The Proposal...

I just want to take a minute and blog about what I want my proposal to be like! Not that it is going to happen anytime soon, I think. I have the go big or go home idea. Go big- propose to me at a sporting event, or concert, on the jumbotron or light banners (see photo!), a blump, through Sports Center, by doing this I am more likely to say yes. Go home- propose to me the car, at the gas station, the grocery store- something simple like it comes up in conversation. I do not want flowers, I do not need a garden or beautiful scenery, or candles, and he doesnt even need to be in a tux. If its something too cheesy and the way that everyone gets engaged at BYU I am most likely going to say No, and try again. Just a future warning.

I also remember that when I started college my parents said that if I made it through without getting married, I can have Steak at my wedding. Well, heres to the last month of my undergrad! I dont forget anything, especially when steak is involved.

LAKERS WON!

This wont be an extensive post. But I just want to point out that the LAKERS WON. I have watched every game, every team, since round one- faithfully. (And to be 100% honest- I wanted the Trail Blazers to take it- but that didnt go far.) And regular season games, for certain teams. I have read all online articles, and have always given my full attention to Sportscenter. I was disowned from my family. I got threating text messages. I feel in love with the Kobe/ Lebron commercials. I lost sleep, and maybe some friends. And I sure as heck, shared all my problems with my dad on that game, when Orlando got their one win. But look who gets the last laugh now----- ME!

LAKERS WON. LAKERS WON.

Grandpa Dolman

So this afternoon I met for the first time my Grandpa Dick Dolman (my dad's dad.). He is so charming and wonderful. He was on a long roadtrip from Alaska and took a detour to come see me in Idaho. We went out to lunch and spent a long time talking. He and I have so many things in common. And I see pieces of me, Abbie, Rheba, and my dad in him. It was a fabulous way to spend my afternoon.

Wheres Rheba?

Finding Rheba this summer might be harder than finding Waldo. She is leaving for her Mandrains Drum Corps tour, tomorrow I think. She will be missed. And maybe a party will be thrown. (j/k Rheb!) Course, I wont realize that she is gone, till I go back home at the end of July. I am very proud of her, and her ability to like band, and play so many instruments. I just dont know why she was to be a band geek, ALL SUMMER LONG. Have fun on your tour!!!!!

This photo was strategically picked: Wheres Rheba?

I think that this was at a pre- tour camp.

Almost a Homework Excuse?

This is a recap of this morning, and why I was almost in need of a homework excuse.

6:00am- Alarm goes off. What? I just got to sleep!
6:00am- SNOOZE.
6:10am- Alarm goes off.
6:10am- SNOOZE.
6:15am- alarm on phone goes off.
6:16am- make bed/ pray/ pick todays outfit
6:22am- shower, and think about what I need to do today.
6:33am- clothes, hair, makeup, check weather (rain again), music, etc.
6:40am- realize that my 7am meeting was cancelled, complain to my imaginary friend that Im now awake. realize I can be early to my Epidemiology class, and work on work.
6:42am- continue getting ready.
6:59am- move backpack to bed, and figure out what I need to pack. Move important school paper from desk, and place on bed.
7:02am- make/ eat breakfast. OMLETTE, HASH BROWN, FRESH FRUIT. ya right, I had Cereal.
7:07am- walk in room, and turn on fan (who knows why, maybe I just wanted to push the buttons.)
7:08am- sit at desk, hear paper fall behind bed. CRAP.
7:09am- realize that the bed weighs 1 TON. Not possible to move alone. (Its seriously a 2 boy processs ask anyone that has lived in Tuscany. Remember difficulty at beg. of winter when Lauren, Skyler, and I tried to change its direction under the window.)
7:10am- CRAP. Think of a way to get needed paper, from behind bed.
7:15am- TAPE. But where is some string? No string. See earphones, and the long cord. Construct tape around cord, with a fabulous amount of surface area.
7:20am- not working. Try to walk through conversation in my head, about what Ill tell my teacher. Maybe aliens taking my work sounds more believable?
7:22am- return to kitchen. find really long wooden spoon.
7:24am- Tape around spoon, CHECK. Spoon down bed.
7:26am- Paper attaches. Prayer answered.
7:27am- kick stupid heavy bed.
7:27am- paper in backpack.
7:30am- leave for class. (cause it is as 7:45am)
7:45am- class starts. teachers says turn in work next class time.
7:46am- urge to crumple paper, and throw across room.

