Today I would like to pay tribute to my good friend "Idaho's" deed for the day. This small deed allowed one small step forward for woman around the world.

We have all been in this situation or one similar. Minding our own business, walking into a store, down the street, ect. And then you hear it. "Ma'am...scuse me maaammm. Do you have any spare change?" We see out of our peripheral vision a person, a person who just happens to be a transient. We sigh and take a deep breath in. Wondering if what is running through our heads will filter the madness out before reaching our lips. Most of the time for me it does. I quickly say "no", which is usually the truth, and carry on with my errands. I don't carry cash. Why? Because I will spend it. I will spend my hard earned money on useless items. So why would I spend my hard earned cash on someone that I do not know? Well, I often fall for their story and dig some change out of my pocket. But why do I feel so inclined to do this? I feel like I need a hand out half the time. Wouldn't it be great to spend time outside in the sunshine, having people give you money? Yes, at times it would be. Then I remember I have self respect and don't assume others owe me anything.

So anyways here is the situation that occurred today. (At a wal-mart none the less).

My friend "Idaho" is looking at some items. Man approaches and tells her he is trying to buy diapers for his kid but is a $1.50 short, "they must have changed the prices". Idaho just happens to have some cash and decides to help this stranger out. Mind you Idaho also has a baby of her own to feed and clothe. A few minutes later on another isle she sees this man hustling another lady. Idaho notices and follows him for a few minutes. He is saying the same story to other ladies. Idaho decides to approach this man and confront him. Good for her. She asks for her money back, and the man says no. It wasn't necessarily about the money, but the principle behind it all. Idaho confronts him for lying with this horrible story about his children's diapers to get money from woman who are alone shopping. How awful is that! He had a entire scheme. It is sad, and embarrassing. He pretty much runs out of the store. Hopefully humiliated and realizing that people are on to him and his scheme.

So now I may sound like a b-i-t-c-h. I feel horrible about this. And the song Moments by Emerson Drive comes to mind.

I was coming to the end of a long long walk When a man crawled out of a cardboard box Under the E. Street Bridge Followed me on to it

I went out halfway across With that homeless shadow tagging along,So I dug for some change Wouldn't need it anyway

He took it lookin' just a bit ashamed He said, You know, I haven't always been this way

I've had my moments, days in the sun Moments I was second to none Moments when I knew I did what I thought I couldn't do, Like that plane ride coming home from the war

That summer my son was born

And memories like a coat so warm A cold wind can't get through

Lookin' at me now you might not know it But I've had my moments.

When I hear this song it makes me cry. I don't know where these people come from, or what their journey in life has been. They may have been war hero's, are someones true love, had a loved one die and lost it. It is not my place to judge them. But I do. And I hate myself for it. But I also hate that there are people in the world scheming others out of their hard earned wages.

That is all.

Another Strange Day for the Queen Bees....

And so it began...... A somewhat rainy day. Two girls trying to get out and catch up....

But I soon realize that every time I am with Rachel I notice strange things.

Rae introduced me to this hidden little gem of a place. Not exactly sure what or where these bikes came from. When we asked the guy he said, "All over the world". Sounds kinda shady, but whatev. They had some nice vintage rides to choose from. Most of which were way overpriced.....But I did find a purple Vintage Cruiser! I love it. I still need to find a name for it.

After we left we went for a stroll around the Sugar house area. It is so gorgeous up there!

Here are a few strange encounters we had today:

1)Man on motorcycle riding on the sidewalk like a bat out of hell with the most ridiculous/funky helmet I have ever seen. It was strange

2) A very plump lady being man handled by her boyfriend who was 1/3 her size. It was gross.

3)Man with a bou-font hair due at the gateway. He left his house knowing he looked GOOD! O

4) Strange man at the bike shop trying to cut us a deal like we were in Mexico.

5) A house that looked like a shed. In the middle of other houses. I'm not sure who lives there, or how it past inspection. It was strange though. (This picture does NOT do it justice. It must be about 400Sq. ft. Shack on the left side of the pic....)

