I once knew an Urlacher

I adore you. Thats all I have to say. Absolutly adore. You're the ONLY person from Humboldt that has always treated me with 100% respect, and I can never thank you for that. :,)
Thanks for making me feel important, when no one else did. You're straight up, and down to earth, and I'm so jealous of your mantality. I think I can handle stress; you got me pretty beat. I've only seen you cry hard once. and it was for something you were so passionate about, and even though I was on the fence about the decision, I cannot help but praise you for your overall composure and how you handle most things like an adult. I believe in you more than I believe in myself, and I cant wait to see you acutally become an adult women. I know you'll do awesome in everything you do, and I'm already so proud of you.
I want you to see yourself through my eyes. I want you to look at yourself and instantly have the confidence to do whatever the fuck you want. You're one in a million; you may not notice, but others strive to be like you. You're independent, and creative. I want you to make a site for your poems, because I know damn well that your's are better than mine...haha
I know this is a little off topic, but hug your mom more. She raised you SO right, I don't even know what else to say about it. Learn how to cook that bomb ass food, and get those muthafucking scholarships!
I still love thinking about all the hockey we've played, and all the songs we've rocked out too... Times like that are never able to be taken away.
The only time I can ever really say that I felt like we werent close was during softball...I know I probably said/did some shit that pissed you off, and I'm sorry. I get a little blindsided when I'm scared of someone getting hurt. (Even myself) but I now know that you really do look out for yourself, and the only person who knows Katelyn best, is Katelyn herself. So again, I'm sorry for trying to take too much control over anything you did...
In closing, I want you to know that I will ALWAYS consider you as a little sister to me. If you need anything, I'll be there, and I'll be willing to help until I cant anymore. All I want is to see you happy, and to see you make it. To finally feel accomplished, and to finally be able to sit back, see what you've done, and admit to yourself, "I created this. I did this. I'm a beast."
Believe in yourself, like I believe in you. Its hard, but your blonde little head can do it. ;)
LOVE YOU.<3

RayyyChill

Lets start this like this; seriously?
Thats about the only word I can think of. For months now, I've written these blogs to express emotion, and frustration I've had on the entire world. With that being said, I have not been able to come up with anything for you, until right now. When I'm working a 16 hour shift...(thinking time much?)
I remember first meeting you. PROBABLY in your front yard, and you were petite, with glasses. Such a nerd. You would draw me pictures, and you seemed to think so highly of me. Which I never wanted to take advantage of, thus I tried to ignore it. Small talk here, and small conversations there. Funny how things change huh?
I was excited when I first saw you in the hallways of your freshman year. You were my bestfriends little sister; I wanted to look out for you. I think the first time you really opened up to me was about MARIO... You were so caught up. NOT IN A BAD WAY. I mean thats the first time I personally saw you passionate about something. And throughout the years, I've seen it more and more. You're a driven person, and I love it.
Now the sad part; The last year, I told you EVERYTHING. I trusted you so much, which I'm still trying to figure out why I felt so comfortable with you to open up as much I did. When everyone decided it was "Blow up on Kayla" day, I think I probably cried the hardest with your texts; and you know what...I wish it hadnt been that way. The boys yes, treated me wrong, but for someone who I would drop anything for to try and make you feel better, I just didnt understandd how you could take every flaw of mine and throw it back in my face. However, I understand where you were coming from, and how I'm like 99% sure you didnt mean to hurt me as bad as you did. I feel as if Iknow you, and your personally pretty well. I mean lets be serious, you are a Pisces. ;) I respect you for what you said (I still have all the texts saved). But I wish you could have just came to ME, rather than 3-4 other people.
I'm the type of person who would rather forgive than forget, as you should know, and I still think about our times everyday, and still look for the TWT mobile out and about, so I was never ready to just give up. The only reason why I finally quit trying to impress all of you was because I felt like I was left for dead. But I do miss you. I do care about you. I do still want you in my life, because its like the positives outweight the negatives (sound firmiliar?)
My only warning is this; I'm not putting myself out there for anyone again like I did to you for a long time. I want to start over with you, and I want to build ontop of disaster. You're still my Taylor Swift singing partner [I havnt listened to a full song since our fight :,( ]
ANNNDDDD lets me honest. I really fucking miss Chuck. straight up. Oh and I have a shit ton of your movies! I'd love to sit down, have coffee, and just talk. We dont have to be perfect, but I'd like to try to work on things. We both have so much going on for us, where I think we wont turn into an unhealthy relationship again. I feel like we can get back on the level we were when we were Happy. Happy as friends. NOT constantly trying to figure out how the other one feels about anything that was said. Not having to worry about the views of OTHER PEOPLE. Just you and I. Thats what friendships should be. Just the two people involved.
I'm thankful that you facebooked me. I've thought about you almost everyday, and have had to hold back typing you a letter. But I have been planning on writing this blog for you, so HAHA you're stuck with it. ;)
I'd like for you to think about everything, and hopefully you dont still think so poorly of me. Don't get me wrong, I'm not giving in. I've realized that you to me are worth a blog dedicated to you. I feel like you're one of the few people now who are WORTH my acceptance and respect.
I'll always be here for you. Lastly, I love you like a little sister, and I'd love to see you soon. You're an amazing girl, and I like watching you accomplishing goals. Can we make this work? You have the digits ;) Or just facebook me. Whatever.

