Showing you the finger

Yesterday was our ward's turkey bowl. I picked up Natalie and Adam and we drove on over. We had an awesome Hawaiian lunch. Afterward, we split up for teams to play flag football. Natalie and Adam watched from the sidelines as I tried to win some fans with my playing.

On one such event, I was grabbing for Phil's flag and got his shirt instead. I looked down and realized that something wasn't right with my finger, so I walked off the field. Natalie asked me why I stopped playing and I told her that I broke my finger. Bishop was there and said I probably just dislocated it. After building up courage, I pulled my finger to relocate the joint. It didn't work. I could still feel the joint out of place. So.... we headed off to the hospital. On the way out Brother Sherrill asked me why I wasn't crying. I told him I have a high tolerance for pain. I was wrong. I could feel the pain because of the adrenaline. I felt, correction, feel the pain.

We got there and of course waited. Then I headed on back. Th nurse asked me a bunch of questions and then said that the doctor would look at my x-rays and then come talk to me. I informed her that I had not gotten x-rays yet. The doctor came in next. I guess there was some hold up at x-ray. He looked at my finger, then bent it. That hurt so so bad. I finally got x-rays and the nurse showed them to me on the computer. Then the doctor came and told me the bad news. I had indeed broken my finger. I had broken off the part of my bone that my tendon was connected to. This is why I could not bend my finger. He then informed me that to fix this I would have to have surgery. The first thing that popped in my head when he said this was "No Disneyland." For those of you who didn't know, I had planned on going to Disneyland for Thanksgiving. I almost started to cry. I love Disneyland and I wanted to go.

Believe it or not, it is even more purple and colorful
today.

So there you have it. After 26 years of a clean record, of no broken bones, it all comes to an end with this; My First Broken Bone. I do want to say that if Natalie and Adam were not there, I would have been a total wreck. They made me want to be more optimistic and happy at the outcome. I think I just didn't want to cry in front of them. Thanks for being there and sticking around. Adam even helped me with my jacket. And without Natalie, there would be not pictures of this event.

Here it is

I got tagged by Natalie. You know the drill 4th folder 4th photo. Fortunately, I know no one to tag, so you are all off the hook. Here is my photo. It is from when Kelsey and I went and saw the play 42nd street.

My heart is sturdy but it needs you

Last time we waited over three hours and it didn't happen. This time it did, and it made me a believer. Dreams do come true.

It all started in San Jose at the Rock Band Live tour. We waited in line, bought some merchandise, and then found a seat. The opening acts were good. First up was The Cab from Las Vegas. They had an interesting sound, but it bothered me that the lead singer did nothing but sing. I thought you had to play an instrument to be in a band. Then out came the Plain White T's. I really enjoyed them. I love their sound and quirky look. Band geek comes to mind. I love it! And then.......

DASHBOARD CONFESSIONAL!

It was so cool! I loved the back screen that they played music videos and different things behind the band as they played. I love the video for Thick as Thieves, so it was neat to see the video in the background as they played the song. The last time I had heard Dashboard Confessional it was acoustic, so I was comparing between the two experiences in my mind the whole time. They didn't let me down. Some of the songs were played with a faster tempo, but they still were heart songs. Needless to say, Natalie and I both thought their set was not nearly long enough. I was sad when they walked off the stage. I was sure there would be an encore, but I was wrong. After they finished, we faced a dilemma....

Do we stay for Panic at the Disco, or do we try and find Chris Carrabba?

We took the chance, and left the concert. We came out the doors right next to the exit from the stage. We waited under a street light near where the stage crew was taking their break. We nearly gave up, and then I heard some girls talking about how they had met Chris. I grabbed Natalie and we took off in the direction they came from. I thought that we had missed it. No line, no crowd, no Chris, right? Wrong. I turn my head, and there, out of the corner of my eye, I see him.

It was all a daze, a whirlwind of excitement, but here is what I remember:

• "I like your shirt. We should have played that song tonight." -- the first thing Chris said to be right before I got a big hug.


• His drummer, Mike Marsh, was out there as well so I introduced myself and shook his hand.


• Natalie and I got a picture with both of them, but the bodyguard covered the flash with his finger the first time. Natalie had to go help him with the camera, and Chris kept his arm around me.

• My heart was beating so fast and loud that I'm sure they could hear it.

• We got to talk to both of them for a while, and they are pretty chill. Even with the relaxed atmosphere, I forgot everything that I had wanted to mention and to talk about. I think I might have been a little star-struck.

Afterward, I marveled in our wonderful luck. I also secretly laughed at all the other fans leaving the concert who missed out on meeting Chris and Mark because they stayed to watch Panic at the Disco. I wanted to point and mock them. I know, immature, but what can I say? That was how I felt. I was a girl who was on top of the world. While I was there I basked in my good fortune while laughing at other "fan's" blunder.

I wanted to leave you with the video of Dashboard Confessional performing the song Widow's Peak. Unfortunately, the Internet hates me. Better luck next time.

Succumb to peer pressure

I did it! That's it, I'm a blogger. What to say? My friends have been pestering me to get one of these for almost a year. I have lots to say and usually don't know when to stop. Right now I am watching Amazing Race. It is one of my favorite reality shows. You can feel the intense craziness the contestants go through. I love it! I love to watch the competition and the challenges they have to do. Natalie and I have talked about trying out for the show. I heard somewhere that the whole season is taped in just 20 days. Needless to say, I'm a fan. Anyway, I'm sure that you will hear more from me. Until then, Peace out!