Sneaky Sneaky

If I haven't told you before, I LOVE to scare my nieces and nephews. I love it so much that they know that when I'm coming to town, I will most likely scare then.
Well this past weekend I went to Bakersfield California. Mostly work but mostly play. We were able to balance it out nicely, along with the delicious places we wanted to eat at.
Well, my sister told her kids that they were going to come pick me up at the airport Friday morning.......... I got in Thursday night.
So how did I scare them?

See for yourself:






Man I'm hilarious! Thanks to my Sister for setting it all up! We're good, real good! :)

McZundelac

Last weekend two of my best friends came into town. First was Silvia aka Popozao. We chilled by the pool, listened to some R&B/sang karaoke on my phone to R&B all while she was making this:

Reasons why you should date Uzi

Uzelicious, Funny, Beautiful, Hot, Beautiful Eyes, Plays the guitar, Plays the piano, Plays the drums, Interior Design, Architecture, Creative, Out Going, Has An Awesome Phone, Can Drive With Her Knee, She Can Get Ready Really Fast, She Can Do Her Make up In The Car, Successful, She Can Text While She Drives, Singer, Nice, Cares About Other People, Good Person.

Haa, thanks PZ! :) We then went to meet Stephanie at the Rio for some delicious food and good laughs. That was just the start of many good, no AMAZING laughs where tears were streaming down our cheeks! This picture was late, I mean LATE saturday night. We were beyond tired and just slap happy right around the time that we were tricking Weston with my fart app on my phone. Little did we know he was tricking us with his own "fart app"

Thanks for the amazing times, for reminding me how much fun we have together and I can't wait for our NADE REUNION come August! Until then.........

Heart ya, mean it
Fart ya, bean it

UZI

Speak a little more clearly next time

Last week for FHE they had a fundraiser for African children. They had guys up for a silent auction, for a date. Some friends and I started to put our names down so that it would get the silent bidding going. I mean, we didn't want the guys to feel bad that they didn't have any takers. And at our age, no girl wants to be the first one to put our name on the sheet. Talk about desperate. well we definitely took one for the team and really got things rolling......... You know, for the kids.
We left before we found out the winners and I pray it's not me. I mean, I don't want my faith to be skewed because I ended up paying for a date when my actions the night before was praying for a date.
I'm just hoping the man upstairs got my request loud and clear. I'd hate to resort back to the thought that he went on vacation and the person taking over somehow wrote down the wrong thing when listening to his messages.

*update: turns out i got myself a date for $8.

Last Chance

I have this friend, we'll call her "Tiffany". She has a friend, who we'll call "Tony". Tiffany and Tony have known each other for years. They are quite possibly the type of best friends that any guy and girl can be. Kind of like Will and Grace, but Tiffany isn't an interior designer. Tony is, but he's not gay.

They are extremely close and have traveled together several times, even sharing rooms but nothing has happened because they are such good friends. There has never been any reference to dating between the two......until recently. For some reason, Tony keeps making comments to Tiffany about making out and asking questions like "when was the last time you kissed somebody?" You don't say that unless it's to the person you want to kiss, like on a date.

Well I was talking to Tiffany the other day and told her that she should just go in for it. The best way to see if he's serious. If he pulls away, you'll know he was joking and you can play it off as a joke. If he stands there and let's it happen, then you know it's an actual thought on his mind. Plus, you can just get it over with and move past the talk.

Well, it just so happens that Tiffany was in the city, where he lives, for work and they were going to hang out that night. I wasn't quite sure how the night was going to go but I'm pretty sure Tiffany didn't have any intentions on trying.

"Maybe he would instead?" she thought as Tony began wrestling with her. Rolling around, laughing and then being trapped by his huge arms, she found herself pinned with no way to escape. Was it going to happen? Was this to be THE moment they had talked about. For sure, it was going to happen, until.......................... Tiffany tooted.
"It just came out, there was no force or push.
I wasn't even holding anything in."

Really!?, really. I mean talk about bad timing. You can't even recover from something like that. You can't even try to blame it on something like a "barking spider" or the ducks outside of the 16th floor hotel room or even the TV that wasn't on. It was apparent what had happened and he was well aware of it.
Tony just sat there with this look on his face as if to say "Did that really just happen?" before quickly moving. By this time, Tiffany didn't even have time to be embarrassed because she was laughing too hard which made him laugh even harder.

