Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Manti Matthew

I feel sorry for people who don't have a broseph like I do...well....2 bros like I do...but this blog in particular goes out to the one and only Manti Matthew Su'a.  If you already haven't read my sister's  (Jamie Su'a) blog http://www.correspondencefromj.blogspot.com/ then let me break it down (in my own way)....
25.  He couldn't say his "R's" until we was 12?  11? 
24.  He stuttered....correction: stutters  (which makes him human....otherwise we would question the mere actuality of his mortality)
23.  He has a kind heart.  The purest heart I've ever known.
22.  When we very first moved into the house which we currently reside (eventhough the yard is smaller than the previous houses we've occupied) Mikey and Manti found little ways to make it an adventure and makes things fun...they're just like that...it's what they do.  I.e. they would string yarn from their windows (not more then 5 ft from each other) and pass notes to each other thru the windows....they would hide notes under the loose tiles on their window sills.
21.  When Manti is caught off guard and is in a heated situation he is VERY quick on his feet....not good...but quick.  When we were little we all shared a room, when it was bedtime rather than go to sleep (which is what was instructed to us) we would "come alive!"  We would "spy" on people....in our house....one night Manti got caught.  Without skipping a beat his excuse/defense for NOT being in bed was "but but but but mom....I needed to tell you something REALLY important.....I....I....I....I love you" it's one of those you-had-to-be-there-moments....but it was a classic moment...one that none of us will ever forget.
20.  He is majoring in Biology, or Genetics, or Chemistry or something like that...one of those things that's hard to spell let alone major in....all I have to say is...glad it's not me.
19.  Manti is pretty much ALWAYS in a good mood...which you would think might get a little sickening but it is the complete opposite....I love it...I love that whenever Jamie or I are in a bad mood, if he is around we all of a sudden are happy.  Not a lot of people have that effect on others...Manti, does.
18.  He is a great athlete...rugby, football, basketball..and even swimming....who knew?
17.  His "I-know-this-is-so-stupid-but-I-can't-help-but-laugh" laugh....I WISH I had a video of this particular style of laughing....it is priceless.
16.  Every time I saw a scary movie (which I no longer do) I could NOT sleep at night b/c of the fear I left the movie theater with...so I would make Manti sleep on my floor...sometimes for several nights at a time....and he did it....and he NEVER complained.  Thanks Man.
15.  When he was younger Manti and Mikey had a paper route.....our lives revolved around that paper route....our van caught on fire while delivering "papes" (as mom called them...still does)....social events were postponed b/c of the 4:30pm deadline that the papes had to be out....the stupid orange bags we had to put them in if it was raining....and the  nasty ink from the papes that literally stained our carpet...booooo.
14.  The fact that EVERY animal on this earth loves him...and not me.
13.  He's a really good snowboarder....or so I've heard.
12.  His sense of humor is top of the line. 
11.  Little known fact: He can hit the high notes in "Phantom of the Opera"
10.  The fact that whenever he comes home he ALWAYS ALWAYS leaves with a souvenir from MY room!
9.  He loves EVERYONE....how the heck does he do it?
8.  He will let me choose whatever movie I want to see...even if it's "Twilight" and never gives me guff....
7.  He has the "finest" on a budget (Manti, don't act like you DON'T know what I'm talking about...car..phone...clothes....I could go on but I'm sure you don't want ALLLLL your business on my blog)
6.  He is completely level headed....he got that from mom
5.  His attempt to speak Samoan.  "They're talking about being in class.  Huh?  They said vasega...and that means class!  Dad!  Manti is eavesdropping on your conversation!  Yeah...I heard you say you were in class...VAsega!  No....we were talking about PEsega."  He was SO sure of himself.....I just love that about him.
4.  His innate appreciation for hip-hop music...who would've thunk?
3.  In 9th grade he ran for 9th grade President and the way he won was thru his speech which consisted of your basic "rally speech"  of "Ducks fly together"......rallying the 9th class in a harmonious chant of "quack....quack.....QUACK...QUACk..QUACK QUACK...you get the jist...
2.  Girls have gone out of their way to make me their friend SPECIFICALLY to get to Manti...lame-oh!  I always saw right thru it....they never got to Manti.
1.  Eventhough he is a super star (in my eyes...and Jamie's....and Mom's) he is the most humble person I know.  It's true.....I admire and love him so much, I seriously lucked out when they were handing out brothers.  Thank you divine forces for placing us in the same familial (is that even a word) dynamic.  I love you Man, happy birthday from the bottom of my heart (sung to the tune of Feliz Navidad).  You da you da best. 

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Spreading joy and cheer

Naturally I waited til the last minute to do my xmas shopping...it's the only way to go right?  Crowded parking lots, crowded stores, crying children, messy stores, the dreadful Christmas music re-makes (i.e.Taylor Swifts re-make of "Last Christmas") along with atrocious "holiday" elevator music playing in the store, the germs you are inhaling as people cough/sneeze/hack as they walk by you, but my absolute favorite.....xmas shopping EVIL!  I knew I wasn't going to get around to xmas shopping until the last minute so, I prepared myself...mentally....emotionally...etc.  I was filled with Christmas cheer as I pulled into a parking lot and was cut off twice, brake checked, sneered at while I patiently waited for the multitudes of pedestrians who felt so inclined to take their sweet time jaunting across the parking lot to their horrendously parked cars (no doubt in their minds THEY are the exception to the rule..."I can park like this....even if I take up 2 stalls...it's ok if I do it") all the while singing along with Karen Carpenter, maintaining my composure and holiday cheer.  It was an even more joyous sight once I got INTO the store...oh what fun it is to nearly trip over children/toddlers/car seats in the middle of a walkway/door/isle only to be given crustys once you realize it was YOUR fault to let other people's children run around unattended....the joy doesn't stop there...the season just wouldn't be complete with out hearing mothers so lovingly reprimanding their children as if in the comfort of their own home, Ah!  The resonance is priceless, the level of volume in their voice is undeniably an ice breaker for the strangers around them...the vexation and stratus of comfort it must give will def be the gift that keeps on giving.  And the checkout lines, who could forget the checkout lines, their grandure, their complete delight.  I thoroughly enjoy witnessing temper tantrums thrown by several of the patrons who, once they've reached the cashier realize, they can't get their own way (in one way or another..i.e. the pricing is wrong, the item they've searched for is unavailable...they can't get exactly what they need at that very given moment)...how they want it, when they want it....oh the frenzy they work up, and the words that come out of their mouths most definitely encourage dreams of sugar plum fairies, and candy land wishes.  The hussle and bussle of the season is so affable, and charming.  No wonder we all look forward to this time of year....everyone is at their utter best.  The gift of giving has become something we all anticipate with a hint of electricity in our hearts.  It's obviously NOT a routine we've gotten into...it's something we all do out of the goodness of our hearts, never because we are obligated to purchase a gift for the one person whose name we drew out of a hat (in order to eliminate the idea of gift giving to everyone you love) no, no, it is out of complete adoration for the season, and what it represents.  Lucky for us the word "Christmas" still means something.  It means that we get one more day off of work, we get to pig out and not feel guilty afterwards, we get to throw away pretty paper that we should recycle (go green), we have to/get to see all sides of our extended family, making appointments as to when it's convenient for US to swing by your house just so we can open the presents you got for us.  It's still a day that we remember ourselves and what we got....whether or not we got that flat screen tv we wrote to Santa for 3 times....it's about competing with our neighbors as to...who has the most festive light display, never mind that our utility bill could put us in the poor house we MUST be the talk of the neighborhood.  No wonder Christmas is our favorite time of year.  *big sigh of satisfaction* Oh, Christmas what would we do without you? 
***Disclaimer***
This Christmas has been the most humbling Christmas of my lifetime.  The true meaning is priceless to me.  All sarcasm aside.  A Savior was born.  A Savior to turn to when your year doesn't go as you anticipated or planned.  A Savior who will comfort us when we stand in need.  A protector, a guide, a confidant, a person who hears our prayers. A Savior whom we would all be lost without.  I know this.  Merry Christmas everyone. 

