Why are you so angry??

Yesterday I dedicated my post to Shannon. I told her about it and the first thing that came out of her mouth was yelled, "What!! What is it about! What did you do?". I was suprised by the annoyance that shot from her mouth. I coaxed her to the computer room to read it.

While the computer was loading she said, "Is this another one of your weird poetry things that I won't understand?!". I said "No, it's a letter."

Then she read it and criticed what I wrote. "That isn't true" and "WWWWhat??" and "That's not what happened!"

Then came the photo at the bottom of my post. The reaction that came from her should have been expected, but low and behold, again I was surprised.

"Why did you put up that picture? You know that I hate it. You should have used one that I approved of! Our teeth look awful in this photo." My reply, "ummm, I love that picture, it's our best friend picture. Why are you so angry??"

"Because I hate it," she said "look how yellow my teeth are!!"

My reply to all of this was "I'm so blogging about your reaction tomorrow. Her reply was "Fine, then do it."

So to follow through on my threat, >:), I posted it. Here you go Fanny. Bwa ha ha ha.

xo. papaya.

ps. I hope you like this "approved" photo better.

pps. I'm still not removing the other one.

ppps. Fanny, you're a pain in my fanny.

My Fanny

Ok, so I'm not really going to blog about my bottom...


My best Friend Shannon received the nick name fanny after buying and wearing a fanny pack to her job for about a year. This might not be so funny to you, but I find it hi-larious. She worked with grade school children and it was convenient for her. But I still made fun of the fanny pack and it soon lead to a nick name Shanny Fanny and then simply to Fanny.

6 is Fanny's favorite number. So today on November 6th and my 6th post I dedicate it to her.


My Dearest Fanny,

There really aren't words to tell you how much I value your friendship. There have been many times that both of us didn't really understand why we were Friends, but so many more that prove why we were.

I'm so grateful for your testimony of the gospel and your complete dedication to try to live every aspect rightly. Your truly are such a strong women and a fierce enemy to the evils of this world. I will never be able to thank you enough for helping me come into the life of the gospel. With out it I would still be lost and still feel so completely directionless. I might have been "a bad example" for you during the school years but it was nice to have some one love me no matter what path I was on. I'm glad that we both were able to figure out who we are and stand up for ourselves in a fallen world.


I'm grateful for your kindness and service. It's embarrassing to have to ask to borrow money to pay for college tuition or to have you carry my laundry because I hurt my back, but you do it. You really are a lady of service. Even your job, taking care of medically challenged people never seems to get you down. You are here to serve and I want you to know that it doesn't go unnoticed.

I'm also very grateful for your cynical humor and slightly crazy humor. I definitely have a negative side and sometimes I joke darkly. You get it, every time. You never judge me for having sad, crazy, or rude times. You just stay and wade it out.

You consistency to always be there is something that I value above all. I really hope that our friendships just gets better and stronger. I love you so much!!

xo-Papaya

Manly Musical Muses

I'm extremely stubborn...I know, that's a shocker. And one thing that I will never budge on is my taste in music. I love great music. There is no lukewarm feelings for music. To me music is either loved or hated. I hate country. I hate pop. I hate bubblegum punk. I hate rap. I love rock. I love alternative. I love jazz. I love the oldies. I love indie.

It's hard for me to have a favorite band when there is such amazing talent, such as The Beatles, Incubus, and Muse.

Today I thought I would talk about my music boyfriends. The men in my lyrical life that I could never live with out. And so for my 5th post in November I shall post a top 5 of my musical men.

1.- John Lennon- The Beatles

He is the most creative lyricist I've ever heard. The rhythm of his music completely moves me. John Lennon is the icon of peace in the music world- which exactly what his songs bring into my life.

2. Matthew Bellamy- MuseThis dude can sing any girl into a trance. His voice jumps around with a piano in perfect control. From his bass devilishness to his sweet and enticing falsetto...I melt. There is no way to just sing along with Muse, you literally have to party with Muse. Please listen to the song Feeling Good...delicious.

3. Brandon Boyd- Incubus MMmmmmm. Is what needs to be said first and foremost. But after the MmmmMMMmm feeling you can hear a gorgeous voice. A strong one that flows with any instrument that Brandon can get his hands on. His voice brings you into a hypnotic dreamworld. Mmmm.

