Christmas Wishes...

So this year (as with every year) my mom asked me what I would like for christmas. As usual, I can think of a billion things that I want during the year, but as soon as my mother asks me what I would like, I have no clue what I want. I think that this has to do with the fact that I am a very indecisive person.

But this year was different, I knew what I wanted when my mom asked me and I told her that I wanted one of these.

(The last little guy looks just like the minature version of our family dog.)

My mom just looked at me and laughed. She knew that I was serious, but also knows that it is just not practial for me to have a puppy right now. Obviously at this point, I knew that it wasn't going to happen and dropped it from my wishlist.

But upon my return home for the holidays, I found out that my youngest brother got a puppy for his girlfriend for Christmas. And as if that were not enough, my aunt and uncle also got their children a puppy for Christmas. So basically, everyone in my family, except for me, will be getting a puppy this Christmas.

Ever since I watched Lady and The Tramp as a child, it has been a dream of mine to get a puppy for Christmas.

Sadly this year I will not have this dream come true, which is probably for the best, seeing as how I live in an apartment that doesn't allow pets. But one day my dream will come true and I will get my little lady...

Holiday Treat

I really do love everything Feist...Maybe this will inspire her to do a Christmas album.


1. Put your iTunes on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.



WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL? Sin Wagon-Dixie Chicks

HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY? Lonestar-Norah Jones

WHAT'S YOUR LIFE PURPOSE? I'm A Terrible Person-Rooney

WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO? If You See Natalie-Eels






WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP? The Boys Are Back In Town-Bruce Springstein (what does this mean?)


WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU? Another Town-Regina Specktor

WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING? Words Cannot Describe-Mirah (perfect!)

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL? Les Poissons-The Little Mermaid (morbid)

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST? Dancing Choose-TV on The Radio

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET? How My Heart Behaves-Feist (interesting)


WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN? (I Can't Get No) Satisfaction-Brittney Spears

HOW WILL YOU DIE? Unlisted Track-Hot Chip

THE ONE THING YOU REGRET? Jack's Obsession-Nightmare Before Christmas

WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH? No Jokes-Hot Hot Heat (haha that is good)

WHAT MAKES YOU CRY? Under My Bed-Meiko


WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST? Always Something There To Remind Me-Naked Eyes

DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU? The Sun-The Flaming Lips


WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW? Don't Leave Me-Blackstreet


Just Enjoy The Show: The Hotel Cafe Tour

Tonight I took a little trip up to slc with emily and liz to see these amazing ladies perform. Not going to lie it was a a sketchy little venue called The Avalon Theater. Tonight we heard Rachael Yamagata, Meiko, Thao Nguyen, Kate Havnevik, Lenka, and Emily Wells. Absloutely fabulous!

Here are some pics from the night.

I was a little sad because I had heard a rumor that Ingrid Michaelson might be there but she was not. Oh well it was still a great show. One day I will see day.

adding to the list

36. We don't like to give people satisfaction
37. we like tapioca pudding

Flashback Friday-Can I get your number? Can I have it?

Earlier this year I took a little trip out to NYC. This was my first trip to the city and I was very excited. My flight arrived really early in the morning and we decided it would be best for me to take a cab out to my friend’s place.

So after my red eye flight, I walked out of JFK around 6:00 AM and started looking for a cab. As I walked down the pick-up area, I had driver of a black Lincoln holler at me that he would charge the same as a regular cab to take e to Manhattan. At first I ignored him and kept looking for a yellow cab. But he came over and asked where I was going. I told him Manhattan and he again told me that he would charge me the same price as a regular cab. After verifying his legitimacy, I let him take my bag and I got into the black car. I just hoped that I did not make a huge mistake and that he was going to end up charging me a crapload for this ride.

