I"m finally almost done with this damned book i have to read for my teaching American History stuff. Granted I knew it was going to be American History and all but this book sucks ass. it is indeed a very brief over view of America and all but it leaves out huge chunks and explains very little. And this last chapter is killing me because it's about the beginning of the US as an actual country and all the economical issues we had. I hate Econ. I really really HATE econ and I hate it more this way because I don't understand half of what these people are trying to tell me. goo. But i only have about 20 pages left so I should be done with it by sunday.

Retorical question of the day - what is it that Kelly has that makes all the boys jump? And please dear lord no references to milkshakes and boys coming to the yard.

In a completely unrelated note - is it weird that I have pictures of Saddler's kids on my desk tops and on my phone? and does Ben. And Kelly. Now don't get my wrong, i have adorable pictures of Isa, the one on the laptop has her with a mohawk which i have dubbed the Isahawk. And the one on the extra monitor is Isa eating a plate and smiling real big. And then the one on the phone is another Isahawk. They're cute but that's a lot of Isa and she's not so much my kid. She's Saddlers. But she is cute. you can see it on Facebook if you want to. which might also be creepy that she's on my facebook but I'm rolling with it.

Also I think I'm going to take Charity out for a movie and dinner or something that gives her a night off. I hang with Saddler a lot but not so much Charity. I think she is less crazy than I use to and actually have a decent time with her when it's just us hanging out watching the kiddies.

Right so rambling sorry guys. Loves you all!

And I'm not allowed to defend the team that I root for, because heaven fucking forbid someone doesn't like the goddamned cubs. I don't watch baseball! It's BORING! I like hockey. It's NOT boring! Fuck off with your damn cubs and get over the fact that the Red Winds rock, kick ass, and is my team of choice. Oh don't give me your shit about the penguins. You didn't give a flying fuck until I did about the Red Wings so go back to your damn Cubs and baseball and fuck off.

If you really care to see what spawned this go to facebook and check out the too cute for comfort picture where Isa has on my red wings hat. Also realize the Kelly is a RABID Cubs fan and doesn't let anyone talk shit about her team. But it's totally cool to shoot down everyone else's respective teams even though none of the rest of us root for baseball teams.

No really though, sorry I'm so pissy lately. I just got use to being around mellow Saddler and Charity apparently.

Seriously, what kind of idiot do you have to be to do this to someone. You know you're mother is fucking crazy. We all know it. You don't deal with the issues that arise from it fine it's your deal but damn when you start taking it out on Saddler for no apparent reason, that's an issue. And how do you not call and apologize, or at least text and apologize. How do you go through your day realizing that you snap[ed at your best friend about NOTHING that had to do with him and not say something about it. SO you don't want ot talk about it. Fine but at least say sorry I had other shit on my mind like my mother being fucking crazy and it bled into talkign with you. I shouldn't have snapped. Saddler understands that your mom is fucking crazy and won't ask a whole lot of questions and if he does you can just brush it off like you do everything else. Good god grow a pair and say something to him about it. He doesn't deserve that shit. Honestly Saddler knows your emotionally fucked up. Just roll with it would you?!


Good god this girl is ridiculously stupid sometimes.

do you ever have one of those days where you feel like ass yourself and then you get online and dig around on facebook because you're bored stupid, and your brother is being a lazy ass and not cleaning, and all the sudden you remeber why you do the things you do and how absolutely stupid some decisions seem to you and how you totally feel like both of those people had been shots in life if they had gotten together later on in life? And then you remember that neither of them talk to you any more even though you're apparently good enough to be invited to their wedding?


Yeah me either. Just checking...

WOO so back from second road trip of the summer on friday, but I'm just now getting around to actually writing about it. Yes i know, i suck at updating, see title. I am well aware of just how much i suck at updating so this is prolly going to be a long one and I'll prolly end up LJ cutting it later, when I have time to go dig it up again. I can never remember what gets the = sign and what goes in quotes. Le sigh. On to road trip number 1 also know as the romantic getaway because some kid over heard Kelly and I talking about it and asked if we were going on a romantic getaway, with saddler, and his wife. And kids. And parents. Yep clearly screams romantic getaway to me.

