Who made you king of anything?

I finally made my way back to Rexburg today.  And let me tell you, it was a long day.

I haven't driven home by myself in...umm...about a year and a half?

Yeah.  I got bored.  A lot.

But luckily my car likes music as much as I do and doesn't mind me singing along.

Well, at least he doesn't complain too much.

I heard this song for the first time today.  I mean, I've heard it before, but today I really actually listened to the lyrics.

And I fell in love.

Lyrics:

Keep drinking coffee, stare me down across the table
While I look outside
So many things I’d say if only I were able
But I just keep quiet and count the cars that pass by

You’ve got opinions, man
We’re all entitled to ‘em, but I never asked
So let me thank you for your time, and try not to waste anymore of mine
And get out of here fast

I hate to break it to you babe, but I’m not drowning
There’s no one here to save

Who cares if you disagree?
You are not me
Who made you king of anything?
So you dare tell me who to be?
Who died and made you king of anything?

You sound so innocent, all full of good intent
Swear you know best
But you expect me to jump up on board with you
And ride off into your delusional sunset

I’m not the one who’s lost with no direction
But you’ll never see
You’re so busy making maps with my name on them in all caps
You got the talking down, just not the listening

And who cares if you disagree?
You are not me
Who made you king of anything?
So you dare tell me who to be?
Who died and made you king of anything?

All my life I’ve tried to make everybody happy
While I just hurt and hide
Waiting for someone to tell me it’s my turn to decide

Who cares if you disagree?
You are not me
Who made you king of anything?
So you dare tell me who to be?
Who died and made you king of anything?

Who cares if you disagree?
You are not me
Who made you king of anything?
So you dare tell me who to be?
Who died and made you king of anything?

Let me hold your crown, babe.

Early edition

Hey look, I'm so on top of things this week that I'm doing my FTF post a mere 9 minutes into Friday!  Please, please, keep the applause to a minimum.  I'll be honest though, its late [or early?] and I just got done doing the most ridiculous homework assignment ever.  You know the kind, where the questions are so easy that you tell yourself the answer you came up with can't be right and you go back and analyze [and re-analyze if you're me] everything until you come the the conclusion that maybe, just maybe it is as easy as it looks?  Yep, I just finished one of those and now my brain is fried!  Here's what I do remember from this week...

1.  A work meeting on Sunday that mostly involved us goofing off for two and a half hours.

2.  Making our own butter at Relief Society night...you know, where you put it in the little container and shake it for hours and hours [ok, so it was only like fifteen minutes]

3.  Being brave. 

4.  Actually running, after taking a couple weeks off. 

5.  Getting mail from my Mom.  And getting my new clothes.

6.  Hot tamales and chocolate milk. 

7.  Discovering that the weird looking apples from the sister's bountiful basket are actually delicious!

8.  Finding out that my best friend is having a girl this time!

9.  Doing laundry and actually folding 2 out of the 3 loads.  Thats a huge accomplishment for me.

10.  And my favorite thing from this week...I'm going BACK TO NEVADA tomorrow!!!

I'll tell ya about it later.  And I promise that while I'm there I'll try to take more pictures than last time...which won't be too difficult of a goal to achieve.  Ha!

Proof that mullets can be cute

For her wedding, my sister got some clip in hair extensions so that she could do fancy things with her hair.  Somehow one of them ended up on the back of my brother in law's head, mullet style.

That wasn't so cute.

But then we tried putting them on my nephews, and voila!

Cute mullets.

This kid was in heaven.  He seriously ran around the room, flipping his "hair" all around and cracking up laughing.  Maybe if my sister lets him start growing it out now, it'll be the perfect length for his first grade pictures?  Ha.

Day 5

Day 5: A photo of yourself two years ago.

3/7/2009

Oh hey, remember how I was doing this thing?  Yeah, I forgot too.

Mostly because it asks for pictures and I'm never actually on my own computer.

But here's this one of me, from about two years ago.

The jacket I'm wearing was one of my favorite things ever.

Sadly, it mysteriously disappeared later on that same summer after a couple long weeks of cutting hay.

I'm still pretty sure the swather ate it.

Sometimes I remember things...sometimes

Hey, look guys, I'm doing a Favorite Things Fridays post!  Woooo!  Remember how its been, oh, like a month since I've done one?  Way to stay on top of things Torr.  But anyways, here we go:

1.  Actually doing a Favorite Things Fridays post...and actually doing it on Friday!

2.  Charlie is so cool like.  I seriously can't pick a favorite, but this one sure is up there.  While you're at it, check out the his Twilight video, and the Bieber Fever one too.

3.  This [direct] quote from my boss:  "Torrie, if you were to ever move home or something, I would call up the nearest store we have there and say 'Hey listen, hire Torrie because she's amazing' because, well you are.  You're the best."

