New Moon

Yes, I did see New Moon thursday night. And yes, I did giggle, scream and cry. For the other teenage girls and middle-aged woman who appreciate a good, cheesy, over-dramatized chick flick, I have let you relive the little moments that made New Moon the incredible movie it is. Just a little side note though- a hundred times better than Twilight.

ooohhhhh yeeeahhhh. Who doesn't like a pale fella with a couple exposed chest hairs?

I'm not going to lie, I cried when Edward left.

I love how this scene validates all of the negative comments on how stupid and cheesy this movie is.

It's okay Bella. I look at Jacob that way too...

Werewolves who can't wear shirts. I swear Stephanie Meyer is a freaking genius.

If i had to describe my perfect man, he would look just like this guy.

Sweet Mother of Love.

Best part of the whole movie? Jacob was shirtless 50% of the time.

Btw---Alex believes he is a combination of Jacob and Edward- Jakeward. This just blows my mind. How can bella leave jacob for edward if jacob IS edward. And does this mean he hates himself? And how can he be ice cold and blazing hot at the same time? Oh goodness....

Phoness

I have decided that texting/ phones suck. For one, my #1 button doesn't work because I dropped my phone in water (a few times). This prohibits the main reason I have a phone- calling people. Sorry Virginia people.....but that 1-804-741-#### ain't gonna work anymore. Secondly, texting has become boring and monotonous (gasp). I never know what they really mean and sarcasm is ultimately guesswork. I also honestly don't care about most of the things people choose to tell me. Thirdly, I leave my phone in my room after I get home and when I check it I have a bazillion texts of people thinking I died. If for any reason I don't text you back, I can assure you I am not dead. (hopefully). Fourthly, and most importantly, caden and preston. Everyday I sit across from Preston or Caden and everyday my phone is taken by Preston or Caden. You'd think I would learn by now....but no. They take it and then make videos or pass it around the cafeteria or hand it to eachother under the table, or take pictures of themselves and set it as the background. I don't even know what theyre doing most of the time. Today, Caden took Aubri's phone and took a picture of me and set it as her background, without me knowing. Well today happened to be my 'get out of my way', lazy day. Absolutely no effort was put into today. Its hard to be mad at preston and caden because their hilarious and my buds but still......I just wanted to tell you that phones are the bain of my existence. (for now...)

so, im updating my blog mostly because im sick of seeing my creepy puffy baby eyes everytime i enter my site.

I got back from Virginia two weeks ago and want to go back very very badly for these reasons
1) some of my friends here are annoying me at the moment
2) its greener
3) school hasn't started there
4) its not as hot
5) i miss my friends

yes, yes, its extremely sad. I know. But on the bright side my whole family is going to be here including but not limited to tons of cousins, aunts, uncles, sisters, papa, step people, grandparents, in-laws, second cousins, etc. Thats not even the best part! I discovered at least 30 cans of diet coke and dr. pepper in my pantry this morning! Thank Heavens for the Toolson Family Addiction. I also started school at Higley this year. Its kind of startling everytime i go to school when I see the H crest thing plastered everywhere. I still feel like a Black Hawk and its a good possibility I will never get the true school spirit at Higley. Oh well, WF beats Higley anyways. I do have some pretty amazing classes this year though. Emily is in my 1st hour, Nick is in my 2nd, and Justin is in my 3rd. My teachers are pretty amazing too although im pretty sure some of my teachers are crack heads. I also have lunch with my friends like Emily, Katie, Aubri, Ragen, Caden, Preston, Brandon, Scott, and a bunch of other people. Life is good, except that I miss WF and Virginia and stuff......

PICTURES

Sooo, I found all of these pictures of the good ole days in my house. All of these are from when I lived in Virginia. I was such a cute kid =P

4th of July!

So this year for 4th of July we went to the Bleyls river house on the James. It started at 1 but we didnt get there til around 4 because we had to wait for Michelle to get off of work. I hung out with Tyler Moore, whos leaving for his mission to Guatemala this summer, for the first half because everyone else was out on the boat tubing and water skiing. They finally came up, so I hung out with Mike, Jenn, Tyler, Penelope, Juan, Matt, Leslie, Megan, etc. The usual I guess. I just layed on the dock for a while after dinner until Mitchell found me and I just hung out with him while everyone else was having a mud fight in the river. We decided that we wanted to go on the Jet Ski so we asked chase and he said to ask his dad. As we were walkinng up to find bro. Bleyl mitch shoved me a little to make me think he was going to push me in and i scraped my foot against the wood and got the BIGGEST splinter ever. It hurt soooo bad and Mitchell thought he could suck it out or something? ya. whatever. It turned out that we had to be 21 to drive it. So, we go back down and Kelsey Bleyl is just returning it and we ask her if we can take it out for a while. So after she asks her dad, he decides that if kelsey goes then we can drive. So it mitchell driving, me holding on to mitchell for dear life, and kelsey in the back praying she stays on. It was basically incredible. We hit major waves and Mitchell almost tipped us a hundred times. Then it was my turn to drive.....not a very smooth ride for Mitch and Kelsey at first but after a while I got the hang of it. We got back alive, and not wet but I got a lot of crap from dad and michelle. They say Mitchell was awfully close to me. haha.

Mondays

The cleaning lady came yesterday. I don't know why exactly, the house looked perfectly clean to me. Probably because my dad makes me pick up all the time. Nevertheless, she came and I had to pass her in the hallway, so I said excuse me. Then she was like, "I can't get over how tall you've become!".....okay? Since when have I known you lady? So later that day were all eating lunch together. Well, I take that back. My family had Wendy's while watching House, and the cleaning lady had some crap in the kitchen. She then says something like, wow Katie has gotten so tall. I imagine shes a basketball players now huh? Michelle shot back some remark about what a disgrace it was that I don't play basketball or volleyball anymore and now i play softball. I wanted to tell that lady No! I don't play basketball! Do you work for Willie Wonka?! Instead I just kinda laughed and went back texting but I was so mad. That is what everyone talks about now. How freakishly tall I am. :/

So my day definitely improved because I went to the movies with some friends. I took Mitchell Aldrige and he helped me fill my car up with gas when I only had cash. I must say it ran a little smoother than last time with Alex. After we went to see Transformers. OK, I'm sorry but that movie is freaking amazing!

nasty

This is Satan. Eating his kid.

Girls Camp....finally

ok, this probably going to be the longest post in history but its basically my journal so deal with it. If you dont have a lot of time to waste. stop now.

