You May Fool Me and I'll Fall, But I Won't Stay Down Long

I. Am. Country Strong.

I'm so excited for this movie! I can't even begin to tell you how much I'm looking forward to it.

It combines so many of my favorite things:

~Country music

~Gwyneth Paltrow, I really think she's one of my all-time favorite actresses... Actors? Is that the apparently "politically correct" term now? And she sings!

~Drama, hate it in my own life, but boy do I enjoy watching it sometimes:)

~A cute boy who sings and tries to help the damsel in distress.

~There's also some Tim McGraw acting going on that I'm surprisingly becoming more and more ok with.

It also reminds me of this movie that I adored as a child,

Pure Country. I love me some George Strait and someday I will

marry me some George Jr. but only if he sings to me after we're married in the temple. Anyone who finds this for me on DVD and I'll marry you instead of George. Unless you're a girl and then we'll just be best friends forever and watch it together.

And last, but certainly not least, I want a red dress like this to wear with cowboy boots! Anyone know where I can find one? And by a show of hands, who thinks I could pull it off?

Wordy Girl

Sometimes I read other people's blogs and am jealous of their use of pictures.... I was thinking about this the other day at work and I realized something... I love words... I know that seems weird, but I do, I love them... I love the way they look on paper or even on a screen. I always notice handwriting, probably because I'm severely lacking in the nice or cute or neat handwriting departments. I love hearing people talk and use big words. I thoroughly enjoy using big words whenever I get the chance. I don't even care if it makes me sound smart, I just like using them. I love listening to people's tones and the syllables they stress. I think that's the strangest part of my obsession..... When I quote movies I try to get the voice and tone down perfect... Weird... I also really like a well used play on words. I can't think of any appropriate ones right now, of course, since that would be silly.... Now when I say appropriate I don't mean I'm being totally perverted... I just live with 3 young boys and a girl who has the sense of humor of a boy. I have potty jokes coming out my ears tonight... So in all my thinking about this random stuff, I've decided, along with being a ballerina in Ballet West's The Nutcracker, a professional wielder of a grinder, and Pepper Potts, when I grow up I shall be a linguist! Yes! That is all...

Lots to say today! First things first, the day that has been so highly anticipated for 19 years and insanely so, the past 11 weeks, finally came! We kicked Golden to the curb, almost literally, at precisely 12:15 PM and as Shadow pointed out, the date matched. It was bittersweet, there were tears and smiles and hugs and I think a little denial... It still hasn't hit me, I'm sure it will as soon as I need to vent about some jerk guy and Golden's not there to listen. He tends to be the only one who can put up with my ceaseless rants. He's going to be an amazing missionary though! He's one of the most friendly people I've ever met and he has the best personality. Now the bad news of the day is I couldn't find my blasted camera! Never fear though, the dad's was in working order so we used his. Only downside is, the memory card is a really random one and we can't find the cord so I'll post pictures as soon as I figure a way to magically get them on my computer.

I was also a tiny bit mopey just for the fact that I'm sooooo jealous! I want to be in his shoes! Almost literally since sister missionary shoes are about the same as elder's but worn with skirts. I still have precisely 77 days to wait. Yes, we counted on the way home so my mom knew how long she had to prepare for sending another.

I'd also like all you readers to watch this and then come on back and we'll discuss. I came across this little gem a few weeks ago while stalking the beautiful Jammie's blog. I had quite the giggle while sitting alone in my room one night, until I realized.... My mom totally used to do that! Sadly as a child, I was deprived of ever seeing the video since Rocky and I shamelessly mocked her so she'd lock us out of her room. Then it into turned into a full-fledged laughing fit... Now, every time my mom and I go to the temple at least 6 people comment on how we look more like sisters than mother and daughter. She, of course, reminded me of this fact as I made fun of her for "The Lion" and pointed out that there might be a little something to it... Interesting, but I shall still mock and show it to Rocky and Golden so they can join.

The temple workers and their complimentary ways brings me to my next point. After leaving the temple my mother is somewhat pleased with herself and her young ways. It gets old real quick. Then I realized today.... I'm an extremely cocky person... But only in my head... And to certain privileged, or not so much, people. It's only a matter of time until it starts coming out of my mouth to everyone. Yikes! For the most part though, I am still too insecure to actually be that way. Let's hope the mish humbles me up and I don't ever get obnoxious.

