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Cole and I went out to lunch yesterday and we decided to sit at the table right next to this couple who CLEARLY were on their first date. I tried to mind my own business but I just couldn't help myself.

Here's the scenario:

First date.

Guy: white male. brown hair. average.
Girl: tan female. dark long hair. (let's just say, he did better in the combo).

Here's a little snippet of how the convo went down: *Note* the guy talked faster than any guy I've ever talked too and jumped to different tangents just as fast...

Guy: Do you love Rascal Flats Sam?
Girl: I LOVE Rascal--
Guy: No way Sam, I love Rascal Flats. I have all of their CD's and listen to them in the shower. no Joke. Oh wow, you have such white teeth. seriously.
Girl: oh, thanks!
Guy: I'm so glad that you decided to come out with me. I mean, all the other girls in the ward think that I'm just a player or something. seriously. I'm totally not a player. But I can just see that you aren't like the other girls. I mean I wasn't planning on being this open with you. You're just so easy to talk to. I hope you're not freaked out that I'm so open.

*little toddler walks by...

Guy: oh my goodness I love kids, sam. Seriously. One of my best friends has a little boy and even they call me Uncle Derrick. The first time I saw him I held him for 2 hours. 2 hours Sam! I wouldn't even let anyone else hold him. I just love kids.

*Scene.

GAHHH... I could barely concentrate on eating my lunch. I couldn't get over this guy and how all over the place he was. I mean, sure we've all had our fair share of awkward conversations. Sometimes we slip and say things that we don't mean or we stammer a little. We may be nervous but really!? I may not be an expert on "normalcy" but I do know these things:

1.) Even though I love hearing people call me by my name randomly in a conversation....doing it over and over again is weird and starts to feel insincere.
2.) Even when nervous, ALWAYS let the other person talk. If you ask them a question, let them finish and let the conversation flowwwww.
3.) Don't try to one-up everything the other person says. It's annoying and it just makes me want to get up and leave without saying anything or to make up bizzare stories just so I can one-up you right back. just sayin.
4.) I don't think it's necessary to prove that you love kids on the first date. That's like your date to mother your childen right there. Sure, you can say that you like kids but let's leave it at that for the first date.
5.) Slow down!

Oh but props to the kid for going on a date. Good for you ;)

D Box.

Remember seeing Avatar in 3D...oh excuse me, REAL D, and how amazing it was. The colors seemed more vibrant and I distinctly remember being so excited about feeling as though I could reach out and touch one of the seeds of Eywa. I mean, really, they were right in front of your face.

I've seen other movies in 3D since then, yes, including the JB movie but since Avatar the 3D just seems to leave me less than satisfied.

Well, forget 3D! Today the bro and I decided we were going to spend the extra cash to have a "D-Box" experience at the theater. Never heard of D box? Check out the 30 second clip below:



I think the only thing I didn't care for about the whole D box experience is the fact that there are only two rows and there are other people in regular seats watching the movie behind you. I would think that would be distracting to see the seats in front of you thrashing around but whatever. It was pretty sweet and I was so involved in the movie that I quickly forgot about the awkwardness.

Of course I don't think you need these for every movie but for a great action movie, it's really neat. Cole and I decided to see "I am Number Four" which is a great movie in itself but I really felt like I was in the movie. I felt like I was falling, I could feel thunder, the waves in the water, the aftershock of explosions and had to grab my mouth a couple of times so I wouldn't scream because I was so startled. Let's not forget to mention that when I walked out of the theater I kind of thought that I had powers. Just sayin... (but let's face the fact that I usually feel that way in movies. Just like after watching Green Hornet when I thought I could open up a can on anyone who crossed my path or in Step Up 2 and 3 when I automatically thought I was a break dancer?) Whatev. It was cool!

Aside from the D Box experience I thoroughly enjoyed this boy--Alex Pettyfer: Um. Gorgeous.

Oh and let's not forget to mention Glee's Dianna Agron as his love interest. She did a fabulous job.

Over all it was a great film and I can't wait for the next one! I recommend seeing it even if you don't go the D Box route. Just prepare yourself for some nasty looking alien people...for real.

Bieber Fever

My coworker sent this to me at work today with a note that said:

This is you :)

I don't care if everyone knows that I love JB. For the record i'm not IN love with him. I just love how talented he is and the fact that he "NEVER SAID NEVER" and reached for his goals. Wow. Cheesy. Maybe I am this girl in the pic?...I've purchased a bunch of his music, cried in his movie, watched him play in the All Star Celeb game, stayed up late last night to watch him on CSI and started calling ANY guy who wears his hood for no reason "Justin Bieber." Whatevs. The kid is super talented.