Talk about good friends! If you are that comfortable around someone, you're pretty much married. They're just one kiss away from marriage but I don't think that will be happening.

EVER

What I meant to say was.....

So the other day I was talking to this guy. Just small chit chat, you know just having a good time. Somehow we got on the subject of transplanting eyeballs. I quickly made reference to that Tom Cruise movie Minority Report. He wasn't familiar with it and as I began to explain in excitement the following came out:

"oh yea, it's that movie where they identify everyone by scanning their eyes. Tom is trying to hide from the law so he get's somebody else's eyes put in so they won't recognize him when they do a rectal scan"
..............................................

"...................did I just say that?"

"Haa, did you mean RETINAL scan?"

"haa ha haa, um, yea............gotta go"

Kinda reminds me of that one late, LATE night in Tahoe where I was doing Chinese acrobats with Marshall and he dropped me hitting my head on a stool. I shook it off but turned to Sizzle and said "I'm ok but will you wake me up in the middle of the night and check if i'm dilated?" to which she replied: "I love you, but not that much!"

Which of these things is not like the other?

Soon after I moved to St. Louis, two more girls moved into the ward and we instantly became best friends. There was a time where we were inseparable, doing everything together. Oh except those many nights of watching Dirty Dancing in the basement so we wouldn't get caught, somehow there were just two of us.
This was all during our awkward puberty years and it's obvious in this picture. Really?...........really. Those glasses are horrible, I don't even know what I was thinking other than "don't smile with your mouth open so you don't show your braces." Very similar to my 8th grade picture where I just look pissed.


Then there's this next photo. I don't remember this day too well other than L and I thinking we were so cute in our outfits so we ditched the classes at Youth Conference and walked around the University where we were at and took "modeling" pictures of each other and even tried to meet some local college boys that were there for the summer but no such luck. Hey, sounds like my 4 years at EFY. Go figure.

Then came high school where in some cases, friends drift apart. I could go on and on about my own feelings about the situation but I will spare you the stories and let you reflect on the fact that it's like water off a ducks back.




Here we are years later and, well ................ does it seem to you that I am the only one who still looks the same? Have I even gone through puberty? Probably not since I'm the only one NOT married and NOT pregnant. And at this Open House/Baby Shower, in no way did I ever feel sad or depressed about that......................................really! I was actually happy where my life was, what I have accomplished, the things I was doing, where I am now and the person I have become. Life is good!
It was good to see them after so long and even though we don't really keep in touch or see each other that often, that's ok. We each live in different states and probably won't see each other again. If we do we'll always have good times, like in Vegas......, but for now, I wish them both the best of luck in life and all the happiness. Love you girls!

Best Cookies EVER

Last night I made these chocolate chip cookies and I will have to say, they are the BEST cookies you will ever eat, make, taste, smell, etc.

They were SO easy, so I will share with you the recipe, thanks to Sarah!

3 cubes of butter, softened
1 1/4 c sugar
1 1/4 c brown sugar
1 Tbsp vanilla
2 eggs
4 1/4 c flour
1 tsp baking soda
2 tsp salt
semi- sweet choc. chips (about 1 cup)

Mix butter and sugar until smooth. Add eggs and vanilla. Stir in the rest of the ingredients. Bake at 350 degrees for 12 minutes.
When you take them out you will think they aren't done yet but believe you me, they are done! lightly golden on the bottom is how you want them. These cookies were more than easy, especially with the cookie scoop that made perfectly rounded and sized balls that turned into the perfect cookie.

I mean seriously, look at those round and fluffed cookies. You can't find them this good looking at the grocery store or your local bake sale. If anyone wants one, I will be more than willing to make some more and bring them to you. I even have a few in my hot car keeping them nice and warm for when I drive home.............................don't judge me!

Let's Play!

The first thing on your mind in the morning is me.
You ask about me through out your day.
We see each other several times a week.
You've been gone for an entire week and my life has been empty
I was so excited to hear your voice over the phone this morning
and I can't wait to see you in a few hours.

Oh Lilly Pie, it's good to have you back! :)

Love you always, Aunt T-T

Mini-Vaca

short for vacation because that's just what it was, short........but SO worth it!
Last weekend I was in San Francisco all day Friday revisiting the familiar places and faces and enjoyed walking around the entire city trying to find my heart that I left there. -no luck-
I did however find this cool kid selling his art for $1. So I bought one.

