Sorry Miss Chiquita....

I have a love/hate relationship with Bananas. I like to grab fruits in the morning and eat them at my desk at work. Sometimes it'll be an Orange and Banana or an Apple and Banana....but it's always a Banana.

I didn't grow up liking them much because of a lie my older brother told me once. I must have been about 7-8 years old when he told me that 'trantulas pee on Bananas, that's why they're wet'. When you're a kid, you believe just about anything and I certainly believed that! It was hard for me to eat Bananas after that. (I know spiders don't pee on Bananas, nor do you eat the skin...it's just the thought of it! YUCK!!) For a long time--even til this day--I'd rather eat a Banana in a slice of bread. I can't eat it by itself...there's just something gross about it. And you can just forget about me cutting it up and putting it in my cereal--SICK!! But I eat it because I know it's healthy for me, that's it!!

MMM Mmm Monday....

It felt SOOOOOOOO good to wake up in my OWN bed this morning. Oh I loved it...I've missed it so much!!!

I'm stoked to be going to the Mormon Battalion Center AGAIN tonight!

(yeah, that was Morgan)

Since it's reopening on Jan. 30, this will be my 5th time going! It's seriously that awesome!! I love it!! The tour is really fun and informative! I can't wait!!!

And....there's a new guy in the office. He's pretty good looking...he's no Mr. NY, but at least it's some new eye candy around here. He's about 6-6'2, Caucasian, hazel/blue eyes, buzzed brown hair and maybe about 23-25 years old....so by my standards, he's pretty close to perfect. He looks like the skater/surfer type, a lil shy (but then again, it is his first day). So we'll see.....

The March 28th post.

This weekend has been quite nice and quite good....but there's still more to come this week....

Yesterday I went to the beach with my cousins. It was such a glorious day, PERFECT beach weather. I truly loved it and felt revived. It felt nice to breathe again and feel happy...with a smile on my face. I felt whole again. I loved it. I wanted to cry because I was so happy to be happy again. I didn't have to worry or stress, for once this week. We walked along a secluded beach and looked for shells and sand dollars. I felt happy and I loved it. I haven't had a day such as that for a very long time.

Today I went to just my Sacrament meeting and then left to go to a YSA Sacrament meeting with a friend. There was such a difference. It was Q-U-I-E-T!!! I LOVED IT!!! I didn't know I was craving silence so much!! I could hear the speakers and feel the Spirit. It was AMAZING. It's been a while since I could feel the Spirit so strong in a Sacrament meeting. Our Stake President also spoke and I've gotta say, I truly love him. Whenever I hear him speak, I want to be a better person. There's hope in his words. I appreciate his counsel and wisdom.

I went home today to pack some of my clothes. Home felt foreign...but at the same time, my bed never looked so good. I miss my bed. And tonight, at least for tonight, I'll be reunited with it. I'm so tired, I can't wait to go to sleep. Sleeping in my own room, in my old house with two parents who love me. I feel blessed, this weekend.

Life on a Friday.

Today, I feel a lil sad as I eat my lunch...

...my lunch that was from home...

.......which are the leftovers from the last dinner I had with my parents.

I was thinking of this tupperware that I'll have to put in my trunk, along with the rest of my belongings....which isn't much.

I feel tremendously sad because I miss my Dad. It breaks my heart to have him call me, while extremely emotional, to beg me to come home.

What is "home" anyways? Or rather, what should it be? Shouldn't it be where you want to be...and most especially where others want you to be? Like your own Mom?

I miss my stuff. I miss my clothes, or at least not wearing the same shirt and jeans (they've been washed) since I was kicked out. Last week my problem was having TOO much clothes....now, it's not having at least another change of clothes. I miss the normalcy of my life. I miss playing my piano. I miss my nightly phone calls to a friend. I miss my bed so much, it's hard sleeping in other peoples' beds---but I'm grateful for their generosity.

I can't miss all of these things and people too much, because I have to move on and watch out for myself. One can't move forward, while still facing backwards. This is my life....for now, at least.

Less + Home = Life

Something I learned in the last 24 hours:

Always have a bag ready to go in case you, for some unforeseen reason, have to leave your home quickly.

I learned that life lesson last night. I don't know how to adequately describe the feeling of having everything you own on your back or in your hand...and maybe even in the trunk of your car. It's sad and quite depressing, to say the least. Nor do I know how to describe the feeling of wondering where you'll sleep for the night or the next week or month....

Infidelity is NOT "In"!!

On the drive into work this morning, a radio dj was talking about yet another couple in Hollywood that's splitting up due to infidelity. She went on to say that this is the 3rd couple this month that's in the news.

I'm so tired of hearing about infidelity. I'm tired of all the dishonesty it creates and most especially the hurt it causes. I hate it. I truly do! Why can't partners be honest and open enough to say, "I don't feel the same way about you, I think we should end this relationship". Do they avoid such conversations because they don't want to hurt their partner?? Really?? So cheating is a better way out?? GRR!!!

