3 YEARS and COUNTING!

A very Happy Anniversary to Aleta and Bryan. I cannot believe you have been married for three years. Here is a little photo montage of the journey from C7 to Bliss.

This was when I first met Aleta. Kami was in hair school and had this creepy head to practice on. Sooooo.... of course, we put it on a broomstick, Aleta jumped on the girl she had just met, and we put the head in the second-story window of some boys.


Awww, Aleta trying on her wedding dress. Wait, this can't be right... February of 2004? Didn't she get married in 2005? Yes, she certainly did. THIS picture was taken when Aleta and I just felt like trying on wedding gowns one day. The store ladies didn't like that too much. We pretended like we were getting married, but they knew better.


This was at my birthday party in 2006.


We're #1!

Happy New Year!

I love you guys. Hope you have a good time.

Astihophobia?

I am weird. I think other people are really weird. I know they think the same thing about me. One of my "weirdnesses" is that I have a strange fear.... I am afraid of rubber bands and balloons. I'm also afraid of clowns, so it is a special treat to see a clown holding balloons. I am not afraid of touching rubber bands or balloons, as long as I don't think they will snap on me. At friends' birthday parties when I was younger, they would play that game where you sit on a balloon on a chair until it pops, or try to pop the ones tied to the feet of your playmates. I would usually go to a corner, refuse to participate, and put my hands over my ears. I would tense up to the point of holding my breath and was probably sore the next day from my shoulders being shrugged up to my ears. Ohh, I hated it! Why would you want to cause a loud noise and chance a little rubber piece smacking you at a gazillion miles an hour? I don't get it! You're all crazy!

The rubber band fear is along the same lines. If they look even close to snapping, I will run away. I know where this fear comes from. In jr high band, we had a substitute. This was difficult for me already because I wasn't the teacher's pet! What?! I run this show, pal! This is MY classroom! The Ugaki loves me, and you are a poor substitute for her! So, I was in the percussion group, and was the only girl. Apparently, I am fun to tease because I give a reaction every time. Well, these boys were mean! They got a box of rubber bands, and started shooting them at me! OUCH! Hello?! Rude! So I held back the tears (nobody cries in the 9th grade... NOBODY!) and went up to the stupidstitute and said, "Hey! These boys are shooting rubber bands at me!" Tattle what? Well, he decided boys were funnier than girls anyway and just said, "Boys, cut it out." That was it. That was the extent of his discipline. The boys, needless to say, did not stop, and I was traumatized for life. Now, whenever one is even aimed at me as a joke, I FREAK OUT! A. They hurt. B. They bring back painful memories. C. They hurt! Am I weird?

I googled fear of rubber bands and balloons, and someone remarked that it is called "astihophobia". I couldn't find this word anywhere else, so who knows if there really is a medical term for my disease...

Photos that make me cringe:

Look at the creepy look on his face!!! I swear he was in band. Haha... rubber BAND... haha,.
Yes, this is Pennywise, the clown from Stephen King's IT. In the sewer. The ending of this movie was sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo stupid. This part, however, was horrid.

This one doesn't even need a caption. CREEP!

Voodoo. Who doo? You doo!

Okay, let me preface this entry by saying I do not use voodoo or practice satanic or crazy rituals. When I was a young lass, I played "light as a feather" once with my cousins but then we were like um that was weird and stopped. That's it. Having said that, I bought myself a strange present for Administrative Professionals Day.

One day, Robert Pardon, a cooky recovered drug addict in my office (http://www.becomingwellnow.com/index.html) told one of the coaches that we practive voodoo up at the front desk. This coach (affectionately known as Captain Kirk - he's a trekkie) told us, and we got a kick out of it. I told Kirk that we should make a voodoo doll for the next time Robert walked by.

Today, as I was strolling through Borders to find some blank note cards for my Administrative Professionals, I walked by a little stand with some interesting gifts. The first one I saw, which caught my eye, was this:

I about wet my pants seeing this... and immediately headed to the counter with my Voodoo Lou's Office Voodoo Kit in hand. Inside were pins, a spellbook, and this two-sided doll:

Some of the spells include:

Twisting the arm of the doll and shouting "Fore" will throw off his golf swing for a week. - for your boss

Got an assistant who spends excessive time applying make-up at her desk or in the ladies' room? Put a little lipstick on your doll's cheek and your assistant will find her facial creations mysteriously changing to mismatched shades.

This one might work for Captain Kirk - it's for the "Computer Tech Nerds": ...pull up, Spock-like, on the ears of your voodoo doll, and the computer geek will find that Star Trek and all its offspring series will be blocked from his or her television.

So....... I showed Captain Kirk and he loved it and said I had to show it to Robert Pardon. Robert came up, and I said, "Hey Robert, I want to show you something." He came over and I pulled out the doll and stuck a pin in his arm. Robert smiled... no laughter.... (I'm beginning to think he really thinks we do voodoo) and then said ,"Ouch! My ARM!" then he walked off. Maybe this is not so funny to others as it is to me? Oh man. He is a kick in the pants. What a character.

On a side-note, the administrative professionals on my team (Kim and Amber - what up girls) got me FLOWERS!!

