CONVERSATIONS

So this is my curiosity. And another way to get the ball rolling.... again.

What do you talk with your spouse about?? Obviously if you work at different places, or one works and the other stays at home, you talk about what you did during the day. Aside from the day-to-day things, what conversations do you have? How do you verbally express appreciation to eachother, what are the little things that build eachother up??

okay, I can tell you're thinking about it, now go! comment, post, blog, you bloggers, BLOG!!

Tiggety Tag!

This one is way fun. I saw it on a friend's blog and I learned a lot about her. Please fill out one for yourself on your blogs!!

I think: About things all the time. They don't even have to be important things. My mind is always going ninety miles an hour. The sad part is that usually it never about anything important or what I should be thinking about. I think about my life, husband, family, friends, world, the choices we've made..... But then I think about what we are having for dinner, what there is in the fridge, in the cupboards,...... I think my mind might explode one day!!

I know: that Heavenly Father knows all of my thoughts and is probably thinking-Mickaela, you silly, silly girl. Haven't we been through this SO MANY times?? RELAX and enjoy life. I know who I am and I know He LOVES me more than I could mortally understand. I know that He has a specific plan just for me and our little family and I know that whatever happens, He's aware of me.

I want: SO many things! I feel selfish saying what I want because I AM the youngest and people think that I get whatever I want but I really don't. I want to be a wonderful person inside and out, I want to be an amazing wife and mother, I want to have a SUPER close relationship with my husband - closer than anyone, I want to make a difference, I want to be an example for good, I want to learn to sew, cook, keep the house clean for more than an hour, I want to keep the closeness that I have with my sisters.... the list could go on forever.

I have: A wonderful life!!! I have a husband who loves me and would do anything for me, a whole family who raised me with lots of love, I have a roof over my head, food in my cupboards, clothes on my back, a job, money in the bank, DEBT, I have an excitement for life and the crazy things that go on in it, I have Desire, and a Testimony.

I wish: There were more hours in a day so that I could do all of the things that I want to do! I wish I would have started school when I was 18 instead of 20. I wish I would have listened to my heart when it told me This is a very bad IDEA!! I wish I was wonder woman and could do everything at once.

I hate: When people are fake, snide, rude, unjust, belittleing, cheap, selfish. I hate when I feel Satan's presence and know that he is fighting to chase the Spirit away just as hard as I am praying for it to stay with me. I hate feeling like I'm anything less than great or that I CAN"T.

I miss: My family sometimes when I'm alone thinking about all of the fun we had when we were kids. I miss getting into trouble and trading corners when mom and dad weren't looking, playing school with Katie and Trina, fighting with Katie and Trina, telling Katie "you're not my mom!" I miss mom's chocolate chip cookie bars and how we had to eat them while they were hot or they would be too hard, getting up to get a drink, and ending up getting a drink for the entire family, getting lost in the wilderness on a "short cut"

I fear: Losing my family.

I smell: Nothing unless I'm really close to it, or I'm pregnant.

I crave: Mom's Sausage and Rice Casserole, Pork Chops n Rice, Sweedish Meatballs, Sweet n Sour Meatballs, homemade huckleberry ice cream...... Anything cooked over the fire.

I search: For my phone, my keys, my pen, my other shoe, my purse........ pretty much everything because I forget where I put everything....... until Bleu finds it, then I remember putting it there. and then he laughs at me.

I wonder: What Heavenly Father has in store for me. I have lots of clues and ideas, but I still wonder.

I regret: Mickey. And a few others that I let lead me on and make me feel like the least important human on earth.

I love: My Family, the sunshine, FOOD, playing, progressing, laughing till it hurts, hearing babies giggle, watching the first attempts, cheering on people I love, comforting those I love.

I care: too much sometimes. I care about what people think when I shouldn't. I care deeply for people around me, and my family.

I always: try not to give up. Sometimes all I want to do is just give up. And I ALWAYS try not to. I have to keep going and keep pushing no matter how hard it is.

