Apparently my profile views are going up, yet I never get any comments on any of my posts. If you happen to come across my blog and read any of it, you should leave me some feedback. Even if it is just a hey, just stopped by.
I would like to know what sort of people are reading my blog and viewing my profile.
Thanx -Hanna- =]
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Friday, November 27, 2009
Today has been quite a day.
I'm not sure if it was a good day or a bad day.
I got like 12 hours of sleep last night. I woke up and found out right away that my Nana died this morning. :[
We knew it was going to happen anytime soon, she was 97 years old.
That is why we took a last minute trip out to California last month.
That bit of news was followed by the news that my sister in law was sent by her doctor to the hospital to have her baby.
I drove my brother to the hospital to be with his wife. I stayed a few minutes and then left.
I stopped at Jewel to get pics developed.
Once home I had the usual chores to do, I also had to babysit.
It is always something. I am always forced into some sort of work when I am home.
Then I met a friend for a movie. It was a good time aside from getting stuck behind a number of incompetent people on my way there almost making me late.
Once I got home I had to watch the babies while my parents went to see the new baby. The baby was born while i was in the movie. It is a baby boy. I don't really remember the details, No one really cares that much.. All you need to know is that it is a baby boy. He is healthy and looks like his brothers did when they were born.
I feed the children and listened to some Irish music with them before settling on the couch where they watched Sponge Bob and I tried to do school work.
After my parents got home and the babies went home with my brother, Honey got into the left over turkey from yesterday. Her tummy is SO huge right now. I can't help but laugh when I look at her. It is hard to punish her and seem mad when the sight of her makes me laugh so hard.
I am in the process of shunning her from my room as I type. She is whining at the door. I'm not sure when will be a good time to let her in. I really hope she is able to digest all that turkey and not have to throw it up in the middle of the night. I would really rather not deal with that all night.
Well I'm off to bed. Work in the morning. :]
Night!
Have a great weekend
11-27-09 We will all miss you Nana
I'm not sure if it was a good day or a bad day.
I got like 12 hours of sleep last night. I woke up and found out right away that my Nana died this morning. :[
We knew it was going to happen anytime soon, she was 97 years old.
That is why we took a last minute trip out to California last month.
That bit of news was followed by the news that my sister in law was sent by her doctor to the hospital to have her baby.
I drove my brother to the hospital to be with his wife. I stayed a few minutes and then left.
I stopped at Jewel to get pics developed.
Once home I had the usual chores to do, I also had to babysit.
It is always something. I am always forced into some sort of work when I am home.
Then I met a friend for a movie. It was a good time aside from getting stuck behind a number of incompetent people on my way there almost making me late.
Once I got home I had to watch the babies while my parents went to see the new baby. The baby was born while i was in the movie. It is a baby boy. I don't really remember the details, No one really cares that much.. All you need to know is that it is a baby boy. He is healthy and looks like his brothers did when they were born.
I feed the children and listened to some Irish music with them before settling on the couch where they watched Sponge Bob and I tried to do school work.
After my parents got home and the babies went home with my brother, Honey got into the left over turkey from yesterday. Her tummy is SO huge right now. I can't help but laugh when I look at her. It is hard to punish her and seem mad when the sight of her makes me laugh so hard.
I am in the process of shunning her from my room as I type. She is whining at the door. I'm not sure when will be a good time to let her in. I really hope she is able to digest all that turkey and not have to throw it up in the middle of the night. I would really rather not deal with that all night.
Well I'm off to bed. Work in the morning. :]
Night!
Have a great weekend
11-27-09 We will all miss you Nana
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Currently listening to the Pirates of the Caribbean Soundtracks. :]
WOW, I am having such an impossible time focusing on anything today. My mind is all over the place. That is exactly why I am blogging instead of anything else. I am going to go do some school right after this.
I couldn't think to do any school earlier today. Instead I sorted through things in my room, and cleaned, and snuggled my dog.
Work went so well today though. I think that has to do with my mind being all over the place. I'm not sure why that helps but you can be sure that it does.
