Sunday, September 30, 2012

10 Percent



 
Today... I paid my tithing for the very first time. It felt awesome! I know I'm a few years overdue, but this is a big step for me, and I'm excited.
 
Moving to Illinois has helped me a TON with my faith. Say what you will, but I'm happy to finally know where I stand as far as religion.
 
I can say I'm genuinely happy with my life! Not many people can say that, so I'm very lucky that I can.
 
Thanks to all those who love and support me. Wouldn't be where I am without you.
 
 
 
Mmkay, end of sappy blog post.
Peace out.

Friday, September 21, 2012

Sick Of Feeling Sick

Fibromyalgia... I hate it.

I haven't had serious problems with Fibromyalgia for almost 2 years now. It hasn't gotten me to the point where it interferes with my daily life for long periods of time, until this last month and a half. I don't know what it is, but I cannot shake this "episode."

I've found that for me personally, endorphins help me a TON with my Fibro. I discovered that as long as I stay active, and work out at least 3 times a week, I'm not bothered by my Fibro at all. My work out of choice is running. Running makes me feel awesome. It gives me energy and the natural ability to keep my relentless disease at bay. But lately, not even staying active is helping me.

I've been trying to figure out what's been going on with my body for a while now. At first it was stress of the move, new atmosphere, and new job. But I got used to all of that and there was no change. Then I found out my Iron was low. No wonder I was so exhausted. Once I had that taken care of, I'd be back to normal, right? Nope. Still tired. Next I thought maybe my sleeping patterns were off. I started going to bed earlier. When I went to bed earlier, I found I was only sleeping even longer. On my days off, I average 17 hours of sleep. That is NOT normal. Even after my 17 hours, I'm STILL soooooo tired. And it's not because I'm lazy, or just love to sleep either. I just have zero energy in my body.

I decided to up my running/working out to 6 times a week to see if that would help. Nope. No change in energy levels, which is really strange because usually that helps me. Fibro is kicking my butt right now. Constant exhaustion, head/body aches, and small flares of IBS. I do not know what's going on!

I guess all I'm trying to say is that I'm super frustrated that I don't know how to help myself in this situation. The doctor can't help me either, because the only thing that helps me along the lines of Fibromyalgia, isn't helping me anymore. Being trapped in a body that isn't my normal 100% is exhausting. Literally! Sometimes I wish I could just solve everything in an instant! Everything will be ok though. I just have to wait it out and keep on living my life. Fibro, you shall not win this one! I will not surrender!

Monday, September 17, 2012

Who DOES This?!

Ok, ok. So I don't usually talk about my guy problems online, and this might be a little mean, BUT, this one is too good not to share.

So get this. The kid I dated the most recently was like last fall. We stopped dating in like December of last year. Reason for this post here.

Anywho, just so you understand the story I'm trying to tell, here's a recap of things that have happened since then. We didn't talk for like months, then he somehow found out I was moving, decided he wanted to "try things again" I told him no, moved, blah, blah, blah. In July, he asked if I moved, I told him yes, he told me to come home, he still wanted to "try things again" more blah, blah, blah. Well anyways, remember my trip to Utah? Yeah. Nothing. Not even a word. I didn't care though because my hopes certainly weren't up. I kinda guessed as much anyways. A couple weeks after I got home from visiting Utah, he got mad at ME for not "taking the effort to go see him." Haha, whatever. We hadn't talked since then until last night. Here's where the good stuff comes in.

Last night I could not fall asleep for the life of me. 3am finally rolls around and I had JUST gotten to sleep when I get a text... That wakes me up. I know, I know, I could have put my phone on silent and should've just turned it off, but that's not what happened. The text was from this kid. I decided to ignore it and try to go back to sleep. Nothing happened. 45 minutes later, I texted him back seeing what he wanted. Ohhhhhh my gosh. I've never laughed out of anger in my life before, but he sure got me to do it.

He tells me that there's this huge golf tournament going on in Chicagoland (Ryder Cup 2012), and asks me how far away I live from it. I told him I lived like half an hour away. He then proceeds to TELL me I'm going to go to this country club and BUY him a jacket from the tournament. What the heck? I asked him why he couldn't just buy one online and it's because he "doesn't trust online transactions." Whatever! I looked up the stupid jacket he wanted and get this...


This freaking jacket is $90.00.
 
He wasn't even planning on paying me back! This is where I started laughing even harder. I wouldn't even buy the boyfriend I don't have a $90.00 jacket. Not to mention I'd have to pay for tax and to ship it.
 
 What in the world is he thinking?! "Oh hey, Ashley. We haven't talked in a month, but uh, will you buy me this freaking expensive jacket?" When I told Samie about it, her response killed me. "Does he have a brain?" Hahaha I laughed really hard, because it's so true.

I really needed to share this ridiculous story with the interwebs. I honestly can't believe people are like this. I just feel sorry for the people that actually FALL for stupid stunts like this. Let's just say my dear friend will not be getting his jacket. Pity.
 






Sunday, September 9, 2012

A Girl's Guide To Concert Going

Well folks, I finally went to my first concert by myself. I was told this is "risky business for a single girl my age to be doing in a strange place at the kind of concert I was going to." Oops! I went anyways.

I bought my ticket to KISS and Mötley Crüe a couple weeks ago. I have seen them previous years, so this was going to be my second time seeing them both... AT THE SAME TIME! I was so excited! Now, for those of you who don't know who these bands are, let me enlighten you.

This is KISS
 
Their music sounds like this:
 
 
Now this is Mötley Crüe 
 
Their music sounds like this:
(My favorite song of theirs)
 
Ok, are we all up to speed? Good.
 
