I was having a thought today that was, I thought, interesting. What is it that makes something mythology and not something else? I thought about Greek mythology and Egyptian mythology. They had/have gods they worship but is widely referred to as mythology. But here in the United States we have a religion(Christianity, Catholic, Mormon...) with a god that is worshiped. Why don't we label them as mythology? or why aren't the Greek and Egyptian ideals religion? Every one can argue and say their belief is right so why are there two different terms?

I was so surprised the Tyler wanted to go anywhere. Normally when we have Wednesday off together I'm usually bored outta my mind because there's only so much I can do on the computer. But he'd woken up yesterday morning and wanted to go. So who am I to say no? Though. I do feel kinda bad because I was trying to make plans with Paul to meet him on his lunch and grab some coffee. But I rescheduled. But it's really neat up there. I love the trees and the smell and how everything looks. We did an easy trail first and I took some pictures. But then we thought that since we were there and they had a waterfall that we wanted to go see it. So we started another trail and a lot of it was uphill. The trail had so many twists and turns it took forever to get to the point that we'd gotten to. By looking at the map that was there we got a quarter of the way there. So we decided that our cardio sucks and we should come back when we're more prepared. Going down was a lot easier and it wasn't so steep to where I had to go freakishly slow either. So maybe one day we'll go back.

I went to my dad's bday/bbq party on the 12th. I'm always positive when I go. I get to see family I rarely get to see and usually tend to think of it as something to go to because of that. But as of this last time I think I've decided that us 3 kids of his should throw him a brunch and let him do the bbq for his friends. Out of the time that we were there I think he was only around us for about 5-10 minutes. Which I can understand because he has a lot of people there and everyone tends to clique together. So he's got to do a lot of bouncing around from group to group. But this time we were the only family that went. I think they must've realized it too. But that wasn't the worst part of the day. The plan was made the night before that I was to drive to Paul's place to be there at 9:30am and that from there we were to drive to Dave's place and all of us were going to drive to Carmel about 10-10:30. So I woke up at 7:30 so I knew I had enough time to get all my stuff done. I even made it to Paul's a little early. It was weird when I was parking. I couldnt't imagine living right there next to the High School I went to. So Paul showed me around the place he's been living at. The kitchen looked nice, but his room was pretty bare. So then we grabbed Paul a Monster at the gas station and headed out to Dave's in Morgan Hill. So we got in Paul's car. Poor guy still doesn't have a radio in the car, but it was cool we were able to talk the way up there. We get to Dave's about 10. And that's when they day went bad. They still weren't ready yet. Dave was surprised that we were on time. Both were in the clothes they had slept in and totally not ready to go. So we waited in the living room with all their pets. They had two dogs (1 doberman almost full grown) and a small white hyper thing, 1 cat, 1 ferret (who was trying to attack my feet), and 2 fish tanks. I don't think they had done anything before we got there and I texted Dave when we were on our way. 10:30 comes around they weren't ready, 10:45 they still weren't ready. I can't even remember what time we actually left their house. I'm pretty sure it was about noon. For some reason there was all this stuff that just had to be done before they left. Dave had gone out to the truck to get some of his clothes, they had to get dressed and what ever else in the bathroom. They had to clean out the truck and blah blah blah. So we start to leave we got the doberman in the front with Dave and Jenna(who's the driver for the day) and me and Paul in the backseat. We get about a minute or so away from the house and then Jenna wants to go back because neither one of them grabbed the leash for the dog. So we go back and head out again. We go to the library because she had to return the book. Fine whatever it doesn't take very long. Then we end up going to Petsmart because apparently they needed a collar. It took them 45 freakin' minutes to pick out a dog collar! How, You ask? The constant questions and mind changes. It appears they'd lost the last collar because it was too big so every collar had to be tried on the see how it fit and then they didn't even know if it did. I'd even asked one of the workers that were walking around. The first one was one of those chain ones and they had that one on most of the time. But they decided that they needed one about an inch shorter so they put that one back. then they started looking and the fabric adjustable ones. They spent a while looking at those. She would ask which one Dave wanted and he picked out this slate gray/blue one but she decided that she didn't like that one and picked out a bright blue and that was the one they ended up with. While they were paying I went over to the cages by the door that hadd the kittens in them. Those poor things! They were all freaked out but trying to