What a Waste of Time!

I just finished all the Twilight Books. I remember being young and reading these no substance romance books. And I admit that I read a series that was so sappy and heart wrenching, but they never made the obsessive craze that these books have. What a bunch of fluff. Not only did the author try too hard but her writing was a sad attempt at quality. It is as sad as The Da Vinci Code without the interesting research.
I am mostly sad that girls are still surrounding them selves with books that have no redeeming quality to them. They read this fluff and think that that is what life is about, it never prepares them for the real world and the have very strange expectations of Happily Ever After. What shit! Can we not read books like Little Women that is about the girls making better choices? About wanting a career, learning how hard it is too be married, about death, and shaping your character into something good instead of your body.
Lastly, these books bugged me because I wasted a total of 2560 on something that could have fit into at least half that. I wasted about a month reading them and do not feel smarter for doing so!

To Say Something or Not

In the past I have worked in the positions are really the catch all to the terrible jobs that no one wants to do. This job that I currently have is no different. I am assigned jobs that no one wants to do but everyone has an opinion about. It is so frustrating to go through all this work and be told to do it and then people get involved and change things. What is more frustrating is to not be told that things are being changed. In the three months that I have worked here it has happened in almost ever project that I have done. Do they really think that it is fine to go behind my back and do this? So...I am struggling with standing up for myself and saying that it is disrespectful and rude to do this or to sit by and allow it to happen time and time again. This was one of the big issues that I had at my previous job and I was so miserable there. I do not care at all about this company but still would like to stand up for myself. What to do?

Karma bite you in the ass!

I have these neighbors who have been nothing but terrible. So terrible that I am afraid that they will poison my dog. So it all started when we moved in and were hooking up cable. The cable guy unhooked their cable because it was on our side of the fence. Well they got all worked up and called the police. Like they do not have anything better to do than worry about someones cable being unhooked for two seconds. What ever!
Anyway so we are moving into a new place. We called to change over the gas to our new house and they came to turn off our gas at our old place. We came back over last night at 10:30 and they are standing on out side of the house with a person from the gas company. Apparently, the gas company shut off both of the units. They were so angry about it that they would not even answer us when we asked what was happening. Ha Ha. I think that they deserve what they get!

So Much Happening

It always seems like everything happens all at once. I get a new job and we move. Life goes for so long being calm and peaceful and then suddenly I have a million things to do all at the same time. I spent the weekend painting and getting thing ready to move our stuff in. I am excited to be moving there. It is nice because we are making the inside look like it is a brand new house full of our style. Well almost...I would have definitely gone for some more funky colors as accents but it is not our home and we will do what we can to add our style into the house.
I also just got a new job and am starting at the beginning of next week so between moving and the stress of starting at a new place I am exhausted. But the end result will be well worth the stress and busyness.

Weekends

I love weekends so much, they are my favorite time of my life. Friday night we are usually completely selfish. We stay at home and watch a movie eat dinner and drink wine. We sit outside in our back yard and play chess or just go for walks. Nothing is better to start off a weekend as time just for yourself.
Every morning the first thing that comes into my head is coffee. I love coffee and live on coffee. It is pathetic I know but oh well. So Saturday morning we wake up take a little walk, with Maddie, to get coffee Enjoy our latte on the way home taking new routes around the neighborhoods and end up at home. We go to church eat lunch with the family and then go out.
Sunday is breakfast at one of our favorite spots. We always take our time and maybe go to Barnes and Noble to check out books and magazines. Then Rith goes to work and I have the afternoon to my self. I love that time too. It is full of cleaning, laundry, laying in the sun, and being lazy. About five the depression hits me that it is all over and I have to go back to work again...but then I will have another weekend after five short days of work.

Hot Tomato Red and a Lot of Money Continued

I now have blisters all over my stomach! Four days later. I feel like I have some crazy skin disease and may soon have cancer.

Hot Tomato Red and a Lot of Money

We went to LA for a long weekend...
Here are the pros (because i try to be an optimist)
1. I met new cousins and they were fun.
2. We went to the beach.
3. The air was clear and temperature was warm.
The Con's
1. Expensive! Driving, Vegas, coffee all the time.
2. We sat at the adult table...We could only just see our other cousins having fun.
3. Long trip home.
4.Oh and my stomach is bright red! I have never been so burnt.

Walk like a Grandma...

Sunday morning, after two days of running and I am hunched over and my hips hurt. I am walking like a grandma. We finished the race in 27 hours and our average was 9 minutes and 15 seconds per mile. Not too bad. We were thinking it would be about 10 and a half minutes per mile.
The running was grueling...sitting in the car okay...and finish line fantastic! I ran at 6:30 p.m., 3:30 a.m., and noon. We were able to take a nap for a while Friday night but then we used an office in Midway to lie down and that was so nice until we woke up and realized it was not over yet we had one last leg of the race to do. That was the most chalenging part of the entire race, getting to relax and sleep and then wake up and not want to move let alone start running again. I was a big baby about it.
People were so great along the last leg of the race. It was along roads in this little town and everyone was out with their hoses spraying us down offering us water and cheering us on. That helped so much because it was so hot. As soon as I finished the last leg, I had so much energy and wanted to help the other runners too. I was out spraying them with squirt bottles and getting people water.
Rith was our last runner and it was so great to see him coming over the hill onto the field to meet us all and run into the finish line together. It was so great knowing that we all finished this challenge and did well at it.
We are already talking about next year but I will make sure that I streach more after the races and then I will not feel like an old lady.

