Your MOM'S jailbait! - Isha

So I am practically bouncing off the walls right now. And I have no idea why. I woke up early today too, but am I tired? NoooOOOooo, of course not. Maybe it's because my drugs are wearing off. And maybe that's why I'm so happy!! I'm like, positiviley bubbling right now! Like I could go skipping around singing. It's like how weird people act in the movies when they're in love, except I'm not! It's awesome!

Anyway, despite me not being able to sing or really do anything that well tonight because of my O.D. on drugs (you know how the Aleve bottle says do not exceed 6 tablets in 24 hours? Well, i didn't exceed 6 in 24, more like 4 in 7, so while I wasn't exactly DISOBEYING the instructions...well, you do the math) and us being off on the Elvis number, and the whole "brothers not starting to sing until eight measures after they were supposed to" thing, the show went well. It went better tonight at least. Even with dad botching the curtain call and Jeff being all "turn off the frickin lights!" and making faces at us again. Really, it's not fair that he can sit there, making faces cuz his back's to the audience and we can't even laugh.

So, I've decided all the real fun happens afterwards when we're really hyper and we've got water guns. Or rather, I or Sean has a water gun. Even though he took a chunk out of my finger today and Jeff and I broke the water gun the other night. I swear, I don't know what happened growing up, whether I was shot with stubborn genes or if I just didn't inherit the ability to be girly, but when other girls get shot with the water gun - such as Becca - they scream and run away from the guy. When I get squirted, I yell at the guy, threaten to either kill, hurt, or stop him from having children, and usually run after him and wrestling and fighting over the gun ensues. It's weird. Maybe that's why I'm considered a manly girl. For which I am fairly glad, as I would probably dislike myself severely if I were known as a girlie girl.

Okay, I'm finally going to post this now, as it's taken me over forty-five minutes to write this as I've been trying to chat with Dan at the same time. It's quite hard to multi-task without chocolate!!!

Toodles!

-Jillian

You mean this is a dream? Yeah! Bring on the dancing Tuba's!!

So tonight was opening night. What else can I say really? If you were there you might understand my extreme lack of wordage, which is something serious whenever it happens to me. I dunno, it's just...ugh. I can't even describe it properly. It's kind of a mix of disapointment, frustration, and embarrassment. The show didn't go horribly though. We got an ovie at least, which, in my personal opinion just goes to show how little culture we get in La Grande. There were so many times tonight when I just cringed inside. Just mentally grimaced in pain.

Now I realize I'm painting a grim picture of tonights performance, but it was by no means completely horrible. Close Every Door to Me went really well, despite of my teasing of Jeff's lack of low notes. And I'm sure some other things didn't go as badly as I percieved them either.

But on a happier note, we sorta continued the tradition of going to Denny's afterwards - except for the fact that we got called in to rehearse the slow-motion fight scene in Deadwood Dick a little over an hour into our escapade. But even that was fun. We got Beckah and Jeff to come watch it. And it kind of makes me sad that when school starts and the musical's over we're not going to hang out with him anymore. We'll see him in choir and stuff, but actually going out and doing stuff? Not gonna happen. Ah, the strange cliques of life!

Anyhoo, I'm tired and I might go to bed, even though none of my familia is home to talk about the show yet and I really want to.

But Maegan, I've seriously decided that whenever you feel like totally killing Evelyn, just go and give her a hug, or even worse, give her a compliment. I did this to Devin one time and at the end of the day of BOTH of us doing it we were getting along really well. Course now he won't TALK to us, but hey, what can you do?

Oh, and for all those wondering MY GRANDPARENTS GOT A MISSION CALL TO TALLAHASSEE FLORDIA! Which probably means I have to learn to spell Tallahasse now since I am apparently spelling impaired. Which for some reason made me remember: for all of you I didn't tell, I got a 28 on the ACT. I don't know if that's good or what, but I'm happy, considering I took it after coming back from the Drive-In and giving us only three or four hours of sleep!

But I'm seriously going to go now, cuz Jumper's being retarded and scratching at the glass like a mad-dog!

Telephone. It's my parentals. My mother wanted to remind me to put the dogs out so they wouldn't piddle in the house. Which I would do right now, except I was a responsible young adult and did it right when I got home like I was supposed to. She also wanted to let me know she's at Safeway (every time I say that I hear Dan's voice in my head saying "slave-way") buying me Dove ice cream in celebration of opening night.

HA! Maegan, Isha, Beckah! I totally just found a poker chip down my shirt from tonight! That's awesome!

And I'm really just killing time now as I have nothing to do before my parents come home, and though I'm slightly tired I've barely been up over 12 hours so I have no REAL desire to go to bed. I could always walk to the Wittakers or to Jeff's as he - as I learned like, a few months ago when Devin and I were pranking cars...not that that was us of course... - lives about two houses away from me. Course what would I do there? No idea. Probably throw rocks at a window that would turn out to be his parents. Or if i went to the Whittakers I could sneak in their french-doors and probably get attacked by Abish as I walked in. No, I think my options would be better to sit here at my house and wait for my parents as I listen to my dogs playing (hopefully, they're still trying to figure out this pecking-order thing so I pray no one gets hurt) in the background.

