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Tuesday, February 26, 2008


As I try to deal with the death of my car I have learned that I am a big fat baby. My poor parents. Yesterday my friend Elizabeth agreed to take me around Utah to look for a car. She arrives at my house and I get in the car. I must say that I have been in a fog since the breakdown and I am not just talking about the car. She asked me where I wanted to go and I replied I think and i give her kind of an address. How pathetic is that. It has come to my attention that I do not cope well with personal problems. I am a champ when it comes to solving other peoples problems. After my meltdown Elizabeth being the great friend that she is helped me pull things together and we decided that food was the cure so we got some lunch. Isn't it funny how a full stomach brings comfort. We decided to get a little soup and salad action from Olive Garden. We sit and get the cutest little server named Jason. He is precious and quite obviously same sex oriented. Well needless to say we hit it off right away and he expresses his desire to hang out. Answer me this why is it that the only cute guys I attract are homosexual. So this quite possibly could be the most random blog ever. I may not have a car but I do have a new gay boyfriend who told me I was beautiful. What more could a girl ask for. Stay tuned!

Friday, February 22, 2008


So I had the opportunity to go to a dance with my friends Adrian, Jeassica, and Sondi. First of all we had a difficult time finding the place but when we got to our location there was only a handful of cars in the parking lot. Lokking around I say, "Really we are not staying are we". The girls reply, "we should go in and check it out". I surrender to the peer pressure and follow my three friends into what I will refer to as "The Island of Misfit Toys". Sadly I am one of those toys at the moment. I am looking around and thinking to myself and then say very loudly, "these people sure look old". I give in once again to the peer pressure of my friends ( which is very unlike me normally) and I begin shaking my groove thing. Some of the tunes that are being enjoyed are "White Wedding", "Tootsie Roll", and they even play a little Divo. I have officially entered the Twilight Zone. In the middle of my sassy little booty shake a woman taps me on the shoulder and asks, "Is this your first time here" and I say, "Uh huh". To my surprise she informs me that this dance is 31 to 45 singles. I begin laughing hysterically yet again and turn to my friends and say, " Remeber when we are under age". I guess the jokes on us. We decide to get a drink and regroup. I must admit however that we were the best things that had ever happened that dance and I was feeling beautiful. We decide to dance a little more but I sit out for a moment alone in the lobby to pull myself together. Just as the friends walk away a suiter approaches. He looks and says, "So is this your first time here" ( I am thinking wow this must be some underground club that we just happened to fall upon) of course I reply, "Yes it is" well as he pulls out his phone he says, " my name is mike what is yours." Let me just say he is about 5'6", 45yrs old and 150. No thanks! I politely say, "my name is Leah". He shakes my hand and I decide that eye contact is just encouraging him and I turn away. He continues asking where I am from because I have a really cute accent. Why is that I am only approached by the little ones. I think he got the drift when I would not make eye contact because he fianlly put the phone away shook my hand and was on his way. Scary! I quickly found the friends danced a couple more times and left in a hurry. The worst part about the whole situation is that I felt myself staring my not so far future in the face. Though it was frightening I did learn a very valuable lesson and that is next time just stay in the car!

Thursday, February 21, 2008


Last night I was happily on my way to Orem to watch Io perform and to love my sweet boys. Life was carefree when all of a sudden my car started making strange noises and it began overheating. As I pulled off the exit all of the lights came on and my car just stopped in the middle of the road. I put it in park and turned on the hazards and called AAA. I thought "I've got everything under control", but I have to admit I spoke to soon. This was just the calm before the storm! Just as the AAA operator got on the phone the water works started and not just your average tears either!! I began to sob uncontrollably (you know the kind of crying that happens and you can't breath). You know things have gotten bad when the operator out of concern says, "ok Leah just breath, you are gonna be ok". I was truly pathetic. I in turn through my tears replied, "ok, I'm sorry". Of course the tears did not stop. As I am talking to the operator a guy pulls over and pushes me to the side and asks if I am going to be ok. I reply "yes" through sobs and he asks "are you sure"? At this point I'm so out of control that I don't think he can even understand what I'm saying. LOL!! He could not get out of there fast enough. Men can not handle crying women much less a strange crying women.

I then call Elizabeth to tell her I am not coming and she is trying to help me pull it together but my sanity is long gone at this point. I tell her that my sister Rachael is on her way and that AAA is sending a tow truck. Well Rachael gets there and I am laying in my car in the fetal position crying. I mean that literally. I am completely out of control at this point. The next call is going to be an ambulance. I procede to get in her car and she looks at my red almost swollen shut eyes and tells me "in through your nose out through your mouth". I warm up and start breathing. All of a sudden a man in a car pulls in front of my car. We think he has come to help, how nice! What really happened is his GPS told him to turn onto the off ramp and he is angry and swearing. To top it off he gets stuck in the snow. He finally gets unstuck and pulls away.

Shortly after this my Chubby and greasy Italian tow truck driver shows up and to add insult to injury he is a big fat jerk. I even had the opportunty to see his crack a couple of times. GROSS! He then asks me where we are taking the car and I say Sandy and he yells, "I know give me the address". I am not sure if he realizes that I am a large hysterical woman and that in this condition we are filled with super human strength. So after I fight the urge to rip his arm off and feed it to him I get in Rachael's car and she kindly drives me home. I must say that I have the best friends and family. You will all be happy to know that I am not in prison for assaulting the tow truck driver and I have even stopped crying. I hope you enjoyed my hysterics and stay tuned for more to come.

Sunday, February 17, 2008


Well hello all. I am not sure how often I will be able to update but I promise to do my best. I am currently living in Sandy Utah with a amazing and fun family the Kenners. I am in cosmetology school at Sherman Kendall's Academy and loving it. I am also working at Guyz n Dollz Performing Arts Academy teaching beginning voice lessons and directing the music for a few performing arts ,my dream job. I must say that life is good. I have the opportunity to see my sister and her family including the cutest little girl on the planet my niece Gracie about once a week. I am also blessed to have my best friend Elizabeth and her family living here in Utah. If I had one complaint it would have to be that this is the harshest winter that they have had in decades. This here Georgia girl is freezing but I have been assured that I am going to make it. What else can I say I have recently lost 70 lbs and i don't plan on stopping there so watch out for me. Well that pretty much sums up my life as of late but stay tuned for more to come.