Every month I am in charge of getting our patient recall cards printed, divided, stamped, and eventually mailed to our patients. Each month I follow the simple steps (that I even have written down to avoid any problems) to print out the correct cards. Apparently I had pissed the recall card Gods off because they printed out wrong. Inexplicably, they were wrong. I was mystified because I had done it exactly they way I have done it for 6 years! My colleagues and I thought we would be able to stick a blank, white, sticker over the majority of the incorrect print, stamp our logo, apply the post card stamps, and call it a finished task. Unfortunately, I have OCD. Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, a mental illness resulting in persistent illogical fears and ideas, and often, particular habits created and followed out so as to avoid the fears and anxiety they cause. My OCD did not kick in until after we had stamped a majority of the cards when I realized that they looked like crap. I mean they looked like something some ghetto Mom and Pop Optical shop would send out and I instinctively knew that my boss would not like them. True to form, he saw the cards and inquired as to what happened. I explained that I had done it the same way I always do etc... Long story, made longer, is that it wasn't really my fault but I had to remove the post card stamps and stick them onto new postcards and hand write the names, addresses, etc. A job that takes me normally 20 minutes turned into a two day debacle. Whatever....it's done, thank goodness.
I have come to the conclusion this evening that I'm a blog stalker. I just absolutely enjoy reading about other people's lives and what they are doing, who they are dating, where they are working etc. This is coming from someone who reads her own blogs over and over again, ad nauseum critiquing every little word and hoping that the raw emotion that I'm feeling whilst I type is actually coming through to the reader. To those who I blog stalk...thank you for sharing a little piece of who you are with me, and the world, everyday.
I have an announcement...eh hem...I need to find a date for New Year's Eve 2010. I refuse to be the third wheel with my cousin and her boyfriend. I love them but I don't want them to feel responsible to entertain me the whole night. So, I am accepting applications as of now for any eligible bachelors whom would like to bring in 2011 with me. I have a couple people, ok 3 people, in mind and I'm hoping that one of them will step up to the plate. A good time will be had by all...you don't want to miss out on this opportunity. Deadline for applications if you are outside of the state of NV is: 12.27.2010. Deadline for applications within the state of NV is: 12.24.2010 at midnight on both dates. If you have any questions please contact: Andi Empey via Facebook or by leaving a comment on her blog. :)
I am on the precipice of falling asleep whilst sitting at the computer. Must go to bed, now.
Love, Andi
Friday, December 3, 2010
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
These are a few of my favorite things
It's 10pm on Wednesday December 1, 2010. I have just turned off the TV and am sitting, alone, in silence.
Usually I would be looking for something to watch on my itunes or on netflix.com but I'm using this time to reflect on the past week of my life.
One week ago today I was so excited because it was going to be a half day at work, followed by a work luncheon at TGI Fridays and then an empty house for 4 days!!
I was able to go to work and lunch with my friends/co-workers and then I came home and let my dog out to go potty and then I went and saw the movie 'Love and other drugs'. Soo good! I'm now a huge Jake Gylenhall fan. While I was at the movie Holly (my boss' wife) called and invited me over to their house for Thanksgiving if my family was out of town. Initially I didn't want to impose on anyone and I was planning on being totally content with being alone on Thanksgiving but when she text me later that night with the invitation I couldn't say no. I graciously accepted the offer and inquired as to what I would be able to bring. Which the answer to that inquiry was: salad. It didn't matter what kind...it could be green, potato, pasta whatever my little heart desired. So, I went to the store. I went and bought copious amounts of potatoes, eggs, cool whip, jello mix, marshmallows, and cottage cheese. When I got home I spent hours making a potato salad and what my family likes to call 'Whip Salad'. I fell asleep after everything was semi-done.
Thursday, Thanksgiving, arrived and I got up and showered and put the finishing touches on the potato and 'whip' salads and got in my car. I spent a fabulous Thanksgiving dinner with my friends, The Steeds, whom are also my employers. I'm so thankful that they love me and I love them. We ate turkey, mashed potatoes, whip salad, potato salad, corn, rolls etc... I told them that my folks were in Utah and that my Grandma Wanda wasn't doing well. Cory, Dr. Steed, said the prayer before dinner and he graciously pleaded with our Heavenly Father that if it were my Grandma's time that she would be able to go peacefully. Tears formed in my eyes as he asked for the spirit to be with my family in this difficult time. He didn't have to do that and it really touched me. I'm thankful for prayer. That night I spent the evening alone and watching movies and enjoying the quiet house.
Friday morning I was woken up by my telephone ringing. I knew it wasn't my alarm because it was too early for the alarm and I saw it was my Mom calling me. Instinctively, I knew that my Grandma Wanda had died. I answered the phone and my Mom apologized for calling so early but she wanted to let me know that Grandma died sometime early this morning. Immediately I went to the computer to find a flight to Salt Lake City to be with my family. Whilst I was trying to book a flight I had an emotional breakdown. I cried, and cried, and cried. After pulling myself together I paid the extremely high ticket price for a flight leaving at 1:53pm November 26, 2010. I had approximately 10 minutes to get dressed, pack a bag, feed the animals, clean litter box, ask neighbors to watch animals, and put everything in my car. Only because of a miracle was I able to get all of that done and get myself to the airport and not miss my flight. Phew!
I spent Friday, Saturday, and Sunday with my immediate family in Provo. We stayed pretty close to the hotel because it had snowed and none of us wanted to drive in it. It was nice to be able to just hang without running around. One cool thing that happened was on Friday night when I was hanging in my hotel room I was flipping through the television channels and 'Anne of Avonlea' was on TV. 'Anne of Avonlea' is the second installment of the series 'Anne of Green Gables'. Grandma Wanda introduced me to 'Anne of Green Gables' at her condo when I was 7 or 8 years old and I have loved it ever since. I thought it was somewhat kismet that that specific movie would be on television the day after my Grandma died.
Monday was the viewing/memorial for my Grandma Wanda. I'm sorry but I hate open caskets. I don't like the last visual image I see of someone whom I love dearly to be of them lying still in a box. So, I mingled with family, and shed a few tears. I didn't officially 'lose it' until the memorial began.
The memorial was a forum for any family members who wanted to publicly share memories, or feelings, about Grandma Wanda. One by one family members walked to the microphone to share how they felt about Grandma. I was impressed by how many of her step-children got up and expressed their love for her and how they referred to her as 'Mom'. Many of the grandchildren from both the Empey and Cannon sides stood sharing memories of Grandma. With each experience shared I shed more and more tears. I was very blessed to be able to listen to great stories, and to feel the love we all shared for one fabulous lady. After the stories were told we all ate Eclairs because they remind us (at least on the Empey side) of Grandma. I went to a few of my 'cousins' from the Cannon side and introduced myself and thanked them for the wonderful words they said about Grandma. I have some very attractive 'cousins' which, eh hem, we aren't blood related so please don't think I'm sick or anything! Thank goodness for facebook because I am now 'friends' with a couple of them. :)
Tuesday was the day of the burial in Manti and then we were headed home. I got up early, packed, put my dress on, and skyped some tissues from my hotel room. We made the trip to Manti and arrived to a snowy cemetery. Which side note: I had purchased tights at shopko and they didn't fit. So I had to go with no stockings, just shoes. Anyway...
The cemetery was beautiful and the weather was perfect. Blue sky and not a cloud in the sky. We stood by her burial plot while the pallbearers (all of her sons) carried her casket over. My Grandpa(who is an awesome man) said a few words and then my Dad, her eldest son, dedicated the grave. I cried some more. We then said our goodbyes to Grandpa and our other family and got on the road to Las Vegas.
If I took anything away from this weekend it would be the love that my Grandparents share. I know without a doubt that my Grandpa Emerson loves my Grandma Wanda to the moon and back, for time and all eternity. I know that I want a marriage just like them and I will get it. I know that they have a knowledge and testimony of our Savior, Jesus Christ. I know that my Grandma is in a much better place and can be healthy and busy doing the work of The Lord. I know I will see her again. Families can be together forever.
'There's a sad sort of clanging from the clock in the hall
And the bells in the steeple too
And up in the nursery an absurd little bird
Is popping out to say "cuckoo"
Regretfully they tell us Cuckoo, cuckoo
But firmly they compel us Cuckoo, cuckoo
To say goodbye . . .to you
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, good night
I hate to go and leave this pretty sight
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, adieu
Adieu, adieu, to yieu and yieu and yieu
So long, farewell, au revoir, auf wiedersehen
I'd like to stay and taste my first champagne
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, goodbye
I leave and heave a sigh and say goodbye -- Goodbye!
I'm glad to go, I cannot tell a lie
I flit, I float, I fleetly flee, I fly
The sun has gone to bed and so must I
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
GOOD BYE! '
-The Sound of Music (one of my Grandma's favorite movies)
Grandma Wanda 'regretfully they tell us to say good bye to you' 'I leave and heave a sigh and say goodbye--Goodbye!' I know that it really isn't goodbye it's an 'I'll see you later'. I love you, I'll miss you, and I'll anxiously await the time when I can see you again. I love you!!
Love, Andi
Usually I would be looking for something to watch on my itunes or on netflix.com but I'm using this time to reflect on the past week of my life.
One week ago today I was so excited because it was going to be a half day at work, followed by a work luncheon at TGI Fridays and then an empty house for 4 days!!
I was able to go to work and lunch with my friends/co-workers and then I came home and let my dog out to go potty and then I went and saw the movie 'Love and other drugs'. Soo good! I'm now a huge Jake Gylenhall fan. While I was at the movie Holly (my boss' wife) called and invited me over to their house for Thanksgiving if my family was out of town. Initially I didn't want to impose on anyone and I was planning on being totally content with being alone on Thanksgiving but when she text me later that night with the invitation I couldn't say no. I graciously accepted the offer and inquired as to what I would be able to bring. Which the answer to that inquiry was: salad. It didn't matter what kind...it could be green, potato, pasta whatever my little heart desired. So, I went to the store. I went and bought copious amounts of potatoes, eggs, cool whip, jello mix, marshmallows, and cottage cheese. When I got home I spent hours making a potato salad and what my family likes to call 'Whip Salad'. I fell asleep after everything was semi-done.
Thursday, Thanksgiving, arrived and I got up and showered and put the finishing touches on the potato and 'whip' salads and got in my car. I spent a fabulous Thanksgiving dinner with my friends, The Steeds, whom are also my employers. I'm so thankful that they love me and I love them. We ate turkey, mashed potatoes, whip salad, potato salad, corn, rolls etc... I told them that my folks were in Utah and that my Grandma Wanda wasn't doing well. Cory, Dr. Steed, said the prayer before dinner and he graciously pleaded with our Heavenly Father that if it were my Grandma's time that she would be able to go peacefully. Tears formed in my eyes as he asked for the spirit to be with my family in this difficult time. He didn't have to do that and it really touched me. I'm thankful for prayer. That night I spent the evening alone and watching movies and enjoying the quiet house.
Friday morning I was woken up by my telephone ringing. I knew it wasn't my alarm because it was too early for the alarm and I saw it was my Mom calling me. Instinctively, I knew that my Grandma Wanda had died. I answered the phone and my Mom apologized for calling so early but she wanted to let me know that Grandma died sometime early this morning. Immediately I went to the computer to find a flight to Salt Lake City to be with my family. Whilst I was trying to book a flight I had an emotional breakdown. I cried, and cried, and cried. After pulling myself together I paid the extremely high ticket price for a flight leaving at 1:53pm November 26, 2010. I had approximately 10 minutes to get dressed, pack a bag, feed the animals, clean litter box, ask neighbors to watch animals, and put everything in my car. Only because of a miracle was I able to get all of that done and get myself to the airport and not miss my flight. Phew!
I spent Friday, Saturday, and Sunday with my immediate family in Provo. We stayed pretty close to the hotel because it had snowed and none of us wanted to drive in it. It was nice to be able to just hang without running around. One cool thing that happened was on Friday night when I was hanging in my hotel room I was flipping through the television channels and 'Anne of Avonlea' was on TV. 'Anne of Avonlea' is the second installment of the series 'Anne of Green Gables'. Grandma Wanda introduced me to 'Anne of Green Gables' at her condo when I was 7 or 8 years old and I have loved it ever since. I thought it was somewhat kismet that that specific movie would be on television the day after my Grandma died.
Monday was the viewing/memorial for my Grandma Wanda. I'm sorry but I hate open caskets. I don't like the last visual image I see of someone whom I love dearly to be of them lying still in a box. So, I mingled with family, and shed a few tears. I didn't officially 'lose it' until the memorial began.
The memorial was a forum for any family members who wanted to publicly share memories, or feelings, about Grandma Wanda. One by one family members walked to the microphone to share how they felt about Grandma. I was impressed by how many of her step-children got up and expressed their love for her and how they referred to her as 'Mom'. Many of the grandchildren from both the Empey and Cannon sides stood sharing memories of Grandma. With each experience shared I shed more and more tears. I was very blessed to be able to listen to great stories, and to feel the love we all shared for one fabulous lady. After the stories were told we all ate Eclairs because they remind us (at least on the Empey side) of Grandma. I went to a few of my 'cousins' from the Cannon side and introduced myself and thanked them for the wonderful words they said about Grandma. I have some very attractive 'cousins' which, eh hem, we aren't blood related so please don't think I'm sick or anything! Thank goodness for facebook because I am now 'friends' with a couple of them. :)
Tuesday was the day of the burial in Manti and then we were headed home. I got up early, packed, put my dress on, and skyped some tissues from my hotel room. We made the trip to Manti and arrived to a snowy cemetery. Which side note: I had purchased tights at shopko and they didn't fit. So I had to go with no stockings, just shoes. Anyway...
The cemetery was beautiful and the weather was perfect. Blue sky and not a cloud in the sky. We stood by her burial plot while the pallbearers (all of her sons) carried her casket over. My Grandpa(who is an awesome man) said a few words and then my Dad, her eldest son, dedicated the grave. I cried some more. We then said our goodbyes to Grandpa and our other family and got on the road to Las Vegas.
