I flewed!!!!!!

Look at me Mom!! I'm flying!!!

Gorgeous!! That's all I had to say. Breathtaking.

People want to date me???

I know what you are thinking. I am as confused as you are. People want to date this girl??? They obviously don't know me. Instead of explaining my ridiculous personality let me pose a photo narrative.

As cousin it... why? just because.

Ruining a picture. Why? just because.

(seeing a theme?)

Ooops. How did Brad get in there???

Oh, but I guess I do play the harp. That's kind of cool. ;)

So basically... the moral of this story is people having started setting me up on blind dates. AHHH!!! I know. It's terrifying. Let me say this again. It's TERRIFYING. I always feel like there's a crap-load of expectations during a date. So, I guess the word is out. I am single and apparently open for dates. We'll see how this goes. Be alert for upcoming posting likely to be titled "Dating Nightmares Hall of Shame" ;)

Welcome to S.O.A. (Sleep Oholics Anonymous)

Hi. My name is Jessica. I am a sleep oholic. And so is Homer.

Okay, but seriously kids. I can't do this getting up at 5 crud. I am not an early bird. Interestingly enough, I used to think I was, until someone told me I wasn't, causing me to re-evaluate my thinking. As it turns out, this person was right. Oh, and to top if off friends, I didn't brew any coffee this morning. Why you ask? Oh. Well. I ran out of my sugar-free vanilla creamer that makes my coffee a sweet treat in the morning. I don't do black coffee. Sorry Grandma, I know I disappoint you. SOOOO... I am at my desk waiting for my 8am meeting to roll around so my caffeine addiction can be satisfied. Thank you Boeing for giving me a meeting with coffee and pastries!!!

Funny story... Looking at all these "sleeping" pics to put on my blog has actually made me more tired. If more tired exists for me right now.

Goodness... Well. I am really rethinking the vanpool. Yes, it saves money. Yes, it saves the environment. Yes, it makes it certain I'll be to work on time. Yes, it saves miles on the newly rear-ended Sentra. HOWEVER, I'd like an extra hour to sleep in and quite frankly, being the sleep-oholic that I am, that outweighs the pro's to the vanpool.

Okay, now I am just rambling to avoid focusing on work. Argh. I can't even function like a normal person today! I already paid a bill with the wrong debit card because I wasn't paying attention... So... Let's look at some financial data! Yipeee!!

...One more pic for the "awe...." crowd.

So cute. ;)

Cancer...

Be thankful for everyday you are healthy. Thank God that you do not suffer. Have a heavy heart for those who fight this battle. Do not take for granted any moment that you have to show the ones you care about how much you truly love them.

If you want to know who cancer takes, look in the mirror, it does not discriminate.


**I support cancer research and treatment efforts in loving memory of my grandfather and to offer a caring heart to those who are in need of it now.**

Do I have "Hit Me" written on my forehead???

So... I will say it could've been much worse, BUT no one likes to end their Saturday with a car accident. Anytime something like this happens it stresses me out to no end. Mostly because it's a hassle, but also because I fall into the "why me?" syndrome. I am so blessed in my life with all of my friends and family that love and care for me. When an accident happens, or anything that throws my life out of its routine, I wonder what the purpose is. Maybe things like this happen to remind us how unimportant 'things' are. At the end of the day all you need is love (I'm sorry, was it wrong to drop a Beatles line?)... All I really wanted yesterday was a hug and a back rub. I'm always alone when accidents happen and I don't fare well. I behave like an irrational female and I cry. I never know what to do or who to call. So I'm thankful for everyone who supports me so constantly in my life and for God protecting me from what could've been MUCH worse.

I brown bag it...

I brown bag it... yeah. I hate to admit this, but I am totally a creature of routine. I am "scheduled" if not on paper, in my head pretty much every hour of my day. If I don't have plans to visit with someone after work I could tell you exactly what I should/will be doing every hour from 5pm till bed. Typically it would be some mix of running, eating, reading, cleaning, and because I haven't felt like I've done enough yet something else like chatting on the phone or another unnecessary task to postpone sleep.