Mixing Paints.

I may not be good when it comes to painting, but I could sit and mix paints for hours. My favorite thing to do is to take pure white paint and mix small amounts of black making different shades of Grey.


I love Grey. It's always been interesting to me that there are so many different shades of Grey and that each one is so unique and beautiful.

So why, in life, do people say that there is only Black and White and no Grey areas? I mean, we know that's not true when it comes to paint. So does that mean you can choose to obey the rules a little here and a little there and sit on the edge?


Lately I've been faced with some situations in my own life and in the lives of others where i've questioned if it's OK to sit in the Grey for a while. I've come to the conclusion that I've spent most of my life working toward getting out of the Grey--the indecision. I am working toward adding the white and getting rid of some of the gunk but it's hard sometimes!


I can face the fact that no one is perfect; I'm definitely not! But I do know that there are some situations where it's got to be either you're in or you're out, you are or you're not...especially when other people's feelings are on the line (sorry, very passionate about this today!)


To those people who always seem to sit in the Grey in the most important decisions of their lives... Pull it together! You are the artist of your own life. Choose the color you want to use, commit to it and make it the best darn painting it can be. If you slip up, own it and fix it. Don't waste months or even years trying to decide what color you are going to use or being so cautious that you never take risks....If you do, you are only risking the chance to paint/create something beautiful.

Uhaul=Death.

I've always wondered what it would be like to "move home." After reaching the goal of graduating college, which I still can't believe a did about a year ago, my goal was to get a job that would prepare me for the next step in life. I'm still not sure what that is just yet but don't worry, I'm working on big things. Maybe that will lead me back home to the Treasure Valley someday, but as of yet.. that's just not in the cards.

However..The big sis Jamie has made that step with her little family. This weeked the whole family was together to help unload the 26ft Uhaul of all their "stuff." Let's just say.. good thing I don't like keeping things around because I would NEVER want to move again if I had as much stuff as they do. Yeah, yeah, I know it adds up over the years and they have a whole family they were moving, but it's crazy how much stuff you can accumulate over time!

Since James and Regan had to follow in their pickup to get the 4 Wheeler down, I guess Jamie decided it was the perfect time for Sibling bonding? No joke. All three of us piled into the uhaul and hit the road to Star, Idaho going 70 mph MAX. It was awful. I mean, I love the bro and sis but really?! We were crammed in that thing. Coles legs jammed into the dash, me in the middle with no where to rest my head and Jamie freaking out because her seatbelt kept locking. Uhaul=death.



Once we arrived it wasn't so bad. We helped them unload the uhaul into this cute little house in a Subdivision off Can Ada Road. (thank goodness for the 3 little Russian movers who packed the uhaul in Utah because we never would have been able to cram as much stuff as they did in that thing).



That was about the extent of the weekend. No kidding. I mean, sure I went to church, watched a couple of movies with the Rents, had a conversation with my grandma about "sacred parts" and other unmentionables... but that was about it! It was a quick trip and I hate that they are moving away from me. But I'm happy they they are going to be in Idaho and that they can raise their family in that area. Because, let's face it...Things just feel better in Idaho. Maybe someday I'll be back there but for now, I will just say, Congrats Jamie on the move! And dear Mom and Dad.. I'll probably be coming home more often to visit the baby.. I mean you too of course!

I feel famous knowing you.

Do you have one of those friends who you just know is going to be famous one day?

I DO!

To this friend, congrats on yesterday's success! I'm so happy for you and so glad we are such good friends. Love ya :)

I love tiny things.

I was searching for a "mini pig in a blanket" recipe for my first Layton Birthday party I'm throwing on monday (I know, who needs a recipe for that.. but I had a legit reason) and as I was typing it into google, I got to "Mini pig..." and a bunch of pictures of teacup pigs came up.

OMG.




Normally I'm opposed to house pets... I mean, I like pets, I just wouldn't want them in my home for numorous reasons (no offense to the billions of pet owners who differ) but for some reason I adore these tea cup pigs. I went through a phase a couple of years ago where I wanted one so bad. Of course I would never get one.. it goes back to the whole "house pet" thing but still. They are strangely adorable. I just want to pick one up and carry it around in my pocket.

I wish I could buy one and keep it at a friends' house or something and just go visit once a week or something. ugh! THAT would be the perfect pet scenario. That way it's getting love during the week but then I still get to enjoy it.

hmm..... I guess I'll just stick to the mini "pig in a blanket" instead.

