Monday, December 1, 2008


After seeing NKOTB I wasn’t sure if any other concert would be able to surpass them in performance and talent, but alas, I was wrong.Two weekends ago I went to see Coldplay with my friend Tasha. The concert was amazing! Probably the best concert I’ve ever been too. I never pegged Coldplay for an entertaining band, but they blew me away. Chris Martin (who has the most gorgeous curly hair) was so entertaining and ran all over the stage dancing and singing (of course) and getting the crowd pumped up. The rest of the band was equally entertaining, but the drummer, Will, was a second personal favorite. He’s cute and insanely talented – he played at least 5 different instruments throughout the show. The band kept the energy up the entire time and got the crowd involved as well. Tasha and I attempted to sit down once or twice, but the show was so energetic that you wanted to be up dancing and singing along.

The stage design itself was amazing. The back drop was a huge screen that had different images of revolutionary type artwork being displayed, or close-ups of the band. They also had several large white balls hanging from the ceiling that had various images projected on them. There were two additional screens further up by the ceiling that were showing the concert and I was actually watching the screen more then the band at times. The way they filmed the concert was amazing. I have a feeling a DVD of this tour will be coming out soon.

During the song Lover’s In Japan (a personal favorite) they released thousands of paper butterflies into the audience. It was quite a beautiful sight and I was a little sad that I wasn’t closer to stage to be apart of the falling butterflies. At one point during the show the band ran off stage and then ran up into the audience and played a couple of songs up there. Our friends Loren, Steve & Catchpole were in this section and were only five rows away from the band! I’m a little jealous!
Coldplay singing in the crowd
Lover's In Japan - millions of paper butterflies!

One thing that impressed me was how polite and humble they were. Chris Martin thanked everyone for coming out and giving up a busy evening to come see them perform. The band really appeared to be excited to be performing for us – something I think some bands neglect to show.

I’ve always been a fan of Coldplay, but now seeing them live I’m bordering on obsessed! Only David Gray and Dave Matthews have been able to capture my attention that way.
It was an amazing evening!

A huge thanks to Loren, Scott and Melanie who sent me their pictures from the concert!

Friday, November 21, 2008

What the Buck?!?

Today I was going about work as normal and I had to run to the building next door to deliver some papers. As I was coming back to the other building I heard this weird click-clack sound on the pavement. I looked up, and what to my wonderous eyes did appear? A 4-point buck! He was just strolling along, crossing between our buildings, then crossed the road and continued down on his merry way.

I wasn't sure I really saw it happen, but I did! I've heard rumor that our building is prone to animal visitors, especially during the winter, but I didn't think I'd ever experience it for myself. I think this is an omen to a good weekend!

Sunday, November 16, 2008

La la la la la la - last night!

15 years ago, they said goodbye - last night they said hello. I'm talking about NKOTB (New Kids on the Block) of course! Last night my friend Kacey and I attended the most anticipated concert of the year, and the best part is that it didn't cost us one cent!

My friend Haley had free tickets and asked me to take them off her hands - I gladly agreed! The night started off very well. Kacey, sporting a side pony tail, had an awesome connection and managed to get us VIP parking. We pulled up to the VIP parking, mentioned our connections name, and they waved us right through. We felt pretty awesome!

The fun kept going after that. I needed to make a bathroom stop before the concert, and as I approached the bathroom I realized that I'd be in line for at least 20 minutes and knowing my issue with restrooms I also knew I may not be able to go. I thought about using the men's room cause there was no line (maybe 20 guys total attended the concert) and as I was thinking that this guy told me I could go in the mens room because no one was in there. So, I went; and so did about ten other ladies. While waiting, this girl came in and announced that she needed to go ASAP - well we all did, so none of us offered to give up our spot. She then had the best idea ever, she'd use a urinal. She walked over, hiked up her skirt to her waist and SAT on the urinal. She didn't hover, she sat! It was at this moment I knew I was going to experience the best night ever!

