Sunday, December 27, 2009

We Love You Wes.....

It's a year today bro.... We absolutely love and miss you.

St. George College 19th Married Student Ward

TJ and I have finally found a ward that we are both very comfortable with today. It was a different experience for me because I have gone to a Samoan Ward all my life. Palagi people have a strange way of making Samoans like myself feel welcome. We tried two separate wards today. The first one was a family ward. TJ leaned over to me during the third speaker and said, "Lets leave after sacrament meeting." I was happy because I was falling asleep. Then we went to the second ward on our list and stayed for the entire service. It's a couples ward which I never knew even existed. Basically it is like a young marriage ward. Everyone either just got married or has only been married for a couple of years. We sat down for Sacrament Meeting and just knew that's where we were going to go. The bishopric is awesome and the ward clerk approached us as soon as sacrament meeting was over with the records request paperwork. As I was filling the paperwork out all I could think was, "OMG..... My dad is gonna go crazy when sees that we requested our records." My dad's the first counselor in my old ward and because our records are still in that ward, he held out hope that we'd give up and just come back home. Anyhow, I'm happy we've finally got a home ward.

On another note, we did visit the Samoan branch here and did not like it at all. It made me miss my Samoan ward back home. At least there, people made it a point to find out who your mother's father's grandmother was. And even if you weren't related to anyone, they would still make you feel welcomed. After introducing myself as Dora Salanoa from California, this woman comes up to me after class and this is how our conversation went. Mind you, all of this is in Samoan.

Woman: "Hey, I'm a Salanoa. What village is your Salanoa family from?"
Dora: "Oh no, I'm not the Salanoa. I'm a Malaeulu but my husband is Salanoa"
Woman: "Yeah..... You say your name Sister Salanoa. What village is your family from?"
Dora: "I'm not sure, my husband should know. He's the Salanoa. I'm a Malaeulu"
Woman: (Looking a bit irritated and starts speaking English) "Se Eh (OMG in Samoan)..... I know it. I want know where your village your family cause I am Salanoa."
Dora: I'm a Malaeulu. I don't know what village the Salanoa family is from.
Woman: (eyeballs popping out, she starts rubbing my back and says in Samoan slowly) "What village are you from?"
Dora: (Looks towards Laura a bit scared and irritated) "Uh......." (Then turns and walks out the chapel)

After the second Sunday, I looked at my uncle Sapati and said, "I'm never coming here again." I told him about the scary old lady and he just laughed and said, "Iz okay..... dem just not understand it cause you not speak it right way." I don't know how many ways I needed to say that I am not a Salanoa, I'm just married to one. I swear, you can never go anywhere in America without finding people you are somehow related to. My family is out here but I seriously thought we'd be the only Salanoa's out here. That scary old lady was just one part of the Salanoa family out here. TJ has no idea what village he is from and there was no way for them to make an official connection with him, but that didn't stop them from calling us cousin.....too much good

Friday, December 25, 2009

Merry Christmas

Its been officially one month since we've moved to st. george. It's been fun so far, but this week was not a good one for TJ & I. TJ got sick Monday with the common cold. Fever, headache, body ache, loss of appetite..... you know, all of the symptoms you hate to get during the holidays. He just started to feel better Wednesday night and that is when it hit me. I was in bed all Thursday and had to practically force myself to get up this afternoon to have Christmas dinner with my family. Anyhow, I think I'm getting better and I know for a fact that TJ is better because he's eating a piece of pie while I'm writing this. Anyhow, I hope you all are having a wonderful Christmas...

Monday, November 30, 2009

It is COLD!!!

