Happy New Year
Things I did today (the 31st of December)
1. Worked 4 hours
2.Packed and Moved some more stuff
3. Worked on a scholarship into the wee hours of the morning on New Year's Day. As I type this it is 2:07 am my time. Yikes!
4. Watched a 7 hour marathon on food network with my aunt in my pajamas! It was so fun!
5. Wished my fiancee a get well call and
6. In exactly 9 months we will be married!!!!!!
7. Tracked down some more lights at Target in clearance for my wedding! Thanks to everyone who has been looking exhaustingly...or just looking!
Friday, January 1, 2010
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Moving Day
Today Jim and I wasted our precious day off moving. Well actually I worked a little before I started moving my things to my lovely aunt and uncle's home in Bothell. They have graciously took me in and I think it will be a good thing for sure as they are some of my favorite people in this world, not to mention I will be closer to Jim, Jobs, future mother-in-law whom I adore, and school. So ultimately it is a good thing.
I just think I get overwhelmed with moving and boy do I have a lot of books. Books everywhere. Which equals heavy stuff and many boxes. My dear friend Diana helped me out with a ton of boxes which I promptly filled with books and now need some more. The good thing is I have about a week to do it the bad news is I have to make another trip to Selah to storage to store all my stuff!
Jim helped me with all the big things with the services of my mother's big red van, aka Fire Engine. It got that name, not because it was red and big but because my sister in the seventh grade was mortified to be seen in it and one day when she was dropped off at school the van had been pulling a garden hose behind it dragging it the entire 5 miles to school.
Anyway, so I'm moving! Bitter and Sweet at the same time. I will miss my Aunt I live with now tremendously. Her cooking, her funny stories, and her all around funness. She will be missed but won't be too far away!
I just think I get overwhelmed with moving and boy do I have a lot of books. Books everywhere. Which equals heavy stuff and many boxes. My dear friend Diana helped me out with a ton of boxes which I promptly filled with books and now need some more. The good thing is I have about a week to do it the bad news is I have to make another trip to Selah to storage to store all my stuff!
Jim helped me with all the big things with the services of my mother's big red van, aka Fire Engine. It got that name, not because it was red and big but because my sister in the seventh grade was mortified to be seen in it and one day when she was dropped off at school the van had been pulling a garden hose behind it dragging it the entire 5 miles to school.
Anyway, so I'm moving! Bitter and Sweet at the same time. I will miss my Aunt I live with now tremendously. Her cooking, her funny stories, and her all around funness. She will be missed but won't be too far away!
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Just some lyrics I like!
Happy Holidays everyone! This is my favorite Christmas Hymn
Historical Note: This hymn was written during the American civil war, as reflected by the sense of despair in the next to last stanza. Stanzas 4-5 speak of the battle, and are usually omitted from hymnals: The poetry of this renowned carol was crafted by the great American literary figure, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807-1882), in the midst of the American Civil War. On Christmas Day in 1863, Longfellow wrote the familiar lines in response to the horror of the bloody fratricidal conflict in general and to the personal tragedy of his son, Lieutenant Charles Appleton Longfellow, who was severely wounded in November 1862.
I heard the bells on Christmas day
Their old familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet the words repeat
Of peace on earth, good will to men.
And thought how, as the day had come,
The belfries of all Christendom
Had rolled along the unbroken song
Of peace on earth, good will to men.
Till ringing, singing on its way
The world revolved from night to day,
A voice, a chime, a chant sublime
Of peace on earth, good will to men.
And in despair I bowed my head
“There is no peace on earth,” I said,
“For hate is strong and mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good will to men.”
Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
“God is not dead, nor doth He sleep;
The wrong shall fail, the right prevail
With peace on earth, good will to men.”
Then from each black, accursed mouth
The cannon thundered in the South,
And with the sound the carols drowned
Of peace on earth, good will to men.
It was as if an earthquake rent
The hearth-stones of a continent,
And made forlorn, the households born
Of peace on earth, good will to men.
Historical Note: This hymn was written during the American civil war, as reflected by the sense of despair in the next to last stanza. Stanzas 4-5 speak of the battle, and are usually omitted from hymnals: The poetry of this renowned carol was crafted by the great American literary figure, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807-1882), in the midst of the American Civil War. On Christmas Day in 1863, Longfellow wrote the familiar lines in response to the horror of the bloody fratricidal conflict in general and to the personal tragedy of his son, Lieutenant Charles Appleton Longfellow, who was severely wounded in November 1862.
I heard the bells on Christmas day
Their old familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet the words repeat
Of peace on earth, good will to men.
And thought how, as the day had come,
The belfries of all Christendom
Had rolled along the unbroken song
Of peace on earth, good will to men.
Till ringing, singing on its way
The world revolved from night to day,
A voice, a chime, a chant sublime
Of peace on earth, good will to men.
And in despair I bowed my head
“There is no peace on earth,” I said,
“For hate is strong and mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good will to men.”
Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
“God is not dead, nor doth He sleep;
The wrong shall fail, the right prevail
With peace on earth, good will to men.”
Then from each black, accursed mouth
The cannon thundered in the South,
And with the sound the carols drowned
Of peace on earth, good will to men.
It was as if an earthquake rent
The hearth-stones of a continent,
And made forlorn, the households born
Of peace on earth, good will to men.
Friday, December 11, 2009
Witty vs. Funny
There are certain people in my life that bring out the funny in me. I don't know why but somehow around these people I am witty when usually people and myself included would not describe me as witty. However, these certain people also find me hilarious which is kind of funny to me because I'm not. I'm mostly surrounded by funny people which is the way it has always been. But when I get around Enrique (you know who you are), Jim my fiancee, Kyle F., Sara & Brady M., Karine W., or Chelsey S., we have a grand ole time laughing it up! Not to be confused with the word "fun." I am certainly fun! But Funny goes to my friends and relatives: Carren, Laura, Leah S., Mary, Kyle S., Graham, Kacey, Damon, Carly or Uncle Nate, just to name a few. And there are other people in which I am exactly the opposite, unfunny, as can be. Namely, when I am around my brother, sister-in-law, Uncle Nate, Dad, Tayler, Whitney. Oh wow, they are all family members! Perhaps, because they are all so witty and I just clam up and can't even crack a joke let alone tell one correctly. And then there is Jim. Jim always gets this surprised look on his face when I actually come up with something witty. Now I know people have different definitions of funny and I've been throwing "witty" out there too. I know I can be funny (mostly it is made up of people laughing at me and I'm okay with that) and it is very rare when I'm witty except when I am around those mentioned above. So to all the funny people out there I applaud your efforts. Keep making me laugh. I need it!
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Miracle or Hard Work?

There is a cool story behind this bloom of an orchid. Four years ago my aunt went to Hawaii and smuggled this orchid plant back on the plane somehow. Each year she was telling it to bloom and each year it would refuse. Also with each passing year she was getting more annoyed and threatening to throw it out. But she didn't and now in the fourth and almost final year it has miraculously bloomed. That has got to be some faith or love to the plant who taunted her for four years. I for one would have kicked it to the curb long ago but no, my aunt, kept on believing that it would bloom. And bloom it has!
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