Is it possible to move out right now??? thoughts?

I'm so sick of a particular sibling that lives in this house and her husband. I can't do a single thing with my own mother for my own wedding without one of them jumping down my throat for every little thing. Take today for example. Sibling a, we will call her KB, yelled at me because i used her shoes to go over to Marie's house to pick up Marie's camera for tonight's D-Backs game. I get yelled at by her, fine whatever. Then this morning i find her shoes and yell down the hallway to her i found your shoes, their in the cubby where i left them. Then her husband just HAS to jump in. "We'll if you stop wearing her d*** shoes maybe she will stop using your stuff." i blow him off and go change for school and while I'm changing, he runs into the other room, takes ALL of Kb's shoes and locks them in her room, because i can so totally wear flip flops to a medical school. (IDOIT!) then i get home and their complaining because Taylor's toenail polish is coming off and i need to pick a new color, so i yell into the other room you want it done this color, fine do it yourself im busy. then he jumps down my throat AGAIN over the stupid shoes and how i keep jumping down both of their throats and im causing h*** to break loose at the house. mom agrees with me that he is acting like a child. then he slams the doors after mom tells him to chill out and he of course talks back like he does.and its just.. AHHH!!!!! I want to move out NOW. Forget waiting until after the wedding, i want out now and get the heck away from them. I'm already stressed about my own wedding, school, being carless, finding a house, and so much more. My emotions have no control at all when im here and poor bret has to suffer with me randomly crying because i dont know what else to do. i need out... any suggestions??

Wedding Bells!!!!!!!

It's official, I'M ENGAGED!!!!! :)



Ok, now time for the details since i know some of you are dying to hear them! ;)

After church, bret went home to change and then we came to mom's for some BBQ ribs... YUM!!! he brought his computer so he could work on his lesson, or at least thats what he told me...

anyways, well i decided i was gonna nap while he worked, so i passed out.. 3 hours later i wake up, i dont see him and so i texted him and he was all im in on the other couch working still... i said ok, went to investigate, and then got shooed away... and yes, i memorized what he said.. "Go back to sleep, you're gonna need it tomorrow. I'll come in there when I'm done, I'm almost done." haha.. right...

then like 20 minutes later, he CALLS me on the phone to go into the other room... THE OTHER ROOM!!!! lol

He wanted me to look over the powerpoint presentation aka slide show to make sure people could keep their interest, and since i'm the perfect test subject, it worked. I get to distracted easily lol.

Well he starts the slide show and the first thing i hear/see is "Then" by Brad Paisley, which we have declared out song.. us and most likely 500 other couples but hey, it works lol. Then the text "it all started with a phone call.." came up and then Sterling's picture and a picture of Sterling's phone lol then i got where it was going, and i think you all do to :) It went through our first date, six flags, utah trips, etc. totally cute! then right before it ended he was all "is that the time?!?" and i was like, ya... its 5:50ish why? "we were suppose to be at chris's to sign papers for the house at 5:30!" so i buy into him and we head out the door pretty fast. well, we get closer to the car, and he hands me a bag of M&M's that are all pink and white... i read the first one i could which said, "Kitty, marry me?" i turned around and kissed him and then he was all look, and i was like i read it! YES! and he was all no, look! and pointed to the seat(car door was opened for me) and i look down and on my seat is my ring!!!! then he verbally asked me with ring in my hand :) and of course i said yes!!!



So everyone, that's the big whole story! then we really did go over to Chris's house to sign papers, and right before i left i sent a email to as many people i could, then i got on facebook and then here, and ya... lol
The "BIG DAY!" is September 19th ish(depend on the Temple of course). The reason for it being so fast is because of my schooling/internship will be 10mos full time no breaks basically, and he didnt want to wait till march/april/may time to ask :)

So that's my BIG news!!!!! Love you all the same!
-the future Mrs. Bret Woodard :)

The Gift of Talents..

I decided that I would share my bordem, my beauty, and my talents with you all by posting these two videos. The first is titled 'Grandma's Garden'. It's a dedication to all Grandmothers, on Earth or in Heaven, and even yet to come. The second is the Mother's Day video I made mom, titled 'The Kids'; She cried, like normal. It was my first video, and I think I did very well on it, so I'm sharing it with you all.


(video is not really that long, i just couldn't make it stop... it ends at 4:53.. not 7whatever....)

Desert Banner Hospital

So, friday i went and got a barium swallow... never want one EVER again... i was fine that day, and even went to school... Saturday i went to my friend Tyra's wedding in St. Johns, which is seriously smaller than a walmart... no joke. well on the way home, my stomach/lower abdomen started to really hurt, i passed out because i hurt and i was really tired. we got home/back to brets round 3 or 4ish. church was at 9... bret stayed up most of the night working on his talk due that next morning. woke up, got ready for church/choir and ya.. it didnt hurt anymore, well... it did, but not much. choir was ok, but i hurt.. then i sat in the back during sacrament and thats when it started to hurt, a heck of a lot more... so after sacrament i went up to bret, trying not to cry mind you, and told him i needed to be taken home, now. so he took me and like 2 secs after he left, mom had me call him and tell him to come back and take me to either the ER or to urgent care. bret choose the ER after talking to Megs, a good friend of ours, she is a RN in PHX. Well we went to the WORST possible place ever, Desert Banner Hospital... went in at oh, 11am and got out round 10pmish... bret was with me basically the whole time, he left for a bit to sleep, which he didnt do really. the released me with a bacterial infection in a rather odd woman place(they were looking for a sisth on my ovaries... nuff said) and no explanation of the pain, at all, but i got vicoden for it...

then yesterday morning i woke up with massive pain, and they said if pain was worse go back, so when i got out of class i went back to desert banner, because i didnt learn the first time.. well i wat there with mom at 2pm, dad came round 4pm bret came round 6pm and vanessa came and stayed with me round 10pm. well, i wasnt allowed to eat or drink anything because the doctors ordered a NPO, which i actually understood, it translate into Nothing By Mouth... remember massive pain here.. so i got nothing for the pain, nothing to eat or drink, and i was dehydrated pretty bad... so round 730 maybe a bit later, this was after scott called and told me to yell at them, i finally got the courage, and poof, i got a liter bag of saline. :) still no pain meds though. so i was told that they were just waiting for a room to open up and to get me back, which finally happened round 1am. then the nurse gave my meds for vertigo, an inner ear imbalance which doesnt explain the pain i had AT ALL, but they treat dizziness. i was just fine, but in pain, and they made me dizzy and i wanted to puke, so they gave me stuff for that. then they sent me home! OK, i know their trying to do their job to the best of their ability, but to be honest, they forget who they are treating and just care about the number of PT's they can get in and out and where the decimal point on their check is. ER's are about helping people in an emergency situation. when a pt comes in, physician/pt relationship begins, and they have you sign papers saying you wont sue, but you can actually sure them, its all for something called malpractice and negligence.. man, going to school to be an MA REALLY helps you know what rights a patient has and what ones are violated in an ER. Ok, im done complaining, i feel really tired and i need sleep... so ya. i will keep you all informed to the best of my ability,