Goodbyes..

i HATE goodbyes. i dont know why they were even invented! To me the hardest part of any friendship is when it's time to say goodbye. As much as we might like things to stay the same, change is an inevitable part of life. I have a love/hate relationship with change, more so HATE. With goodbyes there is a chance you may never seen that person again & that is rather depressing.... After a while you learn the difference between holding a hand & falling in love. You begin to learn that kisses don't always mean something, promises can be broken as quickly as they are made & goodbyes really are forever!!

GOODBYES SUCK MAJOR BUTT!!!

Did You Feel Proud ?

Did you feel proud as you walked away?
Left Me standing with everything you didn't say.
You broke it all, every last part.
Now deep inside lies my broken heart.

When you left you took my pride,
Taking my happiness with every stride.
I promised myself I wouldn't cry,
But just like us, that promise died.

Chorus:
I'm not pretty, I'm not thin,
I'm not confident & I never win.
Why would you want to be with someone like me?
Now all I want is to be set free.

Years have passed since that day,
With you on my mind always.
I can't think about you without shame,
I know why you left, I am to blame.

Chorus:
I'm not pretty, I'm not thin,
I'm not confident & I never win.
Why would you want to be with someone like me?
Now all I want is to be set free.

Free from this life & this heavy ache.
Free from the heart that you just had to break,
Before i'm gone, there's just one thing I want you to know.
I loved you with all my heart, but you made me go.

Chorus:
I'm not pretty, I'm not thin,
I'm not confident & I never win.
Why would you want to be with someone like me?
Now all i need is to be set free.

Written: February 14th, 2010 (S.A.D. single awareness day! haha)

New Friends....

So, over the past month or longer, we (my family) have sort of adopted the Spanish speaking missionaries in Hurricane (They live right around the corner from us)There are 3 of them at the moment, Elder Davis from Washington, Elder Perez from Florida & Elder Carter from California (who is waiting on his visa to go to Mexico). The funny thing about Elder Davis is that he is from a town in Washington that a relative of mine Turk DeMille is from. Elder Davis knows & loves Turk like a grandpa. We've had them over for dinner 2 times now, but tonight they brought 2 english speaking missionaries from the west stake Elder Springer & Elder Pressgrove. It was a blast. I have never laughed so hard in my life.

Waxing.... Girls Only!

I know it is long, but it is totally worth reading!!! Guys read at your own risk..
CAUTION: This is very funny. Be prepared to laugh out loud… I laughed til I almost cried as I could just see this happening!!
All hair removal methods have tricked women with their promises of easy, painless removal—The epilady, scissors, razors, nair & now…. the wax!
My night began as any other normal weeknight. Come home, fix dinner, play with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours:
“Maybe I should pull the waxing kit out of the medicine cabinet.” So I headed to the site of my demise: The Bathroom!
It was one of those “cold wax” kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the strips together in your hand, they get warm & you peel them apart & press them to your leg (or wherever else) & you peel the hair right off… No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean, I’m not a genius, but I am mechanically inclined enough to figure this out. (ya think?)
So I pull one of the thin strips out. It’s two strips facing each other, stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, my genius kicks in so I get out the hair dryer & heat it to 100 degrees. (Cold wax, yeah right!) I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it tight & pull. It works!! Ok, so it wasn’t the best feeling, but it wasn’t too bad. I can do this! Hair removal no longer eludes me! I am She-rah, fighter of all wayward body hair & maker of smooth skin extraordinaire!
With my next wax strip I move north. After checking on the kids, I sneak back into the bathroom, for the ultimate hair fighting championship. I drop my panties & place one foot on the toilet. Using the same procedure, I apply the one strip across the right side of my bikini line, covering the right half of my *hoo-hoo* & stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek. (Yes, it was a long strip) I inhale deeply & brace myself…RRRIIPP!!!
I’m blind!! Blinded from pain!! OH MY GOODNESS!!!!! Vision returning, I notice that I’ve only managed to pull off half the strip. CRAP!! Another deep breath & RRRIIPP! Everything is swirly & spotted. I think I may pass out… must stay conscious… do I hear crashing drums?? Breathe, breathe... Ok, back to normal!
I want to see my trophy—a wax covered strip, the one that has caused me so much pain, with my hairy pelt sticking to it. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the strip! There’s no hair on it. Where is the hair?!? WHERE IS THE WAX???
Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet. I see the hair. The hair that should be on the strip. I touch. I am touching wax.
Crap! I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now covered in cold wax & matted hair.
Then I make the next BIG mistake… remember my foot is still propped up on the toilet? I know I need to do something. So I put my foot down.
DARN!!!! I hear the slamming of a cell door. *Hoo-hoo* ? Sealed shut! Butt?? Sealed shut!
I penguin walk around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do & think to myself, “Please don’t let me get the urge to poop. My head may pop off!” What can I do to melt the wax? Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!!
I’ll run the hottest water I can stand into the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax-covered bits & the wax should melt & I can gently wipe it off, right?? WRONG!!!
I get in the tub—the water is slightly hotter than that used to torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment—I sit.
Now, the only thing worse than having your nether regions glued together is having them glued together & then glued to the bottom of the tub… in scalding hot water. Which, by the way, doesn’t melt cold wax?
So, now I’m stuck in the bottom of the tub as though I had cement-epoxied myself to the porcelain!!
God bless the man who had convinced me a few months ago to have a phone put in the bathroom!!!
I call my friend, thinking surely she has waxed before & has some secret of how to get me undone. It’s a very good conversation starter—“So, my butt & who-ha are glued together to the bottom of the tub!”
There is a slight pause. She doesn’t know any secret tricks for removal but she does try to hide her laughter from me. She wants to know exactly where the wax is located, “Are we talking cheeks or who-ha?
She’s laughing out loud by now… I can hear her. I give her the rundown & she suggests I call the number on the side of the box. YEAH, RIGHT!!!! I should be the joke of someone else’s night!
While we go through various solutions. I resort to scraping the wax off with a razor. Nothing feels better then to have your girlie goodies covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub, in super hot water, & then dry-shaving the sticky wax off!!
By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike & I’m pretty sure I’m going to need Post-Traumatic Stress counseling for this event.
My friend is still talking with me when I finally see my saving grace… the lotion they give you to remove the excess wax. What do I really have to lose at this point? I rub some on & OH MY GOODNESS!!!
The scream probably woke the kids & scared the dickens out of my friend.
It’s sooo painful, but I really don’t care. IT WORKS!!! It works!! I get a hearty congratulation from my friend & she hangs up!
I successfully removed the remainder of the wax & then notice to my grief & despair… THE HAIR IS STILL THERE….ALL OF IT!!!!!!!
So I recklessly shave it off. Heck, I’m numb by now. Nothing hurts. I could have amputated my own leg at this point!
Next week I’m going to try hair color…. Now that’s funny!!! NOT!!!!

