OOOOO IKEA, How I love you!

NO, HOORAY FOR THE IKEA CATALOG! Well it came...yes the IKEA catalog. I am such a nerd and I go crazy over this catalog. I guess I don't really pay attention to what they are selling or the prices, I just love the arrangements they make for the pictures. I just want to rip every page out and save them to know that one day I will decorate and have lovely things like that. Grant, IKEA isn't known to have like super super nice furniture, but I still can't help myself on my college student budget. Sadly, as of now I really can't decorate the place I'm staying at. I think what the IKEA catalog does for me is make me happy for the things I look forward to after college. Such as, getting my own place and having full freedom to decorate and make it my home. My creativeness is having to be stuffed inside myself as of right now, but it sure is trying to come out. Not quite yet though. Can't I just live in the IKEA catalog where life is filled with beautiful colors and patterns, and where the people love where they live? I guess I will just have to resort to the plain white jail cell walls that I currently have in my solitary room of freedom. I'm dreamin' big you guys!

Don't talk to strangers!!!

Well apparently to a stranger I look capable of abducting a small child. Would I ever? No, of course not, but this woman at the mall was sure upset and giving me the stink eye when her daughter was caught talking to me. I was minding my business at the mall looking at some accessories, when I notice two feet below me the cutest little girl admiring a sparkly necklace next to me. She glanced up at me, and gave me this adorable little girl smile, and nicely I smiled back. Then the young one spoke, "I think you should get this one." "Oh really?" I replied. She then continued, "And plus I really like your boots." "Why thank you very much." Then, after briefly discussing necklace choices and my boots, we were rudely interrupted by her mother who was too distracted at the counter with her own mess to even notice where her daughter had been for the last 5 minutes, "Hey! (insert little girl's name, I forgot it) (also mother giving me the stink eye at this very moment) Get over here, this isn't Roosevelt, you could get kidnapped here!!!" (Continues to stink eye me) Then I kindly try to save her daughter from being punished I told the mother that we were just talking about necklaces and which one she should choose. (Another stink eye look.) "Get over here, (name), RIGHT NOW!!!"
Yes, woman, us classy ladies were just talking casually about accessories while you rudely interrupted this adorable little girl and practically accused me of kidnapping your child! Sorry your daughter is cute and outgoing alright, all features that I'm sure will only bring you unwanted "trouble" for the rest of your life. Get over yourself lady, this isn't Roosevelt ya know! Jeez!

Picture Perfect

Can I just say today was perfect? Because it was. On my way to work today, everything around me felt perfect and beautiful in it's own way. I recognized what a beautiful state Utah is. This is where I grew up, and I never really took the chance to admire or appreciate the beauty all around me. Living in a valley, you are just engulfed by it. I rolled down my windows, soaked up every ray of sun, took deep breaths of that fresh CLEAN air and gazed upon my clear blue skies that danced across the tops of the mountains.
If this was my first time visiting Utah, I think I would be amazed at the beauty, in an almost overwhelming way. It'd be something I didn't expect from some small lone state. I have been living my everyday not noticing these things, it's almost like I've always taken advantage of being surrounded by this environment. So today, I embraced it, and look forward to future moments like these again. I almost feel bad for those who have never been able to take in a sight like I had this morning. It was a great way to start my day, and the momentum followed me for the rest of the day. Thank you Utah, for my special treat.

Color Me Mine

I will have to admit. I have an addiction. I love nail polish, not the smell or anything just the amazing amount of color options I can have for my nails. How could you not like painting your nails? I feel like my whole way of being is thrown off if I don't have my nails painted. I am not myself without my little pointers painted in amazing color of the week. Also, I am addicted to how feminine I feel with nail polish on. I notice that I use my hands more gracefully like a lady should, and I just feel girlie. I love it. And let's not forget the best part, you can have pretty much any color under the sun on your nails. It is my form of expression! This week I am coral orange....much love for the color.

It's been awhile and I've missed you...

Okay, so I am a horrible blogger. It's been far too long, and I guess a lot of things were going on in these last few months where my blog was my last priority. Lots of stress. But ya know, I've decided that I'm going to kind of rework this blog. Not only will I be sharing my funny moments but I will be sharing my daily views and excitements. I am currently working on fixing things in my life, my relationships, friendships, family, and just me in general. I thought I should document the little miracles I find each day(okay, maybe not everyday because I can never keep up.) So here I am...a fresh start.

Well I think I decided today what one of my favorite things on my list of many things that I consider a favorites (along with fat animals and cookies). You know that moment after you pour yourself your most favored cereal into a freshly clean cereal bowl and add that precious white gold into it? Well, the moment right after that is my favorite. Taking the first bite of that cereal is by far the best bite of the entire cereal bowl experience. That mixture of crunch, and a slight give due to the liquid finding it's way through the flake is where utopia is found. The BEST. I am very thankful for that moment every time I make the decision to start my day with a bowl of cereal. I feel like the magnitude of joy and excitement just follows me throughout my day. The moment and good feelings just carry onto my events, making it a great day. So everyday should start out with a bowl of cereal because then, there could be no room for horrible moments to bury your bliss. And of course it's part of a well-balanced breakfast!

I have a confession.

So I have a confession to make to the world, and it's quite embarrassing on my part. I know I do it, but I never realized I did it until lately. I don't do it often, but I can't believe I caught myself doing it. I currently work at a restaurant as a server and a busser. Lately I have been bussing a lot more, and I find bussing quite a boring job. I constantly find needs to entertain myself whether it's with coworkers or just by myself. And it wasn't until recently I started noticing that I find something else quite amusing.
When I am bussing a booth that runs along the wall of the restaurant, the process of cleaning the tables off are extreme. Since we are not allowed sit in the booth to wipe down the back of the table we are supposed to reach over and clean the back of the booth table. This is where my entertainment comes.

Do you want to know? If you can keep a secret.

While wiping these tables down I find it funny, since my behind is already in sight (refer to picture above) I sometimes decide to perk up my little toosh to give it a little extra flare. I do not know why I do this, but I find it extremely funny to do it when there is a table sitting right behind me. I always out the corner of my eye check and see if anyone notices. Whether they notice or not I find this the most hilarious thing ever. I don't tell anyone at work that I do this, so according to them I have the best table wiping technique ever!
I have recently discovered that this probably isn't the best technique because I have been drawing some more unwanted attention from my coworkers including weird looks. I think I should tone it down a bit, but it is quite funny to find out if people look at all. Ha ha. So if you ever enter this restaurant and happen to see a girl wiping down a table with her behind proudly hanging high in the sky....it was me.