Again, a good place to have a camera, but this one you guys can look up online.
I GOT A CAR!!! His name is Rover... He is a 1987 Volvo 240 wagon. He is blue and a beast! OJ says he is a bucket because he thinks poor Rover is falling apart, but I think my baby has just been through a lot. Still no license, but that's what he is here for. He is there to help me get my license and a job! Whoo, go Rover!
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Friday, December 18, 2009
Christmas Tree!
I really wish our camera hadn't broken while OJ had it with him on deployment, because we got ourselves a Christmas tree!
OJ's sister Selina is moving to Colorado this Christmas and didn't want to take everything she had. She sold a lot of her furniture and gave us her old tree.
It's a small 4 1/2 ft plastic tree which is pre-lit with multi-colored lights! We don't have any ornaments for it yet or a tree topper, but it's a start right?
I love it. It gives off just enough Christmas spirit for a new tree. I really hope that each year from now on, I get a new sentimental ornament to hang on our tree. That would be just beautiful. I would rather have a tree that has a bunch of oddball ornaments that are sentimental, than to just have a color theme of the generic Christmas tree balls. Eventually I would like to get a bigger tree, but for now, my little 4 1/2 ft multi-colored bare tree with presents under it will do me just fine.
OJ's sister Selina is moving to Colorado this Christmas and didn't want to take everything she had. She sold a lot of her furniture and gave us her old tree.
It's a small 4 1/2 ft plastic tree which is pre-lit with multi-colored lights! We don't have any ornaments for it yet or a tree topper, but it's a start right?
I love it. It gives off just enough Christmas spirit for a new tree. I really hope that each year from now on, I get a new sentimental ornament to hang on our tree. That would be just beautiful. I would rather have a tree that has a bunch of oddball ornaments that are sentimental, than to just have a color theme of the generic Christmas tree balls. Eventually I would like to get a bigger tree, but for now, my little 4 1/2 ft multi-colored bare tree with presents under it will do me just fine.
A late Thanksgiving
So as I said, it's been a while since I posted anything, so a lot has happened since then.
For Thanksgiving, OJ took off 10 days and we drove up to spend some time with his family. We got up there on the 19th of November and stayed through the 30th. Man what an eventful 10 days!
The first night we were there was our resting night. We didn't go out or anything because we had just driven for 9 hours. So we rested up for the rest of the week because once the next day hit, man were we busy!
Friday morning we went to our favorite little sandwich shop just around the corner from his parents house called Upper Crust. Wonderful stuff let me tell you. Then we lounged around and then that night we went to dinner with his best friend Kevin and his girlfriend Alex. Man the food I got scalded my mouth! Every bite was hot! The veggies just held the heat I guess.
Saturday, there was a huge gathering. OJ hadn't seen some of his family in years so there was a welcome home / thanksgiving / family reunion. Bruno would not stop barking, so we had to put him outside. After a while I got a massive headache and had to lay down for a while but over all it was an enjoyable evening. I got to meet family I hadn't met before.
Sunday we went to a motorcycle show in San Mateo. OJ and his friends Joey and Kevin, his dad and I all went and had a blast. OJ ended up finding a bike he was interested in. It was a Kawasaki Ninja. But he wont be able to actually get it or even ride it until he is out of the Navy because the Navy has so many restrictions when it comes to motorcycles. But He did buy a helmet that suits him. He wants to get all his gear first, that way when he does get a bike, he doesn't have to wait to ride it.
Monday was OJ's birthday! OJ turned 22 and for his birthday wanted to go to Dave and Buster's. So we gathered a group of friends and family, namely his mom, sister Selina and her ex Karim, Joey and I, and we all had a blast. He got a $50 gift card to best buy from his parents, a workout mat from Selina (which he had asked for), Step Brothers on blu-ray from his Grandma, and Star Trek on blu-ray from me. Over all it was an awesome birthday for him.
Tuesday we went to the movies and saw Paranormal Activity with Joey. OJ didn't like it because it reminded him of a story his sister told him about a personal experience and so we still sleep with the light on.... I love him though.
Wednesday his Grandma and Pop came up from Lathrop and so we were kicked out of his parents house and stayed over at Selina's house. Wednesday was "Guys Night Out" and so Selina and I went to the Mall for a little while and had a girls night.
Thursday was Thanksgiving! And what a wonderful evening it was. The food was great, company was wonderful and the atmosphere as a whole was fantastic. That reminds me, I must get that recipe for sweet yams from his mom...
Friday we went to my Grandma Norma's for another Thanksgiving Lunch. What a gathering! I got to see my Uncle Calvin and Aunt Brenda and my twin cousins Nick and Trevor. Heather and Jake came down from Oregon and brought my niece Paisley, who is the cutest little thing! My dad also showed up but as soon as he got there, he started chopping down an old tree in the back yard. Just like dad. And then some of my Grandpa Joe's family showed up. It was an awesome time had by all. My cousins are a blast! Every time I get together with them I have fun. And I think OJ had fun as well.
Saturday we got to catch up with some old friends of OJ's who were in town from Colorado. Their names were Kevin and David, and they were actually part of the reason I met OJ back in 2003. Then once they left we went out to dinner with his family one last time to this place called Lisa's. It was a little Mexican restaurant which was really just a small whole in the wall, but produced the best Mexican food I have ever had! We were going to go to the gun range, but because of our unexpected visit from Kevin and David, we had to scrap that idea.
Sunday was the day we were to leave, but we went to Church with his parents first. It was this old theatre turned church gathering and it was a ton of fun. Made me want to start going to church again. After church, we quickly packed up our things and said our last goodbyes to his parents. We then stopped off and said goodbye to Kevin and Joey before he hit the road.
It was a long drive home. We made several more stops than we needed to, but we got home eventually.
Over all we had so much fun this past Thanksgiving. I wish I could have spent a little more time with my family, but at least I was giving the chance to see them at all. I am so thankful for the many blessings God has graced me with and I can't wait to see what he brings me next.
For Thanksgiving, OJ took off 10 days and we drove up to spend some time with his family. We got up there on the 19th of November and stayed through the 30th. Man what an eventful 10 days!
The first night we were there was our resting night. We didn't go out or anything because we had just driven for 9 hours. So we rested up for the rest of the week because once the next day hit, man were we busy!
Friday morning we went to our favorite little sandwich shop just around the corner from his parents house called Upper Crust. Wonderful stuff let me tell you. Then we lounged around and then that night we went to dinner with his best friend Kevin and his girlfriend Alex. Man the food I got scalded my mouth! Every bite was hot! The veggies just held the heat I guess.
Saturday, there was a huge gathering. OJ hadn't seen some of his family in years so there was a welcome home / thanksgiving / family reunion. Bruno would not stop barking, so we had to put him outside. After a while I got a massive headache and had to lay down for a while but over all it was an enjoyable evening. I got to meet family I hadn't met before.
