Random thoughts

I have a new favorite song! My brother introduced me to it on one of our long drives together. I’m not sure if I should be offended or not… anyway it’s awesome, check it out!!


This weekend was the Miss Vista Pageant and I’m so glad I was able to be a part of it again this year! Congratulation to ALL the girls!! You are all so beautiful inside and out and did such an amazing job! Even though I wasn’t able to be a part of most of the pageant stuff this year, I still felt like a proud big sister watching every one of you. Best of Luck to the new Queens and court, it will be a great year I promise!!

Adventures of a blonde!

My brother volunteers as a firefighter on a mountain not to far away from where we live. Since I’m home for the summer and he sold his truck he is stuck either riding his motorcycle up the mountain or begging me for a ride. Because I’m such a wonderful sister and don’t want my brother to die on a motorcycle I told him that I would drive him up there and then pick him up again after his shift a few days later.

This morning was my first time going up the mountain to get him after he had been working for 5 days. I text messaged him last night and got directions and he told me that I should get there around 7am. He told me that it was raining and might snow but not to worry because it shouldn’t be that bad and to just drive slow. Everybody who knows me knows I consider the word “snow” to be worse than the “f-word” but I trusted him that I would be ok as long as I could just drive up and get him without getting out of the car. I set my alarm for the butt-crack of dawn and got in my car without even brushing my hair. The drive seemed to be fine, it was windy but not too rainy and I was pretty sure I had enough gas to get me up the mountain and back home again, after all it couldn’t be that far since he goes there so much, right?

I wasn’t even to the base of the mountain before it started raining really hard and I noticed that my gas was fading fast. I thought for sure it couldn’t be that much longer and I shouldn’t worry. Within a few minutes it started to snow. I told myself I would be ok. I just kept driving and driving telling myself that it had to be around the next bend. I went on like this forever. After a while it started to snow so hard that I couldn’t see the bend ahead of me and I started to freak out. I pulled over but my cell wouldn’t work. I didn’t know what to do so I started to cry. I decided I had to keep going and that’s when I noticed that my gas light was on. I knew that even if I made it to the fire station I wouldn’t make it to get gas so I found a lookout and parked the car and tried to call my brother. I got one bar of service but my brother’s phone didn’t get any at the stations so I couldn’t get a hold of him. I really didn’t know what to do. I just sat there and cried in the cold.

After trying to call him over and over I got a text from him saying that if I had an emergency to call this number. I called it and the fire chief picked up the phone. I asked to talk to my brother and it turned out that I had made a wrong turn and was lost. They decided to just try to find me in the search and rescue vehicle rather then try to help me find my way fearing that I would run out of gas and not have any cell service at all and freeze to death in my car. He told me to not turn on the heater in fear of using up all the gas. I sat in my car in my PJs freezing cold for what seemed like ever. Finally I see some lights and there was a fire engine coming up the mountain. I almost started to cry for joy!

Erik started laughing when he saw me and told me to fallow him to the station and that it wasn’t that far. We got all his stuff and he drove down the mountain in neutral not using any gas. We just barley made it to the gas station but it worked out ok. After the last time I was in snow and thought I was going to die I promised myself that I would never go in snow again and I would like to re-promise myself that!!! This time I really mean it I WILL NEVER GO TO SNOW AGAIN! It’s evil, just EVIL, worse than Chihuahuas and Motorcycles!

And they call it puppy love...

Everybody who knows me knows how much I LOVE my puppy!! Everything about the little 5lb bundle of cutest makes my heart melt! I love how she would sit in the window and give me her sad look as she watched me drive away making me want to cry, and then how excited she would get when she heard my car pull up in the drive way. I love the way she would try to act like some crazy man killing dog forgetting that she was tinny (well, honestly, sometimes that did suck) and how no matter what I would do she would insist on sleeping next to me on my pillow. She is the number one thing I miss about home! Sometimes I even wake up in the morning not wanting to move too much so I don’t wake her up. I get really disappointed when I open my eyes and realize that she is 5,000 miles away sleeping with my brother who “hates the little rat!” or so he says.

Although being in Hawaii and going to school is awesome, sometimes I get sad and wish that I was at home again. In the past when I would want to go home I would look up the cost of flights, realize how ridiculous they are, that I have no money so therefore I’m stuck here and then get back to my homework. Lately I found an even better thing to do. I watch this video of my little puppy love a few times, laugh at how cute she is and then get back to my homework! I’ll be home in just over a week and I can’t wait to see my baby!

(Sorry I can't figure out why the video turned to the side)
And no, we don’t normally let the dog on the table where we eat. It was just this one time she was going crazy trying to get whatever it was he had for dinner. I swear it only happened this once!