One day... When I get around to it...

I am a big "to do" person, the problem is I can't help but procrastinate the inevitable. I stress about getting them done, but usually don't do them until the last possible minute. It's a bad habit. It drives other people crazy, it drives me crazy. Here are the items on my "to do" list before I die (not to put a damper on things):

I want to...

• Learn to play my guitar. Yes, I have a guitar- Yes, I did attempt to learn once upon a time...
• Backpack around Europe for a few weeks, maybe a month. With who? I don't know yet, when the times comes I will. Maybe a friend, maybe a family member. While I'm there I want to spend a lot of time on my artwork and painting the scenery.
• Write a book. (Is it sad that I already have a name for it?) Cheeto Spit and Blood Sisters. There is a story behind it, but I guess you'll have to read the book to find out what it is.
• Run a 5K. I absolutely hate running, but I like to try things out of my comfort zone sometimes. (My Rec Basketball for example) So if anyone wants to run a 5K with me, let me know.
• Win something at random. I have the worst luck in the world, I don't know if I have ever won anything myself. My aunt won a VCR in my name once, Aubrie won a Star Wars backpack for me once... but the excitement is actually winning something at random!
• Travel to a third-world country on a humanitarian mission. This will most likely happen after I become a nurse so that I can know the skills to teach others in need.
• Learn a foreign language. Spanish would probably be the most useful, but I think French would be fun too.
• Win some type of eating contest. (i.e. Fudrucker's Challenge, Thanksgiving Point's Yellow Submarine Challenge, etc)
• Have a 24 marathon and watch a full season consecutively. (Is that bad to have as one of your life goals?)
• Kiss a black man. (I hope Mom isn't reading this... haha. Better yet, I hope Grandma isn't reading it!)
• Be in NYC on New Year's. (I stole that one from Cozette, but it just sounded like so much fun!)
• Have pizza parties with Cozette's kids and my kids one day, except her kids probably won't be able to eat pizza... but we'll have parties and help clean each others houses while our kids play. That'll be easy because we'll share backyards and a swimming pool.. haha.

It couldn't get any worse...Right?

This week has officially been the worst week of my life. That funny thing is, I've said that time and time again, but this time I think I mean it. The funny thing is, I don't know where to start. (I wish this week didn't start in fact, I just wish it ended). I'm am horrible at expressing my emotions, but here they are:

I love my job. I love my job. I love my job. Maybe if I keep saying it I'll forget about all the downfalls to my working in a nursing home. For starters, it is not good for someone who already has a bad back. (Excuse my pessimist attitude in this particular post, please).

My new semester just started. My new classes seemed alright, but now I'm reconsidering. I'm not so sure about my Seminary class, my Sociology class has been kind of boring so far, and my Weightlifting class is way too early in the morning! (I have a first period now).

My Interior Design class has been stressing me out. We had this huge project to do, so on Monday and Tuesday my group had to pull something together. Somehow we won the competition in our school and had to compete district wide. We had to redo everything and put more effort into it, along with preparing an oral presentation. I had absolutely no time for this so I had to go before school, during class, lunch, and even skip some classes in order to pull it all together. We didn't win (which I'm OK with, that means that we don't have to put even more time into the project of designing the interior of a real house), but it's just frustrating to know we put that much time into it and came out with pretty much nothing. (Well, besides a $75 gift certificate between three of us).

Back to my job. One of the downfalls of it is becoming close with the residents and then losing them. That happened this week with a lady that I was extremely close with. Every since I have been there me and her had a certain connection, it's hard to explain, but she was almost a grandmother to me. Every time I saw her she would look up into my eyes and gasp, "Look at those brown eyes!", "You are just the cutest thing. You know that, don't you?!", "You are cuter than a bugs ear!", "Do you have a boyfriend?!", (that's when I would interject that he left on his mission, she would ask where to and I would respond Taiwan.) "TAIWAN?! Ohhhh my goodness Taiwan! Wow. He's lucky, you know that? He better never let you go. Tell him I'm rooting for him.", "You are so pretty. I know I tell you that every day, but I've got to! It's true!", "I love you so much. You are so good to me. I don't know what I would do without you." (Then she would hug me and kiss me on the cheek). We would have that dialog every day. That along with so many other things. We'd talk about everything. She told me about when she use to hike timp, about when she was a model for JC Penny, how she married her high school English teacher and he was so handsome, about her kids, about her love of birds. I developed a bond with her that I will never forget. This past Wednesday she passed away. I was working on her side on Wednesday, so I got to take care of her in her last stages of dying. I had been preparing myself for her death the past week or so since it was obvious she was going downhill and wouldn't come out of it. I had the opportunity to talk with her family that day, in hopes of comforting them. After she had passed on, it was my responsibility to do the post-mortem since she was on my side. A couple girls came to help me, which I was grateful for. A post-mortem consists of cleaning the body completely with a bed bath and putting clean clothes and a clean brief on the body and changing the sheets while the body is in bed. (Sounds horrible, I know). The whole time I was performing this I was having flashbacks of memories I had with this particular resident. It was so hard to put my emotions on hold and not break out in tears right then. She was a wonderful lady, I will miss her dearly.

