tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66071498492212915112024-03-13T10:00:50.121-07:00That's What She SaidBecause I have things I need to say...Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger164125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607149849221291511.post-60563037143507820032013-03-23T21:08:00.001-07:002013-03-23T21:08:12.398-07:00Called out on Facebook.. How embarrassing!!I have officially been called out on Facebook for my lack of blogging. I am sorry! I didn't realize that people read my blogs. I am going to be completely honest. I suck at blogging, reading blogs, etc. I normally only go online on my phone. So the blogging world is hard on my phone. I apologize to each and everyone of you if you have been disappointed in my lack of blogging. Any who I wrote a blog last week and just published it today. I always promise to be better at blogging, but frankly I suck at it. So here is the deal. I will TRY and keep my blogs up. I will do the best I can. I just hate posting pictures on here because it's just a pain for me. So get an instragram and add me. I post pictures there all the time. I guess I can give a brief update on my life, because I know y'all are on the edge of your seats dieting to know what I am up to. So here are my top 3 things of 2013 thus far:<br />
<br />
<div style="text-align: center;">
</div>
<ol>
<li style="text-align: left;">I am out of debt (minus student loans) but including my car! YAY!! Go me! $7k in less than 6 months! That's awesome and I have changed my spending habits and am a recovering shopaholic. And that's ok. I stay strong and don't spend money to bring happiness.</li>
<li style="text-align: left;">I was "promoted" at work. Ok so work is super complicated. I don't know how to explain my job yet, but let's try. I work for a super smart and successful 33 year old man who specializes in entreprenurial arbitrage. Basically he starts his own businesses and buys in one economy and brings it to another economy for a profit. He owns and runs 8 businesses and is in a meeting right this second looking to buy into another one. PHEW! So what do I do? EVERY-THING! Seriously I am his right hand woman. I take care of everything. My title is "assistant" and he wanted to change it to "Controller" but I didn't like the sound of that because I told him he could basically call me a Bi.... ya. So I am ok with the Assistant title because it makes me sound nicer. But I seriously do everything. Mostly I just go along with him and tell him things we need to get done. But he bounces all of his business ideas off of me and together we write up our plans and next actions to grow our companies. So in some ways you could say I was like the V.P. but I am not ready to deal with that big of a title yet! </li>
<li style="text-align: left;">I have made friends at church. YAY! So church has been a hit and miss with me for the last few years, not because my testimony wasn't there. But simply because Mormons in Utah/ Idaho are super weird. I am sorry. I said it. Not all of them, but a big majority. They are judgmental, and don't understand how offensive some of the things they say are. So I made it a goal when I moved down here not to be offended by the stupid, ignorant things people say. I started going to church and started talking to my bishop and getting to know him and finally just told him how people piss me off sometimes. And my bishop is WAY cool! He told me to stand up for me and the other people these idiots are probably offending. I told him sometimes I am very sassy and it might come off rude. He told me to try not to be rude, but if I am sassy, I am sassy and there is nothing anyone can do about that. And then he set me up on a playdate (I wish I was kidding) with a few girls from the ward. And we became instant besties. They are such fun girls. </li>
</ol>
<div style="text-align: left;">
So basically I am fantastic and amazing! I am super busy and have a stressful life, but it's all worth it. I am excited to be in this spot in my life that I am in and feel very blessed. And I promise that I will TRY better to be at blogging. </div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607149849221291511.post-86275018955977559402013-03-23T20:01:00.003-07:002013-03-23T20:01:56.381-07:00Stress Stinks... Naturally I feel like I need to put on this brave face and pretend everything is ok. I think we all do this to a point. Why do we feel like we need to pretend like everything is perfect? Life is NOT perfect. Life sucks sometimes. That doesn't mean I am so depressed and miserable. Sometimes life is hard. I have had a saying since I was little and I still stick by it today: "Life's tough, then you die". I don't think I ever realized how true that saying is. Life is tough sometimes. But so what? Get over it and move on. I have sat back and pretended that life is fine for far too long. Now don't get me wrong, I am extremely happy and blessed in my life. However I still have bad days. I have days where I need to go on a 2 hour drive so I can refocus my thought process. And frankly, that's a good thing. I think sometimes we get this mindset where we have to be happy all the time. And especially as a "Mormon" we have to be in a good, Christ-like mood. I am calling the BS on that one! So for the last week or so I have been in this weird funk. And last night I finally figured out why I have been in a funk, and hopefully how to get out of it. So work is my life. Like, if I don't have something to do at work I almost go crazy. So on Monday we had a big day. Meeting after meeting after meeting. We worked so much and were so busy that 5:30 pm was the first time we could even think about eating. We were doing a delivery for these sleazy guys who we heard weren't planning on paying us, so we had to make sure we got our money before we dropped off the furniture. It was a mess. Confrontation everywhere. Confrontation is something I can do and handle, but it gives me major anxiety that leads to stress. So I was stressed, then not eating, and being so busy we can barely breath was not a fun situation. After we a 10 hour day I finally get in my car and took off. I drove until I was lost and needed the help from the GPS. Driving is something that is so soothing for me.<br />
<br />
I could feel the tension in my neck and shoulders. I was stressed. I was at my limit. I was ready to explode. But why? Were the meetings super stressful? No. Not too bad. The money we were... does it effect my pay? Nope. Not at all. 10 hours was that extremely long for me to work? No.. about normal. So why am I stressed? Why have I had a headache for the last 4 days straight?<br />
<br />
I am someone who gets stressed really easily, but can work the best under pressure. I live a very complex life. My job is complicated but I wouldn't trade it for the world. My boss had me write down a list of my "responsibilites" the other day. I went to Starbucks and sat down and started making my list. I quickly changed the list to "Stresses" in 20 minutes I had compiled 2 pages front and back of things that I think about on a daily basis that stress me out. Most of them are things like "Am I doing a good job?" "Am I worth my pay?" which frankly I think are good questions. And I think I should ask myself those questions every day. And I think all of us can ask ourselves these questions. So after writing down all my stresses I finally realized and came to this conclusion: Life is full of stress. My stress is different from your stress. But it's still stress. Stress sucks. It's a part of life though. It's never going to fully go away. It's something we need to learn to deal with. I just need to learn to deal with it better.<br />
<br />
So here is my goal to myself and to whomever is crazy enough to take my advice. I propose that when I feel stressed out, to my max, ready to explode, I stop. I do as Vanilla Ice says and "Stop. Calibrate and listen" to my body. Listen to my big stress causing problems, and find a way to rectify the situation. If I can do this I think my life will be a lot easier. And hopefully less stressful. Sometimes when we are stressed, we are just so stressed out and we can't think straight and we get grumpy, and sometimes we say things we don't mean. Any by we... I mean ME! I do those things. I can be a major brat when I am super stressed. Chocolate does help the situation along with a diet coke. However chocolate and diet coke are not the best solution. I think that if I can just keep in check and write out or discuss my stresses every time I am at the breaking point it will help me tremendously!<br />
<br />
