blessings blessings blessings

As many of you know, I have been on a quest to find a second job as fast as I can in order to make my payments for the next couple months. In interviewed with a massage place and that didn't seem like it was going to work and finally, out of desperation, I applied for a customer support position. Its a full time job in a call center which basically means I'd be soulless (thank you for the term, matt) but I would be able to pay my bills. Well, I went to the interview and got offered the job but they wanted me to work sundays. So I turned them down. But the next day, they called me back and said that the manager (who I talked to before my interview without knowing who he was) wanted them to hire me and they'd make an exception for sundays for me. So I got the job AND I don't have to work sundays! well two hours after that phone call, the massage people called me back and said-hey, we really want you to come join our office. Be at our meeting next thursday. Woah. And just to fill you in on this place, Its an office that is run by this guy that developed his own massage modality. So you pay him $1500 to learn his method, pay rent to work in his office, but then you take home most of what you make working on clients. So its a great opportunity, It just costs a bit. Also, Christie is trying to train me to be a piano teacher (if I ever get time to practice and work on it) and of course with being in a professional bagpipe band and stuff going on with matt, It just feels like everthing is happenning to me at once! But, like matt said, I just need to have faith and everything will work out.

When did I get here?

I've been thinking recently here and there how much I have changed in the last few years. I remember being a shy, quiet ten-year-old who played with stuffed animals and like to pretend she was a horse or cat with her friends and colored with crayons and always kept her hair in a tight pony tail. At that age, my brothers were starting to drive and go on dates. It seemed it would be an eternity before I reached that monumental point in my life. The thought of even speaking to members of the opposite sex who were not related to me was horrendous and wierd. I used to be very quiet. I kept to myself and didn't talk much about what I thought or did. I was content to observe others; to listen to conversations but rarely join in unless asked and then give an embarrassed short answer. Now, years later I am at that unreachable age. The one I thought would never come- and where is it going?? Where once, as a child, time seemed to creep along- now it rushes past me and I hardly have time to glimpse a picture of my own life before its in the past. Now I drive to work everyday like its the most common thing in the world- which it is. how strange. I've graduated from high school and a trade college. I am no longer the quiet, reserved girl I used to be. I talk about the details of my life like handing out candy at a parade- candy that before I would have kept close and never let anyone know I had. I think I could now be considered "outgoing"- A concept that before was strange and foreign to me. I am becoming somewhat practiced at "juggling boys" as Ashley would say- although I seem to be dropping them more than juggling them at this point. Looking back, I'm not sure when these changes took place. Some of them I like and some of them I don't. I'm just not sure when I got here.

The Depths of Despair

Adam, you know when you always tell me that your blunt honesty gets you into trouble? I'm experiencing one of those moments. In my last post I wrote something about someone that was honest but not very nice. I've deleted that part of the post now but the damage is done. The person about whom the post was written already read it. I feel like Anne Shirley. I'm in the depths of despair wondering if he will ever forgive me and how on earth I can ever make things right again. I value his friendship and now i'm not sure if I have it anymore. He was a better friend to me than I ever was to him. To you, (and you know who you are if you are reading this) I am more sorry than I can say. I don't know how to make it right but if you have any ideas, please tell me.

Oops, huh, yay, grrrr, thank heavens, and why not just kill me now

Also, I spent the day with matt for the first time since I told him I wanted things to end on friday. That was interesting. Mommy and Daddy freaked out for some reason. I didn't even flirt with him or hug him when he left or anything. we watched a movie, made lunch, i forced him to play piano with me, and we sat on the porch and talked about nothing in particular till he decided he really really really needed to go do his laundry, haha.

Friday night I went to hang out at Kabrina's apartment since she moved there forever and a day ago. I met her boyfriend, colored a felt picture, watched youtube videos and played with her kitty. I haven't just gone and done random stuff with my briner babe in the longest time! It was fun :)

Ok, i'm so mad about this. There was a solo competition in wellsville yesterday (that up by logan) and I registered to compete but for some reason it got postmarked a day late. and the stupid face lady wouldn't let me compete even though they were supposedly desperate for me solos! So I drove all the way up there for basically nothing because I didn't even know half of what they played in mass bands. The little good that came out of it, was that I got a pretty knife (remind me to post of picture of it later) and some incense. that pretty much it.

To after my long, frustrating day, I went for a drive with adam and then went to kalisse's house to eat junk food and watch t.v. and ended up making $5o off her dad for a massage. that was fun :D

Then I got home, was going through my laundry and found a gargantuine spider hiding in my clothes. I'm getting the creepies just writing about it. Poor Adam, I woke him up to text him because there was no else to run to and be a baby to at two in the morning. He was very nice about it.

misunderstood teenager

Sometimes I feel like a misunderstood teenager. Father has this new rule at home that everyone has to do at least twenty minutes of weeding before they get on the computer. Of course, in our house "everyone" refers to the "litte girls." I wouldn't mind this policy, except that I still hold "little girl" status with my father. Never mind that I work and do about a million things and clean the house almost as much as Wendy. (you're still the number one super kitchen cleaner, Wendy. Don't worry!) So here I am at the library updating my blog and looking up jobs because I have not done my weeding because I took a shower to go to the chiropractor this morning and I'd rather not get dirty and stinky before I have to go to work this afternoon.

