The next day I stay with my aunt and cousins for a while. They went to visit family from the other side. It was slightly awkward since I didn't know them. Then Aunt Sheri got a call or text from someone. She said that Chris is on his way, he forgot to give something to them. And sure enough here he comes trotting in the door. Ok....what am I supposed to do? I can't just run up to him and say thanks for the great night. So I kind of just sit there and avoid all eye contact. After a while he leaves. Turns out he just wanted an excuse to come see me again and was pretty disappointed I didn't talk to him. We start to text back and forth throughout the day.
My mom and I leave to go back home. She really wanted to hear all the gossip of the last couple days. But I didn't want anything to do with that. I was in my own little world. I had a plan. I was breaking up with the boy back home. And I wanted to switch schools...to one that just happened to have a great dance program I could get into. And happened to be the same school Chris was going to go to. As we drove past it I asked my mom what she thought about me going there and, once again, she jumped on the opportunity. I text Chris so see if he knew there was a deadline for admissions, as it was already the end of July. One thing lead to another and my dad was at home calling the school to see what needed to be done for the transfer.
I got home and went straight to the boy back home's place and broke up with him. I honestly don't know what the reasoning was behind it, besides I wanted my freedom and he wasn't going to take me anywhere really. He wasn't going to buy me drinks from a gas station. I cried and cried and cried. Turns out I wasn't ready for that, and we got back together after a few days...if we even lasted that long. That summer we broke up a few times.
Christina and I kept texting, mainly when I was at work so boy wouldn't see and be suspicious. I told him that we were going back through to another wedding. So he told me that he and Webb would be at my aunts and we could play dance dance, since I had no idea what he was talking about.
One night right before the second wedding, I can't remember what we were talking, about but I remember thinking I can't break up with boy because no other boy would ever want someone as damaged as me. And boy, at that time, I was pretty damaged. And so I stopped talking to Chris for a while, which was probably only a day in all honesty.
I felt kind of strange telling my mom we had to stop at my Aunt Sheri's because some boys wanted to see me. But we did anyway. Chris called while we were on our way, but I didn't answer. I didn't want to make a bigger deal out of it than it already was. (which was really nothing...) Apparently he forgot the game and wanted us to pick it up on the way. So we get there and have nothing to do. They were sitting on either end of the couch with the middle open. I purposely sat on the floor next to my mom. It was awkward and nothing at all like the rodeo. I was starting to think that that was just a fluke.
Friday, April 13, 2012
Thursday, April 12, 2012
How I met your Father Part III
A rodeo sounded a lot more fun than waiting around with my mom and grandma reading Harry Potter. So I asked my mom to see if I could go. Apparently she was thrilled with the idea of me going somewhere with Webb and Chris, so off we go. I was just going to stay the night at my cousins, so they would just drop off the two of us together.
Chris drove us through the canyon to the rodeo. That was the scariest but most fun drive I think I have ever had. A few times I thought I was crazy to get into a car with some boy I hardly knew to drive in a canyon while it was raining. Especially since he was more occupied with his passengers than his driving. This was when "Hey there Delilah" was big. He sang it but changed the name to Alicia. Today, he claims that he said Haylie (my cousin who was with me). But I know the first one was Haylie, then the rest was Alicia. I know this because the song played all the time at work after this and it made me giggle.
We get to the rodeo and Haylie finds one of her friends and says she will be back. So the three of us go find a seat. I go in first, then Webb, then Chris. I can't remember a single thing about the actual goings on in the arena. We just talked. And talked. And talked. I was kinda bummed that Webb sat next to me and not Chris. Where did that feeling come from??? I know we talked about a school trip where they stopped to eat 40 miles away from where I am from. They told me that when my boyfriend asked what I did, just say I hung out with Christina and Webblina. And so, Christina and Webblina became contacts in my phone. I just remember laughing and laughing. Some of the laughter was from the oddity of the situation, some of nerves, and some of sheer fun. Haylie found us right when it was about over, naturally.
We stopped at a gas station to grab a drink before we left. I waited in line to buy mine behind them and Chris snagged it and put it on the counter with his. I was not used to someone buying me anything. It was kind of nice.