If I took anything away from this weekend it would be the love that my Grandparents share. I know without a doubt that my Grandpa Emerson loves my Grandma Wanda to the moon and back, for time and all eternity. I know that I want a marriage just like them and I will get it. I know that they have a knowledge and testimony of our Savior, Jesus Christ. I know that my Grandma is in a much better place and can be healthy and busy doing the work of The Lord. I know I will see her again. Families can be together forever.
'There's a sad sort of clanging from the clock in the hall
And the bells in the steeple too
And up in the nursery an absurd little bird
Is popping out to say "cuckoo"
Regretfully they tell us Cuckoo, cuckoo
But firmly they compel us Cuckoo, cuckoo
To say goodbye . . .to you
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, good night
I hate to go and leave this pretty sight
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, adieu
Adieu, adieu, to yieu and yieu and yieu
So long, farewell, au revoir, auf wiedersehen
I'd like to stay and taste my first champagne
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, goodbye
I leave and heave a sigh and say goodbye -- Goodbye!
I'm glad to go, I cannot tell a lie
I flit, I float, I fleetly flee, I fly
The sun has gone to bed and so must I
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
GOOD BYE! '
-The Sound of Music (one of my Grandma's favorite movies)
Grandma Wanda 'regretfully they tell us to say good bye to you' 'I leave and heave a sigh and say goodbye--Goodbye!' I know that it really isn't goodbye it's an 'I'll see you later'. I love you, I'll miss you, and I'll anxiously await the time when I can see you again. I love you!!
Love, Andi
Saturday, November 6, 2010
These are my confessions....
I have a confession...
When I was leaving Provo, on Friday, to drive to SLC I chose to take State Street to Lehi and get on the freeway in Lehi. Thus doing so I avoided the insane freeway traffic. Anyway, as I'm driving Northbound on State Street it hit me that this was the same way I would drive when I'd go get Mr. Darcy.
Instantaneously, a wave of emotion struck me and I knew what I wanted to do. I wanted to drive past his house, park my car, and march up to the front doors and demand to speak to him. Don't worry, I did not do that.
I did, however, turn off of State street in Lindon and did a quick drive by. It was eerie to me that I remembered exactly where he lived without even having to think twice about it. While I drove past his house I was tempted to flip it off or curse obscenities out the passenger window but I just smiled, and waved goodbye to my past. It was quite therapeutic for me and I feel at peace. It's only taken how long for me to really feel at peace...5 and a half months? Good heavens Andi!! :) Phew, I feel better that my confession is out there for all to read. Love you all!!
Love, Andi
When I was leaving Provo, on Friday, to drive to SLC I chose to take State Street to Lehi and get on the freeway in Lehi. Thus doing so I avoided the insane freeway traffic. Anyway, as I'm driving Northbound on State Street it hit me that this was the same way I would drive when I'd go get Mr. Darcy.
Instantaneously, a wave of emotion struck me and I knew what I wanted to do. I wanted to drive past his house, park my car, and march up to the front doors and demand to speak to him. Don't worry, I did not do that.
I did, however, turn off of State street in Lindon and did a quick drive by. It was eerie to me that I remembered exactly where he lived without even having to think twice about it. While I drove past his house I was tempted to flip it off or curse obscenities out the passenger window but I just smiled, and waved goodbye to my past. It was quite therapeutic for me and I feel at peace. It's only taken how long for me to really feel at peace...5 and a half months? Good heavens Andi!! :) Phew, I feel better that my confession is out there for all to read. Love you all!!
Love, Andi
October
I am not sure why it has taken me over 1 month to write to you...could it be that nothing has been happening in my life? No, that's not it. Maybe an over abundance of things in my life? No, that's not it either. Hmmm...I think I have just been lazy.
I think that's exactly it...I'm lazy with writing to you. In fact I just 'googled' the term lazy and it produced some definitions which I would like to share with you.
1. averse or disinclined to work, activity, or exertion; indolent.
2. Causing idleness or indolence
3. Slow-moving; sluggish
The crazy part is that I work like a crazy person at Insight Eye Care(www.drsteed.com) and even have days like just recently when I feel like I have run a marathon whilst being at work. I just want what I write to be entertaining, yet real, and sometimes I think I just don't have the energy to put into making it great. Anyway...I'm sorry I have been slacking with writing to you but I promise I will be better.
October was a fantastic month and lots of really fun and exciting things happened. I will recap just a few things.
1. My Mom and I like going to a place in Boulder City,NV called Goatfeathers (www.goatfeathers.us) where we go Antiquing. Let me rephrase this...my Mom goes Antiquing and I accompany her. This one Saturday as I was digging through a box of post cards I came across of Thanksgiving postcard and I flipped it over (because I like to read the inscriptions) and the first thing I noticed was the date. The date the post card was written was October 23,1923. The cool thing was that I happened to find this post card on October 23, 2010. I was reading/holding something that had been written the exact same day but 87 years earlier! Here is what is said...
'Dear Cousins: Just a line to let you know I am well and will write a letter soon as ever. Your Cousin.'
It was signed with a name but I can not make it out to save my life. This postcard was addressed to:
Miss Mary Taylor
3233 Vernon Ave
Chicago, IL
I am in love with this postcard and it made my day!
2. I traveled to Salt Lake City,UT for my cousin Angie's annual Halloween party. I drove up on Thursday evening and stayed in Provo,UT with my Brother and his family. I got to spend time with my niece Maddie and enjoyed every single minute with her. I drove up to SLC that Friday after my very talented sister did my hair for my costume and had the MAC counter at Nordstrom's do my make-up. I arrived in SLC around 5:30 because traffic was so bad and had Angie put me to work. She and her roommate Jen had decorated for days before and so all I really did was heat the baby quiches in the oven. I should've been more help. Angie was a referee, I was a bitch (bee/witch), and Jen was Deron Williams of the Utah Jazz. We all looked soo great!! The party was amazing! Angie's brother, Rob, and his boyfriend, Tosh, came to the party as Mario and Luigi. They looked so good! The party turned in to a huge neighborhood party because all of Angie and Jen's neighbors were having there parties the exact same night. So we all just opened up the front doors and we all kind of came and went as we pleased. I met some of the nicest gay men that evening and am so thankful that I was there.
The day after I met my family at Gardner Village to look around and have lunch at their restaurant. I love the food at their restaurant it is soo good. Kelli and I both got the California Croissant sandwich and it was to die for! After lunch we went and visited my Grandma Wanda. Grandma Wanda is my Dad's Mom and she is very ill. In October of 2009 we had driven to Utah numerous times because she was very sick, refusing to eat/drink, and we were told to come say goodbye. Those were some of the hardest trips I have ever made. One of the trips up there in 2009 we were at the assisted living facility and we all took turns going in to say goodbye. I remember holding her fragile hand and telling her how sorry I was for not visiting more, and how I will forever remember watching Anne of Green Gables and eating chocolate chip cookies with her at her condo. She told me she wanted me to be happy and to find someone who will be good to me. I told her I loved her and said goodbye.
A few weeks later she rallied and became healthier and stronger much to all of our surprise. I digress...she rallied for a little while but she has Alzheimer's and so her memory is failing her and a few weeks ago she fell. So, we are back to her not wanting to eat/drink and occasionally she doesn't even remember who my Grandpa is and wonders who this strange man is in bed with her. It breaks my heart. So we went and saw her and she is a great little actress because she seemed to remember who we all were and asked about our lives and told us we looked happy etc. Grandpa says that there is really no way she remembered who we are. It was good to see her though. I love my Grandma Wanda.
Saturday night Angie, Jen, and I went to a haunted house out in West Valley City and had a fun time screaming like little girls. After the haunted house we went to the trusty 7-11 and purchased steamy cups of hot chocolate and drove back to their house. At that point Angie and I put our costumes back on and headed out to round 2 of parties. It was such a fun night!!
Sunday I said goodbye to my friends and drove to Provo to spend a little more time with the Provo crew and then Mom,Dad, and I drove back to Henderson. It was a super good weekend.
Well, I think those few things are the only note-worthy events from October. I really will be better about writing in November. My goal will be to write once a day and to get better about putting pictures with my posts. Thank you for being my friend, my blog-follower, and my all around support team. You are the greatest!! Sweet dreams!
Love, Andi
I think that's exactly it...I'm lazy with writing to you. In fact I just 'googled' the term lazy and it produced some definitions which I would like to share with you.
1. averse or disinclined to work, activity, or exertion; indolent.
2. Causing idleness or indolence
3. Slow-moving; sluggish
The crazy part is that I work like a crazy person at Insight Eye Care(www.drsteed.com) and even have days like just recently when I feel like I have run a marathon whilst being at work. I just want what I write to be entertaining, yet real, and sometimes I think I just don't have the energy to put into making it great. Anyway...I'm sorry I have been slacking with writing to you but I promise I will be better.
October was a fantastic month and lots of really fun and exciting things happened. I will recap just a few things.
1. My Mom and I like going to a place in Boulder City,NV called Goatfeathers (www.goatfeathers.us) where we go Antiquing. Let me rephrase this...my Mom goes Antiquing and I accompany her. This one Saturday as I was digging through a box of post cards I came across of Thanksgiving postcard and I flipped it over (because I like to read the inscriptions) and the first thing I noticed was the date. The date the post card was written was October 23,1923. The cool thing was that I happened to find this post card on October 23, 2010. I was reading/holding something that had been written the exact same day but 87 years earlier! Here is what is said...
'Dear Cousins: Just a line to let you know I am well and will write a letter soon as ever. Your Cousin.'
It was signed with a name but I can not make it out to save my life. This postcard was addressed to:
Miss Mary Taylor
3233 Vernon Ave
Chicago, IL
I am in love with this postcard and it made my day!
2. I traveled to Salt Lake City,UT for my cousin Angie's annual Halloween party. I drove up on Thursday evening and stayed in Provo,UT with my Brother and his family. I got to spend time with my niece Maddie and enjoyed every single minute with her. I drove up to SLC that Friday after my very talented sister did my hair for my costume and had the MAC counter at Nordstrom's do my make-up. I arrived in SLC around 5:30 because traffic was so bad and had Angie put me to work. She and her roommate Jen had decorated for days before and so all I really did was heat the baby quiches in the oven. I should've been more help. Angie was a referee, I was a bitch (bee/witch), and Jen was Deron Williams of the Utah Jazz. We all looked soo great!! The party was amazing! Angie's brother, Rob, and his boyfriend, Tosh, came to the party as Mario and Luigi. They looked so good! The party turned in to a huge neighborhood party because all of Angie and Jen's neighbors were having there parties the exact same night. So we all just opened up the front doors and we all kind of came and went as we pleased. I met some of the nicest gay men that evening and am so thankful that I was there.
The day after I met my family at Gardner Village to look around and have lunch at their restaurant. I love the food at their restaurant it is soo good. Kelli and I both got the California Croissant sandwich and it was to die for! After lunch we went and visited my Grandma Wanda. Grandma Wanda is my Dad's Mom and she is very ill. In October of 2009 we had driven to Utah numerous times because she was very sick, refusing to eat/drink, and we were told to come say goodbye. Those were some of the hardest trips I have ever made. One of the trips up there in 2009 we were at the assisted living facility and we all took turns going in to say goodbye. I remember holding her fragile hand and telling her how sorry I was for not visiting more, and how I will forever remember watching Anne of Green Gables and eating chocolate chip cookies with her at her condo. She told me she wanted me to be happy and to find someone who will be good to me. I told her I loved her and said goodbye.
A few weeks later she rallied and became healthier and stronger much to all of our surprise. I digress...she rallied for a little while but she has Alzheimer's and so her memory is failing her and a few weeks ago she fell. So, we are back to her not wanting to eat/drink and occasionally she doesn't even remember who my Grandpa is and wonders who this strange man is in bed with her. It breaks my heart. So we went and saw her and she is a great little actress because she seemed to remember who we all were and asked about our lives and told us we looked happy etc. Grandpa says that there is really no way she remembered who we are. It was good to see her though. I love my Grandma Wanda.
Saturday night Angie, Jen, and I went to a haunted house out in West Valley City and had a fun time screaming like little girls. After the haunted house we went to the trusty 7-11 and purchased steamy cups of hot chocolate and drove back to their house. At that point Angie and I put our costumes back on and headed out to round 2 of parties. It was such a fun night!!
Sunday I said goodbye to my friends and drove to Provo to spend a little more time with the Provo crew and then Mom,Dad, and I drove back to Henderson. It was a super good weekend.
Well, I think those few things are the only note-worthy events from October. I really will be better about writing in November. My goal will be to write once a day and to get better about putting pictures with my posts. Thank you for being my friend, my blog-follower, and my all around support team. You are the greatest!! Sweet dreams!
Love, Andi
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Lost in thought
I was doing the dishes this afternoon and as I washed each plate with delicacy I found myself looking out the window and thinking of you. I wondered what you were doing in that exact same instant. I also wondered if you were thinking of me.
I know you're wondering if the "YOU" I'm talking about is, in fact, YOU...and YOU may never know. I will say with much pleasure that the "YOU" is most definitely not about Mr. Darcy. We can all breathe a collective sigh of relief because I'm 92% sure that that chapter is C-L-O-S-E-D.
Anyway...this afternoon I went and saw the movie 'The Social Network' about the founder(s) of Facebook. I really, really enjoyed the movie and as I was getting out of my seat to leave the theatre I instinctively reached for my phone to check my Facebook. I thought that was kind of funny/ironic.
I'm wondering if you've ever 'friend-requested' someone and then forgotten that you had 'friend-requested' them? I have done that. You may remember me talking about this new guy I had started talking to about 2 months ago. Well, he and I had been emailing and I thought that we should be friends on Facebook, so I requested him. A number of weeks later I received a notice via email (that's how obsessed I am) that this person, whom will remain nameless, had accepted my friend request. I had read this notice at a stop light (while I was stopped by the way!) and said out loud "who is that???" It wasn't until I got home and looked at his picture that I remembered who it was and thought "oh, I didn't think he was going to accept..hmmm".
