Sometimes I forget that I am supposed to be a mature adult and have conversations like these...
*Ring Ring
Nick: Thank you for calling Discount Tire Company, this is Nick how can I help you?
Me: Hi Nick, this is Amber Shimp and I was just in your store getting a tire replaced. Can I talk to Greg, the man who helped me?
Nick: He is actually with a customer right now.
Me: Oh (surprised face at this point). Well, can I ask you a question?
Nick: Sure
Me: Is he single?
Nick: (chuckle) Um, he actually just got engaged (chuckle)
Me: (panicking) ok thanks BYE
*Click
04 July 2009
22 June 2009
Disaster Dream
I had a wedding dream last night. It was a disaster! I didn't actually see the wedding ceremony, and I'm not sure if we were even married at this point, but we all went to a church building for the reception. Apparently, someone else was holding their reception at the same cultural hall at the same time as us. I remember walking around in a long shirt that I was using as a dress. The entire length of my legs were being exposed and I kept pulling it over my rump to make sure at least that was covered. I felt so immodest being in an LDS church building wearing this, but none-the-less I continued to prance around trying to figure out what was going on. The other reception was trying to set up at the same time and were hogging the room. I tried dividing it up with the bendable walls in between, but they got mad at me because they wanted the entire cultural hall. On top of that, church was being held too and the Gospel Doctrine class was mad because they wanted their room for class.I was extremely frustrated. No one seemed to care that I was having a wedding. They were too concerned with the other reception and the Gospel Doctrine class. I kept telling my family that we were running out of time and that the guests would be showing up soon. They didn't seem to care, but instead continued to stand around chatting. I was having a major freak out feeling like if I wanted it done I would have to take care of it myself.
At some point during my run-around, I grabbed one of the bridesmaids dresses, from the other wedding who I realize was one of my friend's from my home ward in Washington, and put it on in hopes to cover up my scandalous attire. It didn't fit because it was for someone really skinny, but I zipped it up as much as possible to use as coverage from the hips down. It was really long and I felt like a princess despite how it did not fit my upper body. I felt bad for the bridesmaid that would eventually come looking for it because it would have been previously worn and sweaty from my run-around. It was a really weird dress and all the decorations she was using were from another time period. There were some sort of sea animal decorations all over the place with a lot of colors. She had really gone off the deep end to have all these odd objects sporadically placed. At least she was more prepared than I seemed to be at the time though.
I found the other bride, my friend, in a room getting ready. She had taken up all of the other rooms in the building for her private party dinners. I was really angry and couldn't believe that no one was helping to get mine ready AND that she was hogging every inch of space in the building. I went back to the cultural hall and sat on my knees as someone made some sort of speech from my friend's wedding. I remember looking over at my husband (or future because I still am unsure if we were even married yet) and thinking that he was a stranger to me. He wasn't around helping me in my chaotic despair, but rather looking good from across the room talking to all of his relatives. I remember thinking "why are we even getting married, I don't even know him well enough. How is the wedding night going to work if I'm not even comfortable enough to tell him to help me get this reception working." It just felt like there were too many empty spaces in my head of him.
I woke up and had the sickest feeling about the whole dream. It is a bride's worst nightmare to not have anything prepared, including the reception hall, and an even worse nightmare to look over at your husband and realize you do not know him at all...
At some point during my run-around, I grabbed one of the bridesmaids dresses, from the other wedding who I realize was one of my friend's from my home ward in Washington, and put it on in hopes to cover up my scandalous attire. It didn't fit because it was for someone really skinny, but I zipped it up as much as possible to use as coverage from the hips down. It was really long and I felt like a princess despite how it did not fit my upper body. I felt bad for the bridesmaid that would eventually come looking for it because it would have been previously worn and sweaty from my run-around. It was a really weird dress and all the decorations she was using were from another time period. There were some sort of sea animal decorations all over the place with a lot of colors. She had really gone off the deep end to have all these odd objects sporadically placed. At least she was more prepared than I seemed to be at the time though.
I found the other bride, my friend, in a room getting ready. She had taken up all of the other rooms in the building for her private party dinners. I was really angry and couldn't believe that no one was helping to get mine ready AND that she was hogging every inch of space in the building. I went back to the cultural hall and sat on my knees as someone made some sort of speech from my friend's wedding. I remember looking over at my husband (or future because I still am unsure if we were even married yet) and thinking that he was a stranger to me. He wasn't around helping me in my chaotic despair, but rather looking good from across the room talking to all of his relatives. I remember thinking "why are we even getting married, I don't even know him well enough. How is the wedding night going to work if I'm not even comfortable enough to tell him to help me get this reception working." It just felt like there were too many empty spaces in my head of him.
I woke up and had the sickest feeling about the whole dream. It is a bride's worst nightmare to not have anything prepared, including the reception hall, and an even worse nightmare to look over at your husband and realize you do not know him at all...
