Oh Deer!

So, this morning, there was a baby deer chilling in our backyard. Such a cute and tiny little thing...we went to work and came back, and Baby brought Mommy!
They were in our backyard all day. Just hanging out, eating raspberries and flowers, dogwood leaves.
That's about it for today. My sciatic nerve is being mean to me again...but I'm hoping that doesn't last long.
My Tim got his mission call!! He's going to Tacoma, Washington as well. He leaves in October. Sunday was Ryan Jones's farewell. He gave a good talk. Also on Sunday I went to Ogden and had lunch/dinner with some family. Me and my cousin Kevin had a grand time hanging out. We talked and laughed. We think we're hilarious so we laugh a lot. Well, I've got to go now. Until next time!

Music is My Life.

Well, I'm sitting here at work being pretty bored and need to take a break from feeding my weird fascination with Ghost Hunters; I decided to write on here and give some of the background/meaning stories to some of the songs on my play-list here. I won't share all of them, or all of the story(s). So-here you go:

• Looking For Angels-Skillet: My ex-boyfriend, David, introduced me to Skillet one night before we started dating with the song "Yours to Hold" and I instantly fell in love with the song, and the music group. Upon further exploration I ran into "Looking For Angels" and realized how much truth is in the song. People, whether they know it or not, are looking for angels in life. The whole song has poetic lyrics and I love it.
• Lost- Michael Buble: While I am a fan of Michael in general, this song I particularly love. Especially the chorus. "You are not alone, I'm always there with you....cause when you feel like you're done, and the darkness has won, babe you're not lost. When your world's crashing down, and you cannot bear the thought, I said babe, you're not lost." The whole song hits a chord, but that part of the chorus says it.
• February Song- Josh Groban: I love the beautiful calming and empowering of Josh Grobans beautiful voice, and while I couldn't find "So She Dances" this song is close in the runnings. It kind of just says: "Even if I'm not myself, I don't want to let you down, I'll come back. I don't want to let my friends and loved ones down, so don't worry if I slip-I'll be back." I went though a period for a couple months where I wasn't myself, and people could tell. I was listening to this song and it totally fit with everything that I was unknowingly thinking and feeling. The "old friend" in the song being me and I was lost in a February Song of sorts of my own .... as the song said-I promise you, I'll come back to you. And I did.
  
• Collide-Howie Day: This song was the last song that was played at the Christmas Dance my senior year. I went with a very good and special friend of mine, Joe. I've always remembered this song and connected it with him and all the times we had before he went on his mission (hang outs, all nighters, parties, conversations, confession sessions) and lyric lines in this song fit with us and our friendship as well.
• Vulnerable- Secondhand Serenade: I hate being vulnerable...but I love deep conversations. So, there are many times where I find myself talking with a friend and we both reach a new level in conversation where we find ourselves confiding in the other things we didn't plan on, or didn't know were even there. Both feeling extremely vulnerable but taking the chance.
  
• I'm Not Okay (I Promise)- My Chemical Romance: This song is just a good song when you're not okay. It says it through the whole song. It says "I'm Okay" and "I'm Not Okay". Trying to tell the world you're okay, but then slipping in-no really....I'm not okay. Me and my friend Heidi (who introduced me to the beauty of this song on the way up to Logan one day when neither of us was okay) and so when we need each other, all we have to text the other one is "I'm Not Okay." and then we know that something is seriously wrong.
• Where You Lead, I Will Follow-Carole King & Louise Goffin: Also known as the theme song for "Gilmore Girls". Very true for all my friends. If they need me-I'll do anything I can to be there. "I Will Follow You Into The Dark"- Death Cab For Cutie: It has the same meaning to it.
• Let Me Be Myself- 3 Doors Down: Kind of the same as "February Song". Getting lost in a person that isn't you. People expecting you to be someone you're not as they've seen you as someone else. Getting so absorbed and tired of being that person. And just wanting to be yourself, and being able to shine as who you are. "Car Crash" by Matt Nathanson is like the after work of this song for me. Once you've come back and finding the exhilaration of coming back. And having your true friends embrace you and just wanting to live life because in a sense you've felt dead compared to what you're feeling now. Just breaking free and living.
  
