have your cake and eat it too!

Its been while.............

2006-11-17T19:14:00.000-08:00

I've almost given up on this little blog of mine. My life has been so hectic between working at the dental clinic and then coming home to spread out on the couch. Truth be told; I just think that none reads it anymore.
Almost all my friends have converted to the myspace religion or just pass back and forth emails.

So heres a brief update so far of what's going on:

TODAY: 11-17-06

Its a freakin friday and unlike last week's friday where I got stuck with giant girls, and stupid ass kids today was slowers and less hectic. We had Dr. Anderson today and he usually dosen't make me feel nervous while working. But the day never goes without a few little set backs. One of the dental assistants left waaayyyy early today. She had to leave to attend some matter of talking to the school principle about her kid. I dunno what the matter was but everyone knew it wasn't a serious issue. We were really busy at that time and could have definatly used her help. Though the woman is kind she is usually making phone calls or leaves early constantly. Which ends up with us finishing work we need help on.
I didn't dare voice myself because I'm still fairly new and I don't have the standing to to do anything anyway.
With that, our UltraClave (the machine that heat-cleans the dental tools) started leaking, which we reported to dr. but he shrugged it off. Which in turn made noelia mad etc etc etc. It just dosen't end good basically. Sighs.

The past few days have been interesting though. It seems like cold sores have been popping up on every unclean person lately. I had one girl who came in with them, but I swear it looked like she had foot and mouth disease. It was really sick, but not only that the sores made her teeth yellow as if she hadn't brushed in days.

Then yesterday, we had a 13 year old girl getting restorative work done (fancy word for: fillings). So I come in the room thinking that they are done, and I'm ready to help clean the room. So I walk in and what do i see? I first saw the back of the girl's head and it was like covered in slime. I thought "what the hell happened?" Maybe a cap or somthing from the suction burst........as I'm looking at her, I see the hygenist walk in with my air room spray and none seemed very friendly.
Later to find out the girl basically puked all over herself when she had a rubber dam on her mouth. The girl didn't even bother signalling that she had to puke or somthing. She just barffed all over herself. It was such a stupid and ambarassing move.

But it is becoming very interesting seeing who will top the next fainting or puking or some other dumb excuse.

What I do find more of what I'm doing is holding kids down. A few weeks ago we had one boy who was such a ****** brat. I was so angery with this kid I wanted to murder him myself. He was definatly old enough to know that everything was ok. So after some balling like a baby the hygenist gave up and for good reason to. We then brought in the Dr. So we lay him back..........he starts screaming at the top of his lungs causing the ladies at the desk to even look in.
It ended up taking 4 assistants to just hold him down so dr. could numb him to take out a simple babytooth. Not only screaming, but he starts spiting on dr. I couldn't believe the amount of dis respect. So we kindaly raise the chair, he ends up pushing dr. and the assistant and ends it with calling him the devil. ******* Kid. I came out of that room just soaked in sweat and red faced cause of the heat in the room.

The second hold down I've down wasn't too bad. The kid usually dosen't get it or knows what's going to happen. So as we put the chair down, then comes the fight. Thankfully this little girl wasn't very strong. It was just holding down her knees. But when it comes to screaming..................holy crap some kid's can get fucking loud!

Some days its not so bad working at the clinic. It really just depends on who I'm working with and the stress level of what's going on. I just truly hope that I will be able to stay there a little longer than what I'm required of. So keep the prayers. God knows best.

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2006-10-27T18:38:00.000-07:00

I am so fucking stressed.

I'm starting to hate my job. Just when I think I'm made a teeny accomplishment or maybe making a good impression on my co-workers or boss. It just seems to all but come down and crush me to bits.

Today, was hectic. I don't know how it got to be so hectic but obviously according to one of my co-works I wasn't good the best job.

If I was working at starbucks and got yelled at for being too slow, I probably wouldn't care so much for doing a so-called crappy job.

But since I'm dealing with actual people and their health...................its a massive difference.

So let me please take the time to let all of you know that I have alot of respect for the patients and doing a good job.

I'm still fairly new and trying to learn how to do things.

Its definatly not easy trying to clean somone's teeth in less than 7 minutes, especially if they have plaque and crap all over their teeth, or when you have a full house of people.

The girls just seem to get mad at me or don't have the patience for me whenever we get a full load in. I just am trying to do my best with things and cleaning the patient.

Most likely at this point your wondering............well heather how long does it take YOU to clean teeth anyway?

It all depends on how much crap has been decomposing in the person's mouth really.

Trust me on this, the one thing dentists will definatly give you hell about is if you've left any plaque on a patient's teeth. They almost give a look of digust at you.

So after many scoldings before I am doing much better with cleaning the teeth out, but appearantly I'm still taking too long.

Its not the easiest thing to do especially if you have a overly ambitious or freaked out child on your hands.

So with that, one of the head assistants said that I needed to speed things up and that the other girl's are picking up my slack. She said she had been meaning to tell me for some time but didn't know how I was going to take it.

I doubt she had fear that I would blow up on her, most likely think I'm a fragie creature and break down probably. Although at some point in the day I did want to just push myself in a corner alone for a time.

But I was more offended by the fact that she thinks that I am purposely trying to be slow.

I don't know what kinda fucked up thinking that is..........but its totally wrong because I've pushed myself alot.

At least now I get to de-stress for a little while before entering the fucked up work zone again

I get stuff.............Lots of stuff!!!

2006-10-22T08:44:00.000-07:00

OHMYGOODNESS I FINALLY DID IT!!!

I GOT PICTURES ON HERE!

..............and I thought blogger hated me!

Well anyway, so I had to show everyone what I recieved in the latest swap I participated in on http://www.craftster.org

It was the oh-so mod Romeo + Juliet swap.

My partner: aka Knitty McKnitKnit sent me the awsomest ( don't I sound like a blonde here) knit purse with Lamour stitched on it. I adore this thing.

I also got some neat little necklaces I can switch around with. They're made from dominos and I think they are mod podged with pictures from the movie.

Of course it came with a neat little (i think shrinky dink?) key ring and a beaded nacklace that unfortunatly broke in the mail. Sighs.

In all I loved every piece. I wish my partner recieved my package awhile ago,but due to postal misunderstandings I've had to mail out waaay late. Somthing which I'm not too proud of.

~Cheers~

I'm feeling sick and blue....oh yeah I have a thing for Scotsman

2006-10-16T20:01:00.000-07:00

Today was bad.

Really bad.

Okay not THAT bad, but close.

Everyone has been getting sick alot at work and it just puts so much more work on the other person. I got first hand expierence with that today.

This morning it was me and two other assistants. Our head dental assistant was out, then the other was coming in late because her daughter was sick and our hyigenist was out as well due to illness.

Its from all these damned kids coughing on us.

I think I've had more kids try to gag and cough on me today since I've started the job. Gross.

Not only that but I've been having awful digestive problems, my stomach and digestive just feels horrible. I about wanted to keel over and throw up today. Actually I almost did while on lunch break at the park trying to get some rest.

I don't know whats wrong with me, but i have a pretty reason what the causes are. Its a time like this that I have to just ask God to take away the misery. Cause only He can.

So after lunch I just drugged along and didn't plan on taking much crap from kids. So after work was done I was ready to celebrate and I did that in a most ghetto way: I dumped off my garbage I've been hauling in a car and then went to walmart.

So now here I am, venting as usual................and uerrmmmm daydreaming about marrying a hot scot man and living in the U.K.

Oh hey, I also spilling hot hot tea onto my lap on the couch. I nearly burned certain areas. We'll leave it at that.

So anyway, I gotta let my poor body rest now.

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Could he be any more of an Ass hole? Yep he could!

2006-10-13T18:57:00.000-07:00

Normally I try not to lead such a miserable complaining life but its when I let somone in and allow them to have control over me and my emotions is when it gets frustrating.

I just finished a stressful week of school screenings at work and am looking forward to another paycheck.

Which leads me to my next vent;

It all started with the internet. Stupid internet.

I couldn't connect to it in the living room, which I promptly complained and asked dad if he could kindly put a line in my room, that way I could keep my wires out of the way and not have such a mess and privacy.

He said he could probably do the job, but thus began his complaint that I'm on the net waaay too long.

Well, considering we are still using a 56k modem, and have only one line in the house...........ahem.

There is no point in trying to pursuade him to upgrade because he uses the net probably only an hour or two a week if less.

Of course being a studious gal and my very life is connected to the computer its like my personal LIFE MACHINE! It keeps me ALIVE!!!!! yesssss

So okay we get into a fight about the internet and how he thinks that me having a phone line is in there for my convienence etc. blah blah blah..........

*******Then quiet*******

Then I make the stupid mistake of asking my father later how a cell phone I'm looking at to purchase. BIG MISTAKE! MUCHOS GRANDE MISTAKE!!

He says I shouldn't even be buying a phone because I need to pay off my car and save up for a new one. He continues to say how shamful I am because I haven't paid off my car to my gradparents. I've only got about $300-$400 left on it.

He says I don't need one, and I counter the argument with, well winter is coming up and that i need it in case of an accident or I need help.

He says: I offered to get you a phone awhile ago for emergencies ONLY!

Well thats kinda dumb because I know I'd end up with the cheapest-ass phone ever, not only that but i would most likely be monitored on my calls.

Well damn, I can't ask mom to get milk from the store for me after all.....gee cause my dad is a born retard.

I just get so frsutrated with his behavior and then he wonders why I act the way I do. Umm hello, child= mirror image. At least almost to a degree.

My priorites are just confused most likely. Its such a mess.

Usually if the parents don't recognize the problem(s) its the child that is the first too. It comes out in some way, shape, or form.

Either way, no matter if I pay off my car, its not good enough. I still need to buy a newer car. Then after that they will say I need to move out.

Its always somthing.

No doubt the best solution to this is to just plain move outta there. But, I just don't see myself living on less than $400 a month. You look at rent, food, gas, and all that crap and man it adds up so much.

So la-de-dah.

I think I'm decomposing

2006-10-07T08:53:00.000-07:00

I think my body is slowly self destructing itself from the inside out.
I really do believe its from a good combo of stress and the x-ray waves at work. We constantly take x-rays and I think at this point my reproductive system might be demolished. Not say thats its okay, but its not like I wanted to have kids the natural way anyway.
Seriously, my body aches all over, and everything feels like its inflamed from the inside. OUCH my poor intestines!

No, its not appendicites, cause I'd be in a heck of alot more pain.

So here I am sitting on the couch, trying not to feel as bad for myself as I probably want to.

Work has been killer, between jumping around with x-ray waves, running all over the place to clean, and then cram my poor brain with more information to memorize with things and people and how to sterilize stuff. Its like.........MY BODY NEED TO BREAK APART!

I now understand why most americans are addicted to pain killers. I need to just move out or move to the mediterrian for a few months. Thank God for those lazy europeans right? haha

With work, comes humor. Like this past wednesday when we have our morning staff meeting. Its all the assistants, hygenist, dr, and the front office ladies. Right in the middle, I heard this sound. It sounded like a fart but I wasn't sure until Dr. gave it away and said "oops excuse me". I tried so hard not to smile and laugh cause if I looked at his face I would have burst. I thought, man thats gotta be humilating, but still I felt like he sorta deserved the embarassment anyway. HAHAHA.
Oh yeah, I also got $40 bonus cash from him as well for G.A. week. CHA-CHING!!!

If there is one thing to win me over with its lots and lots and lots of cash n' stuff. Cause............I like stuff. Don't worry its not like I'd ever marry some jerk or old ugly man for it. My good side would win over it.

So umm what else....................I'm just lucky to have made some alliances at work now. It truly does feel like survivor there. To outwit and outplay yourself really.

Some days can get so stressful, with whiney screaming kids, to the dr. getting frustrated that I haven't still fully memorized charting etc. Those are the days when I'm ready to cry. Luckily I've got some great ladies who kinda pat me on my back and say "there, there".

Alright so thats whats keeping you up to date in Heather's World. Thank you to all my special readers who take probably maybe 5 minutes out of your llife to check up on my little exsistance.

chaio babes~

Bad Boring Day

2006-10-02T13:13:00.000-07:00

Well okay, I had planned to work out but I was feeling a bit crappy about alot of things so I did what most normal women do on their days off.........just crash out.
As I laid around for half the morning I starting snooping. My favorite and best past time. Luckily my mom's side of the family always has been known for having a juicy past. Not as entertaining as Anna Nicole Smith, but at least its more on the normal scale.
So I knew my grammie (mum's mother) had written up her life's story/memories up along with a full history of our familia.

So heres how far we go back or at least the farthest we've gotten:

William Pettipoole 1565-1570 Middlesex Co. England.

Thats the farthest that was dated back so far. One things I've noticed is that with all the thick and thin relatives..........its our nose. Its not a big nose but not small. Its like medium thick. My dad somtimes tells me that I have a hughes nose. Not that it matters at all.

So here I am reading a bit out my grans earliest memories and expierences etc. I always knew they were "okies" or migrant workers from Oaklahoma. True southerners but definatly not hicks. Just hard working poor people. My grammie grew up towards the end of the depression "dust bowl" era of the 1930's. They moved all over the southwest, eventually trekking to california like many other farmers looking for a better life. Turns out they camped out in alot goverment camps, were ridiculed alot,
one story in particular was when most of her family was staying at a goverment camp for migrant workers and her aunt Ruby usually entertained most nights with dominos and music for everyone after work when a car kept driving by the houses and splattering mud over the houses. My aunt Ruby took care of that by placing a board with nails out on the road and sure enough the car never returned.

Another re-occuring theme throughout my granmother's memories was that of decipline. We all know that those actions of parents in the early 21st century were practically child abuse. But one memory of hers made me laugh with shock. Appearantly my grammie had a bad case of wetting her pants and then laughing about it. Her mother had enough of that, so the next time she did that her mother (my great-grandmother) made her wear her wet underwear on her head until her father got home to see and probably get a spanking. Luckily that didn't happen, but she never wet her pants again.
Obviously now that would be child abuse today, but imagining my poor grammie as a child with wet underpants on her head is well yeah.......

So with that to make a long life story short, they eventually move up in the chain of life, my grammie meets my grandpa (popo/byron) while working at a movie theather. He joins up in the navy stationed in Hawaii during the Korean War, She eventually flies over the pacific to marry him----------they have blissful years in hawaii-------------they return to San Fransisco where she gives birth to my mom (kay) in a taxi on the Oakland Bay bridge. It wasn't until a about a month later did my grandfather see my mum.

and thats a VERY BRIEF story of the life of my grammie. I'm very grateful to have a rich history and stories. so far.

Crotch Coffee Mug

2006-10-02T08:47:00.000-07:00

Who wouldn't want a coffee mug nestled right between your legs? What person wouldn't want a classy gift like that?

I'll I'm gonna say is; I know some people will probably get more pleasure outta this thing than I would.

http://thelermonthupton.com

CHEERS!

I get verbally abused

2006-09-30T21:30:00.000-07:00

Well my peeps the first post didn't turn out because my papa had to use to the phone so I got everything. Sheesh.

So your wondering what the heck happened to me today then hence the title; well basically I got a verbal attack from my old boss beki (Hofengarten gallery).

So its been a pretty crappy week for me anyway, the stress level working at the dental clinic has been HIGH+++++ so that didn't help much today. After coming back home from Costco me and mum decided to get some chinese eats then head over to my old workspot to pick up my kitten from Lynette (gracious lady by the way) who kept it for me until it got healthy.

