Dear Mister

Dear Mister Co-Coordinator,
You are really a nice person. You have a great testimony. And you have amazing hair, a little too much product sometimes, but otherwise nice thick, run your fingers through, hair. However that being said, you make me very upset. I am constantly stressed out because of you and your lack of responsibility. This past month has been crazy. CRAZY with FHE. The sub-for-Santa auction, typing up bid sheets, Printing out all of the bid sheets, handing out sign up sheets, setting up the auction, putting out all of the items, collecting the money, cashing the money, the Christmas party, finding a program for the Christmas party, dividing the money, typing up the shopping lists, getting groups together, finding lessons for every week, and countless other tasks all done by me. With not a single call from you asking if you could help or anything. You did call me on Saturday at 8:55am leaving me a voice mail that said you need the money to go shopping at nine, and then you texted me, I did not answer because I had my cell phone turned off because I was in a car accident the night before and wanted to sleep, then you had someone call my home phone over and over and over, finally waking me up, telling me you needed your money, which I told you on Wednesday that I had ready for you to, either you could pick up or me drop off, but I didn't hear from you so I texted you again on Friday seeing what time you were going shopping on Saturday, but you didn't know and you still didn't pick up the money, and when you did pick it up on Saturday did you even say sorry for waking me up? Nope. Did you say sorry on Sunday when I talked to you? Again Nope. Or Monday? Nope.
You drive me insane with your flaky, irresponsible, vague attitude. And you know what else really really bothers me. You always, ALWAYS say my name wrong. The epitome of disrespect. But it is all ok now because you just call me, "cuz" instead, much better, Thank you. Although I don't think my real cousins would appreciate it very much. Just saying.

Warm Regards,
Your FHE CO-coordinator

Angels

So last night I was in a little accident. Me and one of my best friends were coming home from a wedding reception in Provo. We were heading back to AF to go get something to eat with some other friends. We were on State St. And it was snowing. We were just discussing how we couldn't really see the lines and would just follow the tire treads, we stopped at a red light. Just talking. Then out of no where. BAM. We had been rear-ended. I had no idea what happened, all I knew was that my head hurt. The car wouldn't move. I asked my friend, who was driving, if she was ok. She said yes. I got my phone out and dialed 911, well I put in 977 first...then 911, ha ha ha. I was talking to the dispatcher telling them what happened and where we were and they kept asking what color the car was that hit us. I had no idea. I kept saying I didn't know, and the womans was like, "You can't turn around to see it, " and I was like No there are cars stopped all around us I have no idea who hit us! Gosh, they can be rude and pushy. Because believe me she didn't say it is a nice voice, it was patronizing. Then my door was opened by some dude who had stopped. He said he was a EMT. He asked me a bunch of questions: what is your name, what is today's date, what day of the week is it. Then he checked my neck and made sure I was ok. I still had a headache. So it was snowing and it was freezing cold, and I didn't have a coat, it wasn't snowing in AF when I left and I didn't have one that matched what I was wearing and I didn't plan on being outside. So I was freezing. This really nice woman came up to my door and handed me a jacket and a blanket. Then called Nick, the dude we were meeting in AF for dinner and then I called Nicole's house, but here parents weren't home, so I called their cells, I finally got her dad, they were luckily at the Mall just a few mins away. I then called my mom and let her know what happened and that we were ok. 

James, the EMT, stayed with us and the woman with the blankets offered to drive us home. They were amazing angels that Heavenly Father sent us.

So many people stopped to help. They called the police. They stayed to help. They tried to drive down the person that hit us. It was an amazing out pouring of love and concern. It reaffirmed my belief in humanity, working in my job(s) I get really depressed by somethings I see happen to people at the hands of people, but there is so much goodness! It was such a blessing. 

We found out later that the person that hit us was in a Black Jeep Grand Cherokee, but they speed off really quickly so no one was able to get the license number. We talked a lot about why they would leave and decided that they were in a hurry to get the bed side of a sick brother on the verge of death, that is why they couldn't stop.

 

I need a new hobbie...

I need a new hobbie...can I steal yours?
As you know I am very passionate about certain books....Cough, Cough, Hunger Games....but they are over now. I also like making headbands. That is great and fun and I keep coming up with new things like using ribbon. But I can only do so many of those at a time before I get bored. I love helping people, I do that for a job and my friends movie is over so I can't focus on that any more...oh yeah and it is my calling...so some times I need a break from constantly helping people, you know. So I need a new hobbie. I don't know what to do or what is offered around here...Should I take a painting class? Or a pottery class? Or a dance class? I want to do all of those, but I have no idea where I can take those classes. I need something or I know I am going to go a little crazy. What is your hobbie? Can I steal it, please? :) I might give it back, probably not.

So have you ever had this problem....

I have a problem, I never, and I mean never know when a dude likes me. No idea. Maybe no guys like me or maybe it is just the really really really really really painfully shy ones that like me, but I can never tell if a dude likes me or not, until he comes out and says it. I am horrible at reading those signals. I am just oblivious.  I am positive that I went through high school without one guy liking me and I am pretty dang sure no one in my singles ward like "likes" me. Or maybe I am just clueless. I have no idea. Whatever. I just don't know. I did have a guy wink at me at the ward Christmas dinner but that just gave me the hee-baaly-gee-baalies.  Really truly.

Sara Haze - Lovely

I love this song. It is a power song that is so beautiful. I love to listen to it when I having a bad day, it just makes you feel better. :)

So April Don't Read This Till You Have Watched ANTM

I love ANTM. And I am so happy that Ann won! I have wanted her to win from the beginning! I love and adore her. I so did not want Chelsea to win. She was way to cocky. When Tyra got up there and announced that Ann won after a impregnated pause there was uproar by mom, Sarah and me. Ah good day.


SO on another note. My friends are making this really awesome movie. And it is premiering on Thursday of next week, and I am suppose to have a date for that and a party for the movie the following night. And I don't. I have no one to ask. Really I have wracked my brain. No one. So it looks like I am going it alone....again.