I HATE CHEATERS!!!

I hope they someday feel the pain, hurt, anguish and suffering they've caused their partner, family and friends....they would truly deserve to feel such heartache.

I love April 15...

...but then again, I'm not a CPA.

And then after April 15, I'm hoping to love this even more:

Isn't it pretty?? I sure love it...and need it....so I don't have to keep using my phone for all my internet needs. Look at that ginormous screen...so much better than a 2in by 2in screen.

Anywhooo....until then....life is pretty good.

Weekend Update: March Edition.

So I made the melted crayon shapes this weekend! It was pretty fun! It took a while to peel off wrappers and cut them down, but it was GREAT!! I'm going to Michael's this week to buy a star mold and will make some more this weekend. I can't wait!! The Primary kids and teachers all loved them!!

Oh....

And if & when I get married, I'd REALLY love to receive this:

"Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer true!

I'm half crazy over the likes of you.

It won't be a stylish marriage;

I can't afford a carriage.

But you'll look sweet

Upon a seat

Of a bicycle built for two."

Please & Thank You.

I can't wait to make these this weekend:

My co-worker and I were talking about how fun it is to make melted crayon shapes. I figure with all the broken/small crayons at church, this would be ideal!! I can't wait!! Looks like so much fun!!

♥♥♥

One of the girls in the office received a HUGE floral arrangement. I think that'd be so sweet to receive flowers at work. Oh how I would love that so much!!

Deep pink roses, please :)

...and thank you.

Such a shady Sunday....

Dear Florida,

I HATE YOU!!

I WILL ALWAYS HATE YOU!!!

YOU ARE A PATHETIC EXCUSE!!!

GO TO HELL!!!!!

-Ehulani

My name is Ehu and I'm a Clothes-aholic.

This past Saturday, from 10am til midnight, I was cleaning my room and doing laundry.

I did about 6 loads of laundry with about 4 more loads awaiting me (while still having clothes in my closet & drawers).

I'm serious. Dead serious. I own that many clothes. I never knew it....

THIS IS BAD, REALLY BAD!

They all fit too. And I do wear them pretty often*. So it's not like it's stuff that I could easily (aka: "willingly") give to a thrift store. [Let me define, "often": When it finally rotates its way to the top of a pile, drawer or closet]

I was thinking of doing a little experiment: Wear all of my clothes, once....and see how long it would take me to go through EVERYTHING I own, before wearing them again.

I give it 4-5 months. We'll see....

Birthday girl Becka!

Today is my sister's birthday.

Well, she's actually my sister-in-law, but I've known her since I was 7 years old and she's been married to my brother for the past 20 years....so maybe you can understand why I consider her more of a sister than an "in law".

At first I didn't quite like her because she was different. She was much different than the people in my community and at times it felt like she was taking away part of my family (by marrying my brother and moving away).

It took me a while to really like her. Sometimes I was jealous of her. As the youngest of 3, with 2 older brothers, I didn't really have to share any of my parents' attention. So when she came around, I started to be a little envious that my parents now focused on someone else. Sometimes that would create a lil wedge between her and I. Usually, I would be a brat, due to my lack of maturity.

Things have changed a lot since then....

I love my dear sister Becka. I often refer to her as my "sister", which sometimes confuses people who know that I only have brothers. But it's funny when people approach me and refer to her as "sister-in-law". It confuses me and I forget that they're actually talking about her, and not my other brother's wife.

She's taught me a lot through the years. Since my brother & "sister in law" have lived with us since I was a kid, she really had a hand in my upbringing. She attended BYU and is fluent in Spanish, due to her LDS mission to Chile....because of this, she helped me with A LOT of homework--from elementary through college. She is the most patient person I know and also the most honest person I will ever know. (Funny little story: My brother once caught me in a lie about something concerning Becka. He told me, "I'm going to believe Becka--she's ALWAYS honest".) It was from Becka that I learned to value integrity in my life, by example and by word. I KNOW I can always trust her, I have never had a reason not to.

Since my sister is Caucasian, we've been blessed to have American cuisine in our home. I've learned several dishes, in which I am thankful. She is a very talented cook and baker. There has never been a meal/dish that I did not like. I am sure that's in part to her wonderful mother, as well.

Becka was my escort through the Temple for the first time. Most women choose their mothers. I chose her because of her patient, nurturing and caring heart. I often think she knows me better than my own mother, she probably does. It's her that I go to when I have a problem at work, a guy I'm crushing on or a life situation I don't know how to handle. She listens and gives the best advice. She's a wonderful mother and have taught her 4 children exceptionally well. I hope I can be a tender mother and loving wife like her, someday. I love her dearly and I will always be eternally grateful to have her as my sister. She is the best choice my brother has ever made.

Maybe one day I will grow up to be like her...smart, wise, funny, beautiful and loving. I can only hope so...