St. George is wonderful, but it is soooo cold I want to slap myself. Yesterday on our way home, we were listening to some random radio station and the guy was giving the forecast. I wanted to cry after he said it because all he said was, "39 degrees here in Cedar City, FREEZING temperatures in other areas." TJ & I looked at each other and just burst into laughter. I was like, "What the heck, they didn't even take the time to give us an actual temperature, they just said FREEZING in other areas." Anyone who knows me knows that cold temperatures and Dora do not get along. I found these cute boots at Wal-Mart that I have worn daily. I always tend to look like a freakin Eskimo walking around St. George. TJ on the other hand is having a blast. He goes to work like he's still in California. Yesterday, I had to force him to take a sweater with him to work... Of course, I go to pick him up like at 9:30 at night and this guy is standing there with just his T-Shirt. When I asked him where his sweater was, he tells me that he accidentally locked it in the office. I started to feel bad for him but then this guy pulls the office keys out of his pockets and opens the office door to put his stuff away. I don't want to say that I wanted to slap this guy, but I really wanted to slap this guy. He was sick when we got here and is just starting to get better. Anyhow, other than the freezing temperatures, we are good. I can't begin to explain to you how good it feels to be in St. George. I feel comforted each morning I wake up like this was the right decision for my husband and I. I miss our family back home in California and can't wait to come back and visit. Til next time......

-Theodora Salanoa

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Its Official.... We are out of California....

I don't really have lots of time to write today but I did just want to come on and let everyone know that we have finally made it to St. George. TJ is a little sick but he was able to get some well deserved rest last night. I am excited to start this new and exciting life with my husband but I must admit that I truly miss my family. My parents and siblings are still taking it pretty hard but I hope that soon, we will all be comforted by the fact that this decision was the right one for us. Mom, I absolutely love and miss you very much. I can't wait to get settled so that you all can come and visit. When I have more time, I will definately write more about this little adventure that TJ and I are on. I love and miss you all very much....

-Theodora Salanoa

Sunday, November 1, 2009

Happy Holloween

I must first begin by saying that I had the most fascinating weekend ever. It all began Friday when one of TJ's "let's just try it" companies reimbursed the $60 they charged to my account without my consent...(that's another story.... I'll explain later.) After I came home from work, my little sister was home but my brothers were out with my dad looking for a Halloween costume. I asked her, "Why didn't you go with daddy to get a Halloween costume?" She replied by saying, "well mom and dad don't have a lot of money so this year I made my own costume." I continued by asking, "Well what are you going to be?" Then in typical Galu fashion she smiles like her idea was just so genius and says, "I'm going to wear my school uniform and go as a school girl." Uhhh......................................... Yeah, that was not gonna pass with me. I got home from work at around 6:20 and the holloween party started at 7:00. I asked my husband if I can use some money that was not in our budget to get my little sister an outfit and of course he said yes. Galu and I ran to the local 99 cents store and began our search. After about ten minutes, we decided she was going to be a dead disco girl. We got a blue sequined toddler disco dress which fit Galu like a spagetti strap she is so skinty.... a blue scarf, some HUGE sunglasses, make-up, and fake blood. All in all, we only spent $4.00. I was so proud of myself. She had black leggins and knee-high boots at home which she wore with the outfit. By the time she was all dressed up and pretty, she decided that she wanted to go as a live disco girl instead of a dead one because live girls looked so much prettier. As soon as I can find a picture, I will post one. All in all, I had so much fun runing through the 99 cent store with my little sister...

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Haka This......LOL

As some of you may know, I work with elementary kids.... I absolutely love my job because I am able to teach the kids about my culture and that of the other Polynesian islands. This week, we are practicing for a performance in two weeks and my kids pretty much know the dances they are supposed to do. However, sometimes they don't look right doing it. So, today I decided to go on YouTube and get a video or two to show them what I want them to look like. For the boys, they all know the Haka... Even my little kinder. However, they always look so "HAPPY" when they are doing it. I keep telling them, "Look're supposed to be a warrior getting ready for battle!" But, they can never keep a straight face. So while looking, I found this video of the All Blacks New Zealand Rugby team doing the Haka before a game against a Scottish team. At first, I thought it was the best video cause everyone looked so mean and serious.... Then the last part came on and I just could not stop laughing. I was beginning to irritate myself because I couldn't stop laughing. Needless to say, the rest of my day was pretty awesome because I couldn't stop thinking about it. Hope it puts a smile on your face to....

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

In other news...