I am positive that I have the best job in the world. My gymnasts love me, and apparently girls I don't even coach like me. This one girl randomly gave me a picture that she drew. I have never taught this girl before.
Then a girl I coach, named Hannah, brought in gift bags from her birthday and gave them to the class, and me naturally. :]
It was great.
I had a little girl's mom tell me that her daughter was sad that I wasn't her coach again this session. Then this little girl named Jacky was yelling to me after class, "Miss Hanna..... I'm going to come to your class another day". ( I don't teach any classes with her age group.
But it was still adorable. At one point she climbed up the shoe cubbies and I could see just her head and her little hands holding her up as she yelled to me.
My intermediate class went pretty well too. The girls are starting to work so hard and make amazing improvements. I'm so proud of them.
I am pushing them so hard this session and they seem to like it.
After I got off work, I worked out. My shins have been bothering me the last two days so when I worked out I stayed off my legs. I worked my abs , arms and back.
I was in the little back room off of the wellness center just doing like sit-ups and those sort of things, and this random guy with an excessive amount of crotch sweat was in there also working out and some random girls came in and out.
When I got home I ate dinner with my family. My dad and I were trying to figure out some brilliant pranks I could play on people. (Well someone in particular, but they shall remain nameless)
We came up with some brilliant ones.
The rest of my night was filled with other pointless activities that are not even worth mentioning.
Honey is looking all snuggly and cute. I think I am going to go snuggle her cute clean and fuzzy self.
WOW, I am having such an impossible time focusing on anything today. My mind is all over the place. That is exactly why I am blogging instead of anything else. I am going to go do some school right after this.
I couldn't think to do any school earlier today. Instead I sorted through things in my room, and cleaned, and snuggled my dog.
Work went so well today though. I think that has to do with my mind being all over the place. I'm not sure why that helps but you can be sure that it does.
I am positive that I have the best job in the world. My gymnasts love me, and apparently girls I don't even coach like me. This one girl randomly gave me a picture that she drew. I have never taught this girl before.
Then a girl I coach, named Hannah, brought in gift bags from her birthday and gave them to the class, and me naturally. :]
It was great.
I had a little girl's mom tell me that her daughter was sad that I wasn't her coach again this session. Then this little girl named Jacky was yelling to me after class, "Miss Hanna..... I'm going to come to your class another day". ( I don't teach any classes with her age group.
But it was still adorable. At one point she climbed up the shoe cubbies and I could see just her head and her little hands holding her up as she yelled to me.
My intermediate class went pretty well too. The girls are starting to work so hard and make amazing improvements. I'm so proud of them.
I am pushing them so hard this session and they seem to like it.
After I got off work, I worked out. My shins have been bothering me the last two days so when I worked out I stayed off my legs. I worked my abs , arms and back.
I was in the little back room off of the wellness center just doing like sit-ups and those sort of things, and this random guy with an excessive amount of crotch sweat was in there also working out and some random girls came in and out.
When I got home I ate dinner with my family. My dad and I were trying to figure out some brilliant pranks I could play on people. (Well someone in particular, but they shall remain nameless)
We came up with some brilliant ones.
The rest of my night was filled with other pointless activities that are not even worth mentioning.
Honey is looking all snuggly and cute. I think I am going to go snuggle her cute clean and fuzzy self.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
A tangible God
"Persecution is an enemy the church has met and mastered many times. Indifference could prove to be a far more dangerous foe." -Brother Andrew-
Are people looking for a more tangible faith?
A faith that takes action and has power.
Something full of life, hope, and meaning.
2 Timothy 3:1-5
1 But know this, that in the last days perilous times will come: 2 For men will be lovers of themselves, lovers of money, boasters, proud, blasphemers, disobedient to parents, unthankful, unholy, 3 unloving, unforgiving, slanderers, without self-control, brutal, despisers of good, 4 traitors, headstrong, haughty, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God, 5 having a form of godliness but denying its power. And from such people turn away!
Are we denying God's power?
I'm not just talking about His power in our lives but His power over everything.
