I love sleeping, who doesn't right? I just have a problem with moving a lot when I'm sleeping. I'm jealous of those people who can fall asleep and stay in that same position all night, I really am. I had a roommate that fell asleep on our living room floor during a late night movie one time. I groggily thought of waking her up to send her to bed, as a stumbled into my own room, but no. I figured she'd roll over soon and go to bed. Nope. Found her in the same exact spot the next morning and felt like an asshole for not waking her up ha ha. She slept fine though so I guess that works.
But I have the constant need to move every 15-30 minutes generally. Which was perfectly fine until I moved in with my boyfriend, who is a big cuddler (every girls dream right?). He can scoop me up in his arms, give me a kiss, and be asleep 30 seconds later and just stay that way all night. I unfortunately start squirming around, making sure one leg is bent and the other is straight, and other crazy ways I insist on sleeping because it's the only way I feel comfortable. So learning to sleep with any other person has been... interesting ha ha. He's pretty patient unless I use my legs to shove him over (I did this in my sleep) or try punching him to get him to move over (again, I was asleep).
So last night, for the very first time... we actually stayed in each others arms all night! I'm not sure if it was because on one side I had my tiny kitty (who I didn't want to crush) and on the other my boyfriend (who is a body builder and I couldn't crush if my life depended on it) but we slept the whole night through and woke up holding each other. It was great :D
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Idaho
So I decided to create a post just in case you ever want to visit Idaho. I guess some people do because it is really scenic in Northern Idaho. But a lot of people have to drive through Southern Idaho to get there. Southern Idaho looks like a slightly greener version of Nevada, which I fondly refer to as "the toilet bowl of America." So I'm sorry if you have to travel through this:
To get to this:
But generally it's worth it. So here are a few basic rules that will help you make it through.
People do not drive over the speed limit. Ok, sometimes you're lucky and get behind someone going 5mph over, but I wouldn't hope for more than that. The majority of the people on the freeway are going 5mph under the speed limit. Don't get frustrated because they don't really give a shit and you'll be the only one getting angry.
Occasionally, you will be slowed down by a tractor. Again, nothing you can do about it, including tailgating, honking, and making desperate moves to get around it. They pull over every so often so just chill until then and wait until it's safe to pass.
Idaho is known for it's Potatoes, but Southern Idaho is known for it's dairies. It's true. Be prepared with some febreze, or lysol, or whatever it takes to spray in your car, because if you're not used to that smell in any way, you'll probably think you're going to die. And try to avoid traveling in April-May because they spread that manure all over the agricultural fields lining the freeway. Living there, I would have to say this is worse than the dairy smell all year long.
If you are Democrat in anyway, shape, or form, don't say ANYTHING. Idaho is a very red state, and proud of it. So if you say anything even slightly favorable about anything pertaining to the democratic party, be prepared to be smashed down with a pitchfork, or one of the many guns that rides in the back windows of trucks. Unless you're in Sun Valley or Cour'd Alene. These places are like the safe bases in a sea of extremely conservative people.
Recycling, solar energy, eating vegetarian, and going green are all very nice and all, but it's for sissies. This is the basic mentality behind anything to do with any of those categories. So if you're a big fan of anyone of those, I'm sorry, you just won't find anything else like you.
Idahoan's are very friendly people. Despite what you see in the movies, people from small towns are very friendly. And even if you are democratic, driving a hybrid car with a vegan bumper sticker, if you are in trouble, you will be helped. No questions about it.
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Jobs
I'm still hunting for a second job... or a regular full-time job. It's been a lot harder to find anything here than I originally thought. Idaho wasn't hit too hard in the recession so jobs were pretty easy to find there. But I have a couple interviews today that I'm excited about, we'll see how they go.
