Color

These descriptions are from http://www.thecolorcode.com/. You have to pay to actually take the test, but here are the basic, general descriptions: (PS - apparently there's a book too, if you feel so inclined).

Again, please tell me what you are! :) I can't get my previous post to post above this one, which is what I'd like, so I just have to repeat the question.

REDS

(Motive: POWER)

REDS are motivated by POWER. They seek productivity and need to look good to others. Simply stated, REDS want their own way. They like to be in the driver's seat and willingly pay the price to be in a leadership role. REDS value whatever gets them ahead in life, whether it be in their careers, school endeavors, or personal life. What REDS value, they get done. They are often workaholics. They will, however, resist doing anything that doesn't interest them. REDS like to be right. They value approval from others for their intelligence and practical approach to life, and want to be respected for it. REDS are confident, proactive, and visionary; and but can also be arrogant, selfish, and insensitive. When you deal with a RED, be precise, factual, direct, AND show no fear!

BLUES

(Motive: INTIMACY)

BLUES are motivated by INTIMACY. They seek to genuinely connect with others, and need to be understood and appreciated. Everything they do is quality-based. They are loyal friends, employers, and employees. Whatever or whomever they commit to is their sole (and soul) focus. They love to serve and give of themselves freely in order to nurture others' lives. BLUES have distinct preferences and have the most controlling personality. Their personal code of ethics is remarkably strong and they expect others to live honest, committed lives as well. They enjoy sharing meaningful moments in conversation as well as paying close attention to special life events (e.g. birthdays and anniversaries). BLUES are dependable, thoughtful, and analytical; but can also be self-righteous, worry-prone, and moody. They are "sainted pit-bulls" who never let go of something or someone once they are committed. When you deal with a BLUE, be sincere and make a genuine effort to understand and appreciate them.

WHITES

(Motive: PEACE)

WHITES are motivated by PEACE. They seek independence and require kindness. They resist confrontation at all costs. To them, feeling good is more important than being good. They are typically quiet by nature, process things very deeply and objectively with great clarity. Of all the colors, WHITES are the best listeners. They respect people who are direct but recoil from perceived hostility or verbal battle. WHITES need their "alone time" and refuse to be controlled by others. WHITES want to do things their own way and in their own time. They ask little of others and resent others demanding much of them. WHITES are much stronger than people think, but are not often seen for their strength because they don't easily reveal their feelings. WHITES are even-tempered, diplomatic, and the voice of reason; but can also be indecisive, unexpressive, and silently stubborn. When you deal with a WHITE, be kind, accept and support their individuality, and look for non-verbal clues to understand their feelings.

YELLOWS

(Motive: FUN)

YELLOWS are motivated by fun. They are inviting and embrace life as a party that they're hosting. They love playful interaction and can be extremely sociable. They are highly persuasive and seek instant gratification. YELLOWS need to be adored and praised. While YELLOWS are carefree, they are sensitive and highly alert to others' agendas to control them. YELLOWS typically carry within themselves the gift of a good heart YELLOWS need to look good socially, and friendships command a high priority in their lives. YELLOWS are happy, articulate, engaging of others and crave adventure. Easily distracted, they can never sit still for long. They embrace each day in the "present tense" and choose people who, like themselves, enjoy a curious nature. YELLOWS are charismatic, spontaneous, and positive; but can also be irresponsible, obnoxious, and forgetful. When you deal with a YELLOW, take a positive, upbeat approach and promote light-hearted, creative, and fun interactions.

I'm a BLUE! What are you?

Today represents the two-year anniversary of my employment at the company. Nuts! It seems like longer, like I've been there forever. Even some of my co-workers said that. (ha ha) Today was pretty hectic during the second half - like there were a hundred fires to put out. But as I was running around like a headless chicken, I thought, isn't it nice to have enough knowledge about your job and the way things work to know how to put out fires? Isn't it so much better than sitting there, crapping your pants and worrying? Yes, yes it is. Also, the people at the company are just awesome, and that is another thing that is so great about it.

Yesterday was the first day of school again. Folks, it is now back to the core-classes. A year ago, I'd been relieved to take a break on some generals for awhile, but now it's a relief to not be wasting time on them anymore. This is the real stuff! As I sat in a classroom I've already been in many times, I got a little scared, worrying that I wouldn't be able to hack it. But as we started, I realized that this stuff is actually relevant! It is stuff I can be using in my job right now! Even as the professor loaded on piles and piles of assignments and projects, I got a little excited. I'm going to lose myself in this class, in a good way. My determination for school has come back; I hope it lasts through the semester.