Sunday we went to a motorcycle show in San Mateo. OJ and his friends Joey and Kevin, his dad and I all went and had a blast. OJ ended up finding a bike he was interested in. It was a Kawasaki Ninja. But he wont be able to actually get it or even ride it until he is out of the Navy because the Navy has so many restrictions when it comes to motorcycles. But He did buy a helmet that suits him. He wants to get all his gear first, that way when he does get a bike, he doesn't have to wait to ride it.
Monday was OJ's birthday! OJ turned 22 and for his birthday wanted to go to Dave and Buster's. So we gathered a group of friends and family, namely his mom, sister Selina and her ex Karim, Joey and I, and we all had a blast. He got a $50 gift card to best buy from his parents, a workout mat from Selina (which he had asked for), Step Brothers on blu-ray from his Grandma, and Star Trek on blu-ray from me. Over all it was an awesome birthday for him.
Tuesday we went to the movies and saw Paranormal Activity with Joey. OJ didn't like it because it reminded him of a story his sister told him about a personal experience and so we still sleep with the light on.... I love him though.
Wednesday his Grandma and Pop came up from Lathrop and so we were kicked out of his parents house and stayed over at Selina's house. Wednesday was "Guys Night Out" and so Selina and I went to the Mall for a little while and had a girls night.
Thursday was Thanksgiving! And what a wonderful evening it was. The food was great, company was wonderful and the atmosphere as a whole was fantastic. That reminds me, I must get that recipe for sweet yams from his mom...
Friday we went to my Grandma Norma's for another Thanksgiving Lunch. What a gathering! I got to see my Uncle Calvin and Aunt Brenda and my twin cousins Nick and Trevor. Heather and Jake came down from Oregon and brought my niece Paisley, who is the cutest little thing! My dad also showed up but as soon as he got there, he started chopping down an old tree in the back yard. Just like dad. And then some of my Grandpa Joe's family showed up. It was an awesome time had by all. My cousins are a blast! Every time I get together with them I have fun. And I think OJ had fun as well.
Saturday we got to catch up with some old friends of OJ's who were in town from Colorado. Their names were Kevin and David, and they were actually part of the reason I met OJ back in 2003. Then once they left we went out to dinner with his family one last time to this place called Lisa's. It was a little Mexican restaurant which was really just a small whole in the wall, but produced the best Mexican food I have ever had! We were going to go to the gun range, but because of our unexpected visit from Kevin and David, we had to scrap that idea.
Sunday was the day we were to leave, but we went to Church with his parents first. It was this old theatre turned church gathering and it was a ton of fun. Made me want to start going to church again. After church, we quickly packed up our things and said our last goodbyes to his parents. We then stopped off and said goodbye to Kevin and Joey before he hit the road.
It was a long drive home. We made several more stops than we needed to, but we got home eventually.
Over all we had so much fun this past Thanksgiving. I wish I could have spent a little more time with my family, but at least I was giving the chance to see them at all. I am so thankful for the many blessings God has graced me with and I can't wait to see what he brings me next.
Long time, no post...
Okay, so it's been a while since my last post, and that post wasn't very pleasant anyways. So I finally decided that I would dedicate at the very least, 10 minutes each morning to write a new post or finish an old one. So if I have nothing good to post, it's because nothing interesting happened the night before to post about. So here goes.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
What a welcome home.
So OJ arrived home on the 19th which was a Saturday night around 8:30. (that's another post. So we went to bed around 10 or so and woke up the next morning and did some things. Later on Sunday evening, we fell asleep around 6 pm and sleep until midnight. We were both on messed up sleep schedules so it was kind of expected. Well by then we were hungry and didn't have a whole lot of food in the house. Of course at midnight, everything tends to close for the night. All accept Denny's of course. We have a Denny's a block and a half from our house and so we were able to walk. We actually had to walk because OJ's registration was expired on his car and we know that cops get bored at night and WILL pull you over for just about anything. So we ended up walking to Denny's.
After a lovely dinner for us but it was called a fourth meal, we paid and started walking home. As we passed between a little liquor store and a Comfort Inn, we noticed two African American males standing next to their car in the alleyway. I just glanced quickly, and kept on walking when I hear a gun cock, and hear one of the men say "give me your purse". Fear instantly possessed my entire body as I noticed a small black handgun pointed in my direction. I thought quickly and realised I didn't want any trouble and if I were to reach into my purse for my pepper spray or knife, I could lose my life. So I thought better of it and just handed the man my purse. He then turned to OJ and asked for his wallet and cell phone. As OJ handed over the loot, the man asked me where my cell phone was, to which I told him it was in the purse. And as quickly as it started, it was over. They both walked away into the car, and drove off. I was still shocked that the didn't shoot either of us and just grabbed OJ's hand and walked away, unharmed.
We were only a a few hundred feet from our house at this point and so we walked the rest of the way home. As we got to the gate and I punched in the code, I was very grateful that I knew the code and that I had left the front window open just enough to be able to jump through after we pulled the screen off. As soon as we were in the house, OJ called the cops and I felt a little more safe.
The robbers got away with both our cell phones, our wallets with all our cards and stuff in there, my $115 sunglasses, the keys to the house, the mailbox and the gate opener, as well as a few other things that are replaceable.
In my opinion, we walked off with the most valuable thing we could have.... our lives. Everything that was taken, could be replaced. Our lives, could not have been and that is what it most important to me.
I thank the Lord every day for the blessings he gave me that night and every night. The Lord delivered us from evil that night and I owe him the up most of gratitude.
Needless to say, no more late night trips anywhere. No, let me rephrase that...no more trips after dark!
After a lovely dinner for us but it was called a fourth meal, we paid and started walking home. As we passed between a little liquor store and a Comfort Inn, we noticed two African American males standing next to their car in the alleyway. I just glanced quickly, and kept on walking when I hear a gun cock, and hear one of the men say "give me your purse". Fear instantly possessed my entire body as I noticed a small black handgun pointed in my direction. I thought quickly and realised I didn't want any trouble and if I were to reach into my purse for my pepper spray or knife, I could lose my life. So I thought better of it and just handed the man my purse. He then turned to OJ and asked for his wallet and cell phone. As OJ handed over the loot, the man asked me where my cell phone was, to which I told him it was in the purse. And as quickly as it started, it was over. They both walked away into the car, and drove off. I was still shocked that the didn't shoot either of us and just grabbed OJ's hand and walked away, unharmed.
We were only a a few hundred feet from our house at this point and so we walked the rest of the way home. As we got to the gate and I punched in the code, I was very grateful that I knew the code and that I had left the front window open just enough to be able to jump through after we pulled the screen off. As soon as we were in the house, OJ called the cops and I felt a little more safe.
The robbers got away with both our cell phones, our wallets with all our cards and stuff in there, my $115 sunglasses, the keys to the house, the mailbox and the gate opener, as well as a few other things that are replaceable.