He is real and tangible. We need to cut the apathy and indifference and have passion for our God. A sort of zeal and longing for Him. Not an arrogance that makes us feel better than people around us, but a confidence in God and his power.
Are people looking for a more tangible faith?
A faith that takes action and has power.
Something full of life, hope, and meaning.
2 Timothy 3:1-5
1 But know this, that in the last days perilous times will come: 2 For men will be lovers of themselves, lovers of money, boasters, proud, blasphemers, disobedient to parents, unthankful, unholy, 3 unloving, unforgiving, slanderers, without self-control, brutal, despisers of good, 4 traitors, headstrong, haughty, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God, 5 having a form of godliness but denying its power. And from such people turn away!
Are we denying God's power?
I'm not just talking about His power in our lives but His power over everything.
He is real and tangible. We need to cut the apathy and indifference and have passion for our God. A sort of zeal and longing for Him. Not an arrogance that makes us feel better than people around us, but a confidence in God and his power.
God really blows my mind.
Today was a really great day.
It started out like any sunday does. I slept in later than I should have which resulted in me running around the house like a mad person to get ready to leave for church on time.
We took Lilly and Josiah to church with us.
Later in the day Dan and I finally met up for some disk golf. We have been trying to arrange this for quite a while now. We disked which was a great time. Then we decided it would be fun to run around and do some crazy stuff like flips and idk whatever. I was wereing constricting jeans so we went to Rue 21 where I bought some 3 dollar black yoga pants. There are about a million little rhinestones on the butt of the pants which make out the shape of a heart with wings. TACKY!!
I see these pants as having great potential for work pants if I can get all the rhinestones picked off.
So Dan and I ran around alil and came across these guys in a random alley way. One left and the other started talking to us. Man did he talk....and talk....and talk....and talk........and then talk more.
We just listened. We then started talking to him about Jesus and our relationship with God. We weren't overbearing. We didn't pressure him or debate him about it, we just told him about how real this whole "Jesus thing" is. He told us about growing up in the catholic church and all, but you could tell that it was about a religion of rules and not about a relationship and a life-changing Savior. What I wish more than anything is that people would know the love and hope and purpose that comes from knowing Jesus on a personal level. I really wish we could get past the American arrogance of religion.
He and Dan exchanged number then we went our separate ways. Dan and I sat in his car and talked for a while about just God stuff.
Then I went into the church for Vineyard Cafe. the group was small so we went to applebees to get something sweet!
It was a great time.
I couldnt decide on wings or a dessert. I finally decided on both because , hey, I'm getting paid tomorrow. When I ordered someone in the group said something about half off appetizers after 9. It was 5 till 9 and our waitress was awesome so she gave me that price. THen to make things better she brought out some extra crushed oreo pieces for me because one of my little oreo pieces fell on the table. Then when she brought my wings out ( I ordered half hot, and the other half BBQ) the cook had made a mistake and made all hot, so they gave me the hot and still made me the other half of BBQ wings. So I got one and a half orders of wings for half the price of one order!
OH HAPPY DAY!!!
I wish I could really do justice to this day. It really blew my mind so much.
It started out like any sunday does. I slept in later than I should have which resulted in me running around the house like a mad person to get ready to leave for church on time.
We took Lilly and Josiah to church with us.
Later in the day Dan and I finally met up for some disk golf. We have been trying to arrange this for quite a while now. We disked which was a great time. Then we decided it would be fun to run around and do some crazy stuff like flips and idk whatever. I was wereing constricting jeans so we went to Rue 21 where I bought some 3 dollar black yoga pants. There are about a million little rhinestones on the butt of the pants which make out the shape of a heart with wings. TACKY!!
I see these pants as having great potential for work pants if I can get all the rhinestones picked off.
So Dan and I ran around alil and came across these guys in a random alley way. One left and the other started talking to us. Man did he talk....and talk....and talk....and talk........and then talk more.