He started with some small conversation, just asking me where I was from and what I was doing in the city. Then out of no where he just looked back at me and told me that I was beautiful. I thanked him for his compliment and then a whole new set of fears rushed through my mind. The driver charging me exorbitant prices for the ride wasn't even an issue to the fact that he was not going to take me to my intended destination. I started to let the worries flood in and realized that I might actually die in my first thirty minutes in New York.

He, Murphy C. as I would later find out, would ask me questions, and I would politely respond. He asked about where I was from and why I was out in NY. He asked if I had a boyfriend and I had to make up a story. But apparently it was weak because he tried to play a little game with me and asked me to think of a number and he would guess what it was. That was when he asked if he could touch my hand, you know for "vibes" to help him guess. He naturally guessed the number I was thinking of. I looked around me as he drove me, trying to decipher if he was actually taking me to where I was supposed to go. But that would only help me so much seeing as how I have never been to NYC before. I found out my driver’s name from his business card that he gave me. He asked for my contact information and told me that if I had time on my trip, that I should call him. The kicker was when Murphy told me that he thought that I might be the one. At this point I was thoroughly scared. He asked for my number, which I told him I don't give out, but then asked for my email address and I felt bad so I gave him a fake one. He said that I should give him a call if I had time and wanted to go out for a drink.

Luckily, right around then we got to what I could only hope was Tony's place. Murphy got out and got my suitcase out of the trunk. Then he walked me up to the doorstep. He waited as I called for Tony to let me in. When I had gotten a hold of Tony and I was able to get in, Murphy C. gave me a little kiss on the cheek and told me that he really enjoyed getting to meet me. Should have seen that one coming but totally missed it. What a welcome to NYC! Throughout my trip I had several encounters with very forward men which made for good stories upon my return.

This is a little reminder of what my time out in NYC was like with the boys…

Separated at Birth

Sometimes you meet someone and find that you have things in common...then there are times that you meet someone and swear that you are twins. This is the situation with my friend Emily. We just kept finding the similarities so we decided to create a list. Here is what we have so far:

1. Half white and half brown
2. Know/enjoy South Park Mexican
3. Our moms are blond
4. Our moms are white
5. We had the same brand of laptop until Emily recently upgraded to the mac
6. Dads born and raised in different countries
7. Dads are brown
8. Raised in the southwest
9. We are brown on the outside, white on the inside-just like an Oreo
10. Want to have blond/light eyed children-basically want to marry white boys
11. Have issues in the commitment department
12. Often find ourselves talking like a gay guy would
13. Never get the guys that we actually like
14. D.C.O.M.
15. Don’t really like milk
16. Oldest in the family
17. Have 2 siblings
18. Dads are “living the American dream”
19. Grandparents still live in our father’s motherlands
20. Our dads send money back home
21. Our dads have literally given the shirts off their backs
22. We both hate DEBS (the store)
23. Feel the pressure to keep up the brown (tan)
24. Think that our siblings are most hilarious people that we know
25. Don’t really know our dads’ parents/can’t really understand them
26. Had the same phone/service
27. Have matching hair clips
28. Dads’ don't have the Internet
29. Suck at dancing and don’t like it when boys take us to do so
30. Living Legends
31. Always kinda wanted to do Luau/Fiesta but never have done it, even though we are brown.
32. When talking to our moms’ we never refer to our friends by name, so our moms’ don’t know our friends names
33. Grew up thinking that the “boot” shaped chicken nuggets from McDonald's were the brown meat nuggets and therefore were gross.
34. Never know exactly where we fit culturally
35. Our Dads' have thick accents

Flashback Friday-Creepy Creepsters!

So I decided to share this story because I had a vivid reminder of it last night when I got into one of my friend's car. My other friend was hiding in the back behind my seat and scared the crap out of me.

But this is not the first time that my friends have tried to scare me in my car...

