Ever since I have started school I have lost my want to blog. 1, all I do is schoolwork. My life has become the most boring, and loser-ish life imaginable. The only time I leave the house it to take T to and from work (yup, the truck is still broken down) or to go to the grocery store. I literally get zero human interaction so I have nothing interesting to blog about. 2, in the rare occasion I think of something to blog, after I am done with schoolwork I do not even want to look at a computer. I spend so much of the day reading lessons, writing discussion boards, writing papers on the computer my eyes are spent.

Hopefully I can get back into this because I love my blog, the blogs I follow and all my dear followers but I am just in a blogging rut.

Who is with me?!

Well, for obvious reasons, the Middle East has been completely ruined for my husband. So my question to you is...

Who wants to go to Abu Dhabi with me?!

I WILL go there one day...

21 years, 4 Halloweens...

Well, it is Halloween and everyone is posting about their present and past Halloweens. I have very mixed emotions about Halloween. Let me take you back to my childhood... (haha this won't get all sad or sappy I promise)

I was never allowed to celebrate Halloween growing up. As apart of my parents religion secular holidays were not allowed (like on Easter I have never painted an egg or gone on a Easter egg hunt and, still to this day, I never have). With that being said, I never got to dress up or, trick or treat until one year I decided I was going to be a normal teenager and go trick or treating (I later learned that 16 is a tad too old to trick or treat but whatever). I begged my mom to let me "Just pass out candy" with my friend. She let me go and from my friends house we left and went trick or treating! It was so fabulous and I couldn't believe I had been missing out for the past 16 years! (Fun fact of firsts, this year was the first time I carved a pumpkin)

As this year's Halloween has come, T and I are doing nothing. No parties this past weekend, no handing out candy, just hanging out with each other. This year is an ode to my past and oddly enough, I am enjoying it. Is it possible to grow out of a "holiday" when you were so deprived from it as a child? If so, I think that is what is happening. I used to sit at my window as a kid and watch all the costumed children, go door to door, having a blast doing it. But now, I think I have lost my feverish need to participate in Halloween.

Hmm....

Worst Way To Pick Up A Woman

Literally, this is the WORST way to pick up someone. Some guy called me, I answered, it was the wrong number, I hung up.

Then this happened...
(I would have posted this sooner but it literally took me a week to figure out how to take a screenshot haha)

I wonder if he tries to pick up all girls this way, and if it actually works?

Love it, Hate it, Leave it

Let me tell you the story about this...thing...

(It normally doesn't look this poopy...It's just all salty from our last winter visit to Utah)

First off, let me tell you, I have a love hate relationship with my husbands truck. It is sooo comfortable, safe (my car is so light it get pushed around the road easily) and the best car to travel in (heated seats in Utah winters, I think soo) BUT this car gives us NOTHING but problems!

Let me give you some back story about this vehicle. My husband was 19 and it was his first week in California. Him and his friend decided to take the bus into town one weekend. Well, the bus took 3 hours for a drive that takes about 20 minutes by a personal vehicle. T's friend decided he NEVER wanted to do that again and they were off to the first dealership in town, 500 Motors (they were on the Navy "do not go" list, and since they were closed by the BBB). T's friend didn't find a car he wanted so on the spot my husband decided HE was going to buy a car. He found a little red car he thought was okay, and began to sign papers. 

Suddenly, a few papers in, my husband got cold feet (righfully so, he was about to buy a car on a whim!)and told the salesman he didn't want the car. This is when the salesman breaks the news...

"Sorry Man, you've already bought the car... If you want to get another car you can but you have to buy a car today because you've signed the papers."

What bullcrap! But my young silly husband believed him. He went back onto the lot and pointed at the truck and bought it right on the spot. Didn't sit inside, didn't take it for a test drive, didn't even look at the odometer. So he bought a ten year old F150, with 100,000+ miles on it, for $14,000 with 16% financing (thankfully we paid the truck off last year so we officially OWN it). 

So we have this truck... and it is a fabulous car, when it was brand new it was top of the line but now it has become a money pit. It has a brand new transmission but that is about all that it has going for it. It seems like every month we have to fix something on it. I am not even going to get into the long laundry list of problems we've had with this thing. But currently the AC door, and the AC belt (it sounds TERRIBLE when the car is running) are broken and just last week it has decided not to start!

I am trying to convince T to sell the darn thing before it COMPLETELY dies on us.

Yesterday he said, 

"It's good to have 2 cars when 1 breaks down"

My response,

"Well, why don't we get rid of the car that is always breaking down?"

Delainey for the win! My car has NEVER, knock on wood, has any problems, everrrr and it too is paid off, so added plus there!

By selling the truck we can totally put the money in savings for our move to San Fran. PLUS, there is no way we need two cars up there anyway, especially a truck. And with me not working now, one car will suit us just fine. I am going to plant a new seed every day until I can convince T to sell his baby. Hopefully by Christmas the truck will be gone. Fingers crossed!