h.s.h....who would have thought?

home sweet home. i can't wait to see that guy....i can't wait to be home...so many reasons. so many people i can't wait to see. so many cheeseburgers, rio salads, and my mom's amazing breakfasts(brad pitt's mom's favorite breakfast casserole to be specific, breakfast is caroles best meal) to cram into three way too short days. i get to see my dog....and happy...who i don't claim as my dog...but i love him almost just as much. i get to see my hairstylist(which reminds me i got a compliment on my haircolor today, despite the fact i haven't had it colored since september, damn annie, your good)...i'm sure i'll get to get into a fight with my little sister....spend quality time with my kitty cat, who i still manage to miss every single damn day....i can't wait to spend some q.t. with my grandma bunny and the rest of the fam...without crying the whole time like i did on thanksgiving because i was only in town for six hours and i knew i was going to have to say goodbye in like ten minutes....and i'm excited for three days in a row away from work...i need a break. it's been a challenge of a holiday season for me. if you work in retail, i do not recommend changing stores in november....especially if you're going from a teeny tiny store to a big bad monster store...but that's beside the point. i can't wait to go home. i can't wait to relax. i can't wait to be around the people i love, and the people who helped me become who i am, and the people who help me figure out this new life in denver via phone and internet and everyway else. now...dear denver....please let the snowstorm hit after my flight has departed...cause i have a fun jam packed day of dates/appointments and parties planned....and you will not ruin it by panicking about snow like you always do.....denver international airport...that is my christmas wish....don't postpone my flight....please...wait until 7 a.m. on wednesday morning to start freaking out about the impending doom of snow....only 6 whole inches of snow....p.s. that's called snowing. it happens all the time in utah...and rarely do we freak out...but that is beside the point....let me fly out on time... that's all i want....thanks to santa and rudolph...in advance...i'm pretty sure i'll be up all night in anticipation of checking in for my flight....if only this girl knew how to sleep....maybe i should pack.....not likely.

the name says it all....wow

thank you matty for the phone call tonight...reminding me to watch sytcd...or better yet...you tube the special guests....lately i feel it's been a bit lackluster...so i catch up on the tivo with the nieces...but mister matty green had me intrigued...i rushed up the five flights of stairs, and despite being out of breath dug the computer out of the pile of clothes it had fallen into over night and you tube that shit a.s.a.p...also...matty wanted to hear my reaction....t was damn good...but not good picture, and i was a little distracted....therefore my i feel my reaction was a bit dissapointing...two hours later...after catching up on glee(so happy to have my permanent internet connection and computer power back)and also after wondering why i found the asian boy on glee so fascinating i am left with a new obsession...the legion of extraordinary dancers....starring and choreographed by the asian boy from glee...technically "other asian" in the credits, but that is beside the point...after doing my obsessive internet research on this situation....2010 can not come fast enough...and why did it take so long for dance to become a super power? also, a dance movie minus the boy/girl expensive dance school/parent/ interracial drama...lets just dance...who knows what took so long. all i can say is thank you jonmchu. and....legion of extraordinary dancers....i can't wait.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KDmjLeqQwsM
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qKuS15g2mI0&feature=related
amazing....more to come as the obsession grows...f....thanks alot matty g...when are you joining the crew buddy?

go...

here.....http://www.blogotheque.net/-Concerts-a-emporter-?lang=en...now. i realize there is a way to create a link and send you there. but the lack of sleep and complete annoyance at the internet now prevents me from figuring out how to do it at the moment...but any way...just go old school, copy and paste, it will be like when you were in elementary school, maybe even junior high and you actually had to check books out of the library and copy pages out of the encyclopedia and dictionary....yep i do remember doing that...i have no clue how i ever lived without wikipedia...well that is completely beside my point....back to the matter at hand. delta spirit...watch it....you'll thank me later, even though you had to do a little extra work....it will totally be worth it...first watch delta spirit. they are truly the best. not only is their music amazing, but they are good kids...trust me....i know, in almost more ways than one. but that's another story. for another time....i especially love when matt decides he's going to dance with jon jameson on the trolley....really? yes!!!! i love it....and when you're done with them...which may never happen. check out cold war kids....white rabbit...jason mraz*my original l.o.v.e.*ahhh i could go on forever. i love this blog. and i plan on learning french...just so i can read it in it's original form. just like i plan to learn to use my sewing machine and guitar. go me. really i wish i could sleep. i have to work in the a.m. and all i really want is some sleep in my life....wouldn't it be nice. and it may help me fight off the bug i feel coming on, let's just keep hoping it's allergies....allergic to what? who knows...maybe sleep...cause the stuffiness presented while attempting to sleep last night....and decreased while i was working at the barn today...hmmmm, do they make a remedy for people allergic to sleep whose symptoms diminish while working? doubtful. but this miracle medication would certainly prevent these useless posts....and based on what i learned earlier this morning...my eventual death which will*absolutely definitely positively* be a result of sleeplessness....
sweet dreams...


