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
Thursday, September 27, 2012
College Girl in a Mommy's World
This week went a lot better than last week I feel. Nothing in particular, but I think I'm just learning a lot about life and have learned how to juggle the demands of being a nanny and a full-time college student.
It's funny trying to hang out and go do things in my singles ward like a normal college student, and then trying to get to bed early enough so that I can get up with three kids the next morning and pack lunches, do hair, feed the baby, and haul it to school.
While everyone else is talking about some new school project or new shop they found in some seaside small town--I'm thinking about if I ironed Sophie's uniform for tomorrow and if she did well on her spelling test today. I'm thinking about if I should put more oil on
Thomas the next time I change his diaper to see if his rash will get better.
When I drive any new friends in the car I have here, one can sit in the passenger seat and then anyone else has to sit in the very back because of two booster seats and a baby carrier. Then when we put our shopping bags in the back, we see the spare blankets, baby bag, and stroller... yup.
'Oh ya, sorry about that stroller. Oh and the booster seats... and the veggie chips wedged in the seats... What's that? Yes I am a full-time nanny/momma. And yes I wish it didn't look like I have six kids whenever I go anywhere' hahah.
You know when some moms come pick their kids up from school or arrive for church, and they look like they just ran a marathon and threw on an outfit at the finish line? Sadly, I know that look too well. I can't get dressed until 10 am everyday because I have to wait until Thomas goes down for his nap. So that means I'm driving around L.A. dropping kids off at school and buying groceries in my scary 'no make-up and work out clothes look'. Awesome.
Ya know, when I actually do have kids I'll happily embrace this and I won't care about looking like a soccer mom. But since I'm NOT a mom and I'm actually a 19 year old sista, it's kind of weird going to the store and having the cashier somehow think that they're all my kids. I used to say that I'm the nanny but that would get an even weirder reaction so I stopped doing that. haha.
They give you the reaction like, 'Oh, so you work for someone like THAT. Got it. Poor thing. I bet they work you to death. Look at you trying to juggle three kids all day long. I bet the parents forget their own kids birthdays. They probably love you more than their own parents..' blah blah blah. You can read it all in how they treat me after I would blurt that out. It bugged me, so now I just let them believe whatever they want. Even though I look way too young to have three kids... whatever haha.
With everyone so loaded around here, people make themselves look a lot younger than they really are. Or they try really really hard to make themselves look younger. Then you can tell those ones actually aren't.
The last three days Amanda took Thomas with her back East to visit her sister. So it was just me, Chape, and the two oldest kids. Chape was busy with work most of the time, so I had to be mom for real. It's crazy how much of my mom and sisters I see in me when I'm doing certain things. Like how I can just let Thomas freak out standing at my feet while I try to throw a little mascara on before going to the store. Or how I say 'No you can't have that. No, put that back. No we're only buying things on the list. No you can't. No we're having dinner soon. No we're in a hurry.'-every single time we go to the store! I remember being so bugged that my mom would always say no... but now I get it! You only have so long you can be at the store, you need these certain things, you have to get dinner ready, and you have to be home before the piano teacher shows up... these are all the real reasons why moms have to say no to extra treats at the store. And these are all the reasons why I therefore have to say no.
I also hate that they beg for the same thing whenever certain topics come up, or when you drive by that one random store or restaurant they really like. Like the icecream truck that always shows up at the park whenever we go for Tobin's flag football practice-No, we will never ever get icecream from that cheap and sketchy icecream truck that plays whiny versions of Beethoven's symphonies! It freaks me out from afar. Just drop it kids! If Amanda takes them? Cool. Ask her. But she'll agree with me. She always does.
We're going to a nice restaurant at the country club tonight as a family... and I'm excited. But that means a lot of prep. So. I must say goodbye for now until the next update from Beverly Hills.
Much Love,
Hay
It's funny trying to hang out and go do things in my singles ward like a normal college student, and then trying to get to bed early enough so that I can get up with three kids the next morning and pack lunches, do hair, feed the baby, and haul it to school.
While everyone else is talking about some new school project or new shop they found in some seaside small town--I'm thinking about if I ironed Sophie's uniform for tomorrow and if she did well on her spelling test today. I'm thinking about if I should put more oil on
Thomas the next time I change his diaper to see if his rash will get better.
When I drive any new friends in the car I have here, one can sit in the passenger seat and then anyone else has to sit in the very back because of two booster seats and a baby carrier. Then when we put our shopping bags in the back, we see the spare blankets, baby bag, and stroller... yup.
'Oh ya, sorry about that stroller. Oh and the booster seats... and the veggie chips wedged in the seats... What's that? Yes I am a full-time nanny/momma. And yes I wish it didn't look like I have six kids whenever I go anywhere' hahah.
You know when some moms come pick their kids up from school or arrive for church, and they look like they just ran a marathon and threw on an outfit at the finish line? Sadly, I know that look too well. I can't get dressed until 10 am everyday because I have to wait until Thomas goes down for his nap. So that means I'm driving around L.A. dropping kids off at school and buying groceries in my scary 'no make-up and work out clothes look'. Awesome.
Ya know, when I actually do have kids I'll happily embrace this and I won't care about looking like a soccer mom. But since I'm NOT a mom and I'm actually a 19 year old sista, it's kind of weird going to the store and having the cashier somehow think that they're all my kids. I used to say that I'm the nanny but that would get an even weirder reaction so I stopped doing that. haha.
They give you the reaction like, 'Oh, so you work for someone like THAT. Got it. Poor thing. I bet they work you to death. Look at you trying to juggle three kids all day long. I bet the parents forget their own kids birthdays. They probably love you more than their own parents..' blah blah blah. You can read it all in how they treat me after I would blurt that out. It bugged me, so now I just let them believe whatever they want. Even though I look way too young to have three kids... whatever haha.
With everyone so loaded around here, people make themselves look a lot younger than they really are. Or they try really really hard to make themselves look younger. Then you can tell those ones actually aren't.
The last three days Amanda took Thomas with her back East to visit her sister. So it was just me, Chape, and the two oldest kids. Chape was busy with work most of the time, so I had to be mom for real. It's crazy how much of my mom and sisters I see in me when I'm doing certain things. Like how I can just let Thomas freak out standing at my feet while I try to throw a little mascara on before going to the store. Or how I say 'No you can't have that. No, put that back. No we're only buying things on the list. No you can't. No we're having dinner soon. No we're in a hurry.'-every single time we go to the store! I remember being so bugged that my mom would always say no... but now I get it! You only have so long you can be at the store, you need these certain things, you have to get dinner ready, and you have to be home before the piano teacher shows up... these are all the real reasons why moms have to say no to extra treats at the store. And these are all the reasons why I therefore have to say no.
I also hate that they beg for the same thing whenever certain topics come up, or when you drive by that one random store or restaurant they really like. Like the icecream truck that always shows up at the park whenever we go for Tobin's flag football practice-No, we will never ever get icecream from that cheap and sketchy icecream truck that plays whiny versions of Beethoven's symphonies! It freaks me out from afar. Just drop it kids! If Amanda takes them? Cool. Ask her. But she'll agree with me. She always does.
We're going to a nice restaurant at the country club tonight as a family... and I'm excited. But that means a lot of prep. So. I must say goodbye for now until the next update from Beverly Hills.
Much Love,
Hay
Thursday, September 20, 2012
California Rubbish
What's there to say? I don't really know. This week has been so different from the rest... but in different ways. Ya? Followin me so far?
This is definitely gonna be one of those posts where I'm saying what's going on in my head whether it makes sense or not.
...First of all, there are really big spiders here. And it's freakin me out. The little baby ones I find in my room freak me out even more though. Baby ones=there are a thousand more somewhere and they're multiplying! ICK.
This week flew, but I learned a lot of little lessons about myself and people in general.
I finally got everything squared away with finally arranging a place that will proctor my tests online from weber state, i go down there to take the test in the middle of the day tuesday, and the day went downhill from there.
There was nowhere free to park. Of course. I should just accept the fact that there will no longer be free parking as long as I'm in California and I need to just get rid of that luxury I had in Utah. And I'm tellin ya, appreciate the free parking if you've got it! Cuz I know I didn't.
All those who have ever driven around for fifteen minutes on a college campus trying to find a parking spot where you won't get towed- that's how I feel everytime I want to park somewhere. Every Dang Time! A week ago I went to a CVS pharmacy and they had a normal parking lot! No ticket booth, meters, valet, nothing! I just drove in and parked. I wanted to stay in there longer and spend more money because of it. It was an event to behold.
