Bringing 50's Back!!!

Be-Bop-A-Lula...yes we brought it back and we brought it back with class and style (except when Summer B.A.'d all of us in the middle of our watching "American Graffiti")! We all spent a fun night filled with old school festivities. Micah cooked up a gourmet feast on the B-B-Q while Briti ruled the Shake Shack. Everyone backed their cars up for a front row seat at our make shift drive-in. It was fun and now I'm too tired to write anymore so just look at the pictures.
Oh - and if your really wanting a good laugh you'll have to check out Katie Hoffman's blog! In all of 60 seconds with Cora Greiners roller skates on I managed to fall twice!!! And I'm talking the kind of fall where I literally questioned if I broke my big bootie!!! If it wasn't for my lovely and almost weekly routine of "orange tanning" that gives my skin an all over golden cover up glow - you'd be able to see one heck of a black and blue rear end. (Or at least I'd be able to see it...)

Boot Camp Graduation!!!

Trey was happy to graduate his week of Bella's Boot Camp!!! But I miss him already! He gave me a big thumbs up as I documented the special moment. I love the other pictures of him in his chosen time out spot. He was so good about accepting the consequences of not listening or choosing to have a freak out moment. He would even time himself and not leave time out until his time was up. We had a fun week together and I think we both learned a little better how to be in charge of our freak outs! I love my cutie pie Trey.
I called to check in on him once he was back at home for a full day. He had a few episodes and his siblings egged him on knowing that he was working hard to control his freak outs. His mom said that she could hear him all day telling his siblings, "You're NOT Bella! You're NOT Bella!" He wanted them to remember that he didn't have to answer to them - I gotta say that I'm kind of liking the influence and the sort of power that comes along with this mothering type of thing! I could get very use to it!!!

Boot Camp = No Baptism?

I just got home from an event at the St. Regis that I went to with my mom, Trilby, Lindsey, and Micah. I left amazed at the money that some people have their willingness to spend thousands of it in seconds!!! It must be nice. But because today was the first official day of Bellas Boot Camp - I asked Briti to watch Trey for the night. She had some humerous things to report back.
Briti and Trey were on the way to "Maggie Moo's" (our p.f. ice-cream place!!!) and she asked him how old he was. He replied that he was 7. She quickly responded with a lot of enthusiasm in reference to what his next birthday would hold. "So you're going to turn 8 and get baptized?" He responded with his eyes downcast shaking his head and said in a dissapointed voice, "No, I don't think I'm going to get baptized." Somewhat shocked Britni then asked him if he didn't want to get baptized. And then he very innocently and humbly responded with, "Well I'm at Bella's Boot Camp and I probably won't be able to."
Now that is one heck of a sweet boy! Don't worry everyone, I'm not torturing the kid! Tommorow when he wakes up were going to talk a bit about that! I'm even going to see if I can somehow get it on tape. How priceless would that be?!
A little later Britni was still talking with him and asked him what he had learned so far in Bella's Boot Camp. He said that he hadn't learned anything, afterall it was only the first day!!! She said she was going to tell on him cause she knew he had already learned something. Then he reluctantly told what he had learned. He said, "I learned that I'm the one that's in charge of my reactions, that I'm the one that decides if I'm going to freak out or not. And to listen the first time." Then Britni decided to test him and asked him who was in charge of her actions - he responded by pointing to her.
Now that's one heck of a fast learner!!!
And to finish off the first day of boot camp we said our nighttime prayers. Trey asked Heavenly Father to help him be a good boy and listen the first time and make the right choices and not get mad. Ohh I love that child! What a fun treat for me to be able to spend this time with him!