I've been sick for the past couple days and I'm just starting to get over it. Hopefully my nose doesn't start running in the middle of the interview, ha ha gross. When I first started one of my jobs about 4 years ago, I was horribly sick. It was a really bad cold and I had to take antibiotics (or horse pills as I like to call them) for the first time in my life. The worse symptom was that my ears were constantly plugged up and I could barely hear anything. It was kind of hard to train because I could barely hear what they were telling me, so I desperately hoping it was just something they were covering from the book and I could read it later. It worked out well though and I worked there for over 3 years.
I had a wonderful valentines day. He bought me white roses and chocolates, then took me out to P.F. Changs. But aside from all that, it was really nice just to be able to take some time and tell each other how much we really love and appreciate each other.
I just realized all of my sentences started with some form of "I" and now I feel like one of those stupid girls that can only talk about themselves.
I've been sick for the past couple days and I'm just starting to get over it. Hopefully my nose doesn't start running in the middle of the interview, ha ha gross. When I first started one of my jobs about 4 years ago, I was horribly sick. It was a really bad cold and I had to take antibiotics (or horse pills as I like to call them) for the first time in my life. The worse symptom was that my ears were constantly plugged up and I could barely hear anything. It was kind of hard to train because I could barely hear what they were telling me, so I desperately hoping it was just something they were covering from the book and I could read it later. It worked out well though and I worked there for over 3 years.
I had a wonderful valentines day. He bought me white roses and chocolates, then took me out to P.F. Changs. But aside from all that, it was really nice just to be able to take some time and tell each other how much we really love and appreciate each other.
I just realized all of my sentences started with some form of "I" and now I feel like one of those stupid girls that can only talk about themselves.
Friday, February 12, 2010
Video Game :)
**Disclaimer: If you don't play video games you probably won't understand most of this, sorry :(**
I am a huge video gaming nerd. I will admit it. I love playing them, and was actually
considering becoming a video game designer... until I found out it's mainly staring at a computer screen and programming all the time. And most of those people are really nerdy ha ha.
I love, love, love the Legend of Zelda games. I even dressed up as Saria for halloween (don't judge me). It's just a great way to pass some time for me. BUT, I don't let it consume my life... which is why I've never played World of Warcraft. I've lost friends to that game, seriously. "Hey have you seen Alex recently?" ... "No, he bought World of Warcraft and hasn't left his house in 2 months"... oh.
Anyways Bioshock 2 came out and I'm waiting for a paycheck so I can go buy it. My bf and I played the first one together and I've been looking forward to it coming out for a couple months now. The first one was amazing! It was this great mix of being slightly horrified, but still wanting to figure things out (or just survive ha ha). And you get to play as a Big Daddy in the 2nd one so hopefully you get to kick some ass!
I am a huge video gaming nerd. I will admit it. I love playing them, and was actually
considering becoming a video game designer... until I found out it's mainly staring at a computer screen and programming all the time. And most of those people are really nerdy ha ha.
I love, love, love the Legend of Zelda games. I even dressed up as Saria for halloween (don't judge me). It's just a great way to pass some time for me. BUT, I don't let it consume my life... which is why I've never played World of Warcraft. I've lost friends to that game, seriously. "Hey have you seen Alex recently?" ... "No, he bought World of Warcraft and hasn't left his house in 2 months"... oh.
Anyways Bioshock 2 came out and I'm waiting for a paycheck so I can go buy it. My bf and I played the first one together and I've been looking forward to it coming out for a couple months now. The first one was amazing! It was this great mix of being slightly horrified, but still wanting to figure things out (or just survive ha ha). And you get to play as a Big Daddy in the 2nd one so hopefully you get to kick some ass!
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Love
Things have been so good lately between my boyfriend and I. Sure we have our fights, what couple doesn't. But they're just part of the process of learning to be with one another and the time in between them is so amazing.
I'm one of those suckers for love, the one who believes that you can be in love with someone you're whole life and if you wait for it, it will be the most amazing thing you've ever experienced. You wouldn't have thought I was if you knew me before I met him. I always swore I would never fall in love or get married.
