This is Hannah.

Also sometimes referred to as: Boo-Boo Bear, Magoo, Sissy-Poo, Goober, Goob, Goobie, Skeeter, Scooter and other various names that I can work the words 'Butt' and 'Poopy' into...

I was 12 when Hannah was born, and I looked and acted mature for my age so people thought she was mine and I was MORTIFIED! But I have always kind of been the second mommy and had that tight sister bond with her.

It has recently been brought to my attention that this little Lovie-Do considers me her Hero!
SERIOUSLY? I am the most horrible, corrupt person I know!! LOL
This makes me feel so special and loved! She tells me all the time how she wants to go to beauty school and do hair just like me.
...AND THEN! We are going to open a salon called 'Hannah & Her Sisters' (also her idea!)
...And Emily can be the receptionist.
We've got HIGH goals for Emmy. Oh don't feel bad for her! We'll make sure she has Dental.

I have a date with Hannah tonight... Dinner at Chili's and something REALLY special...
Girls Maturation Program.
I.Cant.Wait. No seriously.
I am going to embarrass the shit right out of her. ;)

Easter Weekend 2009

Last weekend I went with my mom and her friend Michelle to Ventura, CA to visit my mom's twin sissy, Lori. Lets just say it has taken me all of last week to recover, mourn about not living by the ocean, and peel off some cancerous sunburned skin. When I grow up I want to live on the beach. Forever.
All 30,000 pictures I took of the ocean can be summed up with this magnificent picture of that freezing cold, glorious body of water.
B-E-A-UTIFUL!

My supermodel pose on the Ventura Pier.

I found this ring at an antique store outside Santa Barbara, and IT WILL BE MINE ONE DAY!!

This means if anyone finds $900 before I do and decides to purchase this little beauty without my permission, I WILL KILL THEM.

See, boys and girls - You too can be homeless and healthy!

(He eats fish all day. Everyday. Ick.) He was very kind and offered us some, and I was like, 'No thanks, I take my fish in a can from Costco'.

Poser.

This is my third favorite picture. I was trying to get a picture of the Ventura Mission and my dumb ass camera didn't get the shot.

Well thank heavens for that, because I LOVE the way this turned out!

Holes in a rock. I would LOVE to know how this happens.

Gorgeous surfer.

He looked a little surprised after I snapped this picture.

And I was all, 'Sorry. I'm from Utah'r, we don't make hotties like you in the desert. I needed proof you people exist. PLEASE MARRY ME'

Heart in the sand. How lovely.

Michelle - Mama - Auntie Lori

Hot.

THIS is my favorite picture. What is that man doing!?

I'm sure we have Postmen that smoke here in this great state of lame rules, the bubble we call 'Utah' - but I have never seen this sight before.

It made me laugh. GOOD FOR HIM! Way to have a nice break in the Cali sun!

I'd ash on the mail though.

NEVER Judge a Book By It's Cover.

I cant figure out how to embed this video, and mostly because I don't care to sit here any longer pretending to be computer savvy...

This is the most courageous thing I have ever seen and you must watch it immediately! And with speakers!

And if you've seen it already - watch it again and show this woman some damn respect!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RxPZh4AnWyk&feature=related

*Susan Boyle - Britain's Got Talent*
'I Dreamed A Dream' from Les Miserables

So today I got a wild hair up my ass to go to school. College. Cuz I never did.

THEY CHARGE YOU JUST TO APPLY. $35 FREAKING DOLLARS.

Just trying to navigate the website to find out about courses and tuition gave me anxiety.
I'm sitting here trying to hold my shit together, trying not to cry about not having $35 bucks to APPLY.

I changed my mind already.

Who's A Dumb Ass!?!? WHOOO!?!?

Raise your hand if you want to know just how big of a dumb ass I am!!!
It has been since FEBRUARY that I filed my taxes, and I already received my Federal Tax but I still haven't seen the State Refund.
Waiting... waiting... checking the mailbox diligently.
I even bend over and tilt my head to the side, staring inside my dark mailbox to see if maybe it got lodged into some kind of BLACK HOLE.
I even check the website every couple days and it basically says, 'your a loser and we don't know who you are or what your talking about'
Well, I am going to California this weekend and it sure would be nice to have some extra spending cash... So I just called (And waited on hold for 10 minutes) to hear:

"Miss DaRROH, I show that it was 'Direct Deposited' into your account on March 10th."

Oh...

Ok then.

Shit...

My Thoughts Exactly

Now why would I want to lose weight and get all skinny... when I have kids someday, they'll come along and ruin it and I'll just get fat again!
That just seems like a waste to me.

This Is Why I Dont Blog Anymore

I had a horrible day from start to finish.
And now I come home to my nothingness, and my microscopic barbie apartment that smells funny, and I'm tired and I'm grumpy and I'm lonely.
I'm hungry and nothing sounds good to eat.
and my eyes hurt.
and my back hurts.
and I hate stupid people.
and I hate stupid people who don't know how to drive.
and I have a huge pile of shoes on my floor which pretty much counts and 57% of my house.
and I have a huge zit on my nose RIGHT IN BETWEEN MY EYEBALLS.
and I cant find anything.
and I'm itchy.
and my only pair of khaki pants now have a big hole in the crotch.
and I'm still hungry, and I'm still grumpy, and I still hate STUPID PEOPLE!!
Its like a big freaking vicious cycle.
You'd think I was bleeding internally for the week.

I would take being a bitch because of blood loss over being a bitch for the hell of it ANY DAY OF THE WEEK.
Let me tell ya, I'm a real peach to be around.

The Lost Generation

Here is some inspirational crap for ya :)

No, but seriously I found this to be super awesome and all that stuff.

Watch it all the way through and you have to have volume :)

The Simple Things in Life

...Speaking of life, there is not much going on in my world that is too exciting.

I said that when I started this blog, I don't have cute kids that say funny stuff, or pictures to post - and my life isn't all that interesting right now, but I do have a few things that I could share:

I sneezed 9 times in a row last night. It was awesome. It makes me giggle and then the residual effect kinda makes me feel drunk...yeah, easily amused.

I signed up for Winder Dairy home delivery, since I'm too lazy to go to the grocery store myself... I was so pleased to wake up this morning to have my strawberry milk on my doorstep!
(P.S. if you sign up using a referral name *AHEM* ME*... you get an automatic $30 credit!...and so do I.)

I went to Chili's twice yesterday... For lunch and dinner with friends. Totally got the same thing both times. Quesadilla Explosion Salad. Highly recommended.

I love being back doing hair. I get a little extra money, which never sees the bank - and it keeps me from going home and being a loser.

I have a new love for dive bars and karaoke. I see this turning me into a junkie.
...For the karaoke, not being a bar fly.

I re-launched my creativity of bracelet making!! I love it! One of these days I will post them so you can see!!

I have 3 more payments to make before my Mary Kay fiasco is DONE WITH and PAID OFF!! YAY!!

I have come to find that I absolutely cannot stand it when you are on the phone with someone and they are talking to, or say something to someone else. UMm.yeaah.

I think why I am boring right now is a result of the proper balance of medication and therapy. I still have my days... but I try REALLY hard not to come on here and bitch about it. However, I was told today that some people enjoy reading this thing and requested that I come out of hiding and blog some more :)
I didn't know anyone read it. I only ever get comments from like 4 people. My FAVORITE 4 people, might I add. :)

OH OHKAY. FIINE. I will blog more.
But you asked for it! I don't want to hear any complaints about the shit I come up with.
...Like how I found a gray nose hair the other day.
...Which means, yes, I was just standing in my bathroom staring at the mirror looking into my nostrils, if you must know.