HERE AM I

We all wanted that high school sweetheart
We wanted to be young in the fifties with meatloafs and sock hops
and lawns so perfect they looked like Clark Gable was kissing them

We wanted to be thirteen and alive and meet a girl that was thirteen and alive
and walk with her pass the grandstands
to sit and hold hands with to sit and kiss with to sit and sit with
but that never happened

We wanted to be poor but not too poor
connecting this country like Kerouac and thumbs
winking at small town waitresses
pulling them into back seats and trailer park homes
where the two of you would find passion expanding
between the locking of your bones
and morning would come to find you out on the road
with your pockets empty but for your hands
but your hands they’d be overflowing with your soul
but that’s not what happened

We once climbed into beds like the day was a hard mountain
and the sheets were a valley where dinosaurs still lived
and how we would explore them with a flashlight
catching them between pages and pictures
of triceratops and brontosauruses
but even he was opened up with the smoke of the houses
on the corners we once climbed through
the streets and footballs with which we once threw
the school desks upon which we once drew
the windows that sat open through which we once flew
before the outside world
of parking spaces and dead friends came flooding on in
and we forgot what we wanted
and became what we become:
waitresses and bartenders
city employees and temp positions
grown children and dead adults
we are junkies and one kiss poems
and we cry the stars

We write our scars onto dumpsters and electric boxes
because the only thing we can hear is our hearts
and the only ones listening are the streets
to the blood that breathes through the letters we leave
we try to rise up out of these burning buildings
but instead get buried somewhere beneath
because I know my life my life is a high school kid’s notebook
that kid that goes back and forth between school and home
stacking the letters and the pictures
into sentences that save him
stacked too close for anyone outside of his own imagination to read
because it’s through the ink that his heart beats
that his heart breathes

And we all just wanted to just write these notes:
check if you like me check if you don’t
check if you’ll date me check if you won’t
because we all wanted the love songs to be true
and we all loved dinosaurs once
and we all wanted the stars
to hold our hands to lick the teeth to fuck us
but they end up fucking us

So let your smile twist
like my heart dancing precariously on the edge of my finger tips
staining them that same high school kid
licking his thoughts using his sharpie tip
writing:
I WUZ HERE
I wuz here motherfuckers
and ain’t none of yall can write that in the spot that I just wrote it in
I am here motherfucker
and we all here motherfucker
and we all motherfuckers motherfucker
because every breath I give brings me a second closer
to the day that my mother may die
and every breath I take takes me a second further
from the moment she caught my father’s eye
because every word I carry is another stone to put into place
in the foundation I’m building to ease the days
and help erase something I never saw:
what all of us wanted and what none of us got
what we all had and have and what we all forgot
that we all became something
and it may not be what we once thought it’d be when we were kids
but something is still something
and like some cats say
something’s better then nothing
feet are smarter than an engine
dreams are stronger than thighs
and questions are the only answers we need
to know that we’re still as alive as the time when I held the mind of a child
asking why is 2 +3 equal to 5?
Where do people go when they die?
What made the beauty of the moon? the beauty of the sea?
Did that beauty make you did that beauty make me?
Will it make me something?
Will I be something
Am I something?
And the answer comes:

I already am
I always was
and you still have time to be

-AM

Funny how a melody, sounds like a memory

I had a WILD thought just now.  It was that maybe, just maybe, I should just do what I want.  I should just say what I feel, and react how I want, when I want, if I want to.  I spend so MUCH time and effort every day, reacting in the way that I know will produce the outcome I want.  I always get what I want.  I text back an appropriate amount of seconds/minutes/hours later, (most often hours, and most often because I really just do have a busy life, and I don't drop everything just to reply to something that could most likely wait until I am finished working, or more likely, when I'm bored) but sometimes, just sometimes, I purposely delay, because I don't want to seem overeager.  I don't want you to know that I'm into you.  I LIKE playing hard to get.  Its fun for me. I want you to want me.  I hate being the girl that 90% of all girls are thanks to insecurity, hormones, their need to feel loved. I think all girls go through a phase like this - a first boyfriend, love etc. We all learn, move on, and become a little stronger because of it, and choose our next path more carefully.  We nurse our wounds.  We heal.

I rarely ever send duplicate texts or start up a new topic if I am anxious or irritated that I haven't received a response.  I don't call first, and in fact, often I don't even call you back. Not until you've really worked your way into my heart.  I always wait for YOU.  God forbid you be doing the same thing, it becomes a battle of the wills, and I never lose.  Being the girl that did all of the opposite three years ago got my heart broken. I went all in, too fast.