Now, like I said, I was super excited to see them, so I really didn't care that I was going to be alone. But everyone else was concerned, so I reassured everyone I was going to be extra careful. Here are some things I discovered that are good for a girl to do when she's alone at a concert.
 
Tip #1:
DO NOT park in overflow parking if you don't HAVE to. This is where I made a mistake. Why? Because if you have to leave early for some reason, walking back alone can be dangerous. ALWAYS remember where you parked. I will tie into this a little later, but keep it in mind.
 
Every girl needs to go through security just like the men do. Tip #2: Don't bring pepper spray or anything like that. You'll never see it again.
 
After you've gotten into the venue, you need to act like the toughest, baddest chick that ever walked this planet. That would be Tip #3. Don't let anyone push you around. Glare at someone if you have to. Just don't act like you're scared. Cuz you're not!
 
Alright people, tips after this point on are for if you're a cheap seater and you bought general admission tickets. Which is what I do.
 
So, you've found a good spot on the lawn. No one is quite drunk yet, it's still light outside, and everyone's laughing having a good time waiting for the bands to start. This is when it's ok to look like you're on your own. People will assume you're just waiting for someone. So at this point in the concert, relax, and don't worry.
 
It's time to get tricky when it's dark, and everyone is drunk. Number one predator to look out for: Old, drunk, scary men. They'll hit on you like no other. How do you avoid these men? Tip #4: Stand close enough to a group that's not drunk, but not too close so the people don't think you're a weirdo. Trust me. This works. I had an old dude eyeing me, so I got closer to a group of dudes. Seemed to work like a charm, because the old guy left me alone after that.
 
Tip #5: NO spot is important enough to stay in if you're uncomfortable with someone. Find a different spot to stand. It's no big deal.
 
Tip #6: If someone is bugging you bad enough, find event staff to take care of them. It's what they're there for.
 
Alright! The concert is just about over. I like to leave right before the last song so I won't be stuck in parking for 7 years. Remember that while walking back, you're the baddest person alive, right? Ok, good. Now, when you've left the venue and you're making your way to your car, carry your keys inbetween your knuckles. That would be Tip #7. Why do this? Because in case you need to hurt someone, your punch is now 10x deadlier. I do this even when people are around. You never know what could happen. Which brings me back to Tip #1. Parking far away means less people, and more risk. That's why it's important to be cautious about going to your car.
 
I know this may seem silly, but not everyone in the world is trust worthy. This is definitely a worst case scenario guide. Concerts are fun! Stuff like this doesn't even happen most of the time! But it's always good to know these things just in case.
 
I had so much fun at the concert! Both of the bands were so high with energy and sounded really good! The crowd was into it and it was just a plain old good time. I'm so glad I got to go. I'm sure it'll be one of those concerts to remember =]

 

Sunday, September 2, 2012

Utall!

I realized I forgot to blog about my glorious visit to good old Utah a little over 2 weeks ago. Boy was it swell. 9 whole days of family, friends, and FUN!

The reason I got to go home was for 2 weddings. Yes, two. My cousin and my good friend both got married within a week of each other. I got lucky that they planned their weddings so accordingly. Thanks, guys!

First of all, I need to tell a touching story. It has definitely made its way to the top of my favorite memories of my daddy. Sorry, dad. Hope I don't embarrass you. =]

But anyways, I left Chicago around 11:00am. I had a short layover in Minneapolis, then it was off to Salt Lake City! I have never experienced such a long flight. It was only about 3 hours, but it felt much longer because I was so excited. I FINALLY heard the captain come on and say we'd be landing shortly. I was glued to my window like a kid glued to the window of a candy store. I'm surprised my face wasn't up against it. What was I so happy to see? Mountains!! I missed those gorgeous things so much. I had the biggest cheeser grin on my face.

After landing, I was so anxious to get off the stupid plane. But of course, when you're impatient, things seem to take 10x longer. I've never been so annoyed with slow people in my life. When I finally got off the plane, I literally started a mild jog through the airport. When I finally got to baggage claim, I saw my dad! I ran to him faster than I've ever ran before and just hugged him. I instantly started to cry. Not just a couple tears. Like full on ugly cry. It felt so good to actually be able to hug my daddy. I didn't want to let go! I stood there hugging him and crying. It. Was. Awesome.
After I was done being dramatic, it was off to get my luggage and then straight out to my car. Ohhhh my car! How I missed that as well! I was so happy I got to drive it home.

The very next day after I got home was my friend's wedding. It was such a gorgeous day! I'm so glad I got to be apart of it and spend their day with them. Such a beautiful wedding.

The next day after that, I had something to attend about an hour and a half south from my house. I dragged my bffl Samie along with me, and we had a mini road trip. She's so nice to put up with me and my random things that need to be done!

 
 
The rest of the week was spent being taken out to lunch and dinner, catching up with friends and family, cuddling my puppy, meeting new and wonderful people, driving my car, and plain just enjoying home.
 
 
Meeting and holding my adorable baby cousin for the first time. I fell in love with her!

 
 
 
 
My dad was even awesome and went hiking to Timpanogos Cave with me.
 
 
 
I about near died hiking up that mountain. When you forget your inhaler... And you're not used to the altitude anymore.. You tend to slow down a bit. My dad was a trooper and was patient with me the whole time. Let me tell you though, it was certainly worth the hike.
 
 
 
To top it all off, my last day visiting was just like when I moved to Chicagoland, spent at my cousin's wedding. Different cousin though, don't worry. It was also a beautiful wedding. I loved being there. My day was full of family and smiles. It was great seeing my family so happy. I'm so glad I got to be home to experience it. 
 
 
I couldn't have asked for a better time in Utah.