Toodles!

-Jillian

wow this was long.....

That bacon's fresh! I just saw them slaughter the cow it came from a few minutes ago!

Ha! I CAN upload pictures! Anyhoo, this picture is in honor of Cooper, the newest 16 year old in La Grande 2nd ward. In case you can't tell, that's him in the back eating ice cream with chocolate smeared all over his face. I wish I could crop this picture and zoom it in closer on him, but Dan's fat head would be in the way. Besides, it's kind of fun to see Dan in his natural element - Chuck-a-Rama.

So Dan's mom got her first real taste of us today. Or at least she saw the chaos that ensues while we're all together. It was so funny when she answered the door and was all "Can you guys eat cake without getting it all over?" And I'm beginning to think the answer is no. I now understand why babies have so much fung flinging food on people. Because once we got past the whole "ohmigosh, I'm getting cake in my hair and frosting smeared behind my ear and on my neck and on my face and on my forehead" - thanks Coop, I love how your rage was focused on ME!!! - "and everywhere else and I'm going to be so dirty and have to shower!" it was really fun.

I'm learning I take for granted that my parents trust me. It's sort of funny really, I'm beginning to appreciate how much they let me do and how they care about me and trust how they raised me enough to let me have freedoms and understandings that some other people's parents don't have. Unfortunately this gets me into trouble sometimes, as I expect all parents to be as cool and trusting as mine.

Anyway, Joseph was a shot in the head today. Maegan and Becca are possibly planning on killing Evelyn and I'm not sure I'm going to stop them. Evelyn's a nice girl and everything, and I get that she's misunderstood, but right now I'm lacking patience and fortitude, as well as energy. Which makes me think I should probably be getting to bed. If I go to be in the next half hour I MAY be able to wake up at nine and still have my voice like normal. And I need to wake up early so we can figure out the whole "Wednesday" thing for Cooper, since today was Dan's thing for Cooper - even though he ended up being late. If I tell you once, I'll tell you a thousand times. Dan, always listen to your mother. She probably knows best, and even if she doesn't you'll probably come off better doing it her way then the way you were planning it.

Toodles!

-Jillian

Happiness is, hot guys and ice cream! - Isha

so tonight was purdy dang fun. first the party/picnic thing, then the frolicking in the river, then tug-of-war and the games. Only one thing sucked about the whole night, and Isha and Maegan know what it is I'm talking about. It really sucks that this is happening and that it seems to usually happen to me. Ugh, it makes me sick. But there's not much we can do about it, so why complain? But Isha, you have to tell me what your parents say.

But then after that the whole "rehersal" thing and the going back to Hilgard, then the whole impromptu visiting with Raage thing and of course, topping it off with a chocolate dipped cone. *sigh*

Anyhoo, I am tired and want to go to sleep. And wash my face, as it is covered in river water. Which is slightly disgusting as you don't know exactly what's in that water.

Toodles!

-Jillian

I was fought over by a Metro-sexual and a cowboy...though I don't think that's something to brag about

Anyway, HELLO ALL!! This will be my first blog stateside. If you guys want to know much about Europe you can ask me or just call me or something, cuz I would post it on here but I've already talked Isha's and Maegan's ears off about it so I'll not bore them again. Though I will say this. If you have to go through airport security to get into heaven, I won't go, you can't make me! I got frisked and wanded EVERY STINKIN' TIME!!!

Guess what I'm watching now. Hunchback of Notre Dame. It's really cool. I enjoy it quite a lot. Anyhoo, I got my pictures back from the trip, and it makes me sad because i didn't get that many pictures of just people! I have like, three of Thomas, three of Brian, and four girl group pictures...oh, and two of Nick - the super gay guy.

My life has been pretty boring here otherwise. Just relaxing, trying to get my sleep schedule normal again - at least normal for me - rehersals, and the Observer interview. And picking up dog pooh. that was a highlight of my week, i'll tell you that much. OOH! we got a new puppy! She was originally named Lucy but we're calling her Jumper because it fits her more, and seriously, to be a Wheeler dog you MUST have a J name. Anyhoo, she's a beagle, and she's super cute, and I may end up being related to more than half of Union county because my sister is steady dating a Waite. And I ran those two thoughts that had absolutely nothing in common together. But the point still remains, I may end up being related to EVERYONE. Which makes me sad.

I think I'm going to go. I am in the strangest mood right now. Maybe i need chocolate. or starburst.

toodles

-Jillian

p.s. Steven, you broke your arm?! How'd THAT happen?

