Goodbye for now my friends.
It's been a fun run and a jam-packed year for me, and now I'm off to start yet another exciting chapter.
I'm serving the Lord and changing myself to become everything that He could ever want me to be.
I plan on giving it my all and putting everything I have into the next 18 months of my life.
Yay for me!! I did it!!
I survived being a nanny and was lucky enough to listen hard enough to what my Heavenly Father wants me to do next with my life!
I know, I'm the luckiest girl in the world.
Very. Very. Blessed.
I'm ready guys. I'm ready to do this!
This is my 'see-ya later'. My au biento.
But don't be sad, don't worry about me, no need to feel bad.
This is what Heavenly Father wants for me, and therefore, this is exactly what I want.
I'm needed in Tennessee. :)
I'll screw up, I'll cry, I'll be disappointed. But I'll also experience joy, love of the Savior, beauty in the simple things, and grow more than I ever imagined I would.
I know this is the true gospel of Jesus Christ that I get to invite others to partake of!!
I know the Book of Mormon is true. I know from a pretty reliable source. ;)
I love it. I love that I'm doing this. I love that I get to wear that badge. I love that I'll be living there. I love that I get to tell everyone why the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints is the best thing that has ever happened to me, and that they can know just as well as I do.
My best friend in the whole world will be posting my emails on here as much as she remembers to. haha.
Thanks for joining me on these grand adventures! ;)
Love,
Sister Halee Nelson
Sunday, August 11, 2013
Saturday, May 11, 2013
Just Around the Riverbend
As some of you may have noticed, my blog posts have been few and far between lately. It's not that nothing 'post worthy' has happened to me. I've just been in the land of in between.
You know what I mean right?
I'm in one of those moments in my life where I'm halfway here and halfway gone.
Where you don't buy big things or make too many friends because you're not gonna be here much longer, but then you want to be with all the ones you love from this short adventure and make sure you remember everything you loved about being here and doing this. Where you long to just begin the next phase, but hate that you can't stay in the present and enjoy it while it lasts.
How I know I'll never do this ever again and that one day I'm gonna miss this. Where you look back and wonder where the time has gone, but it seems to move at a snail's pace in the moment.
August feels like a year away, but I know I'll take a breath and then find myself sitting in the MTC before I've even had a chance to catch up to myself.
It's weird and uncomfortable. It's like staring at cookies baking in the oven. You want them so much, but you have no choice but to wait. The more you sit there focusing on the cookies, the longer it feels like it takes for them to finally be done. You have to go and do something until they're done or else you go nuts.
Also, I've been missing all of my friends on missions way too much.
Our friend group consisted of about twelve guys and five girls. 11 left on missions about a year ago, and ya try to keep tabs on everyone but it's a challenge. My roommate from my first year of college said, "So now what're you gonna do? I've never seen a closer group of friends, Hay. All the guys are gone, and you're all spread out."..I know. And I don't know.
My dream would be to all stay friends, go to everyone's weddings, hang out as married couples, yada yada. But realistically? The boys will come back, the girls will be married, half will move across the country, but. I'm gonna do my darndest to have at least one 'family reunion' once everyone gets back from missions, internships, and college. Hear that?? If you're in that friend group and you're reading this somewhere in the future, we have to make this happen okay?!
This is the part of me that's stuck in the past. But I believe in making more good times in the future. So, humor me. ;)
As for my family-I love them. They're all so strong and inspiring. I've had the chance to have most of them visit me out here, and I've loved it. It's kind of surreal seeing family in the setting of your new life. I've made it to the point where California is home to me. This is where I live and run. Where I buy groceries and go to church.
I haven't been in Utah since Christmas, and even then it was for a week and a half.
Instead of thinking of Utah as the only place to have a life, it's become what it really is-just another place to live.
Right now, Utah feels like that house you grew up in when you were little. You remember it and it holds close memories for you, but it will be weird to go back and see it again. Live in it again. It will be so familiar and almost funny to compare it to everything you've been doing with yourself in the meantime. Interesting to see how much has stayed the same and how much has changed, when you've been in a totally different place and learned so many things that it's confusing when others expect you to do and want the same things you once did. It's like walking up to your seventeen year old self and having a conversation about 'what's happenin lately'. They're bound to be different.
Ya I've only been gone for about a year, but this feeling is new to me. I've never been in the position to be in a completely different state than my family. Literally and figuratively. It's different than a mission because you have a life out here. You can call up your family whenever you want, you have friends out here, and a job. It's not like I'm stowed away this whole time. I've been living like I would normally, and that's what makes it such a baffling concept to move BACK to the life I had. And then switch directions, change mindset, and take off back east like a bolt of lightning with a purpose and single goal.
Bringing others unto Christ. Telling everyone they're loved and watched over.
I've had the amazing opportunity to truly prepare to share the gospel with others. I share something about the LDS church almost daily. I get the chance to study and work on aspects of myself that I want to prepare for a full-time mission and explain my beliefs to anyone who asks. And I don't feel like I would get this same experience to prepare my testimony and faith in Christ if I was still living in that little house off of Harrison Blvd in Ogden.
I'm not quite sure what the theme for this post is, but this point in my life doesn't really have a theme. haha. So? I'll enjoy the ride!! ;)
"Do you still wait for me, dreamgiver? Just around the riverbend?"-Pocahontas
You know what I mean right?
I'm in one of those moments in my life where I'm halfway here and halfway gone.
Where you don't buy big things or make too many friends because you're not gonna be here much longer, but then you want to be with all the ones you love from this short adventure and make sure you remember everything you loved about being here and doing this. Where you long to just begin the next phase, but hate that you can't stay in the present and enjoy it while it lasts.
How I know I'll never do this ever again and that one day I'm gonna miss this. Where you look back and wonder where the time has gone, but it seems to move at a snail's pace in the moment.
August feels like a year away, but I know I'll take a breath and then find myself sitting in the MTC before I've even had a chance to catch up to myself.
It's weird and uncomfortable. It's like staring at cookies baking in the oven. You want them so much, but you have no choice but to wait. The more you sit there focusing on the cookies, the longer it feels like it takes for them to finally be done. You have to go and do something until they're done or else you go nuts.
Also, I've been missing all of my friends on missions way too much.
Our friend group consisted of about twelve guys and five girls. 11 left on missions about a year ago, and ya try to keep tabs on everyone but it's a challenge. My roommate from my first year of college said, "So now what're you gonna do? I've never seen a closer group of friends, Hay. All the guys are gone, and you're all spread out."..I know. And I don't know.
My dream would be to all stay friends, go to everyone's weddings, hang out as married couples, yada yada. But realistically? The boys will come back, the girls will be married, half will move across the country, but. I'm gonna do my darndest to have at least one 'family reunion' once everyone gets back from missions, internships, and college. Hear that?? If you're in that friend group and you're reading this somewhere in the future, we have to make this happen okay?!