MONDAY:
So the Junior Leaders usually go up a day early just to sit around and do nothing. Quite fun. Being in the dirty nature and all. We drove up rather quickly so we just "let ourselves in" and waited around for sista MO for 40 minutes. We had to sleep in the leaders camp the first night because there weren't any ward leaders at our real camp. Rachel, Jenn, Kayleigh and I kinda just sat around and sun tanned until more people showed up. Sis. Taylor made us train to teach first aide. Super Lame. No one knew what they were doing so me and rachel just took the fake swords and fought each other. While we were waiting for dinner we discovered a beautiful thing-the golf cart. Everyone in AZ is used to the Jensons golf cart but none of these girls were exposed to it. So I "borrowed" it. We didn't get far because sis. MOore saw us and yelled something like Katie Toolson! you are too much like your father! Later we roasted marshmallows and had a "candle light ceremony." It was basically the stupidest thing ive ever done. They made us find floatable bark (whatever that is) and massacre it with a knife so that a candle could fit in it. Then they light it and let it go on the lake. Dumb concept, but i think we were all hoping for better execution. Didn't happen. All the lights burned out just far enough off the bank so that no one dared to enter the disease ridden lake.

TUESDAY:
We had a ton of time in the morning to do a crap load of nothing. We decided to go on a hike to this old abandoned camp site. So everything was fine and dandy. We were leading the pack, minding our own business, when Sis. Duncan comes and says make up a ghost story to tell when we get there. Probably the worst decision on her part. We wanted to say that all th ex-girlfriends of Juan Castanos were trapped and got struck by lightning. Our final story was pretty close. A group of girl scouts got stuck and died. The end. So sis. Duncan is like does anyone know what happened here? and so we tell it as instructed and then shes like "Thats the dumbest story ive ever heard. You must have heard that from an idiot. Heres what really happened...." WOW. Thanks Sis. Duncan....
The rest of the day we just helped Sis. MO cuz we were her right hand men, of course. So, she tells us to clean up the SWAK tree house. Then we go to the kitchen to return the bleach (which jenn sprayed in my mouth because she was insistent that it was water...) and the ranger is in there and says this. "You must be our dishwashers! Let me show you what to do!" ugh. Rachels mom was the cook so we had to stay and do it. We were in there for 3 hours and missed the arrival of our ward. We also missed preparing dinner so instead we had clean up. Sucked big time. We played phase 10 and "truth" the rest of the night. :)

WEDNESDAY:
So, today is when we actually do stuff. Jenn, Rach, Kayleigh, and I were in charge of the 3rd years. Its a rather small group so they didn't need as many Jr. Leaders for it. They have these rotations that you go through in the morning and then its free time in the afternoon. Our first rotation is skits. I cant even describe how important these skits are. They are the highlight of the whole week. Were still talking about skits that happened years ago. They're supposed to be funny and they have to go along with the theme (Lighthouses/ finding the Light). Well 1st year skits suck. 2nd years are slightly better. So on so forth. The Jr. Leader skits are ALWAYS the best. Well, we still have to help our assigned years with their skits. So we get in the cabin to work on it and I just get blank stares from everyone. Oh it was terrible. We gave them like a bazillion ideas and they decide to find the princess in the lighthouse. Lame. But whatever we don't have to be in right? Wrong. We practice on Thursday and we suggest to make it a little funny they can sing Can you feel the love tonight when they find the princess. They don't know the words so we had to be in it and sing in the background. Bummer. After lunch we had free time so we went to Rock Climbing. I opted out of it because I was having too much fun teasing the people in the unflattering harnesses. And sis. Anderson was sleeping next to me and she looked hilarious. Then we did Archery. This is my favorite part of girls camp. I don't take it seriously at all. I see how far I can get it and shoot the ground and other peoples targets. It awesome. And sis. Duncan hates/loves me. She got mad at me because someone picked up the porty potty while she was in it and carried it across the field and she thought it was me because apparently I would do something like that.

THURSDAY:
Moment of truth-First Aide. I didn't know what I was doing at all. I was in charge of teaching bleeding and basically told them to stick some gauze on it. Sis. Taylor was in there unfortunately. Otherwise we were planning on telling them to stabilize the person then call 911. She taught most of the class because I guess we left out important information that they were going to forget. Our other rotation besides the blasted skits was this thing with compasses. I truly believe they just did that to take up time. The girls walked around in circles for an hour while me jenn and rach texted under the tree. That afternoon we took a nap and then went to archery and I got enough points to make it into the competition and so did Rachel and Jenn. We took up 3 out of the 5 spots because were constantly at Archery.

SKITS:
This deserves its own section because of how awesome it was. The 1st years skit wasn't too terrible. The 2nd years was hilarious because they were soo cute and kept laughing. 3rd years......no words. 4th years was amazing. Then was the Jr. Leader Skit :) The basic plot was that we had to find what we needed at the light (which was edward cullen). So, Gabbi comes on and is Bella and shes just balls up on the floor and starts whimpering "Im gonna die without my blood sucking over protective creepy vampire! Im going to die!' then a bunch of other stuff happen. Then Jenn and Alex come on as Ron and Harry that have lost their wands and are hilarious. Then this girl comes on and is gollem (sp?). She is the perfect gollem! Then we needed to find a part for these girls who don't talk so they were pirates. that was kinda dumb but whatever. Then I come on as Sis. Moore. haha. Sis. Moore is the camp director. I have also known her since I was 2 and shes my dads buddy. Me and Sis. Moore are pretty tight. Well, at camp she was constantly on her phone texting people and she said crazy stuff. So I come on and start imitating her and then I freak because I lost my phone and start grinding my teeth like her. I could hear her from the back yelling KATIE! This is your last year at camp!! Anyways, we all find edward which is rachel and she has like glittery sweat all over her. It was pretty good. Then the leaders skit was bomb digity. They made fun of these girls from the scotchtown ward and sis. Dial was ME in the play!! She drove the golf cart on the stage and was like "Well....sis. Moore says I can't drive this.......but I don't care! I don't follow rules anyways!"....... The leaders know me too well.

