I like mustaches how bout you?

Today is beautiful. The sun is shining, it is warm and I am happy. So at some point I'm gonna throw on something sun fun-ish and go sit outside to study for my Mircobio final on Tuesday. In other news, I am car hunting. It is a lot of work, and my knowledge base is pretty much a zero on this. I bought my car when I was 16, and thanks to my dad being a mechanic and being willing to teach me stuff and junk about fixing cars all my life I have been able to keep that little girl running. But I do believe the time has come to say good-bye. I really would like to get another Toy because I stand a better chance of being able to work on them myself but the problem there is that Toyota's just last longer so there aren't as many of those on the used market. Nuts! So now I am looking at Nissans and Hyundais in a addition to hoping I get lucky with a Toyota. Keep your fingers and toes crossed for me.

What else??? Ah yes, the handsome man comes home tomorrow. I am excited to see what facial hair Cinco de Mustache brings. The fun part about that is that he gets to meet my parents on Thursday, this could be mildly entertaining. :) You have to go to the American Mustache Institute and turn on your speakers.. HA! Good times!!!! Now I have it stuck in my head.. Fantastic. "I like mustaches how bout you? I would like to grow one too, if we all had mustaches it would be, oh it would be a beautiful world". On the topic of hair, only this time not of the facial region. While I have enjoyed my year as a blond, the red hair is back. Some day I might bust out the blond again when I get bored. We'll see. :)

Oh yeah, I've decided I need to have a couple of movie marathons in the next month or so. These include but are not limited to: Star wars, Indian Jones, Star trek and Firefly (I have done the Firefly one at least 3 times in the last year, some days I feel like a sci-fi nerd's wet dream) I've got to watch all the old Jones before the new one comes out. For now it is off to the store to buy the supplies needed to turn bananas in to chocolate chip nanner bread.

Fambly

I'm on a roll with this keeping on top of the blog business. Lol, although I have only had the thing for two months so I am sure that I will lose interest eventually. :) Ummm... I mean that keeping my family updated on my life is really important and therefore I will faithfully blog as promised. Speaking of my family I get to see most of them in a week. I am really excited! I love my family dearly and I hardly ever get to see them even though I try to make it down to Durango and up to CA a couple times a year. This year I have not been able to travel as much as I would have liked. The last time I saw the Durango crew was at Christmas, when Terran was only 3 months old. That little boy is 8 months old now with a set of teeth and new found mobility.

Terran, Everest and I at Christmas

I can hardly wait to see him again and as always my Ev monster. I am a sucker for my nephews, luckily they haven't figured that out yet because I'm screwed when they do. "Tia, and I have a BMX bike???" Sure thing kiddo! I'll get one too and we can race!!!! I don't think my sister fully grasps all of the bad things I am planning on teaching them. Bad things but fun things..... Exhibit A:

Everest at a little over a year... Oh yeah, very cool little kid!

Don't get the wrong idea, I am a very loving Tia and I would do anything to protect those boys. Ha ha, besides so far I have given Everest a very healthy love of bikes, motorcycles and mountain at least, which is vital to having a good life. At two years old I had him on my Santa Cruz and we were jumping ditches. It was a good time, I've never heard a kid laugh so much. :) Ahhh memories... sniff, they grow up so fast! Everest turns three this year. Wow! My other family members that are able to make the trip are my sister Nikki and her husband Jeff, and my Mom and Dad. This will be the second trip up since I moved here for my parents and my sister Cora, and the first for Nikki and Jeff. I am looking forward to showing them where I have spent the last five years of my life. "Okay guys, this is Norlin, the campus library... this is where I sit every day and have for the last 5 years. Who wants lunch? There has to be a coffee stand around here some where."

This is most of the family, the last time we were all together which was last summer. I'm next to my mom and dad and then Cora and my brother in-law Eric and on the other side.. Then below is the bride and groom of that day which would be Nikki and Jeff.

I have a rather large family, lots of brother and sisters even though I don't really spend any time with many of the older ones just cause they are so much older. The basic family is my mom, step-dad, real dad, Cora, Nikki and my sweet brother Darin. They of course all have husbands, wives and various kids too. The family gets bigger and bigger every year. :) It's kind of nice.