• Riverdance- Bill Whelan: Duh...does this need explanation?? Okay, well, I'm Irish. I dance. I love it. There you go. I dance to this song in my hardshoes and it's a total blast.
• For Good-Wicked: I sent out a text to some friends with the question of "If you could dedicate one song to me, what would it be?" And my friend Bailey answered back with this song. Another one contributed was "Isn't She Lovely" by Stevie Wonder.
  
• Boston-Augustana: I have this odd fascination with Boston. I've never been there...but I've wanted to go East. This song I think sparked my inner drive to go East. The thought of going somewhere for a fresh start always sounds appealing.
• Faithfully-Journey: My friend Drew said he was going to serenade me with this song. He also self-appointed himself as my fiance. He always made me feel special. I can't explain all the ways how. Coming up behind me in band or in the hallway and putting his arms around me. Wrapping me in a blanket with him on a cold day. Skipping A.P. Statistics to hear me play a musical selection in seminary. It seems he always had the same greeting for me, "Hello beautiful, how are you today?"
• Broken- Lifehouse: This was/is still kind of my theme song for a long time. Somehow, some people think this song is depressing...which it really is-I'll give you that. But only to an extent. "I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing. With a broken heart, that's still beating." Come on, yeah, that's depressing...but listen to the next line! "In the pain, there is healing. In your name, I find meaning. So I'm holding on. I'm holding on. I'm holding on. I'm barely holding on to you." No matter how broken you may seem...there's still hope. There's going to be that one person you hold onto. Where in no matter how down, depressed, broken and lost you may seem-there's still that line of hope. "I'm hanging on another day, just to see what you will throw my way. And I'm hanging on to the words you say. You said that I will be okay."
• Hero/Heroine- Boys Like Girls: Shortly after moving home from Logan, I went out with my Morgan. We went to a concert and then were in his room, laying on his bed just talking. There was music playing on his computer and then this song came on, and he said it fit for us, for that night.
• Chasing Cars- Snow Patrol: I'm not quite sure why, or how...but this song I've always connected with my Colton. And the more I listen to it, the more it seems to fit. One night in his backyard, us plus Elise just laid on the grass and looked at the stars. Spending half the time not even really saying anything. Forgetting everything. Colton and I have great plans to go to Ireland when he gets back from his mission.
• Swing Life Away- Rise Against: Secrets, secrets...teehee. This song kind of has double meaning. One story, I won't really share. But the other one I will, my old roommate Jacki and I loved to drive. Many Saturdays we'd venture to Idaho...for no reason. We both love this song, and it kind of fits with our age group-ish too.
• Lullaby (Goodnight My Angel)- Billy Joel: As I mentioned, sleep is kind of hard sometimes. And I love this song! It's so relaxing and kind of just gives you warm fuzzies inside. After I listen to this song, I am relaxed and can get calm enough to sleep.

So, as you can tell, music is my life. Or at least I can relate music to many events/people in my life. As you've notice, I did not share some songs or some stories, deal with it. Some stories I won't. But you got these ones, in case you were curious about some of the songs on my list. And to give me something else to do at work. I'll keep updated on them and make additions and such. "Where words fail, music speaks." "Music takes you to a whole other world where everything seems perfect." "Music makes the world make sense." Music puts things into words that I never can say." Some of my favorite music quotes. Until next time...