I think it was because I didn't really believe that real love existed. It was great to read about in Jane Austen novels and dream about in my spare time, but that kind of stuff never actually happened to anyone. I wanted a Prince Charming and if I wasn't going to get him, then I'd rather spend the rest of my life waiting for him.
I'd seen my friends relationships as I grew up, and trust me, I didn't want any of that. That's why I was so late to join the dating game. I was 19 when I had my first boyfriend, who was also my first kiss. It lasted 3 weeks before he dumped me in front of a ferris wheel on my birthday. He was younger than me and apparently more scared than I was of commitment ha ha. There were a couple of boys after that, but never really anyone I wanted to become emotionally or physically invested in. They would always amazing guys, but one would be lacking intellect and another was great but I just wasn't that attracted too.I wanted to wait for the right person to come along instead of wasting my time and heart on others in the process.
And then I did find him. The man who crossed off all the things on my list of "things I want in a man"... and even more! He was incredibly sexy and extremely smart (and not stuck on himself! Yay for men without giant egos!!!). He was stronger than me which was more that I can say for some guys. I was an amateur boxer and I wanted to have someone that made me feel like a woman, not a man. He was a natural leader and someone I respected and felt that would always take care of me. He was a former SWAT cop, Pilot, and now Airborne Infantry in the army so he was pretty tough, but when he touched me he was always so gentle. Like I was a fragile glass figurine :)
Here, for the first time in my life, I finally found someone that was unlike any man I found before him. I found someone I could honestly see myself being in love with for the rest of my life. A man who would always love me, hold me, and protect me (and spoil me ridiculously ha ha). And so far he has. So with Valentines Day coming up I dedicate this post to the love of my life, the man I will spend the rest of my days with. My love.
I'm one of those suckers for love, the one who believes that you can be in love with someone you're whole life and if you wait for it, it will be the most amazing thing you've ever experienced. You wouldn't have thought I was if you knew me before I met him. I always swore I would never fall in love or get married.
I think it was because I didn't really believe that real love existed. It was great to read about in Jane Austen novels and dream about in my spare time, but that kind of stuff never actually happened to anyone. I wanted a Prince Charming and if I wasn't going to get him, then I'd rather spend the rest of my life waiting for him.
I'd seen my friends relationships as I grew up, and trust me, I didn't want any of that. That's why I was so late to join the dating game. I was 19 when I had my first boyfriend, who was also my first kiss. It lasted 3 weeks before he dumped me in front of a ferris wheel on my birthday. He was younger than me and apparently more scared than I was of commitment ha ha. There were a couple of boys after that, but never really anyone I wanted to become emotionally or physically invested in. They would always amazing guys, but one would be lacking intellect and another was great but I just wasn't that attracted too.I wanted to wait for the right person to come along instead of wasting my time and heart on others in the process.
And then I did find him. The man who crossed off all the things on my list of "things I want in a man"... and even more! He was incredibly sexy and extremely smart (and not stuck on himself! Yay for men without giant egos!!!). He was stronger than me which was more that I can say for some guys. I was an amateur boxer and I wanted to have someone that made me feel like a woman, not a man. He was a natural leader and someone I respected and felt that would always take care of me. He was a former SWAT cop, Pilot, and now Airborne Infantry in the army so he was pretty tough, but when he touched me he was always so gentle. Like I was a fragile glass figurine :)
Here, for the first time in my life, I finally found someone that was unlike any man I found before him. I found someone I could honestly see myself being in love with for the rest of my life. A man who would always love me, hold me, and protect me (and spoil me ridiculously ha ha). And so far he has. So with Valentines Day coming up I dedicate this post to the love of my life, the man I will spend the rest of my days with. My love.
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Super Bowl Sunday
All I can say about Super Bowl Sunday is... thank God it's finally here and I don't have to watch football games 4 days a week now! I like football, once a week or so if it's my favorite team... 4 times a week though... it's a good thing I love my boyfriend :)
We're rooting for the Saints, because they have never won a Super Bowl. And I think Peyton Manning is an arrogant jerk that thinks he's hot as shit, but is really just am over rated redneck. Just saying.
