Sunday, March 29, 2009
Monday, March 23, 2009
Random thoughts while running through M-Town
Why is it that every time I go past a 7 Eleven, there's a kid coming out dressed in black from head to toe, riding a bike, one of those that the seat looks as if its too short, and the handlebars are too high, of course he's smoking a cigarette. He has a friend with him, the friend has no bike, maybe it doesn't matter because the rate at which the kid on the bike is smoking he doesn't ride the bike too fast, or too far.
Another dog barking at me, are you kidding? Shut up dogs. You know they can have their barkers taken out, not a bad thing I wouldn't think. It seems every fence I run by there is another dog. Huge dogs, dogs the size of small villages. "Bark.. Bark!!" With their barks they say, I want to eat you alive, I'm stuck behind this fence in this crappy yard, where grass is nothing but a distant memory. I live outside in Utah weather with nothing but this fur to keep me warm. "Bark, bark bark." Take me with you, I can't live here any longer, I haven't been outside this yard in 10 years, dog years are longer than people years. Help me!! Bark, BArk, BARk, BARK!!! Take me or I will eat through this fence, and track you down.
Shut up dogs, I'm running.
There has to be a hurricane coming with this much wind, am I wrong here? Could it at least help push me along instead of blow right in my face, pah pah,,, yucky...why did I get bangs cut into my hair? Now I am eating them, pah pah...!
"So what, I'm still a rockstar I got my rock moves, and I don't need you..." Doing rock moves in my head. I'm actually quite a good dancer in my head. "I'm having more fun!!." Pah pah, bangs!!
Why would anyone golf in this weather? An extra challenge I suppose. There's no way to calculate the wind, it seems to be blowing in every direction. In fact I think I have wind lash.
I think those skinny horses are giving me the stink eye!! Whatever skinny horses. I realize you have nothing to do but wander around getting skinny and eating grass, but for those of us who have temptations such as Carmel popcorn and have tendencies to not exactly know when to stop and say enough is enough, I am going to be sick. Well, that's why I'm out here running. Stupid skinny horses. Stupid delicious Carmel popcorn. Sticky fatty goodness.
Is honking at the girl running in the hurricane wind really necessary?
"I need you to hurry up now, because I can't wait much longer.... la la let's get lost tonight you can be my black Kate Moss tonight, play secretary . .. " WHOA!!! What kind of girl does this Kanye think I am? First of all, I'm white as they come. Second of all......, well we won't even go there.
I think that dog may kill me. Why is he wandering the streets without a leash? He is huge. He should be locked up. I don't think I can exactly out-run him. Maybe I'll get lucky and one of these cars will run him over. I'm going to some kind of animal hell I'm sure of it. But it's either him or me. I have a child, I can't go down like this.
The phrase "Remember that one time at band camp?" It's funny I don't care who you are.
Pah pah, wretched bangs.
"Control yourself take only what you need from me. A family of trees falling... la la" Was the mystery ever solved about the tree in the forest falling and no one around to hear it? That was quite the debacle.
Another dog barking at me, are you kidding? Shut up dogs. You know they can have their barkers taken out, not a bad thing I wouldn't think. It seems every fence I run by there is another dog. Huge dogs, dogs the size of small villages. "Bark.. Bark!!" With their barks they say, I want to eat you alive, I'm stuck behind this fence in this crappy yard, where grass is nothing but a distant memory. I live outside in Utah weather with nothing but this fur to keep me warm. "Bark, bark bark." Take me with you, I can't live here any longer, I haven't been outside this yard in 10 years, dog years are longer than people years. Help me!! Bark, BArk, BARk, BARK!!! Take me or I will eat through this fence, and track you down.
Shut up dogs, I'm running.
There has to be a hurricane coming with this much wind, am I wrong here? Could it at least help push me along instead of blow right in my face, pah pah,,, yucky...why did I get bangs cut into my hair? Now I am eating them, pah pah...!