In my opinion, we walked off with the most valuable thing we could have.... our lives. Everything that was taken, could be replaced. Our lives, could not have been and that is what it most important to me.
I thank the Lord every day for the blessings he gave me that night and every night. The Lord delivered us from evil that night and I owe him the up most of gratitude.
Needless to say, no more late night trips anywhere. No, let me rephrase that...no more trips after dark!
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
The countdown begins!!!
My baby is almost home!!! After months of waiting, I can now count on one hand, the DAYS until his return! This day has been a long time coming, and I just can't wait to hold him again and know everything is going to be okay. Thank you to all those wonderful family members and friends who have helped me through this hard time. It's almost over!
I love you all, but I don't think I'll post again for a few days. And good luck trying to get a hold of me. :D But I promise I will rejoin the world again after a few days of hybernation.
HE IS ALMOST HERE!!!
I love you all, but I don't think I'll post again for a few days. And good luck trying to get a hold of me. :D But I promise I will rejoin the world again after a few days of hybernation.
HE IS ALMOST HERE!!!
Monday, August 31, 2009
Young Love
So this is a post I could drag on for hours and hours but I will try to keep it short. This is the post about how I met my handsome boyfriend, O.J.
It was just after I had turned 13, and my cousin Megan had invited my dad and I to witness her baptism. She was living at our grandmother's house at the time in Pacifica, in the same house our mothers grew up in. Being young, we didn't want to hang out with the 'old farts', so we decided we wanted to go for a walk.
As we walked down the street, we ran into two of her friends from school, Kevin and David. She told them that we wanted to go to the park and would be there shortly after we ate. They said they would come and asked if they could bring O.J. along. Megan said sure and we parted ways.
After eating, Megan, her brother Jordan and I all headed to the park and that's where it all started. He looked so dang cute! And he was shy which made him that much cuter. We introduced ourselves and then decided to play a game... you guessed it, Tag. And who was on my team? You guessed it, O.J. He was so cute, the way he would try to protect me from getting tagged and we would hide together under the bridge or something. The way he tried to protect me from getting tagged was just the cutest thing ever to me. We hid under a little castle-like part of the playground and I can still remember the smile he gave me. After a few more hours we realized we had to get ready for Megan's baptism and knew we had to get going. We invited all three boys to come with us to watch Megan get dunked and they said they would come.
We picked the boys up on our way to the church, and O.J. sat next to me in the car. We talked, and flirted and really just enjoyed each other's company the whole way there. Once we got there, it was picture time. Everyone in attendance posed for a picture and we just had a blast. Before the ceremony, one of the Young Women's leaders walked up to me and asked if I knew the song I am a child of God and of course I did, so she asked if I would sing with the Young Women because they were kind of low in numbers. I accepted and then we were ready to get the party started. As the ceremony began, we took our seats and O.J. just happened to take the one next to me. When it was time to sing, I got up, and sang my little heart out, and the entire time I was singing, I just couldn't take my eyes off of him.
From there, Megan and Jordan were baptized, and shortly after, we all broke for refreshments. O.J. followed me around like a little puppy dog, and when I told him I needed to find a drinking fountain, he offered to follow, which I didn't mind. At the water fountain, I sipped the cool liquid as he shyly asked if I wanted to keep in contact with him. I blushed, nearly chocked on some water, and smiled the biggest smile my face could possibly hold and said yes. He asked for my email address and handed me a pen. I had nothing to write on, so he pulled up his long sleeve, and offered his arm as a sheet of paper. I scribbled down my address and then we slowly started walking back to the rest of the festivities. I was detained briefly by someone I knew and he walked back into the room to find David and Kevin. As I walked into the room shortly after, I saw the three of them huddled over in the corner, all staring at his exposed arm, and when he caught my eye, he quickly covered it, hoping I wouldn't notice.... But I did.... And that was the moment, I knew, that this young man at the time, would always have a place in my heart and in my life.
As my dad rushed me out of the room so we could make the three hour car ride home, I quickly said goodbye to my family, and new friends and started walking to the door where our rickety old Volks Wagen bus was waiting for us. But when I turned to O.J. to give him a hug goodbye, we didn't hug right away. He started walking with me to the door, where we stopped, hugged, promised to stay in contact, and parted ways. But as that old bus pulled away from the church parking lot, I turned one last time to see him smiling and waving at me, all the way until we were out of sight.
It was dark as we drove home, and I usually sleep whenever I lay down in the back of a bus.... well I usually sleep when in a moving vehicle, but for some reason, I couldn't sleep. Every time I closed my eyes, I could see his smiling face staring back at me, with his braces hanging out and his eyes squinted. I never forgot that face. And I know I never will.
I love my boyfriend, with all my heart. We have some fantastic memories, and some that are not so great. But I know that is how a relationship works, and I know that we can make it through anything. He is my knight in shining armor as well as my prince charming. And nothing will ever change that.
It was just after I had turned 13, and my cousin Megan had invited my dad and I to witness her baptism. She was living at our grandmother's house at the time in Pacifica, in the same house our mothers grew up in. Being young, we didn't want to hang out with the 'old farts', so we decided we wanted to go for a walk.
As we walked down the street, we ran into two of her friends from school, Kevin and David. She told them that we wanted to go to the park and would be there shortly after we ate. They said they would come and asked if they could bring O.J. along. Megan said sure and we parted ways.
After eating, Megan, her brother Jordan and I all headed to the park and that's where it all started. He looked so dang cute! And he was shy which made him that much cuter. We introduced ourselves and then decided to play a game... you guessed it, Tag. And who was on my team? You guessed it, O.J. He was so cute, the way he would try to protect me from getting tagged and we would hide together under the bridge or something. The way he tried to protect me from getting tagged was just the cutest thing ever to me. We hid under a little castle-like part of the playground and I can still remember the smile he gave me. After a few more hours we realized we had to get ready for Megan's baptism and knew we had to get going. We invited all three boys to come with us to watch Megan get dunked and they said they would come.
We picked the boys up on our way to the church, and O.J. sat next to me in the car. We talked, and flirted and really just enjoyed each other's company the whole way there. Once we got there, it was picture time. Everyone in attendance posed for a picture and we just had a blast. Before the ceremony, one of the Young Women's leaders walked up to me and asked if I knew the song I am a child of God and of course I did, so she asked if I would sing with the Young Women because they were kind of low in numbers. I accepted and then we were ready to get the party started. As the ceremony began, we took our seats and O.J. just happened to take the one next to me. When it was time to sing, I got up, and sang my little heart out, and the entire time I was singing, I just couldn't take my eyes off of him.
