Hello, all!!
So my friend Erin reminded me that many of you I haven't talked to in a while....like 5 months.....sorry!!! I'm alive! And I love and miss you all!!
Here's a briefer of what's going on:
I live in the northwest suburbs of Chicago in Schaumburg. It's really really flat out here.....all sense of direction I ever had has hit the fan. Oh well!!! I think I'm better than I was when I was in high school at least. I live with my sister, Sarah and her family. They're really good sports to have me around. I'm busy with school and work and being crazy so I'm sure it's stressful. I think her kids resented me at first but hopefully it's getting better haha.
I just finished my 3rd month of cosmetology school...only 7 more to go!!! I really hope they go by fast. I haven't particularly enjoyed it but I've done really well...so at least I don't stink at it! I'm also teaching about 12 private voice students which takes up quite a bit of time. Most of them are through a music academy in the area. It's nice because they find the students for me, but not as nice because I make about half as much as I would if I found the students on my own. I have a week off from school this week though so hopefully I can do some networking and get more in my private studio.
My church branch out here is.....well....small. There are on average about 15-18 active young single adults, sometimes more sometimes less. It's definitely a learning experience. Lot's of opportunity to serve!! The branch members are really good kids and are really strong which is great.
Chicago is awesome. I would love to actually live in the city someday. I've only visited a few times but I really enjoy it. I like just walking around and looking at stuff and it's perfect for that! I've met some other people from the Chicago wards that I've hung out with a couple times in the city which has been fun. They know their way around which is pretty nice.
Sooooo...I really miss Utah....whoever thought I would say that?!:) My heart hurts for the mountains and being outside and all my friends...but I'm coming to visit in a few weeks to see the BILLY JOEL AND ELTON JOHN concert!!!! Yay for radio stations:) So I'll get to see a lot of you out there which will make me so dang happy.
Well that's the briefer. I'll get some pictures up here soon and some more specific stories....but for now just want to let you all know I'm here and I love and miss you all wherever you are!
Monday, November 9, 2009
Monday, July 13, 2009
Change in plans
So I'm no longer moving at the end of August...I'm moving at the beginning....gulp...
I'm leaving August 7th to drive out to the good 'ol mid-west. For those of you in UT, we'll probably be doing a going-away par-tay the 31st of July....so pencil me in because I want to see everyone! I'm already getting pretty sad:(
Also if anyone is looking for some good finds I'm doing a big moving sale this saturday, the 18th, on my front lawn (68 N 700 E). I've got tons of appliances, matching dishes, bookshelves, art pieces, all kinds of good stuff that I can't fit in my little car...so come on out and look through everything!
I'm leaving August 7th to drive out to the good 'ol mid-west. For those of you in UT, we'll probably be doing a going-away par-tay the 31st of July....so pencil me in because I want to see everyone! I'm already getting pretty sad:(
Also if anyone is looking for some good finds I'm doing a big moving sale this saturday, the 18th, on my front lawn (68 N 700 E). I've got tons of appliances, matching dishes, bookshelves, art pieces, all kinds of good stuff that I can't fit in my little car...so come on out and look through everything!
Thursday, June 18, 2009
So I'm dating someone....I think.....
I'm pretty sure I have a boyfriend.....
I don't know his name......
age......
or really anything else about him.....
But I'm pretty sure we're dating......we just HAVE to be......it's a FOR CUTE story....
I'll tell you ALL about it.....
It all started when I was flying back from Seattle this past weekend....
I was feeling pretty jazzed about the fact that even though I was "B" boarding group (all you southwest flyers will feel me on that one) I was able to get an exit row seat. That means leg room galore.
Then I met him....well I guess we didn't really meet....but I can tell he wants to date me.
How, you ask???
Well it started like this....
First he was REALLY THOUGHTFUL and wanted to share the arm rest, but then I think wanted to sit even closer so he just put his arm completely over it so it hovered above my leg.....so precious.