Monday, December 14, 2009

Stronger than yesterday (not a Britney cover)

I got off work a lil' early and instead of coming home and going STRAIGHT to the gym as planned, I'm eating random (somewhat healthy) food from the cupboards and fridge, and I'm watching Oprah.  Let me explain.  I consider myself VERY pop-culture savvy...in fact, whenever my family or my co-workers have a question about what's going on in the "the biz" they immediately resort to me as their main source of information (naturally). Oprah is a major pop-culture icon...I felt the need to "catch up."  As I'm sitting here watching Oprah interview Whitney Houston (my 2nd favorite singer....**see below for a list of my favorite singers...in order)...I can't help but want to stick my finger THROUGH my eyeball and swirl it around in my brain rather than watch this.  I'm so annoyed by this interview.  Stop!  Make it stop! Ok...just turned it off...*said in a whiney voice* "oh woe is me I did drugs, I have so much money...but just b/c I have money doesn't mean I have problems"....uh...thanks Whitney.  What about those of us who DON'T have millions of dollars?  We still have problems...and they're probably worse than your self-inflicted drug addiction.  Guys...I just don't care that she has problems.  Does anybody else care about Whitney's problems?  Oh don't get me wrong...I feel empathy for her (b/c that's what we're supposed to do right?) but she has millions of hundos....she can work it out.  Now, if she wanted to throw some benji's MY way...we would have a different story on our hands...as it is...I'm wrapped up in my own blogging world right now.
So....talk about the worst year ever....whoever said life wasn't easy had it right on the money.  But guess what?  I'm still standing! I know we all have stuff to go thru, but this year has been the hardest year of my life.  I'm so glad I have an amazing family...with equally amazing parents.  My sister was just what the Dr. ordered. I have to say how much my family means to me.  And, maybe that is one of the reasons I've gone thru all I've gone thru...who knows.  This blog is not to let you in on how bad things have been...it's to show you that I/you can do anything...get through anything that is placed on your plate.  Don't get discouraged...get even!  Get even with the unfortunate events that have happened in your life.  Get out there....do it TO it.  Conquer your trials...or they might conquer you.  Maybe this blog is a little out of character for me, but I felt inclined to post it....I hope SOMEONE (even if it's just one person) will benefit from it...you're not alone...
 So, any of you who have had an equally bad year or who have just had some rough patches here and there....and you're still in good spirits, still healthy, still standing....THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKIN ABOUT!  I don't know why we go through what we go through (when I figure it out I'll post something on it) but I know that no matter what it is...we can do it....if the Lord brought you to it...he will bring you through it (I say that ALL the time in my head).  So...to "Murphy's Law, Karma, Satan, my luck" I have TWO words for you...........................................................See you.....later.  Hmph guess that's three words. 
Here are some helpful "how-to's" if you're having a hard time:
There are 2 ways to get thru life...laughing or crying...I prefer laughing, crying gives me a headache.-Marjorie Hinckley
Exercise-Pam Su'a (that's her answer for EVERYTHING)
Punch the wall -common sense
Take a drive-McKenna Magalogo
Go for a walk-Noelle Mauri
Knit-Becci Combs
Make your own ornaments for your xmas tree, or develop your own fantastic table setting layout-Britney Bell Thompson
Eat!  EAT ANYTHING YOU WANT!-Jenilyn...and my sister Jamie
Soak in a nice warm bath-Shanna Campbell
Do something for someone else...aka Service-Bar Dee Campbell
Give money to Jenilyn- Vatau Su'a
Watch a rugby game-Ashely Filimoeatu
Go to a Zumba class-Morena
Take some pictures-Stephanie Meyers (New last name..sorry steph forgot)
Make some mochi-Amanda Cushing
Hope some of these will help if you're going through a hard time...or really rough trials!
**Favorite Singers**
1. Mariah Carey (HER not her image)
2. Whitney Houston
3 Christina Aguilera
4. Chrisette Michelle
5. The girl from Glee (obviously she's one of my favorites...I know her name and everything)
FAV MALE SINGERS
1. Stevie Wonder
2. Brian McKnight
3. John Legend
4. Raheem DeVaughn
5. Luther Vandross
*Big sigh of relief* I feel so much better after this posting!  Thanks for listening folks....remember: You never know how strong you are until being strong is the only choice you have.

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Let me catch my breath

*Blogging frm my phone oooh wee* I used to have a shopping addiction.  I am better now.  Well...I thought I was better.  It was the better part of 3 yrs. ago that I sat myself down, and had an intervention with: "me, myself and I," all three distinct personalities.  "Me" is very frivolous, impetuous, and care free...a free spirit so to speak, while "Myself" has an attitude that can not only "rip you a new one" but can put the fear of God in you if you are doing something you shouldn't!  "I" is very practical, logical, and intelligent (she holds us together).  "We" intervened....had it out.  The shopping was going to tear us apart....so...it ended (the shopping that is).  I snapped my fingers and just like that...problem solved.  Yet, here I stand at an undisclosed department store doing everything in my power to, not only catch my breath, but also maintain my composure as I gawk at the ever appealing, AWE-striking, butterflies-in-my-stomach-making, handbag section.  I find it ironic that Jordin Sparks "One Step At A Time" is playing as I make my way through this predicament, and yet, as I listen to the (somewhat well written) words of this song I just can't help myself.  I've mentally committed to the most extraordinary, most-amazing-color-of-purple-I-have-ever-seen, crocodile skin handbag.......my heart is torn between principle and pleasure.....virtue and vice......right and right-er...will power and supplication...and although buyers remorse may follow (highly doubtful...if you could see this handbag you would understand WHY no one could EVER feel guilty for purchasing such a work of art) I have to "give in" to that part of me that just CAN'T live without it.  After all, EVERYONE (absolutely) NEEDS a purple crocodile skin handbag right?  Don't bother asking how much this is costing me.  I will never tell!  You can torture me with ants and leave me to dry in the sun but I will still be true...I will never divulge that information.  1, 2, 3...DONE!  Cha-ching....pay day for my closet!  Oh no....oh no......WAIT!!!!  There's one exactly like it only in....black!  AAHHHHHH!!!!  Panic. 

Friday, November 20, 2009

Standing in line....

So...let's see if this "blogging frm your phone" thing works. I'm standing in the concession line at Carmike Cinemas Jordan Landing and seriously this line goes on for eternity...never mind that there are 11 others just as long! *thought* how many ppl have actually read the Twilight books? I wish you guys could see how serious some girls have taken this premier...t-shirts, costumes, face painting oh my!  Surprisingly enough I estimate that 43% of the people here are male...GROWN males...*head tilt* odd.  I really hope that when Jacob Black morphes into a werewolf for the first time I don't faint from emotional overload..cross your fingers will ya?  You know what I hate?  People who cut in line.  If my baby sister Jamie was with me I would...correction...WE would lay down the law...as it is I have no back up.  Oh my gosh I just looked up from blogging (on my phone) and there is, no joke, a somewhat adolescent looking kid...of the male gender....covered in silver glitter...my guess is he is dressed up as Edward in the sunlight...he's walking around with his shirt UN-buttoned....so....big weirdo creep alert everyone....no appeal whatsoever...sorry Team Edward.  *observation* teenage girls are kind of annoying minus the kind of ...I'm surrounded...justification: I can say that b/c I was once an annoying teenage girl.  *random thought* A LOT of these ppl look familiar but I KNOW I have never seen them in my life...hmpf....pre-exsistence?  
Oh my goodness I'm so glad I have a handle on my temper b/c there is a tweenie twi-hard that is bugging the bah-jeezies out of me and if I wasn't so patient I probably would have slapped her by now (not really...but I would be seriously contemplating it...IF I wasn't so patient)...there are a lot of Native Americans here I bet there on Team Jacob...they can have my Jacob leftovers...still in line...I've moved about 5 inches this whole time I've been blogging (from my phone...isn't that the coolest?)...seriously how long does it take to get a bag of popcorn and a drink?  Ok New Moon let's get it poppin!  Go Jacob....I love you!

Monday, November 9, 2009

Star Quality?

