Traveling is an Interesting Thing

I always have the most interesting experiences when I travel. Remember this post? And then there was that time that I basically became a travel guide for an old woman traveling by herself and was scared to death to fly. Oh, also, she didn't speak an ounce of english and I can barely speak one language... so that was fun. Then there was that time I went to Italy and the old fat guy next to me bought a drink for the lady behind him trying to pick her up even though he clearly had a wedding ring stuck on his fat left hand. But anyways my last flight was no different.

I walked in the door and waited through a pretty long line. But Mr. flourescent pink shirt decided that he was above waiting in line and pulled his luggage all the way through and busted up to the kiosk. He was obviously very important.

Then there was the couple who had 2 extremely large suitcases that were over 50 pounds so instead of paying the extra they decided the best option would be to unload each suitcase all over the floor and repack until each one weighed less than 50.

When it was my turn to check in all went fairly smoothly. And then the lady slapped a "heavy" tag on my suitcase? Excuse me? My bag was like 30 lbs... they only put those on when the bag is over 50.

Then I was waiting in line to board... I got A18 people!!! That's like the first on the plane. Boo-yah! Anywho, while I'm standing there a younger mom with a newish baby comes busting up to the line and in a not too nice tone declares, "excuse me! Can't I just walk through here!?!" Well geez lady, be my guest because it obviously sounds like you have a hard life so hopefully you'll have a better day.

I get my seat on the plane and watch the poor souls numbering from A19 to C30 find their seats, desperately avoiding that black hole of a middle seat. I see the uptight mom heading my way. As soon as I saw her I knew I was lucky enough to be the dreaded chosen one in which she'd park it next to. She throws her overpriced Petunia Pickled Bottom diaper bag and struggles to eventually shove it under the seat.

This is the best part. She passes the baby off to her husband and whips out a Cafe Rio burrito and starts chowing down. Okay A) it was like 10 in the morning, which if you ask me is much too early for a Cafe Rio burrito. B) You devoured that burrito faster than I have ever seen anyone eat Cafe Rio.

Then there was the free back massage I wasn't aware was included in my ticket price. Apparently they installed 2 year old toddlers in the back of some seats that kindly kick your seat the entire flight. So much so that this here introvert was unbuckling her seatbelt about to stand up and discuss in a strong tone the actions of that lady's first born when the flight attendant walked by and mouthed to me that she would come take care of it. Now, I have nieces and a nephew. I'm extremely patient and understanding of how kids act in public but this was to an out of control extent and we hadn't even taken off yet, hence me almost confronting the mother.

One of the flight attendants must have been new and it must have been her first flight ever because as we are on our way to the runway the plane makes a turn and she grabs the phone and makes an announcement. And I quote, "make sure your seat belts are fastened! Ooo! That was a sharp corner!!!" Because you know a 737 topping out at maybe 30 mph on the tarmac is basically life threatening and half that plane was nearly thrown from their seats.

That flight was long, and awkward, and long. I even looked through the entire Sky Mall magazine, which I'm pretty sure I've never done before. The cheapest thing in there? $9.99 and it was a catch basin for a dog porch potty. But don't worry, it holds 2 gallons so you're definitely getting your $9.99 worth. The most expensive thing? A Luma Zero Gravity Recliner coming in at $2,999. Oh, and you can get it in sand, garnet, black, charcoal, sunset, latte, and coffee.

Coming into Seattle we passed some of their pretty awesome mountains that you could see from the plane, which was really actually quite cool until Mrs. Ber Rito next to me thought she'd snap some pictures. But first she had to climb over me. Awesome.

The next flight wasn't as bad other than the fact that we left the gate half an hour late and the guy sitting on my row thought he was the next Leonardo da Vinci and sketched the guy in front of him for the whole hour and a half. Oh and then the girl that was the poor receiver of the middle seat next to me parked her butt and immediately passed out. She had purple hair and a lot of piercings. Apparently she was still hungover from the night before. She also decided to share my leg room.

Oh traveling is fun, isn't it!?