High Expectations.

WHen I was little if someone said something rude to me I would always stomp off and go to my room or go outside for a walk...usually crying. Of course, my hope would be that the particular person who ticked my off and was rude would follow me to apologize. There were quite a few times when I would end up just falling asleep because no one came. I mean, do these people not understand me? I suppose I have high expectations. But really I think they know me but they stopped following me because I did it a lot and they were sick of playing that game with the drama queen.

Last night I ended up going to my room at like 9:30 because I was upset/ticked about something the brother said to me... dumb of course. I thought.. Oh, well maybe he will realize that I'm super ticked off and come in and apologize. Didn't happen. Again, he's been my brother for 20+ years, he knows how I am.

I fell asleep ticked but mostly because I was so easily offended and I don't like getting in tiffs with anyone. In fact, I woke up thinking that my day was going to be awful because we weren't going to talk. I was getting ready to walk out the door and I saw this...




Yes, My brother is one of my Best Friends and silly me to think that a stupid thing would last longer than one night, it never does. Sometimes we say things that we don't mean to the people who mean the most to us.. it just happens but it's reassuring to know that my family will always be there for me no matter what. They know me. They love me even though I'm crazy sometimes. I love them terribly and wouldn't be the person I am without them. They mean the world to me and nothing can and will ever change that. The end.

Happy Hour?

Today I got asked by my contact in DC if I would fly over for Happy Hour. I considered it. If only I had a private jet...and drank. Dang.

Speaking of drinking...

What was Rhinana thinking when she slipped this little number on for the grammys?



It's said to be the most controversial dress of the night. Of course it was. It was SHEER. Hmm..I loved her other dress she wore performing with Emeniem but this one....No words.

I figured wearing my red heels would show that I care.

This morning I woke up ready for a great Valentines Day. Just because I don't have a "significant other" doesn't mean it can't be Fab, right? So I slipped on the red heels, fastened my heart studded earrings real tight and pulled my hair into a side bun (yes, it's getting kind of long...) I figured it would show that I care about this day...

Even though I've been crazy busy and work today (blogging at lunch) and for a minute caught myself thinking of all of the different word alternatives for barf(there are a ton) in reference to everyone talking about their vday dates, flowers and possible proposals...I choose to only write positive things on this lovely day of Love. Here are just a couple of things I've been thinking about today that I love:

I love that my mom always sends me a Valentines Day Package which, in fact, is waiting in my mailbox for me when I get home. Mommies are the best.

I love my family and I'm excited we all get to be together this weekend!

I love my Friends... I've decided I have some of the best in the world. There's alway some kind of Drama going on in their lives but I love that we can come to eachother with anything.

I love that I have a great job that challenges me and is preparing me for a great future.

I love music.

I love being a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.

I love my Savior.

Oh and I love that my manager gave me a box of conversation hearts that says "DIVA" on the box... haha. What is that supposed to mean? LOL.

Sure, Valentines day, I'm not going to hate on you at all. I've decided that tonight I'm going to celebrate V-day by tanning after work followed with picking up dinner for the Bro and I, and watching our (I mean, MY) shows...all of which are centered on "love" of ALL kinds. See, I'm not bitter. I love, love :)

"I feel icky and just want my mom cd"

Even if you've never seen Garden State, you should really check out the soundtrack. It's probably the only album that i've listened all the way through over 100 times. No kidding. In college I mostly liked to listen to it while doing homework. There is just something about the album that is so relaxing. Yes, it's music from 2004 but it's the goods.

Now that I don't have homework (totally not complaining about it), and for some reason my body decided to go icky on me...*yes, I'm getting sick*...I've decided that this is the ultimate "I feel icky and just want my mom cd." My lack of sleep this weekend and the cold Rexburg weather could have contibuted to my sore throat and all around ickyfeeling-ness but for some reason laying in bed and putting on this cd made everything feel OK as I drifted to sleep last night...

oh and don't worry that a couple of years ago I had my first real connection with Zac Efron when I read that his favorite music was "anything from the Garden State Soundtrack." I know ladies, don't be jelly that we have something in common :)

Blame it on Olivia.

This week there was a topic on the radio that was all about Alter Egos. People called and texted in saying that when they have a little too much to drink their Alter Ego comes out...one guy called in and said that his alter ego was a asian women named Brenda. OK. Maybe they were smoking too? But really, what about the peeps who don't drink?


