Thursday, April 14, 2011

T.V. Time

Day 11: Favorite tv shows.

Currently I don't own a television. I know, I know, this day and age it is strange. But it is true, the only tv I watch is online via either or

So my current loved shows on hulu are:

Modern Family
Biggest Loser
Cougar Town
The Daily Show
Colbert Report


The First 48
Cake Boss
Law and Order SVU

Nothing too exciting, but there they are.

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

“The key to change... is to let go of fear."

Day 10: Something you're afraid of.

I think to be honest, I am afraid of a lot of different things. But I think there are different levels of fear. For instance I have a fear of clowns, but I think it is just a creepy fear. Fear of sharks, I find them amazing creatures, but never in my life would I ever want to come into contact with them.

But my biggest, most over whelming, and horrific fear is: bathophobia.

Now it might sound like I am afraid of the bath. But the actual fear if falling from a high place, more or so to my death. Now this isn't just some fear, it literally debilitates me. I can't think straight, I feel sick, I feel helpless, weak. I get to a certain point height wise and all bets are off. I am scared beyond straight.

Now if I am in a tall building and look down, but know there is a protective shield that is keeping me safe...totally find.

Roller coasters, no way.
Sky diving, um I would probably pass out mid air.

Anything along those lines is a no way, next type situation. Honestly even thinking about it makes me sick to my stomach. I think the main reason it is so scary to me is because I feel like while falling you can actually think about your death coming. You know it is going to happen, just a matter of time. And that time is what frightens me the most about it.

So there, now you know the one secret to get me to say anything. ;)

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

What is a friend? A single soul dwelling in two bodies. ~Aristotle

Day 9: A favorite picture of your best friend.

I have two best friends really. I mean the generic answer is alway the spouse. Well yes, Jon is my best friend. But I do have another best friend that also means a lot to me. She is family, but still another best friend. So here is first, my husband Jon:

Okay so it says favorite picture of your best friend, so ignore the crazy eyed lady sitting next to him. This picture was taken on our anniversary. (Don't ask which one, 'cause I really don't remember) Jon and I fit each other so perfectly. We have our moments and fights over things, but we never seem to be able to hold on to the grudge or fight for very long. I guess it just doesn't seem worth it. He is so intelligent and I am so thankful for him. We are just so good for each other in so many ways.

Love you Jon!

Secondly, my other best friend. Kind of feels only right to have a male and a female right? So here is my other best friend, Kelli:

I love this picture of her because she is just so fun and looks so happy here. Kelli and I are called "soul mates" by my parents. We really were meant to be very close friends I think. She is so much fun and I adore her wonderful sense of humor. She is so smart and is currently going to school for sociology. Every day she impresses me with her abilities and urges me to go outside of my box.

Love you Kel!

Monday, April 11, 2011

New York, New York, New York!

Day 8: A place you've traveled to.

Can you guess where I have gone? Back in 2001 I traveled all the way to New York state. I had the best time there ever! I went in August, so fortunately for me I was able to see the Twin Towers prior to their collapse. I went all over, saw amazing things, beautiful buildings, shops of all classes. Ate at street vendors, visited wonderful restaurants, and danced until my feet were black and blue. It was one of my finest trips EVER.

However, getting there was a WHOLE different event. I was supposed to fly from Spokane to Seattle, and then straight from Seattle to Leguardia Airport in New York arriving somewhere around 6pm . Well the first round of flights was okay, I was suppose to leave at 7am, but for reasons unknown to me, we left at 9:30. Waiting around in the Spokane Airport for over 30 minutes is more than just boring. I get to Seattle, and find out that the airline I am flying with is actually new to domestic flights. In order to fly with them I had to find the International gate. But you see Seattle Airport was currently being worked on, so I was lost. 45 minutes later I was able to find a tunnel that would transfer me to International flights.

After fighting my way to the gate, since I was thinking we were boarding soon, I was informed over the loud speaker that my flight was again delayed for unknown reasons. 2 hours or so later we finally started boarding our plane. I was ready for the long ride to New York and was happy as a clam. Now here I was 20 years old and heading to a state I have never been to, all by myself. (I had my boyfriend meeting me there, he was flying from Chicago to New York after a visit to his dad's.)

When for some reason the pilot proclaimed that we were no longer heading to New York. We were heading to Midway Airport in Chicago, with no explanation. Here I was in Chicago all alone in one of the most dirty, nasty, filthy airports I have ever been in. We all waited in line to receive instructions from the ticket counter, and it was my turn. "I am sorry miss, but the flights to New York at all booked up. We can put you up in the local motel and you can catch a flight out 10am tomorrow morning." That wasn't going to work. I had a hair appointment at the famous Frederic Fekkai salon on Madison Avenue. I started out being nice to the man behind the desk, it wasn't really his fault. But then you see, he became rude. So in turn I became rude, and for those of you that know me...well I ended up "winning".

I was on the next flight to Newark, New Jersey, (Wait that wasn't where I was going right?) close enough. I was informed that I could get a ride with all the other passengers on a buss the airline was providing. I was also given coupons for the "cafeteria". So I went and grabbed some food and asked the lady where the gate was. She informed me that it was at the other side of the airport and I was boarding in 5 minutes. So I took off, running as fast as my little legs would carry me. Only to get there and find out I was delayed around 45 minutes. I sat with other angry passengers.

So we end up in Newark New Jersey, and there is no one waiting for us like they claimed there would be. So we tracked down a Delta employee and asked for help. Well we all ended up having to get taxi's and we were given vouchers to give to our taxi drivers fortunately. After a long ride to New York I finally ended up at Leguardia Airport at 2am. Lost luggage and all I headed to White Plains with my boyfriend and close friend. Two mornings later I received my luggage in the morning. I loved New York, but not the trip there.

The End

Thursday, April 07, 2011

And Action!

Day 7: Favorite movies.

(I realize I am a few days behind, I have been busy!)

I LOVE movies. So to list my favorite would probably take me a week. So here is a small list of a few that I have watched recently that I love.

1. Burlesque
2. Pride and Prejudice
3. Anchorman
4. Black Swan
5. Sense and Sensibility
6. Love Actually
7. The Kingdom
8. Inception
9. The Other Guys
10. 27 Dresses

Monday, April 04, 2011


Day 6: A picture of something that makes you happy.

I don't think there is one picture that can show all of the things that make me happy. But here is one of something that makes me happy currently. We recently bought my daughter a toddler bed and she is sleeping in it all by herself right now. She just looks so tiny and adorable in it. Pleases my heart greatly!

Sunday, April 03, 2011

"Bound To You"

Day 5: A song to match your mood

So this doesn't exactly match my mood, but it has become my favorite song at the moment. So pretty! Enjoy!

Friday, April 01, 2011

Parents are the very last people who ought to be allowed to have children. H.E. Bell

Day 4: Your parents

Karen Kay Chandler Stenzel, born March 26th 1954.

Gary Roy Stenzel, born November 6th 1948.

My parents, oh where to start. First they have been married almost 36 or 37 years in July. They live in Spokane, Washington and my father owns a lawfirm that my mother works at as well. She is a receptionist there and my father is the head attorney. They have had a lot of struggles in their lives and have come out the better in the end. I know they are happy to finally have their house all to themselves and it is much deserved!

Love you guys!