Saturday, June 28, 2008

Deep Fried Shoe.

Random, I know...It's a GG reference

Grr, I really don't like my blogger being messed up like this!

I had an AMAZING dream!! I love having FABULOUS's like a reward for going to sleep. Anywho, in my dream I was out to lunch with my friends Ash and Kristen. I happened see my friend Jay walk by so I called him over. As he walked towards us I told Ash & Kris that I'd be able to make out with him, no doubt about it. They didn't think it was possible. Jay and I started talking and I really wanted to touch his arm. His forearms are nice and muscular, very manly. I like them a lot! I didn't think I was an "arm" girl, but to each his own, I guess? So I really wanted to rub his arm (he has a nice amount of arm hair as well---eek, secret fetish or something Ehu??) and did so while we continued to talk. As he got up to leave, he gave me a hug and a kiss....but then I grabbed his neck and "went to town". WOW, it was AMAZING. He's so beautiful...*swoon*

Grabbed a bite to eat with my friends "Dixie" and Camden tonight. Dixie's a cool guy and we've hung out several times before. Both Camden and I are good friends with Dixie, but not yet with one another. I don't know him all too well yet. So I cruised over to Denny's where they were at. Man, I've gotta say, that was SO A.W.K.W.A.R.D.!!! It was as awkward as a first date!! I have NO IDEA why it was so awkward!!! Ugh, I dislike awkward moments!

P.S. I want to go a tent...with a swimming pool! I miss seeing an evening sky with a million stars. Anyone wanna come??

Friday, June 27, 2008


my pretty pretty page is gone...
stupid blogger!!
Why the heck isn't there anything showin' up on the right side, instead it's at the bottom!?

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

¡Yo quiero Mariachi!

[Naps: a blessing & a curse...blessing to catch up on sleep, curse when trying to go to sleep later that evening.]
At a friend's wedding reception last Saturday, her sister performed a musical piece that was sooo beautiful!! Unfortunately I'm not fluent in Spanish, but I still love the song ("Solamente Una Vez"/You Belong To My Heart). I thought it was so beautiful to have the Mariachi in the background.

Last year, my friend Ana had a wonderful wedding reception!! I LOVED every minute of it!! It was infused with a lot of her Latin culture. One of my favorite parts of the evening was when the Mariachi visited every table and played one request. Luckily at my table everyone was very "Haole" (Caucasian) so I had an advantage to the song selection. For the life of me I couldn't remember Alejandro Fernández's "Si He Sabido Amor". Oh well...the Marachi still sounded great. I love listening to Mariachis.
Growing up & living in South San Diego, I've always lived around a large population of Mexicans. I remember several occasions of a Mariachi coming to play at a neighbors' house. Once they even came to our house, on accident, and started singing. Of what I've experienced, they're used to serenade women right before a marriage proposal or other very special occasions ("A Walk in the Clouds" anyone??). From friends I've learned that a Mariachi is a big deal, a very large gesture. I know I'm not Mexican, but I would love to be serenaded by a Mariachi. I think it's such a beautiful gesture of love. At least this time around, I have several songs seared into memory, especially one that I'm sure never to forget, "Mariachi Serenade". O Amor....

Monday, June 23, 2008

Bring back the old!!

((.....Sappy Entry Warning.....))

I really enjoyed FHE tonight. The lesson was SUPERB!! My favorite part of the lesson was a poem shared by Elder Claudio R. M. Costa .