This is my brother Darin (Woody to everyone that knows him) and his wonderful wife Becca. I only get to see them about once a year, which is hard.

And last but not least, my sister Manda. She and I are the same age and get into all sorts of trouble together...:)

So this was originally supposed to be a post for my family letting them know I was excited to see them next week but it kind of ended up being a photo family tree.. Ha ha.. my family tree is rather bizaar. I'll have to draw a map for it to make any sense at all. :) There are a step brother and sister in addition to the other 8 siblings. It gets a little hairy. But I love them all and all of the craziness that they are. I mean really, where do you think I get it from? Those of you who are reading this that I will not get to see next week, I love you and I'll miss you!!!!

Girls baffle me

It is the first of May and I am staring outside my window, at...snow. Why is there snow? It is May... May means flowers and flip-flops right? And to top it off since yesterday was so hot, I left my window down in my car... and now the seat has half an inch of white fluffy crap on it. I know, I know I live in Colorado so I should get used to it. But I don't wanna... I'm protesting and wearing flip-flops anyways today so there!

So here is a social phenomenon that I just to not understand. Why is it that the nice guy always seems to get walked on and then left in the dirt? I like nice guys, I'm dating one...the reason I am lucky is because he is a NICE guy..that means he will be NICE to me. Why-oh-why is it that girls constantly seem to screw over the people who would actually be good to them and then continue on to complain about how horrible their boyfriend treats them and how he doesn't care yadda, yadda.... it defies logic. I have a great roommate, this is the whirlwind, he a wonderful guy. Very nice, good looking, smart, funny, athletic....so why is it that he just got screwed over by some dumb chick when he was probably one of the best things to ever happen to her? Oh wait, key word there... DUMB chick.. yes..you are dumb. Nice guys are a good thing, there are not enough of them in the world and when you are lucky enough to find one you should not treat them like crap, if anything you should be just as wonderful to them as they will be to you. Then you will be happy and the rest of us will finally get to stop listening to you complain. Ugh... Grrrr... I have ugh-grrr at this girl. She pisses me off. Why can't people just freak'n think once in awhile, does it hurt their tiny little brains too much??? Okay, I might be a tad protective in this situation because it is my roommate and I care about him but this is not the first time that this has crossed my table. I just flat out don't get it. The nice guys should be the ones with all the girls. Ugh...Grrrr again....There have been a fair amount of social psych studies that say the reason nice guys finish last is because women want a man who is aggressive and promiscuous due to primal instincts. I say that is a load of honkey. Nice guys can be just as aggressive, ask the wall Tim hit last night, and promiscuity is a BAD THING.. that means they're more likely to cheat on you sweetheart. With the current standing of our culture you don't really need the guy who will beat down the neighbor and then mate with his wife to promote the success of his gene pool, you need the guy who will give you a hug when your boss says something mean and who will not disown your kids when they crash the SUV into a light pole. Alright, I'm off my soap box. My flip-flops and I have snow to stick it to and places to go. If anyone comes up with a brilliant solution to the nice guy/girls are dumb situation let me know.

Go Avs go!!!

A really short post just to say that the Avs lost, :( although it was a good game. Next time boys, next time. Forsberg I still love you even if you did get a penalty every two seconds (he didn't really) It was good just to have him back on the ice finally. Other than that I miss Joey terribly and I hope he does awesome in his race tomorrow. Maybe after a few hours of sleep tonight I'll go ahead and post a little bit more about the game and my first time stopping a chick fight afterwards. Wow... what a night! yawn...

