Why I do

So people think I'm crazy, people see me as low. I work for min wage, at dead jobs, fighting to try and stay above water a feat I have never been able to do without help.
Thank you to that help.
Sorry if you to see me the way I now know some people see me.
I want you and the rest of my readers to know that I believe in God.
And I have NEVER taken a job I haven't prayed about.
I have never lowered my standards for those jobs even when pressured or threatened to have my employment terminated.
I have met amazing people and been able to be an example of an LDS woman to people I NEVER would have met had not lived this way.
I want to be author. I am horrible speller I have grammar mistakes every other word and typos are common, I get that.
I get that I may not be whatever your ideal 'anything' but I am proud of who I am.
I will continue to grow my writing can only improve and for those of you who think its "Too late"
to you I say
God gave me a lifetime and I will use it how He wants me to.
And the only way I can know what that is, is to keep in constant contact with Him. And follow what He says whenever I have that opportunity.
That is why I do what I do.
How about you?

I have a nephew!

So in January my sister Marlo gave birth to Ruester Scott Gibbs he is growing so fast and my niece Thae is almost crawling! It's insane how fast time flys!
Well I am doing good still moving forward and have lots of things plans for the future... I won't bore you with them now but hopefully I will have lots to write about!

I got a new hair style blond streaks in a purple weave of color...figure out what that means when I look in the mirror?

Had my 25th birthday got to hang out with my sister and sister-in-law and of course the babies!
Heath is doing good in UT I hope to go visit him this up coming General Conference!
My room mates are awesome I really like living here!
Josh is doing good his friendship has helped me in ways I can't even describe. but I'll just say he has taught me a lot about myself and how much I am able to handle and my ability to be strong even when I don't want to.
My job is nice, stressful at times but for the most part I am doing good...Josh may be working with me soon...Man I hope that works out its weird to think of mixing the two halves of myself...we'll see
I've been sick and so have my roommates I feel we are just going in sickness circles! that's so not cool!
Killer the dog is doing good. I walk him more often and he loves it!
So lots has change but mostly still the same.
I have started school again I love being in a class room! I just love learning yay me!
Well I think that's about all I have to say!

Pride in the fix it

So is it weird that I am super proud of myself for knowing how to fix my low tire?
I came out to my car and it saw that the right back tire was super low!
I did have a moment of panic thinking "I have gone through 3 of the 4 tires this car came with!"
But after calming myself down I realized, I knew just what to do.
I knew I had to go to QT because Air is free there, I knew which QT was closest to me, and I knew where the Air machine was there, I knew where my pressure tool was, I knew how to use it on the other tires to find out what the air needed to be (I didn't know that) And I knew how to use the Air machine to get my tire to where it needed to be! It has stayed up for two days now so I am not thinking the tire has a big hole or anything THANK GOODNESS!
I would like to say thank you to my Dad and Josh. If not for them I wouldn't have known what to do at all. And I would've had to call someone else to do it for me.
I would also like to thank the two men at the Air machine who stopped what they were doing on there car, to let me fill up my tire...one even pushed the buton for me so I wouldn't have to walk back to the machine...See there is hope for this world after all.
My question then is this, what small jobs are you proud that you can do alone, that maybe you were surprised you knew?

Moving out and moving on

So I am in the process of moving my 3 story house worth of stuff into one bedroom and a shared living space... Hard? Yes. Not so much psyically, since my brother and freinds are doing all the heavy lifting, but emotionally. As my brother pointed out, I have never had to give up anything I wanted to keep...I know I sound like a spoiled brat and while I am spoiled I like to think I'm not a brat...
Well, today was the first step, getting everything "big" to fit into the tiny room. I had to forgo my eliptical (Sad. I never really used it but now I will never get the chance) and the second bed I was going to put in my room will now be sent to a friend who is bedless at the moment along with my couch and some chairs. UGH! I hate not taking my things with me!
What will I do with my stuff? I can barly fit my fruniture in and yet I have boxes and boxes of STUFF that is yet to be divided up.... How do people do this? How do they let go???
I have pictures to go on walls, but not enough walls! I have lights, I have dishes, I have decorations all of which I want! I want to live here with my citrus trees and my shop and my piles of boooks and journals and I just can't do it! I may go crazy.....
Well everyone pray for the spoiled little rich girl who gets attached to things more than people.
I can get rid of people, no problem. Well some people. I bet I could easily fit ALL the people I refuse to get rid of in that little bedroom and still have room to spare. But ask me to give up my stuff and I'd rather have to climb over my dresser to get to my door then give it up....
Hum....Well, While I try and get my priorities straight, think of the things you can't live without. Are they people or things?

3 miles...1 hour

So as part of my goals to "become" a finisher I have been walking 3miles everyday-ish.
Now when I say walking I mean Walking... I wanted to start out running but took one jiggly bounce forward and realized that was not happening any time soon!
So I walk my 3 miles going down 3 differnet sections on the canal and I want to get the most out of it so I get my mine on the workout focus on breathing in through the nose out the mouth. Chanting in my head things like: I fat is melting off my body, air is inters easily into my lungs and my heart pumps blood effortlessly!
Well as I a stungling to to not get winded as I do this. A runner my hight with, I kid you not, 0% bodyfat. She sprints right passed me doesn't even notice! Then as I watch disapaer into the distance I notice she takes the canal that is blocked off at the other end and I know she is going to have to turn around. ( I don't know if she knew that or not) so I make my way down to the side of the canal that pops out near my house and I took maybe 10 steps on this canal before I see her! She had already gone don to the end and turned around and passed me going the other direction before I even made to the passed the little gate thing!!! I was, as I'm sure you would, discouraged! I kept walkling chanting to myself...But ready I was ready to clothesline the twing! So I will now be walking at a diffrent time of day. that is until I can make my 3 miles in 15min instead of an hour....Well this is just a step right I will have many more on my jounry to health. I will be that skinny little runner who we all hate to see....well I will have still have my girly curves (thats part of my chant:) but will someday be happy to run 3 miles. I can't wait for the day!
So this is one way t o get motivation! What is something that has motivated you?

Today is now, tomorrow is not, and yesterday never was.

I noticed that my fashion changes with my mood. As does my hair color!
I feel I will alway see myself as a blonde. Happy, strong, stand out, and fearless with nothing to worry about. However my hair is a burgandy color, because I am on a mission.
I am determined to be better. Determined to find out what is missing and fix it. Ready. Ready to put my head down and just Go!
I want push limits I have unwittingly put on myself.
I want my health to improve. I am walking 3 miles (almost) everyday.
I want my writing to improve. I am signing for "fundamentals of writing" this week.
I want to see the world. I am saving up to get my passport.
Yep I am not a blonde who can relax and enjoy the spoils of a war not fought.
I'm dark haired warrior on a mission to better her world.
You may be asking why my hair color is somehow important enough to make it on to a blog... The truth is...it isn't.
Its just a way of reminding myself everytime I look in the mirror and miss my blonde locks, that I am determined to reach my goals. So I can lay back and enjoy who I have become.
I challange you to find something that makes you remember your goals everyday. And tell me about it!

I'm back again

So I am in Mesa, for who knows how much longer as my house will be gone in January.


I am still good friends with Josh.


I no long speak with E.


Heath is doing great in UT.


Marlo is pregnant with a little baby boy!


Coltons wife Meghan gave birth to my first Niece, Thae Olivia Flake. Red headed and so cute!


And As for me, I am working (that's good news) I am a sales representative at Space Age Auto Paint. Even have cards to prove it!


I'm single. Which is fine for now. Still writing and trying to stay positive. It's working so far. I miss Heath but I got to see him last month.


I'm going to go back to school. Just more writing classes as I'm sure you've noticed I need help with grammar and spelling. Hopefully I will be able to get a good recommendation for an adventure I hope I will be blogging about soon. But for now I will keep you all in suspense. I went to Time Out For Women and the theme was "Choose to Become" and what is it I chose to become?
A finisher. I have been a quitter for a very long time (like since childhood). I want to be the type of person who sets a goal and reaches it, who starts a project and finishes it, and who has a dream and Makes it come true.
I am ready for a new chapter in my life. Not to disregard any of the old chapters, but to simply keep this story moving.
AWWE feels so good!
There was a long period of time where I never thought I would ever say this again. But I am stronger now.
So, once again, I am here, and I am happy to be me.