So my mum and I go in, lynette runs home to pick up the kitten, I decide to be kind and say hello to my boss.

BIG MISTAKE!!!!

She didn't seem very happy in the first place.

So I got in and tell her that I was there to pick up my new kitten. Then begins the interrogation.

She starts to grill me about how I'm going to care for my kitten and where its going to stay etc.

(a little side note, my boss is majorly into saving animals, which is fine, but she would take it to the level of rescuing an animal over a human being)

So, okay she starts to interogate me on the well-being of how my care of this kitten will be.

I told her I had plans to keep it safely in our barn.

For some reason she thought that I would drop the kitten in the barn, no protection or heat etc.

That insulted me so much, how dare she tell me that I don't care for my animals or not know how to protect them. If I could keep my kitten or cats in the house I would but I can't because my dad dosen't allow it. I've lost kittens in some terrible ways (torn by pickup engines/kitty with broken legs mauled by a dog) that just broke my heart in bits.

Even then we tried to keep them in cages.

No doubt she would blame me for their death.

So anyway, she proceeds to tell me very firmly that if I put the kitten in the barn it will die, she says how "upset" she is over this and how I didn't consider this at all.

After all that, I mumbled some excises about putting the kitty in the basement, its true I didn't think about how small the little thing really is and the basement inside probably is the best option but even that didn't satisfy my boss.

She beings to state how it should be sleeping with me in my bed, with the kitty liter box in my room also.

I'm really not so keen on having my room smell like poo when I sleep. Again I AM NOT AGAINST THE CAT. ITS THE POO PEOPLE! BIG DIFFERENCE! PPPOOOOOPPPP.

So after being attack for awhile my mum saunters in, gets a little taste of what happened, didn't bother defending me, but she did have some shocked look on her face what my boss was ranting about at me.

After getting more lectured and insulted, lynette comes back with the kitten and beki continues to say that I have no right to just take the kitten and un-do all the work that lynette did in taking care of the kitten if I put it in the barn.

Un-do her work? I appreciated all of lynette's patience and kindness of the kitten.

For some stupid reason my boss thinks that I am INTENTIONALLY trying to hurt this kitten.

I kept telling her no, but she looked at me point blank and said "your going to do it anyway aren't you? I know you are".

Can you get anymore rude than that? What the hell?! How dare she say such things to me like I'm not a fit to take care of this animal.

I'm sorry that I wasn't raised to coddle my animals, I love animals but I just wasn' raised or allowed to have any animals. I always resented that. So don't tell me that I'm unfit or don't care about those things.

Biggest bunch of crap I had ever had said to me.

So there I was faced with a decsion. Take kitty have my boss call PETA on me? or leave the kitten to lynette.

I decided it best to leave it with lynette NOT JUST BECAUSE my boss acted like an ass, but because I truly did love that kitten and didn't want to risk it not suriving the winter.

After we left my heart was so full of anger, unforgivness, and sadness that I had to give up my kitten because of that whole situation.

I still struggle with it, I want to let go and forgive but it always creeps back up on me and I feel like I truly haven't nor want to frogive if that makes sense to anyone.

So at this point, I think I've officially severed all ties with ever working with beki at Hofengarten. I think she went home tonight and told her husband all about it and then had a bad day because of me.

LOL.

Yes well, I don't give a crap.

My Life as a Dental Assistant: The Beginning

2006-09-25T18:48:00.000-07:00

Well I just started my first full week of work. Like as in working full time.

I've never done this before.......I mean work full time.

This is good expierence for me........dispite the fact I have no idea what the heck I'm doing or why.

Anyway so to get everyone up to date, the office is hiring yet another dental assistant. Only this time this girl has actual expierence etc. I felt like such a dummy because although this chick was already working as a dental assistant, she came on her first day here and was already cleaning teeth etc.

Me; I just sit and watch.

PA-THE-TIC!!!

So today was suppose to be Dr. Rodriguez day to work at the clinic. Remember he's the sorta rude doctor who walks like a fag.

Well anyway I was totally blessed by God this whole week and have Dr. Jim ( nice dr. ) instead. So that gives me some time to learn the whole charting thing.

I HATE CHARTING!!!!

So today was Monday which means: MEGGA BUSYNESS!

Its not so bad when you always have somthing to do or clean up. The hard part is when I get a child under the age of 5 and starts freaking out widly.

Like oh say....today for example. I got one big little chunker today.

I should have seen it coming anyway, just looking at his mother whose boobe were practically falling out on her shirt and then I was able to get a clear view of her son's tattoo'd name on her boob.

So, as I tried to clean this kid's teeth, he didn't open, kept hitting me, and then decided to scream literally at the top of his lungs.

Seriously, I understand being scared at that age........but parents, you need to buck up and strap your kids down otherwise they will attack us humble workers.

Lemme tell you all, this little chunky chunker tried to swat me and the dr. I had never seen or heard such a display of just well......hostility. I think if the parents would sit the kids down and explain to them whats going to happen beforehand and reassure the kiddo that nothing bad is going to happen to them, then it should ease up at least a bit.

Anyway, so besides being majorly stressed out from work, at least I have my lunch breaks to look forward to. I'm starting to find such true appreciation of it now. For the past 2 years I've practically had an all-day lunch break. Ah those were the days........

Anyway I will continually up date you all on all my ramblings and happenings at the dental clinic.

Overwhelmed and Undereducated

2006-09-18T21:49:00.000-07:00

I nearly backed out today.

I had second thoughts.

I made up many reasons to back out of this new job.

Its not like they didn't warn me that from time to time the job would get tough.

I just got intimidated today would be the best way to describe it.

We had a different doctor on the premise today and I actually had him work on my teeth before many many years ago.

Anyway if you all don't know by now I'm working as a dental assistant now. I'm still learning and am a idiot at things.......like charting.

Its tough to memorize all the teeth and then learn the surfaces and stuff OMG!

So I would clean somone's teeth and buzz the doctor to come in, and of course I already feel awful for not knowing right off the bat what he says or wants me to write down and I he just gave me this look of like.........OH GOD, Okay gimme the chart cause I know you can't do it.

I'm not paranoid, I just know how most doctors think. In my expierence the ones who usually take the time to tell you about somthing or help are usually the nicest.

The ones who become passive and kinda ignore you.......well you know what those are.

At least I can give good props to most of the girls that work there. Even when busy they are considerate with me and questions. So props to them.

Well back to today. The morning rush was hard. I'm not used to being at work by 8 am and going through a maddening rush. After the run-in with the doctor I was so ready for lunch.

I just wanted to go off and cry almost, I just wonder if this job is still really right for me. The answer so far is no. I don't see myself ever doing this again.

But I had to take deep breathes and pray and figured I can't back out now because they are depending on me. Even if I do suck.

I Am Freaking Out Badly!

2006-09-16T18:03:00.000-07:00

Freaking out has easily become a second nature to me. Almost as naturally as breathing and eating large amounts of bread and fruit.
Its just not good.
I actually told my boss (beki) today while working at Hofengarten that I had to quit because of a new job offer. I can't tell you how badly I was shaking with fear all over that should woulld blow up on me. So I prayed and begged God to let me know if I should take the final step and make it offical and pursue this temp job as a dental assistant.
And even though I didn't quiet hear God's voice, I did feel that God would always take care and be there for me no matter the situation. Particularly this one. I also prayed that my boss wouldn't freak out on me. Least not too badly.

And so....dare I say it.....she took it very well. I was floored.

Truly I am sad to leave the store. Its been fun working there, meeting some interesting women, learning how to decorate, and my 30% discount. Sighs. I miss those days.

But with that, I get a whole new slug of responsibiltes. And I'm petriffied......terrified....and just all around overwhelmed with fear that I shall fail at this.
But..........but I will put my faith and trust and pray my little heart out to God on this. Its gonna be a long hard road, but I think if I truly make an effort at this I can do it.

But I'm still having some minor stress attacks on the side though.

Me so tired.....fat and lazy

2006-09-15T21:19:00.000-07:00

Wow, I still have some readers. Some personally devoted people. Well it means lots to me because it dosen't make me feel like the most pathetic blogger on the net. Meh.
So uhhh today was good.
Its cause I got LOTS OF STUFF!!!! YyyyyyyEeeeeAAAHHHHHHHHH
First, I got my birthday package from my gal pal Sonila from Albania. Even though it took about 6 months to get to me.....I still took a few bites of the cherry&apple "cake"? It was dry, probably from all the shipping, but it was interesting reading the ingrediants list.
Then I got some mystery flowers, but I have a pretty good guess who they came from because the message written on the card had been misspelled and jumped all over the place. But I dunno know anyone with an initial of C.

OOOOhhhhh Ho Hum, I'm still freaking out about working at the dental clinic. I'm afraid I will fumble with somthing and they will just end up firing me. I'm worried I'll screw myself over again or wont be fast enough for them. They have these weekly staff meetings and those things make me so nervous. Its like being put on the spot 10xxxxx

I just pray that this is somthing that is God's will, but at the same time I don't want to just end up taking on this new job only to find myself unemployed again. Thats how it was with the first dental clinic, but dentist was just a weird, ego-tistical person. I had to memorize so much crap as well from drill bits to other minor things.

Anyway I plan to memorize all the charting terms this weekend and the restorative tools etc. Practice my little heart and brains out because I know if I don't push myself to beyond the limits then I will fail. So typical of Americans. I should soooooo reside in France. The lazy man's country. Actually Mexico would be the first rather.

Its Offical!!!

2006-09-14T18:41:00.000-07:00

Yes, I'm married people!!!!

Well kinda,

Its more like I'm getting a divorce and a marriage at the same time. Yep, I'm divorcing, or ahem separating if you will from Hofengarten, and engaged to Community Dental as a Dental Assistant.
Its scary. I'm scared out of my life that I will suck like the worst person in the world there, but I somhow have some faith that I can do this as long as everyone is friendly and patient. Most of the time.

LUV LUV

I Feel Like an Animal Being Teased With Food

2006-09-13T15:12:00.000-07:00

Why on earth would I say such a thing like that you ask yourself?

Because I just finished my "working interview" over at the communnity dental clinic the past two days and I just wonder if this is somthing God has planned for me to do.

All I know is that, if it is somthing that is in God's will then I will succeed in it.

I know with practice and repetition then I could get the whole procedures and cleaning and charting etc.

It just takes practice.

I just question if this is somthing that is meant to be. So I somwhat feel like God is dangling this in my face and then will pull it back.

Its not like I've been so intent on working in the dental field anyway. So why would God put this in front of my face and then take it away. I'd feel like such a failure and just give up on it and move on.

I still am in the the crossroads of what choice to make on who to work for. If I do get this job.

I enjoy working at Hofengarten, the people, wrapping things, and the holiday season. The downside is when my boss gets a little paranoid somtimes. It comes and goes.........like alzihemers!

Working at the dental clinic would provide me with great training for the future, though with that comes a high price of being professional and learning ALOT. Tools, cleaning, trays etc.

Do I really want to put forth the effort to learn all this? I could do it if I had a longer period of time and more practice. But this is somthing that will have to be crammed in about a week. HOLY CRAP!

So with that, I ask you all for your prayers once again.............cause I am so freakin lost.!!!

I'm back from Portland

2006-09-11T14:04:00.000-07:00

Yes, I left as a demure 21 year old and came back a 22 year old woman.

Yeah well, given that my age changed my personality and virginity have remained the same. No biggie.

So we celebrated my birthday, my mum's (on the 9th), and then my dear grannie's next week.

In all it was a fun trip, dispite getting loaded up on food and when I mean loaded I mean like an endless buffet of health foods. All I can say is, thank God it was partly healthy.

But I'm back home now and loaded up with all sorts of good foodstuffs from trader Joes. My new favorite hangout. I love that store chain. Sighs! Why can't middle america get that we need diversity like that???

Anyway so now that I'm home I've been stressed out of my mind as what to do with a current job proposal and whether or not to stay with my comfy job I have now. Working at Hofengarten has provided me with lots of spare time, or I should really say leasure time. With that, I make about $110 a week. Not many hours at all. It would increase obviously during the holidays but of course it would go down by New Years and I'm back in rhe same hole.Though I enjoy working there and the customers and working with all those pretty things............it has just gotten boring and did I forget to mention that my boss is half crazy somtimes. But the customers are awesome though!

So with that, I thought since I'd be there awhile I would just take some evening classes at the local college, that way I would get an easy $1,000 as well as get better credits.

Then when I recently got a call back from a local dental clinic I found that they wanted to hire me but only as a temp. I would be working until Feburary because of a woman going on maternity leave. Of course there is always the possibilty that she might take a little longer gettig back and they might keep me for awhile longer.

Of course if I take this job at the dental office I would not be able to take classes for maybe two quarters.

So you can see that I'm really in a doughnut hole here. Did I spell doughnut right? Dounut? Who doughnut??? lol.

Oksay but seriously, I cried this morning while praying about it, and have felt that God might have me stay at hofengarten. But, while praying this morning the most I felt was that God will always be there to take care of me. Which He has. I just worry about being stuck in another hole without a job and failing to project a sucessful image upon my family.

The truth comes down to that really. Projecting oneself as successful, when all I want is to be useful to God somhow and get fullfillment through that; God's will for my life.

How fickle we human can be.

All I know is that I must make this choice. I feel that although God is here to influence the decsion, I must make the final call. Why is that so hard????

Sugar is the root of all Evil, and is oh so sweet!

2006-09-06T17:11:00.000-07:00

I almost had a whole reavealing post written out for all to see on here, but I gave up and decided to bottle it up for another day. So normally I'd fantasize about the future, but I'm focusing on the present now.
Like take the feelings of this moement; bloated. Okay I totally brought it upon myself but man, fruit is soooo good! I had a bunch of pears and plums. I'm back on my no-sugar diet. This week has been tough because I've been chugging down stuff sweetened with Splenda.
So I figured why not clean out my system alittle, and eat some FIBER!!! Plums are the best thing to eat if you need a little day-before system clean-out.
Anyway, hopfully this sorta fiber clean-out will get me in shape a little (digestively) for my birthday weekend.
Not that I plan to stuff my face with cake and sweets etc and all that.

Anyway, I don't want to talk about anything more because I prefer to be shut off for now.

UPDATE UPDATE UPDATE

2006-08-16T17:46:00.000-07:00

Okay, So I've been gone for what is it now? Three weeks? my Lord!

Well now, so very much has happened within these three weeks. Its truly been life-changing.

There have been many engaugments among friends, a death of an old acquiantance, I got a new laptop and now hopfully a job change and college.

So I'll try to sum this all up as best as possible while noting key stuff.

The first few weeks of being not connected to my other reality I suffered greatly and my stupid hotmail box suffered greatly.

So the first big change in my life was finding out the engaugment and soon-to-be-married pal Nicole. She's only been engaged for about a month and is getting married September 3rd. And I'll be there at the wedding to cheer her on and share in her happiness. I will admit though that I was shocked out of my gourd how fast she was getting married.

Not only that, but I found out two other friends are engaged and then two more have started dating.

As for things with my current job working at Hofengarten, things have well, been made more apparent that my boss is going to be a meanie. I've continuly asked her for more hours, so far I'm up to 16 hrs a week which isn't too bad, but it definatly dosen't even help with the grocery bill or would even cover gas.

Not only that, but she is stealing my magazines. I take them with me to work to read and enjoy, leave them there thinking they are in safe keeping only to find them gone the next time.

