and so our story begins.........

In order to get myself "re-vamped" about the wedding im gonna put some of my wedding inspiring pictures up.  And now i have time to plan it because school is done (having mini silent celebration)!!! -crowd goes wild-
 so anyhoo I have some pictures here that may help me get excited! let me know what you think!!
beautiful LITTLE ranch, for a nice SMALL wedding ;)

Pretty pretty wedding cakes

   
mason jar lights!!!

My amazingly creative MOH who is going to be my help me make a beautiful wedding

the ultimate outdoor wedding

and of course the person who is going to make me forget about all these small and large details the whole time anyways ;)

i love jason

anyhoo. oh so very excited about being done with school. the tennis tournament next weekend, Jason getting a job at demand studios, us both having interviews for our dream job (:D) more time at home, casa grande time nearing, and of course, the snoop dogg getting a little better with the potty training *sigh*

           cutest puppy in the world

just a tid

I got on myspace today. yes...wanted to see if it still exsisted. was simply reminded of why i do not enter that site ever anymore.  My computer just can't handle it these days.  I'm surprised its still holding on long enough to defeat facebook and lesson plans. but its a little chug-a-chug-a CHOO CHOOOO!
i was ALSO reminded of the young ladies who "enriched their lives" at a young age aka fucked up. oops.
In place of where their name is it says "my life is my daughter" or "johnny's milf" like really? babies don't sell sex...just saying. but whatev, it works for them ya figure.

good news in the land of casa grande, which is ya know...NICEEEEEE.
I am expecting my life to vastly improve in about a month (3 weeks especially), might as well add to my already amazing life <3
but the life of student teaching is almost over and I couldn't be happier.  So happy in fact, that it seems like those three weeks are eternity.
probably because they basically are.

super rant, might as well not even read it

the orange-vanilla gloves await me tomorrow
Along with good news I am hoping.
If not, it was worth getting out of school at least. Either way, i'm excited. (plus sleeping in a bit) so cross YO fingers

On another note, I am never getting a puppy ever again. sticking to full grown adult POTTY TRAINED dogs. forever. end of story. at least until i forget how stressful of a job it really is again. I mean i dont understand it. Fully potty trained by the first few days, then all of a sudden, going in one spot just doesn't make sense anymore now does it.

I have decided i am sincerely tired of not having enough time. Not enough to do anything i enjoy.  Not even enough time to do the things i HATE but have to do. i'm tired of it. I wanna bust out the guitar, write some songs, DAAANNNCCCEEE god i want to dance so bad its eating my soul. play some vide'a games,  shoot watch a movie. but no, inclined to glue to the laptop. i WILL say though i am very thankful for the tennis ball. yes folks tennis ball. I have been getting into it quite a bit recently with my gorgeous and amazing doubles partner Amy. We have been practicing for sure, and got some skillz up our sleeves, well not hard core sleeves, but we're pretty proud. I even got some new "sticks" sssheck it out.

After Thursday it is three more weeks in hell, then just two 'observations' weeks. who knows how that will go. better than Yogurt i'm sure.
also...on a little side note, it is a little less then 3 months until the baby calikas is venti uno, yes you spanish illit's 21. that means just a little over 3 months until we get married!!!!!!!

I am SOOOO excited to get married! ah nice relaxing time with my favorite person in the whole world, and no more planning!!!!!! wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
anyhoo sorry, once again, for ranting. i suppose thats all my blog is. i should rename it.......rant. yep.
sempre ballare

Snoop

I just had to inform you of the newest most adorable addition to our family.

Snoop [dogg]

<3

Best Game of All Time

I am here to blog about the best game of all time.

Ms. Pac-Man

Yes this 1981 arcade game is my favorite game of all time, and is the best game in my opinion.
So I thought i'd just share a little of my intake from the game.

The game of quite an epic story line indeed.  You are searching and searching for something missing when you finally find...could it be...another one like me? yes good 'ol Pac Man. A few levels later you have the chase, then move on to the baby and on and on.  Constantly collecting your food as you go.

There are of course the enemies.  Blinky is the leader of the pack.  His red fire hate for you keeps him chasing you the whole entire game.  If you are near him, he will ALWAYS come your way. GNT
Pinky is the wanna be.  He wants to be Blinky SOOOOO bad.  It's honestly annoying. like be your own person.  a leader not a follower man.....
Inky. my personal favorite.  He is the most chill of the bunch (blue in color).  If you are near him, sure he'll take a stab at you, but most days he spends his time roaming from tunnel to tunnel hangin out with Sue dogg.
and about that Sue..... not the brightest crayon in the box(pale orange btw).  Everytime you get a big dot that turns their world from love to hate, she immediately turns in the opposite direction to run away. Catch her passing a big dot, run up behind her and eat the dot.  Easy kill.  On the other hand, if you get killed by Sue you should probably quit life.  Just sayin....

other random things...
random obsession with bananas
joystick screwing you over
almost making it....but not quite
namco niceeeee
the pretzel???
map repeats in different colors

If you are interested in picking this little magnificent game back up, I will give you a few tips for success in chasing dots and avoiding ghosts.
Rule number one. NEVER be greedy.  Greed is the number one killer among moderate to advanced Ms. Pac-Man players.  It is tempting I know.  I fall for it quite often, but it is NOT worth it. mind you, we only have three lives to start with. Blinky and Pinky are bound to trap you into a corner.  Use them wisely.