My dreams: my paintings

For me dreams often play out like episodes from the twilight zone. A lot of my friends will not know about the twilight zone which is just sad. If you don't know about the twilight zone let me know and you and I will have a little pow-wow. Don't worry, you unlock this door with the key of imagination. Beyond it is another dimension - a dimension of sound, a dimension of sight, a dimension of mind. You're moving into a land of both shadow and substance, of things and ideas. You've just crossed over into....the Twilight Zone. So back to this dream. I think I have brought up my dreams on the bloganater before so I'll keep it brief. We'll leave it to say that it involved a society where everyone's lives would depend on the situation of one person. A queen bee of sorts. Occasionally one of these queen bees would fail meaning that discretely they would be wiped out (the only one I saw, they were eaten by gnats that got in through the vents in their SUV) and no one would ever speak of them again. They basically had never existed. After the one failed family was eaten by gnats my sister became the bell of society. This is my tall, beautiful sister Nikki. (She and I look nothing alike, dang it all). However she had kids, which she doesn't and my other sister Cora does, and a unhealthy love a a coffee cup she named Ted which had Whinny the pooh on it. She does not like Whinny the pooh, that is also a Cora trait and I have no idea where the name Ted came from. So the character was basically a morphed individual made up of my two sisters and she was earnestly telling Jeff (my brother in law) that his children had made her cry... "Do you see these Roo? These are tears... they made me cry on Ted". That was weird... I was sitting next to Jeff on the couch when I decided that the whole thing was a little too strange for me so I wandered off to check out the rest of the house. Cool house, the kids bathroom had a slide going into the bathtub. In the kitchen I found my Dad. (I love my dad) and he and I were talking when his cell phone started ringing, since no one was supposed to know that we were in that world it meant that we had been caught and there for were about to be murdered. So we slammed down the phone and started to run. We ended up in this room where all sort of women (the house mom's of the society) were dangling from trapezes. Sally fields was among them. I know that is weird, but when I was little I wanted to be just like her cause of the movie Smokey and Bandit. Wow, off topic, anyhow long story short the dream ended in me thinking I was better at the trapeze then all of those people so I was going to show them how it was done which ended up in my cross chaining (which you can't do on a trapeze) and getting all tangled up... the dream turned from twilight zone into a womp-womp-womp moment where they lower the curtain on a struggling sara who is trying to get her foot out from the chain but since she is hanging upside down she isn't making any progress. I woke drooling and highly entertained.

I have been stuck in my own little personal time warp lately. I have no idea where time has gone but suddenly I am faced with finals week and graduation. Woah.. when did that happen? Wasn't it still March the last time I looked? I'd like to blame a certain pink panther for this one but I think I am at fault as well. Stupid happiness infringing on the misery that is my educational life. :) Speaking of that man I love, I had the pleasure of seeing road rash for the first time this weekend. (Don't worry Joey's mom, it wasn't bad.. I'm just a newbie). He was in a crash on the last lap, suddenly everyone sped by and there was no joey with them. Bob said something along the lines of "Oh shit, he's down". My heart started to beat a little faster and I, in all my grand intelligence, said in response, "I'm going to assume that is roadie slang for he ate it, right?". Not the best comment to make when your boy has been in a crash. However upon rushing over to the pile up area we saw a shaky joey riding towards us... WHEW!!!!!! He is moving, so he is going to be okay. His back was, yeah... raw meat is the best visual I have. I learned something about myself, normally my nursing "let's get this taken care of attitude" takes over immediately. Not really the case when it is someone I love...there was a good three minute delay of my brain going into "oh, my baby's hurt" mode. But after he got cleaned up and it was all okay... little bit bleeding for the rest of the day and a new discovery for mole removal (we call it mole begone). I also learned how to clean up road rash and apply bandages. Sweet! Hopefully I won't have to put it into practice too often, as least not on Joey. But if I do I guess it will be good that I know how to now. :)

Other than that I am going to the game tomorrow!!! NICE!!!! The Avs have been suffering the last couple of games but tomorrow I will be screaming my heart out so that will be encouragement right? Forsberg has been out recently too because of that stupid groin injury but maybe I'll be lucky. (I'm very optimistic because frankly the Avs rule, and Forsberg is a sexy beast). The only thing that would make this better would be if I were there with Joey. I wonder why it is that we always manage to score tickets when the other one is out of town? Unfair and lame. I have spoken. Good night all.. I have an 8 am study date at the library with a Chemistry text book.

"I can deal with Decepticons. Elita One knows no fear."

