I found him :)

5 guys in 5 days...

So, I've been on 5 dates (or hung out with) with 5 guys in 5 days. Each one of them is dramatically different, but has his own redeeming and attractive qualities.

I tell myself I've dated enough in my lifetime to know the kind of man I want to marry. When I have weeks like this one, I realize that there is so much more out there than what I already know. This scares the bejesus out of me because then I can't fathom settling down because I haven't explored all the options.

Now that's just silly. That's like saying "well, I haven't been to every country, explored every cave or climbed every mountain, laid on every beach, gone down every path, or created new paths where none once were, so there's no possible way I can decide to live in one place. You have to have a home, no matter what parts of the world you have yet to see. Home will always be home.

When the right man comes along, he becomes home, and the only place you really want to be. He becomes the safe haven, the comfort, the reliability, the sure and steady thing. All of those "trips" you took and places you visited become memories. Some are fun, some are dangerous, but they are memories. There will be no need to explore those other options, to try to conquer the unknown. You have found all you need to know, and you get to explore eternity with him.

Ahhh, one day.

Ohhhhh, Mexico

Way down here you need a reason to move
Feel a fool running your stateside games
Lose your load, leave your mind behind, baby james

View from our balcony

LEVI!!!

FOREST!!!!



So, I know I use that whole "life sucks" term pretty often, but lately it couldn't ring more true. However, I just had the grandest time with a group of friends down in Rocky Point, Mexico. Beautiful weather, great company, relatively drama-free. RELAXING! So now, I'm home and can get back to the real world and deal with all the crap life brings. At least I have an awesome tan.

The dashboard melted but we still have the radio.

Music is my boyfriend.

My friend Scott once told me that he and I would never work as a couple because he's a red and I'm a blue. He explained that it meant that I was emotionally driven. For instance, with music...I hear a song and I will always have an emotional tie if that song was playing when something important happened in my life. It's true. I'm pretty sure that any significant relationship I've ever had has a theme song. Every year of school, birthday parties, family gatherings, whathaveyou---I have a song for it.

Music has the power to uplift, motivate, depress, energize, encourage, frighten, enlighten, and so on. One of the best feelings in the world is getting in my car and blasting the radio with a song that makes me sing at the top of my lungs. It may not sound good to anyone else, but that is a high that I have yet to find anywhere else.

Music is my boyfriend.

Some crazy awesome band that opened for The Format

The Hot brother guy in Little Big Town

The Killers. Awesome show.

Work yesterday...

So, I worked last night and I was in the bar which was nice because everyone wanted to get drunk after the Suns bombed the 3rd game of the series. So, table 212 comes in, and the first thing I notice is the fatty rock on this lady's finger. I had been in a jewelry store a couple hours previous so they were on my mind. I could have ice skated on this diamond...no joke. So, the couple was pretty chatty, which was nice because when they came in I thought they would be really stuck up...first impression anyway. Anyhoo, they order a bottle of wine, an appetizer and an entree to share. I brought a dessert menu and they took for freakin' ever to choose, which was ok, cause I didn't have very many tables and I wasn't in any kind of hurry. Anyhoo, I walked by the table when the Suns were down by about 20 at the beginning of the 4th quarter. I made a funny joke about having fun watching the rest of the exciting game, and then turned back to them to explain my sarcasm and annoyance with the situation. "See, I'm a Braves fan. I grew up watching them excel and dominate in the regular season, and every year, they choked in the playoffs. 14 straight pennants and ONE world series championship. It's frustrating. Now, I have to deal with the Suns doing the same thing." The wife commented that it didn't matter as long as they played well and explained very nicely that no, that's not the case. What they do in the regular season means nothing if they can't bring home a ring or trophy. He chimed in with "I was just telling her the same thing." So, the lady points to the man and says "he used to play for the Braves." I looked at him, cocked my head and said "what's your name?" Albie Lopez and his wife were sitting at my table. No wonder her ring was the size of my eyeball. Albie is from Mesa, and only played for the Braves one year (2002) when he was traded from the D-Backs.

Nothing else. That's my story. It made my night. I have a pic on my cell phone but I have to download it first. I'll add it later. Peace out.

Procrastination leads to damnation...or flunking out of school.

It's not my fault that I couldn't sleep last night and as a result, woke up at 2 p.m. It's not my fault I sat in the Sonic parking lot on the phone with an old friend as opposed to being home getting ready for my best friend's surprise bday dinner. It's not my fault that I haven't created the flyer for the institute closing social or written my paper due at 10 a.m. tomorrow.

I work better under pressure.

I wish I were here.

Free fallin

My 3 year old nephew Jeremy passed away one week ago today. He was perfect. He's got a front row seat in HF's big show. It was my first funeral, and I wish it were my last, but I'm the youngest of nine kids. I have parents, aunts, siblings, and heaven forbid, more neices and nephews that could go before me. This is a poem that Jeremy's day care friends wrote for him. Think: "Oh the places you'll go" from the point of view of a 3 year old boy with cerebral palsy who just landed on "free parking." I love him. I miss him.

Carry me Jeremy, to Heaven and Beyond…


Hurray for heaven, yes I said hurray for today
I'm off to great places, I'm off and away

I'm on my way up!
I'm seeing great sights
I'll join the high fliers
Who soar to high heights!

I am happy to say and I say it with great delight
I no longer drink Pediasure day and night.
Cupcakes, pizza and hot dogs now cross my lips,
And unlike you, I do not worry, how wide are my hips?

At school, my fire truck bed is parked in its space,
My blankets and pillows are in the same place.

No longer will I have to wiggle and stiffen my body at school
Just to squeeze in that kid cart
That we know is not cool.
Protruding foam and adorned with duct tape,
A good impression on a hot therapist this wheelchair will not make.

I'm now flying up and up, higher than the crows
However I say I do not miss that hose for my nose.
All that poking and prodding for one little booger,
Ladies can't you please leave me alone and give me some sugar!

At Christmas, I had the starring role in the play,
Even though I had not a line to say.
Oh it had to be such a sight,
When the audience witnessed a forty-eight inch baby Jesus that night!
My cast members and friends sang happy birthday with such beauty
I just know everyone had to think he's a cutie patootie

Mrs .Ann and Mrs. Albertha I love you bunches
You knew me so well and always followed your hunches.
Each of you loved me more each day,
You both did your best keeping crying babies and therapists at bay.

You blew bubbles for me and strolled me around
A boy like me could never be down.


My mommy knew just how to style my hair
That oh so wild "do" that only a mother and son could share.
Let's not forget the good looks passed down from my dad,
All the girls in ballet thought I was quite the lad.

The time has come
The time is now
For me to go
I know just how.

The angels have built a Learning Treehouse Three
And they built it all just for me!!

I now run and play outside in the sunshine and rain
I do not worry about sickness and pain.
No diapers are needed; I can lounge in the buff,
And I think to myself, this isn't too rough.

I will watch over Ronin and my dog Nero too,
My mommy and daddy need not feel blue.
Although it will feel like we are apart,
I will be your guardian angel and live forever in your heart.