This past weekend, and few friends and I went down to Vegas. The main purpose: to see Garth Brooks, live. It was INCREDIBLE. I'm still on a concert high. He sounds good on the radio and CD, and since he's been retired, you'd think it wouldn't be that good. But WOW, it was waaaaaay better in person that I could have ever even hoped for. His sound is perfect. He is a true performer and entertainer. We were eating out of his hands. Oh yeah! His wife, Trisha Yearwood came out. WOW. She rocked 2 songs, one with him, the other a solo "She's in Love With the Boy." Love that song! He ended with "The Dance" and I was in love...and then highly surprised that 2 hours went by so quickly. Definitely one of the coolest things I've ever experienced. I am grateful for Garth Brooks.
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Thursday, October 14, 2010
ShopKo
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Changes
1. My job - no more data entry that I have been doing, but more data privacy - which is actually kind of fun and I'm enjoying it...even with the huge learning curve. But this changes my want to change my job.
2. Before this change, I got moved to another floor. I really enjoy having a different space, and having it be really quiet. Now I'm on 20, instead of 18. Well, it's the same floor as a weirdy. He just barely found out today - almost 2 months later - that I'm on the same floor as him. It was so nice to be off his radar. Now I'm back on. Curse my co-worker for not lying.
3. A cherry stem has been on one of the stairs that I take in between my floors since I started. I came back from my trip, and it was missing. Phew! They do clean! Actually, they don't...it was on a stair a little lower. That's an interesting change.
4. I hate being cold. I don't like that change. But the trees are so pretty and the sweaters are always so appealing.
5. My bed is in my front room.
6. Probably the worst change is Hawaiian Haystacks aren't being served at work any longer. It's devastating. So every Thursday is now Potato Bar instead. Now, a girl from Idaho might be all about this....not so. Heartbroken. My dad is heartbroken that I'd prefer rice to potatoes. I just don't know what to do anymore. I hope I can cope with this. :0)
7. One thing that hasn't changed is freaky texts. Don't worry. A doosy came the other day from "your pretty". "I don't believe you are married." What the heck?
Obviously, changes happen all the time. And this is good.
Monday, October 4, 2010
Chicago
Several months ago, I attended a huge speed dating event. Well, I chatted with a kid whose name is Chicago. I gave him my name tag with my phone number on it and left for the night. We texted a bit, scheduled to get together, but it never happened. I was actually quite relieved. He was WAY too friendly with what he thought about my looks. And I don't respond well to things like that.
Last Sunday, I got a text from him. I thought it was a blessing for my endeavor to be more obedient to the counsel of my Priesthood Leaders. He wanted to do something. Great! I forgot why I didn't really want to go out with him. I made mention to him that I was surprised he remembered who I was. He responded:
I remember your cute.
SERIOUSLY!?!?! Why do I have to attract the guys that have so sense of possession?
Why do I have to be so particular about grammatically correct texts?
(now I'm super paranoid about getting all my commas in, etc.)
But wait...here's the kicker:
Oh thanks for textin me back...Your fun... Would it be ok to get a pic of ya? :)
Let's just say that I wasn't heartbroken when he never texted me back later in the week once he "figured out" his schedule.
It was very grateful that he texted me and remembered me. It was a blessing for my endeavor to be obedient. Looks like I get to be a bit more proactive in getting those blessings :0)
Last Sunday, I got a text from him. I thought it was a blessing for my endeavor to be more obedient to the counsel of my Priesthood Leaders. He wanted to do something. Great! I forgot why I didn't really want to go out with him. I made mention to him that I was surprised he remembered who I was. He responded:
I remember your cute.
SERIOUSLY!?!?! Why do I have to attract the guys that have so sense of possession?
Why do I have to be so particular about grammatically correct texts?
(now I'm super paranoid about getting all my commas in, etc.)
But wait...here's the kicker:
Oh thanks for textin me back...Your fun... Would it be ok to get a pic of ya? :)
Let's just say that I wasn't heartbroken when he never texted me back later in the week once he "figured out" his schedule.
It was very grateful that he texted me and remembered me. It was a blessing for my endeavor to be obedient. Looks like I get to be a bit more proactive in getting those blessings :0)
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