It's Only Been Four Days!

Early Monday morning my sister Rhonda sent myself and my other siblings a picture text, which at first I was mad about cause it cost me a whole dollar. But it was of her new ring, yes ring. She and Brian have been dating for the past nine months, and the last time I was home I said that they were gonna get engaged soon. I even asked him: "are you sure you want to be a party of this family?" I didn't expect him to just answer with yes. We are a great family to become a part of, mostly because of the love my Grandparents showed us growing up. Not just to each other, but to those around us. So she insisted on flashing her ring to me, which I found a little rude, but realized she was just excited. Which I know when I get something to put on that finger, I'm gonna be excited too. Though I would take a piece of string, I don't really care for flashy things...

Returning to my reason of posting this information...So it's been four days since Brian put that ring on her finger. FOUR! And she's going bonkers on the wedding sites and all kinds of crap. How soon is she planning to get married? I know not next week, cause that's not the way my family does it. Growing up, she showed me that she had a little journal of ideas and things she wants done at her wedding, and even then I though she was being too crazy about it. Don't get me wrong, planning takes a long time(and lots of money), but it's only been FOUR DAYS! I'm happy for my sister and my parents, though I'll have to see my Dad cry again, and I'm not jealous in anyway or ever will be.

I'm the last of the girls and number six of the seven, so I have no real rush to get married, though it might happen in the next five years. I do admit that I've looked at things for that day, but haven't planned it out like my sister has. Every girl dreams of her wedding day...except me. I really don't care how it goes, as long as he(my groom) is there and says "i do." Like I tell people, I want a Wham Bam Thank You Ma'am wedding. It's cheaper and my family is huge already with just 40+ in my immediate family. Then there is at least another 150-200 guests for just my side...the Groom's side of the church is gonna be over powered by my side as well. And big weddings are a hassle at times, just something short and quick is the way for me.

Jobless...for 3 hours

I MADE IT! I got into Long Beach at about 5pm on Sunday, just in time to pick up and leave for Service. It wasn't that bad of a drive, just had to stop once to rest in Kingman, but it was smooth sailings the whole trip. Windex did her usually sleep until we get there; while I did my usually rock out in the car while eat thing. I'm glad I'm home, and made the stops in between to see my family, including the one at Church.

Monday I was so excited to be working, that I was even a half an hour early to my so called "meeting" with Jodi, my supervisor. The only thing is that she didn't show, and her secretary had me fill something out and said that's all Jodi needed. That's all? What about my assignment? So I call my Dads, Ashley and Tony, in which Jodi was there with them. She basically told me that I was going to be put on a sub list, and didn't have a school site for me to work at. I was ready to head back to Flagstaff that second I got off the phone with her. Tony was embarrassed and mad as well. Jodi is not fit for her position in my opinion, especially with how the program has been sliding down hill for the past 10 years she's been in that position.

So I go about my day, and visit the school sites close to my house that Linda and Urias are working. For the past three years I've worked with them at various sites, and was sad that I wasn't going to be with them. They too were upset about the ordeal, and even made the suggestion of getting me to sub that day.

I later left for home, and remembered that the school across from my house had a program, and Margret(my first leader growing up), was there again. So I go and socialize with her and my Bubba(her son who grew up with me and my family). Then I notice I haven't been paying attention to my cell phone. I had multiple missed calls from Jodi and my Dads. Basically there was a position available at Horace Mann Elementary School, which is pretty far from my house. So I take it without even thinking about how far it is, or caring who it is I'm working with. Which I'm lucky! I have a very good group, minus some thing that could use some work, but it's five weeks, and I'm not so sure it's wroth stressing about.

Plus, there is only about 40 kids max there, which is crazy! I've never had such a small group in my life! But I almost know all the kids names, and it's only been two days. I know, I know, I'm kick ass. These kids are awesome though. Always looking to do something, even outside. I'm hoping to get to Coach the Rookies again for Kickball...Have to defend my title ya know?

I'm still adjusting to the weather but mostly the altitude. I must have crashed for five hours today after work. I not sure why it's such a big deal to me, but every time I come home, I have to spend a day or so sleeping. I"m just weird I guess....

So far being home is ok. I mean, I haven't been home long enough for there to be any stress really. But I did get to go out last night and hang with some friends. I'm just hoping it kinda stays that way, busy and fun.

It's late, I have work at eight...hahaha that rhymes! Ok, lame. Now for the joke of the day!


A Christian, a Muslim and a Buddhist die and arrive at the Gate of Heaven. An angel (or deva) stops them and asks, "Why do you come here? Can you tell me the reasons why you are allowed to enter Heaven?"

The Christian replies, "My ancestors disobeyed God, and I sinned all my life: I killed, I lied, I cheated my wife and I was greedy. However, Jesus died for me and all my sins are forgiven. So I deserve to enter Heaven."

"OK," replies the Angel. "Sounds good, but I must give you an entrance examination before you can enter." The Christian promptly agrees and the Angel asks him: "How do you spell God?" It is an easy question, and the Christian passes through the Gate.

Next came the Muslim, who says, "I did not do any especially good or evil things during my life but I was very devout. I prayed to God five times a day. So, I too should enter Heaven." The Angel replies, "It sounds OK to me, but I have to give you a test also. How do you spell Allah?" The Muslim passes the test and enters Heaven.

Finally, it is the Buddhist's turn. He tells the Angel, "I've done all the good things in my life and I followed Buddha's five precepts: I never killed, I donated to charities, I meditated every day, and I never cheated my boss nor my customers." The Angel replies, "That is very good, but there are no exceptions. You must pass the entrance test also in order to get in." Thinking that the test should be simple, the Buddhist happily agrees.

