Real Age

So I took this test today, and I guess I really am as young as I look......or act.

23

Feel the Same

Life isn’t a straight line.

It’s not even squiggly.

It’s more like what that kid on The Ring drew on his papers -

an endless stream of papers with scribbled rings

with little rips where the pen tore through from the pressure.

That's a Good Idea!

Your life is an occasion,

RISE TO IT!

A Good Laugh

I was in SF this weekend and haven't laughed this continually in a long time. Such a good weekend! So let me just share with you some of the funny things said particularly by one woman.

Woman: "At the time I didn't like the natural man. I don't know if I still do"
Me: "Is this lady married?"
Donna: "No, if she were, she would LOVE the natural man"

Woman: "I didn't want to go Spanish speaking because I don't like Spanish people."

Woman: "She wasn't a member, she was a communist"

Woman: "So we went over to his house because he built a font in his back yard"
Me: "Is that what they call it in Argentina? Here in America it's called a pool."

TRICK or TREAT

Smell my feet, give me something good to eat. If you don't, I don't care, I'll pull down your underware! Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?

I love any holiday where I can dress up! Not only do I love dressing up, so does the rest of my family. Any excuse really is all we need. We'll even dress up just because we can.

Here's to an awesome costume year!

Pre-performance stretches

Chaz Michael Michaels

as the lady at the fabric store said
"her and her 'partner' are going to be Flaming Ice Skaters!"

The Flaming Love Child

Yes, KING SIZE trick or treat candy.
Obviously the coolest house in the neighborhood!

Don't eat too much candy or you'll puke!

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

Love, UZI

Halloween

It's coming, and apparently, so is easter.

Isn't she Uzelicious!

Today was a GOOD Day

And a much deserved one at that. From start to finish it was a busy day, I mean busy! From 6:30 this morning to about 11:30 tonight. I'd love to tell you every detail but it's too much to write but just know that every moment was amazing.

The best part of the day was when Heidi and I went "running". Heidi and I always have a fun time together so that was a treat in and of itself, but that's only part of it. The weather was perfect so we "ran" around the Avenues which is our favorite area in Salt Lake. The thing I love about the avenues is the houses and the architecture. It's a big reason why I got into the field I am. If I have to stay in Utah for a while, I will be living in the Avenues.

We went by this place that although seems somewhat creepy, it was actually beautiful and calming.


Well we were admiring the houses when we came across this one.


Then we noticed a sign that was on the tree.


So we took an apple and kept on moving. It was so good that we turned around and went back for more. We knocked on the door to see if we could pick a bunch but no one was home and seeing that there were bags next to the tree, I climbed on up and began picking while Heidi stood below and gathered the ones I threw down to her. I mean really, any chance to climb a tree, I'm all over it.

It was a perfect fall day with several events that just made this totally Uzelicious!

For my Little PZ

Cause I don't know what I should do now
When I've exhausted all I know how
Still all of my efforts, they fail me
Leaving me broken and empty
I can't go on, half living this life on my own

Cause I'm hiding behind this smile
No, I haven't come out for awhile
See there is this place so empty inside me
I keep hiding behind this smile

There must be some place warmer then here
Because my teeth just chatter and I live in fear
But every attempt I attempt just impales me
Leaving me broken and empty
And I can't go on, half living this life on my own

Cause I'm hiding behind this smile
No, I haven't come out for awhile
See there is this place so empty inside me
I keep hiding behind this smile
Cause no I'm not okay
No I'm not alright

Cause I'm hiding behind this smile
No, I haven't come out for awhile
See there is this place so empty inside me
I keep hiding behind this smile

Hang in there, things can only get better from where you are. Love you! Uzi

WHAT THE ______ ?

Oh my gosh! Ok i'm not one for words or to write every little detail of the events in my life. I enjoy telling people my stories when the opportunity is there but to have to write it down, that just takes too much time. So instead I am just going to give you CliffsNotes and show you pictures of events.
f you would like to read a great review of last nights events in awesome detail, check out Heidi's blog!

First let me tell you how I got to the events of last night.

I saw that a friend of mine and my sisters was in a fashion show. She is one of the top 3 up and coming designers in Salt Lake and is amazing. Check her out, Riva Juarez. Seriously, she is amazing!