be calm, but you could tell they weren't because they were breathing fast. when Dave came over with the dog that didn't help them any, they couldn't hide being freaked out any more. I don't think the dog would've tried to attack them through the cage, but I don't think they knew that. Then after they were done purchasing I guess Jenna wanted a name tag so she was at the machine and I guess had already messed it up one or two times so she had Paul and Dave help her out with it. "does it look right?" I don't know how you can mess those up. Then we walk out the door and she gets sidetracked by the German shepherds that are out there. Then we go get back in the truck and Jenna asks if Dave wants to go to Khols since it's right there. She needed sandals. I told her that season is over and that they probably didn't really have much of anything. 10 minutes later, no sandals. So we start going and now she wants to go to Sonic. She's craving their hamburgers and cherry limeade. She asks if there's going to be food at the bbq and I tell her there usually is.But she decides to make the stop anyway and goes through the drive through. She asks if anybody wants anything, I tell her no that it was too early in the day (I knew there would be food there and that turned out to be a good idea anyway) She gets Paul to get a hamburger and she tells him that he just has to get a cherry limeade. So he does. Dave gets a hamburger and she asks him what he wants to drink and he said a coke. She told him that you can't get those there (even though you can) and that he has to get a slushie or something. So he tell her to order something then. There was a point when she asked if that was what he wanted and I heard him say that he wanted a coke. lol. Then she starts driving away and realizes that she doesn't have a straw and Dave didn't get any ketchup for his fries so she turns back around and parks next to the door so we could get those. It was like she was actively trying not to go! I was getting pretty irritated by then. Then we finally start making our dive up there (at least they were listening to Metallica) we get into Carmel and she decides that she didn't want to go in without bringing something so we stop at a grocery store and they grab some wine. We walk out and then she wants to go into Longs to see if they have any sandals. Which luckily there was one pair that fit her. We get to the bbq at about 3pm. Can you believe it! If I had known that they were going to do all that stuff before they were going to go I would've slept in. But since Dave told me 10-10:30 and that Jenna had to be to work by 1pm I thought that time was kinda of an issue. I guess she called in sick. we get there and there's only dad, Sue, and about 3 other guys. The weather was kinda foggy/misty/overcast, so I think that was part of the lack of people. Dad was saying that some had to work and would be there later. I still hate sand. I don't like that it's rough, I don't like that it gets everywhere. Right after we put the stuff down Dave and Jenna take their dog and go walking around for about an hour. So pretty much Paul and I entertain ourselves with food. They'd already started bbqing. Dad had been there since about 6am so he could grab the spot he wanted. Sue got there about 9am. I hear they had to defend their territory about 10. Some lady was trying to take some of their area. So we went and hung out in the cold. We started packing up about 6. Dad and Sue were going to stay until 11pm. That's quite a long day. But after we grab our stuff Dave starts talking to Dad again so we're stalled for about another 10-15 minutes. We start walking up to the truck and get everything in and start driving away.Then Jenna decides she wants to drive around and look at the houses. Granted there were some neat looking ones, but that was not the time to be doing that. She would've gotten lost if we didn't tend to end up in places that we already were. She went in at least two circles. She would stop at some houses and ask how much we thought they were and then she would run out there and grab a flyer for the house and play the game who ever gets the closest wins a meal at Taco Bell or whatever. She was also going slow and impeding the other cars behind her. She did let one by but there was just another one behind it. Finally we get out of there after a lot of which way should I go's and take a right/left. But she would really listen at first because she wanted to look at the houses and almost get us lost. But we did get out of there and get back to Dave's took a quick bathroom break. Paul had gotten sucked into the tv for a bit since they were playing football. They were making plans to hang out later that night and I guess they were going to some bar downtown San Jose. I forgot what it was called. But while Paul was driving me to my car Dave called and canceled. Paul guessed it when he saw Dave was calling. I kinda felt bad for that. If he didn't have to dive me to the car they probably would've hung out longer. But I get to my car (I was so glad to see my car) put about $10 of gas in it (the light came on while getting to Paul's)and drive home. I didn't get home until about 9:30pm. That day shouldn't have taken that long but somehow it did. So hopefully next time we can either talk dad into doing a family brunch (hell I'll even make the food and take it to his house) or I've gotta drive myself. No more of that.