I think the best thing about watching the game is the FOOOOOD! The bf's parents are making bbq beef ribs mmmmmmmm so good, with guacamole and chips. I made a white chocolate and lime cheesecake bars so, needless to say, I'm very excited about tonight ha ha. GO SAINTS!
We're rooting for the Saints, because they have never won a Super Bowl. And I think Peyton Manning is an arrogant jerk that thinks he's hot as shit, but is really just am over rated redneck. Just saying.
I think the best thing about watching the game is the FOOOOOD! The bf's parents are making bbq beef ribs mmmmmmmm so good, with guacamole and chips. I made a white chocolate and lime cheesecake bars so, needless to say, I'm very excited about tonight ha ha. GO SAINTS!
Friday, February 5, 2010
Lost
I was going to go the the gym today, to a yogo class. I figured I'd squeeze in a few episode between after the class, and work at 12:30... then after work at 5:30 ha ha. My boyfriend likes the show somewhat, but since I have more free time I'm way ahead of him so I watch them while he's at work. Well then I got a call from work asking me to work a longer shift so the gym idea went out the window and Lost magically appeared on my tv screen ha ha.
I'm watching the old seasons, to catch up with the new ones. Although I'm not sure I could handle being able to only watch one episode a week. So I'm trying to spread out the episodes until the 6th season is over then get it on DVD later... yah trying. Not really going that way because I've gone through 2.5 seasons in a little over a week!
But the extra hours at work will be nice. Still trying to find a second job... anywhere lol. I've even resorted to applying as a waitress! We'll see how that goes.
I'm watching the old seasons, to catch up with the new ones. Although I'm not sure I could handle being able to only watch one episode a week. So I'm trying to spread out the episodes until the 6th season is over then get it on DVD later... yah trying. Not really going that way because I've gone through 2.5 seasons in a little over a week!
But the extra hours at work will be nice. Still trying to find a second job... anywhere lol. I've even resorted to applying as a waitress! We'll see how that goes.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Friends
So I finally made a friend here... 5 months after moving here ha ha. I must have a charming personality that everyone is drawn to... not. But crushed ego aside, I'm really excited about this friendship. I think I could have been friends with other girls I'd met here, if I'd put the effort into it. But I didn't because they were just typical people, and my new friend is a little bundle of uniqueness and I like being around her.
I've never had that many friends. I am really picky about who I let into my life. Kind of stupid when I grew up homeschooled and didn't meet that many people to begin with ha ha, you'd think I'd be less picky. I like the proverb that says "As iron sharpens iron, so one man sharpens another" which is kind of a weird way of saying that you are shaped by who you have around you. I don't think people you chose to be around completely define your life or anything, but they definitely help shape it.
So I've been thinking about my friends, and discovered that in a subconscious way I've created a list of dos and don'ts for friends.
I'm not friends with loose girls
I'm just not going to be friends with girls that go out to shitty bars to meet guys and sleep with one she's met that night. That's just disgusting and completely degrading to yourself. Not to mention an unfabulous way to contract an STD. They put so little worth into who they are and what they are worth, so why would I bother spending time with someone like that?
I AM friends with interesting people
Have you ever met someone with the personality of a sock? I have. I used to play piano with her so we hung out for awhile. I started noticing she'd invite me to be a third wheel on a lot of her dates and I'm pretty sure it's because she was so boring that there wasn't any kind of conversation between anyone unless I instigated it. Ok, maybe that is a slight exaggeration. But she did invite me to be the third wheel a lot, lame. At least bring some kind of personality to the table, and maybe some interesting conversation. ESPECIALLY if you are weird/unique. I love people that are comfortable in their own skin, they are so refreshing when I finally find them. Even if they are the biggest geeks I've ever met.