So a few days after school got out the entire Saddler clan (Dru, charity, Sas, Isa, Sarah - Dru's mom, and Doyle - Dru's dad) and Kelly and I went on a road trip to CO to help clean out the Saddler cabin and whatnots. Basically kelly and I were there to help tear shit down if needed, or watch kids if that was needed. Saddler parents were in a different car but the rest of us all went in Saddler's Arcadia. Which is quite spacious until you have a screaming two year old. Or a screaming 6 month old. Or a very whiney and complaining Charity. Or being in the front seat while Kelly drives. Overall though wasn't a bad road trip. The girls didn't get screamy on the way out, on the way back to KS they did but out they weren’t bad. So we get into CO pretty late Saturday night. We unloaded and then went to find shakes at the Burger King. Since it was right next door we figured we would just walk, unfortunately we forgot that it was late at night and the lobby was closed. Well we weren’t going to go get the car to go through the drive through so we just walked through the drive through. Or Saddler did, we let him scare the hell out of the workers while we stood back and took pictures. Then to our dismay the shake machine either didn’t work or had just been shut down. I don’t remember which. So we got ice cream pies instead. Then wondered back to the hotel after much thanks to the drive through lady, and had a bourbon or two, ate ice cream, and went to bed. YAY SLEEP!

So we got up the next morning at like 9 or something, had breakfast and then piled back into the car and headed an hour into the mountains. and I do be up into the mountains. I got to cross the continental divide which, I'm ashamed to admit, i didn't remember at all what it was until Saddler told me. But then it was quite cool and I'm happy that I got to drive over it and take pictures with it. Pictures will eventually be up on both facebook and myspace but we have to get Saddler's father's day present together first then they'll got up. So we drive into a little backwoodsy area to a little cabin. And then we set to work, we disassembled pretty much everything we could and then proceeded to haul it all out. Which would have been infinitely easier had we had the right tools but we didn’t. No Allen wrenches and no crescent wrenches that actually fit the nuts we were trying to take off. I wanted my tool kit, and I swear I am never leaving home on a romantic getaway again without it. All in all, Sunday was a pretty long day of riding in a car and hauling crap. Especially because it kept raining and heaven forbid we should load anything in the rain. Which I sort of understand, seeing as a fair amount of the junk was wooden, or furniture. But still it made for a lot of inside work, followed by a lot of sitting around. When we finally got everything loaded in between raining spurts, Saddler, Doyle, and Kelly, were outside trying to figure out how to cover everything up appropriately and tie it all down. I was inside because I was being of NO help outside other to stand around and pretend like I was being helpful. They totally had it covered so I went in to hang with the kiddies. Well then it started to downpour, but the guys stayed out side to get everything tied down properly. So from the inside I decided to amuse Kelly, who was part of the awkward standing around outside fiasco. This cabin happens to have a large picture window that stared straight out to everyone loading up the trailer. So I decided that awkward hand signals were in order and that got a good laugh out of Saddler and Kelly. They knew what I was doing and jumped right into to randomly signaling for emus, or large truckers. After that, I decided it would be more fun if I flashed Kelly my bra. Don’t ask, it made sense at the time, and I wait until both married men weren’t looking thank you so much. That got a good giggle out of Kelly and a very angry face out of Saddler that he missed it. So Kelly reciprocated, again making sure the married men weren’t watching. Which dissolved us both into a fit of giggles. Soon after that they got everything tied down and the rain stopped. So we packed it all up and piled back in the car.

We then drove the hour back to the storage place, where we unloaded everything and then managed to cram 4 of us into the front bench of a truck. For those of you that know the little s-10 I use to drive, it was bigger than that thank god, but I was very awkwardly sitting on Kelly’s lap who was partially sitting on Saddler’s lap who was trying to not awkwardly sit on his dad’s lap. It was a very fun but partially frightening ride. Mostly because with Kelly in the car we figured we were going to get pulled over. But we made it.

From there we all decided we were hungry and food took precedent over showers. Since the ones this morning were cold as shit, we were hoping that it would be warmer tonight, and started to argue over who gets the first shower when we get back to the hotel. But first dinner at Burger King. So we’re eating and Sassy is crying for someone to come play in the play place with her. Well she’s not quote tall enough to get up the steps herself so she does need someone to help her up. Kelly and I, being the SWEET people that we are, subjected ourselves to the tiny ass playplace tubes to help Sassy up. Saddler, the cunning bastard, decides that he’s going to sneak out and steal the hot water while we’re playing with his kid. Lucky for him there was still hot water left when we got there. So everyone showered, and was feed, so we did what all people would do. We watched deadliest warrior and zonked out for the night.