Anyway. So it took me forever to park, and I finally found a public parking lot that you had to pay $10 to park in, and they only took cash, which I didn't have, so I went to a random meter that was a block away, and it only let me pay for 15 minutes, and my test was supposed to be an hour, but I left it parked there anyway, it was a ghetto college to take my test at, found the bldg and room number, they had me walk to a different bldg and pay for the test, and they only took cash too (what the heck?! what's with this 'oh, we don't take cards' business??? what year is it anyway? 1985?), so i then had to walk to their cafeteria in this other bldg and get money from an ATM, then walk back and pay, then walk and take my test, which I didn't do well on, I drove home and Amanda wasn't texting back so I was worried she didn't know I was gonna be late getting home, I try to parallel park on the road in front of my house and tap the car behind me, my heart drops, I look out my driver window to see this frantic lady with a Pollish accent yell numerous f-bombs and curse words at me, then the girl that actually owns the car tells me it's a rental and just wants my info in case the rental place sees anything, so I do this all while this lady is flipping her lid at me, I shut down and just give the other girl my info and find another parking spot, turns out the screaming lady is one of the next door neighbors, awesome for me, but luckily she's hardly home and rents out her house a lot, that girl was one of her renters, so I think that's why she lost it with me, to prove her 'I won't stand for this' ability I suppose, it really rattled me and I told Amanda, we went out to look at both cars again and there's nothing, she felt really bad for me and was worried about me the next two days, she kept trying to convince me to take a bath with her epsom salts, but I mainly just hope karma whips that screaming Pollish lady in the butt. End of story. And end of run-on/weirdly executed sentence.
You know what's weird? Everyone in Beverly Hills and Belair drive black cars. All of them. All three cars that this family owns is black. Don't get me wrong, it's made me want to get every car I'll ever want, to be black. It's just funny how they all do it but no one notices.
You know four-way stops? Good thing I'm good at those, because if you go out of Beverly Hills and onto Sunset or Santa Monica, you have to drive through a SIX-WAY STOP... and it's huge too. If you ran from stop sign to stop sign it would probably be almost half of a mile. six way stop! That was bonkers the first time I drove up to that. You have to be assertive and positive where you're going and pay attention to drivers. That totally blew me away.
Saturday I went to the beach with two girls I met in my singles ward in L.A. but I'm still wanting to meet more people. I feel like I've had a pretty good intro with the ward I'm in now, and I think I'm gonna try the Santa Monica ward next week just because. I'm gonna kinda compare wards and see what I think. Even though I'm already having my records transferred and I think I'm getting a calling this sunday.. oh well.
Tonight Amanda had this other sitter come and babysit the kids with me to kinda see how this sitter would do with the kids while I have weekends off. She's a sweet girl, and I think she'll be just fine. But she's from L.A. and it was interesting to hear her point of view of L.A. and what locals around here do. She told me about 'running the canyon' that a lot of famous people do I guess. She saw Zac Efron one day... so it's going on the list of musts.
Then she was asking me what I've been doing on the weekends and what I like to do with my freetime. My answer? 'Well, I've hung out with people I meet at church a few times but I usually just go out and learn my way around and do homework online a lot'(clearly made myself sound awesome. pff.) And then she proceeded to tell me everything she does and everything there is to do here. I hung my head in shame! I haven't been taking advantage of this opportunity like I should be! So I'm determined to do something awesome this weekend. Hopefully with some cool people. Even one would be fine actually. haha.
But I've learned that I don't need a ton of things and events coming up in my life to be happy. I know how to be happy by just living. :) And I think that's important.
I've learned that first impressions are almost always deceiving and you never know anyone's story unless you ask them. Assumptions get you no where. Speak up! And more than likely, they'll be happy you're having a conversation and now you've made another new friend. :) Go you.
Don't be afraid to say what you think and defend your values. People will respect you if you do.
Don't just say it, BE it. Be that testimony that you hold so dear to your heart.
A hug is seriously under rated in this world. Everyone needs a hug at some point.
Songs I'm obsessed with right now: Meet Virginia, Train. Springsteen, Eric Church. Sweeter, Gavin Degraw. Reasons Unknown, The Killers. I love hearing songs that you instantly associate with the funnest moments in your life, and your favorite people.
Getting missionary letters in the mail is like putting on a jacket and finding a twenty in the pocket. You wanna have a five second celebration, gasp, maybe jump up and down, and savor it. I LOVE getting letters from them. It makes me so happy! The rest of the day!!
I apologize for the unorganized entry this week, and I'm currently looking into buying a digital camera so that I can upload some more pictures! You're great. You're all just great! I feel your love from here!
toodles,
Hay
This is definitely gonna be one of those posts where I'm saying what's going on in my head whether it makes sense or not.
...First of all, there are really big spiders here. And it's freakin me out. The little baby ones I find in my room freak me out even more though. Baby ones=there are a thousand more somewhere and they're multiplying! ICK.
This week flew, but I learned a lot of little lessons about myself and people in general.
I finally got everything squared away with finally arranging a place that will proctor my tests online from weber state, i go down there to take the test in the middle of the day tuesday, and the day went downhill from there.
There was nowhere free to park. Of course. I should just accept the fact that there will no longer be free parking as long as I'm in California and I need to just get rid of that luxury I had in Utah. And I'm tellin ya, appreciate the free parking if you've got it! Cuz I know I didn't.
All those who have ever driven around for fifteen minutes on a college campus trying to find a parking spot where you won't get towed- that's how I feel everytime I want to park somewhere. Every Dang Time! A week ago I went to a CVS pharmacy and they had a normal parking lot! No ticket booth, meters, valet, nothing! I just drove in and parked. I wanted to stay in there longer and spend more money because of it. It was an event to behold.
Anyway. So it took me forever to park, and I finally found a public parking lot that you had to pay $10 to park in, and they only took cash, which I didn't have, so I went to a random meter that was a block away, and it only let me pay for 15 minutes, and my test was supposed to be an hour, but I left it parked there anyway, it was a ghetto college to take my test at, found the bldg and room number, they had me walk to a different bldg and pay for the test, and they only took cash too (what the heck?! what's with this 'oh, we don't take cards' business??? what year is it anyway? 1985?), so i then had to walk to their cafeteria in this other bldg and get money from an ATM, then walk back and pay, then walk and take my test, which I didn't do well on, I drove home and Amanda wasn't texting back so I was worried she didn't know I was gonna be late getting home, I try to parallel park on the road in front of my house and tap the car behind me, my heart drops, I look out my driver window to see this frantic lady with a Pollish accent yell numerous f-bombs and curse words at me, then the girl that actually owns the car tells me it's a rental and just wants my info in case the rental place sees anything, so I do this all while this lady is flipping her lid at me, I shut down and just give the other girl my info and find another parking spot, turns out the screaming lady is one of the next door neighbors, awesome for me, but luckily she's hardly home and rents out her house a lot, that girl was one of her renters, so I think that's why she lost it with me, to prove her 'I won't stand for this' ability I suppose, it really rattled me and I told Amanda, we went out to look at both cars again and there's nothing, she felt really bad for me and was worried about me the next two days, she kept trying to convince me to take a bath with her epsom salts, but I mainly just hope karma whips that screaming Pollish lady in the butt. End of story. And end of run-on/weirdly executed sentence.
You know what's weird? Everyone in Beverly Hills and Belair drive black cars. All of them. All three cars that this family owns is black. Don't get me wrong, it's made me want to get every car I'll ever want, to be black. It's just funny how they all do it but no one notices.
You know four-way stops? Good thing I'm good at those, because if you go out of Beverly Hills and onto Sunset or Santa Monica, you have to drive through a SIX-WAY STOP... and it's huge too. If you ran from stop sign to stop sign it would probably be almost half of a mile. six way stop! That was bonkers the first time I drove up to that. You have to be assertive and positive where you're going and pay attention to drivers. That totally blew me away.
Saturday I went to the beach with two girls I met in my singles ward in L.A. but I'm still wanting to meet more people. I feel like I've had a pretty good intro with the ward I'm in now, and I think I'm gonna try the Santa Monica ward next week just because. I'm gonna kinda compare wards and see what I think. Even though I'm already having my records transferred and I think I'm getting a calling this sunday.. oh well.
Tonight Amanda had this other sitter come and babysit the kids with me to kinda see how this sitter would do with the kids while I have weekends off. She's a sweet girl, and I think she'll be just fine. But she's from L.A. and it was interesting to hear her point of view of L.A. and what locals around here do. She told me about 'running the canyon' that a lot of famous people do I guess. She saw Zac Efron one day... so it's going on the list of musts.
Then she was asking me what I've been doing on the weekends and what I like to do with my freetime. My answer? 'Well, I've hung out with people I meet at church a few times but I usually just go out and learn my way around and do homework online a lot'(clearly made myself sound awesome. pff.) And then she proceeded to tell me everything she does and everything there is to do here. I hung my head in shame! I haven't been taking advantage of this opportunity like I should be! So I'm determined to do something awesome this weekend. Hopefully with some cool people. Even one would be fine actually. haha.
But I've learned that I don't need a ton of things and events coming up in my life to be happy. I know how to be happy by just living. :) And I think that's important.
I've learned that first impressions are almost always deceiving and you never know anyone's story unless you ask them. Assumptions get you no where. Speak up! And more than likely, they'll be happy you're having a conversation and now you've made another new friend. :) Go you.