Yeah, and she thinks everyone is trying to steal from her. Yeeeeaaaaahhhhh

So today, I figured I'd apply for a dental assistant position today. In fact I barely even typed up my resume this morning and no sooner had I dropped it off they called about an hour later asking me for an interview.

So hopfully I will be able to leave my psycho boss soon.

Then this past weekend, rocked. I had been dealing with a bout of a nasty cold and then it developed into larengitis. Friday evening after work I was scheduled to work at the Senior Citzen's Casino night...............bllllaaahhhhh.....yeah I was easily able to get out of that because of my illness ( yeah I didn't ermm want to get the old people sick).

So that left me with one other decision, oh yes, attend the indie rock concert I had my heart set on for over a month.

So even though I was sick, sweaty, and tired, I meet up with some friends in yakima and rocked out to some awesome music, saw some interesting people and also couldn't figure out why Yakima kids have such a problem with rockin out......i mean they just stood there, they wernt even shaking their heads. It was so stupid.

But besides that I got up close and personal with the lead singer-girl of the seattle band The Look. By that I mean I watched her primping in the bathroom. It was much more of glancing at time to time while waiting for a friend to pee.

Anyway she was super nice, didn't have that i'm-above-you attitude and even signed my shirt.

Anyway by the time I got back home it was about midnight and I was so out of my element that I just crashed into bed.

So fast-forward to 7:00 am I awake with bloodshot eyes, no voice, and I felt like somone had beaten me with a bat. Needless to say, I was a bit snappy in the morning.

That saturday turned into a full day of shopping, haning out with mum, and getting a nice new laptop for all my own!

Besides that, I loved talking to people with my smoker's voice! It was fun, like as if I had been drinking for about 12 years.

With that, the interesting part was getting my laptop. We first went to Office Max, which felt like a seedy place anyway to get a laptop. The first salesman said his sheepeal and ignored my questions which lead us to check out good ol' Best Buy. We found a nice laptop, but againleaving my not satisfied until she called our IT guy to compair we went back to stupid Office Max.

This time we got a different salesman, he was about 100x more honest than the first guy.

Basically while my mum was diggin around for our IT guy's phone number, he quietly told me, he dosent normally do this, but didn't want us to get ripped off so he said we'd be better to go with Best Buy.

So obviously my mom didn't listen to me, so I ended up having to grab the guy and have him tell mum to go with best buy instead.

Which now leads to what I'm writing on.

So that, in a nutshell has what has happened in my life. See what happens when I lose the net for a long while. Anyway enough blah blah blah.

Now go get back into reality.

I have been temporarly cut off from this world

2006-07-28T18:18:00.000-07:00

Yes, my fellow bloggers, its true. I can't even believe it myself. Its been 5 WHOLE DAYS! Since I've had Internet. I've been druggingly walking around this world feeling like my arm has been cut off from me.
Luckily my dear grammie & popo (grandparents) have let me use their connection for a little bit a day while in return I take free cookies n' sweets from the mall to them. I know its not cool, but come on, its homemade treats!
Nayway, so if anyone has been wondering "where has heather gone?" Not to worry.........well okay worry a little bit just to make my conscious feel better, I have not died or married some rich Ukrainian diplomat or decided I was too gorgeous for this world and joined a cult that is set to travel into space during the next meteor shower and become the new "mother" of a colony.
Okay maybe that is a yes for the last one, because those mormans have been really giving me peer pressure lately for it. geezzz.

So with that aaallll said, I leave you again, God knows when I'll return. Thats left up in the greasy hands of our IT-guy. For some reason fat people always go slower. And yes, that was a direct INSULT! SO HURRY UP AND FIX MY FREAKIN PC!

I am living in a man-made sauna

2006-07-20T13:13:00.000-07:00

I am in love with this dress! Although you kinda have to be waif-like to wear this sucker, I think if you've got a few ample curves onself you can pull it off right. I want to know who made this...........mainly I want to know HOW to make it myself and get all those sparkly long sequins down on the sheer part. Dang!

Anyway, if anyone has any suggestions or knows of a similar pattern.........por favor let me know!

Meanwhile I want to include a little blurp about the heat that is heading this way. My God, I couldn't believe it when I heard the weatherman say "107 by Sunday". Thats almost Death Valley heat.

Normally we have some really hot days in the summer, but nothing like this before. I'll be shocked if my dad is working out in the fields mid-day in this heat.

I just pray that I wont be working at hofengarten this saturday. I'm so sick of working saturdays. Same idiot people day in, day out.

See how the heat makes people, like me, particularly irratble??!!!

Cooler than Thou........

2006-07-18T18:24:00.000-07:00

This isn't the best pic of the necklace, but you gotta admit. Its pretty damn cool. I just recently got this on ebay from an amazingly talented lady called Tere. I raved about her designs to her and we hit it off right from the start and talk regularly on messenger. Tere, Thank-You so much again for making me ever more so cooler!! You rock!
This is the cartoon version of myself. If I had dots plastered all over me.
Do your thing Marie! If anyone invents a time machine I'm going to use it for evil. And what I mean by that is, I'm going to go back in time to the 16th century and steal clothes. Particularlly ones like this. I might also add that I am dying to see Sofia Coppola's modern Marie Antoniette movie coming out soon! yeah!
! I AM QUEEN HEAR ME ROAR! That would be my slogan if I was a queen. Tacky yes, but forever will be my cool slogan!
Honest to God, I'll be sooo glad once this pirate bit is overwith! Now that punk/goth is coming back into fall I'm looking forward to the dark colors. One thing I wish for is this Jean Paul Gutier Navy Pea coat! Brillant form fit!

I also love the way Vogue does an astonishing job at dressing casual. See this is the way I wish I looked when I drink my latte.

Oh yeah, tartan should be big for fall as well. Little tip there.

Mmmmm Vintage Baking

2006-07-14T12:27:00.000-07:00

I found two old vintage paper cook-mags at a local consignment shop yesterday on the way to my hair appointment, I thought they'd be great to go in with my swap I'm currently in on at craftster. I actually kept one for myself because I kinda like those cheesy old recipies. Somtimes they can be the best even though its loaded with butter n' sugar. I actully really love the plaid background. Gives it that Scottish-look to it.
See how proudly the mum and her daughter carry the cakes. I mean they even produce their own glow in the background? How many housewives now can do that? Even the cat glows. She even maintains a 16-inch waist.

You wouldn't see this look today for sure. But I still love the look!

One thing I love about old cookbooks is how frilly the titles/names are to such things.
I actually really like that gingham dog. I had never seen any cookie like that before. They had a couple other recipies in the booklet for neat little cookies n' treats. If I had a daughter or son this would be somthing I do with them.

Cute. Cute. Cute.

These days.............

2006-07-12T20:06:00.000-07:00

We've all had the foot-in-mouth syndrome happen to us from time to time. Of course I've gotten my thrills from it more than once.

Like today for instance, after most of the kids had left the park, I came back to the table to make sure everything was once again ok.

Suddenly this dog from the trailer park came out, and it was a cute little thing by the way, and started jumping around all over the place.

After watching the dog for a few seconds I said to everyone "HEY, look at that cute dog kids, look hes gonna do his trick."

Yeah well the dog sure his trick. The dog preceeded to do his little jump that I saw before but then right after mid-height the dog started scooting his ass all on the grass.

OH-MY-GOSH!!!! CRAP!!

I bent down of course in embarassment and was laughing my rear off at the same time because the dog kept doing the same "trick" and then wiping his butt on the grass.

classy.

Of course the kids saw and we're shocked but did get alot of laughs. I can't wait for the parents to hear this at dinner time. I can kiss my extra babysitting out the door now.

Then the stupid started to create a dust storm around a poor tree from ahem, doing his thing on the dirt near it. Oh gawd, I just couldn't stop laughing, and yet felt so classless. eck.

There really much of a lesson to this, other than displaying my vast intelligence and humor standards. All I can say is this is another example of my humaness and what its like through the eyes of heather.

I went a little bazerk last night

2006-07-08T17:20:00.000-07:00

Most of my friends already know that when the clock goes past 9 pm I usually get a little odd. Its become somwhat normal entertainment for them because of so many getogethers.
So after finishing up work at Hofengarten I breeze over to the Sunnyside Community Center to help out sara and pray that she is still alive and not getting pre-tie dyed herself by some little kids.
Luckily in the blazed heat she wasn't and so I figured I'd just pop over to home quickly and get changed into some less than appealing attire because...its just kids....who cares!

Right well, that didn't work out so nicely to my advantage. I hadn't shaved my legs in awhile but because I'm so white you couldn't really tell because of the whiteness of my legs.
So back in I stroll and there I find about 6 amatur cops sitting in the lounge. Hmmmm okay " sara what's with all the security? I feel like a celeb."

Turns out that many people like to have gang getogethers etc in the park which I'm not surprised at all about.

Moving on, much to my humiliation there was at least one cute cop there, tall, dark, and handsome..........the whole works. Gawd, I just wanted to kill myself for wearing crappy shorts n' t-shirt. Not only that but I was pms-ing badly as well. So I didn't have too much self-confidence at that moement.

But we moved on and did activites with the kids which they were very good about and of course I kept smiling at that cute cop..............and I'm hoping he was smiling back at me because I kept meeting his eyes..............so does that count? I swear I wasn't staring! Not long anyhow. hehehehehe

The fire truck came and they got out their hose and sprayed all the kids down which was so funny to watch because some of the kids kept running waaayy off but they kept squirting them anyhow heheh

Then some old woman from the local paper came by to cover a story on us. That woman was THE MOST ANNOYING person I've had contact with yet. She kept asking us whether we had been doing our jobs right or not etc. I was really to slap a pickle on her giant behind. But she already did that sorta, by sitting on a wet bench HAR-HAR!

So we play more games, one little girl kept creating a cloud of baby powder out of a bottle to put on her mosquito bites. It was the funniest thing because she looked like a little indian brave creating a smoke cloud with it. hahaha. So thats why we called her "white cloud."

I have to say the best part was getting to know sara a bit more, we spent much of the time giggling outside and cracking sex jokes etc. We actually thought about getting a bunch of condoms and slapping them on the back of a truck bumper in the parking lot because we thought that ummmm somthing else was going on in there..........

The kids had enough fun with the cops though, they handcuffed a few of them, then some of the boys who then got the crap tortured outta them by the kids.

I continue to stare at the cute cop guy and try to presuade sara to find out if hes single

Then we had this one girl who was just..............scary weird. You know like the kinda child that gives you the creeps to be close to because your afraid they might eventually attack you? Thats how this one girl was. In fact she tried to bite a few of us. Somthing that really terrifies me. Then she took a liking to one of the boys helping us that night and tried to bite him, then put on his shorts. Finally the he got scared enough that he locked himself in the office till she left.
Thats why we called her "little chucky".

Finally around 1 am I was about ready to burst. Literally. So I decided I better pee then.

Okay, then I gave up and went home to a nice soft bed. Sadly I never got a chance to talk to the cute cop. I can only hope now that maybe I'll get pulled over by him or somthing in the future. Drug possesion, disturbing the peace, take your pick.

Now I'm on a coffee binge buzz this morning after downing two grande lattes and that is the end.

Greetins From Paris

2006-07-06T13:16:00.000-07:00

Yeah I got bored last night so I decided to use my artistic skills and start making greeting cards because everything else was crap basically. I'm still playing around with colors and adding things so everything that you see before you is not entirely done.

Also the heart pic at top, I put at the bottom of an envelope, which is much smaller no thanks to my stupid printer.

Enjoy.

Why I Feel Fat

2006-07-05T17:28:00.000-07:00

No I didn't eat this Mega-Monster cookie. But if I did I probably would have regretted it later. I don't know how many times we have to tell one another its all about portion size! This entire cookie eats up my whole hand! I have to admit I am impressed with the fact that it has no preservatives or shorting etc, but on the back it says 130 calories per serving: 2 servings. There is at least 3-4 serving on that cookie alone. Well whatever, we sells theses babies at Hofengarten along with the regular sugar cookies n' chocolate chip. All I can say is: Be Careful People!!!

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm.........yummy stuff. All I can say is, thank God its in a small size. I am addicted to the French Vanilla and Mocha Cappucino 3 Musketeers. Soooo good. You can really taste the mocha/coffee and the French Vanilla is very smooth and light.

The Snickers caramel proved to be a winner as well, although I'm not a HUGE snickers fan I liked the combo of caramel and peanuts. I haven't really explored much on the salty-sweet side of the street but I find it interestlingly good.

So how's that for a cheap-shot review?

Why America Is FAT!

2006-07-05T15:11:00.000-07:00

I was anticipating this one the most. I dunno know why because I'm not a big fan of the peanut butter cups, but maybe its the fact that its somthing new as if Willy Wonka himself made it or somthing. Ermm, well whatever of course once biting into it you taste the marshmallow which was very sweet mixing with the other flavours of the cup, but really.......I just didn't find it that big of a deal. Its like, when people try to put a new spin on smores.....yeah its cool for about the first 5 minutes but then your back eating into the original version.

No Biggie on this one either, just imagine Reese's Peanut Butter cups drown in a fudge layer and stretched out to bar form. Again, the chocolate on the outside tasted medicore, and a dry inside peanut butter taste. Honestly, why are so many people obessed with Reese Peanut Butter Cups? Is it cause its in a tart-like form or what?

Yeeeesshhh thats a crappy picture! Man who took that?! Oh right me. hehehe. Okay so I'm really not a fan of candy having coconut in (unless its a macaroon!) because of the oily feel to it in the first place. As you can see I just took a small bite of it and didn't find the Mounds bar to be what I thought.

The orange taste was definatly there but tasted so fake. The inside felt mushy with no real separation with textures.

I give this 2 stars.

We're done!

2006-07-05T12:18:00.000-07:00

So I had alot more pictures to put on here, but stupid blogger is acting up yet again. You hear me you stupid people running blogger.com!!

Anyway so we finally finished cherrie a few weeks back and here are a few of the photos as promised: Don't worry after the FBI busted us for child labor last year, we swore off anyone under the age of 9. But you should have seen this little fill the entire box with cherries she picked. How could we say no?

I'm totally kidding to those you who are dumb enough to think otherwise.

Yellow cherries!
These will soon be filled with cherries and picked up and put into a refrigerated truck.
You can't get any fresher than this! yeah!

Opps double take there, my bad! Uhh anyway my dad is just getting ready to load the cherries to be weighed for price.

Finally A PIC!!

2006-07-02T14:04:00.000-07:00

Can you guess where this picture was taken?

I know you can't..........in fact, your probably thinking its from some fancy-pants resort right?

Well maybe, but who knows.

Well first off, this pic was taken over in Europe........I suppose you could say middle/eastern Europe.

Actually its Albania. Yeah I didn't think they even had beaches in Albania.

Again my good friend, Sonila, who took this picture proves me wrong once again thankfully.

My original thoughts consisted of drab wheather, bleak waters, and goats. Don't ask why.

But still the picture is gorgeous and could have fooled me any day into thinking that it was taken from some spot in the south of France.

Gracias to Sonila for all the lovely pics again!

xoxoxox

How on Earth am I Surviving?

2006-06-28T13:42:00.000-07:00

It even mangles my brain.
This past week has been a week of hell. The weather has even had its hand in it. Yesterday's glorious temp reached a high of 106 degrees.
I could feel the hot air just wrap itself around me till I couln't take it any longer.

Anyway, yesterday I had to teach out in this God-forsaken heat hell hole. It wasn't bad at first because we were in constant shade, but when the kids started getting picky and playing with the water fountain thats when I got ugly.

