Do you know what's great about my life?

A lot. My hair is long. Probably longer than it's been in 10 years. And it doesn't look bad either. Im 28 and I am having my first baby. I work from home. I start when I want and I end when I want and I don't have to pack a lunch. I can work in my pjs or I can get ready for the day. I can working the "office" or I can sit on the couch and listen to a show while I plug away on my laptop. I have a husband that fits me like a glove. We feel completely comfortable around each other. Last night he farted and then right after that, I farted. We both laughed real hard because I never fart in front of him. I am not much of a farter (but thanks to pregnancy I am sometimes). He loves me for who I am, doesn't care if I forget to get ready some days, but notices when I make the effort to look nice. We live in california where the weather is almost always "outside" weather, where you could spend your time outside all day, sometimes with a light sweater and sometimes with shorts. It's spring, and my new favorite time of year because I haven't had to se the A/C yet and I probably will soon, but for now, the temp in our house is always perfect.

I don't want to be anything different. I am happy with my body, Im fit, but I still have a small amount of belly fat and cellulite, which I think is impossible to remove from my butt and thighs, but it's okay. I can do 15 pull-ups in a row! I can lift 105lb over my head and do a squat. That makes me feel awesome. I hope I can age through this pregnancy with grace. I have mentally prepared my mind for the changes that are going to occur in my body and I am okay with it.

For these reasons and many more, Life is Great!

After 2 days with no Dr Pepper. 

In a continual effort to better my health, I have noticed its like I am driving on a bumpy road. All ups and downs and I pretty much end up no where, just annoyed with all the bumps. 

So I decided to go a few days without dr. pepper. It wasn't so much a conscious effert to quit for 2 days, but rather- One day I went without, and the next day I didn't need one either. 

My conclusions:

1) I was way more tired in the afternoon

2) I was way more hungry and snacky throughout the day

3) The work day drug on and on

4) No one cared

5) No noticable difference in health

6) The third day I had 3 dr peppers, so what did this solve?

So if you ever wonder if I will EVER give up dr pepper, the answer is no. I may switch to diet momentarily or skip a few days, but it just makes me entirely too happy to quit and happiness is good for your health, do your research.

sums it up!

So life is good. I wake up around 8 or 9am and check my e-mail and usually remain in my pajamas until...well whenever I want. At some point throughout the day, I look for a job, usually craigslist, since I can find the most relevant, local and abundant job postings. Though they aren't always "ideal." Summer just ended, but you could count on about once a week, I was found in my sister's pool entertaining little girls and trying to catch a few rays in between, to which I owe a fabulous tan line that I couldn't be more proud of.  On days not spent by the pool, I'd find a little time for freelance work at whatever point in the day I feel like working on it (unless there are deadlines) and maybe sneak in a trip to the gym, bank, lunch with a friend or shopping for my roommate, Mindy. Strange, I know, but she hates shopping and I love it. She has money and I  don't. So shopping for her quenches my craving to shop and helps her out too. I love when things work out like that.

So I made no money this summer, took no extravagant trips or had any incredible romances, but I could not trade it for the amazing clarity this  work hiatus has brought me. I think God knew that my brain and emotions needed some time off after the traumatic spring I had. Some time to regroup and focus on the next stage in life-MARRIAGE!- haha just kidding, hopefully finding my career and figuring out where I am supposed to be. 

Most of the time my brain is going 100 miles/minute with infinite lists of things I want to accomplish. Short term: find a job, learn web design, flash and 3D better, paint more, get in better shape, find a new perfume, arrange living situations, read more, plan a vacation, get an iPhone :), hike cathedral gorge, etc. Long term: Get out of debt, find a career, travel more, get married, have babies, buy a house, keep in touch with friends better, buy a bike, etc. Which leads, I suppose to stress, which I don't feel, but I know its there. Reality is that we need goals, but to not let them discourage us and to take them one at a time and God will help us along in one way or another if we are trying. 

Wow, what better time to start blogging than at 1:00am when you have no job. Even better to know that I can be found, but that I am not telling anyone...

 

new dream

So I, for some reason, was driving around town with no direction when I decided to stop at the Orleans Casino. It didn't look like the orleans, but roll with that, because I am pretty sure it was. Suddenly I have this man following me and of course that is a little creepy. He's not trying to be sneaky, he is standing right next to me, making small talk and trying to walk me to my car. So I think he's going to try something, but I keep walking. Suddenly he becomes my protector because there are worse people around trying to scare me or hurt me or something. But of course I am lost, and I can't find my car and this man turns into someone I know very well and he continues to help me look for my car. Right before I wake up he says, "you know, I can hear your voice with every death." 

Does that mean I am some kind of Grimm Reaper?! On top of that, I never did get to my car and never found out what that meant. Certain people need to get out of my dreams, thats for sure.

dream 9/08/08

So I keep having these dreams that make me wake up tired. This one is pretty boring, but I had a dream I was walking for miles, carrying luggage trying to find my friend emily in some fruit orchid or field in some small town with no cell service and no directions. I was tired, thirsty, and almost got hit by a car. No clue what that means. Do dreams really have meaning ALL the time? Hmmm...

It's midnight, I don't know!

So it is midnight and I just created a blog for myself. I don't really know if I am going to tell people about it. For now I am going to be a secret blogger and hope I have some crazy things I can post that someone may actually read one day. If not, I guess you can call it a journal, a dream diary, a place to store lists, silent therapist, etc. 

Have fun reading this!

So my latest crazy dream involved my bishop creating a special sacrament meeting with a stand full of showgirls in full costume (mostly modest). I think I was so taken-aback that I can't tell you much more of it, besides I woke up stressed and unrested. Hmmm...

I'm open for interpretation