I wanted to check her show out and so I asked Heidi to join me. We get to the Masonic Temple which we have both been fascinated by and end up in VIP seats. Yea, we're that cool!

So we enjoy an awesome, yet some unusual fashions in the show.





Then watch a few short, some what weird, films and take a picture to remember the night.





Then a brief intermission where we DON'T wait in line for food and just walk up to the table, mingle with some people and then get back to our awesome front and center seats to enjoy more movies and fashions.



Then a hypnotist comes and it's just funny. Something else funny was this creepy guy with his shirt half undone sitting in between two half dressed hoochies. I won't even give you the commentary Heidi and I were giving.




Then The Red King began to perform. I am not even going to begin to describe what was going on but this was no "band" or music for that matter. It was just creepy. It's worse than scary music at a haunted house because here it was real! It was some freakish Satanic like ritual where I swear they were going to sacrifice someone in the audience.

And it just gets weirder



And we get more scared



And just freaked out!



I can't even talk about it because it's just too much for my innocent mind to handle. I was completely freaked out and in shock while squeezing Heidi's hand and by the time the "guy" started to chant into the microphone, Heidi and I were out the door faster than you could actually hear any attempt of complete words to come out of his mouth. Seriously it was like a cartoon moment where we moved so fast I swear you could have heard a buzzing noise and a draft blow past the people standing on the side. We got out of the auditorium but that wasn't good enough. We ran past the tables, into the lobby area, out the front doors and down the several stone steps. We couldn't even look back we were too creeped out. We didn't want people to think we were sissies so we walked along the sidewalk to the drive way and around the corner and once we were out of view, we ran all the way to my car screaming at the top of our lungs bloody murder while still holding hands!

We were able to recover over some delicious hot chocolate and Neil Diamond. Yea I know, but it's the only thing that could get our mind off it other than Air Supply but that wasn't coming up on the play list.

Good thing Heidi spent the night because we were still completely freaked out around 4 in the morning when something fell outside my window and Heidi shop up so fast from being dead asleep, it was actually quite funny. And like she said, we never discussed any of the nights happenings while eating breakfast. I don't know if it was because we still didn't want to bring it up or because there were too many interesting things, aka people, going on around us at the Belgium Waffle House.

People ARE Funny!

I spent last night and all day today up in Midway, UT. It's a beautiful place and the cabin was awesomely filled with good friends. Today a few of us went out and walked around Main Street.

We saw this little bench on the corner.


And on the bench was this......


Man, people are funny!

All About Me

"Todays my best day evah. It was da All About Me Museum at scuoole. All da kids in my class bring 3 things bout them and we pwetended we were wax people in a museum and we couldn't even move. All the pawents came and wooked at our stuff. It was wreally cool! Hewre's my cwass."






"We awso had to write What I Like Best Of Me. Here's what some of my fwiends wrote:

'I like my left arm because I'm a lefty.
I also like it because I use it for a lot of things...
like to hit by brother. It is so cool!
I love my left arm.'
Caleb

'I like my hand because I can pull by brothers hair with it.
I like my hand because I can punch by brother with it.
I like my hand because I can pick stuff up with it.
I like my hand because I can slap my brother with it.'
Jackson

'I like my mouth because I can eat with it.
To bite people that are mean to me.
I can chew things.
For drinking water, soda, rootbeer and juice.
For breathing and talking and
holding my tongue'
Madison

'I like my foot because when my sister gets annoying I kick her.
I like my foot because I can kick walls.
I like my foot because ican kick my car.
I like my foot because I can kick windows'
Amanda

'I like my eyes because they are beautiful.
They are greenish brownish eyes.
I like my eyes very very much.
My eyes look like my mom Michelle and
my mom Tammy.
I make my eyes look sad to my mom and dad
everybody stares at my eyes.'
Kirsten (me)

Todays my best day evah!" Kirsten Ruth Hall

Scattegories

Rules: Use the 1st letter of your name to answer each of the following...they have to be real places, names, things...nothing made up!
You can't use your name for the boy/girl name question.