The Days of Yesteryear

Well, it is past midnight on Saturday night (technically Sunday morning) and guess what I did today... Nothing. Pretty much. I sat and looked at pictures, listened to meaningful songs, watched movies, re-read old journals and writings. (Oh-and I baked a German Oatmeal Cake.)
Then I got really depressed and nostalgic for some of the "good old days". Not all of them though...just some of them. And some I didn't even want the whole day, just parts of them. Some of the most craptastic days I have lived through had some of the best endings. You know, the days where you wonder, "What the heck happened today??" Wishing it was all a dream but know that it wasn't. And then that one person you secretly know you need is the one that literally walks though the door, or knocks on your window, or calls you. Who provides you with the saving grace you've been silently wishing for all day. And somehow- everything else fades away and the rest of the world doesn't matter because you're safe now. Encircled in protective, caring arms. You know the saying, "You don't really know what you have until it's gone. . ." well that saying is so true. But with that continued absence, comes the realization of impending, anticipated reunion. For each day you spend apart from a person(s) brings you one day closer to the next time you'll see them again. Wow...that was quite unintentionally poetic. Alright, moving on:
I've been having a hard time sleeping lately, or once I fight to get to sleep-I can't stay asleep. So I've taken to listening to lullaby-ish songs which may sound lame, but I've found some I really like. They'll just pop into my head when I'm trying to sleep, so here's some (in no particular order of favoritism.) and if you have suggestions-I'd like to hear them.

1. "Lullaby" By Josh Groban
   
2. "Goodnight My Angel" By Billy Joel
3. "Lullaby" By Shawn Mullins

Also, here are some of my new favorite quotes that I really like and have kind of been clinging to/living by the past little bit I have no idea who said them or where they came from. But I love them:

• "Sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together."
• "All you really need is that one person to trust, that one person you know will always tell you, 'Everything will be alright. . .' and somehow, for some reason, you always believe them."

Well, I suppose I should try the whole sleep thing. Good Night.

It's official...

I am enrolled in the Renaissance School of Massage Therapy! I start on August 4. I am way excited about it.
Last night I went boating with some neighbors and my parents, it was fun. I was actually able to get up on my knees knee boarding. That was an accomplishment.
Tonight there will be all sorts of festivities in my backyard-well, not all sorts...but there will be fire, Mallows, Starburst, and fun (of course). Hopefully it all goes well. I have no idea who's coming or how many people will be there, but it will be a party none-the-less.
My school of Irish Dance will no longer be Crawford...we're combining and taking the name of "An Daire Academy". An Daire is a school based out of Portland, Oregon. Apparently they're amazing, and hopefully more of our wants/needs will be satisfied by combining with them.

Blind Follower

It's Saturday...Yesterday felt like Saturday because I didn't do anything...so now I get two Saturdays. I'm okay with that.
Wednesday the world was totally on my side. I was just about on empty-the gas light was going to go off any time. I decided to go to work, I'd get paid that day, and then I could deposit my check into my bank and then fill up. I hit all green lights all the way to work. I get to work and Larry (The guy I was working for) asked me to follow him up to Logan because he had to take the trailer up for the car show. He said he'd pay for my gas, and buy me food. Sweet I love to drive and I had wanted to drive somewhere for a while, so this was perfect. So I did. The break lights and turn signals on the trailer didn't work, and it wasn't registered. So I was a blind driver the whole way up to Logan (I didn't know where in Logan we were going, and with no signals...it was interesting, but fun.) Either way, I got a free full tank of gas-and a free meal at the FireHouse.
My appointment and the Renaissance School of Massage Therapy went really well, I got a really good feeling about that place. I liked it a lot. They're giving me the weekend to think about it and they'll call me on Monday to get my decision.

Summer Nights, Happenings...and parties.