FRIDAY:
The archery competition was a total rip off! The first round I got 80 points and the other girls got 30 and 40. Then two people were eliminated and it was Me, some chick, and Jenn left. Jenn got like 10 points or something and I got 30 and then that Chick got 40 so I lost. DUMB. OK, so it was just a regular day but on Friday nights we have testimony meeting and we party ALL night. At testimony meeting I was lucky enough to sit next to Catherine the preppy 2nd year that loves me and jenn and rach. I love catherine but she is the worst person to sit next to. She was eating in my ear and constantly talking and she started laughing uncontrollably because I told her to please control herself becasue I am about to throw up from hearing you massacre that lolipop. Ugh. I felt so bad because I was completely serious and everyone looked at us. Horrible. Anyways, We walked to the mess hall to play big booty with sis. MO and to raid the kitchen. I had a whole carton of apple juice that we shared straight up. Then we had to go back to our own camps so we did our 1st year pranks. Desert- where you put them under a blanket and tell them to take off whatever is making them hot. They usually take off like all of their clothes until they realize its the blanket. Ooga Booga- they have to copy queen ooga boogas exact moves and sounds so they look like a fool. Then the queen stands up so they will and someone slips a water balloon on the bench and then the queen sits down and they sit on the water balloon. Coffin- You put them on the bench and cover their eyes and lift their leg to "measure it" then pour a water bottle down their shorts. Then we had SB night. This is a tradition of sneaking out of the camp and running around in sports bras. We went to the beach and chilled for a while. The rest of the time Me Jenn and Rach sang really loud to all the girls to keep them awake. We were the last ones to go to bed. Most of the people fell asleep on the tables and stuff.

YAYA!!

Well, in case you have been living in a cave and didn't know- MY SISTER IS ENGAGED!!!!!!!! It is very very exciting. Now I will have one more brother to torment. I am looking forward to this.

That's me....and the lovely bride and groom to be! I really don't know what was going on here, but technically this is my last picture with them before they turn into psycho wedding planners or a legit married couple.

Anyways. I have been absolutely bored out of my mind and its only been a day. I even had a pathetic dream about it last night. It was Saturday morning and I woke up at 8 am very happy because I would have something to do that day. Then Joey, Nick, and Alex called me because they were home early and could hang all day. It was pretty much the best dream until I really woke up and it was friggin Tuesday. I won't be complaining about it tomorrow though because I will be chilling with Emily and Amanda comes today!!!

For right now I will give you a synopsis of my day yesterday: Woke up, Watched America's Next Top Model, Read my book, Played Sims, Read my book, Watched Big Bang Theory, Took a Shower (finally), Ate Dinner, Watched He's just not that into you (which is a TERRIBLE chick flick), Watched The Notebook till 1 am (THAT is a chick flick my friends), Went to Bed. What a thrilling day, and I'm about to repeat it with a few bonuses like mutual and going to the airport. YAYA!!

Summer....thus far

My summer has been overwhelmingly uneventful. Nevertheless I will you give a lengthy ramble of my daily activities since school got out...

I have yet to go a full day without seeing Alexandre Inman and I usually see Joseph Jenson every other day. You can only imagine what we do to entertain each other. It includes playing video games, going to the park, riding on Joey's golf cart, watching lots of movies, and swimming. We know how to party....

Janette came for the weekend with sethy boy. I've met Seth a few times before, but nothing would prepare me for this visit. First of all, I was about 78% positive that some sort of "announcement" was going to be made. That didn't happen and I am just a little bit disappointed. It would have given me something to do this summer other than live at the Inmans. Second of all, let me describe my brother from another mother to you. He is extremely nice, so I felt worse than usual when I "playfully" teased him. I went as far as making him get me food otherwise he would never have my approval and making him walk around the house because I didn't want him to enter where I was. He is also the equivalent of Bob the Builder. Give him something to fix and he will fix it. He even goes out of his way to find things to fix. A weird hobby in my opinion. I didn't even know somethings were broken until Seth's mega radar came along.

Little Piggys

I had the pleasure of removing vital organs from a fetal pig these last few days. It was the most disgusting thing I have ever done. This chick Courtney was going at it with the scissors and something (i don't know what) squirted and landed on her lip. I was pretty much hysterical because I thought it went in her mouth. Nasty as crap. It also smelled ridiculosly horrrible. That was the worst part, especially when you can smell it on your hands during lunch. Needless to say, none of us got ham on our sandwich this week.

Procrastination vs. fun

So this past few days have been pretty "eventful."

Friday: HAPPY BIRTHDAY KAMI L. SEVERTSON!!!! That is my homie right there. She turned 16, which doesn't even matter (boys that read my blog). She still thinks you have cooties, sorry. I went to her fabulous party all night. At 4, the sexy sensational super six (Buh, Kami, ME, Amanda, Sarah, and Bryndee) went to Pei Wei. O, my delicious! I wish my mom was Asian so that I could have orange chicken every night. We went back to the Severtsons and texted my best friend Cha Cha. If you have never texted cha cha, something is missing from your life. The number is cha cha- or for you old people its 242242. You can ask them anything from What happened at Pearl Harbor? to How many calories are in a bag of Lays? to Why did the chicken cross the road? The best invention ever. You can also ask them for jokes and pick-up lines which is what I was doing. Yo mamas soo fat, she's on both sides of the family! oooooooo, what a slam.

Saturday: So, we had this thingy that the Young Women were doing at 4:30 in the morning, where we were putting a stick on a mountain. Let me repeat the most important part of that- FOUR THIRTY IN THE MORNING. Really?! We are growing girls, we need our sleep. I distinctly remember someone telling me that it was a little walk through the woods the Sunday before. That should have been my first hint that it wasn't a "little walk." Where in Sam hill are there woods in the Valley of the Sun? Anyways, my leader wanted to pick me up so I wouldn't get lost and she wanted me to be ready by 4:15. Psssh, ya right, I can already tell you the waking up on time thing didn't happen.
So, me and Emily and Sis. Mclaws get there and we start our "little walk" up the mountain. Not a tree in sight, it was HOT, and it was dark. We could see the people ahead of us with their little flashlights and I just remember praying with Emily that those lights would stop moving up the mountain. It took us 40 minutes up the hill, and 10 minutes down the hill. That should give you some idea of how steep it was. At least we got some food out of it.
I got home, went to bed, and woke up around 10:30. We were going to go to the Inmans for breakfast but decided its better that we aren't seen like this, we might scare them. I then began to work on my project that I had 5 months to do and waited till the weekend before to start it. I'm happy to say I got half of my story done before I went to hang out with my boys. Like I do every weekend. We went to Joeys and fixed his golf cart so that we could go golf cart skiing. Probably the funnest thing ever. We just hung out the rest of the day and had some pretty "memorable" events that I still haven't heard the end of.

Monday: This is about the time when I start panicking that my project won't be completed. I finished my story but had about 26 pages to draw and color. It took me 2 hours to do 3 pictures. That's when I enlisted Alex's help. I figured he always drew in Sunday school, and hopefully he knew how to color inside the lines. He came over and did absolutely nothing. Well, that's not true, he drew the front part. I am so worried she is going to take one look at the cover page and just give me an F. I will cry. After 10 hours, it finally came together and looked half way decent. Oh, and by the way, I never want to color anything ever again.

