You know how I recapped my embarrassing moments? Well this one needs to be added to the list. Of course I’m the lucky kind of person who experiences embarrassing moments at work.

I'm sitting at my desk, waiting for a call, and reading a book on my iPhone. I had my head propped up on my arm while looking down at my phone. As always I'm tired and have to fight back the eyelids of mine that weight 200 lbs. I decided that I should probably adjust to sitting straight up while holding my phone up so I can make a conscious effort NOT to fall asleep. You'd think I'd know by now that this is not effective. I fell asleep and dropped my phone. And where did my phone land? On my face!!! The edge of my phone smacked me right in the nose. This did wake me up. I quickly looked around to make sure no one witnessed the event. Pheww! I'm safe. One might think that I only fall asleep at work every once and a while. Unfortunately this is not the case. It pretty much happens on a daily basis. Don’t think that I fall asleep out of boredom or because I’m a bad employee. I REALLY REALLY try not to. It is like a literal fight between me and my eyelids. I rarely win. Of course it gets much worse than just falling asleep at work. I’ve been known to fall asleep mid-sentence, throw things while asleep, and make noises in my sleep. Seriously if someone started filming these moments of mine it'd make quite the youtube video compilation.

I’m really glad my boss and other supervisors are understanding and don’t fire me for my inability to maintain consciousness.
Since we’re in a new ward we naturally were awaiting the time when the bishop pulls you in and gives you a calling. Oh my favorite. I am not a hugely social person, nor do I have lots of time to do things with my neighbors and ward members. I was going through all the positions I could be called for and thinking about which one I’d want the most. I decided that teaching in Relief Society, Young Women’s or Primary would be frightening and challenging. Being in charge of any major social events would also be a challenge for me. I’m never available, so how would I attend these events, let alone organizing them. I found myself really wishing I had learned to play the piano when my mom was teaching me as a child/teen. Really, that is the best calling. All you do is sit and play the music accurately. No talking to people, no outside of church gatherings, and you’re obviously not going to tell people inaccurate church information. But alas, I thought it was impossible to learn the piano and it definitely wasn’t on my list of priorities. Let’s add that to my list of things I know now that I wish I wouldn’t known then. Anywho, I was really hoping I’d get chorister of some kind. I can lead music, sure can! That’s almost as good as playing the piano. Lol Well, that time came. I was pulled into the office with a member of the Bishopric and I was asked to be…..Nursery leader. I almost busted out in laughter. “Me? Wait, do you mean me? Seriously? Is there someone behind me?” I don’t have kids. Therefore I have no experience with children of any age, let alone 2 year olds. Why the heck would they choose me? Dan has a theory that they chose me because one day the bishop came to ask us a question and I had a bag of Goldfish crackers in my lap. He took one from my bag and thanked me for providing him with a snack. I suppose that might be the cause. Or maybe God knows I’d like kids but don’t think we’re ready so he is providing me with a natural baby deterrent. Either way I’m in the nursery now. We typically have about 16 kids.

After my first day in nursery I realized how much I don’t fit in. Lots of kniving toddlers who are putting things in their mouth, coughing on their hands, running around, crying, and sometimes screaming. Yeah like I know what to do about that. I also had no clue what any of the songs were. This ought to be interesting. I think they got the message wrong. Dan was supposed to be called to nursery….not me. We’ll see how this goes!
When I tell people I want to remain in the medical field but don’t want to be a doctor or pharmacist due to the extensive schooling, they often suggest being a paramedic/EMT. Well first off I make more than most EMTs, I’d rather not have a pay cut. Secondly it seems that I am often the one who needs the emergency medical support, thus it would be hard for me to provide it. Lol Here is a list of all my really awesome attempts to land myself in the hospital or at the “pearly gates.” I find the most recent to be the best.

-Ran into a wall (or possibly a table) as an infant and sliced open my eyebrow. I ended up with stitches. Yup, I have a snazzy little scar and some of the blue stitches in my baby book to prove it.

-Falling at the B&G club trying to do gymnastics I was clearly not capable of. Yeah I actually ended up riding in the ambulance for this one. I don’t remember a whole lot about this day. Other than the directors asking me what my mom’s new phone number was, the painful head brace that was digging into my skull, the EMTs telling me that if I moved I’d be paralyzed, and the blazingly bright light in the ambulance directly above my head. Or maybe that bright light was the one they refer to people seeing on their way out? HA! Doubt it.

-Heat stroke at girl’s camp. Yeah long hike, no water, plus hot sun equals a very very sick Taysia. Yeah it was pretty bad and I remember being violently sick from it.

-Then there was the time we were carving pumpkins and I stabbed the knife right through my thumb. It was awful. I probably should’ve gone to the hospital, but I don’t like doctors so nope, I toughed it out. I almost passed out when I changed the bandage on it because of the insane amount of pain.

-Oh and I caught my future in-law’s basement on fire. Dan and I were dating at the time and I asked him where he wanted me to fireproof my boots at. He said to do it in their laundry room since it has a cement floor. I completed one pair of boots and moved onto the second. About half way through I heard something click on, looked up and saw the pilot light of the water heater come on. Of course waterproofing is in a spray can and is flammable. I ended up completely surrounded by fire with my socks and pajama bottoms on fire. I’m also the kind of person who acts like a deer-in-the-headlights when something happens. I ran out into the hall and stood there going “fire, fire, fire” through my sobs.