On our way to our seats, we encountered a girl who was already drunk. Her friend had to prop her up and ask her other guy friend to help her walk to her seat. We finally got to our seats and met our seat neighbors who can only be described as exotic dancers. Their outfits left little to the imagination and their dancing proved that they were taking lessons from Southern X-Posure. I'll have a video link up soon of our favorite dancer.

On to the concert! The boys got started with their new song, Single -which I actually had no idea it was theirs. Well they kept delivering The Right Stuff and stayed in Step by Step while they crooned us and performed some dances that I remembered all to well. I screamed to them over and over "I'll Be Loving You Forever" and for a minute I thought they were going to leave me Hanging Tough, but they didn't! They came back with hit after hit and great dance moves kept coming!

Looking out over the crowd, I noticed it was quite the collection of fans. We had 30+ year old moms who were dancing their hearts out and their kids were just staring at them (some were even sleeping during all of it). We then had girls who only know of the New Kids On The Block from TRL - and not the Saturday morning cartoons like the rest of us. They also have no idea what it means to shout "We're Tough!" or do the dance to "The Right Stuff". They still enjoyed the concert though. We then had people like me and Kacey - who, like the 30 year olds - would freak out when the old classics would come on and knew all the dances and could name each band member. It was a night to remember. We left the concert nearly deaf and kept shouting at each other cause we couldn't tell how loud we were talking. We were singing the songs on the way home and our tired voices kept cracking and going out on us - a good sign that you've enjoyed your night! I wonder if Coldplay will be able to surpass this greatness next weekend... Time will only tell.

I have so many great photos and videos to share and I will post them as soon as I get them from Kacey. Till then, keep Hanging Tough!

Friday, November 7, 2008

That's All Folks!

This post has no purpose or message - like 99% of my posts. Just something I found amusing that I wanted to share.

I was driving home the other day and listening to my iPod on shuffle when Gershwin's Rhapsody in Blue came on (yes, I listen to classical music - get over it!). As I'm listening to the music, I'm picturing Tom & Jerry, the cartoon characters, having quite the battle with a piano and Jerry enjoying a night out on the town.  It then dawns on me that I've seen that before - it's not my imagination. Many of you may recall the great episode where Jerry leaves home and goes to the big city where he dances with a table decoration that's a girl and then gets kicked out. There's also a great scene where Tom is playing the piano music from Rhapsody in Blue and Jerry is in the piano and the piano strings start knocking Jerry around - it's about 11 minutes of great cartoon writing and music.

I then realized that cartoons were probably my first introduction to classical music, political satire and just good television. But I was also saddened by the fact that they don't make great cartoons anymore. My kids will never see Bugs Bunny yell at Hitler, Tom & Jerry fight, Elmer Fudd lose the rascally rabbit, or Road Runner throw a black dot on the wall, run through it and then have a train come out of it as Wyle E Coyote goes chasing after him. I better start buying these on DVD!

Thursday, October 23, 2008

Let the games begin!

Well, it's October and that can only mean one thing in the Johnson home - prank wars! About 3 or 4 years ago my mom bought this huge plastic skeleton face that glows in the dark. Well I came home one night and it was hanging on the basement door. That mask always gave me the pee shivers so one night I took it down and hid it. My mom was less than thrilled. She searched the house, found it, and attached it to my mirror in the bathroom. The next morning I walked in and screamed when I saw it - it wasn't funny. So the war began. I took the mask and hid it in her shower, she then hid it in my closet and it just kept continuing.

So now I know every October when the Halloween decorations come out, that I need to be on my guard. My best spot to date was when I hid it in the washer and when she opened the washer door the skeleton face popped out. I heard her scream that time and it was oddly soothing to my ears.


Wednesday, October 8, 2008

My insignificant 6

6 Insignificant Things About Me

Well Stacy tagged me, so here are 6 insignificant things about me that some of you didn’t know about till now

1. I hate the site of chewed gum! You know how people put their gum on their plate while they eat dinner? Well the site of that makes me want to gag. I’d rather buy that person a whole pack of gum then look at it on their plate.

2. I have broken my left arm twice –two summers in a row and at the same person’s house.

3.I can’t pee if anyone is within a ten foot radius of me. So no groups of girls going to bathroom together and I need to be in public restrooms completely alone or else it’s a waste of my time.

