Category Archives: Suprises

We are Done. Breaking up with Dating Apps.


Here is my resignation that some poor sucker who just received after asking me to spoon 18 hour ago:

Is this how dating is and I just need to accept that this is how dating is? Your tactics are weak. Your confidence is bold because you are texting messages to a stranger in a phone. It isn’t just you it is all men. I apologize that I am only sending this to you right now because, You seem like a nice guy and it is more than just you with this viewpoint. But seriously if I look over our conversation, why should I say yes to that? At least you are only asking to spoon, but why?! Why would I jump for joy that a guy wants to press his body against mine after 18 poorly exchanged messages over 7 months? I think I am officially done with app dating. This is a joke. I am sending in my resignation to you, a poor in expecting victim who just happens to be trying to move forward in dating, put himself out there with poor tactics and is receiving the back lash of some girl’s years of frustration with the way dating has become. Reevaluate your tactics. Seriously, best of luck out there. Hope you find what you’re looking for and you probably will.

I have been dating for almost 16 years now and let’s just face the facts it sucks. I have had what I thought to be an undwindling optimism and never ending hope. Blah blah blah… I still have that but not for app dating we are through. I am breaking up with app dating. 
In the future when people ask me about being single and they ask if I have tried an certain app or another my response will be yes and it is the worst.
I think I will split this post into segments and demonstrate how it is the worst. I might have some guest authors and ask them to share their experiences. (Reach out to me if you’d like to participate. Females and males welcome. Sucky dating isn’t one sexs fault.) Also, I will edit out the yoo-hoo’s face and name and share the screen shots of this exact experience and several others. Stay tuned in to see if I get a “bitter woman” or a stream of profanities response. Until next post, good day.

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Nature’s Astonishing Power

I got told that I am:

“A supportive and nurturing friend, open to sharing ideas and collaborating with others instinctive, wise and full of inherent knowledge determined to succeed in your goals able to handle the toughest situations with grace.”

Friends and Family:

“You’re a solid and steady rock, who’s supportive of friends and family. This is a great quality, but you’re also mindful that there is strength in vulnerability.”

In Nature:

“You recognize nature’s astonishing power, but that’s the reason you like to challenge it. You get a thrill out of conquering things, like climbing to the top of a mountain.”
Musinia Mt viewrecordthe top  trailclimbing down at the top the three of us

..uh thank you for a truly accurate description of myself, shampoo website. That was odd. Anyways, on to the story in the photos.

Once upon a time, there was this girl who didn’t know what to do with her life and she was scared. She had kind and wise dad. This girl also had a step mother, don’t all fairy tales include one? Well this fairy tale does. Was she a wicked step mother, no. She was a soft spoken, sweet, adventurous step mother. (A step-mother who wrote a darling blog about her daring adventures.)

Anyways the daughter, was in one of those dark places in life. The kind that only stepping into the darkness with faith could bring her closer to the light. She was unable to recognize this. Her parents could though, they also say she needed some adventure.

This brave beauty lived for adventure but had somehow forgotten the rush she  gained from accomplishing things. She had in the past created a list of goals and spoke of them frequently. One of the goals was so close yet so far way. It was right out her door. Her goal was simple, to climb to the top of the nearest peak, to climb Mt. Musinia.

Her parents told her that the fifth day in September would be the day she would climb the peak and they would go to. Together they stepped out for the adventure that would change their lives forever.

During the hike the wise father stated that this hike was similar to the young woman’s life. The comparison was made in the fact that things were difficult and most likely going to get more difficult before it got better but then when she was just about to give up there would be hope and the grand feeling of accomplishment. Through nature’s astonishing power she felt the connection between his words, the adventure, and her life. He was right. Don’t give up. HOPE.

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Then There is the Song You Can Never Get Enough of….

Repeat, repeat, repeat. Anyone else would be going crazy but it fits so well with life. Every note, line, and pause, is perfect. You know the feeling. You have been here. Feeling like a crazy person as you play it once again. Maybe one more time, will be too much, it starts, never enough. That’s the moment I am talking about. L.O.V.E.

Say Something….Nice!

Say Something….Nice!

I love this!!! And

Improv Everywhere made a video about this and I love Imporov Everywhere. (Side note: add on to my bucket list participate in an Improv Everywhere activity.)

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Adventures with my Dad!

I just got off the phone with my pops. We had a great conversation. Earlier today I sent him this text message:

” Happy Fathers day to the best dad I’ve ever had. I’ll call you when I am out of church.”

I am not sure how he felt about that text. He is the only dad I have ever had but he s the best I could have ever had. I think if I could have picked out all of the dad’s in the world I would never picked a better one than the one I ended up with.

In our short 24 minute conversation, (24 minutes is short for us, we clocked a good 3 hour call a few weeks ago, just for record)  we talked about :

  • Scout camp
  • My best friend’s boyfriend
  • Civic duties
  • My lack of love life
  • Hoarders
  • His day
  • Vietnam
  • My siblings
  • President Kimball
  • How he misses his kids being little and how it is hard to have adult children sometimes, but other times it is so nice.