Two years ago, my friend Jose and I would go to the library almost every night. We would wait until seven so that we could drive a car up, because we usually would stay late. This night, I had driven my car up and parked in the JFSB covered parking. We left the library at our usual time and got in the car to drive home. For some reason I was going around the back of campus instead of going straight home to The Riv. Right as I was turning the corner by the Benson, two people in masks popped out of the back seats from the trunk. I swerved and both Jose and I screamed. It was then that I recognized the laughter that was coming from behind the masks. It was my roommate Kristi and our friend Jessica. They had found my spare key and decided to hide in the trunk of my car, just dying at how hilarious it would be to fulfill one of my greatest fears...But the joke ended up being on them because they waited in the back of my trunk for almost an hour for me to come out! (And i still do not feel bad about that.)

I have to give it to those girls for getting me so good. I love to scare others, so it was only fair that they got me back so good!

I miss my tan...

Now I know that I am naturally half brown, but we are only in the third week of October here and my summer tan has already faded and gone. I don't know how this could happen so quickly. I went to the peaks almost every day and bathed in the sun for hours, I even used coco butter...

But obviously none of these things really worked, because here I am only a quarter into the fall/winter months and you wouldn't even know that I slaved away this summer to achieve a darker color of skin...I guess this is what I get for only being half brown.

Flashback Friday-One Day Ago...

This is not in typical fashion of the flashback Friday posts, but I will blog about an event in my life that happened only last night...

Betsy, Emily, and I ran to Wendy's to pick up some dinner before Kath and Kim and The Office started. Betsy entered in from the back way, so she had to position herself so that she was waiting for the last two cars in line before she could get in. As we were patiently waiting, another car pulled in and got in line behind the last big deal. But then when the line started to move, the last fool in line just kept moving, not stopping to let us in. I could not believe that he was actually doing this to three girls.

Too bad for him, he stopped right in front of us, the girls that he just cut off. He could feel our eyes burning into him from our dirty glares and in an effort to avoid feeling guilty for his act, he turned up his music as started singing along, trying to ignore us completely. As the line moved for the second time, we gave him a second chance to redeem himself, but he continued to act as if we didn't exist. The three of us were so livid! I am positive that I even heard Betsy calling him a jacka**.

We sat there behind him stewing over what had just been done. Emily commented on how she wished we had something to throw at the a-hole. That's when I remembered that I had a drink from an earlier excursion that night that could be used as arsenal. And that was that, Betsy opened the sun roof and as he drove away, I threw the half empty cup at his car. But the best part was that half of the drink got on B's car anyway. I did try very hard to prevent that, but it didn't work.

Looking back on it now, I wish that I would have just walked up to his open window and poured the cup out on his lap, it would have been more effective as well as a little more graceful than my actual attempt. Stupid jerk!


Now that I am a college graduate, I work full time which has been very difficult for me because I really miss the change in routine. So naturally watching the employees interact at work keeps me entertained. Today was exceptionally good.

me llamo jonas

So three months ago I got tickets to see Weezer in concert. This week I finally got to see them. But this was not my first time...I saw them around this time three years ago in Denver with the Foo Fighters, and have been wanting to see them again ever since. This year with the release of the Red Album they headed out on tour again, this time with a stop in SLC. Here are some highlights from the concert...

Angels & Airwaves started the night off...I have to admit that I wasn't super excited for them but they put on a good show. I was thoroughly impressed. And just for the record, I would have no problem marrying a rock star "cough" David Kennedy "cough, cough".

After a short intermission, Weezer took the stage and started off with My Name is Jonas..

Please notice how the hand kinda frames what I was actually taking a picture of...the crowd surfing wheelchair.

We were so close to Rivers...I swear that he was looking right at me!

The red track suits were Fabulous. Rivers had done work to his, both knees had holes in them from him sliding around on stage so much!

One of the highlights of the night was when they brought out the hootenanny and performed "Island in The Sun" and "Beverly Hills".