From there, Megan and Jordan were baptized, and shortly after, we all broke for refreshments. O.J. followed me around like a little puppy dog, and when I told him I needed to find a drinking fountain, he offered to follow, which I didn't mind. At the water fountain, I sipped the cool liquid as he shyly asked if I wanted to keep in contact with him. I blushed, nearly chocked on some water, and smiled the biggest smile my face could possibly hold and said yes. He asked for my email address and handed me a pen. I had nothing to write on, so he pulled up his long sleeve, and offered his arm as a sheet of paper. I scribbled down my address and then we slowly started walking back to the rest of the festivities. I was detained briefly by someone I knew and he walked back into the room to find David and Kevin. As I walked into the room shortly after, I saw the three of them huddled over in the corner, all staring at his exposed arm, and when he caught my eye, he quickly covered it, hoping I wouldn't notice.... But I did.... And that was the moment, I knew, that this young man at the time, would always have a place in my heart and in my life.
As my dad rushed me out of the room so we could make the three hour car ride home, I quickly said goodbye to my family, and new friends and started walking to the door where our rickety old Volks Wagen bus was waiting for us. But when I turned to O.J. to give him a hug goodbye, we didn't hug right away. He started walking with me to the door, where we stopped, hugged, promised to stay in contact, and parted ways. But as that old bus pulled away from the church parking lot, I turned one last time to see him smiling and waving at me, all the way until we were out of sight.
It was dark as we drove home, and I usually sleep whenever I lay down in the back of a bus.... well I usually sleep when in a moving vehicle, but for some reason, I couldn't sleep. Every time I closed my eyes, I could see his smiling face staring back at me, with his braces hanging out and his eyes squinted. I never forgot that face. And I know I never will.
I love my boyfriend, with all my heart. We have some fantastic memories, and some that are not so great. But I know that is how a relationship works, and I know that we can make it through anything. He is my knight in shining armor as well as my prince charming. And nothing will ever change that.
They always say "Don't drink the water"
I live a measly 11 miles from the Mexican boarder, and if you can remember from my Ireland post, I want to take more advantage of sightseeing wherever I go. So last year in July, O.J., his friend Solis and another guy and I all decided to go down to Mexico for the night. If it hadn't been for Solis, (who spoke fluent Spanish) I don't think we would have gone. So this is how the night played out.
We picked up Solis, then picked up his friend (and I feel sorry for the guy because I can't remember his name for the life of me but I'm pretty sure it was along the lines of David). Once we had everyone we started heading for the boarder. We took the last exit in the United States (literally, the sign says that too) and parked the car in a cheep little parking lot and started walking over the bridge to Mexico.
Once in Mexico, we were bombarded with fliers for all the night life in Tijuana AKA TJ. We had already decided we didn't want to stay in TJ and that we wanted to go to this little beach front club down in Rosarito. So we hailed a taxi, which wasn't hard because everyone was asking us if we needed one, and with the help of Solis and his bilingual tongue, we got a van to carry us all to party town Rosarito. It was beautiful because the taxi van took us to the scenic route and we drove right along the coast the whole way. We could see the moon reflecting off a calm, deep blue ocean. Once in Rosorito, I saw why it was a good idea to leave the car and take a taxi. The streets were packed with partiers and cars alike. Pedestrians were cutting off cars left and right, cars were cutting off pedestrians right and left, it was just hectic. And you could hear music from the club Papas and Beer as well as all the little shops open looking for business.
By this point, everyone was starving, so I used my sniffer to track down this little taco shop that was hoppin. Haha, listen to me, I'm using club lingo like 'hoppin'. Anyways, we ordered some tacos and took a seat. They brought out our orders with some salsa and chips and we all went to town. OJ and I put the salsa on our tacos and man did that taste good, but no one else felt adventurous to try the El Diablo's salsa.... that's not really what it was called though, it was just HOT!
After we stuffed our faces and felt energised again, we were ready for some dancing. Papas and Beer here we come! Now when I said beach front club I meant beach front club... half of the place was sand. It even had a volleyball court in the middle of club. I wanted to play so bad, but we were there to dance, not play. I knew not to drink the water, unless it was bottled and so I ordered a coca cola while the others had fun. So after a few hours, we felt like mixing it up. Solis knew of another club, but it was back up in TJ. We were too thrilled about that, but we weren't ready to go home. We figured, we would hit one more club and if it was in TJ, it would be closer to home and we could just boarder hop once we were finished with the next club.
Enter... Coco Bongo. The club was colorful, loud and very active from the outside so I was up for it. What I wasn't expecting though were all the professional male dancers up on the stage in the middle of the room. Man was that embarrassing. Being the only girl of our group and with my boyfriend.... yeah.... Luckily they were only on stage for about another 10 minutes. The Coco Bongo was soooo loud. We just couldn't hear ourselves think! So I whispered into O.J.'s ear, which ended up me screaming into his ear that I was ready to go, and I could tell he wasn't feeling well. He looked pale and he had a headache just as bad as I did from how loud the music was. Time to round up the crew... only problem was, Solis and David* were nowhere to be found. After about a half hour of worried searching, they finally presented themselves and we were on our way home. I could tell O.J. was done for the night.
We got over the boarder and were yards away from the car when O.J. started complaining about wanting to throw up, and throw up he did. I felt so bad for the poor guy because he was the driver, and he didn't look or feel good. All he wanted to do was get home and rest. So first stop was David's*. Then on to Solis. From there, we got 2 blocks from Solis's house when we came up to a light. It was about 2 am and so there were no cars and the light was green. But O.J. stopped at the light, threw off his seat belt, flung open the door and ... well had a repeat of his earlier display. At this point I knew all we had to do was get home. But which way was home? We knew how to get to Solis's house, but had NO idea how to get back. Can you say lost? This was not the time to get lost. O.J. was sweating, panting and pale and we needed to get home like, an hour ago....
Finally after some extensive searching and great navigation skills on his part, O.J. got us home. The next day... guess who got sick....Me. And I didn't understand it. I didn't drink the water, O.J. didn't drink the water... we didn't have anything ..... *DING* light bulb.... EL DIABLO'S SALSA!
That was our only explanation.
So take a tip from me, do as Charlotte did in the Sex and the City movie and BYOP.... 'Bring your own Pudding'. Needless to say, next time we go to Mexico... we will definitely be eating BEFORE we go.
We picked up Solis, then picked up his friend (and I feel sorry for the guy because I can't remember his name for the life of me but I'm pretty sure it was along the lines of David). Once we had everyone we started heading for the boarder. We took the last exit in the United States (literally, the sign says that too) and parked the car in a cheep little parking lot and started walking over the bridge to Mexico.
