What a difference a day makes....

This past week has been crazy for celebrity deaths. Farrah Faucet, Michael Jackson, Billy Mays and there was someone else too... I forgot.

Here's the thing though, didnt we NOT like Michael Jackson? Wasnt he a child pervert just the other day and this freak show who dangled his infant child out of a 4 story window and walk around with a pillow case over his head? Now I know he had a really awful childhood.... but I was under the impression that since the early 90s Michael Jackson was no longer the King of Pop but rather the Freak of Neverland (AKA the "magic kingdom" where he MOLESTED children....)

And now everyone is sad cause he's gone? Im sorry, I dont feel sad. He did horrible things that he was never held accountable for and Im not gonna pretend that the world is a better place for him being in it.

Anyway, just needed to point out the obvious flip the media did after he died that no one seems to have noticed. Im over it now.

Fun-erise

One of my very best friends from back when I was in school, Lindi, gave me some excellent advice. She told me to make my apartment a dance studio basically. Its great exercise and its FUN! haha She knows how much I love to dance around and act a fool and I got to tell ya, it was awesome! I was sweating like a pig and dancing around like I was on Dancing with the Stars. I waltzed to "Whats new Pussy Cat"-Tom Jones haha and jived to Elvis Presley's "Jailhouse Rock." And I bumped and grinded to Britney Spears (thats right karlee) and two-stepped to CCR-"Have you seen the rain." (thought about my momma listening to CCR) haha Thank goodness for Pandora Radio. I looked retarded but I had a blast. I was singing and twirling (I got REALLY dizzy......anyway) like crazy. I highly recommend it to anyone sick and tired of running on a stupid treadmill.

When I was living at home, I would crank up my radio and sing like I was on a stage in a New York Broadway show staring ME! And my dad would come in after about 30 mins of my "hollerin" and say "Boot, you ok back here? I just had to check on you!" hahahaha I hated when he did that. He thought it was so funny but I was seriously singing my heart out. Well now I can dance around my entire apartment AND sing like a fool.... even though he's not here to check on me, I still think about him doing that and it makes me laugh! I love my daddy....... it hurts how much I miss him.

Anyway, thanks Lindi! It is a great idea and im gonna keep it up!

American By Birth, Texan by the Grace of God.

There are two truths about Texas pride:

1. If you've ever been to Texas or met a Texan, you have felt it.

2. If you were raised Texan, it is as a part of you as being a woman or a man.

I love and miss that pride so much. I love this story. I do not exaggerate the palpable feeling that is Texas pride. As a Texan, even if I never live there again, it will ALWAYS be my HOME. Why? Cause home is where your heart is....

ENJOY!

PHONES IN CHURCH 

A man in Topeka ,Kansas decided to write a book about churches around
the country. He started by flying to San Francisco and started working
east from there.    

Going to a very large church, he began taking  photographs and making
notes. 

He spotted a golden telephone on the vestibule wall and was intrigued
with a sign, which read "Calls: $10,000  a minute." 

Seeking out the pastor he asked about the phone and the sign.   The
pastor answered that this golden phone is, in fact, a direct line to
heaven and if he 
Pays the price he can talk directly to GOD. 

The man thanked the pastor and continued on his way. As he continued to
visit churches in Seattle , Phoenix , Salt Lake City , Denver , Oklahoma
City, and  around the United States , he found more phones, with the
same sign, and  the same answer from each pastor. 

Finally, he arrived in Texas , upon entering a church in Dallas , Texas
, behold - he saw the usual golden telephone.   But THIS time, the sign
read "Calls: 35 cents." 

Fascinated, he asked to talk to the pastor, "Reverend, I have been in
cities all across the country and in each church I have found this
golden telephone and have been told it is a direct line to Heaven and
that I could talk to GOD, but in the other churches the cost was $10,000
a minute.  Your sign reads only 35 cents a call. 

Why?" 

    I love this part............... 

The pastor, smiling benignly, replied, "Son, you're in  Texas now ... 
This is God's Country, It's a local call." 

American by Birth - A Texan by the Grace of God!!!! YIPPEE!!!

It's been a while since I last wrote but I just didnt have anything to write about really. I wish I had more pictures to go with each of my posts. They are so fun to look at. But I have nothing really to take pictures of.... 

Anyway, just an update. I have lost 5 pounds since I left Utah. Thats great so far but still have 15 more  to go. Today at breakfast Jared said to me "I want a baby!" haha It was so adorable and pitiful at the same time. I feel the same way as Jared does (except of course a little less excited seeing as how I will be the one to push it out and not him) but I just can not imagine being pregnant as heavy as I am. 

I read the entire week by week pregnancy book and it talks about all this horrible things that can happen if you are heavy in weight or not healthy. I have no idea how my thyroid will react to me being pregnant but i do know I will have to worry about it all the time and keep it monitored. I just dont want my weight to be an issue to ya know? Im so nervous about being pregnant and giving birth that if I can just loose some more weight it might help. 

Then again, it might now. Help! I need advice, support something! Am I making too much outta nothing? I dont feel like Im stalling but it prolly appears that way. I just want to take every precaution I can so that my pregnancy will be as smooth as possible. You girls can understand that right?