Aren't they sweet?!! I love this day! Also, Gail gave me a Cadbury fruit 'n' nut candy bar, and the girls also gave me the best present known to mankind... or just mostly myself:

Girls, you rock the house. The Prosper House of Goodness.

The big 3-1

Tax day happens once a year. Miraculously, every year since I can remember, it has fallen on the same day as my big brother's birthday.... April 15. My mom always says that when we were kids, I said that Evan was my hero. Evan said, "There isn't anything I wouldn't do for my sister." Aww.... This is a shout out to Evan Walter Andersen, the oldest of the Andersen clan. Happy Birthday, buddy, and here are 15 reasons I love you (for April 15).

1. You make me laugh
2. I can quote Celebrity Jeopardy with you
3. You have two of the best kids in the world
4. You protected me (most of the time) from Spencer
5. You married a rock star
6. You are always asking me how my dates went, etc
7. You are a handsome devil
8. You are ambitious
9. You are goal-oriented
10. You are athletic
11. You freaking ran the St. George Marathon and the SLC 1/2.
12. You have asthma and allergies but don't let them stop you or get you down
13. You are so easy to talk to and get along with
14. You are computer savvy - maybe too savvy
15. You are my brother and that's enough! Aww... cheesy....

I love this guy.

I am in love. Head over heels, crazy in love. In the words of Beyonce, "Got me lookin' so crazy your love". Poetry. The only problem with the love of my life is the fact that he doesn't know I exist quite yet. Oh, believe you me, he will. I told my parents last night, after the best episode of the year (yes, out of two), that when Jim (John Krasinski) and I meet, we will go on one date, he will join the church, and we will get married. I don't want to put a spoiler on here for people like Heather Beck, who haven't watched this season or last night's episode. I'll just say I screamed for about 10 seconds... loud, obnoxious screaming. Good thing I was with my fam and they will love me forever no matter what. Just look at him. Am I wrong? Is he not phenomenal?

Pet peeves and things that take me to a happy place

Going along with the theme of contrasts, I have a new list today. These include my biggest pet peeves, and those actions/thoughts/whatever which take me to my happy place....

Pet Peeves

• First and foremost, people talking on their cell phones in the public restroom. I will purposely be louder if someone is in there on their cell phone.
• People thinking they know what's best for me and my life (I know this one sounds snobby)... I just don't like it when people say, "Lindsey, you need to move to [insert city here]" or "Lindsey, you should serve a mission" or "Lindsey, you need to eat more brownies. You're looking too thin." I understand they are just trying to help, but they don't know what's between me and the Lord, and they also don't know that by telling me these things, it makes me realize how pathetic they think I am. :)
• Going along with the last one... people telling me that I just need to try this certain type of sushi, and then I'll like it! Or this restaurant's teriyaki sauce, etc. I'm not ignorant. I do try them out to please my amigos, but I still end up vomiting on my plate. Thanks for trying, though.
• Drivers. Traffic. You know it.
  
• Poli's lack of potty-training.
• Shell necklaces on the male folk.
  
• Thieves, liars, filthy kitchens
• Cupboards, drawers left open.
• Coaches at Prosper thinking I am their personal secretary.

Things that bring me to my happy place

• Root beer
• Random acts of kindness
• Funny emails and youtube videos
• Family/Friends
• Heather Beck
• Napoleon
• Heather Andersen
• My parents' house - sacred space for me
• Mariah Carey
• Babies
• Pictures of my nieces and nephews
• Nice people
• Cheesecake
• Chocolate
• Les Miserables (Ironic)
• Singing
• Belting music in my car
• Movies
• Bill Murray
• Baths
• Blogging
• April 16 - the day AFTER taxes are due
• Secret blogs
• Love
• Peace
• Never Been Kissed
• Fond memories
• Laughing - especially when something has hit us so hard, that Heather and I are completely silent in breathless laughter
• This list could go on forever.... i better stop.....
• The Gospel and all that entails

This was quite possibly the cheesiest entry anyone has ever made. Ask me if I care. I am now in my happy place after typing all those... and if you want to get me out, just tell me how to get married. Thanks for the patience and for reading my blog.

Likes/Dislikes

Well, why not get goin on this jazz, right? It's been one year, two months, and six days... so it is time for post numero dos.

Places/People/Items I am completely obsessed with right now:

• Caffeine-free Diet Coke
• Mimi's Cafe
• White Cheddar Rice Cakes
• The Office
• Healthy food choices - except at Mimi's
• Les Miserables
• Aquaphor by Eucerin
• Kickboxing
• Ethan, Sam, Julia, Jordan, Erin, Ben
• Pat Benatar
• Simply Orange
• Crossword Puzzles

Places/People/Items I am extremely un-obsessed with right now:

• Boys
• Taxes
• Saturday's date up and getting a girlfriend
• Saturday's Warrior
• Medieval Warriors
• "Sing out"
• Heather moving back to MO
• Moroni Gonzalez/Martinez/Guadalupe/whatever
• Vampire Romance Novels
• Cult films or books
• Boys
• Pie
• Teriyaki


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