No Brainer...

HOT!!!

Why isn't Zac Efron Edward? He is so freakin' Hot! And would have done such a better job than that other guy




not...

That is my opinion on the matter. Just so you all know.

Would you rater...

I have had a lot of time on my hands lately. Okay, lets just say I have had a lot of time to think lately. My hands have actually been really busy. But my brain has not been.

This has resulted in me playing the would you rather game with some friends via texting. (Because I am at work and they are not there with me or I probably wouldn't be thinking of such amazing would you rather questions.)

The most recent one has to do with the large amount of snails in the flower beds at SLCC. There are so many! For a long time I was just throwing them into the street. But watching them explode and then try to slime their way to the nearest area where they wouldn't be crushed by on coming cars, started to make me want to vomit. Really, I was feeling nauseous about the whole things. That is when I started to just throw them into my big bag of weeds and prunnings.

This got me thinking. If I were a snail, would I rather be flung into the road, to my certain painful and slow death, or would I rather be put into a hot moist bag with weeds and dead plants to die? I just don't know they are both awful fates.

I feel bad for the snails, because even though they are pests who eat all of the plants they are kinda cute...I know, gross, but have you ever really looked at a snail? With there cute little poke out eyes and their second set of antenna below those. (What are those for?) Do snails have mouths?

Anyway, I will continue to kill them, probably by the bag method because I can't stomach the throwing method.

I hope I won't be punished for all my killing. I often think of the snails rising up and causing a mutiny against the giant blond killer. Or I think of them having a sentry who Yells "RUN FOR YOU LIVES, SHE IS COMING!!!" Which is just funny because they are so slow! Oh, not to mention, it's not like snails have a huge mental capacity to organize themselves or even to know what is going on. HA HA, this job makes me feel like I'm five again.

It's raining men, HALLELUJAH!

I have started my new job at the Community College, for those of you who don't know I am now a gardener for them. Yay me!

I feel like I should write about my experiences, but there are so many of them that I can't write about them all. So this post is going another list post. Who knows how long it will be. There are a lot of crazy things going on.

1- I am one of three women, that means that I work with about thirty two men. Hence the name of the post. I have given a couple of them nick names since I don't know all of their real names. They are as follows:
I- Hottie McTottie Jake ( I obviously do know his name he is just
really cute)
II-Take a picture boy ( I can't tell if he is staring at me because
he thinks I am pretty or because he thinks I am funny looking
III-Mr. USU. (He grew up in Logan and has as much appreciation for Logan
and USU as I do. He is pretty funny)
That is all I have for now as far as the boy nick name goes. They all stare at me though, like they have never seen a young lady before. The other two women who work with me are forty five and forty two. so I am like fresh meat!

2- The lady I work with hardly speaks any English. This makes for an interesting day. She laughs at everything I say! I could tell her that my dog died and she would laugh.

3-I keep getting bitten by bugs. I look like the main chracter from a vampire movie. (Of course it can act...uh...)

Those are it for now...I don't know what else to think or write. My head hurts. I work ten hours a day three days a week. So I have Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday off. Which is way nice! More to come about my job later! :)

Squirrels, men in black, pirates and a dancing cow.

Alright, my blog post has nothing to do with the title that it in there. That is just what popped up when I started to write so I decided to keep it. SWEET! Ha Ha

As we all know I have had my moments of embarrassing things in my life. I just can't stay away from them. Sometimes I go through my many embarrassments just to make myself laugh. Good times, good times. As it turns out I have no need for friends, I have myself...uh...

Alright, so the latest hilarity in my life? Today I stole my nieces scooter, yes ladies and gentlemen her scooter. I have never ridden one before and I wanted to share the joy. I see people riding them all the time on campus. All the cool kids are obviously doing it.

Now, the picture in your head should be one of me rolling merrily down a hill, enjoying every second of it. I went down one hill and was attempting to use the momentum of that hill to get down the next one. I almost made it too, only one kick with my foot and the joy and happiness were going to start all over again! YAY! (It is important for you to picture my seven year old niece running after me this whole time, trying so hard to get her scooter back! I am a horrible Aunt...she wasn't using it when I took it!) I break over the crest of the hill and notice a happy couple walking hand in hand down the hill. I thought they for sure heard me since I was laughing like an evil villain, Muwahahahahahaha! No response from this happy couple, in fact they didn't move at all! This resulted in me taking drastic measures, I had to run off the side of the path! Dun, dun, DUN!

As I hit the edge of the grass I immediately knew it was a bad decision, the grass was so soft! The front tire of the scooter sunk in almost five inches and I was thrown over the top and slid almost six feet on my side. Resulting in grass stains all over me. As I look up to see who saw the whole thing happen, (noticing that the couple was still oblivious to everything that just went on around them, and were now crossing the street. They must really be in love...) I realize that my niece and nephew's are all standing there with this awe struck look on their faces. Finally my niece manages to squeak out, "are you okay?" and they all start hysterically laughing.

It was pretty funny and I am okay. I have learned my lesson, Don't steal your nieces scooter without asking first! I still need some practice to be good!

Happy independence day! I love you all! Thank goodness I live in America and I was born to a faithful family who love and live the Gospel.