Two Stars

Two stars
You and I
So far away
But so close
I just want to talk to you
Within the dark sky
All I see is
You and I
No others shining
No others bright
I just see us
Next to the moons light

Parachute - Losing Sleep - She (For Liz) WITH LYRICS

This song is exactly how I feel about someone currently. I love music that captures our emotions. Check out Parachute; they’re good shit. :)

“She, she is the words that I can’t find; How can the only thing that’s killing me, make me feel so alive? And I couldn’t speak; I couldn’t breathe to save my life…”

Once You've Been Picked;

If you can make a girl laugh, you can make her do anything.” - Marilyn Monroe

That’s the glue to all of my “crushes.” (and btw, I feel like I’m 12 saying crush). If a guy can make me laugh, I’ll start to look at you differently; I mean like a good laugh, I seriously laugh. Not a chuckle, I can do that myself. If a guy can identify himself with my humor, and accept me trying to be the clown of any group, then I’ll start to fall for you.

Secondly, I love jaw lines, eyes, and smiles. Those are the three basic physical characteristics I look at.

Jaw lines, if defined, make a boy look like a man. To me, it shows masculinity. No boy has a chiseled jaw line; only men do. And every girl looks for a man. I love deep, big eyes. I have a on going obsession with brown, and green eyes. (I’ve only really liked one guy with blue eyes…and he broke my middle school heart). Last, but not least, the smile. :D I like kissing; I like teeth; I want to be looking at nice teeth, so I have motivation for kissing. If a guy flashes a nice smile about, I take it as if they’re not shy; they’ll open their mouth, and they will speak up. Which is attractive in its own right. That being said…

I fall for guys that have a voice, and use it. You don’t have to be a prick. You don’t have to be obnoxious. You just have to WANT to put your opinion out on the table, and know how to debate behind it. I hate guys that no nothing, and stand up for nothing. I’m to much of a passionate person to stand back and allow that. I would LOVE if we disagreed on things; I don’t want to be your clone. But express things to me if I don’t agree with you. It’s a huge turn on.. ;) and if we do have everything in common, that’s okay too. As long as the guy isn’t holding anything back.

Therefor, I need a guy who wants to protect me. I’m a daddy’s girl, and its a hard label to be applied. But I look up to my dad for always being there for me, and making me feel safe as a young women; I want a boyfriend who’ll do the same. If a guys makes me safe, rather its something they say, or the comfort of their hand touching my solder, I’ll get a little crush :) There is no better feeling in the world for a girl, then to be hugged and held by a guy she likes. Its the ultimate high.