oh and in other utterly distracting news, i think my neighbor is a drug dealer....love the hood. and by the way mr. crackhead banging on mr. drug dealer neighbors door...shut the f up...clearly he's snorted his supply and you need to come back later. he doesn't want your money right now...seriously its one thirty in the morning....stop banging on the door. you're driving me crazy. and keeping me awake! ok maybe that one isn't your fault.

sleep

courtesy of wikipedia: sleep is a naturally recurring state of relatively suspended sensory and motor activity, characterized by total or patial unconsciousness and the inactivity of nearly all voluntary muscles...it is observed in all mammalsm birds, many reptiles, amphibians, and fish....oh and the best part...regular sleep is essential for survival...even fruit flies sleep....but not me. Well that is not entirely true. I think i slept from 3 a.m. until 5 a.m....that's enough right? i quit. the first couple days in my new apartment i slept beautifully. i thought great things were happening....i fell asleep before midnight, and woke up wonderfully for work. those days are clearly over. i guess it really is time to come up with something to do during these waking hours...other than indulging in hulu...this sucks....

the babysitters club....

i loved the babysitters club books...i think about them and i remember certain pieces of my childhood vividly...let's face it, i'm no claudia, kristy, mallory, or marianne...but i know how to entertain small children. preferably girls...as long as you have project runway on demand or so you think you can dance on your tivo....and i can teach you how to play chutes and ladders...after i look up the directions online. we had a great time....pizza on the couch... cupcakes for apps and dessert...root beer and sprite(in minimal quantities of course)...i'm sort of starting to think they like me...weird...i know...what's weirder...i really like them...the make me laugh...and i love their new short do's...

home sweet home...rabbit hello?

i just called justin...he answered the phone" rabbit...hello?" apparently there was a rabbit crossing the street...whatever. in colorado a rabbit would equal a fox or a squirrel...no rabbit's allowed. sooooo, in other news found my new apartment today, wait back to my point... this is why i love him...he's as totally random as i am which equals absolutely random!!! i miss our adventures..they were super fun, and i never got bored or lacked fashion advice or business aspirations...the back pocket here we come...after he wins the lottery...and in honor of my best friend forever, i will share our favorite quote....courtesy of an interior designer who is quite handsome and lives with simon who designs the barneys department store windows which are world renound...(someday that will be me)...find people to love and share your life with...surrender to your relationships...and make them as happy and sweet as you possibly can....thank you jonathan adler for your fantastic words, and fantastic designs. and thank you justin....for being my bffffff...forever....

MOVING

stresses me out....i think i'll change my mind...period...

the tool academy....i love it

this show is amazing...i love it...it makes me sooooo happy! here is the lineup:

old tool....he's 31
manscaping tool
giant tool
guy liner tool
hillbilly tool
shit talkin tool
dancin tool
strong island tool
b boy wannabe tool
tat-tool
"special" tool...say what?
spray tan tool...yup, he's orange
really...shit like this makes a girl want to swear off dudes forever
for real...

24 degrees....

i miss the sun...i miss breathing through my nose...i miss not sounding like a grumpy old man when i talk... i went from beach and sunshine to complete and total winter...from lathering my self in sunscreen to my car being COMPLETELY covered in ice. it took over 20 minutes to scrape that shit off my windows...i've seen cold...i've been cold, i've waited for my windshield to defrost multiple times...especially since my car has issues in that department. but this was unprecedented....it seemed like three inches thick of ice...i realize it wasn't that much...but seriously...this was thick...and annoying...not only were there multiple people strolling down tejon street enjoying the crisp fall air who enjoyed my ice fight, i swear my neighbors were laughing in their warm and cozy apts while i played war with the elements....luckily little sister gave me a sweet scraper for christmas last year so i had an edge...i learned(after ten unproductive minutes) that if you turn the scraper on its side and dig in....then the ice becomes much less resistant... ahhhhh....so frustrating. now i understand why there wasn't any traffic down my street today...no one had the energy to deal with de-icing their cars...and i totally understand. so i came up to good old parker to babysit...the babies are sleeping...although they aren't babies anymore...i don't have the energy to rescrape tonight...so i sure hope it warms up in the morning...please...