Alright, a recent thing...Stacy is not going back to Utah State. Weird, Shocking, yes...but it just doesn't feel right. So I am going to take a stab at massage therapy! It's always kind of been a thought and I had it as a plan B anyways. Thursday I have an appointment with the Renaissance School of Massage Therapy and we'll see how that goes. It's in Bountiful so it's close and I won't have to move. And I'll be done with school soon and can move on with my life. And they don't make you take ridiculous generals that we all know and hate. So I'm feeling really good about my decision.
I think I might be addicted to Step Dancing...now I know you're probably thinking, "That's nothing new." Oh I beg to differ...it is. Before I was just in love with Dance...now it's become a bigger part of who I am (If that is possible). I dance like everyday...for long periods of time. Hardshoe mostly. Last week I did quite the number on my heel, I couldn't wear shoes for a couple days. (Which put me out of dance for a couple days, tragic I know.) Sunday I was hardshoing in my garage for over 30 mins without much of a break, and I finally took a break and was drinking some water when I couldn't swallow anymore and threw up a little. It was mostly water-no worries. And I'm totally fine, it just surprised me. I've never done that before...
Ok, so last night I was hanging out (as is customary for me, and completely necessary for my sanity). When the thought came to me...party. Or more specifically, Parties. Good crap, the last party I went to was like two weeks ago! So, Tuesday, I'm planning a party with my friend, Lex. And hopefully that will work out. Campfire, games, music...and then, before we all part ways again for various reasons, School, Work, Missions, etc...a party that will be unlike any we've thrown/attended. An elegant party. How many times do you get the chance to dress up all fancy and get all dolled up? Not often...probly the last time I got the chance to do anything of the sort was for Senior Ball. Dude, I get excited over small and simple things, we know this...but I'll say it anyways...I am so excited for it!

Those summer nights.

Well, last night was a welcomed night full of fun, laughter and relaxation with a bunch of friends. It started out as a volleyball game, then the sprinklers came on and that idea didn't work so well anymore, so we just laid on the grass and laughed and talked...mostly laughed. We're weird, yes, we know. But we love each other. Tegan, Me, Carolyn, Troy, Katie, Moe and Talia.

<-- Here's me and Morgan, and Katie.


Morgan loves me. :D --->



The girls.

Well, there's some pictures for you. Some of my favorites. I love my friends, they're absolutely the best anyone could ask for. There's no better on the earth, of that I am pretty dang positive. They've always been right there when I need them, and we support and love each other endlessly. I don't think you could find a tighter group of people.
I think it's kind of funny though, how I get along with everybody, and am friends with everyone...but all my friends don't necessarily get along with each other, which makes it kind of hard when we want to get a big group together to do something...but I love them all anyways.
In case you're wondering, Elder Colton Davis Hattabaugh has been called to serve in the Washington, Tacoma mission. He will report to the MTC on Wednesday, August 27, 2008. I am so excited for him, but it's sad that he's actually finally leaving! But it's okay, we will write all the time and when he comes back, we're going to party it up in Ireland. :)
I got an e-mail from Elder Joseph Keeler this morning. He's doing well in Germany/Switzerland. It's so crazy to think he comes home in nine months...I am so excited to see him again.
Well, I think that's it for this post...more to come. Thanks for reading! Loves!

Update of sorts...

Well, I'm working back at Designs and Signs for the next week or so. Good news: I haven't even burned myself on the 400 degree press! But, the shirts and bags are really hot just off the press. Oh man...haha. Anyways....the chiropractor is helping with my pain.
I got an e-mail from Joe on Wednesday, it was short but sweet. 5 sentences and he made me cry--in a good way. I also got a letter from Andrew yesterday. I love hearing from my missionaries.
Tonight at 9pm a gathering will ensue at the Hattabaugh Hotel where many will surround Sir Colton as he opens his mission call. It's way exciting but sad at the same time. He's one of the last of my boys to go. It's going to be hard to send him off too, but it's alright, they may leave-but they come back.