OK. here's the real update. So I have come to the very sad conclusion that I am in desperate need of a second job in order to meet my financial obligations. So, I was very excited to hear about a structural therapist who trains other therapist in his office. (structural therapy is my favorite) So I called the guy and had an interview with him on monday and found out he has a year long training program that costs $1500 along with rent to use the space. uh . . .darn. Not only would I be paying the guy to spend time in his office, I wouldn't be really making anything there for at least six months. But I want to do it so bad! I love the kind of work he does and It would provide good experience and a new education experience. Only problem is, I need money NOW. So I won't be doing that. Not in the near future anway, but its something to look forward to, maybe. In the meantime, I'm looking for another job that I can get quick. Even if it isn't doing massage. Anything to pay the bills!

Also, I've decided I miss being in school. So i'm making plans to go to slcc by next fall if all goes well. Only thing is, I will only have time for one or two classes with all the work I will be doing. So I can't decide what to take! wo is me :(

Ok, I have to say this too. There's an odd looking person wearing a black tank top sitting at the computer kitty corner to me, and he keeps looking at me. Creepy? I think so. that is all.

Day three (the last one!)

Ok, this is the LAST ONE! About this trip, anyway. Sunday morning we checked out of our hotel and headed over to the fairgrounds once again for the piping and druming workshop. The workshop is usually quite fun to go to and I learn lots of new things. Its very inspiring and motivates me to practice more and gets me really excited about playing pipes. Not this time. It was really nothing new to me and most of it was for the pipe major and drum corps and mostly irrelevent to me. So it was a slightly disappointing use of my $10. after that, we made it to church which was nice and then it was time to go home! Well not quite. On the way, we stopped at Ashley's house in Etna. Turns out her mom is trying to start a blog and had no idea what she was doing so I got to help her with it. That was an adventure :) We just sat and talked for a little bit and took some pictures outside her house before it was time to go

Ashley has a massive dog named champ and the cutest little kitty named varni. I think?

this is her front yard. cool, no?

yeah. thats us.

After visiting Ashley, it was time for the looooong drive home where we only nearly got in a crash a couple of time because people are crazy and don't check their bling spots before trying to change into my lane while i'm trying to pass them. And when we got home, there were brownies waiting for us! fantastic :)

The big day! (day three)

Saturday=competition day. I have pictures this time but they are all out of order so I'm going to tell about my day and then you can look at the pictures. We met bright and early in the square to play some tunes with a couple other bands for the entertainment of the general public. Then it was off to the fairgrounds for the actual competition. Mass bands (which is where all the bands play all together and there are about 150 of us marching down a field.) was at noon and the games were officially started. after that, we had a lunch break and the band ordered pizza. I was so hungry, I ate three gigantic slices! I felt like a pig but it was sooo good! Then I took mother to look at some of the vendors selling their celtic wares. I've been saying i wanted a skindig (dagger that slides into your sock) for a while and she always says how dumb that sounds. but once she saw all the other pipers wearing them and saw them for sale, she wanted to buy me one, haha! I didn't see one I really liked there so i'm going to wait on that one. Then it was time for the march medley! we warmed up and tuned for about an hour and then marched onto the field and played. Its quite exciting to compete- everything you have been practicing and working for all year comes together in that short but very long five minutes and you can see the judges walking around the circle out of the corner of your eye. after that there was another bit of a break and then it was time for quick march medley. I wasn't going to play in this one but DeAnne had me play her pipes for warm up so keep hers in tune while she worked on everybody else's. One big problem with this. DeAnne is short. which means her pipes are small. Well her blow pipe is, anyway. I had to scrunch my head down to reach it and it kept popping out of my mouth and every time it did, i bit my lip. ouch! so then I watched them march off and play. after that, there was some time to relax, wander around, and then back to the pipes for another mass bands and then finding out what the scores were. We placed third in both medleys. which isn't bad but it isn't great either. my band consistently places third in every competition. But the important thing is that we get better than the last time we played and we have a bucket load of fun doing it. And we did :) so thats alright. Once we got back to the hotel, we got in the hot tub, showered, and went into town for some shopping and eating. Jackson hole has some great shops, but everything is stupid overpriced! So we had fun looking but didn't buy anything. There's this one antique shop that had crazy expensive things. They had this bowl of rings just sitting out on the counter and one of them was a $2300 ring! yeah, just sitting out where you could pick it up and put it on. crazy. Well we finally made it to a resteraunt around 8:30 and the wait to be seated was over a half hour. but it looked like a really good place so we waited. Its called The Merry Piglets. It a mexican place and they have murals of pigs on all the walls. ha, kinda funny. it was fun though. ok, enough narrating. look at pictures now.
this place had a bunch of cool artistic sculptures. Mom really like bears and mooses. I'm not sure why but if anything has a moose on it, mom likes it. And bears. So she made me get a picture with this artisticly shaped bear.

Outside the cool restaurant we went to. the food was delicious! and i made another discovery. turns out chipotle sauce is spicy. I didn't know that before. I do now.

This picture was actually taken at the end of the day just before we headed back to the hotel.






mass bands!



warming up for competition.


this was in the morning, warming up for our little performance in the park. I think my mom took a lot of pictures of this because I was standing next to a large metal moose. or maybe it was an elk. whatever.



playing at the park