I am not friends with stupid people
Sure it's hilarious at first, some of the things I've heard come out of people's mouths. But seriously? That's what you want to be known for? And I'm not talking about mentally stupid people, I'm talking about people that never chose to apply themselves to learn anything more than to drive and operate their cell phones. And maybe to open a bottle of beer with their teeth because they live in Idaho and that's cool with the rednecks.
So basically I look for non-slut, interesting, semi-intelligent people. And so far I've come up with one here... ha ha but at least I found her!
I've never had that many friends. I am really picky about who I let into my life. Kind of stupid when I grew up homeschooled and didn't meet that many people to begin with ha ha, you'd think I'd be less picky. I like the proverb that says "As iron sharpens iron, so one man sharpens another" which is kind of a weird way of saying that you are shaped by who you have around you. I don't think people you chose to be around completely define your life or anything, but they definitely help shape it.
So I've been thinking about my friends, and discovered that in a subconscious way I've created a list of dos and don'ts for friends.
I'm not friends with loose girls
I'm just not going to be friends with girls that go out to shitty bars to meet guys and sleep with one she's met that night. That's just disgusting and completely degrading to yourself. Not to mention an unfabulous way to contract an STD. They put so little worth into who they are and what they are worth, so why would I bother spending time with someone like that?
I AM friends with interesting people
Have you ever met someone with the personality of a sock? I have. I used to play piano with her so we hung out for awhile. I started noticing she'd invite me to be a third wheel on a lot of her dates and I'm pretty sure it's because she was so boring that there wasn't any kind of conversation between anyone unless I instigated it. Ok, maybe that is a slight exaggeration. But she did invite me to be the third wheel a lot, lame. At least bring some kind of personality to the table, and maybe some interesting conversation. ESPECIALLY if you are weird/unique. I love people that are comfortable in their own skin, they are so refreshing when I finally find them. Even if they are the biggest geeks I've ever met.
I am not friends with stupid people
Sure it's hilarious at first, some of the things I've heard come out of people's mouths. But seriously? That's what you want to be known for? And I'm not talking about mentally stupid people, I'm talking about people that never chose to apply themselves to learn anything more than to drive and operate their cell phones. And maybe to open a bottle of beer with their teeth because they live in Idaho and that's cool with the rednecks.
So basically I look for non-slut, interesting, semi-intelligent people. And so far I've come up with one here... ha ha but at least I found her!
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Boys
I've only been hit on by guys when I'm sunburnt. And by hit on I mean came up to me/stopped their vehicle and said I was "hot" (ironically, and they were serious) and asked if they could have my number. Which in turn would confuse the crap out of me because I'd just recently looked at my reflection, and noticed how much I resembled Bob the tomato. I guess I've gotten hit on by guys too after I've been working out but it's the same thing, give me 15 mins or more of cardio and my face turns a deep red. Don't know why but it's always happened.
Which is really depressing because I don't get hit on when I look normal, or even good. I must have to be red in the face and sweating profusely for any men to take interest in me. Awkward. Which confuses me even more because if we ever did hang out again... should I go run a mile before hand? Or show up looking normal and risk him looking disappointed? I don't understand it at all.
I've had others friends say the same thing. The one time you have to run some where and don't have time for hair and make up, guys are eying you up and down like you're the hottest thing they're even seen. So why even bother with all the make up and showers and blow drying? If you ever do meet and a man like without being all dolled up, and end up getting married, he's going to love it because you'll look like that most of the time anyways.
Which is really depressing because I don't get hit on when I look normal, or even good. I must have to be red in the face and sweating profusely for any men to take interest in me. Awkward. Which confuses me even more because if we ever did hang out again... should I go run a mile before hand? Or show up looking normal and risk him looking disappointed? I don't understand it at all.
I've had others friends say the same thing. The one time you have to run some where and don't have time for hair and make up, guys are eying you up and down like you're the hottest thing they're even seen. So why even bother with all the make up and showers and blow drying? If you ever do meet and a man like without being all dolled up, and end up getting married, he's going to love it because you'll look like that most of the time anyways.