As they drove us home my mind was racing. They took a detour through a field to get to my aunts house. That was probably the best detour ever. I finally felt like a carefree teenager just hanging out. No pressure to be what I wasn't or trying to fit my life into a mold I had set for myself. I was finally free to be me. I doubt Webb has any idea just how perfect (and symbolic now that I think of it) that short turn was.
Unfortunately, we finally got home. Before I left Webb gave me a ring he folded with a dollar bill. they said something to the effect that I can wear that one instead of the ring I had from the boy back home.
I layed in bed and just relived that night. It was perfect. It was the life I always wanted. But it was over. I was going home in a day and would never see them again. ...Or so I thought.
Chris drove us through the canyon to the rodeo. That was the scariest but most fun drive I think I have ever had. A few times I thought I was crazy to get into a car with some boy I hardly knew to drive in a canyon while it was raining. Especially since he was more occupied with his passengers than his driving. This was when "Hey there Delilah" was big. He sang it but changed the name to Alicia. Today, he claims that he said Haylie (my cousin who was with me). But I know the first one was Haylie, then the rest was Alicia. I know this because the song played all the time at work after this and it made me giggle.
We get to the rodeo and Haylie finds one of her friends and says she will be back. So the three of us go find a seat. I go in first, then Webb, then Chris. I can't remember a single thing about the actual goings on in the arena. We just talked. And talked. And talked. I was kinda bummed that Webb sat next to me and not Chris. Where did that feeling come from??? I know we talked about a school trip where they stopped to eat 40 miles away from where I am from. They told me that when my boyfriend asked what I did, just say I hung out with Christina and Webblina. And so, Christina and Webblina became contacts in my phone. I just remember laughing and laughing. Some of the laughter was from the oddity of the situation, some of nerves, and some of sheer fun. Haylie found us right when it was about over, naturally.
We stopped at a gas station to grab a drink before we left. I waited in line to buy mine behind them and Chris snagged it and put it on the counter with his. I was not used to someone buying me anything. It was kind of nice.
As they drove us home my mind was racing. They took a detour through a field to get to my aunts house. That was probably the best detour ever. I finally felt like a carefree teenager just hanging out. No pressure to be what I wasn't or trying to fit my life into a mold I had set for myself. I was finally free to be me. I doubt Webb has any idea just how perfect (and symbolic now that I think of it) that short turn was.
Unfortunately, we finally got home. Before I left Webb gave me a ring he folded with a dollar bill. they said something to the effect that I can wear that one instead of the ring I had from the boy back home.
I layed in bed and just relived that night. It was perfect. It was the life I always wanted. But it was over. I was going home in a day and would never see them again. ...Or so I thought.
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
How I met your father. Part II
Princess Tara left and I went about my business. Then the reception started. I was enjoying my time with family that I don't get to see too much. At some point he was sitting with a friend and called me over. I thought it was a little strange, but whatever. Then he told me I got something on my shirt, and as I looked down he flicked my nose! Who does that??? Apparently this guy.
The reception was over and my mom and I went back to my grandmas. I was eagerly awaiting my book to come in the morning. My friend and I would have an unspoken contest to see who would finish the book first. My goal was to have it done by the end of the weekend, since I was going to have a lot of downtime.
The wedding was about an hour away from my grandma's in her backyard. It was cute and sweet. Instead of going back, we stayed in a motel room that my aunt got the day before. I read a little then my mom and I decided to go down to the pool and dip our feet in with my aunt. All of a sudden this boy and his friend were down there too giving us jolly ranchers. I thought it was odd. I found out that Princess Tara's name was Chris and his friend Webb. Chris tried to push us all in the pool, but luckily decided against it because we didn't have extra clothes for the other reception we were waiting for. They kind of waited awkwardly for us to leave then hurried out of there. As we get closer to our room, and subsequently my car, my mom and I noticed all sort of writing on it. I can't remember what exactly they wrote, but it was something to the lines of Webb is Awesome, Chris is the bomb. What is the deal with these kids? They are so strange. I kind of liked the attention. But was kind of nervous because the whole time I was there the boyfriend was texting me saying I better not talk to any boys because they will try to steal me away.