Your name: Kristy
Any 4 letter word: Kiss
TV Show: Kids in the Hall
City: Kilimanjaro
Boy Name: Kevin
Girl Name: Kimberly

Drink: Kick'n Kiwi Koolaid (3 points)
Occupation: Kindergarten Teacher
Something you wear: Killer boots
Celebrity: Karolina Kurkova (2 points)
Food: Kentucky Fried Chicken
Something found in a bathroom: Kit and Kaboodle (2 points)
Reason for being late: Keeping it real
Cartoon Character: Krazy Kat (2 points)

Something you shout: KISS IT!

Total Points: 9

Can you do better?

Get a Move On!

It's 7:30 and I really want to go running. I won't do the 5.8 miles like I unexpectedly did last time because I only have a half hour before it gets dark. What does this mean? Shorter route and I better pick up the pace!

Crafts Schmafts

So I will openly admit i'm not crafty. It's not that I don't have the talent or a good eye for design, it's just that I don't have the patience for it. I hate scrapbooking and the thought of sitting around doing "crafts" just sounds so boring to me.

Well yesterday my mom asked if I would go to my Aunts house with her to help make jewelry. "mmm maybe" I said. I really didn't want to so when she asked me again later that night, I told her I would go only if my sister came too. What I didn't know is that my sister was all about that and was excited and wanted to go. BLASTED!

We get to my aunts house and she has trays and trays of laid out designs ready to be strung. Immediately I scanned for the tray that had the least amout of bracelets to be made on it.



We had to be really careful to not bump the trays because then the beads would roll around and fall out of place for the laid out design.

Apparently my mom didn't get the memo and right as she sat down she bumped her tray.

Being so upset, she slammed her hands down on the table which only created an aftershock to the first tremor.






My sister and I sat down and began making the strings and I was surprised at how fast I was going.

We were out of control!

"Sweet, I can leave when I'm done with my tray."



My Aunt began telling us what the beads were and why we were making them and at that moment I felt like a BIG FAT JERK.

The beads are from cut up comics or recycled paper and are made by the women in Uganda for means of providing for their families. It's called Bead For Life and is such an amazing program.

The reason we were making these bracelets was for a banquet my Aunt was having for the Salt Lake Chapter of Mothers Without Borders where they are raising money for items to be sent to the women in Africa such as sewing machines where they will teach them how to make their own clothes. It is such a great program.

Some other ladies from the chapter came over to help make these bracelets and the stories from when they went over to Africa and met these women, orphanages, children, and communities was amazing.

It was so nice to be a part of something like this and really help out. In the end I went through about 3 trays of bracelets, I was on a roll! I spend 3 hours hunched over, with my eyes drying out while trying to fish a wire through a hole the size of a mustard seed but in the end, it was well worth it!

Dude, how old are we?

I don't think I even need to explain anything. Seeing the past videos and knowing me as well as you do is all you really need to know.

Well other than the fact that my sister couldn't hold her own...if you know what I mean. And if you don't, just listen.

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You Got a Problem With That?

Yo, Kris here,

Just wanted to say "word up" before I head out to meet my girlfriend T-Bone. We're thinking of heading out on our bike again, that is unless we find something cooler on the way out.

P.S. Don't I have some killer guns!

Bicycle Bicycle Bicycle

I want to ride my bicycle
I want to ride my bike
I want to ride my bicycle
I want to ride it where I like

Yesterday was a great day! "WHY?" you might ask? Well it wasn't because I
spent 8 hours hunched over painting. It wasn't because I hauled heavy boxes and containers up and down 14 steps about 20 times. It was because of this!

Santa Barbara
Electric
Bicycle Company

"Get out and enjoy the ride"

And boy did we ever! So my brother moved up here from St. George and one of the great things he brought with him was this bike. My sister and I saw it the other day and thought to ourselves "man, we gotta get that thing charged up." I plugged her in but then we realized that the tires were low. "That's ok" I said, "I'll just ride her down to the 'Sev' and pump her up." There is a 7-Eleven just down the street so it was doable. Well, it didn't happen. I come from a family of good intentions.