I finished reading the Nicholas Sparks novel 'Safe Haven' and just quickly want to tell you that you need to
1.) Go buy the book ASAP and
2.) Read it as quickly as you can so that we can talk about it. :)
I would almost say that this is THE best novel he has ever written. Now, go, and do! :)
Oh, yeah, you might want to know that I've started talking to someone new....
He and I met on ldsplanet.com (of course) and he lives in Phoenix, AZ. His name is Brad, he is 30 yrs old, a divorcee', and has a daughter. He's texted a few times and I'm getting a very good vibe so far. So good that I believe that I might be going to Phoenix, AZ this coming weekend. I mean, how perfect is that? I get to go to AZ (which, I love!) and I get to meet him and hang with my G-MA. Sounds like an absolutely great weekend. :) I'll keep you updated when things happen.
Have a great night!!
Love, Andi
I know you're wondering if the "YOU" I'm talking about is, in fact, YOU...and YOU may never know. I will say with much pleasure that the "YOU" is most definitely not about Mr. Darcy. We can all breathe a collective sigh of relief because I'm 92% sure that that chapter is C-L-O-S-E-D.
Anyway...this afternoon I went and saw the movie 'The Social Network' about the founder(s) of Facebook. I really, really enjoyed the movie and as I was getting out of my seat to leave the theatre I instinctively reached for my phone to check my Facebook. I thought that was kind of funny/ironic.
I'm wondering if you've ever 'friend-requested' someone and then forgotten that you had 'friend-requested' them? I have done that. You may remember me talking about this new guy I had started talking to about 2 months ago. Well, he and I had been emailing and I thought that we should be friends on Facebook, so I requested him. A number of weeks later I received a notice via email (that's how obsessed I am) that this person, whom will remain nameless, had accepted my friend request. I had read this notice at a stop light (while I was stopped by the way!) and said out loud "who is that???" It wasn't until I got home and looked at his picture that I remembered who it was and thought "oh, I didn't think he was going to accept..hmmm".
I finished reading the Nicholas Sparks novel 'Safe Haven' and just quickly want to tell you that you need to
1.) Go buy the book ASAP and
2.) Read it as quickly as you can so that we can talk about it. :)
I would almost say that this is THE best novel he has ever written. Now, go, and do! :)
Oh, yeah, you might want to know that I've started talking to someone new....
He and I met on ldsplanet.com (of course) and he lives in Phoenix, AZ. His name is Brad, he is 30 yrs old, a divorcee', and has a daughter. He's texted a few times and I'm getting a very good vibe so far. So good that I believe that I might be going to Phoenix, AZ this coming weekend. I mean, how perfect is that? I get to go to AZ (which, I love!) and I get to meet him and hang with my G-MA. Sounds like an absolutely great weekend. :) I'll keep you updated when things happen.
Have a great night!!
Love, Andi
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Sleepless Night
Lately I have been on this kick of watching 'Sleepless in Seattle' in the mornings whilst I get ready for work. I usually start it mid-movie when Annie(Meg Ryan) is in her car driving to meet Walter's(Bill Pullman)family down in the Washington D.C area. If you haven't seen the movie Annie and Walter are engaged to be married and they are driving to visit his family for Christmas. When is a pre-destined moment Annie happens to be listening to the Dr. Marsha Fieldstone show on Network America and hears Sam Baldwin(Tom Hanks) and Jonah Baldwin(real name unknown) discussing how Sam needs a new wife and how he is 'Sleepless in Seattle'.
Not a very good synopsis of the movie but you get the point. Anyway, I love this movie! I could recite it for you right here, right now, if I didn't think it would be super boring to read lines from a movie I'm quite sure a majority of you have seen at least once.
There is a line in the movie that I think is totally applicable to my life and it is given by Rosie O' Donnell's character, whose character name, even now, fails me. Rosie tells Annie (Meg Ryan) that she (Annie) doesn't want to be in love she wants to be in love in a movie!! That pretty much sums me up. I don't want to be in love, I want to be in love in a movie. Because somehow even amidst all of the trial and tribulation the characters seem to go through there is always resolution, and ultimately love. Now, I just need to find a great leading man...a Jim Halpert if you will. :)
Tonight after work I went and had some dinner at The Grind here in town. It is a burger bar that is located down by the airport and the Las Vegas strip. My friend Tyler works there so I went and ate and caught up with things going on in his life and then headed to my movie. I went to see M. Night Shyamalan's new thriller movie 'Devil'. Now, I will admit that I normally don't see scary movies but after spending about an hour reading the reviews and learning it is more of a thriller than an actual scary movie I decided I needed to see it. So, I did. It was a really great movie with great acting mixed with some thrills that it kept you guessing. Well, at least, it kept me guessing. I enjoyed the underlying theme to the movie which(in my opinion) is good always prevails over evil. Even if that is not what Mr. Shyamalan meant for it to be I walked away with that in my head.
I'm blessed to know that their is a God and that things happen for a reason. That we were sent here for a purpose and didn't just randomly show up one day. I know that my Redeemer, Jesus Christ, lives and that he loves us and he wants us to succeed. Good will ALWAYS prevail we just need to remember that at all times, and in all things, and in all places.
I apologize for the sporadic nature of this note...have a great night! Talk to ya tomorrow.
Love, Andi
Not a very good synopsis of the movie but you get the point. Anyway, I love this movie! I could recite it for you right here, right now, if I didn't think it would be super boring to read lines from a movie I'm quite sure a majority of you have seen at least once.
There is a line in the movie that I think is totally applicable to my life and it is given by Rosie O' Donnell's character, whose character name, even now, fails me. Rosie tells Annie (Meg Ryan) that she (Annie) doesn't want to be in love she wants to be in love in a movie!! That pretty much sums me up. I don't want to be in love, I want to be in love in a movie. Because somehow even amidst all of the trial and tribulation the characters seem to go through there is always resolution, and ultimately love. Now, I just need to find a great leading man...a Jim Halpert if you will. :)
Tonight after work I went and had some dinner at The Grind here in town. It is a burger bar that is located down by the airport and the Las Vegas strip. My friend Tyler works there so I went and ate and caught up with things going on in his life and then headed to my movie. I went to see M. Night Shyamalan's new thriller movie 'Devil'. Now, I will admit that I normally don't see scary movies but after spending about an hour reading the reviews and learning it is more of a thriller than an actual scary movie I decided I needed to see it. So, I did. It was a really great movie with great acting mixed with some thrills that it kept you guessing. Well, at least, it kept me guessing. I enjoyed the underlying theme to the movie which(in my opinion) is good always prevails over evil. Even if that is not what Mr. Shyamalan meant for it to be I walked away with that in my head.
I'm blessed to know that their is a God and that things happen for a reason. That we were sent here for a purpose and didn't just randomly show up one day. I know that my Redeemer, Jesus Christ, lives and that he loves us and he wants us to succeed. Good will ALWAYS prevail we just need to remember that at all times, and in all things, and in all places.
I apologize for the sporadic nature of this note...have a great night! Talk to ya tomorrow.
Love, Andi
Friday, September 24, 2010
To: Mr. Darcy
Last night I dreamt I was on a date with you and we were at Los Hermanos, in Provo, off of Center Street. The dream probably took place there because that is where we had our first date...do you remember our first date? Playing the Twilight game on your iPhone as we ate chips and salsa, waiting for our food? In the dream I had left the table and came back to you sitting with that girl you chose to 'date exclusively'. The odd thing was the girl that I saw you sitting with was not 'that girl' it was some other girl from here in Henderson whom I don't care for either...it was odd. I told her to 'get up and walk away' and she said 'NO', very emphatically, I might add. I looked at you and you didn't say, or do, anything. You just looked down at your plate of food. Why didn't you say anything? Why didn't you have the balls to tell her to get up and leave or why didn't you have the balls to tell me you were seeing her before we even went out again??? I'm sure the dream stems from my sadness and the anger I have towards you. I don't understand why when we were talking via text all day everyday you couldn't have mentioned that there was someone else. Why did you not just leave me be? You knew that I was developing feelings for you...you had to have known! That night we went and saw Robin Hood and you held my hand was one of the BEST nights I've ever had! I straight up drove back to my brother's house on a cloud and squealed with delight as I talked to my best friend Angie in the early hours of the morning about how excited I was that you had held my hand, and how I was able to hold yours. You shouldn't have held my hand because you knew that it would mean so much to me...but you only care(d) about yourself.
As of last night, September 22, 2010, it's been four months since I last saw you. 4 months since the last time I heard you laugh, or hugged you in front of your house. I think about you alot. At times, like tonight, I'm angry and want to scream at you and tell you what a jerk you are and how I hope that girl crushed your heart and made you cry...just like you made me cry. However, there are other times when I miss you and long for the text messages, phone calls, and trips to Provo to see you. I dream about you alot if I think about you too much. I've tried to numb the pain by talking to new guys but nobody is clicking with me the way you seemed to. The sad truth is 'I can't make you love me if you don't. You can't make your heart feel...something it won't. Here in the dark, in these final hours, I will lay down my heart, and I'll feel the power, but you won't. No, you won't.' I'm trying to let you go as I'm sure you you've let me go. You probably let me go 4 months ago, and my name probably doesn't even cross your mind. I'll admit that your face is fading from my memory...probably my mind and heart working together to let you go. I'm not sure I would even recognize you in passing on the street. It's been getting easier and easier to not dwell, but there are still times when I do. I mean this whole blog/letter is just for you. I miss you, I miss my friend, I miss my Mr. Darcy.
Love, Andi
As of last night, September 22, 2010, it's been four months since I last saw you. 4 months since the last time I heard you laugh, or hugged you in front of your house. I think about you alot. At times, like tonight, I'm angry and want to scream at you and tell you what a jerk you are and how I hope that girl crushed your heart and made you cry...just like you made me cry. However, there are other times when I miss you and long for the text messages, phone calls, and trips to Provo to see you. I dream about you alot if I think about you too much. I've tried to numb the pain by talking to new guys but nobody is clicking with me the way you seemed to. The sad truth is 'I can't make you love me if you don't. You can't make your heart feel...something it won't. Here in the dark, in these final hours, I will lay down my heart, and I'll feel the power, but you won't. No, you won't.' I'm trying to let you go as I'm sure you you've let me go. You probably let me go 4 months ago, and my name probably doesn't even cross your mind. I'll admit that your face is fading from my memory...probably my mind and heart working together to let you go. I'm not sure I would even recognize you in passing on the street. It's been getting easier and easier to not dwell, but there are still times when I do. I mean this whole blog/letter is just for you. I miss you, I miss my friend, I miss my Mr. Darcy.
Love, Andi
Monday, August 30, 2010
Faith, Hope, and Charity 8/28 Restoring Honor Rally
My alarm went off at 5:15 am and I could hardly contain my excitement. The morning that I had been waiting months for was finally upon me! I took a shower and put my hair in a pony tail, did my make up, put on my red flag shirt, and headed out the door. We had already made plans to check out of our hotel so we took our bags down to the front desk and asked ever so sweetly if we could keep our luggage in the bellman's storage while we were at the rally. They told us that it would be no problem and then that is when I asked them why they had changed my room rate. Oh, I need to explain. When I had woken up I had received my folio via email and it showed my room total. Which had an extra $20 added to it. I inquired as to why it was different and they said that it wasn't different. I, trying to remain calm, said that I could get my confirmation email right from my phone to prove that I was, in fact, correct and they were wrong. Once the douche at the front desk knew that I wasn't playing around he said that there was not problem and that he would fix it. What...were they hoping I didn't notice extra charges on my folio? Seriously, I will never stay with their hotel again!!
Anyway...Kelli and I left headed towards the Rally. We started walking down the street and came across a Starbucks where we purchased two bottles of water and 2 bagels. We ate our bagels and started our long journey to the Lincoln Memorial.
When we arrived about 8am at the rally there were soo many people!! More people than I have ever seen in my entire life. We finally settled on a spot on a slight hill beneath some trees. There was a big jumbo tron screen in front of us that was blocked by a bunch of trees but at least we were shaded. The rally started right on time at 10:00am. The crowd roared to life as Glenn Beck was introduced and the rally began. We all stood and said the pledge of allegiance and sang along to the National Anthem. I got kinda teary as we sang. Ok, I'll admit, I got really teary. Glenn Beck also was teary as he said 'build it and they will come" Once he said that we all applauded and shouted! He also said that he has 'just received word from the media that there were more than 1,000 at the rally' We started laughing hysterically at that comment. He then said 'the Lincoln Memorial holds about 200,000 people, the field to my right holds about 250,000, not only are we full here, they are behind me, and they are full in the field, and I have just received word that we are filling up in front of the Washington Monument." They estimated that there were 300,000-500,000 people there. The rally was not focused on politics but it was focused on how this country needs to turn back to God. We need to focus on Faith, Hope, and Charity. We need to become better people. The people that God knows we can be...we need to remember that we are THE promised land. It was amazing...if you're able to watch any of it you need to.
After the rally we walked a few blocks and hailed a cab back to the hotel. Once we were at the hotel we got a drink and we relaxed for a bit in the lobby. We got our luggage and walked to the Subway restaurant down the street where we had lunch. After lunch we grabbed a taxi and headed towards Arlington,VA. We checked into our hotel and we called Jason. He came and picked us up and took us to the Arlington National Cemetery where we saw the tomb of the unknown soldier, where I cried some more. We saw the changing of the guards at the soldiers tomb and then we had to leave because they closed. It was a beautiful, sacred place and I am blessed to have been able to visit. From the moment we left we went to the Lincoln Memorial and took many pictures. We then drove back to Virginia and ate dinner at IHOP. After dinner Jason dropped us off at the hotel. I didn't want to say goodbye. He is such a good guy. I'm tired of meeting good, date-able, people and having them live so far away. I guess that's my life.
Saturday night into Sunday morning we slept and relaxed. Sunday we just took our time getting ready and ate dinner at Chili's and then took the airport shuttle. The flight back home was uneventful on both ends. D.C to Newark and then Newark to Las Vegas. The flight to Vegas was pretty much empty and they were soo good to us. They even fed us dinner and gave us headsets for free. It was a good, un-turbulent flight. I was grateful to get home but sad at the same time. Back to life, back to reality.
p.s I think I have scared Rexburg off. I wrote him a couple of emails from D.C and it has been more than 3 days since I last heard from him. Again, I have awesome luck!! Maybe, I'm wrong but I kind of think I'm not. I'll let you know.