Since then, I've put up a wall. A shell. Armour. Now I'm the one in control, and I like it.  It saves me from heartbreak.  I do the breaking.  I didn't mean for it to turn out that way, but it seems that you have to be one or the other.  The breaker or the broken.  What is better: to be loved, or to love? If you had to choose? I chose the former, when I should have chosen the latter. Sure, when I feel the same way, I reciprocate once I feel secure enough, safe enough, confident enough, that if I let my true feelings shine through that I won't be broken again.  Its become a habit to not do this until it is far too late, irreparable.  But now I want to give, and hopefully in turn receive, but who can say if I will? I guess that is really the question: are you brave enough to take the risk? Do you have enough courage to fall in love?

I'm on fire, I'm on the run

If I had to rate my life on a scale of one to ten, I think it would score a solid 8.8. But what exactly is it that I need to do to score that extra 1.2?

If you knew my story word for word, had all of my history, would you go along with someone like me

I've had such an awesome past few weeks catching up with friends I haven't seen or talked to in AGES lately! True friendship is when you can just pick up the phone or meet up for coffee and talk for hours as if not a day has gone by since you were bffs! Life really does get in the way sometimes, but there's nothing like knowing there will always be those people you can count on! Smiles going out to you all, B, R, C, J & J! Miss you! :)

A jealous kind of love

1. Google (so that I can find out what I've been missing about superheroes)
2. Ryan Gosling
3. 3D

It's always been you

1. Autocorrect/autocapitalization
2. The ACC40
3. Trout

I just know I can't stop thinkin of you

1. Instagram
2. Free Sunday street parking
3. Extra long fabulous phone conversations

Sometimes you're so impossible I should sign a waiver

1. Teamwork
2. 5 year plans
3. Trucker radio

Loose like a goose

1. Landshark
2. Pixie stix
3. Nyan cat

You've got more than money and sense, my friend, you've got heart, and you're going your own way

1. Dentist chapstick
2. Retail therapy
3. Ruckers

Nobody knows it but me

my heart's never smiled so hard

I am thankful:

1. That it's the journey that counts, not the destination.
2. The fact that my parents really made me work for the things I wanted
3. Warm spring rain

That's a little white lie to me

1. Double long mini wheats (wish wheats)
2. Teflon pans
3. Phillip DeFranco

In the middle of the street, our house

1. Bacon
2. Boris and Monster
3. Dynastys*

*see: dynasty. Jaegermeister, Jack Daniels and green Sourpuss. Triple drop shot ftw! ----->

I can't listen to the radio

1. Most bartenders willingness to make any drink you can come up with - think triple drop shot ;)
2. The okanagan lakes
3. Warm sand on your toes

It's time to switch to whiskey, we've been drinkin beer all night

Today I am thankful for:

1. Water
2. Multivitamins
3. Six years of customer service experience

i like your messy hair, and the clothes you wear

Whiskey, whaaaaat? Yessiree boys and girls, last night was one for the books.  Amanda, Jason and I went to Heroes for their last night open since classes are out for the year, and I of course drank half a mickey of crown royal on the walk from the car to the bar, and by the time we were in the door I was having a grand ol time.  Maybe before we even walked in the door. The evening was spent d-d-dancing away like a crazy person and listening to some pretty decent live local bands.  It was a totally chill crowd with good music and DJs, and honestly, not very busy, which I think I actually really liked! By the time we got home (this involved a treacherous journey in which Amanda drove Jason's genesis and I floated around in the "back seat" with all the DJ equip) I was basket case of hysterical giggles. Maybe the entire bar was hot boxed and that haze wasn't from a smoke machine? Hmm. Anyhoo, we immediately walked in the door of home and us drunkies demanded Amanda take us to Mc D's for double quarter pounders. I disgusted myself by scarfing one down in ten seconds flat whilst laying upside down, and then munching on a boston cream donut for dessert. Blech?  The evening was concluded with me rapping along to Karmin's cover of Look At Me Now over and over like some sort of pale gingery gangsta with a lack of weapons or talent.  Win, win, win.

Today I have so far drank the equivalent of FIVE standard size water bottles, and I am feeelin goooood! Mana made me french toast when I woke up, and I even got some cleaning done, went to the grocery store, and showed up to work looking cute! Daaang i'm lucky to have such a great roommate/DD/besty!