"So what, I'm still a rockstar I got my rock moves, and I don't need you..." Doing rock moves in my head. I'm actually quite a good dancer in my head. "I'm having more fun!!." Pah pah, bangs!!
Why would anyone golf in this weather? An extra challenge I suppose. There's no way to calculate the wind, it seems to be blowing in every direction. In fact I think I have wind lash.
I think those skinny horses are giving me the stink eye!! Whatever skinny horses. I realize you have nothing to do but wander around getting skinny and eating grass, but for those of us who have temptations such as Carmel popcorn and have tendencies to not exactly know when to stop and say enough is enough, I am going to be sick. Well, that's why I'm out here running. Stupid skinny horses. Stupid delicious Carmel popcorn. Sticky fatty goodness.
Is honking at the girl running in the hurricane wind really necessary?
"I need you to hurry up now, because I can't wait much longer.... la la let's get lost tonight you can be my black Kate Moss tonight, play secretary . .. " WHOA!!! What kind of girl does this Kanye think I am? First of all, I'm white as they come. Second of all......, well we won't even go there.
I think that dog may kill me. Why is he wandering the streets without a leash? He is huge. He should be locked up. I don't think I can exactly out-run him. Maybe I'll get lucky and one of these cars will run him over. I'm going to some kind of animal hell I'm sure of it. But it's either him or me. I have a child, I can't go down like this.
The phrase "Remember that one time at band camp?" It's funny I don't care who you are.
Pah pah, wretched bangs.
"Control yourself take only what you need from me. A family of trees falling... la la" Was the mystery ever solved about the tree in the forest falling and no one around to hear it? That was quite the debacle.
Friday, February 27, 2009
Is it better to live by the rules?
What is wrong with me? It seems I have this aversion to rules. I don't even think its on purpose, it just seems to happen. At work the past few months I have been going under hours, which at our work is a cardinal sin, one of the biggest don'ts. The thing is no one said anything for months, so I continued to go about my business of leaving as early as possible at night, and giving away as many shifts as I could. This worked well until a few weeks ago when I was called into the shift manager's office. I was told I had gone under hours 10 pay periods in a row, not good. I was also told I am allowed no more sick calls until August, and can't be late until then either. WHAT??? CRAP!!! At this point I was suspended for three days, which I pointed out would cause me to go under hours once more. They said I wouldn't be held accountable for these pay periods, I thought it was foolish because of the fact that their suspending me was causing me to involuntarily further my bad behavior. This did nothing to change their mind, and I got 3 days off.
Out of this whole suspension experience came yet another talk. I was forced to go talk with the main supervisor over my department, this in order to sign papers and come back to work. Well I've had run-ins with this man before. My aunt who works with him later told me he said, that I seemed cute and smart it just seemed like I wanted to fight him on everything. Do I need the conflict in my life? No. Do I care enough about this person to invest in fighting with him? No. Did he call me "bud" as I was leaving his office? Yes. Did I expect a playful punch in the shoulder to follow? Yes. It didn't.
Now, if it had been this one incident in my life that pointed to me being a non rule abiding gal I would probably change the behavior, laugh it off, go back to work and do better. However, this isn't just a recent problem I have encountered of unintentionally breaking rules, and having it backfire. Why can't I just obey the rules, and live contently like so many others seem to do?
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I got booted out of BYU for honor code violations, I had a string of boyfriends whom my family and friends all disapproved of, for reasons I refused to see. These boys ended up being bad for me in different ways and because of different things, but I refused to give them up just because those who cared about me told me to do so. It was something about me thinking I saw something in them no one else could, because they weren't in the relationship in reality it was the other way around. Silly me.