THEN he leaned over to the left, past his seat and over into mine, so that way his shoulder was in front of mine and I had to lean back really far into my seat or lean all the way forward...but I know he was just trying to put on the moves.
THEN he had his leg go UNDERNEATH the arm rest so that way it was on my seat.....I know he was just trying to be close.
THEN he had his elbow WAY over into my seat while he was reading his magazine. He must have been trying to smell my sweet perfume because he kept his magazine really far to the side so every time he turned a page I had to lean back to miss his elbow....so romantic.
THEN when the lady handed us our thin crisp crackers he took mine, and then looked at me to see if I actually wanted it....turns out I did, so he gave it to me.....such a gentleman.
He was so smitten with me that he managed to be touching me the entire 1 hour and 40 minute plane ride. Can a girl get so lucky???
I REALLY knew it was love though, when he ATE MY COMPLIMENTARY PEANUTS when I was turned around......
See????
we MUST be dating!!!
We're even sharing FOOD!!!!!!!!
It's just SOOOOOOOOOOO magical.
True we never actually talked, and he is probably in his mid 40s, but I just know we're meant to be together....I KNOW it......
otherwise how could one explain such forward, romantic behavior????
...........
Now to reality.
I. almost. killed. him.
my thought processes were these:
'well, he is Indian by heritage...maybe in India they all stand really, REALLY close so he doesn't have any space boundaries??? Or maybe they have the type of culture that puts men really far above women so he's just acting normally and doesn't realize it's rude??'......
he talks to the flight attendant....definitely from America.
'well, well, well maybe there is something really wrong with his arm so her has to keep it really bent and sticking out all weird in people's faces?'
......then begins his yawning, stretching and brief arm folding phase.....yeah....the arm is fine
'hmmmmm....well MAYBE I'm on the VH1 show called boiling point where someone is set up by their friends and a REALLY annoying person does something for a certain amount of time and if you don't DESTROY them then you win $100 dollars!......'
..........
nope...no $100 dollars
'ok. that's it. I'll just fidget really bad so he's just shaking right along with me and maybe he'll go back to his space'....
....he held strong, EVEN when I was pumping my leg so hard I was practically sweating....
'dirty looks??'
....nope. Doesn't even phase him....
'stealing the arm rest when he leans forward?'
.....nope he just puts his on the empty space and gradually moves back until I' m forced to retreat again....
'rolling and flicking a booger on him?'
...yes I was getting desperate....no I didn't actually do it.....
'well maybe I'll just lean forward on my tray and try to take a nap'
....I put my head on my arms and I open my eyes and low and behold....there's my boyfriends hand. RIGHT. THERE. about 2 inches from my chest.....but that was probably my fault....I shouldn't have leaned forward if he's planning on being halfway in my seat.....
So BASICALLY I was going crazy. I don't know if I've ever been so annoyed with someone I've never actually talked too.....that's about it.
Also he took his SWEET time getting off the plane.....AWESOME.
I don't know his name......
age......
or really anything else about him.....
But I'm pretty sure we're dating......we just HAVE to be......it's a FOR CUTE story....
I'll tell you ALL about it.....
It all started when I was flying back from Seattle this past weekend....
I was feeling pretty jazzed about the fact that even though I was "B" boarding group (all you southwest flyers will feel me on that one) I was able to get an exit row seat. That means leg room galore.
Then I met him....well I guess we didn't really meet....but I can tell he wants to date me.
How, you ask???
Well it started like this....
First he was REALLY THOUGHTFUL and wanted to share the arm rest, but then I think wanted to sit even closer so he just put his arm completely over it so it hovered above my leg.....so precious.
THEN he leaned over to the left, past his seat and over into mine, so that way his shoulder was in front of mine and I had to lean back really far into my seat or lean all the way forward...but I know he was just trying to put on the moves.
THEN he had his leg go UNDERNEATH the arm rest so that way it was on my seat.....I know he was just trying to be close.
THEN he had his elbow WAY over into my seat while he was reading his magazine. He must have been trying to smell my sweet perfume because he kept his magazine really far to the side so every time he turned a page I had to lean back to miss his elbow....so romantic.
