Monday, I am finally beginning the process to make my hair a pastel color! Woo! I am so excited and have been looking forward to doing this for ages! It’ll totally be worth going through the yucky poopy orange hair color for a week or two to get a lovely pastel purple, green or teal…i’ve yet to decide what to do! Eee!
So, crazy thing happened. I came home from work on Monday just in time to see the Canyon County coroner, a police officer, and what must have been a mortician of sorts, roll a dead body out of the townhouse behind us on a gurney in one of those black body bags you see in movies.
Previous to getting home, Andrew had been texting me for about 3 hours explaining all the commotion that was going on. It was all rather hush hush. No ambulance, no flashing police cars. Just a normal police car, undercover police car, and the coroners car. People who must have known the deceased person showed up here and there, looking worried and sad, consoling one another. We think it must have been a suicide.
But, what is even weirder, is that last week we had heard screaming and yelling and horrible banging noises coming from that same townhouse. It was very disturbing and unsettling. It was a woman and at times she said “Why can’t anyone help me”. The rest of what was screamed/yelled wasn’t anything that could be deciphered. It was so disturbing we called our landlords, they told us to just call the police if we heard it again. We did. Andrew dealt with all of that stuff. The police asked many questions and we didn’t have much to answer their questions with as we have never seen a woman living there. Just a middle aged man with a run down car who has to be picked up and dropped off for work. The police came by, mind you this was just a week before a dead body shows up there, and there was no answer at the door. The police also tried contacting someone who was affiliated with the tenants in the townhouse behind us. The police told us they had no luck getting into contact with them but to call immediately if we heard any of the disturbing noises again…we never heard anything else. We also hadn’t seen the man we thought lived there, until the chaos of the body being found.
Anyways…super crazy. There are a lot of unanswered questions that Andrew and I have. It’s creepy and scary that something like this happened. How often can one say that a dead body was found next door to them? I’m still a little shaken up by it, and my first thoughts when I saw there was someone who had died were we should have done more. Alas, we did what we could. Although I wish there was more that could have been done, on either the landlords end or the police.
Also, when something like this happens, how does the police know? Because the man who lived there, by his reaction, seemed to have been shocked by what had occurred ..did this woman call someone who then let the police know? Strange stuff.
And that’s been the highlight of my week thus far, and it’s only Wednesday!
I really hate the blogs where all the blog owner does is repost things. They’re boring and not personal. Bleh.
Lately I’ve been watching a lot of foreign films, and can I say I have LOVED them all. I don’t know why I haven’t gotten into them earlier in my life, but I’m starting now! The captions often bother a lot of people but, I’ve been using captions on everything I watch for at least ten years(my parents started when the twins were born, my mom read somewhere that it helped kids learn how to read? But I believe it to be true!)
I’ve watched;
The Stoning of Soraya M.
The Lives of Others(recommended by my friend Kaitlin)
Bride Flight(also recommended by Kaitlin)
Silenced
Aftershock
All were incredibly different. But incredibly amazing. All(with the exception of Bride Flight) made me feel incredibly blessed to live in America. We have so many rights, that I too often take for granted, I digress.
You should definitely check these films out. Silenced is a little bit gruesome, as is the Stoning of Soraya M. But, you can always check out the story line of them!
I really, really, REALLY, love to bake. I always have and pretty sure I always will. Last week I finally broke down and bought some containers to hold supplies used for baking. Flour, sugar, brown sugar, etc. I hadn’t up to this point because I felt I didn’t have the space for these sorts of things in our home. Meaning counter space and pantry space. Both which we have pretty much zero of. (Sidenote;I will be so happy/excited/lucky the day we have a home that has a giant kitchen, with oodles of counter space and wonderful baking/cooking tools. But, I know these things happen in time and develop over a lifetime of marriage, like a standing mixer!)
Anyways, needless to say, I’ve been baking a lot since last week! I made homemade bagels, grapefruit donuts, and just finished making an after dinner dessert(Reese’s Peanut Butter bars, we’ll see how they are).
So…baking is a hobby of mine. Whenever anyone asks what my hobbies are I seem to get stumped and freak out and feel a bunch of anxiety(weird, i know) because I feel like I have no ‘real’ hobbies! But, I do!
So, something strange happened to me today…
My mother had myself, Andrew, Megan and Jon come over and help take a meal to someone whose husband just died. We’re not really related to these people whatsoever but…here’s the run down, My grandma(mom’s mom) was married 5 times, her second husband(my moms stepdad, not biological dad) had a brother(my moms step uncle) anyhoo…this “Uncle” of my moms…his wife, my moms “aunt”, well her sister’s husband died. So…we’re not really related to these people. At all.
But anyways, my mom being the overly friendly lady that she is…has a house full of 6 out of towners. And was taking them a meal this afternoon.
We all got to this lady’s home(the one whose husband died). And she looked at me and said I look like Liza Minnelli. (Uh what?) I proceeded to say thank you not knowing if that was a compliment or what it was? Someone who heard this comment added; a much prettier and younger Liza Minnelli. (Thank you?)
Weirdest thing i’ve ever been told. But hey…guess that means I’d fit in well at the Balcony on their drag nights? Or perhaps I look like a drag queen. Eek. Good think I have an ‘ok’ sense of humor about this.
Cheers to you…and hope you were able to giggle about my awkward experience.
as long as i have access and get lost looking at hair inspiration on this new tumblr i found!
pixie-cropped.tumblr.com
such cute hair!
Pretty sure last year was the best year for kids films that I LOVED.
Frankenweenie, Hotel Transylvania,and Paranorman!
All weird, dark, cartoons! I love these genres! :)
If you haven’t seen them…check them out sometime soon! I promise you won’t be sorry. :)
