Dear Megan,

I miss you.

Love Love Love

I'd like to say Happy Valentine's Day to everybody! If you're married, if you're single, if you're still in school and you get a cute little valentine from your entire class, if you're in high school and crushing on a classmate...HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY! Because Valentine's day is for everybody, because we all love with all of our hearts during one point or another. Because we'll someday know what it's like to lose a love, and to have our hearts repaired. Because one day...somebody special will walk into our lives & into our hearts, and they'll stay there forever.
May we never turn bitter for allowing ourselves to love. May we never forget how it feels to love & to be loved in return. May we always remember that no matter what happens in our lives, good or bad, that we have a Heavenly Father that loves us unconditionally (that means, No Matter What!). May we remember the ultimate price that was paid for us. So that we could live, and love, and hurt, and heal, and laugh, and cry, and sing, and dance. May we all love, and easily forgive others, including ourselves.

I love you all!

There is nothing like being left alone again, to walk peacefully with oneself in the woods. ~Knut Hamsun~

Okay, Here's the short story. My roommate and I got into a bit of a heated argument. There was some yelling, some of my words didn't come out correctly, but....I was finally able to get what i had been wanting to say for the past six months out of my head. And not just write them down to vent, but actually get them out...in the spoken form.

I voiced how I thought she wasn't as honest as she was trying to say she was. I told her I didn't believe her when she said she would miss me because she hasn't been around the past Two months. I told her that her excuse for moving out at last minute wasn't valid with me because she wouldn't be saving money, she'd be losing money. I even had direct examples of how true that statement was. But that I didn't truly care because I was tired of the drama. I told her that six hours is plenty of time to throw away some garbage, after I had put a couple pieces of plastic on her coffee table was comparatively small to how often I had cleaned up after her in the kitchen. We argued about how often she "used" the kitchen. and guess what? apparently using the kitchen means using more than a cup & bowl/plate & utensils. We argued that I wasn't allowed to touch her stuff (Which I wouldn't do anyway, because I'm tired of helping her). I know I shouldn't feel this way, but I'm so tired of her. It's like she's so ungrateful for the help she does get. Selfish is the word one could use to describe both of us at this point. We argued about how everytime I try to talk to her on a serious level, she starts crying and I mentioned how much I hate that because nothing gets resolved. I mentioned that I think our friendship could be repaired if she bothers to show up when she says she'll show up. That was taken the wrong way, and we argued about that. I told her that she should have talked to her own friends. That I wasn't her errand girl, and that I didn't appreciate so many people coming up and talking to me about her since she seems so incapable of answering her own texts with a simple "I'm going to have to tell you later, I'm unable to right now". I said that her friends would have understood and they would have been fine with it. The argument ended with me telling her she could have been a better friend to everybody, and that She sucked as a friend. It wasn't a good conversation, and I didn't stay clam as I had planned. but at least I got everything (and then some) out of my system that I had been holding back for a good five months. I'm not happy to say that I do regret some of the things I had said, but this is how I feel. Never in my life have I had a lazier roommate. I admit wholeheartedly that I'm glad she's moving out. I'm quite happy that she'll be somebody else's problem. Since moving in she has complained about the cost of rent...or the location of the house...or that our neighbors are noisy...there's always something for her to complain about. Personally, Rent is just fine...Location of the house can't be changed, and if you don't like it, you weren't forced to move in...the neighbors aren't that loud but being above us there's going to be some noise, learn to deal with it.

In conclusion, I'm glad she's leaving. I'm sad our friendship wasn't strong enough to withstand a bit of a talk, but...it's okay because I don't want to be her friend anymore. I'm having a celebration saturday night. and while that may seem rude, I feel like I'll be liberated. I'll have Freedom to allow my alarm clock to actually work. I'll no longer have to play the roll of a mother! hahahaha! I'm happy. I know this post doesn't truly portray that, but I am happy.

I know I've complained a lot...but, I just have to get this out there. It's the easiest way to update everybody all at once. Thanks for reading, and I'm sorry I've rambled on too long.

Happy Valentine's Day

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY EVERYBODY!!

I hope it was a fun day full of friends and family. Because what's a better way to show love than to just be with your friends and family? Go ahead, take some quality time and enjoy yourself. It's okay to let people know you care about them. haha!

Okay, so since we're on the topic of love....and smiles....and everything pink, purple, & red...Let's talk about the Five Languages of Love. There are Supposedly five languages to show love...

1) Quality Time
2) Acts of Service
3) Physical Touch
4) Words of Affirmation
5) Receiving Gifts

These are the ways we show love. and believe it or not, each individual has their own personal love language! (Amazing, I know). So, go ahead and take the quiz provided through the link below, and find out how you enjoy having love shown to you.

http://www.5lovelanguages.com/assessments/

Next, leave me a comment telling me what you are. Go ahead, have a little fun.

Beijos =*

I only hope the world finds God again before it's too late.

The following was written by Ben Stein and recited by him on CBS Sunday Morning Commentary.

My confession:

I am a Jew, and every single one of my ancestors was Jewish. And it does not bother me even a little bit when people call those beautiful lit up, bejeweled trees, Christmas trees. I don't feel threatened. I don't feel discriminated against. That's what they are, Christmas trees.

It doesn't bother me a bit when people say, "Merry Christmas" to me. I don't think they are slighting me or getting ready to put me in a ghetto. In fact, I kind of like it. It shows that we are all brothers and sisters celebrating this happy time of year. It doesn't bother me at all that there is a manger scene on display at a key intersection near my beach house in Malibu. If people want a creche, it's just as fine with me as is the Menorah a few hundred yards away.