THEN when the lady handed us our thin crisp crackers he took mine, and then looked at me to see if I actually wanted it....turns out I did, so he gave it to me.....such a gentleman.
He was so smitten with me that he managed to be touching me the entire 1 hour and 40 minute plane ride. Can a girl get so lucky???
I REALLY knew it was love though, when he ATE MY COMPLIMENTARY PEANUTS when I was turned around......
See????
we MUST be dating!!!
We're even sharing FOOD!!!!!!!!
It's just SOOOOOOOOOOO magical.
True we never actually talked, and he is probably in his mid 40s, but I just know we're meant to be together....I KNOW it......
otherwise how could one explain such forward, romantic behavior????
...........
Now to reality.
I. almost. killed. him.
my thought processes were these:
'well, he is Indian by heritage...maybe in India they all stand really, REALLY close so he doesn't have any space boundaries??? Or maybe they have the type of culture that puts men really far above women so he's just acting normally and doesn't realize it's rude??'......
he talks to the flight attendant....definitely from America.
'well, well, well maybe there is something really wrong with his arm so her has to keep it really bent and sticking out all weird in people's faces?'
......then begins his yawning, stretching and brief arm folding phase.....yeah....the arm is fine
'hmmmmm....well MAYBE I'm on the VH1 show called boiling point where someone is set up by their friends and a REALLY annoying person does something for a certain amount of time and if you don't DESTROY them then you win $100 dollars!......'
..........
nope...no $100 dollars
'ok. that's it. I'll just fidget really bad so he's just shaking right along with me and maybe he'll go back to his space'....
....he held strong, EVEN when I was pumping my leg so hard I was practically sweating....
'dirty looks??'
....nope. Doesn't even phase him....
'stealing the arm rest when he leans forward?'
.....nope he just puts his on the empty space and gradually moves back until I' m forced to retreat again....
'rolling and flicking a booger on him?'
...yes I was getting desperate....no I didn't actually do it.....
'well maybe I'll just lean forward on my tray and try to take a nap'
....I put my head on my arms and I open my eyes and low and behold....there's my boyfriends hand. RIGHT. THERE. about 2 inches from my chest.....but that was probably my fault....I shouldn't have leaned forward if he's planning on being halfway in my seat.....
So BASICALLY I was going crazy. I don't know if I've ever been so annoyed with someone I've never actually talked too.....that's about it.
Also he took his SWEET time getting off the plane.....AWESOME.
Friday, June 12, 2009
Moving Date
Sorry I didn't post a date! I'll be moving middle to end of August...somewhere in there. So I'll still be in Utah for a few more months.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Oh yeah....I'm moving
So I briefly mentioned it in my last post....but this may be news for some......
I'm moving. Yay.
Though very sad. I have so many good friends in UT and turns out I'm not as good at making new ones as I used to be. I'm sure it will be fine though.
I'll be living with my oldest sister, Sarah, and her babies....I love babies!!!
Also I may go to cosmetology school if I can swallow my pride. It's something I've always liked and been good at, and I can make more money doing that as a side job then being a receptionist. Shocking. The issue is hair school girls didn't portray the finest of the Provo social scene while I was here....but I have very normal, attractive, and functional cousins who did it so I'm hoping I'll meet their equivalent if I go....because if it's me and the 18 yr olds I may struggle....being an old maid and all:)
Anyway I want to see everyone in Utah before I go! So freshman year ladies, we better have a party...or just eat some dessert somewhere...I'm good for whatever! :)
I'm moving. Yay.
Though very sad. I have so many good friends in UT and turns out I'm not as good at making new ones as I used to be. I'm sure it will be fine though.
I'll be living with my oldest sister, Sarah, and her babies....I love babies!!!
