Will you be my valentine?

I went in to Mongolian BBQ this past week, and one of the employees there started asking me in her vietnamese accent " What your boyfriend doing for you on valentine day?" 

I reply " I don't have boyfriend..."

vietnamese lady- "you single? How old are you?"

me- "yes I am single, and I'm 22, but I am happy and I still love valentines day." I said with a cheesy grin.

Vietnamese lady- " oh, you must not be mormon, most mormons have 3 kids by now, you not married, girl you behind."

Me- holding back a giggle  and thinking to myself (us crazy mormons) " I'm mormon, and I'm fine not being married at 19 and having kids right now."

vietnamese lady- " wow, then you must not be from around here, and listen to me girl you don't need to get married just cause your friends are all married, and numba one rule, always go out with gentlemen, if they don't reach for the check, ooh girl you betta run. Don't worry you will find your tall man, and it will be meant to be."

This conversation went on for twenty minutes, it still makes me laugh. 

Maybe I do believe it, all this “meant to be” stuff. Why not believe it, really? Who doesn’t want more romance in their life? Maybe it’s just up to us to make it happen. To show up and be meant for each other. At least that way you’ll find out for sure - if you’re meant to be or not, by giving it a chance.

If you know me you know that I am not a cynic on love, and you'd also know that I am the kind of girl that believes in fairy tales, romance and true love. I'm one of those crazy people that loves valentines day, even if I'm single. :) I have had my doubts on finding that guy who is at my level- to understand watch my wisdom teeth video HERE. It's not that I am self centered or think I am to good for any guy. I just know who I am, and the kind of guy I am looking for. 

Yes I am single, and I am beyond happy with my life, but that doesn't mean that am not searching.

P.S. to the blog post

If you love someone, you tell them. Even if you’re scared that it’s not the right thing. Even if you’re scared that it’ll cause problems. Even if you’re scared that it will burn your life to the ground, you say it, and you say it loud and you go from there. I have never regretted telling someone how I felt. It doesn't matter if its an "I like you" or "I'm interested in you" Or "I love you", I have had an experience with every one of those phrases that didn't go the way that I hoped, but I don't regret them, in fact I am grateful for them. 

Therefore, I challenge you america, (sorry too much biggest loser) to put your heart on your sleeve and to let yourself love. Starting now I'm gonna surely try to do the same. 

I don't miss you, at all!

This past thursday I got my wisdom teeth out, and yes there are highly comical videos of myself that my sister has in her possession.

The next day after my surgery, I went to the Jazz game with my mom and sister. I felt great, but I of course was on loratab. It wasn't until the 4th quarter with 1 minute left that I started feeling less than chipper, Dont worry Jazz fans we did win the game and were ahead almost the whole time.

Ever since my eventful night I have been paying for it.

First of all, I don't get to work out for at least two weeks! what?! are you kidding me, this sucks! My dentist said I could try walking, but if there is any pain then I must stop. Second, I can only eat soft foods for a week, maybe longer. I didn't think to much of it, until all I could eat was pudding, apple sauce, mashed potatoes, macaroni, ice cream and soup. Those were the things my dentist told me to eat.  Do you know how old it can get, when all you eat is that...? I just want broccoli... Third, I can't stop sleeping. It doesn't matter how much I have slept, I just keep snuggling up on my couch, luv sac, or bed and zonking out.

Don't get me wrong, I am very happy to have my wisdom teeth gone! I'm happy I don't have pressure in my jaw anymore, and I am even more happy that I don't have to pretend like my smile isn't hurting or little chit chats I have with people aren't killing me.

If you see me in passing and I look like I'm ornery; it's best to just smile and pass by. I don't think you want to talk to the girl who has severe shooting pain in her jaw from the surgery and has the honor to feel all her teeth move back since her wisdom teeth aren't pushing them all forward anymore, and who just wants regular food. :) It's just in your best interest to move on.