Halloween Stories

In the month of October, I will be posting my scarey, gross, and Halloween related true stories. So to get you in the mood, refer back to the month of August and read about the Poop Massacre, and Part 1 & 2 of the River House from the month of July...

The Most Embarressing Moment, Ever!

Through the years, I have had some moments where, well, things would happen and they would be rather embarrassing for me. My moment isn't as bad as Jennie L. 's red Kool Aid story. But I have had things happen to me regarding woman hood, and gross moments, that I will never write about, because it is so bad, I would die of embarrassment! You wouldn't want that would you? The reason why I am choosing to tell you about this story, because recently, it was brought up again by one of my good friends of the past, who is still upset about it.

When I was young, I attended three different high schools. I lived in Juneau for 3 years in row, starting with my eight grade year, where I met two of my friends, S.A.W. and S.J.M. We stuck together like glue, the three of us, having adventures, and experiencing the typical teen stuff together. We called our selves the Three Amigos. I doubt they remember that now, but anyways, I was forced to move to Utah in October of my junior year, and then moved to Wyoming for my senior year. So, I have always considered Juneau Douglas High School as my high school, where I made the most memories at.

After I moved and moved again, I always kept in touch with my friends, in fact S.J.M. became my maid of honor. I promised them for years that I would come back, and that I would see them again. I even planned to go back to Juneau after high school to attend school there at the University of Southeast Alaska, and thought we can be roommates at the dorms together. But it didn't happen. And I was sad, things changed. But I tried to keep informed about my old friends at JDHS, S.A.W. and S.J.M didn't even live there anymore.

So what did I do? Well Jason and I got our first computer back in 1998, and later on we discovered the Internet and got a scanner. When I got the scanner, I went through all of my pictures and picked the best ones to scan and shared them with my family and friends. Isn't that what other people do? Well, I also discovered a site called Classmates.com and it allowed me to put in all the high schools that I have attended. When that happened, I began receiving news information on the different high schools, in particular, reunion information. My class reunion was coming up, and a person contacted me from JDHS to talk to me about it.

Well at first, I was excited, that someone cared to contact me, even if it was a girl that I didn't really like back in the day. (I am feeling like I want to hyperventilate just thinking about this!)She was nice, she asked me how things were and what has happened to me since I left. Of course I told her all about me, and she asked my about my friends, S.A.W. and S.J.M., and I told her innocently about them, just shooting the breeze. As I was telling her about my fabulous married life, she asked me if I had any pictures to show her. So I did! I sent her just about every picture that I had scanned, putting them in little thumb nails on one page so see can see them all. I was thrilled to show them off! She told me they were great, and we chit chatted a little about them. THEN she told me, that she would like to use one, for a photo thing she was putting up for the reunion party. So I told her, just choose which one, it didn't really matter which, because I had sent so many! The pictures included, pictures of the past, with me and my friends. Pictures of my wedding, family, vacations, etc. Well, then she asked me if I could give her contact information about my friends, so she can talk to them about the reunion. She then told me that she was going to put the information in a book, a book that was going to be given everyone at the reunion party. I told her it was okay to put my info. in the book if she wants, though I didn't even graduate with you, wouldn't that be weird? She again graciously invited me to come anyways and told me there was going to be a reunion website posted soon. SO I said okay. And I waited.

The night after the reunion, I checked the website for any news. On the website, there was a montage of pictures of who attended, I was so excited and surprised how different or same some people looked! It made me gitty! (This is making me sick and dizzy to write!)Then, there was a posting of the film that displayed during the reunion for everyone to see. So I watched, the first picture that came up was one of mine, then another, and then another, and so on! (I have a headache now!) ALL OF MY PICTURES I had sent to Andrea was in the film!!!!And then there were just a few from other people...

