Crying Eyes

So last night I watched the movie P.S. I Love You. Can I just scream and yell at all my girlfriends who have told me how great that movie is?!?!?! The first 20 minutes is all showing you how incredibly in love this couple is. And then BOOM they're all sitting in a bar having an Irish funeral service for the man. He died from a brain tumor. The rest of the movie shows her trying to cope with the feeling of being left behind. And by the way, Michael wants to be cremated... I dont want that- and I don't want him to want that... but oh well. In the movie "Jerry" was cremated and she took his ashes with her to their house and put "him" on the end of the bed, would fill up a mug of coffee and set it on top of his urn for him to drink. Freaking weird at first, and then I really felt for her. She was starting her life with her husband, they both wanted a family, etc... and he was taken away from her, her LIFE was taken away. I was crying my eyes out last night for 2 hours. Because while watching the movie I would picture myself. And I know I would be doing worse than her. How can you expect someone to come back to work and just live their life without the person they chose to live life with? I'm not sure if it comes out right, but I would be beyond repair. Anyways, it was a good movie- but I'm definitely deleting it from my computer tonight. Its just too depressing to think of being in her situation.

Hair... Love... and other randoms

(Just a picture on my phone of the picture at the LUXOR... crappy but oh well)

So I've just got to say - I am LOVIN' my hair the past week and a half. ESPECIALLY yesterday and today. It was the first time in like a month that I curled my hair.

Monday night I went to be with Michael since I had yesterday off of work. So he woke me up to say goodbye when he was leaving for work. I fell right back to sleep- and about an hour later he woke me up again cause he decided when he was halfway to work that he would call in so we could spend the day together!! He's so sweet and thoughtful. Oh- and it's such a "whatever" kinda thing, but I was out of shampoo and so on his way back to the house he stopped off at the store and bought me a new big one. :) So cute...

SO! Yesterday he and I just dozed in and out of sleep, watched tv, and then decided to get ready for the day. So I did the whole make-up thing(it's been so long haha), as well as curling my hair... I loved it.

So then we went the the Aliante Station Casino for breakfast at the Pancake House. So here's the thing about the Pancake House....

(in imitation of Michael)

FIRST- the waitress was using a fake accent, which was just terrible.

AND B- I ordered an orange juice to come with the meal and at the end when we got the bill we realized that it was freaking 4.69 for the ORANGE JUICE! RIDICULOUS!!!!!!!!!

Anyways, so after breakfast we went to Fry's Electronics so I could buy a zip-drive thingy. I got a 4GB for 12 bucks so that's cool. :)

And from there we went to the Luxor to see the Titanic Exhibit. If you really really know me, you know how much I LOVE anything to do with the Titanic. I still have my ticket stub from like 1997 or something for the opening night at the La Verne Edwards Theatre. Anyhoo, we went into the Titanic Exhibit and it was so awesome to see the real dishes, clothing, glasses, jewelry, port-holes, and the huge chunk of the side of the boat. It was amazing. The best part (in my opinion) was where we walked into a room of the exhibit and it was a replica of the grand staircase that led to the ballroom... a guy with a camera told us to go stand on the staircase together and he took our picture. Mav was making fun of it, but I told him I would be buying the pictures no matter what. :)

From there we went to the Fashion Show mall and I got my foundation that ofcourse I cannot buy in St. George!!

And then we went back to the Aliante Station Casino for dinner at the buffet. It was pretty yummy, my favorite was the penne pasta. It was scrum-duddle-y-umptious!

It was such a great day. I had so much fun with him, no matter what we do, I'm so happy just being with him.

I'm so happy with my life. I have my moments of sadness, confusion, frustration... but it just makes my feelings and opinions even stronger about the good in my life. I love my family, my boyfriend, and my real friends. I'm so looking forward to 2009, it's going to be so great!

Hate is such a strong word....

I HATE WORK.

I HATE STUPID PEOPLE.

I HATE BEING IN CHARGE AND TREATED LIKE CRAP.

I HATE LONG LINES.

I HATE PEOPLE WHO NEED AN EXPLANATION FOR EVERYTHING.

I HATE DUMB CO-WORKERS.

I HATE USING MY LUNCH BREAK TO DO NORMAL DAY TO DAY ERRANDS.

I HATE PEOPLE TAKING ADVANTAGE OF ME.

I HATE BEING GULLABLE.

I HATE THAT I CAN DISH IT, BUT CAN'T TAKE IT.

I HATE HOW RICH PEOPLE THINK THEY'RE MORE IMPORTANT.

I HATE WORKING THE DRIVE THRU.

I HATE WAITING.

I HATE STUPID OLD MEN JOKES.

I HATE WHEN I ASK PEOPLE HOW THEY'D LIKE THEIR CASH AND THEY SAY "SPENDABLE" OR "GREEN". JUST ANSWER MY DAMN QUESTION.