Does anyone else have a good mediation method to deal with stress?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607149849221291511.post-11102295467968739282012-12-06T10:52:00.000-08:002012-12-06T10:52:48.527-08:00Work smwork<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg756EHnVC1uR17NN_NzukkirCYyE31Yxs8Ali75whyphenhyphenjGWksRBi7m1XL70OfxIUwZrIuYltjbsnVuYrdU0z4Sk1UFcnF2Jr3rjNxVzD9pYY_ydUWFnb_98qrKznJ42krBCRpookVi9OXec/s1600/pink+gun.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg756EHnVC1uR17NN_NzukkirCYyE31Yxs8Ali75whyphenhyphenjGWksRBi7m1XL70OfxIUwZrIuYltjbsnVuYrdU0z4Sk1UFcnF2Jr3rjNxVzD9pYY_ydUWFnb_98qrKznJ42krBCRpookVi9OXec/s200/pink+gun.jpg" width="150" /></a>GAHHH! Do you ever have days at work where you have a million things to do, but yet you have negative motivation? Today is that day? I know that by writing this blog right now I will end up working until midnight, but I don't care! I don't feel like working right this second. My brain needs a break! It was either blog or go shopping. And I am too cold to move right now so, blog it is then! First of all, I work with mostly men. There are 2 females that work here. I am the only full time female, and sometimes the boys are really mean to me! As I walk from one office to another they shoot their staple guns at me. It doesn't hurt anything but my pride. So yesterday I was out doing some marketing crap and I have been looking for a pink air soft gun for some time now, as my revenge. I couldn't find one, so I decided to make my own! It's completely normal to have a pink gun in your top drawer right? Well to me it's the only way to survive! So now the boys will be taught their lesson! Don't mess with the best, cuz the best don't mess! Also my office is a hot mess right now! I am not sure what happened, but sometime between my boss buying another company, and purchasing two additional offices, I got crap overload in my office. This is a panoramic shot of my office. I know it doesn't look that messy, but in the corner where you can't see behind my desk if piles of crap that doesn't have a home yet. And my desk is usually perfectly clean, but since last week, I can't even see the top of it! So annoying!!!<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTzKhS36W_64Yt4gFgtT7bk9RZ3hEsU_mmxMnUO7kYxE77hG4VNKpOHGOqiBrziSDg_UWbjXEGQRzqkgf9Kmi5IOzUb0rRTfS-FKyjAVvob7DkDl-byl6KZ9IecTksbOufIQ2Kn_Y6aXI/s1600/panaramic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="209" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTzKhS36W_64Yt4gFgtT7bk9RZ3hEsU_mmxMnUO7kYxE77hG4VNKpOHGOqiBrziSDg_UWbjXEGQRzqkgf9Kmi5IOzUb0rRTfS-FKyjAVvob7DkDl-byl6KZ9IecTksbOufIQ2Kn_Y6aXI/s640/panaramic.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>
<div style="text-align: start;">
So after next week, my life will be slightly more organized.. hopefully! It's been a crazy transition into working for a company instead of doing hair, but I love my job! I love the craziness of the days. I love that the boys pick on me, because they only are doing it because they are all really protective. I am not allowed to carry anything that could be heavy. They will all stop what they are doing and will come help me. Yesterday I had to change the lock on that door in the corner. They brought me the new door knob and said "you have to do this yourself Michelle. You need to learn to be more handy." So a few hours later I came out and got the tools, took the door knob off and 5 minutes later as I was putting the new door knob in 2 of the guys came in and said "what do you think you are doing!?" And I think they were seriously mad... I told them I was being "handy" and doing it myself. They both took the tools and finished it for me. I sat down and just watched them. I could do it myself, but isn't it more fun to watch them? :) Anyways, I love my job. Still no regrets about the move. I don't even miss doing hair, which is surprising, but good. I love that I can come and do the things I need to each and every day. I am grateful for a boss who challenges me, but trusts me too. I may have made myself an award for being an "outstanding employee that he couldn't do without" and stamped his name on there... And by may have I mean I did. And even though he didn't ask me to write myself an award. I know he still means it! ok. Back to work now!</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607149849221291511.post-51124428501463616702012-11-15T09:43:00.002-08:002012-11-15T09:43:32.010-08:00New Chapter<br />
<div style="text-align: center;">
(This is a semi journalish post. I wanted to be able to remember the process of my move to Utah)</div>
<br />Every once and a while we need to hit the refresh button on our life. We need to start over and wipe out all the bad/ negative in our life. We need to make the changes we have always wanted to change. We just need to start a new chapter in our life. I got this opportunity 6 weeks ago. 2 months ago I decided I needed to start looking for a new job in a new location. I got online and started looking up jobs I might like. I decided doing hair would be my back up because it is not my most favorite thing to do in the world. Don't get me wrong. I love doing hair, just all day every day gets boring, quick! So I decided to look into doing more marketing/ business related stuff. I got online and started looking in Arizona/ California. I made a list of the things I would do at my dream job and then made a list of places I wouldn't mind moving to. Salt Lake was number 4. Arizona was number 1&2 and California was third place. Anyways, so I decided maybe I should say a prayer about this and incorporate the Big Man upstairs to see what He thought and if there was any direction I should go. I prayed and basically said I am moving to Arizona. If you don't want me to, make it clear where I should go. Not even 2 hours later I get a phone call. The phone call went something like this: "Michelle, I think you should come work for me. I need someone to do this, this and this. (as he repeated my list to me) and maybe this. So you should think about it. I mean, you would have to move to Salt Lake City, but I think it would work out. What do you think?" I was speechless for like a minute and then told him I would call him back. I stopped and realized that was my answer. I freaked out for like an hour. I realized I was moving from my comfort zone. From my friends who had become my family. I realized for the first time, I was doing something for me, and not for anyone else. I know he wanted me to work for him, but I wanted to work for him more. I wanted the job he just told me about, after all it was my dream job. So I called him back and told yes, I wanted the job. We worked out the details (except when I started) and I was so excited. I couldn't really tell anyone, because I still had to turn in my 2 weeks. I sent him a text the next morning asking when he wanted me to start. He said 2 weeks. I think my heart stopped. I had to turn in my 2 weeks that day. Holy CRAP! So I wrote my notice, turned it in and cried a lot. Turning in my two weeks was really hard. I love the people I worked with! They weren't just co-workers, they were my best friends! So after crying a lot and getting the news off my chest, I got really excited. I went home and started packing. All of my stuff was packed up within 5 days. I called my landlord that day and told her I was moving. She said to see if I can find someone who might want to take over my contract, but who is going to want to move in, in the middle of the month? Wrong. The next day I found someone to take over my contract. Coincidence? I think not! Meant to be is more like it! So I worked my last two weeks, said my goodbyes and I was off. Everything feel into place perfectly. I got down here and my parents were here that weekend. I got to hang out with them, and then the following Monday started my new job. My first day I was so nervous. I wanted to be so amazing and work so hard, but learning the new ropes was hard. It took me a good 3 weeks to learn everything. But now, I love it. I love the people I work with. I love what I am doing. I love my office. I love Utah! I love everything! I have completely refreshed my life. Since moving to Utah I have lost 30 lbs, gone to church every week, cut my hair off, made goals- and started already achieving them. One of my goals was to be credit card debt free by the end of the year. However, I am going to be credit card debt free by THANKSGIVING! yahhoooo!!! I am so excited! I have saved so much money since moving down here. I love it! I love having money! So pretty much this whole 'new chapter' in my life is pretty amazing. I would definitely recommend it to anyone and everyone who is needing something new! I am grateful for this blessing in my life. I don't know if I necessarily deserved it, but I am so grateful for it! I will post pictures of everything soon.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607149849221291511.post-54040602451065177332012-11-13T22:26:00.000-08:002012-11-13T22:26:00.480-08:00I hate Technology sometimes...I just wrote an amazingly long, hysterical moving, touching, enlightening post. Just to find that BA-LOGGER messed up the whole blog. Now it is showing double words with other words missing. GAH! Way to mess up my night! Now I am going to go take a shower and go to bed. Maybe tomorrow the internet fairies will come and fix it so I can post it tomorrow. If not, I can not promise to recreate that magic I created earlier. But I will try to see what I can do.. M.C. out!