Tuesday: In case you people haven't heard me complain enough about Higley School District, I HATE HUSD. They have successfully grouped together the stupidest people in the USA into one little area. I took four high school credits in 8th grade-Earth Science, Algebra 1-2, World History, and Independent Living. Of course, none of them count which means I have to test out of Algebra 1-2 and Earth Science, and the other ones are just out the window. I tested out of Algebra 1 on Tuesday and Algebra 2 today. It sucked. Then I went straight to Justin's house to help them with his video. This is the one where my name was Katie, and I was crazy all the time. That was my character. I figure its a blessing because heaven knows I can't act.

Wednesday: I get home and realize I have no homework. Not unusual but certainly a drastic change from monday night. I decide to hang out with my best buddie so that I don't die from boredom. We blew up a diet coke bottle down the street (although it doesn't work as well when the mentos have gum in them). We also had a water fight and slid on the slip and slide. Woohoo, that was pretty fabulous. My hair frizzed up and started to curl and crap. That had to end immediately but the Inmans all have fine, thin hair. The best comb I could find was the one Alex uses. My blasted thick wavy hair! It drives me nuts! Then I had Chili with all 7 of the Inmans. They had the BIGGEST spoons ever! It barely fit in my mouth! But I have to say it was quite tasty.

"You are so Retarded"

I just finished reading over my previous posts and I noticed two things. One- I can't spell to save my life nor do I have an understanding of grammar. Two- I am a total valley girl when I tell story's, "So, ya he was like and then it was like so funny and then she was like." I can't promise you I will stop any of that. Actually, there is a good possibility you will find no difference in this post than the others but I thought I should try to change my transitions between story's by telling them separately.

1)Driving Alex Inman

I picked up Alex around 6:30 and as I pulled around the corner, I realize freaking Alex has NO food in his hands. My rules are very simple and clear. No food, No ride. I made a conscience decision to drive him anyway. He is my best buddie after all. He actually is not bad to drive with.....most of the time. He didn't like my CD (paramore) and insisted on listening to THE worst rock song in the history of music. I don't know what it was called but I could almost feel my ears bleeding. Thankfully Devin called and we had to turn it down.

2)Getting Gas

I don't know how this ever slipped through my parents knowledge but I have no idea how to fill my car up with gas. A little problemo especially since my mother was gone and I was pretty much on my own as far as the car goes. Well, my car started yelling at me and since Alex was sitting next to me I had a brilliant idea that he must know how to fill a car up because he's a guy. I was sadly mistaken. We get to the gas station and I pull up to the first station thingy. After I get out of the car to open the lid, I see that the it's on the other side. So what do I do? I pull around to the other side of the building and park on the wrong side again. I am so retarded. Finally I get parked and we seriously spend around 30 minutes trying to figure out how to do everything. It was a disaster. Most of the time I was just praying for some kind of intervention from Heaven. That didn't happen. Alex finally called his dad because I refused to call my own father in Utah. I can only imagine what Bro. Inman was thinking on the other end. I'm going to guess it was something like "This is so sad" or "Katie is an idiot, and so is my son." Alex went in and gave them $15 in ones and we gave my little bug some nutrition to get us home. I was super excited that I put gas in a car for the very first time then I get in the car and the wheel won't move and the brake won't go down. Great....what did I do now. So again, we call the Inman household for some parental guidance. This time it was Sis. Inman. I don't even want to know what she was thinking. We got the car to unlock eventually and I have a nasty little bruise from running into the machine, just to remind me everyday how dumb I am.

3)"TPing" Joey's House

Well, we didn't technically "TP" Joey's house. It was more of an attempt that failed miserably. We got there around 10:30 and of course they are ALL awake and in the front room with part of their window open. Why couldn't they have gone to sleep at 10 like a normal family. Dang. Devin and Alex were amusing to watch. They took it VERY seriously. They even went as far as army crawling to fork his yard. Me and Debra and Sarah were just walking around and getting it done which was way less cool. I was back at the car getting more supplies when Debra, Sarah, and one of the guys come running back very quietly. Ryan (Joey's Brother) looked at them out the window and they came outside. We were standing in the middle of the road waiting for them to leave for a while. Then me and Alex go back and we are crouched behind their huge car when we hear the door open and like a thousand footsteps come out. At that moment, I had so much adrenaline I couldn't even talk. Alex rolled under the car and I hid behind the other car's tire. The whole family is out there cleaning. Who the heck cleans that up in the middle of the night?! Then I turn around and Debra, Sarah, and Devin are standing on the corner in the blasted street light. Really?! Joey starts yelling, "I CAN SEE YOU GUYS. I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!! YOU ARE DEAD! I CAN SEE YOU!!!" I thought he was talking to Alex and so my heart starts beating even faster because I knew I was next. All I was thinking was please don't come over here, please don't come over here, please don't come over here. Of course, Sis. Jenson comes around and starts laughing. My first instinct was to scream really loud and run as fast as I could back to Devin's. And so I did just that. I hear footsteps behind me so I slow down a little, assuming it is Alex following me. It wasn't, it was Joey, and Alex was still hiding. I wanted to cry. So, Joey and Justin (which I don't know when he came into the picture) and Ryan are out by my car and have dumped toilet paper and forks and army men all on it. By that time Alex was back and I make a run for it with him. But stupid me I forgot my backpack. We turn go around the block and come back and Alex opens the door while the car is still moving and launches out onto the grass, turns around screaming because joey is bolting after him, and dives back into the car and we make an escape. He turns to me and looks so scared like he was going to cry and says, "Your backpack is inside!!" oops.

4) Lunch with Joey and Alex

So, me and Alex go to Albertson's to get lunch for us and Joey because we were over there all day. We got potato salad, rolls, macaroni salad, and Chicken. This Chicken guy took freaking forever so I go up to him and he says, "I'll be with you ladies in a minute." What a blow to Alex's manhood. Zander leaves to do heaven knows what and the Chicken guy comes and says a couple of things that I am still disgusted at. "He really does look like a girl with that long hair"and "You need a real man to date." Then he gave me the creepiest look ever. OK Mr. Jerk Face, first of all, that is just mean. Second of all, we definitely aren't going out, not that that fact increases your chances anyway. And third of all, give me some chicken already!

5)Whip Cream and Wet Towel War

I was sitting on Joey's couch with my back to him when he suddenly says ACCHHOOO super loud and then a wet paper towel lands on my knee and I just about threw-up. It was super nasty. Then the war began we were throwing wet paper towels at each other and one landed on my face. Sick. Joey wraps one around some whip cream and smashes it on Alex's shoulder. Then the second war began. At the beginning it was just me and Alex doing it until I got Joey in the face. Priceless. It was so much fun I had whip cream everywhere. It was in my ear and in my hair and on my shirt. My hair was all plastery and grody at the end. But it was soo worth it.

