Happy Birthday To Me . . .

I had a very pleasant birthday yesterday. Nothing outrageous; just chill easy going. Cassaundra, Kendra, and I went shopping and I got some very cute things for cheap. Cassaundra took me to see Twilight, I really enjoyed the first few books, and we drank cocktails later at the house with Mike. Nothing too much. Last year my birthday/new year's was a complete train wreck, so I was in no mood to repeat that again. The run-down of last years mess: drunk "best-friend" finds out that her man has been sleeping around, my boyfriend at the time had to work and made no effort at all to do anything nice for me, and I paid for most of the drinks. Blah. I love you Jen, but I am soooo glad to be finished with the drama that surrounds Boise!

Snow Days

I have been super swamped at work for the past two days because I missed one stinking day from being snowed in. I am not kidding when I say we could not get out of the front door of my parents house the day after Christmas. It was insane. The snow drift that runs alongside the house was easily twelve feet high. Completely massive. The wind was crazy too which made the conditions of the roads even worse. The snow drifted between the houses, into the bed of my Dad's truck, and into the street. My Dad's truck was completely burried. There was a snow plow, a tractor, and about four trucks that were stuck on the very top flat part of the mountain. This is a large part why we couldn't get home. Being snowed in makes me feel all anxious and panicky. I do not love it! The pictures I took don't look as bad as I am saying, but I swear they are.

I have decided that I am going to keep my Mustang, and buy something with either four-wheel or all-wheel drive. I haven't moved the Mustang in weeks because of the snow and it really bugs me that I keep driving my sister's car all over. Blah. My Dad agrees with me so I am hoping that he will help me get a different vehicle. I am crossing my fingers.

I made Christmas cards. I promise I did. I forgot to take them to the post office and I didn't buy stamps so Mike couldn't mail them for me either. So, I have a small stack of cards that are sitting on the kitchen table looking rather pathetic and lonely. I am so lame sometimes.

Christmas was really good though. I love seeing my family, and Mexican food on Christmas Eve is my favorite tradition of all time. It was good to see my Grandfather, who is looking really tough these days, and my Aunt who is basically on her death bed. Sad to say, but completely true. I would be surprised if she makes it to February. We actually thought she was going to die a few months ago so it is a complete miracle that she has made it this long. Sad.

I came home to a trashed house. Boys are messy, and I can't stand it. So I am thinking of spending today cleaning. But then again, it's my birthday so to hell with that!

Update

I have a zillion stories that I need to get out; and no time to do it in! Here is a very quick update:

1. I have been snowed in at my parents house since Christmas Eve
2. The Christmas cards were a failure/success
3. Christmas was pretty good this year
4. I hate coming home to a messy house
5. I need a new car
6. Snow removal in the state of Idaho is something to be desired

I have to go to work ASAP but I am hoping to be very bored and have lots of time to write stuff and post some pretty awesome pictures! Hope you all had a Jolly Christmas!

Getting Crafty

Day 1 being out of school:

I am getting anxious. I feel I need to be moving at all times. I am actually going to make Christmas cards. So...if you are reading this send me your address so you can get one of my amazing cards.

The End

I will be finished with school in a little less than four hours. I have a presentation I have to make in a while and then I will be done. I am pretty relieved . . . I think. I actually don't know what I am going to do with myself. I think as soon as January rolls around I am going to start to feel stir crazy. I am too used to doing full time school and work, that the extra time my possibly drive me nuts. I am going to have to grow up now. This is the most depressing part. People are starting to expect different things from me now that I am finished with school. I am not sure what they expect, and they don't seem to know either when I ask for their input. Eck. Now I feel like I am going to hyperventilate because of my lack of direction. Blah.

Ignorance and Bliss

Is ignorance really bliss? I have been having this internal battle with myself all day and I am undecided. I am not really going to go into my reasoning behind why this has been plaguing me right now; but I would like someone elses two cents worth on this.

If there is something going on behind your back that you should probably be aware of but currently are ignorant to it, are you better off not knowing and staying happy or are you better off finding out and being upset?

Fine Table Linens

So I was walking around Ross the other day and I saw this package and for some reason it struck me as hysterical.

Above the word Prego it says 'Fine Table Linens.' Why the hell would you name table linens Prego?? When someone says Prego isn't the very first thing that pops into your mind a pregnant lady? I just don't get it.

