Tunes for my morning.

I woke up this morning with the song Super Freak running through my head over and over.

Why?
I have no idea.

It lasted the entire time that it took to get ready for my morning jog.
When I got back from my jog, the song had changed
to....

*drumroll*
You're a Mean One Mr. Grinch.

What is going on in my brain?!
Seriously.

Something about a sunrise...

Waking up for 6 AM practices does have a bright side ever since summer started. I get to watch sun rise up over the mountains each morning and feel it warming up the valley.

This was taken with my Blackberry so please excuse the poor quality.

There is just something about a sunrise that makes you feel like everything just might be okay after all.

Good morning, have a flat!

So I get into my car just after 5:30 this morning to head to practice. I'm driving down the road and something just doesn't sound right. I turned off the radio and listened. Yeah, something definitely wasn't right. I pulled over and got out. Sure enough, I had a flat tire.


I thought about freaking out and calling a man for help, but the fact that the sun wasn't even up yet made me think twice. Determined, I decided to figure it out by myself. Yeah, you heard right, I changed the flat out for the spare all by myself! I hate to toot my own horn, but thats the first time I've done it, so I'm pretty proud.

This is how dirty my hands got...

I feel I also must apologize to my neighbors because I'm afraid my pants my have been falling down in the process. I hope no one woke up to that sight because it can't have been pretty!

So now I guess I have to get new tires. So much for using my stimulus rebate money on something fun...

One of those mornings...

This transitional seasons thing really got to me this morning.
First off, I so did not want to get out of bed. Sure, I could say that pretty much every morning, but I really meant it today! Needless to say, I pressed snooze a few times too many this morning

Then I didn't want to get out of the shower. Now that is an unusual thing for me. I really dislike breathing humid air, therefore I don't care to stay in the shower for an extended period of time. I usually rush through my showers in order to get out as soon as possible. This morning I just wanted the hot water to keep pouring over me and never stop. I wanted it to just wash away everything.

At this point, I was already running late, but that wasn't the end. Today was one of those days where I hate everything I own. It is May 2nd and current 46 degrees Fahrenheit where I am. Is it winter? Is it spring? Is it warm? Is it cold? In Utah, you just can never quite predict. So, how am I supposed to dress? Should I dress to keep warm? Should I break out all my new Spring clothes that I really want to wear? I couldn't decide. On top of all that, I have to keep in mind every activity that I'll be doing tonight. I left my house at 5:30am and I probably won't be back till I'm ready to sleep. I've got to make sure I'm prepared, right? To make my morning a little more behind schedule, I ended up changing my outfit about 20 different times. The funny thing is the outfit I ended up wearing is an outfit that I three times decided not to wear. Did I hang any of the discarded items back up after deciding not to wear them? Of course not, I was running late. So now my bedroom floor is littered with discarded clothing items.

By the time I got dressed it was time to leave and I had pretty much done nothing with my hair except comb product through it. My hair is naturally pretty straight and very fine so its was already mostly dry except in the back. I decided in the interest of getting out of the door quickly, I'd just straighten my fringe. If you know me, you know that I pretty much never leave the house without doing my hair or makeup. Running out to the car sure was fun, I could feel my wet hair wanting to freeze.

With a morning like this, its a wonder that I don't look like a transient off the streets.
Its a good thing I'm so paranoid about being late, my over-planning on time really paid off today. I got to practice right as the clock turned to 6:00.
No sweat.

Good morning snow.

This morning I woke up to the sound of my dad knocking on my door.
Groggily I told him to come in.

Turns out he wanted my camera to take pictures of the huge snow drifts in the driveway/yard. That got my attention, I was out of bed and dressed for the occasion in just a few minutes.

I get outside and discovered that he was not exaggerating. The snow had blow from the next door neighbor's yard into our driveway. The piles of snow were nuts and the snow was still coming down. Guess I'll be staying home today.