san juan rockystrano

this is where i spent the last week...the beach...san juan capistrano to be exact...i used to vacation here as a child...i remember doing cartwheels(left handed of course) in the sandy sand and burying multiple family members until only there heads were visible...thanks to my sweet sweet mama mia, we've been coming back lately...this was my second year...willy's third...it's the best vacation ever....despite the rocks...the beach that was formerly soft and sandy is now populated by rocks and disgusting BIRD feathers...and the occasional dead bird...not a good situation...luckily for my, our house this year was dope...yep i just used dope as and adjective! so much nicer than last year...and after sisi left...i got my own room and caught a cold, but that is beside the point. the point of this soooo long run on sentence is ...big willy...he is a true roberson....drinkin' straight out the bottle...(ha ha i kid i kid) the life of the party....we waited 4 days for him to arrive, and when he did...he didn't disappoint. Not only did he make everyone laugh, he smashed into those waves like there was no tomorrow...once he got out there, so did lydia and emma....he led the pack...he enchanted every visitor...and somehow managed to always have sand in his pants....sweet little niece isabel even considered calling her new stuffed dolphin big willy(out of seven options i suggested this was the only one she repeated). Basically he rules...and then tonight, our last night, he turned into the beach monster....somebody pass the e and a pacifier...and if you don't know what that means...it's probably a good thing.

background music provided by carole and isabel....

purple

purple has been my favorite color for over a year. i remember when it started. i was at urban outfitters in the cherry creek mall...i saw the long purple cardigan...and it changed my life...forget the fact that we were doing a little drunk shopping...one awkward happy hour at the sushi restaurant sure took it's toll on me....that poor woman, throwing herself at the bartender, "accidentally" leaving her purse hanging on the bar...but that is a story in and of itself. urban was was calling our name....rocking out to m.i.a.(before she got knocked up and wore that tragic outfit at some awards show)the purple cardigan called me....try me, buy me...not only did i buy the precious sweater, i bought purple pants...and the purple party was born...but wait, maybe it was born in at american apparel earlier in the day, when i bought my first eggplant scarf....or did i get my purple suede boots first...i'm getting confused....well no matter where it started, i'm pretty sure it began sometime in 2007..whether it be seattle or denver i'm not so sure, but certainly wasn't in saltizzle... it's still rocking on. Fast forward....4 purple sweaters....1 pair of purple boots...multiple purple eyeshadows and liners...and two purple scarves later...i'm helping sister pick out paint....for the room that i briefly occupied, but is more frequently slept in by my dear sweet father...she wants a chocolate accent wall...while i love the idea of the accent wall.... that's a little too typical....you may live in suburbia, but your paint colors do NOT need to be generic...we're working with some pb bedding....purples grays golds....very interesting....so i suggest a dark almost brown/black purple....plum brown is it's name...and damn...it's fantastic!!! Ron schlepped that stuff on the wall while we were out shopping for pillow shams and pizza...and it's the most amazing color ever....i'll have to take a picture....it's beautiful...makes its point, but doesn't scream purple. my poor dad...he hates purple and he's had to paint yet another wall purple. the best part....watching design star the night after the paint....and seeing all the purple they used...this girls got skills....paint picking out skills....and she accepts cash....or free meals and a air conditioned home to sleep in....and dear dad...i'm sorry about all the purple..

on turning 28

yuck...i'm old. that's all i've got. Oh, and i think my dad forgot my birthday. Which is hilarious...i did get to spend the day with my hilarious nieces and big sis....who gave me lovely and (in the opinion of two 4 year olds)obnoxious necklace. isabel decided to model it for us....i believe there are red velvet cupcakes and some booze in my immediate future! so thanks for the birthday wishes...but please...make it stop!

OOPS

this was meant to be at the end of the dreamboat musician post!

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thank you mom, grandma, k.a...crystal, katie k., misty lou, and mistermattyg...for a wonderfully salt filled trip...you make me wish a stayed in that silly city. but only for a minute.

i think i heart this guy...

want to know who he is....here are some hints...

yep he's super dreamy...looks good in a vest...and hasa an a-line haircut....

