Rest In Peace Sprinkles

Last night I had a life changing experience, I watched my very first episode of "The Office" It was love at first sight. I just love these characters and I think that it is partly because I work in an office.

It was great how Pam downloaded porn at work, way to go Pam. It almost goes hand in hand with the stripper they hired to collect the giant check. Also I loved Jim when he took his shirt off and said "oh I am sorry is this a working office, and not a french beach" Awesome that Dwight killed sprinkles. I feel so bad for Sprinkles having to endure a life full of sickness. I certainly hope that her next 8 lives are more joyful.

We were all taught a very important lesson that Satan is the master of lies and everything he says is the opposite. I hope that they find the head of a monkey with antlers of a reindeer and a body of a porcupine. Oh I guess that is not necessary because the curse was broken with rabies. FYI I support the rabid. I wish there was a way for me to do more for those who suffer from the horrible diseases of rabies. Those poor 4 people who die each year, that is an outrageous number.

I am forever grateful to those friends of mine that introduced me to this goodness. My life has been forever changed.

P.S. I am not superstitious I am a littlestitious

Strife

Do you ever have those days where you just don't want to do anything? I think I am having one of those 2 weeks. My friend and I refer to this as having a depression, because you are not super depressed and it won't last forever, it is just a temporary thing. In this case a couple of weeks long.

I just feel like I have no motivation to do anything. I go to work and then I go home. It seems like the only thing I do at home is sit and do nothing. Yesterday I took a nap, then I watched the premiere of Private Practice. Yeah I lead an exciting life.

I think that the thing that makes me mad is that I am on this so called sabbatical. I say that this is from dating, but really it is for a lot of things, not just that. I have all these plans of things that I am going to do while I am on this sabbatical to make my life happier. I am frustrated that I haven't accomplished these goals. I know it is my own fault. I just need to snap out of this. I just don't know how, and it is making me mad!

Oh Mexico!!

So part of my job is to fill in for a lady in the events department while she is on maternity leave. What she does is plan all the international city meetings. I am only doing the ones in Mexico.I love this. It is a lot of fun, and such a great learning experience for me. The hardest part of this is getting a hold of contacts at the hotel. I send them emails and call them all the time. I recall the first time I tried to call this one venue the man I was trying to talk to was at the bank. The receptionist said he would be back in 20 minutes. I said I would call back, and I did two hours later, and he was still at the bank. Hmmm interesting, remind me to never join that bank, they are slow!

I have tried to get a hold of some people to get receipts for the past two weeks. It has become very difficult and my deadline is tomorrow and I am still missing two receipts.

I have come to the conclusion that all of this trouble and stress is caused by one thing. SIESTAS!!! For those of you who don't know, a siesta is a mid-day nap. It's a short nap, well not so much as short as 2 hours long, in the middle of the day. This is generally taken from 12-2, after lunch.

The great wikipedia (man I love that website, you can learn anything from it. If you have never visited it you really should. Your life will be forever changed.) has taught me that our bodies run on a 24 hour body clock which makes us wind down twice. Typically once in the afternoon and once in the evening. However, in the US we just work through our mid-day sleepiness.

This has given me two options; I can either hate Mexico for taking said siesta, and making my work day more difficult, or I can be jealous of Mexico because they get that nap, that I crave every work day at promptly 2:30pm. I think I will hate Mexico on the outside, and secretly be jealous of them on the inside. Well I guess it's not much of a secret now.

Life Lessons

So yesterday I left work early because I haven't been feeling all that well. I decided that I was going to rent a movie and watch it at home. Oh my goodness I rented the best movie. One of the best that I have seen in a really long time. It was called The Ultimate Gift, or maybe just Ultimate Gift. Either way you will know what it is. The lead Jason is played by Drew Fuller - such a hottie!

This movie taught me so much. I laughed and I cried and all around I felt good when I watched it. I even went so far as telling him to run. Yeah like he could here me, and my little "run Jason run" was going to help. Nevertheless, I still felt the need to tell him to run. I guess its a psychological thing.

Basically its about this man and when his wealthy grandfather dies, in order for him to receive his inheritance he has a series of things to do. These things are actually gifts. You watch him transform into an amazing person. The 12 gifts he received are amazing and priceless. They are:

1. The Gift of Work
2. The Gift of Problems
3. The Gift of Friends
4. The Gift of Giving
5. The Gift of Gratitude
6. The Gift of Family
7. The Gift of Learning
8. The Gift of Money
9. The Gift of Laughter
10. The Gift of a Day
11. The Gift of Dreams
12. The Gift of Love

I also want to add one more of my own that I thought of while I was watching this movie.