Geoff is now in a class that I took about two summers ago (normally it's one you'd take right before you graduate, but because I was only going for my associates at the time, I had it earlier)... sort of a 'career prep' class, one or two credits, I can't remember. One of the objects of the class was to identify your core color and use it to understand yours and others' motivations. I was mostly blue, then just barely under that yellow, then just barely under that red, then almost no white. Geoff? He's white. I'd tried to get Geoff to take it back then, but he got bored and quit halfway through, which I assumed meant he was yellow. But he's mostly white, then a close yellow, then a close blue, then a distant red. Reading the description, it fits him to a T. And he was laughing so hard as he read mine, "worry-prone and moody! yup, uh huh, that's you!" The cool thing? Accounting is a good field for a blue... or a white. I'm curious to know what everyone else's colors are, if you're reading this, please say! :) If you don't know what you are, I'll see if I can find some descriptions and put them on here so you can read it and decide.

And no, it's not Sarah M.

My favorite weight machine at the gym and I are no longer friends. I accidentally used it wrong, even after being familiar with it. In return, it gave me some pulled muscles in the middle-back area (which gives me a nice kicked-in-the-gut, wind-knocked-out feeling) and the legs and butt are all-around sore. I'm waddling like an 80 year old, 13-months-pregnant woman. Bending down to pick something up takes forever. To ice it or heat it though, that is the question.

This is all so cheery that I think it's time to pull out the bestest album of all time, you know, to lighten the mood. Cheerio.

Ever feel this way?

Could easily be on either side of this statement.

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Kooki-ooki-ooki ness

I should probably put a decent picture of me on here now so everyone doesn't think I'm that ugly-looking all the time! (Only when I've been camping for four days or if I'm having a mental breakdown).

Anyway, mom picked me up the other day to go have dinner in SLC with some extended family. We stopped in AF to pick up dad from his office, and when we arrived in front of the building, on busy state street, dad was standing on the corner, and he pulled up his shirt and flashed his nipples at us and everyone else! Ha ha. Not that it matters, but it's kind of, you know, kooky. He knew it would get our attention, he said. Then he got into the car and proceded to tell a bunch of cheesy jokes that I did not laugh at, and kept telling me to lighten up. Ha ha. I sure love my dad. My little sister is usually armed with just as many cheesy jokes that they enjoy sharing together, so at least there's that and I don't feel too bad.

Geoff met with a counselor to get "matriculated" into the school of business today. (I hate that they use that word). But good for him though. I will be meeting with someone next Monday hopefully, to do the same thing. They planned his schedule out for him and he'll be done next fall! Woo hoo, I can't wait!! He'll finish before me. I'm so proud of him for working so hard.

Heeeeere's Johnny!

Yeah, I got one of those pictures too... except mine's a little scary. What do you think?

Back from the Tetons

We are back home! As nice as it is to be sleeping in an actual bed again, I am missing our trip already. It was our first actual camping trip together, just us. Well, there was this time, but that doesn't count. [To readers: This post is more for memories for my sake than it is for entertainment value. There's a fair warning for you if it's boring.] We camped a couple miles outside the south Yellowstone entrance for three nights, although we spent more time in Grand Teton National Park. The scenery was amazing! We were going to leave Sunday morning, but then we learned that the highway we needed was going to be closed for construction that day, so we left Saturday morning instead, and just decided to find a place for that night, somewhere. It was a little spontaneous, we don't ever just take off somewhere not knowing if we were going to be able to find a place to stay that night, so it was fun. We actually got a little place in Afton, WY, which was cute on the outside and a trip to the 60's on the inside:
We ate dinner at a sea-food place, then went to look at some of the cute little shops on main street, but they had all closed at 6:00 (retarded). We also tried to find the coldwater spring they boasted about and drove aways up the canyon before giving up and coming back. We did get to see an old tabernacle, it looks like they use it as a church building now. And we went shopping at the only place in town still open: the Family Dollar (yay!) When we came back we watched the Olympics and Father of the Bride and went to sleep.

