Holy This Is Getting Ridiculous

That phrase applies to a few things.

How long it's taken me to post.  Seriously.  The biggest thing going on in my life right now is my daughter and her blog is elsewhere.  And that is terribly neglected too.  Especially since she is so funny and fun and doing so many new things now.  It's a shame.  Shame on me.  I'm aware of the shame.... 

The other biggest thing is my photography business.  And I guess I'm not 100% comfortable going on and on about my annoyances, stresses, ideas and complaints.  I want it to be professional and so I can't vent about it all in a public forum.  But call me and I'll tell you all about it.

The other ridiculous thing is that I didn't realize how badly I need to vent!  Or talk!  It wasn't until I talked my Mom's ear off today for about 40 minutes, I think, about everything.  I didn't give her hardly any time to get a word in and she tried to end the conversation a few times.  Sorry Ma.  :)   On my way home I realized how badly I wanted to call someone else and just TALK.  But I wanted to talk someone's ear off and I couldn't do that in 10 minutes.  So.. I sat in my car thinking.. and thinking.. .and realizing that I'm so very ready for Jaren to be done with harvest.  Done with being busy and being gone.  We were able to have a quick lunch in town today - haven't had lunch with him in a while and usually he comes home for lunch.  We were talking with no other distractions and I remembered things that had happened days to a week ago that I hadn't had a chance to tell him!  Seriously.  He's been coming home around 9 each night and leaving around 7:30 each morning.  I just miss him.  Miss everything about having him around. 

What's funny is that normally this feeling happens much earlier during the farming season.  Sometimes even before harvest!  But I think having Naomi to take are of and keep me company is helping a lot.  But she isn't the best conversationalist.  Sometimes she doesn't even listen very well.  She interrupts me frequently by blurting out some obseinity such as, "Ma!" or "Tah, Tah, Tah, Tah" or "Dadatayada!".  Or she wants a hug, or she runs away for her bedroom (which she loves) when I didn't even tell her to go to it.  Or she starts playing with a toy that makes noise to drown out my ramblings.  She's not very subtle.  It's obvious I'm torturing her.  So then I smother her with kisses to tell her I don't care.  :)

Anyway... right now Nae is sick.  Poor thing, she's so boogery and tired and rubs her nose and get's boog's all over her face and hands and toys and me.  Jaren is sick with a sinus infection and I'm starting to not feel so well.  I feel pretty bad for Jaren.  He doesn't get to rest; we do.  He's not even home yet and it's 9.  Their projected date to be done is Wednesday next week.  I cant tell you how much I'm looking forward to how happy and free he will feel when he comes home that night. 

And Nae's birthday is in two weeks and I need to make invites.  Well, I don't need to I want to.  And I have a bunch of stuff I'm working on for my business.  And I have to plan the party.  I mean, she'll be one so she wont care.  She'll wonder why there are so many people in her house.  Oh man... the house!  I have to clean clean clean!  And what will we do?  What do you do at a one year old's party?  I suggested pin the diaper on the Nae Nae and Jaren said no.  It's a really hard game.  We play it daily.  I'm going to make cupcakes!  That's decided....  Maybe I'll google "One year old birthday party games that adults will want to participate in and wont require a walker because mine isn't quite there yet"  But then pictures of old people walkers will come up and I'll be back at square one.

Oh!  AND I want a blog makeover.  But I don't have time to do it right now.  And I want to read blogs and comment.  But I haven't had a chance to read a whole lot more than a few friends and family.  Shame on me again. 

I love you all, though.  Know that.  And I know that lot's don't like the long ramblings.  But I think that's what I need to do to get back into the blogging groove.  So bear.. bare (right?)  with me.  I might even make you laugh if you get my sense of humor.  :) 

Treadmills Are Cool

I have two weeks left of school for this semester.

I have enjoyed this week off oh so much.

Probably a little too much considering that I got NO homework done and I had a good days worth.

I am feeling fear for tomorrow. Isn't that horrible? I am just NOT into school... at all.

I am so grateful this semester has flown by. But I'll admit I'm a little nervous for next semester to be over and then I'm finished.

Come April I have my Bachelors and..... then what?

I'll say it's a good thing I'm married and settled.

By the way... I do know what I'm doing when I'm finished. Hopefully making a baby and then I'll go back, take 5 classes, get certified to do Medical Billing and Coding. And that's that.

I'll be able to work from home and start at a very good amount.

See, I have my life figured out. It's just a little weird to live it out..... I've been going to school since I was 4.

I can't wait to be done!

Can you tell I'm in a bit of a rambling mood? Feels good to ramble.

I have been exercising for 3-4 days a week for the last month. Until this last week.

I feel like I blew right up and gained 5 pounds. When in fact, the scale disagrees....