4.I’m a monster! I have abnormally small hands (and according to Emily, small feet). I’ve been told several times that my hands are unusually small. I can’t hold a football and have a hard time with a basketball. I get cramps using chopsticks and I drop things all the time. One of the best examples of this (which is already in an earlier post) is when Emily was talking to one of her friends and discovered that he went to Murray High just like I did. When Emily asked if he knew me, his response was “They girl with brown hair and really small hands? Yeah, I know her.” *Sigh*….

5.On Halloween, I favor the kids based on their costume. If they are dressed as Harry Potter they get at least 5-6 extra pieces of candy. I also favor other costumes like Lord of the Rings, Star Wars, and Disney Princesses. But I also give crappy candy if I don’t approve of the costume. We used to get a bunch of kids between the ages of 13-16 wearing their football jersey top and then rollerblading from house to house. They usually get the gross old lady candy like Werthers, Bit O Honey, etc.

6.I buy books when I’m bored and sad. If I don’t have anything to do on a weekend, I go book shopping. If I’ve had a bad day, I console myself with a book. If I’ve never heard anything about the book, but it just sounds interesting or I like the cover art work, I’ll buy the book. This was fine till I started running out of book shelf space. Now my night stands and dressers are holding stacks of books.

Ok, I now tag the following people to do the same on their website:
Charity & Dean, Julie & Dave, Jill & Justin, Kristin, Tiffany, Emily, Mega Death!, Kathryn, Jenny, Steph, Fox, Haley, Corine, Rachel, Brooke, Michelle White, Michelle Blackham, Carrie, Tasha, Nicole… that’s all I can think of for now. I know a few of you don’t have blogs, but I still want you to email me your list.

Here’s another interesting fact – half of these people don’t even know that I have a blog so I can’t guarantee they’ll get this message. So if you read this blog (all 2 of you – thanks mom & dad!) please feel free to participate!

Tuesday, October 7, 2008


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Monday, September 8, 2008


Humidity, Ice cream, lots of laughs, immodestly dressed little girls, Stephen and his love of David Archuleta, tons of driving, gorgeous scenery and good times. What do all of these items have in common - they all took place on my visit to Ohio for Labor Day weekend and probably one of the funniest and greatest weekends I've experienced in a long time.  We arrived in Ohio Thursday afternoon and went to dinner that night w/ Kristin's friends. We love Kristin, she's awesome - I only wish I could say the same for a few of her friends. We meet King of the D-Bags that night! Who, in a matter of two hours, insulted the state of Utah, tried to convince a girl to show her tatoo (which would have involved some removing of her shirt) because "he's a second year med student and it's ok", discussed politics at dinner (a huge no-no when meeting people for the first time), tried to sound smart using big words but it kept backfiring and lastly - majorly offending me, Kacey and Kristin w/ a gross joke regarding the female anatomy (it takes a lot to offend the three of us). But after all that nonsense, the fun began!

Friday we headed for Cedar Point and Kristin brought her friend Stephen (who we absolutley adore) and spent the entire day at Cedar Point. I got a little car sick on the way there which caused me to sit out a few rides, but other than that, the day was a blast. I couldn't help but feel old though while I was at the park. There were so many girls there wearing just bikini tops and small shorts - so small and revealing that I got the pee shivers several times just looking at these girls. Kacey and I were like two old ladies sitting on a porch discussing what's wrong with the youth of today.  Oh - and we saw several Amish kids with cell phones and digital cameras.

The next day was a busy one. We headed of to Canton, Ohio and spent the morning at the NFL Hall of Fame. Kacey was in heaven and we had to wipe the drool of her chin several times.  It was really neat and we had a lot of fun. We then headed over to Cleveland for the Rock N' Roll Hall of Fame. This was my favorite part! I love music and I love the history and story behind bands. We spent several hours there and then I spent tons of money in the gift shop.