Wednesday I went to a ladies night thing at the mall because Candace had her photobooth set up there, it was sooo much fun! I got my makeup done, there was eyebrow threading, henna, health assessments, raffles, and freee FOOD! Well I suppose it wasn't really free, but I just walked in like I owned the place when I got there, and I suppose convinced the dude at the ticket booth than I belonged, because I never did end up paying... heh.  I spent a lot of time hanging out by the snacks because I hadn't had dinner, and as I was shoving face with meat & cheese cracker sandwiches, one of the hosts walked up and pointedly selected one cucumber sliver to nibble on and gave me a scathing look that plainly said "you're a fatass." Naturally I made eye contact and picked up two pieces of cake and a brownie (these were actually for Candace but I didn't mention it.)


1. Dancing
2. Really nice cashiers that totally make your day
3. Water

Someday I will find my way back to where your name is written in the sand

1. Star Wars
2. Mangos
3. Sunny carefree days where you can roll the windows all the way down and blast your wannabe gangsta beats :)

Ripped jeans, skin was showing

1. Photo booths
2. How I met your mother interventions
3. Things that are gluten free

ask directions from a genie in a bottle of jim beam and she lies to you

Heyo, kids!

I've done seven days of being grateful, and though I have really enjoyed doing it, I don't think that I really feel noticeably happier... Maybe my happy is just maxed out? I mean, c'mon, I AM pretty happy when you think about it.  Anyhow, I'm going to carry on with my daily grateful post for the next two weeks and just see what happens!

Right now, I am relaxing in the sunny warm showroom of Honda, drinking a delicious blended mango juice.  It is turning into quite a good day.  To update you all on the recent craziness of my life - I moved into a awesomeee new place in Juni with Amanda as my roommate and the place is wonderful! But my landlords are completely psycho.  They started out wanting to keep half of their shit in our storage space (uh, no), text us rude snotty things every other day, told me that we have to keep the blinds shut because my cats scare their dog (WTF), and that if we keep having sooo many people over, we'll have to start paying part of the water bill. Um... what? Not to mention, their fluffy, cotton ball ugly tiny dog wakes me up every morning just before eight, barking and then when it doesn't get acknowledged, it begins to HOWL like a HOUND.

Needless to say, we are moving out.

So I'm sneakily planning and dreaming and conniving and I'm going to see what I can come up with over the next couple of weeks before we give our notice on May the 1st.  I'm just sooo sick of paying someone else's mortgage with my own rent money, but I'm not really in a position where I want to have the responsibility of, or even could buy a real house.

I know you all have your noses pressed up against the screen, holding your breath to see which decision I make next in my crazy life, so not to worry, I will be keeping you posted ;)

If you want to buy me flowers, just go ahead now

1. Harry Potter
2. ICBC's document processing's ability to fix almost anything you screwed up if you're charming enough to the nerdy dude on the other end of the phone.
3. Curry

Every word you say, I think I should write down, dont want to forget come daylight

1. Custom interior design
2. The feel of little kitty paws patting your face when your alarm goes off
3. Fireplaces

You are the sunrise, go back to bed, I want to make you laugh

1. Hello toast
2. Inexplicably good opportunities - some would call it luck
3. Good neighbors

I believe in self assertion, destiny or a slight diversion

1. Krispy Kreme donuts
2. 3G
3. Sea shells

if you got eyes look at me now, OH

Woweee you all are great! So great! Thanks to some seriously GREAT blogger updating, I can finally see just HOW great! Seeing that people really do read this and obviously enjoy and become return readers is sooo rewarding, and it really makes me realize that I'm not writing just to write! Why you all continue to read my occasionally snarky but mostly trival rants is beyond me, but I can't say I don't love it! Time to start commenting y'all, because I know you're out there ;)

Ps: the pulled pork was AWESOME! Even though I was soo full of WHOPPER and poutine I could hardly even force down one bunwich until midnight! Gosh I love whoppers. Must be the obscene amount of mayo...