Happy Birthday to my awesome sister, Becka!

A good life, interrupted.

As I was driving home last night, I started to think of my life a year ago.

A year ago, life seemed pretty perfect....

I was happy, I loved life and I loved my family with all of my heart.

I would always prefer to be home, than anywhere else.

I had a job I thoroughly enjoyed and worked with trust worthy people.

My health was pretty great.

My new-ish car ran smoothly.

Everything I believed in marriage was concrete.

I loved working at the San Diego LDS Temple on Saturdays.

Life was good, life was really good!

One decision, one tremendously selfish decision has made my life-a year ago-seem like ions ago. I wish I could go back to those happier times. I wish I could go back to thinking that "Life is great". I wish I could be surrounded by those I love the most. I wish I could find happiness at home, instead that's the last place I rather be. I hate crying over my nephews, niece and sister being so far away. I hate the fact that the ones I love the most are the ones being hurt constantly. I hate having a heart full of hate and hating someone I use to look up to. I hate deceit on a daily basis. I HATE IT!!! I hate the way my once happy heart is now full of hate. Unfortunately, this is my life, for now....

True Love!

My life is complete.

I LOVE Mint Chocolate M&M's!!!

Thanks Arizona.....

Dear Arizona,

I had a WONDERFUL time this past weekend!! Thank you for being cooler than expected...a little too cool & wet at times, but it was still great weather! Thank you for taking care of my family and providing such awesome friends and family to love them while we are apart. This truly puts my heart at ease. I met a few of them, and I really liked them. I think I've changed my opinion about "Zonies" after this trip....but I still think Arizona's really "Southern Utah" since all of their neighbors are Mormons.

Can I just say that it was nice to eat at Sonic's again...Thanks AZ! I'm glad you also have AMC theatres...we were able to enjoy "Alice in Wonderland"!! Totally trippy in 3-D!! However, I never knew that you had such strict traffic laws. I almost learned a very hard lesson on Friday while I drove on your Rte. 85. Apparently if someone [me] drives 21+ miles over the speed limit, it qualifies them for jail time. LUCKILY the SHERIFF was EXTREMELY nice and let me off with a warning!! I definitely deserved a ticket for driving 85 mph in a 55 mph zone. How was I suppose to know?! All the signs I ever seen on that roadway read, "85"!! Ok ok, plus I was taking pictures of your beautiful landscapes and the sun setting behind your mountains. Thanks for having such observant and kind sheriffs!

Oh! And I really liked your Mesa LDS Temple. It was very lovely....and I loved your reflection pools! And I can't wait to see your new Gilbert LDS Temple soon enough....especially since our artist relative will be doing internal & external art work for it! How exciting!

I can't wait to see you again....thanks for all you do!

-ehu

Hi Arizona, nice to see you!!

In an hour, I'll be driving to Arizona!! I'm so freakin' excited!! It's been two months since I've seen my nephews & niece. I can't wait to see them!! It's been so long!! I haven't been on a road trip for a while too, so it'll be nice to take a lil drive out in the desert. I think that's the part I'm a lil nervous about since it's been a several years since I've driven out to Arizona. It's only 6 hours and it'll be during the day...so all will be well. I've got a lovely lil container of Red Vines and my iPod---I think I'm all set to go!!

I can't wait to see them. Plus I miss my sister so much! We're going to see "Alice in Wonderland" in 3-D!! Stoked for that also!!

My heart is happy!! I cannot wait!!! It's like seeing sunshine after two months!♥

Oh Thursday, you love me!

As always, I LOVE Thursdays,

99.9% of my Thursdays have been AWESOME.

This Thursday [today] just got better!

I can't wait for this weekend!

I've been looking foward to this for the last several weeks.

My heart will be full again.

I've missed that feeling, I've missed it so much.

♥

(I'll post more about it, tomorrow)

Brutal.Honest.Truth.

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* Disclaimer*

I was reading a friend's blog the other day and it made me wonder if I 'sugar coat' my blog. If I do, it's not because I'm trying to paint a picture of a perfect life. If anything, it's because I can be too harsh in the things I think and say. So starting now, there will never be any type of blog 'sugar coating'. I figure if you're my friend, then you know me and you know my heart. If you get offended, well....sucks to be you!

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And with that said....

Can I just say that I'm tired of "potlucks" disguised as "parties".

I was invited to a 'going away' party yesterday for an acquaintance. When I asked her for the location, she gave me an address and told me to 'go ahead and bring a dish too!'. That's the second party last month that was a mandatory potluck. Why even have a hostess?? What is she hosting....you to the table with the food and gift you just brought?? If you can't afford a party and it turns into a potluck--maybe you shouldn't be throwing a party in the first place! And if you do throw a potluck--I think you should provide the main course. That's just poor form!

Needless to say, I didn't go to the party yesterday. Some friends didn't understand my reasoning, but I don't care. Don't say you're throwing a party if the rest of us are bringing the food!