I don't really know how to transition from that into the rest of my week, but the rest of the week I had my friend in the back of my mind--but didn't really myself mourn the loss of her. Friday my siblings went to Nevada to hear Barac Obama (sorry if I spelled that wrong) speak. I wanted to go with them, I really needed an out and I thought that would be the perfect thing. I was scheduled to work Friday, so I tried to get someone to take my shift. No one would. Surprise? Not at all. I went to work, and boy am I glad I did. I got a compliment on my false teeth. (A resident thought I had dentures?)

This week really couldn't get worse. I honestly thought that was true. This morning I had to run to the bank drive-thru really fast and deposit some money. As I was backing out of my driveway so was my across the street neighbor. Neither of us saw the other and we backed into each other. Both of us with our brand new cars. It was splendid. The cops came and everything. Three cops in fact. As if that wasn't humiliating enough, I looked ridiculous with my huge sweats and my hair a mess, oh and don't forget my retainers were still in. I hadn't even brushed my teeth yet. Yummy. It looks like we're both paying for the damage on our own cars. I felt horrible, though. I'm going to have to pay a $500 deductible to get my car fixed. I'm so excited.

That is the conclusion of my horrible week (I hope). Knock on wood, right? Well it couldn't get worse, but I've said that once before.

They say she's a nutcase but..

Working in a nursing home there are a lot of things I see that I never want to have to go through. This is my list, just in case I don't have a chance to tell you then I'm telling you now.
First off, I do not want to live in a nursing home. I don't want someone to have to change me, to shower me, to dress me, to feed me. It would be horrible to be that dependant. But just in case I do end up living in a nursing home...

• My file should say DNR. There are too many problems involved in elderly people who have been resuscitated. I don't want to go through that
• If I'm not funny when I'm 90, there is no use living. As long as I'm good for a laugh, keep me around (even if you're laughing because I have Alzheimer's, I don't care)
• If my diet supposedly restricts Dr. Pepper, give it to me anyway. If I'm going to die, I'm going to die happy
• I don't care if I'm eating too many sweets. Once you're that old it shouldn't matter what your figure looks like
• Don't wake me up. If I sleep until lunch, who cares? I'm old... if that's what I want to do then let me do it.
• Please don't put my dentures in the laundry. The denture guy only comes to my house once a year and that's on 3.14
• Even if I refuse take a shower, put me in there anyway.
• Give me back scratches. (The ladies at my work always coax me into giving them one)
• Sing me bedtime songs
• When I finally do die, if you want to donate my body to science that would be fine. That or any kind of donor (if they want my decrepit body). Have a normal funeral/viewing first, put my body to good use!

Even if I scream in protest for being taken care of, I will appreciate it (in the long run). When I curse at you CNA's it really means "I love you".

Pet Peeves Part I

OK. Let's make this simple. Grammar is not my best subject, I don't even like it that much. My mother is constantly correcting me. Heck, I don't even proofread my own writing! But let's be honest here, we're all adults (or almost) and we should know the basics. Here, I'll give you a little grammar lesson.

Your: the most commonly misused word (according to yours truly).

Remember when we learned You're in elementary? Yes, it's a contraction.
(p.s. "what" is not a contraction in case anyone is wondering. There is no such thing as "wh'at")

You're replaces "You are", you see? Now let's practice.

You're a really cool person.
You're amazing!
You're out of your mind!
You're driving me crazy!

I know this is a new concept for some of you, but please try and comprehend it. It's really not that hard!

Goodbye 2007

With the New Year rolling around, it gives me time to think about what I want to be different in the New Year. However, I also would like to remember the good things that happened in 2007.

The Best of 2007

• I quit Albertsons. (A year and a half is long enough for me). There are a few things I miss sometimes: the people, the goodies from the bakery, and the hours. That is not enough to make me want to go back.



• In replacement of my job at Albertsons, I got a job at a nursing home! I didn't know that this would necessarily turn out to be a good thing. I thought about quitting for months after I started, but finally I got the hang of it and learned to love my coworkers and the residents.



• Because of my job at the nursing home, I took my CNA class and it was fully covered by my work. I did the hours, took the test, and passed!! Yay!!



• My family and I got to go to Disneyland this summer and we had a ton of fun! (Besides getting food poisioning from Chili Cheese Dogs. Ugh..)



• I attended Girl's State and learned a lot about our government and made a lot of friends.



• My brother and I went to LA to go to the Clap Your Hands Say Yeah concert in September. We had the best time ever! We went to Universal Studios, the concert, and found the best store ever called Iguana. It's a vintage clothing store and it's HUGE (so much fun!).



• I went to three concerts this year: Dashboard, Clap Your Hands Say Yeah, and Keith Urban. (Brad Paisley is coming up in 2008).