Don't be afraid to say what you think and defend your values. People will respect you if you do.
Don't just say it, BE it. Be that testimony that you hold so dear to your heart.
A hug is seriously under rated in this world. Everyone needs a hug at some point.
Songs I'm obsessed with right now: Meet Virginia, Train. Springsteen, Eric Church. Sweeter, Gavin Degraw. Reasons Unknown, The Killers. I love hearing songs that you instantly associate with the funnest moments in your life, and your favorite people.
Getting missionary letters in the mail is like putting on a jacket and finding a twenty in the pocket. You wanna have a five second celebration, gasp, maybe jump up and down, and savor it. I LOVE getting letters from them. It makes me so happy! The rest of the day!!
I apologize for the unorganized entry this week, and I'm currently looking into buying a digital camera so that I can upload some more pictures! You're great. You're all just great! I feel your love from here!
toodles,
Hay
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
Who's ya Nanny?!
This is now my fifth week as a new member of the Hunt family. And honestly... I'm loving it more and more each day! :) You know those moments that moms talk about where they've had a crazy and stressful day with the kids and they wanna string 'em up by their toes... and then they say or do the sweetest thing that makes them love being a mom? Ya. Kay. This happens to me! I have exact nanny moments like this!
Example A:
Thomas (turned 10 months on Tues!) will scream his head off whenever I change his diaper, but then when I pick him up from the changing table, he'll bury his little head under my neck and lay there for a few moments-just silent and happy to be in my arms again.
And when he's concentrating on some toy he's playing with, he makes this gurgly/growly sound in the back of his throat and it always makes me laugh. I call him my dragon baby.
Example B:
I made cookies with Tobin and Sophie tonight before bed. I love cookies so much, and I thought it would be fun for the kiddos. But as we start putting the ingredients in, the competition begins. EVERYTHING with those two is a competition. Who gets to pour in what, who got the most, whose is the biggest, who had the last say, yada yada yada.It gets extremely annoying and exhausting to deal with! Especially at night before bed! But just when I'm totally regretting this and making a mental note to never let them help again, Sophie says how I'm such a fun nanny and I get an A+ haha.
None of these things mean much to anyone else, but they mean a lot to me. And when I'm home with these monkeys all day long, I really do love taking care of them and hearing their silly conversations and conclusions on life. They seriously crack me up, and it's hard not to laugh at some of the things they say. Like they were asking me last night if the devil is an animal hahaha. And they were asking in all seriousness too. Maybe it's not that funny. haha. You had to be there.
Today was definitely one of those days where I felt like a super nanny. I got so much done, it was awesome!
As for my singles ward, the second sunday was an improvement. I met two girls that are going to FIDM and they seem way awesome and sweet. Their names are Olivia and Kortni. I feel like we'll get along really well.
Then after church Sunday, I was walking out to my car when two guys in the parking lot, named Steve and David, asked if I was new and wanted to know if I'd like to come to their place to eat dinner before the CES fireside with Elder Holland. I thought, eh why not? One was the elders quorum president and the other one was the first counselor and I didn't get any creeper vibes so I went.
Long story short: it was a total grilling and interrogation session. If it's happened to you, you know what I mean. This is probably the third or fourth time that this has happened to me, and the signs are always the same! I should've known better by now!
The entire time since I got in the car, until we went back to the church for the fireside, they were asking me questions off their mental 'future companion' check lists. Questions like, so.. are you dating anyone? When was the last boyfriend you had? Are you waiting for anyone? What about those friends in Mexico you were talking about? All my brothers are married.. ya know.. in case you like what you see and you thought there might be more. What do you want out of this singles ward? How old are you? How old do you wanna be when you get married? Why did you break up with your last boyfriend? ----ALL of these questions were asked of me, and more. What the heck, you marriage crazed leeches??!! GO AWAY.
These types of guys are always in their late twenties, feelin the pressure, and always the first ones you meet. Without fail.
But I did remember this rule of thumb about the first guys you meet in singles wards, so I was somewhat prepared for the little dinner fling to flop.
But once he found out I was 19, he sort of backed off with the questions about my potential future as his wife, which I was relieved about.
There's nothing wrong with 19 and getting married then. But he was 28, sick of putting time into relationships, wanted to skip all the 'get to know you' time and clearly thought I was older. Sorry chum. Not interested in guys like you. Never have been. Never will be. Have a nice life.
He pretty much ditched me at the devotional once we got there. I think my age really tripped him up haha. goooooood.
Now if someone could bring in the ones worth actually talking to, please. And thank you.
Once that happens, then we'll surely be in business ladies and gentleman! There's nothin else I could possibly want at this point. So bring it on.
As for online school, it's not that hard. Especially the classes I'm taking. The biggest problem is finding a fetching proctoring service in L.A. and getting everything set up before my first exam next saturday... blah. I had to fax these people, then they have to fax me, and I have to fax weber state who has to fax them. ya ya, stupid! It's the hardest part, I'm tellin' ya.
But all is well in my part of town, and it's really starting to feel like my life instead of some random life I'm pretending to live.
Do I make sense? I don't know.
Here's to week 3 in Beverly Hills and week 5 as a nanny. :)
wahoo!
Much love,
Halee
Example A:
Thomas (turned 10 months on Tues!) will scream his head off whenever I change his diaper, but then when I pick him up from the changing table, he'll bury his little head under my neck and lay there for a few moments-just silent and happy to be in my arms again.
And when he's concentrating on some toy he's playing with, he makes this gurgly/growly sound in the back of his throat and it always makes me laugh. I call him my dragon baby.
Example B:
I made cookies with Tobin and Sophie tonight before bed. I love cookies so much, and I thought it would be fun for the kiddos. But as we start putting the ingredients in, the competition begins. EVERYTHING with those two is a competition. Who gets to pour in what, who got the most, whose is the biggest, who had the last say, yada yada yada.It gets extremely annoying and exhausting to deal with! Especially at night before bed! But just when I'm totally regretting this and making a mental note to never let them help again, Sophie says how I'm such a fun nanny and I get an A+ haha.
None of these things mean much to anyone else, but they mean a lot to me. And when I'm home with these monkeys all day long, I really do love taking care of them and hearing their silly conversations and conclusions on life. They seriously crack me up, and it's hard not to laugh at some of the things they say. Like they were asking me last night if the devil is an animal hahaha. And they were asking in all seriousness too. Maybe it's not that funny. haha. You had to be there.
Today was definitely one of those days where I felt like a super nanny. I got so much done, it was awesome!
As for my singles ward, the second sunday was an improvement. I met two girls that are going to FIDM and they seem way awesome and sweet. Their names are Olivia and Kortni. I feel like we'll get along really well.
Then after church Sunday, I was walking out to my car when two guys in the parking lot, named Steve and David, asked if I was new and wanted to know if I'd like to come to their place to eat dinner before the CES fireside with Elder Holland. I thought, eh why not? One was the elders quorum president and the other one was the first counselor and I didn't get any creeper vibes so I went.
Long story short: it was a total grilling and interrogation session. If it's happened to you, you know what I mean. This is probably the third or fourth time that this has happened to me, and the signs are always the same! I should've known better by now!
The entire time since I got in the car, until we went back to the church for the fireside, they were asking me questions off their mental 'future companion' check lists. Questions like, so.. are you dating anyone? When was the last boyfriend you had? Are you waiting for anyone? What about those friends in Mexico you were talking about? All my brothers are married.. ya know.. in case you like what you see and you thought there might be more. What do you want out of this singles ward? How old are you? How old do you wanna be when you get married? Why did you break up with your last boyfriend? ----ALL of these questions were asked of me, and more. What the heck, you marriage crazed leeches??!! GO AWAY.
These types of guys are always in their late twenties, feelin the pressure, and always the first ones you meet. Without fail.
But I did remember this rule of thumb about the first guys you meet in singles wards, so I was somewhat prepared for the little dinner fling to flop.
But once he found out I was 19, he sort of backed off with the questions about my potential future as his wife, which I was relieved about.
There's nothing wrong with 19 and getting married then. But he was 28, sick of putting time into relationships, wanted to skip all the 'get to know you' time and clearly thought I was older. Sorry chum. Not interested in guys like you. Never have been. Never will be. Have a nice life.
He pretty much ditched me at the devotional once we got there. I think my age really tripped him up haha. goooooood.
Now if someone could bring in the ones worth actually talking to, please. And thank you.
Once that happens, then we'll surely be in business ladies and gentleman! There's nothin else I could possibly want at this point. So bring it on.
As for online school, it's not that hard. Especially the classes I'm taking. The biggest problem is finding a fetching proctoring service in L.A. and getting everything set up before my first exam next saturday... blah. I had to fax these people, then they have to fax me, and I have to fax weber state who has to fax them. ya ya, stupid! It's the hardest part, I'm tellin' ya.
But all is well in my part of town, and it's really starting to feel like my life instead of some random life I'm pretending to live.
Do I make sense? I don't know.
Here's to week 3 in Beverly Hills and week 5 as a nanny. :)
wahoo!