I HATE BEING TIRED.

I HATE WHEN PEOPLE DONT KNOW THEIR ACCOUNT NUMBERS.

I HATE WHEN CUSTOMER DONT FILL OUT THEIR OWN DEPOSIT SLIPS.

I HATE WHEN CUSTOMERS SMELL LIKE THEY'VE BEEN SLEEPING IN THE GARBAGE.

I HATE GETTING TO WORK WHEN THE SUN ISNT OUT YET, AND GETTING OUT OF WORK AFTER THE SUN SETS.

I HATE, HATE, HATE....

After Christmas Blues...

So I can't remember even one year that I was in the Christmas mood. Sure I've been excited to see my family, have us all together... but I've never been a Christmas kinda girl. This year was no exception.

It's my boyfriend and I's first Christmas together... and we spent it apart. So that wasn't fun. But both my brothers and their fiance/wife were coming plus the cute little niece Elissa! So while they were here, I was preoccupied with spending time with them... cherishing the little time we had together. I love my brothers. Whit- no matter what he says, I laugh. He's amazing at telling stories, so animated and his impersonations are hilarious. I love him. Cigi- for the most part he's a self starter. He sees something or someone that needs help and he does what he can. I came home from work and he was cleaning the backyard in the dark. He was taking out the trash, and he was helping me with my secret project. I love him. I love my sister in law Jasmine. Even though we rarely talk, she's one of my best friends. I can tell her anything and know that I won't recieve judgement in return. Marlene- I cannot wait to officially be sisters with her. Not only is she one of the most "REAL" girls I've ever met, but she has always been uplifting and supportive. No matter what. And oh my gosh they are both so gorgeous!!

My dad played Santa for us all on Christmas Eve. It was pretty hilarious. The first set of "ho ho ho"s when he came in the door were perfect then after that he sounded like a Santa who was about to keel over and die. He was weezing and gosh... it was hilarious. Whit was copying "Santa" all night after that. :) We sat down for our Christmas Eve family dinner and the cutest thing ever - Elissa looked at her plate of salad and said "where's brocolli??" So adorable that all we could do is start looking for brocolli. And ofcourse the rest of the time together was filled with "where's the brocolli?" She's a good eater. Elissa is my little best friend. She loves so freely and unconditionally. She accepts everyone and her smile just makes me melt. Tuesday night when I got home from work she came up and asked "where's Michael?" and I automatically teared up. My whole family asked how he was, where he was, if he got home to Chicago safely. It meant so much that my family accepts him in our family. He's become my life. And by them including him it sort of feels like they are accepting all of me. I don't know if that makes sense to anyone else... but it meant a lot anyhow.

A storm was about to come through, so Cigi, Jasmine, and Elissa got on the road early Christmas afternoon... Without the little one, the house was bare, silent... I hated it. Then we checked the weather and it was getting snowy and bad down south so Whit and Marlene got on the road as well. Then it hit. I was alone. The fun and loud noise in the house, gone. I had yesterday (Friday) off from work expecting to still have family in town... and I just spent the day in my jammies and in my room all day. Thank goodness I had work today even if only for 4.5 hours... atleast it gave me a reason to get outta bed... I love my family so much. I can't wait for next Friday to drive down to LA and see my family again. Love and Miss you all.

-Shivey

Thank Heavens for an iPhone at work...

Boring Day At Work....

So today is Thursday. And I'm pretty sure the only thing that's exciting about today was that I was able to see how much my paycheck will be tomorrow. Nothing really going on... So I decided I would document my boring day at work. So here it is...



I get to work this morning at 9am. There were a few cars in the parking lot, most of them waiting to use the atm. When I walked inside- there was one customer in the whole branch. His name is Danny, and he's a chef at a local restaurant. Very nice guy...



So I get my cash drawer out of the vault and log onto the drive thru computer. It's freezing here at the drive thru, so ofcourse I plug-in the old rickety space heater. While I'm unthawing, I stood at the drive thru for a good.... oh I dont know... 20 minutes before I had my first transaction of the day.




So I was standing here bored out of my mind, then I decided to play with my phone and take random pictures of myself... then ofcourse I decided to go take pictures with and of co-workers... And if you know me, it ofcourse escalated to "ohhh.... go outside and take a picture of me at the drive thru"... etc.

So anyways, I put up the photos so you all can laugh at how boring a day of working at WaMu is. :) Love you all!!!!

Lies, lies, lies....

I've never been one to lie. I hate lying. I have the hardest time with myself afterwards... and as hard as I try to justify it to myself... it's just not right.

I lied twice yesterday...

I hate when I feel like I HAVE to lie... Like I can't get through the situation without lying. The pressure to lie in this world is just crazy. And the people that are honest by nature are rare indeed...