Finally, I want a guy who likes to have fun. Go on random adventure. Go outside. Stay inside. Make up inside jokes, laugh, cry, wrestle, play pranks on each other, go to sporting events (OFTEN!), make fun of peoples facebook pictures with me, cook dinner with me, makeout OFTEN, cuddle more, I love sex and if you don’t then we’ll never work. I want to be with a guy who can keep up with me, and my excess amount of energy. I need that. I’ve never had that, and I ended up becoming a negative, no fun girl to try and match my significant others personality; I will NEVER do that again, its taking to long to be a fun girl again. I want a boyfriend who wants their girlfriend to be their bestfriend. <3 I’m completely possible of it. I want to be the “cool” girlfriend in your friend group, and I’m looking for someone who’ll welcome me into their group. I want you to play Mario Cart with me. Be cool. Be a young man, not a child. Lets party together, and laugh about how we cant remember the night, the next morning. That’s all I really want. You don’t have to be perfect at anything; just atleast try with a smile :)

And here’s the slow, pretty part;

I’m a girl who would rather hold hands with a guy if I really really have feelings for him; I feel like that bond between two people is the hardest one to accomplish…even though its usually the first step for couples, or people seeing each other. I’ve kissed more guys than I have held hands with. If I am willing to allow you to hold my hand, its me giving up my ultimate trust. But once I reach for your five fingers, I’m throwing my “no” answers up, and I’m yours after that… Because knowing me, and my history…

- You’ll make me laugh

- I’ll hold your hand

- And then “You can make her do anything.”

So gentleman, if you think that any of the above applies to you, then I’ve probably noticed it. :)

I Hate Politics...aka Dumbasses

What the fuck Cali?! First prop 8, and now prop 19??? Could you please step your game up? You know, most of the country watches you… Set a better example for the future… Why be so childish, and so uneducated to go out and vote against civil rights issues, and look like complete idiots? I’m not the most educated political follower out there, but I like to know that when I vote, I’m helping OTHERS. Not just my own personal agenda. I hope that two years from now, gay marriage and medical marijuana are legalized, and all those against it can fuck themselves. I want my children to have choice, and live in a diverse world.

Secondly. WHAT THE FUCK MINNESOTA. My home, and my love! WHY THE HELL DID MICHELLE BACHMANN get re-elected!? What the fuck does she do with her job title? Embarrassment. Thats what. Shes an uneducated, rich, obnoxious women, who, if I could, wouldnt hesitate to act upon her presence violently.

AND FINALLY. I swear to whatever GOD there is above, if Tom Emmer wins this re-count over Mark Dayton, Minnesota is doomed. fucking screwed. Way to Go Minnesotans! Way to just “Do It.” Such disappointment from election day…I’m going to just live in a cave.

I love the male sex.

I love males. I love everything about a good guy with two XX chromosomes. I love all the testosterone, and all the manly things guys do. I couldn't be more attracted to the opposite sex. Girls are disgusting...Why trust anything that bleeds for days and doesnt die!? Lets be serious. Penises, and balls arent that cute either, but 'Man Oh Man!' I love me some double X chromosome...And it's been quite awhile for me to get some action...haha

I love that I currently have a crush on like 6 people;
- 2 are "He's fine! I'd do him."
- 1 I'm confused on. I like um', but I don't feel like its worth any of my effort. We'll see, I mean, we're building a good bond.
- 2 I'm completely head over heels for...If only I knew how he felt. "/ Or if he didnt make it so damn one sided, and awkward. Both in this situation confuse the hell out of me, but we'll see if I end up with either? Because they are both just freakin' swell. One is a little ignorant on some issues, but he'd still look pretty...On the other side of my bed ;)
- 1 is completely off limits. fml. because he's a doll. :) but off limits for better reasons..I want to know though SO BAD, if there would even be a chance if the situation was soo much more different. But then, I probably wouldn't think he's such a awesome kid.

BRJMDKIIEAAELCSTVVLKSTIEDIN = Frustration.

halloween pictures. spooky.

First Halloween single; old enough to be on my own; and able to get crunk. (still illegally but whatevs...) From Girl Scout to MISTY!











And finally, the next afternoon, we come to discover that in the battle "Bonfe vs Bus" we have an injury;


Happy Halloween 2010!