"Tomorrow Never Comes"
If I knew this would be the last time I would watch you sleep,I would hug you tighter. I would plead with the Lord to protect you.If I knew this would be the last time I saw you walk out the door,I would hug and kiss you and call you back to hug and kiss you one more time.
If I knew this would be the last time I would hear your voice in prayer,I would record every gesture, every look, every smile, every one of your words,So that I could listen to it later, day after day.
If I knew this would be the last time, I would spend an extra minute or two to tell you, "I love you," instead of assuming you already knew it.
If I knew this would be our last time, our last moment, I would be by your side, spending the day with you instead of thinking,"Well, I'm sure other opportunities will come, so I can let this day go by."
Of course there will be a day to revise things,And we would have a second chance to do things right.Oh, of course there will be another day for us to say, "I love you."And certainly there will be another chance to tell each other, "Can I help with anything?"But in my case, there isn't one!I don't have you here with me, and today is the last day we have—our farewell.Therefore I would like to say how much I love you,And I hope you never forget it.
Tomorrow is not promised to anyone, young or old.Today might be your last chance to hold tight to the hand of the one you love and show all you feel.
If you are waiting for tomorrow, why not do it today?Because if tomorrow never comes, you certainly will regret for the rest of your life
Not having spent some extra time for a smile, a conversation, a hug, a kiss,Because you were too busy to give that person what ended up being their last wish.
Then hug tight today the one you love, your friends, your family, and whisper in their ears how much you love them and want them close to you.Use your time to say,"I'm sorry,""Please,""Forgive me,""Thank you,"Or even,"That was nothing,""It's all right,"
Because if tomorrow never comes, you will not have to regret today.The past doesn't come back, and the future might not come!

Afterwards, my nephew and I played some Foosball. I thought something looked different at Institute. Someone bought a new Foosball table...probably Bro. Lowell. Ok, so maybe I'm weird/nostalgic/crazy?? I don't do so well with change, sometimes. I really liked the old table. I'm not a Foosball junkie or anything like that...but I like having "constants" in my life. That was a definite "constant" for me at Institute.

When I was 19 y/o, I showed up to my first Institute class hour early. I had the wrong schedule. I was nervous, I didn't know anyone or anything about Institute. As I got out of my car, the Institute instructor was waiting by the entrance for me. His big bright smile and extended hand made me feel instantly welcomed. He greeted me inside and offered to play a round of Foosball to pass the time. Over Foosball I got to know a lil more about Bro. Morgan and vice versa. It was much easier adapting to a stranger and strange place while focusing on trying to maneuver those rotation bars...(it's a wonder I can walk, talk & breathe at the same time) Since then, I've played many friends and won several wagers over Foosball. With this new table, it makes me miss Bro. Morgan and many friends who have since moved away. I long for those carefree days of college and being so young. I don't like the new table AT ALL! The lil Foosmen don't have any painted clothes on--they're just plain. Plus, the scoring "system"---It's like a dang Abacus! There's no numbers on the dumb beads! So what that there's a fancy schmancy cup holder that pops out. So what that it's made out of pretty dark wood. So what that it's all nice and new...the rotation bars don't rotate so well! HA!
Just bring back my lil men and I'll be happy.
I promise.

Sunday, June 22, 2008

Sorry, I don't speak "Captcha"

Is that "smvvm" or "smwm" .... oh it doesn't matter, I'll probably have to do it another 2 or 3 times.

Can I just say how ANNOYING decyphering Captchas are!??!!! I swear, I spend about a good 5 minutes of my life each day due to these stupid scrambled letters!! UGH!! Why can't they be easy like the ones below???

I wish I knew how to disable it from Blogger everytime I post a blog---GRR!!

Friday, June 20, 2008

I can't sleep.

I've got a migraine.

I need to shower...still.

Volleyball was okay tonight.

I have a lot on my mind.

I wish I knew how to say "No" to people.

I want some chocolate or ice cream or even just chocolate ice cream = Rocky Road.

But I didn't go to the gym for nothing.

I hate migranes.

I like a new guy. He's the most BEAUTIFUL man I've ever seen!!

I wanna go back to school and just finish my BFA degree.

I wish I had chocolate to throw over the fence at my neighbors' yapping barking dogs. (or at least one of those dog whistles)

I wish I had a dollar for every "I" in this entry...I don't know what I'd do with $20...maybe buy chocolate if the dog whistle doesn't work.

ok, I'm gonna go shower, find earplugs and go to bed.