I again was not disappointed and had the best time of my life! I heart Weezer!!!

very quoteable quote

"I can force a connection on just about anyone"
-Rob Dyrdek

Flashback Friday-Tucanos and Enrichment

As my birthday approaches, I felt that it was appropriate to share this story.
For my 22nd birthday, my friends took me to dinner at Tucanos Brazilian Grill.

It was amazing as always. One of my friends, Jessica, decided that she had to take some top sirloin home with her. Now if you have been to Tucanos, you know that it is buffet style and taking "leftovers" out is not acceptable. But Jessica could just not live with this so she made a trip to the restroom for some paper towels and packed up her piece of meat. Right after that we had enrichment. For the activity we were supposed to bring a lunch sack with three things that described us. The object of this was to see if anyone could guess who the person was based on the items in their bag. We quickly gathered our items and ran over to enrichment. Jessica thought that it would be brilliant to put the wrapped piece of meat in her bag. We got to the activity and added our sacks to the pile. Everyone grabbed a bag and started to go through it. It wasn't long before we realized who the lucky person who grabbed the meat bag was. She grabbed the paper towel out, took a quick peak and then threw it back into the bag. The best part was that it was one of the counselor's wives. I have no self control and immediately started laughing. The other girls caught on to what had just happened. The game was put on hold and Jessica had to explain her item choice. Everyone just had disgusted looks on their faces, but Jesse, Kristi, and I were just laughing our heads off while Jessica sat there trying to get herself out of the seriously awkward moment. I'm pretty sure that all the girls in my ward thought that we were very weird after that experience.

I thought they only did that in the circus...

I love my life...About 10 minutes ago I was on my daily commute home and I ran into the Kanye West bear riding his bike. I was unable to get a photograph, but found a close look alike on the Internet. Just think of the Kanye West bear riding around town on a bike. Happy Oct. 1!

Flashback Friday- The Nutcracker

This story takes place about two years ago...I lived with my best friends Jesse, Betsy, and Kristi. That January, Kristi decided to go to China to teach English. When she left, we decided to move Jesse into our room with us. It was seriously so much fun having us all in the same room.

Sometime in November of that year, Jesse and I were both home one afternoon and she decided to share some of her family home videos with me. Now this was a big deal because Jess does not just let anybody see these home videos, but she made an exception for me. So, of course I was very excited that she was allowing me to watch them. She started off with a video of her birthday. It was a video of her and a couple of friends at the lake swimming and playing on a boat. Just your average summer fun…Then she skipped to a video of her and her sisters reenacting The Nutcracker on Christmas Eve. Jesse was around 14-15 years old and her oldest sister was a freshman in college. Jesse was very embarrassed, but for some reason just kept showing me the video. It was hilarious and I loved it. Afterward, she told me that she keeps these videos hidden and that I was not allowed to tell anyone that she had shown them to me.

When Kristi moved out and Jesse moved in with us, we used their old room as a large Closet. It was Fabulous, but it got messy in there quite frequently. So one night, when Jesse was gone, I was in the “closet” and found Jesse’s home videos just sitting by the dresser. Okay maybe it was in one of the dresser drawers, but it’s hard to say and my memory is fading. Betsy and I had been doing homework all night and it was time for us to have a break. So we decided it would be perfect to watch some of the Hinkson’s home videos. There we were in our bedroom, watching Jesse and her family’s adventures. It was getting late and I knew that Jesse would be home soon, but I wanted Betsy to see The Nutcracker- Hinkson style, so the rush was on to find it. I had just barely found it when we heard Jesse coming in the door, so I went out to distract her so Betsy could continue watching the video.

