the SUNBURN....

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You would think that a person with any intelligence would understand that after being white their ENTIRE existance and after having to endure so many other painful sunburns that the person would maybe invest in some sunscreen.... 

But no...not me. I'm not smart enough for that. Both of my arms are just about the same crimson as my neck...possibly darker red... and they are on FIRE!  I tried wrapping a cool satin sheet around me...because when I get a sunburn so bad I get the chills really badly...so I was freezing...but when I put the sheet on my arms started to feel like they were literally on fire...they would start to burn so horribly. I didn't sleep much last night... needless to say niether did Scott. But he was so sweet...he kept telling me how sorry he was and that he could do something to stop it from hurting so badly. He wanted to cuddle so much last night, but didn't want to hurt me. . .

So...you may be wondering how I got this sunburned? Well... it all started in SLC on Tuesday. Scott and I took off for three days to just get away and spend some good quality time together just the two of us. Tuesday he took me to the zoo...which was lots of fun. . .but smoldering hot out...mostly because it's been so cold and then jumps back up to being like 75.  Then after the Zoo we went to this park up in sugar house for like an hour and fed the geese... The next day we walked around gateway for a few hours... then on Thursday I helped my Mother-in-law with some bridals...we were out in the blistering hot sun for four hours at Thanksgiving point gardens.  
Any of these events would have been really great to have worn sunscreen..... but I'm mental and forget how much I suffer when I burn so bad.

I don't recommend the fair skinned of the world to venture out so often without sunscreen on.  

becuase I "look it"...oh the audacity of people.

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Sometimes I really find it beyond difficult to understand the audacity of some people.
It blows me away at the things people think up to say to another individual. 

For instance...

Today I was cashiering on aisle 21. . .so exciting right? . . .um, I think not. . .
none-the-less, this woman in her early to mid fifties came through my line. I was just starting to ring up the woman before her (who just happens to be her daughter) when she looks at me and says,
"When is your baby due?"

I thought she may have been talking to someone else. . .or maybe I heard her wrong. . . (which was a definite possibility. . .I think I'm going deaf.)
 
But no. She repeated the same question that I thought I must have heard wrong the first time. 

I kind of tilted my head to one side... and just looked at her for a moment... like...  
  'Did you honestly just ask me that'? rather than reacting in such a manner  I simply dropped my head in embarrassment responding,
"Ma'am I'm not pregnant." and finished up with the woman before her and began scanning her items. She just looked at me and went on by saying curtly,
"Oh, well I just thought because... well... you look like it"

Not only did she wrongfully voice that she thought I was pregnant, but she poured salt directly into the fresh, open, gaping wound by justifying it because I "look it".  She wasn't speaking in a hushed tone either... everyone in the line before and after her heard this whole thing take place. 

Lemme just shove the knife a little further in and twist and torque it a little bit for you. . .make sure it's nice and deep...

 The biggest sting didn't even come with the insult and insinuation that I'm fat...(which given isn't big news... I'm not the tiny barbie doll that you see walking around) and well..."look it" but the fact that she assumed I was pregnant when I can't even get pregnant...it's not possible for me to get pregnant.

At that moment when she insulted me the second time a half a billion nasty things came into my mind to say to her... but I decided she wasn't worth it. I finished checking her out and didn't speak another word till she was gone. I was extremely grateful that no one following her said anything about what she said. I think I would have burst into tears right then and there. 

However I saved my tears for my break when I called my AMAZING Mother... who gave consolation, and tried her best to fix my broken-ness at that moment with words of encouragement. My Mother has always been the one to tell me that I'm beautiful even when I feel like the ugliest person on the planet. . . -sometimes I think it's that code that Mom's can't say their own children are ugly. . .but either way it made me feel better to know that my Mom still thinks I'm beautiful regardless of my weight.

I really have such a hard time comprehending what people think is okay to say. Do people not think at all before they open their mouths?  Does no one in the world have a sense of propriety anymore or is all the decency gone from here? 
I often hear stories similar...or worse than my experience. People make the most inconsiderate and ignorant comments now-a-days. 

The new job

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So...I got a job. . .at last. I work at the Walmart in American Fork as a cashier. 
There is NOTHING glamorous about it. But hell...it's a job. Plus I have some great managers and so I can't really complain.
Getting back to work after being at home for nearly three months has been a little rough.
But so worth it. . .


Plus having a job will make things much better in my marriage. . .because Scott won't have to worry about paying all our bills plus trying to put food on the table. The last few months he's been wonderful about picking up the slack. We had our arguements about the issue but in the end he's so willing to make sure I'm taken care of. I'm just glad I can be of help now...to lighten the burden.
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