4.  The fact that come Sunday, I will have had pizza for dinner three times this week.  Yikes.

5.  Getting the all clear to go home next weekend.

6.  My super cute new boat shoes.

7.  Being invited to a birthday at North Gate [supposedly its the new cool place in town...we'll see].

8.  Just Dance.  And not actually playing it, but doing it in the back ground with Stace Face while everyone else is playing.  And did you know you can look the videos up on YouTube?  I think I shall have to go practice.  Or something.

9.  Not having to wear a jacket.  And being this close to rolling down my windows on the way home from work because it was sweltering inside my car.

10.  Daylight savings.  Because even though my sleep schedule is all kinds of thrown off, its sunshiney outside until 7:00 p.m.  

And that has been my week.  In a nutshell.  So to speak.  Pretty much.  Yeah.

Loser like me

Remember how I love Glee?  What, I never told you that story?  About the time I thought, "Oh hey, there's that singing show.  Maybe I'll check it out." and then proceeded to watch 4 episodes in a row?  Soon it was in my top three for favorite shows and if I ever found myself bored I'd just re-watch whatever episodes were available online.

And maybe, just maybe, this love was intensified by my crush on Finn Hudson's cute little Canadian face and awkward dance moves.

And by maybe, I mean it was.

Fast forward to season 2.  Is it just me or did Glee kinda wig out?  They've still had some great songs and hilarious moments, but what's with all the drama?  I really think they're just trying too hard to appeal to every single person that ever existed and its just not working for them.  But they still manage to pull some genius out every now and then, kinda like this.  Because lets be honest, who doesn't feel like a loser every now and then?  

Hello, my name is Torrie

And I am way too indecisive for my own good.  I also like to panic about little things and am one of those incredibly boring people who finds something, likes it, and then refuses to ever even think about trying anything else.
I'll seriously go to Olive Garden and order spaghetti because
A) I'm too much of a sissy-lala to try anything else and
B) I've had it before and know I'll like it, so why mess with a good thing.
"What, you have all this wonderfully amazing Italian cuisine I can choose from?  Hmmm, you know what I'm gonna stick with the spaghetti...just to be safe."
Holy for ridiculous.
Anyways, back to my original story.  I've been needing to get some skinny jeans [or "Ron Skinners" as I call them in my head...he's the old sheriff in my hometown...don't ask].  And I like Old Navy jeans.  Or at least I've tried them on before and they work for me so I just say I like them and avoid having to look elsewhere for other jeans.
But Old Navy doesn't always like to have tall jeans in their stores, so I have to look online.  Old Navy also has this very happy deal where if you spend 50 bucks you get free shipping.  I can't pass that up.  So I decided to peruse the website and look for something else to fill up the rest of my little shopping basket...except then I suddenly ended up with about 12 things in there and an estimated bill of $200.
Not cool.
I finally narrowed it down to 5 things:

my jeans,

a striped shirt on clearance,

another shirt also on clearance,

one of the cutest cardigans I've ever seen,

and a flowery scarf.


Except then I still had to go back and re-read the reviews on each item a couple more times each.  And then I removed a couple things.  And then added them back.  And then I calculated and re-calculated.  And then I just decided to go for it.  So I hit the "Confirm Order" button, and instantly panicked.  Maybe I shouldn't have gotten the cardi?  Do I really need those shirts on clearance?  Since when do I wear scarves?  What if the one negative review on those jeans was right and everyone else is lying?


See what I mean?

A special thank you to Old Navy 

for stressing me out and having cute clothes.

And also for letting me borrow these pictures.

Hey Mister Grumpy Gills

Today, I pretty much was Ms. Grumpy Gills.  I still feel all worn out and sleep deprived, and to top it all off my voice recently decided to take a vacation of its own.

Aweeeesome.

And I slept in way too late and didn't go run this morning which, lets be honest, always makes me grumpy.

I tried to make myself feel better by cutting out from class early and heading to the bookstore.  I bought myself a book...but I don't get to read it for a few weeks

[hopefully by then I'll be all studied up for my finals].

So that really didn't help much after all.

Then I tried to drown my sorrows in my left over candy snacks from our trip...but that just gave me a tummy ache.

So that really didn't help much after all. 

Then I sat the nephew up on the counter and fed him jelly beans while I did the dishes and we listened to Justin Bieber and my country playlist on my iPod.

That actually helped a bit.

I really hate feeling cranky.  I just know I've pushed myself to the limit of trying to find positive things to say about dull, dreary Southeast Idaho.

Luckily, this next Sunday is SPRING!  Which in Rexburg means we'll probably still see at least 2 more snow storms, but hey at least its no longer Winter.

On a completely unrelated note, am I the only person who is getting sick of hearing all about William and Kate's "Super Magical Royal Wedding Extravaganza"?  I mean, come on people.  They're just two kids getting married.  Lets not run out and buy commemorative coins, bathrobess, silverware, dinner plates, and car seat covers to "help them celebrate".

Seriously.

I'm baaack

Can I just say that I hate how when you're driving home [or somewhere else you really really want to be] it takes for-freaking-ever, but when you're leaving that same place those 8 hours just fly by?  Seriously.

