Yep, 2:30 AM was the time that the fun really started at my apartment last night. Okay so maybe I will back up a bit. My roommates car was broken into last night at the Church building while she was fulfilling her calling. The thugs had taken her bag that contained her knitting and some other stuff. (Did you picture the thug trying to knit...cause I'll be honest I did when she told me.) So there's the background.
Around 2:10-2:15ish my dreams because very interesting. I don't remember much but that the random door knocking and door bell ringing didn't belong with the rest of the dream. Oh well, roll over and go back to sleep. Knocking and ringing still commences. I decided to go and check to see if it's our door.
I get to the door, look out the peep hole and say to myself, "what a fine time to not put your glasses on." Someone is standing there but details are very fuzzy. Okay, lights have come on, whoever it is knows that you're up now. Self, open the door with the chain still on and see who it is. (Why I didn't go and get my glasses then is still a mystery to me.) Went to open the door, no luck turning the knob. Oh yeah, deep moisture stuff on hands covered by socks. No wonder you're like an idiot trying to open a door. Took off the socks and opened the door.
Mr Deputy: "Well It looks like the chain works."
Me thinking: "Great it looks like we both speak sarcasm in the morning. At least we'll be able to understand each other." I took off the chain and opened the door.
Mr Deputy: "Are you Ellen?"
Me thinking: "She's the good one, are you sure you're here for her."
Me: "No, I'm not. She's asleep."
Mr Deptuy: "She's really not awake?"
Me thinking: "Um, hello...it's 2:30 in the freakin' morning, Sir!"
Me: "No, but I'll go and get her."
At this point I didn't know whether or not to let the man in my apartment. It would be the proper thing to do but is proper appropriate at 2:30 in the morning. So I let him in, why not be proper? I turned to go wake Ellen up.
Mr Deputy: "Wow, this place is bigger than it looks."
Me: "Yeah, we decided to put in two levels before we went to bed."
Me thinking: "Self, really?!?! He has a gun, taser and handcuffs! Don't say the first thing on your mind."
Me to Ellen: "Ellen (while shaking her feet), Ellen. There is a Sheriff Deputy here for you."
Ellen: "What?!"
Me thinking: "Maybe you should work on your approach with news like this."
Ellen and I arrive back upstairs to talk to Mr. Deputy. They go through the logistics of why he was there. It involved Ellen calling a Detective back. I loved Ellen's response to this, "Now?!" And then the response of Mr. Deputy, "Well yes, you're up." Obviously...
So he's waiting for a response on his invisible earpiece and turns to Ellen and points at the wall:
Mr. Deputy: "Is that an Aztec calendar."
Ellen: "No, it's a Mayan calendar."
Me thinking: "Great, we're small taking."
Mr. Deputy: "So the world is going to end in 2012 according to that."
Me: "Yeah, we've heard that."
Me thinking: "So we're getting philosophical now?!"
Mr. Deputy then gets the number in his ear and gives it to Ellen with instructions to call tonight. He then turns around to leave and sees the Christmas tree.
Mr. Deputy: "Is that a ponderosa pine."
Ellen looks back at me
Me thinking: "It's a Christmas tree (in complete sarcasm)."
Me: "I'm not sure, it could be. I know it came from the backwoods of Wyoming."
Mr. Deputy: "I'm sure it is."
Me thinking: "It could be a aspen for all I care...it's 3:00 in the morning!"
The proper, "thank you for your time" was offered by Mr. Deputy (to which I thought, "anytime, I was only sleeping!") and he left. After a quick call to the Detective we found out Ellen's stuff is now evidence and nothing can be done until they can release it.
Things I learned from Mr. Deputy's visit, it is better for me to think my sarcastic comments than voice them, It is true that the law sleeps for no one and no one can sleep from the law, I really need to work on my blunt delevery to others at the wee morning hours, and always, always put glasses on first.
This is my cousin Jared. This is his high class belly flop from the roof of my Aunt's house. We were there last month. I got to enjoy a wonderful road trip with Jared and spend some quality time with the West family. It still makes me laugh to watch it...every.single.time. :) I came across it as I was cleaning off my camera for my next adventure this week...more to come on that one. :)
Philosopher and spiritual leader Neal A. Maxwell wrote, “God loves us and, loving us, has placed us here to cope with challenges which he will place before us. I'm not sure we can always understand the implications of his love, because his love will call us at times to do things we may wonder about, and we may be confronted with circumstances we would rather not face. I believe with all my heart that because God loves us there are some particularized challenges that he will deliver to each of us. He will customize the curriculum for each of us in order to teach us the things we most need to know. He will set before us in life what we need, not always what we like. And this will require us to accept with all our hearts--particularly your generation--the truth that there is divine design in each of our lives and that you have rendezvous to keep with destiny, individually and collectively.”
