why am i still talking?

i don't know if I've always been like this, or i am just now realizing it... I am awkward. i mean like the "i-make-other-people-feel-uncomfortable" kind of awkward. i get in these situations where i'll start talking,( but it doesn't really sound like talking, more like a bunch of unfinished words) and then realize that i am being awkward, then i panic, my mind goes blank, and there is usually a long pause . sometimes i try to fix it, and other times i will just give up in the middle of the sentence and stop talking. a few people will try to be nice and just go along with it, but most of the time i will just get blank stares. I'm being serious. This happens on average of six to ten times a week.
Actual sentences i have said in the last week:

to the laurels: " so, are you, uh i mean me or we going bring treats, er or uh food to eat,...... or umsome("umsome" is a word i use quite frequently) snacks for the meeting?.... you know to plan....activities... for ummmmmm....... mutual?"

to my mother- in- law:" i think we are uh, going on Friday to get pedicures, me and karla, friday right? you can come i don't know where(meaning the place) or are you, or do you want to come? Friday.

to a client:" how was Pittsburgh's? didn't you guys just go there on vacation?" Client- " uh, no we didn't" me- " oh thats right, you guys just moved into your new house" Client-" uh no, we haven't moved??" At this point , i feel like the client hates me because i can not remember a single thing about them and i am getting them mixed up with someone else. i feel stupid, they feel stupid and i just stopped talking. Luckily, it was just a bang trim and it only lasted five minutes.

ahhhhhhhhh! I am embarrassed for myself!! I don't even know how i can avoid stuff like this? Even if i thought it out before i said it, it still come out wrong. This is just how i am and i have accepted it and I'm just going to live my life one awkward moment at a time.

This is why i am proud to be an american.

First off, let me just say that the Fourth of July is my FAVORITE holiday. I LOVE it more than Christmas or thanksgiving or any other holiday. There are just so many great things that come out of the fourth of July... barbecues, swimming, watermelon, fireworks, people wearing matching American T-shirts. So, this year being in Arizona, and being that it is 1,000 degrees out side, i was determined to plan something not in mesa. Luckily, my bestest friend Katie, invited me and Abe to come up to Heber, AZ with her and her husband. And just as a side note, Heber is where my love for the fourth began(me and Katie went every summer). Heber Fourth of July, consist of three things. 1). the parade. There were no actual floats in this parade, just people that decorate their cars or ATVs in red, white and blue and drive down the road. And at the parade, i sat next to this old man with an eye patch, that kept telling me(multiple times) if i ever got fat, that Abe would leave me. It was weird. 2). the festival. I'm not going to comment about it, because there is not much to comment about. 3). the fireworks. I will swear to the day i die, that these are the best fireworks you will ever see.(no, sarcasm. totally serious.) you are on these baseball fields(which are so American) that are in a canyon. They light the fireworks so close to the fields, that you can feel the force of the fireworks exploding on your face. aka, patriotism exploding in your face. Probably, the most amazing thing that you could see/experience, EVER.

seriously the best "float" in the parade.

will somebody please tell me if i am writing too much, and boring everyone to death?

California, like you never seen it before.

WARNING: This is a really long post. Side affects may include: headache, dizziness, nausea, blurry eyes, uncontrollable laughter, extreme jealously and foaming at the mouth. May take days to read. Do not read this is if you have heart problems, kidney disease, three eyes, and the black plague. If side affects last longer than two days, maybe we shouldn't be friends.

Last weekend we went to the wonderful and beautiful, state of California. We went to go to our good friend Hannah's wedding and of course we did some other really fun stuff.
Highlights of the trip as follows:

10. Apparently, Dane and Carter came in our room(around 3 a.m.) while me and Abe were sleeping. They woke up Abe, were talking ,laughing, slamming doors and both of them got in the bed with us and spooned. I slept through all of this and had no idea it even happened. what can i say? I'm a deep sleeper.

9.Going to Karla's ex-boyfriends house,while he was out of town, so she could get some stuff back.

8. The million and half bottles we saved to turn in for money. We would like to thank the following for helping to make this possible: Abe's parents, Karla, Abe's co-workers, the state of California, and last but not least of all, kirkland, Aquafina, and arrowhead water.

7.Abe's weird/creepy obsession with Garrett's dog, Dalton. If Abe was to ever leave me, he would leave me for this dog. Hey Brooks.(just because he wanted to be mentioned on our blog) There are you happy!


6. The farmer's market across the street from Garrett's house,where we stayed. By the way, thank you Garrett, that was very nice of you.

5. going shopping(which consisted of the 3rd street promenade, fashion district, the Beverly center, and the outlets) for hours and hours and dragging Abe around with me and Karla.

4. The city of Monrovia. If i could pick one place to settle and live there for the rest of my life, it would be Monrovia. It is the cutest town with an awesome downtown(which was one street) and the neighborhoods were beautiful! Big trees lined the streets and the houses! Oh, don't get me started on the houses! I was deeply and madly in love with all of them. AND... i saw the Father of the Bride(the movie) house! i can check that one off the list.

3. Opening the door, and seeing Carter Nelson in a speedo. thats all I'm going to say about that one.

2. Seeing Hannah and Robbie married in the temple and seeing all of my wonderful friends, that i miss oh-so-dearly.


And the number one highlight of the trip, that i will probably remember for the rest of my life(because it's that good)is:

1. When we were at the Dodgers game, Abe was sitting behind me, because there were way too many people there. And We were on the very top level and there were all of these beach balls being thrown around. And someone in our section had hit it too hard and it went over the edge. And literally everybody in the crowd, was pissed, and started to Boo the person. I thought to myself,"that sucks for whoever did that!". I turn around to see who it was, and it was ABE! He was just sitting there with this face, and with his hands and shoulders in a shrug and all he could say was,"I'm not from around here!" I was dying of laughter. yup, thats my husband.