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Air travel
I'm hoping to go visit my family in a couple weeks back in good old Idaho. I'll probably be flying because it's a 15 hourish drive and I'll probably be going alone. I've flown quite a bit so I feel like their are certain rules everyone should follow.
Gather all your metal objects into one place before you get to the scanners.
Like into a purse, backpack, or pocket. Whatever works as long as you put a little thought into it. Nothing drives me nuts more than waiting in a huge line just to get to the scanners, and then having to wait for the woman in front of you to take off her millions of pieces of jewelry, keys, and electronics. And of course she sets the metal detector off, again and again because she didn't remember to take the sunglasses off the top of her head.
You know you're going to have to take your shoes and metal belt off...
So dress accordingly. Wear shoes that come off and on easily. And please wear pants that fit... no one wants to see your asscrack when you can't hold them up because the new scanners make hold your arms out.
If you're heavier and you're sitting next to me, don't put the arm rest up.
Maybe it's a little more comfortable for you... but then I have to sit the rest of the flight with you half in my seat and your fat rubbing all over me, sick. Please try to stay in your seat. This applies to people who fall over when they fall asleep too. Just imagine there are glass walls from the arm rests, up. Just don't cross that line. ESPECIALLY if you drool or snore.
If you have luggage in the overhead compartment...
DO NOT wait until the last minute to get it out. And once you get it, please exit the plane. Old people are notorious for taking their damn time and holding the entire plane up while they fumble around trying to get their shit together. MOVE IT.
Once you exit the gate...
Please keep moving. I realize it's a new airport, but it is for everyone and I shouldn't be held back because it takes you 5 minutes to get some kind of bearing. Walk and read the signs at the same time, it's called multi-tasking.
At the luggage carousel...
If your bag isn't up, don't stand right at the edge. I realize you want to get you luggage as soon as possible, but your restricting everyone else from getting theirs. I don't usually check in luggage, but if I do I pack EVERYTHING in it. I'm kind of an expert in it packing, so my suitcase will be heavy. And I will not be afraid to hit you with it or drop it on your toes because you're too discourteous to wait for yours.
Gather all your metal objects into one place before you get to the scanners.
Like into a purse, backpack, or pocket. Whatever works as long as you put a little thought into it. Nothing drives me nuts more than waiting in a huge line just to get to the scanners, and then having to wait for the woman in front of you to take off her millions of pieces of jewelry, keys, and electronics. And of course she sets the metal detector off, again and again because she didn't remember to take the sunglasses off the top of her head.
You know you're going to have to take your shoes and metal belt off...
So dress accordingly. Wear shoes that come off and on easily. And please wear pants that fit... no one wants to see your asscrack when you can't hold them up because the new scanners make hold your arms out.
If you're heavier and you're sitting next to me, don't put the arm rest up.
Maybe it's a little more comfortable for you... but then I have to sit the rest of the flight with you half in my seat and your fat rubbing all over me, sick. Please try to stay in your seat. This applies to people who fall over when they fall asleep too. Just imagine there are glass walls from the arm rests, up. Just don't cross that line. ESPECIALLY if you drool or snore.
If you have luggage in the overhead compartment...
DO NOT wait until the last minute to get it out. And once you get it, please exit the plane. Old people are notorious for taking their damn time and holding the entire plane up while they fumble around trying to get their shit together. MOVE IT.
Once you exit the gate...
Please keep moving. I realize it's a new airport, but it is for everyone and I shouldn't be held back because it takes you 5 minutes to get some kind of bearing. Walk and read the signs at the same time, it's called multi-tasking.
At the luggage carousel...
If your bag isn't up, don't stand right at the edge. I realize you want to get you luggage as soon as possible, but your restricting everyone else from getting theirs. I don't usually check in luggage, but if I do I pack EVERYTHING in it. I'm kind of an expert in it packing, so my suitcase will be heavy. And I will not be afraid to hit you with it or drop it on your toes because you're too discourteous to wait for yours.
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