super duper happy day

Sooooooo I gave this awesome little book to my nephew for his 8th birthday yesterday and apparently he LOVED it! My brother said that he read it last night when they got home and this morning as soon as he woke up. AWESOME! You may be wondering why I am so excited he liked, nay loved this book. Well I shall tell you my dear ones.

It all started on the night of November 16, 2009 (I remember the day because I have the receipt in front of me for a return). After finishing the amazing book Warbreaker by Brandon Sanderson I decided to see if I could purchase some of his other literary masterpieces. Being the wonderful, awesome and adorable person that I am I obviously couldn't wait for the books to be shipped to me so I decided to go to the uber expensive book shop known as Barnes and Noble.

Whilst perusing the SciFi/Fantasy shelves for some much needed reading material I thought about what I was going to get my little buddy for his birthday which was coming up in less than 3 days. Normally I take my nephew to a movie and lunch for his birthday. Sort of like a aunt and nephew date. It's a lot of fun but now that he's getting older I really wanted to give him something that brings me a lot of joy and pleasure (that's what she said) in the hopes that he could learn to love it just as much as I do. I also wanted to help steer him away from the TV and the hoards of video games he had requested for his birthday/Christmas. Anyway, I thought that since I was already at a book store why not look around and see if I can find anything he might like. It was a lot harder than it sounded. I have no idea what his reading level is nor do I know what kind of books he enjoys, if any. Long story short, I spent 45 minutes panicking over what to buy him. Should I go with a comic book on action heroes? Should I pick up this mystery or would it be too scary for him? Or should I get him this adventure book that looks like it might be way past his reading level? What the hell is his reading level? etc. etc. etc.

After freaking out for like ever, I happened upon this adorable book by Cressida Cowell called How to Be a Pirate. What first caught my eye were the characters' names. Things like Dogsbreath, Duhbrain, Snotlout and, of course, Hiccup Horrendous. I knew instantly that my nephew would enjoy the book solely because of the names and I could picture him giggling each time he read them. Secondly, I noticed the illustrations. They were doodles like kids would draw which made me think he might like it even more and could relate to it a little better. Needless to say I picked it up immediately and went on my merry way, thinking and dreaming of his excitement when he'd unwrap his gift.

When I got home I got a call from my brother asking if he could stop by to show me his new car Vedder Avett (named after his two favorite musicians: Eddie Vedder and the Avett Brothers). He said he needed to stop by his house and pick up my niece and nephew and then he'd be over in a few minutes which really meant like 45. I knew I had a while to wait so I decided to read some of Ryan's book to make sure I really had bought a good book for him. I read two chapters myself and then read them over again out loud to my mom because it was just so stinkin' funny and adorable. Seriously. I was contemplating buying them for myself .......uhhh....... I mean my future kids, yeah (ahem). It was just so much fun to read and the author does these little side notes that are just hilarious. And yeah, I think I'm in love.

A while later I heard my brother honking for me outside. I grabbed my coat and ran out to see this very beautiful and stylish Buick Lesabre (hahahahahahahaha). I got in and we were off, driving up into the upper aves while my brother told me about all the nifty gadgets his old man's car had and then demonstrated said gadgets. It was fun until my nephew decided to tell me what he wanted for his birthday. He listed off a bunch of different Nintendo DDS (or whatever, I don't care) games he wanted. I told him thanks but that I had already bought his gift. He asked what it was and after I told him it was a surprise he said... "Well I want a different present". I'm sure that to many of you it's not a big deal. That he's just acting his age. Blah, blah, blah. I was pretty hurt and then angry about it. Here was my sweet little buddy who had never acted this way before and he was now demanding that I get him a different present just because it's not one of the many games he just asked for? Ridiculous. He and my niece are already pretty spoiled and it just bugged me that he was acting the way he was. I mean bloody hell, I had just spent 45 minutes looking for the thing because I wanted to make sure that what I got for him he was going to like, a lot.