One will always find a spot to fit in;

"It's hard, but sometimes it is better to have no friends for a time than to have the wrong friends. The wrong group can lead you down all kinds of paths you really don't want to be on. And retracing your steps can be a long and hard journey." - Sean Covey

Even though we have our differences, these four girls have been the glue to my social life for the last 15+ years. All at times, one at others. We’ve all been together with heartbreak, first loves, family problems, personal problems, and everything in between. We ALL have one complaint about one another, everyone does. Why try and live up to some standard? Before standards werent even mentioned, we were all happy. <3 I love you girls. But lets not participate in GIRL bullshit.


SECONDLY. I love having somewhat new guy friends in my life. I really am lucky to have guys that will sit and listen to me rant, and then even open themselves up to me, so I understand things going on in their life. It makes me feel like I'm actually wanted. As well as makes me feel more and more comfortable with the things that happen to me on a daily basis. I just wanted to make sure that the internet world understands how I feel about all this; if it wasn't for always one young man always stepping up for me, I'd be lost. I need to always have a good guy friend. It makes me feel balanced. :)

I'd rather not have to say any of this;

I dont know what to do at this point; its like no matter WHAT I do or say, I'm still in your head as "A liar. A bitch. A fake friend." Everything title, that I'm confused on why I have. BUT YOU WIN. You've finally broken my emotions down. I try to be the good person, but you have such a negative view of me, no matter what I do, you're gunna tell everyone you have this fake view of me, and treat me the way you do. I dont like to fight and argue. I always voice my opinion on things, rather it pisses someone off or not. Just because when its brought up again, I don't know every single word that was spoken between two people, doesnt mean I'm a liar, or talking shit. This is an on going argument between everyone! Its sooo dumb! Has this not been the problem for years!? Why is it still being brought up, and there is always a common denominator. Just Saying. Plus, its like, Oh can I not speak my mind now, or even when I joke around about something, because you dont find it funny, I'm talking shit? I'm done dude. I've tried to stay out of shit, I've tried to prevent it. And now I'm getting blamed about it. I can't take this unstable emotional fighting bullshit. No one is perfect, and no friend is perfect. Everyone does shit that pisses someone off, but why not understand thats what makes everyone the same? I'm no one, but myself. I'm not gunna be a "Yes" man for everything, I'm going to not do things I dont want to do, and I'll have my own opinions on things. I'M SICK OF BEING JUDGED ON IT. I am no longer going to even begin an argument about "someone talking shit." We're all big kids. Its fucking stupid. Especially when one person has a problem with it, but then brings it up with other people, BESIDES, the one person they're upset with. Thats why this cycle is continuous. I love all of you, but I'm sick of feeling like I can't be myself because I have to meet some standard. It is SO HURTFUL when all you've tried to be is a good friend, and you're constantly looked at as someone who is not. Especially when those views are being judged by only HEARING about a conversation. Not participating in it. I never wanted it to get to the point where I was breaking down, but YOU'RE really making me feel like a worthless person, when I know damn well I am not.