4. Gary Lightbody- Snow Patrol

Not only is Gary an amazing singer, but he is extremely easy to relate to . His vocal talent and lyrics make everyone at ease. I've never been in love, not the forever kind, but when I listen to his songs it's easy to feel as though I am. He has such a soft voice, but strong enough to never lose his ground next to killer guitar solos and heavy drum patterns. I love the Gary!!

.5 Frank Sinatra-

Frank is a mix of jazz and class. His amazing voice is original and can never be replaced. He really opened my eyes to the world of music. His golden vocals are smooth and enchanting. If you could ever imagine yourself in a dream, his music would play in the background. I remember the first time I heard him sing Fly Me to the Moon- it was life changing. "Fill my heart with song, let me sing forever more."

Christmas lights

Christmas lights are starting to be hung!! Which is a smart thing to do now while the weather is still good. I love Christmas lights. I really enjoy going down the Christmas story drive and taking a quick ride down the narrow lane of Winder street. The lights are beautiful.

There are some that are embarrassing. Some that are too much. There is a house in my old neighborhood that has what I call "Lego Lights". Nothing is measured. The colors of the lights are all primary colors and run along the whole roof top. Once one color ends, another is added. It's mismatched and looks as the residents just threw boxes of lights on the top of their home. Giving the complete illusion of a Lego house.

Remember in Christmas Vacation when Clark Griswold fails at lighting up the house with Christmas lights at the "lighting ceremony" in front of the entire family? Well from that moment comes one of the best quotes from the Griswold family-in my opinion.

Frances: Talk about pissing your money away. I hope you kids see what a silly waste of resources this was.

Audrey: He worked really hard, Grandma.

Art: So do washing machines.

There are those that work hard on their Christmas lights and those that just throw anything that flashes on their house. I would like to thank Failblog.org for the following picture to show the difference in those that care and those that don't.

"Work is a necessary evil to be avoided." -Mark Twain

Oh, the ways work can impact our lives. I have many jobs that have all been in customer service. And each job has just been a horse of a different color. I'm nice to the customer. They get what they want. I'm mean to the customer. They get what they want from someone else. Sometimes I cry or yell or throw things - it doesn't matter. Every customer service job is the same. It always ends in kissing some body's rear end - then they get what they want.

Luckily, I have really enjoyed some of my jobs. I have worked with amazing people. I have had some life changing experiences.

In a really geeky show that I love (cough) Firefly (cough) there is a man that is talking about his job and the way it makes him act. Then he finds out later in the show that he took his job because of the way he already was.

I think everyone should think really think about this. We are all in work that is about us in some way. It can propel our personality to be stronger more defined. It allows us to learn more about ourselves. Such as, "I like doing this" or "There isn't enough money in the world to make me do that again"

Looking back on my personal job trek, I find myself surprised by the way it's helped me become who I am today. Not that I didn't have my personality before them but they helped me become more defined.

Nanny- I love children. I want to be a mother. I feel compassionate. I'm impatient. I enjoy reading stories. I think parents should take a stand and grow up. I think that children learn by example. I'm goofy. I care about hygiene and germs. I love toys. I laugh. I like to cook. Cleaning up after someone else is exhausting.

The E Center Box Office- I like people. I love going to concerts. I love getting discounts. I like noise. I am loud. I am generous. I am computer savvy. I like to party. I hate public restrooms

Hollywood Connections- Kids are fun to entertain. Kids never listen. I hate cleaning bathrooms. I want a manager that knows more than me. I want to learn. I want to play games. I hate carnival music.

Shopko- I love to shop. I love Black Friday. I want to buy everything that I don't need. I spend a lot of money on food. I love black pants. Magazines are amazing. I like to work in the garden. I'm protective of lost children. I'm a flirt.

Blockbuster- I am a movie junkie. I love to talk about media. Actor gossip is entertaining to me. I love knowing movie endings before others see them. I love trailers. I am a marathon women. I think stay at home dates are the best. People in movie stores are artistic. I'm a quoter. I love the night life.

SLCC Cosmetology- I love fashion. I am creative. I'm good at measurements. I like to study. I enjoy social gatherings. I like to fold warm laundry. I love the sound of water. I like to complement others. I like to do things right the first time. I think vanity is ugly.