The next day we headed into Cincinnati to watch the infamous Labor Day fireworks. I had a friend tell me about these fireworks, so we did some researching and then headed out there. We ended up at a park and had a great view of the Ohio river and the bridge where the fireworks are let off. They were phenomenal! I had no idea what we were in for and I wasn't disappointed. They lasted about 45 minutes and they had parachuters coming down from the sky with lights on their packs so they looked like falling stars. They had shapes, words - it was just amazing!

Monday, our last day, we just hung out, did some last minute shopping and then said our goodbyes. I had a fantastic time in Ohio and would love to visit again.

The only downside to the trip was a brief experience I had with an airport security personnel. As Kacey and I were going through security, I had to show my drivers license to one of the security people. He looked my license, at me, back to the license and then back at me again. He then said: "This picture right here, this one - this is the best you'll ever look." I wish I was kidding -but I'm not. I know I've had better days, but seriously?! Who says that!?!  

Friday, August 15, 2008

You're Fired! Kidding, you're not!

I recently experienced the odd sensation of being laid off, offered a severance package and then being told that I have another job offer with the same company and same department. I went from freaking out to confused, all in about ten minutes. I’m sure there’s a better way to break that news. Here’s what I was told: “Hey your position is being terminated. Here’s the severance package and your last day is today. Thanks for all of your hard work. Oh, and if you want it – there’s a position with another team and it’s yours if you want it. I just need an answer by tomorrow morning.” But here’s an alternative they could have considered: “Hey, we have to downsize, but we have another option for you. Blah, blah, blah.” But, I’m over it now and luckily still have a job!

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

How Much is that Doggy in the Window?

At the beginning of August I house sat for my friend, Sherry. Sherry and her husband were going out of town and I was asked to stay at the house and watch their dog Rocky. Rocky and I are pretty good friends; I’ve watched him about three other times. Well, this visit was going fairly normal. I work farther away from Rocky now than I did the last few times I watched him, so I wasn’t always able to go home and let him out to use the bathroom at lunch; but we found a way to make it work.

Well the day before Sherry came home, I let Rocky out to use the bathroom and then I got busy cleaning the house. After an hour I realized that I hadn’t heard Rocky at the back door ‘knocking’ to get back in. I went outside to get him and I couldn’t find him. I looked all over the backyard, called his name, searched under the deck (one of his sleeping spots) and in the garden shed. After calling his name for 10 minutes, my worst fears came true – Rocky had escaped! I ran outside with his leash and just started calling his name. I eventually enlisted the help of two cute girls who jumped on their bikes and scouted the neighborhood with me. At this point I was contemplating the cost of buying a dog that looks like Rocky; that plan failed when I realized I didn’t even know the exact breed of dog that Rocky is.

After an hour I decided to call for help. I called my mom and asked if she could drive me around the neighborhood while I looked for him. Right as I met my mom on 4800 S, we both spotted Rocky coming out of someone’s backyard. I shouted for joy, cussed him and then ran towards him. I was so happy to see him! I can’t imagine the phone I would have to make had I not found Rocky: “Hi Sherry, it’s Erin. So, remember your dog Rocky? Well, looks like that’s all you’ll have –memories. I can’t find him.”

Aside from being super dirty, Rocky was fine. We went back to Sherry’s and we boarded up the area where he snuck out. I then hugged Rocky, yelled at him some more and then spoiled him for the rest of the evening. I waited a few hours to call Sherry and tell her what happened – my heart was still racing and I was dreading the phone call. It’s not great to be asked to dog-sit and then lose the dog. It’s frowned upon in most countries – except for maybe Vietnam…

Sunday, July 13, 2008

Just cool Your Japanese Jets!