-Now for the awesome event of last week. I was sitting on a call at work staring at the vent part of my computer tower. Now the inner metal track is covered with lint, and it drives me bonkers. I tried to get it off with my fingers and scissors to no avail. So I busted out a paperclip, straightened it out and stuck it in the vent. Now in my mind I was only going to stick it in far enough to clean off the metal track, not any further. Well apparently my arm didn’t understand or I slipped or something, but the paperclip went all the way in. Suddenly a giant zap flies up my arm and into my chest. I screamed. My arm was painfully numb for at least an hour after that. My co-worker’s husband builds computers and his response to the story was “she is lucky, she could’ve died.” Awesome! Go me! I really wasn’t trying to kill myself, I promise!

Needless to say I am a danger to myself, society, and those around me. Thus it would be a horrid idea for me to try and treat those in traumatic, emergency situations. In fact I might need to hire a personal entourage of medical personal to follow me at all times just because I’m such a hazard. Ha! I bet you all want to hang out with me now, huh?
I can blog from my cell phone!!! It is quite a challenge to type such lengthy posts on a phone but I realized if I type it up as an email, I can send it to my phone. Then I can copy and paste it! I'm so smart!! I'm pretty good with technology and even better at finding loop holes. I seem to be great at such less than honorable tasks. Hence why I'm referred to as "the Jedi master of bull****."

That is all
Yeah I’ve slacked off a bit with the posting. Nothing too super awesome has gone on in the past few weeks. Lets see if I can find the time between all these ridiculous calls at work to give you a brief update.

-I made that Chocolate Delight my friend gave me the recipe for, and it is FANTASTIC. I ended up kind of screwing up which resulted in a burn on my finger and a jacked up crust. However it tastes the same, which is amazing.

-We went totally nuts and destroyed all the awful, overgrown bushes in our yard. It took two runs to the dump to get rid of all the green waste. Which by the way, green waste side of city dump is AWFUL. But now we have all this space in our yard. Yay!!!

-Dan came home from Houston and will remain here for a few weeks. Hopefully we can use this time to work on the house and other stuff.

-I’ve consumed the majority of the aforementioned Chocolate Delight. Muffin top? Why yes I have one, and no running isn’t helping. I do love the running though. I keep telling myself that when I get to like 5 miles a day the caloric intake vs. output will balance out and the weight will just fall off. Oh yeah, that is what we call optimistic friends, and yes it was coming from me.

-Speaking of optimism. I think I went a whole day without thinking any negative thoughts about myself. This might be a day worthy of marking on your calendars to remember for all eternity. It is such a rare occurrence the world is probably spinning in the opposite direction now from such an event.

-We are loving our new ward. There isn’t one kind of family that is more dominant than the others in our ward. We have new families, newly empty nesters, a few “nearly dead,” and anything in between. It is actually quite nice. Our bishop is hilarious, young, used to play video games and has 7 kids. Hopefully he isn’t reading this right now, if he is “Hi Bishop!” I’m actually kind of excited. Although I dread the already pending calling (I am NOT social) and the recently handed out visiting teaching assignments. Do I really have to talk to people? People I don’t know? Have you lost your mind?

-I’m going to attempt to grow a bonsai tree at work. I’m feeling a bit confident in the plant growing category since I rocked the tomatoes and watermelon (please disregard the mention of all my failing attempts at such plants).

-I also realized that telling ANYONE of my attempts to be more positive was a horrid idea. Of course now everyone feels the need to tell me when I’m not being positive. “remember you’re trying to be positive” or “that doesn’t sound very positive” Seriously people no one is perfect ALL the time. I’m gonna have a few bad moments. Not to mention I’m just barely working on this, it will not happen over night. No, it won’t.

-Statistics=Boring Yes, I love math. I’m nerdy like that. I think I just enjoy knowing I’m awesome enough to understand something so complex that a lot of people can’t wrap their head around. How’s that for an ego? Well this Stats class is melting my brain, literally. The teacher is awesome, super hilarious. Thank Heavens because the U is notorious for math professors who can’t speak English. I’m hoping the class will get a bit more challenging. Doing basic algebra for a whole semester might cause me to lose my mind. Although, the easy A is awesome.

I think that is about all. Maybe I'll return with some more.
Yes I've decided to carry my FB status post over to my blog. I feel this is an issue that needs to be addressed. I've been working towards being a more positive, uplifting person. My life has been overrun with trials lately and I've realized that I need to work more on myself, for that's all one really can do. In this more positive Taysia time I've learned something very important that hits on the topic of judging others. I realized that I have NO place judging others when I myself have so many imperfections that need to be worked on. I read a daily quote that truly captured this theory:
"Give so much time to improvement of yourself that you have no time to criticize others."
-Christian D. Larson

Judging others has been something that has always hit a nerve with me. It almost ALWAYS seems to be that those individuals who cast the biggest judgment stones are those who THINK they are soooo Christ-like. Now let's analyze this. In the scriptures Christ states "He that is without sin among you, let him first cast a stone." From my understanding Christ is telling those who have found sin in this woman that they really shouldn't be soooo concerned about her sin because they ALL have sin. Not only do they all have sin but I bet Christ could've listed off every single thing each of them had done "wrong" in their life. Imagine every time you asked someone why they were going out on a Sunday, or why they were doing something else you felt was "wrong" that someone came over with a loudspeaker and said "excuse me but you cussed that one time, you smoke that one time, you said the Lord's name in vain, etc." I suppose what I'm getting at here is you have your OWN imperfections and instead of finding the faults in others why don't you analyze the faults in yourself? When you are truly perfect and out of things to work on within yourself then and only then is it okay for you to "call others out" on their flaws. I've definitely worked on putting this into practice lately. Obviously I am not perfect and struggle with this same principal, but I know that I have loads and loads of things that I could work on but instead I'm spending my energy doing negative things. Why not use your energy in a positive way? Find your faults and work on them! How fantastic that you can overcome a flaw within yourself and ACTUALLY move closer to God? Every time you judge someone you are taking one step back. Why not move forward? Actually progress in your life? I know I'd like to progress. I'd like to know that upon judgement day I can say I did everything I could to better myself, for isn't that what matters?