I cannot wait to get back to the gym tomorrow.

By the way, we are looking for a treadmill. Any advice on good ones?

Hope everyone had a great week of Holiday!

Oh and p.p.s. or p.s.s. (however it works) I found couches! Beautiful, wonderful, amazing, lustful, down filled couches. We are discussing them and are going back to look hopefully tomorrow to decide if it's really what we want. (Oh... but I WANT)

Can I Still Play?

I just found out about this tradition today. I didn't post yesterday so I was sad that maybe I couldn't do it. Then I decided I didn't care that I missed November 1st, I'll just do 29 posts in 29 days.

I can't gurantee exciting stuff. Maybe this will be eye opening. I'll blog about whatever I'm feeling. Like right now. Massive head ache but I didn't want to take P.M. because I get super groggy the next day and I don't want to be groggy tomorrow. Instead I'm sitting here with an ice pack on my head/neck and that seems to help quite a bit.

Also, I just got done with a homework assignment that is due tomorrow morning for my Sports Conditioning class.

Also, I have been working on Stephanie's baby shower invites ALL DAY today and they really have turned out quite nice. I'm rather proud of myself.

I'll post pictures maybe tomorrow. Or the next day... whichever.

Here's to my extra hour of making invites today and driving to class tomorrow morning while it is LIGHT outside!

I'm tired. Goodnight!

Oh, what does nablopomo mean anyway?

If I were to guess I'd say it meant, nothing about blogging looks on point of mountain options. Yeah?

One Tornado Plus One Calm Whispering Wind Equals

Jaren and I. I bet you could guess which each one of natures wonders is which. Since I'm home a lone again. By myself. It's almost 9 on a Friday night. I'm so cool. I decided to clean my kitchen. Wait wait.... let me tell you what my house looks like.

I've been the only one basically living in it for the last 4 weeks since Jaren has decided to briefly leave me for his CAREER. Boo potatoes. (Until the check comes in, then I yay). But since I am the equivalent to a tornado, both emotionally and in my living habits lately my house really truly looks like it has been hit by one. My patient husband who comes home and doesn't say anything about his side of the couch being COVERED in my books and papers and junk he just sits on the other couch and smiles at me. Even he said something to me about it last night. "Honey... now.. don't take this the wrong way (because I always do) but.. do you find it's hard to concentrate with.... this...." "MESS?!" "yes." So I took it the wrong way and got out the rolling pin to knock some sense into him. No, no you know I wouldn't do that.

I'd use the huge wooden cutting bored. Kidding! Kidding again! Goodness people.

So. I promised I would clean the house spotless tomorrow. And I will. I have been planning on doing this because during the week it is impossible for me to do it. Uhhh, especially this week. Wait. Don't get me started that's not what I'm whining about.

So, I decided that since I was here by myself. And I had already watched an hour of TV and talked on the phone for an hour (to my dad) that I should do something productive. So I started to clean the kitchen. I mean.. I CLEANED that sucker. Oh except the microwave... still need to scrub that. Oh... and the oven.. need to clean that. Oh... and under the sink. Ew. Need to clean that. Dang. I guess I just cleaned off the counter tops and did the dishes and cleaned the stove top and swept the floor. But it looks TONS better!

So after that I felt a little ambitious and decided I'd start on our bedroom. Both of our clothes are every where. And well.. mine are more mostly every where. Instead I decided to whine about it. So here I am.... blogging and whining because in my last post everyone said they actually read my whole posts. So I feel better about writing more.
OH YEAH
I remembered why I was going to blog. I was looking through Mormon Mommy Blogs and realized I am SO far down there! And in no real special category. So now I'm having a blogging identity crisis. Where do I fit in the blogging world? Am I just "one of the blogs" or am I "ONE OF THE COOL BLOGS!" (said in high pitched girly voice). I wonder..........

I really have a hard time finding myself funny typing. I'm mostly funny when you meet me and I mutter incoherent comments under my breath about what's going on around me and the person next to me hears it. They laugh. It's usually funny. I'm rarely mean. I try not to be.

In one of my classes we were having a discussion on being sarcastic. And everyone was raising their hands and talking about how being sarcastic is mean and makes them feel bad. And I mean.. okay, when you are making fun of someone to their face in front of their face.... wouldn't that make them feel bad?? So I raised my hand and said, "I think if you are being sarcastic as in being mean to someone or even about someone then it's not very nice. But when you are just making fun of yourself or a situation or something then it's funny. I like to laugh. I like sarcasm when it's not directed at me. I think it can be a good thing." Unless it is being directed at me and I'm cool with it. Then that's okay too.