Also I may go to cosmetology school if I can swallow my pride. It's something I've always liked and been good at, and I can make more money doing that as a side job then being a receptionist. Shocking. The issue is hair school girls didn't portray the finest of the Provo social scene while I was here....but I have very normal, attractive, and functional cousins who did it so I'm hoping I'll meet their equivalent if I go....because if it's me and the 18 yr olds I may struggle....being an old maid and all:)
Anyway I want to see everyone in Utah before I go! So freshman year ladies, we better have a party...or just eat some dessert somewhere...I'm good for whatever! :)
Split ends and recreation
So I don't know if it's a bad diet or just dry Utah....but my hair gets gnarly split ends.
GNARLY.
It actually drives me crazy. Especially because I really didn't get them before.
But not only that, it tends to manifest my O.C.D. tendancies....
How you ask? Let me tell you about my in between patients recreation at work.....
It involves
and my hair......for HOURS......
That's right. I go through the ends of my hair and one by one I snip off the split ends....
the only problem is they're growing faster then I can cut them...it's like trying to garden weeds.
I've decided I can't take it anymore. So I'm getting my hair cut next week....and probably going to cut at least 3 inches off to try to make it better....the second saddest part about that (the first being the fact that I love my long hair and don't want it to get any shorter) is that it may not get all the split ends.....I've got problems.
On the bright side, I'm moving to Chicago in August....and I think the humidity might do wonders for my split ends....just not for any other part of me!
GNARLY.
It actually drives me crazy. Especially because I really didn't get them before.
But not only that, it tends to manifest my O.C.D. tendancies....
How you ask? Let me tell you about my in between patients recreation at work.....
It involves
and my hair......for HOURS......
That's right. I go through the ends of my hair and one by one I snip off the split ends....
the only problem is they're growing faster then I can cut them...it's like trying to garden weeds.
I've decided I can't take it anymore. So I'm getting my hair cut next week....and probably going to cut at least 3 inches off to try to make it better....the second saddest part about that (the first being the fact that I love my long hair and don't want it to get any shorter) is that it may not get all the split ends.....I've got problems.
On the bright side, I'm moving to Chicago in August....and I think the humidity might do wonders for my split ends....just not for any other part of me!
Friday, May 8, 2009
Old guys love me....
So two days ago I had an older gentleman call my office to set up an appointment for a root canal. He was super nice and in a lot of pain and so was just really hoping to get in soon.
Well, as some of you may know, I have an awesome phone voice, which I utilized in this phone call, as i do in every phone call. Also I was nice to the guy (which I always am), but especially because he was such a sweet heart.
Anyway, long story short, someone canceled for an appointment the next day, so I told him I would just squeeze him into our schedule....well he thought I was WONDERFUL. Went on and on about how nice and accommodating I was. Really so cute.
WELL, he came into the office for his appointment yesterday...and he came up to the desk and asked if I was Deanna, to which I responded in the affirmative....
And he gave me a rose!!!!
HAHAHA it was amazing. I was a little shocked and started laughing and I told him no patient has ever given me flowers before. And he just went on and on about how grateful he was that I was so nice to him on the phone and for getting him in so soon. I heard him telling my boss during his root canal how great I was too.
I'm thinking this guy must be a great husband.
Also this makes the second elderly gentleman who thought I was pretty awesome at my work :)
Well, as some of you may know, I have an awesome phone voice, which I utilized in this phone call, as i do in every phone call. Also I was nice to the guy (which I always am), but especially because he was such a sweet heart.
Anyway, long story short, someone canceled for an appointment the next day, so I told him I would just squeeze him into our schedule....well he thought I was WONDERFUL. Went on and on about how nice and accommodating I was. Really so cute.
WELL, he came into the office for his appointment yesterday...and he came up to the desk and asked if I was Deanna, to which I responded in the affirmative....
And he gave me a rose!!!!
HAHAHA it was amazing. I was a little shocked and started laughing and I told him no patient has ever given me flowers before. And he just went on and on about how grateful he was that I was so nice to him on the phone and for getting him in so soon. I heard him telling my boss during his root canal how great I was too.
I'm thinking this guy must be a great husband.
Also this makes the second elderly gentleman who thought I was pretty awesome at my work :)
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