Luckily before that, I had been trying to fill up water balloons for the kids to attack each other with. Unfortunatly most of them exploded on me in the bathroom which left my jeans soaking and sara laughing up a storm. But don't worry because I was laughing as well after seeing all the, ahem interesting shapes the waterballons made while attached to the faucet.

But after sweating it out and then having to go to work at Hofengarten, I just split early to grab a shower and an hour to myself before work.

But though the temps at have been nearly killing-range for some odd freaking reason people seem to come out and buy stuff. It makes no sense to me, because I'm far happier being in my little hole where its cool and all my things are to keep me company. Like the internet.........

The evening came and left me with a bitter after taste no thanks to my dad. I came back home with mum from the store and dad was working on the dishes. He was already in a stressed mood from cherry picking, which I don't blame him for being out in that heat, but when I grabbed just a random glass to drink out of he turned and raised his voice to say " HEATHER, why can't you use the old glasses"!!?? "USE THE OLD ONES FIRST!"
For some stupid reason my dad thinks that I think I am better than everyone and therefore drink out of the "new" glasses. Well okay we only have like 1 or 2 "old" glasses. Which is stupid when you think about it because I dont think the "old" glasses will ever break. But I'm so tempted to smash them out of anger from his idiocy. I hope I spelled that right, if not then you at least caught my point.

Hopfully this will all ease soon, or at least go down a bit before spiking up again.

Thats all I have to post for today, I need to get some pictures in here, its starting to look boring and clashed all together again. blech.

Heat makes People Mean

2006-06-24T16:41:00.000-07:00

Its true you know, people have done studies on this.

I know this because of my parents..and uh myself occasionally.

But the point is that the temp goes up, I swear you see the ugly side of people, physically and emotionally.

They sweat, get mad because they are sweaty etc.

Like today, the weather here in Eastern Washington is getting into the 90's -100's.

Thats BAD!

Need me to spell it? okay, B.A.D.!!!

and in CAPITAL letters!

Nayway, I'm just grateful to be constantly indoors during these times. I think I had about 5 or 6 popsicles today while at work also. But because our fridge is so small the rest melted. Waste!

Anyway, so after work I decided to suck it all in again and make a hit to the grocery store where there I had a super cute check-out guy.

God only knows he must have been under 21......I wasn't sure for that matter, but he was blonde, tall, and did I mention his curly blonde hair? ahem, yeah anyway he was cute and then the stupid happened.

Yeah for some reason it attacks me whenever I'm around cute guys.

I don't know if I was the one who dropped the dollar or him, but I was wearing a tank-top and cardigan today. You couldn't see down my shirt when I'm standing but I bent over to pick up somthing on the ground......lets just say you would have gotten a little peep show of my bra n' stuff.

'coughs'

So of course, I couldn't leave the dollar. Its a WHOLE BUCK! Pennies I can practically throw away, but a dollar is somthin else.

So I cringe as bending down as gracfully as I can to pick it up, and I'm sure he got a nice view while looking over, but I figured its going to happen somtimes in life.

I'm just grateful I'm not in the D-cup range like some women. Those just can't help it no matter what they do. You just can't flatten a mountain or hills......unless you've got some powerful dynamite.

Well, whatever the point is that, its FREAKING hot this weekend, and I'm just grateful that I'm not forced to pick cherries, or have DD boobs.

The End.

Kids, Kids, and MORE kids!!!

2006-06-21T13:52:00.000-07:00

I would be lying to you all if I said yesterday was great.

It wasn't a bad day...........it was more of a I-want-you-all-to-stop-somthering-each-other-in-paint-so-shut it-and-sit kinda day.

Sara and I have both agreed to no more paint projects. At least not with anyone under the age of 5 and when we have more than 10 kids.

Yesterday we had 21 kids. and then some!

I kept saying, "God, please stop bringing me more kids!!!" "These darn kids!"

Of course we painted and it got everywhere on everyone and then when trying to wash off the brushes the kids got water everywhere and on everyone. No BIG surprise there.

So after wrangling the kiddos up and played a few games, I was very impressed with many of the younger ones attitudes of really getting out there and trying their best. Most knew their limits, but still progressed with things on the playground.

Of course we did have entertainment from watching this crazy hobo man going digging through the garbage eating food in the park. I kept telling the girls to just leave him alone, and that he's mentally challanged etc etc. Apparently, he went over to sara and mentioned that the food was posioned in there and should stay away.

I don't think that would have been a problem.

Near the end it everyone was tired from running around....or complaining. I did get a kick outta one lovely little girl, shes a bit of a brown noser, but when she said my name "hheeeeeedddderrrrrr" I was like........awwwww okay, cute little button of a kid!

Although most of the parent's were late picking the kids up, I had the fun of telling them that you need to be here early because we somtimes finish up early and don't have plans to extend our babysitting services. Really, I did enjoy doing that. Hence why God will probably never put me as a ruler of some kingdom.....or city nowdays.

But what I find most funny is all my friend's reactions when I tell them about my day and how I feel about the kids. Most, I think assume I'm a pre-anna wintour (fashion queen of u.s. Vogue) type who would smack down any child who would so much as breathe on my designer duds.

Thats partly true. I won't ever be the type who will dote on babies, or probably spend 24-7 with the child. I'm just not there yet........or will ever be. I'd be much happier to adopt a less fortunate child from wherever. No I'm not doing a copy of a Brad-Angie.

I'm 21 and still young, and enjoying my life as is.

Aye, Aye, Captian

2006-06-19T13:48:00.000-07:00

"In a world loaded with bullshit, these shirts aren't having any of it." "Their SJ tattoo designs show the world that you haven't drunk whatever complacency-inducing kool-aid everyone else seems to be sucking down."

Yeah, its a direct quote from their site! http://www.saliorjerry.com

And thats why I looooove their shirts!The Poison shirt is a recent purchase of mine. Was on sale thankfully, I wouldn't have shelled out $28 bucks on a t-shirt, but it was on sale for $15 so I considered that justifable. Plus, I know without a doubt none on the entire eastern side of Washington has a shirt like this.

Thats right, I just called everyone unfashionable! If I had a camera phone I'd be able to prove it on here.

Ah yes, I would be a proud parent if my child wore this.

If I was a mum, I'd wear this. Because I'd be a HOT mum!

AND Everybody loves nurses!

HOLY SHIT I FLOODED THE BASEMENT!

2006-06-11T16:18:00.000-07:00

Now just imagine a slew of curse words and vast amounts of worry inserted here.

It was really bad.

So bad that the water completely covered the basement window and poured into the basement.

The basement had at least 2 inches of water.

So in shock, I start to scoop out as much water as I can from the sunken basement window. Didn't work out as much as I had hoped.

So okay, now back in basement, dear God what do I do?

Call a professional? Call the grandparents? No.......they would only critize me for having what done and then remarking to my parents what an idiot I was. ahem.

Okay, must call .......DENISE! Yes, shes close by.

So I ring her up and Thank the Lord almighty she came to help.

She scooped up the water, I lifted and dumped.

She later asked if I had been keeping track of how many times I dumped, I didn't know, but it was enough to soak our driveway, and more than likely fill a few bathtubs.

Thats how much water down there.

So I got most of the stuff clean up before she came, but we actually had it cleaned up in about an hour.

But I've still got alot of work left to do. I just pray that my parents won't get as ticked as I think they might get.

I knew I should have taken a picture.

Me now in Color!

2006-06-10T17:13:00.000-07:00

Okay, waaaaaaaaayyyyy better picture than the previous ones down below. Again so here we are, Sarah and me, having our little "laugh". If your wondering what on earth I'm holding its suppose to be an octopus. Yeah I scrapped that idea awhile ago.

Nayway, so I survived today. It was a long day. The morning wasn't so bad, after registering over 150 kids for the Hershey Track. It was kinda fun watching those little tykes running as fast as their short little legs could carry em'. Whats even funnier is watching the parents run with them.

The funny part of that morning was the porter potty guy who couldn't figure out how to open the gates, so he just left the portable right at the entrance. Not only that, but there was only one to use. So if you HAD to go, then either find the back of the bleachers or walk.

After that, my day concluded with a borish day at work. Hardly anyone came in so I more than happy to get outta there. I just had to make sure to pull out our "hidden" electrical cord so the fire inspector would fine our butts off.

Yeah, I'm good.

They spelled my last name wrong

2006-06-09T21:27:00.000-07:00

Yeah it isn't the first time......it happened in my 7th grade yearbook too. I don't know why people keep messing it up. I'm like, h-O-r-s-t.........pronounces the OOOOOOOO in extereme.

Stupid German heritage.

Anyway I know you can't read the article but it just goes on to say our backgrounds, how excited we are (yeah right, more nervous), why we like the job etc etc, blah blah blah blah blah.

Oh yeah I almost forgot the girl on my side is Sarah Beightol. My partner in crime for the summer teachings.

But so now you get to see what I look like, sorta, for those of you who haven't seen me in awhile or just plain wondering...."What does Heather really look like now?"

Yeah well, there you have it.

One thing I can't get over is how large the top part of my arm is. Really! I knew I put some muscle back on this past month from working out so much, but dang! The top part is like popeye's arm or somthing.

Dont' expect me to hurl up a can of spinach. More than likely I'd toss in back in the direction it came from.

Anyway I've got a major full day ahead of me tomorow. I gotta help out at the Hershey track meet at 7:30 A.M!!!!! AHHHHHHH!!!

Then after that I've got work at Hofengarten till 4.

Man work....its a killer.

Sooo what did I do today???

2006-06-07T21:18:00.000-07:00

I peed in a cup.

Yup.

Drug test.

Because I know most of you already knew about that stash of meth I've got in the back of our ermmm barn.......

Right, well aside from that I did in fact get the great exiperience of going through a drug test for my counceling job this summer.

I walked into work, boss pulls me in her office and says I must go to have "a pee test".

Greeeaaaattttttt.

So I found the dinky little lab and sat myself what supposedly was a waiting room among some guy from vietnam and older woman who had the worst legs I had ever seen! I'm talking vericose veins people! Eesssshhh the future.

So anyway, I sit myself down trying to avoid eye contact or conversation with the weird leg lady, but alas she starts blabbering about some tree.

I try to not look like I'm listening, but its hard not to hear crazy people am I right? People from NY I'm sure you know what I'm talking about.

Anyhoo, I actually was pretty prepaired for not knowing that I was to take a pee test today.

I had two liters of water this morning. Yes, I'm a thirsty girl in the mornin. Time to cleanse.

So I sit and wait etc etc etc.....forever and a day, you get the idea......and then pops in my partner Sarah. Hehehehe little did she know she had a longer wait than me.

Finally the nurse pulls me back and marks a line on the cup and says that I absolutely must pee to that mark otherwise....my pee is no good. Gee how can that be?

After taking a good stare at the mark, I tell her that I probably don't have that much right now, and then proceeds to give me a cup of the nastiest tap water ever. I think they made it that crappy just so your body would feel gross and HAVE to expell it!

Amazling it worked.....plus I got sick of conversation.

So away I go....again.

This time I knew I could do it. The nurse again reminds me of hitting the mark and leads me to the back bathroom. Oddly enough I wasn't allowed to flush the toliet....but there was toilet paper???

So I had no sink....nothing to really ermmmm help? Which left me feeling like such dork because I had no clue how to do this. I've never had to pee in a cup nor do I much like having to clean up anything if you catch my drift.

So after cluelessly wondering what to do I finally manage and come out sucessful.

Oddly, I felt sorta proud for being able to pee in a cup. Maybe its really true about that whole Frued and his penis-envey theory after all.

Not only that but I got to inital my pee too. Classy.

Thankfully it was all over and I was too happy to run outta there. The whole time in the bathroom kept me thinking how often do they clean this? and who used it last.......like that trucker I saw..........shudders.

But at least I survived, and now know that if I'm ever stuck in a bad situation where the only place to go is a cup.......I CAN do it!

Heather is Home Alone

2006-06-04T17:57:00.000-07:00

Yep, since Saturday morning.

Its wonderful.

Not just wonderful, blissfull.

I would have had a fairly calmn evening last night before bed, but once I heard what was like a golf ball drop and roll in our attic.........it made me start to think....and when I began to start thinking.....I started to entertain certain thoughts in my head, which then lead to my thoughts of certain crazy people out in the world....psycho babble etc.

This is why I try not to watch freaky movies prior to me being along in isolated places for long periods of time.

I had actually watched Silence of the Lambs a few days before my parents left. It wasn't as freaky as I thought. More suspenceful, thought-provoking, and of course the occasional gross-out human guts showing.

Though the movies me left me more interested in how psychopaths act out and why.

Anyway, the point is that last I basically just spent alot of time talking to God to calmn my nerves down. Which of course worked because, hey its God! hahaha.

I'm sure I'll survive the next few nights though quiet alright as long as none calls me with some freaky Dr. Lectur accent or come to my door in a Scream mask.

Just as a future warning to anyone who really wants to prove their stupidety by doing any of those acts will more than likely get shot or stabbed by me.

Trust me, I know how to shoot my dad's rifle and I highly doubt I'll be the one to go to prison.

I'm too pretty for that.

My Dad Washes Beer

2006-06-02T13:10:00.000-07:00

After taking this picture my dad said I was going to blackmail him by putting this picture on some Christian website. Why on earth would I do that when I have a perfectly good blog to spread it on?

I can see why he thought that everyone would think mom and him are beer drinkers.........I mean with all the beer filling the other sink to the brim and all. A true sign of alcoholism.

I can't believe he'll be driving a boat in canada......I wonder what Canada's jails are like?
As for another update on my poor kitty, Sunshine. You've all seen a few pictures of my golden-orange kitty on here from time to time. Apearantly his time has come. It was pouring rain this morning and I was helping my mom clean the house when our next door neighbor Mrs. Vining drove over and expressed how concern she was for our cat. Middle America hasn't died out yet.

I found that to be very touching actually, I knew that my cat was popular among the neighbors, but to have somone come over with concern over a cat was really touching.

Turns out even her grown son, would call and ask her about the cat from time to time when mrs. Vining came home for a few months.

She was on her way back to Alaska though, and noticed how thin and boney my poor kitty had gotten.

It wasn't until she said that this is the last stages of his life, did I really begin to take in the reality of this.

After she left, I was very touched by the conversation etc, and tried not to cry as I cleaned my bathroom, but its funny because I never-ever thought I'd see the demise of my cat. Normally I don't ever get too attached to animals, but little guy I loved very very much.

A dear cat indeed.

MACAROONY ATTACK

2006-06-01T18:23:00.000-07:00

Gah! I just want to eat the screen!!! I don't know why but for some strange- bizarre-quasi-based feeling I have the worst craving for macaroons.

They're perfectly light, relatively low calorie depending on what you bake with it, but this could not have come at more worse time when I'm trying to shed a few extra lbs. Damn.

So in honor of these delightful cookies I found a bunch of pics to make you drool.A mini cookie rainbow

One thing is for sure is the difference between French macaroons and the American version. The French produce a brillant smooth and glossy cookie with a cremy center. While it seems that most American versions are of a drop cookie that have a sweetened condensed-milk base that I'm sure was developed in the south.
They also come in the most brillant colors as well. I know these are almond-based pastes, and the green is from pistashcio (yes I know I spelled that wrong, I don't care) which sucks because I can't have anything with nuts because of a food allergie.
These are what mine look like most............maybe a little more mountainy than this though. But still just as good with a nice light crunch from the toasty cocnut outside, while creamy smooth inside.