A few minutes later my brother dropped me off at home apologizing for the way Ryan was acting. I was really worried. Not necessarily about whether Ryan would like it or not, I knew he would even if he was being a brat. But I was worried that he would turn into a stuck up snob who would have hissy fits if he didn't get exactly what he wanted. I was worried he'd end up like Dudley Dursley who threw a fit in the first HP book because he had less presents than he got the year before. Never mind that quite a few of them were more expensive and bigger than the ones he previously had, he was set on having more no matter what. And that, explain horribly, is what I was most worried about. To me, my favorite presents have always been the ones that had more meaning or sentimental value. The ones where someone was listening to me ramble about something I liked and took note of it. I love that and wanted Ryan to learn to love that too. So I decided that if his attitude hadn't changed by the time he opened the present then I was going to have a nice little chat with him about whats really important (and by nice a do mean nice. I am not a mean person and I find that when giving a life lesson to kids the best way to do it is by conversing with them, nicely).

Anyway, his birthday party got pushed back to yesterday and I was really started to get nervous about what he'd think. And, he loved it. I read the first two chapters to him and my niece before they left and he made sure to tell me that he wanted the other books in the series for Christmas. Done and done buddy, done and done.

So yes, I am a muchos happy Aunt right now.

*kloveyabye*

let me tell you a thing or two about me

I am a klutz. Like a major klutz. I walk into doors, trip on nothing, fall up the stairs and countless other things. I even almost broke my ankle just by stepping wrong when I went down the stairs.

My first year at girls camp I got hurt every single day I was there.
Day 1) I tripped up the stairs and skinned both knees.
Day 2) I stabbed my lip with a fork.
Day 3) I tripped on a rock and twisted my ankle.
Day 4) a plastic canoe fell on my head and made a big gash on my nose.
Day 5) I forgot to put sun screen on and fried until I was a nice crispy mahogany color.

Why does any of this matter you might ask? Well, I just stabbed myself with a fork AGAIN and now it really hurts.

Just thought ya'll would like to share in pain :0)

*kloveyabye*


P.S.
Umm New Moon is tonight. I'm going to the 3 AM showing. I know. I'm sooooooooo gonna be dead at work tomorrow morning. But it's worth it. Oh so worth it.

the sad, life is horribly sucky post

my life has been really difficult lately. ok scratch that. not difficult per se, more like craptastic. as you all know from my previous post i had a little issue with my jaw moving where it was never intended it to go. that sucked. then i had my birthday which i cried through because of my jaw and those pesky things called hormones. then the next day i went to LA for a 5 day business trip where i worked 14 hours a day and got sick. yes that's right. as if my life had already sucked enough lets add a runny nose, chest congestion, sneezing, sore ears and throat and sinus pressure to the mix. when i got home i stayed in bed for three days and then went on another business trip to Minneapolis for four days. i was finally starting to feel better the day i left and then the day before i came home i started a hacking, wheezing cough, fever, chills and more chest congestion. i went to work and felt like i was going to die so i decided to stay home yesterday and went to the doctor in case i needed to be put down or at the very least quarantined. the doctor came into the room where i was patiently waiting for him and asked about my symptoms and took a swab of my nose for the h1n1 test. he then turned around and asked if my primary care physician had ever mentioned having the lap band procedure done. i said no and he said that i needed to ask my doctor about it because it's helped so many people lose hundreds of pounds. he then began telling me that he thinks the cough is because of "all the extra weight being placed on my chest". needless to say i was speechless, hurt, angry, murderess and, most of all, humiliated. i just couldn't believe that he felt the need to suggest that i have a major surgery done. yes, i know i'm fat but was it really his place to suggest something like this? especially since i was seeing him because i was sick? i just don't understand why/how he could think that the "extra pressure" on my chest could cause my to have flu like symptoms. bloody hell i'd been sick for a week and half, it's not like i gained this weight in a week a half. and i highly doubt that being fat could cause you to have a runny and stuffy nose. what a dick head. seriously. unfortunately, i couldn't say anything to him or ask him why the eff he felt the need to "discuss" it. all i could do was give him my best if-you-say-another-word-i-will-murder-you look. i don't think it worked very well. i left a few minutes later with a prescription for flu medication and antibiotics "just in case" my being sick wasn't caused by fatness. i cannot even begin to explain to you how horrid and disgusting i felt and still feel about me. i didn't feel like going home (i hate letting people see me cry) so i decided to go for a drive to clear my head and hopefully calm down. I ended up at the draper temple and just sat there for a while listening to the motab and crying and pouring my heart out to Heavenly Father. I still feel like the worst person ever today but i do think that my little trip to the temple and my prayer helped calm me. I was actually able to fall asleep last night rather than stay up crying the entire time like i normally would have done.

i don't what this all means. it's just what i'm going through right now.

it's my birthday and i'll cry if i want to

yeah, can I just tell you how much today just royally sucked. like majorly sucked. as in the worst birthday i've ever had in my long life of 24 years. seriously. I will break it down for you pictorial style.

