I Hate Snow!!!!

Well winter has finally made an appearance in Utah and I am already ready for it go away and never come back.  I know that this is a wish that will never come true but wouldn’t it be nice if there was never anymore snow in Utah!?!?!  Ok I guess it can come in the mountains. . . but other than that it needs to just go away.  It doesn’t serve any purpose when it falls down here in the valleys.  It makes driving to and from work harder than it really has to be.  Is it really that hard for people to remember year to year how to drive in it???  I seem to do it and so do others but more than not people get totally confused and drive to fast or too slow.  I will take the too slow people because they won’t kill me it is the idiots that drive 80 MPH and then wonder why when they hit the brakes they cause major accidents and issues for those of use that are trying to make it alive.  I mean it can’t be that hard to figure out that if it is icy and snowing you shouldn’t drive 100 MPH on the freeway.  Where do these idiots live that can’t seem to figure it out?? I wanna go and hit them upside the head and tell them that this happens every year and every year you idiots do the same thing!  Figure it out so I don’t die or get my car wrecked again because you forgot how to use your brain.  I know every person has one!  I just think most people forget to use them.  
Well I feel all better now!  Glad I could get that off of my chest!

Have a great rest of your Tuesday!

LOL

Random Tuesdays and Post It Notes

Well It is Tuesday and I am going to combine the two post into one so that I don’t have so many post in one day.  So for the random thoughts part of the post here it goes.

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  • Why do drivers have to text and drive all the damn time.  I mean last week I almost died several times because people are too busy texting to realize that the traffic was stopping.  It is sure getting old almost dying all the time on the way home from work.  I really don’t wanna have to get out of my car bitch slap someone because they wrecked my car.  
  • I am trying to figure out how to go back to school.  Why can’t they just give out free money for school that doesn’t take forever to find or apply for.  I mean good hell I live at home and I am totally broke but I still don’t qualify for government grants or anything like that.  It is starting to be a total joke anymore.
  • Is the whole world full of idiots that don’t know how to think or say smart things.  I mean come on half of the stuff that comes out of some peoples mouths totally suck ass.
  • Why can’t doctor’s find something that will stop my headaches.  I try and cut out soda but I keep going back to it because the only thing that will control the headaches is caffiene.  Anyone got any ideas of things to do for a headache?  
  • I need to find a back doctor so that I am not always in pain with my back either.  You look at what I post and you would think I was 75! LOL When I am actually only 24 almost 25.
  • My goal for the next week is to try and be positive!  I am actually going to give it a shot but we will see how well I do at it!  Scratch that last thought I am going to do great at it!!!!!!

Well there are the two Tuesdays posts that I usually do.  I am be told that I post too much so I am going to try and combine as many things as I can some days!
Hope everyone has a great Tuesday!

MEme Mondays- Scary

Well it is Monday again and that means it is time for All About MEme Monday.  If you want to follow along and do this with the rest of us head on over to MommyBrain  and link up and grab the button!  I find this is great for giving me something to talk about because I can never seem to think of things to say on Mondays!  Here are a list of the topics that she posted.  You can choose one and write about it.  This is a Halloween edition!
  • Tell us the scariest thing that has ever happened to you.
  • Make a list of things that terrify you.
  • Write about things from your childhood that still haunt you today.
I am going to make a list of things that terrify me!
  • Spiders
  • Heights
  • Big dogs
  • Horses
  • Drowning
  • Being homeless
  • Losing my job
  • Developing PML from the MS medication that I am on.
  • Losing my kitty girls
  • Losing a friend
  • My Grandparents that raised me passing away
  • What will happen to me after I die
  • People alive or dead
  • Anatomy class  
  • Getting run over

These are the things that terrify me  the most, but those of you that know me know that I am scared of a lot of things.   This is because I am scared of people and social settings.  Even posting to this blog is super scary for me! 

