Dreams: Dogs and Dinos

What do you dream about?

I have always had crazy dreams. I have the kinds of dreams that stick with me throughout the day

I dream in color

I have happy dreams
and scary ones

I dream about dinosaurs 

I dream about dogs

I dream that I am being chased

and being saved

I dream about people in my past

and the people I love right now

if people knew they have been in my dreams, they would probably think I was a creeper. But the fact is, if you haven't been in my dreams, that is weirder than if you have.

Rain rain go away

Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather.

There's always a period of curious fear between the first sweet-smelling breeze and the time when the rain comes cracking down.

Don't pray when it rains if you don't pray when the sun shines.

You pray for rain, you gotta deal with the mud too. That's a part of it. 

The best thing one can do when it's raining is to let it rain.

Mr. Smith

Yesterday was one of those days at work that I have the need to blog about.....enjoy.

First of all I would like to introduce you to Mr Smith. Mr Smith comes into my work regularly to get a hair cut, however he refuses to give us his name or any other information. Even though we tell him we only use it so we can find him next time he comes in, he won't give it to us. Instead he just says to call him Mr. (Realllllll clever). So Mr Smith came in today, and yes, I know who he is when he comes in because when I didnt and would ask him for his name he would be so rude to me and make me feel like that was the stupidest question there ever was. Mr Smith is the kind of man who gets the biggest kick out of being rude and getting a reaction out of people, now that I know this, I can handle him much better. Our conversation today went a little something like this.

Me: "Okay come on back Mr Smith"
Mr: "You remembered my name this time?"
Me: "Yeah, I got sick of you yelling at me every time I asked for it"

Me: "How are you wanting your hair cut?"
he looks at me like I am the stupidest person on the planet
Mr: " I don't know"
Me:  "You're right, stupid question"

in the middle of the hair cut..
Mr: "You got hair on my face"
Me: "Imagine that, you getting hair on your face during a hair cut.....weird."

finished with the cut...
Me: "Okay how does that look? Is that short enough for you?"
He just stares at me
Me: "You're right. Stupid question"

...and that is how you deal with smart ass people....be a smart ass right back...


Next up on my list of the most annoying things that happened to me today. If you are getting your hair cut and they ask you how you want it, DO NOT just say shorter, all I want to say when people tell me that is well no shit sherlock that is probably why you came to get your hair cut. But of course I can't say that to them, so I will say that here. My definition of short is very different than your definition of short...so be specific or I will just shave it all off.

Number three.....when I ask you how much you want cut off and you say "a good inch" what does that mean exactly? Is a good inch just 1 inch or do you mean more than an inch, and if that is the case, you would say two inches. If it is longer than an inch, it is no longer considered an inch.....just to clear that up.

Now the next girl I am going to talk about is definitely going on my top 5 people I hate most, keep in mind she is 16-17 which kind of will explain her behavior. I call her name to come back, she just heads straight for the back, passing me (and my chair) until she gets to the back of the salon and realizes she doesn't know where she is going so she comes back to find me. Once she sits down in my chair, she slouches as far down as possible, crosses her legs, and starts texting. Luckily for me she has a birds nest in the top of her hair, aka "a poof" so I proceed to comb that out (not gently) once I am done with that I finally ask her how she wants it cut and of course she comes up with the clever response "shorter". In the middle of our conversation she puts her phone to her ear and starts to call someone the next thing I know she is yelling into her phone saying "AREN'T YOU GOING TO TEXT ME BACK??!?! COLBY???" and then she hangs up.....(I am assuming this poor boy told her that he would start texting her back) 3 min. after that, as I am trying to cut her hair she puts the phone back up to her ear and calls someone else. She then proceeds to explain to the person on the other end that her and Colby are in a really big fight right now because of the stuff people are saying about them at school and "like yeah, she's like taking care of it."