So yesterday morning as my sister comes through the door, she tells the bro. to head on out and get us a pump for the tires. Like a good, only brother of 4 sisters does, he went and got a pump!

Man were we excited, SUPER EXCITED!

*now before we get started, let me just throw out a disclaimer that:

a. I have been painting for 4 hours already,
b. the paint fumes were already going to our heads, and
c. with all that aside - us Uzi's don't really look nor act our age.
d. You're gonna need quicktime for this

Ride # 1 : "Will you give me a pump?"

So here you can plainly see, or not, that there was some kind of malfunction. You can't see that anything is wrong, you can just hear my sister yelling at me to "get off!"
I love that like the bully she is she not only kicks me off but also leaves me behind, blames me for breaking it and then pedals on by like some sweet innocent firstborn like she thinks she is!

*go ahead, watch the video again*

How many different ways can you ride an electric bike? Cause really, this is just the beginning.



PART 1
Ride # 2 : "That kinda hurts"





PART 2
Ride # 3 : "PFLAG"



PART 3
Ride # 4 : "Watch out Sturgis, here we come"






PART 4
Ride # 5 : "I'm just gonna park it"

Gotta love the Uzelac clan.We just seem to find stupid entertainment out of the littlest things. I guess that's what keeps us looking so young.

Have Mercy!

So now that the sappy SF stuff is out of the way it's time to venture on to my life in Utah and keep you all informed of what's going on.
I have a blind date next weekend, lets hope it's this guy because he is hilarious! If not, this is just something that made me laugh out loud several times.

Straight to you from LDSMingle via Logan, Utah.

"Some of my favorite things to do...

Dressing up in German folk clothes and yodeling to the tune of Baby Got Back, pretending I'm a wolf, biting cows on the backs of their heels and howling at them, Making animal sounds. My donkey sound is legendary. Don't believe me? Look up "Donkey Dan" on youtube.

My least favorite things to do...

Stepping on My Little Pony combs, having someone else think they are Superman when it's so obvious its me, Being constantly rejected by Not_a_Beeze_groupie

If I had $10 million...

I would become the primary stock holder in the M&M Mars corporation and force them to take that stupid snickers almond wrapper and burn it and fire the idiot that came up with that concept and call the candy bar the Mars bar like it used to be. **Update** These people must be stopped! They have now come out with King size Snickers Almond and Snickers Almond ice cream bars. These morons are probably patting themselves on the back saying how smart they are to switch the wrapper.

I mean what's next are they going to change the name of Milky Way to Snickers Smoooooth or the 3 Musketeers to Snickers Fluffy? Oh i got it the Twix will now be called the Snickers Cookie and the Dove bar will be known as Snickers Extra Smooth. How about Skittles are they gonna start calling those Snickers Fruity Pebbles... wait part of that name is taken... Bah! It's all marketing and advertising. They never marketed the Mars bar. That tasty delicious nougat with flowing carmel and almonds *drool*. I can't boycott this product because im addicted so it is up to all of you to be strong where I am weak!

My perfect day would be...

My perfect day would be the realization of a dream. That dream would be to bring the word "Goober" back in the conscience of mainstream America. Think about it when someone calls you a goober doesnt it make you giggle a little? It's certainly not a deragatory term like dork, dweeb, nerd, lamo, punk or a variety of others. It's a fun silly term that needs to be recognized for its greatness. Did you know one of the nicknames for peanuts is a goober? Such a wonderful tasty thing like a peanut has such a fun, silly, nickname.

We need funding for an endeavor this large. A friend of mine suggested we involve big tabacco. They have money to burn and let's face it they need some major damage control in the PR department. We decided that RJ Reynolds who also owns Nabisco would be the best candidate. RJR Nabisco has a product called the Nutter Butter which is a delicious peanut shaped cookie with peanut butter inside.

I envision a name change from Nutter Butter to Goober and a grand marketing campaign that pushes the Goober to the front of the Nabisco product line. As you well know from my anger about the Mars bar I am a champion of the weaker marketed products of the snack food industry. Think about it how many times have you seen a Nutter Butter commercial? Now conversely how many Oreo, Chip's Ahoy, and Newton commercials?? Yeah that's what I thought. See how easy it would be to make the Goober the flagship product of Nabisco? I bet with half the money they spend on the Oreo product line they would surpass it with the Goober. Who could resist such a wonderful cookie with peanut butter inside and such a cute goofy name? Certainly not I! Well that would be my perfect day I sure hope it happens *sigh*

My greatest opportunity for improvement is...