( I am trying to breathe now!) What in the heck did everyone think? I just ruined their reunion! I didn't even graduate with them! After I watched it, I again checked out the pictures of the reunion, some people didn't look happy, looking up at something...Was it my imagination? Afterwards, my friend Heather who went, told me about it. Then she stopped writing me. Everyone who graduated from there got a book. I didn't and I had no idea what was written in it. I felt like dying! My excitement turned to anger and then feeling of being just plain stupid!
Soon afterwards, my friends, S.A.W. and S.J.M. called me. I was happy to hear from them, because we only spoke to each other a few times a year. If that. I wanted sympathy from them, because surely they would feel my pain, and I guessed right! They weren't embarrassed but angry at me! They didn't want to be in the book, and had talked to Andrea about it, but apparently, Andrea took it upon herself to take what I said about them, and put them in the book anyways! To this day, I still have no idea what was written! I know I didn't say anything bad about them, and I surely would have never said a word to Andrea or sent her any pictures if I would of known this was going to happen! My friendship was permanently damaged! And neither of us, has gotten over it. I have tried to laugh about it (what happened to me), thinking I may never see these people again, but it still haunts me to this day. It was the most embarrassing thing in my life....so far...This is a lesson I never wanted to learn the hard way! (I am truely sorry S.A.W. and S.J.M., expecially for using your names in my blog, which nobody hardly reads anyways, let alone, anyone who knows you...)

Twilight Cult or Club?

Warning

*MAJOR SPOILER ALERT!!!!*

If you haven't read all of the books and intend to, do not read this blog today!

I finished the last book on Friday morning. Hooray! I am just as shocked as you all are! I did not think I was capable of reading one, in 24hrs., let alone 4 huge paged books in the amount of time that I did! To my friends, I must apologize, you are all right! I finished a on Friday morning, and I have been detoxing myself from it, ever since. I did not expect to feel emotional in any way about anything that I read. As some of you know, I think crying is for wimps. I still think so...I didn't shed a tear, but I was close! I was sad at the end of the last book because I get it, I sensed the tone of our basic faith throughout most of the book. Did you too? I also felt sad that it was over, I just read the Midnight Sun book, too but she didn't finish it. Last week at home, while I was reading these books, I have not done the dishes, nor watched Days of Our Lives, ignored phone calls, and have been zombiefied by reading these books. I even have lost some weight too!

Bravo to Stephanie Meyer, how could I even think I could write like her? For a Mormon girl, she certainly has a creative and warped mind! When I read the first book, I thought, ''how sweet, it's a classic love story". Then I quickly read the second book, I noticed that she wrote more about thoughts, than script. Like many others, I wanted Edward back into the pages, as soon as possible! Then I was desperate to get the third book, (my favorite, I think) to find out what happens. I couldn't believe she mentioned the University of Southeast Alaska! If I didn't marry Jason, that is where I would have gone, I loved the campus, surrounded by woods, up high. It would have been a perfect place for vampires to live! I also noticed that the adult content was more appealing to me, than I thought it would be...Then finally of course, the last book, I couldn't even have imagined that it would have happened the way it did. How is it even possible to put all of this in a movie? It would certainly be rated R.

As I read, my jaw would pop open with unbelief. Did yours too? Some jaw popping moments were of course,: Edward leaving, both times Bella was being kissed by Jacob, the night Bella was proposed to, Jacob and her in sleeping bag, Bella's honeymoon, Bella's pregnancy, Edward asking Jacob to make her happy, and of course, Bella's stomach ripping and the whole birth chapter, even being bit by kid....there is no words for this..... That was gripping, I had no idea that was going to happen, but I did figure she would become a vampire.

So kudos to Stephanie Meyer for coming up with something original! I loved the fact that her vampires were not the same as norm. I am also amazed that she was able to write in such detail about the transformation of being a vampire, I really liked that. But of course I do have questions that I can't help but wonder about though, that maybe I missed it and somebody can explain it to me, please...

-Like, I know Bella looked like a super model after her transformation, but it didn't really say if she lost the pregnancy weight, and her skin healed after being torn apart.

-Nor did she have scars now, from Edward biting her all over, or even the baby's bite.

- So I guess the bowels don't work do they? But if they consume blood, where does it go? Even Edward ate something once, where did it go?