Oh yes - we also got pulled over in Star Valley. The officer asked Geoff if he knew why he'd been pulled over and Geoff said, "speeding?" The cop actually said no, it was because we didn't have a front license plate. He was very good-natured with us, even though I thought it was completely stupid that, after all these years, I've never been pulled over for that reason. He just gave us a warning and said he gets a lot of drug busts from pulling people over for that. He must've decided we weren't the drug-dealin' type because he never asked to search our car.

Anyway, the next day, we went the rest of the way to our campsite, stopping in Jackson to buy some bear spray and book a whitewater trip. We also stopped at Jenny Lake, because my sister suggested it from when she lived out there last summer. We were going to try a hike to a waterfall, but then we noticed you could rent canoes and kayaks, so we did that instead. It was a two-man kayak, and we just took it out on the lake and stayed out for about an hour, using the video camera. Here are some shots Geoff got with the digital cam:

Then we got to our very own first

campsite:

And made our very own first campfire:

I was pretty scared we would attract bears, because we were on the very edge of the campground and there were warnings all over. We had to lock up everything in the car at night, even the water cooler. I think we showered, ate dinner, (Emergency Essentials) and went to bed. Yes, there were showers and yes, we used them. Who said you can't enjoy a few modern conveniences while camping?

The next day, we drove up to see Old Faithful and take a walk around the geyers and mineral pools. It was very neat and very hot. This is Geoff and Cali sans makeup and hair-dos.

Hard to believe such a beautiful, transparent-looking pool could be hundreds of degrees in temp. and acidic enough to melt your skin off in seconds!

We went back to camp and took a nap, then drove back to Jackson to do some shopping. All we needed was some stuff to wear while whitewater rafting, and the only place that looked cheap enough for that one-time thing was K-Mart. I hate K-Mart! They had nothing, not even men's sandals, and the women's swimsuits were the butt-ugliest things I'd ever seen. I stopped a lady passing by, discovered she was from the area, and asked if there was a Wal-Mart or a Target, even a Shopko around. She laughed and said, "Oh bless your heart dear. We don't have anything like that here, this is it! You're in Wyoming now!" Well we made the best of it and stopped for dinner across the street at Bajio's. We debated going to a movie, then decided just to go back to camp because we didn't want to be driving through the parks at night and getting lost. On the way back, with the sun setting, we saw the most beautiful scenery. The Tetons are striking enough during the day, but at dusk they were pretty amazing.

We listened to country music all day and then classical on the way back to camp. The next day, we decided drove just a little ways into Yellowstone because we'd noticed a waterfall there the day before that we wanted to see closer.

Then we hiked up right next to the falls:

This is the view from the top with the water coming:

And going over the edge:

Then we headed back back down to Jenny Lake to take that hike to the other waterfall that we'd started the first day, and stopped to look at a Native American museum, which was kind of neat. We got some gorgeous pictures at the lake. The hike wasn't hard, and only about 3 miles one-way. The first day we had been there, it was so so hot and so crowded. This time, there was hardly anyone and the temperature was nice and cool, it was perfect.

I couldn't believe how picturesque it was.

It was about 4:00 by the time we got back to camp that day and we were so tired, so we just decided to take it easy for the rest of the day. Shower, eat dinner, sit around the fire. So we did just that. Except I got a little sick, all light-headed and nauseous. Geoff was a sweetie walking all the way to the little store to buy me a Sprite (it was a fairly big campground), then when he got back I asked for an apple, so back to the store it was. (An apple was the only thing I could even think about eating without wanting to gag. I know weird.) Afterwards I felt a little better and we just sat by the fire and talked the rest of the night until bed. While we had been gone that day, someone came and put up a tent in the spot right next to ours, just feet away from us. Just a little tent, no camp chairs, firewood, nothing. We thought that was a little weird since there was soooo much open space in the campground why did they pick the spot right next to us, and we joked that maybe someone left a body in it, or maybe there was a serial killer hiding in it and was going to come out as soon as everyone went to bed. A dumb thing, but it spooked me for pretty much the rest of the night. I kept thinking I heard noises and waking up, then finally, probably around 3 a.m. a bunch of teenage girls pulled up and got in the tent. They were soooo loud, but it didn't take long before they were asleep too.