Chris and Webb left shortly after to go help set up. My aunt found Chris' phone left in the "boys room." So I took it and started texting Webb on it. I thought it was sweet because he had a picture of a temple as the background. I don't know how long it took til they figured out that I had it. Probably not very long. I should ask. But during this time, I got a random text too. Turns out I was texting Webb but Chris was intercepting it, and then he was actually texting me on someone else's phone.
We get to the reception and he snags his phone right away. There was supposed to be dancing a little bit later in the evening, and my Grandma was set on me dancing with one of the many boys out there. I tried to ignore her promptings because I already had a boy. I didn't need to dance with one of them. All of a sudden Chris, Webb, and I think a few others ran past me. I asked what they were doing, and they told me to come with them.
Outside was the car of the newly married couple. I figured out where the paint came from that was on my car. We wrote on their windows. They thought it was funny to put tampons all over...I don't really know why that's funny. And put a thong on the rear view mirror. I'm sure there were other things involved, but that's all I remember. I was the official writer on the car, and the boys did all the rest.
After we were done I stayed back and hung out with my mom. Then out of the blue, Webb came up to me and asked me to dance. It was awkward. What was more awkward, is that I was glad it was him and not Chris because I had a feeling he was starting to get a thing for me. And that's the last thing I needed.
It started to rain and the reception got cut a little bit short. My cousin's sister wanted to go to a rodeo in town with Chris and Webb. A rodeo sounded kind of fun....
The reception was over and my mom and I went back to my grandmas. I was eagerly awaiting my book to come in the morning. My friend and I would have an unspoken contest to see who would finish the book first. My goal was to have it done by the end of the weekend, since I was going to have a lot of downtime.
The wedding was about an hour away from my grandma's in her backyard. It was cute and sweet. Instead of going back, we stayed in a motel room that my aunt got the day before. I read a little then my mom and I decided to go down to the pool and dip our feet in with my aunt. All of a sudden this boy and his friend were down there too giving us jolly ranchers. I thought it was odd. I found out that Princess Tara's name was Chris and his friend Webb. Chris tried to push us all in the pool, but luckily decided against it because we didn't have extra clothes for the other reception we were waiting for. They kind of waited awkwardly for us to leave then hurried out of there. As we get closer to our room, and subsequently my car, my mom and I noticed all sort of writing on it. I can't remember what exactly they wrote, but it was something to the lines of Webb is Awesome, Chris is the bomb. What is the deal with these kids? They are so strange. I kind of liked the attention. But was kind of nervous because the whole time I was there the boyfriend was texting me saying I better not talk to any boys because they will try to steal me away.
Chris and Webb left shortly after to go help set up. My aunt found Chris' phone left in the "boys room." So I took it and started texting Webb on it. I thought it was sweet because he had a picture of a temple as the background. I don't know how long it took til they figured out that I had it. Probably not very long. I should ask. But during this time, I got a random text too. Turns out I was texting Webb but Chris was intercepting it, and then he was actually texting me on someone else's phone.
We get to the reception and he snags his phone right away. There was supposed to be dancing a little bit later in the evening, and my Grandma was set on me dancing with one of the many boys out there. I tried to ignore her promptings because I already had a boy. I didn't need to dance with one of them. All of a sudden Chris, Webb, and I think a few others ran past me. I asked what they were doing, and they told me to come with them.
Outside was the car of the newly married couple. I figured out where the paint came from that was on my car. We wrote on their windows. They thought it was funny to put tampons all over...I don't really know why that's funny. And put a thong on the rear view mirror. I'm sure there were other things involved, but that's all I remember. I was the official writer on the car, and the boys did all the rest.
After we were done I stayed back and hung out with my mom. Then out of the blue, Webb came up to me and asked me to dance. It was awkward. What was more awkward, is that I was glad it was him and not Chris because I had a feeling he was starting to get a thing for me. And that's the last thing I needed.
It started to rain and the reception got cut a little bit short. My cousin's sister wanted to go to a rodeo in town with Chris and Webb. A rodeo sounded kind of fun....