My haters are real

1. Roommates*
2. Ginseng
3. Mom


*Amanda woke me up just in time to throw on pants and speed to work yesterday - I guess I slept through my alarm. Legit, 9:48 I was dreaming, 10:01 I was in the door to work and I even looked half decently cute. Not to mention, roommates usually mean real dinners. I would be happy with coming home and cracking a can of salmon and calling it good for the night, but Mana actually likes to have a meal haha. This week so far we've had broccoli and cauliflower with homemade cheese sauce and marinated steak, chicken tikka masala with mango buttermilk smoothies, and today I am making pulled pork!! (I know, I know you're all "Wtf Niki YOU'RE cooking?!?!") this is definitely a one off, but I had pulled pork over Christmas at work and I had never tried it before! It was seriously the most delicious thing I have ever tasted it my life!! Ever! So when I discovered Amanda's crock pot and pork tenderloin was but one get one free at coopers, I just couldn't pass it up :) I'll keep you posted on how it tastes, but so far the house smells AMAZING!

We can talk rocket science, jesus or politics

I had a DELICIOUS coffee tonight! Key word,'tonight.' Unfortunately as some of you know all too well, I can hardly sleep after having a coffee before 9am! I'm gonna have to write tonight off as an all-nighter unless I decide to take some NyQuil to knock myself out, but I'm really not sure if I should condone that sort of gratuitous drug use... Hahahahaha... For those of you out there that are failing to see the humor - the irony is in the fact that caffeine itself is a drug, and a very addictive one at that. Anyhoo, I decided to stop my fingers drumming away frantically and to prevent a nervous twitch from setting in, I would distract myself from all of this pent up energy by sharing my latest obsession with you - instagram! For months I thought it was stupid, but alas, here I am eating my words!

Anyhoo - enjoy, and follow me: niki_447 <3

Driving me crazy with that kiss-me smile

1. My gingerness
2. My sister
3. Slam poetry

I see us on a beach down in Mexico

Today I am grateful for:

1. Apple products
2. Kayaks
3. Starbucks naked mango smoothies

stand a little taller

I have this new thing that I can't wait to try - apparently, writing down three things that you are grateful for every day for 21 days, that you will be significantly happier - just like that! Instant! Not to mention that the effects of this can last for up to SIX MONTHS! Perfect. Easy fix! Too easy probably, but i'm going to give it a shot for three weeks anyways. I thought it was interesting, though, that most people assume that success leads to happiness, when really it is more likely the other way around.  The happier you are, the more optimistic you are, and in turn the more likely it is that you will climb further up the corporate ladder -  employers like go-getters, and people that are good with customers and co-workers. Not to mention, a happy employee is much more likely a long-term employee.  I staunchly believe that when I love what I do, success has to come. When the mood is positive, we give rise to our self-esteem, leading to a relentless pursuit of success. 


Today I am grateful for:

1. tuna melts
2. free water at dealerships
3. the smell of freshy mown gras

Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony.- Mahatma Gandh

Get out, get out, get of my head and fall into my arms instead.

hit me up

As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let us down, probably will. You'll have your heart broken and you'll break others' hearts. You'll fight with your best friend or maybe even fall in love with them, and you'll cry because time is flying by. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, forgive freely, and love like you've never been hurt. Life comes with no guarantees, no time outs, no second chances. you just have to live life to the fullest, tell someone what they mean to you and tell someone off, speak out, dance in the pouring rain, hold someone's hand, comfort a friend, fall asleep watching the sun come up, stay up late, be a flirt, and smile until your face hurts. Don't be afraid to take chances or fall in love and most of all, live in the moment because every second you spend angry or upset is a second of happiness you can never get back.

i like how it feels

Love it?! I thought you would.
It was about time this blog had a makeover.

I gave my notice to my landlords today! Its official! HELLOO, 1200 square foot basement suite with master bedroom and big windows and a Mana to keep me company! Hello, healthy dinners and painting and a kitchen table! Hello, 5 minute drive to work and cheaper rent!

Just thought you should know...

DIRECT ORDERS

You have been given a direct order to rock the fuck out. 
Rock out like you were just given the last rock n roll album on earth 
and the minutes are counting down to flames.
Rock out like you just won both Showcase Showdowns.
Rock out like the streets are empty except for you, your bicycle, and your headphones.
Rock out like your lips were just placed onto a break dancing muse 
with legs that go all the way up.
Rock out like Publisher's Clearing House is ringing at your front door.
Rock out like you'll never have to open up a text book again.
Rock out like you get paid to disturb the peace.
Rock out like music is all that you've got.