Once in Mexico, we were bombarded with fliers for all the night life in Tijuana AKA TJ. We had already decided we didn't want to stay in TJ and that we wanted to go to this little beach front club down in Rosarito. So we hailed a taxi, which wasn't hard because everyone was asking us if we needed one, and with the help of Solis and his bilingual tongue, we got a van to carry us all to party town Rosarito. It was beautiful because the taxi van took us to the scenic route and we drove right along the coast the whole way. We could see the moon reflecting off a calm, deep blue ocean. Once in Rosorito, I saw why it was a good idea to leave the car and take a taxi. The streets were packed with partiers and cars alike. Pedestrians were cutting off cars left and right, cars were cutting off pedestrians right and left, it was just hectic. And you could hear music from the club Papas and Beer as well as all the little shops open looking for business.
By this point, everyone was starving, so I used my sniffer to track down this little taco shop that was hoppin. Haha, listen to me, I'm using club lingo like 'hoppin'. Anyways, we ordered some tacos and took a seat. They brought out our orders with some salsa and chips and we all went to town. OJ and I put the salsa on our tacos and man did that taste good, but no one else felt adventurous to try the El Diablo's salsa.... that's not really what it was called though, it was just HOT!
After we stuffed our faces and felt energised again, we were ready for some dancing. Papas and Beer here we come! Now when I said beach front club I meant beach front club... half of the place was sand. It even had a volleyball court in the middle of club. I wanted to play so bad, but we were there to dance, not play. I knew not to drink the water, unless it was bottled and so I ordered a coca cola while the others had fun. So after a few hours, we felt like mixing it up. Solis knew of another club, but it was back up in TJ. We were too thrilled about that, but we weren't ready to go home. We figured, we would hit one more club and if it was in TJ, it would be closer to home and we could just boarder hop once we were finished with the next club.
Enter... Coco Bongo. The club was colorful, loud and very active from the outside so I was up for it. What I wasn't expecting though were all the professional male dancers up on the stage in the middle of the room. Man was that embarrassing. Being the only girl of our group and with my boyfriend.... yeah.... Luckily they were only on stage for about another 10 minutes. The Coco Bongo was soooo loud. We just couldn't hear ourselves think! So I whispered into O.J.'s ear, which ended up me screaming into his ear that I was ready to go, and I could tell he wasn't feeling well. He looked pale and he had a headache just as bad as I did from how loud the music was. Time to round up the crew... only problem was, Solis and David* were nowhere to be found. After about a half hour of worried searching, they finally presented themselves and we were on our way home. I could tell O.J. was done for the night.
We got over the boarder and were yards away from the car when O.J. started complaining about wanting to throw up, and throw up he did. I felt so bad for the poor guy because he was the driver, and he didn't look or feel good. All he wanted to do was get home and rest. So first stop was David's*. Then on to Solis. From there, we got 2 blocks from Solis's house when we came up to a light. It was about 2 am and so there were no cars and the light was green. But O.J. stopped at the light, threw off his seat belt, flung open the door and ... well had a repeat of his earlier display. At this point I knew all we had to do was get home. But which way was home? We knew how to get to Solis's house, but had NO idea how to get back. Can you say lost? This was not the time to get lost. O.J. was sweating, panting and pale and we needed to get home like, an hour ago....
Finally after some extensive searching and great navigation skills on his part, O.J. got us home. The next day... guess who got sick....Me. And I didn't understand it. I didn't drink the water, O.J. didn't drink the water... we didn't have anything ..... *DING* light bulb.... EL DIABLO'S SALSA!
That was our only explanation.
So take a tip from me, do as Charlotte did in the Sex and the City movie and BYOP.... 'Bring your own Pudding'. Needless to say, next time we go to Mexico... we will definitely be eating BEFORE we go.
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Erika Grannis???
So in my baby book there is a section that my mom filled out that asks what other names they were considering naming me. I noticed that there was only one name down and it was Erika.
Now I don't have anything against the name Erika, but I just don't think that name suits my personality. I mean it makes you think, you know. Like, if I was named Erika, would I still be the goofy me? I know I wouldn't have the nickname Kat... that would change a lot of my silliness I think. I mean think about it, honestly... if I wasn't named Kat, I wouldn't be able to ACT like a cat and purr in people's ear to make them laugh, or brush up against them like a cat for attention.... I would be pretty boring, in my opinion. I think my friends find me fun because I am who I am and I act how I act... Would I still act like that if I was named Erika?
Maybe I'm looking too far into this, but then another question rises... well if I was going to be named Erika, what would my middle name have been? Because I know my mom wasn't stupid enough to name me Erika Eileen..... I mean, I would have been a completely different person....
How strange is that to think about? What if I was named something like Erika Christine? Would I be some kind of Politician? Or what if it was like Erika Lilian? Would I be a hippie? I mean there are so many different combinations, I don't think I could make them work with the same personality I have now... And if I didn't have the same personality that I have now, would I have the same friends I have now? Would the friends I have had for 12, 13, 14 years have even payed attention to me? Like the twins? I know there are kids our age on the block that I never hung out with. If my name and personality were different, would I be hanging out with those kids unstead of my friends since kindergarten? Would the twins even want to be my friend? I mean they are awesome people who get along with just about everyone, but we still have all the same memories and good times that we have now if I were different. Or would I even like them???? GASP! Like I said, I may be looking too too far into this, but I have thought about it before. Just never really voiced that...
Just some thinking I was doing. And some thinking I don't care to do anymore.
Now I don't have anything against the name Erika, but I just don't think that name suits my personality. I mean it makes you think, you know. Like, if I was named Erika, would I still be the goofy me? I know I wouldn't have the nickname Kat... that would change a lot of my silliness I think. I mean think about it, honestly... if I wasn't named Kat, I wouldn't be able to ACT like a cat and purr in people's ear to make them laugh, or brush up against them like a cat for attention.... I would be pretty boring, in my opinion. I think my friends find me fun because I am who I am and I act how I act... Would I still act like that if I was named Erika?
Maybe I'm looking too far into this, but then another question rises... well if I was going to be named Erika, what would my middle name have been? Because I know my mom wasn't stupid enough to name me Erika Eileen..... I mean, I would have been a completely different person....
How strange is that to think about? What if I was named something like Erika Christine? Would I be some kind of Politician? Or what if it was like Erika Lilian? Would I be a hippie? I mean there are so many different combinations, I don't think I could make them work with the same personality I have now... And if I didn't have the same personality that I have now, would I have the same friends I have now? Would the friends I have had for 12, 13, 14 years have even payed attention to me? Like the twins? I know there are kids our age on the block that I never hung out with. If my name and personality were different, would I be hanging out with those kids unstead of my friends since kindergarten? Would the twins even want to be my friend? I mean they are awesome people who get along with just about everyone, but we still have all the same memories and good times that we have now if I were different. Or would I even like them???? GASP! Like I said, I may be looking too too far into this, but I have thought about it before. Just never really voiced that...
Just some thinking I was doing. And some thinking I don't care to do anymore.
Skipping number one...
