Healthy Obsessions?

I hate to admit this but I have a feeling that I fall into the category of obsessed. I titled this blog Healthy Obsessions with a question mark because this could be a debate. I am coming more and more to the conclusion that life shouldn't be lived through movies, books or TV. What is that famous saying, "Grab life by the reins and take control". (I promise I'm going somewhere with this) For those of you who don't know me super well I am a big entertainment person. I love movies almost more then I love food. (I really love food!)

FYE (For Your Entertainment) is a small branch of heaven on earth here for me. My friend Angie laughs at me because she knows that we have to schedule at least two hours for that store whenever we enter into it. For most people, dinner and a movie is such a "lame" date. That was so the 90's! For me, bring on the dinner and movie. (In fact, skip the dinner)

Continuing on my entertainment kick I love reading. A few entries ago I wrote about my love for Borders. Reading up on the latest pirate ships, or how Madonna became Madonna. I am easily entertained.

And of course how can we forget about television. At least two-three times a week, people tell me of their love for various TV shows and suggest that I give it a shot and watch the first episode. If I don't love it, then I never have to watch it again. That's where the fall begins. I fell for this one time when my old roommate Ashley told me to watch the OC. In her words, "Jennie, just watch the first four episodes with me. If you don't love it, then you won't have to watch it ever again." Four seasons later and owning the first couple of seasons on DVD, its obvious that I became a little addicted. Now when people suggest shows to me, I immediately let them know that I have three shows that I watch. I refuse to add anymore on there.

So what does this have to do with Healthy Obsessions? Due to the few shows/books and movies I have become addicted to this is how I secretly (not such a secret anymore) hoped my life would have played out... I go to High School in Orange County where I hang out with Seth, Ryan, Marissa and Summer. After high school I say goodbye to some of my closest friends where I move to Seattle and become an intern at Seattle Graces Hospital. Here I deal with the drama of my close friend Izzy and George. Meridith is dating Derick and Sloan is constantly wanting to "date" me. Little does he know that when I go home Edward is there waiting for me- the perfect man.

This is why I add the question mark at the end. Its an addiction and I'm learning to control it. :0)

Hopeless Romantic

I find it kind of silly that my post prior to this one was a dedication to the nuns, my desire to be one and the top ten reasons why it would be a good decision. Those of you who read this may be wondering if I have found that "special someone". Fear not my single friends... I am still in your corner, but I have realized that I am a sucker for romance and the idea of falling in love. I don't speak of anyone in particular, only the imaginative characters in the movies or in the stories I read. I have tried to fight it but I can't help but feel the tugging of my heart strings when watching two people who have gone through their own struggles of searching for "that special someone" finally able to end the battle and truly fall in love. More and more I find myself searching for the novels that share the tale of two lost souls looking for their other half. Or dropping subtle hints to my friends to see movies of a guy and girl falling in love for the third time. I will remove my pride and share with the world my secret. I AM A HOPELESS ROMANTIC!! My fear now is not only the ridicule I will get after my faithful fans read this post, but the many acts of love I have read or seen will continue to linger in my mind. I hope someone is up for the challenge of catching my attention. :0)

Nuns

OK... For years now I have said how I really need to look into becoming a nun. I know some of you are thinking "but why would you do that!?" I've decided after sharing with you some of the "perks" of being a nun I would put them down in writing...

the 10 top reasons why it would be cool to be a nun!

10. Never have to shave your legs or underarms again (save on wax jobs too)
9. Wouldn't have to worry about not being up with the latest fashions... one outfit that's all you need!
8. Free room and board (no more stinky or crazy landlords)
7. Save a ton of money! (That you can give to the homeless)
6. Live with all your closest of girlfriends (ignore the cat fights)
5. No need to get pampered everyday (out with the makeup)
4. Can't figure out how to control your hair? No need just throw it back under the cap you wear (is that the technical term?)
3. No stressful situations... just constantly serving
2. Have God in your life 24/7
and the number 1 reason to become a nun...

1. NO MORE DUMB BOYS IN YOUR LIFE!!!

AMEN TO THAT!!!

So last week I had the chance to go with my roommate to the Dashboard Confessional Concert. When the idea was first presented to me I actually asked her to see if there was anyone else that would want the extra ticket she had acquired. I wasn't too familiar with their songs and it seemed silly to spend the extra $50. We decided that we would have more fun going together, so she quickly helped me with my little set back. She burned me serveral CDs of Plain White T's, Panic at the Disco, and Dashboard Confessional. We got to the show and immediately the doubt of feeling silly at a concert of artists I didn't know was let go and pure excitement overwhelmed me! Something about being at the concert, screaming your heart out as you sing along with the artist is exilerating. We were the only ones feeling this sensation as we danced along with several others. Especially our favorite fellow concert goer named "Drunk Man" who found moves that no one could top!