1. on the way home from my birthday weekend avec ma mere in the city of cedars my jaw decides it doesn't like it's current abode and shifts to the far left resulting in...

snaggletooth/underbite of horror. sick i know. i won't take it personally if you have to look away. i'd escape it too except... well it's ma face!

2. i go to the emergency room where i pay muchos money for lotso' exrays just to have them say "hey we don't know what's wrong with you but here's a bunch o' pain pills for you to enjoy"

oh gee, thanks doc.

3. wake up this morning to find that a) my face is no longer quite so screwed up, i now just have an under bite and b) loads and loads of pain accompany the unscrewing of ma facial sctructure.

4. go to work on a day that i had originally requested off in january to find a butt load of work to do all whilst trying to contact an oral (haha!) surgeon to look at my jaw

did i mention that i also leave for a business trip tomorrow in the a.m.?

hmmm.....

5. called 15 dentist only to be turned away because either: they don't deal with TMJ issues, they don't see new patients on mondays or they don't have an open appointment for a

MONTH!!!

seriously? that's laaaaaaaammmmmeeee!

6. then i cried...

and cried... and called more dentists... and cried some more

7. and then i worked almost 9 hours straight while trying not to cry anymore.

note the sadness.

yes. i am an awesome stick figureist. word.

and now my dears i must finish packing. gotta be up at 4 in the a.m. tomorrow. yay!

:0(

*kloveyabye*

p.s.

though today might have been a pretty craptastic day, it's crappiness was lessened by the well wishes from all of my friends. i thank and love you all muchos.

p.s.s.

also, the fact that my birthday weekend was awesome also helped lessen the pain. thanks mudder pie for such an awesome weekend!

things i heart muchos

I've decided to jump on the band wagon and join the likes of Lauren aka awesome person and do a post on things that I heart muchos.

So, without further ado please welcome my list:

1. My new hair cut.

Adorable right?

2. Ruby Woo lipstick from MAC.

I'm a HUGE mac girl and I about died when I saw this lipstick. It's seriously like the most perfect shade of red

3. TOMs Shoes. Like the coolest thing EVER!

Have you ever heard about what TOMs shoes does? For every pair of shoes you buy they give a pair to a child in need. To learn more click here.

4. Scarves!

I absolutely adore scarves and it's finally getting to be cold enough to wear them. Woot Woot for cold weather!

5. Fall

I'm not sure if there is any other season that is as glorious and vibrant as Fall. The colors are so rich and fiery and the weather. Oh don't even get me started on how much I LOVE the crisp weather that Fall brings.

6. My Birthday

My birthday is coming up in exactly two weeks and GASP!!! I'm gonna be 24.

Holy friggin' Hannah that seems old.

and yes, i am very aware of how awesome my paint skills are. don't be hatin'

7. The Jonas Brothers

I love them. Seriously. I.Love.Them. But, not in the freaky fan girl way. That'd be weird since I'm like a hundred years older than them.

Nick will you you marry me???

ahem......

8. Toy Story Double Feature in 3D

OK, seriously, best idea EVER!

These movies rock and to have them up on the big screen again is amazing.

But it gets even more amazinger (yes i know how horribly wrong that sentence is) they decided to show both movies not only in 3D but as a double feature. That means you get two movies for the price of one.

And whats even more amazinger-er are the features they made just for the intermission. They quiz kids on movies and have little features for you to watch while you wait.

AWESOME!!!!

9. Elder Holland's talk during the October 2009 LDS Conference

Elder Holland's talk left me speechless. The amount of power, conviction and emotion that he is able to bring to each and everyone of his talks just amazes me. I love his no nonsense way of looking at the world and the gospel and I strive to be more like him one day.

To listen to one of the most amazing talks aver click here.

Hope you enjoyed. Now i gotsta get back to work :0(

*kloveyabye*