19 June 2009
My Week of Excitement
1) I finished the 4th book of the Twilight series. Dang, I wish I were a vampire and met Edward first!
2) I looked at an apartment in Sugar House a couple nights ago which made me SUPER excited for the future changes that are rapidly approaching.
3) My mom called to tell me that my step-dad wants to a) pay 1/3 of my tuition and books b) add me to his health insurance (which happens to be really good) and c) try and convince me to come home for a visit. I'm contemplating taking a week off before school and traveling my way through the NW and back.
4) My dad told me he is fixing a motorcycle for me.
5) I got "butt" called three times by the same person.
6) The company I work for was awarded a few projects. Prayers really do get answered.
7) My dad came into town and I'm meeting him in Southern Utah tonight for a camping trip.
8) Peanut Butter M&M's are soooooo good.
2) I looked at an apartment in Sugar House a couple nights ago which made me SUPER excited for the future changes that are rapidly approaching.
3) My mom called to tell me that my step-dad wants to a) pay 1/3 of my tuition and books b) add me to his health insurance (which happens to be really good) and c) try and convince me to come home for a visit. I'm contemplating taking a week off before school and traveling my way through the NW and back.
4) My dad told me he is fixing a motorcycle for me.
5) I got "butt" called three times by the same person.
6) The company I work for was awarded a few projects. Prayers really do get answered.
7) My dad came into town and I'm meeting him in Southern Utah tonight for a camping trip.
8) Peanut Butter M&M's are soooooo good.
10 June 2009
Grand
I feel light as a feather since I have made a change in my eating due to the 
Biggest Loser that me and my friends are currently engaged in (not all in the picture are playing). I forget how much control I possess when I let my emotional stance take over. I also forgot how competitive I can be. I do not think it is a bad thing to be this way. In fact, I look at it more as a gift from God simply because if people were not competitive in their daily lives, a lot would not have made it as far as they did in their life. Maybe that is how I will be with med school. Just a thought...
Twilight is still taking over my life. I started the second book last night and am really close to being half way done.
I just know that Edward is going to come back. I keep trying to predict how it is going to happen. Is it lame that I have been giddy for the past 3 days because of the stupid books? I show all emotion when I read stuff like this; tears, laughter, sadness, joy. I feel like my heart is going to jump out of my chest most of the time. I cannot sleep because I stay up all night thinking about what I had just read and how certain things will play out. Its entirely possible that I might be day dreaming that it is me in Bella's place...but don't judge me for that statement. I haven't read a book for leisurely purposes in a long time which could be contributing to my obsessiveness. I like it a lot. It is a really nice feeling being that the last few months have been somewhat difficult to find joy in. I need to remember this for my future--getting lost in books to excite my life that is...
Today everyone is pissy in my office. Instead of being mad about it, I am sitting here anticipating my run in the rainy canyon this afternoon, my kickboxing class to follow, and then a quiet evening lying on my bed reading. Life is grand.
Biggest Loser that me and my friends are currently engaged in (not all in the picture are playing). I forget how much control I possess when I let my emotional stance take over. I also forgot how competitive I can be. I do not think it is a bad thing to be this way. In fact, I look at it more as a gift from God simply because if people were not competitive in their daily lives, a lot would not have made it as far as they did in their life. Maybe that is how I will be with med school. Just a thought...Twilight is still taking over my life. I started the second book last night and am really close to being half way done.
I just know that Edward is going to come back. I keep trying to predict how it is going to happen. Is it lame that I have been giddy for the past 3 days because of the stupid books? I show all emotion when I read stuff like this; tears, laughter, sadness, joy. I feel like my heart is going to jump out of my chest most of the time. I cannot sleep because I stay up all night thinking about what I had just read and how certain things will play out. Its entirely possible that I might be day dreaming that it is me in Bella's place...but don't judge me for that statement. I haven't read a book for leisurely purposes in a long time which could be contributing to my obsessiveness. I like it a lot. It is a really nice feeling being that the last few months have been somewhat difficult to find joy in. I need to remember this for my future--getting lost in books to excite my life that is...Today everyone is pissy in my office. Instead of being mad about it, I am sitting here anticipating my run in the rainy canyon this afternoon, my kickboxing class to follow, and then a quiet evening lying on my bed reading. Life is grand.
08 June 2009
Fantastical
I made a mistake of watching Twilight for the first time on Saturday night with my roommate (also a die-hard fan) Somer, and my best friend who refuses to get lured into trends, Katie. 
I am not afraid to admit that it was an amazing experience in the regard that it fulfills my longing fantasy to be mysterious, and desperately loved by the opposite sex who desires to know every little thing about me. The movie doesn't actually portray the humor and depth of their actual relationship as the book, but it was still an excellent film.