If this doesn't scream San Francisco, I do know what does. Thanks Basie, the coolest 11 year old.

That night Feffy, Kaskle and I drove to Tahoe where we had quite the experience. I'm talking late nights followed by 10 mile/ 6 hr hikes only to be smoothed over by delicious food and laying at the beach the next day. And lots of laughter in between.
It was perfect and if I could do it all over again I would, but for longer.
I guess that time will come when we are

Thanks for the good times Sizzle, as always! LOVE YOU!

Handwriting

Growing up, I never had the best handwriting. It could have been partly due to the fact that when it was time for me to learn how to write, my family tied my left hand to a chair and made me learn with my right. Yup, true story. Who even does that to a 5 year old?
In grade school I had a hard time writing in cursive. I tried to make it so neat and clean but it just didn't work, nor look as good as some of the other students cursive. Then we got into the age where we were able to write in pen. I, unfortunately, never earned enough stars on my writing papers to get to use a pen, ever. Not even the kinds with erasers on the end.
I realized shortly after that I didn't have to write in cursive the rest of my life, or ever for that matter, so I gladly stopped. But to me my handwriting still looked like a boys.
For a long time, up until a few years ago, I always wrote in pencil. Habit, or just scared that if something didn't look right, I could erase it and try again. Then I got used to the way I wrote and didn't care anymore so I ditched the pencils, that fade and make your hand black and soon fell in love with pens.

I was reading in a magazine about what your handwriting says about you. I thought "oh, this will be interesting" and so I tried it out.

Write she sells seashells by the seashore in cursive.

Here are the results:
If your writing slants to the right you are open to the world around you and like to socialize with other people.
If the size of your letters is average you are well-adjusted and adaptable.
If your loops are full for L you are spontaneous and relaxed and find it easy to express yourself.
If your loops are full for E you have an open mind and enjoy trying new things.
If your S's are pointy you are intellectually probing and like to study new things. The higher and pointier the peaks, the more ambitious you are.

Hmm, not bad for crappy cursive penmanship, eh?

They also had a page that talked about if you want neater, more legible handwriting. yes i do

Write out the sentence in everyday style: A quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.

1. line quality: pressure is spot on, not too faint and not too dark
2. alignment: your sentence does not tilt up or down which is very clean and neat
3. slant: your letters have an upright posture which is perfect. No slants
4. spacing: That's the correct amount of space to leave between each letter. A full lowercase o should fit between words.
5. letter formation: your letters are completely closed and have completed stems.

So what they're saying is that I have pretty good handwriting? AWESOME!
I still don't think it's the best but it fits me and, well, if it looks that good in pen, then it's good enough for me.

Take THAT Mrs. Christy!..............FACE!

I had a few errands to run on my lunch today and since they were all relatively close, and it hadn't started raining yet (thank goodness), I decided to get out, enjoy the weather and walk.

Here are the places I needed to go:

bank. lunch. boutique. groceries

Here is the order they are on my walk:

groceries. lunch. boutique. bank

Here is the order of importance:

bank. lunch. groceries. boutique

In the start to my walk, I had to really think about the order of my appearance. I figure, if start backwards i'll go to the bank so i'll have money for the boutique. But that would only result in not having enough $$ for lunch so I'll probably opt to just buy something at the grocery store only leaving me a bag full of nothing to eat but junk food because I shopped when I was hungry.
If I go to lunch first to avoid that and then go shopping, I won't have any time for the other two which will just leave me hungry tomorrow and broke.

Here is what I came up with:

boutique. lunch. bank. groceries

If I go to the boutique (with no money to blow) i'll browse just long enough until my hunger pains set in and I HAVE to leave thinking more about eating than shopping. I'll head for lunch with enough money, and points on my Subway card that I just found, to enjoy a free delicious sandwich. Since the bank is just across the street, i'll head over there and then stop by the grocery store on my way back which will allow me to buy items for lunch the rest of the week and I won't be buying junk because I was already full and will only get what is on my list.

Done and done, and genious by the way! :)
amazing the thought process that races through your mind in just half a block.

bacon bacon bacon bacon bacon

If some of you don't know, I LIKE BACON! :) I tried to be a vegetarian one time but after 2 days, all I really wanted was meat, preferably a filet mignon or a bunch of bacon.