DAM. All I did was Try,

Remember when we first met? You were at the Twins game with Nick. Remember when you first made me cry? When you broke Nick and I up. Remember when we were really close? Mr. Kranz class… Then New Years 2009 happened: “David come talk in the bathroom with me?” “No. I don’t want to hear what you have to say…” “David! Please, just let me talk to you.” “No. I don’t care. I’m leaving.” Remember when we were friends? I do. It’s like I basically ruined it for us. Although you probably didn’t help. See I always felt as if we were comfortable with each other Dave. Always on humor level, like haha, lets constantly try and be funny. You seemed to always notice the good things in me, and you would openly judge me. You’d argue with me, but you never seemed to talk shit behind my back. You had it played out like you weren’t gunna just hate on me when I wasn’t around, even though you wouldn’t defend me after awhile. I remember you telling me “I get a lot of shit for being friends with you.” I should have been done with the friendship then; I realized that when you first said it, but I was so amazed by your calm composure at the time, because that’s what I honestly needed in my life after Christian and I broke up. You displayed personal characteristics I wanted to have; and I had your recreational activity of choice almost always available. I want to believe that you never used me; but I know you did. Our situation would hopefully be different if you hadn’t used me. I get really depressed about it, because I was mesmerized by you. And to think it all started when I just wanted a good best friend? I don’t care what you tell people, the first few weeks that we started hanging out again, you were leading me on completely; we talked like there was going to be something. And it wasn’t just me. You made a lot of comments as well sir. And actions seriously spoke louder than words with you. I’m really hurt that you were that embarrassed of me that you couldn’t even allow a thought of us being a couple to ever cross anyone’s minds. Sorry I’m so low on your standard list. I know that I probably pushed you away, with the dumb shit I did, and said…But you help start my behavior. Just saying. :) Two views; One, I really am hurt by you. You didn’t have to play me as a friend so hard. I told you over and over, I would rather be your friend than anything else, and you knew that. So since I admit to you that I’m attracted to you, you drop me as a friend? Fucking ridiculous. All I ever did was try and make your day better. I’d go out of my fucking way to make you smile, when I was at my lowest. When my emotions were set up on the table for your approval. I think it’s very childish of you to treat me the way you do now. You must have had some feelings for me, especially the way you acted towards me whenever I had a downfall. You were the only person to believe in me (Or claim you did) for going back to the U. And I appreciated you listening to all my family drama, and helping me through some of the toughest times in my life. If I didn’t have you David, after Christian and I broke up, I would have probably had an emotional breakdown. So thank you. Again. I cherish all the times that we had together, but I really do wish that you someday realize that all I wanted was to make a difference in your day. I wanted you to be happy, to have a girl in your life that didn’t upset you, didn’t treat you like shit. Someone you could consider a best friend. But obviously personality is below all other factors for you huh? I wish you would just crack, and show some emotion, and come to terms with how you’ve been hurt in the past. Quit trying to prove someone something. A relationship isn’t only about sex; even rock stars know that. Tool. It’s a plus if they have “cakes” but if a girl drops what she’s doing to bring you Cup a Soup and root beer when you’re sick; that’s a keeper. You’ve missed out David, and I’m really sad about it. Even if your hard headed ass reads this, you still probably won’t notice it. One day, you’ll see that I was only trying. Trying to make you happy. I didn’t mean to make you hate me. I hope you choose to talk to me someday… and maybe we can become friends again. Because I’m so hurt by you at this point, I’ll never want anything else from you again. Thanks again for the one of the funniest years of my life; even though I have a gut feeling you faked a lot of it. :( I still love you like a brother, DMoss. Please always remember that. <3 you. I’ll always be here for you.
PS:
- You made me really sad when you didn’t come to my birthday party, or Mat Kearny.
- I’m really sorry about doing stuff with your best friends; probably the worst way to get your attention. Right?
- I wish you would have talked to me one on one more, rather than talking shit about me to your sister, and everyone else. Our problems would have been solved, rather than blown up.

Suicide Note

What if I pulled out a notebook
Wrote down all my problems
Underlined all my sorrows
Explained how I felt
And worded it all
So you knew that my heart would always melt
When I was dealing with you

What if I pulled out some weapons
Wrote down all my confidence
Thanked all those for things I once borrowed
Rather it be tools, or their ears
And to the ones who helped me express my fears
Just so you know I chose to hold back my tears
When I was willing to just close

When I pulled the trigger
Wrote down all the problems; wrote down all the confidence
Underlined sorrow, thanked those who've borrowed
Worded, and made them listen by ear
All about dealing with you.
And how I was just willing to close our chapter
I've hit the threshold
I've just been in the way

The day I die;
There will be no shame
Because when you read my suicide note
You'll only have yourself to blame.

