Feb/100
California. The Beach.
You know what happens in California in November?
I’ll tell you.
No one wears swimsuits. It is forbidden. Everyone goes out into the ocean in their clothes.
But first, you must remove your shoes and place them wherever April tells you.
If you’re like JJ, you try to outsmart the Ocean.
The Ocean wins. The Ocean always wins.
Then, you just take the waves as they come.
Afterwards you change out of your wet clothes in the middle of the street.
What? I see nothing wrong with this.
Feb/100
House Update
The past two weeks have been the LONGEST weeks I have experienced in a long time. Time hasn’t moved this slow since I was 10 years old waiting for Santa Claus. Wait. When do you stop believing in Santa? Screw acurrate anaologies. It’s moving slow. It feels like we put the offer on the house 3 months ago, but it’s only been 2 weeks.
You see, at first I was excited. Yay! House buying time! Lets move! Do a little dance.
Then reality set in.
I know you have to pay to live (either rent or paying for a house). But, having that big HUGE number that you’re going to end up paying the next 30 years? Yeah, that’s scary. I’m not complaining about the price. I understand that’s how it works. Its just a HUGE commitment to make. To me it’s 20x’s more difficult that getting married. Marrying JJ was an easy decision to make. I wasn’t scared at all. We lived together for 3 years before tying the knot, so what was there to be scared of? But this house stuff? Wow.
The suspense and fear of it not working out is literally killing me. I just want to sign the papers and get it over with. See me? I’m dying over here.
I’m not really dying. Duh. No one dies of impatience. Do they?
Want to die of cuteness overload? Here ya go!
I figured having a crappy iPhone photo of me and my dog ended this post nicely. But it was weird not having some sort of closing sentence. So, there you have it. One perfectly crafted closing sentence.
Jan/100
California Part Two
Since this trip was spur of the moment, we only had one day to spend in California before heading home. We had a big decisions to make.
Go to SeaWorld or go to the beach with a tour of USS Midway.
I really wanted to go to SeaWorld. I also wanted to tour Midway. We decided the beach. The question was, which one?
I was assigned to be the navigator. That’s not true. I just told JJ where to drive and we ended up at Coronado Beach. Due to the fact you get to drive over this bridge:
Freaked out yet? Here is a close up:
I HATE bridges with water underneath them. I don’t know what it is. I get on these things and I just think the car is going to fall off the side. Then there is water all around you and there is alot of screaming. The mind just goes CRAZY when I get on these things.
But, I was feeling risky so I said, “Let’s go to Coronado!”
Silly me.
I’m still alive.
I asked April to pose and do funny stuff in front of the fountain. She was reluctant.
She ended up giving in and water blew straight out of her mouth.
She’s here all night folks.
Jan/101
California Trip Part 1
In an effort to get my mind on something else, I’m going to talk about our trip to Southern California at the end of November. My family (minus the little brother Austin) went there for my Great Aunt Delpha’s funeral. She is my Grandma Dansie’s brother (Reid) wife. She spent the last 2 years of her life suffering from Lukemia and other things. She was awesome. Everytime we went to San Diego we stayed with her and Uncle Reid.
We left on Thursday morning and drove. Then, we drove some more. Guess what happened after that? Yup. Driving. 12 full hours of driving.
See?
So, I just took photos of April.
April performed photo bombing of my self portraits.
We didn’t spend the entire day in the car. There was that one time my dad just sort of left the freeway without telling us.
So, we did get out of the car once or twice.
We arrived at 6pm-7pm that night. The funeral was on Friday. I think. I don’t remember. I didn’t take any photos that day, cause I suck like that.
But! Luckly someone else was. Here we are (minus Austin) at the Country Club after the funeral hanging out with the California cousins.
That night me and Ape went and hung out with our cousin Courtney. We attempted to go see Doug. He is Ape’s friend that moved to San Diego to go to school. We were going to watch his band play at a local bar. But, like true Dansie style we got bored and left.
Next up, our day at the beach!
Jan/100
The Word Is
There is another offer. We have to submit our final offer by noon tomorrow then the owner will make his decision. Do we know what that offer is? No. Of coarse not. What is this? Craigslist?
Why can’t buying a house be like buying something off craigslist?
Like this:
“How much will you give this to me for? $180?”
“How about $190?”
“Lets see what I have in my pocket. I only have 20’s. Do you have change for a 20?”
“No. I guess I’ll take $180.”
But nooooo. It has to be frustrating and suspenseful. Just tell me like it is. All this silent bargaining crap is driving me nuts. I keep thinking the worst. Then I get over it and go back to thinking about filming myself at the stove cooking and then blogging about it. Did I just say that out loud?
I did.
We are going to cut the closing date to 3 weeks. Maybe offer a little more, maybe not. I have a pro/con list and we are going to decide if it’s worth it. I think it’s worth it. Its just convincing JJ that it is. I have 4 hand written pages. Is that too much? If I had time I’d input all this into excel and do graphs. But, for right now it’s just a rough draft of how my brain thinks. Is it worth it to offer more and pay $50 more a month for a bigger garage?