6) Alex's house

We all went over to the Inmans to hang while Alex was babysitting. Don't worry parents, it was a 1:3 ratio. Alex got out the strobe light, which is a pretty random thing to have, and we busted a move in the living room with his little bros and sisters. Nicky (Alex's little brother) was super cute dancing around. Then Joey totally bled all over the place. His scab came off and had like rolled down his arm. I was involuntarily gagging and had to remove myself from the kitchen. It was GROSS. We watched Eagle Eye while the kids were upstairs watching some Disney movie. I told Joey everything about him grossed me out and he just got up and left. I seriously thought he was mad at me and had gone home because the door made that annoying beep when it opened. So we were in the kitchen and I turn the corner around the fridge and he was standing there. I jumped about 10 feet in the air. Scared the crapola out of me.

Pat Tilman Run

As some of you know, this month I was inducted into NHS (National Honors Society). One of the requirements we have to meet is going to one of two group projects. The first one was to clean the school with the janitors for three hours and the second was volunteering at the annual Pat Tillman Run at ASU. I obviously chose the second one, there is no way in heck I am going to scrub Williams Field. I know better than that. So at this point I am excited to do some good old fashion service until they send me a little memo that says these words, "Please check in at the Volunteer stand at 5:45 am." Holy fish tacos that is EXTREMELY early.I strongly believe that if the sun ain't up, I don't have to be either. They wanted me to do another shift at 4 am as well. Ya right. Like that was going to happen. I set my alarm for 4:30 so that I could slowly but surely make my way out of bed at 5. Well, silly me, I forgot to enable it so instead I woke up quickly at 5:15.

When I got there they assigned me to help in the "kid's area." These were some of my thoughts in sequential order:
(1) Great I'm going to have to babysit 1,000 kids all at once
(2) When does that darn race start because I am not watching them before it does
(3) I hope they run the whole way to save me
(4) If I get a brat I am going to lock it in the moon bounce even if I get fired as a volunteer
Thank goodness I was just registering them in the kid's run and I didn't have to set foot in the pig pen although I did have some weird/crazy people come up to the booth.

I was getting this one lady registered and I look up to ask what size shirt the squirt wants and she looks at me like "Oh!!! Hey there!!" like I've known her for years or something. She does not even look vaguely familiar nor does she remind me of anyone. A complete and total stranger that knows me. The whole thing just creeped me out.

Then this Samoan looking guy comes up and starts filling out the form and wiggles the pen around the sheet for forever like he couldn't read it until I stepped in and told him what to do. Whenever he forgot a number or something in his address he would shake his butt and dance around. It was probably the highlight of my life.

The first part of the day was fine because it wasn't very crowded and we had everything. Then we start running out of shirts. That's when the fun began. I got so much crap from the parents about that. They would get so mad about a stupid ugly shirt. This is one of the conversations that I had with a mother:
Me: Hi, can I help you?
Mom: Yes, I need to pick up a shirt for my daughter
Me: I'm sorry we're out of shirts right now, we've been out for an hour now.
Mom: Well, I registered online, don't I get a shirt
Me: Nope, it doesn't matter if you registered online
Mom: ARE YOU SERIOUS!!??
Me: uh, ya
Mom: I think that is so Stupid. Don't they send the shirts to you if you don't have them
Me: No, this whole kid's run is free, so it's first come first serve
Mom: *rolls her eyes* I think this whole thing is just ridiculous and I think you need to change how this works. I ordered online and they should have saved a shirt for me.
Me: Listen, I don't know what to tell you, If you wanted a shirt that bad maybe you should have come earlier to get it.
Then she left. She was like yelling and looked really aggravated I was getting so mad, I had so many encounters like that. It wasn't my fault they ran out of shirts. Geez

Indpendence and Tacos

First off, I would like to give my condolences to those of you who are not 16 and who do not have their license. I have had mine for two days and there is no turning back now. Living without it is just not an option for me.

On Friday I went to the DMV. Well, actually I went to the "MVD" because Arizona just has to be different from the rest of society. If it weren't for the monotonous "Now serving J143 at counter number 4" I wouldn't mind being there. They have probably the most comfortable chairs you will ever place your bottom in. Quite an upgrade from the school ones. I went out to take the test and these people DO NOT know how to drive! They are out of control. If only my mother was there to see so that she would be more grateful for my driving abilities. I passed, obviously. They told me to park and un-park and then I drove around a block. Way to go "MVD", you truly tested my skillage........

My first time driving by myself was absolutely incredible. I drove over to Joey Jensons as soon as I got home. We played signs on the greenbelt next to his house. It was Me, Joey, Justin, Devin, Bryce, Ahanaf (say as if your swallowing your tongue), Meijing, Sarah, Debra, and Amanda. It was pretty hysterical. I did Joey's sign everytime because that was really the only one I could remember so as soon as I received the sign Joey had already gotten ready to do his sign. At one time meijing was just chasing the sign because everyone was passing it in front of her eyes. Then sarah does my sign and I'm the first to not accept and give immediately. I instruct Sarah to get up and move as far away from me as possible. So me and Sarah are a good 20 yards away, if meijing went for sarah (cuz she still had the sign) then I would do mine. haha. I could see that she was trying to decide what she was going to do. Poor Jingles.

People just started leaving and Meijing had to go so I go brought her home real quick and then me, joey, debra, sarah, and amanda were just chilling. Amanda's mom came so the numbers were dwindling. Justin and Bryce came back from playing foam weapons (see post bellow) so then I decide that Tacos sound really really really good. If only I could just go to Taco Bell really fast and pick up a few. wait!!! I can!!!....that my friends is the best feeling in the entire world. Me and Joey run to Taco Bell and we buy 20 tacos. Got to love the 99 cent menu. The lady looked as us so funny. Either she thought we were going out, or she was admiring the fact that we just bought a butt load of tacos. Well after turning on Joey's road I see this girl Carly from my ward and as she realized that I was driving her eyes grew to the size of a small soccer ball and her mouth got big enough to stuff all 20 tacos into it. Gas- $40, License- $25, Taco Bell- $20, seeing Carly Hanson's face- priceless.

So, Debra and Sarh left (more tacos for us) and kid came. Let it go on the record that I did in fact eat more tacos as Joey. Probably my proudest moment. In case you were wondering we couldn't eat all of the tacos. There were 4 very lonesome tacos left that I took over to Emilys. If you knew Emily, you would know that she would rather have tacos than cookies any day. Love that girl. She comes over and surprise again, Justin, Bryce, and Kid went to Devins. It was just me, Emily, and Joey. O my goodness, I just have to say I love my ward, they are soo funny. Emily insisted on driving Joey's Golf Cart. She is probably the worst driver in the world. She kept one foot on the brake and one on the gas at all times. Not a very smooth ride. Then Joey took us over jumps on the greenbelt, but his lil bro needed it so we just jumped on his trampoline instead.