Jesse and I were out in the bathroom area getting ready for bed with Betsy in the room still watching and snickering. Jesse even walked in and out of the room several times and didn’t even notice. Then she heard something that sounded familiar to her and she went over to the computer to see what Betsy was watching. Jesse realized that Betsy had been sitting there watching her home videos without her permission. At that moment I was standing by my bed, just getting into my PJ bottoms. Jesse ran over to me, standing there pant less, and started to choke me. In her fury, she had just not realized that she was choking me in my underwear. Betsy just sat there on the bed next to us, wide eyed and speechless. Naturally, I was in shock so I could not say anything either. A real sight to see I am sure. Finally Jesse snapped out of it and realized what she had done. I think that she ran out of the room after that, but I was still kind of in shock at that point so the details are fuzzy. Very traumatizing at the time, but now we all joke and laugh about it every chance we get.

D's guide to Green River's Melon Days

For all of you who have just been dying to find out what the real Green River is like, I have decided to give you all a little "slice" of life during Melon Days.

Once a year Green River goes all out for the big event and this year was no exception. Here are some pics from the parade.

Naturally the parade starts off with a gigantic slice of watermelon being pulled by a tractor.

Clowns throwing candy follow...It may be hard to see, but this clown is easily in his 86th year of clowning around!

As you can see the streets fill up with kids fetching the candy that was thrown by the different floats (cars with signs mostly) of the various political candidates (well it is an election year).

But one of the most important observations is that the majority of these "kids" are over the age of 35. And as you may be able to tell from some pictures, each had their own bag and was not planning on sharing with their children or grandchildren for that matter.

Ahh, another highlight of the Melon Days parade. The Sara Lee bread truck brought quite a crowd out to the street. One lady looked like she had been following the truck for most of the route trying to get a loaf of bread.

This was yet another enjoyable moment for me. The BMX group with the sign that says "Get us off the streets".

And last but not least, what goes better with melons than Mexicans! (em this one is for you)

So now you have it. Another Melon Days in the bag...Everyone has taken their bags of candy and loaves of bread and has gone into hibernation until next year. But don't worry because Chow Hound, a local favorite, is always in business serving burgers, pizza, burritos, pastries, and more. Next time you are passing through, don't be shy and stop by!

Flashback Fridays

Because of the ridiculous life I lead, there are plenty of stories from my past that I feel must be shared. That is why I have decided to implement Flashback Fridays on my blog. Every Friday I will share one of my past experiences, the majority of them being shocking and outrageous. So get excited...

LARPING-For those who fight with honor

Move over Quill and Sword, there is a new brand of Medieval in town...

Live Action Role Play is a form of role playing game that has participants physically act out a specific character's actions. Players physically portray characters in a fictional setting, improvising their characters' speech and movements somewhat like actors in improvisational theater. (

Here are some pictures of what I am talking about.

I heard about this on Monday from a co-worker and have not been able to stop researching it since. I have watched a plethora of you tube videos (some documentaries and some home video) of such events to familiarize myself with this pastime (see below).

So what have I learned so far? Well I know that there are many groups across the nation that are involved in this type of gaming. I also have learned that there are like 9 different groups of larpers here in Utah. These groups get together periodically and battle with each other. Some of these events last only for a few hours and others last several days (that means there is camping involved-these people do not mess around). Each person takes on a character that has different levels of specific powers. Also each character is a certain type of specie. Most of the time, people dress up according to character. Some costumes are very intricate, others are a little more homemade looking (as you can see from the pictures above). This is a group that likes to escape the "norm", but feel that there is something lost in the virtual gaming world. This is a whole underground world that I did not know anything about until now.

So this is what I propose to the Quill and Sword Club and BYU. I suggest that they look into having one of this type of event as a fundraiser. They would be very surprised by how many people would pay $5 to watch such a spectacle. I think that I might have to join the club just to get this ball rolling.

Sunday Afternoon Stroll

Just in case you were wondering, my life truly is this ridiculous...

Yesterday Afternoon I found this guy walking down the sidewalk outside of my old apt. building.

It was pretty creepy, but I managed to get a few shots of it...however, I was terrified that he was going to come over and attack me. Then we tried to follow him, but he disappeared. Later we found out that he disappeared into #2 of Glenhaven. I'm just waiting for him to show up on my doorstep...

