The Shower Post

So last night I was thinking of how proud I was about my post yesterday, and then the thought occurred to me, "What if people think you don't have a shower?"

I thought of this because I mentioned showering at Iggy's house. Well I do have a shower at my house, with warm running water.

The shower in question was due to an unforeseen incident that could have been prevented by better planning and following my end of the bargain in prayer.

That is all.

Dale and Anna

This is what I've titled my day and evening yesterday. It brings many fond memories. This post will shift gears a bit half way through, so hang on tight.

First, yesterday it was just my boss and me at work. She was talking about taking the office out for dinner for Christmas. She basically told me it was up to me whether we would go during the day for a nice lunch or go at dinner.

Why is this my choice? Being the only single person in the office, if we go to lunch, it will be me and the girls. If we go to dinner, it will be, me, the girls, and their husbands. Usually I don't mind being single, but for some reason, I feel like an outcast at work.

Here is how our last conversation at dinner went. (At least there weren't husbands there this time)

Boss: So LC are you dating anyone.
LC: No
Boss: Any potentials
LC: No
Boss: Where do you go to meet people?
LC: You know, here and there
...... a little later after dinner, walking on the streets of Philly.
Boss: Mitt Romney converted his wife. Maybe you need to find someone and convert them.

Geez! I get more pressure from my nonmember work people, then my member people. And if any of you reading don't understand what I mean by that. I'm a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. We feel very strongly about marriage, and often times in our culture, young single adults talk a lot about marriage. Well for me, it's just the opposite.

Now going into second gear.

I was hanging out with my friend Iggy last night. First I'm grateful because she let me use her shower. I don't normally ask people to use their showers, this was a special case.

After showering we headed out for some grub. After picking out a pinata for Axel,we head to the Library of Congress.

You might ask what we were going there for. This quite frankly is none of your business. We had things to do you know.

So we get there, and find out the doors are locked. It seemed like all hope was lost, until we found this:


Can't tell what it is? Take a bit closer:



Clearly this say: LC and Congressional Staff. Once we realized I had access to the building, we let the guards know I was there, and we went about our business. We got many pictures inside, but if Big Brother were watching, I would be in big trouble, so we'll just leave it at that.

All in all it was a rousing good time. Bless you Dale and Anna Day! And I hope we can all have a Dale and Anna Day everyday!

*2nd have no fear I will get to my tags, and I'm sorry for the horrible photo quality.

Reflections

Last week, at lunch, my coworker, boss, and I were talking about about college, and the the conversation came to what we would do over again, and what classes we would take and which ones we wouldn't.

The conversation really got my mind thinking about life. It's so funny how hindsight is 20/20. I've been reflecting back to lots of moments in my life. I understand that I can't change the past, and I don't know that I would really want to. Things that have happened in my life have made me who I am today, the good and the bad. Though this is true, it's been running through my mind a lot. I've played back situations. I admit, I've done some pretty dumb things in my life, but there are some great things too. As I've contemplated over those dumb moments, I've realized that I don't think I would change any of them, except possibly one.

This moments has been one that will still haunt me occasionally, to this day. I don't think about it regularly, but when I do I wish I could do it all over again. I don't know if doing it all over again would change any of the course of events of my life (though if you watch Back to the Future, you will realize even these little things can change the future, especially if you see your past or future self. This will affect the Space Time Continuum.) It's quite possible that things could be different if this moment were to change, which is not what I really want to happen because as I said everything to this point has made me what and who I am. However, I would like to change that one moment.

I'm fully aware that I can't, but but it's nice to think that I would've done something different. Blast you hindsight and your 20/20 vision!

Update From Last Night's Post

So while I was in Sheetz last night, I was waiting for my sandwich. There was a group of father's with their young sons all ordering form the touch screens. (Typical father dinner)

I was observing the little boys, and they were discussing how great Sheetz was. You would've thought they were at a 5 star restaurant the way they were talking, commenting on how nice it is.

I just chuckled to myself, though I really did want to join in the conversation in total agreement.


*Side Note

It's kind of cold in our office today, and my boss is wearing her coat around, only she's wearing it around her shoulders so it looks like a long black cape. I walked past her, and it looked like a vampire standing in our office.