This is the part of me that's stuck in the past. But I believe in making more good times in the future. So, humor me. ;)
As for my family-I love them. They're all so strong and inspiring. I've had the chance to have most of them visit me out here, and I've loved it. It's kind of surreal seeing family in the setting of your new life. I've made it to the point where California is home to me. This is where I live and run. Where I buy groceries and go to church.
I haven't been in Utah since Christmas, and even then it was for a week and a half.
Instead of thinking of Utah as the only place to have a life, it's become what it really is-just another place to live.
Right now, Utah feels like that house you grew up in when you were little. You remember it and it holds close memories for you, but it will be weird to go back and see it again. Live in it again. It will be so familiar and almost funny to compare it to everything you've been doing with yourself in the meantime. Interesting to see how much has stayed the same and how much has changed, when you've been in a totally different place and learned so many things that it's confusing when others expect you to do and want the same things you once did. It's like walking up to your seventeen year old self and having a conversation about 'what's happenin lately'. They're bound to be different.
Ya I've only been gone for about a year, but this feeling is new to me. I've never been in the position to be in a completely different state than my family. Literally and figuratively. It's different than a mission because you have a life out here. You can call up your family whenever you want, you have friends out here, and a job. It's not like I'm stowed away this whole time. I've been living like I would normally, and that's what makes it such a baffling concept to move BACK to the life I had. And then switch directions, change mindset, and take off back east like a bolt of lightning with a purpose and single goal.
Bringing others unto Christ. Telling everyone they're loved and watched over.
I've had the amazing opportunity to truly prepare to share the gospel with others. I share something about the LDS church almost daily. I get the chance to study and work on aspects of myself that I want to prepare for a full-time mission and explain my beliefs to anyone who asks. And I don't feel like I would get this same experience to prepare my testimony and faith in Christ if I was still living in that little house off of Harrison Blvd in Ogden.
I'm not quite sure what the theme for this post is, but this point in my life doesn't really have a theme. haha. So? I'll enjoy the ride!! ;)
"Do you still wait for me, dreamgiver? Just around the riverbend?"-Pocahontas
Thursday, February 21, 2013
Friday, February 15, 2013
Everybody's Changing and I don't feel the same!
Happy Late Valentine's Day!!!
I love this holiday more than any other. Well, other than Christmas of course.
I love that we dedicate one day out of the year to specifically take the opportunity to tell our loved ones in our lives how much we truly love them and couldn't live without them.
I sent out valentines to all my loved ones, so, the holiday was a success. ;)
Even though the entire day I was driving with the Hunt family for eight hours to reach Tahoe for the weekend... I still felt the valentine's day magic.
It's crazy how we drove eight hours just to reach snow. They're skiing all weekend and they brought me to stay in the lodge with Thomas. Am I jealous? Extremely so. But I'm getting some serious overtime! So I feel content. haha.
I feel completely in my element, being in the mountains and snow. I really miss Utah sometimes. Growing up there I caught myself wondering why people would want to stay there their whole lives. But I see it. :) Utah is a beautiful, friendly, small town/big city combination. And I plan to live there for most of my life! I love Utah!
I'm currently obsessed with Downton Abbey on PBS, Physique 57 workout DVD's, water with lemon in the mornings, Alicia Keys-"This Girl is On Fire", Bruno Mars-"If I was Your Man", Mumford and Sons-"I Will Wait for you", raw food recipes, and everything missionary related.
I've currently been deciphering what I need to be doing once I'm done being a nanny in August. I was so sure I needed to come out here and take this job. But after that? I had no idea.
I had about fifteen different options of what I wanted to do after I was done here, and I knew I needed to make a decision soon. Everything was due in the next two months: Applications, scholarships, grants, internships... and for me anything was possible. I was willing to go anywhere and do anything. Truly. I would do ANYTHING... as long as I felt like that's what I needed to do. I would put in the effort and do my research and then wait to be guided to the right decision.
This has worked for me in the past-but I still felt like I was missing something. Like I hadn't thought of something or that I was on the brink of figuring out the next step to take. Whatever it was, I knew it would be another adventure similar to coming out to L.A. and being a nanny for a year. So, feeling that, nothing was too crazy or off limits. Some of the things I considered: enroll in UCLA, move out of the Hunt home and nanny for them part time. Take an internship for an herbalist, or nutritionist in San Diego. Work longer until December. Move back to Utah and go to USU or WSU and study elementary ed, or something like that. Take an internship for a dance studio in Utah. Go to Ireland and intern for an herbalist for three months. Teach english in Europe or Thailand. Work abroad in Greece or Costa Rica. Intern for an Herbal Supplement garden in Portland, Oregon. Intern for an Herbalist in Hawaii. ---Point is, I had all of these options, loved them all, and didn't feel partial to any of them in particular. I was waiting for that gut feeling of !!!!YES!!!! when I looked into each of these and it just wasn't coming. I was praying for guidance in every prayer and I just had this feeling of... All things will unfold in the near future. Like I wasn't QUITE ready for the answer yet..
A week later I felt I should ask my oldest sister for advice. I called her up, told her all of my options, and after I was through she asked, "Are you sure you're not supposed to serve a mission?" I immediately shut that topic down as quickly as it came up. I didn't think anything of it. It was wonderful that the age limit has dropped for young women with a desire to serve a mission- but that young woman was certainly not me.
I then asked my best friend which option I should take and she said, "Whatever you choose, I know all of the options will make you happy. But Hay, I don't mean to be THAT person but, have you ever thought about a mission?" I was annoyed this had come up again and was about to give her the same response I gave my sister and then stopped myself. Had I ever seriously thought about a mission? I knew I sure didn't want to. So I never thought to pursue it. And I knew what I needed to do.
I prayed and asked if after I'm done being a nanny in August, should I serve a mission??
I want to promise you right now-what I felt after asking that question has forever changed me. I am needed in the mission field. The Lord has called me on a mission and I could not deny it. I will remember that feeling and answer forever! I am going on a mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints!!
I was completely terrified to be honest. I did NOT want to go on a mission. did not. But after I received that amazing and intense answer to my prayer this line kept repeating in my head, "I knew it, and I knew that God knew it, and I could not deny it." spoken by the prophet Joseph Smith after the Lord and our Savior Jesus Christ appeared to him in the Sacred Grove, answering his prayer of which church to join.
Certainly my experience wasn't as amazing as Joseph Smith, but it was all I needed for me to know, without a doubt, that I knew the next step to take. And I was to be brave, trusting, and follow through.
I wanted an answer so badly, and now that I had it-I was going to shrivel up and cry in a corner over it? Even though it wasn't an answer that I wanted or thought I needed, it was the answer the Lord gave me and He knows much better than I do of what needs to happen in my life, and what will make me the happiest. The Lord felt I was ready to see the next phase of my life, so I needed to accept the call and prepare to serve the Lord.
It was mainly hard to accept because I felt I had served my time, so to speak. I obeyed the feeling to pick up everything and move to L.A. for a year! I've had many opportunities to share the gospel out here, and grow in my relationship with Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ. So isn't that enough? Now He wants me to be away from my family for another 18 months?? It was almost too much to accept. Not to mention the fear of being prepared enough to preach the gospel anywhere in the world. How the HECK was I supposed to do this?????????????? AHHHHH!