If my children ever act like this in public...I will drop them off in the middle of nowhere and never come back.. :)

Meow

This post is directed to my roommate who thankfully isn't cool enough to know about this blog:

You know how you make fun of people who are singing badly by howling like a dog and/or cat? Well my roommate is singing and guess who is singing along with her......yes, her cat. I feel like that is a sign that you should realize you CAN NOT SING and stop doing it.

PLEASE just stop.....

xoxo

What I love today:

Bart.

My family.

Playing cards.

Eating yummy foods and cake.

Getting home from Lehi in an hour and a half.

New Shoes.

The rain.

Leftovers 

Bart.

Simply Orange Juice.

The Big Bang Theory.

Bart's family.

My comfy bed.

French toast with Texas Toast bread.

My life!

Hangers

Some people run out of socks
Some people run out of milk too soon
Some people run out of gas quickly
I run out of hangers
I don't know exactly how this happens
I have 29348 hangers and it is NEVER enough!

I have a feeling it is going to be a loooong week.  I am going to try to relax more and not let so many things bother me. It is going to be a good week.

I will probably catch a movie tomorrow night...by myself....just the way I like it. Some people see this as strange, but I love it. It's not like talking is a big thing in movie theaters ( unless you are an annoying 16 year old who feels the need to talk through everything, including a movie ) so I don't see the issue with going by myself. It makes sense really. So I will go in my comfy sweats, take some candy, and enjoy. 

on another note: I should NOT have to move out of your way if you are on a bicycle. I am a pedestrian. Pedestrian = right of way. Therefore, me = right of way.

8 Things I can't do anymore

1. Wake up at 6 a.m. and be fine for the whole day
2. Send out 8,000 text messages a month (and yes, I use to do that on a regular basis)
3. Watch a ton of scary movies/TV shows and NOT get scared at night..
4. Call a different boy every time there is a movie I want to go see but don't want to pay for...
5. Run a 6 minute mile
6. Read a whole book in one day (never enough time, and I dont think my attention span would allow that anymore)
7. Never go to class and still get an A...ahh the days of high school
8. Pull an all nighter

Un-Censored

Today sucks and I am going to vent about it.

it didn't start out that way
but it got there.


I hate feeling like people have an issue with me. If you do: grow some balls and say something or get over it. We aren't in high school anymore and I don't care enough about you to 'talk about our feelings'

Also, I do not handle disappointment well. I studied my ass off for a test and still got a B-. It makes me not even care what grades I get in my classes. Childish? Maybe.

I just really am bugged by some people in my life right now and I needed to vent.

Also, I am getting SO annoyed hearing people talking about racist stuff but then saying they aren't trying to be racist. Stupid girl in the front of the room: just shut the hell up

--and girl in the back row: your opinion isn't the only opinion, it is not necessarily the right opinion, so you can shut up too.

Bitter or Better

"those with the most difficulties have the greatest souls"

"life is either a daring adventure or nothing"

"the impossible just takes a little longer"

"you can be bitter, or you can be better"

"it was meant that life would be a challenge"

" a kick in the teeth may be the best thing for you"

"adversary is a preparation for greatness"

Technical Difficulties

So the power went out last night for a few hours around 8:30...too early to go to bed but too dark and stormy to do anything  outside so........Bart and I played Uno.

Now, this may not seem like a very exciting/blog worthy event, but have you ever tried to play Uno with a color-blind person in the dark when you only have a flashlight but you still can't really see anything? I didn't think so.

Our game went a little something like this

-there is a blue 3 on top of the pile-

-Bart puts down a green 7-

M-"it's blue babe, you put down a green"

B-"Oh, well what is this color?" (holds up card)

M-"blue, you can use that one"

-the color changes again-

B-"what color is that?"

M-"red, Do you realize how funny this is playing Uno in the dark when you cant see colors?"

B-"Don't make fun of me, it's a handicap"


And the rest of the game went along those lines. It was a very funny and entertaining night to say the least. Plus, Bart beat me at cards....which NEVER happens.

 Somewhat bright pictures because of the flash:

This is what it really looked like inside my room

it was the most fun I have ever had in the complete dark!