Long Distance Relationships

I'm pretty sure the hardest part of a long distance relationship is when you have a bad day. Or a bad week. Or anything hard that happens. Because if that person were nearby and easily accessible, at the very least you have the hope of seeing them later that day that would make it all seem easier. Unfortunately, all I have is a phone call. One that I have to wait until 11:00pm to really be able to talk to Nate. It sucks. I've been having an awful time at work because I'm feeling so unmotivated and worthless. And what makes is worse is that I'm stuck in it because there's a hiring freeze in the college and I'd want to stay there. And what is the deal with Full-Time Employment? Especially with this position. There's no way I have 8 hours a day worth of work, even when I go beyond the minimum requirement for my job. And I HATE having to be on time BECAUSE I know I have to sit there for 6 of the hours trying to come up with something to do. Lame sauce.

Reception at WHEELER FARM!!!

Wow. Work was booooooring today. Good thing Mom and Grandpa came to the rescue with WEDDING PLANS. My grandfather had personally taken it upon himself to find me a reception venue for my wedding. He suggested the Lions Club Park (which I thought was an awesome idea), he checked on some of his stake's property (which was also an awesome idea) and yesterday he firmly decided that it was going to be at the pavilion at Wheeler Farm (still an awesome idea). So my mom started doing the legwork and 5 phone calls and negotiations with my fiance, we put in the paperwork for the Activity Barn on June 27th. It's an AMAZING location, I'm totally stoked. The thing is, that is one week later than we were planning on having the Salt Lake reception since we're scheduled to be married on June 19th. I don't want to move the day since we have the temple and my mission president already set. But with so many family members out of town coming in, I want them to be there for the big reception with all the food my Aunties have cooked. So, that's the current predicament. A few more phone calls and some prayers and I'm sure we'll get it figured out.

Bleh...

I hate being sick!! But it's been nice not working and I was forced to drop my psychology class because I've already fallen too far behind. I didn't really want to be in that class anyway. People overshare WAY to much in classes like that. I like Biology. People don't tell about their overbearing parents or their issues with intimacy in Biology. We talk about animals and parts of a cell and how to grow bacterial cultures. Now THAT'S stuff I can deal with.

The Poly Roll

I was at the gym this morning and I noticed two Polynesian guys working out on some of the weight machines. I promise, I wasn't checking them out (though I did think that my friend Kristen would have loved to be there). I don't know what happened when they were weighing themselves, but they both just started laughing really really hard. And it wasn't that I heard it through my intensely loud earphones, I saw it.

I don't know how many people have noticed, but when Polynesians laugh, it takes over their ENTIRE BODY. Limbs go flailing, suddenly all sense of balance has been lost and we have to walk around or rock back and forth to keep us from falling over. The best is at mealtimes. I'm convinced that Polynesian males can eat so much because between all the talking and intense laughter (which causes them to rock back and forth in their seats), their diaphragm pushes down and compacts all the food into the tightest, smallest form imaginable, thereby making room for more food to enter.

Career Goals

Yeah, I'm really thinking I don't want to be in this job past this next year. Of course, I would probably find some other position at SLCC...or go back to the U (if I decide I hate myself).

I love my job for now, but it's not one that I can take anywhere unless I really want to invest myself into a Child Care Profession (which I don't) (unless it's my own kids)(and even my own kids will be lucky to make it to adulthood alive).

Carl wants me to buy his car. I want to buy Carl's car. I don't have any money to buy said car. And all future monies are going towards a wedding that I really don't know how I'm going to plan.

Ashley doesn't think Dane Cook is funny...

Seriously. Not seeing the funny.

Things I should probably write down....and then actually do...

I keep thinking that I need to contact people about stuff for the wedding. And then I get caught up in minor things like work and school and my personal health. Ok:

Suzie Hardcastle-Hair
Mandi Williams-Makeup
Colleen Poole-Bridesmaid Dresses (also must go to David's Bridal and Allyse's Bridal)
Carissa Poole-Flowers (also need to find out what those pink lilies were called)
Book the Photographers
Bring myself to actually even think about getting a really white wedding dress that is going to make me look REALLLY big. >whine<
Go completely broke
Lose my mind.

On a side note, there have been suggestions from people that have started "If I had to do it over again..." including:

If I had to do it over again I would have spent more money on the photographer and less money on the bridesmaid dresses

If I had to do it over again I would have paid extra for people to man the carnival games instead of having irresponsible relatives do it.

If I had to do it over again I would have done it on a warmer day.

I'm sure as the day draws closer I'll be recieving even more advice that I will lovingly put up here because that's what blogs are for.

Sunday Drive

I thought it was the funniest thing. Tyler and I found a "Sunday Drive" while we were on our Sunday drive yesterday. This was following our Sunday Walk and our Sunday Ice Cream, of course. I've never been to The District until last night when we decided to walk around on a day we wouldn't spend money. I'm pretty sure it looked like we were casing the joint so if any of the stores got robbed last night, I will be called in for questioning. We also made up a new cheap date idea. Instead of actually going to a movie, you can just take someone into the lobby area of a nice movie theater and look at all the posters of upcoming releases. They're getting really creative with the poster nowadays. I found it highly entertaining.

Pink and Green.

And we're talking bright pink and green. My fiance was ok with it, my mom was ok with it. Who cares if my favorite color blue is a far gone casualty? In fact, when I presented it to my mom I said, "You know, like a watermelon." To which she responded, "Watermelon's are RED and green." But that was the best response I've gotten to anything yet.

I vetoed blogs...

...and somehow I'm back here again. But I was always much better at blogging than I was at handwritten stuff. My current dilemma is finding colors for my wedding. Doesn't make much sense to plan the rest of it if I don't really know what color I want it to be unless I plan on coloring it all in with magic markers the day of the wedding. Although, I do like the colors on this layout...I do know that I want dots. Lots of cheerio kind of polka dots (the open ones). I've recently become infatuated with them. It's probably some psychological link the the comfort I find from cereal.