But then,
After the fear and questions leave my mind- I realize that coming out to California wasn't my mission. It was in preparation for a mission.
So! I have all of my paperwork filled out and I'm just waiting for my dentist and doctor appointments next weekend. And if all goes smoothly, I'm hoping to receive my call sometime by the end of March/early April. HOW EXCITING!!!
I get to be among the first group of sisters to serve with the new age limit! I feel so privileged. :)
I know that this is what I need to do, more than I've known anything in my entire life.
Even though this isn't exactly what I had in mind... when has it ever been? haha.
I know I'll never regret going on a mission and I'm determined to serve no matter how much Satan tries to talk me out of it. And believe me, he's trying.
I feel that those that read my blog, must care about me somewhat, so that's why I've decided to share this experience on here.
It's a funny stage of life that I'm in right now.
Single, with so many options, and so many changes.
Friends on missions, getting married, getting married, and getting married.
I'm still adjusting to this grown up stuff.
I feel like I just got out of high school! But if you ask Sophie and Tobin, they think I'm super old. But.. Tobin asked me the other day, when I'll be turning 11. haha. So. Maybe I shouldn't use them as a comparison.
But today in the ski shop, the owner came over to me and baby Thomas and told me how cute Thomas was. Thomas shrugged away into my shoulder like he does when he pretends to be bashful. And the owner said, "Aw, you just want to stay with mommy don't you?" and chuckled and walked away. I was like ".....uh" but I didn't know what to say. Tell him I'm the nanny?The sitter? his sister? his aunt? But I ended up just playing it off like it was nothing. But in my head I was like 'Seriously????' Do I really look like I could be a momma? I still feel like I look like I'm fourteen. But me and Thomas actually look somewhat alike so I'll blame it on that.
But even that little experience through me for a loop! I'm going to be a mommy before long! Good heavens!
Every year of my life after high school has been a completely different adventure, but has been a perfect preparation for the next year to follow. It's tricky only knowing your life one year at a time, but it's kind of exciting too. I've never been one who likes the same old thing over and over again. So maybe I need to count my blessings huh?
For example-after my mission?? I have no clue. I have a few hundred ideas. Similar to the list above. So I'll just turn everything over to the Lord and enjoy the ride. It's silly to pretend that I'm the one directing my life anyway. This seems to be the lesson I need to learn. So I might as well hurry up and learn it.
I love my life and I love the Lord and His gospel. I'm the luckiest girl I know.
Much Love to send your way,
Halee
I love this holiday more than any other. Well, other than Christmas of course.
I love that we dedicate one day out of the year to specifically take the opportunity to tell our loved ones in our lives how much we truly love them and couldn't live without them.
I sent out valentines to all my loved ones, so, the holiday was a success. ;)
Even though the entire day I was driving with the Hunt family for eight hours to reach Tahoe for the weekend... I still felt the valentine's day magic.
It's crazy how we drove eight hours just to reach snow. They're skiing all weekend and they brought me to stay in the lodge with Thomas. Am I jealous? Extremely so. But I'm getting some serious overtime! So I feel content. haha.
I feel completely in my element, being in the mountains and snow. I really miss Utah sometimes. Growing up there I caught myself wondering why people would want to stay there their whole lives. But I see it. :) Utah is a beautiful, friendly, small town/big city combination. And I plan to live there for most of my life! I love Utah!
I'm currently obsessed with Downton Abbey on PBS, Physique 57 workout DVD's, water with lemon in the mornings, Alicia Keys-"This Girl is On Fire", Bruno Mars-"If I was Your Man", Mumford and Sons-"I Will Wait for you", raw food recipes, and everything missionary related.
I've currently been deciphering what I need to be doing once I'm done being a nanny in August. I was so sure I needed to come out here and take this job. But after that? I had no idea.
I had about fifteen different options of what I wanted to do after I was done here, and I knew I needed to make a decision soon. Everything was due in the next two months: Applications, scholarships, grants, internships... and for me anything was possible. I was willing to go anywhere and do anything. Truly. I would do ANYTHING... as long as I felt like that's what I needed to do. I would put in the effort and do my research and then wait to be guided to the right decision.
This has worked for me in the past-but I still felt like I was missing something. Like I hadn't thought of something or that I was on the brink of figuring out the next step to take. Whatever it was, I knew it would be another adventure similar to coming out to L.A. and being a nanny for a year. So, feeling that, nothing was too crazy or off limits. Some of the things I considered: enroll in UCLA, move out of the Hunt home and nanny for them part time. Take an internship for an herbalist, or nutritionist in San Diego. Work longer until December. Move back to Utah and go to USU or WSU and study elementary ed, or something like that. Take an internship for a dance studio in Utah. Go to Ireland and intern for an herbalist for three months. Teach english in Europe or Thailand. Work abroad in Greece or Costa Rica. Intern for an Herbal Supplement garden in Portland, Oregon. Intern for an Herbalist in Hawaii. ---Point is, I had all of these options, loved them all, and didn't feel partial to any of them in particular. I was waiting for that gut feeling of !!!!YES!!!! when I looked into each of these and it just wasn't coming. I was praying for guidance in every prayer and I just had this feeling of... All things will unfold in the near future. Like I wasn't QUITE ready for the answer yet..
A week later I felt I should ask my oldest sister for advice. I called her up, told her all of my options, and after I was through she asked, "Are you sure you're not supposed to serve a mission?" I immediately shut that topic down as quickly as it came up. I didn't think anything of it. It was wonderful that the age limit has dropped for young women with a desire to serve a mission- but that young woman was certainly not me.
I then asked my best friend which option I should take and she said, "Whatever you choose, I know all of the options will make you happy. But Hay, I don't mean to be THAT person but, have you ever thought about a mission?" I was annoyed this had come up again and was about to give her the same response I gave my sister and then stopped myself. Had I ever seriously thought about a mission? I knew I sure didn't want to. So I never thought to pursue it. And I knew what I needed to do.
I prayed and asked if after I'm done being a nanny in August, should I serve a mission??
I want to promise you right now-what I felt after asking that question has forever changed me. I am needed in the mission field. The Lord has called me on a mission and I could not deny it. I will remember that feeling and answer forever! I am going on a mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints!!
I was completely terrified to be honest. I did NOT want to go on a mission. did not. But after I received that amazing and intense answer to my prayer this line kept repeating in my head, "I knew it, and I knew that God knew it, and I could not deny it." spoken by the prophet Joseph Smith after the Lord and our Savior Jesus Christ appeared to him in the Sacred Grove, answering his prayer of which church to join.
Certainly my experience wasn't as amazing as Joseph Smith, but it was all I needed for me to know, without a doubt, that I knew the next step to take. And I was to be brave, trusting, and follow through.