It was getting late so we all went over to Devin Hanson's house and watched Hot Rod. BEST MOVIE. It reminded me sooo much of the ward boys. The main character could have easily been Alex Inman. Emily and I were cracking up the whole time. It was me, emily, joey, nick, devin, and justin there and I'm pretty sure we were laughing the loudest. If you haven't seen it, its a mixture of Napoleon Dynamite and Nacho Libre. haha :) I wish they would invite me to more stuff. They probably think that I think its stupid. Obviously they don't know me as well as they think they do because thats pretty much all I do-Stupid, Abnormal, Random crap. Well, maybe not to foam weapons again....that was just weird.

Victim of myself

I just thought I would tell you about the weirdest impulse I have ever had:

So, Thursday night Justin Smith messages me as usual on Facebook and starts explaining to me a game that the ward guys play in the wash behind safeway. Ok, so picture this- They run around in a marshland hitting/throwing weapons they make out of pvc pipe duct tape and foam. How ridiculous is that! Justin said something about me being a black hawk so I couldn't beat them and me being my father's daughter had to accept such a blatant attack on my ability to totally dominate. So then he says ok fine come over to the wash at 5 and bring some friends. The more people the better. And yes......my curiosity got the best of me and I accepted.

The next day at school I asked my friend Kami what she was doing that night and when she asked why I knew I would really have to sell this idea. I mean COME ON!! This is so bizarre!! I couldn't even think of anything to say that was remotely normal about this activity. Naturally she said no but my friend Bryndee over heard me and was like I would LOVE to do that! It sounds like soo much fun!! I admire her bravery.

So 5 pm rolls around and I arrive at the "Battle Ground." And then I see the weapons..............Holy freakin crap! They weren't kidding about the weapons! There were axes and spears and swords and shields. Me and Bryndee decided early on that we had to stay together. These guys were experienced warriors and they did not think that this was a game. Then we asked if there were any rules. No, you just hit people and if you lose a leg you limp. If you lose both you crawl and if you lose both your arms as well then you are a potato sitting in the rocks and dirt. Great.......that sounds peachy. They told us that today was special because they were going to play capture the flag and I was on a team of people I didn't even know besides Devin. They were trying to find a place and then I suggested that I just put it under my shirt. Even if they did find out it was there none of them would get it. So, pretty much I'm a genius. At first we just picked up some swords and attacked each other and bryndee hit me in the face and then I itched my nose cuz that duct tape is certainly not smooth and surprise surprise my nose is bleeding. I didn't care, all I was thinking was this is going to make a great story- bryndee the tumbler cheerleader who bedazzles everything gave katie the sarcastic softball player a bloody nose. Bryndee was fa-reaking out haha. It was pretty funny I just walked over to this flooded area and washed off my hands and stuff so that I wasn't disgusting.

The Fighting continues and then my friend Alex starts yelling "EPIC BATTLE" lets go. Goodness Gracious what is going on! They lead us to this dinky little log over a bunch of thorny bushes that Nick and Alex fight on. STUPID. We waited till all the guys moved on until we tried it ourselves. Of course Alex and Nick come back and throw a weapon at me and I fall into all the sticks and my foot gets stuck and bryndee has to pull me out. I have the nastiest cuts down my leg right now they are 3d and all bloody and they hurt like nobody's business when you put alcohol in it.

Well, the fun doesn't stop there because me, bryndee, alex, and nick all walk back to Alex's house so that we can help him babysit. And I got kicked out of his house. Haha. I really didn't care because then I wouldn't have to smell like spit-up and change nasty diapers. I knew I would end up being the only one keeping those kids alive. It was actually a blessing.

So here I would now like to tell you all about my extensive injuries that I have brought on myself:
Bruises:
- size of softballs, same spot on each of my legs, purple/black/blue
- Band-aid looking one on my right elbow that I hit EVERY time I pitch....its growing so joey will owe me 100 dollars soon
- size of a basketball on my whole right thigh. NASTY.
- one covers half of my left forearm
- Bruise/welt next to my belly button and I have no idea how I got that one

Other:
- bloody elevated scratches down my entire right calf
- I rolled my left ankle and its swollen
- I practically sprained my right wrist and I have to tape it before every practice
- My ego has been severely damaged as well from all these injuries

Crapiness

So, i've had a few poopie days lately. Saturday morning I didn't do so well in pitching but I was able to do a little bit better when I went over to joeys. I didn't pitch my fastest or anything but I hurt his hand a little so that was kinda good. I didn't realize how much fun Justin and Joey and Devin are. They are hilarious. Well I guess thats not really crappy but its just like on sunday everything went downhill.

Things that I totally don't care about and shouldn't get me annoyed do. And I know what you all think it is but its not PMS. For instance, when people would text me dumb stuff that I normally think is hilarious I was mean to them for. And today I pitched well (only 4 walks the whole game :)) but I was kinda catatonic and just was like screw this and didn't really try. It is sooooo weird! I am never like this. And its not like anything terribly depressing happened. In fact I found out something that makes me very happy. Well I know this one is kinda boring but for those who read this Im sorry Im being a B.

House

Well nothing terribly inmportant happened to me today. I woke up at 11 then ate lunch, got on facebook, went to softball, and came home to work on a project. But, I did watch a few episodes of House today and let me tell ya, that is one nasty and depressing show. They like to show these scenes of the inside of your body. No one wants to see that, that's why its on the inside. And pretty much everyone dies or life is ruined. I will admit that my eyes watered during a brief scene. So ya....Im going to early morning seminary tomorrow for the breakfast. Yumm.