Bella's Boot Camp

Along with the first day of summer came the first summer "freak out" for my nephew Trey Brockbank. Trey is 7 years old and is the sweetest boy in the world. He has an imagination that can keep you entertained for hours and is so fun to be with. However, he being Megan's third child he has a way of disrupting an afternoon at the beach with a lovely little tantrum.
Megan called my mom and was worrying about how her family's summer was going to turn out with Trey freaking out whenever he got frustrated. After hearing some of my mom's great advice I decided to add some of my own.
I told Megan that I wanted to come pick Trey up to stay with me for a few weeks at my version of Military School...hence the name, "BELLAS BOOT CAMP!" She thought it would be a great help and even though she'd miss him terribly she was willing to try it. In talking with her we wanted to make sure that he didn't think he was getting rewarded for misbehaving by getting to go stay with Aunt Bella. So I told Megan to make it sound like it was going to be a bunch of hard work and discipline. Well after realizing what he was in for Trey wasn't that thrilled to come to my house. He started calling it, "Boob Camp" (not in reference to my chest...but in reference to being a whiner...geez you perverts get your minds out of the gutter!!!) and said he would refuse to get in the car.
Surprisingly when I drove up to his house this morning, his bag was packed and he was all ready to go. He got a little teary eyed when he said by to his siblings and his mother. You would have thought he was going off to prison or something. Well on the way back from San Diego I began to talk with him about some of the things we were going to work on together. We are really trying to focus on him realizing that he is in charge of his own emotions and he can make the choice to react to others in a good way or in a negative way. And we are also focussing on him listening the very first time he is told to do something.
He really is such a good and sweet boy. Today we already had a lesson learned and a time out given. I have to say I was surprised at how quickly he recognized why I gave him a time out and that the consequences he receives for making a wrong choice aren't an excuse to react with a tantrum!
I love being able to spend this time with him. It's fun for me to be an Aunt that gets to be a pretend mom for a second or two.

Calin got her ears pierced!!!

So in our family you have to wait a few years to join the fashion world in adorning your ears with jewels. You have to be 12 years old to be exact! I was thrilled when that day came for me long ago...and Calin invited me to be a part of her special day too. I did my best to put the fear of getting an infectious and painful disease in her, but to no avail - she went through with it and is sporting a lovely pair of diamond studs! I can't believe how grown up she's getting. She's a mini Rachel Hunter in my eyes! What a beauty!

And a Few More....

Don't You Wish Your Girlfriend Was Hot Like Her?!?

Are you kidding me? Life is not always fair! Can you believe the looks on this girl? Britni Samuelian/Seastrand is absolutely gorgeous and I being her best friend and all captured it all on film! What a looker! I took these yesterday with Jason as my ever helpful assistant! What a team the three of us make. I'm going to miss you guys when you leave back to Vegas. Now I have to get a life and find a job again! YUCK....but at least I've got my hobbies: photographing beautiful best friends!!! T.B. 4-ever!!!

My Bun in the Oven!

The little baby is basically my own. They finally picked a name...actually they stole a name! They stole the name I was going to name my first baby girl...cause after all it is in fact a GIRLS name!!! So because of these hideous facts I will be calling the Baby “Scott” from here on out. Regardless of the bad name choice...I love the little guy!
Back when Katie Lark got married, her friend Tara had the cutest little thing to wrap her baby in and go about her daily tasks. Knowing that Lindsey was pregnant at that time I purchased a carrier for myself to carry her baby in! I am obsessed with it. He’s my little pea in my pod!!!
I carry that little boy in it for hours. He loves it! And so do I! I get to feel like I’m pregnant and have the love of my life cuddled up right next to me. Not to mention it’s pretty dang cute with those crystals etc!!! I sure wish I’d thought of this contraption...it’s ingenious!!!

Happy B-Day Briti!!!

So I thought it only appropriate to give a little shout out to my girl Briti...cause she is in fact turning the big 24 today! She wanted me to send her 24 things that she would love but apparently she hasn’t heard that I’ve been unemployed for the past 8 months. So instead....24 reasons I love her! (And I’m not going to pull a Jason and do a few repeats!!!)