....nope it's not him...that was so two weeks or maybe three weeks ago...this is really him...

he's a dreamboat with a squeaky sexy voice....turquiose plus black vest equals the outfit i wore last week...watch this video....and fall in LUST!!!!!!!!

drumped dolphins...

have you ever had a friend who makes everything fun? that friend who loves you no matter how many times you make him watch xanadu....and who only gets a little mad when you staple gun his sketch pad to his desk...the kind of friend who makes you cd boxes out of record sleeves and homeade christmas cards. That one who helps you bartend you mothers parties and enjoys spray painting everything? How bout one who enjoys making up new words...in addition to new meanings for existing words. Well i have, he rules, in fact i still have him....but he moved to seattle and i miss him...plus...he's pretty funny and has the most random adventures....i asked him to liven up this boringness....to share some seattle adventuring...justin elliot tholen...the soapbox is yours:

I HAVE THIS FRIEND THAT I USED TO PUSH AROUND SALT LICK CITY IN A SHOPPING CART.WE ALSO DID SOME GATEWAY SAFARIS, COUCH DANCING, EUROTRASH MIX TAPES, DUMPING OUT SQUIRT TO FILL THE BOTTLE WITH CHAMPAGNE, AND THE SUCH. PRETTY GREAT TIMES. IN OUR ADVANCED YEARS, WE’VE BOTH EXCAPED THE SALT LICK. SHE LIVES AT THE GATEWAY TO PIKE’S PEAK (THIRD NATURAL WONDER OF THE WORLD AFTER THE EIFFEL TOWER AND THE HOOVER DAM) AND I LIVE IN A RAINY CITY IN THE UPPER LEFT CORNER. AS A RESULT OF LONG DISTANCE, BAR TABS GET PAID, PANTS DON’T GET RIPPED, CHAMPAGNE STAYS ON THE SHELF, GENERAL DECORUM IS MAINTAINED.

JK. DECORUM IS NOT MY MIDDLE NAME. EVENT OF THE WEEKEND: “BACON STRIP”, OR “AWKWARD EXPERIMENTS IN DRAG”. SEATTLE IS EDGY, DIFFERENT, KNOWINGLY-OBNOXIOUSLY-HIP, AND THE SELF-PROCLAIMED BACON CAPITAL OF THE UPPER LEFT CORNER. THIS WEEK, "BACON STRIP" CONSISTED OF SCI-FI-THEMED-MEDIUM-TO-BAD-DRAG ACTS AND BACON. OH, ALSO CAKE-SITTING, CAKE-FIGHTING, AND CUPCAKES FOR (GLENN?)(DON?)(AL?)’S BIRTHDAY. THEY FORGOT TO PLAY GOOD MUSIC. AND NO ONE DANCED. AND I HAD TO PRETEND THAT I DIDN’T SEE SOMEONE (GUH). IN ONE WORD: BUSTA.

NOT TO WORRY, I LATER GOT MY LASHES TINTED (NO MORE PESKY EYELINER OR MASCARA! NOT THAT I KNEW I NEEDED IT, BUT NOW I KNOW, AND KNOWING IS HALF THE BATTLE). ALSO – LOTS OF FUN TIMES: A HEATED NEAR ALTERACATION BETWEEN FRIENDS (EACH OTHER’S FORMER “PLUS-ONE”), A MAN DRESSED REALLY BADLY AS A REALLY BADLY DRESSED GRACE (YOU KNOW THE ONE), A BASEMENT-GARAGE-DRIVEWAY SWING (THIS EXISTS!), A CLOSED TACO STAND (NOT BETO’S), AND A STACK OF PANCAKES AND A QUESADILLA AT 4AM (MAYBE 5AM). LIKE I SAID DECORUM’S NOT MY MIDDLE NAME. NEXT WEEK: DETOX.