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607149849221291511.post-91209838847386985682012-08-08T10:40:00.001-07:002012-08-08T10:40:25.661-07:00Real life of Michelle Chapin.I want you to know my life is really hard right now. I seriously have to pack to be gone for the next 12 days. Geesh. I have to fly to Reno tomorrow to go hang out with one of my <strike>best friends </strike> coworkers (but really best friend) and then drive back to Rexburg with her. Then less than 24 hours after we get back I am turning around and going to Vegas. Both are "work trips". Vegas, we are going to a conference. I am going with my other <strike>friends...</strike> Coworkers. My job is in credibly demanding. I am going to be so exhausted after <strike>playing</strike> wokring for the next 12 days straight. Phew! I seriously don't know what I am going to do..Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607149849221291511.post-54585961581973485102012-08-08T10:21:00.001-07:002012-08-08T10:21:11.410-07:00Lucky? I think not!Some people believe in being "lucky" others believe in karma. I believe in a little of God. I think that sometimes we may thing we are "lucky" and we just got something because of no reason at all but luck. I don't believe that. I believe that good things happen to good people (sounds like karma... but wait) because God has a plan for that person. I believe it's not luck at all, I believe that God intended for that to happen and so that is what happens. I am pretty sure this isn't making any sense <span style="font-size: xx-small;">(Surprise, Surprise)</span>. So lets go with my family for example. I believe it was in God's plan for me to go and be with my family here on Earth. It was not "luck" or karma because I was good in the pre-mortal life (Confused? Go<a href="http://www.lds.org/search?lang=eng&query=premortal+life" target="_blank"> here</a>). I believe it is just God's plan for me. So am I incredibly grateful for my family? Yes! Am I so blessed that my family is absolutely amazing and that they love me for me, and accept me for who I am; and that they love my friends and have always accepted my friends? Am I blessed/ grateful that my parents encourage me to follow my dreams? Yes. I am extremely grateful! It's not luck/ karma. It was all predetermined that it was going to turn out like this. So when a great job falls into your lap it's the same thing. I am not lucky. I am not an incredibly righteous person so good things always happen to me. This is just my life. So this all comes from several people over the last week that have told me that I am super "lucky" to have everything I have. I know I am incredibly blessed. I know that I probably take things for granted, but its something I am definitely working on. I just think its funny when people look at other people's lives and are jealous. Yes, I wish I had somethings in my life that I don't (mostly money... don't judge I want to do good things with it..) but no one is going to hand me millions of dollars and say 'go be free'. And if they did I wouldn't hate that but I do fear I would turn into Kim Kardashian over night. I guess the moral of this long rant is that if you want something in your life go get it. If you don't want something in your life change it. I am 25 years old. I am a mormon girl who is still single. Is my life perfect? Hell no! (See I am not perfect!) So stop thinking everyone else's life is perfect. Go and be grateful for your life and your plan. Because God made each of our plan catered to us and what we would need and want. So please, stop being so jealous and wishing you had better luck, because girl, we make our own luck! Amen.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607149849221291511.post-38842098032413613812012-08-05T13:48:00.001-07:002012-08-05T13:48:27.599-07:00Dating 101My dating/ love life is not something I usually like to talk about. I usually don't tell people when I have a boyfriend. I REFUSE to put it on Facebook and I just don't think it's anyone's business. But I am fed up with this dating crap and I am about to explode. I have had a few really amazing boyfriends that I loved being with but for some reason or another we ended it. So I know there is hope... however I don't think hope exists in Rexburg. I think Rexburg has the pool of idiots. And by idiots I mean desperate, brain washed mormon guys who think that finding a wife is like a job interview. Let me give you a few examples of the guys that surround me in this fine town. So I see a lot of guys everyday at my job. When I cut their hair they make the small talk and ask me how long I have done hair, how long I have been married, and am I still going to school or not. Those are the questions. Always. I have no ring on my wedding finger, so I am not sure why they always assume I am married but it is annoying. I always smile and say I am single. They always look like a deer in headlights until I say some witty comment that makes them feel like less of an idiot. A few times, once the guys get to know me a little better, always comment on how they are confused why I am not married. One guy like had a full on debate with me and kept asking me why I wasn't married yet. His words exactly were "it just blows my mind that you are 25 and not married. It just confuses me!" Thank you. I mean, that was the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me. <span style="font-size: x-large;">NOT!!! </span>I know he meant it well, but that didn't come across exactly how he meant it. But come on!! So move right along. Last night I get a text it says: "I hope you had a great day" Who is it from? Good question. I have NO clue. So I am trying to be as nice as I can and ask who it was. Got the name... facebook stalked him.We aren't facebook friends. I don't recognize his name or his picture. So how does he have my number. I classily (its a word... look it up in my dictionary!) ask him how we know each other. Oh perfect we were in the same ward together for one semester (4 months) we never talked. We never hung out. And he got my number from the ward directory (does he still have that... we were in the same ward 2 years ago.... .creepy!?). Perfect. We definitely have ward directories for you to get a date. Thank you! So he starts texting me what I like to do, my hobbies, etc. What is this a first date via text??? Seriously. I know there are good guys out there, because I have met them and dated a few of them... but come on!!! I know they say you have to kiss a few frogs before you kiss your prince... but the thought of kissing a frog grosses me out. I would rather just wait for my prince. Is that so wrong?? Man I really love dating!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607149849221291511.post-65465766530988743032012-08-02T21:44:00.002-07:002012-08-02T21:44:40.387-07:00This Day in History....August 2nd has some pretty significant events... such as:<br /><div>
<ol>
<li>1990- Iraq invades Kuwait</li>
<li>1776- Delegates sign Declaration of Indepedence </li>
<li>1939- Einstein urges U.S. atomic action</li>
<li>1589- King Henry II dies</li>
<li>1552- Treaty of Passau gives religious freedom to Protestants living in Germany</li>
<li>1819- First parachute jump from a Balloon in New York City</li>
<li>1847- First steam boat launches in San Francisco Bay</li>
<li>1914- Germany invades Luxembourg</li>
<li>1923- Vice President Calvin Coolidge becomes President</li>
<li>1983- Nicole Renee Chapin was born!</li>
</ol>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="color: magenta; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-large;">Happy Birthday NICOLE!!!!! </span></div>
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="color: magenta; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">I have THE most amazing sister in the whole entire world!!! I love her so much!!! I am so grateful for her and her example and love for me! I wish I could have been there with her today spending the day with her! </span>
