The Countdown...

Oh hi guys. Remember me? Yep, it's been a while. Turns out blogging isn't so fun when you have nothing worth mentioning going on in your life. Sure, it's Spring Break and all. And I really wish I could tell you all about the crazy adventures the Break has brought. But they don't exist. Instead, my break has consisted work. Work and sleep. Sleep and work. Sure, the sleep has been pretty nice. Well, it would be if we actually went to bed at a decent hour. What is it about not having class in the morning that makes you stay up until 4am? Who knows. 

But goodness, thoughts of Monday make me want to throw up. My break wasn't long enough. Not long enough at all. 

The only thing keeping me sane is 5512. Yep, 05052012. 05-05-2012. May 5, 2012. 36 days. 35 days, 8 hours, 50 minutes, and 5 seconds. You know, the countdown to Graduation. I can barely hold my excitement in at the thought. But it really seems like the day is just never going to come. The countdown is never ending. 

But I will take it one day at a time. Only because I have to. 

So in honor of one day at a time, tomorrow I am devoting my day to Conference. The next day with be devoted to family. And then it's Monday. And I will continue to take it one day at a time until 050512. Let's hope I can make it...

35 days, 8 hours, 47 minutes, 45 seconds. 

And counting...

Flashback: it's {all about him} and his girlfriend...

You guys sick of the flashbacks yet? Too bad. My posterity will thank you for your patience. Besides, I am almost done.

I think.

***

Naturally, the fact that Jake left to California for 10 straight days after our first kiss was a case of serious bad timing. Because of this, Jake made it is agenda to make sure he never left my mind. He called me every night to catch me up on his day and randomly sent me pictures of his adventures. This was also the first of many times Jake sent me flowers. [Have I mentioned he likes to do that?].

One night, during our daily chat, the mother of the family he was staying with asked who he was talking to. Jake answered [completely nonchalantly], “Oh, it’s just my girlfriend”.

Uh, I may or may not have stopped breathing for a minute. Or longer.  I mean, c’mon, I spent the last year proclaiming “Kate Doesn’t Date” and now I was being called “Jake’s Girlfriend”. It scared me a bit…to say the least. But at the same time, I couldn’t help but smile. “Kate Doesn’t Date” had a nice ring to it, I’ll admit. But “Jake’s Girlfriend”? It just fit. As terrifying as it was, it fit.

***

Jake was scheduled to arrive back into Pocatello late at night.  I was planning to spend the day after class prepping for his arrival. You know, plucking the eyebrows, doing the hair, shopping for a new outfit, etc. All of the important stuff.

Instead, I woke up early that morning when my phone received a picture message. It showcased Jake...and the door to my apartment. I was too asleep to really understand, I guess. It took me a good five minutes, plus a knock on my window, to realize what it meant.

Turns out Jake decided to leave Cali a day early and drive all night long so he could surprise me when I woke up. And surprise me he did.

He surprised me so much that it took me a full minute after I answered the door to realize I was missing a very important supportive undergarment. This led me to run into my room, leaving a very confused and slightly hurt Jake in my living room. He was sure I was unhappy to see him. I was too embarrassed to admit to him the braless truth.

***

He waited for me to get ready, and then dropped me off on campus. I spend the next two classes with a perma-smile cemented on my face. After class, he picked me up and we spent the entire day lounging around my apartment telling each other our deepest, darkest secrets. You know, new relationship stuff.

I admitted that “girlfriend” slightly freaked me out and Jake was more than understanding. I will never fathom why he was so nice to me through everything. Jacob has to be the most patient guy I have ever met. Seriously. I put him through more things than the average guy would ever put up with. And he handled it with a smile on his face.

I kinda love him. And this day was one of the beginning experiences that lead me to have these feelings. [Cheesy enough for you, Jessica?]

 Why all the flashbacks? Find out here!

12 on the 12th: March

Hi guys. It's that time of month again. You know, 12 on the 12th. Or the 13th. Or 14th. Whatev.

I have been feeling a little gloomy lately. Maybe it's the fact that I want the warm weather of summer to be here. Now. Instead, we get rain. Bummer. But, in honor of my gloominess, today's pictures are black and white. 