I'm thinking of posting a sign in the women's bathroom at work on the inside of each stall that says,
"Ladies, please remain seated until the ride comes to a full and complete stop."
Is that a bit inappropriate? Cause really, they are grown women and I shouldn't have to clean a seat off before I use the "provided by management for your protection" covers. Right?
...the sound of a York peppermint patty as you break it apart. That sounds speaks to me. If you have never listened to it, you should. Aaaahhhh....
I think summer has arrived. I am excited for this. I am sitting at my Aunt and Uncles house after a wonderful Saturday filled with activities. My favorite one for today is one that tells me summer has arrived. We sat around the campfire. There is something about roasting hot dogs, s'mores and starbursts that just excites me. There was also the knot tieing in pull'n'peel licorice with the tongue. Then to add songs around the campfire...I was in heaven. Even in the city small things like this take me back and I am in the country to the home that I long for and remember. Welcome summer...I have awaited your arrival.
I don't think I ever mentioned that I was electrocuted about a year ago. Yes, the fact is it did happen and it hurt and I still am reminded about it almost daily. You see it happened when my sisters old computer was given to me to see if it could be repaired. On the trip to China that it took with Char it contracted some sort of virus...like bird flu but for computers. So one day when picking it up off the ground it shorted out and caused me to short out. Not a fun feeling. Once I got done shaking I walked up the stairs in my apartment and relayed the story to my roommate Kristy. In true best friend form she started laughing. Then she helped me realize that my hair was standing on end it would be best to fix it before going to church.
Since that time I have had a patch of hair that will not grow and it stands up on end. It is about 3 inches long but that's because it all broke off to that length. I can't get it to grow. Well, I have a couple of strands that have finally got some length to them...but they still stand up on end. I just noticed them again in the mirror. Seriously I feel like the frumpy Who from Whoville that didn't properly put up her hair. Great....
I'm needing some help here. Last night as I was driving to the gym and I had a memory flashback. So now I am pleading to help validate that it happened or help me realize that I am going crazy sooner than I had planned on it.
Does anyone from the SVHS remember the first day of drivers ed? Because what I remember is going to the annex gym and square dancing. I know sounds strange right? I remember Richard Hoopes was the teacher and he thought it was the greatest thing. I know that was the year that you had one semester of drivers ed and one semester of PE.
So now comes the part that you help me...am I loosing it or does anyone else remember this?
So um...I may or may not have "test drove" a company car that is for sale to Maverik yesterday. My truck was out of commission and my coworkers were all passengers in car pools. I am technically in the market to test drive cars. So the ultimate purpose of getting caffeine was just a side note, right? I did give my opinion that I don't think the Chevy Colorado truck is for me. I've justified it enough to not feel guilty about it, right? I'm still sticking by my motto, "A caffeinated HR is a happy HR." I was doing my part to ensure the happiness of our employees...more justification. I wish I felt guilty about it but it makes me laugh. Diet Pepsi anyone?
Yes, that is me. I attract them (weird people, that is). I can't explain it. But my close friends and family get a kick out of my stories and even watching the stories happen. I was told today that I need to share more of them on my blog. So here is one from last Saturday.
I was at walmart with my Mom, sister Aimee and niece Brylee. My mom asked me to go and find some round magnets. I was being a good daughter and left to go and get them. I found them and was perusing my options when I met Susan. She was about 3-4ish in age. She had bright red hair. She was cute. She was also very friendly. I learned about her dog Jack. He died and they had to bury him. But when they moved they had to leave him in Texas (yes, still buried) and not bring him to Utah. She also had other dogs but they died too. She had lots of brothers and sisters. She wanted to know my name. About 2 minutes into her talking her mom showed up. Then her other mom and then another mom. I was getting nervous. About this time, her dad showed up. In my mind I was thinking, "Carolynn, you need to leave now or you might become the next wife in this family." What came out of my mouth was, "Um, I need to find my mom."
I got this picture sent to me by a friend with the caption Wyoming Relief Society. He added the question, "Is this true?"