Much love,
Halee
Wednesday, September 5, 2012
Mom Practice
So it's decided that I'll probably only have time to post in here once a week. I'll try to make it Wed or Thurs of each week so my family doesn't get frustrated... haha.
The first week went well I feel.
Only a few bumps in the road, and we're still in business ya'll.
As I said in the last post.. the roads are bizarre. Seriously, if you saw my route to take Sophie to school each morning, you'd gasp. Out loud.
Once I buy another digital camera, I'll take pictures.You'll be amazed.
And then I'll try to snap pictures of the insanely nice cars that fly by all the time and everywhere. They're so nice!! You can tell I'm such a Beverly Hills rookie when I stop and stare at cars driving past. And it happens a lot.
We're talkin' mustangs, porsches, astin martin (or however you spell that), lambourgini(again with the spelling), viper, camero, BMW, jag, audi, THE WORKS. And it rocks my world. I'm a girl that can appreciate an amazing piece of work when I see one. And by appreciate, I mean drool over. In fact, all this weekend they had some filming event for Porsche on the corner of our street.
My first initial reaction: saweet!!!
Reality: No parking anywhere near our house, and security everywhere. And I didn't see one Porsche. The heck? Invite the ginger down the street guys!
When they film movies up here it's not cool. It's just an oober pain to deal with since the roads are insanely windy and it's a tight fit without three cars trying to pass each other on a 15 ft. wide road anyway.
I guess they film movies on our street a lot. It's cool in theory I guess. But there's no chance of seeing anything ever.
Maybe I'll make friends with one of the grumpy and expressionless security guards and he'll introduce me to.. i dono... Chris Pine? Holy smokes. I'd DIE.
As far as the single ward up here? meh. It's fine as far as singles wards go in the summer time anywhere in Utah. Not many there and the ones that are, are pretty set in their ways and have been there since four bishops ago. Know what I'm sayin?
And maybe picking Labor Day weekend for my first week in that ward was asking a lot. Quite a few were out of town. Plus none of the universities around here start until the end of September/early October. I was surprised to hear that, but whatever. It's the same season year-round so they can do what they want, right? haha.
I'm still mentally preparing for the cold to set in any day now. And it won't! Heh heh.
Some of you were asking what my days consisted of, so I'll give you an average day.
I wake up at 6:45 and MAKE myself walk out of my room and into the kitchen so that I look eager and ready to work at 7. And let me tell you friends. That is probably the hardest part for me.
I help get Sophie and Tobin's lunches ready for school and help make sure they have their homework and are dressed, ate breakfast, brushed their hair, yada yada. Or else I'll feed Thomas his breakfast and unload/load the dishwasher. Pretty much whatever Amanda wants me to help her out with that morning.
Then Chapin drives Sophie to school on his morning route to work, and Amanda takes Tobin to school and either helps out at his school, gets groceries, goes to some appointment, or does a workout, or a mix of a few of those, and all the while I'm feeding Thomas his breakfast, and helping him stay enthralled with some toy in the living room or outside.
Then I put Thomas down for his first nap at 9, and I run around like crazy picking up toys from the night before, cleaning the kitchen, doing laundry, ironing, homework, work-out, shower,-pretty much as much as I can fit into a 45 min-1 1/2 hr time slot.
Then I feed Thomas a bottle, change him into an outfit, and play with him until Amanda comes home or until I feed him lunch.
Then Amanda usually gives me a three hour break when she gets home (she's awesome) and I can finish whatever I didn't get done while Thomas was sleeping, or take a nap or check the book. Whatever I fancy.
Then one of us will pick up Tobin from preschool, then Sophie from school, then it totally depends from there. Sometimes they have piano, after school programs, swimming, a play date, ya know whatever's goin on.
Then have them do homework, shower, jammies, Amanda's an amazing cook so she usually makes a great dinner that we all sit together and eat, then bedtime for everyone. Pretty much by 7 or 7 30.
So then the rest of the evening is mine! To usually drown in a bunch of online college homework! But hey, I'm so happy I get so much free-time.
Then I get Saturdays and Sundays off, so that's suuuuper great.
I usually have all my crazy experiences/adventures on the weekends.
Except today, I swear I saw Sandra Bullock pull out of this one private school parking lot. And me and Amanda discussed it and debated it a long time and decided it couldn't have been her... bummer.
Wanna know some things I've learned about L.A.?
-there are a bunch of hippies here that know all about organic and soaking grains and raw milk/honey, and all the random health stuff I love to do. I told one girl that I don't really like to eat meat. Usually only fish. And she said, Oh you're pescitarian? And I was truly shocked she actually knew the technical name for it. Her response? Ya well, welcome to L.A.
-Not as humid as I thought. It's quite nice actually. It's like lotion in the air. I got sunburned while at the Bellair Bay Club on a beach with the family monday (insanely posh and fabulous), and I haven't even peeled because of all the moisture in the air. Cross your fingers!!
-Drivers aren't as crazy as I thought, but the roads are horrid.
-California drivers go bonkers when it rains tho. Their brains fall out or somethin and they don't remember how to drive. They would NOT survive winters in Utah. Just sayin.
-Parallel parking is... everywhere. oy.
-one way roads!
-workers for everything. (not necessarily at our house though)from nannies, to gardeners, to chefs, maids, window cleaners, people to wash your car (seriously!), piano teachers, personal skateboard lessons, valet parking(I haven't had to do that yet. I don't know how that goes down. Do I pay him? before? after? I just hand him the BMW keys??? idk. sketchy.), you name it-they have it!
-alarm systems. more of a nuisance than anything. So much louder than fire alarms and so touchy! my goodness! And in Beverly Hills and Bellair they have full-on patrol officers just for beverly hills and bellair security. So if you don't call and say you set it off on accident, they come full force. ay cha cha!
-weird street lights.
-no one smiles. and if you smile at them, they smile back but give you a look like, "do I know you or somethin?"
This is a crazy adventure and I'm trying to soak it all in! It's late and I have to get up early...
I'll update soon!
Xo
The first week went well I feel.
Only a few bumps in the road, and we're still in business ya'll.
As I said in the last post.. the roads are bizarre. Seriously, if you saw my route to take Sophie to school each morning, you'd gasp. Out loud.
Once I buy another digital camera, I'll take pictures.You'll be amazed.
And then I'll try to snap pictures of the insanely nice cars that fly by all the time and everywhere. They're so nice!! You can tell I'm such a Beverly Hills rookie when I stop and stare at cars driving past. And it happens a lot.
We're talkin' mustangs, porsches, astin martin (or however you spell that), lambourgini(again with the spelling), viper, camero, BMW, jag, audi, THE WORKS. And it rocks my world. I'm a girl that can appreciate an amazing piece of work when I see one. And by appreciate, I mean drool over. In fact, all this weekend they had some filming event for Porsche on the corner of our street.
My first initial reaction: saweet!!!
Reality: No parking anywhere near our house, and security everywhere. And I didn't see one Porsche. The heck? Invite the ginger down the street guys!
When they film movies up here it's not cool. It's just an oober pain to deal with since the roads are insanely windy and it's a tight fit without three cars trying to pass each other on a 15 ft. wide road anyway.
I guess they film movies on our street a lot. It's cool in theory I guess. But there's no chance of seeing anything ever.
Maybe I'll make friends with one of the grumpy and expressionless security guards and he'll introduce me to.. i dono... Chris Pine? Holy smokes. I'd DIE.
As far as the single ward up here? meh. It's fine as far as singles wards go in the summer time anywhere in Utah. Not many there and the ones that are, are pretty set in their ways and have been there since four bishops ago. Know what I'm sayin?
And maybe picking Labor Day weekend for my first week in that ward was asking a lot. Quite a few were out of town. Plus none of the universities around here start until the end of September/early October. I was surprised to hear that, but whatever. It's the same season year-round so they can do what they want, right? haha.
I'm still mentally preparing for the cold to set in any day now. And it won't! Heh heh.
Some of you were asking what my days consisted of, so I'll give you an average day.
I wake up at 6:45 and MAKE myself walk out of my room and into the kitchen so that I look eager and ready to work at 7. And let me tell you friends. That is probably the hardest part for me.
I help get Sophie and Tobin's lunches ready for school and help make sure they have their homework and are dressed, ate breakfast, brushed their hair, yada yada. Or else I'll feed Thomas his breakfast and unload/load the dishwasher. Pretty much whatever Amanda wants me to help her out with that morning.
Then Chapin drives Sophie to school on his morning route to work, and Amanda takes Tobin to school and either helps out at his school, gets groceries, goes to some appointment, or does a workout, or a mix of a few of those, and all the while I'm feeding Thomas his breakfast, and helping him stay enthralled with some toy in the living room or outside.
Then I put Thomas down for his first nap at 9, and I run around like crazy picking up toys from the night before, cleaning the kitchen, doing laundry, ironing, homework, work-out, shower,-pretty much as much as I can fit into a 45 min-1 1/2 hr time slot.
