Friday, October 12, 2007

Military wifey

Well it's official! Brandon is in the Air Force! YAY!
He graduated last week from Basic and is now at tech school at Lackland AFB. It sucks that we couldn't go with him, but at least he has his cell phone and it's only for six weeks. He'll be in Services...which isn't the job he wanted, but he'll be able to focus on finishing his degree which is fantastic.
Life is good (aside from the fact that my husband is 2000 miles away from me). Piper and I are living with my mom and dad, which is, as you can all probably guess, very difficult for me. But, it's only for a little while longer. We're gonna try and plan it so we PCS between Christmas and New Year's.
I work at Pizza hut again as a driver, which is cool. I really like my store; the people there make me laugh and it's not a drag to have to go to work everyday. I'm actually hoping to start training as a shift manager'll be nice to finally have some managerial experience on my resume.
Piper is growing like a weed. She's a year and a half now, and is quite the comedian. She's 33 inches tall about about 30 lbs...which is kinda heavy, but she doesn't look overweight (really) and is tall for her age so we're not worried about it. She LOVES the doodlebops, and the theme song for Family Guy. :-) I'm still not sure what she's going to be for halloween though...any suggestions?
I'm doing okay though. I know my last blog sounded depressing...and I'm still struggling, but dealing. Being able to talk to my husband every night really helps. It's hard to be really happy when you're living with someone who constantly brings you down and the only person who can really bring you up again lives in Texas. :-)
Anyway, I know I'm a crappy friend and don't call people as much as I probably should. I'm sorry. I really am. I tend to push people away when life gets difficult...which is a bad habit I need to break. I love you guys, and hope you can forgive me. :-)

Friday, June 29, 2007

so much has changed.

I should be sleeping right now...but meh.
I'm working at walmart right now, overnight stocking. It's pretty easy, but it gets boring and as a result I get very pensive.
I was thinking tonight about my life and how very different it is from my life when I moved out here five years ago.
Five years ago I was fresh out of high school. I came out here without a real place to live...without a real plan, honestly. I worked at Marie Callender's, had just BARELY passed my driving test but didn't have a car, didn't dress very well or do my hair ever........ack. I'm almost embarassed of myself really up until my last year of college.
It's then that I really started being true to myself. My whole life I've just sort of moved from group to group, conforming to any norm presented to me, be it band, student council, soccer, church, or hockey. I didn't date really at all in high school...and in college went through a series of relationships that technically were nothing but a montage of ncmo's.
I moved out to West Jordan on a whim, really. I didn't have anywhere to live in Logan for the summer, and honestly didn't have the money to find somewhere to live either. Jonna offered her parent's basement and it just felt right. I needed a change.
And here I am...married for almost two months and mother to the most adorable little girl I could ask for.
I really am happy with my life right now. Well, not all of it. Bills suck ass. I loathe money...seriously. Out of the last ten times I've cried, I would bet that at least 7 have been because of money (or lack thereof). I guess truthfully I am happy with my husband and my daughter. Everything else sucks butt. My apartment...the fact that I have to move back into my parent's house at the end of the favorite pair of jeans ripped a hole in the crotch...I don't have the money to buy a new pair or to buy an ipod so I'm not so effing bored at work...I'm going to warped tour but have to work the night before and the night of so it's going to suck...depression is slowly creeping it's way into more and more of my days...AAAACCCCCKKKK.
Whatever. No more pessimism.
Goodness from here on out.
Brandon is joining the Air Force and could possibly find out what his job will be and when he will be going to Basic next week.
My daughter is walking, running, dancing, and babbling her way through life. She loves cheese, music, and hitting me in the face.
Moving in with my parents means I will get to scrapbook more with my mom, which, surprisingly, is an activity I enjoy doing more with her than without. Odd, considering our past.

Anyway, I guess I'm done ranting. I'm off to try and get some shuteye...hope you all have a kickass whatever.

Tuesday, May 8, 2007

my life is full of newness.