I enjoyed some fantastic home made sushi this weekend. My friend Emily had a dinner party at her place where we all chipped in and made sushi. It was delicious! I've always wanted to make my own sushi, and now I know how.
I tried to document this thoroughly so I can remember the steps. You first have to lay down soy paper or rice and start patting it into a rectangle.
You should only have 3 items in your sushi roll or else your taste buds will become overwhelmed.
Once you have everything laid out you start rolling it in the bamboo mat.
My first ever sushi roll! I was so proud of myself and everyone laughed at how many pictures I took during this process!
Here's us slicing our rolls! My roll is the one on the right - the less perfect roll. Brian's master piece is on the left.
Emily at one point couldn't handle the stress in the kitchen. Don't worry, we got the knife away before anything happened.
A huge thanks to Mark & Rendy for bringing the soy paper, cooking the tempura veggies and shrimp and being our experts. Also thanks to Brian for making the sticky rice and tackling the hornets nest (that story is below). Thanks to Holly for making the delicious veggie rolls for her boyfriend Jer, even though Jer didn't really like them - he preferred the ones with fish. And a ginormous thanks to Emily and Cailen for hosting a great party and letting us stay at their house all night.
I should mention that before the sushi making started, Emily's husband Cailen and their friend Brian, decided that they needed to get rid of a bees nest. I had to document this event! The hive was sitting at the top of their roof and they were going to spray it, and then knock it down with a stick. It went fairly well and was far more dramatic in person. Emily and I just watched as Brian climbed up on the ladder and blasted the nest with the spray and then jabbed it with the pole. The best part was when the nest flew off and landed on Brian's car. I have video of this, but I haven't figured out how to post video yet.

Wednesday, July 9, 2008

When There's Nothing Left to Burn, You Have to Set Yourself on Fire

*UPDATE - So you can all cool your Japanese jets (Stacy), I've finally added the pictures*
And so begins the theme song to my 4th of July adventure –Your Ex-Lover is Dead, by Stars. For the 4th of July, I headed south and east to Blanding with my friend Nicole. Nicole grew up in Blanding and a lot of her family still lives there. We left Thursday night and began the 5 hour drive around 7:00 pm. Nicole brought along her dog Bella, an imperial shitzu, which translates to “a pain in the ass”. Picture a chicken nugget with legs – this is Nicole’s dog. Now Bella isn’t disobedient, she just hates me and I hate her. Bella loves to bark and when she barks, she spits – I refer to it as sparking. I was sparked on all weekend – not my favorite thing. Well, Nicole and I finally arrived in Blanding around midnight and the town was alive and buzzing. Every 3rd of July they start a softball game that lasts until 3 or 4 am. Nicole and I didn’t play, but the entire town was there, it was great.The next morning we got up and headed for the parade. Nicole’s dad owns the local hardware store that sits on the main road so we already had a spot saved for us. The parade’s theme was “Stand Up for America”. The float designs and slogans were so clever. My favorite one was for the senior citizens of the town that read “We’ve stood up for 80 years, now we sit down.”!!! I loved it! When the fire truck came, the kids were all jumping up and down to get sprayed by the hose – little did they know what was about to happen. The truck turned its hose almost all the way up and the water shot everywhere – knocking kids and pets down to the ground. It was hysterical!Another great highlight of the parade was when one of Nicole’s nephews brought over this prize that he got at the parade. It was round and shiny and upon closer examination I informed him that it was the lid to a glass beer bottle. He thought he had found this great toy! The best part was when Nicole’s brother told him to lick the lid – he didn’t’ thank heavens!After the parade we headed over to the carnival to grab some lunch and take in the sights. We got in line for some Filipino food and waited with Stacy and Taylor (Stacy is another local Blanding-ite but now lives in Salt Lake) for almost an hour – this food looked worth the wait. We go to the front of the line and found out there were sold out of their plates and only had kabobs of meat left. I kind of felt like Shrek eating this meat – but it was delicious. The picture below is of me and Stacy enjoying some delicious meat on a stick. 
After our meat we decided to head back home and hang out until the night festivities began. We walked through the carnival and my eyes were treated to two more great sites. First – a band playing. These boys were probably about 15-17 years old and the only people there to watch them were a bunch of 12 year old boys. The band members didn’t look too thrilled – “Damn! Where are all the hot chicks to scream for us?!” Just past this was a pole climbing competition. If you could climb this 12 foot pole, maybe higher, and ring the bell, you got $10. Simple enough right? Nope – they greased the pole before each kid climbed it. You could just see these kids holding on for dear life trying to inch there way up, but constantly sliding back down. To the best of my memory, I didn’t see any padding at the bottom of the pole in case a kid fell.Back at the house, Nicole and I just lounged around, celebrated two of her nephew’s birthdays and then decided to go to the Melo Drama. I love melo dramas! I don’t get to see them that often, but they are always a crowd pleaser – and now a great place to find potential husbands. This melo drama featured a great guy, whose name I can’t remember, so we’ll call him Handsome. Well Handsome is a strong contender for an Oscar nod in a leading dramatic role. It was his fine acting that encouraged me to talk to him after the show and set him up with Nicole. He’s a bit younger than Nicole, but she’ll get over it. I’ll have their engagement photo posted soon, but here's a picture of Handsome.
After the play we made our way to the fireworks show. Boy, were they impressive! I honestly was amazed at their firework show. It was great and non-stop fun. They even had a live band playing before the show to get the crowd ready. The next morning we headed out for breakfast in Bluff, Utah where Nicole’s brother, Dallin, introduced me to the rocks affectionately called – Double D’s. You can imagine what they are shaped like – and one of them is pretty accurate. After breakfast we decided to run a few errands – one of them involved stopping at Nicole’s dad’s store. Nicole and Dallin had been telling me how there’s a real skull in the basement of this place. No one knows how it got there or how long it’s been there. I had to see this for myself and sure enough when you come down the stairs – there it is, just perched on the shelf with a few teeth still intact. I’ve included a photo below for those who don’t believe me.
After running errands, we packed up, ate lunch, said our goodbyes and began the drive back home. It was a short trip, but it was a lot of fun and I can’t wait to go back. I stand up for America and for Blanding!

