The Help

For those of you who haven't seen this movie [The Help] I suggest you go and see it, right away! . . . Go, what are you still reading this for!
Yes, the movie is just what it sounds like, it's about the help, the maids, the housekeepers and child raisers, the slaves.

My mom says it was a really good book, so if you're more of a reader, than maybe that would be better for you, BUT she did also so that the movie was a perfect match up to the book.

Without giving too much away, it's about these women,

Who serve these women,

And finally decide they are fed up and that their story needs to be told, and their stories are definitely tear jerkers.

I have to admit that I feel a little sting of awkwardness when I watch movies about the slaves. In a room full of white people, how do you not feel awkward? I'm feeling upset, and a lot of hatred, but I always wondered what the white people feel.

Obviously I'm not anywhere near full black, but that little bit in me is enough that I would have been a slave in the day.

It's great though to think of the people that went through hell like that so that I can go to public school with white kids, so that I can ride in the front of the bus, so that I am treated as a human being and not an animal.

So, thank you every African American that stood up for who they were and weren't ashamed of it.

School Shopping

We went school shopping for Michael today after he got home from school...

$300 dollars worth of welding gear.

I told him he better get a nice job so that all his gear is worth it!

He was SO excited, it was like a little kid at Christmas!

I actually can't wait for Christmas now... if he was so excited about his welding stuff, he's going to be very excited about the Transformer toys I'm planning on getting him, he's IN LOVE with transformers. Every time we go to Walmart I'm dragging him out of the toy section, telling him, "Maybe Santa will get you Transformer toys for Christmas,"

School Days

Michael starts school tomorrow morning. His first class is at 8, so lucky me, I get to play Mom and wake up nice and early to make him a nice breakfast (:

I feel like I'm sending a child off to school.

We stopped by Walmart today to buy him some supplies, (and a movie cause he likes to act like he is so picked on because he has to go to school in the morning) and some things to make him his YAY-school-is-here-breakfast.

While we were walking to our car after getting his student ID, I asked him, "Why did you decide to go back to school?"

Michael graduated in 2009 from Delta High and has never been to college, until now.

I didn't think his decision to go back to school had anything to do with me. When we were

very first dating (like a week into it!) he told me he wanted to go back to school, because it seemed like a good idea. So I just figured he was finally tired of bumming around Delta, Utah and wanted to get out and make something of his life.

BUT, I was wrong.

I'm not sure if his answer was cute, or insulting.

Michael: "I'm going back to school because of you."

Me: "Why? I never told you that you should go back to school."

Michael: "I know, but when I first met you, I thought 'If I want to keep this girl, I better go back to school', so here I am."

Me: "Yes, but why did you think that?"

Michael: "Because you looked really high maintenance, so I figured I'd need a good job to support all the things you were going to want."

See? very cute and sweet... but I wasn't sure how to take the high maintenance part.

So I asked him, "Am I as high maintenance as you thought I was going to be?"

Michael: "Oh yeah."

Little Mili

We're in Delta for the weekend.

The entire face of one of Michael's teeth chipped off, so his dentist said he would crown it for free...there is the benefit of living in Delta. It's a super small town, and the town dentist is Michael's best friend's dad.

It's our engagement present (:

We've been trying to visit as many people as possible while we're here since we're not down this way very much anymore.

So of course we ended up at Michael's older brother's house, Manolo.

Manolo lives with his girlfriend Sonnit and their kid Malisha.

Malisha is the definition of Latina spit fire.

Manolo is full mexican, so I'm sure that's where she gets it.

Michael and I were sitting on the couch and Malisha decided to join us. Michael started bothering her(like usual) and blowing in her face. She couldn't quite figure out

how he was doing that (she's only 2 1/2) so she kept trying to plug the hole in his lips where the air was coming out of. Finally, fed up with him being annoying, she slapped him right on the mouth and said, "Stop it Michael, I don't like that!"

She's a doll, and knows just how to handle her men.

I hope my girl will be like her... especially if she's going to be stuck with an annoying dad like Michael

Here We Come SLCC

On July 1st, Michael and I will be moving into our nook.

We can not wait!

We were going to wait till the end of July, but we're getting too antsy.

So we're rushing to get things put together.

I just made a 'Master Grocery List' today, and it goes on, and on and on and on...lots of silly things I thought I'd never have to buy...

wooden spoons,

toilet cleaner,

a toilet scrubber,

nutmeg...

I'm living with my grandma right now since I was kicked out of my room by Twit #1. She's a big girl now and needs her own room.

Grandma Shanna had an extra room (king sized bed all to myself!) so I took it. I love living with grandma... but I'd love living with my sweetie better.

It's hard not having any friends. I have more friends in Delta than I have up here now.

Not only do I have no friends up here, but my best friend is 2 hours away, and I'm definitely ready to be with him everyday!