PoH day 2

Its quite apparent we are in a recession. Last night I was able to go though 10 houses in 3 hours. Yes, they were in the south end of the county, not the most expensive homes. But last time in 6 homes I took 30 odd pics, this time only 22. Tonight I am off to alpine/highland, so here's hoping. I was told some of the rules about homeowners not being able to stay in their homes during the parade are being bent and the homes are not as luxurious as previous years. Also every time I would exit a home (they have vendors in the garages) I would be asked 'so you got to come alone?' ugh yeah. 'wow that must be nice no kids, people slowing you up...' why is it that if you look over 18 in UT county you must be married with kids? I know its trendy but .... anyhow....

Oh I forgot to add this to the previous post, as I was returning from viewing the fist home I realized I had left my keys in my car. My car is psycho and locks the doors immediately after you shut the door- darn automatic locks. So I had to call the police and have them come and let me back in, guess I was just too excited to go and look at homes. Luckily I was in Orem and the po-po come and do it for free.

More pics have been added just click on 'here' from the previous post.

It's that time again

It's UC PARADE OF HOMES.
Last night I went to about 6 homes, wasn't all that impressed some homes I couldn't get out fast enough. There was one home that I loved, but it was also because of the builder, Hatfield Homes. I just love their homes each year, its probably because they have such a southern/colonial feel to them. From the second you see the house you feel warm and invited, you step into the house and you can feel the warmth of a home. Its amazing. Most of their homes are located in the same subdivision in Lindon. I like it because the homes don't look like every other home in Utah. When I build my house I think I'll go through them or at least pick their designers brain. If you want to take a look at the 38 pics I did take at the homes I visited last night click here (its picasa). I will update with new pictures soon. I do apologize, I am no photographer.

LaGooN DAY

Yesterday was Lagoon Day for teachers and students(tickets were 1/2 price- 25.00 for the day). Thankfully Cindy, my roommate is a teacher, so we got to go!!! I took a vacation day because I was about to pull all my hair out. Taking a 5 1/2 week 4 credit class was not the brightest thing I have done. We got to the park around nine and hit just about every ride. There were a few lines, but nothing too bad and the weather was perfect. We met up with some of the other teachers at Cindy's school and as we walked around the park or waited in line, some of them mentioned that there used to be this and that, but now its this, kinda stuff. Like there used to be paddle boats in the lake (i would call it a pond) or the White Coaster that is made out of wood, and was at one point painted white has been there since the 1920s. It was a great look into the past, to see how far we have come. From the simple technology of a wooden coaster, and the Carousel to the new air brushed painted rides that defy gravity.

As we were walking through the park and I was enjoying a day off in the middle of the week I kept thinking I am in the wrong major. For someone who lives for summer, the pools, the outside birthdays, water fights, water parks, practically anything outdoors, why did I choose a major that its busiest time is summer??? As I contemplated this I remember that I LOVE my major, I cant see myself sitting at a desk for the rest of my life and I don't know if I could handle 30 different personalities raised 30 different ways stuck in a classroom for 8 hours and then having to go home and continue working and preparing - just because the bell rings, it doesn't mean the work day is over, and for the pay- I don't know but I think teachers get the raw end of the deal, yes they get the summer off if they choose but the pay stinks!!! but then again I could be the shop(woodworking) / home education (cooking, sewing) teacher... humm.

Watermelon and Grandpa Brossette

Last night I bought a watermelon on the way home from work, the 1st of the season. As I was cutting it into bite size pieces, I realized that I was throwing the rind away, now to anyone this probably means nothing, but it took me back to my childhood. I can remember practically any time we went over to Grandma and Grandpa Brossette's house in the summer or spent the night Grandma would always have fresh watermelon for us to snack on. Grandpa, wearing either a blue, navy or Khaki Dickies jumpsuit, would be sitting in the corner of the kitchen eating his cheese and crackers while we snacked on watermelon and blackberries. Grandpa would always remind us to save the rind so that he could take them back to his worm farm in the backyard. It was a shed half was used for lawn care stuff and the other side had a deep freezer, and 2 barrels full of dirt and worms covered with wet newspaper. He would always take us back with him so we could see the worms and place the rind down for the worms. Then later we would go back out and dig for worms to take fishing with us. One way I could always find Grandpa's house was that he had a 'Worms for Sale' sign above his carport. And when we would play in their backyard we always had to be careful of the shed and not to run into where the worms were. Cutting that watermelon reminded me of the countless hours we spent in their backyard, the scary dog next door, and the countless fishing lines I got stuck in the trees when we would go fishing and how much patience my Grandpa had with me while not only fishing, but putting the worm on the hook and taking the fish off, if I ever caught anything.