Created by Recipe Star

Mmmm, YUMMMMMM

Have you ever had the thought that they should make bacon flavored beef jerky!
Or even better, bacon flavored toothpaste and/or floss!
I have heard that there is bacon flavored ice cream, now we're talk'n.

Check this out for awesome ways to use bacon! :)

Literal Version

Ever wonder what they were really thinking when making a video?

Well here you go! :)

You?

I knew I was cool
when at 13 I ordered
Led Zeppelin and Lynrd Skynrd
from Columbia Music House

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However,
since I was too young to have
my own bank account to pay for it,
my dad had to write a check
(which he kept forgetting)


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which was the result
of being put on the collections list
with the local agency

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so not only was I cool
but also somewhat of a rebel

BIG BLACK BUS

Do you remember those good old days in elementary school of riding the bus home? The joy of moving up a grade only knowing that it is one step closer to the back of the bus? Some how, I mastered the art of persuading the big kids to letting me sit in the back at a earlier age/grade. I soon mastered the art of knowing when to jump just before the bump so when I came down, the timing with the bump would shoot me higher into the air. I think I even flew over the seat in front of me on one of the many times we would do this. I think the bus driver liked seeing innocent little (helpless) kids flying around that she would speed up just to see us fly (or hurt ourselves).

Well those days are long, LONG, gone........................... except for last night. My sisters neighbor has a bus that they have converted into the most unsafe kid launcher I've ever seen and it's AWESOME. We're talking removed seats to make room for the couches and love sacs. What's even better is every year he will come around, blow his TRAIN horn (that's right) and see the kids running faster than they would for the ice cream man out their doors.

Of course, everyone is happy with excitement about the ride they're about to have. Not to mention the kick'n tunes. So far, best bus sound system I've ever heard! There is a street that has several speed bumps, so of course, we took it!

What a blast! We came to a round-a-bout and of course went around it- a few 3 times! :) People were just staring at us wondering if they were watching the filming of Speed 3.
The best part was when we arrived here. I've heard that the BBB was banned from Wendy's because he would pull through the drive through, order a bus load of frosty's, and then blow that huge train horn just before pulling out.

Well, luckily he found a new Wendy's that just LOVED the visit, and business!

Unfortunately, the cold Frosty's in kids small hands combined with several speed bumps at 20 mph didn't really agree with each other, or the innocent victim that had it all over the front of her and in her hair. Good times on the Big Black Bus! You know i'll be on it come Halloween when it's all decked out in spooky decoration!

Ride to Live

I love doing things for charity. My sisters and I have always done the Race for the Cure or anything related to runs and charities, it's all for a good cause.
Well lately, I have realized that I HATE running. Actually, I don't hate running, my body hates running. It gives up before I do or quits all together.
Luckily there was an event to help kids with Muscular Dystrophy that I was able to be a part of. Thank goodness I have my license now! :)
It was the 58th annual MDA ride to Wendover. Everyone met down on state street where it was lined with bikes waiting to head out.
I had a perm a grin on my face. It reminded me of this one time over Memorial Day weekend in the DC area where my sister, mom, and I were driving around and along passes us but a giant rally of bikers. Good thing I wasn't driving because my eyes were not on the road, more on them with a single tear streaming down my cheek. It was beautiful!
It seriously brings me to my knees. I thought to myself "there is only one other thing that could possibly be better than this, and i'm not talking about the cake" I always had a dream to go to Sturgis on my honeymoon but after this, it was a must!
There were about 12 motorcycle officers lined up under a giant American flag leading all the bikers to begin lining up. We started to head out and it was like a parade of bikes, people with cameras, music playing, the works.

We set out on the high way, looking for adventure...... and about half way we pulled off to fill up and grab a beverage.......... well so did everyone else.
It was pretty sweet check'n out the other bikes, ours was the coolest though.
Not to mention those chaps, check them out- woo woo!

We got to Wendover and I rode around for a bit before heading over to the Survivor concert, yea that's right! :) It was awesome! I mean, everyone in leather singing a long to Eye of the Tiger or The Search is Over. Yea pretty much amazing. The lead singer was pack'n some serious heat....... among other things that shall remain from being pointed out
Great times had by all! It was such a great weekend and I can't wait for the next ride. I'm getting used to Bob so we'll have plenty of sweet rides in our future together. I feel the start to a beautiful thing coming on.

