You Love My Life

more like demanded to update…

I draw in really bizarre people into my life. Is this a direct reflection of ME? I didn’t think so either.

Ben and I are looking for a bed frame. If you didn’t know this already, I SCORE at craigslist shopping. I get the best deals! I found a queen bed frame that is the style and color that we are looking for, and the best part is it comes with a queen boxspring and mattress! No! Of course I would never sleep on a previously owned strangers bed, but my guests will!! The price was as if I was STEALING it from these people, I basically got it for free! F.R.E.E.

The gentleman that I was texting about this said he’d deliver AND INSTALL for $15. I was a little skeptical but I don’t have a truck to get it, nor a man to carry it in and assemble it. (Ben was at work) and my window of opportunity was small, so I agreed.

After we set up that he would arrive at 1:30, I realized that I would be home alone and started having all these irrational thoughts that he might murder me and steal all of my stuff. We just bought a new TV the day before and I was kicking myself for NOT getting the theft warranty that they always try to make you get but you never need…BUT I MAY HAVE NEEDED IT NOW more than any!! I have a sick mind and started imagining that he’s like the Craigslist killer…the medical student who killed that girl…and I texted Ben and told him I was worried and if I called HE HAD TO ANSWER! And even worse, I opted out of having my brother help me pick this up because his schedule didn’t work so I had this guy deliver it…OR STEAL MY STUFF!! I was freaking out!

I took my bed down for easier and faster install of the new bed frame. I flipped my rather heavy mattress on its side against the window. SHIT! If he does hurt me or beat me over the head with a crow bar, no one will hear me or see me! So I moved the heavy (HEAVY) mattress to the other side… it was a smart move! I also hid my laptop in the closet that was behind the bed.

His wife calls me and can’t speak English at all. I begin to think horrible racist thoughts that I don’t want to publish on here…but they weren’t nice. I walk outside to greet them and they are driving some 100 year old 2 door car with the mattress I’m buying STRAPPED TO THE TOP OF THE CAR!! I thought “Delivery provided for a small fee” meant “I have a truck”. Nope.  Then he asks me to show him my apartment BEFORE he starts loading the mattress off the top of the car. I knew he was scanning his territory and making a plan of action! What if he slams the door and locks me in the closet while he unloads all of my valuables? So I left the door open the ENTIRE time they were there!

Then I realized that I was making him more nervous that he was making me. (Surprisingly I cooled down) He was DRIPPING sweat, like he had just dumped a glass of water on his head… And he was a larger man, and kept throwing himself onto the floor when he needed to screw something it. It was making me feel uncomfortable because he was being so awkward. He began trying to “sell” me on the bed. As if I was going to say “NO! I hate it! Take it apart and put my old bed back together”. That is so not something I would do!

The, as he would spread his arms apart to showcase the bed…”Mam does this look ok to you?”

“NO! Change the way it looks!”

Me, trying to make conversation - “Do you remember where you bought the bed?” Because it looked like something I saw at Ikea, I was trying to make conversation!

Toothless woman in thick Hispanic accent - “um…No. I don’t remembemeber. But it’s in its original form. We didn’t paint it or northing. We didn’t gloss it. It’s in its original form”  That was a shortened version of her 5 minute convincing that it was in its original form. I was convinced!

I gave them the money, they left and I had to clear my whole apartment and bed because they were some funky ass people!

The new bed

The new guest bed behind the couch because that is the only place we can put it!

David’s Bridal is having a sale. a $99 sale. So I’ve been-a-brousin’.  What do-ya think for a beach wedding? Picture them in ivory.

 #1

Beautiful and elegant. Flowy

great price

#2

Love the detail.

Wish it was longer.

Can I do short?

great price

https://www.davidsbridal.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ProductDisplayView?storeId=10052&catalogId=10051&categoryId=-49997265&currentIdx=32&subCategory=-49998492%7c-49997958%7c-49997265&catentryId=2000166

(it won’t let me copy the picture)

#3

lacy and elegant

love love

pricey pricey

pricey price

 #5

beautiful and sparley

slightly seethrew

probably pricey

Ode To the Fair Maiden Julia
 
In the absence of your beautiful presence, what would my day be like?
In figurative terms, my heart would be pierced with a spike.