The whole ride to work I thought about myself and wondered if I had an alter ego I just didn't really pay attention to? Do I have a 'Sasha Fierce' or a 'Slim Shady' inside of me that tends to come out in certain situations that is a tiz out of my 'norm?' Of course I do.. I guess I just haven't embraced it by giving it a name. I didn't realize that so many people actually do!

Brittany Spears claimed, "whenever I feel like being mean or possibly bossing people around, it's kind of easier to be called Mona Lisa." hmmm...Ok, B. Spears, OK.

I've decided that I have one prominent alter ego that I wish to formally disclose and embrace for the first time: *note--If drunk people can blame their ridiculous actions on their "alter ego" then I choose to do the same... but it's just for funzies...I promise, I'm not TOTALLY crazy.*

Meet Olivia. Olivia hasn't ever been told by a doctor that she is obsessive complusive but sometimes goes through kicks where she is determined that she is. She can't STAND elictrical cords showing when they shouldn't be, wants everything to match or look close to perfect, has to do things a certain way, doesn't like clutter.. in fact she gets panicky when she's around it and is sometimes even brought to tears, and when she has her mind set on something she's set on doing them RIGHT then. She's a bit of mess. However, the good news is she's doing better. Olivia doesn't come out very often and she gets annoyed that she feels the way she does about stupid little things but really just can't help it. 2010 was the year for dominate apprerances of Olivia but she hasn't really made any big apprearance in the new year!

I don't really care for Olivia and her obsessive ways, but I'd say that we're friends. I try to support her and help her get through things when they are tough and I really do think she is doing better. I've learned things from her though... like how to put on a great party/event without the need for everything to be absoulutely perfect and without panicking. Really, I guess her and I make a great pair. She just has to be controlled every now and again. I've just taught her how important it is to just breathe!


Oh, and don't think that I'm crazy, I'm just having fun with that part of me that comes out every now and again and I really can't help it. It's not like I'm robbing banks and saying, "Oh, that wasn't me, it was Ruby... you know.. Ruby the Robber." That would be straight up crazy.

Think real hard... I know you have one too--A part of you that comes out now and again and does harmless things and you think "What the?" Give it name!

Highlights

Alright, so let's talk about some Highlights (not the highlights in my hair that NEED to be done ASAP or the highlights from the superbowl game) but the weekend highlights.

I seriously could go on and on about all of the fun that I had this weekend but instead, I will just mention the highlights:

1.) Meeting the BFF's GF. Love her and couldn't be more happy for them :)
2.) Seeing some of my favorite people in the world.
3.) Making some new friends!
4.) Mimcking Sammi from Jersey shore and secretly wishing that I had a Jersey accent for realsies.
5.) Laughing with Mariah, my Frezbian. "If I could wish for one thing, I'd wish to remember everything. *insert silence followed by extreme laughter*"
6.) Staying up late taking with Sav about drama and life in general :)
7.) Realizing that some changes are hard and seem like they are life ending, they really are the best thing.
8.) Going to a Canada Association mixer with Mandy and Cole. I've never been to Canada but can I just say that I love it.
9.) OMG, the fact that two of my best friends have good friends who can beat box and I met them both this weekend and both of their names started with a B. Seriously? There's just something about a beat boxer. I have a hint of obsession. I'm thinking that I need to change my name to something cool that starts with a B and then learning how to beat box. Do they have lessons in crap like that? If so, I'm IN :) We all know that break dancing is out of the question so my one last hope is beat boxing. It's on.
10.) My sister found out she's having a baby BOYYYY! I couldn't be more excited. Time to shop :) I've been having the weirdest baby dreams. Most of them including naming the baby and shopping for it. Now that it's confirmed to be a boy, all of my shopping dreams are that more fabulous.

uhhh if only I live NO minutes from these people. I love them. Thank goodness for fbook and texting!

omg, I just remembered an 11th highlight...

11.) Cinnimon Swirl bread for the Sacrament on Sunday. I have never in my 23 years of life seen anything like that. I mean, I've had stale bread, wheat bread, fancy multigrain but never Cinnimon Swirl and on FAST SUNDAY to say the least. For someone who was fasting and doesn't eat bread exept for at the sacrament... it was stangely phenomenal.

There are places I remember...

Today I'm making the drive to Rexburg to visit my past home of four years... these are only some of the things that I've missed that really encompass my love for that town:

However, I don't miss the freezing cold and wind.. I hope I'm prepared for that! Seriously, I can hardly wait to reminisce about good times in Rexburg, ID with GREAT friends.