We just listened. We then started talking to him about Jesus and our relationship with God. We weren't overbearing. We didn't pressure him or debate him about it, we just told him about how real this whole "Jesus thing" is. He told us about growing up in the catholic church and all, but you could tell that it was about a religion of rules and not about a relationship and a life-changing Savior. What I wish more than anything is that people would know the love and hope and purpose that comes from knowing Jesus on a personal level. I really wish we could get past the American arrogance of religion.
He and Dan exchanged number then we went our separate ways. Dan and I sat in his car and talked for a while about just God stuff.
Then I went into the church for Vineyard Cafe. the group was small so we went to applebees to get something sweet!
It was a great time.
I couldnt decide on wings or a dessert. I finally decided on both because , hey, I'm getting paid tomorrow. When I ordered someone in the group said something about half off appetizers after 9. It was 5 till 9 and our waitress was awesome so she gave me that price. THen to make things better she brought out some extra crushed oreo pieces for me because one of my little oreo pieces fell on the table. Then when she brought my wings out ( I ordered half hot, and the other half BBQ) the cook had made a mistake and made all hot, so they gave me the hot and still made me the other half of BBQ wings. So I got one and a half orders of wings for half the price of one order!
OH HAPPY DAY!!!
I wish I could really do justice to this day. It really blew my mind so much.
Friday, November 13, 2009
I'm getting so sick of people having nothing more to talk about than music. It seems that this is the natural progression of life. When you are a young teen all you want to talk about with your friends is that crush you have that week. Then as you get older all you talk about is music. As though that is the only thing you live for.
This annoys me so much, and I hate that it annoys me. I don't like that I am not a music buff.
I think I have figured out why I am not.
I love singing but as for listening to music and new bands and such I am not a fan.
I don't listen to alot of music and like to talk about it because music to me is just like a soundtrack to my life. I attach feeling, emotions, events, and people to different song. To most people it is good to relive those memories and times through music, but for me it is not fun.
I have had a crazy life thus far and I get sick of living in the past. I don't like to be reminded of what I had and no longer have, or what I didn't have but wanted terribly bad. I hate to hear songs that got me through hard times and be reminded of that hard time and all the hurt I felt.
I don't want to put myself through that.
I am so tired of always looking in the past on everything. I'm tired of the "you should have"
"You could have"
"You WERE right"
"You hurt me then"
I'm just tired of remembering.
I try to live everyday with no regrets and not rely on the past to make me happy now.
If you spend all your time looking back then you miss out what is happening now and you are ill qualified to face the future.
So next time you start talking about music around me, if I get quiet, you know why.
It is nothing against you, I just don't want to think about it.
That and most people don't listen to the sort of music I like anyways and I would rather be spared from the "You're a weird one" comments.
That's all from my mind for now.
Have a brilliant weekend.
This annoys me so much, and I hate that it annoys me. I don't like that I am not a music buff.
I think I have figured out why I am not.
I love singing but as for listening to music and new bands and such I am not a fan.
I don't listen to alot of music and like to talk about it because music to me is just like a soundtrack to my life. I attach feeling, emotions, events, and people to different song. To most people it is good to relive those memories and times through music, but for me it is not fun.
I have had a crazy life thus far and I get sick of living in the past. I don't like to be reminded of what I had and no longer have, or what I didn't have but wanted terribly bad. I hate to hear songs that got me through hard times and be reminded of that hard time and all the hurt I felt.
I don't want to put myself through that.
I am so tired of always looking in the past on everything. I'm tired of the "you should have"
"You could have"
"You WERE right"
"You hurt me then"
I'm just tired of remembering.
I try to live everyday with no regrets and not rely on the past to make me happy now.
If you spend all your time looking back then you miss out what is happening now and you are ill qualified to face the future.
So next time you start talking about music around me, if I get quiet, you know why.
It is nothing against you, I just don't want to think about it.
That and most people don't listen to the sort of music I like anyways and I would rather be spared from the "You're a weird one" comments.
That's all from my mind for now.
Have a brilliant weekend.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
So my news for the day.
I finished another school book.
WOOHOO!!!
So now I only have like 3 more.
We watched the babies all day today because Tehra was at the hospital.