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*update 9/14/09*
I feel that I should throw in a couple funny things that happened that day. I don't want to be one sided if I can help it. The day wasn't all bad.

Funny at Dave's: the pets he has are very entertaining. I love the cat. He's very sociable. He and the smaller dog would play fight and it was actually kinda cute watching them. And even though the ferret would try to bit my feet, it had this obsession with the Swiffer. It chased it everywhere! It looked awfully funny running around.

Funny at the beach: Walking to Dad's spot that he'd staked out Dave ant the rest of them kinda slowed down or stopped because I was having a hard time walking through the sand (as per usual) and apparently I had the funniest look on my face.

Dave was going to feed their dog a piece of cheese and was trying to get him to shake. But when the dog raised it's paw it flung a bunch of sand in Daves face. It was just kinda funny how it happened. ( Did I mention that Jenna was feeding her dog food she knew it was allergic to?)

There were young kinds doing crunches and push ups in the sand

Well, I guess that's all I can think of right now.

This bathroom thing really gets on my nerves sometimes. The other day Tyler came in to make sure I was getting out of the bathroom after I was done washing my face and to do my make-up in the room. I asked who needed to use the bathroom and he said he didn't know! Why am I getting out of the bathroom if NO ONE needs to use it?!?!? What difference does it make? He got after me the other day for being in the bathroom for an hour for taking a shower. Well first I had to go to the bathroom and then I took a full shower. They don't understand that the showers I have been taking that last about a half hour are not full showers so they don't have to gripe about me being in there. So this time I shaved my legs and arms which I hadn't done in about a week. I told him to shave his arms and legs and see how long it takes him. It's not so quick when all the hairs are long enough to stick in the razor and need to be rinsed out every 3rd stroke. It's annoying to always be told to go faster. I should be able to come home from work and be able to relax, but I can't. About a week or so ago I took a shower before work and Tyler told me to wash my face in the bedroom in front of this mirror we have in there. So I brought in my spray bottle and stuff and all I had to collect the water and dead skin was a blanket that soaked through in less than 5 minutes and was leaking everywhere the whole time. this is kinda depressing me out. I'm more often having thoughts of not being good enough. It's been so long since Tyler and I have even gone to do something. All he wants to do is play Halo so I go on the computer but after about an hour I'm completely bored. The cat tried to attack me last night and I strongly whisper(because his mom and step dad are asleep) to her to get the fuck off me and Tyler tells me to be quiet. Like I'm the one in the wrong. He was even playing Halo last night and he knew that "The Russians stopped attacking". And when he does watch a little tv with me he's bent on aggravating me because it amuses him. He's either kinda smacking me on the arm or leg so I smack him back or he rubs his food along my pants to get this scratchy sound so I smack him again. I do not consider that fun if that's all we do. He doesn't really seem to think to balance that out with cuddling, hugs, or kisses.

Great fitting clothes and the right kind of music. :^)

If I were to open a themed eatery it wouldn't be a restaurant, it would be a bakery. And we'd deliver to your home too. Because there's been tons of times I want something sweet and I don't want to go out to get it. So I'd have a bakery a few tables so people could sit and eat and the cases so you could see what's being served that day. I would do specials for the week too that last until it ran out. I'd have cakes, and pies, and brownies, and bars, and danishes, And pastries and I would have a little cafe so I could sell coffees, iced coffees, mochas and then milk and water. I think it would be awesome!