Then I feed Thomas a bottle, change him into an outfit, and play with him until Amanda comes home or until I feed him lunch.
Then Amanda usually gives me a three hour break when she gets home (she's awesome) and I can finish whatever I didn't get done while Thomas was sleeping, or take a nap or check the book. Whatever I fancy.
Then one of us will pick up Tobin from preschool, then Sophie from school, then it totally depends from there. Sometimes they have piano, after school programs, swimming, a play date, ya know whatever's goin on.
Then have them do homework, shower, jammies, Amanda's an amazing cook so she usually makes a great dinner that we all sit together and eat, then bedtime for everyone. Pretty much by 7 or 7 30.
So then the rest of the evening is mine! To usually drown in a bunch of online college homework! But hey, I'm so happy I get so much free-time.
Then I get Saturdays and Sundays off, so that's suuuuper great.
I usually have all my crazy experiences/adventures on the weekends.
Except today, I swear I saw Sandra Bullock pull out of this one private school parking lot. And me and Amanda discussed it and debated it a long time and decided it couldn't have been her... bummer.
Wanna know some things I've learned about L.A.?
-there are a bunch of hippies here that know all about organic and soaking grains and raw milk/honey, and all the random health stuff I love to do. I told one girl that I don't really like to eat meat. Usually only fish. And she said, Oh you're pescitarian? And I was truly shocked she actually knew the technical name for it. Her response? Ya well, welcome to L.A.
-Not as humid as I thought. It's quite nice actually. It's like lotion in the air. I got sunburned while at the Bellair Bay Club on a beach with the family monday (insanely posh and fabulous), and I haven't even peeled because of all the moisture in the air. Cross your fingers!!
-Drivers aren't as crazy as I thought, but the roads are horrid.
-California drivers go bonkers when it rains tho. Their brains fall out or somethin and they don't remember how to drive. They would NOT survive winters in Utah. Just sayin.
-Parallel parking is... everywhere. oy.
-one way roads!
-workers for everything. (not necessarily at our house though)from nannies, to gardeners, to chefs, maids, window cleaners, people to wash your car (seriously!), piano teachers, personal skateboard lessons, valet parking(I haven't had to do that yet. I don't know how that goes down. Do I pay him? before? after? I just hand him the BMW keys??? idk. sketchy.), you name it-they have it!
-alarm systems. more of a nuisance than anything. So much louder than fire alarms and so touchy! my goodness! And in Beverly Hills and Bellair they have full-on patrol officers just for beverly hills and bellair security. So if you don't call and say you set it off on accident, they come full force. ay cha cha!
-weird street lights.
-no one smiles. and if you smile at them, they smile back but give you a look like, "do I know you or somethin?"
This is a crazy adventure and I'm trying to soak it all in! It's late and I have to get up early...
I'll update soon!
Xo
Friday, August 31, 2012
Walkin on Sunshine
My first week here has been absolutely great. I'm really starting to get the hang of things and the pace of L.A. life. I still catch myself wondering if this is really happening and if I really decided to do this haha. I love that I already spent those first two weeks with the family in Tahoe and so now, I can focus on learning how to drive here, how they want things done, and what an average day for them is like.
I'm super busy so I'm gonna have to make this shorter than usual.
All of the kids are really cute and climbing all over me, begging me to play just one more game of tag before dinner. We went to the L.A. zoo and I loved it.
Kids are still kids though, and I have had to lay down the rules and get after them, but if that's them at their worst then this job can't be too rough.
I've had to somehow figure out how to fit online college into this and the mom is really great at making sure I have everything I need and plenty of time for homework.
The car they're letting me drive around is a black dodge durango and it's so sweet. I absolutely love it and it drives like a dream.
I drove around for the first time on Wednesday and that was def somethin else! The roads here are so so tiny and everything is right up next to everything else on the road. Driving to my house is like winding up on the backroads of Brazil or something. Except instead a little shacks everywhere, it's gigantic mansions and then smaller but nice houses. Even the smaller ones are really nice and I'm sure it costs an arm and a leg to live in one.
It just blows my mind that there are such insanely nice houses here, but no one thinks it's important to fix these impossibly complicated roads. Oy.
Along with the cell phone service up here. It's ghastly. I hardly ever get service and it's so annoying. I have my own landline so that's nice, but my cell phone recently had some kind of stroke and threw out all of my contacts...
I took it to a T-mobile store today (which was SO hard to find, then get to) and they said there's nothing they can do about it. So that's awesome... Are ya Freakin KIDDING ME??
So. Please text me with ur name. I would greatly appreciate it.
But while I was waiting to cross and get back to my car on the intersection at Beverly Dr and Rodeo Dr, Courtney Kardashian drove by in her white BMW convertible with cameramen in the backseat and everything! I did a double-take and everyone else acted like it was no big deal. I'm guessing they must see camera men a lot around here. weird.
I'm excited to go to my singles ward this sunday and get involved :) I would really love to do something with locals up here that know where to go and what's a good time.
Until then- that's all folks!
I'm super busy so I'm gonna have to make this shorter than usual.
All of the kids are really cute and climbing all over me, begging me to play just one more game of tag before dinner. We went to the L.A. zoo and I loved it.
Kids are still kids though, and I have had to lay down the rules and get after them, but if that's them at their worst then this job can't be too rough.
I've had to somehow figure out how to fit online college into this and the mom is really great at making sure I have everything I need and plenty of time for homework.
The car they're letting me drive around is a black dodge durango and it's so sweet. I absolutely love it and it drives like a dream.
I drove around for the first time on Wednesday and that was def somethin else! The roads here are so so tiny and everything is right up next to everything else on the road. Driving to my house is like winding up on the backroads of Brazil or something. Except instead a little shacks everywhere, it's gigantic mansions and then smaller but nice houses. Even the smaller ones are really nice and I'm sure it costs an arm and a leg to live in one.
It just blows my mind that there are such insanely nice houses here, but no one thinks it's important to fix these impossibly complicated roads. Oy.
Along with the cell phone service up here. It's ghastly. I hardly ever get service and it's so annoying. I have my own landline so that's nice, but my cell phone recently had some kind of stroke and threw out all of my contacts...
I took it to a T-mobile store today (which was SO hard to find, then get to) and they said there's nothing they can do about it. So that's awesome... Are ya Freakin KIDDING ME??
So. Please text me with ur name. I would greatly appreciate it.
But while I was waiting to cross and get back to my car on the intersection at Beverly Dr and Rodeo Dr, Courtney Kardashian drove by in her white BMW convertible with cameramen in the backseat and everything! I did a double-take and everyone else acted like it was no big deal. I'm guessing they must see camera men a lot around here. weird.
I'm excited to go to my singles ward this sunday and get involved :) I would really love to do something with locals up here that know where to go and what's a good time.
Until then- that's all folks!
Friday, August 24, 2012
Call me Tahoe Girl
Hello all who still read this blog! I can't believe I've already been to Lake Tahoe with the Hunt family and am now back in Utah until the 28th of August.
Time has definitely flown by the last two weeks!
But my, my, my, how I love this family and the whole nanny experience so far.
To start off, I had to prepare myself to fly on a plane. I had never flown before!
("Whaaaaaa..?")<--I mostly get this reaction when I say that. Crazy. I know okay?!
But it wasn't even tricky. I thought that deciphering which terminal and gate and time and all that jazz would be hard to get the hang of but it was perfectly understandable. Easier than taking the UTA bus the first time in college. (The bus driver yelled at me for entering through the wrong door, and I kept asking about the route... needless to say, we became bossom buddies).
I didn't tell Amanda I had never flown before because I didn't want to worry her. She had me meet her outside of the airport at the curb where she picked me up with her told oldest, Sophie, 7, and Tobin, 5.
We drove 45 minutes to Tahoe City where I then met Thomas, 9 mo., and Chapin. They immediately treated me like family and insisted I make myself at home. The kids are so sweet and Sophie made a 'Welcome Halee' sign on the door of their condo. So cute!
Soph and Tobin remind me so much of my two oldest niece and nephew Alynne and Sage. It was easy for me to quickly connect with them because of that, and I was so grateful!
It took about a week for Thomas to warm up to me and get used to seeing my face all the time. And once he warmed up, it made my job so much easier! haha.
He's the most smiley baby and the cutest little thing around. I'm so glad we're buds now. I just hope he remembers me until the 28th! :/
The first three days working for them, the family started getting this weird stomach/achey sickness going from person to person. They each took turns getting sick, but I did my very best with everything that I had so that I stayed away from getting it! And I succeeded! It was sad seeing them all sick those first few days though and it was rough trying to understand how things normally work in the family and everything but soon enough, everyone was well again and we began our Tahoe adventures!
They were really sweet to make sure that while they were sick, I still got a chance to get out of the house and get some fresh air. I get evenings off, so one of those evenings Amanda gave me spending money and the car to go into Tahoe City and explore the shops and anything the town had to offer.
Of course I loved it, and went from boutique to shop all along the street.