Tuesday, July 1, 2008

The Hands that Rocked the Cradle (or should still be in it)

A few of my friends know about a complex of mine. I've always been aware and ashamed of my small hands. I'm 5' 8" and have the hands of a small child. I can barely hold a basketball, I drop things all the time and most winter gloves are too big for me.

Well, a friend of mine, Emily, became friends with a kid who I knew from school. We were never friends, but just knew each other since elementary and through high school. This kid and I have never even had a real conversation. When Emily and I discovered this little fact, Emily asked the kid if he remembered me and he was reponse was "Isn't she the girl with small hands?" Emily just laughed and said "Why yes, yes she is."

Emily knows very well about this complex and couldnt' wait to tell me what had happened. We decided to take pictures to show just how petite my hands are. The photos will be up soon, and once they are, you'll finally see just how small they are.

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Teenage Mutant Ninja Killer Godzilla Moth

Extraordinary things can happen in normal settings, they may be evil, but still extraordinary.

My friend Emily was sitting at work the other day, just minding her own business when she saw something large fly right at her. It was so big and came at her so fast, she didn't have a chance to get a good look at it. Was it a bird? Godzilla with wings? Whatever it was, it was now attacking her head. The monster kept darting in and out and eventually Emily was able to get a look at what was attacking her. It was a Teenage Mutant Ninja Killer Godzilla Moth! Only has National Geographic ever seen a moth of this size. Emily began screaming and trying to knock down the beast, but nothing could be done about it. After several seconds (which felt more like minutes), Emily was able to get the beast away from her.

She looked around and could see no sign of it. She tried going back to work, but couldn't get the image of the attack out of her head. She was itching all over now and couldn't focus on anything.

A few minutes later, Emily heard a soft hum. She looked up, coudln't see anything, and went back to work. The humming grew louder - like the sound of fighter planes circling an area before they strike an attack. As Emily looked up, the moth was flying straight at her and did a nose dive. Was this moth a kamakazi pilot, was he going to nosedive to his death?
He swooped down and landed in her shoe; which was dangling from her foot. This nearly pushed Emily over the edge. It was like she was in The Birds, but instead of birds, she was being attacked by blood thirsty moths. She jumped up and her co-worker came over to see what was going on. They attempted to catch the moth several times, but were unable. They decided to remain absolutely still, let the moth relax and then catch it. Emily was prepared with a cup to capture the moth and in a few moments the moth landed and SWOOP! The moth was caught.

