My lovely little St. George excursion.

Well, this past weekend I went to St. George with my good friend, Seana. We left Thursday morning at around 11. Then just before Springville my car's display pops up saying "Charging System Failure," and just then a thought pops up in my mind; "What does that mean?!?!" So I pull of at the very next exit to call my Dad. His thoughts are it's either the alternator or the serpentine belt came off or something. So, I drove my little Piper Pontiac Grand Prix over the overpass to the nearby Walmart. Well, after explaining the sitiation (pronounced sit-chee-a-tion) to the Walmart dude he says I need to take it to an actual mechanic to really get it checked out. About 2 miles later we locate the establishment he suggested and had them take Piper in. After approximately twenty minutes (which seemed like an hour) the guy comes in and says she needs a battery. And it'll be $105 installed. I didn't really have the money to spend, but I did have my credit card with me. What's another hundred bucks on top of the eighty-six I'd spent at Jiffy Lube that morning for an oil change, cabin air filter and regular air filter. Apparently, Piper didn't have an air filter in her. Fantastic. So, the nice people at Johnson's Tire Center in Springville installed the battery and we were off again. The rest of the drive went great, thankfully.
We stopped in Nephi at Reed's to get a burger (and a darn near perfect one at that. If I'm going past Nephi, I do not miss a chance for Reed's. Nope, nope, nope. Take the first Nephi exit, it's on main street on your left hand side. If you've passed the 7/11 you've gone one block too far.)
Then went to Seana's Aunt and Uncle's house to drop off her cousin's wallet. And, I think that was the only stop we made. We arrived at St. George, at my Grandma's house, around 6. Went to IHOP for dinner and went home to watch Tangled. The rest of the weekend was relaxing, did some shopping and just relaxed. I even got a sunburn while sunbathing. It still hurts, but at least I'll be a little tanner now. :]
Saturday night my Grandma made a pot roast and we ate dinner at home. And of course she just can't stop talking, my Grandma, I mean. Which isn't totally a bad thing, but I'd get annoyed at myself for talking that much. Haha. Anyway, the topic was brought up something about the musicals and how Cyprus did such a good job with "Joseph," which is true. But then she brings up, "I don't know why we didn't ever come to anything of yours, Kayli." Then she starts making up excuses; how my Grandpa was sick, which he never was at that time, or how she would've never gone to see Beauty and the Beast because she doesn't like those kind of shows.
Well, I did NOT want to talk about that.

I have always felt like I was the outsider child on that side of the family. My cousin Chris hasn't been around for holidays for years, Erin is close to Lisa's age, and Erika always wants to go swimming and has my Aunt Susan's attention. I've never felt like they loved me. It's always been compliments about Lisa and how beautiful she is and how wonderful a singer she is and how beautiful of a dancer she is. Which is all true, but then it's been, "Kayli, you need to lose weight." Occasionally, I get a comment about my singing, but it always seems to be overshadowed by how fat I am.

So, the dinner goes on and she keeps on talking about how she doesn't like those kinds of shows and blah, blah, excuse, excuse, excuse. And I just didn't want to hear it. I want to talk to her about it, but if I do I'm going to start crying.

It's not all about the show. It's a high school production and your granddaughter has a lead role, isn't that worth something? Even if it's just to go watch her perform and be a support. My Granny never missed a show, well a musical at least, plays she didn't care for as much, and I wasn't really in anything like that so it doesn't really matter and that doesn't matter to me as much. Beside that fact, Granny never did like Grease or even West Side Story, but the point is, is that she went. She supports me in all I do, even if she doesn't really care for it. And just for ONCE I'd like for her to just support me. I just wanted them to see me in my element, doing what I love and just show some support. Family should support family. I didn't feel loved and I still don't really.

She had said to me that Susan and her talk all the time about me and how sweet I am and how great of a personality I have and how I'm becoming my own person. I've been this way for years, you've just never been around to see it. Never stopped being selfish for just a minute to just want to be there to support me.

I feel really unloved and unsupported by them and by my Grandpa and Aunt Mary and all the people on that side of my family because they have never once tried to support me in anything. Sure, you came to my graduation, whoopie. How boring is that.

Anyway, there's lots more to type on this subject, but I need to eat something and get ready for work. Thanks for letting me babble and ramble and get some frustrations out. I needed it.

Loves loves.

How many times will it take for me to get it right?

Well friends,

It has been a while since I've last blogged. Some things have been new in my life; February 10, 2011 my Mom and I joined Weight Watchers. In this first month I lost 5.4 pounds :D I consider this tremendous success! Now, it won't put me to my goal of 40 pounds by my 21st birthday, but it will have been 25 pounds. And quite frankly I'm going to keep doing it. I'm not sure how much my Mom has lost, but I know she's still lost. And we're gonna be skinny and sexy together, I tell you what! :]

And I think that's all that's new. But it's EXCITING! Well, I think it is at least! :]

I'll try to not go so far in between posts, but tomorrow's this week's weigh in. Cross your fingers I at least lose!

