hell and hallelujah

my grandma is like whoa.

bless her heart, she doesn't remember her grandkids.

she doesn't remember if she knows how to walk sometimes either


she remembers little poems and songs sometimes.



every time we go see her she sings/speaks this particular song

we call it

hell and hallelujah

finally we googled some of the lyrics she'd repeat over and over


turns out the song is called Goody Goody

my favorite is the Frankie Lymon version


hell and hallelujah
you had it comin' to ya
goody goody for him
goody goody for me
i hope you're satisfied, you rascal you!


i need to post a video of her singing it on here.  it is glorious.  my mamacita is fabulous


last night sister and i went to visit her.  she was super sleepy and usually it's hell and hallelujah over and over and over ...and over.

but last night she kept repeating a song that kind of broke my heart
she just kept saying the words over and over and she got all teary eyed!  It was horrible.

I love my mamacita.  Her sweetheart (my papacito) passed away 16 years ago.  I could tell she was missing him lots yesterday.  Someday they'll be reunited though and how sweet that will be for them!


I Get the Blues When It Rains

(chorus)

I get the blues when it rains the blues I can't lose when it rains


Each little drop that falls on my window pane

Always reminds me of tears I've shed in vain

I sit and wait for the sun to shine down on me once again

It rained when I found you rained when I lost you

That's why I'm so blue when it rains

mamacita and i.. i think this was her 94th birthday in 2008

auntie, dad, uncle b, uncle k with mamacita

Mih-Zoo-Luh pics

Spaghetti, Ravioli and Beer.  Found: Pocatello



On the Road!  We wouldn't be smiling if we really realized how stinking long that drive was!




The gang at Oliver's Restaurant with our waitress, Rayleen.  She told us to call her Ray Ray. Favorite quotes from her:
"...Hun, I don't know how it's made... It comes to us frozen"
"..I'm an ankle biter.  An ankle biting Bi***.."  (then another waitress behind her yelled "Amen!".. It was awesome)
"I'm off in half hour.  Then I'm off like a pair o' dirty shorts!"



Chelsea, Marquee, Colton & Jordan.  On our way to Oliver's!

Don't worry, we found the Budweiser plant.  Somewhere in Idaho past Idaho Falls.

Look how inviting this place is!  Who wouldn't want to eat here!

These kids were smoking pot.  Awesome.

Chels and I went to the mall while the boys went to the police station (long story.)
Jus Chill'n was a smoothie store.  Ha!

Look at these beanies we found!  Love the Sock Monkey.. Only $19.95!

Here's that box car in Spencer, Idaho!

For a more thorough explanation of Missoula go { here }

Missoula

pronounced mih-zoo-luh.  It's in Montana, in case you were wondering.

Sunday: 8+ hours drive up

Monday: 8+hours drive back

That's a lot of driving.  And it is exhausting (sitting in a car for that long) believe it or not.

Old little town on the way to Missoula

Spencer, Idaho.  Opal capitol of the world! Oh, and that building you see in the picture?  That is the extent of this city.  Plus a boxcar.

This is where we stopped for lunch on the way there in Pocatello, Idaho.  Note the tablecloth.

Anaconda Opportunity?  I don't want any opportunities with anacondas, thank you very much.

For some reason my computer will not let me upload any more pictures.  So I'll post a part II of Missoula pics for you asap.  You'll want to see these.

holy moly!

So.  I have been putting off going to see an academic advisor at the university of choice for a long time (about 3 years) because I was so scared that they would tell me I'm not smart/good enough for school.  I know, so stupid of me to think that.  But I did!  And I was really scared to go!


BUT.

Today I faced my fear. 

I drove myself down to school.  Wandered around for a good hour or so killing time and psyching myself up to going to talk to the advisor.


I went and signed in and waited about 15 more minutes to talk to this lady.


Then I went in, she told me a few simple things I needed to do before I could register for classes. 

She then asked me what my major was.




Come to find out I am 1 year away from having my BFA in Fine Art.  ONE YEAR!!!?!

One year.

I didn't think I was SO close to the end of the school tunnel!   SUCH an exciting feeling.

I left her office just beaming and ran home to reapply so I could register!


Then I looked at all the classes I have to look forward to taking in the next 4 semesters.


I do have a few general classes left, Math, English, and Astronomy.


But then I get to do fun classes!


Photography
Painting
Figure Drawing
Ceramics
Baroque History
Sculpture
and other such classes!


I am so excited, I can't even believe how close I am.  Holy Moly!!!


ALSO Harry Potter is in ONE week!  Today is such a great day!


:)

PS once I figure out how to use my scanner I will be putting some of my artwork on here to celebrate!   Happy Schooling!

so here's the thing

When I wear my extensions my hair looks something like this with my new bangs... Don't mind my face in this picture please!










But I'm kind of tempted to chop my hair off like THIS.  Kind of tempted meaning on a scale of 1 to 7 it's about a 2.5... just because I've been growing my hair out for so long! Maybe?  What say you, blogging friends?



I have weird friends

My weird friends have creepy friends.

Meet Lucille.   She is my friend's pet black widow spider.  She is HUGE and disgusting.  I hate her. I hate all spiders. But mostly Lucille.  I can't believe he named her and is keeping her!! It disturbs me!

life lessons learned

from working fast food


don't judge a book by its cover
i feel judged all the time working fast food.  all the time people i know will ask me where i work... and after i tell them they laugh or say "still?' or something to that effect.  it drives me crazy!  little do they know my big plans for myself and how amazing my place of employment is with working around my school schedule and giving me as many hours as i need/want.  this has taught me that i truly shouldn't judge anyone because i don't know the whole situation!

don't make such a big deal over little things
countless times there will be people who lose their temper over not getting extra pink sauce.  or we forgot to put pickles on their cheeseburger.  people get seriously so upset that they'll curse and yell at us or demand free food.  it is ridiculous!  it's taught me not only that people make mistakes (go figure!) but i need to be patient and understanding.


be nice to everyone; even if you're in a terrible mood
people who are in a terrible mood put me in a terrible mood.  the world would be much brighter if everyone was just a little bit more kind.  so not only do other people need to be nicer, i need to be a happier person as well. 


it is possible to be healthy when you eat out
confession: i've eaten at my place of employment at least once a week for the last however many years i've been working there!  i am happy to say that i have maintained or lost weight and have made healthy choices when i eat there (not ALL the time, i have the occasional french fries and shake)