Have a great night!! I love you all!!
Love, Andi
Anyway...Kelli and I left headed towards the Rally. We started walking down the street and came across a Starbucks where we purchased two bottles of water and 2 bagels. We ate our bagels and started our long journey to the Lincoln Memorial.
When we arrived about 8am at the rally there were soo many people!! More people than I have ever seen in my entire life. We finally settled on a spot on a slight hill beneath some trees. There was a big jumbo tron screen in front of us that was blocked by a bunch of trees but at least we were shaded. The rally started right on time at 10:00am. The crowd roared to life as Glenn Beck was introduced and the rally began. We all stood and said the pledge of allegiance and sang along to the National Anthem. I got kinda teary as we sang. Ok, I'll admit, I got really teary. Glenn Beck also was teary as he said 'build it and they will come" Once he said that we all applauded and shouted! He also said that he has 'just received word from the media that there were more than 1,000 at the rally' We started laughing hysterically at that comment. He then said 'the Lincoln Memorial holds about 200,000 people, the field to my right holds about 250,000, not only are we full here, they are behind me, and they are full in the field, and I have just received word that we are filling up in front of the Washington Monument." They estimated that there were 300,000-500,000 people there. The rally was not focused on politics but it was focused on how this country needs to turn back to God. We need to focus on Faith, Hope, and Charity. We need to become better people. The people that God knows we can be...we need to remember that we are THE promised land. It was amazing...if you're able to watch any of it you need to.
After the rally we walked a few blocks and hailed a cab back to the hotel. Once we were at the hotel we got a drink and we relaxed for a bit in the lobby. We got our luggage and walked to the Subway restaurant down the street where we had lunch. After lunch we grabbed a taxi and headed towards Arlington,VA. We checked into our hotel and we called Jason. He came and picked us up and took us to the Arlington National Cemetery where we saw the tomb of the unknown soldier, where I cried some more. We saw the changing of the guards at the soldiers tomb and then we had to leave because they closed. It was a beautiful, sacred place and I am blessed to have been able to visit. From the moment we left we went to the Lincoln Memorial and took many pictures. We then drove back to Virginia and ate dinner at IHOP. After dinner Jason dropped us off at the hotel. I didn't want to say goodbye. He is such a good guy. I'm tired of meeting good, date-able, people and having them live so far away. I guess that's my life.
Saturday night into Sunday morning we slept and relaxed. Sunday we just took our time getting ready and ate dinner at Chili's and then took the airport shuttle. The flight back home was uneventful on both ends. D.C to Newark and then Newark to Las Vegas. The flight to Vegas was pretty much empty and they were soo good to us. They even fed us dinner and gave us headsets for free. It was a good, un-turbulent flight. I was grateful to get home but sad at the same time. Back to life, back to reality.
p.s I think I have scared Rexburg off. I wrote him a couple of emails from D.C and it has been more than 3 days since I last heard from him. Again, I have awesome luck!! Maybe, I'm wrong but I kind of think I'm not. I'll let you know.
Have a great night!! I love you all!!
Love, Andi
Going, Going, GONE continued....
When we finally got to our rooms I had already made the executive decision that we were switching hotels. I was not about to pay the rude front desk people more of my money to be treated poorly. So while Kelli passed the hell out on the bed I started calling hotels in the surrounding area. I finally settled on The Courtyard Marriott Crystal City in Arlington,VA. Once the plans for Saturday night had been made I called my friend Jason to let him know that we had arrived and that we needed to sleep. He told us to 'sleep well' and then I told him I would call as soon as we were up and ready so that we could all meet up. I also called this guy named James and pretty much relayed the same story to him. After making my phone calls I took off my glasses, set my alarm, and fell asleep. When I woke up our room was freezing and I immediately went to the bathroom to take a long, hot, shower. I got out of the shower and Kelli and I both got ready to go. I called Jason and told him we were ready to meet up and that we were going to China Town. He told me that there wasn't much to do in China Town but being the dumb tourist that I was I decided we would be fine. Well, one taxi ride later, we were in China Town. After walking two blocks we were done with China Town and what did we have to show for it? Nothing!!! That's because, just like Jason said, there isn't much to do in Chinatown unless you want to eat and we weren't hungry. So, luckily Jason finally caught up to us at the Verizon center and we came up with a "plan".
Jason had said that there was a National Portrait Museum just up the street that we could go to so we left The Verizon Center and walked up the street. We toured the museum and saw tons of cool paintings, portraits, and some very random sculptures. Overall it was a good time. I got a chance to chat with Jason about what we both do for our jobs, about Quito, Ecuador (we both served in the same mission just a few years apart) and just about life in general. There was one painting of this girl and guy and it looked like they were lying down and the guy had his hand over the girls mouth and here eyes were wide with fear. I leaned over to Jason and told him that "I don't like that painting...it freaks me out" I told him that maybe it should be named "Friday night" because maybe that was just a normal night at that couples house. Who am I to judge, right? lol It was funny, but maybe you had to be there. :)
When we were finished at the museum I had the honor of deciding what we were going to do next. Side note: If you don't know, I'm horrible at decision making sometimes. Especially if I am put on the spot I tend to freeze and say "Why do I have to decide?" So, they made me decide and I chose the White House. Even though I'm not a fan of the current residents of the White House I figured I should at least go and take some pictures. So, we began the hike to The White House. We walked, talked, and laughed our way to The White House where, upon arrival, we began taking pictures and soaking in the sights. Because I mean from the White House you can see the Washington Monument across the park and it's just so beautiful. While we were at the White House I received a call from James wondering where we were at and where we wanted to meet up with him. So I explained to Jason that we needed to go meet up with this kid at Pennsylvania ave and 12th street, if I'm remembering correctly. While we were walking to meet him I realized that I was perfectly content just hanging out with Jason and my sister but that it was too late to blow James off. So, we met up with him and it was kind of strange. He has a very different personality. Anyway...I introduced Kelli and myself to James and then we all headed towards the Washington Monument, The Lincoln Memorial, and the national mall area. While we were walking it was my sister and James up in front and Jason and I in the back. I leaned over to Jason and told him that James better not try anything with my little sister or else he'll be in a world of hurt. We both laughed at the silliness of the comment, and the situation.
So, we saw the sights, and eventually, as we were walking towards the World War II memorial Jason leans over and said something about the "group of Japanese tourists" and I started looking around, somewhat bewildered, because I didn't see any Japanese tourists. The only "tourists" that he could have been talking about were what looked like a bunch of Photography students with their tripods and cameras. He then started laughing and said 'ok, maybe, they are just a photography class working on low lighting conditions' I have never laughed soo hard!! We joked about that for the next half an hour. Whilst we were resting at the World War II memorial I decided that we should go eat because Kelli and I had not eaten since 'The Brewhouse' in Newark. After what seemed like an eternity of trying to decide what the F we wanted to eat we all decided to eat at 'Cheff Geoff's' some hoyty toytylol So, we slipped Jason some money and took care of our new friend/tour guide. Dinner was good, but mostly because there was water, air conditioning, and we got to sit down and relax. All good things in my book. During dinner I came to the conclusion that I was done with James and didn't want to meet up with him at the rally the following morning. Once dinner was over and the check had been paid we all gathered outside the front door. James bid us adieu and headed toward the Lincoln Memorial to camp out to get a good spot for the rally. Jason, Kelli, and I all headed towards the metro. Jason made sure that we purchased the correct tickets and that we got to the right train. I hugged him goodbye and thanked him for hanging with us. I told him that we would be in touch because we would be in his neck of the woods the next day in Arlington,VA. He even offered to come and pick us up in his car and take us to the hotel room.
I was kind of sad to say goodbye but I knew that we would see him the next day. Kelli and I got on the metro and then we got off at our stop and we were lost. Straight up couldn't figure out how the hell to get to our hotel so we hailed a cab. A few blocks later we were home and went to sleep.
to be continued...
Jason had said that there was a National Portrait Museum just up the street that we could go to so we left The Verizon Center and walked up the street. We toured the museum and saw tons of cool paintings, portraits, and some very random sculptures. Overall it was a good time. I got a chance to chat with Jason about what we both do for our jobs, about Quito, Ecuador (we both served in the same mission just a few years apart) and just about life in general. There was one painting of this girl and guy and it looked like they were lying down and the guy had his hand over the girls mouth and here eyes were wide with fear. I leaned over to Jason and told him that "I don't like that painting...it freaks me out" I told him that maybe it should be named "Friday night" because maybe that was just a normal night at that couples house. Who am I to judge, right? lol It was funny, but maybe you had to be there. :)
When we were finished at the museum I had the honor of deciding what we were going to do next. Side note: If you don't know, I'm horrible at decision making sometimes. Especially if I am put on the spot I tend to freeze and say "Why do I have to decide?" So, they made me decide and I chose the White House. Even though I'm not a fan of the current residents of the White House I figured I should at least go and take some pictures. So, we began the hike to The White House. We walked, talked, and laughed our way to The White House where, upon arrival, we began taking pictures and soaking in the sights. Because I mean from the White House you can see the Washington Monument across the park and it's just so beautiful. While we were at the White House I received a call from James wondering where we were at and where we wanted to meet up with him. So I explained to Jason that we needed to go meet up with this kid at Pennsylvania ave and 12th street, if I'm remembering correctly. While we were walking to meet him I realized that I was perfectly content just hanging out with Jason and my sister but that it was too late to blow James off. So, we met up with him and it was kind of strange. He has a very different personality. Anyway...I introduced Kelli and myself to James and then we all headed towards the Washington Monument, The Lincoln Memorial, and the national mall area. While we were walking it was my sister and James up in front and Jason and I in the back. I leaned over to Jason and told him that James better not try anything with my little sister or else he'll be in a world of hurt. We both laughed at the silliness of the comment, and the situation.
So, we saw the sights, and eventually, as we were walking towards the World War II memorial Jason leans over and said something about the "group of Japanese tourists" and I started looking around, somewhat bewildered, because I didn't see any Japanese tourists. The only "tourists" that he could have been talking about were what looked like a bunch of Photography students with their tripods and cameras. He then started laughing and said 'ok, maybe, they are just a photography class working on low lighting conditions' I have never laughed soo hard!! We joked about that for the next half an hour. Whilst we were resting at the World War II memorial I decided that we should go eat because Kelli and I had not eaten since 'The Brewhouse' in Newark. After what seemed like an eternity of trying to decide what the F we wanted to eat we all decided to eat at 'Cheff Geoff's' some hoyty toytylol So, we slipped Jason some money and took care of our new friend/tour guide. Dinner was good, but mostly because there was water, air conditioning, and we got to sit down and relax. All good things in my book. During dinner I came to the conclusion that I was done with James and didn't want to meet up with him at the rally the following morning. Once dinner was over and the check had been paid we all gathered outside the front door. James bid us adieu and headed toward the Lincoln Memorial to camp out to get a good spot for the rally. Jason, Kelli, and I all headed towards the metro. Jason made sure that we purchased the correct tickets and that we got to the right train. I hugged him goodbye and thanked him for hanging with us. I told him that we would be in touch because we would be in his neck of the woods the next day in Arlington,VA. He even offered to come and pick us up in his car and take us to the hotel room.
I was kind of sad to say goodbye but I knew that we would see him the next day. Kelli and I got on the metro and then we got off at our stop and we were lost. Straight up couldn't figure out how the hell to get to our hotel so we hailed a cab. A few blocks later we were home and went to sleep.
to be continued...
Friday, August 27, 2010
Going,going, GONE!!!
Good evening, and greetings, from The Madison hotel in Washington D.C!
Today has been an extremely long day and I'm grateful for the time I have to sit in my hotel room and write this blog and an email to someone that has recently come into my life. I will touch on that in just a minute. :)
Last night (Thursday) we were dropped off at the airport and boarded our flight to Newark, new jersey. I will say that I held back and did not write on my facebook status that "I'm going to jersey shore bitch!!" even though I desperately wanted to say that. Lol Anyway, the flight was horrible!! We flew via Continental and it felt like we were sardines in a can. We had the option to purchase Direct TV(which, I did) and I watched 'The Jersey Shore' and then the 'Rachel Zoe' project. That took up a whopping two hours of the four hour flight. Which at that point I tried falling asleep but was incredibly unsucessfull. Suffice it to say I was happy to land safely in Newark.
Once we were in Newark we booked it to our connecting flight gate and once we got there we grabbed a bit to eat at 'The Brewhouse'. How appropriate is that? Lol. We grubbed down some panini sandwiches and potatoes, paid the server, and waited for our flight. When we finally got on the plane I could barely keep my eyes open. Kelli, my sister, said "andi, there is the New York skyline" I pried open my eyes long enough to say hello to my favorite city even though I've never been there and then I passed out.
Arriving in D.C we walked into the terminal and it felt like we had walked into a library and not a busy airport. Literally, there was the distant noise of CNN but that was it. Very strange. We got our bags and then hailed a taxi. Wow, we sound so citi-fied. :) Our cab driver was soo cool!! He was this little Asian man and he was pointing out the different monuments and telling us that we should come back in April to see the cherry blossoms. He also told us that none of the buildings could be higher than the capital building. He also told us not to go past the Capitol building because it's "like Africa" his words, not mine. Lol. He dropped us off at our hotel where I has been told on numerous ocassions that we could check in early to be able to sleep. Well, that didn't happen. They gave us some song and dance about how they try and accomodate early check-ins but they had overbooked the night before. So, Kelli and I sat down on a couch that faced the front desk, and miraculously, they got us into a room pretty fast.
To be continued....I must write that email which is going to someone I met online(I know, you're shocked!) but he's really cool. I think we will call him...rexburg. Which, maybe my next trip will be to Idaho. I'll write more hopefully tomorrow. I love you all!