Rock out like you were standing on a roof top and the city is as loud and glowing 
as a river flowing below you.
Rock out like the plane is going down and there are 120 people on board 
and 121 parachutes.
Rock out like the streets and the books are all on fire 
and the flames can only be extinguished by doing the Electric Slide.
Rock out like it's Saturday afternoon and Monday was a national holiday.
Rock out like somebody's got a barrel pointed to your temple saying 
Rock out like your life depended on it fool! because it does.
Rock out like your eyes are fading but you still got your ears 
but you don't know for how long 
so rock out like 5 o’clock time meant pop n’ lock time.
Rock out like you've got a pants full of tokens and nothing to do but everything.
Rock out like you are the international Skee-ball champion of the entire universe.
Rock out like you just escaped an evil orphanage to join a Russian circus.
Rock out like your hero is fallen and you are spinning your limbs until they burst 
into a flaming pyre of remembrance.
Rock out like you are enslaved in the South and dancing is all that you have 
to know who you are.
Rock out like your dead grandfather just came back to take a ride with you 
in your brand new car.
Rock out like the table was full.
Rock out like the neighbors are away.
Rock out like the walls won't fall but dammit you're gonna die trying to make them.
Rock out like the stereo's volume knob only has the figure 8 of infinity on it 
instead of merely numbers.
Rock out like it's raining outside and you got a girl to run through it with.
Rock out like you were playing football in the mud 
and your washing machine ain’t broken.
Rock out like you threw your window open on your honeymoon 
because you want the whole world to know what love is.
Rock out like you just got a book published.
Rock out like you just went to your high school reunion to find out everyone even the women are all ugly and balding except for the former homecoming queen who has just been divorced by her impotent  husband and who only has eyes for you.
Rock out like you've got a date with Heidi Klum.
Rock out like the shadow of man passes behind you, drops you to your knees, you're buckling in a sweat, cold metal's pressed to the back of your skull, the trigger is pulled, 
and the gun jams.
Rock out like you got an empty appointment book and a full tank of gas.
Rock out like Jimi has returned carrying brand new guitar strings.
Rock out like the mangos are in season.
Rock out like the record player won't skip.
Rock out like this was the last weekend, 
like these were the last words, 
like you don't ever want to forget how.

-Anis Mojgani

"Because you wear pink but write poems
about bullets and gravestones. Because you yell
at your keys when you lose them, and laugh,
loudly, at your own jokes. Because you can hold a pistol,
gut a pig. Because you memorize songs, even commercials
from thirty years back and sing them when vacuuming.
You have soft hands. Because when we moved, the contents
of what you packed were written inside the boxes.
Because you think swans are overrated.
Because you drove me to the train station. You drove me
to Minneapolis. You drove me to Providence.
Because you underline everything you read, and circle
the things you think are important, and put stars next
to the things you think I should think are important,
and write notes in the margins about all the people
you’re mad at and my name almost never appears there.
Because you make that pork recipe you found
in the Frida Khalo Cookbook. Because when you read
that essay about Rilke, you underlined the whole thing
except the part where Rilke says love means to deny the self
and to be consumed in flames. Because when the lights
are off, the curtains drawn, and an additional sheet is nailed
over the windows, you still believe someone outside
can see you. And one day five summers ago,
when you couldn’t put gas in your car, when your fridge
was so empty—not even leftovers or condiments—
there was a single twenty-ounce bottle of Mountain Dew,
which you paid for with your last damn dime
because you once overheard me say that I liked it."

"Regrets come, but only in despair. let life today be your only care. Find a smile in the sun and peace in the rain, celebrate the good times and embrace the pain. Yesterday is gone, of memories let it be full. For tomorrow, never forget, is always inevitable."

Everything is groovy

I'm a dance hall dirty breakbeat; make the snow fall up from underneath your feet; not alone, I'll be there; tell me when you want to go

Happy Thursday, blog posse!

I was just cleaning the dreaded "under the bed" or at least, I was trying to, but I got sooo incredibly distracted, that I still have not really cleaned a thing, and maaan is it dusty. But, alas, here I sit, blogging about it.

