cursed

FYI, i think my blog is cursed. Any time I mention a guy on my blog, they turn weird shortly there after. I think they are great, blog about how great they are, then BAM! they turn weird.

Blah, men. So I'm not going to blog about them anymore.

P.S. If you type "curse" into Google picture search, you get some really weird pictures.

Perfect Man

Steph and I have decided that this guy is the perfect man! He may be a model from a website that I was shopping on..... and he doesn't know that I exsist... but I'm pretty sure he loves me. We named him Alejandro. :)

Skydiving

It's become a tradition for me to do something a little crazy or out of the ordinary for my birthday. About a month ago I was trying to figure out what I wanted to do to celebrate and I came up with Skydiving. I had wanted to skydive for a while, but never really looked into it. I told some friends and family that I was going to go skydiving. Several people contemplated joining me, but it came down to just my brother Reed and my friend Amanda that decided to make the jump.I scheduled our jumps for Saturday the 5th, 2 days before my birthday. The weather has been horrible for June, but we got lucky and Saturday was a beautiful day. Once we got to the field we all felt pretty good about our decision to skydive. It was comforting to see that there were lots of people there, and we even saw a few groups suit up, take off, skydive and land. It was reassuring to see them land and come off the field smiling and saying it was the best experience.Getting suited up wasn't the most comfortable. I was glad that I wasn't a boy, because as is there seemed to be some discomfort in the crotch area with all the straps and harnesses going on. Safety before comfort! We took a few pictures of us all suited up, met our tandem instructors, and then loaded onto the plane.It was an interesting 15 to 20 minutes in the plane while we got to the right altitude. It was loud and we were all sitting between eachothers legs, facing toward the door we would ultimately jump out of. Once we got up to the correct altitude our instructors helped us with our helmets and goggles, tightened our harnesses and clicked us into the connectors on their chests. The door opened and we did an awkward scoot toward the door. As I saw Reed and his instructor drop out my heart began to pound a bit harder. I scooted more. Saw Amanda and her instructor drop out and spin into the air. At this point we are at the door and my heels are touching the bottom of the plane. "one.. two - go" and we were spinning into the air. It was an exhilarating feeling. It didn't feel like falling as much as it felt like flying. Never once in the air did it cross my mind that I could die if something went wrong. It was just surreal.
We all landed safely and agreed that we would go again if we could afford it. The adrenalin was strong and even though I was no longer nervous my hands were shaky for another 15 minutes or so. It was an absolutely amazing experience, one I'm sure I'll do again!

Visiting Grandma

Over memorial Day weekend Reed and I went to visit Grandma Risenmay. We arrived Sunday in the late afternoon and had a relaxing evening playing 5 dice and watching the movie The Blind Side and then a couple hours of the tv show "I shouldn't be alive." It was nice to hang out with grandma. Monday morning I woke up and went out to the living room to find grandma awake and drinking her warm water. We sat and chatted and eventually Reed woke up and came out to the living room as well. Grandma was very worried that Reed did not want to go to the bathroom when he woke up. She asked him several times "dont you want to go to the bathroom? I always need to go to the bathroom when I wake up." Reed insisted that he didn't need to go to the bathroom. Grandma went to McDonalds to pick up breakfast burritos for us while Reed and I got ready for the day. Once we were done with breakfast and ready for the day we loaded things into the car to go decorate Grandpa's grave for Memorial day. I was amazed at the amount of decorations at the graveyard. There were several people there decorating graves. Grandma was so grateful that Reed and I were there to help her. She tried to help us, but said she found out how useless she was. We were happy to do the work while she directed us in what she wanted done. We then went back to grandmas house and played a few more rounds of 5 dice. Grandma was very tired so we decided to hit the road and try to beat the holiday traffic. We did not miss the traffic rush, but it was well worth it to be there with Grandma.

My Hopes

I was reading a blog post written by a friends wife, about her hopes for her life, and the type of person and mother she hopes to be. It made me think about what my goals are as a person, and what I want to be, so I thought I'd make a list as well.I hope to smile and laugh, and be happy more than any other emotion. To focus on the positive, and the blessings in my life, more than on the sadness and frustrations.

• I hope to always be forgiving, and to try to understand other people and their true intentions, and to realize that when people do harmful things, it is only because they are hurting within themselves.
• I hope to always take care of my body and strive to be healthy but be able to stay balanced in my health. Eat well, exercise, but also enjoy life and eat dessert. :)
• I hope to always have a home that feels comfortable. To have it well decorated, but lived in. A place where your heart feels warm.
• I hope for my home to also be an open, loving environment. One like my mom's where there are always visitors, and those visitors often feel like they are at their home away from home.
• I hope I always have a dog. This may seem silly to some, but I feel like a family is not a family without a dog. I also feel that having a dog can help teach children how to be loving and caring toward all creatures.
• I hope to never have my children (Will and any others I may someday have) doubt that I love them. I want them to know, no matter what, that their mom will always be there for them.
• I hope to someday be a wife. I want my husband to feel as though I am his biggest fan. I want to make him dinner, and rub his back. I want to snuggle, and laugh. I want to have a loving relationship with my husband that I know is a good role model to our children of what a relationship should look like.
• I want to not live my life in fear. I want to love and laugh and play. I want to live my life to the fullest.
• I hope to be a non judgmental person. I want to have friends from all walks of life and to love them for who they are and where they have come from.
• I hope to raise a family, who laughs as much as my parents and siblings do when we are together.
• I hope to teach my children how to be charitable and giving. I hope to teach them them that giving to others brings love and happiness to their own hearts.
• I hope to learn from my children as I realize that each child and person has their own strengths.
• I hope to always value myself, and not let things in life weigh down my inner self.

One of my favorite quotes: "I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails. I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp. I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbors children. I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden. I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder. I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived." — Marjorie Pay Hinckley

Ok, maybe not a station wagon... but you get the idea. I hope to live a life that is a reflection of love and happiness.

And the not so little things

Events of Yesterday:

• Woke up late because the NyQuil I took the night before worked a little too well
• Arrived late to work
• Felt tired all day - contemplated hiding in a closet to take a nap at work
• Received a text from Joel reminding me that he was going to make dinner that night and that my job was to bring home a movie
• Watched the clock, waiting for it to finally be time to leave work
• Received some texts from Joel while he was at the grocery store
• Smiled for the millionth time that day
• Finally 5, hurried to pick up the movie and get home
• Joel was waiting for me at my place
• Tried to help Joel prepare dinner, was physically picked up and placed on the couch and told to relax
• Tried again, and again and finally realized there was nothing that I could do to get him to let me help
• Watched one of my law shows while I waited for dinner
• Dinner was ready - smiled at how absolutely amazing Joel is
• Ate tons of the super yummy dinner - Talapia stuffed with crab, green beans with cashews and honey glaze, spinach salad with fruit
• Stared at Joel in amazement
• Washed the dishes together, even though Joel wanted me to sit on the couch while he did it.
• Watched tv while I rubbed Joel's back and listened to him answer the questions on Jeopardy
  
• Watched the movie Brothers and drank a glass of wine, while snuggled up with Joel
• Smiled each time he kissed me on the top of my head
• Joel told me he had tickets for the Mariners game in 2 weeks.
  
• Smiled thinking about last time we went to the Mariners game.
• Snuggles, kisses
• Fall asleep smiling - again.

(Am I dreaming?!)

Best Invention

I may never use my sewing machine again.