Love, andi
Today has been an extremely long day and I'm grateful for the time I have to sit in my hotel room and write this blog and an email to someone that has recently come into my life. I will touch on that in just a minute. :)
Last night (Thursday) we were dropped off at the airport and boarded our flight to Newark, new jersey. I will say that I held back and did not write on my facebook status that "I'm going to jersey shore bitch!!" even though I desperately wanted to say that. Lol Anyway, the flight was horrible!! We flew via Continental and it felt like we were sardines in a can. We had the option to purchase Direct TV(which, I did) and I watched 'The Jersey Shore' and then the 'Rachel Zoe' project. That took up a whopping two hours of the four hour flight. Which at that point I tried falling asleep but was incredibly unsucessfull. Suffice it to say I was happy to land safely in Newark.
Once we were in Newark we booked it to our connecting flight gate and once we got there we grabbed a bit to eat at 'The Brewhouse'. How appropriate is that? Lol. We grubbed down some panini sandwiches and potatoes, paid the server, and waited for our flight. When we finally got on the plane I could barely keep my eyes open. Kelli, my sister, said "andi, there is the New York skyline" I pried open my eyes long enough to say hello to my favorite city even though I've never been there and then I passed out.
Arriving in D.C we walked into the terminal and it felt like we had walked into a library and not a busy airport. Literally, there was the distant noise of CNN but that was it. Very strange. We got our bags and then hailed a taxi. Wow, we sound so citi-fied. :) Our cab driver was soo cool!! He was this little Asian man and he was pointing out the different monuments and telling us that we should come back in April to see the cherry blossoms. He also told us that none of the buildings could be higher than the capital building. He also told us not to go past the Capitol building because it's "like Africa" his words, not mine. Lol. He dropped us off at our hotel where I has been told on numerous ocassions that we could check in early to be able to sleep. Well, that didn't happen. They gave us some song and dance about how they try and accomodate early check-ins but they had overbooked the night before. So, Kelli and I sat down on a couch that faced the front desk, and miraculously, they got us into a room pretty fast.
To be continued....I must write that email which is going to someone I met online(I know, you're shocked!) but he's really cool. I think we will call him...rexburg. Which, maybe my next trip will be to Idaho. I'll write more hopefully tomorrow. I love you all!
Love, andi
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Listen to your heart
This past weekend my parents went to Utah and my little brother went on a hike to Zion's National Park. That meant that for approximately 3 days I had the house to myself! Which, if you didn't know already, I live with my parents. I live with them not because I'm socially incapable of living on my own and supporting myself but to help them out financially whilst our country is in the depths of this financial mess. Thank you Washington!
I digress...anyway, I was going to be home alone! I was so thoroughly excited about the prospect of being able to watch my reality tv shows, and do whatever I wanted to do.
Thursday night was the fateful night of departure for my parents. They left early in the afternoon so that they would make it to Provo, Utah before the sun went down. That meant that once I was done with work I would be driving home to an empty house.
Driving home at dusk, knowing that no one would be home, I was so excited! I was excited to walk in my front door and to turn on my television and watch Big Brother. Have you ever watched Big Brother? It is absolutely freakin' fantastic!! It is my favorite show on Sundays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays. If you do watch it...how did you feel about Rachel getting evicted?!? Let me know!! lol
Suffice it to say I spent all weekend long watching one reality show after another. I went from Big Brother on Thursday night to The Real World: New Orleans, to Jersey Shore, to Design Star and the list could go on and on.
At one point in the weekend I was on myspace.com and I remembered they have Karaoke that you can sing and record yourself. Well, for those of you who really know me,you won't be surprised to know that I sat and recorded karaoke songs for hours this weekend. It made me laugh to record and then listen to myself over and over.
I then found a really cool option on the karaoke...you can listen to other people sing!! It was like my very own American Idol Auditions week. I have never laughed so hard and been so impressed by different people singing.
I also spent a little time on ldschat.com which is just some random lds chat room that I ocassionally will go on and laugh at how stupid some people are. Well, I ended up talking to this guy named Michael. Michael, is 32, and lives in Sydney, Australia. He seemed like a very decent, normal, guy. So, we started talking on Skype, and I have to say he is super cool. We talked for roughly 3 hours via skype over the course of the next couple days. He's pretty cool, but I'm not getting excited because he lives in AUSTRALIA!!! That is so far away it's not even funny. In fact, as I write this, it is 11:15 pm on 08.17.2010. Currently in Australia it is 4:15 pm on 08.18.10. He's a day ahead of me. He's cool so I'm not going to write him off quite yet.
I also have started talking to someone from Ely,NV. We are just going to call him Ely. Ely and I met on ldsplanet.com which is this lds dating website that I use. He is also 34(same age as Mr. Darcy) and he works for the prison up there in Ely. Which, if you don't know how to pronounce it is E-Lee. lol We have already made plans to hang out when he comes down to Vegas in September. His parents and family live down here. He actually will be coming down on August 26 but that is the day my sister and I are flying to Washington D.C. or we would have met up next weekend. So, I will keep you up to date with Michael, and Ely as things progress or digress.
I wanted to explain why I put the title that I did today. Whilst I was listening to myspace karaoke participants I heard many songs of love, sadness, heartache etc.
I realized that each and everyone of us has had or is currently experiencing either the joys of a new relationship or we are being haunted by the ghost of what could have been. We all have within us the innate quality to know when something is right or wrong. Whether we choose to listen to or disregard that feeling is up to us. I'd like to think that I choose to listen to the feeling but more times than not I feel that I am hiking a path that has yet to be marked as a path and that I am walking alone. I know that's not necessarily the case but that is how I feel. That's why I like the words of the song "Listen to your heart" by Roxette
"I know there's something in the wake of your smile
I get a notion from the look in your eyes
You've built a love but that love falls apart
Your little piece of heaven turns to dark.
Sometimes you wonder if this fight is worthwhile
The precious moments are all lost in the tide
They're swept away and nothing is what it seems
The feeling of belonging to your dreams.
And there are voices that
want to be heard
So much to mention but you
can't find the words.
The scent of magic
The Beauty that's been
When love was wilder than the wind.
Listen to your heart
When he's calling for you
Listen to your heart
There's nothing else you can do. "
As a quick side note my friend Shauna has a new blog and it's amazing!! Please read biggirlsdontcry.blogspot.com you will love it...I promise. She is someone who takes the bull by the horns and listens to her heart and you will fall in love with her stories, life, and the absolutely fabulous person that she is. You rock Shauna!!
I love you all so much!! Have a great night and I will write to you tomorrow.
Love, Andi
I digress...anyway, I was going to be home alone! I was so thoroughly excited about the prospect of being able to watch my reality tv shows, and do whatever I wanted to do.
Thursday night was the fateful night of departure for my parents. They left early in the afternoon so that they would make it to Provo, Utah before the sun went down. That meant that once I was done with work I would be driving home to an empty house.
Driving home at dusk, knowing that no one would be home, I was so excited! I was excited to walk in my front door and to turn on my television and watch Big Brother. Have you ever watched Big Brother? It is absolutely freakin' fantastic!! It is my favorite show on Sundays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays. If you do watch it...how did you feel about Rachel getting evicted?!? Let me know!! lol
Suffice it to say I spent all weekend long watching one reality show after another. I went from Big Brother on Thursday night to The Real World: New Orleans, to Jersey Shore, to Design Star and the list could go on and on.
At one point in the weekend I was on myspace.com and I remembered they have Karaoke that you can sing and record yourself. Well, for those of you who really know me,you won't be surprised to know that I sat and recorded karaoke songs for hours this weekend. It made me laugh to record and then listen to myself over and over.
I then found a really cool option on the karaoke...you can listen to other people sing!! It was like my very own American Idol Auditions week. I have never laughed so hard and been so impressed by different people singing.
I also spent a little time on ldschat.com which is just some random lds chat room that I ocassionally will go on and laugh at how stupid some people are. Well, I ended up talking to this guy named Michael. Michael, is 32, and lives in Sydney, Australia. He seemed like a very decent, normal, guy. So, we started talking on Skype, and I have to say he is super cool. We talked for roughly 3 hours via skype over the course of the next couple days. He's pretty cool, but I'm not getting excited because he lives in AUSTRALIA!!! That is so far away it's not even funny. In fact, as I write this, it is 11:15 pm on 08.17.2010. Currently in Australia it is 4:15 pm on 08.18.10. He's a day ahead of me. He's cool so I'm not going to write him off quite yet.
I also have started talking to someone from Ely,NV. We are just going to call him Ely. Ely and I met on ldsplanet.com which is this lds dating website that I use. He is also 34(same age as Mr. Darcy) and he works for the prison up there in Ely. Which, if you don't know how to pronounce it is E-Lee. lol We have already made plans to hang out when he comes down to Vegas in September. His parents and family live down here. He actually will be coming down on August 26 but that is the day my sister and I are flying to Washington D.C. or we would have met up next weekend. So, I will keep you up to date with Michael, and Ely as things progress or digress.
I wanted to explain why I put the title that I did today. Whilst I was listening to myspace karaoke participants I heard many songs of love, sadness, heartache etc.
I realized that each and everyone of us has had or is currently experiencing either the joys of a new relationship or we are being haunted by the ghost of what could have been. We all have within us the innate quality to know when something is right or wrong. Whether we choose to listen to or disregard that feeling is up to us. I'd like to think that I choose to listen to the feeling but more times than not I feel that I am hiking a path that has yet to be marked as a path and that I am walking alone. I know that's not necessarily the case but that is how I feel. That's why I like the words of the song "Listen to your heart" by Roxette
"I know there's something in the wake of your smile
I get a notion from the look in your eyes
You've built a love but that love falls apart
Your little piece of heaven turns to dark.
Sometimes you wonder if this fight is worthwhile
The precious moments are all lost in the tide
They're swept away and nothing is what it seems
The feeling of belonging to your dreams.
And there are voices that
want to be heard
So much to mention but you
can't find the words.
The scent of magic
The Beauty that's been
When love was wilder than the wind.
Listen to your heart
When he's calling for you
Listen to your heart
There's nothing else you can do. "
As a quick side note my friend Shauna has a new blog and it's amazing!! Please read biggirlsdontcry.blogspot.com you will love it...I promise. She is someone who takes the bull by the horns and listens to her heart and you will fall in love with her stories, life, and the absolutely fabulous person that she is. You rock Shauna!!
I love you all so much!! Have a great night and I will write to you tomorrow.
Love, Andi
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Oh how the years go by....
Hi. In about 1 minute it will be August 4, 2010 and I will officially be 28 yrs old. I can't believe that I will be 28! Ok, it's officially 12:00 am on August 4...Happy Birthday to me!! :)
I've been feeling a little sentimental in the last couple of hours and that feeling prompted me to find some pictures from a couple previous birthdays, a graduation pic and some from when I was a little gal. You will note how skinny I used to be. "Used to be" being the key words.
27 was a very good year. I got engaged, graduated college, am pregnant with my first child. Wait just a second...that's not MY life. In all seriousness it has been just a overall good year.
I'm so thankful that I'm here. That my Heavenly Father gave me the gift to come down to earth so many years ago. It's weird to think that just a little over 28 years ago I was in Heaven still. I must have been really excited to come down and meet my Mommy and Daddy. I love them soo much!!
I'm really excited to see what 28 has in store. Whatever happens my motto is going to be: "28 is gonna be great!". I've decided that I'm going to try and read The Book Of Mormon 28 times this year and I'm really going to work on making myself the best that I possibly can be. I want to be the person my Heavenly Father already knows that I can be.
I love you all soo much!!
Love, Andi
p.s...sorry about a couple of the duplicate pictures. I can't figure out how the heck to delete them.
I've been feeling a little sentimental in the last couple of hours and that feeling prompted me to find some pictures from a couple previous birthdays, a graduation pic and some from when I was a little gal. You will note how skinny I used to be. "Used to be" being the key words.
27 was a very good year. I got engaged, graduated college, am pregnant with my first child. Wait just a second...that's not MY life. In all seriousness it has been just a overall good year.
I'm so thankful that I'm here. That my Heavenly Father gave me the gift to come down to earth so many years ago. It's weird to think that just a little over 28 years ago I was in Heaven still. I must have been really excited to come down and meet my Mommy and Daddy. I love them soo much!!
I'm really excited to see what 28 has in store. Whatever happens my motto is going to be: "28 is gonna be great!". I've decided that I'm going to try and read The Book Of Mormon 28 times this year and I'm really going to work on making myself the best that I possibly can be. I want to be the person my Heavenly Father already knows that I can be.
I love you all soo much!!
Love, Andi
p.s...sorry about a couple of the duplicate pictures. I can't figure out how the heck to delete them.
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Saturday, July 24, 2010
Unwritten
Ok, this is a first for me. I'm writing to you on my iPhone in my hotel room in Provo, Utah. Yes, I'm in Provo,again. :). This is actually my second visit to this college town in two weeks. We came up last weekend to spend time with my little sister while her roommate was out of town and now we are here to celebrate pioneer day. Quick side note on pioneer day: the LDS church celebrates the day that the pioneers of our religion came into the salt lake city valley. There is always a parade, pancake breakfasts, and fireworks. It's like a huge continuation of the 4th of July. It's pretty cool.
So, here I sit in my hotel room with my mom in the bed next to me and the sofa bed ready for my little brother...yay! (thumbs way down) I generally like to stay by myself bt apparently nobody seems to understand why I might want a little privacy. It's not like I'm still living at home or anything. Ha ha ha!!!
The one thing that I despise the most about coming to Provo is the 'memory factor'. Today has been a 'let's remember about Mr. Darcy day.'. From the moment the tires in our car rolled into the Utah valley I started to remember. Ok, I actually think I started remembering last night. As I was drifting to sleep last night I looked at my phone and I saw it was July 22 and immediately my brain said 'two months ago, exactly, Mr. Darcy held your hand.' I think that is what started this Mr. Darcy ball rolling.
I digress...I've been thinking about him ad nauseum and I couldn't take it anymore and so I text him. I know you are thinking....WHY?!?!? The only answer is that I just had to. I just sent a quick 'hi, how's it going'. He text me back and that's all I'm gonna say. :). Of course I'll let you know if anything develops, but I'm not holding my breath. I keep repeating my mantra...if it's meant to be it'll be.