Well now for an update on me and what is going on in my life.  Last week totally sucked ass that is for sure.  It seemed like I couldn’t get anything done at work or at home.  I was so looking forward to this weekend and football games but as it turns out I couldn’t watch any of them.  Oh well there is always next weekend and it isn’t the end of the world that is for sure.
The girls have sure been on one this last week that is for sure.  They are always playing around and doing things they know they shouldn’t but no one but me stops them so they are becoming quite the little monsters.  I know they are hating this new weather.  I am sure that they are wanting it to be warm again.  Neither of them will stay out very long anymore but they are always going out and running back in the house at 100 MPH.
I am so not looking forward to driving in the winter this year.  I am so paranoid after my accident that I wish I never had to drive again.  I have almost be rear end so many times this past week that the winter should be lovely this year.  Maybe I need to buy a truck for the winter time so that I don’t have to worry about my car getting wrecked.  
This week is Halloween and as far as I am concerned it is one of the worst holidays out there.  I have never liked it.  It has always bugged me and made weird things happen in my life.  It is the one night of the year that truely scares me and makes me not wanna leave the house.  I wish that I could just hid and come out when it is over and the world is back to normal. 

I hope everyone is having a great Monday!

Over The Top

As I was reading Confessions of a Semi-Slacker Mom she got this award and tagged all of her new  followers from Blerapy.  Since this included me I took it.  This is my second award!  I love getting them!  It makes me feel like people are reading this blog.

Here are the rules:

Use only one word (or 2), pass along to six favorite bloggers, and tell ‘em you did so.

So, here we go:

1. Where is your cell phone?
Floor
2. Your hair?
Pony Tail
3. Your mother?
Funny
4. Your father?
Cold
5. Your favorite food?
Pizza
6. Your dream last night?
None
7. Your favorite drink?
Dr Pepper
8. Your dream/goal?
Good Health
9. What room are you in?
Bed Room
10. Your hobby?
Blogging
11. Your fear?
PML
12. Where do you want to be in six years?
Alive
13. Where were you last night?
Home
14. Something that you aren’t?
Confident
15. Muffins?
Can’t Eat
16. Wish list item?
Laptop
17. Where did you grow up?
Utah
18. Last thing you did?
Changed Sheets
19. What are you wearing?
T-Shirt
20. Your TV?
Old
21. Your pets?
Cats
22. Friends?
Fabulous
23. Your life?
Stressful
24. Your mood?
Happy
25. Missing someone?
Husbad
26. Vehicle?
Scion
27. Something you’re not wearing?
Shoes
28. Your favorite store?
Target
29. Your favorite color?
Purple
30. When was the last time you laughed?
Today
31. Last time you cried?
YEsterday
32. Your best friend?(s)
Misti
33. One place that I could go over and over?
Yellow Stone
34. One person who emails you regularly?
Misti
35. Favorite place to eat?
Cafe Rio

Now who to tag. . . Since I don’t have a lot of followers anyone who wants to do this should do it! Can’t wait to see who does

Football

I hate Comcast!  They made it so no one but them has versus so that means I couldn’t watch either of my teams play today!  I am hoping that I can watch the Colts play tomorrow.  If not I am going to be super pissed off.  That would make this a weekend with no football.  That is never a good weekend.  I needed a good weekend to after the week I had but I guess it wasn’t meant to be.

UPDATE- It looks likes the Colts aren’t playing on TV so this means I was a horrible weekend with no football.  What a waste of a weekend. Oh well guess we will try again next weekend.

Stealing Sundays

Well as I was reading my blogs today I found this and I thought it would be fun to try it and follow along today.  If you want to follow along head on over to Stealing Sundays.

Sunday Stealing: The Halloween Meme

1. What is your favorite written work of horror fiction?
The only one I ever read it Frankenstein
2. What is your favorite work of science fiction/fantasy?
Harry Potter
3. Who is your favorite monster?
Don’t know that I really have one
4. What is your favorite Horror movie?
Poltergist
5. What horror movie gives you the most chills?
Poltergist
6. What character from any horror film would you most like to play?
The little girl in Poltergist.
7. Freddy or Jason?
Jason
8. What is your favorite Halloween treat?
Carmel Apples
9. Ghosts or goblins?
Ghosts
10. Friendly-faced jack-o’-lantern or scary one?
Friendly
11. What is your scariest encounter with the paranormal?
When I saw one in my hall way
12. Do you believe in ghosts? Why or why not?
Yes, because I have seen them
13. Would you rather be a zombie, alien, or psycho?
Psycho
14. Favorite Halloween costume?
Army Woman
15. Best thing about Halloween?
Nothing!
16. Person in your family who most likes Halloween (not counting yourself)?
Brother
17. Are you superstitious?
Sure am
18. Share an unusual Halloween story.
Don’t have any
19. What did you do for Halloween as a kid?
Went Trick or Treating
20. What’s the best Halloween party that you’ve attended?
I have never been to one
Thank you for playing this week on Sunday Stealing! Please leave a comment or link when you have posted. Feel free to stop back and visit other player’s posts. Have a great week. See you next Sunday!