1. Because she’s my best friend in the whole world. TB 4-ever!
2. Cause she let me talk her into dating Jason for the first few months!
3. Cause she lets me wear all her cute clothes...even if she hasn’t worn them yet.
4. Cause she always thinks my dance moves are seriously the best!
5. Cause she’s freaking gorgeous...and sometimes people think I’m her sister!!!
6. Cause she lets me assist her at hair school.
7. Cause she feels she has a special power when I’m around her! (but I don’t have your back when the big lezbo’s want to beat you up!!!)
8. Cause...”note to self - never wear a white mini-skirt”
9. Cause she let me make her kiss 21 boys on her 21st birthday.
10. Cause she got me in trouble by her mom the day before I went into the MTC for taking her to the “White House”
11. Cause she’s grosser than I ever DREAMED! (J calls it “demented”)
12. Because she sang a duet with me at the Colosseum in Italy and received a standing ovation!
13. Cause she wants to one day play the harp and I know she will. ( and i wanna play the accordion!)
14. Cause she sometimes tries to out-do my jokes and makes me laugh really really hard at her attempt!
15. Cause she will always do my hair for free and not be mad that I don’t leave a tip!
16. Cause we’ll grow old together and be like the old ladies you see at the mall that have too much makeup on and wear crazy colored big hats!
17. Cause if she gets rich first she’ll pay for some sweet best friend excursions for us to take!!! ( Right back at ya!)
18. Cause she tried to teach me how to kiss a boy...and demonstrated on her hand!
19. Cause she’d go to jail for me!
20. Because we can do nothing but watch t.v. and eat all day and I don’t feel lazy or fat around her. She just thinks it’s as fun as I do!!!
21. Cause she married the best person in the world and the 3 of us are a little happy family!!! I love my J!!!
22. Cause she’s married and when boys are checking her out I can point that out and she follows up with a, “But she’s single...want to go out with her?”...yeah thanks a lot Briti!
23. Cause when I wrote her my letter she knew I was sincere and teared up!
....and the best reason I love my Briti.....
24. Because she missed me as much as I missed her and is IRREPLACEABLE!!!!

Happy 24th Briti - Hope you have a fun day with Jason. Tell him to call me if he’s needing any ideas! I’ll see you two soon and am counting down the days!!!

I Love Dutch...Much

The greatest day yet in my life has finally arrived! My baby boy was born! Well, I guess he’s not actually mine - but he’s as close as you can get to being mine without literally having given birth to him.
So last week Lindsey called me while I was still in Utah to tell me she finally had a date for the baby’s birth. I was immediately packing my bags ready to head home to Ca. I spent a few days helping my bestest friends ever - Briti & J - packing up their house and even took a little detour in Vegas with Seth’s kids. But soon enough Sat. night I was home waiting for the arrival of little Dutchy!
Lindsey and Micah went into the hospital Sunday night to get the process going. Early Monday I was called by Micah and told she was dilated to a 2 and better hurry up and get there. I could hardly believe the day was actually here. I was so quick to jump out of bed I forgot about my throbbing toe and fell immediately to the ground in pain. I managed to take a fast shower and chose not wash my new nasty haircut. I have yet to learn how to fix my latest lesbian do and wasn’t about to waste time worrying about it on Dutch’s BIRTHday.
So off I went to the hospital. They didn’t have a wheelchair to bring me in with, but they did allow me to park in the 20 minute parking all day. On my way to the hospital I called my good friend Dr. Reimer (retired head orthopedic surgeon in So. Ca.) and asked him about a handicap pass for myself as my foot was in some great pain. He thought my request was quite humorous...I still don’t see the humor and would really like to know how I can get my hands on a handicap pass while my little toe heals up!!
Well it was some time before my little baby made his debut, but well worth the wait! He is the sweetest cutest little 7 pounder thing I have ever seen! They have yet to choose a definite name but Dutch and Tristan are in the running. I’m personally a fan of both! I think he should be name after me - you should see how much he looks like I did when I was a baby. The name is quite fitting I think! His eyes are a little swollen so we’re not sure if he’s got the Asian thing going on or what. I will be sleeping with him for his two night stay at Mission Hospital and can hardly wait to coozie up next to him! That’s my Baby Boy!!!

When A Girls Gotta Go...A Girls Gotta Go!

So if you know me at all...or have spent longer than an hour around me you know very well how often I have an urgent need to use the Ladies Room. Well, this was one run to the Loo that I will never forget!
Tonight...my first day being back in Ca. I went over to my Mom’s house. Micah had been showing us all his newest purchase...D.D.R. (for those of you who don’t know that stands for, Dance Dance Revolution). Well you might think we are a little late jumping on that band wagon - but in Micah’s mind the timing is just perfect! It was purchased for all the cardio that will be needed after this little baby is born. It’s not just Lindsey that’s needing to get back to normal.
Well, we were all working up a sweat - not to mention I’m sure Lindsey was provoking many future contractions. But like usual, my fun was interrupted with my ever present need to go to the water closet. I didn’t want to miss my chance to challenge Calin on the next round so I ran as fast as I could.
Apparently because I no longer live at home I have forgotten the layout etc. Well I realized that when I laid sprawled out on the floor holding my foot after having just smashed into the wall! No doubt I broke my little toe. And let me tell you that hurts like a mother!!!
Speaking of Mothers...she’s excited that maybe it will heal like her little toe did and never again bend. Not a chance - that’s gross! Anyways, my little toe is all bandaged up and D.D.R. will have to wait for me to become the reigning champ! Not to mention I had to cancel my trip to Guatemala that I was planning to go on! What a bummer. I think it’s cause this little baby could hardly stand it if I were to take off during his first week of earth life!!! Don’t worry baby...I’m here for you!

