Wednesday, November 18, 2009

People and their manners!.. or lack there of.

So as most of you know I work at the Weber County Jail. I sit at the front window answering phones, helping customers (usually family putting money on inmates accounts), etc. As you can imagine, I unfortunately do not get to deal with the good of the community, instead I deal with the non-educated parents who barely speak english. Most of the time I am pretty good at staying positive and being nice to these people, but the past few weeks I have been soo sick of these stupid people. It would be one story if they were just un-educated and just didn't know, but you add on attitudes and rudeness and the smell, that is what I deal with daily. I decided today that I am extremely glad that I do not have to work here forever. I hate dealing with these people because they are so rude all of the time. My favorite thing is that these family members are pissed off at me because their family member is in jail, like I put them in jail and I committed the crime! They get mad at me because we aren't allowed to pass messages to the inmates.. can you imagine 900 inmates getting messages taken from me and a few others all day every day, I mean come on!
Today I had a guy come talk to me about his friend, he was okay at first until I told him that he couldnt see the inmate until it was his visiting time. He got mad and said this place is stupid and stormed off. Really? What do you expect when you go to jail?! I have people daily hang up on me because I am not allowed to give out release dates.. How immature do you have to be to just hang up on someone who kindly answered the phone and spoke to you?
We are such an inconvieniance here at the jail, and these inmates never committed the crime. Right!
But my favorite thing about these customers is this... and I am not exactly sure how they do it but.. EVERY SINGLE person that comes into the lobby and comes up to my window smells like they just showered themself in smoke. How is it possible to smell soo bad all the time? Don't they take a shower..ever?
So that is my job, hopefully for just a little bit longer and I can finally do what I want to do. I can finally have a job where I look forward to it and have some type of satisfaction that I am doing good in the world!

Saturday, November 7, 2009

FOUR years ago today..

Four years ago today my best friend walked into my life. I can not believe how incredibly fast time goes by, it seems like the other day that we were dating and staying up late to go to Denny's. Four years ago I found Steven on Myspace and wrote him a comment..Four years ago he wrote back saying my favorite football team sucked..and four years ago we made a bet on the Colts vs. Patriots game. Of course my bet was that the Colts would win, his was that they would lose, we both ended up winning in the end!
Steven came into my life when I was not ready for anything but fun, he was (and still is) a very handsome, tall guy who made me laugh. Only when I left for Seattle is when I really realized I needed to be with him, too bad it took me leaving the state to realize that.
These four years have been amazing! If this is anything like eternity then I am one incredibly lucky girl!
Thank you Steven for being you, for loving me, and for making me miss you every time you are gone. I love you so much more then I ever imagined was possible, and every day you fill my heart even more. Thank you for being my rock. I love you! XOXO Today!

Steven and I when we were dating.

Dating picture

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Nothin in particular

Well I haven't really written anything for a few months. Something tells me nobodies life has been drastically altered due to my lack of blogging. I don't keep a journal anymore because it takes too long to write stuff out, so this is really the only thing left that records memories or thoughts. We talked about keeping records of events at church on Sunday so it got me thinking about it. If nothing else it's fun for Me and Alyssa to look back on things we've done together.

I've been having re-occurring dreams that I have been called to serve another two year mission for the LDS church. They feel so real, and when I wake up in a cold sweat it feels like it's been another two years! Scary. I loved being a missionary but it was the hardest thing I've ever had to do. It's a nightmare to think that I would have to leave my wife and family again for so long. The other night I had this missionary dream again and I woke up and my bed was soaked where I was sleeping. It was like I was sitting in a sauna or something! I had to just sit on the side of my bed for a few minutes before I could lay back down.

I've had numerous re-occurring dreams during my life. Some of them have had deep meaning, and others are just silly.
I started dreaming about my mission when I was a teenager. The dream was always exactly the same. I was sitting in a man's front room teaching him about the church. His young daughter would play on the stairs while we taught him. The house was newer, but small inside. It was easy to remember because I had this dream about 15-20 times. Always the same! The people in the dream were never clear, except the little girl.
So I went on my mission. And the dream was out of my mind. I got to my first area and I'd been there about two months. We had very little success and spent most of our time tracting (knocking on doors). Then my companion suggested we go visit Marlin. He was a guy from the Philippines they had talked to a while back, but his wife didn't like the missionaries so he faded away. We knocked on the door and he was home. He invited us in and seemed pretty excited we were there. I sat down and we started talking to him. He didn't speak very good English so we had to listen really close to understand him. As we were talking a little girl peaked through the railing on the steps across from us. She was running up and down the stairs, and played with toys on the steps while we taught. EXACTLY like the dreams.
It was weird because it took me a while to make the connection. It hit me like a ton of bricks! I had chills running through me like crazy. I never told my companion about it but I knew we had to teach this person. Why would I have so many dreams about it if I wasn't meant to be there? We taught him a few more times and then I got transferred out of the area. He did end up getting baptised later on! It was a crazy experience for sure. So now when I have those re-occurring dreams I always wonder if there's some deeper meaning to them.

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