Cuban Style Black Beans

Jesse Diaz. You’re a real cool cat mr. diaz. I think you’re pretty swell, and your talk is sometimes cheap. I like a afro, and all your dirty pairs of sneaks. I’m trying to rhyme, just this one time. To prove that I’ma pro. Its taken me forever to assemble this blog, because it seems I don’t actually know you that well? We never went to school together; you never dated me, or a family member of mine..and I’m not black. So basically the only connection we have is catbus. Pretty funny. However, I feel like I know you pretty darn well. You’re a sensitive guy, and you like to make people laugh. You speak you’re opinion, sometimes ignored, you still voice it. You hate fedex, but you’re being smart and kinda working through that shitty job until you find a new one. At least you’re being mature.  You seem to genuinely care about others feelings, which is really sweet for a guy your age to do. I like that I feel like I can be myself around you; you’re not that judgmental, so I don’t get self conscious. I really appreciate that you ask about my guy problems, because the girls can only take so much of my bitching. And remember hun, you're a great guy. Don't let your first love get cha' down. If its meant to be, it will be. Go with your gut feeling; I'm pretty sure you still love her a bit, and thats okay. If something feels right, do it. If it doesnt work out, atleast you know you did what your heart wanted you to do. Sometimes we need our hearts broken to understand a better way to love. And last, but not least, I love that when you tweet, fb, or text me, 99% of the time you begin the text with “Kayla…” NO ONE EVER USES MY FIRST NAME! I really love it when people dooooo! So thank you nigger.
…Yeah, I went there. ;)
Cuban.

I would also like to mention that you probably make a difference in everyday that I talk to you; When I had my huge blow out with all my high school guy friends, I was really depressed about it, because lets me honest, I'm closer with guys than I am girls, and I open up a lot quicker.. (Not just my legs...ZING!) but anyways, haha, you're a guy I feel EXTREMELY comfortable with talking to about most things. Thanks you for opening up with me as well, and making yourself look just as vulnerable as I am when I talk about stressful/heartbreak/personal shit. Thats all I wanted to add. :D

phenethylamine;

“Empathy is the poor mans cocaine; and Love is just a chemical, by any other name.”

- Eyedea&Abilities ‘Burn Fetish”

Love is just a chemical. Nothing else. It is an addiction; a depressant, a stimulant, and its a bloodrush to the head. As much as it hurts so bad, emotionally, at times, we all take the risk of it turning into physical hurt; heart break: the same thing your everyone warned you about when you told them about your new “lover.”

I can honestly admit to the internet world, that I’m addicted to this rush; its like I constantly have a guy in mind for my flirting. I usually get hurt; not because I’m such a bad person, not because I’m going after people who are completely out of my league; I get to addicted to the high, and suddenly try and submerge myself into the chemical my body is creating, and rush things. Which leads to my failure.

I’ll find my guy who provides me with enough phenethylamine to get by. :)

AKA, hopefully the “perfect” guy on my mind. ;)

A Softer World;

asofterworld.com

Start Day

Today, 10/11/10, I'm starting my life changes plan; lose weight, get good grades, and be fiscally responsible.

I, by writing this blog, will be my contract to be happy.
I'm gunna work out everyday, do my homework on time, and attend class. As well as watch what I spend my money on. AKA fast food, and hopefully save up to sublease someone soon. :) And most likely by more clothes, that make me look nice. Plus, I'm going to try and find a new hobby to keep my busy. I'm excited, and hopefully I do well.

Sincerely,

Kayla

Never Had You

How can you explain;
All the emotion
And the heartbreak
The stories
The tales
And the sure fire plans
That seemed not to fail
The bragging
The description
The overall perception
The facial expressions
And the laughter shared
The tears that needed to fall
In order for me to stand tall
The hopes
The dreams
All the little things
That were set in position
But never set in stone
The positives, and the negatives
All of the things that I shared
But you were never really "there"
So where to begin telling our story?
When I miss you
Yet, I never really had you
How can I explain how I feel to you
When I never even had you