Rooney @ Spoon Me

Naturally with this type of festivity, I always find myself with good material...

I had heard about this event about a week and half ago, and could hardly contain my self. I have loved Rooney since my high school days and was thrilled that I would finally see them live. But because this was a promotion for Spoon Me, I was a little skeptical of it actually happening.

So Saturday finally friends and I showed up an hour early to secure our spots at the concert. I really thought that there would be a ton of people, and that I might have to be waiting outside the door at 11 am. Luckily this was not the case. There were only like ten people in line when we showed up around 6. Unfortunately the ten kids in line were all freshies. One kid in particular kept driving me insane.

Some other highlights of that wait include the girl next to us applying make-up (watching her apply the wall of blush was my favorite part), the Kid with the white shirt under his v-neck tee, and the first performer showing up in his van.

That night I also realized I am my mother...

As we were waiting for Rooney to come out, I told the girl next to me off.

She had worked her way up to the front and kept trying to push her way through me. Finally I had had enough and I turned around and told her that she had been pushing me all night and that she needed to stop. She preceded to tell me that I had actually been pushing her all night. That's when I told her that she needed to chill out and just stop. That was the last I saw of her all night...

Now on to Rooney! The show was fabulous...and I am in love (especially with the drummer, so hot!) Here are some pics from the night.

Luckily I got some pictures before the push to the stage began. People were trying to make their way to the stage and I started getting crushed...

Eventually I just made my way out and and enjoyed the rest of the concert while breathing, but not before I got to touch the lead singer's hand(sigh). Best $3 concert of my life!

Arachnophobia anyone?

If I had to say my life is like one movie, I would have to choose the 1990 film by Frank Marshall, Arachnophobia.

Strange pick, I know...but maybe not so strange because of the many experiences that I have had with spiders.
This week in my new apartment, I've had to kill two spiders in the last four days. But Let me tell you, these were not the typical spiders that one may find. These were quite large and very hideous (see below).

The first one I found with my new roommate in the corner of the ceiling in the living room. That one was dealt without too much hassle. Then yesterday, as I was getting ready to wash a dish, I found another spider just like the first in our kitchen sink. That one was more of a surprise and made me jump. But these are just the two most recent stories in my long history with arachnids.
I have lived with a fear of spiders for as long as I can recall, but have managed to control my fears during my encounters with these eight legged creatures. I have come to the understanding that as long as they are dead, I will be fine. So this is how I have managed to control my fear long enough to kill the little suckers. After they are dead, then I can freak out.
Now I know that you are probably thinking, "Really your whole life is like arachnophobia because you found two spiders in the matter of a few days?" Well, let me share another story that will maybe put things into better perspective.
A couple of years ago, I was home for Christmas break. One morning, I got up and headed straight to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I grabbed my toothbrush and spread some paste across the bristles. I put the toothbrush into my mouth and started brushing. I felt something more than just bristles and toothpaste in my mouth and thought that somehow a small ball of hair had also got into my mouth (which would have been sick enough), but boy was I wrong. As I pulled the "hairball" from my mouth, I realized that it was wiggling. Yes that is right, it was alive. At that moment I realized that it was a spider. So disgusting! I screamed and shook it right off my finger.

Another experience I've had happened several years before, I was getting ready to go to bed. I had just turned off my lights and was drifting into sleep when I felt this fuzz ball land on my face. Not being fully coherent, I felt the furry thing on my face and brushed it off. Once my brain had time to process what I felt, I bounced out of bed and quickly turned on my light. I had once again realized that it was a spider that I had come in contact with! I shook out all of my bedding searching for it, but had no luck. I still cringe when looking back at these experiacnes.
These are just a few reasons why I truly believe that my life is like the movie Arachnophobia. I guess I better just watch out when I am digging into popcorn bowls, or when I am in the shower.