Hello Friday, you're here already.

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Happy Birthday Thomas Aikau!!

Today's my Kuku's (In Hawaiian, Grandfather is Tutu Kane, but we changed it up a lil) birthday. He would have been 91 years old, but he passed away 6 years ago. I was just thinking of him today. I miss him. I wish I could have known him better. I always enjoyed his visits from Hawaii and Utah. Every time he flew in from O'ahu, he'd have a pink box with white ribbon wrapped around it. The pretty pink box was filled with Chinese Tea cookies for my oldest brother Dave. I remember my Kuku teaching me Spanish on a flight to Hawaii once, "Mi casa es su casa". Apparently I was his favorite granddaughter and Dave, was his favorite grandson. He treated us like it too. I always cried my eyes out whenever he and my Tutu (Grandmother) flew back home.
I think out of all of their 17 grandchildren, I knew them the least. My grandparents lived in Hawaii for most of their lives and then moved over to Orem, Utah to help with my uncle's 7 kids. Unlike my brothers and all but 7 of my cousins, I didn't grow up around them in I was only fortunate enough to enjoy their company whenever they came to visit. I miss him and my Tutu so much. I wish I could have one more day with them to just sit on the edge of the bed and talk with them like we always did. I'd hold their hands, hug them tight, and take in their sweet aroma again. I miss kneeling by the bedside with them to say morning and evening prayers. In the end, I was fortunate enough to talk to him just days before he passed. He kept repeating, "I love you Ehu, I love you". I miss him so much. I can't wait to see him again.
Happy Birthday Kuku!!

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Bye! I'm off to Florida!

I really enjoyed studying Elder Ballard's "Daughters of God" talk last night. After I finished reading the Relief Society lesson, I flipped through the rest of the May 2008 Ensign. In the "Conference Experiences" section, I came across this lil gem:

"Being single, during Elder Ballard’s talk, my mind and heart were touched with ways in which I can prepare myself to better love my future wife and better serve her and lift her burdens, that they may be light. Nothing in my life right now is more important than finding a wife I can marry in the temple and raising a family to her recognition and praise. I am excited and look forward to loving her with all my heart, might, mind, and strength.
Mike S., Florida, USA"

Who is this man?? Why in the world is he single?? Someone needs to find him and marry him ASAP!! She'll be one lucky lady!!

Sunday, June 15, 2008


My Dad is a pretty amazing man. Mosese Lomu was born in 1936 in Vava’u, Tonga. He joined the LDS church in his late teens, just a couple of years before he went on an LDS Church Service mission. I've always admired the adventures of his mission. He traveled all around the south Pacific helping build chapels and various church buildings, even the Polynesian Cultural Center. He knows all of the Polynesian languages. While on his mission, he was the rugby team captain, in a movie with Elvis Presley (“Paradise-Hawaiian Style”), married my mother in the La’ie LDS temple, and had my oldest brother---quite a mission if you ask me.
My father has done a lot for our family and I. I appreciate the way he’s taught my brothers, by example, of how to honor the Priesthood and be chivalrous towards women. It set the standard of what type of man I want as a husband someday. He’s taught me so many things, by example. Growing up he wasn’t really around, but for good reason. He worked a lot. He was the best crane operator/rigger in all of San Diego. He provided a comfortable life for our family. When he wasn’t working, he always seemed to be busy moving someone in or out of our ward/congregation [he owned a truck & a blazer] or involved in some sort of service for someone. He once told me that LDS also means “Let’s do service”. He’s rarely said ‘no’ to anyone and has taught my brothers and I to do the same. During my senior year of high school he got me interested in watching the San Diego Padres. It’s something I value to this day. Since he lost his sight about 10 years ago, I enjoy being able to talk about baseball with him & telling him who’s on base. My father’s taught me a lot. Of all the lessons he’s taught me, of these 3 do I respect the most:
-The Gospel‘s been restored.
-Baseball is life.
-Chevys are better than Fords.