I got pregnant and I thought for once following the rules and getting married would actually go in my favor. How can one girl be wrong so many frustrating times? I ended up leaving to do it mostly on my own, (with help from those who were bound by blood). I want to raise my child in a world where he looks past the rules once in awhile to discover new things, places, and people that maybe are beyond the rules. I don't want him to become a felon, a druggie, or a trouble maker, but I do want him to look past what the world tells him he should do, or what he has to do. I want him to see the world from both sides, as a rule keeper when its safest and in his best interest to do so. On the other hand I want him to push the limits to reach goals, see the world differently, and find out what works for him. He pushes the rules on a daily basis, and it drives me nuts, because he's not always safe, and doesn't always stay right by my side. He explores, he pushes, and he learns by doing so. How can I always say no?
I guess the question I am throwing out to the universe, to myself, is what is better to follow the rules and conform to what "we're supposed to do" or to be your own person live the way you way to and say F you world, I'll do what I want. (Within reason of course). Its not that I want to break the rules, its just that I don't always like following them. How can I be a good mother, employee, citizen, and person without doing it in my own way all the time? I don't need things my way ALWAYS!! Right?
Out of this whole suspension experience came yet another talk. I was forced to go talk with the main supervisor over my department, this in order to sign papers and come back to work. Well I've had run-ins with this man before. My aunt who works with him later told me he said, that I seemed cute and smart it just seemed like I wanted to fight him on everything. Do I need the conflict in my life? No. Do I care enough about this person to invest in fighting with him? No. Did he call me "bud" as I was leaving his office? Yes. Did I expect a playful punch in the shoulder to follow? Yes. It didn't.
Now, if it had been this one incident in my life that pointed to me being a non rule abiding gal I would probably change the behavior, laugh it off, go back to work and do better. However, this isn't just a recent problem I have encountered of unintentionally breaking rules, and having it backfire. Why can't I just obey the rules, and live contently like so many others seem to do?
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I got booted out of BYU for honor code violations, I had a string of boyfriends whom my family and friends all disapproved of, for reasons I refused to see. These boys ended up being bad for me in different ways and because of different things, but I refused to give them up just because those who cared about me told me to do so. It was something about me thinking I saw something in them no one else could, because they weren't in the relationship in reality it was the other way around. Silly me.
I got pregnant and I thought for once following the rules and getting married would actually go in my favor. How can one girl be wrong so many frustrating times? I ended up leaving to do it mostly on my own, (with help from those who were bound by blood). I want to raise my child in a world where he looks past the rules once in awhile to discover new things, places, and people that maybe are beyond the rules. I don't want him to become a felon, a druggie, or a trouble maker, but I do want him to look past what the world tells him he should do, or what he has to do. I want him to see the world from both sides, as a rule keeper when its safest and in his best interest to do so. On the other hand I want him to push the limits to reach goals, see the world differently, and find out what works for him. He pushes the rules on a daily basis, and it drives me nuts, because he's not always safe, and doesn't always stay right by my side. He explores, he pushes, and he learns by doing so. How can I always say no?
I guess the question I am throwing out to the universe, to myself, is what is better to follow the rules and conform to what "we're supposed to do" or to be your own person live the way you way to and say F you world, I'll do what I want. (Within reason of course). Its not that I want to break the rules, its just that I don't always like following them. How can I be a good mother, employee, citizen, and person without doing it in my own way all the time? I don't need things my way ALWAYS!! Right?
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Happenings in Ovid. . .
Ovid, Idaho folks, Ovid Idaho . .. . .
Snowboarding pics, there were lots of wicked sick jumps . .
At one point Mike felt it was necessary to attack his younger bro, he did later apologize, and they were fine, boys are so funny like that. Get mad, get physical, get over it. What a way to live.
Looking out off the sledding hill, you can see part of my grandparents house, barn, and shop, and of course the lovely, but cold, snow covered mountains.
These are just a bunch of trees from one of my snowmobile rides, I was quite happy to see some Fall color had hung on, even in this less than forgiving climate
Sunset in Ovid. I can't get enough of this stuff. I actually was loving it up there, crazy Amy.