The Angel then asks him: "How do you spell Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva?"

Heading West

What an interesting day yesterday...I got a phone call yesterday morning from Ashley(my dad) from LBUSD. They are short an Aide at one of the school, and if I was wanting to work. Yes I want to work, I love that job, but I have things going on here in Flagstaff. It is more money, about an eight hundred dollar difference, but that's not why I would go. It gives me another year out in the sun and chance at winning rookies' kickball for the third year in a row. But I still had to wait for the "ok" from Jodi, which I didn't get until about an hour ago. So I'm leaving Flagstaff once again for five weeks, in the middle of my summer. But I love job, and how I make a difference in those kids, even the one's I wish I didn't have to deal with. So I get to pack, everything basically! Including Windex(my puppy), all her stuff (food), and put another 500 miles on my truck. At least when I get home I can change the oil, and put in the good stuff (AMSOIL).

Also, AJ, a boy I used to date, helped me out with not only the decision to go home, but with my Airline situation. I was going to go to Portland with Gabe July16th through the 23rd, so I bought my tickets, Gabe didn't. So I have these tickets for Portland, and still want to go, but can't now. AJ called them and for fifty buck I can change them or get them creditted towards another flight in the future. I still have to call them today. Kinda funny how I'm a chicken to do some of these simple tasks. So where am I going with them? I said Mexico, but I doubt that's gonna happen, but maybe a short trip to somewhere in the near future.

I'm so excited to be going home, and after talking to my mom and sister, it sounds like it's not gonna be that bad being home. I mean, I get to play paintball with my brothers, go to my awesome church every Sunday, Wednesday and Thursday; work with great people, and hang out with the few friends that I have back home.

Just Another Day...

Nothing real exciting in the past day, just dinner and fun times with friends.

Joke of the day!

The Pope lands at an airport just in time to get to an important meeting. His limo driver speedily takes off, but the Pope needs him to go faster in order to get to his meeting on time. The Pope asks the driver to switch places so the Pope can drive.

They speedily take off again, but unfortunately, the speeding car is stopped by a cop. The police officer takes one look at the situation and radios in to police headquarters. He tells the chief that he's got a pretty important person on his hands.

The police chief asked, "Is he more important than the mayor?"The cop said, "Yes."

Then the chief asked, "Is he more important than the governor?"

The cop said, "Yes."

Then the chief asked, "Is he more important than the President?"

The cop said, "Yes."

Finally, the chief asked, "How important can he be?"

The cop said, "I don't know, but he's got the Pope for a driver."

The First of Many

So I have a lot going on in my life, and lately it seems that I've become super popular. Ok, in the last three days I have been so busy that it's finally catching up with me. It's been a long time since I've been this exhausted. I work all day, come home, clean, and my phone is ringing not stop. People rarely call me to begin with, but for some reason, I'm already booked for the week. Don't get me wrong, I would rather be busy, than sitting at home bored out of my mind.
For the past couple of weeks I've been spending a lot of my time with Chris. He and I first met in a Religions class a few years back, and just recently started talking and hanging out. He's a sweetheart, and fun to laugh and joke around with. Though he says I pick on him quite a bit. Hey it's me just being me and if you can't handle it...He likes it. He used to race quads, and wants to get back into it. So we've been out a few times...ok like everyday minus two days in the last two weeks. I haven't fallen off yet, just almost the last time we went out on one of his racers. Makes me want to learn how to ride one, which will lead to my want of owning one. But I'm already planning on getting a pocket bike to cruise around campus on. It's only like 200, and I could go just about anywhere on it. Just need to have a helmet too.
I'm becoming more and more home sick it seems. This is the first year of my life that I won't be in California for the summer. Today would have been the first day working with kids for the district, and I would honestly be happier doing that then sitting here at a desk. Plus, I haven't really gotten to see my family, and visit with everyone back home. Once again I'm feeling like I'm missing out on everything. I guess I just need to plan a trip home.
I did plan a trip to Portland, Oregon, but that fell through big time. I wanted to see if that's where I wanted to go to grad school, and if it was a place I wanted to live in the future. So, I basically watched it crash and burn, and had a feeling from the start that it was gonna end that way. But it's all good. Going down south instead during that time. Becca already confirmed that it was ok, and to let her know as to when she needs to pick me up at the airport. I'm so excited to see her, Gregg and the Nut, it's been two years since the last time I went out there. Just hope that I can keep myself busy for the two weeks that I'm there.


I get Religious Jokes sent to my email everyday, so I thought I would share...

Once there was an old rich man who was afraid of dying and leaving all his wealth behind on earth. So, he took up the matter with God. He pleaded day and night to be able to take all his earthly possessions with him.

Finally, God conceded. He said the man could take as much as he could fit in one suitcase. The old man immediately went out, bought a huge suitcase, sold all he owned and filled the suitcase with gold bars.

Shortly after that, the old man died. Awkwardly dragging the big, heavy suitcase, he approached St. Peter at the Pearly Gates. St. Peter stopped him, asked him to open his luggage, and then told him he couldn't bring his gold bars into Heaven.The man was irate. "You don't understand," he said. "I got permission directly from God himself for this. He told me whatever I could fit into one suitcase, I could bring with me."

St. Peter, shrugged his shoulders and simply said, "Fine with me. But we've already got plenty of pavement here."

Here goes...

I usually use myspace to post my life on...but I want to move away from it, since it is public. And my siblings also have been moving towards this site. So I'm being adventurous and testing this out...and a way we go!