Wrong Number Bro

Today I am guest posting over at Bonnie's blog. Last time I did this I shared this post about my awesome Tinder date. This time around I thought this would be fun because Bonnie teaches high school and she can appreciate a good story about a high schooler. It's been a few years since I myself was in high school but it seems to me that they're only getting wittier and raising more commotion. Hence the following situation. My cousin (who goes to East High here in Salt Lake) was the one who showed this to me. One of his friends got a text from a wrong number so of course he couldn't just tell him that he had the wrong number. He had to mess with the poor guy. If this isn't enough to prove that you should really double check who you're actually talking to, especially if you're unsure, I don't know what is. It went a little something like this. . .

Moral of the story? Bob lost his job and now spends his free time plotting to murder a high schooler who totally trolled him. 

At least he has a nice picture of himself at work on his last day. 

TMI

This has been going around for a while and it sounded fun to me... so why not!? 

1: What are you wearing? Navy blue polka dot boxer pajama shorts and my "on deck for the cure" t-shirt I got on a cruise.
2: Ever been in love? In between. A little bit of yes, a little bit of no. I guess my answer would be partially in love. 
3: Ever had a terrible breakup? Yes. Yes. Definitely. 
4: How tall are you? 5'3''
5: How much do you weigh? It depends how many sour patch watermelon I have in my mouth. 
6: Any tattoos? nope 
7: Any piercings? one in each ear 
8: OTP (one true pair, favorite fictional couple)? Cory & Topanga 
9: Favorite show? Bachelor/Bachelorette unfortunately
10: Favorite bands? The Scene Aesthetic/Prince of Spain... same guys... 2 different "groups"/Names 
11: Something you miss? Childhood and elementary school 
12: Favorite song? So many, but let's go with Faster - Matt Nathanson
13: How old are you? 22 as of July 14th 
14: Zodiac sign? Cancer 
15: Quality you look for in a partner? affectionate 
16: Favorite Quote? "Life is all about how well you handle plan B"
17: Favorite actor? Don't have one
18: Favorite color? Yellow
19: Loud music or soft? Loud 
20: Where do you go when you’re sad? my house... I like to be alone when I'm upset. 
21: How long does it take you to shower? If I shave my legs? 15 - 20 ish otherwise about 8 ish 
22: How long does it take you to get ready in the morning? Depends if I'm watching hulu while getting ready or not. On average 35 minutes 
23: Ever been in a physical fight? I used to beat my brother up kinda bad when I was little... does that count? So, I guess no.  
24: Turn on? humor 
25: Turn off? Leading me on 
26: The reason I started blogging? My sister had a blog and convinced me to start one. 
27: Fears? Masks. The world running out of Diet Coke. 
28: Last thing that made you cry? The fact that there was a 60 minute wait for Cheesecake Factory and I thought I wouldn't get to eat there and have cheesecake in place of birthday cake on my birthday. I didn't totally cry but I was hysterical on the inside. Probably because of hormones... i.e. this post
29: Last time you said you loved someone? 10 hours ago when I dropped my mom at the air port. 
30: Meaning behind the name of your blog? Just my name. I like to keep it simple. 
31: Last book you read? Prisoner B-3087 
32: The book you’re currently reading? The Westing Game because this was one of my favorite movies growing up. 
33: Last show you watched? Jimmy Fallon 
34: Last person you talked to? My cousin Paige 
35: The relationship between you and the person you last texted? Cousin  
36: Favorite food? Depends on the day 
37: Place you want to visit? Mount Rushmore 
38: Last place you were? 7-11 
39: Do you have a crush? mmmm .... yeeeeeeeah. 
40: Last time you kissed someone? Ha! Pleading the fifth. 
41: Last time you were insulted? I don't recall. 
42: Favorite flavor of sweet? Define sweet - Ice cream? Rocky road... Snow cone? black raspberry... candy? chocolate. 
43: What instruments do you play? Piano and Violin. Kinda the violin. 
44: Favorite piece of jewelry? My Tiffany and Co necklace. It doesn't give me a rash like every other piece of jewelry I own. 
45: Last sport you played? Does running count? haha I guess frisbee? 
46: Last song you sang? Play It Again 
47: Favorite chat up line? Don't have one... I'm not big into cheesy pick up lines. 
48: Have you ever used it? Nope. 
49: Last time you hung out with anyone? Right now. 
50: Who should answer these questions next? Anyone. I love to read random stuff about people! 

