Out. Of. Control.

Before I commence with the weeping, wailing and gnashing of teeth, would you please do me a solid and click here and read Lindsey's Bachelorette Recap?

Please tell me you watched this week.  Did you see Justin try to get through the shrubbery to get away from the cameras and Ali? CLASSIC! Did you see the sneakily edited "scenes from the rest of the season" at the end? Did you notice who was left out of the footage of the hometown dates? I think those evil producers are totally yanking our Roberto & Chris-loving chains. I mean, come on. How could they not make it to the hometown dates???  And Frank? Oh Frank...you're going down. If you've read People magazine, you know what I'm talking about.

Okay, now that I've got that business out of the way, let's talk about me because hello, this is my blog about me, remember?

What's out of control, you ask?  Oh, just my life.  That's all.  Nothing much.  I feel like I'm horribly behind with everything.  My job is super busy as I've been filling in for two absent people.  One is not coming back, one is on vacation and coming back tomorrow which will help my stress level immensely. 

I went to the Eclipse midnight premiere last night.  Oh and you KNOW I went to work today too (albeit a couple of hours late.)  I went with Megan and we had dinner first then went to the movie where a friend had sold an entire theater full of mostly LDS, all crazy Twilight women.  My camp buddy Meesa saved us seats, thank goodness because it was jam-packed by 9:30.  I loved the movie -- it's probably my most favorite one yet.  Edward is so dreamy.  They've figured out the whole makeup thing too and he no longer looks like he's wearing Revlon lipstick all the time.  Bella's hair looked perfect the entire time too and she didn't do that stupid woe-is-me-stuttering thing either.  This movie is way more violent -- including beheadings, be-handings and be-armings.  Ick.  But seriously.  I got like 4 1/2 hours of sleep and my eyes feel like they are filled with sand.

My callings are keeping me crazy busy too (do I sound like a broken record?  If so, I'm sorry.)  We had youth conference last weekend and it was a HUGE success.  The 145 or so youth who attended did service projects and attended seminars.  We worked with a local Catholic charity to put the service projects together.  The two coordinators from the Catholic church were at one of the yard work projects and said that they were leaving early because our youth worked really hard and were super well-behaved.  They said that normally they spend much of their time breaking up fights amongst the teenagers they work with.  These amazing teenagers painted houses, stained decks, painted fences, removed blackberries, weeded yards that hadn't been touched in decades - that sort of thing.  I spent two days being a gofer -- running errands, helping with the food, coordinating the volunteers, etc.  I was at the church 12 hours on Friday, 16 hours on Saturday.  Long days but super fun and incredibly rewarding.

Camp is in 19 days.  That's killing me.  Seriously.  How did we already get to July?  I'm so not ready.

Anywhoo...please go to Lindsey's blog and give her a little comment sugar.  I've got next week's show recap.  But between now and then, I'm going to a stake youth activity tonight, hanging out with a bunch of members of my visiting family this weekend and trying to not be freaked out by fireworks, teaching a grown-up hymn to 3-11 year olds, oh and doing stuff for camp.  Am I whining again?  Oh certainly not.  Me whine?  Never!   

People are dumb

Before I explain, let me just say that it's after 9 PM and I'm tired but because it's 84 degrees inside my house, I don't want to go to bed because going to bed means I have to close the door and windows. I try to be brave and tell myself how nobody will break in and get me but then I read articles like this and I get less brave - linked story is kind of yucky...sorry.

The poor woman who died is the sister of Norbert Leo Butz, the original Fiyero from Wicked...just an interesting tidbit I thought I'd share. He's in town doing a preview for a soon to be going to Broadway show based on the movie "Catch Me If You Can" that I would love to go see if I had the time...but I digress...

Anyway, people are dumb. Why? We had our second parking lot fire at work today. I witnessed both of them. The first one, two weeks ago, was just smoke coming out of beauty bark. Not a big deal and easily put out with water. The one today was bigger with flames and everything and we had to call the fire department to come and put it out.

People who smoke and throw their lit cigarettes into bone-dry beauty bark or grass are so stupid. How can you NOT know you are going to start a fire when you do that? Seriously. And hello. You're not even allowed to smoke on my company's property.

D-U-M-B dumb.

Things that are bugging me

• I hate how much the new boss hates Jim Halpert on "The Office." Seriously. Hey "Office" writers, it's really not enjoyable to see our favorite guy constantly hassled. Not one bit funny.
• I'm allergic to my mom's new puppy -- whenever she licks me, I break out in hives.
• I'm still bugged that American Idol went overtime on Tuesday night. I record it, as you know, and I didn't even get to see the one singer I wanted to see, Adam Lambert.
• I bought two new pairs of jeans this week, both on sale. One pair is so incredibly long and they aren't even talls (I'm almost 5' 7" too!) I'm going to see if my mom can hem them without them looking stupid (they're trouser jeans so I think it might work.) The other pair seemed fine in the store but they're too short and I haven't even washed them yet. So lame. They're going back.
• I can no longer comment on blogs from my work computer which totally blows and is really cutting into my commenting.
• I'm out of cereal which makes breakfast less than satisfying.
• I wasted time watched a stupid movie this week (House Bunny.) Seven Pounds is coming next. I need movie suggestions for my Netflix Queue -- anyone???

Why I loathe the post office

I had to go to the post office on Saturday to mail a special little package. Of course, the post office is closed but no big deal -- they have the automated postal center thingy so I go in and find myself third in line. There's a guy at the machine who seems to be a little challenged by technology but he finishes up and the blonde woman in front of me is next. I note that she has several little packages in her hands. Since I have nothing better to do, I count her packages.

There are six of them. Oh and there are now three people in line behind me.

Blondie slowly but surely gets through the six packages and I think it's my turn but, no. She puts a little envelope on the scale. I lean around her and notice more envelopes in her hand and stifle a loud, annoyed sigh. I begin to count again the little envelopes and there are SEVEN of them in her hand.

In case you aren't keeping track, that's 13 packages for which she's purchasing postage.

I turn around and the people behind me and I roll our eyes in unison. More people enter the post office and there's now a crowd of about 8 people waiting. When Blondie is on her second to the last envelope, a woman somewhere behind me calls up to her, "are you going to be much longer?" She doesn't turn around but says that she's about done. Then, the heavens open and angelic choirs begin to sing. She's finished!

I check my cell and I was in there at least 16 minutes. I spent maybe one minute sending my own package. Now, I know she was there first but is it really okay for her to mail 13 packages with a crowd of people behind her? Or should the post office instigate a "5 items or less" policy?