Build Your Own Stonehenge?

Today whilst shopping for parental birthday gifts, I wandered into our local B&N. After selecting the perfect present for my father "The Worst Case Scenario Survival Kit" I mosied over to the "look at this and want to buy it while waiting in line" area. I found myself the perfect gift. My very own "build your own Stonehenge." I figure since I'll probably never get to see the real one, this is the next best substitute. I've always been fascinated by rocks, to tell you the truth. For my first elementary school Halloween, I dressed up as a "rock scientist." I though it was pretty damn clever. All the other kids just thought I was a freak. Ever since I was little i've picked up rocks wherever I am. I've got rocks from a myriad of places ranging from Ken's Little Rock Shop off the side of the road near Boise, to stuff my grandpa picked up from road trips over the years. To this day I still walk with my eyes diverted looking for the next rock in my collection. Usually when my best friend and I are in the mountains or whatnot, we like to build "rock sculptures" to either a: make people wonder if there is life on other planets and they are trying to contact us, b: make people think there is treasure nearby, or c: there are bored people obsessed with rocks. Anyway, enough history. I can't wait to build my own personal Stonehenge and hopefully channel some good vibes. :)

Let's just see what'll happen....

So maybe it's the fact that it snowed again, or because it's been milling around in my head, but I have one question. Why is it that people that own white, champagne, gray, silver, or the like cars decide not to use their lights when it's stormy out. Do they not realize that they blend right in? making it just that much easier for people to hit them? In the past little while I have been pondering this question. I haven't put serious thought into it until today when I damn near broadsided a lady driving a gray van in the snow. hello? are you an idiot? i have a red car and I always use my lights when the weather is questionable. because i don't want my insurance rates to go up and have an extreme case of whiplash. anyway, enough ranting.

I've semi-officially decided to go back to school. I told my parents tonight and my mom literally fell on the floor. she tried convincing my father to do the same, but to no avail. he doesn't do dirty floors. I think i'm going back to my original "just out of high school" plan. I interned at Cottonwood Hospital for two summers in their Health Information Systems lab. I would go back to do medical coding and billing. I figure maybe in 8 months I can find a job with some benefits. Because working my butt off almost 50 hours a week with no benefits is b.s. Especially with the fact that I mold young minds. That is just beyond me that school districts do not provide benefits for all employees. sheer crap.

On another note, i'm going to be a bridesmaid for the second time in a year. This definately adds some major points to the "old spinster" label i'm working towards. I'm well aware of the fact that i'm only 25. But in Utah, that means you are a freak if you aren't married. Not being married is fine. I'm cool with that. But people just need to shut their yap holes about it. I can't wait until Saturday when I can dance the night away in a church gym to latin music....I'm pretty sure i'll need some serious therapy after it. :)