I get paid to do this??!!!

2006-05-31T14:49:00.000-07:00

I am one lucky lucky chick.

I just had my first day of work.

Guess what I did! I made an octopus outta a cotton ball and a hand flower from foam that looked really crappy but whatever!

Not only that, but I get to choose when to come and go!

I get paid to do crafts.

Tomrow I'm working on a face plate mask for kiddies.

I have to admit though, I feel kinda lame making these things, but really its somthing that I love to do and be challanged instead of leaning towards the same macaroni-kid-craft crap again and again.

It gets really old and everything flakes off.

But I do have a great partner to help out with, we've got lots of ideas.....the problem is that we need to approve them first and make it. Examples etc.

But for the most part I'm enjoying my job, working etc.

So just a little update for ya all.

Greetings via a coconut

2006-05-28T08:59:00.000-07:00

WoW its been one whole year already!!!!??? I didn't even know I was married! Time sure flies fast..........in vegas.
I prefer this one, its more ermmm...rustic.....yes.....as if the skipper himself threw it off the island or just to kill gilligan..........somthing which I would have done long ago, then seduced the professor into getting me off the island with that stupid coconut radio, then proceed to write a tell-all book about the horrifying living conditions such as using...gasp....leafs for toliet paper.

But back in reality, which is where I very much like to stay most of the time, I did find this neat little site http://www.coconutgreetings.com in a botched effort to find a 25th wedding anniversary gift for my parents.

I can't think of what could possibly express a child's love to their parents than a hallmark-related greeeting written on a coconut.

Okay, so they are kinda cute, but its somthing I would only send to a die-hard island fanatic or for a hawaii-themed party for the most part.

I............

2006-05-27T15:22:00.000-07:00

I didn't even know what to title this post as, it really dosen't matter because my heart is so heavy.
Most people think your a crazy person for loving a cat so much, although I was never one to stuff my poor kitty into air-tight outfits to parade around was a general favorite of everbody. But, now my yellow cat (sunshine) whom we've had for many years seems to be slowly dying. Its almost to horrifying for me to even look at him, I just almost wish he would peacefully die out in the field somwhere. But looking at him today and seeing the bones pop out of him I just want to cry and care for the poor little dear. I just don't know whats wrong.
My parents, both unwilling to help, even take him to a vet, I just see that they really don't love animals. They figure if it gets sick, then its the time for it to die.
I keep reminding myself to remember look who I'm talking to half the time. My dad. He had to shoot his own favorite dog because the animal was getting old!! I couldn't imagine doing that to my own cat, somthing that I've loved for so long and shared many fond memories stroking, and having somone to tag along with and then just blankly shoot him.
Please just rip out my heart and slice each piece into bloody strips so I can never learn to love another animal!
You know how most people treat their animals like as childeren, I think this belief applies to most as well; that they will outlive their pet to an extent.
I can remember asking my dad as a little girl if their was a heaven for good animals, of course my father replies with a "no, God dosn't have a heaven for animals because they do not have souls". Okkkkaayyyy......just break my heart again please. If you ever have childeren and they ask that question and happen to be under a certain age, just say you either don't know or lie!
Soooo I dont really have a point here, except that my heart is breaking currently over there, I just hate to bury an animal...............clearly I really haven't exiperenced much loss in my life..........or at least to anyone that I was really close to.
Everyone is equal to death.

I got ANOTHER job

2006-05-24T11:16:00.000-07:00

Soooo this is like my third job now............and then I got a call from Cafe Villa in Prosser. So could be up to 4 now. INSANE!
Sadly I have to stick with just Hofengarten and my new other part-time job as an assistant at Sunnyside Parks n' Rec which I'm looking forward to doing.
Helping little kids, fun stuff, etc etc etc.............crap like that. Yeah. But the good thing is that I'll be outta there by 12 pm.
Otherwise I would have taken the job at Cafe Villa. I wouldn't mind learning how to make lattes and other drinks. I would finally know how much sugar really is in those things. Thats why people are addicted.
But the main reason is that............Prosser people are different. I'm a sunnyside girl. Its my hometown and I seem to get along great with the people there.
But in Prosser............everyone is sooo tight-knit with another. I'm not saying every person in that town is weird...........its just from my expierences.
Take my past two jobs there in Prosser. One at a tire place-which was justifible to leave because my bosss' had the ability and willingness to slay you there on the floor with curse words. The other was at a neat little boutique, but for some reason...........ahem.... I was let go. But just from working with people in prosser, and hanging out with their families...........they are just so different.
That town could easily double as a spot for harvesting Childeren of Corn 14.
So for now I think I'll just stick to shopping there instead of working in Prosser.
Sunnyside may be considered ghetto by some, but its just cause they know they would kick anyone's ass for anything.

I baked........yes my blog is finally again living up to its name.

2006-05-23T11:30:00.000-07:00

Yes, I finally baked somthing since...........Christmas??? I can't even remember because its been so long. Well I bake alot of bean dishes for protien I suppose that could count.

But right here you can't possibly get anymore closer to perfection than these. We did have a whole pan but, these hot little homemade buns go fast. Maybe we should start selling them at Prosser Farmer's Market. They are waaay better than those crappy pancakes from a box mix.
Oops I did it again...........I baked again...and blah blah blah blah. Obviously I suck at lyrics. But I did have time to make my super-easy-googey yummy macaroons. It only uses 3 ingredients and makes other people's cookies obsolete. But these are a hit, hmmm macaroons n' cinnamon buns.......I might have somthing.
I know this has nothing to do with my baking, but it did make my day yesterday about 100% better. I FINALLY got in my copy of that rouland mouret dress I ordered on ebay. It would have been really cheap if I lived near China. damn it.

But since I've been on that ahem, time of the month I hesitated trying it on. you know why girls.

But I finally got too anxious this morning and low and behold the slit in the back goes clear up to my rear. Which would have been fine if I was an exotic dancer. On top of that the bottom part had been sewn to close in an inch of my life.

Since I'm not a hussy nor care looking like one, Im just going to end up having to rip some seams apart and adding some fabric on the bottom.

At least next time, I'll remember to ask to have them leave room for my hips to walk.

Message to Jesus/Simon Peter

2006-05-22T13:12:00.000-07:00

Yeah, I've figured out who you are now.

For lack of not finding our camera........

2006-05-19T18:52:00.000-07:00

hehehehe..gawd I love the paperazzie. All you have to be doing is just bending down to pick up a piece of paper and they take a picture of your rear and then your front page news on how fat you've gotten or pregnancy rumors.

I love this one in particular. Appearantly Brit was balancing between her son and her starbucks drink, lost balance and nearly killed her son in the process.

I really am afraid, like most of you, for this child.

So far he hasn't been pawned off for cheetos, but this near-death thing is getting too frequent.

Is it really that hard to choose between the latte and the child?

I go for the latte, its lighter.

(just a disclaimer for anyone who dosen't normally read this blog, most of the crap i say is sarcastic, and I hate having to type this)

Don'tcha love fake food? These two photos came courtsey from Robyn http://roboppy.net/food

Shes been lucky enough to taste almost all of NY's food offerings.

I must say that plate of faux pancakes just makes me want to hurl it at somone just to see them panick while trying to catch flapjacks.

Pancake me!

No Sleep and Heat can kill Heather

2006-05-18T20:23:00.000-07:00

Yes its true, I realize that I'm revealing too much information here because, if heaven forbid I ever get kidnapped and tortured the attackers could use my blog against me.

Damn!

So I'm going to risk sticking my foot in my mouth and just be out with it.

Last night I almost died. Don't worry not literally but I almost wished it upon myself just to sleep.

You all know my father sadly has the "conserve-everything" syndrome. That includes such crap as useless keys, 30 year old sunscreen from his army days, and moldy handyman mags.

As you know might know, the heat has been extremely high here (90 degrees+). So we leave our A.C. on and shut down all the curtains etc.

But it did no good because I just started suffocating in my bed. I had cold air coming out of the vent, but not enough or not cold enough to come out.

Even my poor mum was on my side for this one. YES!!!

So I did what any hot sweaty sleepless person did. Sorta. I crashed and huddled myself near the a.c. vent. I couldn't get as close as I wanted though because the vent happens to be under my giant bed.

So here I am in a most unattractive pose, trying to get as much cold air as I can. And it worked.....for the top half of my body.

Luckily I did cool down a bit, but my back gave out under the hard floor. So back in bed I landed.

Now its dawn.........the birds are churping away, and the sun us gently pushing its way through my window.......and OHMYGOSH if I had talked to anyone that morning I would have shot them down on the spot without mercy.

Its sadly true, even my friends, whom I truly love dearly, have been subjected to expierence this wrath. Sleep-overs with a snoring girl beside me.........OH HECK NO! THAT WILL NOT LAST! I've thrown pillows and nudged, but I finally just give up and move to another room.

Same goes for a hot hot house. You naturally want to be a bit cooled down for sleeping, but how I survived sleeping over at a friend's air condition-less dairy I'll never know.

Don't take it wrongly, I love the girl and our friendship, but between the cow-poop smell, random flys, and heat.......

It was normal for her!!!

I'll never understnad the dutch

So what was the purpose of writing this? Two things.

1. If you wake up in the night to find a pillow thrown at your face or me missing....then it means you've been snoring too loudly.

2. I pray that my future husband whoever God will bless him to be, does not snore loudly. Because I'll either end up putting a pillow over him, or move to another room. and believe me I do not want to sleep in another bed! I plan to get full mileage out of my marriage. Ahem.

Thats all for now.

I don't know why I call my blog this........

2006-05-17T12:39:00.000-07:00

Seriously, my blog name should changed from heatherbakes to Heatherbuys. Cause you all know that I buy too much stuff. Anyway so I got my Dailycandy news bit today and got dips on the cutest jewlery. FOOD JEWLERY PEOPLE! Not only that, but its scented to whatever it is. PBJ to Banana Cream Pie. OHMY! My only vice is that each necklace is so expensive! about $18. Thats alot unless you really like your doughnuts. http://pancakemeow.com Hot buns!

So cute! So kawaii! They should be selling these cupcake necklaces at the Magnolia bakery or Babycakes.
Yummmm I want to lick the screen!

I'm not pregnant so it must be PMS

2006-05-16T12:45:00.000-07:00

I don't know why I've been on a recent chocolate/chocolate milk/protien kick lately. I'm still a virgin.......it might be stress..........but my money is on the PMS-factor. Peanut M&M's and Chocolate milk..........favorites unite!

I've been meaning to do this for awhile now, the difference between Canada's "Smarties" and our yank's M&M's. Now I'm not dissing on Canada here, but your smarties are lame okay. I must say your colors are vivid and lovely, but just not for chocolates

The U.S. version is much more subdude ( did I spell that right?) Much more earthy-chocolately etc etc etc.

Not only that, but I just seem to find the canadian's version a bit more bland.

I guess I'll never understnad Canada..........great country....its just your past-times, candies filled with maple syrup, and obession with Ketchup just make you more like the weird sibling in the family of the world.

MMMMMMMMMMMMMM the power of the M&M.

I had to put this picture in here. I think it sums up what the majority of what we all would like to dunk our heads in.........at least somthing what my dad would do. But could you imagine coming across a barrel filled to the brim with M&M's??!!!! My God I'd fill my swimming pool with it! or maybe one of those giant ball pits for adults.

Second Job = $$$$$$

2006-05-12T13:54:00.000-07:00

Yes, I did in fact attain the impossible. The second job. Actually it was just a matter of me getting outta the house and checking out places to see if they were hiring. I went with my pal, Denise, though sadly she didn't apply because she wasn't 21. See Denise!!!! We could have worked together there!!
I actually didn't go to the tri-cites today either. I was planning to hit up the book store but somthing inside me told me, I had better make a choice today and that was either blow cash or check up on potential job prospects.
Oh right, I didn't even get to the part where I reveal where I am working yet.

Are you ready? ......................still reading this?????

Okay,

Its WillowCrest Winery! Nice place and its right next to a place where my pal Laura works. Hopfully I can catch her somtime.

www.willowcrestwinery.com

Soo tomorow morning Im going in to check things out..........learn a bit about wine and work out the schedule. I don't want many hours because of my boss that I already have, ahem. But just enough to help out. Hopfully I' learn a bit about wines and what goes with what etc. I don't plan on becoming a wine snot, but I'd love to be able to go into a nice place to eat and have the ability to know what to get.

So there it is, my post for today............hey hey.........its off to work I go.

In response to Jesus

2006-05-09T12:09:00.000-07:00

I just had to response to my latest comment from "Jesus" from my last posting. Quiet the honest gentelman.....or woman....
I take into full account of all my superficiality, and other annoyances that other people might find annoying as hell.
One thing you should know is that half the time I'm a sarcastic person. Read the "I wanna be a supermodel" post.
I'm like every other person on the planet, I'm just honest and open about it.
Was I raised in certain manners to be a brat? Yes I was. Do I regret it, yeah I do. I'm not putting all the blame on my parents, but we were both responsible for certain choices in my upbringing. I take responsibilty for my choices whether good or bad. Its not such an easy thing to erase.
I'm grateful at times for what is given to me, for having an easy job, alot of my expenses paid for. But again, I'm human, and yea I do covet what other people have. Who hasn't?

Will I ever face reality? the working world? Yeah I probably will. Only being in the same spot where I am today will always keep me back. Duh.
I TRY, key word, to change things........and I fail and own it.

Obviously I still have way more to learn in or about life and will more than likely be shellshocked about certain realities.

I tell you this, what you said obviously stung but I wouldn't let it rule over me. I'll I can say is at least I'm gonna tell the truth, and who knows if your going to respond to this or not, most likely angry, all I can say I'm open to hearing from you.

So until your next response.........................................

I buy too much crap!

2006-05-07T15:02:00.000-07:00

Why Do I buy so much stuff? I really don't even want to call it stuff.....though most of it is. I call it "investment items".
I'm paticular about the things I buy. From lotion to fruit.
My biggest purchase so far is a custom made knock-off dress from Roland Mouret. I've been dying to have somthing like that for a long long time. If the freakin shipping wasn't so much I would have only paid about $56.00 for it. Not bad for an exact copy that would have originally set me back over $2,000.
And then today I blew alot of money, on groceries, then went to Chuckar Cherries where you always blow alot of cash on their goodies and lastly I spent $25.00 at Pearl River online. Hey I needed slippers badly instead of the germ sucking ones I've got now and that didn't even fit. Oh yeah and I threw in a really cool t-shirt as well............for ummm Chinese luck....yeah.

All I truly know is that its gotta stop, or I gotta get another job. Plus I really need a cell phone and get my fencing lessons paid.

What else have I recently spent on............oh yeah my mario badescu skin care order. Nearly half of all the stuff I purchase.....comes from NY. Oh then my amazon purchase for a shirt. I can never have enough shirts because I'm so tall and many shrink easy in the wash.

Then this morning I looked at what target had in store, and ohmygosh there it was!!! a taliored vest I had been looking for, for almost a year. A YEAR!

My vice is this.............I love this kinda stuff, I'm a sensualist when it comes to clothing and jewlery etc. Anyone who really knows me, know that those are my intrests. I don't buy 10 handbags becasue they are cheap n' "like, super cute".
Alright if you've gotten this far and read all that, then I am amazed at your attention span especially for me.

I dunno what to post this as....