DONE... well for a few days

FINALS are finished, now its just a waiting game to see if those low cut shirts and endless flirty blinks worked enough to get me a passing grade.

Some things I've learned this semester:
-Saturday morning classes lose their luster when it is a Power Point presentation every week.
-Having friends with the same sense of humor makes the class period go by faster.
-Writing and passing notes during a lecture not only happens in middle school but in college also
-It is exciting and self-esteem building when 2 guys fight over who gets to be in a group with you, then go and beg the teacher to let it be a group of 3.
-Tearing up does have its benefits

Wish Me luck!!! grades are out in a week or so (just as summer classes begin) JOY!

For Sale: Miss Independent

So I should be working on math homework/test because they are due at 11:59pm Saturday night, but I need a break from school. So what else could my topic be about if its not on school? well you guessed it, guys. This past weekend I went on a blind date, and it was bad! I compare blind dates to somewhat like a business dinner, you want to show your best side and only promote the best qualities- practically trying to sale yourself.
A friend of mine a work has been wanting to set us up for about 6 months now, so Saturday we went ice skating. I love ice skating, or so I thought. I fell 3 times with the last time a checkup by the arena safety patrol. It wasn't all that bad, I didn't get embarrassed or anything I just got back on my feet until I would fall again. It didn't help the guy I was with was a master skater. After skating we had to run by Sam's Club for some ice cream for his ward social the next day. I guess when you get to our age (hes 30) you kinda forget about the whole debate of can I really let them know who I am, and you just say this is me take it or leave it- why waste our time, if something like going to the grocery store is going to change the way you feel about me. While we were there we stopped to look at the cakes, because of the Cake Wreck blog I have to check. He brought up the point that every time he would walk faster to catch up with me (I was walking next to the cart) I would in turn walk faster. I explained, that's where I usually stand when grocery shopping. He also pointed out that each time I fell and he offered his help I would reply 'I'm okay, I can do it' and then get up w/o any help from him. He said I was very independent, and asked when did I become that way? He asked in a nice way, he wasn't a jerk, actually he was a gentleman, a big surprise for Utah.
I have never thought of myself as the independent type. When I think of independent I think of Libby, Manda, and Kelly, who does/says what she wants. I always envied that about them, that thy could say no, that they could just go out and do anything. Conference weekend they talked to me about buying a house...me buy a HOUSE?!?!?! no I could never do that.... but then after what this guy said about me being so independent...
Then today at work ask I was talking with a couple of guys one asked my age and I told him I was 25 and he asked if I had a serious boyfriend. I said no, and then the guy that set me and the ice skating dude up was like, 'but she does date' and the guy who asked my age was like well whats wrong with you? you probably scare the guys away.
DO I?????
I didn't think I gave on a 'man-eater/hater' vibe.
I responded well, maybe its the fact that I am a CM major. The guy that set me up on the blind date then did the default... 'well just have patience and he'll come along' speech. But then the subject changed and never came back. How do I scare guys away? Have I become to independent that I refuse help?
Really I didn't need this going into finals week!!! I give up. I'm 20 credits/8 months away from being a college graduate. I am about to accomplish something not everyone gets to do.

Everything's amazing, nobody's happy

Ok, Cindy sent this to me on facebook, its a video from Conan. Its pretty funny and makes you think how spoiled we really are and how much we take for granted the advancement of technology. It makes me wonder what is it going to be like in 30 years? what will replace cell phones? Cars? Computers? Planes? Everything. Will ADD and ADHD be as common as breathing? The possibilities are endless.