I'm such a people person though, that I quickly realized that everything is more fun when you have someone to do it with.
The first few days I called a lot of friends and family members just to have someone to chat with while I explored haha.
But once the family got better, I went on all of the family outings and get-togethers. One, because it was a great bonding opportunity with the entire family. And two, because I loved having something to do with people I enjoy being with!
Amanda is really great about all of us pitching in and making sure that the load is even for everyone. She's not the type of mom that leaves me with the kids all day while she goes to yoga and pottery classes in the mountains.
She just wants the very best for all of her kids and wants to make sure she's giving her children every learning opportunity and growing experience just like any other great mom out there.
She frequently asks how I'm doing and if there's anything I want or need throughout the day. She'd make sure I had breaks and never wanted me to feel stressed or overburdened. And if she thought I was, she immediately would step in. And most of the time, I was just gettin warmed up! haha. So basically she's such a great person, and I can already tell that we're soon going to be the best of friends. We get along so well. She's just one of those people that are so easy to talk with, I love it.
The dad, Chapin, is such a great guy as well. I have a lot of respect for him as a dad and a business man. He works so hard for his family and genuinely tries to be the best dad he can be for his kids. It's so sweet watching him interact with each one. He helps out with the kids just as much as any dad I've seen and it's impressive how much he steps in to help. He's a social guy with a great sense of humor and witt about him. We get along great.
We went on a hike up to this long-gone volcano up a trail in Tahoe. It was so pretty and I couldn't help but want to belt out 'The Hills are alive, with the sound of music!!!!!!' the entire way up. I was totally feeling the Van trap vibes.
I got some cool pictures of the hike and I was so happy to be there and experience that with the family.
Then one of the days, we woke up and took the boat to the Nevada side of the lake and spent the day there anchored next to the shore, with lunch on the boat, and then swimming in the sparkly clear water all the way to the white mermaid rocks where we'd lay and try to warm back up from the ice cold water! This was seriously one of my favorite parts of the trip and one that I looked forward to the most.
We were sort of anchored next to a nude beach though, so that was kind of odd. We were pretty far from the shore though, so I just steered clear of looking too closely! haha. Ah that really was so surreal.
Then the last night before I left Tahoe to come to Utah for four days, the family drove the boat to a really nice restaurant along one of the shores of Lake Tahoe. We attached the boat to a post and a chauffer came with a little motor boat, picked us up, and drove us to the dock of the restaurant. There were tables all along the pier out to the water. We got a table outside on the dock, and the view was spectacular. Our waiter was super handsome, and the food was so great. I ordered avocado crab salad, and got lemon cake for dessert! Truly was such a great meal. And with the sunset on the boat ride home, it was almost magical.
I loved Lake Tahoe and I was so privileged to be the lucky girl to experience it all with this sweet family! I really feel loved by them and I know that we're a great match for each other. Just talking to Amanda about L.A. and everything that's in store there... I can hardly wait to be back! I'll take a little memory of Tahoe with me and treasure it forever.
Now it's time for the real Beverly Hills adventure to begin!
If I loved this experience so much, I can't even imagine how much I'll love Beverly Hills.
Thanks so much to everyone who has expressed their love and support for me in this! I know this is what I'm supposed to do at this time in my life, and I'm absolutely loving it.
Much love,
yours truly
Time has definitely flown by the last two weeks!
But my, my, my, how I love this family and the whole nanny experience so far.
To start off, I had to prepare myself to fly on a plane. I had never flown before!
("Whaaaaaa..?")<--I mostly get this reaction when I say that. Crazy. I know okay?!
But it wasn't even tricky. I thought that deciphering which terminal and gate and time and all that jazz would be hard to get the hang of but it was perfectly understandable. Easier than taking the UTA bus the first time in college. (The bus driver yelled at me for entering through the wrong door, and I kept asking about the route... needless to say, we became bossom buddies).
I didn't tell Amanda I had never flown before because I didn't want to worry her. She had me meet her outside of the airport at the curb where she picked me up with her told oldest, Sophie, 7, and Tobin, 5.
We drove 45 minutes to Tahoe City where I then met Thomas, 9 mo., and Chapin. They immediately treated me like family and insisted I make myself at home. The kids are so sweet and Sophie made a 'Welcome Halee' sign on the door of their condo. So cute!
Soph and Tobin remind me so much of my two oldest niece and nephew Alynne and Sage. It was easy for me to quickly connect with them because of that, and I was so grateful!
It took about a week for Thomas to warm up to me and get used to seeing my face all the time. And once he warmed up, it made my job so much easier! haha.
He's the most smiley baby and the cutest little thing around. I'm so glad we're buds now. I just hope he remembers me until the 28th! :/
The first three days working for them, the family started getting this weird stomach/achey sickness going from person to person. They each took turns getting sick, but I did my very best with everything that I had so that I stayed away from getting it! And I succeeded! It was sad seeing them all sick those first few days though and it was rough trying to understand how things normally work in the family and everything but soon enough, everyone was well again and we began our Tahoe adventures!
They were really sweet to make sure that while they were sick, I still got a chance to get out of the house and get some fresh air. I get evenings off, so one of those evenings Amanda gave me spending money and the car to go into Tahoe City and explore the shops and anything the town had to offer.
Of course I loved it, and went from boutique to shop all along the street.
I'm such a people person though, that I quickly realized that everything is more fun when you have someone to do it with.
The first few days I called a lot of friends and family members just to have someone to chat with while I explored haha.
But once the family got better, I went on all of the family outings and get-togethers. One, because it was a great bonding opportunity with the entire family. And two, because I loved having something to do with people I enjoy being with!
Amanda is really great about all of us pitching in and making sure that the load is even for everyone. She's not the type of mom that leaves me with the kids all day while she goes to yoga and pottery classes in the mountains.
She just wants the very best for all of her kids and wants to make sure she's giving her children every learning opportunity and growing experience just like any other great mom out there.
She frequently asks how I'm doing and if there's anything I want or need throughout the day. She'd make sure I had breaks and never wanted me to feel stressed or overburdened. And if she thought I was, she immediately would step in. And most of the time, I was just gettin warmed up! haha. So basically she's such a great person, and I can already tell that we're soon going to be the best of friends. We get along so well. She's just one of those people that are so easy to talk with, I love it.
The dad, Chapin, is such a great guy as well. I have a lot of respect for him as a dad and a business man. He works so hard for his family and genuinely tries to be the best dad he can be for his kids. It's so sweet watching him interact with each one. He helps out with the kids just as much as any dad I've seen and it's impressive how much he steps in to help. He's a social guy with a great sense of humor and witt about him. We get along great.
We went on a hike up to this long-gone volcano up a trail in Tahoe. It was so pretty and I couldn't help but want to belt out 'The Hills are alive, with the sound of music!!!!!!' the entire way up. I was totally feeling the Van trap vibes.
I got some cool pictures of the hike and I was so happy to be there and experience that with the family.
Then one of the days, we woke up and took the boat to the Nevada side of the lake and spent the day there anchored next to the shore, with lunch on the boat, and then swimming in the sparkly clear water all the way to the white mermaid rocks where we'd lay and try to warm back up from the ice cold water! This was seriously one of my favorite parts of the trip and one that I looked forward to the most.
We were sort of anchored next to a nude beach though, so that was kind of odd. We were pretty far from the shore though, so I just steered clear of looking too closely! haha. Ah that really was so surreal.
I loved Lake Tahoe and I was so privileged to be the lucky girl to experience it all with this sweet family! I really feel loved by them and I know that we're a great match for each other. Just talking to Amanda about L.A. and everything that's in store there... I can hardly wait to be back! I'll take a little memory of Tahoe with me and treasure it forever.
Now it's time for the real Beverly Hills adventure to begin!
If I loved this experience so much, I can't even imagine how much I'll love Beverly Hills.
Thanks so much to everyone who has expressed their love and support for me in this! I know this is what I'm supposed to do at this time in my life, and I'm absolutely loving it.
Much love,
yours truly
Monday, August 13, 2012
Drum Roll Please...
Guess what tomorrow is everyone????????
I fly out to Reno, Nevada and officially start my new job as nanny of the Hunt family!!
I can't even believe it's here. It's actually happening. aaahhhhh! CRAZY.
It's funny because I almost feel like I'm leaving to go serve a mission or something. Having to say goodbye to friends and family has been weird. But it's not nearly as hard because I'll definitely be coming home at least four times while I'm away for a year. So it's actually nothing like serving a mission...
just the leaving part. haha.
My flight leaves at 11:22 am, so I have to leave my house at 9 am. I talked to Amanda (the mom) and she along with the big kids (Sophie and Tobin) are meeting me at the airport and taking me to their condo in Lake Tahoe.
It's kinda weird because I fly out at 11:22 and arrive at 11:53, but the flight is actually an hour and a half long. Ya I know.
Kinda threw me off for a minute or two. I was like, hey mom!.. They MESSED up or somethin!!
And then I remembered the time difference.