</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607149849221291511.post-20117042168202900962012-07-23T22:03:00.002-07:002012-07-23T22:03:19.832-07:00The power of 3sSo people say deaths come in 3s and I totally believe that and we hit our 3rd death today... so death can go away for a while. Please and thank-you! So the first death I heard about was my co-workers dad. When I heard that Bart (our maintance supervisor, man who remodeled my salon!) lost his father I was so sad for him. I went to his funeral today in support of Bart. I had never met his father, but knew Bart would need the love and support so I went. As I was sitting there listening to his eulogy and the things people were saying about him were so nice. He sounded like a fantastic man who loved God, his family and his country. He lived a long and full life and today was truly a celebration. When a family member got up and spoke of the Plan of Salvation (Confused... go <a href="http://www.lds.org/study/topics/plan-of-salvation?lang=eng" target="_blank">HERE</a>) it really clicked. I have such a strong testimony of the Plan of Salvation and how great of a joy to be an eternal family. I realize in this plan I someday need to get married. As I was listening to this talk he mentioned something about angels and how we have them here on Earth with us. And I also have a huge testimony of that. I believe everything happens for a reason. I also believe that God knows who we are and knows our needs. I know that death is not something to take lightly, but it comforts me to know that we will not be taken before our time. And it also scares me to know that we don't really have control over death. It is not something that we can avoid really. (I hope that makes sense... just go with me here.) So then yesterday, Sunday, the Sabbath day. I go pick up my friend, Tia for church. We discuss how another one of our co-workers had put on facebook that a friend of hers was killed. Sad, but this is number 2. So I saw her at church and sat with her. Of course she was a hot mess. I talked to her after church and realized it was her ex-boyfriend who she just broke up with 2 months ago and didn't leave on good terms. She has been so sad and regretted how she left things with him. I did what I could yesterday to ease her burdens and still keep her and Bart in my prayers. Ok, so today I find out on facebook that a girl I went to beauty school with was murdered in California. How horrible. I feel so bad. My heart is seriously torn right now. I felt so much comfort at the funeral today. I realized God knows what He is doing, but then to realize how many deaths just happened is really sad. I guess I am grateful for my testimony of the Plan of Salvation and grateful I realize that this isn't the end. When we die, only our body dies. Our spirit still lives. Plus with the shootings in Colorado.. this weekend had been a sad one. So this weekend I have learned some very valuable lessons. Lesson number 1: never leave someone on bad terms. Number 2: Always say I love you. Number 3: Never take a single day for granted. And number 4: having faith is very important and helps out a lot.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607149849221291511.post-12567287558336106002012-07-22T23:22:00.003-07:002012-07-22T23:22:56.031-07:0025 RandomsI am guessing that people are probably DYING to know 25 random facts about me. So you are welcome in advance! PS. There is no order to any of these. <span style="font-size: x-small;">(And I stole this idea from <a href="http://amandascreativeattempts.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Amanda</a>, so sue me.. jk please don't!!!!)</span><div>
<ol>
<li>I am a reality show junkie as of lately.</li>
<li>Like seriously, sometimes I feel like the Kardashian's are my best friends.... </li>
<li>I love Justin Bieber and I don't care who knows it!</li>
<li>I don't cry very often but when I do, I can't stop crying and usually I ball. </li>
<li>I DVR Boy Meets World and Saved by the Bell because it reminds me of my sister and a much simpler time in my life. </li>
<li>I wash my hair twice a week and blow dry it once a month.</li>
<li>I suck at texting. It takes too long and is kinda annoying when people get mad when you don't text back. </li>
<li><span style="background-color: white;">I suck at staying in contact. </span></li>
<li>I am 5'4" and have size 10 feet</li>
<li>I still have a crush on Zack Morris. Don't judge.</li>
<li>I am obsessed with Fruit Punch Gatorade right now.</li>
<li>I can't fall asleep without some sort of sound (usually the TV)</li>
<li>I have some pretty amazing friends.</li>
<li>I hate goodbyes and especially when people I really love move away from me.</li>
<li>I like to move every couple years and I am starting to get an itch....</li>
<li>I hate drinking water. </li>
<li>My right knee needs surgery.</li>
<li>I got my wisdom teeth out last week and my teeth have all moved this last week and my teeth are almost back to what they were right after my braces.</li>
<li>I call people pretty when they say something stupid (it's a nicer way to say it) and all of my co-workers/ friends are using my new lingo.</li>
<li>Sometimes I wish I could stop time, or fly... I definitely wish I could fly.</li>
<li>I have a 3 year supply of make-up.</li>
<li>I never thought I would actually graduate from College with a BA</li>
<li>I change my hair color every 2 months.</li>
<li>I don't listen to music in the car when I am driving alone.</li>
<li>I can't stand my toe nails not painted or when my nails aren't done.</li>
</ol>
</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607149849221291511.post-34966230423292428842012-07-15T22:21:00.000-07:002012-07-15T22:21:14.102-07:00Live from Dillion, Texas!!!Due to lack of food, social life and the extreme pain I have been through in the last 4 days... I have been hiding in Dillion, Texas all weekend, where I became a huge Panther Football fan. If you don't know what I am talking about and want to waste hours and hours on a TV show then watch Friday Night Lights. Honestly, if I didn't have KFC mashed potatoes, Fruit Punch Gatorade, Strawberry Applesauce, or Netflix with Friday Night Lights I would have DIED this weekend. Died! Seriously. I am not even being dramatic... ok maybe I am. But seriously in like 48 hours I have watched 24 episodes.... wow. That is really sad. But my football team just won state! So take that! Anyways, I am going back to Dillion. I just want you to know that I am alive and feeling better... thanks to those Panthers and Nicole for letting me borrow her netflix and for suggesting F.N.L.!!!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607149849221291511.post-39706079549444123862012-07-13T19:53:00.002-07:002012-07-13T19:53:35.546-07:00No Man is an Island...But right now I feel kinda like I am on an island... and I am all alone. I do have to say that most of the time I like my independence and freedom. However, whenever I am sick, that is when I want to be home and have my mom, dad and sister taking care of me. I got my wisdom teeth out on Thursday. I obviously couldn't drive myself there. So I had two of my co-workers take me and they brought me home. They dropped me off at my door and I came up to my apartment and got myself some medicine and changed my cotton swabs and got myself into bed. A few hours later my friend stopped by with her boyfriend and brought me a sno cone. And then a few hours later I called a friend to bring me something to eat. So she came like an hour later (please note that I hadn't eaten in like 12 hours and was STARVING!!!) and finally brought me some mashed potatoes and stayed for like 3 minutes and ran home to her kids. Now I know I can't expect people to drop their lives and take care of me. And I know people have their own lives and are super busy. I am extremely grateful for everyone for doing things for me. However, there are a few times in my life where I just wish I had someone to take care of me. Like someone who just loves me and feels sad that I am in pain and just wants to make me happy. Having to drive myself to Wal-Mart this morning to get my meds sucked. I was in pain but no one was going to get them for me... so I just had to do it. I am sure I am just having a pity party for myself. But I mean I did get my wisdom teeth out yesterday and no one has even come to check on me. I guess sometimes being so independent sucks. And sometimes you just want your mommy.