What does it take to make an ordinary individual reach extra-ordinary heights of fame and "fortune?"  I think I have it all figured out.  No really you guys....I think I'm a genius (figuratively speaking).  I saw the Michael Jackson movie the other day....don't worry I'm right up there with the next person- sick to death of hearing the whole "Michael Jackson is dead" drama.  When the movie came out I have to admit I had little to no interest in seeing the movie.  How I ended up in the theater I know not....peer pressure most likely, much to my surprise I was instantly drawn into this movie (what.the.heck?).  While I was watching the movie it took every ounce of strength I had to stay seated in my chair....all I wanted to do was get up and DANCE...sooooo many thoughts were running through my mind....*wow, he's really dead...*why didn't I ever go to one of his concerts? *why didn't I appreciate his brilliance when he was alive? *the past/present FIVE genereations of my family (great grand-parents all the way up to my new nephew who was introduced to the lyrical stylings of MJ by none other than his most musically righteous Aunty Jenilyn) know Michael Jackson is, in one way or another, what other celebrity can claim that? *he's weird *he's freaking amazing *how is he so amazing?  You guys....how is it that Michael is SO amazing?  I mean...the musical abilities...the dancing capabilities blah blah blah.....but think about it....there are about a million and five people who are just as good musically and just as good physically (I mean they can dance just as good as he can)....BUT...what is it about him that is so..........enthralling....so mind boggling that once you set eyes/ears on a performance you are completely mezmorized by it?  I have a few theories...well...maybe just one but a "few" sounds better...lyrically. 
Let me break it down....who are like the biggest celebs right now?  Britney, Angelina, Madonna....I could go on but these girls will help me prove my point.  Take these girls for instance.....what's one of the first words that comes to your mind?  For me it's plain and simple....WEIRD.  I mean Britney is seriously off her rocker...Angelina used to wear blood around her neck and kiss her brother...and Madonna has that weird Trans-Atlantic accent from like the 30's or 40's (whenever they used it).....did you notice that I didn't need to include any of their last names?  You totally knew who I was talking about right?  How sweet would that be to have millions of people know you by your first name only?  To be able to stand out THAT much that no last name is needed....whoa.  So, am I saying that you have to be totally weird in order to be super-famouso?  Technically, yes.  Realistically, no.  What I'm trying to say is that, in "This is it" there were 2 parts where I thought to myself..."Ok, who would think to put this in a concert...this is seriously odd."  BUT if anyone can do it....it would be Michael Jackson...he is the exact right amount of weird that it works....which makes him completely untouchable in his fame status.  Who wakes up in the morning and thinks to himself...."I'm only gonna wear ONE bedazzled baseball batting glove today not two.....Oooh you know what would be really awesome?  If, mid-dance, I kicked one leg up and did a little scream then grab my pelvis...that'll catch on and it will be ONE of my signature dance moves that everyone will end up imitating in years and generations to come.  Hmmmm....I need to get married....hmmm....what great musical Legends have daughters?  Chyna Phillips is taken....McKenzie Phillips won't return my calls.....Rod Stewart has that blond daughter but she's not cute....Brooke Hogan is too young *mental note: remember to call her in 10 yrs*....what about Lisa-Marie Presley?!"  Guys, you have to admit...he's made some really outlandish, & unconventional decisions...but they've totally worked.  Who is more famous than Michael?  Even now that he's dead...who can top him?  I can't think of one person...if you can PLEASE enlighten me.  So...here's my recipe for instant, interminal fame:
1 normal semi-good looking person
At least 1 (2 or 3 to guarantee a solid career) good songs
1 outrageous music video
2 or 3 scandals (add to taste)
Endless acts of sparatic absurdity
Occasional idiosyncratic decisions made while in the spotlight of the media *note: bizarre and erractic behavior must ALWAYS be caught on film (digital or motion)
Let simmer for several years. 
Leave the public eye for a while (determine based on how hot it gets)
Do a "comeback" tour
Make an appearance on Oprah to tell "your side" of the story (Diane Sawyer works too)
Write a tell-all book....embelish!
Lather, Rinse, Repeat...as desired.
A little badda....a little bing....you're a star.....a SUPER-STAR! 
Not hard to do folks.....so there it is....on a silver platter for all you aspiring "Super-stars."

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Showtime!


YOU GUYS!  I cannot believe it's SHOWTIME!!!  Next week "Cinderella" opens!!!  Am I nervous?  Pshhhhh pleeeeeease!  No way....ok maybe a little....teensy....tiny bit.  OR maybe a lot.  Regardless, it's here, it's time, and I'm not gonna back down or out now....who wants to come??? 
The show is running Nov. 12th-14th (Thurs-Sat)
There are at least 2 or more shows on Friday & Sat.  For showtimes go to http://www.drapertheatre.org/
*heads up* tickets are already starting to sell.....they are anticipating to sell out every show (fingers crossed).  I hope to see some of you there!  It will be a good show no doubt! 
P.S. On Friday & Saturday if you dress up like a Prince or Princess you get 1/2 off the tickets!  Corny?  No way!  I would totally do it for 1/2 off! Ha ha ha

Monday, November 2, 2009

Flying Solo

Do you ever get in moods where you enjoy just being by yourself? Where you can spend hours if not days by yourself (with the exception of family)? Where you can sit in your room and veg, watch movies, work on your computer, listen to music/podcasts, tweet from  your phone, facebook from your phone, eat junk, eat healthy, shop or not shop, clean, THINK about cleaning but not acutally do it?  Am I a weirdo?  Diane Von Furstenburg once said "The most important relationship you have, is the relationship you have with yourself, because no matter what happens you will always be with yourself."  I thought about that quote for a really long time...maybe I overanalyzed a lil' bit, but the fact of the matter is....I like myself.  I like my life.  I'm so grateful for so many things (to name them all would not only bore you to tears, but it would probably make you really jealous of me...I'm totally kidding) that I find it difficult to be at war with the way things are at this very given point in my life.  Granted, I don't have the perfect life...but who does besides Paris, J-Lo & Angelina right now? 
For the majority of my life I have ALWAYS seen my mom reading, and growing up I never understood why she would READ in her spare time...especially when there were SO many other things to do..like watch tv...play outside....text...camp on the computer etc (I'm such an Orange/Yellow personality depending on which quiz you're talking about)....I remember conversating with her about her addiction to reading. She told me that she didn't always enjoy reading....it wasn't until she got so busy that she didn't have time for herself....reading became her "me" time.  *confused look*
These past few months (almost a year and half) I've come to understand what she meant.  We all need a little "me" time....not in a selfish way, but a way to harness our "chi", get in touch with our minds,making sure that our hearts and minds our communicating, taking time to detox and acknowledging what we, not only, have going for ourselves but the things we have been abundantly blessed with.  My point?  I'm happy.  I have my "off" days.  Surprise!  I'm human!  I feel like I'm finally starting to come into my own.....& that's a good feeling. 

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Let the record show...