Today I also booked my hotel room in Washington, D.C for the Glenn Beck 8/28 freedom rally. I'll be staying at The Madison, a Loews resort. I will be five blocks from the white house and not much farther from the Lincoln memorial where the rally is going to be. I'm so excited!! Now I just need to purchase my airfare and I will be set to go. I'm also going to contact the bishop of the singles ward out there to see about meeting up with some people.
I'm tired and I know that I have just been writing random, non-sensical sentences for about a half hour. Lol. I'm greatful to you, my friends, and for the opportunity hat we have to make things happen in our own lives. The past is in the past but....the future is still unwritten.
Love, Andi
So, here I sit in my hotel room with my mom in the bed next to me and the sofa bed ready for my little brother...yay! (thumbs way down) I generally like to stay by myself bt apparently nobody seems to understand why I might want a little privacy. It's not like I'm still living at home or anything. Ha ha ha!!!
The one thing that I despise the most about coming to Provo is the 'memory factor'. Today has been a 'let's remember about Mr. Darcy day.'. From the moment the tires in our car rolled into the Utah valley I started to remember. Ok, I actually think I started remembering last night. As I was drifting to sleep last night I looked at my phone and I saw it was July 22 and immediately my brain said 'two months ago, exactly, Mr. Darcy held your hand.' I think that is what started this Mr. Darcy ball rolling.
I digress...I've been thinking about him ad nauseum and I couldn't take it anymore and so I text him. I know you are thinking....WHY?!?!? The only answer is that I just had to. I just sent a quick 'hi, how's it going'. He text me back and that's all I'm gonna say. :). Of course I'll let you know if anything develops, but I'm not holding my breath. I keep repeating my mantra...if it's meant to be it'll be.
Today I also booked my hotel room in Washington, D.C for the Glenn Beck 8/28 freedom rally. I'll be staying at The Madison, a Loews resort. I will be five blocks from the white house and not much farther from the Lincoln memorial where the rally is going to be. I'm so excited!! Now I just need to purchase my airfare and I will be set to go. I'm also going to contact the bishop of the singles ward out there to see about meeting up with some people.
I'm tired and I know that I have just been writing random, non-sensical sentences for about a half hour. Lol. I'm greatful to you, my friends, and for the opportunity hat we have to make things happen in our own lives. The past is in the past but....the future is still unwritten.
Love, Andi
Monday, July 19, 2010
Norfolk,VA cont...
rudeeinletparasail.com Ok, so I'm gonna try and wrap up my trip for you as quickly as I can because I need to be better at posting on here. I landed in Norfolk at 9 am give or take and Angie and Reuben were there to pick me up. We went from the airport over to IHOP were we ate copious amounts of eggs, pancakes, hash browns, and of course, diet coke. ha!
That first day we didn't do too terribly much we just kinda chilled at Reuben's house watching movies and baking. Reuben's birthday is on the 4th of July and so while he was taking a nap we decorated the apartment in Batman birthday paraphernalia and made red velvet cupcakes with cream cheese frosting. They were delish!!!
On the 4th of July we went Para sailing on the Atlantic Ocean for Reuben's birthday! It was the absolute best time ever. One of the best parts of the whole para sailing experience was the guy on board. Holy crow he was very good looking. They explained how we do the whole para sailing thing and then when there would be people coming down getting ready to land back on the boat...Mr. Hottie would stand up on the bow and grab a bar above his head and do these pull up things to show the people that they needed to bring their legs up high for the landing. Oh Geez! It was the best thing ever. It made my morning. lol
After surviving our para sailing adventure we went and ate breakfast on the coast line and then we went and spent some time at the local bar...The Sandy Beaver. lol Talking with the local bartenders and just being stupid and wasting time. That night we watched fireworks down on the water and ate at an Irish Pub. It was the perfect day.
That Monday (which came way too quickly) we went and ate at Pocahontas Pancakes and then went to the beach. I love Virginia Beach with all of my heart. One of the most beautiful places I have ever seen.
Sadly, that day ended much too soon and I had to go to the airport. I was able to fly home without any problems and was sad, but glad, to be home. I can't wait to go back!
I have included some pictures so that you can kind of get an idea of what it was like.
I hope you are all having a fabulous week and I can't wait to talk to you again.
Good night, Sleep Tight.
Love, Andi
That first day we didn't do too terribly much we just kinda chilled at Reuben's house watching movies and baking. Reuben's birthday is on the 4th of July and so while he was taking a nap we decorated the apartment in Batman birthday paraphernalia and made red velvet cupcakes with cream cheese frosting. They were delish!!!
On the 4th of July we went Para sailing on the Atlantic Ocean for Reuben's birthday! It was the absolute best time ever. One of the best parts of the whole para sailing experience was the guy on board. Holy crow he was very good looking. They explained how we do the whole para sailing thing and then when there would be people coming down getting ready to land back on the boat...Mr. Hottie would stand up on the bow and grab a bar above his head and do these pull up things to show the people that they needed to bring their legs up high for the landing. Oh Geez! It was the best thing ever. It made my morning. lol
After surviving our para sailing adventure we went and ate breakfast on the coast line and then we went and spent some time at the local bar...The Sandy Beaver. lol Talking with the local bartenders and just being stupid and wasting time. That night we watched fireworks down on the water and ate at an Irish Pub. It was the perfect day.
That Monday (which came way too quickly) we went and ate at Pocahontas Pancakes and then went to the beach. I love Virginia Beach with all of my heart. One of the most beautiful places I have ever seen.
Sadly, that day ended much too soon and I had to go to the airport. I was able to fly home without any problems and was sad, but glad, to be home. I can't wait to go back!
I have included some pictures so that you can kind of get an idea of what it was like.
I hope you are all having a fabulous week and I can't wait to talk to you again.
Good night, Sleep Tight.
Love, Andi
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Norfolk, VA
So I realize that it has been quite some time since I last wrote on this handy dandy blog of mine...I'd like to catch you up on some fun things that have been happening to me.
For the 4th of July I decided I was going to fly to Norfolk,VA and visit my cousin/best friend(Angie) and her boyfriend(Reuben). The distance from Las Vegas,NV to Norfolk, VA is 2,493 miles and it is quite the journey to get there. The only airline that has a direct flight to Norfolk is Southwest and they seem to know that they are the only direct flight game in town and so they charge you an arm and a leg. Needless to say I went the route of taking a flight that would take me to a connecting flight and then on to Norfolk. I was able to get out of town on a United Airlines red eye flight departing Las Vegas at 11:15pm. I flew from Las Vegas to Chicago where I landed at the outrageously huge Chicago O'Hare airport or as I like to refer to it 'hell on earth'.
Arriving at Chicago, or any place for that matter, in the early pre-dawn hours of the day is not super fun. I had slept the entire 4 hour flight from Vegas to Chicago and had to quickly get my wits about me to find my connecting flight because I had just over 1 hour to get there. On my wonderful United airlines printed itinerary I knew that I need to get to the F gates. I had deboarded the first section of my flight in the B gates. I literally thought to myself "ok, A,B,C,D,E,F, holy crap!! I'm in B and I have to go all the way to F" like the alphabet had anything to do with the actual location of my flight. So I began walking, and walking, every once in awhile I would see a sign that would say "F gates" with the accompanying arrow pointing straight ahead. Walking, and walking, "mmm there is a McDonalds...I'm hungry", walking, and walking. When all of the sudden I get to the end of the road and I see a sign that reads..."Tram departs to F gates starting at 6am". I looked at my itinerary and then back at the sign and immediately asked a couple to my right "What happens if I need the tram before 6 am because my flight leaves at 6:08 am." Bless that poor couple because they didn't know what to do either, plus it's super early in the morning, and we are all exhausted. I finally walked up to some of the workers at the Hudson bookstore and inquired as to how I may get to the F gates because the tram doesn't start until 6am and they told me to turn around, walk back the way I had just come, and take a right when I see a sign for the F gates. All in all I'm fairly convinced I probably walked at least 1.5-2.0 miles that morning trying to find my damn(pardon my french) gate! When I arrived at the gate and saw that I had time to get something to eat I quickly walked to the nearest Mcdonald's vendor and ordered some food. I also have to mention the bathroom that was located near my departure gate...It was the coolest thing because it had automatic toilet covers on the toilet!! You just had to wave your hand and it produced a brand new toilet seat cover. It's the little things that seem to amuse me. So let me try to wrap this up...United Airlines tells us that we are going to start boarding for our flight and we are walked out onto the tarmac where I see the smallest plane I have ever seen in my life. I began to have a slight panic attack as I moved my concrete feet along the platform but I'm happy to say that once I boarded the plane I fell asleep and woke up in Norfolk,VA!!!! To be continued.....
For the 4th of July I decided I was going to fly to Norfolk,VA and visit my cousin/best friend(Angie) and her boyfriend(Reuben). The distance from Las Vegas,NV to Norfolk, VA is 2,493 miles and it is quite the journey to get there. The only airline that has a direct flight to Norfolk is Southwest and they seem to know that they are the only direct flight game in town and so they charge you an arm and a leg. Needless to say I went the route of taking a flight that would take me to a connecting flight and then on to Norfolk. I was able to get out of town on a United Airlines red eye flight departing Las Vegas at 11:15pm. I flew from Las Vegas to Chicago where I landed at the outrageously huge Chicago O'Hare airport or as I like to refer to it 'hell on earth'.
Arriving at Chicago, or any place for that matter, in the early pre-dawn hours of the day is not super fun. I had slept the entire 4 hour flight from Vegas to Chicago and had to quickly get my wits about me to find my connecting flight because I had just over 1 hour to get there. On my wonderful United airlines printed itinerary I knew that I need to get to the F gates. I had deboarded the first section of my flight in the B gates. I literally thought to myself "ok, A,B,C,D,E,F, holy crap!! I'm in B and I have to go all the way to F" like the alphabet had anything to do with the actual location of my flight. So I began walking, and walking, every once in awhile I would see a sign that would say "F gates" with the accompanying arrow pointing straight ahead. Walking, and walking, "mmm there is a McDonalds...I'm hungry", walking, and walking. When all of the sudden I get to the end of the road and I see a sign that reads..."Tram departs to F gates starting at 6am". I looked at my itinerary and then back at the sign and immediately asked a couple to my right "What happens if I need the tram before 6 am because my flight leaves at 6:08 am." Bless that poor couple because they didn't know what to do either, plus it's super early in the morning, and we are all exhausted. I finally walked up to some of the workers at the Hudson bookstore and inquired as to how I may get to the F gates because the tram doesn't start until 6am and they told me to turn around, walk back the way I had just come, and take a right when I see a sign for the F gates. All in all I'm fairly convinced I probably walked at least 1.5-2.0 miles that morning trying to find my damn(pardon my french) gate! When I arrived at the gate and saw that I had time to get something to eat I quickly walked to the nearest Mcdonald's vendor and ordered some food. I also have to mention the bathroom that was located near my departure gate...It was the coolest thing because it had automatic toilet covers on the toilet!! You just had to wave your hand and it produced a brand new toilet seat cover. It's the little things that seem to amuse me. So let me try to wrap this up...United Airlines tells us that we are going to start boarding for our flight and we are walked out onto the tarmac where I see the smallest plane I have ever seen in my life. I began to have a slight panic attack as I moved my concrete feet along the platform but I'm happy to say that once I boarded the plane I fell asleep and woke up in Norfolk,VA!!!! To be continued.....
Monday, June 28, 2010
Under Serious Construction
. It's Monday night around 11:30 pm PST. My head hurts from staring at my computer screen trying to make my blog more aesthetically appealing. Even though the lenses in my glasses have the anti-glare treatment I can still feel the waves of glare somehow pushing past their very own kryptonite, which is the anti-glare treatment, and invading my eyes. The anti-glare is losing the glare fight tonight...much to my dismay.
I don't know how many of you have dogs out there but if you do you will appreciate this little diddy. I have a dog and her name is Bella. I know, I know all of you 'Twilight' Fans think we named her that in honor of one Miss Bella Swan, but I am sorry to say that is not why she is named that. I digress...Bella,my dog, not Edward Cullen's one true love, likes to bark like an insane dog late at night when she is woken up. Case in point: about 2 minutes and 30 seconds ago, much to my dismay, she started barking incessantly. It's almost as if she's barking because we are being invaded. It's almost like "Bark, Bark, Bark!!" is translated roughly into "The British are coming! The British are Coming! The British are Coming!" Long story short: She barks too much and too late at night.
Even though it's the middle of the night and I'm not at all hungry I find myself wondering what Andrea(a co-worker of mine...I'm not referring to myself in the 3rd person) and I will eat for lunch. Hmmm....good question.
Tomorrow should be an interesting day. I have a dentist appointment early in the morning(Ok, you caught me it's at 9am so not super duper early) but I'm getting a cleaning done. Yippee! Not! I hate the dentist. Wait, let me rephrase that...I loathe the dentist. I don't like being judged by masked men and women holding torture devices in their gloved hands. And why do they always insist on asking questions while they have their fingers in your mouth? Excuse me...I usually don't like speaking when my mouth is full. Thank you. The real reason for the dental visit is because I'm worried I might have a problem on my lower right side. Which, side note, do you ever notice when they are talking about your teeth they always speak in code..."sensitivity on the lower right number 24 and 25." Which I know translates into: "She hasn't been the greatest at flossing and now we get to inflict pain on her to teach her a lesson." I hope it's not too horrible. Cross your fingers for me.
My Virginia countdown has started...I have 4 days until I board a United Airlines flight to Norfolk,VA. I will be traveling in the middle of the night and having a brief layover in Chicago, IL. Interesting tid bit...guess who is from Chicago, IL??? That would be none other than good ol' Mr. Darcy! So, I'll make sure to curse his name, in his home town, before I leave for Norfolk. I don't sound bitter at all!! ha ha!
Well, this was not supposed to be as long as it has turned out to be. I love writing to you and telling you what is going on. I appreciate your patience and your love while my life is under serious construction.
Have a great night and I look forward to writing to you soon.