Night ride, it was amazing up on this mountain. If I hadn't gotten stuck so many times on this particular ride, I'd probably suggest night rides to all. Instead I'll say ride at your own risk.
Snowboarding pics, there were lots of wicked sick jumps . .
At one point Mike felt it was necessary to attack his younger bro, he did later apologize, and they were fine, boys are so funny like that. Get mad, get physical, get over it. What a way to live.
Looking out off the sledding hill, you can see part of my grandparents house, barn, and shop, and of course the lovely, but cold, snow covered mountains.
These are just a bunch of trees from one of my snowmobile rides, I was quite happy to see some Fall color had hung on, even in this less than forgiving climate
Sunset in Ovid. I can't get enough of this stuff. I actually was loving it up there, crazy Amy.
Night ride, it was amazing up on this mountain. If I hadn't gotten stuck so many times on this particular ride, I'd probably suggest night rides to all. Instead I'll say ride at your own risk.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Its a Wonderful Life
I take great pride in the fact that I'm not a movie crier, I don't get emotionally charged very easily, and stay pretty level headed. That's why this morning while going through random blogs I got a bit of a surprise. Whilst reading through some random blogs, I came across one about the state of the U.S's economic situation. The author talked about a man whom had to be at least 70 asking for a job at Trader Joe's, and in the process flexing his bicep to ensure the assistant store manager he was strong and capable. In this same post there was a 9 minute clip from the movie "It's a Wonderful Life," Its at the end where George decides he wants to live, after he realizes his wish is granted he rushes home to hug his wife and children. Numerous neighbors and friends come to pile money on the table, money that will help keep George from being taken off to jail. I just was crying as I watched this, (what me crying? What's happened to me?) My justification, how often do I actually take the time to appreciate my life, and all that I have in it? How often do I over look things I should recognize and appreciate? How many times has the world passed me by as I've been too busy focusing on the mundane-ity of life, work, feeding the child, and stress that feels as if its creeping in on me? I know other people are good at balancing stress, work, gratitude, love, kids, and other important matters, why can't I be?
I guess I do have to admit life is great, I live in a world where my child consumes much of my time, energy, and day, and it is wonderful. I couldn't ask for a child with more wonder, adventure, happiness, and love. I'm healthy, I have good people in my life, I've had some wonderful experiences growing up, traveling, meeting many people that have affected my life in positive ways. I look back on my life and I have made some horrible mistakes, but without them I wouldn't be where I am today. Which, mind you, isn't my ideal or my optimal, but it helps me to strive for a better life for me and my little boy.
This world is full of good; its full of good people, amazing places, calming sunrises, and colorful sunsets, oceans and beaches that make life seem better just by being there, music that can alter and enhance moods, breath taking art, great food, mind changing movies, eye opening books, rainy days that make you appreacite the sunny ones even more, it has over-looked beauty and everyday heroes. Its often hard to see these things because life gets in the way.
Thank you George for giving me a moment to stop myself, and the world around me and realize that life is beautiful.
I guess I do have to admit life is great, I live in a world where my child consumes much of my time, energy, and day, and it is wonderful. I couldn't ask for a child with more wonder, adventure, happiness, and love. I'm healthy, I have good people in my life, I've had some wonderful experiences growing up, traveling, meeting many people that have affected my life in positive ways. I look back on my life and I have made some horrible mistakes, but without them I wouldn't be where I am today. Which, mind you, isn't my ideal or my optimal, but it helps me to strive for a better life for me and my little boy.
This world is full of good; its full of good people, amazing places, calming sunrises, and colorful sunsets, oceans and beaches that make life seem better just by being there, music that can alter and enhance moods, breath taking art, great food, mind changing movies, eye opening books, rainy days that make you appreacite the sunny ones even more, it has over-looked beauty and everyday heroes. Its often hard to see these things because life gets in the way.
Thank you George for giving me a moment to stop myself, and the world around me and realize that life is beautiful.
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