Melanie Rose George.

I love you!
I am glad we have been able to reconnect and renew our best friendshipness.
I just had to proclaim that to the world, because you mean that much to me!
Thank you for being there.

Love,
Dee

Disembodied Voices...

Let me tell ya, I am quite the fan of paranormal occurances, but yesterday was just plain wierd.
First of all, I was in my office doing work, when I hear my co-worker/friend Stacey say my name

"Dee"

I look up expecting to see her standing in my doorway. It was clearly her voice, and it sounded like she were standing right next to my desk. But she sure wasn't. No one was even remotely close to my office, except for Chris, and I am pretty sure he cannot impersonate Stacey's voice, nor do I see a reason for him to.

So I walk down the hall to her office and she says:

"I was just about to call you"

Yeah! So I am pretty freaked out by this point. And the thing is for me to have heard her say my name she would have had to yell down the hall for me. And it simply was not a yell.

Now secondly, I was texting with Mike, and we were just chatting away for the whole afternoon.

I had my friend Johnny over, and we were making dinner. I was telling him about a time in highschool, that we lost the Championship series (after not winning a single game for like 6 years) and so I was walking across the field with my cheerleader teammates, when I saw Mike really upset and crying (I shouldn't say that, but he was). So I walked over and gave him a hug and made him feel aaaaall better. Well anyways about 10 minutes after I had told Johnny this story, Mike brings the exact same memory up. We have a LOT of memories, so I just found it super odd he brought it up when I had just brought it up.

Yeah, Gives me the heeby Jeebies.

My third wierd thing that happened was me...walking up to my front door...and seeing a black widow.

Okay so maybe that isn't wierd, but it scared me and I sprayed almost a whole can of spider repellant (even after it had stopped moving, you know, to make sure it was dead).

My interesting baby dream...

Well last night I had a very, VERY wierd dream that I had a baby.
And in this dream, I had someone watching my baby for me while I was across the street at a store. My babysitter had taken my baby into a cafe, and suddenly I see her running out like a mad woman with baby spit up all over her. It looked like for a brief moment baby had turned into Regan MacNeil and projectile spit up all over my poor babysitter. So he comes in and is crying and tells me she can't do it anymore and I have to take my baby home (which I was just thinking, why would she leave my baby all alone in a crowded coffee shop!). So I walk over and I have to disassemble the stroller, and it was like trying to pitch a tent. Nothing was working right, and in my dream it took about an hour just to get the stroller to work right. So I wake up this morning, just terrified out of my mind. Possibly because I would in fact be living this in reality right now if I hadn't had a miscarriage. I do not know what sparked this dream, and it made me really nervous for actually having children.

The Chagrin of Weariness

This morning, I drove through the California countryside, eager for the day ahead. Despite being so desperately tired, I was viewing this workday with my chin up and thinking "today is a beautiful day!".
I didn't realize just how tired I was, until I went to stop at the gas station for some sustenance to get me through the morning (I was hungry, of course!). Well I go to open the door leading into the gas station building, only to find it would not open. I looked at the hours (5 a.m. to 11 p.m.) "DRATS! why wouldn't this door open!?!". I soon found myself with a small audience, their amused faces burning my backside. I pulled and twisted the door knob...when all of a sudden I realized...(whispering to myself) "Push, you fool". Then the door miraculously opened and I was able to buy my SLO Natives breakfast burrito and Water. I was saved, but only by my sluggishly moving brain. Otherwise I would have just walked away....

So there I was...

sitting at my desk. It was only 1030, and I was ready to go home.
Well, more like I was just wanting to take a short nap. But instead I have an explosion of papers on my desk, everything I need to get done today. I also have my sandwich and chips waiting for me to demolish at lunch (which I actually already ate half of my sandwich, I was hungry!). I want to buy one of those chair massasgers, my neck and back are killing me, sitting at a desk for 8 hours (okay maybe only 5 or 6 to disclude making copies or running to the mailroom).
Today, I discovered I am leading a trend. Not one I really wanted to lead, but hey I got everyone sick, so half of my office is gone with whatever I had. Or maybe I can blame this on the Salmonella outbreak from those eggs coming from Iowa or wherever.
Tonight my friend Johnny and I are going to make dinner, he's making meatloaf and I am making mashed potatoes. SO drool worthy. I cannot wait!

Cheerios Snack Mix

I love Cheerios Snack Mix, I think it is one of the greatest snacks in the world.
But anywho. I went to a wedding this weekend, and as soon as Nikki gets the wedding pictures up I will steal some and post them on here. It was a really pretty wedding, it was outdoors and everything was green and sparkly and just perfect. It was super hot outside though, all of us bridesmaids had to get out the rice paper to soak up all our melting faces. I think I did that about 10 times between 3 and 6. Then we finally walked down the aisle, and I had the hardest time not crying. I just think Love is the more beautiful thing in the world, and the clearest presence of God in our lives. But I could talk about her wedding for hours, besides being sick this was all I have really been able to do recently.

