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From the time I was little, I sometimes have really bad nightmares. Almost every time I would get a fever, the nightmares would get so bad I would have hallucinations that made them feel incredibly real. I would scream, sleep walk, sleep talk etc. and my parents often had to put me in the shower to cool me down.I don't think of myself as a morbid person and I've never been into any horror films

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Well as I mentioned in an earlier post, it was my sister's b-day yesterday. As Nick and I were making cards for her, I truly began to realize how close I've gotten to her. She's a total home-body and so when my parents took her to Vegas for her 16th, it felt SO WEIRD not to have her around.Here are the top ten things we love to do together1.) Laugh--When she and I get in that "mood", the laughing

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January 22, 2010- First day we met.

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comes from little kids. THIS is what I look forward to when it comes to being a mom:)

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I'm starting to think that only in America are women allowed to be complete pansies. I was reading this article about the Hadza women and their customs. It explains this woman's scars on her cheeks probably came from crying as a child. If a child cried, they would cut their cheeks so when they cried, it would sting the wounds, therefore teaching them that crying would not be permitted.a bit HARSH

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of my sister. Yesterday it was her birthday and I took it upon myself to make her a cake. Talk about cooking adventure gone awry. As I was trying to pry open the stubborn jerk of a can lid off, it attacked my finger with fierce vengeance.As I'm rinsing the pint of blood spilling out of my index finger, I pulled the skin a little to see the damage (bad idea)... cuz I could make out something white

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20 min @ Waikiki Tanning. Yay for skin cancer!

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So a few days ago, I was delighted to receive an invitation from my best friend to a Glee-a-thon later that evening. Apparently this whole thing was set up by her super awesome madre, and all her cute friends were invited. I was super impressed and pleased when they all showed up in their PJ's and brought their 13yr old hearts with them. After talking about Jacob from New Moon, panties, sex, and

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Well we went to the tow yard to take a look at my poor Veronica and alas, she is dead. Unless I want to pay 950$ to get her fixed. Sorry girl but no thanks. Looking at my current finances I am beginning to realize I am NEVER going to graduate. Congratulations Amy, this is your life for the next 40 years. And from here on out it only gets worse.Let's just hope I marry someone who will be filthy

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Thank you for making such good food.Sincerely yours forever and ever, -Amos

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Antithesis of 'dear' Winter,You were doing soo good. Letting the sun shine. Making me feel like Spring was on its way. Then BAAAMM! Joke's on you Amy!I'm sorry to all you winter-lovers out there, but I am not a part of you. I'm actually the arch-enemy of you. Not of "you" per-se. Of winter. Long, hard, cold, and cruel winter. I need the sun. I LIVE for the sun. Probably has something to do with

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Sorry I haven't been blogging very much lately. By the time I get home from work and school, my brain feels like it's going to explode from overload so blogging doesn't really sound enticing. Luckily today is Saturday (hallelujah!) so I thought I'd catch up on a little writing.Well, my beautiful wife is curious to see how many people can come up with their 5 favorite songs of all time. I'm

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and make it a living. Seriously guys, all I can say is that I feel so incredibly lucky to have found something that works for me so...perfectly. I don't know if the love for my job comes from my well-formed experience of CRAPPY jobs, but I really do feel as if I hit the jackpot at Advanced Dental Care.Currently, our office is remodeling and so Dr. B asked me to come in and help him organize. I'll

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Well peeps, as you all know it's 2010 and I'm hoping my New Years party wasn't a reflection of how my love life is going to be this next year. It's ok though, I'm learning to date myself so I won't have to ever be afraid of being lonely. Anyway, as part of my New Year's resolutions, my first resolution is to actually WRITE new year's resolutions. Seriously, I don't think I've ever done it. But

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..but I officially have the best dad EVER. Side note: This is just ONE documentation of the many amazingnesses that is Merlin Carpenter. The night before yesterday I was expressing to my dad my fears of my car getting stuck in the 6 feet of snow encasing my cul-de-sac and asked if he was going to be home when I had to go to work just in case I needed a pusher. He said he had work early in the

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So for one of my Christmas presents my parents paid for belly dancing lessons starting in January. Tight, I know. Anyway, when I was looking on the Desert Gypsy site I recognized all the chicks on the team had LEGIT gypsy names. Well I wanted to find out what my gypsy name would be so I went to the Gypsy Name Generator. As it turns out, my gypsy name is ELECTRA meaning Brilliant one. Sweet huh?