I am not: a conformist. I don't do what everyone else does just because everyone else is doing it. If I want to do something, I'll do it. I have developed into a pretty uniquely stubborn individual and if I feel like doing something, I'm going to do it. I don't do it just to be different from everyone for spite, but I do the things I do for my reasons - not just to be different -

I believe: in God, Jesus Christ, The Spirit, Bleu and Me. I believe that God has a plan for me, for us. I believe that Christ hung on the cross and bled for me. I believe that the Spirit is with me when I invite him in. I believe Bleu when he tells me how wonderful I am and how much he loves me. I believe that God is watching and that our son/daughter is cheering us on to the finish line.

I dance: with Bleu. and that's almost the only time I feel comfortable dancing. I don't dance alone very often, but when I do, it's only for select people cause it's just down right strange.

I sing: constantly. I am always singing either out loud or in my head. I love it. It's one thing that I absolutely love to do.

I don't always: have a deep desire to clean. Sometimes I just feel like leaving the dishes, leaving the laundry, not showering, and just staying in bed and cuddling with my husband. I guess it's okay because he hasn't complained yet.

I write: what I am thinking in the moment that I write. I write whatever is bothering me, what is perplexing me, what is making me happy, sad, mad. I write stories, I write what happens between me and other people. I write lists constantly. To do lists, Grocery lists, I write lyrics to songs I already know.

I lose: faith in myself. I loose sight of all of the good things about me and get caught up in the things that aren't perfect. I lose my keys, my phone, my purse, and pretty much whatever I need at the moment.

I win: Zilch when I play against Bleu. Haha.

I never: want to grow up completely. I never want to grow old in my heart, I never want to stop acting like a newlywed, I never want to stop loving, I never want to give up on anything or anyone.

I listen: to the Spirit and try to know what I should do. I listen to Bleu and know that he is listening to the Spirit, too.

I can usually be found: wherever Bleu is. We spend more time together than I have ever spent with anyone EVER and I can't get enough of him. It amazes me how we've known eachother for two years, been married for seven months, spend as much time as possible together and I would still rather be with him than anybody else in the world. I love him so much.

I am scared: of heights, because I hate the feeling of falling, and I'm scared of mirrors in the dark. It's just about the creepiest thing I can think of.

I need: positive reinforcement. Negetivity sticks like honey and I need to be positive, and someone to be positive with me even when I'm covered in honey. Sometimes it's really hard for me to be positive especially when it comes to myself. I beat myself up about everything and Satan takes every opportunity he can get to make me feel like I'm not great. It's easy to see the good in others-it's better to show it to them.

I am happy about: where my life is going, who I have to share my life with, the choices I have made, the people I have around me, the love that I share.

TAG*** What's Your Favorite Memory of ME??

Here's how it works:
1. As a comment on my blog, leave a memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot, anything you remember, good or bad but be nice please! ;)
2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog. If you don't want to play on your blog, or if you don't have a blog, I'll leave my memory of you in my comments. I hope all of you faithful readers have some good memories of me.

Tagged from Katie

These are the rules: You must post the rules before you give your answers. You must list one fact about yourself for each letter of your middle name. Each fact must begin with that letter. If you don't have a middle name, just use your maiden name. After you've been tagged, you need to update your blog with your middle name and answers. At the end of your post, you need to tag one person for each letter of your middle name. Be sure to leave them a comment telling them they've been tagged and need to read your blog for details.

Melodramatic
Admirable
Rediculous
Idiotic
Enthusiastic

I am tagging Cheena, Torrie, Camille, Jamie, and Mom

Another fun Game!!

A Decade ago I was.....
13 years old. HAHA!! I was in middle school and the only thing on my mind was my super big crush on rhett barney, getting straight A's, and trying to be POPULAR!!! blah. I'm way over that now. If you don't like me, it's your own fault. I am who I am and if you don't like it, too bad!!

5 Things on my to do list.....
1 Go home and kiss my husband
2 Laundry/pack
3 Finally print my wedding pictures and put them in an album and put some in the frames from the receptions.
4 Organize my house
5 Play all summer with my hubby (games, people.......like softball, tennis, hiking...)