He gets me.  My dad is the greatest dad and my dad is the strongest dad.

I hope he has a Happy Father’s Day!

 Along with all those other fathers out there. (Like: my big brother he is an awesome dad, my grandpa Rod who taught me math when I stayed over at his house, Grandpa Mar #98it’llbegreat!, my uncles blood and adopted, and last and greatest of all my Heavenly Father.)

Here is a short clip of me and my dad chasing after a hot air balloon. We have so much fun together.

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Winner Winner Chicken Dinner

The best thing about the UVU / BYU game was:

We were so glad we went.

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accidental vegetarian

The last 4 and 1/2 days I’ve been accidental vegetarian. (After the best steak of my life.) I am not sure how it happened or why. When I got to the forth day I decided to just keep going with it as I realized that I hadn’t eaten any meat.
What I found out: I like it. Yet I am a super grump. I felt hunger after a few hours and couldn’t wait until the next meal. My body ate the kindness section of me first.
The poor people I work with have suffered the most. Stuff I normally would let slide, I called them out on. (Even in front of others….bad news.) Oh well, I guess it was good to take care of business. One person thanked me for my crazy.
It ended when I came in and there was yummy dinner ready for me. I guess that I am going to be a carnivore for a little while longer.

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“Table for one, please.”

I am not afraid to be alone. In fact I enjoy doing things alone frequently. Should we list some of the things I have done alone.

  • Movies
  • Road trips
  • Theme parks
  • Snow storms
  • Shopping
  • Flights
  • etc. (I’ll stop bragging about how awesomely lonely I am.)

There is one thing that I haven’t done alone before.  It has always been my goal. And it is so simple and silly that I had never done it. I could have checked this off my bucket list years ago.

I did it this week.  I ate at a sit down restaurant alone. (You know I have done the fast food/take out thing alone for years, but sit down now that is quality well deserved selfishness.)”Table for one, please.”  Could be the best selfish words that you can utter. Eating alone is purely for you. Normally you are there for more than the feeding of your belly. Eating alone is just that. No waiting for someone else to pick what they want to eat. No, the server isn’t waiting for conversation to die down. It is about you. When you close your menu it is time to order, when you set your fork down it is time to go. (After paying, of course.)

I felt like a lonely princess.

It was breakfast and I was surrounded by other folks dining alone.  I ordered eggs with ham and hash browns. I got two delicious bran muffins. And best of all a cup of hot chocolate! (And when I say a cup, I mean two because I was a crazy lonely princess; who enjoyed my solo meal out a little too much!)

My challenge for you folks, my blog readers (whoever you are),  is to dine alone. If you truly love yourself show if take yourself out and try it.

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72 Hour Dream

So this is my first video blog. I am not sure how I like it. We’ll see. I am not going to tell you all about it. I’d rather you just watch. I might have miss lead you because I didn’t have a dream for 72 hours. It just felt like it.

So that’s that. Make your own.

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Ryan Goslings Abs by New Years

It is the time for resolutions and goal making. So…

During the holiday season I spent time with my family which helped me in remembering the importance of family and the lack of importance of all the other stuff. You know the stuff you waste your time worrying about. (Maybe y’all don’t worry about useless stuff but I sure do.)

Anyways, I would like to paint a picture of words,  you can glimpse into my family room for a brief Christmas moment. (I’ll imagine you outside the window like Scrooge and the ghost of Christmas present.)

We were gathered around the Christmas Tree. My sister-in-law is sitting on the couch, with her adorable two year old son in his Santa feety-pajamas to the right of her. My thirty-something single brother is just walking past the tree and headed out of the room, when he is caught by the conversation and pulled back in by my other brother the one who is happy little family is settled on the couch. He comments on the fact my single brother isn’t the same skinny punk he use to be. My two sisters and I encircle  the couch and join the conversation just as it turns in to a fitness chat.

Ryan Gosling’s abs are, of course are brought up. We all said how we needed a six pack.  Almost instantly, I have my hand in the center of the group and I once again. “Ryan Gosling’s abs on three,” I say.  I never know when people will join in my silly pacts or not. I thought this one would be a go though because my family is a fitness originated family. (….at least we have been at different stages in our life.) But this time I was not disappointed as five hands entered in with out hesitation.  I was then surprised by the tiny little hand that joined in. It made me smile. We shouted, “1, 2, 3, Ryan Gosling’s abs”, and some of us giggle.

Ryan Goslings Abs

Ryan Gosling's Abs, all I can say is "Hey Boy."

The thing about goals is that,  “A goal with out a plan is just a wish.” Larry Elder said that. It is true. So I have been trying to figure out a way to put this goal into action.

Goals need to be:

  • Specific (Ryan-like, a.k.a. F-bomb worthy)
  • Measurable (Next New Years I compare my six pack Ryan’s)
  • Attainable ( Sure is, it isn’t like I said I’ll be dating Ryan. I can totally do some crunches.)
  • Time Bound (Once again, Next New Years.)

I think it is a good thing that we decided to do this as a family because then I have an awesome support group all set up already.  “Amazing Abs,” they all will say when they get our family next years Christmas photo from the beach.

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