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607149849221291511.post-74169917805414206932012-07-12T11:36:00.004-07:002012-07-12T11:36:54.996-07:00My Last Will and Testament<span style="background-color: white;">Naturally</span>, I am writing my Last Will and Testament due to my wisdom teeth being removed today. It's a sad day for America. My wisdom teeth have been a big part of my life for the last 3 years. I have been dreading the day when someone not as wise as me wanted to bring me down to their level. I just didn't think it would be a dentist. I was talking to my Father last night about the horrific surgery I am about to be put through. As we were discussing the major risk involved he asked if he could have my car if I didn't make it through. I agreed. I will Drew, the Rendezvous, to my Father, Raymond. I would also like to give any cash money or savings to my Father to try and repay my "tab". As far as my clothes and shoes go... if you find someone that wears the same size clothes and shoes as me... please make sure they have good style and they will appreciate all of my clothes and give my entire closet to them along with any amount due on my credit card because I most likely bought those clothes with the credit card. For my hair product which is the majority of my possessions I would like to give those things to my Sisters, Nicole and Chyla and my Mother, Donna. I would hope that these ladies could divide the product up evenly. I also request that my make up which is also in abundance would go to Chyla and she may share with Nicole and Donna as she sees fit. As for my DVD collection, I would like that to kept together and given to my Father and I would request that he watch every DVD completely within one year of my death date. As for the pictures and wall hangings I would request that the blue thingy on my wall behind the door be given to Daridee Nagle. She has coveted this for a while and it shall be hers now. Everything else shall be divided up as people want it. And if they don't want it please make a shrine at Donna and Rayme's house to remember me by. The love sac and couch should be returned to Jeanne Deveraux. As for my TV, Wii and DVD player I would like that those go to my Father and he may do with those as he sees fit. My bed and any other furniture should be given away to people in need. I want to thank everyone for being an influence in my life. I am please with my accomplishments as a 25 year old female. I am proud to say that I have done most everything I wanted to do thus far and wished it could have been a longer life, but with someone as wise and accomplished as I, I can see why this dentist insists that he bring me down. I pray my family can celebrate the life I had and not mourn, for I will be forever with you. And if you make stupid decisions I will probably haunt you. Amen.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607149849221291511.post-74331122926543694512012-07-04T10:09:00.000-07:002012-07-04T10:09:06.962-07:00Freedom isn't Free!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGqnRGzIl5-q6kcrLHd6TKUaYdqQEgx7sVFbybX9fuaZBjrUbL4dzCkLYkqkBz5_m9S6KlH8FZdt72bvsAbIpNoLbDQurGFxeZSzATCGKKdJl4IOYdSDNG6h8AscWAFtvebWryHTiR3eQ/s1600/Independence_Day.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGqnRGzIl5-q6kcrLHd6TKUaYdqQEgx7sVFbybX9fuaZBjrUbL4dzCkLYkqkBz5_m9S6KlH8FZdt72bvsAbIpNoLbDQurGFxeZSzATCGKKdJl4IOYdSDNG6h8AscWAFtvebWryHTiR3eQ/s320/Independence_Day.jpg" width="320" /></a>Happy 4th of July!!! My sister, <a href="http://nrchapin.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Nicole</a>, LOVES America!! I mean, I can totally understand why she does. We are blessed to live here, so it makes sense. I love America too and am incredibly grateful for my freedoms. I love that we live in a country that we can do whatever we want for the most part. I mean we can't go around killing people and stuff, and actually I am really grateful for that too! Anyways, I love that I could go to school and get an education in the field that I chose. I am grateful we can choose our religion and respect others for choosing theirs. I have recently realized that I don't allow myself to be "free" when it comes to friends. I have recently discovered that I am such an annoying people pleaser that it drives me crazy!!! I finally decided <span style="font-size: xx-small;">(with the help of a trained professional.. let's call him Brett :) ) </span>That it's OK if I chose to do something that someone doesn't want me to do. Example: If one friend asks me to do something with them and I don't want to... I don't have to. Before if someone asked me to do something I would always say yes, UNLESS I had other plans. So sometimes I would fib a little and make up stories because I didn't want to go. Realizing this was such a huge deal to me! It might sound crazy to you, but realizing that someone won't hate me if I don't always hang out with them, or they won't think I am a bad person if I just want to stay home was a BIG deal to me! So I guess in some strange way this 4th of July I feel a new sense of freedom. I feel freedom from having to be perfect, or pretending that I am. Because we all know no one is perfect. And not everyone can do something all of the time. I have decided that the best thing to know you have is Freedom, whether it's religious, social, or mental, it is seriously something we are blessed with!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607149849221291511.post-54309357405245387152012-07-02T01:17:00.001-07:002012-07-02T01:17:46.345-07:00Is the Grass Really Greener on the Other Side?<br />I was talking to one of my friends today about their life and how it's so much easier to give other people advice and think "oh well if that was me I would do this.. why is it so hard for them?" I know that I look at people's lives that are drastically different from mine and think "why are they complaining?" I think about someone who is married and has kids and think they have a golden life. Why would they complain?? Whereas they look at mine and possibly think "she graduated from college and now has her career. She makes money and gets to spend it on herself... she gets to shop whenever she wants, or do whatever she wants!" (PS. They told me they think that... I wasn't just making that up). And although both statements are true... It doesn't mean my life is more glamorous than the next persons. If you asked me if I would give up my shopping or single life to be a wife and a mother, I would reply with absolutely every single time. However, that doesn't mean I am not appreciative of my life right now. I am surrounded by families. Some are single moms, some are not. Most are struggling financially, and most have a lot of issues that are trying to work through. Just like everyone, I have my issues. I am always amused when people think my life is so perfect. I work with a LOT of women. All of them have kids and most are married. So to them, I have no responsibilities. I just work and play. That's all I do to them. I hear this line on a weekly basis "we should do a girl's night!" And I respond with the same response ever. single. time... "Every night is girl's night at my house". It's partially a joke... but mostly a reality. When they look at my life they think I can do whatever I want. And although I can... I look at their life and think they have someone who actually cares what they are doing. Now, don't get me wrong. I do love my freedom and I am sure someday I will look back and read this post and laugh and long for my freedom again. But I think it's very interesting that as humans we always feel like someone else's life is so much easier, and we can look at their life and long for something they have, when in reality they are probably doing the same thing to us. I have come to the conclusion that although I do want a family of my own someday, I am extremely lucky and blessed. I love my job. I love my co-workers. I love my freedom and I love to shop. I love to make my own decisions and be able to do whatever I want. I love that I can literally move anywhere I want, because I will be able to get a job doing hair. I love my life right now. I am grateful for it. Maybe, just maybe if we think the grass is really greener on the other side we should water and take care of our lawn so we can appreciate what we already have.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607149849221291511.post-46043554225076399582012-06-22T23:39:00.001-07:002012-06-22T23:39:18.210-07:00Every second counts...<div style="text-align: left;">
I usually don't have anything profound to say. That's why I don't blog. Not that I have anything incredibly profound to say now... but I guess I have just been reflecting the last few days and tonight especially.. so I figured might as well blog about it.. Earlier this week I was talking to my friend about our testimonies. And things we believe in. I told her I couldn't imagine not believing in an after life. It would make my life so sad. She responded with "I would like to believe in an after-life. I just don't know". I believe that God has made a plan for each of us. We definitely have our agency, but there is a plan and if we choose to follow that "plan" everything will work out. As I have been reflecting about that lately I have been thinking about my life and if I have stuck to the "plan" or if I am off on my own plan. I won tickets to the local minor league baseball game tonight and was planning on going. I didn't have a huge set plan for the evening, but decided to head to Idaho Falls. I turned on some music and the song I won't give up by Jason Marz came on. And the song is about not giving up on life, no matter how hard it gets. So just as I was about to head to Idaho Falls, I decided to just go on a drive instead. I turned the exact opposite direction. I decided to go drive up by the dry farms out of town. I haven't been up there for over a year. In fact, I never go that way. But just randomly decided to go. I started driving down the long road. I came to the first big turn and saw a bullet bike coming toward me in the other lane. As he approached I realized he was going faster than me and I was going faster than I should have been.. (Sorry Mom!! I promise to be better!) I