Last, but certainly not least, there must be a tribute. To my papa! Oh how I adore that man! I woke up this morning to snow in all it's white, frigid, beautiful glory. Just as I was beginning to dread scraping the windows of the truck to run my errands before the drop off I remembered! My lovely father cleaned out the garage so the little black truck, lovingly dubbed, Rita, could fit in there. Yay! No scraping! Now, this seems like such a small thing, but my dad seriously does awesome stuff like this all the time! He's always thinking of things he can do to make people's lives easier. I've never met anyone so giving and serving as my dad. Stressed about work and money and other things and he will drop everything at the drop of a hat to help with anything.

Also, the stinking fonts keep being stupid so it looks the way it does because of my computer, not for lack of trying on my part. Dumb.

I Merely Noticed You Were Improperly Packaged, My Dear

I had such a good day today! I was in an amazing mood. I worked for six hours, pulled in carts for an hour, helped a woman out who had 6 carts, completely full and I still was in an awesome mood! Just fyi, there were three of us who went and helped this woman, me and two guys. I started mostly working with the lady who was probably about 60 and we worked circles around the guys. Our system just worked better I guess because we were smoking them. Anyway, I don't know if you readers are aware, but work tends to make me grouchy. Last week after an especially annoying shift I came home and did not at all like that I was so upset. So I got on my knees and asked that I could have some help in not letting things get to me. I can definitely say that prayer was answered! I even got to our stake Christmas party and my bishop asked me what kind of mischief I'd been causing because I couldn't stop smiling. I loved it.

I think my good mood came partially with the help of these two...

Random that this picture even exists, but the entertainment value definitely helps. Anyway, Mandy Reynolds and Ryan Gurr. Mandy, that lovely girl put up with me and my indecisiveness for about 7 hours yesterday helping me make an awesome Christmas present for Golden and Ryan was with us for about 4 of those hours and he helped us do tons of copying and putting together of cool things. There will definitely be pictures later, I doubt Golden stalks my blog, but you never know.

So the help of lovely friends and the feeling of accomplishment, because this gift is seriously soo cool! All of this equates to a fantastic day and what is shaping up to be an awesome week! Hopefully it continues to go great!

Oh and the receipt of letters from two of my best friends ever sure helped! I got one of them right before work and didn't have time to read it, but even just knowing I had it put a huge smile on my face!

This also made me smile. I found this picture on facebook today. Taken on my birthday, it was seriously the best birthday present I got! He just climbed up on my lap and laid his head down. I totally melted, as if I'm not already wrapped around his sticky, chubby finger anyway. I absolutely love this picture too, I want to print it off and frame it to take on my mission!

So there are all my reasons for smiling today, I'm so thankful I recognize these blessings in my life and that I've been so blessed.

When I Was Your Age, Television Was Called Books

Sometimes I have profound thoughts.

Today I was outside in the frigid air pulling in carts at work. There are these little tiny birds that just chill in the parking lot of Maceys. They're there all the time, like I've mentioned, it was freezing they're still just there. Here were my thoughts about them though. These birds seem to always be on the ground and when they do fly they only go about 3 feet at a time and never more than a foot off the ground. I'm sure there's something scientific about this, but I don't know it, this is just the world according to Pebbles. But I kept thinking about it and even when I would come really close to them with carts or cars would pass them, this held true. They never just flew away even though they obviously have the ability.

So as I did my meaningless cart pushing I kept thinking how much like those birds I am. Maybe you are too, I don't know. I feel like people have so much potential. Obviously we're all here for a reason and have extraordinary talents, so why do we not use them?? Do we get comfortable in our ways around the ground? It's the only thing we know? Maybe we're just plain scared of falling. How many of us go out of our comfort zone to do things that will only help us in the end? I know I don't very often. How often do we get a few feet off the ground, realize where we are, get scared and quickly go right back down. We can fly, people! All it takes is some practice and we can stay up there all day! The ground, by no means is a bad place to be, but the sky offers so much more opportunity. No more being comfortable with the ground and our own scaredy cat ways.