Bad Hair Day?...how about for the next year!!! What was I thinking???

So for quite some time I’ve wanted to cut my hair and turn it to a beautiful red...( I guess I really do want to be just like my mom!) Well I haven’t had the guts to do it in fear that I will look 5 million times fatter than I already do. So I’ve been waiting till I finally go on my berries diet and drop a few. Well, I’m over that - so I decided to just go for it.
Briti decided it was time to cut hers too. She had someone at hair school do it for her and obviously it looked darling on her. I scheduled an appointment with a suppossed local hair cutting genius and waited anxiously.
As most of you know, I’m not very good at faking I like something when I don’t. I just kept telling Shep (the hair stylist) that it was exactly what I asked for - I just needed to get use to it. (Notice the picture above just moments after the big reveal...I’m trying to pretend I like it) Well - I don’t know if that will ever happen! I decided against going red for fear that I would once again be forced to wear a hooded sweatshirt if it was an added disaster. (Do you all remember when I got that lesbian haircut and didn’t take my hood off for at least that long?!? My mom remembers very well!!!)
So I’ve come to the conclusion I’m definitely a long hair sort of girl. Ahh well....it all grows back right???

Fat Girl Anthem!!

I’m officially obsessed with this man! Anyone that is going to write a song about a girl that happens to love Diet Coke and Pizza and happens to have all her curves in the right places...he is a lyrical genius! Thank you Mika for dedicating this one to us overly fluffy sisters - we are big and we are in fact beautiful!!!
If you haven’t come across this British bombshell you need to check out his entire album. I think he is the latest and greatest. For the past few weeks I have been at the gym with his lyrics typed out for me to attempt to memorize. I sit and work my quads as I drill each line into my long term memory. Now I have been finally able to sing at the top of my voice with my windows rolled down and actually get the words right.
There is seriously nothing I love more than being able to sing along with a song I love! I have been so anxious to tell everyone I know about him and his new album. I’m hoping that they will think of me when they hear the truth proclaimed, “Big Girl You Are Beautiful!”

Round 2...

I have to say that I truly loved my college days in good ‘ol Provo - but I didn’t think I’d once again be living there. My decision hasn’t been finalized - and that in itself is driving me batty!!! So let me enlighten you and tell you a little about my life as of late.
After Christmas I had decided that I would go somewhere other than California for a little change of scenery. Having quit my job and undertaken the task of becoming an author...my days started to get boring and drab. Writing a book is a lot harder than I thought! I think I have adult A.D.D. because when I sit to write, 5 million ideas swarm me and little gets accomplished. But on I shall attempt.
Thinking that I might benefit from a writing class I decided I would take a class in New York, Salt Lake, or somewhere far from home. I wasn’t quite sure about anything actually. But Christmas came and went and I began to break out in hives thinking I might actually go through with leaving my new little condo all alone. But I told myself it was time.
I could hardly think about it. I started grinding my teeth at night I was getting so stressed. Unfortunately I didn’t loose any weight due to the anxiety -ahh well. I told myself that if I were to go somewhere like Utah I could just sort of check it out and if I didn’t like it I could easily drive home.
So a few days after New Year’s I packed 1 small suitcase full of clothes and drove to Utah. I pretty much lived out of my car for a while. I became the queen of sleep overs and was pretty impressed with my lack of a “high maintenance” attitude.
My plan was to check out the SLC scene. I enrolled in an English writing class at the U and excitedly documented my first day of school with my camera. I’ll admit I was quite nervous, and was thankful to Diane Canate for her support as I registered!
When my first class got out, I acknowledged that I didn’t know anyone and I walked to my car. “Now what?” I thought. And then I felt tears roll down my face. It was the first time in my life that I felt I had to make friends all on my own. What a nightmare! 27 years old - yet I felt like I was an 8th grader trying to find herself.
So pretty soon after that I was over it! And besides, the stupid creative writing class wanted me to read some nasty stuff to inspire me. No thanks! I’ll get my inspiration elsewhere.
So off to Provo I went...and the fun hasn’t stopped! Granted - I’m like the oldest person around. But people say I don’t look a day over 21. So most nights that’s what I claim.
I’m not really sure how long I’ll stay or exactly what will come next, but I’m trying to do all the things I’ve always wanted to do. I might try to rent out my place if I can find the “Perfect Renters” that will take good care of it. Pretty soon I’ll get myself another real job and join you all living the often dreary life of a career woman once again.
But this time around I’m looking for something that has some real purpose behind it. So until I find it...on I will play!