6) A nice man who we met on our bike ride who found out I was looking for a home. He told me his friend was selling one for $160,000 down from $300,000 bc he was in a bind and had to move. So we went to look at it. No, it was $245.000!!! Thanks a lot Franks friend. Thanks for fooling two Innocent girls into going on this chase for a make believe steal of a deal.

7) And finally a house with a Penis on it. Yes,I mean the anatomical part that is only on males. Worst part is Rae saw it a month ago, and they still haven't covered it up yet. Why? Why oh why would you do this to a very nice looking home Dear Penis House people? It hurts my heart.

Some Random Thoughts.....

Lately on my mind:

*Corn Dogs (I haven't had one in years, but lately I can't stop thinking about them. I even had a dream about a crispy delicious corn dog)
*Akon (love him)
*Cadburry Mini Eggs
*Life
*Carmel Macchiato's
*Springtime
*The Gym....ugh....
*Trying to process the fact that I heard a story (through a friend) that his friends mother once adopted a puppy and breast fed it!!! No joke! Regrettably this story is not made up.
*And also....same person who's mother let a puppy suckle her breast, brother whom is 22 still believes in Santa Claus.

Damn Kelly Pickler

So I have always had a huge hang up with Kelly Pickler. The dumb statements she makes, how ditzy she is, and her huge boob job. But in reality she does have talent, and she doesn't help my self conscious body image issues. Damn her.

Snyder's did it again......

they perplexed me. i just bought these new hot buffalo wing pretzels, and have been eating them on the bed for the last hour, trying to decide what i think of them. why would this be so hard? there are many snacks out there that don't require you to decide. rather, its automatic, like the trustee fig newton, or perhaps some chocolate flavored twizzlers.

but snyder's is smart. they make is difficult for a consumer to decide what they REALLY feel about a product. it's smart because this indecision may lead to multiple purchases. you know, so you can eat enough and really get an idea of the flavor there.

well, i like buffalo wings. i like them a lot. the pretzels actually do taste like wings. they even have a slight chicken flavor, which sounds disturbing, but isn't.

i think i might like these.

Go Fight Win! BYU's Newest cheerleader and outfits...

I often times see very strange things. People looking retarded in cars, perhaps someone dancing strange in a store, weird signs, ect.

Most of the time I am by myself, or with my Queen Bee and we get a good laugh. These are the little things that keep my life happy. I do understand that others misfortunes should not make me smile, but they do. So sue me!

As I was house hunting last week I managed to site this gem going on a walk with his dog. And luckily I had my camera.

Yup, that is a cut off BYU hoodie, and tight striated pants. And I mean those suckas were

t-i-g-h-t! Good on him for feeling so comfortable ya know.

But really? Come on peeps! Get it together:)

I don't want to die.....

I have been reading up on/taking care to notice the studies having to do with red meat and dairy and the effects it has on our bodies. I have even read the hilarious book "Skinny Bitch", which is a short gripefest that encourages women to adopt a Vegan diet in order to live longer and better lives and to lose weight, therefore becoming a "skinny bitch". This all coming from two ex-models (figures). Anyway, they brought up great points in the book, ie: Red meat is decaying flesh and what do you expect your system to do while/after you feed it this?

Anyway, I loved the book but have not yet adopted a vegan lifestyle myself, mostly because of my carniverous husband and it ain't easy switching from eating a little meat to no meat and no dairy and tofu and soy this and soy that. Sounds complicated, right? That's because it is. Did you know they sell substitutes for butter, sour cream, cheese, and even hot dogs? I love butter and cheese, and I just don't know if I can go and "substitute" them. They have been friends of mine for years, and I don't substitute the people (or dairy products) that mean a lot to me. It's just not loyal.

Veganism is one thing, but what about red meat? I read this morning that women who ate large amounts of red meat had a 20 percent higher risk of dying of cancer and a 50 percent higher risk of dying of heart disease than women who ate less.

This is news to me. I mean, not entirely, but the percentages are mildly jolting! How much do you love your T-bone slathered in ketchup? Or your filet medallions?