Attack of the machines

I woke up at 10am to the sound of my phone ringing.

It was Michelle, my Auntie Susan's gf from middle school. We've hung out a few times. Like at The Depot in 2009- photo from L to R is Susan, me, Tawny, Michelle and Jennifer. Sorry about the kissy face. Anyways, Michelle called to ask if I knew of anyone who could drive her to her doctor's appointments- namely the ones today starting at 11am. I usually work Mondays at the boutique but there was a change in the schedule last minute and I was switched to a different day, so I was free all day. I know things happen for a reason so I told Michelle, actually I think I am the person who is supposed to take you to your appointments today. I can and I will! Out of respect for Michelle, I won't broadcast here personal ailments online, but I will tell you she has it worst than most people I know.

Our first appointment was at one of the doctor's offices at the LDS Hospital up the street from my house. I was texting my neighbor Jeff where I was at because I know he works there. Funny thing was, right when I sent him a text of my location, here he comes around the corner, reading my text of where I am at and then he looks up at me. Total coincidence! Funny that he was on his way to where I was at without even knowing I was there. Thank you to his coworker Alan for needing gum or something... Michelle and Jeff met. After Jeff walked away Michelle said he was super cute, hot actually. She also commented that he has a great energy about him. And I promised to fill her in on how my date with him tomorrow night goes. I am actually really excited and nervous! Me, nervous? Yes. There is nothing to be nervous about, I'm just being a dumb girl.

So after getting Michelle to her two appointments... almost 7 hours later...

I was on my way to dinner with my gf Jenna at Blue Lemon. We had a great hour long conversation and I felt like we helped each other sort out a lot of things in our personal lives. Afterwards I asked Jenna if she needed a ride home since she walked. We were waiting at the intersection of South Temple and State Street when my car stopped. Stopped. Jenna got out while I miserably attempted to help her push. This is after me freaking out. My car was out of gas. Now you know just how much I hate pumping gas. haha I almost wrote pimping gas. That too- I HATE pimping gas! lol But seriously, can I hire you to pump my gas? I will pay you in pie. Pie is the answer to everything... What a true friend Jenna is. Guys, she is a great girl because she did not freak out. She was calm and not angry and never worried beyond normal.

So after pushing my car to the side of the road, Adam came and tried to jump it, but nothing... I had to have it towed to the dealership. My poor car, what have I done to you? Good thing I had my lemon drops Michelle bought me earlier. Lifesaver! Same to Jenna and Adam. I don't know what I would do without my friends. I know so many people are willing to help me. Thanks guys, I love you.

So after the car fiasco, Adam and I hit up Dani's first day of work party. I love how Dani and Erika have decorated their apartment. I guess some people hate it Dani said. Not me. I could live there. A vanity decorated with phonebook pages? Genius! Give it to me now. Something you must know about me- I need a vanity and I love love love them. I grew up with an old vanity set in my room and I love sitting down at them to get ready and do my make-up. Thanks Mom. You gave me a bit of your antique bug. It's all your fault ;)

Amy xoxo

"Slow Hands"

by Interpol

Yeah but nobody searches
Nobody cares somehow
When the loving that you've wasted
Comes raining from a hapless cloud
And I might stop and look upon your face
Disappear in the sweet, sweet gaze
See the living that surrounds me
Dissipate in a violet place

Can't you see what you've done to my heart
And soul?
This is a wasteland now

We spies
We slow hands
Put the weights all around yourself
We spies
Oh yeah we slow hands
You put the weights all around yourself now

I submit my incentive is romance
I watched the pole dance of the stars
We rejoice because the hurting is so painless
>From the distance of passing cars
But I am married to your charms & grace
I just go crazy like the good old days
You make me want to pick up a guitar
And celebrate the myriad ways that I love you

Can you see what you've done to my heart
And soul?
This is a wasteland now

We spies
Yeah we slow hands
You put the weights all around yourself
We spies
Oh yeah we slow hands
Killer, for hire you know not yourself

We spies
We slow hands
You put the weights all around yourself
We spies
Oh yeah we slow hands
We retire like nobody else
We spies
Intimate slow hands killer
For hire you know not yourself
We spies
Intimate slow hands
You let the face slap around herself