2006-05-06T18:37:00.000-07:00

(in my next life, this will be my hair)

I'm soo moody right now, I just finished watching a fairly good movie that I thought was goona be crap: Match Point. Was actually intriging............I would love to go on and spoil the whole plot to you all, but since there are die-hard wannabe virgin pre-movie watchers I'll just keep it to myself. I will say this, it was good.

Oh oh ohooooohhhh what else has happened so far in my weekend. Ummmm, just watched Aeon Flux too. I honestly didn't understand the movie, but the stunts and costumes were so cool I wished a world-war 3 happened, just so I can wear uber-cool clothing, crop my hair short and dye it black as midnight. Oh yeah umm I would somhow magically survive world war 3 or the Bird Flu wars or whatever.........................

So I scuffeled off to work today......a whole 7 hrs of doing nothing. again. I finally gave up and left an entire 5 minutes early. You think my boss will care?

Meanwhile, I can't seem to figure out how I am always finding the "bad books" in the liberary. You know the stuff your mum always said you shouldn't be lookin' at etc. Just leave it to me to randomly find a giant book on the history of sex or a comic book series with gross dipictions of sex.

I don't get it, I'm not browsing for that stuff........I guess thats what you should expect when browsing the art books section.

Anything goes nowdays.

Okay that last paragraph I have no idea where that came from.......I'm going to stop now for having a lack of better judgment for the rest of the day.

OMG OMG OMG LOST!!!!

2006-05-04T11:18:00.000-07:00

Caution the follow contains spoilers for those of you who did not get to witness last night's epidsode.....it was brillant!!

Okay I dunno even where to begin other than with me sitting on the couch, eyes transfixed to the tv and saying "Nooooooo"!!! and "ohmygod! ohmygod! OHMYGOD!!! NOO!!!

I couldn't believe it, those darn LOST producers.......what was a seemingly innocent episode.....lead up to the ultimate shocker!

I couldn't believe ana lucia got shot! and not only that but that mental/doctor chick (Libby) too!

AND NOT ONLY THAT but the black guy who was looking for his son was the one who shot them!!!!

I really wanna know what the hell is up with this psychotic island because all the women are dying. Only one guy has died so far and like, what three or 4 women have already lost their lives?????? It's suppose to be the other way around!

Maybe Ana Lucia died because she sinned against that golden tv/movie rule "thou shalt not have sex if thy wants to live another scene"

At least Sawyer got some action with her if ya know what I mean. ;) and she took his gun too!

Men....haha....I'll can say is, that if the girl is smart while she is screwing with you to get somthing....your gettin screwed at both ends.

Ahem, anyway.......another sad part is that hurley wont ever get any further with Libby considering now shes been shot to death soo...that kills.(har har) any chance of him with her.

What really has been confused is the black guy (Michael)........So he shoots Ana and libby...then opens the door to the weird "other" prisoner guy and then turns the gun on himself.

Somthing is amiss....I intend to found out what the heck it is!!! I have a feeling he's secrectly in with the "others" somhow.....or maybe got brainwashed....

either/or I gotta know..........and keep praying that sawyer dosen't get killed off.

Because if he does...I'm gonna morn over that, plus thats like one of the main reasons why I watch the show.

So if that goes, I go. Well not really...I'll still watch it, but I'll be mad while watching it....while writing a nasty letter to the producers asking why they killed off sawyer.

Bring on the Curves babe!

2006-05-01T18:28:00.000-07:00

In respect that I have nothing really interesting in my life going on to blog about, I've decided to take it down a step further. Kidding. You know how much I in love with fashion.

These two very sexy dresses you see before you, well one shall be mine.

I have been drooling over this dress the moement I saw it, and figured I would never get to wear such a fine piece until I either die or whatever my second choice is.

Point being is I just love it, and I'm ready to making everyone else drool for it too!

Sex and the magazine(s)

2006-04-29T10:47:00.000-07:00

It's funny really, I always seem to find out interesting stuff about my dad and what he thinks whenever I'm alone with mom.

Today's episode delt with the fact when my dad found that Men's Health magazine.

You know the one, with all the pictures of Josh Holloway. The one where I posted nearly every picture of him on here.

That one.

Anyway, I left my magazine out or either he went through the pile of garbage magazines and was shocked at what was in there and that I read it.

Yeah, shocking........men think about sex all the time........how to please a woman.

Seriously, I'm all for printing that kinda stuff because some men out there don't have a clue and are WILLING to learn a few tricks.

I don't know if he thinks I'm still an 8 year old, pre-hormonal girl, but somthing is wrong with his picture.

I'd actually like to be bit prepaired before my marriage and for sex after it of course. Because I really wouldn't want to end up being all shellshocked after the wedding.

If I didnt know most of what I knew now during that special time, I guarrante I'd be shocked or disturbed...........take your pick.

Besides that, I wouldn't want to be the girl who just lays there through it and have no interaction.

Thats just stupid.

Okay soooo my point is..................ummm mm.........crap.

My point is this: Its better to be pre-paired and know a few tricks to make you and him happy.

I rest my case your honor.

2006-04-28T21:00:00.000-07:00

Honest to God people, is it just me or is everything against me today?
Well of course everything couldn't possibly be against me, because my now I would have suffered a horrid long death.
Sooooo psychologically..............everything is against me. Yeah that makes sense.
Actually I just had a terribly hectic day. Between trying to keep (mom paying for my hair cut) from dad, to my hair dresser running 30 min late for the second time to burning red eyebrows. Oh yeah then I got my period.

Normally I try to stay away from personal information like that, but I swear it was just a big day full of annoyances.

Right now I just feel so gross and huge...........periods ruin everything! Its true. No matter how hard a woman tries it just ends up going downhill.

Usually for me, when that time comes.......I stay home. Completly. And I've been blessed to be able to do that. I don't know how those pioneer women did, or when wearing huge hoops skirts and all. The worst of it is the poor women had only two choices. Either outhouse..........or pee pot.

Sadly, that was main and original form of a pregnancy test waaaaaayy waaaaayyyy waaayyyyy back in the dey. Either that, or you knew somthing was up when you start to rapidly gain weight and then begin to expierence heavy pains and POOF! a little human comes out. SURPRISE you were pregnant all along! and you thought it was just gas!

So how did we get off and into all that now...........oh right I was venting about my life. yeah sucks.....right. Kidding. I know I'm extrememly blessed and grateful.

Alright I'm gonna stop here bacuse I can go on and on and on about me and then this post will get too long because I know most of you don't read very much nor hold enough patience to read all this. Heck I'm lucky you've even gotten this far.

Until then.....................

-heather

I'm gonna be a supermodel

2006-04-26T13:04:00.000-07:00

See if I became a supermodel I could hang out and do fun things like crack and get drunk on beer all the time. Cause thats what supermodels do the last time I checked.
Not only that, but I'd have a really hot rocker of a boyfriend. Isn't he hot? I mean when he's not wasted out like a coke-head he's really actually a great guy.
And it gets better! I'd be on all the major mags. Not just the trashy gossip ones.
And just to let everyone know, that yeah......supermodels have to diet too. Just yesterday I half a tic-tac, two lines of coke, and one rum n' coke. I'm telling you it's hard to make it as a supermodel.

Hopfully you all won't take this seriously, cause really I dispise this kinda behavior and you'd have to be a crazy coked out idiot to keep doing what Kate Moss does. Marrying a drug-addicted baboon who doesen't even know reality exsists while having your child in that environment is basically the fastest way to turn her life into a crappy mess like yours.

Do I really look like a Koala when I sleep?

2006-04-24T13:26:00.000-07:00

http://www.evany.com/sleeptest/pinchingkoala.htm">%20src="Find%20your%20own%20

I dunno why I did this. Maybe because I'm like all the other curious smucks out there trying to find another stupid quiz to define certain parts of my life.

I must say though, that I don't sleep at all like that in the picture. Plus I've never slept with anyone. Well with a guy I mean.

But most of time, I usually end up rolling into my poor friend if that does happen.

One of the best sleeping memories I ever had was during my trip to D.C. I shared a bed with a friend and I remember I kept getting hit and shoved by her. Little did I realize that I smooshing the poor girl off the bed.

Next morning I find myself wedged between the bed and the wall. How I got myself to be in that position I'll never know, but it was funny as hell.

Here's where you can find out your own pose:

http://www.evany.com/sleeptest/

Pimpin food

2006-04-24T12:28:00.000-07:00

Okay I don't know who would do this to some poor unsuspecting loaf of yummy bread, but I will give snaps for creativity. I sorta view this as a hillbilly's version of a birthday cake. They just don't get it.

The following piccys came from http://www.pimpmysnack.com a great place for those of you who like to abuse food....like this poor loaf of bread.

Man that is sooooo gross!!! Its amazing to me what people do to slaughter food. This is disgraced hamburger! Hamburger On ACID!
My God! This looks like it could take a life of its own. Just pour some mustard on the thing and there you go. A living piece of mold even though there isn't any mold on it. Actually it kinda reminds me of a weird japanimation cartoon character.....the hamburger spirit.

OHMYLORD!

2006-04-22T19:16:00.000-07:00

All I can say is: OH-MY-GOD! God has got goooood taste!
HOLYCOW!
Ummmmm, will you marry me? I know thats suppose to be the other way around, but i just had to take a stupid chance.
You know that little voice in your head that says, "you shouldn't, you couldn't, you just plain can't"! Well, I didn't listen to that voice, in fact I hardly ever do which is somthing I should start doing more but most likely wont.
Okay, when I first saw this at the grocery store, I think my life stopped for about 10 seconds then came back. It was really werid. I knew I had to have this picture, but I felt I'd be questioned or weird for getting a Men's magazine. But screw it, I got it anyway.
And there hasn't been ony girl who I've shown this picture too and not had an all-out stare! It cause he's HOT!!!!
I don't know if its my sex-drive or what because I think its from being in a Christian school and having our sexual drives being repressed all the time, but from what I've seen, everyone who graduated from that school is majorly sexual. I don't get it, but at least I can say that sex won't be boring with me.

Alright I've said waayy too much.

This late I know, but

2006-04-22T18:26:00.000-07:00

I just like the way it looks. really. Pocky inside glass vase. Yes thats what I'll call it. I am Heather.....I am genius.

Nayway, the following chocolate items has been shipped to me from the wonderful Rob in Toronto. I can't thank him enough for all the sinfully good goodies.

Yumm these were extra yummy. I don't remember seeing any MARS bars around here for forever. The Dove and Cabury eggs were very melt-in-yo-mouth delicious. Why dosen't America have these? We could go to war over this, at least its legit.

It says: Kinder MEGA Mix. WoW.

Inside this little box of Kinder fun I got three mini sticks of milk chocolate which had a really interesting white milk base inside, but tasted devine. The Kinder Egg surprise was suprisingly easy to open. I thought for sure it would be crushed by opening, inside I found a giant plastic yellow n' orange pill which hence, contained my prize: a mini puzzle. I still don't get it.

But it also came with a larger bar that was filled with hazelnut filling, sadly I had to pass that one on. But I did manage to get a kick outta of the uber-happy bunny and insect stickers. Everyone is always so happy.

I've had some similar ones before from the U.K. by Cadbury and yes they are quiet tasty. Though half the battle is stabbing the outter shell to get into the creamy chocolate inside, its well worth the battle I'd say because the inside is filled with a nice light creamy filling.

I'd really love to give these to some little kids just to watch them stab at it for about 10 min till they start whining and shove it back at me to open it for them.

Reasons Why I haven't Posted

2006-04-20T13:45:00.000-07:00

I have been recently abducted.
I've been lazy.
Nothing has happened.
My dad hid the digital camera so I can't take any pictures.
I've done some cheating.......I've been spending a bit too much time over on MySpace.
I'm writing a tell-all gossip fest book about my life. Yeah I'm naming names people so watch out!
I like to drive.
I've been spending too much cyber-window shopping.
I still haven't figured out why everyone reads my blog.
You must love me so much to still keep reading this list.

random....random crap postings

2006-04-17T18:22:00.000-07:00

This would make a very intersting wedding dress. Very mod looking don't you think? I am in luv with stuff like this. I just gotta get a dark nior-black wig to match.

I'm so doing this to a pair of cheap-o sneaks. As for the picture on the left........I just like it. I love the look and how alternative it is. If I ever decide to get into that depressive-ressesive mode, I'm going with a look like that.

Honestly I don't know why i stole this picture from somone's website. I just thought it looked cool, because I actually like really alternative looking cartoon characters. I really need my own cartoon or comic made of myself. None of that indie-chick crap.

Candy is Dandy but Liqour is quicker and how I survived Easter 06'

2006-04-16T17:50:00.000-07:00

Man, I really must have forgotton about yesterday entirely. Thats really pathetic cause when I started writing this piece, I almost began to repeat myself over.

Umm anyway, so yeah obviously I did survive Easter. Many thanks to Johnathan in taking part of the escape.

Soooo last night was interesting. After burrowing my rear into the couch to watch another year of original "The 10 Comandments" I got a phone call from a friend and thus began my adventure for the night.

We meet up at this local mexican restaurant, and ate our way through chips n' tortilla soup and I had my first White Russian. It was..........like a latte with vodka in it. It tasted a bit bitter to me at first but gradually it began tasting better with each sip.

So after drinking, I had to use the bathroom and as girls do we went together and they had one of those weird automatic paper towel dispenser things, which we had a little too much fun with. I'm sure that explains why everyone was staring at us after we came out.

Its really hard to pee and laugh. I'm sure you guys just had to know that about me.

So we decided to go hopping around to friend's houses, and ended up dying eggs, meeting friend's boyfriend's etc etc.

Then straying off into prosser. With that after picking up a friend we ended up getting pulled over for speeding. Thankfully I wasn't driving, but it turns out the cop liked us, and his partner in the back knew my friend. I'm pretty sure that played a part in avoiding the ticket I'm also sure that the Jesus bobble head too with the police lights blarring behind it.

So with that our last stop was stupid walmart which had been ripped to shreds from last minute people getting Easter items.

So make a boring story shorter, I got dumped off at home and staggared my into the house with khalua all over my breath and slept in the longest ever: 9:30 am.

So I spent (sadly and regretably) easter morning drinking tons of tea n' water trying to flush out the last of the alcohol. Meanwhile I had no clue when easter dinner was so it was sorta a chance game of when my friend would call to get me outta there. I finally broke and called my grandparents and found out it was around 1 pm. CRAP!

Desperatly I tried to call Johnathan. I desperatly tried to mesenger him. Nothing. No repsonse.

I felt doomed. I thought I was going to have to rely on my old female.....female problems we'll call it.

So 1 pm comes around.......I sluggishly drag my rear into the car and to the grandparents' home.

It actually wasn't as bad the first few mintues I was there. It only got worse when we all went into the dining room and my grandfather decides to pat my rear as if I'm a 3 year old child again.

Honestly I do not believe he means it in a bad way. I think he's just honestly dumb about females and what NOT to do. The men on that side of the family have proved one thing they have: Stupidety.

Family all sits down at the table. Hardly any conversation exists. Then my dad decides to bring up about how the magpies are making "messes" on one of his wind machines.

This is where is peaks in dinner conversation there.

All the while I kept thinking. He's not gonna call me. I knew it! I knew it! He's so going to pay for this!

But no my friend came through, and did a excellent job of acting on the phone. Of course it dosen't take much when on the phone, but whatever! The point is that I got outta there and celebrated with the latest issue of Rolling Stone mag under my arm.

