Fresh Start

So, I have given up. I am starting a new blog because this one is really screwed up. Im thinking there is some kind of virus or something. All I get is error messages.

My new blog address is: bcstewy.blogspot.com

See ya there!

Crash

I am having some serious blog issues. All of my friends: you are lost. Gone Gone Gone. When I get back up and running say hello if you notice you are not linked on the side because maybe I don't know how to find you again! Im not sure why my blog is having a meltdown but it is.

Hope this gets fixed soon.....Goodnight!

I was just thinking of something and I don't really know why. I remember in church a few months ago a missionary couple came to our Sunday school and talked about addictions and the 7 step program or whatever that is. One of the steps that has stuck out in my mind is, going to the people you have hurt or done wrong to and apologizing. ouch. I realize that they probably mean apologizing to the people you hurt during your addiction, but can you imagine trying to find every person in your life you may have hurt, and try to make it right?? Now maybe I am just a mean person, but I think I would have some serious phone calls to make. I could think of some people or situations right off the bat that I would want to get a "re-do" with. Maybe not even a re-do, but a chance to say what I meant to say at the time. I had, and still have, a very hard time making other people understand what I really mean, which is one of the reasons most of you reading this are probably like, what the heck is she talking about.

I just think I want to try harder to not leave burned bridges or unanswered questions with people. I want to look back and know that I have said everything I wanted to say, they way I meant to say it. As far as past situations go, I'm obviously not going to call up everyone I may have pissed off in the last 10 years and try to make amends. I have always had a very, very good memory, almost to the point where I sometimes wish some of it would fade so I don't have to remember so clearly all the little stupid bad things. I guess I make up for it by remembering the good things too. I'm sure I remember these bad situations worse then the people involved do, and maybe the people I am thinking of don't even remember these situations at all. I just don't want people to be reminiscing and think, oh man that Courtney was sure a jerk, because of that thing she said (or did)

The moral of this random post: Be nicer, and say what you mean, and mean what you say. (I have no clue where I stole that little quote, but im postive I didn't make it up)

I love my sisters

This Saturday I got to hang out with my sisters all day. We went shopping in the morning, then to Jesse McCartney at night. Yes that's right, Jesse McCartney. I actually knew one song he sang too. You know that song Leavin? Well that's him. So I got to hang around 14 year old screaming girls all night. We had such a fun time though! We laughed the whole night. From dancing so hard my car was shaking, to trying to describe to the cop directing traffic that I didn't have underage drunks in my car, just some boy crazy girls really exited to see the McCartney boy, to scaring the crap out of two innocent strip goers...the whole night was a blast. It brought back so many memories from high school. I probably shared too much information and too many stories with my sisters about my past, but maybe now they will believe me when I tell them I haven't always been this boring. I was glad to see the old Courtney back for a night, I guess I didn't even realize how much I had changed. I'm still in there somewhere covered up by the mom, wife and whatever other titles I take on now. It's nice to once in awhile just let go and completly be in the moment.

Thanks for the amazingly fun night sissys, I love you and you too sissy McCall...and Casey we missed you!

We are all very different, but we all have one thing in common....
we can make some of the ugliest faces around!

If you could.....

punch

anyone in the face who would you pick. If you are wondering who I would pick, it would be this man. I wouldn't even have to think about it either. Young or old I don't care, I would punch him right is his stupid smile.


I am angry because he ruins "America's Got Talent" for me.

Old Yearbook Game

I'm not sure what I think is so funny about these things, but I seriously could play on them all night. I am sitting here cracking up at myself. I decided to only put two up, but I probably did this 30 times. I should have put up the one where they put my white face on a black body. I forgot to save that one. I need a hobby.

Dumb Drivers

Note to drivers driving from Utah to Las Vegas:
(especially the stretch from St. George to Vegas)

THE LEFT HAND LANE IS FOR PASSING, not driving at whatever speed you feel like. GET OVER if you see somebody coming up behind you fast. Also, if I am trying to pass you on the right because you are to stupid to realize you are doing 60 in a 75 zone, don't get mad when I cut you off because you speed up to prevent me from passing you.

I guess I wrote this in hopes the idiots that I passed on the way home today read my blog.

You never know.