I'm here in my house by myself in the middle of nowhere and it's totally dark outside and my husband is 30 miles away. Remember my fears?!?! My doors are locked..... but I just got this weird phone call from.... I DON'T KNOW!! I didn't get to my phone in time. By the way, I don't get reception at my house unless I stand by my back door window. Blah. So, I answered just as they hung up. It was a number I didn't recognize so I called back.. naturally. And some old man answered. So I said, "Hello?" And at first I thought it was my Grandpa in law accidentally calling my phone instead of Jarens. Because we have the same last 4 digits and this was his old work phone before I was born. But then he asked who I was and I said, "Whitney" like I expected him to know who I was. Then he told me he didn't know who I was. I told him I just got a phone call from this number. He told me he didn't know who I was and hung up.

WHAT?!

What does this mean???? Is there someone out there pretending to be an old guy staring at me through the back window wondering what my name was so he could knock on my front door and say, "Whitney!! I have a present for you! It's Kristina, I just brought over the cupcakes you won!" And of course I don't wonder why she drove all the way here to Rexburg just to deliver my cupcakes that I could have gotten from her in a week. Or that it's even 9 o clock and she doesn't know where I live. No. I'd still go answer the door thinking it was Kristina and.... WHO KNOWS WHAT WOULD HAPPEN!!!

Man. Jaren REALLY needs to come home. He called. Should be home in FOURTY minutes! It's already past 9!!! I think it's time I gave up on dinner and ate without him. I'm also going to go watch the season premier of "The Ex List". (With my large wooden cutting board)

Personal Philosophy

I fear writing just super long posts because I think everyone will think I'm boring and decide to not read and just scroll down to the bottom and leave a random comment to make me thing that they read it.

But then I read one of Julie's posts and decided that at least she would read it. I'm not the best writer but I wrote this for one of my classes on why I am going for the health career I am. For those of you who do not know, my major is Health Science. I know it's long. I was going to add to it, because there is a lot to add to, it's so brief, but I refrained. If anyone would like to know more or have any questions let me know and I'll write another post on it.

Here goes.

I have been interested in a career in Health since I was in High School. I have always been very interested in health and its effects and trying to be healthy. There were a few events that happened that steered me in the right direction.

There was a time where I was in a relationship that was not good for me. I felt pressured to be smaller than I already was (and I was very little) and I ended up taking extreme measures to try to get that. I exercised 5-6 hours a day and then cut back on eating a lot. This went on for maybe two months. Friends and my parents knew something was not right but I ignored them. Then one night after running home from Basketball practice and then doing an hour long exercise video I took a shower. As I stepped out I passed out. I woke up on the floor and I realized the toll what I was doing had taken on my body.

It was then I realized how horrible I had been treating myself and what an abusive relationship I was in. It took some time to end the relationship but when I did I thought a lot about what I went through emotionally, mentally and physically. I decided I wanted to help girls in that situation and advise them on their dietary intake. I had made up my mind I was going to be a Dietitian. I even wanted to be a therapist for girls that were going through similar situations but I realized that would take a masters degree and I didn’t know if I would be able to do that. Upon further investigation of the Dietary Degree I found that would also require a Masters Degree.

I went to a high school career fair and listened to a nursing teacher talk about nursing. I was enthralled; I realized that was exactly what I wanted to do. So I planned on that when I applied to colleges and when I was accepted to BYU-Idaho I enrolled in the Health Science department so I could start to get my pre-requisites finished. I went through my freshman year working hard but not getting high enough grades. I knew BYU-Idaho wouldn’t accept anyone with lower than a 3.7-3.8 GPA. I was discouraged and was trying to decide what to do.

It was in my sophomore year that I discovered I could leave BYU-Idaho and go to school some where else. I applied to UVSC and moved to Utah. During this time I was dating my now husband. He farms here in Rexburg and I ended up getting engaged and moving back here to live forever. So I had to change my career goals. My life had changed and I found I wouldn’t have to work for a living. So I decided to focus on just getting my Health Science Degree. Throughout this time I have pondered several different options: getting my Nutrition Degree online and double majoring by going to nursing school since I would only have to take another 27 credits of nursing classes. Then a teacher in the HS department mentioned a new program that they were working on getting approved - Medical Billing and Coding. I could work part time from home and start at $20 an hour. It sounded too good to be true. I knew I did not have to work, but I wanted to help out but I did not want to have to leave my children someday.

I am 10 credits (not including this semester) away from graduating. I know the program won’t be implemented until after I graduate so I will wait for that date and then apply for continuing education and take the five classes it will take to be certified. The whole idea in the beginning was to get a high paying degree quickly so I could put my husband through school. Then I married someone who was just barely finished and that necessity went out the window. My greatest desire is to be a Mother and a Wife. I have one down and I hope to get the other someday soon. My children are who I hope to work with. Having another income would just be icing on the cake and would also give me something to do and feel like I am contributing. That is what I plan to do.


P.S. the contest is still on.