Let the record show that on this day 59 years ago, Vatau Siaki Su'a (Rocky) was born.  Where do you even begin with this one?  Everyone (almost everyone) thinks their dad is the GREATEST, and I suppose in one way or another we can completely justify WHY are dad is the best...here are my justifications (disclaimer: my intnent is not to convert anyone into believing my dad is the world's greatest...but if it happens...just go with it, you will be blessed).
25.  Dad grew up in a semi-third world country, and against all odds has made a home and a life for himself & his family.
24.  He has mastered 2 instruments: a. the ukulele b. his voice (side note: he has recently developed a taste for the piano and is working on mastering that talent as well).  Growing up we all have memories of dad sitting out on the porch in the late afternoon (dusk time) with his ukulele and serenading the neighborhood.  Whenever we had luau's, parties, get togethers etc etc Dad was always the entertainment.  Wonderful wonderful memories.
23. He is the comedic relief in the family.  Dad has always been a comedian. He's done plenty of shows and MC'd plenty of events/activites/programs etc, and somehow he always manages to bring the house down.  Jamie, and Mikey have certainly inherited their comedic side from dad.  Needless to say...laughter is always a huge part of our household.
22.  His accent....which is fading fast....since English is his 2nd language there were times where conjugations were incorrect...words were mispoken...and our jokes were at HIS expense.  It was at an early age that we noticed dad wouldn't say things correctly and they quickly became family jokes...here are some examples (I love you dad)
a.  CUT IF OFF!  He would always yell at us to "cut it off."  One night at the dinner table (we were all really really young...and annoying) Dad sternly told us to "cut it off."  Somehow (I seriously don't know what came over me) I mustered up the courage and timidly said "Dad, it's cut it out, not cut it off." *ROARS of laughter* and just like that....we were never the same.
b.  When I was 9 yrs. old I got a bad case of pink eye (not fun) we made a few trips to the dr and for the most part it was clearing up....one day after my dad got home from work he inquired as to how I was doing...."Let me see your eyes-ez" (double pluralized)....I couldn't help but laugh....we STILL tease him to this very day about it. 
21.  Dad is the HARDEST worker I have ever seen.  I kinda get choked up just blogging about it.  He works hours upon hours...day after day...14 hour days....15 hour days....and when he comes home to his family he is HAPPY....ready to hear about our days and how they went.  Because of this single act I cannot bring myself to complain about my 8 hour/9 hour day at work no matter how bad of a day it was.  He has taught me so much about the aspect and the importance of work exclusively through his example. 
20.  It is IMPOSSIBLE for me to go ANYWHERE without someone knowing Vatau/Rocky Su'a.  As soon as someone sees my last name the first question out of their mouth is "Do you know Vatau/Rocky?" They then proceed to tell me crazy stories about my dad...which I love.
19.  I have to tell this story b/c I think it's not only a funny story but it's priceless.  When Dad was 10 yrs. old he was approached by missionaries (LDS) to be baptized.  Being 10 yrs. old one might argue that  he probably wasn't the most qualified at making life changing decisions, capable but not qualified, but the missionaries had something that dad COULDN'T say no to.  Ice cream.  And just like that the deal was sealed, he sold his soul for ice cream.  He was baptized that week.  The next week he went back to get baptized again....and also for the free ice cream.  The missionaries turned him away informing him he could only be baptized once and he had met his quota for this lifetime.  Discouraged, disappointed, & sad he went on his way. He went about his mischievous life and a few years later developed an interest in attending "The Church College of Western Samoa" (better known as CCWS).  Tuition was high however, members of the LDS church were given a discount on the tuition....as fate would have it 3 years prior to his interest in attending CCWS Vatau became a member of the LDS denomination (in his humble attempt for free ice cream).  I remember him telling me later that he developed his testimony while studying at CCWS.  Later he went on to serve an LDS mission in/for the Apia, Samoa Mission. I've never thought of ice cream in the same way.
18.  He has ALWAYS put his family first.  If this blog was strictly about how he has put his family first, you would be reading stories for days...it would be chuck full of heart touching stories.  One in particular that will always make me proud (to be his daughter).  While dad was a student here in America he worked 2 or 3 jobs (at least) so that he could make enough money to support himself and also his Grandmother(who raised him) Fa'ilagi who lived in Samoa.  Think of your young adult life for a moment.  Can you imagine supporting you AND your family?  He is selfless and has always been a "giver."  He is the least selfish man I've ever known.
17.  If there is anything on my plate that I can't finish, don't like, or don't want rest assure that my dad will take care of it for me.  Now some of you may be thinking "what?  why would she include this in her list?"  It's a comfort thing.  That may sound so ridiculous to you, but I know when I sit down to eat I don't have to worry about not finishing my plate. Nothing goes to waste, I don't feel guilty for squandering perfectly good food.  It's comforting to know that my dad will take care of me in that aspect.  Side note: I've never met another guy/boy/man (not even my brothers) who can do this. 
16.  How could you NOT love his step-by-step instructions.  It doesn't matter what you're doing, if dad is around he will give you step-by-step instructions on how (he thinks) things should be done.  Patience is required for this one.  I just have to sit back and laugh. 
15.  Dad is one laid back cat UNLESS mom is out of town.  I don't know why, but when mom is home we can do/say/go/be/ anything/anywhere and he would never make a fuss.  When mom is gone be prepared to be on lockdown.  I guess it's a papa bear thing which is endearing.  Being the cunning & creative girl that I am, I've mastered the task to persuade dad into letting me out of the house while mom is gone.  It took several years but I finally got it down packed.  Shhhh....don't tell...
14.  Growing up dad didn't have pants he had JAMS!  Definition of Jams: brightly colored/patterned shorts that my Grandma or Mom would make.  Jams were worn with bright t-shirts, a hat, and sandals.  NO ONE can pull this look off....except dad. 
13.  I love dad's personality.  I love that he can tease us but at the same time discipline us.  Dad loves to have a good time, and we love to have a good time with him!
12.  His Chop Suey is the BEST Chop Suey.  He is such a sensational cook.  He uses no measuring utensils, no recipes.  Talent folks, pure talent. 
11.  He has always been our greatest protector.  When I moved out of the house the 1st, 2nd, 3rd, time etc I never felt as safe as I did when I was at home.  His presence is not only a comfort but it's an outward statement that I am safe and that I'm not scared of anything....with him around.
10.  My siblings don't even know this story.  I was astounded when I heard it.  Dad was a performer (we established this earlier in this post) I've often wondered why he never took it to the next level.  One day I was talking to him about it.  I found out (long story short) that he was approached by a very influential Hollywood agent, with an opportunity that would guarantee fame and fortune.  After much thought & consideration decided that his family was more important and that if he took that path of fame, that his family life would not be what he wanted it to be.  He was offered ridiculous amounts of money.  As I put myself in that position I would be in torment deciding what to do.  As dad was telling me the story it was as if he was talking about doing dishes...it meant nothing to him.....the money, the fame, the fortune, the opportunity was nowhere near how important his family was/is to him. 
9.  One thing I love about dad is that even though I am his favorite (and everyone knows it) he still insists on claiming Jamie, Manti, and Mikey (individually...one by one) as his favorite just to make me jealous....*whispers* guess what....I know I'm you're favorite dad....no matter what you say...sorry about it :)
8.  If you tell dad something embarassing that happened to you....he'll remember if forever and ALWAYS bring it up at the most inconvenient time.  It's good for a laugh if it's not at YOUR expense :)
7.  Oh this one I LOVE.  I can't tell you how many stories I've heard of how dad was such a trouble maker (see # 2)....in fact if I had a dime for every story I've heard I would have my college tuition paid for, and probably a house to go with it.  Knowing that he is mischievous I can see where we all get our "trouble-making" side.....and he STILL gets mad at us for trouble we cause...but technically....it's HIS fault...we're HIS children....with HIS genes....and HIS character....hmmmm...where's the justification in this? Ha ha ha
6.  He won't let me mow the lawn.  He'll let everyone else in the family do it....except me.....
5. When Jamie and I were 7 and 8 dad gave us nicknames and has called us his Princess (me) and his Angel (Jamie) ever since.  I have always loved it.
4.  He invented "Common Sense."  Oh, you didn't know?  He invented it, and apparently is the only person who has it...so.......good luck guys.
3.  A few months ago the house was empty it was a Sunday Evening...I walked back to Dad's bedroom and heard him singing....he was watching "The Sound of Music" and was singing (every single word to) "I am 16 going on 17."  I just sat and listened.  When he figured out I was standing there giggling he told me how "The Sound of Music" was the first movie he ever saw.  As a little boy he would work and as soon as he earned a dime he would go to the movie theatre and watch "The Sound of Music:" he said he saw it over and over again.  I often forget that Dad was a little boy once.  I have to give thanks to the childhood he had, because his childhood has helped to shape our lives.  Dad has told me that he knew what it was like not to have money, and he has never wanted us to feel that way.  I can honestly say that I have never wanted for anything, Dad has always given us and provided for us everything we have ever wanted.  As an adult I realize the sacrifice and efforts he made to make us happy.  Those memories are simply irreplaceable.
2.  This is my FAVORITE story of Dad.  While attending CCWS there came a day in his Religion class where the class was supposed to have a test.  The class was panicking b/c nobody was prepared for the exam.  Because they attended "The CHURCH College of W. Samoa" they began every class with a word of prayer.  In the midst of all the stress the teacher began the class and asked for a volunteer to pray.  Vatau volunteered.  He began to pray.......for the ENTIRE duration of the class....he blessed every individual person in the room.."please bless Alipate Schwenke with his temper, sometimes he loses his temper so please help him to keep his temper, please bless Sia sometimes she gets mad, and yells at us so please help her not to get mad"  *bell rings indicating class is over* "Amen"  Dad prayed the WHOLE class time and dodged the exam....hero of the class!  The teacher was furious...but they couldn't interrupt the sacred prayer that was being offered.  How clever!  What a genius!  In all my years of scheming and plotting to get out of school work...I never came up with something like that. Ahhh!  I love that story!
1.  Lastly....from the many stories I've heard about Dad I've come to know that he dated a lot of girls (which is not a bad thing)...and out of all the girls he dated he chose the best one, my Mom.  I think that was the best decision he's ever made.  They compliment each other, they fit.  They love each other and they love us.  They have built such an incredible, and EXTRA-ordinary life together.  None of us would be who we are without them....Dad has had such an impact on all of our lives and I can't express how much we love him (especially me).  Manuia le aso fanau Dad.  You are the World's Greatest!  We need more men like you in this world.  I know that my Father in Heaven loves me because he blessed me with YOU as my father. No one can take your place, you're one of a kind...in good times and bad I love you so much!

Thursday, October 8, 2009

Impossible things are happening everyday!


I thought I was getting myself into a sticky situation.  I had to sit back and ask myself "what are you doing?"  Last month I auditioned for the play/musical "Cinderella."  I thought I would give it a try....didn't have anything to lose sort of thing. Miraculously I was cast in the production.  Ladies and Gentlemen you are looking at the newest "evil stepsister" aka Grace (suitable name right?)!  At first I was a little weary and nervous (I don't normally do this sort of thing....in public..or professionally)....I haven't been in a production since High School.  I didn't tell ANYONE for the longest time.  My mom & my sister knew, but that was it.  There are so many "haters" out there and I didn't want to give them any fuel for their fire so to speak, and I certainly didn't want to be the topic of conversation at a friendly "roast" in so many words.  However, the production is coming along SO well....the actors are so talented and the show itself is going to be a masterpiece!  This is the "Rogers & Hammerstein's" version of Cinderella.  It is jam-packed with catchy tunes, creative dialog, comedy, and down-right-good-ol'-fashion-fun.  Because I have so much faith in this production I wanted to extend an invitation to anyone and EVERYONE.....is this a cheap plug?  It will be running (Friday) Nov. 13th-14th.  There will be matinee's as well as evening shows.  It is showing at the Draper Historic Theatre.  Naturally I will post specifics as we get closer to opening night.  Any of you who have kids...this would be the perfect thing for them.  I believe one of the Saturday showings will be discounted IF you come dressed as a Prince or Princess (which adds a little pizazz to the novelty of the situation).  If you have any questions let me know (leave a comment & I'll answer it).  Guys seriously....it's gonna be so fun! I'd LOVE LOVE LOVE to see you there. 