This weekend was CRAZY, but it felt so good to be back in the Silver State with my family.  We got in not quite as late as we figured on Thursday night, spent most of Friday setting up the cultural hall for the open house the next day, and then cleaned and got everything ready for the wedding on Saturday.  I thought everything was just about fantastic!  The ceremony was short and sweet, everyone was super helpful rearranging tables and chairs for the family dinner at our house afterwards [and with clean up, yes!], and the open house [or "ice cream party" as the niece called it] was lots of fun.

Of course, I forgot my camera at my parent's house and have absolutely zero pictures of the decorations or anything.  Typical.  In my defense, I was too busy searching for my new brother in law's suit jacket that he didn't think was necessary for the rest of the festivities.  Oh well, plenty of other people took plenty of pictures so I'll just have to be a little thief and steal some from them.

And now I do believe its time for me to get to bed so I can rest up and be ready to face reality, aka school and work.  Just saying the words makes me shudder.  Nighty night, and everyone keep your fingers crossed for me while I try to convince my boss that I need another weekend vacation home sometime soon!
p.s. Anyone feel like digging through my backpack/duffle bag/tote bag and helping me find everything I need to get ready for bed?  Please?  And then doing my laundry and making my bed for me?  Awesome, thanksabillion.

Tomorrow...or actually today?

At this time tomorrow, I'll be in Nevada!  Hopefully I'll actually be at my house...but lets be honest.  A road trip with two kids under the age of three, a pregnant sister, and myself (who may as well be pregnant with the way my bladder works...or should I say doesn't work) is going to take a lot longer than usual.

But whatever, we met up at Walmart tonight after I finally left work, stocked up on lots of candy, Dr. Pepper, and everyone's favorite chocolate-covered popcorn, and come 1:00 tomorrow afternoon we're peacing out of this joint!

Speaking of, I'm supposed to be packing...and sleeping...and probably other stuff that I just made my mind forget because I'd rather not do it.

So, until we meet again (which will most likely not be until next week sometime) try to enjoy life...cuz you know I'll be more than enjoying life back in the heart of the golden west.

p.s. this is legit my hometown...well, part of it at least.  its small, but not that small.

Oops.

So I just realized this will be the second week in a row I haven't done a Favorite Things Friday post.  Ha, please take note of my last post title.  It explains it all...mostly.  To be honest ever since about four weeks ago when I found out I'd be going to Nevada the second week of March, I pretty much mentally checked out and haven't come back.  Have I ever mentioned how much I love Nevada?  Seriously.  I have all these random spots out on our farm where I'll just go and sit and think.  I honestly haven't found anything that even compares to my "thinking spots".  Each one is special in its own way and allows me to enjoy different aspects of nature.  Seriously, I have my "sit and listen to tweety birds" spot, my "sit and watch the sun set" spot, my "sit and pretend I live in Little House on the Prairie times" spot.  And have you ever seen the stars on a clear summer night in the-middle-of-nowhere Nevada?  Heck, make that on any clear night.  And even though we don't usually get much in the rain department, when it does decide to get stormy there it can STORM.  We're talking house-shaking thunder, lightning that can make a night sky turn into daylight, and pouring rain.  And as soon as its finished you step outside and breathe in the fresh clean rain mixed with sagebrush scent.  Nothing can compare to it.  Except for maybe fresh cut alfalfa in the summer.  Sigh.  Here's to making it 5 more days until I'm back in the Silver State.  Until then, I'll just sing this in my head.  Or out loud.  Either way, I'm good.

Disclaimer: I am in no way, shape, or form promoting Harry Reid.  At all.

I was just blown away by The Killers singing our state song

...and it was the best quality video I could find.

Sometimes I suck

At time management, that is.  But hey, I got my laundry folded today.  And watched The Land Before Time XI with the niece.  And worked for 7 hours.  And got everyone to report their Visiting Teaching to me.  And sent my report in to the Visiting Teaching Leader.  So maybe I don't suck as much as I thought.  Except lately I suck at blogging, because lets be honest its gonna be one of the first things to go when I get busy.  But don't you worry, because I'm working on getting more organized and managing my time better.

So basically what I'm saying is you just can't get rid of me.  Ha.

P.S. My little cousin got his mission call tonight.  He's going to Washington.  I'm SUPER excited for him!  I also spent the better half of my afternoon texting my two fourteen-year old cousins.  They're hilarious.  Seriously, every time they text me I end up laughing out loud...but I'll never let them know that.  I'd hate for them to get too full of themselves.

March is so the new February

So February will always hold a special place in my heart [you know, being my birth month and all] but I do believe March just might offically be my new favorite month. 

Why the sudden change?  I'll give you a few hints.

Hint #1 

Hint #2 

Hint #3

 

Any guesses?  Anyone?  Bueller....Bueller....

 Oh, you mean you guessed that March is officially Finn Hudson Month on my Glee calendar?

Ding ding ding, we have a winner!

 

  

 Yep, I think I really like March.