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
How I met your father. Part 1
Yesterday at work I had a student follow me around. He wasn't scared to get in there, which was nice and had lots of questions. One, non CNA related was how I met my husband. I only got half way through the real story, but it got me thinking...one day Zoey is going to ask us. So I better get it down before any more details fade. It is hard to believe that we have spent 5 Christmases together already. Shortly after baby is born we will have our 4th anniversary. 4 years ago I was knee deep in wedding stuff. Goodness gracious, life goes by fast. Anyway, here is part 1 of a potentially never ending series.
How I Met Your Father Part I
I was going to my cousins wedding. They were a year younger than me, and just out of high school. Everyone was making a big deal about it, but I didn't see the problem. I had a ring on my finger as well. Only we were no where close to actually getting married. I'm glad I was smart enough to realize that.
The wedding was to take place down where my mom grew up, which to city people is the middle of nowhere. I was in a dilemma, the last Harry Potter book was to come out the day of the wedding. I wouldn't have time to go buy it, even if there had been a store I could buy it at. And so I preordered it online and had it shipped to my Grandmas. Problem solved. Go me!
I was my aunt's "personal assistant" and did all her running around and just tried to keep her calm. the night before the wedding was a reception. So that morning, I went down to help. I was wearing my favorite purple tank top and shorts. We got there and Aunt Sheri asked where all the boys were to help move chairs and tables. They were late. My cousin had all of his closest friends in his wedding party, and they were all supposed to be there to help. Finally they showed up and did their thing and I continued to do mine. We got some things down, and my uncle made hamburgers for everyone there for lunch. I ate with one of my cousins and there were a few of the boys sitting at the table too. My cousin made fun of one of the boy's shirt. It was a hot pink one that someone wrote Princess Tara on. I thought it was kind of odd, but apparently it was funny.
Princess Tara boy had to leave to get a hair cut. I said that my mom could do it if he waited. But my mom was late, and he was in a hurry. ...little did we know at the time that this was his first glimpse of my mother's time management skills.
Part Two can be read here.
How I Met Your Father Part I
I was going to my cousins wedding. They were a year younger than me, and just out of high school. Everyone was making a big deal about it, but I didn't see the problem. I had a ring on my finger as well. Only we were no where close to actually getting married. I'm glad I was smart enough to realize that.
The wedding was to take place down where my mom grew up, which to city people is the middle of nowhere. I was in a dilemma, the last Harry Potter book was to come out the day of the wedding. I wouldn't have time to go buy it, even if there had been a store I could buy it at. And so I preordered it online and had it shipped to my Grandmas. Problem solved. Go me!
I was my aunt's "personal assistant" and did all her running around and just tried to keep her calm. the night before the wedding was a reception. So that morning, I went down to help. I was wearing my favorite purple tank top and shorts. We got there and Aunt Sheri asked where all the boys were to help move chairs and tables. They were late. My cousin had all of his closest friends in his wedding party, and they were all supposed to be there to help. Finally they showed up and did their thing and I continued to do mine. We got some things down, and my uncle made hamburgers for everyone there for lunch. I ate with one of my cousins and there were a few of the boys sitting at the table too. My cousin made fun of one of the boy's shirt. It was a hot pink one that someone wrote Princess Tara on. I thought it was kind of odd, but apparently it was funny.
Princess Tara boy had to leave to get a hair cut. I said that my mom could do it if he waited. But my mom was late, and he was in a hurry. ...little did we know at the time that this was his first glimpse of my mother's time management skills.
Part Two can be read here.
Monday, April 2, 2012
Eventful Weekend
I celabrated my birthday on Friday. My dad was real excited because IFA was supposed to get a big shipment in of lots of baby chickens, and he wanted Zoey to go see them. So he said we will go on your birthday and go out to lunch. Z and I got ready early in the morning...ok, so maybe it was more like 10...and went to my Grandma's to pick up my mom. (she lives there at the moment. But my parents are still married. Its a complicated arrangement they got going on.) She still had to get ready, so she took Zoey downstairs to "help." While I ended up taking an hour nap on the couch. It was great. Then we went to my dad's. And he still had who knows what to get ready. So I got to watch my discovery health chanel, which I love but don't get at home. So that was great too. This whole time Zoey kept saying "baby chickens! baby chickens!"