Since Twilight, I've become somewhat of a book nerd which is why I haven't been keeping up with blogging or anything else for that matter. TJ's been getting a bit irritated with me at times because I would refuse to go places with him. Sometimes, I just don't care to go anywhere or do much of anything else besides reading. I've read a couple more vampire books after the Twilight Saga and then started to just read anything else that someone would recommend. So far, I have read:
The Host by Stephanie Meyer. Of course, I only started to read it because it was by Stephanie Meyer... Unfortunately, there were no werewolves or vampires, but I still enjoyed reading it. It was different and I love stories like that.

Push by Sapphire... Weird but sad. I get really irritated reading books with misspelled words and this book was one of those books. I understood that the girl narrating the book was uneducated but I was still a bit irritated. All in all, it was a pretty easy read.

Animal Farm by George Orwell. Pretty good. TJ recommended the read for me. I was okay with the book but in some ways, it just wasn't my cup of tea. I read 1984 by Orwell last semester because I had to for a class. The whole concept of Big Brother and government control isn't something I care to think about which is probable why both books for me were just... OK.

The House of Night Series. I've read all five books already and they were pretty interesting. The sixth book titled "Tempted" is coming out in the end of October so that's something to look forward to. In all honesty, I believe the books were just a knock off of the Twilight Saga, but I didn't care. I read the Twilight books three times now.... lets just say, the House of Night Series was just a way for me to stay in the crazy sci-fi world of vampires while waiting for the Twilight Saga: New Moon

East of Eden by John Steinbeck. Great book. Although, I must admit that getting through the first couple of pages was pretty hard for me. I have never seen the Salinas Valley nor cared about the plants and history of the place. After getting past the descriptive beauty of a place in California that I've never seen, I began to get into it. I don't know, maybe I was just hatin on the fact that the part of California that I live in was nothing compared to the parts of California that Steinbeck was referring to.

Currently, I am spending my time reading Unaccustomed Earth by Jhumpa Lahiri. It is just a random book on the bookshelf at Valley. I recognized the author's name which is the only reason I grabbed it. She wrote Namesake a few years ago. I liked the book... didn't care for the movie.

Geesh... I didn't realize how many books I've read in a little over two months. I would have to say that its the most I've read in all my life Anyhow, if anyone else has any additional recommendations, please feel free to let me know. I am currently looking for my next book to read.

I felt old....

About two weeks ago, our bishop tells our youth during mutual (on Wednesday) that he wanted us to come up with a dance number for the stake talent show.... which of course was on that Saturday... Considering that fact that it was so late in the week, I decided to tell the kids to do whatever they wanted for the 15 minute time limit that we were given. They could choose to either sing, dance, act out a play, or do a modern dance routine since they were so tired of doing traditional dances. However, if they were going to do a modern dance routine, I gave them 1 limitation. I said, "If you guys are going to dance, I do not want to see anyone up there doing the 'stinky leg.'" Of course when I said that, the entire youth starts to laugh while the other leaders and I look at each other trying to figure out what was so funny. Apparently, the reason they were laughing was because I fobbed. The name of the dance is 'STANKY LEG' with an 'A' instead of 'stinky leg' with an 'I'. I can't begin to explain how embarrased I was. Usually when I make a fob, I just laugh it off... I think the reason why I felt different this time around was because I did an "old people" fob... The kind of fob parents make when they try to speak teenager... In that moment, I remembered all the times I sat there as a youth and laughed at my mom's english. I guess the saying is true.... What goes around, comes around.... time to come to terms with the fact that I'm just not down with the Oh well, atleast I'm still a princess :P

Saturday, July 18, 2009

Sister Aukuso...

Today would have started off like any other Saturday..... but it didn't. Tini came over to the house around 7:00 in the morning so we had to get up. He came to get TJ to help him move some stuff but I usually get up when my husband does and try to find something to do because I feel bad for sleeping in when my husband is out working. Anyhow, after they leave, TJ comes back with glistening eyes and says, "Babe, Sister Aukuso passed away this morning." Aside from Wesley, I have never seen my husband shed a tear over someone who has passed away. So you can imagine how scared I was that he came all the way back to tell me something so early in the morning.