I'm happy to say that I somehow managed to get completely packed yesterday morning. And not only for the ten day trip to Tahoe either. I fit everything I want to take for a year into a huge suitcase (so cute too! blue with green peacock feathers up the front of it), one carry-on, and a very large purse. My mother even doubted me. ha HA!
And, I bought a swimsuit the other day at limericki.com. Very cute and soo perfect!
I almost bought this laptop off the shopNBC network. Had it all ordered and everything with my new credit card I just got! But my computer genius brother came home from work, scolded me, and told me to cancel the order and he could find me a much better deal. boo.
I'm just the type of person that decides things in an instant and just does them. Once I've figured out what I want, and then come across it, I go for it! So I was bugged that I let my brother convince me to call them again and cancel... but he's the smartest with computers. So I GUESS it's fine. I just hate mulling over purchases. Just research it once, know what you want, find it, buy it.
Buuuut anyway. Moving on.
I went to Pineview with my friends on saturday and it was like a flashback to the past. It felt just like times in high school. I swear we go from store to parking lot, to store, to fastfood place, and then finally decide whose house to go to. That was the routine after everything we all decided to do in high school! The only difference is that there were a lot more cars then. Our friend group went from at least twenty people every time, to now five or six people. We're all going our separate ways with missions, weddings, and college. It's pretty bittersweet when we get together now. Things are definitely changing and we all know they'll never be the same again.
Last summer we were all freaking out about going away to different colleges and thinking that we'd never see each other again. I remember the last night of summer before the first portion of our friends went to college. We all did nothing but stood around and laughed and teased each other until someone had the idea to go to Denny's at one in the morning. So all seven cars followed each other down to Denny's and we sat down at a long table and laughed and joked the entire time. The waitress would've hated us if all of the boys hadn't flirted with her so much haha. Then when the meal was over and we filed outside, it was time to say goodbye. We all thought it was the end of fun and random moments like this! We were a big group but we were so tight knit. The boys always outnumbered the girls about 13 to 4 and we loved it that way. The girls cried and so did the boys! Silly to think about now. We didn't want it to change but we knew it had to! What's funny is how we weren't sure if we'd have that much fun ever again. And what's even crazier is realizing that it was only the beginning.
It's so much fun to write to all of my friends on missions and see them grow into such great young men with such strong testimonies of what it's all about and who they really are. With Dustin in India, Ryan in Boston, Bryson in Texas, Bryce in Long Beach (soon Argentina), Mitch in Argentina, Jace in Atlanta, Jon in Toronto, Taylor in Korea, Josh in the Philippines, Seth in Guatemala, Collin in Chicago, and soon Alex in Guatemala, Keaton in Oregon, Steve in Rio Dejanero, Tommy in Mexico and Tommy Saf in Toronto! I love that we're all embarking on different but equally as great adventures. Emily's going to be the greatest speech therapist major and Utah State, Kim is falling in love and can only hear wedding bells in the distance ;), and Kensie is leaving to Spain for BYU Study Abroad shortly after I fly out to Reno!
See what I mean? Only the beginning!
I've always believed that there is something to be said for a good friend in this world.
As for my family, they're everything to me.
My sisters are the greatest examples of strong women in the gospel with drive and compassion in everything they do. My brothers are simply geniuses and I go to them with way too many questions about technology and college crap. haha. My in-laws are all the perfect matches for each sibling and I love having them in the family.
My parents, my parents, gotta thank them of course! My dad is a great example of a good provider and knows how to fix anything. I still think he's amazing at piano even though he'll never agree! Even though my mom doesn't even know how to look up this blog, I'll thank her anyway. She's a beautiful and lovely person who always wants to help those around her. She's who I strive to be and the perfect example of strength and faith in the Lord even when the going gets rough.
My nieces and nephews are the cutest little things you ever did see. With chubby cheeks, squeaky voices, and the most HILARIOUS comments about life and why we end up doing things the way that we do them.
Heather's kids came over to my mom's house Thursday and I always have so much fun. I have the cutest pictures of them sitting on the front porch with my brother Truman, eating ice cream sandwiches. Like I said, adorable right? My other niece and nephew that aren't in the picture are just as cute too!
I'm gonna try to post pictures of friends and family so you get an even better glimpse of how I've been so blessed to grow up in this environment and with these great people!
I didn't intend for this post to be one big thank you speech, but hey. They all need to know how much I love them!
The more things change, the more they stay the same. Ya know?
Here's to growing older and realizing how good you really have it. We all have challenges we're dealing with, so why not appreciate what you have now and stop looking to the future or dwelling in the past? Those are my thoughts for the day!
Until August 24th when I'm back from Tahoe.. A bientot!
I fly out to Reno, Nevada and officially start my new job as nanny of the Hunt family!!
I can't even believe it's here. It's actually happening. aaahhhhh! CRAZY.
It's funny because I almost feel like I'm leaving to go serve a mission or something. Having to say goodbye to friends and family has been weird. But it's not nearly as hard because I'll definitely be coming home at least four times while I'm away for a year. So it's actually nothing like serving a mission...
just the leaving part. haha.
My flight leaves at 11:22 am, so I have to leave my house at 9 am. I talked to Amanda (the mom) and she along with the big kids (Sophie and Tobin) are meeting me at the airport and taking me to their condo in Lake Tahoe.
It's kinda weird because I fly out at 11:22 and arrive at 11:53, but the flight is actually an hour and a half long. Ya I know.
Kinda threw me off for a minute or two. I was like, hey mom!.. They MESSED up or somethin!!
And then I remembered the time difference.
I'm happy to say that I somehow managed to get completely packed yesterday morning. And not only for the ten day trip to Tahoe either. I fit everything I want to take for a year into a huge suitcase (so cute too! blue with green peacock feathers up the front of it), one carry-on, and a very large purse. My mother even doubted me. ha HA!
And, I bought a swimsuit the other day at limericki.com. Very cute and soo perfect!
I almost bought this laptop off the shopNBC network. Had it all ordered and everything with my new credit card I just got! But my computer genius brother came home from work, scolded me, and told me to cancel the order and he could find me a much better deal. boo.
I'm just the type of person that decides things in an instant and just does them. Once I've figured out what I want, and then come across it, I go for it! So I was bugged that I let my brother convince me to call them again and cancel... but he's the smartest with computers. So I GUESS it's fine. I just hate mulling over purchases. Just research it once, know what you want, find it, buy it.
Buuuut anyway. Moving on.
I went to Pineview with my friends on saturday and it was like a flashback to the past. It felt just like times in high school. I swear we go from store to parking lot, to store, to fastfood place, and then finally decide whose house to go to. That was the routine after everything we all decided to do in high school! The only difference is that there were a lot more cars then. Our friend group went from at least twenty people every time, to now five or six people. We're all going our separate ways with missions, weddings, and college. It's pretty bittersweet when we get together now. Things are definitely changing and we all know they'll never be the same again.
Last summer we were all freaking out about going away to different colleges and thinking that we'd never see each other again. I remember the last night of summer before the first portion of our friends went to college. We all did nothing but stood around and laughed and teased each other until someone had the idea to go to Denny's at one in the morning. So all seven cars followed each other down to Denny's and we sat down at a long table and laughed and joked the entire time. The waitress would've hated us if all of the boys hadn't flirted with her so much haha. Then when the meal was over and we filed outside, it was time to say goodbye. We all thought it was the end of fun and random moments like this! We were a big group but we were so tight knit. The boys always outnumbered the girls about 13 to 4 and we loved it that way. The girls cried and so did the boys! Silly to think about now. We didn't want it to change but we knew it had to! What's funny is how we weren't sure if we'd have that much fun ever again. And what's even crazier is realizing that it was only the beginning.
It's so much fun to write to all of my friends on missions and see them grow into such great young men with such strong testimonies of what it's all about and who they really are. With Dustin in India, Ryan in Boston, Bryson in Texas, Bryce in Long Beach (soon Argentina), Mitch in Argentina, Jace in Atlanta, Jon in Toronto, Taylor in Korea, Josh in the Philippines, Seth in Guatemala, Collin in Chicago, and soon Alex in Guatemala, Keaton in Oregon, Steve in Rio Dejanero, Tommy in Mexico and Tommy Saf in Toronto! I love that we're all embarking on different but equally as great adventures. Emily's going to be the greatest speech therapist major and Utah State, Kim is falling in love and can only hear wedding bells in the distance ;), and Kensie is leaving to Spain for BYU Study Abroad shortly after I fly out to Reno!
See what I mean? Only the beginning!
I've always believed that there is something to be said for a good friend in this world.
As for my family, they're everything to me.
My sisters are the greatest examples of strong women in the gospel with drive and compassion in everything they do. My brothers are simply geniuses and I go to them with way too many questions about technology and college crap. haha. My in-laws are all the perfect matches for each sibling and I love having them in the family.
