You want fries with that?

I am moving today, so there is nothing to eat at my house. On my way home from work, I stopped at the local McDonalds and got a whole lot more than what I ordered. I pulled up to the window and handed the fellow at the window my $1.08. This is the verbal exchange that followed the monetary exchange:

"So, what did you do today?"

"Worked too hard."

"Where do you work?"

"UVSC."

"Like you are an employee there?"

"Yup, like I am an employee."

"I bet you meet a lot of cute guys there."

"Yup, most of them are about 17."

"What?!"

"I recruit high school students."

"Oh, yeah. Cool. There is this 17 year old girl who works here and she is like 'Hey, I'm 17 and I have a baby.' There are so many girls here with kids. It's like babies having babies."

"Yup."

"So, where are your kids? You aren't married are you?"

I just stared back at him. At this point, the fates took pity on me and intervened; the car behind me honked. I smiled and put my car right into gear and drove on. I don't know what it is about getting hit on at food places, but I decided that I am only going to eat at fancy places from now on. Then maybe the guys who hit on me will be a bit more classy. No more fast food goons for me.

Book Tag

So, Erin was kind enough to include me in her book tag. This is possibly the most boring 5th sentance on the face of the planet. Just try and beat this:

This is what you do:
1. Pick up the nearest book (at least 123 pages).
2. Turn to page 123.
3. Find the 5th sentence
4. Post the 5th sentence on your blog.

Book: Systems of Psychotherapy: A Transtheoretical Analysis

5th sentence: Psychotherapies may be adequate for resolving discrete psychological disorders and mental conflicts, such as those between drives and defenses, but a relevant modern therapy must also be a philosophical therapy - a therapy of meaning for those confronted with the existential frustration of being unable to find a "why to live for."

Enjoy!

Warriors at Bajio

Work is s-l-o-w right now. There is hardly anyone in the office today, so it seemed like a perfect time to go out for lunch. We decided on Bajio. Those Bajio salads were calling our names. The restaurant was pretty empty, and we got through the line rather quickly. As I was finishing up at the register Hali came up to me and said, "There are some pretty cute boys by the door on the right side. They were looking over here. Let's go out that way."

Cute boys? Yes, please. We started walking that direction and soon I realized that I don't think we could have avoided these boys even if we had wanted to.

"So, did you find everything you were looking for?"

Um, duh? I am at a restaurant, I found food. It's not that hard.

"Yes, we sure did."
"Good. So, let me guess, you ladies work retail."

Whoa. Strike two. Believe it or not, I am not on break from my job at the mall. I have a big kid job.

"No."
"You are in sales, then."
"More or less. We sell education. We recruit for UVSC."

We all chatted for a minute, they hadn't hit strike three yet, they still had a chance. Turns out one is from Emery and the other is from Sandy and attends dear old UVSC. After several minutes of talking I decided that there was no sign of these boys aking for our names. Someone had to do it.

"Do you have names?" I asked.
It just seemed a bit asinine that we had gotten this far into being picked up on and they hadn't asked for our names. The first one (from Sandy) said that he was Dan the Warrior. If that doesn't turn a girl on, I don't know what would. Gracious. I only half heard the other one, I think he said his name was Titan. It was actually Sam. At one point Dan said that sometimes it was awkward talking to girls. Really? I never would have guessed.

Well, Dan's phone rang and he decided it would be fun to put one of us on the phone. Hali was busy because Sam was giving her his "warrior autograph", so I got the phone.

"So, you are talking to my friend Dan?"
"Yup."
"Is he scaring you?"
"It takes a lot to scare me. I am feeling pretty brave right now."
"He doesn't scare you? You should give him your phone number."

At about the same time that Rich was telling me to give Dan my number, Sam was slipping his number to Hali.

Strike three. These goons really thought that if they just stopped us on our way out of the restaurant we would swoon and take their numbers and give them a call? The never even asked for a names! This is a sad world, friends. A sad, sad, world.


But, in their defense, they say that they were awkward. And, at least they stopped us in the first place. In the end, I have to admit, it was a bit of a boost to my confidence. So, I guess I can't really complain.

Bowling, us???

Tonight I had big plans to go see American Fork High School's production of Les Miserables with my family. I was going to go with my mom, brother and little sister, but when we got there the show was sold out. Never in my life have I seen a high school show sell out. I guess I should be glad that the community is so supportive, but it left me with 3 family members and nothing to do. So, we needed some plans , stat. I suggested the movies, I was dead tired. Mom suggested bowling. Bowling? Never in the course of my entire memory could I find even the tiniest suggestion that our family had ever even thought of going bowling together. The idea did not sit well. But, bowl we did, and we had a wonderful time. Turns out my mom is a champion bowler, something about a bowling class at BYU in the mid 70s. Personally, all the credit for my bowling skills go to the nintendo wii. Thanks to Val and Jim for letting me practice and not look a complete fool in front of my family! And thanks to the father of four next to us that cheered for us whenever we were lucky enough to bowl a strike.

