Last week of school

This week is going to be soooo long. I have so much going on. The snow day really threw a curve in most of my classes so I have a TON of work to do. I have 3 tests, a comp. problem, a paper, and a take home test to get done. I also have to work 8 shifts this week between the three jobs and go out of town this weekend for Matt's family Christmas. uggghhhh.....yikes. As my dad says..."you're blessed to be stressed". I am just very blessed right now.

"Don't Cry Over Spilt Milk"

If there is one thing I have learned in my short twenty two years, it's "Don't Cry over Spilt Milk". I remember family members and friends saying this to me when I was younger, but I don't think it ever really clicked in my head. I used to get so worked up all the time and get cery upset about little things that never really seemed to matter. It seemed to important to me what I looked like, if my hair was perfect, or if my oufit matched just right. I would take everything so personally and become very emotional and care too much about what other people thought. One could say I in fact did, "cry over spilt milk".

It sounds like such an easy thing to do. "Don't cry over spilt milk". Don't worry about things that aren't really important. How does one know what is important to worry over and what isn't? It takes life lessons and maturity to learn what is really important and what isn't.

Don't cry over spilt milk means that I shouldn't get upset over things that aren't improtant or don't really matter in the long run. One shouldn't worry abotu stuff they have no control over, or probably will never even happen. As I've gotten older, I have realized the things are are important to strress over, such as family, good friends, and health. What people think, if the house is totally clean, if the dishes are done, these things are not worth getting upset about, or "crying over spilt milk".

The first time I understood what this statement really meant was when my dad, a 43 year old marathong runner, in the prime of his life, nearly dropped dead of a heart attack while trotting along on his morning run. He felt great pressure in his chest and was rushed to the hospital, not returning home for 11 days. In these 11 days, seeming like 11 years, doctors discovered a "Widow's Block" in the main artery to his heart, causing him to have emergency open heart bypass surgery. My dad was in excellent health, a non smoker, with an excellent diet. It seemd the impossible was indeed possible.

So how did his happen? My dad agreed, he had in fact been one to "cry over spilt milk". My dad has a stressful job and he always seemed to bring his work home with him. Growing up, I coudl always tell when he had a bad day. He seemd grouchy, or as if he had waken up on the wrong side of the bed. I was always terrifed to tell my dad si I had done soemthing not to be so proud of, or if I made a bad mistake.

If there is one thing my dad lives his life by after his scare, it would be Don't cry over spilt milk. I can never tell if my dad had a bad day, or if he is stressed. He is always upbeat and in a great mood. He leaves his work at work, and appreciates the little things in life, keeping his eye set on waht really matters and is worth stressing his heart over. As for me, I am no longer the girl to "cry over spilt milk".

Snowed in

I am totally snowed in my house today. I can't believe Matt made it to work at 6 am this morning. I am so glad we didn't have school, it would have been so dangerous to make the morning commute this morning. I attempted to shovel but we are so plowed in!!!! Failure!

Computer

I still have not gotten my computer back. I am VERY upset by this. WHY must this happen to me when we only have 2 weeks of school left?!?!?!?!?! I had to redue my entire research paper at my parents house...which was a nightmare because I have had it done for almost a month!!!!!!!!!! baaaah!!!!!!! The woman told me it would be done Wednesday at the latest, so when I went to pick it up Wednesday after school the lady seemed puzzled as to why I was there. She told me it was not done and that SHE would call me...probably Thursday morning she said. SHE STILL HAS NOT CALLED ME!!!!!!!!!!! It is MONDAY!!!!!!!

Christmas...

I have absolutely no clue what I am going to get anyone for Christmas. I have two teenage brothers and they never like what I get them...I know they probably just want money but it not gonna fly with me. I don't know what to get my mom and dad, or even my boyfriend. I just got him a tree stand so that was supposed to be his Christmas gift, but I have to get him something! We draw names on my mom's side of the family, but luckily my mom and aunt, who are the only two sisters, just buy all the gifts anyways. My mom starts shopping for my Aunt jane super early, we always make fun of her. They always pretend to be on a budget for Christmas gifts....they have no idea what a budget is. We were shopping on black Friday when I picked out a dress I really liked, and my Aunt asked how much it was, and it was a little pricey, and she told me she would get it for me but it might be my only gift! What a joke...they crack me up

Virus taking over..........