Emily held the cup tightly - not wanting to release the beast. They waited for while before they checked the cup and when they felt safe that they had crushed the moth when they caught it, they peeked in. He was lying still - they had conqured the Godzilla Moth! Emily wanted to photograph this - to prove to everyone what had attacked her.

As she peered in closer - GAH!!! It was still alive! The moth began thrashing around and escaped! He zoomed out and attempted one final attack. Emily was ready this time. He darted, she ducked, he zoomed and she grabbed her cup and- DONE! The Godzilla Moth was finally caught and for sure dead this time.

Emily was relieved to be done with it, but traumatized by what effects the attack had done to her. She couldn't stop itching, she could still hear the buzz of it's wings. She wanted to throw-up and cry at the same time.

To help you understand the size of the moth - Emily was kind enough to send me some pictures. We just have one right now, but we'll post the others very soon.

Monday, June 23, 2008

Oh, the places you'll go!

I wonder if Dr Seuss ever visited Utah County? It is possible – it could explain some of his characters in his books…
This Saturday I went down to Provo to visit a friend and go to a BBQ to celebrate her husband’s birthday and some other kid’s birthday. It’s a big party and I’ve been going to it for about three years now. I only know my friend Brenae and her husband – everyone else is new to me. When I arrived, I chatted with Brenae for a while and then I ended up chatting with her brothers (Austin and Alex) who I know a little. We sat down for dinner and a little while later this guy came over and asked if he and his friend could sit with us. We did our quick introductions and Zach, the new kid, thought my name was Erica. I corrected him and we moved on. Well about ten minutes later he called me Erica and I reminded him that it was Erin. I congratulated him on getting it close though. Well about 30 minutes later he went to get something to drink and offered to fill my glass up- “Hey Erica, can I get you a drink?” to which I replied “No, but you can get Erin a drink”. He apologized again, and filled up my drink. Well, over the next hour, he kept calling me Erica and I was sick of correcting him so I went along with it. By the end of the night, I had about 5 people calling me Erica. Well, as the night went on, Zach and I went our separate ways and didn’t talk much after that.

The party is wrapping up and I hear “Hey Erica, Erica!” I didn’t respond, because I had forgotten that I was Erica. He shouted it again and when I looked up he was waving goodbye. “Nice meeting you Erica – see you around”. (He also forgot that I lived in Salt Lake). I just waved and said goodnight. My friend had quite the confused look on her face and I had to quickly explain what was going on. What’s the point in correcting someone that you’re never going to see again?

Friday, June 20, 2008

Believe it or Not

I have amazing friends who are capable of doing amazings things and surviving amazing experiences. One of these people is Meg Hall, or as I call her - MegaDeath!

Meg has survived many situations that would have claimed some people's lives. I warn you now that one of these stories is not for the faint of heart. Please check back frequently for more Meg stories.

Did you hear that rip?
The setting: Grover, Utah - about two years ago.

Meg was down in Grover with some friends enjoying a nice weekend of camping. The trip had gone succesful for the most part, right up until that fateful moment. Meg and her friend went out on a Gator to ride around for a while. For those of you who don't know what a Gator is- it's a six-wheeler ATV. Meg and her friend get out on this Gator and spend some great time on it - being very safe responsible adults.

Well they turned a corner a little too fast and Meg wasn't paying attention so she had to brace herself quickly so she wouldn't fall off. Majority of her body leaned one way and Meg put her other leg down to try and stop herself from falling off the Gator. Before Meg knew what happened her leg was pulled inbetween the three wheels on one side and she was yanked off. Her body had turned into a wish bone. The majority of her body was still a top the Gator, but her leg was being pulled under the wheel and it basically made her do the splits - half on top of the gator the other half under the Gator.

Her friend quickly stopped the Gator to see what was going on. Meg was laying on the ground and not really sure what was going on. She was in extreme pain and her legs were throbbing.

Now, by some miracle, they happened to be near a girls camp site that had a paramedic in their group. He saw what happened and ran over to help. Meg was still unsure of exactly what was going on - she only knew she could barely move her legs.