So I realized today that a lot of new stuff is going on that most of you don't know about because, well, I'm a horrible friend. Here is my update...and I promise I'll try better at being your friend. :-)
1. Piper is a year old (well, a year and a month now). No more counting her age in months. It drives me nuts when people say their child is 23 months or 18 months or whatever. Come on. I debated counting my age in months for a bit...but forgoed that idea when I had to bust out a calculator to figure it out (I'm not very good at multiplying by 12.) (If you're curious, I'm 277 months old.)
2. I lost my job at Fairchild. Lame, but people were being dicks there so a tiny part of me was thrilled. That tiny part was also the part that has no concept of budgeting or saving it was a bad thing. But, I have a new job...working for the Devil...Walmarts. I'm working at the new one by my house (on 9000 S and like 1000 E) as an overnight stocker. It sounds like it sucks ass but I don't mind it. It's less stressfull than FC and I get paid more. And the schedule works least Brandon is getting sleep now.
3. Speaking of Brandon, we changed our wedding plans. We are going to Vegas and getting married at the Viva Las Vegas Wedding chapel on Thursday, May 17th at 7:00 PM. No, I'm not kidding. It's way cheaper this way and assloads less stressfull. We're pretty stoked about it. You're more than welcome to come, but if you can't make it, you can watch the wedding online if you go to and click on the Outdoor Gazebo Wedding Chapel link.
4. In lieu of a wedding, we will be having some sort of party when we get back into town. More details when we figure them out ourselves.
5. Piper news: She's walking...has been since March 10 I think? But yeah...she just doesn't stop now. It's funny, but tiring at the same time.
We got her ears pierced a few weeks ago, but get this: she pulled them out yesterday. I'm not kidding. I was getting her dressed yesterday morning in this outfit mom got her and said, "It's a good thing you have your ears pierced kiddo, otherwise people would think you're a little boy!" (the outfit was a green sleevless polo and green had flowers and a few pink stripes but people are stupid). Then I noticed the cute little flowers were missing from her lobes, and checked her crib, where, sure enough, they were. AAAAAGGGGHHHH. There goes $40. Brandon and I decided we're not piercing them again until she begs us, so we can say, "We pierced them for you once, and you pulled them out. This time, you pay for it." Then we'll make her do obscure chores like scrubbing the doorframes with a toothbrush or brushing the cat to earn the cashflow. We're horrible parents. :-)
6. My sister is graduating High School in like, two weeks. I can't believe it.
7. I've been scrapbooking like a fiend. I uploaded some pictures of the most recent pages I did. I'm pretty proud of them.

Anyway, I think that's pretty much it. I will be taking Piper face for a walk in the park tomorrow I think, so if anyone would like to enjoy the pretty sunshine with us, give me a ring.

Wednesday, February 28, 2007

sleepless nights

I've been having a hard time getting myself to sleep at a decent hour lately. Brandon and I have discussed this...all those years of working night jobs and then those months I was on graveyards just screwed me up for life. I get huge bursts of energy around 7PM and am never really ready for bed till after midnight if I'm lucky. It's gotten worse since we moved here...I think that's just cause there's always so much for me to do in our house that I just keep going and going...or at least my mind does.
Alaska is great. Seriously. I love it here. The only thing I don't like is the fact that we only have the one car...cause it means I'm stuck at home when Brandon's at work. He's working graveyards right now, which sucks cause he's not here at night, but is nice cause Piper and I can get out of the house during the day.
Joining the air force was probably the best move Brandon could have made. Our lives have changed for the better in such a short period of time...I honestly can't remember the last time Brandon and I fought about something. It's so nice having actual quality time together as a family. We really feel like this is where we are supposed to be...which is a great feeling.
Piper is talking more and more each day. I can't even begin to describe how great it's been to see her develop and grow these past almost-two-years. She knows most of the parts of her body (eyes, ears, mouth, nose, hair, tummy, fingers, toes, arm)...and is constantly shocking us with some new phrase or word. The other day I was eating a bagel and she looks at me and says, "Mommy, bagel pee?" ("Pee" means "Please" in Piper-speak). I was so proud! I'm sort of half-assed trying to potty-train her. It's hard...but I need to suck it up and just do it.
I'm not working at the moment...I'm taking steps to become a liscenced Family Child Care provider out of my home. It's complicated, but once again, I just need to suck it up and get it done.
I've been having a super hard time with motivation lately...and at least once a week I have a minor-breakdown. I don't know why, and I hate it, but about once a week I wake up and my mind just turns into this crazed, negativity magnet and every thing I see or hear gets somehow distorted into making myself feel shitty about my life/body/mistakes/weight/etc. I don't know if it's the winter or being in a new place or what...but it's driving me nuts and I honestly don't know what to do to change it.
We are kinda sorta trying to get pregnant again...well, we're not doing anything to stop it. Hopefully it'll happen soon, though :).
Anyway, I think I better go to sleep. Rock on.