I can tell that spring is here when I am able to make jokes about the material I am learning in lecture. Today's joke involved nuclear chemistry so it won't be funny to any of you, but I was laughing so hard I could hardly tell Jessi what I came up with. So basically all a radio active element is is an element with an unstable nuclei, and one of ways this happens it through Positron Emissions. Me, being dorky as always and sitting with my equally dorky friend, came up with a theory behind Positron Emissions... (all of this must be read in Optimus Prime's voice, dramatic music included...da da da!!!!!!!!)

"Positron Emissions, was the mentally retarded younger brother of Megatron. Lost at birth, and dropped on his head on multiple occasions, Positron Emission was a loose cannon, recklessly causing mayhem wherever he went. He was eventually coerced into joining the Autobots in their epic battle against the evil Decepticons. Positron was a fierce warrior until one day Starscream accidentaly let it slip that Positron was Megatron's long lost brother. At which point Positron when crazy, and killed Starscream but then he turned around and began fighting the Autobots he used to call friends!!! They fought to a stand still and after a wicked battle of wills Optimus managed to subdue Positron and convince him to leave earth. However secretly Positron snuck off to find his brother because he had never known his family!!! (dramatic music) Megatron welcomed him with open arms and then proceeded to use the insider information to launch a new battle again the weakened Autobots!..... TO BE CONTINUED"

There was more, but I don't want to bore you. You have to admit though, Positron Emissions??? Great transformer name. Normally I would have tried to fit this into a postive outcome for the Autobots since that is where my loyalties reside however...it's not exactly a positive and wholesome chemistry concept now is it??? Therefore the Decepticons it is!!!! Mauh ha ha!!!

I realize that my entire blog makes me come off as a rather immature individual, this is not the case..(says the girl eating lego shaped fruit snacks). I prefer to think of myself as creative and well rounded. :) I have to balance out my serious, determined side with an equally impressive goofy and fun side. This keeps me from being lopsided. If I were lopsided I might fall over. No one wants that.....

Urkel will you be my friend?

Being a complete dork is considered endearing right? This is a skill I should hone, and use to my advantage for the rest of my life undoubtedly. Sigh.. here is what inspired that comment. I was laying outside, taking a break and enjoying the fact that none of the guys were home which meant that I could wear my bathing suit without feeling awkward. I don't look bad in a bathing suit, I look just fine, no extra limbs or anything, but most of the time I prefer to not show off too much skin. Call me old fashioned. Anyways, so I thought I would be home alone for a few more hours at least when my roommate walks in with a couple guys from the Frisbee team. I have met all of these guys before on several occasions, and I am pretty good friends with at least one of them. Needless to say, not one of them has seen me in a bikini before. I have two options either hang out in my back yard until they go away or try to act like it's not a big deal to me that they caught me. I hung out for another hour in the back yard, but by then I had finished my book and they weren't budging from the couch. Sigh. Okay..time to grow a pair and face the music. I walk inside and they all look at me. "Hiya guys, what's up?" This is me trying to be casual. It's not really working. Tim cracks a joke and I think okay, that was the worst of it I can now chill for a couple of seconds before making my way up to the safety of my room. As long as they can't tell I am practically sprinting then I'm good. We were talking about the Avs game last night (Awesome game by the way) and they were giving me crap for not watching it with them. I was saying in my defense that of course I caught the game, Hello??? I'm the smart one here because I was at a bra with a big screen. Yep, that's right, I was at a BRA. My face turns bright red, and I am really, really hoping that no one notices this slip. Nope not so lucky... lots of jokes about how somebody's uncomfortable in a bikini, lots of them laughing at me, and me getting redder... it ended with me cursing, hanging my head in shame and going to my room. I took the stairs two at a time. Lol... Now if I only made an ass out of myself like once in awhile it would be okay, but nooooo I have to do it all of the freak'n time! Why can't I just learn and stop being such a dork? It's not cute, it's just dorky... sigh... someday I vow to be one of the cool kids. They need a Be Cool for Dummies book: the How Not to be a Loser edition. Okay, see what I mean!?!?!? Only a dork would say something like that!!!! AHHHHH!!! I am a lost cause. I fold. All I need to do now is tape my glasses and get some suspenders. I'll go hang with Urkle. He'll like me.