When I grow Up I want to be...

It’s recorded in a time capsule in Santa Ana, Ca. that in 1st grade I stated I would be a famous singer when I grew up. Now if you have checked out my attempt at following in Mariah Carey’s footsteps at the Karaoke bar last year, you know that dream has long since faded.
There was a time when I aspired to be featured in a Bone Thug’s N Harmony video...hence Bella Bone above! And there was even a time when I wanted to join the Marines. Can you believe that one? I went to the registry place to check it out and even switched my cell phone cover to a camouflage decor! I thought I could be like G.I. Jane or something? Wanna know what eliminated that dream? Realizing that no one would kill the spiders for me, and I was sure I would run across many throughout my enlistment. (That same reason should have killed my desire to live in my own place...that’s gotta be the worst part about living alone)
My goals and desires have changed and been added to, throughout my life. But I have come to an interesting conclusion having turned 27. I decided I didn’t want another year to pass me by and just be able to say that I worked really hard and made some more money. So I’ve decided that my career in the mortgage industry will only be a half time sort of thing to keep me afloat. Not to worry, I can still do your loans for you.
I’ve decided that my other part time job will be that of becoming an author! What an undertaking right?! I agree, and what fun I’m having at it. Now don’t go editing and critiquing my silly little blogs now that I’ve mentioned I hope to develop some talent in the area. I’m very aware that I’m no professional and if the time comes to actually attempt to do something with what I write - I’ll seek the help of the pro’s. But I’m super excited and each day that I dedicate to writing I become a little more focussed on where I want to go with it all.
The best part about it is that it’s fun. I’ve always wanted to write a book about My Mammie My Hero (my mom), but feel that might be too big an undertaking for the time being. And I’ve always wanted to write a book about my family...my Loyal Royalties - but 12 siblings is too much right now too! So I’m thinking I’ll head the route of writing about what I know all too well. Being a girl and just growing up. Sounds boring? Maybe it will be - and maybe you’ll never get to read it! And maybe I won’t change your name when I tell that embarrassing story you and I shared! We shall see....wish me luck!

Fisters...(fake sisters)

Just when I thought I was alone in the world, with no more sisters to call my own...I found my Fisters! Love at first sight I tell you.
Provo had it’s time and place for most of us and there comes the day when you just realize you gotta get out. (Well most of us come to that realization anyways...) That time came for Jessica Hobbins a few months ago. She moved back home to Ca. to join me in a pursuit of social sanity. We have yet to find it, so we traveled to the infamous “P-town” for a little taste of what we use to call home.
Her two little sisters Ally (aka: Alice) and Brianna (aka: Breazie) picked us up and the fun never stopped. I felt like I was once again a Freshman in the dorms with roommates, junk food, and endless laughter. We giggled about tiggles, coozied in cozies, and spoke like the English blokes!
I will apologize for all that were around us throughout the weekend for our loud, obnoxious, and quite natural behavior. I can’t wait to go back and get me some more!
We had a “spooktacular” time! Wether it was rocking out in a jam session with Greg...(who can’t make up a decent nick name for the life of him!), sending off yet another pair of newlyweds, or taking 50 million pictures because it’s hard to get one that everyone approves of...I can’t wait to do it again.
Fisters...Fister loves you. Thanks for letting me in. I have even grown to love (ok ok...I lie...it’s more like accepted) your gurgeley “it’s just air” but sounds like rising vomit, manly throat burps. Now you MInd the Gap and call me soon! Cheers :)