MY foot iTCHes!

again, the title is an inside joke i am sure i will explain when i get back. today was cool, except for the part where i fried my face so i slightly resemble a swiss tomato. but hey, when you are that high up - and trust me, the alps are freakishly high, especially when you ride to the top of one on a weird tunnel tubey thing that overlooks that matterhorn - and dont wear any sunscreen and stay up there singing sound of music and other really off-key songs for two hours while having a lunch of brie, camambert, apples, youghurt, and baugettes, you feel that a small burn is a tiny price to pay.

today was good, probably in part of the fact that our concert went really well last night (hopefully we will get to St. Marks, i would seriously die if we got to sing there!) and in part of the fact that i am in access of a computer, hence access to home. Not to mention i had a lot of fun talking with Steven today...i am assuming thats how you spell his name. And i hate to say it, but it was really fun to just be able to meander through a little Swiss village. OH i wish i could bring all you guys here with me! I would have so much fun! Course i would have even more fun if half the girls here werent pains in my butt. Honestly, how is it that people are so prissy and judgemental? (dude, i so found the question mark...but you have to push shift on the key next to the 0 key...weird...) If something or someone annoys you, ask nicely for it to stop, and if it doesnt try and fix your attitude, dont be royal pains in the buttocks about it. Jeesh...silly girls...

anyhoo, tomorrow we leave for Austria and stop on our way through in Liechtenstein (heh, for any of you who have seen Knights Tale, i sing that stupid song every time i hear the name) and hopefully i will snap some sweet pictures of the "Disneyland Castle" too. Tonight we are having a Fondu party with real Swiss cheese and its being put on by the village - yes, i really am in a Swiss village...weird... - in appreciation for us being here.

Oh, rememberance! Today, on our way back from Zermatt, where the Matterhorn is, or rather before we left Zermatt, we stood in the middle of the square and sang. It was totally cool! This may sound slightly racist (sorry Dan) but the Japanese tourists just love it! And seriously, they are everywhere! Course i am assuing they are japanese...they could be chinese.

And Dan, I drank caffiene. IT SO WASNT ON PURPOSE THOUGH!!!!! i was super thirsty and my friend Bethanie had a cup of soda and i just took this huge swig of it and mentally I am all "ah crap, this is coke" but i finished drinking it anyway. BUT, to redeem myself i turned down a sip of Justins coke when he offered/i stole it from him. And I havent had caffiene besides that one time.

And speaking of WoW things, apparently the fondu we are eating tonight has a lot of wine in it. And granted, fondu zou get in the states has wine in it, but one of the Chaperones said that they is A LOT of wine in it. I am fairly certain the wine cooks out but half of me is a little nervous. But I dont want to offend the villagers here and its the only thing we have to eat for dinner, so i will probably try it first to see if its alcoholic or not. And besides, in a way to rationalize, my dad had alcohol on his mission because he didnt want to offend anyone...or at least i think it was him. maybe it was someone else. EITHER WAY i will try some and if it burns too much i will stop eating it and just nibble the bread.

I should actuallz go, cuz i have to be down in the sports center in fifteen minutes and i still have to e mail my daddy.

-Jillian

p.s. sorry its so long, i am in a rambling mood. OH!!! and i got my picture taken in front of the Matterhorn with this huge, cute, slobbering St. Bernard that had a little barrel around its neck! it was so sweet! oh, and i petted shaggy mountian sheep.

You know, I would be a lesbian if I weren`t so darn attracted to guys!

this has to be quick since i am supposed to be down at the athletic center in twenty minutes for our concert here in Champery, which - by the way - is the most gorgeous place I have ever been. Today I got to frolick in a meadow with Alpine cows that ACTUALLY had bells around their necks. well, one of them did and I called her Flossy Jr. after me as Flossy has become my unofficial nickname here. Dont worry I will explain later. Anyway, i miss you guys insanely. Every time I hear something about Star Trek I think of Daniel and I miss him. Every time I see a bunch of kids on the street playing soccer I think about Steven and I even miss him ;), every time we are running around singing off key I think of Isha and I really miss her, as I havent seen her for over two weeks. And of course, every time i see a hot guy and i let slip "if I lick him he is mine" i miss Maegan. Every time i see one of my guy friends who i punch in the stomach I think of Raage and miss him - especially since I never got to say good-bye. Every time i see my wonderful duct tape wallet i think of cooper and miss him, and of course, every time i see a meadow i think of me and beckah on our way to youth conference.

It is not just the "oh, i miss them" and go back to what you are doing missing either. Its the deep down stomach hurting wish you were home even though you are supposed to be having the time of your life, missing. So if when i come home I scream, run at you and give you a huge hug, dont freak, as ten to one I will do that to every single one of you. Its just me being weird.

Anyway, I should go. We have the concert tonight and tomorrow we head for the Matterhorn and Zermatt which is supposedly even more gorgeous than where we are now. The only think that would make this better is if zou gzs were here.

love (and miss) you all.

-Jillian

Tube bombings

hey guys, just writing to let you know we are still alive. They blew up the tubes at the exact time we were leaving London. It was freaky, but we are good.

-Jillian