Here's another scriptural reference:
For with what judgement ye judge, ye shall be judged; and with what measure ye mete, it shall be measured to you again. And why beholdest thou the mote that is in thy brother's eye, but considerest not the beam that is in thine own eye? Or how wilt thou say to thy brother: Let me pull the mote out of thine eye-and behold, a beam is in thine own eye? Thou hypocrite, first cast the beam out of thine own eye; and then shalt thou see clearly to cast the mote out of thy brother's eye. 3 Nephi 14:2-5


What I find truly moving in that excerpt is that whatever measurements you hold to others you will be held to. Wow! I cannot imagine what measurements I've put on others and how one day I might be asked if I could meet those same standards. Can you truly say that if you were that person, in their shoes, in their life, in that situation you'd do the absolute perfect thing? No, because you don't know what it is like to be them, nor are you perfect thus you'd screw something up somewhere along the way. When you meet God will you be able to tell him that you spent your time here working on yourself and becoming the best person you could be? Or will you be the one who has to say "I'm sorry but I spent my time finding everyone else's flaws and pretending to do your job." I know that this post may not seem positive, it may even hurt some individuals. However I want you to take another step back and instead of feeling attacked, think about the positive that has been brought up in this post. The positive is that you too can become a better person! You can better yourself and actually progress in life, instead of hindering yourself. How awesome is that?!
Sorry it's been a while since I posted. Not really much going on in life. Work, school, Dan's travelings for work and the ferrets. But hey you've waited a few days so here, let me provide you internet world with something semi-interesting.

Apparently I went all domestic this weekend. I got connected with my inner '50s housewife. I decided I wanted to make cookies but I really didn't want to eat them. Thus I made cookies and found people to give them to. Yay!!! I love to bake desserts, I just don't need to eat them. I'm not really a sugar person anyways. I like salty things more.

Here's the peanut butter chocolate chip cookies:

Then I made raspberry freezer jam and blueberry freezer jam. I would've just stuck with the raspberry jam since I loved the stuff my mother in-law made. However Dan is not a fan of seeds in fruit, thus he avoids raspberries and strawberries. If it is so processed kind of food product where no seeds are found then he doesn't mind so much. Thus I made blueberry jam. I hope he likes it. But if not I'll have lots of jam for myself!

Here's the blueberries prior to the crushing:
Here's the blueberry and raspberry jam:


I also plann to make Chocolate Delight later this week for Dan's return from Houston. I got the recipe from a friend who lives in Texas, hopefully it's good!!
Some of my friends and I decided we wanted to go hiking again this Friday night. My friend Jae said she was going to choose the hike this time. Our last hike, Rattlesnake Gulch, was chosen by our friend Jon and although it was fun but definitely took a lot of work. She chose a hike she was pretty familiar with, Rocky Mouth Falls. This hike is listed as being extremely easy and short. Yes this is true. If you stop at the bottom of the waterfall. After checking out the waterfall at the bottom we decided it'd be fun to go up to the top. Only we had no clue what it was going to be like, well except Jae. Turns out it is not a hike up to the top, it is a rock climb. Yes you have to grab nature made handholds and pull yourself up. There were even some points when we had to jump and toss your leg up to a higher ledge. If you know anything about me you know I'm not an outdoorsy person. I do not like getting dirty and honestly I have never been rock climbing other than the wall at REI when I was a child. I was not prepared mentally, physically, and I wasn't not wearing appropriate attire for such a situation. I didn't even have a water bottle. Here I am on the side of rock, holding on with my weak sissy arms, looking out over the valley knowing I'm way high up, and I have dry mouth with no water. There were more than a billion times I asked Jae if we could go back down because it just wasn't worth my life. Nope she is a monkey with no fear and up we went. Jon of course had to protect his manliness and ensure the safety of us girls. I on the other hand have no desire to do this and my anxiety is at max level. However I pressed on and managed to make it to the top of the waterfall. Go me!!! After playing around at the top for a bit we headed back down. My instructions in most places were "slide down the rock and let your leg stop you at this point." Oh great! I'm just going to slide down the mountain side and hope my foot lands in just the right spot to stop the pulling force of gravity. Um, this is terrifying. Despite all the fear and hesitancy I managed to get to the top then safely get back down to the bottom. I had soooooooo much fun! I loved it. I'm not sure I'd do it again since it was absolutely frightening, but I enjoyed myself. Today I ache just about everywhere. There's muscles I wasn't even aware of throbbing away. Oh well, it was worth it!
Here's some pics:
A little alcove on the path to the waterfall
Another small alcove
Jon and Jae at the bottom of the waterfall
The bottom of the falls
See that roundish rock at the top in the middle? That's where I'll be in another shot.
The water trickling down the rocks

A shot taken midway through our rock climb
Remember that roundish rock? Yeah we're standing above it. Jae and Jon decided to climb down closer to the top of the falls.