I think that every part of celebrities lives should be off limits. They are still just people. If they want to share something then good for them. The public does not need to know every last detail of a celebrities' life. And who knows if anything printed is real anyway. I think the paparazzi should just go away. They're annoying and make people's life difficult and sometimes dangerous. I say it should just be cut down to interviews and photo shoots. Let them show what they want. Why does there have to be such frenzy surrounding this stuff? "Ooh! Britney went to Starbucks! We have the pictures!" Whoopty - freakin- Doo! Really? Does it matter THAT much? All it does is warp the celebrities. For some reason society generally likes to see people worse off then they are so people just look worse and worse. They get built up only to be knocked down for every little thing. Why bother?

there's been a lot of issues where the bathroom is concerned. There's only one. I know I can take a while, but I don't mean to. My showers take about an hour. I shave a lot. But compared to about 10 years ago that's an improvement. I used to take an hour shower and then wash my hair. Now I wash my hair in the shower and it's a combined hour. So that's better. Then I have dead skin issues while I'm washing my face. Fixing that takes longer than actually putting make up on. But his parents wont tell me that they need the bathroom. I ask before I take a shower if they need it but they say no. I told her the other day that it's washing my face that takes the longest and then she's telling Tyler that she want s to buy me a make up mirror. There's already a big mirror in our bedroom. Which I can easily get out of the bathroom and into our bedroom and do. But no one says they need the bathroom until Tyler drags me out when he's here. So now I feel like I'm taking up their space and I just want to stay in our rooms all day and not bother. I don't do anything else out of our rooms. If I have dishes I rinse them out and put them in the dishwasher. Minus the bathroom they probably don't even know I'm here. But I can't say anything to Tyler because then he'll either fell bad or think I'm being childish. Then if he tells them then they'll probably feel bad too. I don't want to make things awkward, but there's nothing I can do to shorten my time. It's not like I just go in there and stand around. I still appreciate that they're letting us stay here, but It'll be a lot better when we can move out.

Oh I just wouldn't be me if I left this one alone! I'm always up for vampire stuff. But I'm not going to pick just one and I'm not going to put them in order either.

*Spike from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I love the personality and as it turns out really loyal.
*Angel from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. He's such a caring guy
(really either would do)
*Bones from Jeaniene Frost's Night Huntress book series. Great character, kinda Spike-like.
*and I really wouldn't want to decide between the vamps from Christine Feehan's Dark series or Kerrelyn Sparks's Love at Stake series. They are very protective and caring.

I've seen True Blood a couple times and don't feel like it's the show for me. It's kinda boring to me. None of the vampires I've seen on there are all that attractive.

I've seen Twilight and read all the books. While I love the characters, there's something off about them. I really don't get the big whoop about Edward. I think it's his personality that make him cute. I don't minds Jasper, he's kinda cute, but he's kinda damaged. Emmett is just a jock type, not really my style. Maybe Carlisle, he's not that bad looking and he's proven countless times that he can stop himself.

Dracula would be interesting...

Not getting to know my dad's parents and seeing them more.

I have never been the most religious person and I suppose that has something to do with how I grew up. I usually told people that I grew up Mormon and left it at that. But I see, now, that I grew up "Jack Mormon". And I am fine with that. I never felt a pull towards it or felt excited about it. I took a seminary class in High School in Utah just to see what the whole thing was about because I really had no idea what their beliefs are. I feel like I still only know a little bit. I've gone to Christian church a good amount of times and while I was there I felt like I should read up more about it, but once I left the feeling went away. I still respect the beliefs of the churches, well any church/religion really, but I am currently feeling a pull towards Wicca. I've been doing quite a bit of research on it and have some books in mind that I want to get. I've even gone back to that Borders and got that Wicca/Witchcraft book that was like $4-5. I like what they say they're about. It makes me feel excited. It took me a little while to fall asleep last night. I don't feel like it's a negative pull, but a happy one. So I am going to jump in and see where it takes me. I found a couple of groups in the area online that practice it and if I get up the nerve (because you never know who you're actually going to go visit) I want to go check it out and see what it's really like. So if it turns out how I'm feeling it might, I see good things. I still haven't told anyone about it though. It makes me a little nervous, because I don't know how anyone will react to it. I could tell my bf, but I think he will just think I'm being silly and wasting time. I suppose that I would have to tell him at some point, though. It's just hard with the stigma attached to it.

I have not done any crunches for a little over a month!!! I really should do some tonight, but it's late and Tyler's going to bed soon. There's no way I'm doing them in the other room and carpet isn't as cushy. Sigh. Hopefully I'll motivate myself to do them tomorrow.