Overall the trip was a success. Here are some pictures if you don't believe me.

bestest friends

The happy couple

Getting jiggy with it.

I do tricks.

Apparently this is a LA hotspot

and i know what you are thinking because i thought it too. But i still ate it.

okay so the picture is the wrong way

Father of the bride house

I think this picture is funny because kyle looks like he is going to kill me

Sushi and way too much of it!

all of the bottles we saved to turn them in for money($30)

Dodgers Game with friends

Venice beach

Karla and Carter in a speedo

Abe and Dalton

Farmers market

Fashion District, LA

this is what Abe did the most of the time we were shopping

Thanks for hanging in there. Thank you and have a nice day.

music issues

There are a couple issues we need to discuss concerning music. If you don't care about that subject, you can just move along to the next post.

first: Ryan Adams is dating Mandy Moore! Really? Ryan Adams and Mandy Moore. What? I cant even tell you all of the negative thoughts going through my brain when i read this. "Easy Plateau" and " Missing you like candy"? No! I just cant believe this. I hope he wakes up one day and realizes who he's dating and punches her in the face( i know thats mean, but i really do not like Mandy Moore) next subject.

So in salt lake, every summer, they have the Summer Twilight Concerts Series. Where the city gets bands to play for free down town, at the Gallivan Center. Of Course the summer Abe and I leave they have an amazing line up! The Roots, Andrew Bird, Clap Your Hands say Yeah, Nada Surf, Neko Case, and Broken Social Scene! I feel like they are just rubbing it my face that i don't live there anymore. Abe and I were debating whether or not we should go to salt lake just for Broken Social Scene. I am so mad about this. I would pay a lot of money to see any of those bands, but no, they are in Salt lake, for free! Why do bands skip over Phoenix? seriously though... Abe and I were looking for shows to go to, and wait... they were NONE! not only do we have to bake in this heat, we also get to listen to the"Top 20 songs" over and over again. We are living in the wrong city.

two years in uruguay

While watching the RSL vs. KC game on the desktop in our 800 square foot home of pure stucco, I received an email picture from my loved friends in slc that where at rice-eccles watching the game, REB Too Tall and Homer. When I lived in Uruguay for two years, I never felt as homesick as I did at that moment. But while living in Uruguay for two years I was never able to cope with homesickness as I am able to now thanks to conjugal living

the day in the life

Since Xbox 360 Live's inception, there's been 2,300,000,000 hours spent playing games on the network. Which is 95,000,000 days. Which is 260,000 years. 2,000,000 text and voice messages are sent over the service every day. My husband... he is one of them. It all started when Abe's friends got him an Xbox 360 for "our" wedding present. Wedding present? really? Everyday, if not every other day Abe is on the Xbox 360. It wouldn't be such a big deal, but when he is playing, he is occupying not just the television, but the internet too. So what do i get to do... i am left with no other choice, but to be stuck watching him play. yeah, thanks for the wedding present. I really picture my first year of marriage, watching my husband say ridiculous things into headset, while his are eyes glued to the T.V.( I hope everyone is picking up on my sarcasm.) So, to entertain myself, i started recording all of things he says. Its funny to me, because its things that i didn't expect Abe to ever say to me in real life.
"Look at this guy twitching, i feel bad because i killed him."
"dude."
"Look at my gun, customized baby!"
"dude."
"Do you want to see me snipe this guy?"
"dude, dude."
"Do you want to play? I can plug you in."

Did he really think i wanted to play? All i could say in response was,"this game swears."
Just another day in the life of being Mrs. Abe Reyna.
(feel free to kidnap me at anytime.)

The Captain's Mistress

Last night it was brought to my attention that Jessica was famed for her great skill when it came to the Milton Bradley game Connect Four, circa 1974. Two players, ages generally range from 7 and up; games tend to last around ten minutes. I was curious to see her in her flair that made her a Connect Four celebrity in the Provo area. Children would come from a far to see her toy with her challenger, as she juggled the checkers across her knuckles, starring straight at them as if she could read ones thoughts. I must be honest with you, I did fear for my life as we laid out the travel size game. Instantly, I lost the first game not even knowing what had happen, I felt violated and used all at once. I mustard up all of my courage and took her once more. Final tally: Abe-6, Jessica-1. I was foolish to think that we could simply “spoon” afterwards…but that wasn’t the case. Needless to say, after she reads this, she most likely wont “spoon” with me tonight as well.

snucomes

One more thing, while I'm just rambling...When i first started this blog i was kind of nervous, i felt this pressure to write about really cool things that me and abe do( and i will do that). But really? thats probably not what I'll be writing about most of the time. I like to talk about nothing that has any real importance. Thats how my brains thinks. You know, its the thoughts that come you when you are driving alone or in the shower. I feel like i need to get these thoughts out or my brain will just explode. Just bare with me. thank you.

Everything is a "situation" to me. i.e."what are you going to do about that situation?" ; " how do you feel about that situation?". I don't even know why i say it so much... it just comes out. When i say it, it can mean anything. Abe missed a call from a friend, and i say" what are you going to do about that situation?" when its not really a "situation" at all, but i just call it that.
I also attach "or something" at the end of my sentences. i.e. " i think we are going to my parents house or something"; " I'm really hungry or something"; " I think she is cute or something". Can i even do that? Do all English majors hate me right now, because i talk/write like that? I don't even make sense when i say these things. They have to hate me, they probably have some club.The" i wish Jessica would not talk like that" club. And they would also discuss that i frequently write run- on sentences. i like to call it rambling, but they would probably call it " poor grammar". well good thing this club does not actually exists and i am free to write and talk how i please(even if it doesn't make sense)