So that leads me to the here and now. I'm not proud by any means of what I did today. I dont like to lie, but the best way I am going to try to justify it is, just spend 14 years with grandpa and grandma horst and you'd know my reasons why.

Champagne makes work better!

2006-04-15T16:56:00.000-07:00

Really it does. The reasons for that is my boss can somtimes get a bit stressed or confused by her own thoughts. But once we've broken open a bottle.......its smooth sailing the rest of the day.

The day actually started out quiet nicely, I contructed some sort of flower-votive holder that took on alot of compliments from customers.

Yes, I feel validated now. har har!

Soooo after the day dragged on, my boss decided to crack open the champagne and that usually starts around 2pm. We start early................

After having a few cups, I started to relax a bit, and found almost any words coming out a person's mouth funny. I didn't get it either but when I heard this little 4 year old say "thats shit" I couldn't stop snickering.

Now as I sit here tapping away at the key board, drinking lots of pots of tea to wash out the rest of the alcohol.........I think..........How on earth am I going to survive tomorow's Easter dinner???

My mind thinks: Maybe its not going to be that awful........your just making a bigger deal out of it than you really should.

My real inner thoughts: Maybe I should just really listen to my boss instead and bribe my grandmother with goodies, while chugging down a bottle of champagne and making my escape.

So until tomorow evening, I'll you all know how the day went..........how my easter-escape went. Will it blow over? OR Will I be homefree?

Only the Easter Bunny and Jesus know.

hehehehehee

2006-04-14T18:05:00.000-07:00

I don't know why I'm even talking about this.......probably because its so frickin funny. But if you've ever seen photos of people who've had too much to drink or are still recovering after those 6 vodka shots, you'll find yourself laughing.

After visiting that guy I meet over in Ellensburg this past week, I remembered when he showed me a picture of the worst drunken photo. At first I thought "why the hell is showing me this?"

This is the part where all my grandparents' and strict upholding people in my life come in to try and block me from laughing.

But yeah I didn't care cause it was so funny... I still laugh about it

He sorta reminded me of this puffer fish..........only really bloated, coked over and still drunk at 7 am.

HAHAHAHHA

Yeah, if you ever want to get back at some idiot for screwing you over, I'd say just mail the drunk photo of the person to every known relative.

I know people are vying to have yet to get a photo of me at my worst, but I say good luck idiots!

Lessons Learned

2006-04-13T09:37:00.000-07:00

I recently took a trip to meet somone whom I thought would be interesting. And interesting it was.

So lemme back up...........waaaayy back to get this story right. It all started when I saw his picture on a very famous site I'm sure you alll know about. Anyway after corresponding back and forth for awhile and telling a few friends about it. I began to having questionable feelings in a my heart about him. I guess I could actually say they were warnings in my heart.

For the longest while I had been feeling so blue and bored with my life so meeting somone new and had that badass image proved to be irrisistable to a girl like me. I had been there before and knew what it was like, and I also knew the results of hanging around a person of that nature.

So anyway, things and emotions began to stir in my heart about this guy. I knew without evening meeting him that he wasn't a Christian nor held any values related to that.

I didn't care, I was sooo bored with my life it was terrible. I had been complaing to God for a long while that I was giving on this waiting bit and I was sick of almost closely leading the life of a pre-nun.

But the warnings in my heart did not go away as I consulted some friends who warned me about some choices they made and regretted. I cried and was angry about it for awhile but eventually gave up and figured I was better off just being where I was.

So then, I got a message from him I had forgotten about. Suddenly all those conversations and warnings in my heart dissapeared oddly. I decided to just live and meet him and have fun. And there isn't anything wrong with that, its just doing it without making an ass out of yourself or falling away from yourself.

So I made a date to come, and was very excited beforehand and I even prayed that God wouldn't let me do somthing stupid I would regret and clearly He did watch over me during the time I spent there, even though most of you would brush off that nothing could have happened anyway, the fact is that...you just never know.

So I drove up there, the farthest I had ever driven myself. Pathetic? Very! But my trust in mapquest has been renewed.

So during the time I spent with him, sorta getting to know him, I honestly did have a good time dispite coming in the middle of the week.

He was handsome, different, and seemed to be well rounded.........but I nothing really connected me with him. No offense if anyone related to him is reading this.

Don't get me wrong, he is a gorgeous guy, who is very intriguing and as much as I would love to get to know him more, I won't move unless he decides to and I have a good guess that he won't be doing that anytime sooner or later.

So anyway, with that I don't regret this trip. It actually taught me alot. That I had God's hand on me today...though I know many of you probably won't understand that part, thats okay.

I now know that I am capable of driving long distances, how I can let my expectations get the best of me in times like these, and how the direction of my life is going in the choices I am making now.

Strange how all that came together in my head during this time and I admit I felt sorta decieved in the beginning it was partly my fault due to a false image I had in my mind about things. Luckily I learned a few tricks before doing anything I might have really regreted.

Life Goes On

The End

Peepin

2006-04-10T13:47:00.000-07:00

So its come down to this. I must know what all of you secrectly munch on during this holy holiday.

One thing is for sure in my little family....candy and cookies are always present at every holiday. Except for the 4th of July......that dosen't count.

Now I'm personally more of a peep n' cadbury egg gal. I just love anything mushy or melty.

I too of course always got stuck with the random jelly beans. I always threw those away to poor unsuspecting animals......or friend's I didn't care for much.

Man I was on such a sugar high each month.... that probably explains all those shakes I had as a kid.....

Movie day

2006-04-09T16:41:00.000-07:00

Right, I know that I am 21 years of age. Waaayyy beyond the cartoon-loving age when I could literally sit all day and watch pointless drawn characters in a box. It was pure magic.

So I'm actually quiet into anime. No, not the porno sickos! I'm talking about the classical stories such as Spirited Away.

Sunday.....the most lethargic day of the week. My favorite.

After talking mum into getting some movies, I decided to pick up Howl's Moving Castle.

A supurb movie with lovely music and a great story. I don't know why I fall for this type of animation.......very strange.......

oh yeah I lost track there....so just to prove my obession I tracked down some stills from the movie. Enjoy
Why on earth I stuck the poster from it on here, I'll never know. Unless you do. Tell me please!
One, thing about movies from Japan....is that its all out humans changing into monsters or feathery creatures, and good and evil demons. I was raised that "demon" meant bad. But hey........
Veeeerrryyyyy interesting scene. Just to irritate you all I won't explain it. You have to rent the movie.

sooo bored

2006-04-07T12:10:00.000-07:00

I decided to take a break from exposing my family this week. I figure I'll leave the rest up to when I am getting married and then everything blows over. Meanwhile I'm desperatly trying to get over a sickness, and all the while I'm doped up on self-adrenaline because I'm meeting a guy next week.
Now since I do not like exposing or telling many people about my dating life, I'm keeping this quiet. Its a combination of superstition and I just like to have certain things private. Just take a lesson from our celebs. News such as that travels at lightening speed in my family. It usually goes like this: mom to dad to his parents to uncle then somehow back to me, when I am left speechless.

I am suriving work also, dispite having a rift with my ego-happy boss. I figure as long as I come in with a smile on my face and rake in as much dough as I can I'm in the safe zone. Unless she randomly gets mad...........again.
I am too sheltered!

So with that, I am just truckkin along.

My MOM

2006-04-05T13:01:00.000-07:00

Shes the little girl on the left with the hairclips. This must have been taken around 1956.
Here she is again with my grandpapa, right before getting married. Forgive me, but I my popo reminds me of a seedy used-car salesman. But mom looks good though!
Ah, the wedding picutres, those forced moments where you put on a smile. She always says she hated her wedding dress. I don't know why because compared to most of 1980 weddings, I thought she was very nice. No major puffed sleeves, but then again it was 1981 so everyone was still on a hangover from the 70's.

ME!

2006-04-04T09:10:00.000-07:00

Aww tiz me, baby Heather. Age 1. Yes I had a fondness for leaves in those days.
Did I spill the beans? Yeah okay it was a lame joke. But really I can't explain how I got that jar open or why we had such a ugly refridgerator.
My first day of pre-school. Yes, we had orange crush carpet in my old house on our stairs. But it was so ugly...........it was cool. I'd also like to know why my hair is so electric in that pic.
Ch-Ch-China town. My little outfit from San Fran I picked up. I don't know my age in this pic, but obviously I was very young. hehe
Ooooooooohhhhh my old slumber-birthday parties! I loved those and had the best fun! I had such cute friends...........who bought me great gifts all the time.....sigh....those days are gone..........

Family Secrets and Photos of my past

2006-04-02T12:45:00.000-07:00

I had a really hard time finding baby photos of me. I honestly don't know if mom got mad and destroyed them or we just plain lost a bunch. Its a shame because I was so cute. Anyway, I loved our trip to Hawaii so much I wanted to include it. This is my pre-akward stage into adolencense.

This trip was the best because I really roamed free in Hawaii and felt safe. My dad was stuck in the hotel due to 2nd degree burns (dummy didn't use sunscreen) while my mom tended to dad. Lucky for me I only got burned on my eyelids. hehe. Odd I know.

Many people know my grandfather, but many people don't know that he had a white man's fro! This secret was kept from me until I was snoopy enough to discover it myself in the family files. Shocking isn't it?

My youngin grandparents (all these pics by the way are my mom's cool side of the familia) Again this was taken in hawaii where they lived for a good long while during the war, then came back home to San Fran.
God, if they only still made clothes like that! This is my grammie (Bonnie Reese Hughes) right after she got married to my popo (Byron Hughes) who was in the Navy. She flew all the way from San Fransisco to marry him.
Yet another ravishing photo. This was taken before I was born. Before the world really existed I should say, pre-1984. This obviously was for halloween, because my family isn't that odd....right? right?

Still I'm grateful for a grandmother who still remains ever so young and ageless.

LOST

2006-03-30T09:04:00.000-08:00

Oh dang it! What was this post about again? I totally forgot. I don't know why...........because every time I look at these pictures...............yeah. So you all know I'm already an addict for this show. and if they don't include some Sawyer-face time.....I'm usually grumpy by the end. Damn those producers! Don't they know how important he is to the show?

Ok anyway, so last night's episode wasn't even about him, but who cares right? right?

Wait! What this sticky wet substance all over the keyboard!? ewww........oh wait, sorry just drool.

Wipes down keyboard

Anyway, so basically Locke (that older wiseman guy) basically goes through his previous life flashbacks, gets his legs stuck under a door, and finds a secret message on the door under blue light.

It left me with nothing but the words: "OHMYGOSH"! "OOOOHHMYYYGOSH"!
So it was dubbed to be the episode that "changes everything". Yeah right....snickers..........and I fell for it. yeah I know. But if it involves anything with Sawyer or Sayid and them just waving a gun or beating the crap outta somone..........you know I'm watching....or more like becoming one with the tv.

Pathetic? yes, I admit to it, but with pride my fellow readers.

P.S.

I hope you all are coming up with good excuses for me to miss Easter dinner. I encourage you all to do somthing productivly stupid for me so I can spend my 5 minutes in the hospital with you.

Merci.

Easter 2006

2006-03-28T12:46:00.000-08:00

This is a public plea people. So listen up! Normally every holiday I try a suck up as much as I can, and grin to all the relatives....even the ones who are still patting my behind............AHEM.

So what I need from you, my fellow subject, ahem, blog readers is to help me come up with or plot a good excuse to miss Easter lunchon.

This years great feast to be held at none other than my grandma Horst's kitchen.

Dear God, I pray that I might not be forced to eat ham dripping with greasy cheese and forced to eat that warm "low-fat" cheesecake again. ACK!

So to anyone who can think up a good excuse or can fake a death/illness really well I promie I will reward you for such horrid behavior.

Wink Wink

Just be sure to leave any ideas on the comments page okay. I keep getting bombarded with dozens of emails and its clogging up.

!!!!!HELP SAVE HEATHER FROM EASTER GRANDMA!!!!!

My shoes

2006-03-28T08:46:00.000-08:00

When I first tried these babys on, it was magic. About 3 inches of magic really. About $79.00 bucks worth of magic to look hot. And it all only lasted about a minute.

I just bought these and I'm already still drooling over the pictures, waiting like a hungry animal for them to come in the mail. And then once I get the box, I'll rip it open and the box'll be flying.

In all honesty I'm not a shoe person nor a handbag person like the rest of my friends are. I don't spend $7.99 on every cheap, cute bag/shoe there is out there. In fact I dispise women who do that.

Because in the end it all adds up and you could have gotten that great expensive high-quality pair in the first place.

I know some girls who can literally swim in all their bags and shoes. I shake my head in shame.

The suckers I just bought here cost me about $80.00 but since I take good care of my heels I'll have them forever and they match with everything!

Did mention they are drop dead hot as well?

I just love that whole 1940's war pin-up girl look.

Ok nough said, cause I'm blushing now.

Expeirmenting with Japanese food

2006-03-28T07:57:00.000-08:00

This picture sucks I know, unfortunatly at the time I hadn't discovered using white paper as a background. Slaps forehead. I was really scared of this at first, I don't know why but eventually I over came my fear of paste-y things and scooped the soy bean paste out. Its extremely salty though so watch out if you don't want to turn into a balloon.

the greens.............

Ahhh yummy smelling Miso. My finished product and its all mine ready too eat!

Okay, is this not an awesome picture? Alright I admit I'm sounding a bit lame here but it seems that I have much more coolness to make up for it.

Pocky, seems to have a cult-snackers-following so I figured I'll try a bite from one. I've known a few people that have gone through entire boxes of these things.

Personally I give this stuff a #5 rating. Why? because although chocolate part was good, the biscuity stick........it was like I could easily taste the salt.

Maybe its just me, but I just gave the rest to dad.

Dad+Gun+Cat+Propane tank= super fun explosion!

2006-03-27T09:17:00.000-08:00

Yeeeaah so yesterday at dinner my dad and I spied that most annoying cat howling its usual love song for anyone. I hate that damn cat. Every night and morning it straggles around my window meowing so loud! I banged on my window once and that shut it up.
Anyway, so my dad had a very clear shot at it. Cats and other stray animals don't last long on our property. So if you happen to let your dog or cat lose without first telling us, then it'll probably meet its demise by my dad rifle.
So anyway, here is this stupid cat clear out in the open and the poor thing has no clue its about to die within the next 5 mintues.

So what does it do? It decides to sit right in front of my dad's propane tank. Hehehehe. I would have laughed so hard if my dad shot it and seeing the barn go with it in flames. I also would have laughed at the fact my dad would be so stupid to do that and see him explain it to the cops after our neighbors call 911.
HA-HA-HA-HA!

Sadly dad missed the tank and shot the poor little fella dead in the head. My would seriously think abotu firing my butt if she was reading this now.

Sooo the cats lying there.......and then BOOM! it start flying and jumping all over in the air.

ME: DAD! DAD! WHAT THE HECK DID YOU DO?!!!! OHMYGOD! ITS LIKE ITS POSSED BY A DEMON OR SOMTHING!!! OHMAGAH!

Of course it wasn't possed, although that would have been sorta cool, except when it would probably start eating my kitties. But it was like that cat just flew into life or somthing because it really the furiously jumping all over and fur was flying! Even my yellow kitty, Sunshine freaked out from eating food. Looks up ears pert with a look on the face of "OHMAHGOD! WHAT THE HECK?!!!!".

So after it did its little jump n' jive dance its soul finally was put to peace. Undearneath about 3 feet of dirt. Somwhere in our vinyard........