I love my Dad very much. Even though he and I are sometimes too 'tenacious' for our own good, I thank my Heavenly Father for every day I have him in my life.

Saturday, June 14, 2008

The infamous prom story.

Last Wednesday evening, I ran into an old high school acquaintance at Vons. While out with Liz today, we bumped into my brother's best friend at Costco which lead to me telling her all about my "wonderful" pre-prom experience. Here we go....

I didn't really have any plans to go to prom. Didn't have a date, wasn't really my thing. If I can recall, prom was gonna be May 8th. I was currently in intersession (spring break's version of summer school) for [Senior]U.S. History class. It was an ok class, several friends were in it. But there was this one guy named Tommy (Mr. Vons) who was also in the class. He was quite the hottie and was pretty nice. Never really talked to him, didn't really run in the same circle of friends. For most of our senior year, Tommy had a girlfriend. Apparently right before intersession started,they had broken up. Like I said, I never really talked to Tommy-he was way too cute and he was pretty popular. I probably talked to him a few times during our History class, but nothing too extreme. One day after class, as he was waiting for some friends in front of the school, I decided to approach him and just straight out ask him. Besides, what did I have to lose?
I walked up to Tommy, said I had something I wanted to ask him and said...."It's ok if you said no, but I just wondered if maybe you'd like to go to prom together?" Tommy looked surprised! It was silent for a second til he said "ok, I'm not saying no, but I'm saving my money to put a down payment on a car I want to get. So I'm not too sure if I'm going because of this money situation." After feeling rejected, I just smiled and said, "don't worry, it's ok. I know we really don't know each other so it's ok." He tried to reassure me that he wasn't saying no... but I just wanted two things to happen, either the world open up and swallow me or well, that's all I wanted to have happen. I was a lil embarrassed. But I was way stoked that I was that gutsy to even do that. The next day at class was a lil awkward, but the next week and half left of intersession was ok because we started to talk a lil more.

Once regular school was back in session...the sudden pressure to go to prom was on. All my friends were going, so I really needed to go. One day, right before an assembly, I thought about asking my friend Herman....during the assembly I found out that my friend Wendy had just asked him right before. Dang...another shot down. A couple days later, I thought I'd ask my friend RJ. He was just a friend but was a year younger. He talked to alot of Seniors, so I figured it'd be cool for him to go. Cool guy, got along with him great, so yeah! I asked him, we would just be going as friends since he had a girlfriend at another school. It was set. A couple days later, RJ came up to me to tell me that he was workin' out with Tommy when he told RJ that he finally got the car and was coming back to ask me to go to prom. Nice, right? But--RJ, not knowing that I had first askedTommy, told him that we were going together. Didn't really matter in the end, because a week later RJ came to me to say that he couldn't go because he had no money. Ok, well that sucks again...but prom's a lil pricey, so that was ok if he couldnt' go. no worries...
Don't ask me what possessed me to do this but I did... I called up my brother's best friend Tim (Mr. Costco). Way cool guy, always thought he was a cutie. I figured why not, besides, he went to prom with my cousin several years before, why not? By the way, did I mention that Timmy's 10 years older than me? Yep he is. I called him up one night, kinda told him my other 2 failed attempts and then said I had the hugest favor I could ever ask him in this lifetime. I presented the favor and was met with, "OOOOOOH, Ehu! Man, I'd hate to say this to you, but I can't go. I promised myself after the last prom I went to that I would never ever go to one again" (could you really blame the guy, he was 27 y/o) I felt like an idiot. I said to Tim "I understand, that's cool (I really really wanted the world to open up right then and just swallow me whole!) don't worry about it Tim, I bet you'd feel weird going with your best friend's lil sister anyways" Then he responds with "OOOOoooh Ehu! Just go stag, you'll be fine. Plus you're just like my lil sister" Shot down in the head! Thank you very much. With that last line, I think I'd only get a kiss on the forehead had we gone together.