My parents, my parents, gotta thank them of course! My dad is a great example of a good provider and knows how to fix anything. I still think he's amazing at piano even though he'll never agree! Even though my mom doesn't even know how to look up this blog, I'll thank her anyway. She's a beautiful and lovely person who always wants to help those around her. She's who I strive to be and the perfect example of strength and faith in the Lord even when the going gets rough.
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| Me and my sisters at Hileri's wedding at Boutniful Temple. top:Hejdi Swan, Heather Fielden bottom: Me, Hileri Yost |
Heather's kids came over to my mom's house Thursday and I always have so much fun. I have the cutest pictures of them sitting on the front porch with my brother Truman, eating ice cream sandwiches. Like I said, adorable right? My other niece and nephew that aren't in the picture are just as cute too!
I'm gonna try to post pictures of friends and family so you get an even better glimpse of how I've been so blessed to grow up in this environment and with these great people!
I didn't intend for this post to be one big thank you speech, but hey. They all need to know how much I love them!
The more things change, the more they stay the same. Ya know?
Here's to growing older and realizing how good you really have it. We all have challenges we're dealing with, so why not appreciate what you have now and stop looking to the future or dwelling in the past? Those are my thoughts for the day!
Until August 24th when I'm back from Tahoe.. A bientot!
Thursday, August 9, 2012
Single Digits Baby!
So!I'm comin' on 8 more days until I fly out to Reno, Nevada where the Hunt family is picking me up from the airport, and then we're driving the 15-20 minutes to Lake Tahoe where we'll be staying in their condo. Sounds pretty sweet to me! ;) I'm staying on vacation with them there until the 24th, and then I'm flying back to Utah where I can pack up everything I want to take with me to L.A. and then flying out to LAX on the 28th. Wooooo!
Bring it on!
I've thought about this and dreamed about it and analyzed it all day and all night... I'm ready for this to happen already!
Moving back home with my parents has been a surprisingly difficult adjustment. Let me just say haha.
I feel like I'm in high school again, just waiting to send in school registration forms like I did every summer at home. I'm used to eating the same foods that I like to eat, and knowing what I can eat and not worrying that my favorite foods will be all gone by the next morning. Suddenly I have a curfew, and my mom calls me if I'm ten min late coming home from work. And I forget to let her know when I stop by friends houses haha. It's just been weird.
Plus my sleeping arrangements are completely temporary. I'm preparing to pack everything I own so I've made designated piles of my things in different spots of my room.
Organized mess. That's what we'll call it.
All of my clothes that I'm keeping and wanting to take with me are in a jumbled mound beside my bed. I have a pile for jewelry, pile for bathroom things, and a pile for shoes.
heh heh.
Today happens to be my last day as a math tutor at weber state. That's been the one job that I've had that I haven't completely hated. I've actually really liked it. Yes, after doing everyone's hardest math problems for five hours, I do get the occasional headache. But I've had the funniest, weirdest, creepiest,and sweetest experiences working there!
You get creepy men that stare, the guys that memorize your work schedule, super moms that need someone to vent to, people that get ridiculously ticked about this one math problem, the sweet older lady that brings me mangos and a pearl bracelet, and the slackers that start module 1 the week before finals week and want you to sit there with them your whole shift and give answers.
It's a drop-in math tutor place, so anyone taking the three lowest math classes at WSU can come in and get help.
You never know who you'll be tutoring next!
I've made several friends of all ages, and I'm great friends with all of the tutors there. Plus, my boss was way chill and the pay was superb!
It made my first year of college such an adventure. I actually might even miss spending hours and hours in that building. Might. I practically lived there it seemed.
There was a Word Search book at the front desk. And needless to say, some days, we became the best of friends.
I'll be searching for a great laptop, digital camera, and swimsuit very soon here. So I'd just like to send a shout-out to anyone that's willing to strike a deal with me or has any opinions about where I should go or look, please comment below! I don't care who you are, you're opinion is greatly appreciated. :)
I think I'm going to buy a lime ricki swimsuit in salt lake and borrow my parents digital camera for lake tahoe.. then I'm gonna need my own. And I'm finishing my associates degree from weber state online this year so that's why I'll need an awesome laptop.
As for the swimsuit, I'm going for super modest. I know that not being as modest would be super easy living in Cali with that great and sunny weather all the time! Plus I'd still look modest compared to all the other skanks walking around right? But! I've decided that's a lame excuse when I know better. And I've recently become extra aware of how prevalent pornography addiction and other addictions have become for men everywhere. So why not help them out by wearing clothes that will let them to look at my face?
If you don't respect yourself, then who will?
It's a little epiphany I had the other day, and this is my blog, so why not share? haha.
Oh ya! I got a beach wave perm last friday. Forgot to talk about that. Maybe I can get a picture up here.. I'm not smiling very big in the picture haha. But it's about the perm.
It's SO easy to do. I wake up... and ya. That's the extent of it. Wala! No prepping or curling for two hours!
I thought that would be a smart move since I'll be living with humidity everyday. Because I wasn't blessed with beautiful natural curl. My hair is naturally COMPLETELY straight. So I wouldn't be able to have it curly like I love so much. It would be long and straight every single day. I didn't like that idea.
I gotta say, the process to get this perm did take a long long time,and it stunk really bad.
It smelled like really bad eggs and drain-o.
Plus it was quite pricey!
But I think it was worth it.
The lady did a pretty good job, and I think I'll get it re-permed in L.A. Whatcha think?
Until another post.. I'll keep ya updated!
over and out.
Bring it on!
I've thought about this and dreamed about it and analyzed it all day and all night... I'm ready for this to happen already!
Moving back home with my parents has been a surprisingly difficult adjustment. Let me just say haha.
I feel like I'm in high school again, just waiting to send in school registration forms like I did every summer at home. I'm used to eating the same foods that I like to eat, and knowing what I can eat and not worrying that my favorite foods will be all gone by the next morning. Suddenly I have a curfew, and my mom calls me if I'm ten min late coming home from work. And I forget to let her know when I stop by friends houses haha. It's just been weird.
Plus my sleeping arrangements are completely temporary. I'm preparing to pack everything I own so I've made designated piles of my things in different spots of my room.
Organized mess. That's what we'll call it.
All of my clothes that I'm keeping and wanting to take with me are in a jumbled mound beside my bed. I have a pile for jewelry, pile for bathroom things, and a pile for shoes.
heh heh.
Today happens to be my last day as a math tutor at weber state. That's been the one job that I've had that I haven't completely hated. I've actually really liked it. Yes, after doing everyone's hardest math problems for five hours, I do get the occasional headache. But I've had the funniest, weirdest, creepiest,and sweetest experiences working there!
You get creepy men that stare, the guys that memorize your work schedule, super moms that need someone to vent to, people that get ridiculously ticked about this one math problem, the sweet older lady that brings me mangos and a pearl bracelet, and the slackers that start module 1 the week before finals week and want you to sit there with them your whole shift and give answers.
It's a drop-in math tutor place, so anyone taking the three lowest math classes at WSU can come in and get help.
You never know who you'll be tutoring next!
I've made several friends of all ages, and I'm great friends with all of the tutors there. Plus, my boss was way chill and the pay was superb!
It made my first year of college such an adventure. I actually might even miss spending hours and hours in that building. Might. I practically lived there it seemed.
There was a Word Search book at the front desk. And needless to say, some days, we became the best of friends.
I'll be searching for a great laptop, digital camera, and swimsuit very soon here. So I'd just like to send a shout-out to anyone that's willing to strike a deal with me or has any opinions about where I should go or look, please comment below! I don't care who you are, you're opinion is greatly appreciated. :)
I think I'm going to buy a lime ricki swimsuit in salt lake and borrow my parents digital camera for lake tahoe.. then I'm gonna need my own. And I'm finishing my associates degree from weber state online this year so that's why I'll need an awesome laptop.
As for the swimsuit, I'm going for super modest. I know that not being as modest would be super easy living in Cali with that great and sunny weather all the time! Plus I'd still look modest compared to all the other skanks walking around right? But! I've decided that's a lame excuse when I know better. And I've recently become extra aware of how prevalent pornography addiction and other addictions have become for men everywhere. So why not help them out by wearing clothes that will let them to look at my face?
If you don't respect yourself, then who will?
It's a little epiphany I had the other day, and this is my blog, so why not share? haha.
Oh ya! I got a beach wave perm last friday. Forgot to talk about that. Maybe I can get a picture up here.. I'm not smiling very big in the picture haha. But it's about the perm.
It's SO easy to do. I wake up... and ya. That's the extent of it. Wala! No prepping or curling for two hours!
I thought that would be a smart move since I'll be living with humidity everyday. Because I wasn't blessed with beautiful natural curl. My hair is naturally COMPLETELY straight. So I wouldn't be able to have it curly like I love so much. It would be long and straight every single day. I didn't like that idea.
I gotta say, the process to get this perm did take a long long time,and it stunk really bad.
It smelled like really bad eggs and drain-o.
Plus it was quite pricey!
But I think it was worth it.
Until another post.. I'll keep ya updated!
over and out.
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