I went back to Utah this weekend... and I just have to say that I am glad that I left. I thought that the second I landed I would never want to drive home. And at first, I didn't. But the more the weekend went on, the more and more I missed my California. I love the Utah mountains, that I miss seeing every day. But I don't miss who I was in Utah.
Thursday: Being back in the arms of my love was so soothing. Having his cute little red neck self pick me up from the airport reminded me how much I truly love him. I don't know what it is about that man that makes me know he is the right one. We were discussing how sudden our love was. How it just hit us so quickly that we couldn't truly prepare for it. It's silly, and quite childish, but only months before I became a member of "Team Granquist" :) I was writing little ditties about boys that I thought I loved. I wrote pages and pages of ridiculous poetry. But when I fell under his spell, no matter how hard I tried to write, the words wouldn't flow. I look back now, and see that, that was my sign :)
Friday: What a crazy day. I slept in and woke up in a complete panic. I had so many things to do. I quickly got up and went and picked up Ms. TH and we went to breakfast at Seal's Cafe. Ya know, I sure do love Ole's here on the island, but I MISS Seals! The scones are the bomb. It was nice to talk to someone who truly gave a CRAP about my life and we could talk about things that some girls just don't get. Being with an older guy, especially during high school and he is graduated... yea try that one... is hard. The things people say to you, or behind your back, is ridiculous. TH suffered through hours of shopping with me.... But she did get a free pair of blue hooker shoes. :)
Man do I love weddings. I love getting as many ideas as I possibly can... this wedding made me realize I do NOT want cotton candy at my shin-dig... I will have WAY to many children there. Can you imagine 20 plus kids on a sugar high... yikes. I'm good THANK YOU!
LG and I then went to my grandparents house, had a wonderful dinner and a mentally stimulating conversation. As the night closed, I awkwardly voiced the question I was trying to prepared myself for. "So... can I have my dad?" If you didn't know, my father was cremated back when I was 16. My grandpa has been keeping him for me 'til I wanted his ashes. I have been wanting to release a small bit of him to the ocean this weekend as his birthday is this coming Monday. Must I say that handing the box that holds you deceased father to your fiance and saying "Creyton, meet L. L, meet Creyton." was quite.. disturbing. He is still buckled up in my 1993 Toyota Camry's back seat...
Creyton, L, and I then went to Arby's with my best friend and brother JQ. There at Arby's is where my whole world fell apart. As my Epic 4G fell from my hands, hit the tiled germed floor, I knew that it wasn't going to survive this one. And I must say, it did not. Not only was the glass screen shattered, but so was the touch screen underneath... Bad news. The night got better with not very adult and NOT mentally stimulating conversations with two men who act like small boys.. but I do love them. Many times I kept realizing that my father's remains were in the car and would shout "My father's listening!!!" The first time I said this JQ responds "Is that what I'm leaning on?" Welcome to my life people...
Saturday: Started the day out with tears. Had to go to the funeral of a man that I loved when I was a young girl. His wife and son were rocks in my life, and to learn that he left them so soon was hard to swallow. And to know that he left his son the same time my father left me busted my heart in two. I hope you and Creyton Jensen are having a good time up in heaven Aaron Booth.
Then came the show. The one thing that I came for. The beautiful thing that always brings me to a smile. Seeing JK, Mr. Christopher who I completely mauled, CB (the only person allowed to hand me a baggy full of electric blue feathers at a reptile show, and the oh so lovely BJ who's first question was "Is there something in my teeth?" made me realize that I am loved by a community that has a certain craziness. It has a certain password that you can only find out when you've been bit by the herpetology bug. It's full of crazy, tattooed, and bad a** people who get all ga ga over a baby snake. And I would never EVER leave this community. In this community you compare battle scars, talk about projects your working on, and discover new loves. LG fell head over heals for these little sticky footed geckos called Crested Geckos. I per sued my love for Cal Kings and brought home what I was looking for. But don't think that this community is super peachy. There are some crooks. And I sadly got schooled by one. I found this killer Texas Rat snake for $50. I asked to see him, and he was as calm as a puppy. The guy was saying he was an odd ball for his collection and needed to get rid of him. As he continued to drop the price, I just waited. I got him to $25 and took him. Man, do I wish I hadn't. When we got the, now lovingly named El Diablo, to LG's and got him on the heat, we quickly realized why he was so cheap.
El Diablo is obviously a wild caught snake. What tells me this? The fact that his face is rubbed completely raw by his persistent attempts to escape his enclosure. And the fact that he wants to eat anyone's face... needless to say we are debating on making a special trip to Texas just to let our $25 waste of money back into the wild. He's never going to relax, and it breaks my heart to see his face all destroyed.
I was quite deflated by El Diablo, my phone, and the fact I was exhausted. We then went to dinner with AK and CC. I love them to pieces, but I am realizing we are in different parts of our lives. They were content with dinner and a movie, and I wanted more. Maybe I am spoiled by the beach and all the big city things to do out here, but the small town of Layton Utah had nothing to offer my senses anymore. I am at a point in my life where I am an engaged woman, focusing on becoming a business woman and wife. And man do I love the city... I never thought I would, but I just LOVE the big city. I am not sure I will ever be able to leave.
Sunday: One thing I do miss about Utah is The Genesis Project. This community and the reptile community is the two things that make me feel human. To be loved by so many people... It's invigorating. The unbelievable amounts of hugs, the "You look so amazing!" and "Let me see that ring!" made me feel like I was important. Sometimes you lack that feeling.
All day Sunday we drove around looking for a barn to get married in. That was an unbelievable bust. Just doesn't seem like that's going to be the right place unless we shell out $1000... I am willing to do it but LG isn't so sure he wants to do such a thing... anyone wanna donate? ;)
My song for the day was not available on Playlist, so I had to youtube it. :)
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