Love, Andi
I don't know how many of you have dogs out there but if you do you will appreciate this little diddy. I have a dog and her name is Bella. I know, I know all of you 'Twilight' Fans think we named her that in honor of one Miss Bella Swan, but I am sorry to say that is not why she is named that. I digress...Bella,my dog, not Edward Cullen's one true love, likes to bark like an insane dog late at night when she is woken up. Case in point: about 2 minutes and 30 seconds ago, much to my dismay, she started barking incessantly. It's almost as if she's barking because we are being invaded. It's almost like "Bark, Bark, Bark!!" is translated roughly into "The British are coming! The British are Coming! The British are Coming!" Long story short: She barks too much and too late at night.
Even though it's the middle of the night and I'm not at all hungry I find myself wondering what Andrea(a co-worker of mine...I'm not referring to myself in the 3rd person) and I will eat for lunch. Hmmm....good question.
Tomorrow should be an interesting day. I have a dentist appointment early in the morning(Ok, you caught me it's at 9am so not super duper early) but I'm getting a cleaning done. Yippee! Not! I hate the dentist. Wait, let me rephrase that...I loathe the dentist. I don't like being judged by masked men and women holding torture devices in their gloved hands. And why do they always insist on asking questions while they have their fingers in your mouth? Excuse me...I usually don't like speaking when my mouth is full. Thank you. The real reason for the dental visit is because I'm worried I might have a problem on my lower right side. Which, side note, do you ever notice when they are talking about your teeth they always speak in code..."sensitivity on the lower right number 24 and 25." Which I know translates into: "She hasn't been the greatest at flossing and now we get to inflict pain on her to teach her a lesson." I hope it's not too horrible. Cross your fingers for me.
My Virginia countdown has started...I have 4 days until I board a United Airlines flight to Norfolk,VA. I will be traveling in the middle of the night and having a brief layover in Chicago, IL. Interesting tid bit...guess who is from Chicago, IL??? That would be none other than good ol' Mr. Darcy! So, I'll make sure to curse his name, in his home town, before I leave for Norfolk. I don't sound bitter at all!! ha ha!
Well, this was not supposed to be as long as it has turned out to be. I love writing to you and telling you what is going on. I appreciate your patience and your love while my life is under serious construction.
Have a great night and I look forward to writing to you soon.
Love, Andi
Thursday, June 24, 2010
CPRM
It's been a few days since I last wrote and I'm sorry. I wish I had lots of really exciting new things to tell you about but I don't.
I've started to really get over the whole Mr. Darcy drama. I've been on a roller coaster of emotions trying to deal with my current situation. Everybody keeps telling me things like "You don't need HIM", "I hope he gets the pants sued off HIM", "You're better than HIM" etc...but the truth is I really like HIM. I have a confession. I wrote him a letter and mailed it to him on Wednesday, June 22 exactly 1 month after we went on our last date. I explained how much I like him and that I wish he wouldn't have text me so early in the morning telling me about "the exclusive girlfriend" and how sad I've been. I know, I know you're thinking that it was a stupid move. I had to do it though and he has to know how I feel. I never got the chance to tell him in person. I'll keep you updated.
Today as I was driving home I started listening to my ipod. The first song was "Can't be tamed" by Miley Cyrus and I was jammin' out and singing at the top of my lungs. The next song was "Best Days of Your life" by Kellie Pickler. Again, I sang at the top of my lungs the lyrics "I'll be there in the back of your mind from the day we met to you makin' me cry" and my thoughts were turned to Mr. Darcy. With the song coming to a dramatic close I was excited to see what would come on next. To my dismay, the next song was "Stand Beside Me" by JoDee Messina. "He left me cryin late one sunday night outside of Boulder" echoed into my car and I quickly hit the "next" button on my ipod. I didn't want to think more about my situation. In a horrible twist of fate the next song was "I can't make you love me" by Bonnie Raitt. I literally looked down and screamed at my phone "You've got to be kidding me!!" I gave in to the somber mood that my ipod was forcing upon me and I began to sing. I was singing to myself but it was being sung for him..."I can't make you love me if you don't. You can't make your heart feel something it won't. Here in the dark in these final hours. I will lay down my heart and I'll feel the power but you won't, no you won't." After the chorus I found some Gaga and went to Walmart.
Thank you "Alejandro". :)
Please know that I'm fine and actually really happy. Things aren't ideal but they never really are. I'm blessed to live such a wonderful life and am thankful to my Heavenly Father for giving me such wonderful opportunities to learn and grow.
Good Night, sleep tight, and I'll write to you soon.
Love, Andi
I've started to really get over the whole Mr. Darcy drama. I've been on a roller coaster of emotions trying to deal with my current situation. Everybody keeps telling me things like "You don't need HIM", "I hope he gets the pants sued off HIM", "You're better than HIM" etc...but the truth is I really like HIM. I have a confession. I wrote him a letter and mailed it to him on Wednesday, June 22 exactly 1 month after we went on our last date. I explained how much I like him and that I wish he wouldn't have text me so early in the morning telling me about "the exclusive girlfriend" and how sad I've been. I know, I know you're thinking that it was a stupid move. I had to do it though and he has to know how I feel. I never got the chance to tell him in person. I'll keep you updated.
Today as I was driving home I started listening to my ipod. The first song was "Can't be tamed" by Miley Cyrus and I was jammin' out and singing at the top of my lungs. The next song was "Best Days of Your life" by Kellie Pickler. Again, I sang at the top of my lungs the lyrics "I'll be there in the back of your mind from the day we met to you makin' me cry" and my thoughts were turned to Mr. Darcy. With the song coming to a dramatic close I was excited to see what would come on next. To my dismay, the next song was "Stand Beside Me" by JoDee Messina. "He left me cryin late one sunday night outside of Boulder" echoed into my car and I quickly hit the "next" button on my ipod. I didn't want to think more about my situation. In a horrible twist of fate the next song was "I can't make you love me" by Bonnie Raitt. I literally looked down and screamed at my phone "You've got to be kidding me!!" I gave in to the somber mood that my ipod was forcing upon me and I began to sing. I was singing to myself but it was being sung for him..."I can't make you love me if you don't. You can't make your heart feel something it won't. Here in the dark in these final hours. I will lay down my heart and I'll feel the power but you won't, no you won't." After the chorus I found some Gaga and went to Walmart.
Thank you "Alejandro". :)
Please know that I'm fine and actually really happy. Things aren't ideal but they never really are. I'm blessed to live such a wonderful life and am thankful to my Heavenly Father for giving me such wonderful opportunities to learn and grow.
Good Night, sleep tight, and I'll write to you soon.
Love, Andi
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Maddie
The hardest part about moving forward is not looking back.
Frustratingly, I keep looking back. I keep thinking that one month ago I was getting ready to go to Utah to see Mr. Darcy. In fact, the exact memory goes like this...
It's Thursday night on May 20, 2010 and The Times Talks live is hosting the creators of LOST to discuss the series and the impending finale. Being the LOST fanatic that I am I purchase my $13.50 ticket via fandango on my iphone and begin driving. I drove down boulder highway with excitement bubbling within my being like water boiling on a stove. Excitement for the LOST discussion and to see Mr. Darcy was more than I could handle. I couldn't have been happier...
Speaking of memories, let me share one more...
2 years ago on June 17,2008 Madisen Brooke Empey was born!! Maddie is the daughter of my Brother(spencer) and Sister-in-law(Erin) and my very first niece!! I will never forget the way I felt when I saw her gorgeous face(via text message) for the very first time. I knew immediately that I loved her and would do anything for her. She was a breach baby and had to be delivered via c-section. Heavenly Father sure blessed our family more than I could have ever imagined when he sent this little girl to us. She makes me want to be a better person and I love her more than she will ever know.
Tonight, I'm reminiscent (if you couldn't already tell) and a little sad still. Tomorrow after work we leave for Provo, Utah for Maddie's bday party. This will be the first trip back since the Mr. Darcy debacle. It will be strange to say the least. I'm afraid to be there and of how I'll feel. I'll keep you updated. Pray for me.
Love, Andi
Frustratingly, I keep looking back. I keep thinking that one month ago I was getting ready to go to Utah to see Mr. Darcy. In fact, the exact memory goes like this...
It's Thursday night on May 20, 2010 and The Times Talks live is hosting the creators of LOST to discuss the series and the impending finale. Being the LOST fanatic that I am I purchase my $13.50 ticket via fandango on my iphone and begin driving. I drove down boulder highway with excitement bubbling within my being like water boiling on a stove. Excitement for the LOST discussion and to see Mr. Darcy was more than I could handle. I couldn't have been happier...
Speaking of memories, let me share one more...
2 years ago on June 17,2008 Madisen Brooke Empey was born!! Maddie is the daughter of my Brother(spencer) and Sister-in-law(Erin) and my very first niece!! I will never forget the way I felt when I saw her gorgeous face(via text message) for the very first time. I knew immediately that I loved her and would do anything for her. She was a breach baby and had to be delivered via c-section. Heavenly Father sure blessed our family more than I could have ever imagined when he sent this little girl to us. She makes me want to be a better person and I love her more than she will ever know.
Tonight, I'm reminiscent (if you couldn't already tell) and a little sad still. Tomorrow after work we leave for Provo, Utah for Maddie's bday party. This will be the first trip back since the Mr. Darcy debacle. It will be strange to say the least. I'm afraid to be there and of how I'll feel. I'll keep you updated. Pray for me.
Love, Andi
Monday, June 14, 2010
2:46 am
Last night I started reading my book "True Believer" by Nicholas Sparks. I read until about 12:30am when I finally decided that I needed to go to sleep. Before I passed out completely I made sure that my alarm clock was set and that my phone was on so that I would hear my alarm. Somewhere in the middle of the night I woke up and looked at my phone and there it was...a text message from Mr. Darcy whose real name is Ben. The text message arrived in my inbox at 2:46am and it read:
"Andi-sorry I've been so unavailable lately. couple huge things have been going on. My ex is suing me for one and the other is I am seeing a girl here exclusively. The lawsuit has been the main focus lately and it has been lawyers and meetings for weeks. I'm sorry :( "
I responded with:
"Ok. Thanks for telling me. :( Good luck with the girl. Keep me in mind. I wish you wouldn't have held my hand. Would have made this not being able to see you thing easier. :(."
I immediately began to cry and cry. Remember that it is 3am at this point. I cried for about 30 minutes and then laid in my bed staring at the wall. Ya know when you cry and your head just hurts afterword? Well, that was me this morning. I was in such a daze because I was just so sad. I think I may have slept a total of less than 4 hours.
I need to send a question out to the great void: Dear void; why does this keep happening?
Once it was 6am and I decided to get in the shower and start my day I realized that I will be ok. Whilst I was rinsing my hair my alarm started going off with the song by Journey "don't stop believing. hold on to that feeling." It was appropriately timed for this morning and just what I needed to hear. Because even though my heart is hurting right now I can't stop believing. I have been through things like this before. Everyday it will get a little bit better and eventually I will have a hard time recalling the way he looks and how it felt to hold his hand.
Today has been incredibly hard and I have consumed copious amounts of caffeine trying to keep myself awake, alert, and happy. I thank you, my friends, for helping me with encouraging words and reminders that this too shall pass.
I would like to dedicate the next few words to Ben....
"I wish you bluebirds in the spring To give your heart a song to sing and then a kiss, but more than this I wish you love.
And in July a lemonade to cool you in some leafy glade I wish you health but more than wealth I wish you love.
My breaking heart and I agree that you and I could never be. So with my best, my very best I set you free.
I wish you shelter from the storm. A cozy fire to keep you warm. But most of all when snowflakes fall I wish you love. I wish you love. I wish you love, love, love, love, love. I wish you love."
My breaking heart and I agree that he and I could never be. So with my best, my very best I'll set him free.
Love, Andi
"Andi-sorry I've been so unavailable lately. couple huge things have been going on. My ex is suing me for one and the other is I am seeing a girl here exclusively. The lawsuit has been the main focus lately and it has been lawyers and meetings for weeks. I'm sorry :( "
I responded with:
"Ok. Thanks for telling me. :( Good luck with the girl. Keep me in mind. I wish you wouldn't have held my hand. Would have made this not being able to see you thing easier. :(."
I immediately began to cry and cry. Remember that it is 3am at this point. I cried for about 30 minutes and then laid in my bed staring at the wall. Ya know when you cry and your head just hurts afterword? Well, that was me this morning. I was in such a daze because I was just so sad. I think I may have slept a total of less than 4 hours.
I need to send a question out to the great void: Dear void; why does this keep happening?
Once it was 6am and I decided to get in the shower and start my day I realized that I will be ok. Whilst I was rinsing my hair my alarm started going off with the song by Journey "don't stop believing. hold on to that feeling." It was appropriately timed for this morning and just what I needed to hear. Because even though my heart is hurting right now I can't stop believing. I have been through things like this before. Everyday it will get a little bit better and eventually I will have a hard time recalling the way he looks and how it felt to hold his hand.
Today has been incredibly hard and I have consumed copious amounts of caffeine trying to keep myself awake, alert, and happy. I thank you, my friends, for helping me with encouraging words and reminders that this too shall pass.
I would like to dedicate the next few words to Ben....
"I wish you bluebirds in the spring To give your heart a song to sing and then a kiss, but more than this I wish you love.
And in July a lemonade to cool you in some leafy glade I wish you health but more than wealth I wish you love.
My breaking heart and I agree that you and I could never be. So with my best, my very best I set you free.
I wish you shelter from the storm. A cozy fire to keep you warm. But most of all when snowflakes fall I wish you love. I wish you love. I wish you love, love, love, love, love. I wish you love."
My breaking heart and I agree that he and I could never be. So with my best, my very best I'll set him free.
Love, Andi
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Sunday Night
It's sunday night around 9:45pm pst. The tv is on and 'Last Comic Standing' is blaring in my background. Inbetween my sporadic thoughts regarding Mr. Darcy(yes, I'm still thinking about him), and all of the random things that happen to cross my mind, I find myself laughing at some of the comics dumb jokes.