The Hormonal Ugly Cry, a Facebook Message, and Anthony Burns

So I had a 100% different post planned for today. And then a bunch of things happened that changed that. It was my birthday eve I guess you could call it. I had a break down. Of course this break down could be attributed to basically hormones. All girls will understand this... the hormonal ugly cry. It's a thing. It's the cry that starts out for no reason but then turns into a domino effect of every stupid thing you could possibly be crying about.... I forgot to go to the post office, I still haven't bought dryer sheets, my nail polish always chips 2 days after I paint them and I can't figure out why, I haven't been eating healthy today when I should be eating nothing but healthy because I have a trip coming up that I don't want to be self conscious for, the fact that I shouldn't even be crying because my sister is supposed to be the emotional hormonal mess because she's pregnant, the fact that dating absolutely sucks and I feel like all guys want to do is play games and hello! Us girls are not Monopoly or Toss Across, we're people. The fact that I'm turning 22 and looking back at the past year I feel like I have accomplished nothing, the fact that I feel so freaking lazy because I've been in bed vomiting courtesy of food poisoning.  See the hormonal ugly cry about anything and everything stupid.

This is nothing compared to some places I've been in the past. I've been down some pretty scary roads that I don't care to go into much detail about. I've been there like many other people and even though it was a few years ago, it's still sometimes very real to me. I'm a pretty happy person in general, especially when I'm around the people I care about but life isn't consistent, which we all know and it has major peaks and downfalls as we can expect.

During this ridiculous melt down I got on Facebook and found something in my inbox from my best friend. She knows me and my past probably more than a lot of people. It was this video.

I basically balled through the whole thing, but wow. This guy is pretty freaking incredible and he made me snap out of whatever I was dealing with. 

It's funny how things happen. How things show up right when you need them. The fact that she sent this within half an hour of my ridiculous crying fest. The fact that timing is everything and timing has a way of working itself out. 

This post got way more personal than I ever intended but it's a personal pet peeve of mine when bloggers pretend that life is all rainbows and butterflies because I don't care who you are, that's not the case. And there are obviously a lot of other people out there that needed to see this otherwise he wouldn't have made this video. 

So thank you to Anthony Burns and thank you to my BFF for an uplifting wake up call. 

I challenge you to share this with someone who you think would benefit from it. Because I know I did and you might just make a bigger impact than expected. 

1000 words x 9

This summer has been crazy in the best way. I figured I'd make up for my lack of blogging with something like 9,000 words. But I don't want to write that much and I know ya'll don't want to read that much so we'll do it picture style because you know that saying... a picture is worth a thousand words. Quite honestly these were just some of my favorite pics that I took on my most recent trip to Cali. And yes, I say most recent because I have been back and forth about 4 times in a month.  Hopefully you're all having a fabulous summer as well! 

The majority of these pics were taken at Bodega Bay. 

This was in a restaurant and my sister actually took it, I just did the editing and cropping haha. Thanks Amanda! 

I don't know how well you can see but my nephew totally biffed it and fell into the ocean in his clothes. Did I mention that this particular day it was 60 degrees outside, windy, and the water was absolutely FREEZING. But let's just be honest. I laughed, a lot, when he tripped. I'd feel bad but he totally owned me at the pool the previous day. 

To get to Bodega Bay we had to drive through a smaller town, Petaluma, CA. We were driving by and my sister and I spotted this huge bright mural with MAXFIELD at the top of it. Well umm hello.... I had to stop to take a picture because that's my last name. We pulled in and well shoot, the dude was still there painting it. He got up and came walking over to our car... I was cringing at this point because quite honestly I was just bracing myself for an awkward conversation. Well he was totally chill and about my age. Come to find out he's a pretty big deal! I asked him about "Maxfield" and he said that was his name... Maxfield Bala. If you go to his website and read about all the stuff he's done, it's pretty impressive. And he's a pretty cool guy.