I wanted an answer so badly, and now that I had it-I was going to shrivel up and cry in a corner over it? Even though it wasn't an answer that I wanted or thought I needed, it was the answer the Lord gave me and He knows much better than I do of what needs to happen in my life, and what will make me the happiest. The Lord felt I was ready to see the next phase of my life, so I needed to accept the call and prepare to serve the Lord.
It was mainly hard to accept because I felt I had served my time, so to speak. I obeyed the feeling to pick up everything and move to L.A. for a year! I've had many opportunities to share the gospel out here, and grow in my relationship with Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ. So isn't that enough? Now He wants me to be away from my family for another 18 months?? It was almost too much to accept. Not to mention the fear of being prepared enough to preach the gospel anywhere in the world. How the HECK was I supposed to do this?????????????? AHHHHH!
But then,
After the fear and questions leave my mind- I realize that coming out to California wasn't my mission. It was in preparation for a mission.
So! I have all of my paperwork filled out and I'm just waiting for my dentist and doctor appointments next weekend. And if all goes smoothly, I'm hoping to receive my call sometime by the end of March/early April. HOW EXCITING!!!
I get to be among the first group of sisters to serve with the new age limit! I feel so privileged. :)
I know that this is what I need to do, more than I've known anything in my entire life.
Even though this isn't exactly what I had in mind... when has it ever been? haha.
I know I'll never regret going on a mission and I'm determined to serve no matter how much Satan tries to talk me out of it. And believe me, he's trying.
I feel that those that read my blog, must care about me somewhat, so that's why I've decided to share this experience on here.
It's a funny stage of life that I'm in right now.
Single, with so many options, and so many changes.
Friends on missions, getting married, getting married, and getting married.
I'm still adjusting to this grown up stuff.
I feel like I just got out of high school! But if you ask Sophie and Tobin, they think I'm super old. But.. Tobin asked me the other day, when I'll be turning 11. haha. So. Maybe I shouldn't use them as a comparison.
But today in the ski shop, the owner came over to me and baby Thomas and told me how cute Thomas was. Thomas shrugged away into my shoulder like he does when he pretends to be bashful. And the owner said, "Aw, you just want to stay with mommy don't you?" and chuckled and walked away. I was like ".....uh" but I didn't know what to say. Tell him I'm the nanny?The sitter? his sister? his aunt? But I ended up just playing it off like it was nothing. But in my head I was like 'Seriously????' Do I really look like I could be a momma? I still feel like I look like I'm fourteen. But me and Thomas actually look somewhat alike so I'll blame it on that.
But even that little experience through me for a loop! I'm going to be a mommy before long! Good heavens!
Every year of my life after high school has been a completely different adventure, but has been a perfect preparation for the next year to follow. It's tricky only knowing your life one year at a time, but it's kind of exciting too. I've never been one who likes the same old thing over and over again. So maybe I need to count my blessings huh?
For example-after my mission?? I have no clue. I have a few hundred ideas. Similar to the list above. So I'll just turn everything over to the Lord and enjoy the ride. It's silly to pretend that I'm the one directing my life anyway. This seems to be the lesson I need to learn. So I might as well hurry up and learn it.
I love my life and I love the Lord and His gospel. I'm the luckiest girl I know.
Much Love to send your way,
Halee
Monday, December 24, 2012
Prayer of the Children on Christmas Eve
I feel particularly blessed this Christmas Eve. And this year, I'm thinking of all those who live without the joy that I'm so blessed to experience with my family this Christmas season, and particularly young children that are abused, confused, homeless and starving. May they feel the love and hope of our Savior this night that He brings to those even in the saddest of circumstances. The Son of God was born on earth and He will come again! He loves us all and I know we can help others of all faiths and situations to feel of His divine love.
Merry Christmas.
Much Love and Faith,
Halee
Sunday, December 23, 2012
I'll Be Home for Christmas!
Hey guys... uh. Merry Christmas!!
Yes, I know, I've been horrible with updating my blog for all of you that still faithfully check every week. All three of you. haha.
So much has happened since Carmel and the wonderful adventure that it was. But mainly I was just super swamped with keeping up with finals and stepping up my A-game as a nanny.
I came home to Utah for three days over Thanksgiving, and oh how I loved and needed that glimpse of home! It's still weird to me how you can be in one part of the country at the beginning of the day and end up somewhere completely different by the end of the day. Ya know? I don't know. But! Point is, I had a ton of fun while I was in Utah. Along with Thanksgiving, I went to a Bachelorrette party and bridal shower for one of my best and cutest friends, Mrs. Kimberly Thongrit! She's adorable. And I know they have such a bright future ahead of them. :) I couldn't be happier for them! woo! Love you guys.
Then the weeks that followed consisted of nannying all day long and then heading to the local starbucks for internet service while having my left ear be completely clogged.
My ear clogged after I got off the plane in Long Beach coming from SLC and it STAYED clogged until two days ago... ya. You do the math. Almost an entire month of not having the use of one of my ears folks. It felt like I had an ear bud permanently stuck in my ear or something. It sounded really loud inside my head whenever I spoke, so I would talk quieter which would cause me to have to repeat myself and then miss what their response was and yada yada around and around I went for an entire month.
Then the internet just quit working in my house in Beverly Hills after I came back from Thanksgiving. And that was just awesome. I basically lived at Starbucks and came home at ten every night smelling like old coffee.
Never again will I do full-time online school and be a full-time nanny! It was so difficult. ALL my free-time went to school, homework, and studying. Hence, not writing in here for almost two months.
But I have met three guys in the last two weeks-one at my singles ward, one at starbucks, and one on the plane ride to Utah for Christmas. Woo! So in that regard, I don't feel like the fates are ganging up on me. And these guys weren't creepy like the guy that wiped the sweat off my lip in Carmel.. so life is good!
Finals went.. okay... kinda? I shouldn't have too high of expectations since it was so hard keeping up with school but I can't help but compare to last semester's grades. But hey! I got grades that will work, so I shouldn't complain! I was definitely blessed to do as well as I did. But really doe.
The last week before I flew home for Christmas was super intense. Amanda was kinda freaking out that she wouldn't have a nanny for two weeks and took advantage of me while I was there. My days were from 7 am sometimes 6:30- til 7 or 8 pm. That makes for a long day! But luckily I love those little kids so much and most of the time I can't believe I'm getting paid to do what I do. They're adorable and I still love it so much. I have the best family to work for and I'm learning so much about myself, my relationship with Heavenly Father, and life in general that I just count my blessings all the time! This really has been such a growing experience for me and I know I was guided to come out to L.A. for multiple reasons.
For my flight out here to Utah I had to get up at 3 am for my shuttle to pick me up and take me out to LGB airport! That was like pulling teeth. And when I get tired, I get super chatty for some reason. And about stuff that's just on my mind and there's always a lot on my mind.. so that makes for a chatty sleepy girl.
So when I got my seat assignment and sat on the plane I knew I was either going to conk out the whole flight or talk the person's ear off the whole time. And the guy I met wanted to chat as well so I ended up talking the whole two hours. He's from Cali so we can hang out! I was excited.