View out over the valley from the top of the falls

Not only did I recently discover that I enjoyed running but hiking as well. I think hiking has the greatness of being surrounded by nature of camping and the comfort of city living. I hate the idea of camping because I cant shower and everyone ends up smelling disgusting. However I still want to enjoy nature, and this is where hiking comes in. I can enjoy the beauty of the earth then return home to my clean bed and fantastic shower! Ah, isn't it great? I've been dying to hike more but unfortunately it is quite a challenge when you're a girl and it probably isn't safe to go alone. Oh why don't I take my husband? Not! See Dan and I have this thing where we agree on....nothing. We literally have only a handful of things in common. Otherwise you can guarantee we'll be the complete opposite. If I love it, he'll hate it. This is how we are with hiking and camping. He loves camping and hates hiking. I love hiking but find camping to be no good. Thus my ability to hike has been a bit limited. Fortunately I have a friend who enjoys hiking, but getting our schedules to coordinate is another thing. On Friday we managed to hike Donut Falls after I got off work. We weren't able to get all the way up to the top due to it being a bit too dark. Then on Saturday we hiked Rattlesnake Gulch which is part of the Pipeline trail. It was a lot of fun, although very strenuous in the beginning. Although I've worked up to being able to run double almost triple what I could a month ago, I found myself panting with my toosh burning. But the view was magnificent and the friends were great! I think I'm evolving into a better version of me, but unfortunately this new me doesn't share any common pleasures with my husband. I'm enjoying finding new friends and being social. I'm also overcoming my social anxieties. Look at me go!

Mass amounts of ferrets? Yeah what happens when you own four ferrets and come home to eight? Well the poop definitely doubles, yay for me! Also you realize that when your in-laws mentioned you'd be taking their ferrets for a weekend you probably should've marked that weekend on your calendar. My mother in-law's sister was in town and spent the weekend at their house. However one of my in-laws' ferrets is an escape artist and would likely find his way into the guest room. Thus we said we were willing to take the ferrets to our place for the weekend. Only thing is I pretty much forgot what weekend that would be. We loved having them here though. They're really fun and our ferrets love having friends around. I'm very glad that we had them here, just wish I could remember when I sign up for these things....

Medco, oh Medco. This would be our pharmacy processor. Essentially they provide my company with a system that interfaces with the pharmacies' systems. When a pharmacy submits a prescription through your insurance it goes through the pharmacy processing system. The pharmacy processing company then pays the insurance company for all the claims, and we pay them. Of course my personal medical insurance is through the company I work for. Therefore my prescription claims go through this system. We use to have a super awesome pharmacy processor that we took for granted. Well we found out they were essentially ripping us off and there were giant corporate lawsuits, blah bliddy blah. Now we have Medco, who is uber strict. If you feel your medication 7 days early every month it'll eventually catch up to you. The Medco system will say you have too many pills in your possession and will not allow a new fill to go through. Well this happened to me. Yes, even insurance company employees get screwed over by their insurance company. Turns out, Medco won't let me fill my birth control for 2 more days and I was supposed to start it yesterday. Oh well! Good thing Dan is out of town, because right now I'm birth control free thanks to the pharmacy processor I curse all day, everyday.

I think I'm out of stories for now. Sorry that it is kind of boring. At least I'm giving you something right?
Wow I had no clue today was going to be such a whacked out day. Of course I got home from work and went running. After that I decided to figure out what was causing the weird smell in the ferret room. I discovered Suki's stash of food (food storage I suppose) and figured that it was the cause. Then I decided to clean the Easter egg bin in their room. This is a 30 gallon tote full of Easter eggs that the ferrets roam around in. They absolutely love it, but it needs to be cleaned. Which of course is like a massive job. Afterwards I cleaned the cage pans. Now I have the room cleaned and go to make their food. Then I loose my balance and spill the food all over the floor.... GREAT!!!! I sigh and shrug it off. I must be making some kind of progress since I didn't have a breakdown, instead I laughed.

Next I decide to make brownies. Rocky Road brownies, made of devil's food cake batter, marshmallows, and pecans. As I'm adding the eggs into the batter I drop a whole eggshell in the batter. I really must be a ditz. Then I drop the next eggshell into the batter. Wow, I think I might be a bit too clumsy. Sigh again, whatever. I go to check on the brownies after 30 mins, yeah the center is beyond gooey and isn't even warm. Oh and did I mention that it is overflowing the pan? Yeah it tripled in size and isn't even done baking!!! I was going to say I failed to mention one of other thing on my last post, I'm a surprisingly good cook. Now I think that maybe I'm just a really good...experiment chef? I find these awesome recipes online and give them a try. Typically they turn out awesome. Other times they just don't work out like they're supposed to. Yup this was one of those. I now have a brownie that is quite massive and funky shaped. I have no clue how I'm going to make it look appealing for my husband because in reality it looks awful. Ha, it'll probably taste good though! Wow it's been one of those days where it seems like everything is a bit out of whack, especially with eggs....
I hate how our blog is really like the most boring thing ever. We all know I could go on for days about the awesomness of my four legged, furry children but I know that most people don't even care about our pets. It probably gets pretty tiring for others who don't love pets like we do. However our ferrets are about the most exciting thing in our lives; thus we are left with little to write to you all about... For today we are going to try our hand at something more entertaining than ferret chat or ramblings about who knows what. Let's get to know me! Yay! Because you're all just dying to know me inside and out, right? Thought so! So here's some random facts about me:

-I'm a salt addict. I eat things based off of how much salt it already contains and how much salt I can add on to. I rarely crave sweets, but I always crave salts.

-I recently learned I love to run/jog. I've always hated it, regardless of what the reasons for it were or the way I was doing it. I hated it. Now I find it is quite enjoyable. In fact I wish I was capable of doing more than my body currently allows. I love how I worry about nothing in my crazy life, other than getting to the next point where I can stop running. hehe

-I love to read. Pretty much anything will suffice. I am the student who will read the text book because it's fun. I also love audiobooks. Yeah go ahead and say that that isn't really reading. Whatever. But when I'm sitting at work, scrolling through spreadsheets of numbers or working silly faxes from doctor's offices I can't really hold a book and flip pages, now can I? When I'm running down the street I can't possibly hold a book and not trip over my toe and kill myself, now can I?