After watching the film, I stole the book from Somer and have been reading it since. I only have a couple more chapters left and am dying to know what else happens
that was left out of the movie. I have been thinking about the fantastical experience all day and wish that it was me who found Edward first. Of course, I sound cliche but as I read on I realized how much of a romantic I am. This is why I try not to read material like this becuase it only make me want to find Edward watching me sleep in my bedroom at night. Or even wish to find something similar to their story for myself. We all know that stuff like that doesn't really happen in real life nor even close; especially these days.
I still dream that I will find someone someday that has that kind of love for me as Edward does for Bella. Go ahead and say it, I'm ridiculous...
I am not afraid to admit that it was an amazing experience in the regard that it fulfills my longing fantasy to be mysterious, and desperately loved by the opposite sex who desires to know every little thing about me. The movie doesn't actually portray the humor and depth of their actual relationship as the book, but it was still an excellent film.After watching the film, I stole the book from Somer and have been reading it since. I only have a couple more chapters left and am dying to know what else happens
that was left out of the movie. I have been thinking about the fantastical experience all day and wish that it was me who found Edward first. Of course, I sound cliche but as I read on I realized how much of a romantic I am. This is why I try not to read material like this becuase it only make me want to find Edward watching me sleep in my bedroom at night. Or even wish to find something similar to their story for myself. We all know that stuff like that doesn't really happen in real life nor even close; especially these days.I still dream that I will find someone someday that has that kind of love for me as Edward does for Bella. Go ahead and say it, I'm ridiculous...
04 June 2009
I am...
Doing the Biggest Loser with some friends and a few random people.
I'm going to kick their trash...
I'm going to kick their trash...
Downward Spiral
I just finished reading a blog that my lovely friend, Shara, wrote about her wedding pictures and photographer that took them. She inspired me to write this blog especially since I have been thinking about this a lot.
It seems people do not take pride in their work these days. By that, I simply mean that no one puts forth their best effort and stands by it in what they are performing. Lately, I have been dealing with correcting a lot of careless mistakes that some of the plumbers have made in the past year at my work place. It has cost us thousands of dollars and a few major headaches to improve the circumstances. If someone had just double checked this, or tightened it twice, made a follow up call, or put just a little more thought in it, things would have been okay. No one cares now. They only care about getting a paycheck, buying their $12.00+ meal, a pack of cigarettes, and other unnecessary items. It seems like the value of work is decreasing incredibly fast.
A couple mornings ago I was getting ready to go to the gym. I put a hair-tie in my hair to keep it back from my vigorous work out. As I was making the third loop (which I have done before with that same hair tie and it is brand new) I felt the snap and watched it fly across the bathroom. I couldn't help but think that situation is happening too often in my life. If it is not the hair-tie snapping, it is the bike pump lever breaking. Or the pool flotation having a hole in it before you take it out of the package. Everything is so cheaply made. Maybe that is a good thing because it keeps the economy on the up and up, but at the same time this is only another example of the value of work rapidly decreasing. Manufactures are using cheaper products to make their marketable items and do it in such a way that they do not last very long.
If only people realized the value of work and taking pride in what they do, I think we would see a major change in the attitude of the world. I sound like Miss America giving her statement on how to make the world a better place by writing this. It just makes me a little sad that people living on the earth today are going in a downward spiral in their morale.
It seems people do not take pride in their work these days. By that, I simply mean that no one puts forth their best effort and stands by it in what they are performing. Lately, I have been dealing with correcting a lot of careless mistakes that some of the plumbers have made in the past year at my work place. It has cost us thousands of dollars and a few major headaches to improve the circumstances. If someone had just double checked this, or tightened it twice, made a follow up call, or put just a little more thought in it, things would have been okay. No one cares now. They only care about getting a paycheck, buying their $12.00+ meal, a pack of cigarettes, and other unnecessary items. It seems like the value of work is decreasing incredibly fast.
A couple mornings ago I was getting ready to go to the gym. I put a hair-tie in my hair to keep it back from my vigorous work out. As I was making the third loop (which I have done before with that same hair tie and it is brand new) I felt the snap and watched it fly across the bathroom. I couldn't help but think that situation is happening too often in my life. If it is not the hair-tie snapping, it is the bike pump lever breaking. Or the pool flotation having a hole in it before you take it out of the package. Everything is so cheaply made. Maybe that is a good thing because it keeps the economy on the up and up, but at the same time this is only another example of the value of work rapidly decreasing. Manufactures are using cheaper products to make their marketable items and do it in such a way that they do not last very long.
If only people realized the value of work and taking pride in what they do, I think we would see a major change in the attitude of the world. I sound like Miss America giving her statement on how to make the world a better place by writing this. It just makes me a little sad that people living on the earth today are going in a downward spiral in their morale.
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