Then my sister Hejdi and her husband and kids picked me up at the baggage claim-they have the cutest children. I was so excited to see them all! They drove me to my oldest sister Heahter's house and dropped me off until they came back later that evening with the rest of my siblings and in-laws for a little sibling ornament exchange party. It was so much fun and I couldn't believe how much my nieces and nephews had grown just in the last four months! I seriously was blown away. They're so big and they have so much love! Being an aunt is the greatest thing in the world. It's like five steps above being a nanny cuz you can spoil and play with them all you want.
I then spent the night at Heather's and had a sleepover upstairs with all the kids while we watched Brave. Well, while they watched Brave. I hadn't taken a nap or anything all day since I got home and I just couldn't keep my eyes open five minutes into the movie. My nephew Kale slept on blankets on the floor next to my blow up mattress and was convinced that he had the comfiest bed. He's three and I could just eat him up, he's hilarious. Throughout the night he would sit up and cry and so I had him crawl into my bed where it was warm and he just curled up under the covers and was fast asleep. Periodically through the night he'd wake up, stick his arm in the air and yell Heroes!! And slap his Ben 10 plastic watch that he wears on his wrist at all times. hahaha. Then he'd jam his little feet into my back while I slept haha. Ah man. They're all so hilarious. When he woke me up in the morning he laughed and said Oh! I thought you had a small head! hahaha. I don't know. I laughed so hard though.
Then me and Heather did some yoga and packed up for her to drop me and my little brother Truman off at my other sister Hileri and Travis's apartment until my parents came and picked us up and went to Park City for the day. It was my parents, me Truman and Tanner. It was a blast! The Tanger Outlets are so awesome! Every store had an insane sale!! I was freaking out over all the prices in pretty much every store but also I think it's from living in L.A. and being used to spending $80 on two things. So I was a happy camper. Then we went to Sweet Tomatoes restaurant in Salt Lake and then headed home where I then wrapped a bunch of presents in the guest room while Tanner messed with my laptop and ate mom's peppermint brownies. It was a good time :) and I love being home.
Now I'm going to a singles ward with my best friend Emily!! I love her. so much. It's always a good time when we get together. This break has just begun and it's already a success!!
I wish you all the greatest, most magical Christmas yet and lots of good cheer throughout the year. May your hardest times bring you closer to our Savior and make the happy times that much sweeter.
Merry Christmas Everyone.
Love,
Halee
Yes, I know, I've been horrible with updating my blog for all of you that still faithfully check every week. All three of you. haha.
So much has happened since Carmel and the wonderful adventure that it was. But mainly I was just super swamped with keeping up with finals and stepping up my A-game as a nanny.
I came home to Utah for three days over Thanksgiving, and oh how I loved and needed that glimpse of home! It's still weird to me how you can be in one part of the country at the beginning of the day and end up somewhere completely different by the end of the day. Ya know? I don't know. But! Point is, I had a ton of fun while I was in Utah. Along with Thanksgiving, I went to a Bachelorrette party and bridal shower for one of my best and cutest friends, Mrs. Kimberly Thongrit! She's adorable. And I know they have such a bright future ahead of them. :) I couldn't be happier for them! woo! Love you guys.
Then the weeks that followed consisted of nannying all day long and then heading to the local starbucks for internet service while having my left ear be completely clogged.
My ear clogged after I got off the plane in Long Beach coming from SLC and it STAYED clogged until two days ago... ya. You do the math. Almost an entire month of not having the use of one of my ears folks. It felt like I had an ear bud permanently stuck in my ear or something. It sounded really loud inside my head whenever I spoke, so I would talk quieter which would cause me to have to repeat myself and then miss what their response was and yada yada around and around I went for an entire month.
Then the internet just quit working in my house in Beverly Hills after I came back from Thanksgiving. And that was just awesome. I basically lived at Starbucks and came home at ten every night smelling like old coffee.
Never again will I do full-time online school and be a full-time nanny! It was so difficult. ALL my free-time went to school, homework, and studying. Hence, not writing in here for almost two months.
But I have met three guys in the last two weeks-one at my singles ward, one at starbucks, and one on the plane ride to Utah for Christmas. Woo! So in that regard, I don't feel like the fates are ganging up on me. And these guys weren't creepy like the guy that wiped the sweat off my lip in Carmel.. so life is good!
Finals went.. okay... kinda? I shouldn't have too high of expectations since it was so hard keeping up with school but I can't help but compare to last semester's grades. But hey! I got grades that will work, so I shouldn't complain! I was definitely blessed to do as well as I did. But really doe.
The last week before I flew home for Christmas was super intense. Amanda was kinda freaking out that she wouldn't have a nanny for two weeks and took advantage of me while I was there. My days were from 7 am sometimes 6:30- til 7 or 8 pm. That makes for a long day! But luckily I love those little kids so much and most of the time I can't believe I'm getting paid to do what I do. They're adorable and I still love it so much. I have the best family to work for and I'm learning so much about myself, my relationship with Heavenly Father, and life in general that I just count my blessings all the time! This really has been such a growing experience for me and I know I was guided to come out to L.A. for multiple reasons.
For my flight out here to Utah I had to get up at 3 am for my shuttle to pick me up and take me out to LGB airport! That was like pulling teeth. And when I get tired, I get super chatty for some reason. And about stuff that's just on my mind and there's always a lot on my mind.. so that makes for a chatty sleepy girl.
So when I got my seat assignment and sat on the plane I knew I was either going to conk out the whole flight or talk the person's ear off the whole time. And the guy I met wanted to chat as well so I ended up talking the whole two hours. He's from Cali so we can hang out! I was excited.
Then my sister Hejdi and her husband and kids picked me up at the baggage claim-they have the cutest children. I was so excited to see them all! They drove me to my oldest sister Heahter's house and dropped me off until they came back later that evening with the rest of my siblings and in-laws for a little sibling ornament exchange party. It was so much fun and I couldn't believe how much my nieces and nephews had grown just in the last four months! I seriously was blown away. They're so big and they have so much love! Being an aunt is the greatest thing in the world. It's like five steps above being a nanny cuz you can spoil and play with them all you want.
I then spent the night at Heather's and had a sleepover upstairs with all the kids while we watched Brave. Well, while they watched Brave. I hadn't taken a nap or anything all day since I got home and I just couldn't keep my eyes open five minutes into the movie. My nephew Kale slept on blankets on the floor next to my blow up mattress and was convinced that he had the comfiest bed. He's three and I could just eat him up, he's hilarious. Throughout the night he would sit up and cry and so I had him crawl into my bed where it was warm and he just curled up under the covers and was fast asleep. Periodically through the night he'd wake up, stick his arm in the air and yell Heroes!! And slap his Ben 10 plastic watch that he wears on his wrist at all times. hahaha. Then he'd jam his little feet into my back while I slept haha. Ah man. They're all so hilarious. When he woke me up in the morning he laughed and said Oh! I thought you had a small head! hahaha. I don't know. I laughed so hard though.