13. The Gift of Life..To often this is taken for granted.

These are gifts that we all have in our lives. Who doesn't have the gift of problem? We all have days and dreams and love, hopefully we have gratitude. I think one of greatest gifts that we can have is to be able to appreciate all of these gifts. When we realize that we have them, and that they are gifts. When we begin to use them, we are then changed into the person that we were meant to be, and that is the best gift of all.

Go rent this movie you wont regret it!

Oh Happy Day

Ok so its not really a happy day. I feel as though the forces of evil are against me today. I woke up today sad for no reason. I think it is all the stress in my life finally getting me down. My roommates I swear were yelling instead of talking this morning while they were getting ready, thus making it impossible for me to enjoy my snooze time wallowing in my sadness, trying to figure it out. Then I get to work and I realize that while I was changing purses yesterday I left my desk keys in the purse that is sitting happily on my bedroom floor almost empty. So now I am waiting for facilities to come and rescue me. SInce I am paranoid I lock everything up in my desk so now I can't do any work because I dont have the keys to my desk. Plus, I have a ton of work to do today, because I was not here yesterday. I can tell its going to be a great day!

Friendship=Bread

Last night, I for some reason did not want to go home after work. So I called my friend Danielle and went to visit her, and her new husband. Ahh love! It was really good to see them. To be honest I haven't really seen them since their wedding about 6 weeks ago. I felt that it had been enough time that going over there would not intrude on their newlywed time.

While I was there they invited me to stay for dinner. We proceded to make dinner together. This turned into more of an adventure than I had anticipated. My first job was to make a rue for the cheese sauce to go in the macaroni and cheese. I responeded a what?! Huh?!? How do you do that? This questions were directed at Brian as Danielle really didnt know either, her speciality is microwaved salmon (which is really good) and apparently a new tuna dish that I have yet to try, but I know the opportunity is on the horizon. Anyways I proceeded to make the rue. Now this was a new experience for all of us, even though Brian pretened to know what to do, he really didn't. He told me its equl parts of flour and butter and then add milk and cheese. Sounds simple enough. Warning- its not simple! I asked him how much butter and and flour I need to add and he said umm a cup. Warning- this is too much, unless of course you are making cheese sauce for the army then it is perfect. I got the flour out and the butter and I put it all together once the butter got melted, it took a long time but finally the rue was made, it was time to add the milk. Well we added what we thought was sufficent to go along with our paste I mean rue, and sadly it was not enough so we added more milk and more milk and more milk. Then we added cheese and more cheese and more cheese. Finally our cheese sauce was made. It only took 1 cup butter, 1 cup flour, a gallon of milk and 3lbs of cheese. Maybe not that much cheese and milk. Suprisingly it was very delicious. I will put the recipe for it on here in another post.

As I was leaving (this is the part that explains the title of this entry) they gave me Amish Friendship Bread. If you have never had it you are missing out. It is sooo good! Basically the idea is your friend gives you a start and then for ten days you make the bread either by mixing it or adding stuff. The instructions explain it all. Then on the tenth day you make starts for your friends out of your dough and bake 2 loaves of bread. Its a win-win situation. You get some great bread, and your friends get to feel loved and get some bread starter.

I was thinking about this last night and is it really amish. The answer comes to us from the wonderful world of wikipedia.
"The first time "Amish Friendship Bread" was discussed on Usenet was in a posting on February 5, 1990. It was an
experiment by Girl Scout Troop 15, c/o Emilie Manning in Oswego, NY and was posted by Patrick Salsbury. A similar
recipe, named "Hermann" has existed in Germany since the 1980s."
Way to go girl scouts! What a wonderful experiment. I dont think it is really amish because it has jell-o instant pudding. I just cant see them getting out the buggy to go to the grocery store to buy instant pudding. I could be wrong though, stranger things have happened.

However this thought came to me. It takes ten days to make this bread. Everyday you have something that you have to do whether it is a small thing like mixing it together or a big thing like adding flour, sugar, and milk, there is always something to do. It's kind of like a friendship in the fact that in order to have a long lasting, strong friendship it needs to be culitvate and cared for everyday, just like the bread.

Why I love Saturdays

So today is a a blessed day, it is Saturday. I look forward to the weekend all week. I wake up on Monday morning and tell myself that I only have 5 more days until Saturday.