Update

Aighty, so, the official news on my diagnosis...L4 & L5 are out of place. My sacrum is tilted forward, my right hip is dropped, my sciatic nerve is inflamed and I have a knot in the dimple of my butt that's really tight and causing problems in my low back. (If you don't know what any of those things are, Google it, that's what I did. Ha ha) So, Dr. Knight is trying to fix me, and so far it seems to be working. Keep your fingers crossed. My pain has decreased- I can move now! Mainly now it's the motion of standing up and sitting down that freaks out at me.
I am still in wondering awe over Secondhand Serenade and their *fabulous* concert last Wednesday...hmm... :)
Friday, I went to a party at Colton's house, it was so good to see/talk to old friends again. I missed them. We haven't seen each other in forever but that didn't put any distance between us.
Saturday, I was hanging out with Moe, and met his cousin, Matt, and then we ended up going hot tubing at Matt's place. Pretty fun.
Well, that's 'bout it. I'm still alive, and trying to stay that way with everything that's going on; good and bad.

Hmmmm...

It's been a few days, but eventful days nonetheless. Tuesday I went to a chiropractor for my back, he took x-rays and nothing "too serious" showed up...that's a good thing, right? My right hip is dropped and something is tilted forward...and my sciatica is inflamed. Fun! No. Pain. So I've been every day since, because it keeps slipping back, I have to go back today. Next week he said we'll start skipping days. I just hope it will help. The pain is almost paralyzing...that's how much it hurts. No words can explain it...but I am trying to keep a good outlook and positive attitude that it won't last forever.
Last night, Heidi and I went to the Secondhand Serenade concert...oh my flip. I am in love. Even more than I was. Some bands don't sound good live, but they were amazing-they sounded like them. And their drummer was awesome. They basically just rocked all around. They're coming back in August...I so want to go.

I have returned

Hello all, I'm back from what has been quite the interesting week/end. Logan was fun, Heidi and I stayed with Tim. Firehouse Pizzeria is absolutely fantastic. Saturday I got to hang out with my very fabulous Carolyn. It was a lovely reunion with drinks (which is always a given when you get me and Carolyn together), laughing and some good conversation. Church was pretty good, nothing out of the ordinary to mention there. I had an interesting dream last night, when I woke up it made me a little sad because I haven't seen the friend that was the focus of that dream (although never actually made an appearance in said dream) for a while.
For reasons that have yet to be explained, my "nerve irritation" on the right side of the base of my twisted spine has decided that it hates me, again; therefore acting up again causing me great amounts of pain. Probably the worst sense of physical pain ever invented. Aside from childbirth I'm guessing but, they give you drugs so you don't feel the pain! Either way, it sucks. It sucks and it hurts. A lot. It's the main nerve that also goes through your butt and down your leg. Therefore my whole leg gets affected. I've already got nerve damage down my leg that's slowly repairing itself. You can't really massage the pain away because it's too deep, heat helps-mildly-sometimes. Using ice to freeze it just makes it spaz out. I've tried tons of different things to try and fix it. Sometimes I think it would feel a lot better if someone would shoot it and make it go away. It's not just "Irritated"...it's freaking pissed off. Causing an abnormally large pain preventing me from moving. So I curl up in a ball hoping to relieve it just a little and that doesn't work. So I try to stretch out but that makes it worse. So I decide to freeze, hoping it will calm down but to no avail. For how little nerves are...they sure can cause a lot of pain. You have no idea the magnitude of the pain until you've felt it, and I hope you never do.
Arguing with yourself never gets you anywhere except for making you really frustrated. That's what I learned last night. That and I've recently become a fan of Golden Girls. It is way funny, I remember watching it with my grandpa and great-grandma in St. George a couple years ago. I've also decided that their relationships and personalities parallel that of mine and three of my best friends. Call me Dorothy.

Well Well...