Then got up about the same time on Monday, ate breakfast, and piled back into the car. This time we stopped at the continental divide! There was snow on the ground. And we were like 30-45 minutes ahead of Saddler’s dad who had the key to the cabin. YAY time killing. But we have some cool pictures and Sassy had a good time. Then back into the car and keep driving to the cabin. The drive, while a bit long, is really pretty, we got to twist up through the mountains and the go more or less off-roading to get to the cabin. YAY mud and dirt roads. We got to the cabin, still ahead of the key and did what any responsible adults would do. We broke in. Luckily it was easier that it sounds. Because they heat the cabin with a propane heater (I think) the window was still slightly ajar where the hose ran in to the heater. So Saddler opened the window, popped out the wood holding the hose (that’s what she said) and proceeded to launch himself into the window. The photos for that are fabulous! But he was in, and shortly there after so were we. Then we had to rehook the heater back up and turn it on. Saddler went up to examine what needed to come out of the attic while Kelly and I were incredibly useful in making sure the heater really was producing heat by standing over it. There are some good pictures that go with that as well. As soon as Saddler figured it out, we started to haul out wood. I had a good time giggling at Kelly who would jump for the lumber because she wasn’t tall enough to just reach up and grab it. About the time we got all the lumber out of the attic, Doyle showed up and we started cleaning out the cabin and dragging any of the remaining wood stuff out to the pile we had created. After the cabin was mostly cleaned out we got to move the entire pile of wood to the other end of the property. Let me tell you how much fun that was. And then joy of joys, we got to pull up porch wood. And then hammer out the nails. And then haul it to the other wood pile. Eventually everything got taken care of like Doyle and Sarah wanted and we went for a short walk up the trail to get a couple of good shots of the mountains. Then again piling back in the car, and driving back to the hotel. Where the muscles unloaded the back of Doyles truck, and then we all went for dinner. Dinner was tasty! Then back to the hotel, where everyone took showers because we smelled. Then again we did what any responible adult would do, we had a bourbon, and watched TV for like 3 hours. We watched land of the lost, and then got into an argument about time travel thanks to Saddler. Apparently Kelly and I are on totally opposite ends of the spectrum on that one. She thinks its cool (assuming time is linear) for you to go back in time and meet yourself. But it isn’t okay (assuming that they exist) to go to a parallel and meet yourself. I totally blame Saddler for that whole argument. And then we went to bed.

Tuesday was pretty unexciting, we drove home, and had a screamy Sas most of the way. When we got home, Kelly and I did laundry and slept because we were getting up Wednesday to drive to Chicago.

So I got my ass outta bed on Wednesday morning, went to the bank, got my prescription refilled and got all my shit loaded up by the appropriate time. Kelly on the other hand was not. And continued to not be on time for the next like 3 hours. So instead of leaving at a decent time we left at like noon. Guys it’s at least 15 hours from here to Chicago. There was no way in hell we were making it now. Angry face. But whatever we stopped somewhere out in nowhere, and then we went and visited Kelly’s friend in Aurora, then on to Virginia’s. Yay sisterbear. Then I stayed and Kelly went down to her step-grandmother’s for the night. That was good times. And that’s about as much as I feel like typing for the moment. Tune in next time for more adventures.

i am so done being around Kelly. Like really fucking done being around her. She doesn't know best and she has no idea what normal is. Tomorrow when I'm actually awake I'll fill in everyone one on the road trips I've been on and what nots. loves you all, but still fucking done with Kelly

So this trip to CO has been pretty rockin'! Other than some 'must not hate' moments it's been fun. Got to hang out with the kiddies a lot, done a fair amount of hard(ish) labor, got to hang with Saddler and Daniels tons which is always a good time, and got to bum around in the mountain area quite a bit. There will be pictures posted when I get back somewhere where I can stick in my Mem card. and they'll be up on facebook, and if I feel ambitious myspace. So far so good on the not wanting to kill Daniels part of being around her a lot. Here and there I think she's being cranky and want her to go away but for the most part not bad. She's the only one that has come close to how Erin and I deal with each other over prolonged periods of time. Charity on the other hand I want to slap silly. Passive aggressive is unbecoming on everyone and even less so on her. Just fucking do it already instead of whining about it. It's not that freaking complicated. Just shut it and do it. But being here in the mountain is great. I've had no issues with the altitude so that's been pretty much phenomenal. There's been little bits of hard work, like bending over to pull up boards, then hammer out nails, and then pull them the rest of the way out. That was a bit rough today but other than that it's just been haul this over there, then pick up and carry this out there, and come help disassemble this damn futon bunk bed shit. That SUCKS when you don't have the proper crescent or Allen wrench set. There was a lot of swearing underneath our breath on that one. Especially when I couldn't get a good hold and squished my fingers. Or when Saddler squished my fingers trying to move the cabinet back. Nothing broken and nothing really bruised either. No major injuries on my part. And no major injuries on Danny's part either. Charity sliced her finger open, nice and pretty like. Seriously not that difficult, you slide the knife in and you push away from you so you DON"T slice your finger open on the sharp ass blade.