LIVE TO RIDE

Ever since I was 13, I have loved Harley Davidson motorcycles. I thought they were so cool. Then I met Paula. She was a lady in our neighborhood who had her own Harley and from that day forward, I wanted to be like her.
I've had my collection of little Fat Boy and Softail models, Harley Davidson checks and a check book cover, chrome mugs, road signs, t-shirts, leather pants, boots....etc.
In college, by sisters came up and surprised me for my birthday with a FAT Harley party. Everyone dressed in black & leather. We had empty bottles and bottles stacked (RB people) and even a little tattoo parlor in the back. It was sick and the cops even came by around 2 am only to leave shocked that we were all decked out and no alcohol.
A few years later I felt I needed to grow up and somehow suppressed my love for the HOG in an attempt to be more girlie.
Well that didn't last but only a few years when it just came around full circle and the lost love was found with only a more growing obsession.
So now that I'm all grown up (or I try to tell myself that) I decided it was time I lived. For my Dirty 30, I promised myself I would get closer to my dream of owning my own bike, if not own one by my next birthday.
So I enrolled myself into the Riders Edge class through Harley Davidson. Now I have riden by myself and with a passenger on back for a little over 500 miles, I knew my stuff. But I thought, I should probably make it legal to ride and make it official.
My friend Brooke and I took the class together and we were BOTH teachers pet! It was hilarious. The class was amazing and the best decision.

We passed the driving test and also the written-we rock. Now it was time to graduate. We received our Certificate of Completion for the MSF program (Motorcycle Safety Foundation) which made it official. Then the instructors presented us with another award. This was based on our range experience during class and the overall feeling and relationship with each student.

What was mine, you ask?.................................MOST LIKELY TO WEAR LEATHER
Huh, go figure right! :) And i'll tell you what, that M on my drivers license looks just as good as wearing my leather pants while riding down the road on a bike! If you look, you'll be seeing me do that this weekend!

I'll tell you what, there is nothing more enjoyable than riding, nothing more free than riding the wind, and nothing more thrilling than hearing that motor rumble, aahhh brings me to my knees. So now that I have my motorcyle endorsement, all that's left is to purchase by Cherry Softail Heritage Delux with white walled tires and saddle bags. Soon, very soon!

Until then, I'll just take the advice of a good friend:

Go forth,
two fists to the wind and
be free!

GIRLS ON TAP

What do you do when the singles ward gives you lemon's? You make lemon-aid and serve it wearing fishnets and feather boa's!

And it goes a little something like this:


Don't forget our ending...................



And here is what happens when someone is short of lemons
and needs you to help out in the kitchen.....

Simplicity

I tend to laugh when I notice myself going through phases. This could be from fashion to music to even a lifestyle. We all go through changes in order to find our true, natural, selves and some can be an amazing journey while others are pretty much embarrassing.
Through out my life, how ever many changes I have gone through, I still find those few little areas of thought and belief that still hold true to my heart. I find that I don't share them too often with people, because it's not about making a statement or letting people know I have a new phase. It's those things that I truly believe in and will always live my life to obtain because it's who I am. It's me and it's what I do....or will do.
What's even better is seeing communities having the same ideas of a simple lifestyle that I do, AND that it actually has a name.
No I'm not GREEN or even close to being a tree hugger. And don't go think'n I'm a no bra wear'n, make my own soap, liberal sandal wearing, hemp clothing maker.
It's called Voluntary Simplicity.
Last night I decided to start with focusing on Uncluttered Simplicity.
I've got too much crap. Too much in too many random places. And of all those items, how often have I really gotten to them? First thing was first, sell all my dvd's and cds. I haven't watched one of my dvds for probably 2 years, no kidding. Why have all those cases lying around, just to say "I have that movie!" when really, you can find anything online (HULU, and Snagfilms). I had to sort through the pile a few times to really talk myself into getting rid of some. But they are being shipped out today and it feels SO good. Next are my cd's, books, pictures and even clothes.
Who want's to have a garage sale? Better than that, who want's to come to a garage sell?
This is going to be the best Spring Cleaning EVER!

"Sign Me Up Boys"

I'm Sorry but I just can't stop laughing over this:


12-Year-Old Boy Scouts Volunteer To Give Women Breast Exams