Blergh

So I have been meaning to write since the last week in July. Totally haven't been motivated

 I really did some special service for my good friend Chante.  It is amazing because one was living an episode of Call the Midwife.  I got to help a lady who got her tubes tied, find food, medication, and get her home. Which is nothing too extraordinary, but I didn't know her and it definitely was a experiment on how the other half lives.  I got to go into her apartment in the ghetto of Atlanta (cops and firemen came while we were there and everything).  Her house had been broken into or at least the window was broken, there were roaches everywhere, and at 10pm her kids were up and screaming in an ill equipped dirty home.  I would have to say it was very different for me. My friend cried when we got in the car because she felt so bad for those little children.  I on the other hand thought I was super blessed (which she did too), and could see a lot of love in that house. The parents had taken steps to stop having children so they could support the ones they had, and the dad had brought treats home because he was worried and thinking about them. The neighbor had shown up at 10:30 pm to see if she was alright and could do anything.  It highlighted how much money and wealth  can separate you from others.  I know my neighbors wouldn't come to check on me.  I know the ward would take a day or two if they even knew I was in the hospital.  We started at 6 and ended up done past midnight.  I wouldn't trade that experience for anything.

I then later helped Chante's cousin get her meds.  I met her at the airport. It ended up being super inconvenient because I thought it would be easy.  First I had to arrange Chante's and mine schedule to up to get the meds.  Daniel kept calling me a drug mule, and I laughed.  Funny thing was I forgot my parking pass and then the pill on the way to the airport.  I had to meet up with Daniel to get my pass and he said I was pulling him into the trade. That and what kind of runner was I when I botched the first job. I was able to find her at the airport pretty easy too. I waited with her on her layover and talked to her she was a sweet lady and I was glad to help her out.  My days as a mule will be done because that was super inconvenient.

What the What?

Here is a quick catch up on my New Year's resolutions. While Daniel and I have not walked every day nor every weekend (there has been some serious rain pourage on a some consistent weekends), Daniel has been walking on his own about twice a week and sometime three to four if I'm with him.  He actually wants to do it himself.  So while I thought I had ruined that goal, I would say it has been successful since Daniel is doing it himself and ultimately it is for his health. It does help that we live next to the river so walking is actually enjoyable.

June seems to have flown by and I have two acts of kindness to do, but everyone seems to do acts towards me. I had a captain buy my meals for my entire trip (man did we eat well, Greek food and sushi). My mom let me come  to her house in DC and drag her around the Aerospace museum and look at airplanes. 

The Enola Gay; drop the first Atomic bomb.

My one good deed  was accepting a calling in primary for the CTR4. Okay this really was a saintly act since I've only taught this class three previous times and am sick and tired of it.  There also is the fact that right now in my life I am so not into children. I've become that person who just sees them as sticky, loud, money suckers that ruin you body. It doesn't mean that I don't like individual children because I really do connect with some (and most connect with me whether I like them or not). The only positive thing is that this will be a very good form of birth control (there are 9 in this class and exhaust me beyond belief).

May Day

So I didn't think I would get any good deeds done for May and I was thinking that was mighty fine.  I had the last week off and I wanted to visit family and friends, so off to Utah I went.  This ended up a bit comically because I started at 4 am and I had to miss two flights before I could get to Salt Lake. I got stuck in Houston for roughly six hours, but I got to see two flight attendant buddies.  One I escorted to his plane and talked to him, and the other I helped to get to Las Vegas (she was going to go this really messed up way and her time so wasn't adding up).  It made it nice for me because I was able to talk to someone to Salt Lake and she even said it brighten her day.  I guess the next was that I had the gate agents cracking up. I'm not sure exactly what I was saying, but it made their weekend since they had to work the holiday weekend I count that as my second act.

Now onto the picture fun.  When I go into to town I went over to my friend Jody's house, she got show off her house and I got to see all of my college buddies.


Yep they made the U totally worth it.  Two of them didn't even go to college with me, but hey it was still awesome.
 

Sunday was nice because I got to spend it with my dad because everyone was out of town.  We decided to make our traditional Christmas dinner of Lobster and Steak. Since I canceled Christmas last year. This was quite the treat; that and I can't grill in my apartment.








For Memorial Day, I went with the Gedge family to visit dead people.  This hit my morbid fancy so I went along (I know this is a normal thing to do on Memorial Day, but growing up we always went to movies). 

A Gedge relative with the same birthday as me.