You Can't Fake October

You can’t fake baseball. You either can hit a fastball or you cant. Simply as that. Yeah, steroids might help, but whatever, lets forget those exist just for the essence of this post. Watch Fever Pitch, with Jimmy Fallon and Drew Berrymore. You’ll fall in love.
I love baseball/Softball. Completely in love. Whenever something was going bad, I could depend on the sport to be there for me. I, myself, am a softball player. I started in Tball, and to tell you the truth, I don’t think I’ve skipped a season since. So a good 17ish years under my belt, thank you. It was my life every spring and summer. I didn’t get to go to the beach everyday; I was getting down and dirty in the sand. My worst medical encounter came from Softball (Whats Up, popped Bursa? Blood Infection? Knee Surgery?) but I wouldn’t have wished any other surgery upon myself in any other way. I’m perfectly fine with my scar… that looks like a gunshot wound. The batting cages are my second home; the field is my cabin. I could take grounders all day long, and do throw downs until I can’t feel my shoulder anymore. Its an intense high I get from the sport. Its not the most “Physically” fit sport out there (Hense why I don’t enjoy soccer or hockey as much as I should after playing 14 years…) But your mind is always working. Constantly reminding itself about where to throw, where to position yourself, what the pitcher is going to throw next…You get tired, Man.
And now to talk about my baseball team love <3 Its October baby. The only other time baseball is at its best is April. My Minnesota Twins are in the playoffs this year, AGAIN, and I’ll be glued to my Twins appeal, TV, iPhone, Computer, you know everything. I’m a hardcore Twins fan, as well as the Boston Red Sox. Thus, I swear to the baseball gods, that the Yankees need to get wiped clean. The twins are the feel good, hometown team. How many times do you hear about them having trouble in the clubhouse? Or fighting with other teams? Never. Theyre the team you bring your infant to, or your 90 year old grandma for their first game. I have never not had fun at a Twins Game. I’m still a little jealous I havnt been to the new stadium. :(

I’ll be ending on this; Make the world a better place; punch a Yankees fan in the face.



Also, seriously, watch Fever Pitch. I want my Ben. <3

Truly a Humans Bestfriend

Meet Roxy; the newest addition to the Fearing family. :] She is an 8wk old long haired chihuahua.
My dog Lucy, died March 14th, 2010. I had her for like 16 years. She was truly one of the best friends I ever had, even though the last few years of her life I wasn't always with her. I was growing up; busy with work, school, friends, and boys. I still regret forgetting about her as much as I did. I'm excited for Roxy and Stephanie to bond the way any dog owner and dog bond. Stephanie is so excited and happy about her new friend, it makes me smile ear to ear. It was a natural friendship, as soon as Roxy got set in Stephs lap this afternoon. I'm excited to watch it grow... As well as one day I'll get my own dog again. I miss Onyx sooo much (Husky/German Shep mix I had with the ex bf, but I havnt seen Onyx since we broke up. :[ ) but I know that I'll find my new dog friend when the time is right.. (German Shep puppy FO' SHO!)
Again, welcome to the family, Roxy. Excited to take numerous photos of you.

Together, We Create Steam

"Water + Fire = Steam"

"Pisces and Aries are naturally attracted to each other. After a while, though, you’ll start to feel that your relationship doesn’t have as much going for it as you first thought. Both of you make a great first impression, and you both have strong sexual impulses. There may be something clandestine or mysterious about your relationship. The way you first meet, or perhaps the place where you cross each other’s path, will be unusual.
The positive for this combination is that Aries can learn a lot about compassion and selflessness from you. You’re interested in life’s mysteries, and you’ll share this with them. But water, which is Pisces, extinguishes fire, which is Aries. Your emotionalism will dampen Aries’ heated nature.
The reverse of your elements’ combination is that fire boils water and turns it into steam. This indicates that Aries can have an impact on you too, and change your personality.
Think carefully before you into a relationship with an Aries. Even though your ruling planets, Jupiter, Neptune and Mars, work together well, you two won’t always make an effective combination.
Aries has a tendency to plough through life like a ram. Thin-skinned Pisceans treat it differently. You’re far more considerate of other people’s feelings than they are. Aries will have to really get this difference, and make allowances for it.
Also, there are times when you simply want to do nothing. This will irritate Aries. Aries is go, go, go, and will push you to your limits. They will have to lose their irritable and impatient nature if they want to prove they can support you and let you be you.
You will love Aries unconditionally, because this is who you are, and you’ll be able to fulfil Aries’ ever-growing sexual appetite. They can reciprocate with that, but they mustn’t take you for granted.
You’ll probably have a very passionate roller-coaster ride with Aries born between 21March and 30 March. The full firepower of Mars is evident in these individuals, and it means lots of excitement.

... A word of warning, though: this sort of heat could affect you emotionally in ways you can’t handle."