So I thought number one on my list of 100 wasn't that interesting to blog about so I thought I would move on to the second on my list being:
2. I have lived in Ireland.
The reason I moved to Ireland in the first place was because my father met and married a beautiful Irish woman by the name of Chris. My dad thought I needed to be in a better family environment and so he sent me off the live in Portrush, Northern Ireland.
I moved over in September of 2004 at the age of 14, and returned back to the States in 2006 at the age of 16.
When I was living in Ireland, I didn't take advantage of being over there. I lived right next to many tourist attractions and beautiful Irish landmarks, and didn't take the opportunity to see them and enjoy my time over there. I spent much of my time moping around about how I missed California and the hot weather over there, and how I missed my friends... and now I really regret taking that experience for granted. I truly believe that my attitude was what held me back while I lived there. I mean, how many people get the opportunity to visit Ireland, let alone live there for two whole years? I really didn't see how wonderful that opportunity was until after it was taken from me. I have definitely changed my attitude about being new places because now that I look back at my time in Ireland, I realise I had the time of my life over there. And I try to walk into a new opportunity with an open mind and an open heart. I made some fantastic memories of Ireland, and I just wish I had enjoyed it from the beginning instead of complaining about the weather, or petty things of that nature and just enjoyed the beauty that weather did to the land. My outlook on life has changed since that experience and I try to look at the silver lining more often now.
I love Ireland with all it's cloudyness and it's tight streets. I miss the colors of the houses and doors. That was my little Tiki Taki Town and I miss it. I miss how in some parts of the country, you wouldn't get a numbered address... It would be more like The red door, or The blue door on such and such a street instead of a number. That was interesting. I miss so many things about Ireland and I have to say one thing I really miss, is how friendly people are over there.
Awww I wish I was there right now, curled up next to the fireplace with a cup of hot cocoa listening to songs like "Gordon is a moron" or " Right said Fred". So many great memories and my Irish family made it so special. And for that I thank them.
Good memories. And I miss my kitty Lady...
2. I have lived in Ireland.
The reason I moved to Ireland in the first place was because my father met and married a beautiful Irish woman by the name of Chris. My dad thought I needed to be in a better family environment and so he sent me off the live in Portrush, Northern Ireland.
I moved over in September of 2004 at the age of 14, and returned back to the States in 2006 at the age of 16.
When I was living in Ireland, I didn't take advantage of being over there. I lived right next to many tourist attractions and beautiful Irish landmarks, and didn't take the opportunity to see them and enjoy my time over there. I spent much of my time moping around about how I missed California and the hot weather over there, and how I missed my friends... and now I really regret taking that experience for granted. I truly believe that my attitude was what held me back while I lived there. I mean, how many people get the opportunity to visit Ireland, let alone live there for two whole years? I really didn't see how wonderful that opportunity was until after it was taken from me. I have definitely changed my attitude about being new places because now that I look back at my time in Ireland, I realise I had the time of my life over there. And I try to walk into a new opportunity with an open mind and an open heart. I made some fantastic memories of Ireland, and I just wish I had enjoyed it from the beginning instead of complaining about the weather, or petty things of that nature and just enjoyed the beauty that weather did to the land. My outlook on life has changed since that experience and I try to look at the silver lining more often now.
I love Ireland with all it's cloudyness and it's tight streets. I miss the colors of the houses and doors. That was my little Tiki Taki Town and I miss it. I miss how in some parts of the country, you wouldn't get a numbered address... It would be more like The red door, or The blue door on such and such a street instead of a number. That was interesting. I miss so many things about Ireland and I have to say one thing I really miss, is how friendly people are over there.
Awww I wish I was there right now, curled up next to the fireplace with a cup of hot cocoa listening to songs like "Gordon is a moron" or " Right said Fred". So many great memories and my Irish family made it so special. And for that I thank them.
Good memories. And I miss my kitty Lady...
Thursday, August 27, 2009
My 100
So I've seen a few of my senior bloggers use this post and I've noticed that you can use this post to start off other posts, so here goes.
My 100.
1. My favorite color is yellow.
2. I have lived in Ireland.
3. My parents almost named me Erika when I was born.
4. I have been to Mexico.
5. I met my boyfriend when I was 13.
6. I am the youngest of 10 children including my step siblings.
7. My favorite genre of movie is a musical.
8. My most known nickname is Kat.
9. My most embarrassing moment was when I was in the 5th grade.
10. I didn't want to actually read a book by choice until my 6th grade teacher read a book to the class.
11. The earliest memory I have was from when I was just over a year old.
12. I have had the same two closest friends since I was in kindergarten.
13. I can play the drums better than the guitar in rockband.
14. I accidentally spit on a guy's windshield when I was 8. (Hilarious blog to come)
15. I pretend I'm not afraid of spiders, but when they surprise me, it scares the willies out of me.
16. One of my most favorite childhood memories is listening to the Beach Boys with my brother Warren
17. I think I have more nightmares than I do dreams. (very strange post to come...maybe several.)
18. My mom is my best friend.
19. My step-brother and sister and I once made up a water ballet in Hogan lake.
20. I have sleep walked once.
21. I was involved with choir for several years.
22. My 16th birthday was definitely a birthday to remember.
23. I loved playing darts with my mom.
24. I loved playing 10,000 with my mom.
25. I loved playing pool with my friend Aimee in Ireland.
26. My mom and I now refer to sugar cookies and "hairy cookies".
27. I can quote many Jeff Dunham skits.
28. I hurt my back pretty bad when I was 12.
29. I carved my name in my bed along with two of my friends in 3rd grade, and it is still there to this day.
30. I lost my retainer in lake Hogan.
31. I lost my favorite watch in lake Hogan.
32. My friend Leah and I spent hours looking for our unopened soda bottles at lake Hogan.
33. My dad used to take me to Silver Lake were I would get river mud.
34. I sang the Star-Spangled Banner for a football game once with my friend Kayla.
35. I was the VP of our school's dance club my Junior year.
36. I choreographed the only dance our dance team performed publicly that year.
37. I still talk to my Senior English teacher.
38. My friend Ariana and I were on the second page of newspaper.
39. I was home schooled for 6 months.
40. My boyfriend and I went to my Graduation Night party together.
41. I have had several animals that were named a name for the opposite gender.
42. I have accumulated several birthday traditions.
43. I have never broken a bone, had stitches or had surgery.
44. I have taken ballet, tap and jazz dance class lessons.
45. I once passed out in a Baskin Robbins.
46. In the forth grade I went to a school where we went downhill skiing and cross-country skiing every Tuesday and Thursday during the winter.