Why do I dream about there? I could understand it while I worked there, but I don't anymore. But the type of dream has changed. I guess I understand why. I was going over it this morning when I woke up. The first one I had maybe a week ago. I was in recieving looking for something. And I had on last night I was bringing things back and putting them into the fixture room on the top floor. Glad to be rid of them. So I figure, that I was looking for maybe the confidence I left there. I miss knowing what I'm doing and having projects to do to keep me busy. And the second dream...I am glad to be gone from there. Even though I liked knowing what I was doing and the friends I made there...the politics were just insane. The people in corporate are so far removed from the population they are selling to. I saw one of the people from B.C. over the weekend. She's finally quit. I congratulated her. :^) I'm always glad when people get out of there.

We were up for a long time last night. We watched Cold Case until 1am and then went to bed. But I couldn't fall asleep. About 1:45 it sounded like fireworks were going off and I looked at our window and it seemed like they were going off right in our back yard. Tyler had heard it too and really looked out the window. It turns out one of the lines from the cable/ telephone poles was arcing really good. And it was surrounded by trees. We didn't know who we could call so we just called 911 who said they'd send someone out. About 15 - 20 minutes later someone got there. Police/ Firetruck. But they were apparently there to supervise. It wasn't even turned off until about 3am! And it was arcing most of that time. Apparently they were trying to get a hold of someone from the city to turn off the line. So our power went off for a little bit. But I guess they fixed it, because it's not happening anymore. So that's good. No fire.

I made doughnuts today! I was really wanting to make them. But I cheated only a little. I used the biscuit dough from the grocery store. But they still turned out pretty good. I coated them in cinnamon and sugar and with just a hint of nutmeg. Makes you really thirsty, though. we almost didn't continue with it though. The oil was popping pretty good there for a while and we were starting to think it was going to be a fire hazard. But luckily the popping dies down after a while so you can actually use it. It's really quick and easy to do. Now on to chocolate!

I miss the lack of money issues. I didn't have to worry about work and bills and how to stretch the money I currently have. I miss going once a week every summer to my grandma and grampa's house in Paradise, Ca. Well trailer park I guess it was. We'd go to the local pool practically every afternoon. We'd have chicken soup, which apparently was a combo of store bought spiral noodles and the chicken noodle soup with the small noodle sticks. We'd all go get ready and I remember I'd always used the rubber bands for my hair and it was always so tangled when I got back. I could be a fish for one week. It was great. I looked forward to it every year...until they split. The weather was always nice. And you could tell when there was a certain kind of chill in the morning it was going to be nice and warm. And it always had a nice tree smell there.It's like it was a place all its own. Special. I remember their screen room that the kids would mostly hang out in. Seemed like there was always have cantaloupe and we'd make them into balls. It was one of the times I'd see more of the extended family. Usually my mom's older sister and her son and Daughter would be there too. I would always get roomed with her daughter. There was one time she tried to make me think she got possessed by my grandmas dream catcher. And another time she tried to make me think she had an imaginary friend who could travel through telephone lines and had followed me into the bathroom...but those memories aren't something I miss. Just linked to that time. I loved the afghan/blanket that I always used to like to have around. And I always used to look at this painting the was in between the living room and kitchen of a mother scolding a girl for licking the batter off a spoon.
We'd go there quite often for Christmas too. Since practically everyone was there, presents were piled to the ceiling in the mornings. and we'd make these frosted sugar cookies cut into holiday shapes. I remember wreaths, trees, and reindeer. And we'd frost them with greens and browns and other colors. I even think I remember sprinkles. In the mornings we'd have the cinnamon rings. So good! I remember a usual past time for the adults were cards. They'd play Spite and Malice and Peanuckle, from what I remember.

I have been really digging this song lately!