Yesterday, was one of those fabulous days that happens every once in awhile. The sun was shining and the weather was unusually cool for a mid-June Vegas day. My Mom and I drove to Boulder City,NV and went to lunch at the Southwest Diner. The Southwest Diner is located off of the main drag in town and as we pulled into our parking spot on the side of the street I couldn't help but to feel thankful. Walking into the diner the tiniest beads of rain began to fall onto the sidewalk. We were seated at a table in the middle of the room and our beverages were brought to us in mason jars. Nothing like diet coke and ice in a really big mason jar. :) Eating my food I drank in the scenery, the smells, the people, and the way I felt. After lunch we went and saw 'The Karate Kid' at the Fiesta Casino in Henderson. I must say that is one of my favorite places in this town. If you ever come to town I'll take you there. ;)
Friday night I got to go to The Drafthouse with Andrea and Tiffany. I had so much fun eating chicken fingers, fries, and watching people drink way too much. Namely the people that met us there. I love people that drink more than they probably should. During my time at The Drafthouse I was texting Tyler. Tyler, is a guy from this past year. I really liked him but ruined it because I was having family drama. that was a huge non-sequitor comment. After I dropped andrea and tiffany at their homes I made the drive back to Henderson. On my way home the skies opened up, and almost as if they were sad right along with me, rain drops began pelting my windshield.
Before I end this post I want to touch on my dreams. I sometimes really hate my dreams. A few nights ago I had a dream where Mr. Darcy was texting me again and I was soo excited. When I woke up I was very depressed and had to really work on not being sad. Last night I had a dream that my friend Mike was telling me how much he loved me and wanted to be with me. Which this really makes me laugh because this was a dream of mine back in 2003. It's haunting me again. I'm much older now but waking up to my reality is still not very cool...the reality that I'm alone.
I was at the Hallmark store yesterday and saw a sign with a quote from Cinderella. "If you keep on believing the dreams that you dare to dream really will come true." I'll keep on dreaming because he is "somewhere out there" and I will find him.
Love, Andi
Yesterday, was one of those fabulous days that happens every once in awhile. The sun was shining and the weather was unusually cool for a mid-June Vegas day. My Mom and I drove to Boulder City,NV and went to lunch at the Southwest Diner. The Southwest Diner is located off of the main drag in town and as we pulled into our parking spot on the side of the street I couldn't help but to feel thankful. Walking into the diner the tiniest beads of rain began to fall onto the sidewalk. We were seated at a table in the middle of the room and our beverages were brought to us in mason jars. Nothing like diet coke and ice in a really big mason jar. :) Eating my food I drank in the scenery, the smells, the people, and the way I felt. After lunch we went and saw 'The Karate Kid' at the Fiesta Casino in Henderson. I must say that is one of my favorite places in this town. If you ever come to town I'll take you there. ;)
Friday night I got to go to The Drafthouse with Andrea and Tiffany. I had so much fun eating chicken fingers, fries, and watching people drink way too much. Namely the people that met us there. I love people that drink more than they probably should. During my time at The Drafthouse I was texting Tyler. Tyler, is a guy from this past year. I really liked him but ruined it because I was having family drama. that was a huge non-sequitor comment. After I dropped andrea and tiffany at their homes I made the drive back to Henderson. On my way home the skies opened up, and almost as if they were sad right along with me, rain drops began pelting my windshield.
Before I end this post I want to touch on my dreams. I sometimes really hate my dreams. A few nights ago I had a dream where Mr. Darcy was texting me again and I was soo excited. When I woke up I was very depressed and had to really work on not being sad. Last night I had a dream that my friend Mike was telling me how much he loved me and wanted to be with me. Which this really makes me laugh because this was a dream of mine back in 2003. It's haunting me again. I'm much older now but waking up to my reality is still not very cool...the reality that I'm alone.
I was at the Hallmark store yesterday and saw a sign with a quote from Cinderella. "If you keep on believing the dreams that you dare to dream really will come true." I'll keep on dreaming because he is "somewhere out there" and I will find him.
Love, Andi
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Message in a bottle
I know that's it's been a few days since I left a message. I want you to know that "I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing."
I'm going to touch briefly on Mr. Darcy. He hasn't called or text and I don't think he's going to. I have begun to let him go. It's going to take me a little while but I'll be able to get over this. I've done this before and I can do it again. I genuinely hope that he is well and I wish him a long and happy life.
Today, was voting day and I voted!! I'm very proud of me, my family, and the rest of the citizens that participated in the vote!! Now, let's go KICK HARRY REID OUT OF OFFICE!!
I can't believe tomorrow is only Wednesday. I so wish it was time for the weekend.
At this very moment in time I'm watching "Message in a bottle" starring Kevin Costner(who I'm loving!) and Robin Wright Penn. It's based on the novel by Nicholas Sparks. On Saturday I went to Barnes and Noble and I purchased the books "Message in a bottle" and "True Believer" both by Nicholas Sparks. I practically finished "message in a bottle" in one day. Can't wait for "True Believer". I think I have to live vicariously through these different characters in the romantic books because I have absolutely ZERO romance going on in my own life.
I'm going to finish my movie, finish my book, and go to bed and "dream a little dream".
Love, Andi
I'm going to touch briefly on Mr. Darcy. He hasn't called or text and I don't think he's going to. I have begun to let him go. It's going to take me a little while but I'll be able to get over this. I've done this before and I can do it again. I genuinely hope that he is well and I wish him a long and happy life.
Today, was voting day and I voted!! I'm very proud of me, my family, and the rest of the citizens that participated in the vote!! Now, let's go KICK HARRY REID OUT OF OFFICE!!
I can't believe tomorrow is only Wednesday. I so wish it was time for the weekend.
At this very moment in time I'm watching "Message in a bottle" starring Kevin Costner(who I'm loving!) and Robin Wright Penn. It's based on the novel by Nicholas Sparks. On Saturday I went to Barnes and Noble and I purchased the books "Message in a bottle" and "True Believer" both by Nicholas Sparks. I practically finished "message in a bottle" in one day. Can't wait for "True Believer". I think I have to live vicariously through these different characters in the romantic books because I have absolutely ZERO romance going on in my own life.
I'm going to finish my movie, finish my book, and go to bed and "dream a little dream".
Love, Andi
Friday, June 4, 2010
Silence
I enjoy listening to my ipod or the radio while I'm driving around town and while I work but sometimes I enjoy the silence.
Tonight, I had dinner with my good friend Shauna. We ate at DW Bistro out in the southwest part of the Las Vegas valley and it was really good! We both munched on turkey burgers and sweet potato fries while we caught each other up on the things happening in our lives. Thank you Shauna for a fun evening!!
When I got to my car I put my flip flops on, fastened my safety belt, and started my ipod. Ten minutes into my drive from Southwest Las Vegas to Henderson I turned off all of the noise and drove in silence. When I'm surrounded by nothing but silence I find peace. I'm sure you understand. Silence is golden.
Mr. Darcy has still not contacted me to let me know what happened but I know he will.
I wish you a great evening and hope that fabulous things happen to all of us this weekend.
Love, Andi
Tonight, I had dinner with my good friend Shauna. We ate at DW Bistro out in the southwest part of the Las Vegas valley and it was really good! We both munched on turkey burgers and sweet potato fries while we caught each other up on the things happening in our lives. Thank you Shauna for a fun evening!!
When I got to my car I put my flip flops on, fastened my safety belt, and started my ipod. Ten minutes into my drive from Southwest Las Vegas to Henderson I turned off all of the noise and drove in silence. When I'm surrounded by nothing but silence I find peace. I'm sure you understand. Silence is golden.
Mr. Darcy has still not contacted me to let me know what happened but I know he will.
I wish you a great evening and hope that fabulous things happen to all of us this weekend.
Love, Andi
Thursday, June 3, 2010
If one day you wake up....
Today at 11:51 am pacific standard time I, Andi Empey, received one text message from one Mr. Darcy. He said that there has been "a ton going on" and that he is very "frazzled" at the moment and "I'm sorry I've been unavailable but I will explain soon about everything k?" Shock ran through my body as my brain processed the fact that I was looking at an actual text from Mr. Darcy. I'm not sure what has happened because he hasn't contacted me further today but I will share with you as soon as I know! You know me, and I know myself, so I won't lie....I'm excited he text me. I just hope that he's ok.
I'm very big on finding songs that fit with my current mood/situation and 'The Script' have a song called 'The Man who can't be moved'. Listen to it, you will love it I'm sure! In this situation with Mr. Darcy I feel like the girl who can't be moved. I know I probably sound like a dumb girl but I really like him and I think(or thought) that he really liked me. I've never been so excited to hold someones hand before as I was to hold his. I literally was on cloud nine for at least two days after. Back to the song. The chorus is as follows:
'Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be. Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet. And you see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.'
I'm hoping that he wakes up every day missing me because I know I wake up missing him and my heart genuinely does wonder where on earth he could be. When he's ready he knows where to find me...because I'm the girl that can't be moved.
Love, Andi
I'm very big on finding songs that fit with my current mood/situation and 'The Script' have a song called 'The Man who can't be moved'. Listen to it, you will love it I'm sure! In this situation with Mr. Darcy I feel like the girl who can't be moved. I know I probably sound like a dumb girl but I really like him and I think(or thought) that he really liked me. I've never been so excited to hold someones hand before as I was to hold his. I literally was on cloud nine for at least two days after. Back to the song. The chorus is as follows:
'Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be. Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet. And you see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.'
I'm hoping that he wakes up every day missing me because I know I wake up missing him and my heart genuinely does wonder where on earth he could be. When he's ready he knows where to find me...because I'm the girl that can't be moved.
Love, Andi
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Relapse
Have you ever witnessed an intervention? Watching as family and friends plead with someone to forsake their ways and get help? In those moments of intervention the person being intervened(may have just made that word up lol) always seems to except the help and jump on a plane to rehab hours after the traumatic intervention but days later they check themselves out of rehab, and check back into life that they left. This is called: Relapsing.
I, Andi Empey, am an addict. I'm addicted to Mr. Darcy and I experienced a moment, ok, two moments of relapsing today. Mr. Darcy and I have text all day every day for about two months and to now go to nothing is extremely difficult. I'm still mystified as to what happened...what did I do to make him not want to talk to me? I'm sad and I only text him today because I thought for one small moment in time that he would text me back and things would be normal. Much to my chagrin my text message box remained void of any proof of his existence. "I really need a wish right now".
I've started watching "Felicity" again. Generally I watch the series once a year and relish all of my favorite moments and become emotionally invested in the characters like it was my first time watching it. I can so relate to Felicity and the analytical way she approaches everything. This is my second time watching the series this year. I'm not sure what that may mean. :)
I just know it makes me forget, if for only a moment, about things that are happening in my own life. Or that are not happening in my case.
Love, Andi
I, Andi Empey, am an addict. I'm addicted to Mr. Darcy and I experienced a moment, ok, two moments of relapsing today. Mr. Darcy and I have text all day every day for about two months and to now go to nothing is extremely difficult. I'm still mystified as to what happened...what did I do to make him not want to talk to me? I'm sad and I only text him today because I thought for one small moment in time that he would text me back and things would be normal. Much to my chagrin my text message box remained void of any proof of his existence. "I really need a wish right now".
I've started watching "Felicity" again. Generally I watch the series once a year and relish all of my favorite moments and become emotionally invested in the characters like it was my first time watching it. I can so relate to Felicity and the analytical way she approaches everything. This is my second time watching the series this year. I'm not sure what that may mean. :)
I just know it makes me forget, if for only a moment, about things that are happening in my own life. Or that are not happening in my case.
Love, Andi
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
The death of Mr. Darcy
Time of death: 11:00pm on Tuesday June 1, 2010. It is with a heavy heart that I must share the news that Mr. Darcy, of Lindon, Utah, has died. Cause of death...being a douche! I was supposed to hang out with him this weekend and it didn't happen. Friday night we text back and forth a few times about what we were going to do that weekend, and how we were excited to see each other, and blah blah blah, but he never text back after friday night. I have to assume that he is dead and in all honesty...if I don't hear from him by the end of this week he will be dead to me. I'm extremely sad about this turn of events. I really was starting to like him. Who knows...maybe I'll talk to him again. (crossing my fingers)
Well the moving class of 2010 weekend was a tortuous time. I not only was blown off by Mr. Darcy but I was sicker than a dog and hated almost every minute of my time in Utah. Saturday night I had a break down and just cried and cried. I wanted nothing more than to be back in Henderson at my house and in my bed. There is nothing worse than being physically ill, heart sick, and be without any real privacy. My mom and I drove home yesterday (Memorial day) and I have never been happier to see the lights of my wonderful home town of Las Vegas,NV.
I'm happy that my sister-in-law had a great time on the cruise with her family and I'm grateful for the time I got to spend with my brother and my niece. I just was hoping to get to spend time with Mr. Darcy. Ok, I'm sorry, I need to stop dwelling on him!! Dang Andi!! I have renewed my online dating memberships and will attack the dating scene with full force!! "oh oh here she comes...she's a man eater!"
Work update: Andrea and I did not bring our lunches and enjoyed the culinary treats of Jack in the box. :)
I need to be going to sleep. I think I will "count my blessings, name them one by one" before I drift off.
Love, Andi
Well the moving class of 2010 weekend was a tortuous time. I not only was blown off by Mr. Darcy but I was sicker than a dog and hated almost every minute of my time in Utah. Saturday night I had a break down and just cried and cried. I wanted nothing more than to be back in Henderson at my house and in my bed. There is nothing worse than being physically ill, heart sick, and be without any real privacy. My mom and I drove home yesterday (Memorial day) and I have never been happier to see the lights of my wonderful home town of Las Vegas,NV.
I'm happy that my sister-in-law had a great time on the cruise with her family and I'm grateful for the time I got to spend with my brother and my niece. I just was hoping to get to spend time with Mr. Darcy. Ok, I'm sorry, I need to stop dwelling on him!! Dang Andi!! I have renewed my online dating memberships and will attack the dating scene with full force!! "oh oh here she comes...she's a man eater!"
Work update: Andrea and I did not bring our lunches and enjoyed the culinary treats of Jack in the box. :)
I need to be going to sleep. I think I will "count my blessings, name them one by one" before I drift off.
Love, Andi
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