• I had an awesome summer with Steve. We went to the Rodeo, Ogden for a weekend, The Manti Pageant, tons of amazing things. We had so much fun.



• I got my braces off!!!!



• I got a new car that I absolutely love!



• I completed English 1010. It's finally over.

Bezzant Bloggers Unite

Yes, it's true, I finally have a blog. My brother has been trying to get me to set up one for quite some time, I always protested with the excuse of not knowing what I would write about. That's the beauty of it. Me. It's brilliant. No one knows my likes, my dislikes, the things that make me go weak at the knees, things that drive me absolutely up the wall like I do. I'm excited because this is going to be a way for me and my siblings to connect, despite our vast differences. This is my first post (I guess that's what you computer savvy people call this). My sisters Mica and Aubrie, and my brother Matt, all asked a question and we're all going to answer the three questions. I missed the deadline with my last minute decision to make a blogspot. Next time we decide to do this, I'll have a question too. If you're curious about our different responses check out their blogs.



Matt: "If you could only choose one book, one movie, and one CD for the rest of your life what would they be and why? What do they mean to you?"


The CD I know off the top of my head, so let's start with that one. The Across the Universe Album is the most amazing CD I have ever heard. The movie is quite bizarre, it is based completely on songs by The Beatles. In my opinion this version is better than the original, can I say that?


Like Aubrie, I am going to pick my favorite TV show instead of a movie. 24 is the best show of all times. I am only on season 3, but that is enough to get me addicted. You might be wondering if I would be upset if they didn't air another season this year because of the writer's strike. Honestly, as long as they do season 7 in the next couple of years I'll be fine. (Just so I can have time to catch up).


As for the book, it would have to be twilight. But then there is the dilemma of which book in the series, and I would probably have to say New Moon. Although depressing, it was more intense than the other books. You can call me a nerd for reading them, but I'm not going deny that I'm a sucker for Stephanie Myer's books.



Aubrie: "What are your favorite meals? Breakfast, Lunch, Dinner, and Dessert."



This is my favorite question. It gets me all sorts of excited. You see, Aubrie is the master chef, but I am the master at eating. Crepes are my favorite food, and I will eat them for any meal. Let's count this as breakfast, though. I love them with strawberries, mango, bananas, and whipped cream. (That is the absolute best combination). I also like them with just sugar, or just whipped cream. Last time I ate crepes I ate over 10 and I was still hungry. Mmmm...

Lunch is a toughie. Ok, so that was a lie. I know exactly what my favorite lunch is. Cafe Rio's Pork Salad. You have to squeeze the lime on top, or you don't get the full effect. Ohhh.. and cilantro is a No-No. (That right there will ruin the whole salad). This salad is the most high-cal, high-fat salad you'll ever eat! (And you wonder why it's so delicious...) The problem with this salad is it's too big. It's so good that you want to eat it all, but if you even try you'll get sick. So you bring your leftovers home. You crave it all night, and can't stop thinking about it, so you want to eat it for breakfast the next morning (Yep, I'm guilty), but then you have the ultimate dilemma. You want your pork to be warm, but your salad you want to keep cold. It's just too much effort to separate them. So you either have to suffer with cold meat or warm salad. It's the hardest decision you'll ever have to make. If anyone has found a solution for this, please let me know.

Dinner is a combination of homemade foods and Brazilian grill. I absolutely love my mother's pasta salad. It's the best thing in the world. That added with Tucano's tri-tip sirloin...mmmm. Ok just Tucano's meat in general. I wish I could just replace the whole salad bar with my mom's homemade salads and rolls it'd be a restaurant from heaven.

Dessert. If you know me, you know that it has to consist of ice cream. I eat ice cream for breakfast, lunch, or dinner. A banana split/brownie sundae. That is the ultimate heaven. Brownies, two scoops of vanilla ice cream, and if you happen to find a banana back there, slam dunk it right in the middle. Warm caramel and chocolate topping, whipped cream, sprinkle some nuts on top, and finish it off with a marchino cherry. Now that sounds delicious.


Mica: "If you could do anything for a living without concern for how much it paid or current talent level, what would you do?"


Can I pick more than one thing? I would love to travel the world to different flea markets, with all my findings I would interior design. I love interior design, but I love adding a twist to it. It would be amazing to have different cultural influences in my designing.

Next, I would have my own business of making custom cards. Birthday cards, Christmas cards, the whole shabang. To add to this, however, I would want to be an amazing photographer. After all, a picture is worth a thousand words.

This is probably the most realistic goal of mine, although many of you will think just the opposite. After I get my RN license, I want to travel to third world countries with other nurses and doctors, taking medical supplies and training them in the medical field. That would be the most amazing experience, and it's my ultimate goal.

When I get older I want to own my own ice cream shop. It'll be when I'm a grandma, and not all trendy, just some old fashioned hard scoop ice cream.

See what I mean by I'm scatterbrained?