Motorcycle!

The motorcycle is a symbol of freedom, power, and living dangerously. Motorcycles are not as safe as "automobiles," they get into more accidents and have less protection than a car. They are more fuel efficient and have more accessibility than most cars. Police use motorbikes, so do gang members.

Why all these tidbits that you probably already know about bikes?

I want a motorcycle!

I've always been interested in motorcycles, thanks to my Uncle Dick who loves them, and old cars. They are beautiful and easy and powerful. I've always associated bikes with the freedom to go where you want when you want. They've been beautiful to me since I was a kid, and the helmets and leather jackets and chaps o so stylish!

One of these days, I will own a bike.

Orange or black?

So beautiful!

Decisions, Decisions

So many decisions.

My mom and I sat down and went over all the decisions I have available to me. After reviewing all of them, and discovering plenty more... I made a choice.

Come December 1st I will be submitting my papers for a mission.

Now, I just have to study like a missionary. My goal: read on lesson of Preach my Gospel every other day, not just read, study.

Table Talk

Monday night dinner. Who knew the entertainment it could provide?

Something to make this conversation more understandable. Our town has no Target, the closest Target is two hours away in Vegas.

"Can you pass the green beans?" Alec (my younger brother)

"I got these for you, they were on sale at Target." Me as I pass the green beans.

Dad, "When did you go to Target?"

Me, "..."

Me, mumbling "Most people just say thank you."

Mom, "Hahahaha!"

We have an older brother named Seth who is very straight faced and tight laced, but, he was not the topic of conversation between my mother, father, Kevin (another younger brother) and myself. Alec on the other hand...

"Hey, did you hear Ali's getting married?" Me.

"Yeah, and who is she getting married to?" My mother (trying to see if I know what she already knows).

"Seth (Last name left out)." Me. I'd like to note here that my mother smiled triumphantly because she already knew.

More conversation about how perfect Seth and Ali are for each other.

"Seth is such a hippie." Me.

"No he's not!" Alec, quite indignant I might add. And he would be right, our brother Seth is anything but a hippie. If only we were talking about Seth...

Dad, "He sits on the high counsel."

Kevin, "Okay."

Dad, "He gave a talk with his daughter that one week in church."

Me, "Wait, are we talking about the same person? Because the man who spoke with his daughter isn't sixty."

"What?" Dad.

"You said he is sixty on the high counsel. The man who spoke is not sixty!" Me.

"Yeah, but he is good looking." Mom.

"I said he sits on the high counsel." Dad.

"Oh." Me.

"I wasn't paying any attention to him." Kevin.

"Yeah, you were paying attention to his daughter." Dad. Kevin blushes.

Family night dinner. Isn't it about, misunderstandings you can laugh at?

Thanks, but Nooooo Thank you

(Random insertion that has nothing to do with this particular post: The other night I had a dream that a rude boy burped in my face. Fine, I can handle that, so I burped ten times better and it was a long drawn out burp... until he punched me in the throat. Jerk.)

Thank you, for trying to make my life better and ended my pitiful existence as a single girl. Thank you for trying to find mister wonderful and dumping him in my lap (shouldn't it be the other way around?) Thank you for deciding what I cannot decide for myself.

Recently everyone I know has been pushing for me to date a certain someone in my singles' group.

"Tegan, you know who you should ask on a date?"(No, but I bet you're gonna tell me) "Oh Tegan, you would be such a cute couple!"(O, you think so?) "Tegan, I know the perfect man for you!" (Really,... really) NO, you DON'T. You know one of the few eligible bachelors in Kingman. There are roughly 8. Yes, he is cute, yes, he is a nice guy, yes, we did go on a few dates a couple years back. NO I am not interested and NO I don't think he is the perfect man for me. THANK YOU very much.

And why do I have to be the one to do the asking? (You asked)

I'll tell you why, because he is too shy to ask me himself, or he tries to get me to do something and then never mentions it again, or his friend sets us up and he cancels at the last minute and his friend has to be the one to tell me. That is the kind of guys people want to set me up with. Seriously, phrase I hear constantly "he doesn't go on very many dates." or "He's a little shy around girls..." Then WHY for the love of salt and vinegar chips am I a good match for him? What does that say about ME?

I don't want to wear the pants in the relationship, thank you very much.

So, I know you are only trying to help me, but please, if I want to date someone that I see on a regular basis, I will do so. I've done it before. I know you love me and only want my best interest, but please, if I know him better than you do, do not try to set me up with him. Stop being a goey chocolate cookie, or this crevice in my arm, or an old sponge with hair on it. I love you, don't change that.

Thank you.

Sleep

I LOVE my sleep. What can I say more. Sleep is huh-mazing! I love dreaming and closing my eyes to be pulled into a world so similar and so different from my own.

Lately however my dreams have changed. I still love to dream, they have not turned me against dreaming. Where once my dreams were like a grade B sci fi movie, they are now akin to the dreams that take place in the movie "Inception." Don't get me wrong, there were no crazy aliens in my former dreams, but I could tell the difference between dream and reality as distinctly as red from blue. Now however, I sometimes think a moment of dream is a possible reality. For instance I once dreamed I had a fight with my mother, I awoke that morning feeling resentful toward her until I realized the ridiculousness of that notion.

I still love to dream, dreaming is a HUGE adventure for me. Where once I watched all the action from a distance, now I participate in the adventure myself. I love it.