Loves loves. :]

Made a wrong turn, once or twice. Dug my way out, blood and fire... Welcome to my silly life.

Well, when I thought of writing a blog it sounded like a real good idea. Now, I have no motivation to type. Haha. Oh my.
Oh well. Tomorrow I get to go back down to Provo and I hope hope hope hope hope this is the last time for a while. A real long while, preferably.

I lost 4.6 pounds this past week, well that's what I found out when I weight in Thursday February 17th. Lets keep this losing weight stuff going, yes?! Sounds good to me!

I should probably go to bed soon. Ha. We shall see how THAT one works out. :]

Loves loves. :]

"Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're gonna get."

Today is Tuesday January 25th, 2011. I'm two days away from the two weeks mark of the beginning of my diet. And as of this morning I have gained .4 pounds. Grrr. I am somewhat proud though because I have lost 12 pounds from my heaviest weight...but still. I'm supposed to have lost 2 pounds to keep up with my goal of 40 pounds by July 12, 2011. I'm not going to give up...this is just a minor set back. Yes sir, it's just a minor setback. You have the motivation and the want to lose the weight, Kayli. So DO IT! :]

Just a pep talk. Haha.

But life is going well, the usual ups and downs. We finally hired another person. Her name is Barbara, her Mom is a customer of ours, and she actually got glasses from us as well two or so months ago. She's 5 months younger than me and has a 4 month old baby girl, who is A-DORABLE by the way. And things are looking good so far, but only time will tell. I hope it's promising. :]

Loves loves.

Eyes of the Devil...

"Eyes Of The Devil"

It irks me when i get burned
And i realize, i don't get hurt
And always, it seems I've lost my way
When i feel you, it's not enough
And i need you to shun my touch
I notice the season's ripe for change

I'm weak
I'm weak

So with every new lesson learned
I could keep you before it turns
And the knowledge that things won't be the same
Now i realize that you have won
And there's nothing to be said or done
And i notice the wind won't blow my way

So run with the eyes of the devil
And keep them in your dreams
If you succumb to the lies of the rebel
You'll cleanse yourself of me

It kills me to watch this fade
And i realize it's all charade
And every mistake i make is the same
I beseech you to let me drown
Will it please you to let me down
And no one can save me from the pain

So run with the eyes of the devil
And keep them in your dreams
If you succumb to the lies of the rebel
You'll cleanse yourself of me [x3]

Jesus, save me! (I'm weak) [x5]
Jesus, save me from me

The first post of 2011....

I have decided. This is going to be a good year. If only this stupid depression would go away. But I'm working on it. :]

Forever and ever...

Well, it has certainly been a while, hasn't it? Well, life has been pretty good. Full of the usual ups and downs but mostly ups. :] Which, for me, is most excellent. Christmas went well here in the Christensen house. My favorite present, is one I bought about a month and a half early, is my 2004 Pontiac Grand Prix. :]]] It is-a gorgeous! :] Oh, and I did get a new iPod, of the Nano sort (it's a touch screen, cool, eh?!?!?)

Well, I was just reading a friend's post about being 17 months from 30 years old. And right now I'm just shy of 6 months from 21 and he set a goal to lose 60 pounds in the next 17 months. So, about 1 pound a week. So, in my want to lose weight as well I have to decided to try my damnedest to lose 40 pounds. That's giving me about 6.6666666 pounds to lose a month. And I think that is something that is very doable! And I'm going to do it. If I lose 40 pounds (from what I weigh now, well as of this morning) that will put me at about 193-194ish pounds. Which is a weight I haven't seen since junior high school. But I want to feel better about myself. I'm so so so so sick of looking at my sister and being jealous. Now, granted I don't think I'll ever feel as beautiful as her because I just don't feel I've got a gorgeous face and personality as she does. Which, I'm hoping that changes right quick with the change of my body. I thoroughly recognize that I need to lose over double 40 pounds ultimately. But, I'm hoping that I can find the motivation and desire to do so. But I think 40 pounds is a dang good start. I'm setting a before New Year's Resolution resolution; to get on every week and display my progress. Wish me luck! (Oh, and I think plenty of prayers will do greatly as well) :]


OH! I almost forgot to say this last thing. I absolutely LOVE my best friend, Kevin. He is an amazing man whom I've known for a good 14-15 years now. And I can't wait to add on 50 more years. I love you, Kev! :]]

Loves loves! :]