Then me and Heather did some yoga and packed up for her to drop me and my little brother Truman off at my other sister Hileri and Travis's apartment until my parents came and picked us up and went to Park City for the day. It was my parents, me Truman and Tanner. It was a blast! The Tanger Outlets are so awesome! Every store had an insane sale!! I was freaking out over all the prices in pretty much every store but also I think it's from living in L.A. and being used to spending $80 on two things. So I was a happy camper. Then we went to Sweet Tomatoes restaurant in Salt Lake and then headed home where I then wrapped a bunch of presents in the guest room while Tanner messed with my laptop and ate mom's peppermint brownies. It was a good time :) and I love being home.
Now I'm going to a singles ward with my best friend Emily!! I love her. so much. It's always a good time when we get together. This break has just begun and it's already a success!!
I wish you all the greatest, most magical Christmas yet and lots of good cheer throughout the year. May your hardest times bring you closer to our Savior and make the happy times that much sweeter.
Merry Christmas Everyone.
Love,
Halee
Saturday, October 27, 2012
Slacker Supreme!!
Hey kids.
So I know I haven't written in here for an entire month... it's crazy how time flies! And how much you can put something off! Until a thousand things have happened and you don't know where to start!
But basically, I'm in Carmel, CA right now. And it's SOOO beautiful here! I can't get enough of it. We're staying in a cottage and I have a little separate cottage guest house that I stay in. It's so quaint and magical here. I feel like it would be totally normal for fairies to just start flying around the little garden with the creek and little bridge.
This place is known for its beautiful beaches and high society. They have a Tiffany's, Louis Vouitton, Coach, Cartier, and more stores like that here! In a small town like this, I was super amazed and realized that it spoke volumes about the type of people this place attracts.
I feel like Snow White or Little Red Riding Hood or something. It's just beyond breathtaking and I totally want to have my honeymoon here. Think what you want, but it's totally true.
We're here for Amanda's brother's wedding. They're getting married in Pebble Beach and I'm so excited to see how beautiful it is. I had heard of Pebble Beach before and I guess its only for the rich and famous. So I'M STOKED.
It took us about 6 hours to drive here from L.A., and it's about two hours south of San Francisco. It didn't feel like that long of a drive actually, even with Tobin being sick with the stomach flu all day. That didn't bother me too much until we got to the cottage and I brought him to the couch to sit down... and then he throws up on my arm and the couch. It was disgusting. I hurried him into the shower and it was pure chaos the first hour after arriving here. But I feel like that happens with children all the time, ya know? Everyone's quiet and peaceful and then out of nowhere ALL HECK breaks loose!! And you're scrambling around like crazy trying to keep everything and everyone from exploding!! Then somehow it all goes back to a peaceful moment again. It's a pattern. I'm tellin ya.
But life in Beverly Hills is good still. I got in a second fender bender on Sunset Blvd, got chewed out by Amanda's mother for saying that Mormons don't go to restaurants on Sunday, spent an outrageous amount of money on a haircut, and I ran out of gas at a stoplight in Beverly Hills 20 yards away from a gas station. That's basically the crazy moments of the last month in one sentence. Now you're all caught up.
How did all of those things turn out? Well-the guy I clipped while changing lanes in an insane amount of traffic was super nice and only charged the insurance company what actually happened and Amanda and Chape were disappointed but understanding which I was literally shaky and wanted to crumple up and die right when I clipped this guy. Then with Amanda's mom, she was trying to set me up with her best friend's son and he wanted to go out to a restaurant on Sunday and I told him that because of my faith I don't like to go out to restaurants or stores on sunday. He said that was fine and he'd call me another day and we could go out to dinner. Well the next day, Amanda's mom called me quite upset saying that she used to be very mormon and knows for a fact that there's nowhere in our doctrine that says that Mormons can't go to restaurants on Sunday, and I just have to be careful with what I say about the church because I'm making the church sound weird. I said I'm sorry if it came across that I was putting a bad reputation out for the church and I guess not all Mormons choose to refrain from going to stores or restaurants on Sunday. Then she told me good luck and ball's in my park now. This little conversation was a huge growing point for me out here. Made me really stop and ask myself what do I believe? What do I personally feel is the right thing to do without any other opinions? And I still felt that I shouldn't go to restaurants or stores on Sunday but I sadly questioned whether this was what we're asked to do or whether it's just a tradition that my family does. Then I talked to my oldest sister Heather and she reassured me that I was right and that I needed to stand by what I knew was right, and don't let others make you question what I've always believed. I decided not to tell Amanda because I knew she'd find out sooner or later and it wasn't a big deal to me. I know what I believe and how I've chosen to live my life. And I'll stand by this testimony and my beliefs until the day I die. So what's the point in getting upset over that conversation? She found out that evening from her mother and immediately came and apologized to me and let me know that if she had known her mom was going to call me and say those things, she wouldn't have let it happen. She said that it was none of her business and that the family loves me and she'll do whatever it takes to defend my beliefs. She's very protective of me and I really love Amanda a lot. We've become great friends and I feel like we'll keep in touch long after I'm the nanny here.
The expensive haircut-some of you may have seen the pictures I posted on Facebook of that haircut. I love it so much, but it was not worth the amount of money I spent. I went to a salon in Beverly Glen that the last nanny went to when she was here and the guy had great reviews online so I went there too. I got to the counter after my haircut and she told me my total. I wanted to move the decimal point one move to the left, if that gives any indication as to how much I had to pay. And a haircut isn't something you can haggle for, ya know? And you can't just put an item back, you have no choice but to pay the full amount! I was literally shaky and queazy the whole rest of the day. BAH..
Running out of gas-So I missed Stake Conference that sunday cuz I was ready ten minutes before it was scheduled to start, thinking it had to be close to my church building. Then I tried typing it into my GPS and it couldn't find the address, plus I asked Amanda and she said it would take me 20-30 min to get there! Plus I needed to get gas (how desperately, I had no idea), so I just went back inside, talked to my mom on the phone for two hours, and then decided to go to the bishop's house for the lunch activity he was having after the meeting. So I'm on my way to his house, and I just decide I should get gas before instead of trying to go to the bishop's house and then on my way back getting gas. So I'm sitting at an intersection, South Santa Monica Blvd and Crescent, I'm literally stopped at the last red light before the gas station and I'm looking right at it. I'm probably 50 yards away (if that) and my car just putters out until it stops. My heart sinks and I turn on my hazards and roll as close to the side of the road as I can. I first call Amanda, then realize she wouldn't be able to help me. So I decide to call my VT at the activity at the bishop's house. Inspiration!! So I call her and she has me talk to the bishop, who rounds up three boys who are on their way and will be there to help me get to the gas station in 15 minutes. So I sit there...and no one stops or says anything. Typical Beverly Hills. I guess if I got out of my car and started pushing it with a long dress and heels on someone would've come to help me... at least I hope so. But since I knew people were coming, I didn't bother haha. But once the guys got there, they waved down a lady cop who stopped traffic while they pushed me into the gas station. I filled up and followed the boys to the bishop's house. It was an event to behold that only happens to Halee Nelson and her silly life.