Ocotillo Ward Boys

I decided to dedicate this post to the boys in my Ward. Thank heavens they are not anything like the guys out here. I think I would go absolutely CRAZY. I spent 3 hours with Mitchell, Jaun, Chase, Jeremy, Matt, and Mike. I was afraid for my life the whole time. Matt and Jeremy like to fart on people. I was lucky enough to get a stinker from Matthew.........sick nasty. Mitchell would grab me and hold me in a bear hug and tackle me while Mike tickled me and poked me. :(.I have never been more grateful to have guys that don't insist on being two inches away from me. Juan and Chase were the only civilized males in the room. Except they were spiking ping pong balls across the room and one skimmed my face.....Anywho here are all the boys in my ward who don't annoy the crap out of me......This is why they are better, well kinda i still love all the Gayton boys
Justin Smith:
Good- gentleman, gives me my space (unlike some people), and writes really cool songs
Bad- Won't tell me ANYTHING. He is locked down
Dallin Olson
Good-sarcastic to emily all the time and he's pretty cool
Bad- ate like all my altoids!
Joey Jenson:
Good- I can talk to him about baseball, he laughs at my jokes, and he is never in a bad mood
Bad- He doesn't have a phone so I can never text him
Nick Segura:
Good- Has the best hair to draw, lets me wear his hat, and is pretty much hilarious
Bad- He crumpled up my beautiful drawing of him
Dylan Pratt
Good- He is new which hasn't happened in a long time, He is 16
Bad- I don't know him yet and he won't come to sunday school ever because he's with his dad on the weekends
Alex Inman
Good- he's my best buddie, makes me laugh all the time, he can play the guitar, and brought me to the snow
Bad-he says "ummm....ok" and "okkay...." a lot
Spencer Owens
Good- he's like one of the bombest asians i know
Bad-he flicked off the cap of the last good pen that I was saving
Devin Hanson
Good- brings me left-over bread from sacrament, can play good songs on the piano, he always sits by me in sunday school
Bad- He does some pretty stupid stuff that could possibly put him in the hospital

This is a long one....brace yourself

It is exactly 12:00 am (9:00 az time) as I type this. I have been driving for 2 1/2 hours, been in Washington, DC all day, I woke up at 6:30 (3:30 az time) this morning for early morning seminary to see all my friends, and I flew all day yesterday. I am going to pay for it tomorrow but if I go to bed now I will stare at the ceiling wondering why the heck I moved away from my Dr. Pepper, which by the way is the reason I am wide awake.

Anywho, I just finished reading my friend Alex's mom's blog and realized that I really don't write on this thing as much as I thought I would. Since I won't be going to bed for another hour I might as well crank one of these babies out. I might even do one once a day this week so that when I come back at least half of my friends will know most of my stories and my mind won't explode trying to remember everything that happened. 

Yesterday:

So, sunday night I waited till around 11:30 to pack for my trip to Virginia and got to bed around midnight. Im a pro at packing so that was no fret but waking up at 3:00....that was brutal. I wanted to cry when the door opened and I heard my mother's not so happy voice tell me that we needed to leave in 10 minutes. Our flight left at 6 am so I usually need a good hour to arrive and board the plane. Not the case, however, for my mother and brother. They need another hour to sit around and people watch. I find this a little aggravating especially at 5 in the morning when it is a constant struggle to not collapse when I walk. The plane ride wasn't as bad as it usually is. I managed to weasle the window seat away from my brother and I got a nice 2 hour nap. I have never slept so well in my life. I then watched half of John Tucker Must Die. Great stuff.

Now comes the most unpredictable parts of my whole trip....the dreaded Unacompanied Minor trek across the airport. Since I am now 16 (hallelujah), I can fly by myself even though I have been capable of this for about 5 years now. David, on the other hand, is not and I had to go with him. I got a few looks like, "Geez you look a little tall to be 13" so I tried to give everyone a "Kill me now, Im old enough to be alone" reply. If any of you have seen the movie, "Unacompanied Minors," they really take you to a secret basement. It reminds me of where they keep that creepy guy with the difigured face in the Goonies. I was expecting us to be chained to a bed post at anytime. It bewilders me that any parent would let their child into the care of these people.

Today:

I woke up today at 6:30 in the freakin morning. Not cool, especially on spring break. But none the less I did it for my friends. Out here in Virginia they get up for early morning seminary, which is really only 40 min. earlier than when my school starts and after A-hour starts for those few unfortunate souls. I have to admit that it was pretty entertaining. We had to sit alphabetically by the last letter of our last name. I was in between Jennifer Anderson and Mike Dial. That was sweet cuz they are like my buddies out here besides Rachel Wilcox (she was at the end, obviously). Jennifer had to teach the lesson because the seminary teacher hates her so much. That made me laugh because I remember when they hated both of us. So sad that its only her. But at least Im hated by my sunday school teacher :). She made the whole class take turns reading this story that, if I had been paying attention probably would have had some spirtual meaning behind it, but I was more amused with the fact that the characters were Mike and Katie who got married. Jeremy Moore made us read in 1rst person, which required a little more thinking than everyone else. 

My dad picked me up and we immediately made our trek to Washington, DC. Whoa doggy, that was quite the trip. I jamed out with my papa to a little Veronicas, Rhiana, Relient K, +44, etc. If there is one thing my dad knows its music. Especially with 14,00+ songs on itunes. We ended up riding the metro downtown instead of braving the fares and traffic of the city. I told my brother that I was going to push him on the rails like While You Were Sleeping and he said that a) He would just hop back up (no big deal) or b) He would hit the metal fall into a coma and the train would run him over and I would forever feel guilty that I had killed him and nothing in life would make me happy. It is astonishing how complex David is these days. I enjoyed people watching (probably because I wasn't dead and waiting to fly) because these people were CRAZY. One lady had these goggles on that reminded me the Willie Wonka with Johnny Depp. Then this guy had seriously 20 4 yr old kids that he had to get off the train in less than 5 seconds. That my friends is called courage. 

Previous to our little expedition my Father explained to us that we would be going to the mall and to see the mew stuff they did at the American History Museum. Lies, all of them. 1) I didn't realize that the mall he was refering to was the long strip of grass between the Capital building and the Monument. Total misunderstanding because I brought my money and my Charlotte Russe gift card to spend. I was little dissapointed. Also, let me point out that I grew up in freakin Virginia which means that the year we learned state history we also learned about american history. I remember everything in there and I think the only thing different was the star spangeled banner is in a cool exibit. Thats it. Nothing else. 

Tonight: 

After the Smithsonian we all drove another hour to Winchester, VA. This is where my cousin John Potter is currently serving his mission. My aunt Marla is very involved with crafts and actvities and such which I think intrigued my father quite a bit. He enlisted to break the missionary law, go visit John and drop off pretty much every food that has a green wrapper or is green. David enjoyed playing spy because we told him to check out if John had parked on the other side of the building and he was rolling around like a fool. He hid behind a pole and stood in the middle of the field so that everyone outside could see him.....very descrete David. 