I'm thinking maybe I wont look forward to them any more. All it does lately is get me upset or slightly depressed. We went to the Verizon store today. We're able to upgrade right now and we were given a promotion that if we get one Blackberry Storm then we could get another phone of equal or lesser value for free. But then there's tax. So Tyler got all pissed off and got all rude to the manager who was nice enough to help us instead of going into the back and he was willing to make things a little easier for us to. so that was a no go. But earlier Tyler was saying that he'll probably go get them on Friday. But the whole day he was pissed off about it and wanted to change carriers. And since I'm there I'm the one that gets all the bitching. As usual. We went to Target after to grab a few things and then he was complaining of being hungry so I asked him a few time what he wanted to eat, but he didn't know. I suggested the we go to It's a Grind so he could eat something and I could get a coffee. He said he didn't want to go all the way out to Cupertino. So I say fine and ask what he's going to eat then. He offers to take me to the Starbucks right there, but I didn't want to go there. Then he got all upset the I didn't want to go. Then I got upset the he got upset. He said that he didn't get it because I used to go there all the time. I told him that I like the other place more and I wasn't wanting Starbucks. Simple as that. I don't get why he thought it was so confusing. I want what I want. If I didn't I wouldn't want it. He's lucky. It saves money that way. Then he's griping that I don't work enough and that he's the only one really bringing in the money. I had been call to not go in tomorrow. But they called me about 4pm today to see if I could come in tonight. But I hadn't eaten at all yet and I wouldnt've gotten easily dizzy with tall the moving around. So I didn't call them back. But now I feel bad that I had an opportunity to go get some more hours and I didn't go. And now that dinners done he's invited his friend over to play video games again. It's almost like I should've gone and not care.

Every dessert I can get my hands on! If it's my last meal, I wont have to worry about gaining the weight and eating right!

I'm feeling better about my weight. I was getting quite bigger than I'd wanted. I always thought I'll eat this then I'll just do more crunches. But that never happened. Or I thought just one more. But it all adds up before you even know what happened. And it irritates me because I've always thought I've needed to loose weight. Ive never thought I was at the right weight to wear a lot of stuff. I had almost gotten to my ideal weight when I first started going to College. And then I started eating junk food again. So damn. Now I've started from a bigger number than I did the last time. So for the last few months I've been doing really well with my dieting and my thought process with it. Even people at Sears before I left had noticed that I was loosing weight. I definitely don't eat as much as I used to...actually I've practically reverted back to what I was doing my Jr. year in High school. I usually weight for dinner to come around before I eat anything. The only time I'll have lunch is if I go to work that day, but even then it's only something small, or if I go meet my dad(which doesn't happen too often). When I met my bf that I have now and I was doing that he thought I was starving myself and I thought maybe I was so I started eating more meals, but I only gained more weight. So I now think that I'm not. Because 1 if I'm not hungry I can't be starving, right? And 2 I realized that much eating wasn't right for my slower metabolism. So now I eat less and do more crunches and squats at home and I think it's paying off. I was so excited when I bought that dress for the wedding that I went to was a size 10! I had grabbed a 12 because it was the only one around my size and it ended up being to big so I grabbed a 10 and when that one fit I grabbed a few more. But I'm still bigger in pant sizes. I still have yet to figure that out. But I do have a theory. I get the bigger sizes in pants because I don't want anything coming over the tops of the pants and it dresses there's no top for anything in my middle section to go over being all one piece. But I think that the biggest thing that's helping me is the way I'm thinking about it. Every time I've tried to loose weight it was always about the number. Has the number gotten smaller and when it took forever to go down it seemed useless. Now I think differently. I go by sight. I try to make my number look the best it possibly can and go from there. The results are much quicker. Every once in a long while I'll weigh my self, just because I'm curious, but it doesn't derail me anymore. So for that I'm glad. And boy am I glad I have some self control. My bf and his mom eat dessert like no tomorrow. I always see him eating ice cream or candy bars at night and then later he'll have some cheese-it's. Him mom just made some brownies (which I LOVE!) and just behind those she has a big thing of cookies she bought at the store. and She usually buys like 6 bags of peanut M&M's at Target. One night she polished of about 8/10's of a quart of ice cream. By herself. But I tell my self "NO, it wont help me". But I do make exceptions. I will eat desserts on special occasions. Like birthdays, holidays, weddings (had cake at the wedding!!!). That way I'm not missing out on food I love, but I also keep it in check. Now I just wish I had someone to work out with me so I don't feel like I'm being watched. It's awkward working out at home while my bf sits on the couch. I'll usually close the door or get as far from his view as possible. I thought my waist was looking pretty good today so I asked him and he said it looks the same as it usually does. So here's to some more inches! Good luck to me. lol!

I'd probably have to say the Woodland Critters from south Park. Those characters are pretty twisted!