Convincing women that just because it appears I have Mormon plague aka the big D in the marital status doesn't mean it is contagious. I have discovered, there is an ancient Hindu chant that helps ward off the plague, and makes it safe to date me. The phrase roughly translates into English Ooombaba Oombaba I like my sushi hot! I don't quite understand why sushi is included in that since sushi is a japanese food and japanese are usually buddhist. But who am I to argue with ancient chants? Wow I have mentioned two different eastern religious sects. Hey do you like to talk about sects as much as me? I luuuuv to talk about sects. I usually start off with a little Judaism then move to Catholicism then to spice it up I mix in a little Baptist and Anglican for the main course we move into a subject near and dear to all of us Mormonism oh yeah ;).... Dang I always lose my train of thought when I talk about sects going back to the chant now. You have to be standing on your head with your booootay facing to the east to do it right. I have been successful thus far no one I have dated has received divorce plague from me! So fear not all you hotties out there it's safe to get some Beezen Squeezen ;)

One final thing I'd like to mention...

Mention? let's break that word down shall we? Me-nti-on. Well I think me is obvious because its all about ME. Now nti is an acronym for Naughty Tickler International. I have no clue what that means. on is like what I'm gonna be getting it when I'm remarried. Oh yes good news 4 out of 5 Dentists think I am only moderately insane!! The fifth dentist is a hack!!! he will be getting a visit from cousin Guido and his cement shoes. Did everyone keep up?"

Now that is Uzelicious!

I Left My Heart in San Francisco

So I had a long drive ahead of me. Approximately 1144 miles (including the 3 hour detour) and I needed some serious tunes. Instead of creating a playlist for the journey, I decided to see how many songs I could go through in my ipod and write down the ones that seemed fitting for the open road and broken heart. Of the 2972 songs I only got through 806. Here is what I came out with.

Road Trip to a New Beginning

Long Way Back Home Barenaked Ladies
Freetime Trashcan Sinatras
Leaving My Heart in San Francisco Tony Bennett
Kind and Generous Natalie Merchant
Everythings Right Matt Wertz
The Story Brandi Carlile
Right Now Van Halen
Secure Yourself Indigo Girls
The Promise Tracy Chapman
Winding Road Bonnie Somerville
Unwritten Natasha Beningfield
Closer to Fine Indigo Girls
Should I Stay or Should I Go The Clash
Rush Big Audio Dynamite
Please Let Me Get What I Want The Smiths
Paperweight Schuyler Fisk
Man Eater Hall and Oats
Hot Child In the City Joan Jett

Things I Miss About San Francisco

The fog rolling in, Golden Gate Bridge, Golden Gate Park, Seward Slides, Chinese New Year, Critical Mass, Bay to Breakers, Movie in the Park, KFOG KABOOM, The Mint, Silver Cloud, Crissy Field, Fort Point, Exploratorium, Legion of Honor, MOMA, View from Treasure Island, View from my house, Trader Joe's, Whole Foods, La Taqueria, Asia SF, Foreign Cinema, Plutos, Naan and Curry, The Pork Store, Kate's Kitchen, In & Out, Seniore's Pizza, Pizza Orgazmica, 24 hr. Starbucks, Tommy's, Cafe Gratitude, Blondies, The Grove, Kirby Cove, Baker Beach, Ocean Beach, CHina Beach, North Beach, Hayes Valley, Haight, Downtown, Nob Hill, Fillmore, Presidio, Embarcadero, 9th and Irving, Union Square, Union Street, Chestnut Street, Lomboard Street, Columbus Street, Twin Peaks, The Mission, The Castro, The Castro Theater, Muni: L, J, N, M, 22, 38L, 47, 49, 16, 1, F Train, The Bush Man, Kristephanie Zundelac, Dessert Parties at JI's, Love Sac chats with SW & TC, Play dates with BV, Jump pictures with GM, PZ suprise with SA, New restaurants with KC, Dinner with the D's, "Catching Up" with RO, Sleepovers with DA, Covert Ops with MM, and everything and everyone from the Embarcadero to Ocean Beach.