Some stories from December 2005:

Hello everyone...well today me and my friend melanie were telling david cole stories about our past experiences, and I decided I would share them with everyone. The first one is from today!
Story Numero Uno - Library
Today me and my best friend melanie were running things to the classes for office aide first hour, when we decided we would cut through the library to get to some of the classrooms. Well you know how there are those bar things that swing to let you in and out? You know, those ones that say "exit" and "do not exit". Yes well me and melanie were walking side by side to go out of the library...when according to her she heard a loud "UGGGGHHHH"...like I don't remember this, because all I remember is running into that bar that said "do not exit", because apparently I am very illiterate...which is kinda ironic seeing as how I was in the library. Anyways that is my first story...I don't know how much you enjoyed reading my pain and embarassment, but hopefully you did.
Story Numero Dos - Bear River
This summer me and melanie had a blast...you know doing things like trying to catch frogs and stuff like that. Well me and mel decided that we would go tubing/rafting down bear river. We didn't have an innertube or anything, so we went to wal-mart and bought those cheap 5 dollar lounge chairs that you use in the pool. Again, here is where I need to learn that reading is essential. The box said that there was only 1 chair...and so me and mel had to share it. So we go to the river and hopped on and started floating down it. Halfway through, after falling off about 50 times already, we reached a part of the river with some pretty crazy rapids. So lucky us, we just had to fall off cuz you know those lounge chairs are not made for those kind of rapids. Imagine me, right after falling off getting stuck in this tree, while melanie is trying to keep from drowning. Yeah well after I am untangled from the tree, I realize I shouldnt have untangled myself, because well I was going to drown. So I grabbed back on and my whole body was like trying to be swept away. I seriously thought I was going to drown, because number 1) those rapids were really fast and the water was deep and number 2) I was laughing too hard at melanie laughing at me and all this water kept going into my mouth. Well finally after about 15 minutes of me begging melanie for help, she decides that this was serious and comes to save me, but not without much difficulty...and let me tell you the moral to this story: always wear a lifejacket...
Story Numero Tres - Curb
This is my last story for the night, but let me explain to you that going out to retrieve 88 cent sunglasses from wal-mart is not worth almost making your best friend become almost mentally retarded. Okay at the beginning of this year, me and melanie were heading out to cheerleading practice and we were going to be late. So I was driving fast to get there. Well I had my sunglasses on the dashboard for some reason, and I didnt think there was going to be any problem with it. Hmm if only I had realized that when I was making that turn...anyways I was in fact turning too fast and melanies window was wide open as I did. And then out went my sunglasses, they had slid all the way across the dash out into the street. Well I just had to go back and get them, cuz you know they were the sweetest pair of 88 cent sunglasses ever. So I turned around and fetched them. Then I had to turn around again and decided that I didn't have enough room on the street to turn all the way around without going on the curb. I didnt think there was a problem, because me having a jeep, it wasn't going to hurt. Ohhh so wrong I was. As I descended upon that curb I saw that right were my tires were going to hit it was super super deep and my tires wouldnt be able to get up on the curb. Well going about 30 miles an hour (maybe a tid bit less) I didnt have time to react, so down I went into that gutter...and boy did melanies head hit the windshield hard when we were suddenly stopped. Also another lesson in safety...always wear your seatbelt when you are with a mentally impaired friend...JK just wear your seatbelt no matter what..
Well if you somehow made it through all my stories, I hope you enjoyed them...and please feel free to comment on how retarded I act. Thanks!

I HAD to post this...April 7, 2009

Dave,
Thank you so much for listening to me and looking up to me. I am glad that I am someone that you can trust and talk to me. I look up to you as well, even if you are younger than me that doesn't matter. You have helped me with more than you know. I know that you yourself have a great future in front of you, you will be successful in everything you do. While I may not understand your reasoning behind everything, I support you 100%. I know you will make mistakes, but i will be there to help you pick up the pieces. I love you my little brother. I care a lot for you and while I will miss you while you are gone, I know that you will be doing something amazing over in Iraq. I love you.
-You loving sister, Daniela

 

Sister, Daniela, I'd like to thank you for the role you've played in my
life. For helping me understand many new things that became valuable
assets to my life, for giving me someone to look up to, for giving me a
reason to pass high school and try to be better than you (although it
hasn't happened yet). Thank you for being there when I needed someone
to talk to, for giving me tips when it came to talking to beautiful
women (that didn't work either), for understanding me in time in doubt.
Thanks for yelling at me and squaring me away when I was out of line,
thank you for helping me realize why I serve in the army, why I do the
things I do and why I continue to live. I know this isn't the final
good bye but I want you to realize that I may not say you but you do
mean a lot to me, and I wish for your well-being; not just while I'm
gone, but forever. I wish you be successful in life, and to have the
strength to overcome adversities and troubles that head your way. I
wish you the best of luck now, tomorrow, forever. Love you sis.