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So today before sacrament I was perusing the pews for a familiar face to sit next to and my Bishop comes and stands next to me and says two words, "Joe Wood."Me: "Joe Wood?"Bishop M: "Do you know Joe Wood?"Me: "No"Bishop M: "Well you should. I'm the bishop and I think he's sharp! Liz! (He calls to his wife, aka Partner in Crime)"Liz: "I can see you conniving Glen. What's this all about?"Bishop M

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I accompanied my cousins to the mall last night to look at Vicky panties. As we flitted from various store to store I saw everyone and their DOG frantically searching for gifts they should have gotten weeks ago. I guess I just don't really understand why everyone seems to find it absolutely NECESSARY to wait until the last possible minute before Christmas to get their gifts. I mean, by then most

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TODAY is a momentous occasion. People from all over the universe have told me I have a very flexible and expressive face. Well... they were absolutely correct. You are about embark on a journey, and see with your own eyes, several of the most HIDEOUS funny-faces of all time. Why? Do you ask? Why would I share these darker parts of myself? Well I'll tell you why.Because I love you. And you deserve

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Last night my buddies Michael and Amos invited me to go to Park City to spend the night in a hotel/condo with a bunch of other friends. It was way cool cuz we went swimming, played games, ate junk food, and watched some shows. I was SUPER tired so I went and laid down on one of the bunks but Michael Was DETERMINED to not let me sleep. He put on this hilarious robe and brought two wine glasses (

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Not the seasoning pepper. No I'm talking about hair. Out of all my "old men" (or older I should say) crushes they've all had one thing in common: Premature graying of the hair. aka: drop dead SEXINESS. No joke. I don't know what it is about younger guys with gray hair that I find so darn attractive. Ok, that's a lie yes I do. Here's a small list:-It's distiquished-It has an impressive quality

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***Apologies for making this blog post so freakishly long but I'm using it for documentation purposes.Sooo.... I had a dream last night about my parents getting rid of my dog and woke up crying. Seriously. My parents are moving to a new, nicer, smaller house this summer and they've been talking about they want to get rid of Charlie. Um...HECK NO. Charlie is MY boy. Growing up, all I wanted as a

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you've been watching way too much of The Office. (And please excuse the long run on sentences--this is kind of a hurried blog entry) Ok so last night I had the funniest dream that I was part of The Office and Pam and Jim were my best friends except for Jim was in love with me instead of Pam (Score!). Anyway, Michael Scott went crazy all of a sudden and tried to kill Pam. We decided to run away

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Here's my super sexy costume I bought for a little too much money! Halloween only comes once a year though so you gotta live it up!

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Here are pictures of the pumpkins. Monster Pumpkin-Jon and Courtney, Peekaboo Pumpkin -Owen and Sydney, and last but NOT least, Mummy Pumpkin -Jake and Amy**Feel free to comment which one you think is best.

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Here is a somewhat disturbing shoe I found at Ross. Still trying to figure out why this obviously confused manager is actually attempting to sell the pair in Utah.  And in the women's section no less!

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Where there's a will there's a way

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You know what I’ve decided really sucks to pay for? Besides, everything that is. TAMPONS. I’ve made a list of reasons why this is so. #1. They are expensive (unless you decide to buy the cardboard crap which I STRONGLY DO NOT RECOMMEND) #2. You are spending your hard earned money on a piece of plastic that goes in a place where the sun doesn’t shine and is ruled by Governor PAIN #3. When you go

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My friends know how picky I am when it comes to men. Well it happens to be my misfortune that I’m pretty much the same way with everything else. Well as not to cause myself and future husband to be too much grief, I decided to start researching on the type of ring that I want. All I'm going to say, is that if I’m going to be wearing it for the rest of my life, I'D BETTER FREAKIN LOVE IT. Well,

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So I was thinking the other day, what does the F-E stand for in FEmale?  Freakishly Emotional male? Found Estrogen (in) male? Fairly Erotic male? Why do WE have to be the ones with the mood changing hormones?

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I’ve decided that I have a thing for guys who sing like girls. I happen to be a big American Idol fan and Adam Lambert is the new love of my heart. Well his voice anyway. As for the rest of him…  kinda gross. Not to mention, gay. But I’m not holding that against him. So here isSpecimen #1 Moving on, over my long hours on YouTube, you’d be surprised at how many other freakish she-man singers

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Ok so I’m on thecutestblogontheblock.com (wow that’s a mouthful) looking for a cute template when, no joke, I find the following template backgrounds:-Quilted Horse-Haulin Dirt -John’s Tractor (huh?) -Springsicle-(And other randoms)  But my personal favorite... -Autism awareness background.  What the HELL is that?

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So my sister just started school this week and I was observing earlier this morning how her wardrobe has suddenly exploded with brand new outfits she’ll have for the first month of school. Do you old single lady college students remember those days? Back to school shopping when your mom paid for everything? Man, that was the best. But as I tried not to peruse her new donnage with wild envy (being

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Greetings! To all my fellow bloggees, bloggists, or just plain old boring bloggERs. YES, I am aware of the fact that I have been MIA in the blogging universe until this bright and glorious day. And YES, I am also aware that I am writing as to a reader there is no existing party at the present time. NO, I will NOT admit to being somewhat insane because of this because I am, in fact, WHOLELY insane

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