Twas The Night Before the Big Race...

and all through the house, we are searching for all the little things that is needed. Running clothes? Check. Shoes? Check. Ipod? Check. Entertainment for our car time? Check.

Two days ago, I descovered that I really get irritated by change. What? Me? I have certain people on my team and even though they are 40, they are so afraid that they are not going to be in their cars with their friends. Are we sure that they are old enough to run this race or are they 12? Whatever. So we have rearranged ourselves and changed the legs that we are running. It makes no difference to them that we have been training for the legs that we had and that we had picked them months ago. Rith has a different leg that is much different than his previous ones and well I get the easiest leg of the race.
I am kinda disappointed in that. It is just not the same satisfaction in my mind. Oh well...I will get it over with in two days and I am sure that we will have a great time no matter what.

Wasatch Back

What was I thinking?!? You say do you want to run a race and I will say sure even before I know details. That happened to me two months ago. "Hey Nichola, so do you and Rith want to run Wasatch Back?" "Yeah sign us up!". Later we would find out the information about it. First, that it is a relay race that will last us what 30 hours and 180.5 miles. Second, it costs us over a hundred dollars each(we could have paid for almost all the concerts that we wanted to go to with that money and danced the same calories away). And lastly, we do not have very much time to train. Stupid, stupid, stupid.
Well the race is coming up on Friday. I am trying to be ready for the whole thing and I guess that I will see how prepared I am for it on Friday. It did get me up off my lazy ass and started running again. I am now at that point that I miss running if I skip a day and that is nice to be back to that feeling. I am hoping that when I go out to California no one will ask me if I am pregnant...I guess that that is the best thing that will come out of doing this race. Well that and the bragging rights! I will get pictures up of it next week.

I almost fell off the treadmill...

I was so happy the other day when I was running on the treadmill at the gym. I should never be overly emotional on the treadmill because I just forget what I am doing. I was not planning on becoming emotional but there on the news was people getting married. All these gay and lesbians finally getting married. I was so happy for them and the United States that I almost started to cry! My eyes were all blurry and I was so distracted that I was not focusing on running straight and caught the edge of the treadmill and crashed into the handle bar.

My pain was worth it though. I am so happy that people are allowed to be who they are and the discrimination that has been happening against gay people has been so frustrating. I have been a Christian all my life and really took time to figure out what I thought about the religion and issues and Bible. Well my conclusion has always been that Jesus kicked it with people that were seen as sinful. Prostitutes, liars, and even someone that he knew would betray him and cause him to be killed. That in my book means that Jesus would have hung out with me, the drug dealer on the corner and any other person who does not fit into the perfect category.

Sex and The City

I do not think that men get Sex and The City...As I watched the movie I realized that they just could not understand the impact that that show made on the women who watched the show. The pressure to get married and saying good bye to all you married friends as one by one they get married. I remember the feeling that I had when my best friend was married. I had this strong bond with her and knew that everything was changing. Weddings of our friends are not happy...we are happy that they have found someone but we have to say goodbye to those times that they rely on you. This may be selfish but OK...It is important that your friend needs to hang out with someone when she is heart broken and alone and the husband takes your spot. We never were too busy with guys to hang out with our girl friends and if they were we sure did not like them. We loved to get together as much as we could and talk about anything. Guys think that the women on Sex and the City were so dirty but if they were to listen to conversations that women have they would realize that we do talk about sex the good the bad and the very bad. That is the appeal of Sex and the City, those girls stick together no matter what and are able to say anything to each other. That is every woman's dream to have girl friends that they can brag about their guys to, have around when their worlds come apart, and laugh with about all their lessons learned. Plus they may not be hot...but they sure know how to carry themselves and believe that they are fabulous!

Eight Years Ago...

I went though the most traumatic and greatest time of my life eight years ago today and that is a cause for celebration. Eight years ago tonight I was calling my dad at 10:30 to tell him terrible news. The experience of giving your parents some of the scariest news that they could hear was life changing. It shook our family to the core. We had tragedy happen around us that effected us greatly but never directly in our family.
I lived in California going to school at a private college and was alone in the middle of so many people who claimed that they were friends. I could not stay there any longer and was packing to leave. It did not matter where I went I just had to go. I was finished packing and I got a call from Rith. He was running around the forest on shrooms and had no idea what was happening in my life but had a sense that he needed to call me. Before that night we had been just close friends after that night my world changed. I married this man who has been so connected with my thoughts and emotions that he knows when I need him automatically and I do not have to say a word. I had given up on guys and that is when my life changed and we fell in love. We are a strange couple and everyone can see it. I glow when I am around him. I do not talk about the things that happened that night except to him. It is a bitter sweet memory but one that has caused amazing things to happen in my life.