My Secret Love Affair

As I went through the week, last week, I came to the realization that I am in love. And not only am I in love, there are actually two that hold my affection. And today I present to you the top 10* reasons why I love each.

And what holds such a high place in my heart? Well if you must know....(you have to promise not to tell).....7-11 and Sheetz. I've always had a love for 7-11. In fact,it's part of the reason I could never live in Idaho permanently. There are no 7-11's! Now Sheetz, it's only been in the past year that I've realized my love for them, in fact it's probably in the last six or seven months.

Lets start with Sheetz:

10. The touch screen orders at the little food place
9. They are always so bright and big
8. They have delicious hot chocolate
7. They sell no bake cookies
6. The bread they use for their sandwiches
5. They have Pepsi slusie machines. (I've never actually had one, but Pepsi is my favorite soda)
4. The bathrooms are always clean and they have a promise of cleanliness in them. (note, they've at least been clean in the ones I've been in)
3. You can say the name and it sounds kind of like a swear word
2. The Sheetz gas truck. I love to imagine it's filled with milkshake.
1. Which brings me to my last point. Their milkshakes! They are delicious, and you get to make it yourself. What more can a girl ask for?

7-11:

10. The smell. I have fond memories of walking into a 7-11 as a child and smelling the store.
9. They always sell my favorite flavor of Naked Juice. So when I can't find it anywhere else, I can always count on 7-11
8. I one time went on their website to see how many were in my hometown. It was over 20. My favorite is the two 7-11's next to one another.
7. 7-11 hot dogs. I've always loved them, and sometimes I crave them
6. The free chili and cheese for hot dogs and tortilla chips.
5. Day laborers always stand out in front in the morning.
4. They too have yummy hot chocolate.
3. Cool cups to collect for various movies and promotions
2. The Big Gulp
1. And finally, THE SLURPEE!!!!! I'm pretty sure this is the greatest thing ever. The crazy part is, there is nothing like it. I've had slushies, and other imitations, but nothing is like a Slurpee.

*Neither list is in any particular order. Oh, except for #1 on each list. They take the cake. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to get a sandwich at Sheetz.

Thought for the Day

My coworker had a baby back in June. In about a week she will be five months old. My coworker is usually the first point of contact when people call, so they often ask about how the baby is doing. I heard her tell someone the other day, she's a good girl.

I thought about this, and how many five month old babies do you know that are good? There's only so much trouble you can get into at that age. In my last stint at Compton, I did not notice any 5 month old babies. Maybe they keep them in a different set of cells. I don't know.

I was kind of amused by this comment, but I usually am by most things that come out of her mouth.

I welcome any thoughts on the behavioral status of a five month old.

Today I Did My Civic Duty and Got an Admirer

So I got up way too early for my liking this morning so I could make it over to the polls before work, otherwise I wasn't going to make it.

My hope was that because I got an earlier start, traffic would be kinder. Well, no such luck. Because of the rain, it was the same as usual. However, as I was driving, I noticed this car on my left. There was a guy leaning forward giving me the thumbs up sign. I smiled, and kept driving hoping to avoid him.

Now, it's starting to get colder, and so I have my heat on in the morning, but I still like my windows cracked. So I had the music going, windows down, and heat blasting. Then out of no where, the guy is on my left. He has his window down. He tells me I'm beautiful. I had to chuckle a bit and continue driving.

Needless to say, the rest of my ride involved trying to avoid this guy even if it meant having a huge gap between the me and the car in front of me. Though I've often thought if it weren't so creepy, traffic would be a great place to meet people.

So even if it was a bit creepy, it did make me feel good this morning, but I'm glad the man didn't try and follow me to work....

Feel Good Weekend

So these are some of the highlights of my weekend.

Friday night we had a Relief Society activity- I think it was a very good bonding experience for all of us, and I really enjoy spending time with everyone.