even said aloud to myself, "he better slow down... he is going too fast for that turn". As I passed him I immediately looked in my rear view mirror and saw him and the bike do about 3-4 flips and then him go flying off the bike. I immediately stopped and turned around. I got to him as fast as I could. As I got out of the car, which felt like it took an hour, I started crying. I knew he was dead. He wasn't wearing a helmet, or any protection. When I finally found him in the field I called out to see if he was ok, after the 4th time of me asking, he finally responded. He was knocked out for like a minute or two. And some how he was alive. We made sure nothing was broken before he got up and we called the ambulance and everything. His mom finally got there and she asked me if my family owned a farm up there. I told her no, and she looked at me like I was crazy. She said "then why the heck were you driving out here?" I told her I just randomly went for a drive. She looked at me with tears in her eyes and said "Thank-you". If I would have been 30 seconds later I wouldn't have seen him crash. His friend was behind him following him and didn't even see him crash, in fact his friend passed me just as I was getting out of the car to see if he was even alive. He couldn't be seen from the road. He didn't have a cell phone on him. And honestly, those roads aren't busy. They are hardly ever used. I am grateful I was there. I am grateful I was there to make sure he was ok. I am grateful that I listened to that prompting that said "go for a drive up by the dry farms". There is a reason for everything. I believe that God has a plan for each of us. I know He uses us as his tools. It was such a blessing/ scary situation, but I am grateful for this experience because tonight I realized that I am not perfect, and sometimes I do things wrong, but for the most part, my plan and God's plan are still the same. I also learned not to take anything for granted. You never know what's going to happen. I also learned that because I didn't have brothers, I don't understand why boys do such stupid things? Anyways.. I found this quote and I think it fits perfectly .. "Everything happens for a reason. Every action has a reaction. Always remember that whats meant to be will always find a way to come out<span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span style="line-height: 17px;">".</span></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607149849221291511.post-51856254319528473182012-04-03T21:39:00.002-07:002012-04-03T22:10:06.313-07:00Can you say slacker??<span ><span style="font-size: 100%;">So apparently I suck at blogging. Let's just go ahead and all agree that this is not my passion, nor is it my first choice. I am going to choose to blame it on the fact that I get on my computer once a month. </span><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" style="font-size: 100%; ">Ok</span><span style="font-size: 100%;"> that is false, I am </span>constantly<span style="font-size: 100%;"> on the computer at work but that is because I am running a report, booking an appointment, or just taking a payment. Whatever. I hate blogging. Get over it. But today I shall enlighten you. Yes, you are welcome. So as of late my life has been crazy! I have moved, been homeless for 3 weeks, gone out of country, finished my college education, met new people, reconnected with old people, reflected on life, opened a salon, and tried to find my true calling in life. It has been crazy! I look back on the last 6 months and am amazed at everything. I feel like my life has been moving a million miles a minute and I have been trying to keep up. I am not sure if I have </span>succeeded<span style="font-size: 100%;"> or not, but let's just say I have. So first things first! I AM A COLLEGE GRADUATE!!!!! Holy crap! I can honestly say I NEVER thought I would actually graduate and get the paper and be all official and everything! WOW! What a great feeling! I am in the middle of a move. I moved in November to a townhouse with my girl, Allie. I love Allie with all my heart. The day I got back from our cruise she told me she was moving to Vegas and it felt like my world had come crashing down. I was so sad. Happy for her, but sad for me. She was seriously the best roommate. She was one of my best friends! I loved living with her! So she moved out like a week later. So I was living alone for like 2 weeks and then got way too lonely and slept on my friend's couch for a week, and now I am staying with my boss/ friend/ family I used to nanny for. I finally get to move into my NEW apartment with 2 strangers on Saturday (Hale-freaking-</span><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" style="font-size: 100%; ">lujah</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">!) So I will try and post on that later.. (Don't hold your breathe!) Let's see what else... oh ya I opened this salon and stuff. It's going really well! Making above our goal every month! Makes me look super amazing... but pretty sure it's my stylist that is making us succeed! Reflection: Life is crazy hard. Like really, really hard. Sometimes when I think about life, the meaning, what I should be doing and where I should be at my life gets confusing. I know what I believe, so my testimony isn't being questioned, but just making sure you are sticking to the "plan". I just feel like sometimes that we need to step back from life and make sure we are a good person. I guess that is my soul searching is questioning if I am a good person or not... and I have come to the conclusion that I suck at personal relationships... i.e. friendships. I do not contact people. I don't reach out to people. And I realize that. I apologize to anyone that has ever felt like I ignored you or didn't pay enough attention to you in our relationship. I am such a driven person and get side tracked on things so easily. I know I don't call enough (period!). I am sorry! I think about the people I love a lot. I think about it, but for some reason I don't pick up my phone and call. The thing I feel bad about the most is that when my mom calls me and says this "I figured I better call you because I haven't heard from you in a while..." it breaks my heart. Worst daughter ever award goes to me! Awesome. I feel bad. I don't even call home, but not because I don't want to. I just don't. I have no excuse. Anyways, I guess I just focus on the people around me and try to do everything to help them and do what I can for them. I have concluded that even though I suck at staying in contact with people, I am willing to serve whenever and where ever I can. My dad is amazing at serving others and I learned this from him. So even though I have some major faults, I think the fact that I love to serve others helps make up for the flaws. Anyways this is long and I am sick of blogging. So here is the moral of the story. I am alive. I am grateful for my friends and family. I love you all! I pray for your safety and happiness every day! </span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607149849221291511.post-53030348084552920042011-11-04T00:45:00.000-07:002011-11-04T00:51:33.431-07:00BPFF (Best Princess Friends Forever... DUH!)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV1a9uYiq-G1CaRa3Ldu6CwyK8YdGK0svfVgSwzduEhfxmQVnr9n-2ZB2B0-VGOlggwgdpIvqVIH47OV6aDneQoqFcTFI3nSPZ_nTIp-nb0zXyghyphenhyphen5RAgACuRdA3OtO_U4cs6bE1irMLs/s1600/Emily+door.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(237, 239, 244); background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">So my roommate Emily is very good to me. She helps clean my room when I am lazy, does my laundry, even comes to the salon to help me clean and do laundry there.. why does she do it? Well because she loves me and is a nice person. I am grateful for her! But anywho... one night I got home and I had promised her I would clean the toilet for once so she didn't have to. Clean checks were the next day and I knew she was going to wake up early to finish it. So I got home late from work and she was fast asleep. So I cleaned the toilet and then randomly wrote her this story... </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(237, 239, 244); background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "></span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: Batang, serif; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(237, 239, 244); background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">"Once upon a time there were two princesses. These princesses were stuck in a far away land called Idaho. It was cold and bare! Princess Emily was so beautiful and smart and had plans to make the kingdom the bestest kingdom ever! She was </span></span><span class="textexposedshow"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: Batang, serif; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(237, 239, 244); background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">always so nice and kind to her best friend Princess Michelle, who like Princess Emily was also very beautiful, only not as smart. Princess Michelle's quest in life was to make the kingdom wealthy and full of</span></span></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV1a9uYiq-G1CaRa3Ldu6CwyK8YdGK0svfVgSwzduEhfxmQVnr9n-2ZB2B0-VGOlggwgdpIvqVIH47OV6aDneQoqFcTFI3nSPZ_nTIp-nb0zXyghyphenhyphen5RAgACuRdA3OtO_U4cs6bE1irMLs/s1600/Emily+door.