47. The same school only had 15 students at it including myself.
48. I used to tap dance on a picnic table in our front yard.
49. I once saw my brothers jump off the roof onto our trampoline, and years later I started doing it.
50. I am one of these people who hum or sing a song all day long.
51. Sometimes I can't fall asleep at night because I have a song stuck in my head.
52. I dislike eating seafood, shellfish, sushi, and all other creatures from a body of water.
53. I love camping.
54. I once put my pajamas back on when it was actually time to go to school.
55. I used to think my mom could do magic because of the way she put my clothes on.
56. I have always dreamed of owning a cozy little cottage in the woods.
57. If I won the lottery tomorrow, I would buy a house big enough for a family of 6, put some in a savings account for my children, and put a lot of it towards charity. (and maybe a stock or two)
58. I have a philosophy on the words crazy and normal.
59. I was stung by a bee once at 3 o'clock in the morning.
60. I'm 19 and have started a bucket list.
61. For the last 2 years I have been trying to create a chain made of Starburst wrappers, long enough to get into the Guinness book of World Records or Ripley's Believe it or Not hall of fame.
62. When I went to Canada, my dad threw Canadian coins into a lake and had me and two friends fish them out.
63. I've always liked my middle name more than my first name.
64. I used to be obsessed with Hummers.
65. I am not the "fill itch eddie hut". (If you play Mad Gab, I'm sure you can get this one.)
66. I laugh out loud at my dog on a daily basis.
67. I get irritated and yell at my dog on a daily basis.
68. If I had a yard number 67 wouldn't be true.
69. I cheat when playing 10 questions against guys because I can say I have never had to pee standing up.
70. I only like mustard on my hot dogs.
71. My sister Marsha taught me how to climb a tree.
72. I don't know if I have a favorite Holiday.
73. My brother used to tell a joke that made me change my favorite number to 4.
74. I once dyed my hair blond to cover up a red and turned it orange.
75. I used to sit on a swing and make up songs about silly things.
76. I counted down the days until my 16th birthday for over a year.
77. I had to pierce my ears twice because they closed up after a year.
78. I once lost over $300 worth of fundraising money.
79. I have never been able to keep a journal.
80. I have become addicted to Toaster Strudels.
81. I love Corduroys.
82. I used to play volleyball in like 6th grade and I thought I was awesome. You should see me suck now.
83. I surprise myself all the time at how much I actually know about Anatomy and Physiology, because that was one class I didn't pay attention to. Or so I thought.
84. I watch some of the stupidest shows, but they are soooo addicting.
85. I have a scar on my shoulder from a spider bite that is so small it looks like a pimple.
86. I think the most fun I have had playing a game was Thanksgiving of 2002 (I think it was) when I learned how to play Settlers of Cattan.
87. When I visit home, I still play Hide and Seek with the twins.
88. I have threatened someone that I would walk home if they didn't apologize. (funny story)
89. I have a fear of zombies. I can't watch zombie movies because of an experience I had as a child.
90. I once sang "Black Betty" in Ireland in front of my entire class for an exercise we had to do about business skills.
91. For our Senior Project we had to do a commercial about a product and I invented the Parental Control Remote. (I wish those really existed)
92. My friend threw Malteasers (Whoppers the malt candy) at me on the floor of a movie theater.
93. I saw The Phantom of the Opera live in San Fransisco.
94. I saw Rigoletto live in San Fransisco.
95. I have had a perm.
96. I always thought English was my worst subject in school, but I always seemed to get great grades on essays, speeches and debates.
97. My name in Irish would be spelt Caitlin.
98. I have a great memory for phone numbers, well numbers in general, and movie quotes.
99. In the 6th grade there was a play on my birthday of Cinderella that the school took us to.
100. I thought I broke my nose off of my friend's forehead once when we were playing Red Rover.
My 100.
1. My favorite color is yellow.
2. I have lived in Ireland.
3. My parents almost named me Erika when I was born.
4. I have been to Mexico.
5. I met my boyfriend when I was 13.
6. I am the youngest of 10 children including my step siblings.
7. My favorite genre of movie is a musical.
8. My most known nickname is Kat.
9. My most embarrassing moment was when I was in the 5th grade.
10. I didn't want to actually read a book by choice until my 6th grade teacher read a book to the class.
11. The earliest memory I have was from when I was just over a year old.
12. I have had the same two closest friends since I was in kindergarten.
13. I can play the drums better than the guitar in rockband.
14. I accidentally spit on a guy's windshield when I was 8. (Hilarious blog to come)
15. I pretend I'm not afraid of spiders, but when they surprise me, it scares the willies out of me.
16. One of my most favorite childhood memories is listening to the Beach Boys with my brother Warren
17. I think I have more nightmares than I do dreams. (very strange post to come...maybe several.)
18. My mom is my best friend.
19. My step-brother and sister and I once made up a water ballet in Hogan lake.
20. I have sleep walked once.
21. I was involved with choir for several years.
22. My 16th birthday was definitely a birthday to remember.
23. I loved playing darts with my mom.
24. I loved playing 10,000 with my mom.
25. I loved playing pool with my friend Aimee in Ireland.
26. My mom and I now refer to sugar cookies and "hairy cookies".
27. I can quote many Jeff Dunham skits.
28. I hurt my back pretty bad when I was 12.
29. I carved my name in my bed along with two of my friends in 3rd grade, and it is still there to this day.
30. I lost my retainer in lake Hogan.
31. I lost my favorite watch in lake Hogan.
32. My friend Leah and I spent hours looking for our unopened soda bottles at lake Hogan.
33. My dad used to take me to Silver Lake were I would get river mud.
34. I sang the Star-Spangled Banner for a football game once with my friend Kayla.
35. I was the VP of our school's dance club my Junior year.
36. I choreographed the only dance our dance team performed publicly that year.
37. I still talk to my Senior English teacher.
38. My friend Ariana and I were on the second page of newspaper.
39. I was home schooled for 6 months.
40. My boyfriend and I went to my Graduation Night party together.
41. I have had several animals that were named a name for the opposite gender.
42. I have accumulated several birthday traditions.
43. I have never broken a bone, had stitches or had surgery.
44. I have taken ballet, tap and jazz dance class lessons.
45. I once passed out in a Baskin Robbins.
46. In the forth grade I went to a school where we went downhill skiing and cross-country skiing every Tuesday and Thursday during the winter.
47. The same school only had 15 students at it including myself.
48. I used to tap dance on a picnic table in our front yard.
49. I once saw my brothers jump off the roof onto our trampoline, and years later I started doing it.
50. I am one of these people who hum or sing a song all day long.
51. Sometimes I can't fall asleep at night because I have a song stuck in my head.
52. I dislike eating seafood, shellfish, sushi, and all other creatures from a body of water.
53. I love camping.
54. I once put my pajamas back on when it was actually time to go to school.
55. I used to think my mom could do magic because of the way she put my clothes on.
56. I have always dreamed of owning a cozy little cottage in the woods.
57. If I won the lottery tomorrow, I would buy a house big enough for a family of 6, put some in a savings account for my children, and put a lot of it towards charity. (and maybe a stock or two)
58. I have a philosophy on the words crazy and normal.
59. I was stung by a bee once at 3 o'clock in the morning.
60. I'm 19 and have started a bucket list.
61. For the last 2 years I have been trying to create a chain made of Starburst wrappers, long enough to get into the Guinness book of World Records or Ripley's Believe it or Not hall of fame.