Saturday-Up at the crack of dawn for a YUMMY breakfast. Then we headed up to the DC Temple to help put up the Christmas lights. In all my years, I've never been up there to help. It was a rousing good time. My friend and I were in a group of people we didn't know. It turned out to be quite a bonding experience. After our set of lights did not work, we got the guy that was in charge. He basically told us that it was our fault, and this had never happened in the history of putting up the lights. Despite our circumstance, we had a good time. Who can complain about free lunch, listening to beautiful carols, and finding the nativity camel. (And believe me, as soon as I get a hold of those pictures, it's going up.)

Saturday afternoon I went to the Temple with a couple of girls from my ward.

Then that evening, I went for a run with my mother. I am now more comfortable with my ability to run the race in two and a half weeks.

Sunday-What a fantastic day! It was beautiful weather. Three four and half to five hours I was at church were really good. I really enjoyed them. And Sunday evening, I went with some of my family to the Temple Visitor's center to watch a fireside with the 5 Browns.

All in all, it was good weekend, and it's apt to be a good week as well. I've got a few things on tap that I'm really looking forward too.

Halloween Bandwagon

I wanted to jump on that wagon and tell about my Halloween. It's the in thing right now.

So I got home right as the sun was barely going down. This is a big milestone because very rarely do I get home and still have the joys of sunlight...well at least in the past few weeks.

So my friend's been training for a marathon. I too have been training, only for much smaller pursuits. In a few weeks I'm going to run a 5K with my mom and dad. This is kind of big deal for me because I've never run a race before.

So the days when I run, it's usually later at night around 9 or 10. I go running with my mom, and our neighborhood is set up in a way that allows it to be a makeshift track.

I got home on Halloween, with hopes that I would be able to run earlier. The night before, my mom and I ran at 7:00PM, and I loved this. Let me also add that running on Wednesday is always more difficult because my mom go plays basketball and doesn't go running, and it's not so safe for me to be skipping around the neighborhood alone at night. In my head I thought this would be the perfect night because the place would be filled with people.

So that's what I did. Also, take in mind I like my night running because no one can see me. But I let go of my issues and just ran my little heart out. I was as much as neighborhood attraction as anything else. It was a rousing good time. One man in a wolf man mask even came running with me for a bit. He was a bit creepy, but harmless....I hope.

After the run, I sat and gave out candy with my little brother. Our Chinese next door neighbors gave us some strange cupcakes and moon pies. (They're always giving us weird things)

Then the night just got a little strange. A hay ride came through down our street. (Hay rides are not a regular occurrence on my street) My mom and I were pretty sure they were some sort of recruiting group trying to get children to join their group named "Children of the Corn." I will have to explain this part at another time.

And my favorite part of the evening was the two people sitting across the street. They were not giving out candy, but sitting there with a bottle in a bag between the two of them, drinking. As people came to their house, they would shout we don't have any candy. Maybe next year I will sit out drunk on the porch telling people that we don't have any candy, but I thought I would sit out here to make people think I had candy.....yeah that's what I'll do.

Remembering Jorge Arbol and the Rice Days

So today my memory flashed back to two incidents in college. They both were separate from each other, but each brought a smile to my face. It's strange because I haven't thought of these in years, and they both occurred my sophomore year in college, which happens to be my best year.

The first will call the Rice Days.

I remember that we ate a lot of rice that year. We were a pretty close group of roommates, and often ate dinner together. Now the way I learned to cook rice, you always add butter to the rice and water. This is even what it says on the directions. I know you don't HAVE to, but it does say to do it.

Well anytime I made the rice, two of my roommates (they were twins) would always tell me how good it was and wanted to know what I did to it. The twins didn't add butter to their rice, and this was the reason for the difference in taste. It amused me because they had never even heard of adding butter.

It makes me chuckle just thinking about.

The second story occurred in December of my sophomore year. Some of my roommates were on a date and were at our apartment. I went to dinner with another roommate and a friend. Afterwards we decided to by a Christmas tree at the lot right next door to our complex. We decided to doorbell ditch the tree at our apartment. My roommate answered the door, and really thougt someone had left a tree. I don't know if it's one of those things you had to be there for or just know my roommate, but when I remembered it at lunch today, I really had to control myself from busting out in laughter, or my boss and coworker might think me crazy. We loved that tree, and named him Jorge Arbol. It brought joy to the world as well as peace on earth and good will to men...

It really was a good year. I love feeling nostalgic!