-I love watching the Price is Right. I don't really like it with Drew; I'm a Bob Barker fan. Maybe one day I can get on the show and win some cars or something!

-I don't like the marshmallows in Lucky Charms. I like the part most little kids avoid.

-I will do anything to avoid sticky foods. I do not like sticky things getting on me. I can't stand how you get sticky, and then nothing gets rid of it. Yick! Thus I avoid sticky foods such as honey, syrup, jam, etc. I won't even touch the containers, because it is likely to get on me.

-My driving skills are pretty much awesome. I am fast, efficient, safe, and all around awesome. I've only had one ticket and that was for not having a license plate on the front of my car. :P I find my driving talent quite epic.

-I was (am) a WoW addict. That stands for World of Warcraft which is an online, multiplayer video game. I hate admitting to such an addiction since it is usually associated with those who have no jobs, are obese, and smell no better than a jr. high boys' locker room. However I played this game for thousands of hours, wasting away so much of my life. I haven't played in two years but everyday I contemplate breaking down to play it.

-My favorite tv channel is Animal Planet. I pretty much love every show of theirs. My second favorite would probably be the Discovery Channel. What can I say? I love to learn

-I don't wear anything that is gold. Nope, never. Everything must be silver or white gold. If it's white gold I'll still suffer from an allergic reaction, but less severe.

-Speaking of allergies. I'm allergic to all Penicillins, Cephalosporins, and Erythromycin. That's just the medications... I'm allergic to any lipstick or dyed chapsticks. Topical agents of any kind are always a risk for me. I'm constantly struggling with weird rashes from something I used. Recently I suffered a chemical burn from my facial cleanser. Guess that's another one I won't be using.

-If my body temperature gets too high then I end up having weird allergic reaction type rashes. I end up with these weird bumps filled with antihistamines and they itch like mad. Basically my body thinks there is an allergen there to attack but there isn't. Cool huh?

-I don't like the cold. Period. End of story.

-My sense of humor is broken. There's a lot of things other people find hilarious that I just find...dumb. There are some things I do find funny. I'm not completely broken.

-I think the current teens of America are really screwed up. Seriously what is up with the ridiculous outfits, disrespect, and laziness that is at a whole new level of ridiculous? Is the current fashion to find as many ugly things as possible and mesh them together? How is that even "cool?"

-Mexican food is my favorite!

-I made my own Olympic pin for the 2002 Winter Olympics. It was sold by pin vendors and all! I also got to go to the closing ceremonies, FREE!!!

-I sleep talk, cry, yell, and walk. It drives Dan INSANE!!! But it is completely hilarious, and I rarely remember any of it.

Well I think that's about all I have in me. Maybe one day my blog will actually be interesting... Who knows. Maybe not! I do live quite the boring life though... We need to get out more. For sure!

Good night!
I have a friend/acquaintance from high school who is absolutely hilarious. Her blog is a guaranteed laugh. She recently posted a list of her most embarrassing moments. I decided I needed to do a list because I experienced the world's most embarrassing moment ever...period.

-When I was a kid at the Boys and Girls Club at Horizon Elementary I decided to try one of those small cartons of chocolate milk. I realized I hated it right after the first swallow (still hate it) and decided to toss the mostly full carton into the garbage can. The garbage can was probably only half a foot shorter than me at the time. I dropped the carton in and ALL the milk came flying up and covered my hair in chocolate milk. COVERED. Horrible.

-I once wore some workout pants to the B&G Club that had an elastic waist band. Some kid decided to pull my pants down, and he did. I ended up bearing my undies to the whole group of kids. Not awesome. If I remember correctly I might've even had some holes in the bum part of my underwear too.

- Then there was the time I thought I'd be cool and do a backbend in the gym of the B&G Club. I totally biffed it and landed on my head. I ended up being taken to the hospital....in an ambulance. Here I was trying to show off my mad skills which ultimately resulted in one of my more frightening moments ever.

-When I was about 14 I went to Raging Waters. I was riding what I believe is called the Shotgun, a water slide that curves upward at the end and launches your body into the air then you fall into the water. I was wearing a two piece, and yes my top came off. It was up around my neck. You'd think no one was watching since I wasn't their child or anything. No, a man was standing near the edge of the pool, smoking, and watching. He totally saw my teenage boobs while I struggled to put my top back on.

-Another B&G Club story. I was walking away from the building, the same way I had billions of times. I ended up walking straight into the flag pole. Whacking my head super hard.

-Tour Guide Barbie. This story is apparently a classic in my family. I was pretending to be tour guide Barbie from Toy Story. I suddenly realized my chest size wasn't big enough for the role I was attempting to portray. I ran to my room and grabbed some socks. I stuffed the socks down my little teen bra. I was laughing hysterically as I showed my mom and sis. Turns out they had a plan of their own and snapped a pic of my fake Barbie boobs. Awesome... This is a story Mom will tell anyone!

-I cut my clothes a lot when I was a kindergartner. Apparently I felt the need to "test" the scissors. Of course I couldn't test them out on paper...I had to try it on my clothes.

-This moment was not embarrassing when it happened, but now that I'm older I'm quite embarrassed by it. My mom and I always communicated through notes when I was a child. I decided to send her a note letting her know how I felt about her wanting another baby. Oh was I mean. I gave her all kinds of nasty reasons as to why she shouldn't selfishly have another kid. My mom always told us she felt like she was supposed to have more kids. Yeah it's my fault she didn't because I was a mouthy little kid.