62. When I went to Canada, my dad threw Canadian coins into a lake and had me and two friends fish them out.
63. I've always liked my middle name more than my first name.
64. I used to be obsessed with Hummers.
65. I am not the "fill itch eddie hut". (If you play Mad Gab, I'm sure you can get this one.)
66. I laugh out loud at my dog on a daily basis.
67. I get irritated and yell at my dog on a daily basis.
68. If I had a yard number 67 wouldn't be true.
69. I cheat when playing 10 questions against guys because I can say I have never had to pee standing up.
70. I only like mustard on my hot dogs.
71. My sister Marsha taught me how to climb a tree.
72. I don't know if I have a favorite Holiday.
73. My brother used to tell a joke that made me change my favorite number to 4.
74. I once dyed my hair blond to cover up a red and turned it orange.
75. I used to sit on a swing and make up songs about silly things.
76. I counted down the days until my 16th birthday for over a year.
77. I had to pierce my ears twice because they closed up after a year.
78. I once lost over $300 worth of fundraising money.
79. I have never been able to keep a journal.
80. I have become addicted to Toaster Strudels.
81. I love Corduroys.
82. I used to play volleyball in like 6th grade and I thought I was awesome. You should see me suck now.
83. I surprise myself all the time at how much I actually know about Anatomy and Physiology, because that was one class I didn't pay attention to. Or so I thought.
84. I watch some of the stupidest shows, but they are soooo addicting.
85. I have a scar on my shoulder from a spider bite that is so small it looks like a pimple.
86. I think the most fun I have had playing a game was Thanksgiving of 2002 (I think it was) when I learned how to play Settlers of Cattan.
87. When I visit home, I still play Hide and Seek with the twins.
88. I have threatened someone that I would walk home if they didn't apologize. (funny story)
89. I have a fear of zombies. I can't watch zombie movies because of an experience I had as a child.
90. I once sang "Black Betty" in Ireland in front of my entire class for an exercise we had to do about business skills.
91. For our Senior Project we had to do a commercial about a product and I invented the Parental Control Remote. (I wish those really existed)
92. My friend threw Malteasers (Whoppers the malt candy) at me on the floor of a movie theater.
93. I saw The Phantom of the Opera live in San Fransisco.
94. I saw Rigoletto live in San Fransisco.
95. I have had a perm.
96. I always thought English was my worst subject in school, but I always seemed to get great grades on essays, speeches and debates.
97. My name in Irish would be spelt Caitlin.
98. I have a great memory for phone numbers, well numbers in general, and movie quotes.
99. In the 6th grade there was a play on my birthday of Cinderella that the school took us to.
100. I thought I broke my nose off of my friend's forehead once when we were playing Red Rover.
Meet the family.
I guess it is only fair to introduce the family.
First off is my boyfriend Orlando. I call him O.J. because that is how I was introduced to him. He is 21, and serving in the United States Navy. He has been serving in the Navy for 3 years now and is enlisted for another three years. Right now he is overseas serving and has been away for 5 months. He has one month to go before he comes home and let me tell you, I can't wait. His job in the Navy is a Seabee, meaning he mainly deals with construction. In his line of work, he does not tour on a ship, he is landbased. We have known each other for 6 and a half years now and we have been living together in San Diego for over a year. He is such a sweetheart and I adore him greatly.
Next would be my 10 month old Miniature Pinscher puppy Bruno. He is a black and tan puppy with so much personality. He is hyper, energetic and cute to boot. He has his moments of error but who can anyone stay mad at a puppy right? He has been such a blessing to me lately with O.J. being gone. O.J. got him for me as a companion while he is away and he sure knows how to warn me when someone is coming. What a good little gaurd dog.
And then there is me. :D
I'm sure if you're reading this blog you already know who I am, but I'll fill you in about me a little. I'm currently 19 but I will soon be hitting my 20's. I am currently unemployed which is a super bummer. Sadly I'm not taking any college courses either, BUT that will hopefully change soon as O.J. and I plan on taking courses at a local college here shortly after he comes home. Since O.J. has been gone, my days consist of me finding ways to entertain myself, taking my pup for walks, cleaning the house, and waiting for phone calls from my honey. Not the most interesting of lives, but I don't have to do that for much longer.
Well ta ta for now. Until we meet again.
First off is my boyfriend Orlando. I call him O.J. because that is how I was introduced to him. He is 21, and serving in the United States Navy. He has been serving in the Navy for 3 years now and is enlisted for another three years. Right now he is overseas serving and has been away for 5 months. He has one month to go before he comes home and let me tell you, I can't wait. His job in the Navy is a Seabee, meaning he mainly deals with construction. In his line of work, he does not tour on a ship, he is landbased. We have known each other for 6 and a half years now and we have been living together in San Diego for over a year. He is such a sweetheart and I adore him greatly.
Next would be my 10 month old Miniature Pinscher puppy Bruno. He is a black and tan puppy with so much personality. He is hyper, energetic and cute to boot. He has his moments of error but who can anyone stay mad at a puppy right? He has been such a blessing to me lately with O.J. being gone. O.J. got him for me as a companion while he is away and he sure knows how to warn me when someone is coming. What a good little gaurd dog.
And then there is me. :D
I'm sure if you're reading this blog you already know who I am, but I'll fill you in about me a little. I'm currently 19 but I will soon be hitting my 20's. I am currently unemployed which is a super bummer. Sadly I'm not taking any college courses either, BUT that will hopefully change soon as O.J. and I plan on taking courses at a local college here shortly after he comes home. Since O.J. has been gone, my days consist of me finding ways to entertain myself, taking my pup for walks, cleaning the house, and waiting for phone calls from my honey. Not the most interesting of lives, but I don't have to do that for much longer.
Well ta ta for now. Until we meet again.
Congradulations!
Congradulations. You have just entered into the world of Katelyn. This is a world of chaos, confusion and randomness. This is my first post, on my first blog, and I certainly hope not the last. I've been putting off starting this blog for 8 months now because I didn't think I would have anything to write about or I wouldn't have any followers. Then I finally bucked up enough courage to just go for it. I figured I wouldn't know how sucessful this blog would be without giving it a shot right?
So here goes. All or nothing. And I'm sure as heck going to try to give it more than nothing. So again, welcome to my world. Just sit back, read, and hopefully enjoy a little story about a girl named Katelyn and her journey SO FAR through life.
So here goes. All or nothing. And I'm sure as heck going to try to give it more than nothing. So again, welcome to my world. Just sit back, read, and hopefully enjoy a little story about a girl named Katelyn and her journey SO FAR through life.
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