Now, since I've been in Carmel? The second day I was here, Amanda told me I had the morning off so I walked into town and bought pumpkin cheesecake from this little bakery and walked down to the beach where I watched the waves until I decided it was time to walk back. On my way back, I passed these three guys outside of some Inn in town. One of them yelled to me, 'Hey! uh, I'm sorry but I just love your style. Look at this guys, isn't it awesome?' As he was gesturing to all of me. I was flattered but clearly he just wanted a reason to stop me. I said, Oh thankyou that's very sweet. And he quickly asked if he could get a picture with me as I was starting to walk away. I agreed even though I thought this was the craziest thing and I seriously had to get home. He kept his arm around me for a while and I stepped away as we continued talking. They were from Maryland or something like that and were here for the week. I didn't say where I was from or how long I was staying-I just kind of went around the topic. All they knew is that I'm from out of town. I told them I'm with a family here and I'm the nanny and the one who wanted the picture(his name's Peter) said, 'Well I'm a kid. Know what I mean?' And the other guys chuckled and I didn't catch that until after the fact. I just played this whole random conversation off as no big deal and was talking to them about how they had to go down to the beach because it was beautiful, and then Peter walks up to me, holds the side of my neck with his left hand and wipes the sweat off of my upper lip with his thumb!!! It was one of those moments that you're extremely confused with what's happening and it happened really quickly plus I was in the middle of my sentence when he just came up to me and caught me totally off guard!! I pulled away and I must've had the ultimate look of shock and confusion all over my face. The other two guys kind of looked down and chuckled in unbelief that he just did that. Peter then starts to give this explanation that he was doing what I do all day-'wiping kids faces and stuff know what I mean?' I was like uhh.. ha. ha. I guess I broke a sweat coming up the hill from the beach. And they said how it was hotter here than they thought. Then Peter told me I should come hang out with them. I said I had to go home to the kids right now. And they asked for my number so we could do something this weekend. I said I don't reception at my cottage (which is completely true but I was also glad it was true), but they wanted it anyway. I was like.... well... and I'M HORRIBLE AT THINKING OF REASONS TO NOT GIVE OUT MY NUMBER IN THE MOMENT. It's one of my stupid freaking flaws that gets me so frustrated with myself! I can think of a million after the fact, but right when they're asking me I feel like it's so rude if I don't give it to them. So... I gave him my number. I know I know. Halee, seriously?? But then I walked away and he told me to look for his call. He called me as I was walking home. I didn't answer, and he hasn't called or texted me since. That might be because I don't have service.. heh heh. I only do when I go into town. So! Possible stalker/rape case avoided. wooooo! Super weird tho, huh? I'm tellin ya. Only happens to me.
Today's the wedding, and I'm super excited. I went on a run this morning and I'm excited to get all spiffed up to go to this ceremony at Pebble Beach. Last night I went to the cocktail party and that was super ritzy and fun. I had to stay with the kids in a separate room with all of the appetizers of course, but it was still cool none the less. I have developed this love for sparkling water with lemon. I order it everywhere I go. It's classy without the sugar and regret, therefore, it's perfect.
Guess what I did before we drove to Carmel? I'm super proud of myself and haven't had the chance to tell anyone of my genius. So it was one of my friend's birthday yesterday who's on a mission, and it's the first one of my friends to have a birthday on the mission. And I was debating sending a package, a cool card, making something...and then it hit me! He's in the states, so I got online and found a pizza place closest to his address. I called and ordered pizza, drinks, and churros to be delivered to his house the night of his birthday and paid for it over the phone! No shipping, going to the post office, nothin! It was perfect, and he's getting something he'll actually want instead of paying for someone to send him a package with balloons, candles, and a cake mix ya know? I had it delivered around 9:30 so I'm hoping he got it... if he didn't then someone else got pizza. And I'll be ticked!! But it's the thought, right? That's what I'm telling myself.
Anyway, I gotta get Tobin's throw up clothes into the washer :D
Over and Out!
--HayBay
So I know I haven't written in here for an entire month... it's crazy how time flies! And how much you can put something off! Until a thousand things have happened and you don't know where to start!
But basically, I'm in Carmel, CA right now. And it's SOOO beautiful here! I can't get enough of it. We're staying in a cottage and I have a little separate cottage guest house that I stay in. It's so quaint and magical here. I feel like it would be totally normal for fairies to just start flying around the little garden with the creek and little bridge.
This place is known for its beautiful beaches and high society. They have a Tiffany's, Louis Vouitton, Coach, Cartier, and more stores like that here! In a small town like this, I was super amazed and realized that it spoke volumes about the type of people this place attracts.
I feel like Snow White or Little Red Riding Hood or something. It's just beyond breathtaking and I totally want to have my honeymoon here. Think what you want, but it's totally true.
We're here for Amanda's brother's wedding. They're getting married in Pebble Beach and I'm so excited to see how beautiful it is. I had heard of Pebble Beach before and I guess its only for the rich and famous. So I'M STOKED.
It took us about 6 hours to drive here from L.A., and it's about two hours south of San Francisco. It didn't feel like that long of a drive actually, even with Tobin being sick with the stomach flu all day. That didn't bother me too much until we got to the cottage and I brought him to the couch to sit down... and then he throws up on my arm and the couch. It was disgusting. I hurried him into the shower and it was pure chaos the first hour after arriving here. But I feel like that happens with children all the time, ya know? Everyone's quiet and peaceful and then out of nowhere ALL HECK breaks loose!! And you're scrambling around like crazy trying to keep everything and everyone from exploding!! Then somehow it all goes back to a peaceful moment again. It's a pattern. I'm tellin ya.
But life in Beverly Hills is good still. I got in a second fender bender on Sunset Blvd, got chewed out by Amanda's mother for saying that Mormons don't go to restaurants on Sunday, spent an outrageous amount of money on a haircut, and I ran out of gas at a stoplight in Beverly Hills 20 yards away from a gas station. That's basically the crazy moments of the last month in one sentence. Now you're all caught up.