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV1a9uYiq-G1CaRa3Ldu6CwyK8YdGK0svfVgSwzduEhfxmQVnr9n-2ZB2B0-VGOlggwgdpIvqVIH47OV6aDneQoqFcTFI3nSPZ_nTIp-nb0zXyghyphenhyphen5RAgACuRdA3OtO_U4cs6bE1irMLs/s320/Emily+door.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671044949986012706" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Batang, serif; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(237, 239, 244); "> happiness. She planned on making everyone in the kingdom happy by making them as beautiful as her and Princess Emily. So naturally, Princess Michelle had her hands full and was always so busy. Since princess Emily was so nice and kind, she always helped Princess Michelle out and would clean her room and stuff. Well one day, Princess Michelle promised Princess Emily she would help her clean for clean checks and she said she would clean their ROYAL THRONE. Princess Emily waited and waited for Princess Michelle to uphold her promise. Devastated and alone, Princess Emily retired to her tower to embark on some much needed beauty sleep. Princess Michelle wasn't expected to come home that night, but she missed Princess Emily and even though she knew Princess Emily would be busy dreaming of her Prince Charming and didn't want to be disturbed, Princess Michelle knew she MUST keep her promise to Princess Emily. So at 3am, Princess Michelle cleaned the ROYAL THRONE and appreciated ALL the other cleaning Princess Emily did throughout the WHOLE CASTLE that day. The next morning when Princess Emily awoke, her heart was filled with joy that Princess Michelle had returned home to be with her and that she had kept her promise! She was so excited she decided to awake Princess Michelle. When Princess Emily awoke Princess Michelle, they laughed and giggled while they got ready. They remembered why they were Best Princess Friends Forever (BPFF...DUH!) and they set out to tackle the kingdom once again together! And they all lived happily ever after! AMEN!"</span></a><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="textexposedshow"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: Batang, serif; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(237, 239, 244); background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="textexposedshow"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: Batang, serif; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(237, 239, 244); background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">I am such a nerd. And yes. I decorated her door too...</span></span></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607149849221291511.post-39180036673638003512011-11-01T23:55:00.000-07:002011-11-02T00:05:21.869-07:00God bless modern medicineThe owners come tomorrow. TOMORROW! We have been working so hard the last month for the next 48 hours! Holy cow! We just have to get through the next 48 hours. The owners of Rexburg Housing only come every once and a while. My boss does such a fantastic job they just don't worry about our properties I guess. But they have missed Rexburg (if that is possible...) and wanted to stop in and do a little check up. So in preparing for their arrival its been very busy. I try to do my part where I can to help. I can't do a lot, but I did sacrifice something most imporant to me today, my sleep. I went up to my boss's house this morning at 5:45 am! to go sit up at her house while she went to work. So I got the munchkins off to school and then got myself off to school. So, I went to school and headed to work. My first client no showed. So I figured I better start cleaning... I needed to deep clean my salon and knew I had about 2 hours worth of cleaning. So I realized I hadn't taken my meds for the day and took them at 2 pm. Adderall at 2 pm on a full stomach= Michelle on super speed and super focused! I was crazy. I kept working and working and working and working and working. I had another no show and worked my little butt off. I cleaned the entire salon on top of doing my normal clientèle. It was crazy. My girls Allie and Emily showed up for moral support (literally they sat and painted their nails and told me to keep up the good work!) Anyways, so now my salon is nice and clean. And I only have 29 more days until we close the salon for the remodel! YAY!!!! Go team Retreat! Now to start the buying of goods and hiring!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607149849221291511.post-21047419371083451282011-10-26T12:07:00.000-07:002011-10-26T12:34:27.877-07:00Ummm hiiiiiiiii<div style="text-align: left;">Wow. I suck at blogging. I always say I am going to do better, but I never do. Shocking! So I will not make any more promises. I don't even know if people still read my blog. But just in case there is someone that does read my blog let me try to enlighten you on what I have been up to... My work sponsored a straw maze on Monday night and so all the employees got in for free. Well that would be a fun activity right? Wrong. I got off work and my boss, Jeanne (who is also a big sister/ best friend/ mentor to me) called and tricked me into going with her and her 3 girls (who I used to nanny). Anywho, I was already freezing and didn't want to go, but she is very tricky and I ended up going. Her, her man-friend, his friend, her (Jeanne's) friend, and our two other co-workers all went together. Between the 6 adults (that includes me) there were 9 kids. 9 kids!!! Their age range was from 1- 9. Lucky us! So it's like 7:30pm by the time we get there and therefore it's already dark. We start on the maze and luckily I have my smartphone so I have the flashlight app and that is our light source. After about a half hour, the 1 year old is screaming his head off, he wants to get down and walk, he's cold.... it was awesome! So after a few more minutes we realize this is HELL and we need to get out of there! So we ask for the man on top of the maze to get us to the end... or in our case we were closer to the beginning. At this point I was beyond annoyed. The kids were all screaming, and running off from their parents. Awesome! Best. Birth control. EVER! I had had it with the kids screaming and yelling while the adults were trying to talk. I finally used my assertive voice and told those youngins to zip it. The adults all talked and found our way out. Well Jeanne's man-friend, his friend and his two kids got lost some how on the way out. So after a few minutes of them not coming out, and realizing that our cell phone coverage out there was crap, Jeanne and I ventured in the exit and found and rescued them. It was so much fun! NOT! Just kidding, it was an adventure to say the least. This </div><div>picture is a picture of me with my co-workers after the insanity had happened... <div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi__-A6BesyuPQLtUXEbBPk5aCRudsxf8bO9GdSpSJtAqDBFbN3mYutvGr9T6vYxXm8Hh30FSUnTkL1LYFl62vpQootGaDojwJA83iNL-O2oNz7B6CAVGU3pR_INzou0yF8VxnHvR82nUk/s320/RH+Ladies.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667885020742302258" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">This is me with my boss.... obviously I am showing her who is boss :)</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigyR_Puq_dfZ0WEjCsyOjAXQzm0o7fcWt4gNVWDdcn0iTadXo6_gxQ1i_Ee4aSxLZoB0G0sEdwKxwEVINsvcfpBX2H6eDnBBvEevdWmSkvgEnLMX2hOdYGvWGOK_PK1NdndIchVUMfsSs/s320/Now+whose+boss.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667885023036211890" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></div><div style="text-align: center;">This was last week, my co-worker/ apartment manager, Gwendolyn invited me over for their FHE and we carved pumpkins! This is her cute girl, Ella. We carved a witch with her cauldron and her name... I free hand carved that! YES! Be IMPRESSED!</div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCDzLxLDwZp9NzPIFuyekIp892zamSUMXFW_L_pEy6iNE3ytIoqF5MPj-CqxYuBPSuxn-c9bz7VdlNblUXA-Q4nO7UrhxPj4KUsyHhBH51btMK_6YZiaGqleryW0L8KWzHpfk6zfrUIEU/s1600/Ella+Pumpkin.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCDzLxLDwZp9NzPIFuyekIp892zamSUMXFW_L_pEy6iNE3ytIoqF5MPj-CqxYuBPSuxn-c9bz7VdlNblUXA-Q4nO7UrhxPj4KUsyHhBH51btMK_6YZiaGqleryW0L8KWzHpfk6zfrUIEU/s320/Ella+Pumpkin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667885032567045522" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div>Anyways, fall is in the air, next the snow will come. And the circle of life will go on. I am almost done with school... 