On the plus side I have offically driven over the continental divide. And we have pictures! I saw snow this weekend, and it was hailing on us for a bit today. That was a blast. And soon we'll be heading back to KS and then on up into IL, IN, and MI! W00t W00t!!

Man I seriously look rough from Krav. Learning a lot but very painful at times. very sad that I'm going to be away from it for about it a month. le sigh. But very excited to be visiting everyone very soon! Also very excited that school is done for me! YAY summer vacation! w00t w00t.

So last night as a celebration, and by last night I mean all freaking day, Saddler and Daniels and I along with Pips and Shane sat out in Saddler's garage and played videogames. It was AWESOME there was so much blow up, shoot up, guitar playing, drum banging, and offkey singing going on. Seriously it was great. And it reminded me a lot of late night hanging out at Josh's with Ryan in High school, or late night hanging with the boys room in college. There was so much geekiness going on with the video games, it just made my heart pitter patter. Also I think i've finally gotten to the "we have no such thing as personal space' with Daniels and Saddler. Which is cool, because it's not a creepy i want to be close to you thing, it's just a i don't feel the need to watch everything I say and do around you anymore kind of thing. Especially since Saddler managed to poke my boob, and there was a lot of random *honkhonk*ing going on. Erin I misses you and our *honkhonk*ing. :-D

Also Sassy, Saddler's oldest daughter who is just as a cute as can be and is almost 2, saw my shoes wednesday afternoon and knew that I was there and had to come hunt me up. Now, everyone was napping when I got to Saddlers house, and so I took off the shoes and went straight downstairs to do about the same thing before I had to babysit. So Sassy hadn't seen me at all, she just saw my shoes and knew that it meant I was here somewhere and she drug Charity all over the house to find me. Then got very happy and excited that I was there. Then apparently yesterday when Saddler and Charity brought her home from the babysitter's, she was asking to find me and go play and so she again drug Charity around to find me so I would play with her. She's so cute. And Isa is just a doll. She very rarely fusses when I'm hanging on to her. And she's very smiliey when bouncing on my knee. which might just be gas but I'm going with she likes me. Anyway, can't wait to see everyone very very soon!

I am officially no longer a first year teacher!

this whole being the first one with an actual job is kind of scary. Everyone asks me what life is like and i like being supportive and helpful and all of that but it's scary to only be a year out and giving advice on these sorts of things. Or any sorts of things like what you want to so with your life or your women or where to get a job. i just don't know what to tell everyone, or how to be that more experienced person. And it's tearing me apart that everyone is going through the I'm leaving everyone I love behind phase and there is nothing I can do abotu it becaue i'm in freaking Kansas. ANd i'm just being crazy and crazy and nee to go to bed. I love you all and I"m here for you if you need me as best as I can be

Go to urbandictionary.com and type in your answers to the following questions.
--Post the first definition it gives you.

1.) Your name: Sarah
The name "Sarah" is translated from the Hebrew language. It means "Princess"...and rightly so!
The translation of "Sarah" is "princess"

The correct spelling of the name sara.
What is your name?
Sarah
Me too! But how do you spell it?
The correct way,

2.) Your age? 22

1) A .22 caliber handgun
2) Any rim that measures 22 inches in size
3) Slang term used for women to let you know they are prostitutes.


3.) One of your friends? let go with Dru today
adjective describing one as:
courageous, heroic, maliciously sly, witty, funny, outrageously good looking, OUTRAGEOUSLY good looking, apparently god's gift to the world.

(this is mildly creepy, and surprisingly accurate as Dru is Jesus so technically he is god's gift to the world)


4.) What should you be doing? Planning


Planning 10.One of the worst ideas ever to come to B.C. school boards. It is a mandatory course for grade 10 only.It has a clever concept (resumes, first jobs, financial plans). However, the assignments like YPI ( Youth and Philanthropy Initiative )where you have to go and find a small charity, go all the way out to the middle of nowhere to get answers to your questions, work 5 hours on the presentation, and end up with a C. Planning 10 needs no effort, or attention. Just do a half-ass job on the "assignments" and you MAY pass.

5.) Favorite color? Purple

Extremely potent marijuana, specifically marijuana buds that have a purple hue to them. Also accompanied by a fragant, usually fruity smell and mad perma-grin.


one of the key ingredients to Grape Drink


6.) Birthplace? Jackson

It's a twenty dollar bill, not a cock. That's a Johnson you dumb shit.


7.) Month of your birth? November

The best month of the year! Snow, getting ready for Christmas, celebrating thanksgiving & havin thanksgiving break!


