Before I get going on this reality I speak of, I just need to say that I've been putting off blogging lately because I don't know how to catch up!!! There's so much more I could say about my crazy summer experiences, but I will leave that alone for now. I did recently spend a wonderful week in Oregon with my family and we did fun things like biking, hiking, swimming, river rafting, water-skiing and eating great home cooked food! It was a blast and a perfect detox from EFY. We also stopped in Boise on the way back to Utah to see Gerard & Janie, Shannon, Bill, and all their kids. Twas wonderful to spend time with them! Here are a very few photos to give a glimpse:




So, I've been back in Utah for...what?...4 days now, and it didn't take long for 4 very prominent realities of the life I lead here to reveal themselves again...
A. All the good ones are takenFirstly, my favorite thing about being back is that Pam now lives here so I've been at her house everyday and night and am in denial about returning to my condo for some reason...well, maybe because when I walked in the other day it was 90 degrees inside, not clean, and smelled like a dead rotting rat. So, Pam and I go to Knight's Furniture and Mattress a couple days ago because I'm in the market for something to sleep on that I don't have to fill with air first, or that I can't feel the springs poking into my back, or that isn't made of plastic in case of an accident. Anyway, the fellow that was helping us there was all smiles and really talkative and seemed to be halfway flirting...he was also quite attractive, obviously successful, and just cool. So, as he's chatting with me, Pam is winking and giving me the eye behind his back as if to say, "Hey, check him out! And he likes you" This went on for a good 15 minutes until he says, "My wife and I manage the store." Dum duh dum dum DUM!!! Crap! Quick glance to the left hand...NO WEDDING RING!!! WHY DON'T PEOPLE WEAR THEIR WEDDING RINGS?! It would sure save all of us poor single souls from any wishful thinking/humiliation!
B. I'm still in the "second best" clubRemember how I was the second fastest girl runner in elementary school every year? Behind Katie Alba.
Remember how I was 1st runner up for Touch of Class Princess in Jr. High? I don't even remember who won...actually, I think it was Nicole Huntinck.
Remember how I got the second highest number of votes for Jr. class secretary? Did Jenny Dasenzi win? Who was it?
Remember how I was second place for best smile in high school? I actually really don't remember who won that one...dang, it seriously might have been Nicole again.
Remember how I was second to last at my high school graduation? There was one"Z"
Remember how BYU shut down the Jerusalem Center the semester I was supposed to go?
Remember how I auditioned for the Nauvoo performance mission and they sent me a letter to the affect of, "we narrowed the group down three times and you were in the last 25 possible acceptances, but sorry you didn't make it to the top 12 we decided on."
Okay, that's enough background...So, a few of the musicals I've auditioned for in this happy valley have called me back for a leading role, cut it down to two or three and then...I never get it. For example, Seven Brides for Seven Brothers got down to Mandy and I for the part of Millie, and then she got it (which I was way happy about and wanted to happen, but it helps prove my point). Then a few months ago I auditioned for Joseph and the Amazing... and they called back 10 of us for the Narrator, cut it to 4, then double casted their daughter and one of the other chicks...so I actually ended up just quitting that show...lol Well, Tuesday I auditioned for Suessical the Musical, got called back for a dance audition Wed night, got called back last night for the part of Gertrude...how many people were called back for that specific part? 2... I think just the irony of the situation made me extra nervous and I had almost already given up so it didn't go so well...I haven't found out yet, I will know tomorrow, but the odds are in her favor...
C. I spend a lot of time with babiesAnd I love it that way! This is not a complaint at all, but seriously...they are everywhere...all my friends have them. I already got the chance to help out my friend Tiff in a pinch and babysit her cute little Dylan yesterday, then finished up the evening visiting another friend pregnant in the hospital. She's actually having some minor complications and could use your prayers...her name is Alisha. And today I was planning on going to see Kim cuz it was her birthday, and I would have been able to hold cute Mclaren...but alas, I didn't have time because of point "D" See below
D. Moving crap...alwaysI have moved so many damn times...pardon my cursing...pretty much every blasted fall for the last 10 years, I've moved into a new place. There is ONE time that I didn't...bless the Riviera apartments where I lived 2 years in a row. I've also helped others move countless times of course, as I'm sure you all have. And at least 6 times I've moved classrooms or closets or across the country and had to store my teaching Paraphernalia, which is a hefty load, in family basements. So today Pam and I had access to my Aunt Jane's dads' truck...we thought we better take advantage of the situation so we went and bought my mattress and took it to my place, put all my teaching crap from Rick and Jane's basement in the truck PLUS a way heavy piece of furniture that Pam wanted me to take off her hands (all this was a hilarious sight to see, by the way, and wasn't what you'd call smooth). Off we went to try and get into the school, which had all doors roped off by our ever so loving janitor who doesn't want any of us walking on his waxed floors. The ride there was death defying, as we could not manage to close the bed of the truck, due to too much crap. I also was sitting behind and under piles of file crates inside the cabin of the truck and contorting my body to make it work. So...now...luckily, the secretary who is awesome lives close to the school and has a magic key that opens everything. She came to the rescue and let us in one of the outside classrooms where I stashed all my stuff until next week when I face the reality of going back to teaching full time and having my own class, the same kiddos everyday, teaching every subject, going to work without Tiff and Rachel :(, and getting up at 6 a.m. Sick...