-After being transformed did everybody turn out skinny? I know that the Irish vampire was big, but no others.

- Does their hair grow? If they lost it in a battle, would they have to wear a wig?

- Why didn't she write about bella meeting her old friends after her transformation, that would have been interesting..

- I know that old men can produce children, but it stops producing I am sure, if they are dead!

If they can produce that, why not tears? What about spit?

- And finally, if all they wanted to do was to make the Voltri stop and listen to their side of the story, Why didn't they make a video, send a e-mail, or call them to tell them about the kid, before they came? Even a nice letter, and some pictures could have made it there by a month's time.

I do have more questions, but I don't want to over do it. I don't want to destroy the story. Jacob imprinting with their kid grossed me out, but it does leave room for another story. I have a theory too, about reading all those books, in time that I have, and how the story seems to be stuck in my mind still...I wonder if I read the scriptures, with the same passion, until I conquered them...would I be constantly thinking and remembering them as well ? Hmmm, something to ponder, it's not like I can pronounce and understand every word written in them, which always seems to bore me. The scriptures how ever, does have action, love, gore, and horror, as well as feel good stories..how could I be bored? I think perhaps my problem all along has been, making the time, and reading it every chance I get until finished. This will be a new goal, but for right now, I guess I am the newest member of the Twilight Cult, I mean Club...I will no doubt do, what all the Twilighters do, but discuss the books non stop, check out the many websites related, watch the trailer over and over, and count the days until the movie comes out.

So are you happy now? Shawna, Lori, and Sarah? I have been touched by these books, Twilight being the first book ever that I have read in my adult years. It will be hard to forget. Okay, enough said, but if you think I am going to wear a Team Edward shirt, or anything of the sort, I would have to be stoned or something.

The Twilight Cult

Everywhere I go, that is all I have heard for the last couple of months, Twilight this and Team Edward that, etc. in which, I had decided to rebel against, because that is all I heard about. I was totally out of the loop and my friends had already read the fourth book... It's no secret that I rather watch the movie, and that is what I reserved myself to do...I never read any of the Harry Potter books, like everybody else did, and I am not going to start now, doing what every body else is doing. That is not me... So I didn't get their inside jokes about the book, or understand why they would be sooooo obsessed over Twilight! Give me a brake! Besides everything, I made it no secret also, that I am not a reader, in fact I hate to read! I have told people before, I try to read the scriptures, but end up not remembering anything I read, plus, who has the time? I much rather listen to CD's that we have or learn about them in Sunday school. (It's amazing that I have actually learned and remember what was taught thanks mostly to Bro. Fordam!)

Since high school, is the last time I read a book, and it was because a teacher made me. I know, that sounds totally, what's the right words, I guess dumb, whatever..., you know what I mean. I like to write but not read, does that make sense? Well, my first book ever, that I read on my own, (and for a book report) was "Dracula, Go Home!" A stupid book, I bought from the book fare because I liked vampires SO much. I was in third grade, and I reread this book for my other schools and did a book report on it was well, over and over. But now, I can't remember much about it. So when my friends told me it was a book about vampires, I should have been all over it, but I wasn't, it had to do with the whole Twilight Cult thing, I guess. I was afraid to be a part of it.

Then, last week Sabrina brought home a copy of Twilight from her school library. She wouldn't put it down, she even took it to cheer leading practice. She said she was in a race with a friend, to finish it first. I was amazed how glued she was to it. Jason kept on nagging me to read it, then he started reading it himself. So I gave up, I told them I would just wait until they were done. I didn't even look into it...BUT then, less than 24 hours ago, I started reading the hard back copy that Shawna sent home with the girls from church. And I finished it this afternoon!

I know what you are thinking, I must have cheated somehow, I always find a way to cheat. But I can promise you this, I read the whole thing and understood every word! I think there might have been one or two words that I didn't understand, but it was quite simple...I was indeed secretly obsessed with the book too! I even dreamt about it! Of course, this was hard on my body, I am not used to reading so much, I neglected everything, but it didn't matter...The kids were happy I was reading, not watching TV or being on computer, and thank goodness Shawna sent over the over the second book for me to read tonight and tomorrow!