We gained the "groupie" nickname and to uphold our reputation we purchased shirts! We danced and sang to the last few songs and then sadness overwhelmed me as I realized the night was almost over. We stood there, watching the band leave backstage and looked around at the pockets of crowding going on. It was then that we realized, members of the bands had decided to come out and meet their fans. My roommate and I ran from the place we were standing to meet these fantastic entertainers! We left an hour later knowing the night was a success!!!!

book of life

A little more then three months is all that stands between me and Christmas! Is it really September already? Before long I will enjoy the long sleeves, coats and scarfs only until I step outside to the fridgid weather and curse my car for not heating up fast enough! What have I done this past year. I think at one point I set some new year resolutions but couldn't tell ya how close I am to getting to that change.
Its been a few months since I wrote on my blog last and to all of my readers who so anxiously want to keep up to date with me here are some of the newest changes that have consumed my life.
After living in three different places in six months, I decided to move yet again back to Lehi where I had just come from not more then four months ago. The drive to Sandy was slowly becoming more and more of a pain and although I moved to Provo from Lehi at the beginning of the summer it had served its purpose and I decided that I was past the Provo scene. Two my friends found a cute little condo for a great price, packed our bags and said goodbye to the town we had all lived in for so many years.
So speaking of my job in Sandy, the point of the mountain is death trap waiting to happen. As winter approaches, the mountain comes to life and produces its own masses of weather to the point where you fear for your life as drive around it. My little jetta would cringe at the thought each time I pushed her up the hill and around the bend just to get to work. Since the majority of the year is winter except for few warm months of summer, I decided to get myself a new car! I went and spoiled myself and got the xterra that I was contemplating on getting back around my birthday. Its was sad to depart from the jetta but it was time.
Lastly, against the better wishes of my mother I choose to re-color my hair and go back to dark. I was the closest to my natural color about 5 months ago and nothing made my mom more happy! To me, brunettes have more fun and being my natural color for even a few months was torture as it is.

So the summer had some nice changes to it, I feel like a new chapter in my so called "book of life" has started and more then ever I'm excited to see what winter can come up with.

The Airport

So many people laugh at me because of my love of the airport... next to borders its my favorite place to be. Sometimes I tell the person taking me to the airport that my flight leaves just a few minutes earlier then it really does so that I get to spend a little bit more time there. The airport is always associated with a negative connotation and I'm going to have to argue against this...
First, going to the airport means you are going somewhere and 98% of the time you are going somewhere fun, a vacation perhaps. The excitement of having a destination somewhere other then where you are now is one of the best feelings.
Second, if you are anything like me you love people watching. I find it fascinating to watch how families interact with each other during stressful moments or long periods of waiting. That's when true personalities come out.
Next, there is something about going and getting a magazine and reading up on the latest gossip in Hollywood... sure you can do that standing in line at the grocery store or in the comfort of your home, but it again it leads back to the first point I made.
Finally, vacations are always needed and the airport is your ticket to that! So the next time you want to rag on the airport... think first of the wonderful things it provides.
I REST MY CASE!!!

Sand Dunes!

There is something exciting about the wind in your hair, the sand in your teeth and the white knuckle grip on either the 4-wheeler or the person driving the 4-wheeler! I got to experience a trip down the Dunes a couple of weeks ago and I will tell you what... there isn't anything more exhilerating then seeing the MOUNTAINS OF SAND! I was facinated watching the different motobikes race to the top of a straight climb. What was even more exciting is riding on the back of a 4-wheeler and feeling like at any moment you are going to just fly off the back. Entering into the Sand Dunes a sign is posted "1 number of days since the last serious accident" Two days before I went, a man was life flighted out of there. The same day I was there flight for life visited the Dunes again. (Don't worry it wasn't anyone in our group)

Well don't worry... whenever there is a 4-wheeler and Jennie, you get an accident. Coming down from the mountainous peaks above... clinging tightly to the back of my friend a sudden turn sent my feet flying off the pedals and the intial reaction is to put your leg down. Well with the tire right there... sometimes thats not the best idea. My leg got caught under the tire and I flew off. Luckily we weren't going too fast and I was positioned in a way where my leg didn't break. However when my friend stopped my leg was under the tire of the 4-wheeler. YIKES! My friends were shocked my leg didn't break.

Following this... I was driving my 4-wheeler following a few more experienced friends of mine on their bikes. As they climbed a steep hill and glided smoothly over it I assumed I could do it as well. As I climbed the hill and realized I didn't know what lied on the other side I released the gas and my 4-wheeler stopped half way up the hill. My friends were already far ahead of me so I had to climb to the top of the hill so they would be able to find me when they realized I was gone. Climbing loose loose sand in 80 degree weather... I felt like it was the Sahara desert.

Over all the trip was a blast... I hyperextended my leg... have massive bruises on both legs, but can't wait to do it again!
Posted is a glimpse of what the sand dunes is like...