5 Places I've lived....
1. Shelley, ID with mommy and daddy
2. Bakersfield, CA with sister torrie
3. Pocatello, ID with friends from work
4. Salt Lake City, Ut with wierd roomates, fun roomates, and a really fun roomate who won't let me call him his roomate.

5 Things people don't know about me...
1. sometimes i'm very shy
2. i hate having attention drawn to me (i act like i do so i'm not so uncomfortable with it.)
3. i feel like i'm failing most of the time
4. i am SO afraid of heights!
5. i am afraid of mirrors in the dark. it really really creeps my out!!

I'm tagging nan and lynette.

Baby, It Ain't Over til It's Over!

I have been submerged in Interior Design for the past 2 years, and Baby, IT'S OVER!! WOOOHOOO!!!! I can't tell who's more excited for me to graduate: me, or Bleu. There was a Portfolio awards ceremony thursday night, and a few of my friends asked Bleu how he was feeling about me graduating. He always said "I'm WAY excited! I get a WIFE! I've never had one before!" :) I'm excited too. So the big day finally came and went. We set up our presentations from 7 to 9 am and waited ever so impatiently for the judging to finish. I could care less if I had won any awards, I just wanted to PASS!! With everything that we've been through in the past three or four months, I am thrilled just to pass and move on.

But first, a funny story:

The night before Portfolio, I came home from class early to get everything ready for the next morning. Once I ate and settled down, I realized that I would finally be setting up. Excited, however I had not gone to get easels or anything to set up. so I called Michael's to see when they close-9:00. It was 8:30 and it takes 20 minutes to get there. So i was on my way out the door, and Bleu was giving me the "what are you thinking?" look. He said "you are really going to buy easels? why didn't you do this last week?" I really didn't want to talk to him at that moment because he already knew what I was doing last week. GRRRR> so now i'm thinking, "what am i going to do now?" So I put my things down and took a few breaths and decided to put my creativity to the test.

I said "I need some boxes.....and stuff" I used my bifold doors that dad fixed up for the wedding, boxes from the kitchen and my closet, some baskets that we kept for no reason, a scarf, glove, pearl neclace, a margarita glass with sand inside, toy dinosaurs, a stuffed monkey, a woven garbage container, a caserole dish, a clock, a plant, a spaghetti strainer, place settings, a mason jar filled with macoroni noodles, spice jars, and a piece of fabric that i've had laying around for about 4 years. i even used our family photo to hold up one of my boards! oh, and Camille, thanks for the table cloth and place settings!! they were the crown.

It was definately interesting, and Bleu was making fun of me the whole time, but you know, it worked. and it's my style. It was definately different from anyone else's display, and a lot of the girls said how much it matched my personality. I didn't win anything, but I finished! And that's all that matters to me.

I even got a passing grade from Miles, the instructor and Director of the program. Not my best grade, but a passing grade.

Here's a few more closer pictures of each board and it's decor. Just a better look.

Bleu's Birthday!!

Bleu was very specific on what he wanted for his birthday-to swear in to the Army National Guard, and a 9mm Pistol.

SO............

He was up and out of the house by 5:30 AM and at the doctor's for half of the day. He said there was lots of "poking, prodding, turning and coughing." I was able to join in on the fun around 2:00 and go to the Army Headquarters where all of the paper work and swearing in took place. I had little butterflies in my stomach, and Sergent Keegan actually had to remind me to breathe.

After all of that fun stuff, we drove down to Cabella's to the gun show and he found a gun. There was no fighting it, so I just let him get it. Later we went to dinner. I had arranged for a couple to meet us there, because it was her Birthday, too. They were supposed to be there at 6:30, and we got tired of waiting, ate, and left at 8. We all met at a friend's house for a surprise party. Because it was Bleu's 21st, we had Margarita's. It was alot of fun, but Bleu was tired, and I was feeling less than sociable. So we faked sick and went home to bed.

Of course, Bleu had to try out his new toy as soon as humanly possible. So we went to Provo with Gavin, his roommate, and thier dates to go shooting. It was pretty fun, but after about 45 minutes, I was feeling very fuzzy, and lightheaded. I volunteered to keep the blankets from blowing away and laid down for the most part. he seemed to like his new gun.