Seagull Book and Tape- I'm a book worm. I give opinions to others. I help plan. I know how to decorate. I love talk tapes. I want to be spiritually feed. I love doctrine. I think old women are funny. I love having my books signed. I love hearing about peoples reading experiences.

Kohl's- I wear nice perfume. I hate balancing. I'm annoyed by teenage boys. I'm not a work-a-holic. I worry about stupid details.

FedEx Systems- I'm not a telephone talker. I like things to be taken care of. I like people that own up to their responsibilities. I'm very loud. I love photos of Friends and family. I keep mementos. I'm a rude driver. I like to type. I hate being micromanaged. I love having a fixed schedule. I like knowing where I stand.

Writer- I get stumped easily. I like to go on rampages. I like alone time. I'm in control. I love wit. I like to be poetic. I love to have crazy ideas. I like being original.

(OK, so I've never been paid to write, but I'm still a writer. My other jobs might have made my personality stronger but I found myself in writing.)

NaBloPoMo (National Blog Posting Month)

This November is National Blog Month. There is a goal for bloggers everywhere to post once a day to help make the Internet a happier place. As you can tell by my blog history, I've never even been close to this. In fact I've already failed. You see, I didn't blog on November 1st or 2nd. But just because I'm already behind doesn't mean that I'm not going to try.

Today I post my top ten November goals.

1. Get all cards/games/prizes/food prepared for Emily’s bridal shower on November 14th.
2. November 19th, go to Events by Alice and see New Moon.
3. Post a blog for each day of NOVEMBER-Yikes!!!
4. Make rolls and stuffing for November 26th, Thanksgiving.
5. Attend church every Sunday in nOvEMbeR.
6. In November I want my prayer and scripture reading quality to improve by leaps and bounds.
7. november 12th, celebrate my late Mother’s 61st birthday with my sisters.
8. All of my nOVEMBEr bills paid on time and car fixed… oy vey!!
9. De-junk through all of my things and organize a huge November DI run.
10. Work on a chapter in my book that is called “November”.

The many emotions of Winter

Last week it snowed for the first time near my house. I wanted to blog that day, but it turned out to be a very busy one.

So on a non snowy day, I blog. There are many feelings that surround me in the Winter season. I actually hate snow and ice and all of the horrible things a winter storm brings. However, I do love the holidays.

I love getting together with my family and doing festive things. I love baking for loved ones. I love seeing the clearances on fall clothes. I love the mayhem of Black Friday and the crazy people (including me) that shop it. I love that night time comes early. I love that one day we all get an extra hour of sleep. I thrive for clear night sky's and thin air that slides the whole way into your lungs. I love seeing little kids in huge coats. I love seeing old women in ridiculous home made hats.

Here is a list of my Winter emotions.

ANNOYED- Feeling random clumps of snow in my shoes, on my car seat, down the back of my shirt, in my hair, and in my purse. I hate when dirty gutter rain falls on my face and on my arms as I enter under the porch shelter - thinking I would be safe from the elements as I enter the house.

TIRED- I haven't had shelter over my car as long as I can remember. This leaves the need to wake up 30 minutes early to scrape and heat up the car.

HURT- Ow! I fell and really hurt my backside/knees/palms. I wish I wasn't so clumsy. I've always been envious of the kids that run and slide on the snow. Who needs ski's when you have grace.

EMBARRASSED- I fell again.

STRESSED- Shopping for those I love, trying to find the perfect thing for each individual person.

HUMBLED- The festival of trees is always one of my favorite nights of the year. There are so many of the trees that touch my heart or remind me of things I'm grateful for.

HAPPY- I love lights on houses and Christmas music in the stores and cars.

ENTERTAINED- Shopping for those I love, trying to find the perfect thing for each individual person.

GRATEFUL- To think about the birth of Christ and be able to celebrate. “Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men.”

POETIC- When the sky is a willing mirror reflecting a white hue from the fallen snow, lighting every night with a glow. It looks like moon light found a way to never be shadowed. Every year of my adult life I choose a night and take a midnight walk. I love the complete silence of crisp air. The silhouettes of dark blue trees line my path as I enjoy the ambiance. My skin, a perfect alabaster.