LOVE,
JET

one plus one plus one equals my sad new obsession...

these are the very elements that have led to my emotional downfall. this book, movie, and adorable invitation courtesy of cheryl, have left my life in shambles. Seriously. I have been vehemently opposed to these whole twilight thing since it started. i mocked, teased, tormented...basically if you loved it, i thought just a little bit less of you. Well karma is a bitch...and she tempted me ....here's what happened: Life in the Springs is good, but my social life is still a bit boring...so when a social gathering was dangled in front of me i was willing to do what i had to do to be there. Basically i was told if i wanted friends, i had to read twilight. If i wanted to come to the party...i had to read twilight, because it was a twilight party which included watching the movie and playing the board game...oh and to go to a twilight party it's a good idea to read all 4 books, memorize every line in the movie(including the stupid spider monkey bit). My entire social life depended on my reading the stupid book. So...i did it. Shit. I did it, and i totally got sucked in. Not only did i read the first book in 2 days...i read all 4 in a week and a half. I stayed up all night(not that i sleep much anyway) reading and reading and reading....who does that? Really, why are vampires and ridiculously stupid teenage girls so fascinating. They suck you in completely. Maybe it was that i could relate to Bella's clumsiness, i did knock 3 out of 4 front teeth out of my mouth before i was 6, or maybe the way Edward dressed in his designer clothing sparkled when he was in the sunlight...i do love things that are sparkly. i don't really know why...but apparently everyone who reads these books has the same problem...i was depressed for at least a week after i had finished....do i even know who i am anymore? did i really succumb to the twilight pressure? YES, YES I DID... and i'm a little sorry i did.....but i do get to go to a party!!!

dear linsey rose

i promise you, the only one who checks for an update so can you can curse at me.....

new post soon...it's in the works....but since for the first time in three nights i actually feel tired and may actually be able to sleep...therefore, i am off to count sheep....hopefully only 15 or something....but i'll be back soon, or i promise you can drop some more f bombs.

the dog

today an amazing thing happened...i went to the market to purchase some groceries and drop off the recyclables.....while pulling into my parking space i saw a vaguely familiar looking man wearing cowboy boots being followed by a man carrying a video camera..turns out it was this guy

his name is bobby brown...he's a bail bondsman here in Colorado springs...I've driven by his fancy old Victorian home/ bail bondsman office many a time not knowing his connection to the dog....intrigued by what was happening and by tales of seeing dwayne "the dog" chapman in many a local colorado grocery store, i started walking a little bit slower...and was greatly rewarded...a dark grey humungo suv pulled up next to the subway sandwich shop and a great clips(i'm not sure which was the target)...and the dog jumped out the suv and ran into the building...i tried walking even slower to see what happened next, but i can't walk that slow. i did however, leave my shopping bags in the car...i was so distracted, how could i have remembered them....so i slowly made my way back to the car, but nothing ever happened. it's as if... he appeared and then suddenly disappeared. i do however, feel very blessed for the vision i received. Even though i only saw the back of him, it's nice to know the bleached blond waist length mullet is real, he really does wear leather chaps in 85 degree weather, and none of his shirts have sleeves. it was amazing and i feel very blessed!! i immediately called everyone who i knew would be excited...barb was stoked...i had to call greg....mom only wanted to know if beth was there and how big the twins actually are...and tamara wanted to know if i had my boobs signed. AMAZING!!!

yes i like frocks

well, i'm back in the real world....my pops came to visit and i got a computer...we went to best buy, with no intentions of taking home my computer, just buying big sis something that didn't work. i was going to take a nap...but pops teased me with the idea of a computer...so i quickly jumped off the couch and into the car(which means i was trapped between two car seats...so yes i was super excited. Once we arrived I felt like i was on chuck, super geeks helping super moms(it was mothers day in fact)..unfortunately chuck didn't help us...but a lovely young lady educated myself and the dad and eventually climbed the very loud ladder and delivered my super cheap and super fantastic new laptop which i am sure will change my entire world here in the springs. Not only that, but i paid for it with my on money and yes...i paid with cash not credit, so those who know me... well should be incredibly proud...especially mom.... i'm back in the loop! and almost an adult...but i'm Not the loop like linsey's loop, because linseys loop is incredibly fancy and luxurious...my loop dates back the the loop of days gone by... the 2005 loop, where the internet rules your world and it's the only thing you care about. id am thankfully stealing an internet connection from "rockstar" who i believe to be the neighbor upstairs, but it could be the controversial church across the street....yet i'm a little overwhelmed by the fact that i can once again stalk my favorite bands on you tube. i sure to hope it's the boy upstairs...cause he owes me...based on my many sleepless nights listening to his fights with his girlfriend..yep they get heated...anyhooo...i'm back in action...and away from my mom....so i'll keep you posted!!
oh...and in reference to the name....i created it a long time ago...i think it was justins doing...and he may not know it yet, but he will be a guest contributor from time to time...we'll see what happens....but i really do like dresses...aka...frocks....and i wish i was born in 1961 instead of 1981...carole was just a little behind...