The day of prom, during 3rd period, I made up my mind to just go to prom no matter what. I went to prom with some friends. Got in free - since tickets were $80/couple (This is San Diego,we don't have proms in school gyms)...and who was there-RJ. That freakin' punk ended up going with the ASB. If I remember right, I wore my hideous bride's maid dress to prom and my best friend did my hair and make up-which was a bit much that night (Did I mention how I made up my mind to go to prom just hours before--there wasn't much preparation before that day, unfortunately). YUCK!! I'm so embarrassed I even said that last part!

Well, that was my prom story. Everything before prom sucked, but I went. Got to see all my friends dressed up, took tons of pics with friends (made faces, of course--I was not a huge hit at graduation later when I met all their parents though), got my palm read (that was pathetic), went to play laser tag afterwards....traded my friend Alfredo for his Airwalks while he ran around in my heels...Also, I borrowed his (medium sized) undershirt and wore my slip while playing laser tag. Yeah, it was freakin' funny...

But that's my prom story as funny/sad/courageous/daring as it is....for what it's worth, I'm glad I went thru it all and decided to go in the end. It's just high school, everyone has an embarrassing story or two.

Friday, June 13, 2008

Uh, should I be embarrassed?

The more I look at them I wonder...good purchase? or bad bad purchase?

I first came across these shoes 3 years ago during massage school. Every time I seen them, I thought "Why is she wearing gardening shoes during winter?".

Then my brother bought some, but he had a different version. I wear them every so often if I have to run outside for a sec...uber comfy.

Every time I give a massage and walk into my clients' homes, I always remove my shoes. Sometimes it's so cumbersome to put my massage table & bag down in order to puy my shoes on. I often wish I just had shoes to slip on and off.

Well today when I seen some at Costco, I thought "Hmm, $15 for some pretty pink ones? Why not?" [There wasn't any red left in my size:( ]

So now I'm the proud/embarrassed owner of pink Crocs/Gardening shoes.
update: 6/14/08

Wore those #!$%!@& shoes to Sea World last night. I forgot that even though they're comfy---they're still new. Here's the 2 lil tokens I came home with. (TMI-sorry) If you look at the shoe above, they're from the black 'button' inside the shoe. Nice, reaaalll nice.

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Hi Randi, I've missed you so!!

I've got the Nacho Libre "Singing at the Party" song stuck in my head---(Thanks Kea!!)

My brother Wayne's in town with his stepdaughter Olivia. I'm so freakin' happy that they're here!! It was a great surprise!! I haven't seen Olivia in about 8 years? It's been a while and now she's a beautiful, tall, 15 year old!!! I'm so glad they're here in town for at least a day and a half!! We're going to H&M tomorrow because they live in Lake Havasu, AZ [apparently the boondocks w/ NO mall!! SAD!! So deprived ;) ]

I LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE H&M!! New sunglasses here I come!!

Seriously, I love the Nacho Libre song!! I just want to watch it now!!

I think Rocky Road ice cream is my new favorite ice cream....sorry mint :(

I also think I'm coming down with a cold. My body's achey & warm plus I'm slightly dizzy. Not good!!

Why I can't get sick tomorrow:
-H&M shopping!
-Goin' to the beach w/ Wayne, Livie, Kimo (& his family) and my family.
-Ericka's graduation luau!
-Volleyball @ 8pm

I LLOOVVEE when my nephew, Kea, does Nacho Libre (singing at the party) & Augustus Gloop impersonations.

And I miss Kihei, Maui.......I'd move there in a nanosecond!!!

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Time Flies.....