Graduating, Music, and Dark Clouds

Graduating:
I am 6 weeks, and 1 day away from Graduating from College. It has been a long time coming, since I graduated H.S. in 2004. I had some detours, some heated moments in the registration/ housing/ and honor code offices, changed my mind a few times, and sometimes enjoyed the social life to much. I will get my B.S. in Health Science, with a minor in Biology. Now when I join all the other billionaires of the world, I wont be like Bill Gates, who dropped out of Harvard, as well as all the others that never finished. Now I have to finally pick a grad school, and decide what I am going to do?

Music:
I really want to go see a band named, Phish. And I am currently searching for amazing seats at the Mountain View show. Course the show at the Gorge in Washington is capturing my attention a whole lot more as of late. (I realize more and more everyday, how much I am like my dad. I think I got his taste in music too. If you were to only see my iTunes list, and what I listen to on Pandora.)

This boy told me the other day that I am not friendly, because I walk around campus with my iPod on. Maybe Im just not looking to add people to my contact list right now. Or maybe I am thinking about something else. Or maybe I dont want to talk to anyone at that very moment. Or maybe I want people think that I am in a music daze. (Thanks Creed and Emily for all the music when starting my iTunes.)

And for the record, I would rather have the largest music collection (even bigger than my Uncle Byron's), than book collection. Later on, down the road, hopefully, Id be able to fund it. And I would rather, sit around listening to music, than watch TV or read a book.

My theme song probably still is, Smile LiKe You Mean It- The Killers, and Bad Day- Daniel Powter. Although I am almost partial to the Chipmunks version, after watching Alvin and the Chipmunks so much with Preston and Nate last year. I have yet to get the soundtrack, and I wont admit if it is or isnt on my, "To Purchase List." I will admit though, that sometimes when I walk around I hear a song, and think that it should be added to the Soundtrack of my Life.

Dark Clouds:
Ive always thought that a dark cloud follows me around. And sometimes I am the only one that sees it. I do however, want to know, when I moved to Seattle? Cause all the forcast shows is rain and thunderstorms. And thats all it has done for days, except when the sun pops out for that one hour, as a joke. And, I always used to think that I would melt in the rain, cause I am made of sugar. But, over the weekend as I sat in the pouring rain at the Madison Lionz football game that was proved otherwise.

Brett Favre, Green Bay, and a Bubble BOY

I am still waiting, just like everyone else, for Brett Favre's football decision for this upcoming season. I have feelings both ways for him playing or not. If he does go to the Vikings, I will be a temporary fan, like I was of the Jets last year.


A quick story: So I met this boy back in 2007 in my Paramedicine Trauma class, and we are just friends. I have no plan of ever liking him, cause we have non of the same interests and I just dont. We have a class together this semester, Epidemiology and sometimes we'll study together. He texted me not to long ago, asking if I wanted to study that evening. I polietly said that I cant. He asked, "why?" I said that I was watching Sportscenter. (Like I do most days, for an inch closer to reality, since I curently reside in a bubble. And cause it is one of my most favorite of shows.) He said, "Sportscenter?" I said yes, and its Brett Favre coverage right now. And he said to me, "Whos Brett Favre?" After regaining consciousness and pulling the knife out of my heart, I then began to question the friendship. Does he live in a bubble? Obviously! What boy, let alone person doesnt have the faintest idea of who he is. I understand that you dont have to be a fan, let alone like him, but at least know who he is when you are speaking/ friends with someone that thinks the world of Brett Favre and Green Bay. I contemplated deleting him from my phone, but my goal is to be more christlike, so I didnt.

Dad- The Vikings play Green Bay on Monday, October 05, in Minnesota. I think that we should go- maybe for a family trip. (Or just you and me!)