What a Weekend!

I went to the Joshua James concert at the Velour with my roommate Leilani. She is a peach for coming with me to try something new, and on short notice. Now, I was first exposed to the music of Joshua James a whole two weeks ago. He sang with Joshua Radin at the concert I went to at In the Venue. I was intrigued, so I went to itunes and checked out his stuff. I must say I was pretty darn impressed. So, when I found out he was going to be playing just up the street from me, I simply had to go.


The concert was great. I have seen few people in my life who channel so much emotion and so much passion when they are performing. I am sure that he felt every last word of every last song that he was singing. And it didn't hurt at all that he is the most unassuming and perhaps almost awkward human being. He just seemed so honest, not afraid that he wasn't totally comfortable talking up on stage, he owned that weakness and it endeared every one in that audience to him. The only disappointing part of it all is that his album isn't as raw as his live performance, it really was a great show.

Girl Scout Cookies!

Today was girl scout cookies delivery day. 2 boxes of Thin Mints, 2 boxes of Samoas, and 1 box of All About. This is how heaven is defined. Yet, it isn't only the cookies that make me so happy. It is all of the wonderful things that are associated with them.

I used to love to sell girl scout cookies. We had a big troop, so the surrounding neighborhood was always slim pickings, but I enjoyed it anyway. The year I sold the most boxes, I only sold 13, and I was on my death bed. I was in 1st grade and I contracted scarlet fever. I couldn't even sit up in bed, and yet I diligently sold cookies over the phone. The tragedy in this story is that, even though I was selling cookies as I was on the brink of death, they didn't give me a patch. Sheer tragedy. But what can you do?

I still love this time of year. I love girl scout cookies, girl scout cookie ice cream, remembering sitting out side of grocery stores. I can't pass a store and not buy cookies, I want to help those little girls who are being denied patches. Buy some cookies, save a little girl's hopes and dreams!

Ingrid, Joshua, Alexa and one AMAZING concert.

Last night I had another exciting adventure with Erin Cotten. It is always good to have an adventurous friend around. It makes life so much more enjoyable. We went to the Joshua Radin/Ingrid Michaelson concert. Ingrid was here in Utah just a bit ago for Sundance, but I missed her. SO, when I found out last week that she was going to be here (and with Joshua Radin) I simply had to go!
We found our way to In The Venue and walked our little selves all the way around the corner and into the dirty parking lot around the back to wait in line. I was severely disappointed that the bouncers weren't turning ugly people away, but also relieved that I wasn't being judged. (I knew they wouldn't turn anyone away, but I felt cool standing in line, waiting to get into a club.)
Once inside we staked claim to our little piece of the floor that would be ours for the next three hours. And what a wonderful three hours it was.
Alexa Wilkinson was the opening act and we fully support her musical career. She could scat like it weren't nobody's business. I want to be her when I grow up.



Ingrid was next and she was a dream. I like her because she is a bit like me. I think that if I were on stage I would be a lot like here. Perhaps we are kindred spirits.
I am in love with Joshua Radin. End of story. He and Ingrid closed the show together and I am pretty sure that life isn't going to be better than it was in that moment for a long time. What luck I have. So, besides the parking ticket I got for having expired registration, it was a simply heavenly night.



The following are the highlights of the evening:

Most Embarrassing Moment: When some girls in the front row asked Alexa to sing "the hat". That's right, they thought she was Ingrid. Of course, she did have similar glasses...

Most Unexpected Moment: When the fire alarm went off at the start of Alexa's third song. No one saw any fire so she just improvised and we just stood there. It didn't last long, but it made for a silly new song that had something to do with "I don't see any fire."

Best Flashback Moment: Ingrid played (and everyone sang along to) the theme song for "Fresh Prince". West Philadelphia born and raised!

Most Precious Moment: Every second Joshua was on stage. He has the most charming and disarming smile. Love, love, love him.

Most Heart-breaking Moment: When Joshua sang a song about his recent break-up, he is still completely broken over it, and you can tell.

Most Ridiculous Moment: When the whole pathetic little crowd stood and clapped for 10 minutes and no one answered their encore. How sad.

Most satisfying moment: Getting in my car and being able to sit after 3 hours of standing and still listening to Joshua all the way home.