Now this may sound like I don't like my job, which is not true at all. In fact I love my job. I could not have asked for a better boss or co-workers. It really is a great place to work. If I didn't have my job, then I would not fully appreciate the weekend.

The reason I love Saturday's is because there is no pressure to do anything. I make it a point to sleep in every Saturday morning. I stay up late on Friday night just to make sure that I will be able to sleep in, even if I am falling asleep on the couch I will not go to bed, it's the priciple of the thing. Silly I know.

I also make it a point to cook a nice breakfast. I love breakfast foods, and I don't get to enjoy them as often as I would like. I don't think grabbing a granola bar as I rush out the door really counts as eating a good breakfast. But lets be honest during the week I don't want to get up early enough to have time to make a good breakfast.

Saturday is a perfect day for getting a pedicure, going out to lunch with friends, watching a matinee. Or this is probably one of my favorites, walking around the mall. I usually say "I am just going to window shop". We all know how well that works or rather doesnt work as I come home with a couple of new treasures that were such a good deal, I couldn't resist.

One of the best things about Saturdays is that you can relax into the night knowing that tomorrow you have a glorious day of rest ahead of you. I think that Sundays are my second favorite day, but that is a topic for another day.

The sad truth!

The blog won! This morning when I woke up, I was all excited to check my blog to see if my experiment worked. But I made myself get ready for work and check it when I got into the office. Good thing I waited or else I might still be sitting at my apartment full of disappointment. It didnt work. The sad sad truth is that the blog won i guess it showed me who was boss. Dont worry though I am working on a come back plan!

Profile Problems

It seems as though my blog has a mind of its own and doesn't like the profile picture that I have chosen. I will save it, and the next time I log in there is a question mark. That is just not cool. So I am going to try to win by posting this pic and not deleting it. I will show that blog of mine whose boss!

P.S. I am crossing my fingers that this works, otherwise I dont know what else to do. I am out of ideas! If it doesn't work and I end up having to be a question mark forever, please know I really did try and the blog showed me who was boss. Lets hope that doesnt happen!

My Celebrity Look-Alikes

So there is this site that shows you what celebrities you look like. I tried it out and thought I would post it on here.

Gratitiude

I have been feeling a little down lately, I hate feeling like this and so I have come to the conclusion that I should just get over my little pity-party and be grateful for the things I have. So list fo why I am so happy with my life!

1. I have a great family
2. I have rockin' friends
3. I have been blessed with a strong testimony of my savior. I know he lives and loves me.
4. My job is AWESOME!
5. I am happy being me.
6. I am able to wake up everyday being free and living in America!
7. I have GREAT health.
8. I am grateful for changing seasons (I get bored of the same thing all the time)
9. I have lots of fun hobbies.
10. I am ALIVE!!!


Yes, I am blessed!!

Shake your groove thing!

While I was in San Francisco this last July, we decided to go Salsa Dancing. Let me just say that this was a disasterous experience. The club was called Cocomo and I would not recommend it. It was full of OLD and GROSS men. This was my first time salsa dancing, and let me just clairify that I am as white as they come. So all these old, gross men would ask me to dance thinking that they could be the hero that could teach me. Umm wrong!!! It was disasterous and I felt yucky afterwards, so needless to say I did not have fond memories of salsa dancing until this last weekend.

On Saturday night my friend suggested that we go dancing. I immediatly said no, I did not feel the need to be touch inappropriatly or made to feel dumb again. Who could blame me, right? Well finally I conceded and we went so we all got in the car and made our way to Studio 600 in Salt lake. The first guy that danced with me told me that I was horrible. Yeah that was fun. What did he know anyways its not like he was a professional. Anyways after that I only danced with my friends and they were very nice and taught me. Even going so far as to say that I dance "muy linda". It was a pleasant experience with lots of fun, I now have great memories of Salsa dancing.

I have come to the conclusion that it can be a lot of fun, you just have to give it a fair chance! I will be going again possibly next Saturday.

Fun in the Sun!!

Ok I am officially a slacker at this whole blogging thing. But I have repented of my evil ways, and will now become a dedicated blogger.

I got back from my wonderful vacation in FLORIDA!! Oh YAY!! It was fantastic. It was a much needed vacation. The only bad part was coming home. Not that I dont love my friends and family there but we dont have beaches. In honor of my vacation here are some pics. Who knew Palm Trees were so fun, I love them. Enjoy!