My Best Friends Wedding

the Beautiful Stacia Pedersen & the Handsome Jake Edmonds
Today is the day, Stacia & Jake become Mr.& Mrs. Jake Edmonds! I am so happy for them both. I love you Stacia!! Your gonna be a beautiful bride!

(after today the grand total will be 2 best friends married 1 to go!)

Evil Dog

My pretty chill run turned into a run from hell! I was running up this hill about 7 blocks from my house when i looked up & saw this boxer/pit bull-mix (meanest looking dog ever). I am not scared of dogs but when i saw this one break away from his metal chain that was keeping him tied up. I stopped dead in my tracks about 50 meters away from this dog & just stared at him. He just stood there growling & stared straight back at me. I had a feeling that i needed to turn around & get out of there as quick as i could so i begin to walk down the hill & get away from him. Before i knew it this dog began to chase after m. I had no where to go! To my right was a house with a small front lawn nothing else, to my left was a big open field, a few trees & a bob-wire fence surrounding the field. I, being scared to death, walked briskly to the nearest tree & wrapped my arms around it as i whipped out my phone & pressed the speed dial to call my house & then i began to pray that someone would answer & that this dog would not attack me. Within 2 seconds this dog was not even 5 inches away from me growling & barking. He began banging into my leg with his mouth/head over & over again. I felt wet on my leg & thought to myself, i'm gonna get bit! Each time he hit into my leg harder & harder, my heart stopped because i was sure he was gonna bite me. I didn't dare jump over the fence into the field because i knew he would follow right behind me & probably attack me, so i just stood next to this tree trying to fight back the tears. Luckily after a few rings my mom answered, i was only able to spit out, "Come get me, i'm at 180W & 1300S" My mom heard the terror in my voice & then heard the growling. Within 30 seconds my sisters pulled up in their car & the dog took off running. I'm sure if they would have been even 30 seconds longer that dog would have ripped me to shreds. I have never been so scared in my life, i swear my heart was beating over 200 beats per minute & i was shaking like an old lady.
I am just glad to be home safe & away from that dog! Now if only i could stop shaking & my heart could beat normal again!!

i LOVE sales

My 2 most recent purchases. Which i love! Both for under $50
This is my new winter coat & oh my gosh it's so so warm!!

& This is my new suit for hot tub this winter & for summer 2011:

i purchased this suit on limericki.com they had a sale going on 50% off all sale items. So, $15 for the top & $6 for the bottoms! :) i love, love, love sales!