Things I DO NOT Miss about San Francisco

The Tenderloin, the smell of moth balls, the smell of piss rising from the street, "misty sprinkles", 1 way streets and no left turns, Metered Parking, Street Cleaning, DPT, Toll Bridges, Fisherman's Wharf, Smelly sea lions, tourists, and laundromats.

Picture this, my last day in San Francisco, me sitting on the big red couch, as I notice that the ending of my SF chapter is about the same as the beginning. The weather was cold, a little damp and the fog was rolling in. As depressing as that may seem, I wouldn't want it any other way. Well other than the transvestites walking by or homeless people sleeping or peeing outside my door, or the smell of moth balls and sticky rice coming through my tiny 200 square foot studio in the Tenderloin. Man that place sucked!
I have been in SF for 4 years and within that time, I have done everything I have wanted to do and I have no regrets. The best part is that I have done a complete 180 in my life. Not meaning that I have moved back to where I came from, but that I am not the same person I was when I came out here. I was stuck in a lifestyle I didn't know how to get out of. I was having an identity crisis and didn't really know who I was. I was shy, quiet, timid, not sure of myself and sometimes nervous. I laid low and hid under the radar for 2 1/2 years. It wasn't until I cut the last ties of the life I left in Utah and really broke free. I started making more friends, I became a friend, I was able to laugh and smile again, and really see that all the things I dreamed of being and the quality of people I had been searching for were right here and finally in my life.
I started living again and found myself developing into the person I am now........UZI.
I didn't even have to try, it just started happening. I was discovering things about myself, my personality, my character, and my dreams that I never knew were in me. It wasn't all my doing, it was mostly influenced by those I was around, the amazing friends I had in my life. They have helped mold me into Uzi by their example. I noticed things in them that I wanted in myself. So of all the nice things that all my friends have said to me and about me within the last couple weeks, about who I am and how I have effected them, this city and the ward, I really need to turn and thank them all back.

THANK YOU!
I LOVE YOU ALL
AND I WILL MISS YOU!

Uzi

Leaving my heart

For the past few months, this has been my motto:

"IF YOU'RE GOING THROUGH HELL, KEEP GOING..."

Winston Churchhill

I am a person that makes decisions based on feelings. Sure I can write a list of pros and cons but ultimately I go with my gut.
I came to the east bay about 6 years ago with a friend just passing through on our way to Hawaii. As I was driving on the highway I looked over and saw San Francisco.


Instantly in my head I thought, "huh, i'll be back." I didn't know why I had that thought seeming how I had never thought about visiting San Francisco, I had a great job in Utah and was dating someone pretty seriously. But for some reason I had the feeling you have when you say good bye to a friend knowing that it won't be the last time you will see them.
Well, 2 years later I found myself with the chance to move to San Francisco. I had no reason to leave my family, friends, boyfriend, or job other than to finish school in a city where I didn't know anyone or my way around. Why would anyone in their right mind move themselves to an unknown city, live in the tenderloin, and try to survive on their own is just crazy but for some reason it felt right. I had to be in San Francisco. I made my decision and packed up within 2 weeks. I felt I needed to go and so instead of sitting on that decision for a while, I decided to just up and leave and ride the wave. When I got here, it was pure hell. I mean horrible! Everyday I thought about going back but then instantly I kept feeling like I needed to be here. And I survived.

Last week I was playing "tourist" for the day with some good friends. We were going around to all the hot spots in San Francisco taking pictures.






And the whole day for some reason in my head I kept thinking "this is your final goodbye"
Why was I thinking this? I love this city. I wasn't going anywhere.
But then a few days later it dawned on me, I WASN'T GOING ANYWHERE.
My world was coming down around me and I didn't know why.
With all I was battling in my life, something needed to change. I had to start making things happen for me. I wasn't happy and I hated that.