*** Forgive the typo’s my brain isn’t working!  So sorry!***

Six Word Saturday


It has been a bad week!
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I hope next week is better!

Totally Stressed

This week has totally sucked and I am so ready to pull my hair out.  It seems like nothing is going right.  Just when things started to look up for me they always seem to take turns for the worst.  I am trying to keep my head up through it all but it never seems to get better no matter how hard I seem to try.  I mean just when I was going to be able to buy a lap top for myself I went and wrecked my car.  Now I owe my Grandparents $500 dollars and I am never going to be able to get a lap top.  Right after the accident my health insurance decided to be stupid and now I trying to deal with and keep all the new bills straight.  I am being billed for things that I have already paid or things that they need to pay.  Who knew that insurance companies could suck as bad as this one does.  It seems like they like to create problems and then play stupid when I call them for the 100th time.  I also amazes me how papers and notes just disappear.  I wish I could make my bills just disappear like the insurance company makes notes and papers disappear.  I am going to have to work on figuring out how they do it so that I can do it for myself.
Work is also really stressful and I am left wondering everyday if I am going to have a job the next day.  It is starting to get scary and I know my time with the company is probably coming to an end.   I really have no idea what I will do if I am to lose my job.  I know that unemployment will take care of me for awhile but I don’t know if that will be enough to keep my head above water until I can find a new job.  I guess all I can do is wait and hope that it doesn’t happen and if it does that I will be able to find a job quickly.
I know this post is basically just me bitching but I need to get things off of my chest and write how I feel.  This blog is therapy for me and if you don’t like it then don’t read it!  Ok don’t do that but just leave rude comments or what not.  I can handle that.
Hope everyone has a great weekend!

The Sandpiper

by Robert Peterson  
  
She was six years old when I first met her on the beach near where I live.  
I drive to this beach, a distance of three or four miles, whenever the world 
 
begins to close in on me.  She was building a sand castle or something 
 
and looked up, her eyes as blue as the sea. 

  
“Hello,” she said. 

  
I answered with a nod, not really in the mood to bother with a small child.. 

  
“I’m building,” she said. 

  
“I see that.  What is it?”  I asked, not really caring. 

  
“Oh, I don’t know, I just like the feel of sand.” 

  
That sounds good, I thought, and slipped off my shoes. 

  
A sandpiper glided by. 

  
“That’s a joy,” the child said. 

  
“It’s a what?”

  
“It’s a joy.  My mama says sandpipers come to bring us joy.”

  
The bird went gliding down the beach.  Good-bye joy, I muttered to myself,
hello pain, and turned to walk on.  I was depressed, my life seemed
completely out of balance.

  
“What’s your name?”  She wouldn’t give up.

  
“Robert,” I answered.  “I’m Robert Peterson.”

  
“Mine’s Wendy… I’m six.”

  
“Hi, Wendy.”

  
She giggled.  “You’re funny,” she said.

  
In spite of my gloom, I laughed too and walked on..
Her musical giggle followed me. 
  
“Come again, Mr. P,” she called.  “We’ll have another happy day.”

  
The next few days consisted of a group of unruly Boy Scouts, PTA meetings,
and an ailing mother.  The sun was shining one morning as I took my hands out
of the dishwater..  I need a sandpiper, I said to myself, gathering up my coat. 

  
The ever-changing balm of the seashore awaited me.  The breeze was
chilly but I strode along, trying to recapture the serenity I needed.

  
“Hello, Mr.. P,” she said.  “Do you want to play?”

  
“What did you have in mind?” I asked, with a twinge of annoyance.

  
“I don’t know.  You say.”  

  
“How about charades?”  I asked sarcastically.

  
The tinkling laughter burst forth again.  “I don’t know what that is.”

