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Sunday, February 22, 2009

Dreamin'


Okay, I just have to say... I have only read my sister's blog and my friend Rachelle's blog so maybe i'm being unconventional or sharing too much... I don't know but can I just tell you I love dreams. Most of the time. Of course, occasionally I'll have a real night mare that I wake up and just lay in bed in utter horror for a couple of hours but usually my dreams are quite fun and entertaining and I wish... I wish I had had the forsight or energy or rather ambition to write some of them down before now. Last night I had the craziest dream. It was about balloons. And I don't have like a photgraphic memory and I can't remember all the details but I just know that there was this guy that gave me some balloons and the strings on the balloons were really really short and I was very afraid of loosing them so I tied the strings all together so that the balloons were in one great big bunch and then I lost them anyway. And then the rest of the dream was like a quest and I was trying to find more balloons. I remember offering a trade with someone (I can't remember who) and that I was looking for bubble gum. because bubble gum has so much to do with balloons.

I am currently taking a play writing class. There was a time that I wrote for several hours each and every day. And I had grand aspirations to be a writer and make a million dollars and be the next 'J.K. Rowlings' or whatever. But I don't write so much anymore. I need someone to bounce my ideas off of and that's one of the main reasons I miss Jenny because she always fullfilled that need for me. Anyhow... I only bring this up because I was thinking about what a great story following a balloon would be. Where would it end up? what would it see? It just got my imagination going.
I remember in elementary school we all got together and we wrote a note and tied it to the end of a balloon and then we all gathered in the playground. There were hundreds and hundreds and hundreds of balloons and excited little kids and it was excitement and chaos and wonder and we all counted to three and then we let our little balloon go.
It made me wonder last night after my dream, what had happened to my balloon. Who found my note? What did my note say? Did anybody actually find it or was my balloon a lost soul that got stuck in a tree or went down in the middle of the great salt lake? What if it was possible that the balloon actually made it to space somehow? oh the possibilities.
I bring up my play writing class because one of the things the instructer, Clarence, talked about was getting ideas for plays or stories and I think this could be a fun idea. I may be talking about story ideas a lot on my blog. I will also be sharing... for the first time in my life and to people other than my friend Jenny, and my parents some of my writings and poems and... anyhow... enough on that. Thanks for Listening.

Sick

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I am still sick and i'm sick of being sick. I've had a cold now since Tuesday and I just can't seem to kick it. urg. At any rate it made for a very uneventful and quite boring weekend. With two exceptions. Every Friday my Parents, my aunts and uncles and my Brother Devin congragate at either Chuck-a-Rama or Golden Corral. Part of me, admittedly is embarrassed by this weekly family tradition. I mean, really... whose family honestly gets together and eats as this huge family unit each week... hello! Nobodies... but then I think... whose family gets together as this huge family unit and eats each week... ours! I love it. I love hearing the stories and talking to my aunts and uncles and my parents and I actually think it is an awsome and amazing thing. It's great and embarrassing all at the same time. So on Friday we met my Aunt Arlene and my Uncle Rod at Chuck-a-rama. Then I went home and spent the rest of the night tearing my house apart looking for my 2007 taxes so that i could file my 2008 taxes. Talk about exciting. I know. You're all just jealous. Being one of the totally disorganized makes life an adventure. Saturday I slept all day long except for... my family met at the local arby's. Again, this is my entire family. My Mom, My Dad, Brandon, Laura, Devin, Shantell, Corbin, Logan. my Aunt Joan and Me... we were, unfortunately missing my sister's husband, Don because he had to work. But we had Kylie too so it was quite a crew. Then, like I said, I went home and slept. Really, there are times when my life is far more exciting. I just need to get over this crud.

I was telling my brother, Devin, about my blog because this is all new to me and I was quite proud of myself for figuring the darn thing out and he was like "i don't know what the big deal is with Blogs." and I was thinking about it. I don't know what the big deal with blogs is either, really... except I love reading Rachelle's Blog and being kept up to date with her family and I love reading my sister's blog and seeing pictures of my nephews and learning what they are up to and how they're progressing and being able to see glimpses of my friends and family to understand how they think and feel.

I will not claim that I have the most adventurous or exciting life....yet... I don't have a family of my own but I have plenty of family and even though I tend to claim I don't have any friends... that's part of the 'woe is me' thing I go though... I really do have quite a few friends and they're amazing and wonderful people. I'm in the process of trying to improve myself and do some exciting things. I'm trying not to get caught up in 'me' to much. I'll work on it and I think expressing my feelings and sharing my thoughts will help me.

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Starting Out

Today is Thursday February 19, 2009. I've been sick for the last few days and I've spent some time on my computer. I kind of caught up with my face book page and for the first time visited my sister's blog and my very good friend, Rachelle's, blog. I thoroughly enjoyed reading about their lives and their families. And even though I am not yet blessed with a family of my own, I feel I have a lot to offer. Or, at least i have a lot to say. I think a blog can be a great and powerful thing and an opportunity to express ones deepest thoughts and feelings in a non combative and non emotional forum. So... I thought I would give it a try. I hope you all enjoy.