Disclaimer...

Lucky you...two posts in one day. So, this is a disclaimer to tell everyone that I know of the spelling errors on each post. I do know how to spell the words that I spelled wrong. So the conclusion I have come to is I need more sleep.

P.S. my new picture is me as Mighty Mouse! Woot woot!

Grometing...

On Sunday I received a text message from my boss Ammon asking me to put in some extra hours this week. The reason was so that I could gromet. Grometing is when you put holes into a blanket or plastic sheet of some kind, then add a metal ring around the hole so you can hang that blanket up.

Yesterday I gromet 30 blankets. There were four gromets on each side of the blanket. 480 gromets were done by me. I would have felt like I accomplished something amazing but by the time I was done my poor little hands were still in the shape of holding the hammer I used to nail the gromets in. Last night around 10:30 they finally went back to their normal shape. The only reason I cried myself to sleep was because I have to do 50 more blankets today. I guess it's cool if my hand are shaped like I am holding a hammer for the rest of my life. It'll be easier to get people to do things for me because they will feel so bad, or they will just be scared by the shape of my hands...

I am to be...

Mighy Mouse! I will be mighty mouse this year for halloween! I will be wearing red fish net tights with a yellow skirt, a yellow cape, and of course an awesome mighty mouse shirt. We can't forget my awesome mickey ears. I am going to look so cool! I will be wearing it to a halloween party next Saturday. I will be the mighty mouse scared out of my mind in the corner. It's gonna be awesome! No worries, I will be posting pictures when they are available for all my 2 readers! By the way, I know "I am to be mighty mouse" isn't correct. Just wanted to clear that up.

Halloween Again...

It's time for Halloween again. I am not a fan of this holiday. I have always been afraid of people who are dressed up and have masks on. I don't like the feeling of not knowing who it is. When people wear masks and dress up they seem to feel like they can be someone else and they like to scare you.

One day around Halloween at UVSC (now known as UVU) I jumped on the shuttle that would take me back to my car. We were about to take off when the mascot for our school jumped on the shuttle as well. He was dressed up in a wolverine suit. I think my face went pale, and my heart started racing. I was freaking out! He started to walk down the aisle. Of course because no one knew who he was he was picking girls up off their seats and throwing them over his shoulder then putting them down, grabbing guys hats and throwing them around the shuttle. He started to walk back to my section. I believe these people can see the fear on my face because they always grab me, or pick me up. They come straight for me and love to scare me to death. All I could do as the mascot made his way to the back section of the shuttle was look away and pretend like he wasn't even on the shuttle. It didn't work. He came and sat right next to me and pretended to flirt like a wolverine would...I was so proud of myself for not crying.

I dont like Halloween...so, Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas!