What can I break today????
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
All the things that can happen in an evening.
Yesterday, one of my friends posed a question on Facebook; something along the lines of, "Do the things we think create our future?" You know, like The Secret.. It got me thinking and you know how that goes... One thought lead to another and now here I am writing a blog that has nothing to do with any of that stuff.
My first thought was, could it be true, do positive thoughts create positive outcomes or are positive people just more likely to see the positive outcome because they're looking for it?? And is it just the opposite effect with negative people? I don't know but as I was about to get into the shower I looked in the mirror and thought, "GEEZ! I'm a whale!!!" Then I wondered if by thinking that I was actually making myself larger or was it just my perception of myself that would change. I decided to take action! I looked at myself and said, "Light as a feather..." The very next thing that popped into my head was, "Stiff as a board." I spent the next twenty minutes being terrified that I might levitate or that some ghost would come pull the shower curtain open. So, that was enough positive thinking for me...
When I went up to bed, The Buried Life was on. If you don't know what that is, it's a show on MTV about four guys who made a list of all the things they want to do before they die and set out to do them immediately. It's pretty inspirational! Anyhoodilydoodily, Matt and I have been watching it for a while now and about a month ago he asked me what I wanted to do before I die. At that time, I was on a SERIOUS diet. Not a just kidding, sometimes I eat a bag of chips in the closet when I'm home alone diet, but a serious serious no cheating or it won't work diet.. You know, like how you're really supposed to do diets but you never really do. Anyways, I was REALLY doing this diet and I didn't cheat AT ALL. Not even once. So when Matt came to me with this complex question, my mouth took over before my brain had time to react and I blurted out, "I'd really like to eat a cupcake." He looked at me like I was crazy because really, who says that?! There are so many things that you can't do everyday and all I want before I DIE, dead, gone forever, never coming back, is to eat a cupcake?! WTF!?!?!?!
So then I started thinking about if I was told I had one day to live, what would I do? I pictured dragging each and everyone of my family members and friends to every restaurant I love and eating as much as possible. It then entered my mind that it couldn't hurt to ask each person to bring a baked good. I'd probably be crying the whole time because I'd miss them all so much so I'd have to make a video diary for them to play at the funeral. It would just be me, reminding them of how funny I am and telling stories of the funny things that had happened throughout my life. I'd try to address each person but I knew I'd leave someone out on accident, so I'd say something like, "You know who you are," at some point and hopefully, they'd all think I was referring to them. I'd close the video with me bawling while listening to sad songs and eating cupcakes.
Of course, that's not what I'd really do if I only had one day to live but it made for a good blog! I think that it's so important to love everyone as much as you can everyday.. That is what I want to do before I die.
My first thought was, could it be true, do positive thoughts create positive outcomes or are positive people just more likely to see the positive outcome because they're looking for it?? And is it just the opposite effect with negative people? I don't know but as I was about to get into the shower I looked in the mirror and thought, "GEEZ! I'm a whale!!!" Then I wondered if by thinking that I was actually making myself larger or was it just my perception of myself that would change. I decided to take action! I looked at myself and said, "Light as a feather..." The very next thing that popped into my head was, "Stiff as a board." I spent the next twenty minutes being terrified that I might levitate or that some ghost would come pull the shower curtain open. So, that was enough positive thinking for me...
When I went up to bed, The Buried Life was on. If you don't know what that is, it's a show on MTV about four guys who made a list of all the things they want to do before they die and set out to do them immediately. It's pretty inspirational! Anyhoodilydoodily, Matt and I have been watching it for a while now and about a month ago he asked me what I wanted to do before I die. At that time, I was on a SERIOUS diet. Not a just kidding, sometimes I eat a bag of chips in the closet when I'm home alone diet, but a serious serious no cheating or it won't work diet.. You know, like how you're really supposed to do diets but you never really do. Anyways, I was REALLY doing this diet and I didn't cheat AT ALL. Not even once. So when Matt came to me with this complex question, my mouth took over before my brain had time to react and I blurted out, "I'd really like to eat a cupcake." He looked at me like I was crazy because really, who says that?! There are so many things that you can't do everyday and all I want before I DIE, dead, gone forever, never coming back, is to eat a cupcake?! WTF!?!?!?!
So then I started thinking about if I was told I had one day to live, what would I do? I pictured dragging each and everyone of my family members and friends to every restaurant I love and eating as much as possible. It then entered my mind that it couldn't hurt to ask each person to bring a baked good. I'd probably be crying the whole time because I'd miss them all so much so I'd have to make a video diary for them to play at the funeral. It would just be me, reminding them of how funny I am and telling stories of the funny things that had happened throughout my life. I'd try to address each person but I knew I'd leave someone out on accident, so I'd say something like, "You know who you are," at some point and hopefully, they'd all think I was referring to them. I'd close the video with me bawling while listening to sad songs and eating cupcakes.
Of course, that's not what I'd really do if I only had one day to live but it made for a good blog! I think that it's so important to love everyone as much as you can everyday.. That is what I want to do before I die.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
A GIANT...
Rape whistle. One big rape whistle... That's what I think of whenever I hear about OnStar.....
A few years ago, my mom insisted I carry a whistle on my keychain because, "You never know." I tried to reason with her but in her mind, a rape whistle was the best weapon of defense. Her main issue was, "What if you get into an accident and you can't get out of the car? You could blow your whistle and someone will come find you."
My response, "MOM... That's what cell phones are for."
Mom- "What if you can't reach your cell phone?"
Me- "If I can't reach my cell phone that is practically glued to my face, what makes you think I'd be able to reach my keys?"
Mom- "You'll be able to."
"How do you know?"
"I KNOW."
Me- "Ok, mom.. So if I get into an accident, I'm trapped in the car and I blow my magic whistle, I'll be saved, right?? When's the last time you heard a whistle and went searching for where it was coming from?"
Mom-"Well, even if you didn't use it in an accident, you could use it to thwart perverts and theives and car jackers."
"Oh, really? So a purse-snatcher runs up on me, I blow my whistle and it scares him off before he has a chance to gallop off into the sunset with my bag? Good thinking. And if a car-jacker bangs on my window with a gun, I just let loose on the whistle and he'll run for cover before anyone spots him. And best of all, a rapist has me trapped ALONE in a deserted parking lot, I just toot my little whistle and the police will come running with their billyclubs. I feel so safe now!"
Mom- "Oh never mind!"
Fast forward five years.. My mom calls me, "J'aime, have you heard of that new thing called OnStar?"
Here we go again!
A few years ago, my mom insisted I carry a whistle on my keychain because, "You never know." I tried to reason with her but in her mind, a rape whistle was the best weapon of defense. Her main issue was, "What if you get into an accident and you can't get out of the car? You could blow your whistle and someone will come find you."
My response, "MOM... That's what cell phones are for."
Mom- "What if you can't reach your cell phone?"
Me- "If I can't reach my cell phone that is practically glued to my face, what makes you think I'd be able to reach my keys?"
Mom- "You'll be able to."
"How do you know?"
"I KNOW."
Me- "Ok, mom.. So if I get into an accident, I'm trapped in the car and I blow my magic whistle, I'll be saved, right?? When's the last time you heard a whistle and went searching for where it was coming from?"
Mom-"Well, even if you didn't use it in an accident, you could use it to thwart perverts and theives and car jackers."
"Oh, really? So a purse-snatcher runs up on me, I blow my whistle and it scares him off before he has a chance to gallop off into the sunset with my bag? Good thinking. And if a car-jacker bangs on my window with a gun, I just let loose on the whistle and he'll run for cover before anyone spots him. And best of all, a rapist has me trapped ALONE in a deserted parking lot, I just toot my little whistle and the police will come running with their billyclubs. I feel so safe now!"
Mom- "Oh never mind!"
Fast forward five years.. My mom calls me, "J'aime, have you heard of that new thing called OnStar?"
Here we go again!
Let me tell you about my best friend...
Laughing, screaming, dancing, LAUGHING... All the live long day! Cabria and Emma love each other so much and they have the best time together.
Last week, Mandy and I took Cabria to get all gussied up and have a photo shoot, just like Hannah Montana! She loved every minute of it and Emma thought she'd throw her two cents in here and there as well..
Here's a sneak peek!
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Photo by Victoria Lynn; http://www.hollywood-fx.com/
PS... There is a pic of Cabria all dolled up but I thought I'd let her mommy post that on her cute blog: http://fishykissy.blogspot.com
Last week, Mandy and I took Cabria to get all gussied up and have a photo shoot, just like Hannah Montana! She loved every minute of it and Emma thought she'd throw her two cents in here and there as well..
Here's a sneak peek!
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Photo by Victoria Lynn; http://www.hollywood-fx.com/
PS... There is a pic of Cabria all dolled up but I thought I'd let her mommy post that on her cute blog: http://fishykissy.blogspot.com
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
It may seem like...
I swear, everytime I take a picture of Emma, it's when she is sleeping... It's not always like that. But she is so pretty!!! I can't resist the sleepy time pictures!!
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Monday, January 18, 2010
Quote of the day...
"It's damn cool."- Cabria Walters, age 5
Yesterday, my niece Cabria, came to me and told me she needed to show me something.. When I asked her what it was she replied, "It's damn cool, Aunt Jaime. You'll love it!" She apparently didn't know that damn was a swear word and she begged me not to tell anyone she'd said it when I told her it was not a nice word and she shouldn't say it anymore. From that moment on whenever I talked to anyone, she said, "I know what you're saying!" Before running away to sulk.
She is so funny!!!
Thursday, January 14, 2010
EX SITE IIIIIIIIIIIIING!!!!
I just heard that they are making Jurassic Park IV!!! I know, I'm such a nerd... How can you not be excited for this?!?!?!
Hold on to your butts!! (best line from a movie EVER)
Hold on to your butts!! (best line from a movie EVER)
Someday...
The three column blog in not yet in my grasp but SOMEDAY it will be!! Until then, here is yet another wedding picture...
We like to pretend it's 1920.
We like to pretend it's 1920.
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