Ferret Love

Somehow Kendra and I ended up at the pet store today. This is what happened . . .

Kendra bought a ferret. For the record; I have been very against getting a ferret for some time now. Mike also has wanted a ferret, which has not helped Kendra in wanting to get one even more. It has actually feuled her wanting one. "Mike wants one so you want one," is the most common response I get. Whatev. I had a bad experience with one when I was in grade school, and have not liked them ever sense. Unfortunately, this one loves me. I did hold her and I don't hate her. I think after some time I will be a bit less skittish around her.

Any ideas for a name?

Education

I realized something today. My education has not been completely useless. I know this is coming from no where, but it is something I have been struggling with for a while now. I am not where I expected myself to be concerning college. I will be finished for a bit in a few weeks, and I can't help but feel that I have ran my ass off for four and half years and gotten hardly anywhere. That is another story for another day. Back to my point.

I attended a seminar today on how to be a better supervisor. I am oddly pleased to say that I was bored for a little over six hours of my life. Everything that the instructor talked about I had covered more in depth in my college courses. I am starting to think I should take back some of the nasty things I said about my college experience.

I am thankful, however, that I did not pay a penny for the seminar. My company paid for myself and my general manager to go; and I am seriously hoping that he got something out of it because I know, as well as he does, that he needs some help on some basic managerial functions.

Anyways, I am more greatful today than I have been in a really long time about the education I have recieved at Idaho State.

Thanksgiving weekend

I love going home for the weekend. I come back feeling more relaxed.

Thanksgiving was fun. I love seeing my family. We always have a good time. We got to my parents house on Saturday pretty early and started making apetizers. We were all in charge of bringing something and Mike is practically the best cook on the face of the planet, so I got to sit back and do nothing. Mike made wings with the greatest cranberry sauce any of us have ever had, along with these little edible cup things filled with stuff. Tasty. They actually didn't last long at all. My family isn't planning on getting rid of Mike anytime soon!

The horrible part is that my uncle and his girlfriend were sick and couldn't come, my cousin and his wife couldn't come, Mike slept through dinner, and my aunt got in a car wreck on the way to dinner. I got made fun of for drinking vodka though. I guess that is better than drinking a bottle and half of wine like I managed to do last Thanksgiving.

My Grandmother required all of us to show up with a photo album so we could look at funny pictures of all of us. I will get my hands on some and figure out how to put them on here.

I did find something amazing in the metropolis of Albion, Idaho though; hazelnut Rogue beer. I am a beer enthusiast, and I had no idea that Rogue made a hazelnut beer! I almost cried I was so excited.

Thanksgiving . . .

Happy Thanksgiving!

I truly do love Thanksgiving. I spend time with my family (I don't get to do that very often anymore), and relax. I always go to my parents house with my mother's side of the family. We cram twenty people into a small house and wander in circles aimlessly, trying to talk as much as we possibly can. I miss them all so much and have so much to say that most of the time I try to sit back and listen. You would be surprised how much can be said in such a short amount of time.

I have to wait for the endless chatter. I can't go home until Saturday and that is historically, when our family does Thanksgiving. Two days couldn't go any slower than this.

Fear and Loathing in . .

I have been meaning to start one of these blog-thingys for a while now. Meg and Jen are mainly to blame for this along with my lack of creative outlets. Now I am going to rant and rave and cause Internet havoc. Probably not; but I am sure that some odd things will come of me sharing my bizarre happenings of life. On with the show. . .

Mike and I rented Gonzo, a documentary on Hunter S. Thompson the other night and I was very impressed. For the two people that may possibly read this, Hunter S. Thompson was a great journalist and covered a wide array of topics. His most famous work is obviously Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. He rode with the Hell's Angels for a period of time and covered the election of 1972. Read some of his stuff if you ever get the chance, I find him very interesting and pretty comical at most times. He has a good perspective on a lot of issues.

One of favorite quotes from him is, "I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence, or insanity to anyone, but they've always worked for me." Seriously, check his stuff out. The documentary was extremely interesting, I suggest starting with that. It gives good insight into what the man was about. I actually bought the autobiography Gonzo for Mike a few months ago and I haven't had a chance to read it yet. Mike loved it, and he never reads.