Miss Pole Dance Utah 2009!

Hey everyone!

I'm going be hosting Miss Pole Dance Utah 2009 at the Davis Conference Center in Layton, Utah. Expect to see the most athletic women do the most acrobatic moves ever attempted on a vertical pole.

Spectator tickets are $20 for general admission or $35 for V.I.P. I hope to see my famliy and friends come out and support this competition. Most of you have never been to my studio or seen me dance....this is your chance :)

I am putting together a website as we speak. I'll update you later :)

Peace, love, and dance!!!

Free money!

Did you know that if you are a single mom with three kids you can get free money? That's right you can get free housing, free day care, free health insurance, free groceries, free utilities, AND now free money!!!!???

What the fuck? Why is it that a free loading member of society who only worked for two months in 2008 got a $4600 tax return? AND THEN bought a plasma T.V. with that money.

I'm telling you what! If I don't at least get $4600, I'm gonna shout at the top of my lungs. My husband works 40 hours a week, I own a small business and employ 13 people. We only have one kid and we are all covered under health insurance that we pay for. I pay with my own cash at the grocery store...and I have to watch how full I fill the bath tub...because I know that I will have to pay for the water I use. So, if I don't get "rewarded" for my families hard work...I'm going to be one pissed off bitchy lady. And the free loaders had better watch out.

*I understand that people need a helping hand every once in a while. I happen to have two friends who are on polar opposite ends of the welfare game. One is abusing it, and one is using it as a stepping stone for a better life. When using the welfare system...please keep in mind that you are spending my money. So use it wisely!

Back on

Okay. So I had to shut down my blog for a little bit. But it's up again. Hip hooray...or as my three year old says "Hipee ewe ray".

Anyway, I've had so many blog ideas, but now I can't think of any. So I guess I'll just do a recap of the past few months.

Decided to open a new studio in Layton
Decided to not open a new studio in Layton
Went to Jenny's baby shower
Jenny had her baby
I fell in love with my husband all over again
Got annoyed by a few of my employees
Put up a classified ad for the annoying dog I found
Took off the classified ad for the same annoying dog
Decided he wasn't so bad
Starting to tap into journalism about the world of sex
My first story is about a stripper/housewife who is trying to get pregnant
Discovered one my most talented teachers is pregnant (not the same person)
Took my daughter for the first bike ride of the year
And now I'm writing about nothing

Anyway, I'm still naughty and nice...so don't be surprised by anything.
Whaaaaaa ha ha...I'm back!

I won!

I forgot to tell all of my bloggy friends that I am a winner of a "major award".

As of next February, I will be the proud owner of a new pair of boobs. Yes, you heard me...BOOBS! I won a pair of boobs in a radio auction. Okay, it's a breat augmentation for those of you who can't handle the word boob. I have wanted my ladies to be pointing upward for some time now (since I gave birth to my first child at 16...who I placed for adoption and then my little girl who I breast fed for a whole year!

I deserve this. So don't rain on my parade. If you don't have something nice to say about my boobs. Don't say nothin' at all :) But if you have words of wisdom about breast augmentation...please share!

By the way, I did get that tattoo on my stomach. I have yet to take a picture, but I will work on getting one posted soon. It turned out beautiful.

Bad Utahn!

While I was trolling the Utah blogs today...I started to feel a little guilty. I ran into women who were making gingerbread houses, taking trips to temple square to see the lights, blogging about how to wrap a Christmas present...and it goes on and on and ON.

All of the above things are the type of activities my Grandma would love me to do...but it's not me. I have tried to be a good Mormon girl, but I'm not. Morally...I'm about a 6 1/2 and Stepford wife stuff isn't for me. I prefer to see the ligts from the road, my Christmas presents look like hell. Why take the time to make them pretty when the cat is just going to scratch it right?

I don't know how these women live week to week. I admire them and I think it's great...but it's way too much energy just to get my 3 year old to ballet class once a week and get dinner on the table for the family when I can, and of course...run the business.

Maybe there's something to the Dr. Laura theory of stay at home Mom's. But then there's the world that I live in...and you know what? I like my world without gingerbread houses, temple square, and fancy wrapping paper.

Thanks for reading!

She's home!

Four days ago, I went with my family to attend Jenny's graduation from the Ark. It was the coolest, most emotional thing I have ever experienced. Her counselors talked about the day she arrived. She was high, skinny, smelled of smoke, and all the color was washed from her face.

On graduation day, she was eight months prego, pink full cheeks, and her eyes were twinkling. She is back! While in rehab, she learned how to crochet. Almost everyone in the room was proudly wearing a scarf that she had made them. She had taught all of the women in rehab how to crochet...it was the men's job to roll the womens yarn into balls...I guess it makes crochet easier.

Anyway, I hired her to work my reception desk for the holiday season. On her first day, she was 1/2 hour late. I have to give her slack...it was her first day in the real world. After work, she went to Michaels to buy some more yarn for the scarfs she is making the whole family for Christmas. She was to report home by 5:00pm. At 6:30, nobody had heard from her. We all panicked and expected the worst...a relapse.

But shortly after 6:30 she arrived at home sobbing. She had locked the keys in the car at Michael's. She only knew two phone numbers (it has been 115 days since she has used a phone). Nobody answered at those two nubmers (her mom and sister Jodi). She had a brief panick attack and then she pulled it together and asked someone for help. This kind man brought her home to get the spare key and then took her back to unlock the car.

I'm sure Jenny will have many days like her first day of sobriety...and I hope she handles them just as well. It would have been so much easier to call a drug friend, but instead she took the long way.

I did a photoshoot with Jenny yesterday to celebrate her pregnancy. I'll try to get them edited and posted soon so you can see how beautiful she is!

Over 100 days clean

Jenny has been in treatment well over 100 days at the Ark of Little Cottonwood, and she is coming home! Her graduation ceremony is this Tuesday. I can't believe the things that have gone on this past year. The TV show, the intervention, the 1st rehab, the runaway, the pregnancy, the second rehab... And now, her drug use is finally over (cross our fingers). Now her new life is ready to begin and I have faith in her. It's a newer, healthier, happier chapter in her book.

If you personally know Jenny, please reach out to her once she is home. Keep her busy. Take her to a movie, visit with her, bring dinner...whatever you can do.

The baby will be here in 50 days!