Well, like before, within 2 weeks or so I have made a decision and it's time to ride.
I am moving to Utah.
Sure this is really hard because I am going to miss the city I love, the friends I love, and all the good times I have had with everyone here but nothing is permanent. This is just a start of a new chapter in my life and I can't wait to see what is going to happen!
Of course i'm scared to death, terrified of the new challenges that lie ahead, sad about all I am loosing, and not wanting to have to start over but somehow, it just feels right. With as much as I was fighting the idea before, it feels right.

So now I have a new motto:

peace.
it does not mean to be in a place
where there is no noise, trouble
or hard work. it means to be in
the midst of those things and still
be calm in your heart.

Uzi

Come Sail Away!

I'm here in Laguna Beach for our family vacation. It's great to spend time with my sisters and brother but then when you put all the nieces and nephews in the spin of it all, it gets pretty tiring. Throw in a day at the beach, woa~!
The waves here were pretty big so some kids would run away from the water like it was a game, but really, I think they were running out of fear.


Some waded in the water that came up but the pull was so strong that some of the kids almost got swept back to sea just like Andrews shorts.


In the end, we got tired of having to keep a close watch on all the kids so we decided this was the best thing to do to make sure they were all in a safe place for a long time!


Tomorrow's another day at the beach which means there will be a lot of holes to dig!

I Should Have Been A Girlscout!

I'm home now from my brief vacation in Utah and as I am unpacking, I find myself reorganizing a lot of things in my closet. I have a tendency to be a little O.C.D sometimes and here you can see a good example of this by my many organized and categorized stacks which consist of:

1. My sweaters which I never wear because I live in San Francisco and all you need is a light jacket and occasionally a scarf (which I have a whole hook full)
2. My jeans which are all Lucky's (gotta loved that 60% off discount)
3. My crappy pants and capris that I wear for painting not to mention my overalls from 1997 that I can't seem to get rid of. (..."word"....)
4. My favorite stack which is my dress ups that are...........ready?............
1. 60's: Short denim mini dress with matching clunky shoes. ok so it's closer to 70's.
   
2. 70's: ugly bright colored pants with matching halter and jacket
3. 80's: Sweet black leather skirt, short denim shirt, several leg warmers, sweatshirt that hangs off the shoulder, etc.
4. 90's: All black Bat Woman with cape and kick a*# boots
5. Celebrity: Paris Hilton outfit including pink Juicy jump suit, wig, big sunglasses, "that's hot" tshirt and even Tinkerbell (her dog) in a little purse.
   
6. And let's not forget my "grease" bag of goodies including fake cigarettes that puff smoke, shades, and pom poms. A red boa and random jewelry.
7. Let's not forget the most important of all: Corn Dog On A Stick outfit! Can I interest anyone in some hand pounded lemonade?
5. A stack of bulky sweatshirts that I love when it's cold at night and I'm hanging around the house. On top of these are my sweat skirts for when I don't want to wear pants (and they're super comfortable!)
6. A stack of my favorite zip up and hooded sweatshirts that I wear when it's cold and I don't feel like getting all dressed up or even picking out anything to wear.
7. A pile of hats that I have which are a red polo baseball hat, a straw beach hat, a pink snow hat that matches my pink scarf, and a pink rain hat that matches my pink rain coat. Now the question is, have you ever seen me wear a hat? Why do I still have these?
8. A stack of purses and bags.

Ok, I am not much of a purse person. I don't like having to hold on to things as i'm walking around. Even having something hang on my shoulder is annoying. Plus, no one needs to carry as much crap that gets put into purses and bags unless you are a mom, then it's required.
I'm even suprised I have as many bags and purses as I do.


In going through these bags, it's amazing that in all the small pockets of every bag I found these;

Talk about being prepared!

Just because our family was banned from joining the Girl Scouts of America (after they kicked my sister out because the rest of us kids ate her entire cookie order in the back of the wood paneled wagon) or the fact that I have only completed 1 1/2 years of girls camp even though my mom was the stake camp director all my life does not mean can't survive on my own or even be prepared.
I'm surprised there wasn't a tube of chapstick, or lip grease as I like to call it, in there too. But hey, that's what my pocket is for!

Now it's time to repack for my next trip in 2 days. Let's see what I don't wander off doing instead!