4.0=The Clash

Jim surprised me with a gift that brought tears to my eyes. For all my hard work and past 4.0s (I just think he couldn't wait until the end of this quarter to give it to me), he bought me the autobiography of The Clash, my favorite band. And it is even better because it is an Autobiography, they wrote it, it is not some journalist who did some digging. I am so happy and thankful for Jim who knows me soooo well it's freaky. Thank you honey and I love you!

PS-Can you see the aura around the book? It's a sign.

Jack the Ripper

Jack is my dad's new puppy. His official name is "Jack the Ripper". We got him as a present to dad for Christmas to help with the empty nest syndrome of Tayler leaving him for college. When he came in as my dad was opening his dog tags, he went right to my dad and jumped up on him, you couldn't have planned it if you wanted!

I'm in love with Jack. He's cute. He smells sometimes but I just find him incredibly entertaining. He's a good listener, but still needs work on not jumping on people and nipping at your toes. Other than that he's good to go. Potty trained (thanks Angie and Kelly), comes when you call him, stays when you tell him to stay (dad just taught him that one). People know that I despise animals, and now despise is too strong a word. I just only kind of not like them. I like watching them just not touching them. I forgot to mention that he is half border collie and half husky with blue eyes and great markings! He also has a gimp front leg and hops a long on it. But that doesn't slow him down! Fall in love with him.

Whit-tanny

Happy Birthday Whitney! I love you! Top five things I love about Whitney

1. She takes care of her turtle Tuga. And literally has brought her out of her shell..she's much more social now because of Whitney. Though I still find it creepy she sleeps with it. It's amazing she doesn't have samonella poisoning (see picture below).

2. Her shoe wall (see below) and obsession with fashion. Whitney can turn your closet into gold and recently she went to a client's house and did just that. Created styles from old stuff she had. She sees the big picture in terms of fashion. I don't. I'm boring according to her.

3. She can turn history into entertainment. I remember whit, tay, and i went to the SAM for the Roman exhibit and it was much more interesting because whitney knew everything about everyone of the Romans. Fascinating.

4. I appreciate her struggles in life right now, she's going to make it through. I'm proud that she recognizes them and doesn't wallow. She just keeps trekking.

5. Her ability to make me smile or anyone for that matter. She's just simply funny.

Tayler Tot aka Tay Tay

So my sister turned 18 last week. I love that kid. Whitney and I always seem to be so jealous of her beautiful face and amazing style that girl has! She is probably the only one that has Joe's jeans on at school thanks to Whitney. Don't worry I just learned about them yesterday. I will post a picture of her opening them. But what gets me more is that her favorite present was her ctr ring that jim and I bought her. This little fifteen dollar item and she is so proud of it.

I just wanted to brag to the world that my sister got into University of Oregon and University of Portland and a 50,000 thousand dollar scholarship to UofP. Yes you read that right 50,000!!!!! I think that may be her top school now...until we here from BYU! I had helped write her applications and as I was sitting there I realized that this girl is brilliant. Not in cool terms (though she is) but in goodness terms. She is a genuine person and anybody who comes in fifty feet of her can feel her aura. I love you Tayler and congratulations. I can't wait to see where you end up!

There will always be traffic

I used to be one of those people who enjoyed sitting in traffic. Usually because I always left so early and wasn't in any rush and I'm always listening to something good . I now despise it, and I only commute two to three days a week. I don't hate it while I'm sitting there. I hate it when my alarm goes off and I have to get up early because I know the traffic will be waiting for me. Last night with no traffic it took me 26 minutes to get home. This morning with traffic it took me one hour twenty-six minutes to get to work. There is something seriously wrong. I'm going to crack soon.