day trip and long car rides.

Alex, Alysha, Jamie, Brennin, and I all took a day trip to Wendover on Sunday. Mostly because we didn't have to work on Monday because of Labor Day and had nothing else to do. Alex and Brennin played Black Jack while Alysha, Jamie, and I wandered to get drinks and check everything out.

The drive there and back was the best part, it's about a two hour drive, so four hours total. We goofed off and argued about the Eagles. We also, had a fun time picking out what our name would be if we ever started a band.

We stopped at the Nevada liquor store on the way home because they have cheaper stuff there and LOOK WHAT I FOUND! And Alysha is such a good friend that she bought it for me cause she knew I had been looking everywhere for it.

 

Speaking of Alysha, she got stung by a bee last week and her leg was swelling up. Look at the difference.

She's healed since though, so no reason to panic.

long train rides when you have nothing else to do.

Sometimes when your friend Kylee comes over and you have nothing else to do and you both feel restless, you decide to ride the FrontRunner train from one to the other to pass the time and to people watch.

And it turns out to be really fun and entertaining.

 Kylee pondering the scenery. 

We got off the train in Ogden and didn't know what to do once we go there so we just got on the bus. We really enjoyed the old lady who knew every possible news story and was sharing them with the people of the bus trying to start a debate. She was using phrases like, "if that were my child, I would be dead or in jail right now. STRAIGHT UP." - said the 60 year old lady.

When we decided to head back to Salt Lake, we had to wait 76 minutes. So we sat at the station and listened to music and talked about certain theories we had on people we knew.

My view from the window seat.

I thought this sign was funny in Ogden. 

BINOCULARS - TO THE RIGHT

(no idea what it really means)

yesterday when i woke up i had no idea that i would end my day as a patient in the emergeny room.

Rough housing with your niece and nephews is all fun and games until Aunt Kaleena's left arm starts feeling dull and tight and abdomen starts aching and she starts panicking thinking she is going to die at the age of 22.

Here is how my adventure to the emergency room started. Obviously I am alive since I am typing this.

I tend to ramble when I tell stories, so to avoid me rambling I will tell the story in point form.

1. I was jumping around with my nephews and niece.
2. I notice a pain in my lower abdomen by my ribs and my left arm feels completely numb.
3. I lay down to rest but laying down makes the pain feel 1000% worse.
4. I start to silently panic.
5. Sister Lacey takes me to the ER.
6. I find out I have a high heart rate and high blood pressure. Duh. Obviously, I am stressing that I am seconds away from a heart attack.
7. The nurse does an EKG test for my heart.
8. Another nurse does a chest x-ray.
9. Lacey and I wait and wait and wait just to hear they don't know what is wrong but everything looks normal and healthy. (yay)
10. We go home.
11. I am woken up at 4AM with unbearable pain in my arm... STILL.
12. We go back. But Steve takes me this time.
13. They do all the same tests.
14. I hear someone throwing up hardcore in the room next to me.
15. I get my blood drawn for the first time.
16. I get an IV for the first time.
17. I am feeling nervous... but not for the first time.
18. After waiting and waiting and waiting, they say they can't find anything and I probably strained a muscle that somehow pulled a nerve.
19. We go home.
20. Get McDonalds breakfast on the way.
21. I'm still in pain... and a little convinced it's more than a muscle strain.
21. Take some medicine for the pain and fall into a heavy, deep slumber.

So, two trips to the ER, two blood tests, two EKG tests and two chest x-rays later, I am home. I am home with a healthy heart, healthy lungs and still a raging case of hypochondria. But the medicine they gave me to help the pain has caused me to stay in bed cause it makes me dizzy and awfully sleepy.

In conclusion:
1. I am alright.
2. I didn't die.
3. I had my blood taken for the first time.
4. I took two trips to the ER that apparently wasn't necessary.

have you ever had a morning where you want to hit 'reset' on your life console?

Have you ever had one of those days, where somehow everything goes completely wrong in the morning? Hair, make-up, outfit, getting out the door without catching on fire or breaking a bone? This rarely happens to me. It used to happen to me too often for comfort, but I made myself get better and planning ahead and it works. And oh my, does it work.

Well, last night I took the time to plan an outfit, including accesories, shoes, blah blah blah. So I must say it honestly blew my mind for how awful everything turned out. First off, my hair. I tried to make it wavy. Key work: tried. It shouldn't be a challenge since it's naturally wavy, right? Wrong. SO, so wrong. It looks like I put in curlers the size of my pinky and someone splashed it with a squirt gun and now it's drying on it's own. Sooooooooo much frizz. Well cheers to sloppy/messy/disasterous/unflattering outfits and hair do's (more like hair don'ts) right?

When me and roommate get bored, we go to Smith's. However, last night we branched out and went to Smith's Marketplace. It was quite the ridiculous trip. Let's just say it started with 4 bags of 78 cent pop cicles and it ended with us buying mustaches out of the quarter machine that later was stuck onto our wall. We were sad Steve had to miss out on the festivites at Smith's. We have his Summer anatomy class to thank for that. Great way to start the holiday weekend.