In the morning, Geoff packed up camp while I went to the bathroom to do something with my hair, and we ate breakfast at the restaurant. Then we drove to Jackson for our whitewater trip on the way home. It was pretty fun, except I had thought it was going to be a little more wild than it was, but still fun nonetheless. The girl in front of me fell off the raft on the first rapid. Geoff took a dip a few times too, although he had willingly jumped in. We didn't get any pictures from the whitewater because the cameras would've been ruined, but we did get this before we left:

We stopped for gas and McDonald's, which I wolfed down, and we only made one other stop on the way home in Brigham City. It was a nice drive home. We passed through Logan, and the canyon up there, the one that empties into Logan, was beautiful! There were a ton of campgrounds there that looked really cool; so we might go back up and camp there sometime. The only really cool wildlife we saw the entire time was a giant, jet-black moose, just standing off the side of the road somewhere in Cache County. I tried to hard to get the camera out and ready to go but by the time I did, the moose had turned and calmly walked into the trees. (bummer). Another thing that was good about this trip was that we didn't fight even once, a feat for us since we tend to bicker a lot anytime we go out of town. It was really enjoyable and I enjoyed being with Geoff. If I can figure out how to post videos, I'll try to put some of that up.

Joy

Oh how I love being on-hold with the IRS. I just rapture in listening to Mozart and the Nutcracker song over and over for 30 minutes at a time. It really is so much fun; everyone should try it.

Woops, had the wrong guy

A few posts back I mentioned an episode of Fear Itself, called Skin & Bones, in which there was a freaky actor. However, I was wrong about who the actor was. It was actually Doug Jones, and the guy also plays the fish-man from Hellboy, all four imps in the movie Doom, and the creepy skinny white guy in Pan's Labyrinth (who holds his eyes in his hands to see), if that gives you an idea of why his movement weirded me out so much. Anyway, had to correct myself.

Last night Geoff had a dream in which he said the word "fuggin." He he.

Blogorrhea:

To write a blog entry just for the sake of posting an entry, not because you have done anything interesting today.

Word of the day compliments of my cousin. I am guilty as charged. I feel like this blog has become particularly lame lately, (not that it wasn't always lame, just now it's particularly). And so I am going to give it a rest until I come up with something interesting. Ciao.

Went shopping

Sometimes you just have to congratulate yourself on not being dead.

PS- yes they are peep toes... I'm exploring new territory! Lovely background too, no?

Where's the love

MOODY!

With a capital M. That's what I am this week. If you bug me, I'll sic my dog on you.

Actually, I won't. Because I don't have a dog.

I really can't put my finger on it, but it's a weird mixture of anxious, worry, sluggish, tired, and ready to bite your head off all at the same time. I'm pretty good at holding back at work (I hope), but when I get home I'm all crabby and teary. Poor Geoff. He has been so amazing too. He cleans the house all the time, in fact he does it almost 100% by himself. He does my homework. He cuddles with me when I want. He makes me cute slideshows! Why is he never crabby and always so good to me???! waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! *sniff sniff*

Perhaps it's just time for a funk. You know, the six-month thing. Though I hope it doesn't last too much longer. In the meantime, there's chocolate and grilled-cheese sandwiches. (You didn't read that, DeAnna!)

IF I ANNOY THE CRAP OUT OF YOU, WILL IT MAKE YOU WANT TO BUY A CAR?!

Low Book Sales radio commercials are about the most annoying thing on this earth. I hate them! As well as every other dealership commercial that thinks they have to scream at you to get their message across! SHUT THE HECK UP!! (Heck yes, I cleaned that up for you.) :)

Lots of work

Today was not the best day at work, but it also was. Because of some miscommunication or misunderstanding, I got behind on something I shouldn't have. I knew because I read my work email before I went into work and was bracing for it before I even got there. However, I explained why this was this and actually, my boss was so nice about it. I totally didn't expect that! So that made my whole day much much better. It has given me quite a large chunk of work to do in a short time though, so I worked almost 12 hours today. By the end of tomorrow it should all be resolved.

Getting up and going to work an hour earlier (for the 4-10's) has tricked my body into thinking it's fall because of the difference in daylight, and it thinks it needs to go and catch a cold. I'm fighting it viciously. Too bad I'm quitting Afrin. Bleh.