-There's probably thousands of things I've done in an attempt to impress a boy I was interested in. I really can't think of one instance or another, but I know for a fact I did a ton of stupid things trying to look awesome. Go me!

-We went to move from our apartment and I had packed up all of our "married couple things" before I allowed anyone to help us. Then we get to the new house and see a box my mother in-law packed. Inside this box is a VCF which obviously belongs to me. So glad my in law packed my contraceptives. At least my husband's whole family is super open about sex, otherwise this could've been beyond awkward.

-On that same topic, I was at my first "girl" doctor visit and I was super nervous. When I was called back I assumed it was for a blood sample since I knew they were going to do that first. I asked my mom to come with me since I was frightened especially about having my blood drawn. Turns out it was for the...exam... Yeah my mom was in the room for my first female exam. Don't worry she put her magazine directly in front of her face thus averting any personal images.

Really that's all I can think of for right now, but I'm sure I have a trillion more. However the whole reason I started this post was to divulge my most reason embarrassing moment, so which one was it you ask? Not any of those. I saved it for last. So without further ado I present to you the world's most embarrassing moment:

-I'm getting ready to go for my daily jog meaning I have on my workout tank top and capris. As I get ready to leave the house the doorbell rings. Husband takes off for the bedroom to put clothes on. First I grab the pile of clean garments waiting to be folded off the living room floor and toss them into the guest bedroom. Then I answer the door. Yay it's the Elder's Quorum first and second counselor from our new ward. Here I am in my stinky work out clothes that may or may not be appropriate according to them talking to church guys. Then I realize my tattoo is showing. What a great first impression I'm making! Halfway through the conversation I run back inside letting my husband resume the conversation. I'm not a huge social person anyways. Then I realize.....there are two empty boxes on our entrance landing. These two boxes came from Blue Boutique. Yeah I'm not going to tell you what they were but obviously they came from a store that is known for certain kinds of products. The whole times these two church guys have been out on our front porch they could look through the glass door and see these items. Yeah.... Now I have completely made an awesome introduction. Hi new religious guys, here let me wear a controversial outfit, show skin, sport my tattoo, and on top of that here's some scandalous items in my house!!! Go me!!!

Now... what's your most embarrassing moment?
I've worked at the same place for four years this November. Honestly I've only had three jobs so it's not like I have a history of job hopping or anything. Thus it is no surprise I've been at this place (I plan on not mentioning the actual company since I'd rather not have bomb threats like our other office) for quite some time, despite how frustrating it can be at times. I'm not a huge fan of talking to doctor's offices all day. I'd rather just read their hilarious faxes and know that when I deny their request they can't yell directly at me. On the bright side I've found that my job has taught me a TON of things. Name a medication and I can not only tell you what it is used for, other drugs similar to it, the dosage forms and strengths. There's some medications I know more about than others. Obviously I do not know much about hospital medications or things used most commonly in children. I deal mostly with the elderly, name a heart medication or something for diabetes, arthritis, high cholesterol, etc. and I am very likely to know far too much about it. Anywho the other thing I've learned in my four years at *********** is that just because they're a doctor or pharmacist does not mean they are smart. In fact, quite the opposite. Most doctor's are cocky and do not know nearly as much as they think they do. Here's a list of my favorite things I've encountered while talking to the supposed educational folk of our society:
  • Doctor prescribing Metformin 5,o00mg a day. The max dose is 2,000 a mg a day and this med is quite harsh on the kidneys. Oh yeah, this patient has kidney failure... Not only should they not be on this medication but a dosage that high??
  • A request for Oxycontin 80mg twenty tablets a day. Yeah I tried Oxycontin 10mg once after my wisdom teeth were removed. I about died from the nausea and vertigo. Either this patient is selling the drugs or they've really built up a tolerance and are on a dose that would kill most individuals.
  • Fax request for an eye drop, being used for an eye condition (amazing I know). However the fax says "apply sublingually once a day." Yeah, sublingual is under the tongue. How exactly does putting eye drops under your tongue treat glaucoma? No one knows
  • I always love when a doctor is uber upset because we won't cover a brand name medication. This is a government reimbursed insurance plan, do you really think we're going to cover everything? Seriously now...
  • Patients requesting an early fill override on their medication because they dropped it in the toilet. Okay... Now why was your toilet lid up? Why were you taking the meds in your bathroom? How clumsy did you really have to be to get an opened bottle of pills into the specific portion of the room that is taken up by your open toilet bowl? Were you a pro-basketball player in another life?
  • I inform the caller that the medication cannot be covered unless the patient tries _____ first. The callers response "I know, so can we try for a prior authorization." My response "we just did it, DENIED." Is it that hard?
  • A doctor signs his name at the bottom of our fax form with a star. You know the one you learn to draw in kindergarten where you don't pick up your pencil until it is complete? Yeah, doctor, how easy would that be to fake when forging one of your prescriptions? Well, a kindergarten could do it.
  • Patient's who think they can obtain Suboxone (a medication used for opioid addiction) from one doctor, Lortab from another doctor, and Oxycontin from a third doctor all without someone noticing they're "doctor shopping" for opioids... If you are going to doctor shop and use different pharmacies try not using the same insurance company to pay for all of them. Someone can see those claims, and guess what? We're not stupid.
  • Doctors who think that by being jerks, harassing, and threatening us will make us more inclined to approve their request. Here's a thought, be nice to me and I'll be nice to you. Amazing concept, I know. I just made it up... *insert sarcastic voice here*
  • Pharmacies who demand we allow them to dispense a 3 month supply of Oxycontin. Yeah that is a controlled substance level two, that means it is illegal to dispense more than a 30 day supply. "but we do it all the time!!!" Okay, let me just get the DEA on the line and have you repeat that statement.
  • Doctor: "The drug rep said the medication was far better than the generic counterpart." Did you ever consider that they're trying to sell you a product? Meaning they'll do whatever they can to make a buck, including lying to you?
  • Caller: "You mean I have to have the doctor's DEA for verification?" Me: No that part in the recording where they say a DEA will be required for all calls was put in there for the fun of it....
  • Patient's who are adamant they get all their medications in brand name only. The reason a generic was approved by the FDA was because it is exactly the same as the brand name, in fact they're often manufactured on the same conveyor line. They're also a lot cheaper, and nobody likes saving money so make sure you throw it away on the higher cost stuff.
This list could pretty much go on forever. However it is getting a bit late and I have to work tomorrow. I better go to bed so that I can be well rested to cope with societies finest and most intelligent individuals. Now you know why I don't trust doctors.... But on the bright side it is quite enjoyable to be a part of these hilarious moments in medical history. Good night!!
It seems like I'm always beginning my posts with an apology for the delay between posts, and of course this one is no different. I'd probably blog more if I could do it while at work. I can view blogs on my work computer but alas the oppressive man that is a corporate company will not allow me to log in. The company has this really fantastic set up where if you open up an "inappropriate" webpage they send information to some department within the company that keeps track of all the naughty sites you're trying to access, while throwing up a huge sign on your screen to let you know you were caught not working. Oh well, it cannot be avoided, it happens to the best of us. At least I'm being flagged for logging into blogger instead of surfing the web for porn right? I seem to have a lot of downtime at work and it would be great if I could use that downtime to entertain family and friends (or the lack thereof). However it is not meant to be, so there is my lengthy justification as to why I have not posted anything here.