First of all, as I was reading, I couldn't help but be jealous of the writer, Stephanie Meyers. I understood her way of thinking so well, as if I could have wrote it myself. Especially compared to the stories I have wrote in the past, it is the classic, helpless girl, good looking prince charming, but he is dangerous and their love can with stand anything, even if it's the end of her! I love it! I mean, of course at times it was a little annoying that one girl could be so special that every boy wants her, and of course that she is so abnormally accident prone. And the fact after hundreds of years he managed to never have loved before? I find myself almost ruining the story because of my practical way of thinking. He is stalking her, and when he admitted to watching her all night, did he seen her undress? Go to the bathroom? What if she farted, would that smell sweet? What if she was on her period, what drive him mad or gross him out? I mean, come on, things like this I wonder about...

As for what I thought, well I do feel sorry for Mike, and for her Dad, it seems like now, she is owned by Edward, now and forever. Like he has all of the control, mind you, she is just a young girl. I remember being in love at that age, and nothing seemed to matter, not even grades or parents. But in a sense, he is a much older man, in mind too... What in the heck is he doing going after teenagers? Is he hoping to find one as young and innocent, pure as her, so he can change her before she gets tainted, in worldly things, so she would know no other difference, or love any other? I guess he gave her fair warning, and so I guess I will stop questioning every thing. Maybe things will be more clear in the other books. I just hope she sticks to Edward, I am grossed out by the thought of her liking Jacob, mainly because he is as young as my own son. En spite of he only being a little younger, every year counts in the maturity department for teens. I guess my imagination is quite big, and that is what helped me read this book. I think also seeing the actors who are going to play the parts, helped me even further, so that reading the book was like a movie in my mind. It was awesome, thanks to my friends who didn't give up on me. Now we shall see if i read the other books. What am I saying, of course I have to read the other books!

RockStar!

When I was young, I dreamt of becoming a rock 'n roll singer! It finally came true! I am a hot, skinny, rock chic with bright pink hair, and the best thing is, I can play the guitar and I have a my own band. Didn't you know about my secret life?
My secret life is real, with the help of my brother's X-Box 360, I look totally rad, and I can jam with the band! It is fun, but sometimes a little challenging, but Jason, Danny, Jennifer, and I aren't afraid to make a fool out of our selves and sing until we have no voice left! My brother really isn't a bad singer, I have to admit, I thought I was the only one with that talent in our family.
People wouldn't know it now, but I use to have a loud, beautiful voice...I have lost it, and I have to admit, I am not always on tune as I once was. When I lived in Fairbanks, at age 11, I tried out for the Fairbanks children's choir and got my first sense of what it was like to be in a real choir, singing with real music. Not the elementary stuff, that kids sing at that age. I loved it, and I got a minor role in a production of the Velveteen Rabbit, that year. When I moved to Ohio, I joined the Marietta children's theatre, and they were doing the Velveteen Rabbit too! So then, I got the part of the real rabbit, and had a solo. I was so pleased, not afraid to try anything. Then people had me sing at church, I sang the song, "I believe in Christ", which has special meaning to me. The branch would request me to sing for baptisms and even a funerals. I felt special, like a star! I even got braver when I moved to Juneau, my mom got me a vocal teacher, who had a lot of confidence in me, enough so, that he made me sing in the mall. Do you know how embarrassing it is to sing in the mall for no reason, when people walk buy? Maybe he thought I would bring new clients into his music shop. He got me a few jobs at local churches, where I was payed to sing, I was paid only $15 dollars, and I still have that first check, that I didn't cash. His teaching ended, when he moved to Russia after a year. But I was so busy anyways, I was in concert choir and Jazz choir, tried out for state choir, and I was in every musical production the school put on. Which is a whole other story, I wasn't the best actress, and I will blog about that, another time.
When I moved to Utah, I did well, had wonderful experiences singing in three choirs there, but then I had my accident and I moved my senior year, to Wyoming. When I got to Evanston, the choir was so lame! It was like 6th grade choir stuff all over! So I quit, after I had a argument with the teacher about the songs he chose. Since then, every once in a while, I would get brave enough to sing, but now, my voice is as if it was never trained at all, what happened to it? I used to be louder than everyone else, loud enough to sing on stage without a mic, and over power anyone near me. I know now, when the Lord gives you a talent, don't waste it!
Going back to my dreams, I wanted to be a rock star, and I also wanted to sing in the Tabernacle Choir, that kind of came true. In Utah, I got to sing with the choir, in the Tablenacle at Christmas time, that was real special. I just wish I had it on tape. As for now, I can pretend to be a awesome rock star, with a hot bod, when I visit my brother, and when I am driving in the car. Rock On!