I am sooooo tired. I love Geoffery.

dis sucks

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Temple pics

Al already blogged about it but here they are on mine anyway. Isn't she going to make such a cute sister missionary?? I can see the name tag already. :)

We told Geoff to lift his leg for the picture.

It was a really special experience being able to be there with my little sis. I really hope her first time through was as special for her as mine was for me. I sometimes just can't believe how my siblings have grown up in the few years that I've been "gone." Al's been really smart and careful in her choices, and she's got a whole lifetime of good things ahead of her. I'm so proud of her for being the awesome person she is. I think it's so cool that she shared that with me and I'll always remember it.

It was also a neat day for me in a different way. Geoff and I got married in this temple, so I got to see all the rooms you're only "supposed" to see once, like the room I prepared in my wedding dress, etc. It was pretty cool.

Psychology Tonight

I want to post about going through the temple with Al, but I want to wait until I have the pictures, which I am waiting to have emailed to me. (hint hint!) For tonight I will write about something else.

First off- I've been (slowly) reading a book by Elizabeth Gilbert called Eat Pray Love. I will quote the last paragraph I read before setting it down yet again. She's talking about her "boundary issues" in past relationships:

"I disappear into the person I love. I am the permeable membrane. If I love you, you can have everything. You can have my time, my devotion, my ass, my money, my family, my dog, my dog's money, my dog's time - everything. If I love you, I will carry for you all your pain, I will assume your own insecurity, I will project upon you all sorts of good qualities that you have never actually cultivated in yourself and I will buy Christmas presents for your entire family. I will give you the sun and the rain, and if they are not available, I will give you a sun check and a rain check. I will give you all this and more, until I get so exhausted and depleted that the only way I can recover my energy is by becoming infatuated with someone else."

This is talking about losing your own identity to make your S.O. happy. It's the paradigm of doing everything in your power to make them happy so that they will cherish you and realize what a gem you are... in other words, you are earning their approval. (Is this a trait of perfectionists?)

I bring it up because I think I have possessed this trait to a small degree myself. Past relationships (one in particular) have shown me that it's the kind of thing certain people seek out in a mate because they can be the dominant one. (Whether they do it consciously or not, it happens). Anyway, I think because I have recognized that it exists in myself to a degree, it has given me some power over it... though sometimes I'm still ambiguous about where the boundary between making a case for what you want and being selfish lies. One thing is for sure, I am grateful to have been blessed with such a great husband, one who does not manipulate to get things his way, even though he could if he wanted, and who loves and encourages me in whatever I want to do... in becoming a better person in every way. I was told once by a spiritual-leader that I would be blessed with a husband who is perfect for me, and I was.

Second off - Geoff rented The Ten Commandments, and only got about halfway through it before the DVD gave out. I put in the Prince of Egypt, which may not be totally accurate, but I LOVE the musical score... I watch it just because of the musical score, it is genius. Hopefully I'll have the temple pictures tomorrow.

Hooker-rollerblades?

This morning between 7:00 and 7:11 a.m. I had a dream that I was at someone's yardsale who was selling tons and tons of shoes. I was sifting through them, picking out the stilletos, and came across these shiny, dark red stilleto boots that came all the way up to the knee and were peep-toed. But what was really cool about these boots was if you took the sole off, roller-blade wheels came out and you could totally rollerblade in them. When I woke up I was like, "someone should make those!" But now that I think about it, that's kind of weird. Plus I don't really dig the peep-toes too much.

Except for these:
I showed them to my co-worker and she said, "they're kind of trashy, I love em!" I guess they would be trashy if you wore them with a hooker outfit, but I think they'd be way cute with a pair of dark jeans. Not that I'm a fashion-mogul or anything. And they're $85 on Zappos, which is more than I have a mind to spend at this point in our lives, at least on shoes.

Anyway, we have officially started the four-10's, so this is my first 3-day weekend, yay!! I'll be spending it on homework, as planned, because the rest of this weekend is going to be pretty busy. Tomorrow, Alison gets her endowments, and I am going to be her escort, I'm pretty excited. I've never been a temple escort before and this is my sister, so it will be neat. Tonight I'm just enjoying hanging out with hubby.

Camping bo bamping

There is only one google return for the search "camping bo bamping." Now there are two.

Update: Okay, no there's not. I just googled it again and mine doesn't show up. Oh well. Another one for disappearing into oblivion.

... I am so bored.