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Expected the worst....

Have you ever expected the worst...or were NOT looking forward to something & it turned around and slapped you in the face with the EXACT opposite of what you thought it was gonna be?  Did that even make sense to anyone?  Last week I was NOT looking forward to Conference weekend...i.e. the dances, the people that come in from all over....I was just not looking forward to socializing, maybe it was just a mood I was in who knows...but then...all of a sudden from out of left field...we have a little badda...a little bing...and BOOM!  Awesome weekend.  I met a lot of new people....gave out my number a few times *winks* was fully enriched by the talks I listened too...ate some amazing food (thanks Mom)....saw my fam bam....seriously guys.....I love it when you "expect the worst, and hope for the best" and you GET the best *BIG sigh of relief*
Oh but I have to tell you guys this....so today (Tuesday) I was walking down the hall at work, and there was this older (gosh how do I say this nicely..ok..gotta keep it real) not cute type woman who looked like she stole a few too many cookies from the cookie jar if you catch my drift ( No, I am NOT making fun of chubby people)...and I don't mean "not cute" in a "she's ugly poor her" way...I mean it in a "she would have a chance if she didn't wear a white see-thru night shirt with a black bra that is too small" sort of way...nobody wants or needs to see that....c'mon girls let's think before we exit the house for the day. 
DISCLAIMER:
Let the record show...I am not perfect, but I do have common sense.
(end of disclaimer)
Ooooh!  Has anyone read the new Dan Brown (author of The Davinci Code & Angels & Deamons) book "The Lost Symbol?"
Also, it is getting to be that time again....Autumn....if you blink you might miss it...it's supposed to be short this year *sad face* but....you know what comes with Autumn????  New sheets!!!!  How pathetic am I that I get excited about new sheets......oh well...I love the little pleasures life brings.  Oh yeah....what the Khloe Kardash &; Lemar from the Lakers?  What the.....who the....why the?????  THAT was random...but she still has great hair. 
Did you guys hear Mariah (Carey, for those of you who do not habla pop culture) might be prego....uh-oh baby diva on board...watch out.
You wanna know what new tv show pulled me right in and wouldn't let me go?  FlashForward.  Get into it. 
What am I looking forward to?  Halloween.....fun costume ideas all around....gotta make the right decision though.  Good luck Jenilyn, right?

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Give it up!

"Mother love is the fuel that enables the normal human being to do the impossible." -Marion Garetty. It was my moms birthday on Saturday. In honor of my mom I wanted to name 25 things I love about her (even though there are a million things...I didn't think it would be fair to everyone else if I named all 1million of them).

25. *Submitted by Mikey* She is so patient....so true! Whenever things get chaotic, she is always the one (more or less) who has her head on straight. She can get through ANY situation (and is prepared for most...which we will address further into this blog). She is the one we rely on to keep a level head....you don't ever really have to worry about making mom mad b/c she will always always talk it through with you. An amazing trait to start of this entry!

24. She ALWAYS comes home happy...even if she has had a horrible hectic day, when she walks in the door she has a smile on her face. This characterisitc makes all the difference in our home, our lives, and our attitudes.

23. Whenever she answers the phone she sounds like she's in a good mood. Some of you may be thinking....why is this on the list? Have you ever had your family members answer your phone call like they were annoyed....tired....in a bad mood....uninterested? It's not pleasant...but we can always count on mom to be happy, & upbeat which is completely contagious.

22. She ALWAYS knows what to do. Whenever any of us are in a pickle....she has the exact remedy...and it always works!

21. Her love is completely contagious. If she loves someone we automatically love them too...i.e. if one of us (the siblings) is driving another sibling crazy she can always talk us into forgiving them and loving them....ughhhhh sometimes it's so frustrating b/c you just want to be mad but you can't.....not when she's around :)

20. Her inevitable NEED for her children....I don't mean she NEEDS us around to be happy, or content I mean she needs us around so she doesn't get LOST! I don't know how she gets from point A to point B but I love her for it. It not only is comical it's what makes Mom....Mom.

19. *Submitted by Manti* One of his favs is when she says something that's a tiny tiny bit off-color, she laughs and gets WAY embarassed. It's so true! What's even funnier is the laugh she does when she gets embarassed about something!

18. She is supportive of ANYTHING & EVERYTHING that any of us want to do. Can I tell you how much of a difference that makes in our lives? She not only backs us 100% but she'll do the work with us if she needs to (example Manti & Mikey's paper route...she was the one waking the boys up at 5am...helping fold the "papes" and then driving the boys around to deliver them)THAT is how supportive she is. I cannot imagine my life without the amount of support she has given me, & I'm sure my siblings would agree.

17. "Write me a note" 'nuff said :)

16. Her British accent. Hahahahaha. When Shanna & Pam get together they magically transform into British Women...only for a few sentences though.

15. She has the sweetest disposition. Maybe she inherited this characteristic from her Mother. Regardless, it is wonderful to live with....no complaints here.

14. Her attachment to the "outdoors." She has taught all of us in one way or another to love the outdoors and to appreciate all its diversions.

13. Her taste. Pam has a very distinct taste/zest for style, food, decoration, & entertainment. If we ever see something funky & coolio in a store be it clothes, sunglasses, decor, movies, etc etc we have coined the phrase "this is SO mom!" It's what makes Pam....Pam....Love it!

12. Her green thumb. Pam can work wonders with a yard, dead plants of all sorts, and indoor plants. She is one who has been blessed with the Gift of Gardening....jealous!

11. I HAVE TO put this on the list.....the "Campbell Way"....which I have come to love. Imagine the simplest situation...for instance....turning off the lights in the house/church/anywhere....multiply the level of complexity by 10....add 4....multiply it AGAIN by 4 million and you will have something close to...the Campbell Way....after Kristen & Nate's Wedding this is what happened...we were all hungry and decided to make our way over to an old Family favorite: China Nite. As we were in the church parking lot this conversation took place:
Gma: Oh dear, the lights in the church are still on.
Shanna: Ok I'll go turn them off
Pam: We need to get to China Nite it closes at 10
Gma: Shanna, do you know where the lights in the church are?
Shanna: No, but I can find them
Gma: I know where they are I'll go turn them off
Shanna: I don't think so, you need to get into the car...I'll go turn the lights off...Pam get mom into the car!
Gma: But honey you don't know where the lights are
Pam: We need to go!
Shanna: (to Gma) well I'm not gonna let you go turn the lights off
Pam: Everyone get in the car!
Shanna: Pam! We need to turn the lights off in the church
Pam: Well I don't know where they are
Shanna: Neither do I
Gma: Now Shanna I can turn off the lights just as easy as anyone else can
Shanna: No mom you need to get into the car
Pam: Shanna China Nite closes at 10
Shanna: I know that...I'm trying to get mom in the car so we can go
Gma: but the lights need to be turned off
Pam: We need to go now China Nite closes at 10!
This went on for about 30 mins....and the lights never did get turned off. Hence...the Campbell Way. *Don't touch this one folks....it's a trademark*

10. Her "greens"....that no longer exist...but we loved them just the same!

9. Her Lullaby's. They have stuck with ALL of us to this very day....in fact...we now sing them to our new Nephew.

8. Her strength in the Gospel. Her testimony is not only an example but it is a wonderful testification to us that the Church is true.

7. Her ability to make a house a HOME.

6. Her kindness. She is kind to everyone.

5. The example that she sets for all of us.

4. Her zest for life. Pam has gone on several international tours/trips...bike tours...bike marathons...on a few occasions has even taken one of us with her!

3. She is a classy lady. Pam is always polite and uses manners which she has taught each of us...

2. She is the most intelligent woman we know. Her love for reading, history, and thirst for knowledge have definitely benifited each of us not only scholastically but she has been able to annihilate any stupors of thought that we may come across....if you ever watch/play Jeopardy or Trivial Pursuit with Pam (and/or Jamie) count on losing.

1. Without a doubt Mom is the easiest person to talk to...to talk things through with....to comfort you....to wipe tears away....to go to with the toughest of questions/problems/concerns etc.