As Meg was laying there, her friends were slowly making their way over to see what was going on and how they needed to help. One of Meg's friends was talking to her and Meg told her friend that she was embarassed because somehow during the accident she had peed her pants and she could feel the wetness on her legs and pants. Meg's friends face just froze and then explained to Meg that it was actually blood. From her waist down her legs, Meg was covered in blood. She was cut somewhere and was bleeding pretty bad.

They called for an ambulance and when they arrived they informed meg that they were going to have to cut her pants off so they could see where her cut was. Good ol' Meg was concerned that her new great jeans were going to be cut and ruined (she was still in shock and wasn't grasping what was going on). They realize that Meg's cut is more of a tear. Meg has torn herself from hole to hole (if you know what I mean).

She gets in the ambulance and heads for the hospital. She meets with the Dr and he breaks the news to her. Meg has suffered a level 6 episiotomy! Guys, if you don't know what this is, ask a girl. Girls - I'm sure you're all crossing your legs right about now.

Meg was speechless. When she was pulled under the Gator and the wishbone effect happened - it literally tore her in half.

Meg was a trooper though. She was lifeflighted back to Salt Lake and was treated here and then put on heavy restrictions. She could barely walk, her legs looked like someone has beaten them with a bat and she really couldn't sit down. She was basically on bed rest for the first few weeks.

For those of you who know Meg - this is only one of her amazing stories and she tells this one much better. For those who know her really well and got to her legs after the accident -well, we all said our prayers that night and expressed gratitude for our ability to walk and sit down.

Meg eventually healed and we were able to take advantage of her handicap parking pass that she had for several months till she was able to handle walking long distances. Meg, you're one tough chick!

Thursday, June 19, 2008


I started a new job a little over a month ago, with Myriad Pharmaceuticals. Well, about a week into my job I had an interesting experience in the break room. I took a late lunch and ended up being the only person in the break room. I sat down and started eating and reading my book. Twenty minutes later this lady walked in and sat directly across from me. Now keep in mind that the entire room is empty with about 6 tables to choose from and she chooses to sit in front of me. I look up and say hello and she doesn't say anything back. I go back to my book, but I keep glancing up to look at the lady. She isn't eating, drinking, reading - she's doing nothing. She's just sitting there and staring out the window behind me. She sometimes closes her eyes and takes deep breaths, and then just stares back out the window. Well a few more people come in the break room but she doesn't look at them and they don't look at her; but every time I move my head, she follows where I'm looking. This goes on for about twenty minutes and then she gets up and leaves.

I was left kind of speechless. Why would this lady come in and choose to sit directly across from me? I circled the floor trying to find her to make sure she was real, but I could never find her.

About a week later I was back in the break room eating lunch and the lady comes in again! This time she sits across from me, but just to the side, and does the same thing. Just stares out the window and takes deep breaths and closes her eyes. I said hello again, and she said nothing.

After this encounter I'm 90% sure that she's a ghost. A former employee of Myriad that was killed in a freak drug experiment and now she stalks the new employees to warn them. I circled the building again, but I still never found her. I was never able to see her when other people were around so I could never confirm whether or not she was real.

Well, this past week I went into the break room at an earlier time and who did I see - the ghost! She was sitting a table with 5 other girls. I decided I would watch her every move so I could see if she talked to people and if people acknowledged her. She was leaning into the group and listening to their conversation, but she wasn't talking. None of the girls in the group were talking directly to her either. As they finished their lunch and headed out of the room, I kept watching to see if they would wait for her and walk back to their desks together. They all filed out, but not one looked to make sure she was following them and when they reached the door to their desks they didn't hold the door for her.

I'm convinced that she's a ghost - I've never seen her talk to anyone or anyone talk to her. I only see her in the break room and I never see her eating.

My goal is to get a picture of her and see if she "materializes" on film. As soon as I have this picture, I'll post it!

Tuesday, June 3, 2008


So, this is the third blog I've created, because somehow with all the other blogs I created, I wasn't able to edit them... I always thought I was tech savvy, but obviously not.  Please be patient while I get my site updated from my old ones.