Eve, we need to chat girl!

Okay, I know the story of Adam and Eve. I know that they had to do what they did so that we can do what we need to do. (makes TOTAL sense...??) But there are days that I get frustrated with the whole "from this day forward you shall eat by the sweat of thy brow for all the days of thy life"
I mean, I shouldn't complain too loudly. I live in a modern age where I don't have to toil the land for my food. I can hop in a car and go to a store for anything that my heart (or body!) desires. I don't have to sew my own clothes or wash anything by a river with lye and a rock.
But this whole "keeping the body physically healthy" is going to kill me!
Running= yuck!
lunges= blah
free weights=ugh
plank=augh!

Truly, Eve... couldn't you just igore Lucifer!? Couldn't you have just gone on and picked some wild flowers that day?

family

I have a very good looking family.

man in the mirror

Return Policy

When I was in college, I worked at a store in the mall. We sold hair product and flat irons. Hairbrushes, etc. Like a Trade Secret, but a local Utah company. One morning I had a lady come in and buy a flat iron. And then come back in 10 minutes later to return it. Sadly, we had a strict policy on "NO RETURNS". No if's, and's or but's. None. We did not return any items. (we had the policy printed on the back of the receipts and all over the store). Needless to say this woman was not happy about the new information. She was pretty livid actually. I kindly explained that we cannot return items for FDA purposes... blah blah blah. She then yelled at me, "I will never shop at this store again! I am telling all of my friends and family to do the same!"

She then stormed HALF way out of the store when a mole hair brush caught her eye. She picked it up and brought it to the register, "This will be the last time!"

I tell you this story because... this is how I feel about dating these days.

"I am never doing this again!" And as I go to the mall or church or just out with friends, I see someone new, and I think "Fine! Just one more time!" It is funny how life works like that.

S0, I still put myself out there, Just one more time.

palms and cards= a new path

Let me first start by saying, I don't believe in psychics. I think they are trixy and false.
Now having said that, I had my tarot cards read on Saturday night. I have never been to a psychic. And here is how my first experience went:
First I should let you know that it wasn't a "psychic" it was an Angel Reading. Which I have no idea what the difference is. But there is one, because I was corrected on more than one occasion. So I sit in front of this woman, (I use that term loosely, because I am not sure she was more than 17) And I watch her for a full 4 minutes just staring at the tablecloth. I was a little unnerved. Um, here is where I should mention that I try not to be judgemental of others (somewhere there is a wooden puppet who's nose just grew 4 inches on behalf of the lie I just told). So, this "angel reader" was, well, how should I put this? She had wispy blond hair with a big yellow flower in it. And for some reason she couldn't fit her tongue all the way in her mouth. That combined with the bright blue nail polish and the llama she had on her round table, I was a little "if-y" on the whole thing. She also muttered to someone I couldn't see, but she could. So, like I said, I waited for 4 minutes. Now I know that that sounds like a very short amount of time, but when you are waiting for someone to tell you what you are going to do next summer and who your husband is going to be.. it was an agonizingly long amount of time. She then looked at me, shook my hand and said "Sorry, I can't read you..."
What!? I waited in line for 30 minutes out side the door and then an extra 4 minutes at this table while you stared at the tablecloth and now I have a BROKEN psychic??
So I got another. Her name was Jade and she told me I would be married in 3 months, and that I do too much for other people.
My life has a new direction now, I am going to be lazy and start planning a wedding....

Psssst!

On friday, I turned 32. Wow... it is weird to think that I am in my 3o's. It is crazy. And every year on my birthday, I take a minute to think about what I expect out of the next year. This year, I am at a loss on expectations. And so I though alot about that. Why it is exactly that I don't expect anything out of this year. And then it came to me... At this point in my life, I have learned that what we "expect" usually isn't "what happens". We make these plans, the way we think that is the easiet way to get from point A to point B. And we truly forget to enjoy our journey on getting to the B.

So this year, I will not only enjoy my journey, but I will have faith in the journey of the next 365 days.

I had an affair.

No, you read that right. And I am slightly embarrassed to admit this to you all. But I did, indeed, have an affair. It is something I am proud of. Or something that I suggest to all my friends. But sometimes a girl's gotta do, what a girl's gotta do.

I had a shoe affair. I tossed my beloved Asics aside, and ran off with a pair of Saucony. I know what I blogged before. I swore my unwavering love to Asics. But after miles and miles of bliss, they gave out on me. And I have to admit, after only 8 months of running together, I am a little bitter at the length of that love relationship! I was talking "eternity" here!

So, I had to pick myself up, and find a new running mate. And I found that in Saucony. Judge me if you must... but I think I might have fallen in love again.