My Blog

Year's ago, when I first started hearing about people writing blogs, I thought it was kind of lame...I mean, at first, I thought that only famous people wrote them, because their careers were going south and nobody was listening to them. I didn't know that normal people could, so I just avoided it all together.
I don't like doing what everybody is doing, I like to rebel! That is my nature, and to make fun of myself and life. BUT, as you can see, I love writing in my blog, can't you tell? Will I get bored with it and quit? Maybe, but just maybe, after I share all my gross, scary, funny, and adventurous stories with you that I can remember. I know, I haven't been around the world, and not to every state in this country. (almost) I also know, that I have yet to experience some things in life that my older friends have. I know that I haven't gotten the education that others have too. But one thing I do know, this makes me happy, especially when people read my blog and have positive things to say.
I just wish some people in my family would read it too, but they won't. They think I might write something bad about them. (I wonder why?) I may have, if it's the truth, but as my early readers know, I deleted my blog post where I vented about certain people in my family, because I was mad. That is wrong, that is not what I intend to do, while blogging. I don't want to be compared to Rosie O'Donnell Ever! I am trying to be more sensitive, there are some things in my life I will not share, that are shocking, maybe too gross, and incriminating. I am not a perfect person, nor do I pretend to be. The purpose of my blog is to not bore you to death, but for your entertainment and information. I hope you all enjoy what I write, and if there is something too negative, or if my facts get screwed up, let me know. Thanks, and have a good day!
Oh by the way, I can't wait to share some special stories during my favorite season in October. I am chopping at the bit to do a spooky blog transformation!

How the kids have been lately...

Am I bad parent if I let Clark continue his front seat antics? Yesterday, Jason told Clark he could sit up front if he promised to say "hi" to everyone he sees, while I was driving. I tried to keep a straight face, but it was funny. Clark was waving and yelling to everyone, even saying stuff like, "I like your pants!" and "Happy Birthday!" It was really silly, and he even got embarrassed when he realized that a girl walking with her dad, was a girl in his class. So far, people's response has been positive, with the goofy face Clark pulls, they can't help but smile and say "hi", back.




Clark is good student, is is disciplined in that way, but he still has anxiety and anger issues. When ever somebody gets on his nerves, watch out! No matter how small or unimportant it may be, he gets so furious! When that happens, I take away his video games and wrestlers. Yes, he does cherish those things, but it works. He loves wrestling, this fall he is going to try it. He already has had some practice when he grabs a hold of Vivi and Erick. Sabrina doesn't play that way. He also didn't do football this year, though he was so good at it. When he played, he really enjoyed himself, and if they lost a game, he would laugh about the other kids crying about it. When he was on the line, he would dance, because he was so excited. And he was never afraid of someone bigger than him. I told him to treat them like a bull, and just move to the side, and he did. But his ankle got sprained and that was the beginning of the end, after that he said he hated football.