Rule number two. Never leave a lone ranger dot hanging out on its own.  You are bound to forget about him and rely too much on rounding a corner to finish, what you thought were, the last dots.  You see the ghost coming, but you know for a fact you will finish the dots before they get to you, so you let it slide.  Suddenly...you keep going. WHY?!?! you may ask. WTF you are thinking. Ah yes....you left a dot lonely and by his self causing the game to continue and you find yourself in a head on collision. your mistake.  Bet you will go back for him next time.

Rule number three. do not, i repeat, DO NOT find your self in a chase down a long hallway.  The ghosts ARE faster than you, and WILL gain on your quickly.  They are in fact slower at rounding corners than you are though, so that is the better option.

Rule number four. Stay away from the little white entrance of the ghosts living courters.  not safe in any situation.

Rule number five......eating the ghosts is not everything.  You get points yes, but make sure you are prepared for them to respond with the quickness. swiftly coming to take your life away.

I hope you revisit this little piece of happiness, it was probably 15% of my whole childhood, and I have been recently reunited.  I couldn't be happier : D

If life wasn't epic enough....

It just got even more so....
We moved yet again this weekend due to slowly dying of gas poisoning in our recent location of sleeping and eating, etc.  We now live approximately 50 feet away from our last house....which made for an interesting, last second, emergency move.  Those were all adjectives for the word move btw, in case you were wondering...brushing up on them since I am to teach them tomorrow.  oh joy

On a better note, had some alone time with the fiance this weekend which was so niceeee considering we have been planning for date night for WEEKS. but because of continuing illnesses due to certain gas leaks, it kept becoming postponed.  Olivas is quite tasty I must say, but BEST PART OF THE RESTAURANT EVER is the old school mrs. pac man machine. yes, that game is what makes a Mexican restaurant a true Mexican restaurant. hands down. and Andes mints......

and if you thought the weekend couldn't get any better/wild/out of the ordinary-ish it DOES. I went dress 'shopping' today, aka my aunt brought her collection of dresses to me in the comfort of my own living room, and i ended up picking the very first dress I tried on. After I made the final decision, She GAVE me the dress. yes, gave. along with the little things that go with it. very very financially relieving.  thanks so much Aunt 'Drea!!

To sum up what is ahead of me? Lots of lesson plans, lots of second graders, lots of unpacking/organizing, little bit of wedding stuff and lots of baby Lily growing like corn in front of my eyes. (you can hear corn grow btw. google that biznitch) ....google, yahoo, bing..... all the samely known as 'google', its like saying a 'ziplock bag' meaning a small sandwich size bag of which two plastic things click together at the top sealing the bag completely.  We don't say all that, we say ziplock, even if it is not that brand. but anyhoo, yes Lily=fastest growing human being alive besides Robin Williams from the movie Jack.

anyhoo take care,C'est la vie, all we need is love. period. 

it happened again.

And the world has wisked another away. falling into the 'deps of society' and losing touch of the little things. I remember staying in my car to finish a good song, driving around the block with my friends on a school night was the best.thing.ever., a glass of sweet tea, a good dance class, remembering I have a candy bar in my purse, and many many other small things (smaller than those even) that would change my world around each and every day.  A single small things would automatically put a smile on my face while taking me into an alternate reality for the rest of the day.

You think you will always be pleased this easily.

but it begins to change.  Today a white limo was parked outside our little condos. OUR little condos in our little neighborhood. like, What On Earth?? Who i am....was...who i thought i was would have shreiked at the sight of this and thought about it for hours on end.  How cool was it that I saw a limo today, not only driving but PARKED on my road. that woulda blew my mind. But thats not what I thought.  The first thing I thought was who the HELL is parked so close to my covered spot. after this long day..... like wtf? i'm not like that am I?

I used to count things. to pass the time.  I would count telephone poles, every stair of every staircase I crossed, anything just to keep myself thinking.  Now I have to much 'real world' to think about that I cant even think about things I WANT to think about.

When did this change come on? i'm not sure. Why? also not sure. Do I hate people who ask themselves questios just to answer themselves like Kate Gosslin? yes.

In conclusion. I am not all the way gone. so maybe i'll pull back.  Like a Yankees Dodgers game in the bottom of the 9th inning 4 to 5, 2 strikes, bases loaded.