She is likely to go into labor at any time though she is home now.
Im so tired from work.
For some reason my intermediates couldn't all get to class on time so things were so messed up for the first hour or so.
That is the most annoying thing ever when you are trying to run a class and people show up late.
I swear if I have to hear that one cd in the gym one more time I might freak out.
I heard it about 3 times tonight alone. I have probably heard it 20+ times this week.
Tomorrow I am going to give blood in the morning. Hopefully register for classes at WCC.
Then I am modeling for one of Ania's Photography assignments.
Then the evening ends with a Band Of Brothers marathon with Ryan.
Should be a good day
I finished another school book.
WOOHOO!!!
So now I only have like 3 more.
We watched the babies all day today because Tehra was at the hospital.
She is likely to go into labor at any time though she is home now.
Im so tired from work.
For some reason my intermediates couldn't all get to class on time so things were so messed up for the first hour or so.
That is the most annoying thing ever when you are trying to run a class and people show up late.
I swear if I have to hear that one cd in the gym one more time I might freak out.
I heard it about 3 times tonight alone. I have probably heard it 20+ times this week.
Tomorrow I am going to give blood in the morning. Hopefully register for classes at WCC.
Then I am modeling for one of Ania's Photography assignments.
Then the evening ends with a Band Of Brothers marathon with Ryan.
Should be a good day
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Just call me Alcohol.
Today I was stretching before class and this girl (sunshine) who I coach was sitting next to me.
As we stretched and talked she asked me what my last name is.
I told her to guess.
Sunshine asked "Is your last name Hernandez?"
Me, " No it's not Hernandez."
Then Miss Jenny said to Sunshine, " It's something you drink."
Sunshine thought about it but had no idea.
Jenny Then added " you drink it in the morning..........well you probably don't drink it but your parents probably do."
Then Sunshine looked at me and asked, "Is your last name Alcohol?"
Jenny and I about died, we were laughing so hard.
My job is the best!
As we stretched and talked she asked me what my last name is.
I told her to guess.
Sunshine asked "Is your last name Hernandez?"
Me, " No it's not Hernandez."
Then Miss Jenny said to Sunshine, " It's something you drink."
Sunshine thought about it but had no idea.
Jenny Then added " you drink it in the morning..........well you probably don't drink it but your parents probably do."
Then Sunshine looked at me and asked, "Is your last name Alcohol?"
Jenny and I about died, we were laughing so hard.
My job is the best!
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Why do I constantly hold on to something so damaging?
Currently listening to Band Of Horses
Sometimes the thought of letting go of something is harder than living with the pain it constantly provides you.
Maybe that is why so many people stay in abusive relationships or choose not to let go of certain addictions that only hurt them and people around them.
I'm at one of those places right now. I've finally had the ball thrown back in my court after waiting a long time. Part of me naturally wants to throw it right back, putting myself completely out there just hoping that the ball gets thrown back. Looking to the past it could go either way. I am more hopeful now then I would have been two weeks ago, but this fools hope is failing me more often than not.
I'm tired of being slighted. I'm tired of the hurt. I'm SOO sick of not feeling like I am good enough.
Should I leave the ball right where it landed and walk away? Having the final word for once.
Should I drop this and look for something new entirely? Would that literally make the dreams stop?
What good is something new if you constantly dream about what you left?
I have completely no idea what to do.
I just keep envisioning one of those moments like in movies and TV shows where when the main character finally gets the one thing they wanted the entire length of the movie, instead of taking it, they just walk away.
It is easy to watch that happen and think of how empowering that must feel for them or how it was such a great choice, but it is different to be in that position yourself and to think of what happens after.
After the camera stops rolling.
This is no movie, it is your life.
The story keeps going, it doesn't just stop once you do something magnificent, or after you finally solve a tough problem.
What happens after I wonder?
I don't want to talk through this problem with the people that I need to most. I strive so hard not to be like most girls and over talk everything. I deal with that everyday of my life. The last thing I want to do is give that annoyance to someone else. I can't talk through my frustrations calmly because most people I talk to just frustrate me more and really have nothing to say that will help me. Or simply their tone while they are talking to me drives me up the wall.