8.) Last person you talked to (in person, besides family)? Mark

noun. A person identified as an easy target, or "sucker". A mark is always the short end of a joke or scam, and is never let in on what's going on. A mark is usually being cheated out of money. It's origin is from old English traveling carnivals from the late 1800s to early 1900s, where workers would refer to people paying to see their made up shows and games a "mark". not from urban gangsters like most people think. Mark is also the origin to the term "smark" or "smart mark" which is a person who know's he/she is being scamed.

9.) One of your nicknames? Amazon


A female warrior from greek mythology, who would often travel in pairs of 2 and their main color was red.

Their most famous queen was Hippolyta, who was captured by Hercules as one of his 7 tasks. Hippolyta called her Amazon warriors, and they fought and beat Hercules and his men.

They would cut off their left breast, so that they could shoot their bow and arrows more easily. They were also very tall, strong, and aggresive.

10.) Type of car you drive? Caliber

Excelling in charm, incredibly good looking. Perfection.

incase anyone wanted to see, bed is now up on facebook. I'm too lazy to put in up on Myspace right now but if you desperately want to see it i'll think about it.

First night in a real bed!!! W00t W00t. pictures to follow on facebook and myspace probably. It's pretty! and very large for my small bedroom. BUt pretty!

Oh and apparently Mary was right it was the red ranger, and he got the death sentence. less childhood destruction because it wasn't the cool ranger. :-D

a small chunk of my childhood just died the other day. i randomly got told by one of my friends that the guy who played the green ranger was convicted of a double homicide. Over a yatch. The only attractive male ranger from the original, who has still randomly ben in most seasons of power rangers (so he's still prolly got a good chunk of money) killed the older couple who were trying to sell their boat. he tied them to an anchor and tossed them overboard.

What the hell Tommy?

OH i also figured out that the Original yellow ranger died in a car accident in 2001. Random.

alright when in a fighting class that requires some amount of implied injury, but seriously you don't jack it up any more than necessary. Daniels did tonight and I'm pissed. there was no fucking reason for it.

i have a triceratops lunchbox!!!!

Erin is the coolest!!!

Burbon is fun.

G is a good guy and hilarious

I kick ass at some random Marvel game thing for the X-box

Saddler and Daniels rock my socks

I do no have a crush on a married man thank you very much

Sassy is the cutest small kiddie ever. Sorry peeps.

Isa and I have an understanding and she quiets down for me

I'll always be one of the guys. But not like Daniels is a dude. More in a we don't really think about your gender because you act and think like us and never make us feel uncomfortable. Which is cool and all but when you're missing some kisses it's not exactly what you're after.

Seriously, Daniels and Saddler are awesome - I wish you all could meet them - and G is good times.

Oh and Mrs. Saddler about got smacked the day she dissed on dude shoes on chicks. Sorry honey Isa is going to have huge feet and she'll be buying boy shoes just like Daniels and I. sucks to be you.

I'm really fucking tired.

Loves, kisses, and a general feeling of happieness - g'night

There's nothing quite like having it confirmed that I figured you out correctly far before it came to this situation. This is what I randomly read today, because I was on myspace and felt like checking up on people's posts.

"My roommates still pretend I don't exist. Fuckers. One was my best friend in high school, now he only initiates conversation with me to remind me to pay rent and take out the trash. I haven't managed to shoot the shit with him since November maybe. The other guy is some random dude who's friends with the first. He's abusive to his girlfriend and the first guy doesn't seem to notice.


Oh well. Like 5 months ago I fucked a girl on the couch one of em always sits on and she perioded all over it. I cleaned it up with a bleach pen, good as new, except for the smell that had to be Febreze'd. Yeah, sucked for me, but I was too high at the time to give a fuck. Worse for him since he sits in the same damn spot exactly where the mess was. I think karma works its course in subtle ways."

Hurray, you still can't communicate with people, and hurray, you're still a complete jackass. Hurray, you screwed some random chick, and hurray, for being too damn high to remember the chick. Sounds like a winning life to me.

So, thank you for demanding that I choose between you and my job, because my job is way the fuck better. Also, thanks so much for not being able to keep it up when I was feeling crazy lonely and frightened. Insert scathing witty ending comment here. I'm sure your weed addled mind can word vomit enough unintelligible and banal comments to finish out this post.

I just had an A-ha! moment. I've always wondered how people in movies and TV just pulled a gun apart when they were making sure the bad guys didn't have a working weapon. It always confused me and after shooting guns it sort of just confused me more. I have finally found the answer and all of my shoot 'em up movies make shit tons more sense now.


I'm such a loser.

Also sorry i'm boring everyone with the gun talk. I just am putting off doing something productive. And i'm kind of hooked....