Sabrina is a tigeress, her love for cats is beyond normal now. She is into the big cats, and if I find my camera cord, I would post a picture of her running beside lions. She wants a jungle themed room, with everything tiger and cheetah patterns. Besides her love for cats, she is very artistic. I was too at her age, when I was young, I had every part of my walls and even ceiling covered with pictures I painted or drew. In the past six months, she has become a picky eater! She is close to being a vegetarian, like me, but she won't even eat burgers anymore. I am proud she chooses healthy choices, like spinach salad, and fruits. Her picky choices has made it harder for me to make her happy when we have dinner, she won't eat any kind of pasta, not even mac'n cheese anymore. I am afraid this will be a trend that Vivi will follow, because Vivi copies everything, Sabrina does.




Sabrina never has a hard time making friends, but she is picky when it comes to who can be. She has a best friend who is really smart from her last school, she talks to Courtney every Tuesday. Courtney and Sabrina write stories together in notebooks. They even illustrate them too. Her other best friend ended up in the same school, in the same classes, and next to her locker. How lucky is that? She had been friends with this girl since we moved to Virginia, and her friend had moved a year ago. But not every thing at school is great, a girl on the cheerleading team started calling her names, last week, and this girl is just plain mean. Because Sabrina had to sit across from her, this girl said her hair was a rat's nest, and made a comment like, "I know you want my looks." This made Sabrina feel real bad, her only comeback was calling her four eyes. I have to restrain my self, because I can teach her a thing or too about comebacks. BUT, I won't, I want her to be a nice girl. Her troubles will never be over I am afraid, because she is so pretty, even a boy cut a two inch curl off yesterday in art class. This is just the beginning!




Vivi is my Jennie Jr, my wild child, and Sabrina's copy cat. I think it is cute, and sweet that Vivienne wants to be like Sabrina so much. But Sabrina hates it, she gets so angry over the slightest hint of drawing or making anything like her. They play together well, but only to Sabrina's benefit. Sabrina always has her way when it comes to Viv, and Viv don't mind most of the time. Viv likes cats, cheerleading and dancing. She loves to watch the Barbie movies over and over. She is also very lazy when it comes to cleaning up anything, even if she risks losing it in a vacuum. Everyone also knows that she is not afraid of strangers, this can be a good and bad thing. She likes to go swimming, and has never been afraid of the deepest water, even when she wasn't able to swim. I guess I am going to have to watch out for her because, she is a dare devil.


Finally, she was able to go on the big roller coasters, after years of tantrums and crying because she was too small. Like me, she also likes to watch scary shows, but I don't always let her. Because she will end up in my bed. In school, she does well, but I am sure she annoys the teacher with her willingness to help the teacher and ask questions.




Erick is a whole other thing, he is going through the voice changing thing, and it is hilarious when he whines. It reminds me of Peter Brady, when he talks. I didn't notice this until recently. He has gotten taller too, but not much like I thought he would be. So we shall see, what happens in the next year. Because of his weight loss, most of his clothes are too big for him. He is happy about that. As far as school goes, he is much shorter than other kids.



I am happy that he is in honors classes but he never brings homework home. Isn't those classes supposed to be harder? Erick's attitude has gone to extremes too, one minute he is way over confident and the next minute he is down on himself . He is really hard to get out of bed too, and every Sunday he is the last person out of the house. Last week he got this idea that he wanted to skip a grade, but it isn't as easy as he thinks. The school counselor told him he had to get straight A's for two years before they would consider it. So that is his plan for the moment, I think more power to him! But I know it won't happen, for now, he is excited about being in Pop Quiz. It's a team of smart kids that use buzzers to answer questions. Each kid on the team has a speciality and guess what his is! It's all video game and technology stuff! There are different rank teams, according to their intelligence. He made the "B"team, which is cool, because they won't let freshman be on the "A"team, which competes on TV. Maybe next year...



Erick is really making me proud that he is handling his new life so well. I am proud of all the kids, they really care about him. My toughest challenge with Erick now is, trying to get his spirits up, making sure he doesn't sneak things to eat that he can't have, making sure he isn't spending all his time in the nurse's office when he doesn't need to, getting after him when he leaves his needles and blood strips around, and when he shows off his stuff to other kids at football games, making them think he is a druggie of some sort. Things will get more interesting if he is going to try out for the soccer team. I don't know if I am ready for that now. That is how the kids have been lately.