Monday, February 26, 2007

Sophia Maurita Jeffery

Yeah, it sounds odd, but get used to it cause guess what!!!!!
I'm getting married!


Can you tell I'm excited?

Brandon and I will be tying the knot May 25, 2007 in my mommy and daddy's backyard. And I am oh so freaking stoked.
It's been a wild couple of years for the two of us, and honestly, if we can make it through what we've been through and still love eachother as much as we do, we're gonna make it through anything. So woo hoo!
Mark your calenders folks. And buy me pretty things. lol

Sunday, February 11, 2007

the pursuit of happiness

Crazy chaotic weeks always leave me so pensive and bloggish. (I switched the s and the i around the first time I typed pensive...made me giggle when I re-read it.)
Anyway, like I was saying.
Getting in fights with dickfaces at work.
Going back to Logan and spending time with old friends.
Having what is probably as close to a one night stand as I ever will have. Wanting to move to Logan.
Wanting to stay here.
Reviews at work.
Freaking about reviews at work because of aforementioned fights.
Brandon becoming this whole new person I always knew he could be. Scrapbooking an album for Jonna's wedding present.
Finding outfits for Piper, Brandon and I for said wedding.
Finding an outfit for Piper.
Finding something for Piper to wear to the wedding.
(I say it three times because it was that difficult. You don't believe me? Fine. You go and find a black and white dress for a 10 month old little girl.)
I finally figured out why I waited around for Brandon so long, even while he was nothing short of an asshole to me. And oddly enough, I figured it out at Jonna's wedding. We were on our way out, and I stopped to talk to the man I once thought I was going to marry. And I stood there, talking to Daniel for an akward few minutes...and when I looked back and Brandon with Piper in his arms...I thanked God I ended up with Brandon. Simply because I don't have to pretend with him. I don't have to be something I'm not...I can be whoever I want to be and he will love me regardless. I can wear whatever I want, listen to whatever music I want, go to church if I feel like it, or not go if I don't...he wants me to be who I want to be, not who he wants me to be. If that makes sense.
I was thinking about my life...and I realized I can organize my life into five stages:
1. Happy-go-lucky-childhood.
2. Mom-and-I-hate-eachother
3. LDS-churchy-goodness
4. Preggers
5. Happy-go-lucky-post-LDS-churchy-adulthood.
Seeing friends from each category only succeeds in reminding me how very much I have changed over the years. Last night was filled with LDS-churchy-goodness friends...and guess what. I'm not anymore. I realized hanging out with these people (if we ever did hang out again) would be entirely different than it was back then. I mean, here I was, standing with my boyfriend and our daughter born out of wedlock...talking to people who just got back from missions or just got married in the temple. (Thank you, Jonna, for never judging me or the decisions I have made. I love you, doll face.)
And guess which stage I was happiest in? Number 5. Simply for the fact that for the first time in my life, I am who I want to be. Not what anyone else wants...but what I want. I'm not saying what people expect me to say because I am a convert. I'm not making choices based on how mad mom would be at me. And it is simply marvelous.
I really am happy. These past few weeks have been stress-filled madness, but last night lying in bed next to this new and improved Brandon, I realized just how very happy I was. I have a beautiful little girl. I have a boyfriend who has finally realized he loves me as much as I love him. My family is beyond wonderful. I love my job.
Everything is wonderful.