Aunt Alice and I have a common ancestor, so we are cousins.

Cousins playing around



 I got to see my Opa and Nana's grave. It was nice of my in-laws to let me visit.

On Tuesday I got to fly down to St. George to visit my Gran and Jenn and her new baby. I came back the same day after enjoying good breakfast and lunch.  But I had to go to the Melty Way, a grilled cheese shop that my sister-in-law kept talking about (we had a plan for months to go here). It was so good. I had to show the world ie Facebook. Love pictures of me stuffing my gob.



Slow going

This April has been pretty boring.  It has been as slow as the plants I'm trying to go. Even if they have had a few near death experiences; they still seem to want to live.  Hopefully in May or June I will have nice pictures to show off.

I did bother to randomly be kind to people.  One was simple; I had to talk to a friend while she cleaned her house. I sat on her bed (the only clear place) and watch her throw out junk two years older and put her room in an orderly manner.  She said it wouldn't have gotten done because she couldn't just wonder off when she was bored with that room 'cause I was still sitting in there.  It was a little cathartic for me because I didn't realize that I had gotten rid of so much stuff last year when I did my 100 things closet and clean out my kitchen. No way would I get down to a 100 gadgets, but I could get rid of crappy bowls/Tupperware.  It was a little much to see all her stuff (to be fair she did go from a house to a two bedroom apartment).

My next one is spectacular.  I helped a girl have a 16 year old party.  Her mom didn't have money for a simple party of taking the Front Runner to Salt Lake, do the Temple Square thing, some historical sites and a lunch.  I thought this was awful mostly, because I expected a car (a crap car, but a car none the less) and something great because I was 16.  I figured if this girl wanted this relative cheap smart party she should have it.  I donated some money and can't wait to hear that she had a good time, or thought or whatever it is 16 year olds think of stuff.

Here is a photo of my knitting since everyone seems to be spitting out babies right now.
 BABY LEGGINGS!!!!

Thought I was in Trouble

This month I thought I wasn't going to make it on my good deeds, but I can say that I'm successful without even trying.

First deed may not really count because I am the one to receive it, but it was in the spirit of it so I get to count it because I'm the judge of this thing anyway.  I had called my friend freaking out, as I usually do, over work and left a panicked message. I then snidely told her to get back to me ASAP. It is a joke between us because I constantly call her and it takes a week or two for her to get back to me.  I didn't have a week this time and it drives me insane that she can't promptly get back to me.  So she called me back really late that day and left a message because I was working.  It was a rushed brain barf of a message and at the end of it she said really quickly, "You'll do great. I love you! Bye."  I was really surprised (eyebrow lifting, pulled up short, surprised).  She and I aren't super close, and I usually say something totally inappropriate to her in personal emotional situations that we talk about. So we don't close our conversations with trite and casual phrases. Anyway I was really touched because she meant it.  It had totally slipped out of her mouth because she was talking so fast in a total distracted manner.  I didn't realize how much it meant to me because I had this funny voice in my head that said, "See someone besides Daniel would care if you were dead."  I told the voice to shut up because I already have a sick fascination with death and being prepared for it, so I didn't need to start dwelling on that. 

So yeah doing something good without the person knowing that is the theme of the month.  This one I truly didn't know I was doing anything great even as it was told to my face.  I was out with a buddy of my from church doing our Visiting Teaching.  We use this as an excuse to get together since our lives are so busy (I don't even know how or why we became friends since we have seen each other a handful of times, but hey we clicked).  Anyway for once it got off the beaten track and we were laughing because she had said that her really good friend went to Paris and didn't even get her a crummy "My friend went to Paris and all I got was a T-shirt" shirt.  And she looked at me and I kept thinking, "Geez that person is a jerk" and I realize she was making fun of me and I didn't  even get it for a while, but then I  did I started to laugh (I don't do giving junk unless it speaks to me of that person).  Later on the conversation turned serious and she was telling someone that she didn't want her Visiting Teachers or her Visiting Teaching companion to change because that has been the biggest help in her life right now.  I knew who her teachers were, but for the life of me I couldn't think who her companion was and I was kind of jealous. And then it totally dawned on me she was talking about me.  I busted laughing because I didn't see myself that way.  I saw myself as her friend, and I am always the one that is just a friend and not "the life saving friend."  She looked at me, and I explained that I was trying to figure out who her companion was until it finally hit me. She thought I was the biggest ditz, but I must have been having a rough night not to be putting two an two together.