Last night I started doing homework around 5, and when I was finally finishing up around 10 with my last assignment...my computer was over taken by a VIRUS!!!!!!!
I don't know what to do...I don't know anything about viruses or anything...and I was looking up a case for my civil litigation class. I really hope I can take it to the computer doctor man to fix it...hopefully it isn't that bad...I am just really worried! Do not need the added stress this week!!! GRRRRRRRR
:Z

What I want for Christmas...

This adorable puppy is unfortunately not my puppy. I just really really want one like this for Christmas!!! Its called a morkie poo. I think it is a maltese, yorkie, and poodle cross. All I know is that it is adorable and I really want a puppy. I really miss my dog Molly. She is at my parents house and my dad will not let her come stay with me! His exact words were, "Pup is my pup! She goes where I go!"
:(

Thanksgiving

This year for Thanksgiving we went to my Aunt Jane's house in Madison. It was the first year ever we have not had Thanksgiving at my parents house. It was weird to not have everyone over at our house. My boyfriend and my dad and brothers usually hunt on Thanksgiving and then we have everyone over. Matt did not come with us this year because he had to work Friday morning at 5 am...so he was all alone. It made me really sad....but he said that he would rather hunt...

Three Jobs...

Well i just started interning at the Huesmann Law Office in Holmen. This now makes three jobs. The good thing is that I am paid for my internship, and it is a set schedule. I am interning Tuesdays 1-5, Thursdays 1-5, and Fridays 12-4. The sad thing is that now my nappy time is gone. :(
I have been interning for 2 weeks now, and it is starting to be a lot. I am also doing books about 2 mornings a week, and working at the restaurant 2-3 shifts. I am getting really tired.....

Grandpa Rolf...

My parent's house is very different these days...I moved out in June, my brother moved out in July, and now my Grandpa moved in in September. He isn't ill, or old, my parents just have a big house with a lot of room and no one living in it. I think he is liking it, it just doesn't seem like my house when I go there now, because it is so different. It I go there during the day to see my dog or let her out, my Grandpa is always there. I don't know if my dad likes it very much.

Thursday

Well I am very excited because starting this week, I only have 1 class on Thursdays. I used to have a three hour long computer class that drove me bonkers. It was only one day a week, but I honestly cannot pay attention for three hours!!! It was only an eight week class, which I had no idea when I signed up for it. I am soooo happy!!!!! The class was a nightmare. We had tons of homework for it. I feel like I have so much more time on my hands now....yay!

The Duck Marsh...

Well I went out in the duck marsh yesterday with Matt, Dad, and my brother, Jack. I didn't venture out into the water, or shoot the gun, but I sat in the boat freezing my tushie off. We actually had a lot of fun, but the 4 hours got a little long for me. I should have brought a magazine...

Hunting Season...

Well this weekend is opening weekend for duck hunting. This doesn't mean much to me....but it does mean that I will not see much of my boyfriend for the next 3 months. Hunting is Matt's life...I don't really get it I guess and I don't like to eat Duck, or Deer, or goose for that matter. My mom and I always say..

"Don't Kill the geese...they mate for life!"
then Matt says...
"That's why I kill them in pairs!!!"

We want to make T-shirts with these sayings on it.
;)

Tapping of the Golden Keg...

Every year my crazy family has the tradition of attending the annual tapping of the Golden Keg event Friday morning at Oktoberfest. We all meet at Sloopy's at 7:00 am bright and early on Friday. My Uncle Rick...aka "Dr. Rock" plays live at Sloopy's on the radio and the bar is so packed that you can't even move. There are old people, young people, crazy people...it's a blast. We really aren't big boozers but we have such a good time at this yearly event. As you can see in the picture...we always bring our crows. My Dad and his brothers have always had a thing with crows...and they have a crow caww to go with it. I don't really get it, but they are pretty funny. Two years ago my Uncle Paul brough a plastic crow on a stick to the fest and attatched a clothes pin to the beak. He stuck dollar pills in it and would put it over the crowd when we went to Del's, after Sloopy's, to pay the bar tenders. This year, they let us be in the little parade on the way to tap the Golden Keg at the South Side Fest Grounds. He even made a huge banner that said "Polish people going to drink beer". It was pretty funny...the only bad thing was one of our crows was stolen!!!! If anyone sees a crow on a stick with an Aaron Rodgers jersey on...he belongs to me!!

VMA's...

So last night I was watching the MTV Video Music Awards, and the first award presented of the night was best female video. The nominees were Beyonce, Taylor Swift, Pink, Lady Ga Ga, and someone else but I just can't remember. Anyways, Taylor Swift won, which was a big shock, and she was so happy and was giving her award speech and Kayne West jumped up on stage, interrupting Taylor, and screamed out that Beyonce had the best video of all time. Taylor stood of stage by herself, white as a ghost. It was unreal!!!! Kayne probably just ruined his career. Yikes.

kidnapped girl...