What do I do?
I guess this comes from being too nice, if there is such a thing.
I would rather hurt myself than hurt anyone else.
I didn't start sticking up for myself until this year when a bunch of my close friends started telling me that I needed to.
It has been a really weird thing for me.
I guess I will just pray about this whole situation.
Forgive me if this seemed Emo. It's just what I am thinking right now.
Sometimes the thought of letting go of something is harder than living with the pain it constantly provides you.
Maybe that is why so many people stay in abusive relationships or choose not to let go of certain addictions that only hurt them and people around them.
I'm at one of those places right now. I've finally had the ball thrown back in my court after waiting a long time. Part of me naturally wants to throw it right back, putting myself completely out there just hoping that the ball gets thrown back. Looking to the past it could go either way. I am more hopeful now then I would have been two weeks ago, but this fools hope is failing me more often than not.
I'm tired of being slighted. I'm tired of the hurt. I'm SOO sick of not feeling like I am good enough.
Should I leave the ball right where it landed and walk away? Having the final word for once.
Should I drop this and look for something new entirely? Would that literally make the dreams stop?
What good is something new if you constantly dream about what you left?
I have completely no idea what to do.
I just keep envisioning one of those moments like in movies and TV shows where when the main character finally gets the one thing they wanted the entire length of the movie, instead of taking it, they just walk away.
It is easy to watch that happen and think of how empowering that must feel for them or how it was such a great choice, but it is different to be in that position yourself and to think of what happens after.
After the camera stops rolling.
This is no movie, it is your life.
The story keeps going, it doesn't just stop once you do something magnificent, or after you finally solve a tough problem.
What happens after I wonder?
I don't want to talk through this problem with the people that I need to most. I strive so hard not to be like most girls and over talk everything. I deal with that everyday of my life. The last thing I want to do is give that annoyance to someone else. I can't talk through my frustrations calmly because most people I talk to just frustrate me more and really have nothing to say that will help me. Or simply their tone while they are talking to me drives me up the wall.
What do I do?
I guess this comes from being too nice, if there is such a thing.
I would rather hurt myself than hurt anyone else.
I didn't start sticking up for myself until this year when a bunch of my close friends started telling me that I needed to.
It has been a really weird thing for me.
I guess I will just pray about this whole situation.
Forgive me if this seemed Emo. It's just what I am thinking right now.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
My job is the absolute best!
I love my job. The little gymnasts are so cute.
Today I was leading stretching before a class, and this little 4 year old girl who I used to coach, but no longer due as of this week, was next to me and she started telling about her awesome birthday plans and her new friend at school and the such. THen she told me about one of her friends and said that this friend was Adam's girlfriend. (I used Adam because I think was was the name but I'm not sure, But he is a boy in her class.)
I was like "really his girlfriend?"
And she was like "yeah...
And he is my boyfriend too!
He already has two girlfriends"
(all the while she had the biggest smile on her face and couldn't be more pleased.)
And I asked her " How do you feel about that?"
And she said " I feel really good about it!"
I about died laughing. This little girl is the cutest EVER!!!
I'm not gonna lie, I really miss coaching her and all the cute little 4 year olds who were in that class.
Today I was leading stretching before a class, and this little 4 year old girl who I used to coach, but no longer due as of this week, was next to me and she started telling about her awesome birthday plans and her new friend at school and the such. THen she told me about one of her friends and said that this friend was Adam's girlfriend. (I used Adam because I think was was the name but I'm not sure, But he is a boy in her class.)
I was like "really his girlfriend?"
And she was like "yeah...
And he is my boyfriend too!
He already has two girlfriends"
(all the while she had the biggest smile on her face and couldn't be more pleased.)
And I asked her " How do you feel about that?"
And she said " I feel really good about it!"
I about died laughing. This little girl is the cutest EVER!!!
I'm not gonna lie, I really miss coaching her and all the cute little 4 year olds who were in that class.
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