Life has a funny way of suddenly dumping on you. But whatever, I can handle it...at least I hope I can. Tuesday night was not a very good night. Things happened that I'm grateful for yet at the same time I wish it never happened. It's getting fixed though. Yesterday I was sick, so I didn't go to work. And I didn't go do dance. I basically just stayed in bed. I woke up, decided there was no way I was going anywhere. Went back to bed. I woke up at 2 in the afternoon. Then took another nap. My brother came and talked to my mom for 4 hours...not sure how it went. I stayed downstairs. These past two days have been really tough. I figured if these things were all happening at different times I might be able to handle them...but having to face them all at once is wearing me thin. People are turning out to be other than what I initially perceived they were. I think I know some individuals and then they surprise me. My faith and trust has been shaken and I'm not sure who I can trust anymore. And considering the status of my trust in the first place---this is beyond scary for me. Funny how one event can change so much...
Today is the day Heidi and I return to Logan. I am so happy about that. It will most definitely be a mighty adventure-like things always are. I love being up in Logan, with my Logan people. I love all my people actually...
I woke up to Jimmy Eat World, May Angels Lead You In playing in my head this morning. Great song, love it. I updated my music list, so feel free to take a gander through it. Wonderful songs on there.

OKay!

Yes, I do realize the subject is half-capitalized...it's sposed to be that way. For Dramatic affect.
Dance last night was absolutely wonderful. We started learning an 8-hand figure, and Aly taught me more of the Double Jig. When dance was over I picked up Rina on my way home and we hung out in my room and talked for a couple hours, then I took her home. Today I am sitting at work-very frustrated with the e-mail system because my roommate Jacki e-mailed the resume I had saved on her computer to me twice and I haven't received either e-mails. And it's been like two hours. So odds are I'll just end up typing yet another stupid resume. I just met my brother-in-laws (Jason) brother Jack. He just returned from his mission. Their family is going to Houston on Friday to see Jason and my sister Nicole. I wish they would take me with them. However, I am returning to Logan on Thursday afternoon and coming home Friday night. It will be a welcome and exciting adventure, I'm sure. Not sure where Heidi and I are going to stay just yet...but I've got friends that will let us stay with them.
"I listen to these songs that remind me of you...and wonder if any of it was true." That's been the thought going through my head regarding some things and situations lately. I don't want to go into specifics but the general point is---keep your promises.

My Eventful Weekend

Well Saturday ended up being an interesting day. I went to lunch with my brother and his fiancee, and hung out with them for a while. My mom decided-for absolutely no reason-that I shouldn't be with them anymore and called me home. Which, okay, I don't even understand at all...but honestly. He's my brother. Even if their relationship is screwed doesn't mean mine has to be. Needless to say I was very upset. My mother isn't even making sense with her "reasons" for acting how she is. I think she needs to take a step back and see how she's acting and what it's doing to the rest of the family, and especially to me... I came home and went straight to the basement without talking to anybody and there I stayed. I kept getting random text messages from various people until 1:30am when somewhere amongst the whirlwind of thoughts swirling around in my brain, I must have slipped into sleep.
Sunday morning I woke up with My Chemical Romance, "I'm Not Okay" in my head. So true. I had received a text from Heidi saying she was kidnapping me and taking me to Logan. No excuses. I was so relieved. I got up and went to church. The testimony meeting had a common theme: "God knows you, He knows all about you, He knows what you're going through and He will never leave you." Which is what I needed to hear, and I completely believe that without a doubt-but then I also think, "If God knows everything, then why is He letting this happen? Why is He letting things be the way they are right now?..."
After church Heidi and I ventured up to Logan. We went and found Tim, I missed that boy so much. We gave each other a big hug and I was so happy to just be around him again. We went into his townhouse where we just talked. It was so refreshing. I saw my old roommate Jacki, who practically dove onto the couch and latched her arms around me. Then Heidi and I went up Logan canyon with my cousin Shane (whose Birthday is today) and some of his friends for a Birthday BBQ. Then we went back to Tim's for a little bit, then came home at 12:30 this morning. Logan was such a nice retreat for me to be around those people again. That and car rides with Heidi are very therapeutic and we had a really nice chat there and back. Now I'm sitting at work looking forward to dance tonight. :)

