Saturday, May 30, 2009
You can remember the past, hopefully with joy and perhaps a little sorrow, but also with the knowledge that you learned from where you came and are eagerly anticipating the future, no matter how many curves the road may hold.
Okay faithful blog readers--I realize that I have managed to wax philosophical, and I hope it's not too much. I tried to keep my philosophizing at a minimum. I am just thinking about recent events in my life and how certain things are changing, some as I type this. I believe in the importance of change since it helps me to grow and stretch my wings. But that doesn't mean that I have to like it immediately; it just means I have to learn to deal, which is sometimes easier said than done. But never fear because I will be fine.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
The whole group, sans me of course since I was taking the picture. :)
Our fearless leader (and I changed the font blue just for him since I'm 95 percent sure he wouldn't approve of the pink, since it's too girly.)
Here's the viewpoint. Isn't it beautiful?
Finally, here's me with the viewpoint from the other side with me in it of course.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
The only problem is the timing of the rain. Unfortunately, it has the capacity to mess up plans you've made, particularly those that involve being outside. Tomorrow's Memorial Day activity with a group of friends involves a significant chunk of outside time, so it'll be a bummer if the rain continues. I'm hoping for the best, but I guess we'll have to see. Speak and I were trying to come up with some alternate activities just in case our activity gets rained out, but pretty much we got nothin'.
Here's to hoping the clouds go away long enough tomorrow for us to enjoy a lovely outside activity. If not, it's back to the drawing board to see what we can figure out.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
The point of this post is a slight rant against Idaho drivers. Now, I admit that I am a born and bred Idahoan myself. I took driver's ed there and felt I received a wonderful education. The only problem with Idaho drivers (well the ones I encountered this weekend anyway) is that they tend to be poky. . . I can say that because my own father is an Idaho driver through and through and, well, he is poky, sometimes ultra poky, but I love him anyway. And in terrible weather conditions, be it snow or a severe thunderstorm, there's nobody else I'd rather ride with.
I have now been living in Utah for four years and I'm afraid I've become somewhat of a Utah driver. I'm still a safe driver, but I do like to go fast, or at least the speed limit. :) I was super irritated on the way to graduation Saturday because these poky Idaho drivers do not understand the idea that the far left lane is the fast lane. I was in a hurry to get to graduation and every time I turned around (or I guess in my case changed lanes), I was stuck behind a slow driver! And these weren't just going slow, they were going under the speed limit. It was really frustrating. My dad was quite amused by this and kept laughing at me. I guess it was good he did so because it helped me regain my cool.
Anyway, lest you think I'm anti-Idaho or something I should clarify: I very much love my home state and the people in it, including the slow drivers, except when I'm stressed and in a hurry. Then I learn the true meaning of the word patience. . .
Thursday, May 14, 2009
While I agree that sometimes I hate it when I'm feeling something and don't exactly understand why (or would rather not feel), I still wouldn't want to ever be entirely without emotions. I enjoy my humanity thank you very much! But I can see his point--that sometimes it's hard to deal with what you're feeling, and when it gets to be too much, sometimes you wish you didn't have to feel it at all.
Now I don't have to deal with anything as terrible as what he's been through, but sometimes I find myself in some type of funk that I can't seem to get out of. It frustrates me to not understand what I'm feeling and, more importantly, to pull myself out of it. Today was just such a day for me.
It wasn't that I had a bad day or anything; on the contrary, it was a pretty good day. I was quite productive at work, and tonight I was able to finish a project that I needed to do, but my problem was that I felt so emotional the whole day. It's uncomfortable to feel like you're going to burst into tears at any moment for no good reason. I guess it could've had to do with the fact that I took my car in to get the oil changed today expecting to spend only $40 and ended up spending almost $200 instead. Ouch! Or it could've been that my Alleymates are all out the rest of this week so it was rather lonely at work (although it meant I was more productive since I had less distractions, but mostly they're welcome distractions anyway). Or it could've been residual effects from the unreasonably long day I had on Tuesday or even that I'm technically still recovering from being sick. Honestly, I can't say for sure what my deal was, but I was sure frustrated at feeling that way for no good reason.
Ugh! Stinkin' emotions! Here's to hoping my funk is gone tomorrow so I can go back to being Happy Tammy once again. And I get to see my fam again this weekend so that's something to be excited about anyway. :)
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Here's Trellie (with the shades) and the Bumblebee (my nickname for her) on the way to the hospital.
Mr. Gamer teases his younger sister.
Ahhh-- cousinly love and the three girls have a party on the bed. Okay not really, but they did all climb up there. Check the sassy look Trellie is giving me!
Entertaining our patient.
Check out my beautiful sisters. They're so great!
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
What I don't like about this scare is some of the spiral affect it has, i.e. that if you're sick with something, people jump to conclusions too quickly. When I didn't feel well yesterday and ended up coming home from work early because I felt so terrible, the first thing my colleagues said, some in jest others in all seriousness, was, "Is it the swine flu?"
Two of those people were saying it with sarcasm, and I was amused. I pretend coughed on them (I would never cough on someone intentionally even if they did claim to want to be infected by whatever bug I had) and joked about the health scare my "disease" was going to cause in our workplace. Then I told another friend who gave me a horrified look and suggested I had swine flu. I wish I could say she was joking, but she was actually serious. And she has said something about it to me not once but twice today already! Unless the virus has mutated to the point that it is now airborne (perish the very thought of that!) so someone can get it from being exposed to the elements, there's no way that's what sickness is currently afflicting me.
It just so happens that I was in Idaho this weekend for some key family events (namely a baby blessing and baptism). One of my sisters and my nephew were both pretty sick with a nasty cold. Unfortunately, I was in close proximity to both of them and am 99 percent sure I ended up catching whatever they had. It's a natural consequence of being in the near vicinity of someone who is sick with a contagious virus. My nephew got sick after getting thoroughly chilled from playing soccer in the rain last week. He's the one who was the sicker of the two, and my illness more closely mirrors his, so, again, unless you can now get the swine flu from being exposed to the elements, I don't have it! And that's final!
Sunday, May 3, 2009
"Mommy, you're not ugly. Just your hair is ugly." - 7-year-old Spencer trying to comfort his mother when she commented on her scary morning hair.
"My mommy tells everybody my eyes are blue, but they're actually green."
"My mommy gives me happy medicine, and it makes me go to sleep." - 3-year-old Alyssa to the lady cutting her brother's hair. (Oh the honestly of children although her eyes really are blue so I don't know why she thinks they're green.)
"Are we finished with church yet?" - 3-year-old Alyssa after sitting through her cousin's baptism and his sister's blessing on Saturday.