-David Alberto Wahlstrom

Read more:http://www.myspace.com/djwahlst/blog?page=9#ixzz0wQhjCBiy

So...yeah this is such an ingenious idea. If we ever, EVER come across a rise of the dead all we need are Ninjas. Psh, and people were worried. Uhhh hello! Ninjas never die, and kicking these walking-dead peoples asses would be a piece of cake for them.

Mel & I with our dead kitty...meow.

Frisco’

So I went to San Francisco about 2 1/2 months ago, and I went to Alcatraz (which let me tell you was pretty amazing, the history of it is gruesome, and eerie, but it’s one place you have to see if you are ever in the area).

 

 

 

 

 

 

You get to tour pretty much on your own, and I went on a night tour (which it didn’t get dark until the end of the tour, which was a bummer) BUT gosh there is some interesting history there. Look up the Bird Man of Alcatraz. Or the only man who ever escaped Alcatraz by “shipping himself”. It’s cool stuff.

San Fran is a very colorful town in respect to its mix of people and culture. I loved it! And Pier 39 was awesome. They even have a sign welcoming back the sea lions. They mysteriously disappeared at the beginning of this year when all the tectonic movement was happening aka earthquakes, here in California.

Well I advise all to visit this city, I had a great time and hope to visit again soon.

My Life This Past Week…

Well I have been one sick girl. My highest reading was about 102 degrees, and I’ve been in and out of work. I hate taking all this time off, but my boss and co-workers just don’t want to get sick. So I’ve been in bed for almost a week, minus the hours and day I went into work this weekend for drill. I have been on meds, I have been to the ER. It was thought to have been the flu, then Appendicitis, then the flu again, and now pneumonia. So I am still awaiting chest x-ray results.

I can tell by my mucus I am sick...

HAHA Gross, I know. Here I am day 4 of being sick. It is a little bit better today...but still being at drill versus being at home and asleep all day, I think I would like to be asleep.
Besides this morning I showed up to drill and fell in the wrong platoon...yeah I am sure 3rd Platoon was happy to have me but I was so embarrassed when SFC Hidalgo turned around and pointed to me asking "Wahlstrom are you in 3rd Platoon now?". Yeah so off I ran to 1st Platoon, which they thought it was hilarious. I can't help it, when I am this sick I dont know what the heck is going on around me. I hardly remember getting to drill. Oh well, hopefully I feel better by next weekend, I cannot be sick at Nikki's wedding.

** As a side-note, I just found out Mike got food poisoning and has been sick as well. I thought that was mighty wierd.

Chewing Gum.

Lately all I do is chew gum...while I'm working, while I'm cooking, while I'm jogging (with good reason), pretty much all the time minus when I'm sleeping or eating, and yeah maybe taking a shower.

Well there is nothing significant in me chewing gum, I just needed something to get into the coversation.

So let me tell you, that my life is magnificant. It's funny though, because right now, I should be miserable. I am terribly sick, I am throwing myself to the dogs (aka debt), I am struggling in school, and after a year of working here I only half know my job (barely).

But I look at the good things in my life, and its totally taking over the scale.

I have an amazing family, I get to see every couple of weekends. My brother came home from his deployment in April (after a harrowing trip to pick him up, more to come later). I had this opportunity to get my job, permanent and entry-level pay. I haven't developed any major illness, just this bout with the flu. Like I said before I reunited with my high school sweetheart, and I am more in love than ever with him. Its nice to know that even after two years we still are in love. I have some very good friends, and am fortunate enough to keep in touch with Melanie (the best friend ever!) despite our distance and mountainous bumps in our relationship.

So yeah life is pretty much the best. I know the sour things in my life will soon turn sweet, because no ones life is perfect. But I can be perfectly content with all the other perfect things God has blessed me with.

Me and Pinkie, my Unicorn.

Long time, no blog.

Well I have been inspired to write once more, thanks to one of my best friends (Miss Melanie), and even though this post is short, and I keep my blog as more of a memories keepsake for myself, I should probably go out there and find readers. Well life has been wonderful, slightly monotonous, with my life revolving around work, school, gym and sleep...maybe sometimes a social life.
But I have come to find the things that make me happiest are my friends and family, and reuniting with a best friend (hint hint), make life worth living.