How did all of those things turn out? Well-the guy I clipped while changing lanes in an insane amount of traffic was super nice and only charged the insurance company what actually happened and Amanda and Chape were disappointed but understanding which I was literally shaky and wanted to crumple up and die right when I clipped this guy. Then with Amanda's mom, she was trying to set me up with her best friend's son and he wanted to go out to a restaurant on Sunday and I told him that because of my faith I don't like to go out to restaurants or stores on sunday. He said that was fine and he'd call me another day and we could go out to dinner. Well the next day, Amanda's mom called me quite upset saying that she used to be very mormon and knows for a fact that there's nowhere in our doctrine that says that Mormons can't go to restaurants on Sunday, and I just have to be careful with what I say about the church because I'm making the church sound weird. I said I'm sorry if it came across that I was putting a bad reputation out for the church and I guess not all Mormons choose to refrain from going to stores or restaurants on Sunday. Then she told me good luck and ball's in my park now. This little conversation was a huge growing point for me out here. Made me really stop and ask myself what do I believe? What do I personally feel is the right thing to do without any other opinions? And I still felt that I shouldn't go to restaurants or stores on Sunday but I sadly questioned whether this was what we're asked to do or whether it's just a tradition that my family does. Then I talked to my oldest sister Heather and she reassured me that I was right and that I needed to stand by what I knew was right, and don't let others make you question what I've always believed. I decided not to tell Amanda because I knew she'd find out sooner or later and it wasn't a big deal to me. I know what I believe and how I've chosen to live my life. And I'll stand by this testimony and my beliefs until the day I die. So what's the point in getting upset over that conversation? She found out that evening from her mother and immediately came and apologized to me and let me know that if she had known her mom was going to call me and say those things, she wouldn't have let it happen. She said that it was none of her business and that the family loves me and she'll do whatever it takes to defend my beliefs. She's very protective of me and I really love Amanda a lot. We've become great friends and I feel like we'll keep in touch long after I'm the nanny here.
The expensive haircut-some of you may have seen the pictures I posted on Facebook of that haircut. I love it so much, but it was not worth the amount of money I spent. I went to a salon in Beverly Glen that the last nanny went to when she was here and the guy had great reviews online so I went there too. I got to the counter after my haircut and she told me my total. I wanted to move the decimal point one move to the left, if that gives any indication as to how much I had to pay. And a haircut isn't something you can haggle for, ya know? And you can't just put an item back, you have no choice but to pay the full amount! I was literally shaky and queazy the whole rest of the day. BAH..
Running out of gas-So I missed Stake Conference that sunday cuz I was ready ten minutes before it was scheduled to start, thinking it had to be close to my church building. Then I tried typing it into my GPS and it couldn't find the address, plus I asked Amanda and she said it would take me 20-30 min to get there! Plus I needed to get gas (how desperately, I had no idea), so I just went back inside, talked to my mom on the phone for two hours, and then decided to go to the bishop's house for the lunch activity he was having after the meeting. So I'm on my way to his house, and I just decide I should get gas before instead of trying to go to the bishop's house and then on my way back getting gas. So I'm sitting at an intersection, South Santa Monica Blvd and Crescent, I'm literally stopped at the last red light before the gas station and I'm looking right at it. I'm probably 50 yards away (if that) and my car just putters out until it stops. My heart sinks and I turn on my hazards and roll as close to the side of the road as I can. I first call Amanda, then realize she wouldn't be able to help me. So I decide to call my VT at the activity at the bishop's house. Inspiration!! So I call her and she has me talk to the bishop, who rounds up three boys who are on their way and will be there to help me get to the gas station in 15 minutes. So I sit there...and no one stops or says anything. Typical Beverly Hills. I guess if I got out of my car and started pushing it with a long dress and heels on someone would've come to help me... at least I hope so. But since I knew people were coming, I didn't bother haha. But once the guys got there, they waved down a lady cop who stopped traffic while they pushed me into the gas station. I filled up and followed the boys to the bishop's house. It was an event to behold that only happens to Halee Nelson and her silly life.
Now, since I've been in Carmel? The second day I was here, Amanda told me I had the morning off so I walked into town and bought pumpkin cheesecake from this little bakery and walked down to the beach where I watched the waves until I decided it was time to walk back. On my way back, I passed these three guys outside of some Inn in town. One of them yelled to me, 'Hey! uh, I'm sorry but I just love your style. Look at this guys, isn't it awesome?' As he was gesturing to all of me. I was flattered but clearly he just wanted a reason to stop me. I said, Oh thankyou that's very sweet. And he quickly asked if he could get a picture with me as I was starting to walk away. I agreed even though I thought this was the craziest thing and I seriously had to get home. He kept his arm around me for a while and I stepped away as we continued talking. They were from Maryland or something like that and were here for the week. I didn't say where I was from or how long I was staying-I just kind of went around the topic. All they knew is that I'm from out of town. I told them I'm with a family here and I'm the nanny and the one who wanted the picture(his name's Peter) said, 'Well I'm a kid. Know what I mean?' And the other guys chuckled and I didn't catch that until after the fact. I just played this whole random conversation off as no big deal and was talking to them about how they had to go down to the beach because it was beautiful, and then Peter walks up to me, holds the side of my neck with his left hand and wipes the sweat off of my upper lip with his thumb!!! It was one of those moments that you're extremely confused with what's happening and it happened really quickly plus I was in the middle of my sentence when he just came up to me and caught me totally off guard!! I pulled away and I must've had the ultimate look of shock and confusion all over my face. The other two guys kind of looked down and chuckled in unbelief that he just did that. Peter then starts to give this explanation that he was doing what I do all day-'wiping kids faces and stuff know what I mean?' I was like uhh.. ha. ha. I guess I broke a sweat coming up the hill from the beach. And they said how it was hotter here than they thought. Then Peter told me I should come hang out with them. I said I had to go home to the kids right now. And they asked for my number so we could do something this weekend. I said I don't reception at my cottage (which is completely true but I was also glad it was true), but they wanted it anyway. I was like.... well... and I'M HORRIBLE AT THINKING OF REASONS TO NOT GIVE OUT MY NUMBER IN THE MOMENT. It's one of my stupid freaking flaws that gets me so frustrated with myself! I can think of a million after the fact, but right when they're asking me I feel like it's so rude if I don't give it to them. So... I gave him my number. I know I know. Halee, seriously?? But then I walked away and he told me to look for his call. He called me as I was walking home. I didn't answer, and he hasn't called or texted me since. That might be because I don't have service.. heh heh. I only do when I go into town. So! Possible stalker/rape case avoided. wooooo! Super weird tho, huh? I'm tellin ya. Only happens to me.
Today's the wedding, and I'm super excited. I went on a run this morning and I'm excited to get all spiffed up to go to this ceremony at Pebble Beach. Last night I went to the cocktail party and that was super ritzy and fun. I had to stay with the kids in a separate room with all of the appetizers of course, but it was still cool none the less. I have developed this love for sparkling water with lemon. I order it everywhere I go. It's classy without the sugar and regret, therefore, it's perfect.
Guess what I did before we drove to Carmel? I'm super proud of myself and haven't had the chance to tell anyone of my genius. So it was one of my friend's birthday yesterday who's on a mission, and it's the first one of my friends to have a birthday on the mission. And I was debating sending a package, a cool card, making something...and then it hit me! He's in the states, so I got online and found a pizza place closest to his address. I called and ordered pizza, drinks, and churros to be delivered to his house the night of his birthday and paid for it over the phone! No shipping, going to the post office, nothin! It was perfect, and he's getting something he'll actually want instead of paying for someone to send him a package with balloons, candles, and a cake mix ya know? I had it delivered around 9:30 so I'm hoping he got it... if he didn't then someone else got pizza. And I'll be ticked!! But it's the thought, right? That's what I'm telling myself.
Anyway, I gotta get Tobin's throw up clothes into the washer :D
Over and Out!
--HayBay
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