I cannot believe that this even happened. If the step dad saw the car and took a bike...and called the police and they never found this poor girl...after all this time...especially when no body ever turned up....I just think this is unreal...

Police: California Girl Kidnapped 18 Years Ago Kept as Sex Slave in Couple's Backyard
Thursday, August 27, 2009


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Jaycee Lee Dugard, shown in this family photo, was kidnapped at age 11 and allegedly held as a sex slave for 18 years until her release this week.
Jaycee Lee Dugard, shown in this family photo, was kidnapped at age 11 and allegedly held as a sex slave for 18 years until her release this week.
An 11-year-old California girl kidnapped in 1991 while waiting for a school bus has been found alive, and a convicted sex offender is accused of raping and fathering two children with her while he and his wife held her captive in their backyard.

Despite the shocking revelations, the discovery of Jaycee Lee Dugard brought sudden relief to her family 18 years after their young girl disappeared.

Dugard had been kept with the two girls, ages 11 and 15, in a series of tents and sheds hidden behind the Antioch, Calif., home of Phillip and Nancy Garrido, the El Dorado County Sheriff’s Office said Thursday at a news conference. The couple has been arrested on several charges stemming from the discovery.

Dugard and her two daughters are "in good health, but living in a backyard for the past 18 years does take its toll," Undersheriff Fred Kollar said.

Now 29, Dugard was reunited Thursday with her mother, who was overjoyed to learn the ordeal was over and the daughter she feared dead was actually alive and well.

Dugard's stepfather, Carl Probyn — the last person to see her in 1991 and a longtime suspect in the case — said he was overwhelmed after doing everything he could to help find her. He said the news that she was found was like winning the lottery.

"To have this happen where we get her back alive, and where she remembers things from the past, and to have people in custody is a triple win," Probyn, 60, told The Sacramento Bee.

The Garridos were arrested Wednesday after Phillip Garrido raised suspisions of campus police at the University of California, Berkeley. Garrido was spotted there with two young girls trying to gain access to the campus library, Kollar said.

Campus police then notified Garrido's parole officer who arranged an interview. Garrido, who was on parole from a 1971 conviction for rape and kidnapping, arrived for the meeting accompanied by the two girls, as well as wife and another woman, named Allissa.

Allissa later was identified as Jaycee Dugard, the blond, pony-tailed 11-year-old who was taken from the school bus stop minutes after she left her South Lake Tahoe home in 1991.

"None of the children have ever been to school, they've never been to a doctor," Kollar said. "They were kept in complete isolation in this compound."

The Garridos are being held in the Contra Costa County Jail in Martinez on potential charges of kidnapping and conspiracy on Wednesday, police said. Phillip Garrido also could face charges of rape by force, lewd and lascivious acts with a minor and sexual penetration.

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At the Garrido's house, barriers were constructed to "inhibit outside viewing and prevent the victims from contact with the outside world," Kollar said.

Garrido was on lifetime parole and his arrest raises questions about how closely parolees are monitored. But Kollar said a parole officer who had visited Garrido's house previously had not noticed anything amiss — the compound was well concealed by shrubs, garbage cans and a tarp.

The neighborhood is described as a residential area, with the Garridos home raising no suspicion from the outside world as to the horrific compound concealed in the backyard.

Neighbor Helen Boyer, 78, described the Garridos as nice and friendly and said they cared for Phillip Garrido's elderly mother.

"If I needed something, they would be the first I would call on," Boyer said.

Dugard left for school the morning of June 10, 1991, dressed all in pink and stood at the bus stop two blocks from her house. As her stepfather watched from the driveway, a gray car with two people inside pulled up, grabbed the child and sped away, according to witnesses.

In media reports at the time, the girl's stepfather said he heard Jaycee scream then jumped on a bicycle and frantically pedaled after the car in a failed effort to follow it up a hill. He then turned around and shouted at neighbors to call the police.

The case attracted national attention and was featured on TV's "America's Most Wanted," which broadcast a composite drawing of a suspect seen in the car.

Click here for more on this story from KTVU.com.

The Associated Press contributed to this report.

Blogging...

I have never had a blog before, probably because I had no idea how to set one up. My mom thinks blogging and putting personal information on the internet for anyone to see is crazy, so she probably wouldn't like it very much! I can't wait to tell her I have to do it for school! :)