This was my response, "It is true. It was actually a 4 part enrichment activity. The first one was entitled 'Choice and Accountability, becoming one with the gun.' The second was 'Being self sufficient, how to make your own ammo.' The third was 'Unity with the Sisters, who’s on your side?' And finally the fourth, 'Finding ways to dance through life, what to do when you're on the other end of the barrel.' Just remember, charity never faileth."
I went to a funeral for a great uncle on Saturday. One of the songs that was performed spoke to my heart. I loved it. It is a primary song but not one that I learned growing up. I have heard my nieces and nephews sing it. I thought I'd share the words with you.
If the Savior Stood Beside Me
words and music by Sally DeFord
If the Savior stood beside me,
would I do the things I do?
Would I think of His commandments
and try harder to be true?
Would I follow His example?
Would I live more righteously,
if I could see the Savior standing nigh
watching over me?
If the Savior stood beside me,
would I say the things I say?
Would my words be true and kind
if He were never far away?
Would I try to share the gospel?
Would I speak more rev'rently
if I could see the Savior standing nigh
watching over me?
He is always near me
though I do not see Him there,
And because He loves me dearly,
I am in His watchful care.
So I'll be the kind of person
that I know I'd like to be
if I could see the Savior standing nigh
watching over me.
...i am in need of some. I need to laugh until it hurts. I need to laugh until I cry. I am needing that laughter that you get when you have laughed for so long that sound does not come out any more. I love this laughter. It has been a void in my life for far to long. I hope to find it again soon.
I just saw this on my friend, Jena's blog - I thought it sounded like fun so I decided to play along! To show the love this week and celebrate Valentine's Day, here is what you do...
The first 3 people to leave a comment on this post will receive, at some point during the year, a handmade gift from me. What it will be and when it will arrive is a total surprise! The catch is that you must participate as well. Before you leave your comment, write up a pay it forward post on your blog to keep the fun going. Then come back, let me know you're going to play and sit back and anticipate the arrival of your gift! If I don't have your e-mail address already, please include it in your post, or e-mail it to me at clemjane@yahoo.com . Remember, only the first 3 comments will receive a gift from me, so be quick!
pushing my shopping cart to my car in good old Afton, Wyoming. Feeling good about helping my mom get some of her grocery shopping done when it happened. I got stuck in the parking lot. Yep, just me the shopping cart and a lot of slush/snow/puddles. I was high centered with no way of getting out. A few words muddled under the breath and I pushed with all my might...I wonder if my mom will see the scratch in her car. Shhhh..... Who knew that I would wish my shopping cart to be high tech with chains on the wheels or even 4-wheel drive. It will be the cart of the future!
To the makers of the all green bag of M&Ms...my OCD thanks you. Even though I haven't opened them since buying them, the knowledge that no sorting is needed excites me greatly.
...but I should have been better about my reaction. So this is what happened. I went to Church on Sunday wanting to be spiritually fed and uplifted. I was trying so hard. I was paying attention, I was being a good student of learning. However, I didn't get to pick the person who sat next to me. I was sitting by a girl who is very cynical and sarcastic. Now don't get me wrong, i can appreciate a good sarcastic comment when it's more humorous than cynical. After listening to jab after jab or mean comments about people teaching, people commenting, people walking in and out, people sneezing. Honestly she was being mean about everything...all the while playing games on her blackberry. I was doing good about trying to reply with something positive about the mean things she would say. That was until she made fun of my home state. I learned how much pride I have for my home state that day. I don't remember how she got into the comment I just remember the comment. It was, "Well, Wyoming is the armpit of the west." If we had not been in church I'm afraid that I would have hit her. Without more than a millisecond in passing I replied with, "Think what you may but it is where they taught me how to hide a body and any evidence of said body and person." I was provoked and I reacted. I didn't think I said it loud enough for many to hear but they did, all half of the room. Needless to say, the girl was quiet the last 5 minutes of Relief Society.
I really do try to be nice. Just don't make fun of my home state. :)
My roommates won't let me sit by this girl anymore. Thank heavens.
I am working on a post for a year in review of 2008. I need to find my list of things I wanted to accomplish first. I guess being more organized didn't make the cut. :) I have decided that I needed a theme for 2009. I am pretty excited about it. It comes from Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin's last conference talk. Are you ready for it....it is "Come What May, and Enjoy It." I will admit that this might be a bit of a struggle for me but I am ready for a challenge.