38 school days left! But who's counting? Duh! ME!!!! </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607149849221291511.post-76984920621934516072011-09-13T11:53:00.001-07:002011-09-13T12:01:05.369-07:00Life's Tough then you die...It's the second day of school and I went to bed at 4:30am... do you think this is the way I wanted to start my semester? No. Not. At. ALL! I had a work meeting at 9 am... then I had to go straight to class at 11 am... then I have class until 2 pm. And then... I have work immediately after class until 9 pm. Notice no where in there is a breakfast, lunch or dinner. Oh my... gotta love my overbooked schedule. Why do I think I can do everything? Oh... because I will get it all done. But then at 9pm. I will eat and then crash... Honestly, today is not a great day. It's not bad. But it's definitely not what I want my every day life to be... I am grateful for my true friends and family. I am grateful for a boss that loves me and understands that I am doing everything I can. I am grateful that my mom sent me this text this morning after saying today is going to be long "Good luck and say your prayers". How simple is that. I do need to say my prayers, so I can have the strength of my Heavenly Father and Savior. Because without them.. I will not survive today...Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607149849221291511.post-42241733982017920042011-09-08T10:30:00.000-07:002011-09-08T11:12:09.025-07:00First Day of the Rest of my Life!!<div style="text-align: left;">I can not believe summer is over :( SAD DAY! Except for today is actually a very exciting day! Today my salon, MY SALON opens! I am so excited for this! I have mentioned this on my blog before, but I guess the news didn't spread like wild fire. So here is the deal. I have been working for Rexburg Housing for over a year now. I have been doing office work for them, then at the beginning of summer our salon manager quit. So they asked me for help finding a new salon manager... and then it occurred to them that I should probably just do it. So I used my business knowledge and realized that their "business plan" was stupid and they were losing money. (side note: Their business plan was the salon is a complete amenity for the over 1600 residents. They offer free haircuts, manicures and pedicures for the residents. And they just dump money into it every month. So dumb right?) So I came along and said, well why don't you first and foremost sell product, DUH!!! And they agreed, that would be smarter. Second, why don't you do a full service salon for the residence and allow them a discount, but be open to the general public as well? So this summer when the owners came to visit I gave them my business proposal and budget and all that shinanagins and they loved it. They ate it up! Sadly we didn't have enough time to do it during the 7 week break, but we will be able to do it in December. So we are knocking walls down, adding two other salon chairs, another pedicure chair, having a full time nail tech and everything! So for the next 4 months I will be doing the haircuts, manicures and pedicures all by myself, but then in January I will have other staff to help assist and we will be doing color and everything else by then! I am so excited. So my goal in the next 18 months is to not only remodel the salon, but have the salon be a profitable part of this company! YAY! So here are some pictures of my current salon, its called The Retreat....</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheIC5-1B6pyw91qTuamkb2W-RMAqeaiiwydFiDuCGkyYTBaobbm_2cWCvfa3z-TqLRjK_fYkxMTBO6m8ebjQmildxMh6o81sAWgdhDdQeHfzD-MI1eOtuZuWg1X1mDkoWGaJPBp00fP9I/s320/IMAG0539.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650051592408420930" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 320px; " /><div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZXhZa7B8FJybrRRGgM-TikACZsWkwxcPpDfrEI_iQilG6kLwOkWrKiFJ_FLqE-oy8FPwzpa1YgG0vluojEuIqvsj6DLozcHVISmDrszJ0QWj5K01v9JOYx6Gqna6eWvMVu6UP0q848oA/s320/IMAG0541.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650051601093354546" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 320px; " /></span></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm7uKdOhMqmVaJcSsDRFNSVlh3a2AZdMypflItcPdayW2p_rvG7p9J6-SDe_-BGFoEbVCdnJX1l7HUl3yK0TcJoAiJoXHuFAz6TW3C9qtOTzAMkFDadid4xdfvHhdNjjoTCFnEiX8ENmE/s320/IMAG0540.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650051594874829186" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 191px; " /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">And so far I am loving it! So yes, I am excited. I am kicking this off for this company, who has several other salons over their properties throughout the US and if this is successful, we will do the same everywhere! Wish me luck! </span></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607149849221291511.post-89224287205827214342011-08-30T12:44:00.000-07:002011-08-30T12:55:48.064-07:00Kids these days...So I never realized how big of an influence I was on the family I am nannying. The girls are absolutely amazing and I love spending time with them but by the weekend let's be real its time for a break. I feel like the girls need a break from me and vice versa. So last weekend I went in a mini road trip to Utah with my girl Kelsy... We had a blast! But when I got home late Sunday night the girls were in bed. So I didnt get to see the girls until after school on Monday. The middle child git home and I asked her for a hug just like any other day and she avoided the question like crazy. I kept asking throughout the day and she kept ignoring me. So finally her mom stepped in and asked why she wouldnt hug me. She the 7 year old said she was mad at me for leaving for the whole weekend and not giving her a big goodbye. Talk about breaking your heart. I felt terrible. Later that night as I was tucking her in I apologized and told her next time if I leave and she misses me all she has to do is call me and I will drop whatever I am doing to talk to her. She then said she just loves me and wants to spend time with me... It just melts my soul to hear these beautifullittle ladies talk and think so highly of me... Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607149849221291511.post-52579536350609419582011-08-22T23:54:00.000-07:002011-08-23T00:08:45.125-07:00Summer Lovin' had me a blast!<p class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="line-height: 115%; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >Summer has been AWESOME! I have seriously had so much fun. Don't get me wrong there has been some lows in it, but I mean I look back and the good parts have DEFINITELY outweighed the bad! I feel like Michelle again. I think after the winter semester when I was so busy with school and what not and fell for a boy that ended up making me so mad it made me realize why I don't date boys. I date men and sadly good ole Rexburg is lacking in the MEN department. Anyways I had a really hard winter and it got me into this weird funk. I was faking it until I made it. And I finally feel happy again. I have met some amazing new friends that make me so happy and love spending time with and they have gotten to know the real me, not the one who hid behind others, because let’s be honest here, my personality <s>couldn’t </s>shouldn’t be hidden behind anyone/thing. And I was really struggling on why anyone would want to hang out with me. I felt like I had to hang out with my old friends because they already loved me, and new ones wouldn’t. WOW. I felt ridiculous saying that, maybe I should have said it long ago. My boss/ friend/ current roommate, Jeanne gave me some pretty good advice the other day… it relates to the men department so my mom will be happy about this.. She told me that when a guy texts me to hang out/ calls or whatever his form of communication and asks to do something, he means me… not my posse! Haha I loved hearing that. And if you know Jeanne you can just hear her saying the words. She is very type A personality and I love her to death! She is right though. I guess even though I pretend to have the world’s biggest ego/ self esteem, let’s be real people, I don’t. And there have been males in the past that have taken away from my lower than average self esteem, which doesn’t help and I know that someday they will be held accountable for those invisible tears that I shed. The moral of this story is that I have had a huge self esteem boost this summer, because someone told me the other night that I was a 6 ½ looks wise, but my personality made me a 9. I will take that! Thank you to that man, who was feeling under the weather, but that means to me, even if you aren’t the prettiest girl in the room, you can still have an amazing personality and let’s be honest, the personality is what really counts! I have really learned a lot about myself and I love it. BEST. SUMMER.</span></span><span style="font-size:15.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"Georgia","serif";color:black"> EVERRRRRRRR</span></span></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0