Never again.....

"I hope the ring you gave to her turns her finger green, I hope when you're in bed with her... you think of me!!!"

Living Life to the fullest!

Everyday I am going to come up with 5 things I can do to improve my life and make it better!
As for today, the day booger died, I will list 6............
1)This is more of a personal thing so we will put it in words of a song "all i want is for you to be happy, and take this moment to make you my family, and finally you have found someone perfect...finally you have found..."
2) Do anything so that we...I mean "I" can make number 1 happen. Grow spiritually, save money...etc...etc.
3)Be a better example for my sisters
4) Figure out hair school or college for fall semester.
5) Dress modestly
6) attend all 3 church meetings every week!

Only so long....

Ok so I know it was only a couple of hours ago that I was blogging about the adorable creature I rescued from being put asleep at the pound or being eaten by a dog. I mean that may have been a better option than bringing it home to two little girls that probably make it wish it were dead sometimes because of all the smothering. But two hours ago she died! It all happened to fast....this little baby kitten had only been in my life for one day and I was in tears as I watched it suffer to the point I had to go in my room and couldn't watch it anymore....I felt so helpless. Do they even have free animal care, insurance that covers it, and it open late at night? They really should look in to getting something like that.
Anyway, my little sister, Katie knew that I couldn't handle seeing or hearing much about little "booger". So she just reported to me when she died and now I wonder if I was a hero or a killer. I thought I was saving it from a terrible world but I brought it to a world with big, fluffy, mean cats that wonder our house with no enthusiasm at all...until they see the new little piece of meat and they for once move their big butts of the couch and end up harming this innocent, defenseless baby, booger. Urrrrg....Rosie and lizzie are on the top of my "Very angry because hurt defenselesss animals"...Ok so that doesn't consist of a very big list. There are only two other names on this list: Justin and Katie....but they torture rosie and lizzie and we all know how I feel about them right now.
Poor, Poor booger was such a sweet kitten. K, so I know this seems as silly as the time Katie wrote out a memorial for the bird that hit our window but this kitten and I had so many bonding moments in just one day....more than I have had with Justin in a lifetime...have you been around the kid...he just stupidly stares at the tv. Anyway, I've decided in honor of booger I am gonna make a list of things I want to do in my life to make it more meaningful for the that booger never had to live!

Save the animals!

I am not a cat fan but yesterday I was walking down the parade and there was a little stray kitten. I didn't even hesitate, I picked it up and told Eric we were taking it home. And we did just that. I had to take it around with me for the rest of the parade because I was helping poll sound work the event so I couldn't just leave. We bonded. It is adorable! I am holding a protest because my parents want to get rid of it.

My one week rebellion is gone

Dear Baby Girl
I took it out. Randomly today I asked Eric to rip it out of my skin, no questions asked, "just do it" I told him. If I talked about it with him I would change my mind so he had to do it when I was in the right state of mind and who knows how long that was going to last. I was a little sad as he ripped my individuality out of my nose but what really made me individual is the fact that I was able to make the step for him to take it out. It was more than just taking out a nose ring...it was me getting rid of one of my rebellious points, which is a start. But the reason I did it was so much more beyond that.
As I walked down the sidewalk at the parade today I saw a young mom holding her little girl in her arms. I suddenly got a feeling of warmth that I have never had before in my life. I started picturing you, my little baby girl that I will someday have. This decision was made for you.
My little girl, America. The decisions I make now are going to set an example for you later. I picture you in my head and all I can do is smile. You have daddy's darker hair, very thick like mine and you look up at me with these incredible big blue eyes with this look of innocence on your face. This innocence will only last for so long and being that you are taking my name you will probably be like me and get sick of that innocence way too fast. You will want to ruin your virgin, never touched hair with red highlights. and may someday have the desire to show your individuality with a little piercing. I will be there to listen and I will understand. But there is no getting around it, we live in a world where you are judged on appearance.
You will be just as beautiful on the inside as on the outside. I see you being great with people, knowing what to say to someone feeling down. You will definitely be smart...but that does not mean you will get good grades because even though you are smart you are also stubborn and find homework pointless. You will go to college because you are a smart girl and will always think about the future. You will have so many good qualities and will deserve everything in the whole world! and I already want you to have everything in the whole world.
My nose ring obviously shows that I have a lot of a free spirit in me. I hope you have a free spirit, think for yourself and don't just do something because it is what others are doing. But I took it out for you for a reason. I took it out to show you that I am more mature than that. I don't need a nose ring to prove a point...I will prove a point using my great communication skills instead.
I did it for you because I want to set an example for you, baby girl. Living in the moment is fun but I don't see myself being a great mother with a nose ring still in. I want you to be able to grab my nose and me not to be afraid of you pulling it out. I want you to be able to tell your friends "that is my mom" and not have to explain to them that I am still a good person even though I have a nose ring because I know they will ask. I want to make you proud! I want you to be able to look up to me and say, "I want to be just like my mom".
I love you more than anything! You are already a good example to me and part of my world. I know this because the decisions I make are always made partially with you in the back of my mind. I want you to know I will always support you no matter what. But let this be and example to you. Because baby this for you, for you, for you and I can't wait to meet you!!!
Love, your mommy

His name is Erica without the "A"

For those of you that don't know the amazing creature I call the love of my life...here is a rundown on him............
When you meet him try to figure out a way to hate him and I promise the only reason you will be able to come up with is that he has me:). It won't matter if he knows you or not he will make sure you know his name and he will do his best to talk to you and make you feel comfortable. Depending on how many people are there and his surroundings you may become his only objective accept for me of course! I know that I am his #1 and he will never make me feel otherwise if it is in his control.
Ok. So he has this ridiculous obsession with sound. I mean I love music but that isn't even part of what I am talking about. He listens to every flutter in the microphone, every technical error or detail. If we are in church I know he is concentrating on the feedback from the microphone. Where does this come from you ask? You would think he had major A.D.D. issues or something but this all comes from his job. Its alot of 14 hour days, early mornings and late nights but after 14 hours at work he can still come home with a grin on his face...I know that if I spent 14 hours on any one thing besides being with him...I would not be a happy person. So despite their are downfalls about his job...it makes him happy, which makes me happy...oh and did I mention it got me backstage to the Kelly Clarkson concert. BONUS!!!
I could accidently kill a guy and Eric would help me hide the body. No matter what he is always supportive and always is the one to give me a hug when I am feeling down.
For those of you who know me, know I have a red personality. I can be stubburn, difficult, and all of they above! Eric is furthest from a red personality....he is calm, laid back, and so we even each other out like frosting does to cake. You can't have frosting without cake and you can't have cake without the frosing in my opinon.
When it comes to religion he is in a place very similar to me. He knows it is true but that doesn't change the fact that he struggles and faces issues everyday, just like me. He is always there to help me with my struggles and if he has helped me with anything it has been giving me a bigger testimony than I have ever had on ETERNITY!
I want this boy forever in my life. Not the forever that it feels like when it is a couple of hours before Christmas is here and you get to see what santa claus brought. That is a very long "forever" though. I am not talking about the "forever", Happily ever after you see in movies. I'm talking about the Forever, eternity, Families can be together forever....the "forever" that you only get with the Church.
When I think of our future I don't think of a white pickit fence with the percect garden. I see a struggle to afford anything but things at garage sales for a long while. I see two dogs...both bigger dogs...getting into the trash and me threatening to get rid of them even though I adore them. I see myself going deaf because I am trying to supportive of his dream. I see flaw. and I love it!