So, what's happened the past few months?? ... Well we moved into our house and have attempted to get everything put together for an open house. Yeah we've been pretty slow at getting it all put together, but it'll happen one day. I think we only have closet doors left to paint and blinds to put up, and of course the tedious job of cleaning everything so it looks nice for visitors. I find myself spending more time working on the backyard than the inside of the house. Although I'm pretty sure the backyard doesn't look like much has been done. Next year I'll have my work cut out for me literally destroying "Old Man Winter's" previous yard doings. Yeah that's what we've decided to call the previous owner. His name was Guy, which is a wretched name for a male if you ask me, and he passed away in his old age. We've found more than enough of his "handiwork" around this place. He clearly was a do-it-yourself kind of guy but also must've lacked the ability or knowledge to Google how to actually do these projects. I cannot tell you how many times we've stood back and said "what was he thinking?!" Of course we can never come up with a valid answer, other than he must've lost a lot of screws (or marbles) while trying to better this place. Oh yes, we will be having a house warming party, possibly sometime in August, pending on Dan's travel schedule. Look for announcements and send me your address if you want to come. I'm making the announcements by myself, which is a tad bit ridiculous since my creativity is in the negative zone. I do not scrapbook, nor do I ever plan on doing such, so why I chose to hand make these invites is beyond me.

The ferrets love their new room! Yeah that's right, you knew I was going to talk about them somewhere in here. They have a whole room to themselves and it is far bigger than their last room. However they are ferrets and no matter how much space you give them, they want more. They are desperate to get out of their room, and we typically let them roam the whole house on a daily basis. Recently that came to an end since Ferrah decided she would weasel (yeah pun intended) her way into our heating vent in the up stairs bathroom. None the less that was a very frightening experience and I choose to avoid another such instance. They've enjoyed meeting the neighbors and love having long grass to roam in that doesn't contain dog poop like that of the old apartment complex.

We also decided the IRS is not that bad of an entity. Not only did they pay off what my husband owed in taxes but they wrote us a check for $6000, all because we bought a house! It's not like we wanted to stay in that crappy apartment with shabby management for a whole lot longer anyways. The first time homebuyers return was just an extra push for me to get my anxiety ridden butt into gear and get out of that place. We pay no more than we did in rent or utilities, yet we have more space and a room more conducive to our fur kids. Yeah they're never going away. If you don't like them than you are one unfortunate person and there is the door. I cannot imagine my life without them, nor am I willing to try such a life. Them fuzzy butts are here to stay, forever!!

Yesterday was my 22 birthday. Yay me! I love birthdays but it seems like very few people agree with me. My cute little cousin and aunt called me to sing happy birthday to me. Which was one of the highlights of my day. I also got an iPhone 4 and may be going on a shopping trip with my husband. My wonderful mommy got me a sewing machine!! Yeah this may sound a bit weird but I'm so excited, she probably is too. She used to try and give me sewing lessons since she is a master seamstress but I never thought sewing would come in handy. They have these new crazy things called stores that sell clothes, so its not like I need to make my own. However these little furry children of mine have made me want to sew! They love fleece sleep sacks, hammocks, and cage bedding. Up until now I've purchased all this stuff from others but it is getting a tad bit expensive and often times it isn't exactly what I was looking for. I found that for less than $25 I could make them a whole cage lining set, but I didn't have a sewing machine or the sewing skills. Sure I've made pillowcases and pajama pants but a whole cage set? I will start out small, with things like sleep sacks, then work up to the pan and shelf liners. How hard can it be? Fortunately ferrets do not care if I make a straight line or not; which is good since I doubt I will make many of them. Also no one will be evaluating my ferret bedding sets to make sure they were properly put together. Thanks mom for the sewing machine!!! I can't wait to make things for my four legged babies and maybe one day I can make other great things. Yeah that's right guys and gals, I've turned into quite the domesticated wife.