To my point, I make my lunch every night before I go to sleep. Besides my need for routine there is actually sound logic behind this. I get up at 5am. I don't know how many of you get up this early, but its a struggle. I resemble something unlike myself and more on par with Chubaka at this hour... and my level of comprehension... LOW. I am moving at snail speed at 5am. So, I do as much as I can to prepare the night before so I can snooze one more time every morning. Throw your hand in the air if you feel me on this one... ;)

Okay... this is the part of the story where ridiculous kicks in (welcome to my life). I don't always eat all of my lunch. Sometimes because I forget, but a lot of times because the yoplait I continue to buy every week just doesn't sound good. Our refrigerator at work is finite, alright. This thing gets FULL. What comprises a good sixteenth of this ancient appliance? My brown bags. The brown bags that combined probably contain 6 yoplaits and a handful of snap peas that are on their way to the compost pile. Every once in awhile I clean these out... HOWEVER, it's all about timing. I don't want ANYONE in my building to know I am the owner of the brown bags. Most of the time I just try to condense... I think its gone beyond condensing this morning.

Wow... that was a big confession. I am so weird. It's amazing people like me.

Battle Alarm Clocktica ...the saga continues

So... It's necessary I share my alarm clock experience that I had this morning. I am not kidding when I say this, I got ready in 12 1/2 minutes this morning! That's pretty unreal friends. Feel bad for the guy that sits next to me today. Yeah I didn't shower, but its cool, unlike other people my body repels dirt. (I hope the sarcasm translates, really I'm not that crazy).


So battle alarm clocktica started mid-dream this morning. It was a good dream... well, maybe it wasn't "good" in the sense that some gorgeous Brad Pitt-type came and swept me off my feet, BUT like an episode of Lost I wasn't quite ready for the cliff hanger.


I literally had a conversation with myself this morning. I have a ton to do at work today (and you're probably wondering why I'm blogging then). I haven't drank my coffee yet! Sheesh! Everyones a critic!! I digress... the conversation went something like this:

Sleep: "You've got a lot to do today... snooze for another hour then go in. You'll thank me later."


Me: "You're right... you're SOO right... ARGH... but I pay for the vanpool! AND I'm driving on a spare."

Sleep: "You've got a lot to do today... snooze for another hour then go in. You'll thank me later."

Me: "You're right... you're SOO right... ARGH... but I pay for the vanpool! AND I'm driving on a spare."


...it continued in the that fashion for a good 25 minutes until I had 12 1/2 minutes to get ready.


This is not unusual. This is a continuing saga... more to come.


If you'd like to pray for me, pray that I get some rest. It's almost a nightly prayer for me now. The Gospel is so powerful and has really changed my life... I just want to show people Jesus, even if that just means spending time with people and loving the crap out of them (not literally, gross guys, c'mon, for the kids)! So long story short, I've been over-committing myself. When I do "rest" I'm usually feeling guilty that I'm not being there for someone. Anyway, I need sleep. If we're keeping score starting now, it's Jessica -1, Sleep - 0. I can guarantee you this is an unfair portrayal of the battle field as of late. Maybe I just need a sweet light saber to defeat this demon!! ...if only.

Random Thoughts by Jessica Davis

I haven't made an entry in awhile and I've been composing some random thoughts in my head today. I thought I might take this opportunity to share. To add to the randomness of this entry/my life, I have chosen pink colored text as an expression of my girliness. Enjoy:

1. DO NOT PAINT YOUR TOENAILS IN DIM LIGHT. If you are asking yourself why I feel the need to share this, then you aren't as smart as I thought you were. Just be thankful for my sake that people don't get up close and personl with my feet!

2. My Mom read my blog? Oh no Cathy... she cried!! Please, PLEASE, if you are an emotional person grab a box of kleenex before continuing because I now have the reputation of causing overwhelming emotion resulting in tears through my blog entries. Thanks Mom. ;)

3. Why am I so happy today? Good question, I'm glad you asked. A few reasons. One, I got sleep last night (finally). Two, it's a beautiful day in the Northwest, yay!! BUT MOSTLY, I am drinking a Henry Weinhard Vanilla Cream soda at work on my lunch. What could be more satisfying??

...and I think that's good for now. Instead of bullet-pointing a #4 I have included a random pic of moi! Very nice if you ask me.