Your aura of goddess is like a blooming rose
Your savory flatulence enliven my nose
 
Zeus and the Tritons surely miserable must be
For the beautiful green eyes of Julia they cannot see
 
When I am tired of being a man
Julia is the phoenix that tells me “I can”

 Ben just emailed this to me. He’s so darling!!! I just love him!! He’s so wonderful and witty! He makes stuff up like this all the time! I’m sure you can hear his silly English Yorkshire voice citing this to me.

Yesterday was the first day of my birth month and my mother has introduced me to celebrating the WHOLE month!

It all started while eating dinner at my mum’s. I had been getting a headache all day. It would come on then go away, then I would try to do a jumping guitar move and it would pound again. It would go away then I would play “tease Otis with a hat so that he thinks I’m throwing it but I really just hit Ben in the face behind me” game. My mum finally convinced me to take some ibuprofen and I selfishly chose to drink out of her water bottle instead of getting my own. This was obviously a bad choice because I already knew it was too cold.

I threw the narcotics into my mouth and took a swig and to my remembering, the water was too cold. I started laughing because I knew my facial expression was so funny, all the while still holding the pills in my mouth, as they slowly dissolve…

I could feel my mum laughing (I say feel because my eyes were closed trying to concentrate on stopping laughing so that I could swallow), which made me laugh harder. All the while still sitting in my chair trying to concentrate enough to swallow.

It finally got too much and I started to cough, all the while still holding the dissolving, fizzing, nasty ibuprofen and water in my mouth. I ran over to the sing and spit it out and started to gag. Still laughing. It was nasty! It came out of my nose, which made me gag, which made me throw up the lovely salad and burned pork dish I had just eaten. I was still laughing uncontrollable and I can only in vision my mom sitting at the table behind me holding her stomach and doing her almost screaming laugh and Ben is frantic. Thinking I’m truly sick and doesn’t know what to do.

I somehow seem to get the words “water” out of my mouth while hanging over the sink and snot and water running of my nose. Ben gets me water and then I get out in my whisper “I need a Kleenex first” He quickly grabs that and hold it up to my nose…

Of course I walked around the rest of the evening with a sad face and telling everyone I had thrown up…

My mum called this “laughing vomit”

I stumbled across this fantastic site!

http://www.shabbyapple.com

“Rockefeller”

I want this!

Would this be a great “first day on the job in California” dress?

“5 to 9″

I will look this amazing in this dress too!

“Kiss me at midnight”

I could do a cocktail party in this!

“Storm”

This is a “oh just going to Saturday market” dress.

Ben and I have had a very productive day today.

We started it off with a wonderful yoga practice, a healthy lunch at Cafe Fresh in Good Earth and came home and got a cleaning bug!

We cleaned the bathroom together, and the water has had a difficult time going down the drain lately. So I got to investigating in my cleaning niche and this is what I pulled out…

Look how long that is! Ew!

Yeah that’s NOT my hair!

Look how much was in there!!

That is just GROSS!!! There was soo much and none, NONE of it was mine or Ben!! Please click on the photos to see a really good close up!

I knew you find it as gratifying as I did!! hahaha

I get that this year is about being open and honest. I haven’t “hidden” where I am in my spiritaul path, but I haven’t been “OUT THERE” because I don’t want to make it look like someone else is wrong. I believe that every individual is on own path.

I don’t lie when people ask “when are you getting married?” I say “Summer of 2010″ “WHAT!?!?!?!! humppsd” They don’t know what to say so they just stare at me like there is something wrong with me. This has been said once, “Why wait so long? Don’t you love eachother?” No. We don’t love eachother, we are going to try to fall i love before we get married.