Aww, my baby nephew is now a grown man!! I can't believe how fast time has flown by!! I can't believe that he's 18 years old, just graduated from H.S., a lifeguard and dating a WONDERFUL girl!! AHHHHHH!!! I dont even want to think about what'll happen in a year when he leaves for his mission.

Sunday, June 8, 2008


I owe a lot to this book. I know to some it's just a hymn book, but I have a deep appreciation for the hymns of the gospel. "Some of the greatest sermons are preached by the singing of hymns".[First Presidency Preface] On my mission, my companions and I would sometimes sing a hymn to those we taught. There's something about hymns that really help the message hit home.
As we were practicing "O My Father" during today's choir practice, a flood of thoughts & memories came to mind. I remember a time in my life when I wasn't as active [in church] as I should have been. I was at college, living away from home. The only reason I attended church at that time was to sing the hymns, I had no other interest than just that. When I moved into a new ward, I continued with that same purpose of church attendance, but figured I'd join the ward choir this time around [more singing time :)]. A few weeks later, a call of service was extended to me to be the ward organist. Ultimately, from that call and being in such a wonderful ward my purpose for church attendance changed.
The hymns of the gospel have always had a special place in my heart. I grew up singing them every Monday for Family Home Evening. The first song my Mother ever taught me was "I Am A Child Of God". My eyes tear up everytime I sing this hymn and thoughts of my Mother come to mind. I know when I have children someday, this will be amongst the first songs I sing to them. "Teach your children to love the hymns. ...Sing hymns as lullabies to build faith and testimony in your young ones." [FPP]
I am truly grateful for the hymns and the way they've touched me and continue to change my life.

Saturday, June 7, 2008

Why I love hangin' out w/ my nephews & niece....

While writing out my shopping list yesterday, my niece came over to sit beside me. Just like her brothers, she's okay with me drawing on her. We like to give each other "tattoos", usually I'll just write my name on her arm with a heart around it and she'll do likewise. Before I even started, she said "You better not even think about writing your name on me Ehu! Or I'm gonna tell Gramma on you and I'll never let you draw on me again!" Ok ok, no name-this time.
What I drew on her:

What I got in return:

(Maybe we should have saved this activity for AFTER we went grocery shopping)

And because her brother was close by:

Since one of the stores I had to go to was by Rite-Aid [Think Thrifty's] , I bribed her into wearing a mask the whole time we went grocery shopping. In return we would go to Rite-Aid for some ice cream. Since her brother didn't want to be left out, he had to wear my Dad's OLD glasses while we were in Rite-Aid.

(the mask actually extends up an additional 4-5 inches)

Aren't they awesome!?! I love being an Aunt! I hope my kids turn out as cool as them!

Friday, June 6, 2008

Let the weekend begin!

YAAAAAY! Beautiful San Diego weather for the weekend! I love it!! Also, I got to talk to Ash! this morning! Man, I love this girl! Who knew that we’d ever end up as friends?? She’s seriously too awesome for words!

So I didn’t think I’d be staying over at my friends’ place while I was dog-sitting, but since my friend insisted that I just sleep over, I figured “Why not?”. I love their house! It’s sooooooooo beautifully decorated which makes it so warm & welcoming. Hello Mr. Jacuzzi, we‘ll be spending some time together this weekend. Ok…so the reason why I’m staying over is because, well…other than getting a big beautiful QUIET house ALL TO MYSELF & Baxter, it’s because I have another lil quirk. I don’t know where it came from or how it started. I promise, I’m not a freak--eek!
In the last 10 years, whenever Saturday night would roll around I would feel this ‘itch’ to make a skirt for church the next day. By “night“, I mean usually around midnight. I don’t know why that hour, but it’s always after 11pm. Sometimes I’d feel bad because there I was making a ruckus in the kitchen. Thankfully it only took about an hour to make, so the ruckus wouldn’t be that long at all. This is all great timing because I’ve been longing to sew lately. [a couple aprons, several skirts, finish Mom’s drapes & some shorts] Ahhh!! I’m so stoked!!