Well, wasn't that a long post? What can I say, I had a lot to get off my chest apparently. Plus I figure the longer it is the more time I have until you all require another post. Ha! See, I have my manipulative ways! Mwah ah ahah!!
Sorry for the lack of posts and the old background. We're currently working on changing things in the new house. We've been spending every waking moment there working our bums off. At this point we've made a lot of progress and have the following left to do: paint top faux coat of bedroom, epoxy ferret room, tile bathroom, paint kitchen, install carpet, and tile the landing. My in-laws have been very helpful and have done a ton of work. We're very grateful for their help and expertise. These are the pics of the changes:

First round of changes
No carpet in ferret room

No carpet upstairs...at all
no carpet, spackling, and kitchen appliances re-located
Wallpaper and awful drapes removed from kitchen
Backerboard for tile put down
more spackling of living room and still no carpet
Master bedroom no longer has carpet and is prepped for paint
Same....
Master bedroom bottom coat painted, wall on left needs to be painted still
Very red....


living room walls painted living room walls again...they look more like this color
living room/hallway wall, please ignore open and messy closet
entrance way painted with neutral color
absolutely awful gold hardware removed from kitchen. the cabinets now look a million times better and we hate them a lot less.
Tile is all done in kitchen!!!!!
I'll try to continue updating this but we're incredibly busy so don't expect minute by minute posts of what we're doing. :)
Over the past few years my aunt has posted many pics on her blog and facebook page of her son in various outfits. Most of these outfits are quite bizarre, but hilarious. He is usually seen wearing a helmet, like an ATV helmet, often times with goggles. He's also been known to "jam out" on his guitar, which consists of a few hangers tucked under his arm. Well today Dan was cleaning the house since we're having a short notice visit from our apartment managers tomorrow, and I found him in this interesting outfit.... Now realize this is not an abnormal event. He is known to stack as many hats as he can on his head as he finds them while cleaning the house, or to put on all the random goggles of his he finds. After discovering him in this outfit he told me that I needed to take a pic since he looked like my cousin. So here you go aunt B, this is what you have to look forward to...and it doesn't stop once married....
We decided we were getting pretty fed up with our high rent and ridiculous complex management, and started considering a house. We both make a sufficient amount of money to get a decent loan but not so much we can't qualify for FHA and UHA loans. There was quite a bit of a financial fiasco. However we ended up finding a lender who could provide us with a loan despite the previous issues. We started looking at homes with our realtor. However Dan was in the Philippines and I found it hard to consider a home without him around. I did find some homes that looked fantastic inside but the neighborhoods were a bit concerning. Then Dan came home and we had a week to continue the home shopping before he had to leave again. We went and looked at six houses in our first day (well first day together, I did 8 the previous week on my own) and found ourselves rather discouraged after the first few. The homes were in horrible condition and would require a ton of work just to get to a decent level. We eventually found two homes that day that were great. One was a twin home and the other was a 4 bedroom split entry. We grappled between the two since they each had something great the other didn't have. Ultimately we decided to go with the twin home. It was about 10k cheaper which would help our payments as well. We ended up going under contract for the twin home. The seller is paying for the inspection, home warranty, closing costs, and $500 worth of repairs. Essentially we're going into a home having spent...nothing. hehe The home is 3 bedroom 1.5 bathrooms, with a garage, 0.12 acres, and it is in fantastic shape. We plan to change the downstairs room into a ferret room with vinyl flooring. Then we'll have the master bedroom re-carpeted and re-painted. My next desire would be to get the kitchen changed. It seems a bit much with all the white. Our current kitchen style is black and red. Changing a full white kitchen with white appliances to match our style will be interesting. I plan on having at least one, if not both of the sheds in the backyard removed. The back porch is two floors. The two is a bit smaller, allowing space for a barbecue and a few pots. Then the downstairs porch is quite large with a covering. This is where you'd put like a patio set and a bigger barbecue. At this point we've been approved by the underwriters for the loan, and the inspection has been done. The appraisal will be on Tuesday and we'll just keep heading on forward. It is super crazy!! We're excited, and I'm nervous. Our mortgage payments will be around $735 a month, versus our 1k rent we pay now, which is incredible. The home is in West Jordan, pretty close to Jordan Landing (yay a shopping center). Here are some pics of the home. Sorry we don't have more.
Backyard
Bottom Porch
Upstairs Bathroom

Master Bedroom (yeah that color's changing asap)
Kitchen
Upstairs Living Room
Front of House

Hopefully everything continues to go forward and we will be able to move out!
Ferrets are obligate carnivores. Basically they have zero ability to process vegetables, carbohydrates, and fruits. Typically people feed their ferrets kibble. Which is an okay diet. If the owner reads the nutritional info on the kibble they can find pretty decent kibbles. Our kids are currently on a mixture of three kibbles, most of them are top quality. However kibble has a lot of setbacks, it damages the ferrets' teeth overtime and often times they contain an unhealthy amount of carbohydrates. Although many ferrets live long healthy lives on kibble but there are a lot of medical complications that could've been prevented had the ferret not been on kibble. The best diet for a ferret is a raw diet or natural diet. There is the option of commercial raw which is raw food made into freeze dried patties (kind of like astronaut/space food) and there is the option of actual raw meat. I've decided that it would be best to add some raw food to our kids' diets. For now I'm going to just do the dinner meals as raw. The rest of the day will be their regular kibble. The advantages to raw also include better teeth, less potty time, less smell, it's easier to find, cheaper, and more mentally stimulating for them. Well I started the raw introduction tonight and they didn't even notice the raw chicken pieces in their food. hehe Hopefully it continues to go well. Although I'm positive I'll get a ton of judgement and ridicule for doing this. Oh well, they'll be healthier and less like to get periodontal disease and insulinoma. Wish us luck!!!!