I don't like getting pushed around for being a Jew, and I don't think Christians like getting pushed around for being Christians. I think people who believe in God are sick and tired of getting pushed around, period. I have no idea where the concept came from, that America is an exploicitly atheist country. I can't find it in the Constitution and I don't like it being shoved down my throat.

Or maybe I can put it another way: Where did the idea come from that we should worship celebrities and we aren't allowed to worship God as we understand Him? I guess that's a sign I'm getting old, too. But there are a lot of us who are wondering where these celebrities came from and where the America we knew went to.

In light of the many jokes we send to one another for a laugh, this is a little different: This is not intended to be a joke; it's not funny, it's intended to get you thinking.

Billy Graham's daughter was interviewed on the "Early Show" and Jane Clayson asked her, "How could God let something like this happen?" (regarding Hurricane Katrina)... Anne Graham gave an extremely profound and insightful response. She said, "I believe God is deeply saddened by this, just as we are, but for years we've been telling God to get out of our schools, to get out of our government and to get out of our lives.. And being the gentleman He is, I believe He has calmly backed out. How can we expect God to give us His blessing & protection if we demand He leave us alone?"

In light of recent events...terrorists attack, school shootings, etc. I think it started when Madeliene Murray O'Hare (she was murdered, her body found a few years ago) complained she didn't want prayer in our schools, we said OK. Then someone said you better not read the Bible in school. The Bible says thou shalt not kill; thou shalt not steal, and love your neighbor as yourself. And we said OK.

Then Dr. Benjamin Spock said we shouldn't spank our children when they misbehave, because their little personalities would be warped and we might damage their self-esteem (Dr. Spock's son committed suicide). We said an expert should know what he's talking about. And we said OK.

Now we're asking ourselves why our children have no conscience, why they don't know right from wrong, and why it doesn't bother them to kill strangers, their classmates, and themselves...

Probably, if we think about it long and hard enough, we can figure it out. I think it has a great deal to do with "WE REAP WHAT WE SOW."

*I had read that today, and I thought I'd pass it on via my blog. I'm not sure who all reads my blog, but for those who do, I hope it got them thinking. I admit this is a topic I am quite passionate about, and sometimes get quite upset about this. I just think that there are so many people out there who are just so ignorant to what they do and what they say, and they try to blame it on religion. Have we seriously forgotten why we have America in the first place? We came to escape the burdens of having religion forced upon us. We came so that we could make our own decision on what to believe, when to believe it, and where we wanted. Our country was founded upon those ideals... And they're slowly being torn apart.

I believe in God. I believe He wants the best for myself, for my family, and for my friends. I believe He loves me. and despite what I consider stupid actions from sometimes stupid people, He loves them too. I hope that this gets you thinking, and I hope you remember God. He gave you everything you have.

Just Dance!

So my sister's dance team was supposed to perform at the UTAH FLASH Basketball game last night, but didn't have the opportunity to do so, due to a rumor that Michael Jordan was going to play a little one on one with Bryon Russell. Both former NBA players. The seats were packed! The speakers were too loud, it stunk like junk food that you can only find at sporting events, and there were even games behind the bleachers for kids to play if they got restless. What a night!

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. First because my sister & her team didn't get to perform at half time. Rather, they had to run in in-between time outs to do a 15--20 second skit of a dance. Second, we had 10 minutes of "dead-air" after the five minutes of "B. Russ" standing in the middle of the court "waiting" for MJ to show face on the court. Guess what though? MJ didn't show up. Why would he? I mean, yes it would have been exciting for him to show up, but he didn't. and quite honestly I laugh at those who came to the game Just to see him. I mean, don't get me wrong, I was excited to see if he'd show, but I wasn't holding my breath. As for those who were...HA HA HA!!

After getting home, we sat amongst ourselves enjoying a cup of homemade Egg Nog ice cream, and talking about the game. We didn't think it'd get any news publicity. But it did! http://www.ksl.com/?nid=148&sid=8955144 The Flash owner even posted an explanation of sorts on his blog, and left it open for comments! Props to him for that. I don't think I could ever do that, let alone respond to all those negative comments.

In the end, it was a pretty good night. I got to spend a few hours with my family, and my two most adorable nieces. Had homemade egg nog ice cream, and still got to bed at a decent hour (I love my sleep). And Trent brought me flowers before heading down to orem. :-) Brownie points for him.

Thank you all for a good night! :-)

Fireflies

You would not believe your eyes
If ten million fireflies
Lit up the world as I fell asleep

'Cause they'd fill the open air
And leave teardrops everywhere
You'd think me rude
But I would just stand and stare

I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
'Cause everything is never as it seems

'Cause I'd get a thousand hugs
From ten thousand lightning bugs
As they tried to teach me how to dance
A fox trot above my head
A sock hop beneath my bed
A disco ball that's just hanging by a thread

I'd like to make myself believe
That planet earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
'Cause everything is never as it seems

When I fall asleepLeave my door open just a crack(Please take me away from here)
'Cause I feel like such an insomniac(Please take me away from here)
Why do I tire of counting sheep(Please take me away from here)
When I'm far too tired to fall asleep
To ten million fireflies
I'm weird 'cause I hate goodbyes
I got misty eyes as they said farewell
But I'll know where several are
If my dreams get real bizarre
'Cause I saved a few and I keep them in a jar

I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
'Cause everything is never as it seems

When I fall asleepI'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
'Cause everything is never as it seems

When I fall asleepI'd like to make myself believe
That planet earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
Because my dreams are bursting at the seems