I'm starting to wonder how many dead animals we have buried out there now. Really because we could have an animal graveyard on our property.
I could possibly make cash with this.................

Putting your beloved friend to rest hmmmmmm. Stick some nice flowers and a bunch of jibber jabber on how animals are better than us and I think I've got somthing.

Anyway, so thats that.

and.......

2006-03-23T21:26:00.000-08:00

Oh and yeah, if you happen to maybe look like this and sitting in my living room looking like that scene with sharon stone from Basic Instinct. Then ok, yeah I'll marry you. cause like......ohmygosh this picture is like..............ladies you absolutly know what I mean.

Hints for the future...............

2006-03-23T21:15:00.002-08:00

If for some strange reason I marry a person whos reading this, take me to this place after the wedding.

Hints for the future...............

2006-03-23T21:15:00.001-08:00

If for some strange reason I marry a person whos reading this, take me to this place after the wedding.

NOOOOOOOO!!!!

2006-03-22T11:17:00.000-08:00

This is either a sad or happy day ladies. He looks more like a Maylasian transexual to me here. Either that or he's really gotten in touch with fem things. Personally I feel that some women's things should always be kept private. After all those movies, after looking so damn hot in all of them..............and now this picture just breaks it all down. I weep for this.

uuuuuuuuuuuuuggggggggaaahhhhh

2006-03-20T17:53:00.000-08:00

Thats all I have to say really............my true feelings at the moement. This is kinda mood that kills any reason(s) for romance.

him: you look so beautiful in the light, I think I love you.

Me: ummm uurrrggaaahhh bllaaahhhh..........what now?

him: I uuuhhhh..... (purposly loses train of thought).

Me: no really what were you going to say, you know I'm going to get it out of you sooner or later. Was because I burped? was it the urrrmmm meellgllaah bllaahhhhh???

Me: yeah.....okay....whatever.

Trouble at Costco

2006-03-18T18:40:00.000-08:00

I'm a normal Costco fan/lover. I love how you can get more food than you'll ever eat in a week. I also love battling it out for asile space each time I go there.

Except for this time..................

I was in sad need of retail therapy. Having just canceled a trip, I wanted somthing to fill that void. So I did what I know best. Shopping. Whether it be getting gormet food to clothing. Whatever my heart desires for the day.
Thankfully mom was on my side that day, blew too much money, and ended the day with Costco which was a mad house.
People's carts piling up everywhere, boxs flying through the air........ok I'm lying, but they did spill alot of them today.
Anyway so here we are waiting in line, backed up into the snack food isles, slowing inching forward, inching!
When of course this lady rams her cart into my butt! It wasn't like she rammed into me, but she definatly pushed really into it. I didn't say anything at first, but shot her a look. You know those "looks".
I shot her the "that-was-rude-you-better-watch-hussy-next-time" look. I also replied with "geezzzz".
Needless to say, she didn't say sorry and just gave me a blank stare.

BIG MISTAKE!!!

So I put my tough girl skills out there and used my very thick butt and pushed back into her cart. HA-HA. Thats right, I totally used my rear to push back. I make my family and friends proud.

So we move forward a bit again, guess what genius does behind me again. Pushes her cart into my ass again! By then I have had it. I relied again on my bum and pushed back into her cart, only this time I really leaned back into it and said "EXCUSE ME"!!

From then on, miss pushbutt didn't try it on me again. Lucky for her. Cause I was in no mood to be messed with that hour.

Maybe it was the turkey sandwhich or the venti latte I had............whichever. I just won't take somone rammed their cart into my rear.
So just watch out for me at the grocery store ok. I know those places like......like.....my magazines. I wanted to avoid cliched wording again.

Crash n' stuff.........yeah I don't have anything better to here

2006-03-17T16:31:00.000-08:00

On a common fluke to the grocery store, I decided to waste my afternoon huddled in blankets watching movies. My key choices for this St. Patty's Day: Crash and Pride&Predjudice.
Two very different movies.
Anyway I just finished Crash and was blown away by it. Although there are many f-words and a nudity scene, you kinda had ot just brush off. Coming from where I live and hardly hearing anyone uttering curse words other than "crap" all the time, it did take some getting used to.
But I found this movie to be very effective and made me really think just how fast people get so angry and move in on their pre-concieved thoughts on people.
Thats especially easy where I live and its always about the whites vs. mexicans.
I thought about suggesting this movie to my parents but then realized all my dad would get out of it is how many f-words they said, or nudity etc etc. Just goes to show that he really dosen't listen.
So tonight I've gotta watch some Jane Austin, least for my friend's sake so I can have a conversation with them. I'm not the type that re-reads all the Jane Austin novels. Sure it'd be great to play around during that time, but actually living it?!!!
I couldn't imagine pooping in a ceramic bowl let alone OUTSIDE! Dogs might be watching..........or horses....or whatever else animals roamed the earth. Dodos or somthing.
Besides that, I'd probably just use my time machine to grab all the crap I could so I could later sell it in the future.

Me: So uuhhh..........how much do you think I could sell that antique pooper? or actually that sword or whatever. I'm sure some stupid geek might wanna buy it to prove to himself and internet buddies that he's a man.

My friends: (strong looking stares)

Me: Why are you looking at me like that? I just wanna make a profit. Its security for the future!

My friends: Heather your too funny, now drop the stuff and let it go.

Me: HECK NO! I'm fighting for this!

My friends: Grabes priceless antique thingy, wrestles to ground. SMASH!

Ahh yes, and there we have it. I can tie in the whole CRASH-movie theme. Yes we are all tied together and somtimes "crash" into each other. In my case somone crashed my freakin priceless antique I was gonna hack off. Thanks.

Why my dad is an ASSHOLE!

2006-03-14T19:36:00.000-08:00

Wouldn't you all really like to know?! Well for starters the asshole loses his temper at the drop of a hat. When I don't answer his precious question right off the bat, the asshole has to raise his almighty voice and yell: ANSWER ME!!!!!
Well ya know what.........FUCK IT AND YOU! He's always saying how he asks God to help change his ways if needed. Heres a clue idiot. Stop yelling and if I don't answer you all the fucking time. Then let it go!
Of all the the stupid things to say, "yeah you know I can still come over there and whoop you". Yeah I'd like to see you try that, idiot, I can rally enough support on me to make you look like such a freakin beater that when your talking to people, they'll really be looking down on you. Which they already do.
SO just keep making a fool of yourself at home stupid. I can rally against you.
Don't mess with me because if you make me mad enough I might just let you suffer in your pain which gives me pleasure.

Gifts from NY

2006-03-13T07:46:00.000-08:00

The following came from a great girl over in NY who spends her time either blogging about various eats around NY or probably listening to Magnet, like I am today. Thanks a million Robyn!

http://www.roboppy.net/food/

Yeah, I felt so incredibly stupid after this one; I was listening to the other cd, never even looked at the back side of the case to see that he autographed it.
Thats right, this shirt says it all. I love it! Oh and probably cause I got it for free too. But besides that you don't see this kinda truth in Sunnyside, everyone is still sporting stupid American Eagle garb printed all over them.
Hehehe its a poofy shirt!

Chocolate Swap

2006-03-12T16:13:00.000-08:00

So below are some of the following items I have receievd from my fab swap partner delana from the U.K. She totally outdid me and blew my mind when I open the box. THANK YOU DELANA!This by far was the most different candy bars I have ever tried in my life! Its a low-fat candy bar. 130 calories and 10 grams of fat. Not bad for a huge bar. Plus it has has all whole grain rice in it and rasphberry preserves. Different but delicious.

Another delicious item I got in my box. I just love hand-made items like this. Its my "smores" scarf

Backside instructions on how to crack these eggs open. Took me a few attempts, but after finally jabbing the lid open and half the time flipping it across the room.........I got it open! See below.

Yeah, ok I know the insides aren't that appealing but come on' its inside! I love chocolate egg-insides.

These were..semi-interesting. But good. I really couldn't taste the dark chocolate, but the white part of these pandas were quiet creamy.

If you've ever had a Charleston Chew bar, then this would best describe its texture only harder to chew. I wouldn't give these to a person with dentures.
Hehehe....minty balls, yeah it brings out my stupid 13 year old humor. You don't see this kinda packaging in the U.S.MY FAVORITES! I adore Cadbury. Why don't we have this in the U.S.? The biscuit is by far my favorite.
And here is the whole sheebang. Well except for the scarf, but whatever I adored and ate it all!

Who has the better hair?

2006-03-10T13:24:00.000-08:00

Yeah this is a fun little competition I'm having between me and rob. Vote for Heather!!! I've got the firey red hair!!!!

Oscar Night

2006-03-05T12:48:00.000-08:00

Its Oscar night people, I'll be watching. Don't call me!

MySpace = whorehouse

2006-03-04T19:30:00.000-08:00

MySpace makes me depressed. Thats why I hardly ever go on there. Plus the fact that its a whore house. Every time I do randomly go on to check out things, I usually end up spending a whole freakin hour looking at other people's profiles and their gorgeous bodies etc. It makes me feel like a worthless piece of crap.
This stuff makes it so hard to be a Christian. Desire to do good, set an example, listen to God. But at the same, just breaking out of that box somtimes would be nice.
But one thing I've noticed for sure, is that girls really are just putting themselves up for sex and that most modles are just horney bitches.
Anyway, I stopped off at Chuckar Cherries today to pick up a few treats for some special people and realized that those Myspacin chicks probably wouldnt touch chocolate if earth came into a big freeze down. They wouldn' be freezing the fat off them cause they don't have any.........sooo its probably left to their deteriorating bones.
Penguins will most likely become the new meat. Very sad. Plus they really couldn't run away fast......unless they just tried to waddle away. Thats when I come in and try to save all them and become enemy no 1#.
Just tryin to save the penguins!

My Psychology class has Classy Girls

2006-03-04T13:20:00.000-08:00

Yeah, guys I can really pick out a few desperate looking women for you. They really don't do much so you'd probably never have to worry about them cheating on you. They usually sit and eat gobs of chips, licorice, and candy bars, or even a McBurger for breakfast.
You also probably won't have to worry about them spending tons of money on clothing because they usuall wear sweats or really tight pants. And the best part is that most of them are really, really, REALLY single from all the divorces they've had.
And you don't have to worry about changing poopy diapers because most of their kids are already potty trained 12 year olds.
I must say the guys in the class aren't any better. Most look to me like, they've been scrapped off the bottom of a car or somthing. Thats probably where they sleep right? Under a car? kidding.

Celebrities are classy

2006-03-03T18:36:00.000-08:00

Class act. Straw and bottle of champagne. My boss would be proud.
I'm trying to process this picture into my head of what NOT to look like 20 years from now. I just, I honstly don't even get this picture. She looks like a brazilian wannabe prostitute who sucked on too much heroin to make her lips big. Ick.
Bless all those who have passed around this photo of Emma Watson's under age drinking. If this didn't slap her all over the face then I'm sure that beer bottle probably will later on.

Yeah, really ummmm......natural...with giving off the finger and all. perp.
The funniest comment I read about this was, was how the two girls are posing to be sexy, but they don't seem to remember that Lindsey Lohan is right between them. Nice try.

2006-03-02T18:29:00.000-08:00

We all know that a very important and holy night is upon us all this Sunday. Its a time where we all go to praise one another, a place where half our nations' celebrities come to worship a little golden man named: Oscar.
Cue the fantasy music:
And now we enter into my dream: I'm usually on the red carpet all strung up and practically choking with jewlery and sporting a sleek gown for the ceremonies. "Please please I cannot sign anymoe autographs, devoted fans". "This 40 carat ring from my 3 time Oscar winner husband is weighing me all down".
Oh wait, and whos that I see coming toward me............why its George clooney.........what? you want to? what?! SERIOUSLY WHAT?! I can't hear you from everyone shouting my name.
As I make my way into the outragously decked out theater, and skip to the part where BEST ACTRESS is being announced. I hear...............my name. Yes, I win BEST ACTRESS!!! I guess that stirring performace about when I killed my husband over a dinner mint really was the icing on my cake. or ax......or whatever............
I sweep up onto the stage, displaying my best crying/surprised look and weep and end up telling my life story for the next half hour while America is captivated by it all.
After that, my life becomes a whirlwind of parties, mints, free goody bags, gossip and rumours, then I end up losing it all from inventing in too many cat-toy products and end up living in the slums of Beverly Hills as a half-crazed woman trying to melt my oscar down to pawn off as real gold for mints. I'll be the best half crazy lady with the freshest mouth in Hollywood.

ok, and the nominees are..............

2006-03-02T18:09:00.000-08:00

Hottie

2006-03-01T13:38:00.000-08:00

If this is not the absolute picture of sexy, then I must be a total idiot. The again from time to time I've made alot of publicly known stupid mistakes.

This lovely shot of pete dorhty (he's kate moss's bf) was taken because the idiot steals cars. Honestly, this guy looks like a piece of crap tossed onto the side of road and then rammed over a few times before turning itself into a bloody plup. I also don't really fantasize looking into my herion-addicted boyfriend's eyes. Unless of course I was also on meth and had the stars in my eyes too. Then it'd be legit.

dreamin

2006-02-28T07:56:00.000-08:00

I've decided to start recording my dreams no matter how weird they are or will become..........because somtime down the line, they uh might come in handy. So here was last nights dream: Basically it was like I went back to high school only it sorta felt like a reunion and all of my class was headed to some camp together and I was riding in what felt like an SUV with Rachel Jacobson, Brady, Tabitha, and Dustin Merryman. I had no clue who was driving. But I just remember Dustin asking us all if we were hungry after eating an hour ago or somthing. Then he turned to us and said, "man I don't know how you guys do it...I'd be starving".
Yeah I don't get it either, thats why its called a dream.
Anyway, and before that we had all been in the woods, and courgars were on the loose so we had to be carful and I think we saw one, through the van going home, I just remember saying to myself we're finally going home. Near the end, we somhow ended up in what looked like my grammie & popo's house, I was there and a few other were too, and Nate appeared, was in a sweatsuit and watned to dangle from a rope attachted to the car port. but for some reason he couldn't so he kindly asked for me hand to help, of course I thought it was just soooooo sweet and quickly offered it and he started swining back and forth. He then ended up skinning his head on the gravel, but kept it up and I managed to help swing him super high...........................and.......................then....................then of course I woke up in a state of shock trying to remember the dream. Sigh. Just made me miss and think of my high school dayz.

Misconceptions?

2006-02-25T16:26:00.000-08:00

Although most of my girlfriends dis-like vogue and all those other mags I read, and so most of the time I leaving them flapping about throughout the house. Until recently my dad found my latest installment of BUST magazine. Its not what you think, yeah yeah yeah, its actually a femminist mag but a bit umm errr more risque and its pretty much open to talking about anyting and everything. Of course my dad flipped through and I'm positive it was that interview with that lesbian rocker he found and chewed me out for reading it. Later on yesterday evening as I was coming out of my room, I was his reflection through a picture and found him reading my Brit Vogue magazine. I really wasn't that shocked because earlier he took interest in a bridal bouqet book I got from the liberary earlier.
So I spent some time staring at him, then finally thought ok, I'll test him and see how he reacts when I come into the room. So I come in and immediatly with shock plops it down and walks away.
AH HA! I said to myself, I KNEW IT! Somthing is up or wrong or whatever. I thought about telling mum about it, but then figured I really shouldn't because it'll more than likely end up in dad's ears.
I guess this is more of a relate and vetn story. We've all been there surely with awkward moements with parents and all.

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