Thursday, June 5, 2008

WHY, OH WHY?!?? the hardest part about the gym is just getting to this:
I love working out at the gym, but MAN is it hard to just get to the gym sometimes! Plus, my best friend's wedding that was scheduled for October, is now in AUGUST!!! AND--my birthday's in 13 weeks!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
See ya! I'm off to the gym so I don't waste $40 a month on a membership card collecting dust as a drink coaster.

Wednesday, June 4, 2008

Baxter George.

  • YAAAAAAY!! I'm so stoked! I get to dog-sit this weekend! I know, dog-sit, how many people are this excited to dog-sit? I am, I am! I didn't grow up around dogs so I've always been quite fearful of them. Going to New Jersey wasn't helpful either because it seemed like EVERYONE had at least 2 pets per household (majority being dogs). However, Baxter's different.
  • He's older and slightly blind so he's pretty gentle. I love that! Plus (MAJOR PLUS) he doesn't bark or jump up on people because that really terrifies me and I don't do so well at hiding my fear. He's such a teddy bear and always comes over to sit at your feet. I love walking him too and getting to brush him. Oooh! I'm so stoked!! Hanging out with Baxter always makes me look forward to the day I'll be able to get my own dog--a German Shepherd named "Dude".

  • And as an added bonus I get to hang out at my friends' uber quiet house while they're gone. A house party is FAR from my mind. I can't wait to just sit on their comfortably cozy couch and read, read, read---oh and watch the Padres take down the Mets on their ginormous HDTV. Wow, I almost feel like I'm the one going on vacation.
  • Monday, June 2, 2008

    Hola, mi nombre es Tita de la Garza.

    Happy 46th Anniversary Mom & Dad!

    Sometimes I feel like I'm Tita from "Like Water for Chocolate". I love to cook...but at times, it becomes a lil wearing. However, I'm grateful for the ability and talent to do so. In the end, it's just practice for the future when I have a family of my own.

    What's come out of my kitchen today:


  • Banana Pancakes

  • Salsa Eggs
  • Breakfast Sausages
  • Potato & Onion Hash Browns

  • Dinner & Dessert:

  • Teriyaki Short Ribs
  • Honey Walnut Shrimp
  • Mom's Mac Salad
  • Tomato Salad
  • Rice
  • Crepes
  • Homemade Strawberry 'Drizzle' Sauce
  • Stick a fork in me..I'm done cooking for a week! Unless this greeted me in the morning, then I might change my mind. Oh well, guess I'll just have to make my own.


    Sunday, June 1, 2008


    I love Sundays. There's no better day than a Sunday. I love the opportunities of attending church with my family. Sometimes I ponder the thought of having my records moved back to their ward. We'll see... Sundays are the best. It's the one day a week when nothing really happens and that's great!! We're finally able to rest and spend quality time with one another. We have no obligations or meetings or ANYTHING!! Ahhh, this is the life! Maybe we'll get together and play some Tripoly or Pictionary tonight. But I know we'll be enjoying either some Pineapple Upside Down cake or Strawberry crepes with it. I still haven't decided.

    I FINALLY got to hang out with my best friend Bugs!! UGH!! I haven't seen her in FOREVER!!! And I've missed her friendship so much! We went to two Sacrament meetings and then out to lunch. I know, I know...maybe since we went to one extra Sacrament meeting it'll cancel out the 'lunch' part? Ok ok, I'm rationalizing It was so good to get to talk to her. She's getting married and I met her fiance at the funeral yesterday. I'm extremely glad that she's so happy. We talked about relationships. You know how when someone's in a relationship and they're describing 'that' feeling? UGH! Sometimes I feel like it's a foreign language or's been a while since I've felt 'that' feeling. Bugs has known me all of my life and she said that once I find 'the one' I'll no longer have the 'space issues' and I'll just KNOW that he's the one. Aww shucks...
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