A world without Mom is a world with no hope, no joy, no cheerfulness, no coziness, no happiness, no consolation.....no life. She is the bread to our butter and the breath to our life :)
For better or for worse she has become the voice in my head....the voice of reason that I can't seem to drown out...she is my supporter my cheerleader, my example, my strength and I count my MANY MANY blessings to be able to call her Mother. Happy Birthday Mom. We all love you so much!

Monday, September 28, 2009

Guilty!

So......Do you guys have guilty pleasures that you're embarassed about?  I asked a friend what their Guiltiest Pleasure was and they said..."candy"....uh.....errrrr!  Back it up...that is NOT a guilty pleasure b/c the majority of us (I realize that there are a select few who do NOT enjoy candy) enjoy it...therefore it does NOT qualify as a "Guilty Pleasure."  Let me break it down for everyone.  A Guilty Pleasure is something that you see/feel/taste/smell/hear....which you enjoy....yet have a sense of guilt whether real or imagined.  I have SOOOOO many Guilty Pleasures...you would think that I would want to lock myself up and hide.  However, today I'm feeling brave...I also think it would be very therapeutic to write them down and send it out into the never ending abyss we know as the internet (completely safe right?  hmph...just don't care today).
1. Reality TV:  It's sooooo trashy but sometimes I just cannot pull myself away from it. "Keeping up with the Kardashians," "Addicted to Beauty," "Paris Hilton's BFF" (why! why me?!)  "Real World/Road Rules Challeneges," "Bridezillas" which btw HOW do those girls acutally find someone that will commit themselves to marry them?  I guess miracles still happen.
2.  Watching movies with the "Closed-Captioning" on:  it's true, I'm a closet closed-captioner.  I can't help it, but I thoroughly enjoy it.
3.  Faking sick to get out of doing chores:  I am NOT the only one in the family that does this and that's where I find justification.  All we have to do is fake/pretend we REALLY don't feel good, and voila, sympathy sets in and softens the hearts of those around us and just like that....no chores.  Freakishly amazing....yet guilty.
4. "Sleeping like a sailor" as my dad would say: I enjoy sleeping...I do...so sue me.  I find it hard to have a real good sleep sesh b/c my guilt immediately sets in around 10am...and as I'm talking myself into throwing my cares to the wind and sleeping til I can't sleep anymore, the wiser more concious part of me wins and I am up for the day...all the while regretting my decision to wake up...and....ultimately do nothing....it's a tough battle to fight.
5.  Iced Venti Chai-tea from Starbucks (only Starbucks): so these drinks are pretty much happiness in a cup.  I haven't decided nor do I want to decided if it is in violation of  "Section 89" (D&C)...I am in torment b/c they are niether hot nor strong drinks BUT it does have the word "tea" in it...but THIS tea comes from an herb found in India....blah blah blah....you can understand my frustration wanting to uphold the standards of the church while fighting off the natural man.  For now I am at peace...the chai continues.  Throw in a vanilla scone and I am positively sinful....
6.  Borrowing wifi: not residential wifi but business wifi....why have wifi if you don't want people to use it?  Why do I feel guilty going into a buisness and using their wifi?  Because they have commercials about people "borrowing" wifi and it makes me feel like I'm doing something wrong....which leads to another internal argument....which I blatently ignore.  Still....the sense of guilt....yet....pleasurable.
7.  Oh!  This one I LOVE LOVE LOVE.....Causing trouble ON PURPOSE!  This is kind of a long story but it explains exactly what I mean.  One time (at band camp...but not really) when I was about 10 yrs old I was outside...I saw Mikey & his best friend Devin playing & for some reason or another I started yelling at them....all of sudden...Mikey threw a LOG at my head!  It didn't really hurt or phase me, but in my mind I was so mad at him for throwing a log at me...so...being the drama queen that I, THEN, was...clamped my hand on my head and went screaming bloody murder to my mom.  When I got into the house I remember exactly what happened....I gave a BRILLIANT performance about what happened and as I pulled my hand away from my head I felt it....wet, thick, nastiness....blood.  I remember drifting in and out of conciousness, seeing bloody wash rag after bloody wash rag being pulled away from my head to try and clot the bleeding.  My plan back-fired...not only did Mikey NOT get in trouble (b/c all the attention was on me and saving my mischievious life), but I was taken to the hospital for tests and examinations....so annoying!  As an adult looking back...that's what I get....I was trying to cause trouble and it backfired.  Serves me right...right?  WRONG....I continued in my pursuit to instigate trouble for my own amusement.  Hehehehehehe...guilty pleasure number 7...check!
8.  Justification:  I don't know why I get such a kick out of this...but I can pretty much justify myself out of anything.....please bless I don't turn into a murderer or something horrendous like that.  I'm talking about the petty stuff....not washing my car, not taking the garbage out, impulse buying, a quick trip to Hawaii...you know, the stuff that doesn't really matter.
Ok so now that I've totally ratted myself out....what about you guys?  What are YOUR guilty pleasures???

Friday, September 25, 2009

Desperado Vent Sesh!

Ok so I saw this lady at work who was wearing these silk-meets-velvet type material pair of OVERALLS (Bible!)  Guys if your mom or gma was wearing something like that you would tell her right?  I feel bad that her family didn't tell her that overalls went out of style with "Kriss Kross" (jump jump). 
So I've lived in Utah now for a while and I always hear the term "Utah Driver" but I never knew what it meant....I've been way confused about that...until.....recently.  Have you noticed that Utah Drivers have that "me first" mentality?  SO ANNOYING!  When someone is trying to merge (politely) into the next lane so she doesn't miss her exit...you do NOT speed up so you won't be stuck behind her....I experience this on a daily basis.  It's irritating.
Ok so you know that quote "cleanliness is next to Godliness?"  I totally get that quote and love it....but I don't know what is up with me lately....I'm in a funk that I can't shake....I cannot bring myself to clean my living space!  Normally, I enjoy cleaning, but my room has been nothing less of an un-natural disaster....suggestions?
Ooh....have you guys ever been walking down the hall at work and there is another co-worker walking towards you and they act like they don't know or see you?  I think it's so funny!  So I go out of my way to make them notice me...not really "out of my way" but I make an effort to interact with them....*high pitched voice* awkward...hahaha for them not me.  Hello CO-WORKERS!  We spend 40-60 hours of the week together...can we like each other please? hahahahaha! 
So...as part of the "funk" I'm going through...I have NO blank cds....AND I ran out of eyeliner and I just can't bring myself to go to target and get more (cds & eyeliner).....guys seriously...without eyeliner I look animalistic/gross/zombie-ish...bible....it's not cute. I also ran out of my FAVORITE gum (I'm picky when it comes to stuff like that)...Trident Peppermint Splash (guys it's amazing and lasts forever...and the texture is so awesome...try it)...you can ONLY buy it at Target...I haven't seen it in any other store (annoying)....but...it's been like a month since I've been there...so I haven't had my fav gum around....boo-hoo I know.....so I thought I would shoot a quick email over to Trident to express my adoration/devotion of their product...with the hopes of getting *free* swag and gum (sometimes you can totally score just by writing a letter of appreciation to a BIG company...not the smalls ones)...ERRRR!  FALSE!  They did not have an option to write in to them.  What company doesn't have that option on their website?  TRIDENT!  Poor poor pittiful me right?  I am in dire need of a pedi...someone pointed out that we can give ourselves pedicures and not have to pay $20-$30 for them...umm....mine NEVER turn out like the way Phoung-Li (Tracey-American Name) does it down at Beautiful Nail.  *deep breath* oh I feel so much better!  OOH!  On a lighter note...I have been discovering SOOO much good music!  Ugh I LOVE music!!!  Lucky lucky me!  You guys...Solange Knowles is actually really good...I love her album it's so fun and upbeat!  Kiwini Vaitai....instant mood improver!  Thanks for letting me vent....SUCH a difference!!  Muuuwwah!

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

JAMIE! JAMIE! JAMIE!