Yes. To not paint the walls? Yes. To have new carpet? Yes. To have a yard? Yes.
Deep breaths, Ashley. Deeeeep breaths.
Jan/101
The House We Put An Offer On
Today at 2:15pm we wrote up an offer for this house. 3 Bedroom, 1.5 Bath. 2338 Square Feet.
Everything in this house has been updated. The best part? Stove built into the bar! Cooking show! Also, notice there are no top cupboards. So modern. No open cupboards to bang your head on.
Nice living area.
Fireplace! (There is also one in the basement).
Dog door!
Here we are looking at the back. The lawn needs some Ashley love.
What? Built in BBQ? I’ll take it!
TREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEssssssssss. Don’t you worry. I’ll plant more.
Please send out good vibes to the universe for me. You know how certain people of the god believing persuasion say, “Pray for me”? I’m just asking you to do what you’re really doing. Because prayer is just telling the universe what you want, so you act on it. What the? What am I doing standing on this soap box?
*Gets off.
We find out tomorrow at 12:00ish if the owner accepted our offer. He will. He will. He will.
See how I’m doing that? Vibes!
Jan/100
Update
Christmas came, Christmas went. Photos were taken. Compared to last year, it was the best Christmas ever.
New Years came, New Years went.
Photos were not taken. I was sick. Boo hoo for me.
Now, it’s almost the end of January. The only thing I’m focusing on right now is school and finding a house. Have I mentioned I was going to school? Well, I am. I’m going to WGU, for Business Management. It’s great. I go to school in my pajamas.
Me and JJ are ……this close….. to finding “our” house. I’m sending out good vibes to the universe. We went and looked at a VERY promising one last night. By “looked” I mean: JJ crawled through the dog door so we could get in.
What’s wrong with that? Oh. Breaking and entering? Right. Who follows the rules these days. It had a keybox. So, technically we weren’t really doing anything wrong. Right?
It also has an oven built into the bar. Hard wood floors. .29 Acres. In our price range! 2 car garage. Trees. Yard. Fireplaces. Trees, yard, fireplaces! TREES! YARD! FIREPLACES! I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but those are my top three “must haves”.
I hate to put all my faith into one house since I’ve only seen it at night. It might suck in the daylight. BUT come on! This house is the awesome. THE AWESOME.
If we get it I’ll post pictures. Don’t want to get ahead of myself.
How is running you ask? Hah. 10 weeks until the half marathon and I haven’t been faithful to a training schedule. Go me.
Dec/092
Canyonlands Half Marathon
It’s bloggers cliche for someone to write this line: “My blog sucks, it never gets updated! I’ve been so busy!” Just like sometimes you just gotta yell and scream sometimes you just have to say your blog sucks. Besides, it works for an opening line for a blog that hasn’t been updated in 2 months.
Move over cliche police because I’m going to be cliche.
Dear readers:
Sorry for not updating. I’ve been lazy. I haven’t been busy. I’ve been l-a-z-y. This blog of mine totally sucks. Sometimes I actually have these great blogging topics, but they never make there way here. Excuses, right?
If you want a more play by play, day to day update of, “What the hell is Ashley Dasher up to?” just read my twitter updates. It’s that simple.
I’m breaking my habit of being lazy though. I’m really going to try and update this thing more. REALLY people. REALLY.
Here is what broke me out of my lazy no blogging habits.
I was selected from the lottery to run the Canyonlands Half Marathon on March 20, 2010. Lucky me! Back to training! Yes! Back to talking about running on a daily basis! Back to my old ways! Want one more sentence with an exclamation point?! Okay! Here you go!
ex’cla-ma’-tion!
Okay, back to the task at hand.
I’m really excited to run this race. Not only is that area of Utah beautiful (THAT was cliche), but it will be nice to be following a training schedule again. I haven’t ran on a consecutive basis for awhile now and I really miss it. Here’s hoping I actually follow the schedule.
I looked at hotel rooms in Moab, UT for the race weekend. Everything is booked already or there isn’t much to choose from. Super 8 wants me to pay $160 a night. For Super 8. Really? No thanks. Had I been smart, I should have made reservations when I registered. Like everyone else did. Then canceled them if I didn’t get in. Did I do that?
No. No I did not.
So, it looks like me and JJ will be staying in Monticello, UT instead. It’s only an hour drive from Moab and the race starts at 10:00am. You live you learn I guess. You know, I have no idea where the race even starts. Hah! Time to research.
I could always just take a tent and camp somewhere. It is Moab after all.
I promise to not be lazy anymore! Trust me!
Oct/092
Short and Sweet
Me and JJ played doctor this evening and removed the stiches from the finger. It was un-picking that I didn’t mind doing. I would take a photo but, I’m lazy. It’s also covered in neosporin and, I’m lazy.
Things can go back to normal now.