It makes me angry, hurt, disgusted, sad, etc, etc….that people I used to be wonderful friends with, WON’T be my friends. In fact they tell me I’m wrong, ask me how it feels to “break covenants”. WTH? Do I have my own free will to choose? Am I the prodical “son”?

I am getting slapped in the face living in Utah County, and living with my fiance for that matter! My neighbors won’t talk to me or make eye contact, even though I smile and say hello every time I see them. Maybe I like it that way though. I guess I don’t really want to be buddy buddy with them because I dont’ really want them to invite me to RS activities and “fellowship me”.

I get that I judge them for judging me. Working on it.

And I would be lying if I said I didn’t have some wonderful friends because i do. I do have some friends, who are still my friends and still love and support me for my decisions and are still in the Mormon church. And I truly don’t feel judged from them.

I honor them on their path too…

Here is how it all starts. He went to the doctor yesterday afternoon and because of the snow he decided to take the rest of the day off instead of driving back up to work. And he saw the perfect moment to do it because I was going to Julie’s baby shower last night.

So he told me that he was going to UVU to apply and to the gym. And every time I spoke to him on the phone he’s like “on my way to the gym” haha. I totally thought he was. I had not suspicion.
 
So I got home from the baby shower and there was a note on the door that said, “Julia, are you excited? Follow the notes to see how cool you are.” Haha and he had strung ribbon all through our apartment with notes on things reminding me of how cool I am. It started with one on my math book on the couch that said “I am smart and good at math” then up to our mandala on the wall that said “You are beautiful and perfect like this mandala” then to our plant that said “Are you organic?” hahah and so on and so on.

It ended on our bed with a picture book he made of us and the ring box. I opened the ring box and it just had a note that said “Julia will you marry me?” and I’m looking around thinking he’s going to come out somewhere and he doesn’t…so I look in the closet, bathroom, storage room…he’s not there. So I text him and say “YES! Where are you?” he doesn’t answer….doesn’t answer. So I took pictures and started doing the dishes. I’m thinking “am I supposed to wait???” So then he finally texts back and says “Wait there is another surprise you have to find…” I’m like “FIND?” so I keep searching and I’m not finding anything so I finish the dishes and get a text that says “look out the window”. And I come to the window and he’s standing there with a red rose and a red Gerber daisy and serenades me with a made up song about me. He was so cute.

Then he came inside and got down on one knee and we just kissed and hugged and he put the ring on my finger.

Then we hung out on the floor while he told me the whole story! How he has had the ring since 4 days after we went and picked it out. ( I HAD NO IDEA! It’s been like a month and a half since we picked it ou!) and how he’s been dying to give it to me but wanted to wait until after the LSAT and finals…He kept trying to find opportunities to do it but nothing would go through until last night! The last part of him not being there was spontaneous. I texted him to tell him I was on my way home and he thought “OH I’LL LEAVE and go get flowers!!” So him not texting me back was him hurrying at the store to get flowers and stalling to leave me hanging. hehe so cute!!

Ben’s face is funny…How about another try?

And Ben crashed on the floor. He said “I’m exhausted. I’ve been running around all day!!!”
Then we made some rice noodles at 10pm and went to sleep.

He is amazing and wonderful!! I can’t imagine being with anyone else!! I love how thought out this was and how proud of himself he was. And it was fun and funny!! He was so excited just to be doing it!! I love it!

We are super excited!! We are planning on getting married the Summer of 2010 in California!!

I know this is totally unrealistic! But it’s fun to wish! I want this:

Maybe not this exact one. but something like it. And I want all the knowledge I need to use it to be dumped into my brain!

Thanks Santa!

Tomorrow is a big day. I am choosing to live in positive thoughts and gratitude. I choose to accept all the wonderful things the Universe has to give me - which are infinite. I consciencely accept everything. Thank you Universe.

               I am completely abundant. All things flow to me with grace and ease.

            All my relationships are healthy and happy. I choose to live in joy and gratitude.

I am a beautiful woman.