YOU GUYS!  Guess what TOTALLY AWESOME sister of mine is turning 21 today?!!!!!  Ok ok ok...I only have one sister but still....she is the most "STELLAR" chick in the world....I may be a little biased but I seriously love her TO DEATH & think she's the funniest person alive!  I decided to dedicated an entire post to Jamie Su'a!!!  Since she's turning 21 I'm gonna name 21 things that I love about her!  For some of you who don't know Jamie you are seriously missing out!  If you ever get a chance to get to know her...DO NOT HESITATE!  Let the countdown begin.....
21. Gees, where do I begin?  I'll start at the beginning...literally...she's my YOUNGER sister and only a personality like Jamie could follow my tough act! 
20.  She's the smartest person I know...in all aspects.  She's brain smart, if she was on Jeopardy she would win.  I hate/love watching Jeopardy with her b/c she gets all the answers (even the ones my Mom & Auntie Shanna can't get) before I even have time to mull it over in my mind.  She is media smart....she knows what is going on in Hollywood as well as....uh.....not Hollywood....I seriously don't know how she has so much brain space.
19.  She will do ANYTHING for anyone to help them.  Seriously you guys...when I look for excuses she's right there helping and doing whatever she needs to do to help people...even if she's tired....or annoyed.
18.  She's the sweetest girl!  I could never ask for a sweeter, kind-er sister.  She's so tender-hearted.  Ugh...I don't know if I can get through this post w/o crying.....10 min break
17.  Ok...back in action....we are DIE-HARD *Nsync fans....for those of you who are hating on us right now...back it up....slow your roll...you don't wanna mess with this!  James and I have gotten into several concerts of theirs for FREE99....well...one of them was a Backstreet Boys Concert, whom I consider a poor man's *Nsync...but the nevertheless...*Nsync brought us closer together, and when everyone was hatin' on me she stood by me and was right there to show all the "haters" up by singing and dancing every word to "bye bye bye, it's tearing up my heart, giddy up, i want you back"...etc, etc.   We would stay up til ALL hours of the night and wait for their Disney Concert to come on tv just so we could watch them....we would have to argue with our mom to stay up later so we could watch it....2 against 1 always has the advantage...right on Jame!  Stick together!
16.  We are the freakin BEST tag team ever!!!  We work it and twerk it (& I don't mean that in a clubbin' dance move way..I mean we can turn it on and turn it off  from Oakland to Sactown...the Bay Area and back down!) When we join forces.....our power is limitless!  Side Note: Don't ever let us play on the same team in a game....you will have NO CHANCE of winning....I'm serious...none.
15.  Domestically we are a good team....I can make our house shine like the top of the Chrysler building....and she can mow the lawn like she owns her own Landscaping business....the girl's got talent folks...do NOT underestimate her mowing abilities!
14.  When nobody would listen to me about how great the soap opera "Passions" was...SHE stuck with me and got hooked on it too.  We would leave school (Copper Hills High....go grizz) to come home and watch it....we converted a few....not many...but a few.
13.  She LOVES her family.  This girl goes completely out of her way for her fam bam....immediate AND extended!
12.  Girl can COOK!  Who needs a personal chef if Jamie is around?  Seriously you guys....I don't know how she does it but she's by far one of the best cooks I know...besides you mom and dad (you're a cook mom...so are you dad!)
11. She has a certain pizazz on the piano that nobody else can duplicate.  She's one of a kind.
10. It's like she can almost read my mind.....so crazy!
9.  She can quote movie lines in her everday conversation....and make it sound good.  This is not a talent to be taken lightly folks.....
8.  She has pretty much the cutest hand writing I've ever seen.....along with a variety of different fonts and sizes.
7.  She is a hard worker. 
6.  Only Jamie can invent "contradictory dancing" excute it to a "T" and make my sides hurt from watching it!
5.  Jamie is the ONLY person I know whose car has a "FUNK" system....one of a kind people....one of a kind!
4.  Her facebook status updates are the most clever updates in the world....sorry guys....she wins hands down.
3.  She has an amazing eye for classic-trashy-can't-pull-yourself-away television.
2. She can invent/create/put together...crafts/martha stewart-ish meets rachel ray-ish/home economic-ness things...for instance...quilts, purses, necklaces, clothes, accessories,scrapbooks,baby books, and everything else "do-it-yourself" under the sun...(she would be the one to do it) is not only incredible to watch, but fantatic to reap the fruits of her labor...we totally get hooked up!
1. Drum-roll please.......if there were a contest for the wittiest, most cleverest (grammatical error intended), most ingenious girl, she would win.  It's as plain and simple as that.  I know a lot of you might be in the running for that...but when it comes right down to it (& it's not just cause she's my sister) Jamesie would command & conquer all.  Jamie's humor is not only intelligently skillful, but it's quick, hilarious, and enjoyable. 
Getting down to brass tax....she's an absolute necessity to our family & I would NEVER want to live without her.  Happy Birthdizzle Jamie....we all love you so so much!  In the words of  Cookie Googleman...."You don't forget the best!" - Best in Show

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Brrr! It's cold in here!

"You can't cross the sea merely by standing and staring at the water" Rabindranath Tagore. I am a "doer" I think I always have been. If I want to do something I will simply do it...not talk about it....I say this not to boast or find favor within myself but to illustrate how much FUN it can be! A few years ago I was driving up Provo Canyon and saw a sign "Float Trips"...I investigated...having rather a curious nature I tried it out....so much fun! This year I suggested to a group of friends that we should float down the Provo river! We got a good group together and had it out with the River....countless bruises and scratches later we have another Adventure to go into the books. It was such a hit we did it several times this summer...each time we went new people came...not only a fun acitivity but a great way to make new friends! The water is a deathly 40 degrees Farenheit for some people proved much too cold...some stood on the banks of the river and poked fun at those trying to catch their breath once they hit the water....those people were soon brought to humilty when it came time for them to enter the water. The object of the game is to stay in the middle of the river, or else.....if you don't you'll take it up with the rocks, branches, logs, fish, and shrubbery of the river banks (thus the bruises and scratches). Here's the secret...don't fight it...if you run into the bank of the river or a rock or a log etc...just let it happen...it will correct itself...I tried to tell everyone that over and over...but no one listened...I have gone down this river a plethora of times and I've walked away scotch free...hmmmm coincidence? NOPE...sheer genius and intellect! Adventure 2-Cha-ching...success!
I love this pic (above) you can see Whitney, Mary, & Lisa fighting with the trees!  lol!

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Pretty Pretty Princess?

Pretty pretty Princess right? That's what you all think when you see or think of me right? NO MORE! I have traded in my tiara and pink-ness for a more rough and tough lifestyle. That's right Bear Grylls (of Man vs Wild) you have some competition...and her name is Jenilyn Su'a. As the summer started off I didn't have a job and I wasn't a student. Some of you may look at my situation and think "Wow, what a loser." HOWEVER! I have had the BEST summer of my life...well..almost the best summer of my life......no...this HAS been the BEST summer. One Day I was ansy...I needed to get out. I planned a hike:Stewart Falls.
Hiking Checklist:
*good shoes-check
*water-check (but i didn't bring enough...I was SOOOO thirsty..definite dehydration)
*granola bars-check(you never know when you're gonna need a mid-path snack)
*people who are in the same shape as you so if you need to stop and take a rest you're not the only one (smart right? bet you didn't think of it)-check
*IPOD (an absolute necessity)-check
*the football players/volleyball players/soccer players/rugby players/track guys/baseball players/ANY freaking sport in the world-check (remind me to leave them home next time)
For those of you who have NEVER hiked the Stewart Falls Hike let me break it down for you....it starts off uphill for the first million years of your life....once you get past the first part....it's pretty much smooth sailing (pretty much)...however, the views are breath-taking, the air is clean and the exercise is exhillarating. Once we got up to the falls one of the boys made the comment (brace yourselves girls) "Next time we're running the whole way" *weirdest look on my face i'm sure* Uh...yeah what a great idea (those were the words coming out of my mouth but not the words in my mind). Overall, the hike was great and I would def do it again....Adventure 1=Success!




If you look really close you can see us (me & Pauli) sitting on the mtn. having a conversation. This gives you an idea of how awesome the falls really are!

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Didn't Know....

Last Sunday or should I say Monday (b/c it was midnight on Sunday which is technically Monday) I finally rounded up a crew to play night games (some people think night games are for little kids...I do not). It was dark...no light, crisp cool air, and great hiding spots which make for a perfect set up. After a while of hiding it was my turn to seek (piece of cake right?)...I'm very good at outwitting the opponent...I mean my acting skills to fake them out are seriously crazy!!! I was done counting...and I was in pursuit of Pauli (fast cat like reflexes but no match to mine) barefoot...it's easier to run that way...and you get a lot more speed. I was chasing him and just as I reached out to claim my victory *POP* I heard it pop as if someone were holding it up to my ear...I couldn't be bothered with it so I continued to gain my victory, but then.......the pain set in...I was unable to use my foot...ouch ouch ouch ouch....breathe breathe was all that came to mind. Everyone around me could see something was wrong (I don't give up that easy I'm soooooo competitive...a weakness and a strength which is a whole other blog topic)....what's wrong Jen what's wrong are you ok? Yeah I'm good I'm so good don't even worry...I couldn't show I was in pain that would indicate weakness! I continued to play as if nothing happened (deep down dying inside...it hurt so much) not thinking that if I continued to play on an injured foot it could make it worse. We eneded shortly after...I was happy to go home and nuture my foot....the next morning I woke up and to my surprise my foot was worthless....I crippled myself. I spent the day "relaxing"....on the couch watching tv (BORRRRRING!) When my dad came home for lunch I was so excited b/c I was so thirsty! I couldn't even get up to get water! I didn't know how much I depended on BOTH of my feet. Dr. Manti Su'a diagnosed the injury as a "snapped longitudinal arch" which will eventually get better with time. It's been over a week...it still hurts....sniffle...tear. Looking on the bright side...I'm so grateful to have feet that work. I'll remember that this Thanksgiving when we name what we're grateful for at the dinner table.