As Seen on TV

As if my first debut on national television during the O.J. Simpson trial wasn’t enough, I’ve gone and again made myself look the fool! Ahh well, I’m always about creating great memories.
So I was asked to be on a new game show where I could win a lot of money - I was anticipating riches. However I seemed to have forgotten that I am horrible when it comes to trivia and even worse at deciphering winning strategies. But it would be fun right?
Well after 2 entire days of being locked up in solitary confinement I was over finding any fun in waiting. It was just me, my ipod, and Sudoku (I wasn’t even able to complete an entire Sudoku puzzle without cheating) and a lot of time to kill. Well, eventually they called me and got me ready for stardom.
To make a really long story short and to the point basically I cussed, I fell out of my chair, and I lost. Actually, I really didn’t curse - but unless they edit on my behalf the entire viewing audience will think I did. I was saying, “SHIZ” repeatedly and habitually, and apparently over the mic it sounds a whole lot different. I told the host to please let America know that I was a good mormon girl and I don’t cuss. We’ll see....and I have now officially found cause to break that bad habit.
I did in fact fall off my chair in a bit of excitement and then moments later proceeded to accidently hit my own face. Again, if the editing is in my favor you will have never had known if it weren’t for my blog spilling the beans.
And yes, I lost...horribly so! I needed a partner to take charge and lead out our strategy. Instead they were trying to make me a love connection. But I will say that my partner John does in fact come off a lot more intelligent than I. However I tried to act the part as I eyed a few members of the audience in a plea for help. One poor guy kept trying to mouth to me the name of some Robin WIlliams film but for the life of me I couldn’t read his lips. During the break the producer asked me who I kept smiling at...I just told them some cute boy was flirting with me. Geez! Could I please think before I act?!?
All in all, I had a great time and was glad I wasn’t nervous and could be myself. The real test of truth will be when I watch it on t.v. and realize that me being myself is quite often embarrassing. I guess it’s a good thing I don’t have to watch myself be myself...but rather I get my amusement from watching you be yourself!

We're Going to Have a BABY(ies)

Finally! I’m hoping for triplets - that way I can basically have one and don’t need one of my own anytime soon. Today on Lindsey’s 30th birthday Micah was the one that got the best present of the day. Two days earlier Lindsey shared the long awaited for news that she was pregnant. Immediately the two of us left work and were out to shop for the newborns.
I did a really great job at holding the secret in for 2 whole days while we planned the perfect way to tell Micah and the rest of the family. On her birthday I accompanied and secretly video taped Lindsey driving to the mall and parking in the “Reserved For Expectant Mothers” space. Micah was appalled that she would park there - he said it was as bad as parking in a handicapped space. Well, UCLA grad and all -he still didn’t catch on when he was asked to open the glove compartment and there was a pregnancy test with “Pregnant” written on it. He couldn’t believe it. And it sort of finally hit him when Lindsey mentioned how neat it would be for his Grandma to meet her great-grand child. Then we saw the emotional side of the soon to be dad.
It was pretty awesome! We had fun milking the surprise to everyone individually in the family. We are so excited and have already made our guesses as to her due date. I’m pretty sure I’ll win. We’re also making bets as to the skin color of the little one. Will they (again I’m hoping for a multiple birth! So is Micah!) have Micah’s nice Japanese skin or will they be cursed like Lindsey and I are, and live their life with the sun as their enemy! Or maybe they will have that in-between red tone thing going on, Ha! It’s okay Lindsey, as long as they have our personality they’ll be just fine. Just like you told me my freshman year of high-school, “Tristen - your not going to get by on your looks, so you better have a dang good personality!” I’ll pass on the legacy to your red toned children!!!

Another Year Come and Gone...Happy 27th!

So I’ve been waiting for something really grand to occur in my life to give me reason to contact all those I’ve fallen out of touch with. How about this...I turned 27 yesterday and am doing great! Is that a big enough occasion? I’m going to say that it is.
I miss the people I have fallen out of touch with - especially those from the days of my mission. I can’t believe that I have been home just over 4 years...that’s crazy. I officially apologize for not keeping track of all those I left behind in Ct. Hopefully in hearing the updates of my life, you can return the favor and let me know what you’ve been up to.
Well I did just in fact turn 27, and I’ll admit for the first time I actually kind of feel old. I live in California and recently moved out into my own place. I’m in the mortgage business and have really enjoyed it. I’d like to balance my life a little better and get myself back into my hobbies that I love. But creating the right balance between work, play, and church can be a little exhausting. I’m impressed with those that do it so effortlessly.
I’m kind of excited getting into this whole “blogging” thing. We’ll have to see if it stays interesting. But, keep in mind - I do end up having some of the greatest, most embarrassing, and memorable stories of anyone you know. So perhaps with some proper editing and censorship of certain names, I can enlighten you with the latest in my life.