Selfish Years

So, I have always been told that these are my selfish years. The years of my life where I should live it up and be selfish. Worry about myself. Do things for me. Look out for my best interests. Be concerned with my well being and do what makes me happy. They are called the 'selfish years' because one day there will be no time for selfishness. My life will revolve around other people. It won't be about just me anymore. It will be about my husband, and my kids, and all the responsibilities that come with. And for a while, I followed and agreed with this philosophy of the so-called 'selfish years'. But, I have recently changed my mind. I feel like being in this 'selfish' state of mind is depressing. There is only so much joy I can take from doing things that only benefit me. I like helping others. And I want to help in any way I can. I used to do more community service. I used to be more involved. Now, I feel like a complete degenerate that has so much to give, but has been to 'selfish' to do so. I think this is the time to give. Because according to this theory, I won't have much time to give later. So, my new thing is that I want to volunteer. I want to do something good. Because although I will hopefully be helping others, I know I will be the one who will benefit the most from the experience.

And to end on a scrappy note. Just a few LO's I did this weekend. Loving the "Uncle Sam" reference on the second page. Classic! Thanks for peeking! Adios people!

Oh my goodness!

I actually scrapped. It has been over a month since I even looked at my stack of paper heaven that lives on my table. Man oh man did it feel good to create. My girl Maggs came over and we watched the Last Kiss, which I have to admit that I really enjoyed. I loved the realness of the movie. The fight scenes were so so real, just how it tends to happen in real life. I kept thinking to myself, "Man, women are Craaaazzzyyy!!" And it's true. Girls do dumb things, especially when they are mad. But, dudes are assholes (for the most part). So it evens out. Ok, I need to stop being Dr. Phil and get back to my point. So, I was secretely hoping that Maggs would fall to the dark side when she saw all my scrap goodies sprawled out all over my house, but sadly enough, she didn't. Anywho, when she left, I finished what I had started, and Matty and Louie kept me company. My boys are so good to me. So, I made a page about my resolutions. Yes, I know I am way tardy, but I'm Bolivia. Tardy is my first, middle, and last name. Ok, so without further ado, here is the blurry representation of my page. Peanut Praise is highly appreciated! Happy Friday my little chickens.

Bad Blogger!

I know, I know. I totally suck. So much going on. Not enough time to blog. Well, that is a lie. There is always enough time. I have just chosen not to. Mostly because I hate posting without a picture. Or a scrappy. Or some kind of pizzazz! And I hate being boring like that. Anyways, here is a status on what has or has not been going on.

I've been somewhat annoyed at life lately. Ever since I got home from Bolivia I have had NO TIME for anything. No Natalie Time. And Nat-Time is crucial to my happiness. I have not scrapped in over a month, which probably means i have lost my creative mojo. I have entered the "hate" stage on my feelings towards my job. It used to be "strongly disike, with a hint of whatever." Now it has quickly progressed into the "My brain is dying a slow death by having to be here every effing morning." I am sick of pretending to work, when in reality, I'm surfing TwoPeas and online shopping for about 7.5 of the 8 hours I am here. Also, I have been a fat slob all of 2007. So much for resolutions. I have yet to go to the gym, and I have been eating out like its my fat ass job to be some fast food critic. I am disgusted with myself. My belated birthday dinner got cancelled due to snow last Sunday. But at least I got to stay home all day and watch football and eat choclate cake and french fries....in true fat girl fashion. Hmm, what else. My bestest friend at work got fired, or as we are calling it, "Got Resigned." I am seriously in depression mode without her. She was the person who made the day bearable. And now, I'm flying solo. I am one sad, pathetic, financial analyst.

In good news, I am taking a class downtown. You see, I have known for quite some time now that I have been getting progresively dumber. But then the other day, when Matt was dictating an address to me, and I spelled Suite as Sweet, I knew it was time to go back to school. Also, Vail was amazing. Great conditions, great company. I couldn't have asked for a better birthday. And my sister is coming home this weekend and that is super. But what is even more super is that we might go out and ride one day. Suite! And Michelle gave me the best present ever - a gift card to TwoPeas. She totally made my day.

SO, that is it it for now. I have to go back to pretending to work. Happy Hump Day!

Toro Toro

Toro Toro. A story through pictures.
It begins with 5 hours of off-roading...

And a few pit stops along the way...
And a road block about half-way through.
And so we had to take an even more scenic, and more dangerous route.And here are Erika and Danny stuck on the other side of the river.
And the river was high, so we sent Diego to test out the waters.
But we finally made it. So Erika and I rejoiced!
And I decided to climb a tree. And I looked like a boy while doing so.
And we climbed some mountain and I took a picture of my cousins.
And we had to cross more rivers to get to El Vergel. And I met this boy along the way. A boy who had to walk 35km to get to his pueblo. Crazy!And then we got stuck in the mud and the boys had to act manly to get us out.And then Erika learned how to shoot a gun, for fun, not self-defense.And then our trip was over, but not before taking some awesome family pictures.

That, my friends, was my trip to Toro Toro in a nutshell. Now I have to get some work done. Because I've been a total slacker this week. And I leave for the airport at 2. So I don't have much time. But, a little birdie (the weatherman) told me that it's snowing in Vail. Today, tomorrow, and so on. This is music to my ears. It's going to be a good birthday! Be back Tuesday. Much love.