Friday, August 7, 2009

How does she do it?

Sometimes I wish I was witty, funny, and a better writer. I feel like I have nothing to write about, but there is SO much going on in my life. Why is that? I would rather write about good things than complain about what's going on with me you know? However, I'm gonna go out on a limb...I'm gonna completely put myself at there through this post b/c I really want to express how incredible my mom is. This year (starting in January) has not been the absolute best year of my life. I recognize that I have truly been blessed however, it's been a test for me. I have gone from daily breakdowns to weekly breakdowns which is def an accomplishment. All the while my mother has been there to pick up the pieces, put them back together and somehow put a smile on my face....how does she do that? I have no idea what I did/doing/will do to deserve her, but I fully accept and love that I was blessed to have her as my mother. I know that those of you who are reading this are thinking to yourselves how much you appreciate, love, and are grateful for your mothers too. More power to us! I don't think our mothers get enough recognition, and that in itself is sad to me. They are one of the most influential people in our lives, yet sometimes I feel I take her for granted and I apologize. Mom, I love you and I'm so eternally grateful for your strength, your support, your keen intellect, and your wonderful heart. When I grow up, I want to be exactly, to the "T" like you.

Thursday, July 16, 2009

Kiwi Continuation

There are hardly words to describe the way we feel when we do something for the first time. Words such as "awesome, breathtaking, unreal, beautiful, fantastic, and amazing" are just too understated for me to use. So how do I describe my experiences?

In New Zealand there are heart-stopping views pretty much wherever you look. This is atop a mountain...hill rather at sunset. Have you ever noticed how sunsets are the perfect backdrop for any occasion?

Once upon a time there was a hill with a single tree that stood upon it we knew it as "One Tree Hill" a famous band called U2 named one of their albums after it. A few years ago some idiot chopped down the ONE tree that stood on "One Tree Hill" thus making it...no tree hill...the ONE trademark that separated this hill and gave it individuality no longer existed. Now there's a monument in tribute to the country's heritage and ancestry. This is ONE of the views from that hill.

One sunset evening...mind you I wanted to go during the day so we could see the view, but as it is "Samoan time" is set for whenever...meaning...no structure or guilt (if you miss an appointment) no sense of time exists...we decided to go on a hike up Mangere Mtn. with the sun setting (in all it's stunning glory) we walked up the mtn at our leisure (not really...we had a drill srgt. telling me to pick up the pace before the sun went down) enjoying the brisk evening air and the thrilling foliage of Mangere's finest mtn. this is a parital view from half way up.

When I left for NZ I had no intentions of being in another wedding line (3 times a bridesmaid never a bride sort of thing). As it was I was honored to be part of the Krone-Siaki Wedding line...my cousin Shirley and I had a great time...IN THE RAIN...and the humidity!

Each of the bridesmaids wore a different color dress (all the same in make...different in color) Liz (pink), Myself (green), & Toe (blue) were very happy to take our seat in the stretch hummer limo....we roll deep! Hahahaha!

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Only Child Syndrome

I am the oldest of four kids. My whole life I've always wanted to be an only child. Maybe b/c I USED TO (past tense)love attention. Well ladies and gentlemen, I finally got my wish. As some of you may know both my brothers live in Provo...away from the nest (which is currently in West Jordan)which is about 45 minutes away, my younger and prettier sister flew across the pond to visit the ever-famous, ever-attractive country/continent we know as Europe. Which leaves me in a too-big-for-three-people house with my parents. As I reflected on my term as an only child I realized..."it is NOT all it's cracked up to be." Think about it. Question: When your parents need something done...who do they ask? Answer: the only child. Jenilyn please do the dishes, Jenilyn please fold the clothes, Jenilyn please cook dinner, Jenilyn please vaccum the house, Jenilyn please get me some water, Jenilyn please weed the ENTIRE back yard before the sun comes out, Jenilyn please do the grocery shopping (a task that I actually enjoy...but don't tell...it will ruin the effect)...I am so sick of the name "Jenilyn" I'm thinking of changing it! Well...not really but it adds drama to the story so I'll keep it. When I was in 4th grade (I still remember this vividly) we read a book called "The Wishgiver" the moral of the story (I won't bore you with the particulars) was to be careful what you wish for, and that ladies and gentlemen, that in a nutshell is the moral of this blog...be careful what you wish for....for you may in fact get it. Jamie, please come home!

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Change in URL

I don't know if this will affect anything but I changed my url addy...my new url is allthingsjenilyn.blogspot.com just wanted to give a heads up!

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Welcome to the World!

So I'm gonna be totally honest...I don't want to offend anyone but seriously...I have to be true to myself. Sometimes when babies are born they're just NOT cute...not so in the case of Lauaki Tua Su'a, my new nephew. You guys, he is so adorable, and you know, maybe that's just the inner-Auntie in me, but I seriously love him with all my heart. I was a little nervous to actually meet him. What if I didn't love him, what if he wasn't that cute? What if he didn't like me? Well say goodbye to apprehension because as soon as I saw him I felt like crying, my heart melted and the miracle of love invaded every ounce of my body. All my fears and worries were washed away into the sea of trepidation. He is another completion to our Su'a family and I'm stricken with adoration for him! As if our lives couldn't be more blessed right?

Rugby All-Americans-Team Su'aside!

Oh my gosh you guys. Manti & Mikey BOTH made the All-American Rugby team....for those of you who do not share my enthusiasm for Rugby or my knowledge....let me break it down. Out of 20,000 players across the U.S. there were 44 boys selected for the team. According to AmericanRugbyNews.com "the Collegiate All-American selectors and coaches spent nearly NINE months on player identification, fitness testing-standards implementation, and monitoring to narrow that down to just 44 All-Americans and 30 honorable mentions." How could I NOT blog about this? I mean, watching Rugby is one thing...watching BOTH your brothers play, and excel at Rugby is another! I am so proud of them and I just want to congratulate them. I might have gone a little overboard on how many pix I posted but I just couldn't help myself. I love BYU...and I love my brothers. How exciting right?








Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Auckland, NZ

It's been a few months now since I've been home from the most wonderful vacation I've ever taken. New Zealand, Australia, and Samoa, alone are undescribable...combined they are more than I could ever ask for. Not to get too cheesy but I HAVE to thank my family...not only for paying for the trip but for all the support they have given me throughout my whole life. I owe you everything.
Onto the fun stuff....


Did you know that in NZ there are more sheep than people? We took a little time out of our night to pose with some sheep inspired items...silly girls.



This is Me & Ailia on a ferry on our way to Waiheke island....it was so windy! The day hot...as soon as we got on the ferry to go back to Auckland...it started raining...perfect timing!



I feel like I was born to be on a beach...no seriously...I am happiest when on the beach. This is a little place called "Tawharanui" it's a place only the "locals" know about. It took us about 2 hours to get there....but the drive was half the experience! Everywhere you looked there was lush green wonderfulness all around you...the view was incredible...the outlook was breathtaking.



When we left Auckland it was storming like crazy...once we got to Tawharanui.....clear blue sun filled skies!



I mustered up the courage to go cave diving...that's right...cave diving. It was a little scary...at one point I felt like "Penny" from Disney's "The Rescuers" when Madusa makes her go down into the cave to get the "diamond"...pretty intense.



On Sundays rather than stay in the house we would take a trip to Mission Bay and just chill on the beach....it was perfect weather...and it had a perfect view



Me, Ailia, & Jamie...I love this picture b/c the sun is totally blinding us but we HAVE to take the picture anyway ha ha ha!



While I was in NZ my friends took me to the "Museum of Auckland" where I found...my own personal Kiwi bird....which still exist today.



One day Ailia and I decided to go on a jungle hike...don't you love the jungle???


In NZ they have what they call a "Hens Night" we know it better as a "Bachelorette Party." They go all out at these hens nights...we all had to dress up...the theme was "Girls in Uniforms" I was in the Navy and the bride-to-be was a Pilot. So fun.


While I was on the ferry I snapped this shot of the Auckland Skyline....what a looker eh?