What managed to capture my attention for so long, was a binder.  One of those old ones from like highschool, with the zippers and the many pockets and little built in file folders. This particular binder was a garish shade of pink, that had been absolutely COVERED in black sharpie from some of my days working at the carwash.  *breaks into song*

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(Niki youtubes song and puts on iphone)

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Alrighty, I'm back.  Like I said, distractions, distractions! Anyways, in this binder of memories, I found like 50 cards! I do this weird thing where I seriously keep like every single card I have ever gotten for like the last ten years (and probably before that too, but my mum most likely threw them out.  She thinks its hording, I think its treasuring...) Anyways, they stay on my fridge for like the ENTIRE year, until the new ones come along. Birthday cards, graduation cards, valentines day cards, Christmas cards, you name it! So I sat and read them for like an hour, and it just really made me feel so lucky. (Yes, I'm going to get all mushy on you here...ew.) It really made me realize, I couldn't have made it this far without all of the encouragement and trust and love from all of my family, friends and coworkers.  I am lucky to have such a great group of people to stand by my side and believe in me! Wow you guys are awesome! It's hard to keep in touch when you aren't in the same city, or sometimes even the same province or country as the people you care about, but it is really true what they say - the people that truly care will make it happen. I guess what I'm trying to say, is... THANK YOU!

Aaaaaand that is the first draft of my noble prize winning speech..... KIDDING! I really mean it. It never comes out on paper quite the way I want it to, but I'm honestly just kind of overcome with emotion right now anyways.  (psst - that means I may or may not have shed a tear on this keyboard..)

Anyhoo, back to packing. Did I mention I'm moving, by the way!?! Juniper, with Amanda! March 15th.  Think 1200 square feet of awesome, with a master bedroom and a true blue kitchen table, 5 minutes from work. WEEOO! I am so excited I can hardly breathe! So basically, between that and work going so fabulously (i'm selling replacment policies like a maniac) my life is good. I've just decided that instead of dating I'll settle for brainwashing Ryan Kesler into leaving his wife and marrying me instead in like 5 years or something. Problem solved!

I'll post a brotip tomorrow or something to get this blog back on track and out from underneath the cloud of sappy lovey emotions :P

"Life is too short to be anything but happy"

I wish I had a mango tree
In my backyard
With you standin next to me
Take the picture
From her lips I heard her say
Can I have you
Caught up in what to say
I said you do

I said you do
I said you do

Through my eyes I can see
A shooting star
Weavn it's way across the sea
Somewhere from mars
Down the street we would run
To scratch our names in the park
Young and free in the sun
Wheels upon the tar

I said you do
I said you do
I said you do.

Don't ever forget what a wonderful person you are.

I'm pretty sure I already sent this link to like half the people in my contact list, but... SO FUNNY!!

Click me :D  <------ HAHAHAHAHHAHA

Theres somethin in the bottom of this drink ive just gotten and it dont look like a worm to me.

Hellooo, all you night owls out there! Of course, the one night I can actually get to bed at a halfway decent hour, I absolutely can not sleep! And now it's not even a halfway decent hour anymore, it's actually technically "tomorrow..." But, alas, I have decided that I might as well do something productive with my time, and soo, I have decided to upload some Mexico pictures for you! Hurray! And I mean A LOT of pictures, so prepare yourselves!

Out trip was AWESOME! I had THE BEST time! We went in my birthday, but more than anything, I was just soooo excited to spend time with my whole family. It was ridiculous how stoked I was to have Mason, Libby, and Oakes all trapped in a car with me for six hours on the drive to Seattle. No sarcasm. Speaking of the drive down actually, we totally got pulled over by a crazy cop on a motorcycle! Both my parents and me! But guess who got a ticket?! Hint: it wasn't the birthday girl ;)

Anyhoo once, we got there, (I ended up in a mexican airport wearing fuzzy sherpa moccasins... what was I thinking!??!) we tried to find our rental vehicle, which we had been informed would be waiting for us at the airport. This was not the case, and I was starting to freak out that the entire thing had been a scam. I guess I should mention that my mum booked our cabana privately, we didn't stay in a resort. Anyhoo while my mum was making phone calls, I was hyperventilating and one guy asked me how old I was, another if this is my natural hair colour, and a third asked if I would marry him. (whats new? haha) Luckily my mum figured things out and our rental car was on its way to the airport. If you can call this a rental anyways... My mum failed to ask what year our Suburban was, so we were all suspecting something big and shiny like cops tend to drive. Alas it was not so. Our Suburban rocked like a boat and had a bent frame, and there was a trick to do with the windshield wipers to turn it off without draining the battery. It had Alaska plates to boot, but we grew to love it, and I don't think we even ended up having to pay for it in the end:

My mum was kind of freaking out at this point, saying things like "if this condo is ANYTHING like this vehicle we are NOT staying there!!" But it was all for naught, the place was BEAUTIFUL! The pool was ten feet from our front door, and the ocean just a hop, skip and a jump from that!!