  
“Then let’s just walk.”

  
Looking at her, I noticed the delicate fairness of her face..
“Where do you live?” I asked.

  
“Over there.”  She pointed toward a row of summer cottages.

  
Strange, I thought, in winter.

  
“Where do you go to school?”

  
“I don’t go to school..  Mommy says we’re on vacation” 

  
She chattered little girl talk as we strolled up the beach, but my mind was
on other things.  When I left for home, Wendy said it had been a happy day.
Feeling surprisingly better, I smiled at her and agreed.

  
Three weeks later, I rushed to my beach in a state of near panic.  I was in no
mood to even greet Wendy..  I thought I saw her mother on the porch and felt
like demanding she keep her child at home.

  
“Look, if you don’t mind,” I said crossly when Wendy caught up with me, “I’d
rather be alone today.”  She seemed unusually pale and out of breath.

  
“Why?” she asked.

  
I turned to her and shouted, “Because my mother died!” and thought,
My God, why was I saying this to a little child?

  
“Oh,” she said quietly, “then this is a bad day.”

  
“Yes,” I said, “and yesterday and the day before and — oh, go away!”

  
“Did it hurt?” she inquired. 

  “Did what hurt?” I was exasperated with her, with myself. 

  “When she died?” 

  “Of course it hurt!” I snapped, misunderstanding,  
wrapped up in myself.  I strode off. 

  A month or so after that, when I next went to the beach, she wasn’t there.  
Feeling guilty, ashamed, and admitting to myself I missed her, I went up 
 
to the cottage after my walk and knocked at the door.  A drawn looking 
 
young woman with honey-colored hair opened the door. 

  “Hello,” I said, “I’m Robert Peterson.  I missed your little girl today  
and wondered where she was.” 

  “Oh yes, Mr. Peterson, please come in.  Wendy spoke of you so much.  
I’m afraid I allowed her to bother you.  If she was a nuisance, 
 
please, accept my apologies.” 

  “Not at all -! she’s a delightful child.”  I said, suddenly realizing  
that I meant what I had just said. 

  “Wendy died last week, Mr. Peterson..  She had leukemia  
Maybe she didn’t tell you.” 

  Struck dumb, I groped for a chair.  I had to catch my breath. 

  “She loved this beach, so when she asked to come, we couldn’t say no.  
She seemed so much better here and had a lot of what she called happy days. 
 
But the last few weeks, she declined rapidly…” Her voice faltered, “She left 
  
something for you, if only I can find it.  Could you wait a moment while I look?” 

  I nodded stupidly, my mind racing for something to say to this lovely young  
woman.  She handed me a smeared envelope with “MR. P” printed in bold 
 
childish letters.  Inside was a drawing in bright crayon hues — a yellow beach, 
 
a blue sea, and a brown bird.  Underneath was carefully printed: 

  A SANDPIPER TO BRING YOU JOY. 

  Tears welled up in my eyes, and a heart that had almost forgotten to love  
opened wide.  I took Wendy’s mother in my arms.  “I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry, 
 
I’m so sorry,” I uttered over and over, and we wept together.  The precious little 
 
picture is framed now and hangs in my study.  Six words — one for each year 
 
of her life — that speak to me of harmony, courage, and undemanding love. 

  A gift from a child with sea blue eyes and hair the color of sand  
- who taught me the gift of love. 
 





  
NOTE: This is a true story sent out by Robert Peterson.  It happened over 20  
years ago and the incident changed his life forever.  It serves as a reminder 
 
to all of us that we need to take time to enjoy living and life and each other. 
 
The price of hating other human beings is loving oneself less. 

  Life is so complicated, the hustle and bustle of everyday traumas  
can make us lose focus about what is truly important 
 
or what is only a momentary setback or crisis. 

  This week, be sure to give your loved ones an extra hug, and by all means,  
take a moment….. even if it is only ten seconds, to stop and smell the roses. 

  This comes from someone’s heart, and is read by many   
and now I share it with you… 

  ; May God Bless everyone who receives this!  There are NO coincidences! 

  Everything that happens to us happens for a reason.  Never brush aside  anyone as insignificant.  Who knows what they can teach us?  




  
I wish for you, a sandpiper.