It's a good day...so far

So it is a lovely Saturday morning...well it's not exactly morning anymore, and I have yet to get out of bed, granted I haven't been awake that long...my cat is asleep at my feet. My bed is just so comfortable and anybody who has been lucky enough to experience the gloriousness that is my bed will agree with me. I woke up to Vulnerable in my head...so of course I had to listen to it. I have plans later today to go to lunch with my brother Paul, and his fiancee Carrie. It's been a while since I've seen either of them and I am so excited. As for later tonight I don't know what I'm doing yet. Prolly get some friends together, watch a movie or play wii or ping-pong or something. Aside from the puncture wound on my foot that itches like crazy, all is good!
Wow... I just got a phone call from a lady from a facial place, and my amazing friend Bailey picked me to go along with her on a facial deal. I love my friends.

Here is something I wrote, I hope you like it:
You never know how much people mean to you until they leave. You never know how much you appreciate the things you have, until they're taken away. Too many times in our lives, we think about what we want, instead of what we are blessed to have. As simple as carpet to walk on. We don't see the people scraping just to get by. We don't see the ones who were pulled from their families. We don't pay attention to advice that's given to us, until we're already in the hole. It's not about how many breaths you take: it's about how many moments take your breath away. Cherish the moments where time stops, and everything seems perfect. Hold onto the moments where your heart is flying, wrapped in the arms of a loved one. Memorize the small moments, the facial expressions, the smell, the sound of the perfect moments for they will get you through the tough days. Just remember you are loved. By numerous people. And they will stick by you through anything, and protect you if needed. Remember who you are, and how many people actually care about you. If someone doesn't like you, too bad for them. It's their loss. We all have a voice, we all have a message, and we all have ears, so listen, learn, and give back.

Intro/About Me

Alright, welcome welcome. Odds are I will be updating this thing very often, because I'm working for my parents at their office-and my job is sitting at a computer. It's not a hard job, it gets old and boring fast. But hey-at least I get paid for it right? I manage to keep myself entertained with Facebook, YouTube, occasionally Myspace...So, I guess I'll start out with a little intro about me (not like you need it or anything...)
As you know, my name is Stacy Jo. I used to not like my name but now I love it. Youngest of three, one brother, one sister. They are the best siblings and I love them both. My favorite color is green. I am an Irish Step Dancer and it is so much fun! I adore laughing and pictures. I write a lot so some of that will be posted on here as well. Music is a huge staple in my life, I relate to it very well. All the songs on my play list have a special meaning to me. Either dedicated to me, an event/evening, or just remind me of someone/something. My friends are my saving grace. Without them I wouldn't be where I am, and I wouldn't be who I am today. I eat colored candy (M&M's, Skittles, etc) two at a time by the same color. I don't eat the crust on pop-tarts. I love juice and root beer (not together though). Anywho, as I post more, you'll get to know more about me and what endeavors I face going through this thing we call life.

Who Knew

Holy crap, who knew that coming up with a single title to name my blog would be so mind-stretching. I tried to think of something creative that fits all of me. I originally thought of "So She Dances" because I love dancing, and the song by the uber fabulous Josh Groban is one of my dear favorites. Then I thought of "Dancing Through Life" (Wicked) but somehow those didn't seem to encompass all of me, just a part of it. Sure it covers dancing and music, but those aspects are only part of what makes me, me. So then I thought of an onion. Yes...an onion. Onions have lots of layers to them-as do I. But seriously--an onion? Now that's just doesn't sound very appealing! "An Onion Dancing Through Life" Sure, it's funny, but come on, an onion? Surely I could do better than that. So then I started thinking of things with layers---lasagna, the earth, lettuce heads, rainbow jello...then it hit me. A Rose. Roses have layers (kinda), they're pretty (I like to think I am sometimes), they are versatile, delicate, make people feel good and loved..so there ya go. And I'm Irish and it means a lot to me. There's a traditional Irish song called "My Wild Irish Rose". So, "A Wild Irish Rose Dancing Through Life" is the title of this blog. Who knew it could hold so much meaning.