We did a lot of super cool activities, like a glass bottom boat tour, where you could see all these fishies swimming around under the boat, and we went out to the famous lovers cove which is on TONS of tourist-y type magazines.

The harbour was really beautiful!

I kinda wished I was on this boat.....

This was Scooby Doo according to our awesome captain! hahahahaha

Lovers Cove! The tide was in but maaaan, is it ever gorgeous!

Seals playing hide and go seek ;)

Snorkeling, was also a TON of fun! I could have done it all day, but, surprise, surprise, I was getting burnt because my sunscreen was just not that waterproof -  but I did get to see some sweet little watery beasties, included a big huge eel, and a huge purple fish with all white eyes and huge fangs!! We also went on tons of little excursions on our own, it was so cool to actually see the real mexico, instead of just the inside of a resort, though at some times it was a little scary :P we found a couple of really cool almost completely deserted beaches!!

Me and the sis reading... again :P

My papa swimming. It was sooo shallow the whole way out!

My mama lookin HAWT.

Ghetto Mexico: 

 A couple of the restaurants we went to, they ONLY spoke Spanish! It was really cool, but hard to order, and i'm pretty sure sometimes I had like no clue what I was actually ordering at all haha. One place we went to, my mum got this huge "stone bowl" - it was SO COOL and seriously the most DELICIOUS thing I have EVER tasted! Ever!

 The pictures make it look really weird, but basically it was just pork, cheese, cactus, and onion! Roasted and served in the stone bowl, on the wooden pallet they pulled it out of the oven on!

Another one of our favorite places to go was called Shooters. Ten peso beers!! That's less than a buck!! The servers were all sooo friendly and funny, and they served just boring old american food like bacon and pancakes, and I was all for that!!! In all honesty I don't actually much like beans or salsa hahahaha.

The one other restaurant I LOVED was fairly expensive but the servers were fantastic. The owner of the place came up to our table and introduced the entire crew of staff working! I had the most AMAZING fish, topped with a TON of seafood including octopus, which i LOVED!!!

Anyways, it was really a fantastic family trip, and this past week of minus thirty degrees has really made me miss it!!

I discovered my reflection in my dad's sunglasses... hahahahaha. 

Us looking cute as usual.

At the market!

Maybe a bit much tequila for these kidsssss. *cough, cough, i mean adults of legal drinking age, cough*

Just some more ghetto mexico, nbd..

THE HUGEST BOAT EVER with a helicopter on it! Whaaat!?

I really only drank beer if we weren't at home because I was soooo afraid of getting sick from the water! Juice - scary. Water - scary. Margaritas - scary. Pop - ice, scary. I never did actually get drunk one single time though, I just became a weird casual drinker or something... Plus, I despise tequila. Nevertheless, I ended up being the only one that actually DID get sick, but luckily it held off until we got back home... 

My mum trying to get a nice picture with the boys.... keep dreaming :P

Talk about bad lighting! This is the totally spanish-speaking restaurant. YUM

We so cute.

My favorite picture of the trip I think! Not too shabby for the ol iphone my mum was actually brave enough to bring on a BOAT! Mine stayed turned off in my suitcase for an entire 10 days :D

Words can't even describe...

Mmmm, belly button fuzz....?

I did SOOO much creeping on the surfers! Like.. SO much.

This guy was just out and about on the beach everyday trying to sell his colourful bracelets and necklaces. We ended up buying quite a lot of stuff from him on one of the last days. He told Libby she has nice teeth.

Its actually a shower!! I didn't notice for like at least five days..

Poisonous!! Luckily we only saw dead sea urchins.. they were sooo coool!

Do you see a face? I see a face.

I read SIX BOOKS while we were there! Thanks to this handy bookshelf full of books in the workout room! They were all just left from tourists, I think. Lib and I spent houuuurs in front of this thing. It was amazing.

Trying to get a nice family picture of something... hahahahhaah. Mum doesn't understand that the lack of perfection in all of our "family photos" is what makes them so perfect. 

THEY'RE TRYING TO WET WILLY HER HAHAHAHHAH

So funny I almost passed out... ahh...

My awesome surprise birthday present from Oakes!! Best thing ever!!

Anyhoo, y'all, one day i'll put these all on fb so that I can tag them all properly, but since it took me like a WEEK to make this blog, i'm just faaaar too lazy now :)