We finally got there. And as excited as Zoey was, she really didn't like the baby chickens. She actually was kind of scared of them. It was kinda funny. She didn't mind the baby ducks or bunnys though. They have these quail there that were probably the size of a quarter. They were so tiiiiiiiiny. And cute. Apparently you keep them in an aquarium. Interesting. But whatev.
By the time we get out of there it is already 3, so we just get hamburgers on our way and eat them at his house. By 4 Chris is calling to say he will be home in an hour and to get ready because he wanted to take me to Salt Lake for dinner. It takes a while to get everything ready to go (do you see a patern with my family. Its no wonder I was always late to things growing up.) And for some reason I get home at 5:30. Chris is upset that it took so long. By this time I was just tired and didn't really feel like going out to eat. But he told me we are going because he is leaving in a couple days (more on that later). And we drive and drive.
Turns out he planned a surprise dinner at Joe's Crab Shack! We walk in and there were some friends, and a little while some balloons. Charlotte and Brittany got stuck in traffic. They were supposed to be there before me. I was so surprised. It was a great night.
Saturday Chris had to work. But I had lunch with a few friends I hadn't seen in a long time. It was super nice. Zoey was being a goof like always and shaking her head vegerously whenever they talked to her. Silly thing. Chris got home and we had dinner at my Grandma's. It was a nice night there too. Zoey loves helping her get ready for bed. She knows every single thing she does. Which is a lot. She even got a little tooth flosser thing in a bag. She was in heaven. She even had to sleep with the flosser. It was pretty funny.
Oh! And I got a letter back from the DATC. I am an alternate for the nursing program. Finally not a rejection letter...but not an acceptance letter either. So I just have more waiting to see if I get in.
Sunday was our relax and watch Confrence day.
And so there you have it. My weekend in a nutshell.
On a side note, I only have 2 more chemistry assignments and 1 more test and I'm done with that class. And I have a paper and 2 quizes for microbiology and I'm done there. And it looks like I might get decent grades in it. So if I don't get in this time, I'm a shoe in for Spring.
We finally got there. And as excited as Zoey was, she really didn't like the baby chickens. She actually was kind of scared of them. It was kinda funny. She didn't mind the baby ducks or bunnys though. They have these quail there that were probably the size of a quarter. They were so tiiiiiiiiny. And cute. Apparently you keep them in an aquarium. Interesting. But whatev.
By the time we get out of there it is already 3, so we just get hamburgers on our way and eat them at his house. By 4 Chris is calling to say he will be home in an hour and to get ready because he wanted to take me to Salt Lake for dinner. It takes a while to get everything ready to go (do you see a patern with my family. Its no wonder I was always late to things growing up.) And for some reason I get home at 5:30. Chris is upset that it took so long. By this time I was just tired and didn't really feel like going out to eat. But he told me we are going because he is leaving in a couple days (more on that later). And we drive and drive.
Turns out he planned a surprise dinner at Joe's Crab Shack! We walk in and there were some friends, and a little while some balloons. Charlotte and Brittany got stuck in traffic. They were supposed to be there before me. I was so surprised. It was a great night.
Saturday Chris had to work. But I had lunch with a few friends I hadn't seen in a long time. It was super nice. Zoey was being a goof like always and shaking her head vegerously whenever they talked to her. Silly thing. Chris got home and we had dinner at my Grandma's. It was a nice night there too. Zoey loves helping her get ready for bed. She knows every single thing she does. Which is a lot. She even got a little tooth flosser thing in a bag. She was in heaven. She even had to sleep with the flosser. It was pretty funny.
Oh! And I got a letter back from the DATC. I am an alternate for the nursing program. Finally not a rejection letter...but not an acceptance letter either. So I just have more waiting to see if I get in.
Sunday was our relax and watch Confrence day.
And so there you have it. My weekend in a nutshell.
On a side note, I only have 2 more chemistry assignments and 1 more test and I'm done with that class. And I have a paper and 2 quizes for microbiology and I'm done there. And it looks like I might get decent grades in it. So if I don't get in this time, I'm a shoe in for Spring.
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