[01]  My last midterm assignment. 10 pages on the Appalachian English Dialect. Don't worry, I printed extra copies just in case you are interested in reading it. 

[02]  Remember last month when I changed my name? Bad move guys, bad move. I no longer exist according to my professors. It has been such a headache but I finally fixed all my classes before my midterms EXCEPT for my Children's Lit class. Instead, I got a big FAT X. No bueno. 

[03]  I lost my name tag around the first of the year. I finally found it in the VERY back of my closet still pinned to a shirt I never wear. I am glad to have my title back! 

[04]  Work has been slightly stressful lately. One employee quit on a minutes notice and two others have given their two weeks. The only thing that gets me through the day is rocking out to my favorite Pandora station. 

[05]  My desk at the end of my work day. Lately I have been sneaking back in after classes to finish up the excess. "2 A Days" of work aren't the funnest, let me tell ya.

[06]  Not going to bore you with the details, but imagine 10 more pages of this. Then imagine having to redo all of the information. For the second time. Argh. Good thing I love my job! 

[07]  On our honeymoon, Jake and I ate at this fun little Greek restaurant right on the beach at Coronado Island. I loved it. Loved it! I crave Greek food just because of this restaurant. Today I ate a gyro at the Brass Rail Steakhouse in the hotel I work in. DELISH! Took me back to my honeymoon. [What? So what if I did just put a shameless plug in for the hotel? It's my blog.]

[08]  I told you, what a gloomy day!

[09] I have had my iPhone for about 9 months now and I BARELY found the zoom button on the camera. Goodness, that thing was elusive! 

[10]  I met Jake for dinner on his break from work today. He sure knows how to make my gloomy day just a little brighter. P.S. I am not loving the effect weird picture scaling has on my face. Not loving it at all. 

[11]  My sister Jessica sent me a text a while back saying that I should watch Downton Abbey. I brushed it off until one late night boredom strike hit. LOVE IT!! I wont tell you when I started watching it but tonight I will finish the final episode. 

[12]  So...my husband might be just a little baby hungry. Or maybe just a lot baby hungry. Either way, his wife is not. So to push of the pressure a bit I told him we had to meet every goal on my "Little Baby Bucket List". The list keeps getting bigger and bigger...

Fun Night Ahead...

There are currently five cop cars, two firetrucks, and a huge group of bystanders just outside my backdoor.

Oh, and it is pitch black.

Apparently a guy decided it would be super fun to get drunk and crash his car into the power pole ten steps from my house. No worries, the guy is fine. He is currently walking the line between two cops. But the rest of us get to spend the night dealing with red and blue lights flashing through our windows. At least it's helping with the no power situation.

The gentleman in question was interviewed by the police 10 feet from our bedroom. Yea, Jake and I cracked our window and listened to the whole scene. We're creepers, what can I say...

it's {just me} ranting about what stinks...

Want to know what stinks? 

The fact that professors think "Midterms Week" can be changed into "Two Weeks of Midterms". 

That's what stinks!

Being yelled at by your professor. 

That's what stinks!

Staying up way too late studying only to wake up way too early to study more. 

That's what stinks!

Situations that lead to an employee quitting on you 3 hours before their 10p-6a shift. 

That's what stinks!

Re-doing an entire work schedule for the week when you should be writing your paper due in the morning. 

That's what stinks!

Writing a 10-page research paper on a topic that has no information available to research. 

That's what stinks!

Missing a visit from an old friend because of schedule conflicts. 

That's what stinks!

Having a tire that insists on continually being flat. 

That's what stinks!

Realizing you forgot to hand in an assignment a week after it was due. 

That's what stinks!

Eating at a restaurant and remembering after you finished your meal that it ALWAYS makes you sick. 

That's what stinks!

Drawing a blank when your Spanish professor asks you a question on the oral portion of your midterm. 

That's what stinks!

Clearing out your bank account to pay for campus parking tickets.

That's what stinks!

Being the only LDS member in a class discussing [more like bashing] the supposed "Mormon Slang" 

That's what stinks!

Having your future financial situation hang in the balance on the results of one test.

That's what stinks!

THIS WEEK? 

THAT IS WHAT STINKS!!!!!