So much for St. Patricks day being lucky because he didn't show up. Probably got a prompting not to go to his apartment. Bummer. We ate at cracker barrel which was delicious. I can't remember the last time I had some good southern food. And yes I know there is one in Arizona but it is not the same. Just like eating mexican food here is not the same as in AZ. Yummm. My dad let me drive home. I don't think I realized how long I would be driving because after a few minutes my eyes started to shut unvoluntarily. I managed to get us home in one piece and without falling asleep at the wheel. I asked my dad why he wasn't taking a nap because he looked as tired as I felt. He just started laughing and said "Ya right, like I'd close my eyes for one minute with you driving. LOOK OUT FOR THAT CAR!! ahh! katie your scaring me. Do you want to let me drive yet?" Word of advice father- I am your daughter which means I am stubborn and I will not stop driving especially when you think I can't. 

What the crazy! Its 1:36 and I'm tired so Goodnight :)

 

Softball- the good, the bad, and the ugly

The Good
1.) For those of you who don't know, I started pitching the middle of last year because it looked cool and I told coach I figured it out by myself and then two games later I started against Perry (Rivals). Scary Scary stuff. Well, this year I can actually throw a strike consistently! It is a miracle... at least to my father.
2.) My team is made up of the funniest people in the world. We pull so much crap behing coach Pearson's back it is amazing. For instance, today me, Pam and Nicky went to do our pitching warm-up drill thingy and then Ebony and Liz snuck out of hitting and came over and pretty much messed around with my wieghted ball and "striper strap" (as Liz so appropriatly named it) while Pearson was right next to us. I am sooo surprised he didn't make us all do laps. Haley and Leah also like to break out into song so that everyone on all three teams can hear and then the entire team joins in. It is so beautifully harmonized....until Pearson says his famous line "Ladies! Lets focus!!"

The Bad
1.) Shelby Wilson, my catcher, quit after Mr. Pearson was a total jerk. She refuses to come back and play for him. :( Very sad.
2.) Mr. Pearson has got to be the weirdest person ever. He freakin threw the ball right at my leg the other day and I told him I was going to sue him for personal damage and he just laughed because he broke a baseball kids nose. And then yesterday I was at the mound and I wasn't ready and of course he thought it would be funny to hit a grounder to me and then I missed it and Alex got it and he said "It's alright the only thing pitchers can do is pitch, let the real athletes get the ball." I was so mad! I took off my glove and threw it at him because I definatly play 2nd base and I played soccer for 8 years!! So then he hit the ball as hard as he could and it skimed my face. Im pretty sure I stopped breathing. And then I said, "What the crap Pearson!!! That almost hit me in the face!!! I'm your only Pitcher!!! , the only response he told me is "This is the life you choose, Katie. Deal with it" I really would like to not die. :( I seriously only hear those two things from him while he's hitting off me. "Ur not an athlete anyway" and "This is the life you choose"

The Ugly
1.) Me- after practice


DAY DATE OPPOSITION HOME/AWAY TIME
Tues. 3-Mar Cortez Home 4:00
Wed. 4-Mar Liberty Away 4:00
Friday 6-Mar Youngker Home 4:00
Tues. 10-Mar Verrado Away 4:00
Thurs. 12-Mar Apache Junction Home 4:00
Tues. 17-Mar Tempe Away 4:00
Tues. 24-Mar Queen Creek Away 4:00
Thurs. 26-Mar Higley Home 4:00
Tues. 31-Mar Perry Home 4:00
Thurs. 2-Apr Arcadia Home 4:00
Tues. 7-Apr Coronado Away 4:00
Thurs. 9-Apr Tempe Home 4:00
Thurs. 16-Apr Queen Creek Home 4:00
Tues. 21-Apr Higley Away 4:00
Thurs. 23-Apr Perry Away 4:00
Tues. 28-Apr Arcadia Away 4:00
Thurs. 30-Apr Coronado Home 4:00

O, the trauma

Last friday I had one of the most traumatic babysitting experiences of my freakin life. If I had any doubts about the devil's handiwork on earth they are gone now. Here is a detailed outline of my experiences with Emily:

4:30- supposed time of pick-up
4:45- actual pick-up
4:50- meet the 7 children (ages: 10,8,6,5,3,2,1)
4:55- realize that 3 are deathly ill
4:56- panic overtakes me
5:00- parents leave
5:30- pizza is here
5:33-massive herd of children come down the stairs
5:45- serve the needs of angry angry people
6:00- wake up the baby and smell the fumes that I thought only skunks were able to produce
6:05- change a diaper that was so ghastly it took all of my will power not to hurl
6:15- put on Monster House for the youngins
6:20- baby lets one rip on my lap
7:00- Little girl calls Emily upstairs
7:02- Emily yells for relief
7:05- Crap! she definately threw up EVERYWHERE
7:06- run down stairs because baby is crying
7:10- baby has a poopy diaper....again
7:11- "O, my life!" is starting to be repeated over and over in my mind
7:12- change a diaper that was so ghastly it took all of my will power not to hurl
7:15- Emily starts washing the throw-up off of the sleeping bag in the laundry sink
7:17- get girl into a warm bath
7:25- start scrubing floor that smelled like....well throw-up
7:35- stop scrubing sick nasty floor
7:40- get girl out of the bath and into bed
7:45- Emily stops washing the throw-up off of the sleeping bag in the laundry sink
7:48- try to figure out the complexity of the washing machine
7:55- sweet sweet victory
8:00- put 5 of the 7 chillins into bed
8:20- finally relax to watch Narnia
10:00- rush older boys to bed because I fell asleep and they were an hour past their bed time
10:30- parents aren't home yet
10:45- girl calls me upstairs to wipe her behind
11:00- "I am probably going to die here"
11:30- desperatley try to stay awake by telling stories to emily I would never repeat
11:45- parents arrive
12:00- tell my mother
12:15- freedom has arrived and it is sweet

*I would probably babysit again, because their kids are adorable*

I am the master

The following is a conversation that I had with my sister Janette at around 1 in the morning via text messaging. Bear in mind that I was extremely tired and irritable therefore a little harsh in my texts back.

J: Hey i haven't seen you since last year!
K: That is the worst joke ive ever heard
J: Is it the worst joke you've heard all year?
K: Ur boring me with your stupidity
J: Don't be jealous because you didn't think of it first
K: Im always 2 steps ahead of you......remember that
J: I will destroy you
K: Im already destroyed by stuart........2 steps ahead janette
J: Stuart hired me to destroy you....Two steps ahead of you
K: I don't think you understand-Stuart destroyED me, its already done, so u pretty much suck at ur job
J: Well he clearly didn't do a very good job if you're still texting
K: Well played my dear i guess u deserve some credit- my IQ has dropped significantly since i began this meaningless conversation so congrats on destroying any hopes i ever had at attending a university
J: I am your master now
K: Again i am 2 steps ahead of you because i live in America and my black grandpa and i were freed from slavery a long time ago.....Man do i love that Abe
J: ha ha ha. fine you are the master. Good night

i win :)