Sister Aukuso was one of the very few people in the ward that I wasn't related to. But because her husband and my dad were close friends, and my brothers and her sons practically grew up together, she was more than just another person in the ward. She was one of the sweetest persons around. She was very quiet and welcomed anyone who came. Like the majority of the people in our ward, she loved Volleyball and absolutly adored her kids. This photo was taken just two years ago. Sister Aukuso is the one holding the cake and the three boys on the right are her sons. One of the hardest things for me is having to see little children grow up without a mother or father. Her youngest son has just turned 3 and I regret that he won't be able to experience how great a person his mother truly was.

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Soooo Hilarious

By now, I'm sure you are all bored with my page but I can't help myself. I found this video online and I just could not stop myself from posting it. If you need a laugh, watch this video. This is why slow internet connection is not the

I think the reason I loved it so much was because it reminded me a little bit of myself when I first saw the preview. Well up until he lost connection. I just could not stop laughing at him.

Thursday, June 4, 2009

The Cullen's Were Playing Baseball Yesterday...

On Monday, I started my new job with the CAPS program at Urbita Elementary. It is part-time but I don't mind at all. It is more time then I had before. Anyhow, yesterday I was assigned to work with about 24-25 kindergartners. We started off with snacks and because it is the end of the school year, no one had homework. The kids decided that they wanted to play outside on the playground so that is what we ended up doing. Everyone was busy doing their own thing when suddenly lightning bolts shot throughout the sky and thunder roared for a good 3-5 seconds strait. All of a sudden, I look in the direction of where the majority of my kids were and at the same exact moment, they all froze in place. Every single one of them stopped, looked at each other, looked at me, and within the same second they all began to scream at the top of their lungs and charge towards me like a stampede of bulls. It was like they all had tunnel vision at that exact moment and all they saw at the end of that tunnel was me. I thought to run, I even almost wanted to scream myself because anyone who knows me, knows that I am extremely scared of lightning and thunder. I even wanted to cry because all day long in my head I kept telling myself that everything was going to be okay. I kept saying, "It's just the Cullen's playing Baseball." Each time I heard thunder, I thought of that scene in the Twilight movie and instead of being scared, I had a smile on my face. Needless to say, when the kids ran towards me with fear written across each of their tiny little faces, I couldn't bring myself to believe that everything was okay. I freaked! I had kids crying and jumping on me. Kids grabbing my legs. Kids pulling my shirt. Five kids pulling my arm. It was not a cute scene. Eventually, I got the kids to run with me towards the cafeteria and one of the other staff members immediately turned on some music. We started it off with a little Hannah Montana just to calm the kids down and then played some Jonas Brothers rock music to drown out the sound of the thunder. All in all, I had a fun time with the kids and laugh when I think about their faces this afternoon.

Monday, June 1, 2009


I love my husband.... last night, after we got home, TJ & I sat down together to watch the first official trailer for Twilight Saga: New Moon. He even downloaded it in high definition so that we would be able to see all of the effects. As we were watching, I couldn't stop screaming..... I kept telling him what was going on, how it was in the book, where in the book it was, etc. He doesn't care too much for Edward but he sat there and let me have my school girl moment. I am in love with Twilight and I am so grateful that my husband decided to sit there with me and act just as excited as I was to see the special effects. Thanks babe.... Hope you guys enhoy it just as much as I did. Now I definately cannot wait to see the movie.

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

It's Official..... I think I'm a little crazy....

To say that I am a fan of the Twilight Saga would be an understatement. One of my cousins sent me the following video and I just about cried. I watched it about ten times already and believe me when I say that after I write this post, I just might watch it again. I've re-read the first two books and thank goodness summer school started or else, I would have started reading eclipse again. The clip is a collection of production stills from the New Moon set in Italy. It's when Edward thinks that Bella is dead and is attempting to kill himself in Volterra.


Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Time Well Spent

Today I skipped Spanish 015 and came home right after work. When I came home my wife gave me the look, husbands, you know what I'm talking about. (lol) I just told her, hey, there just reviewing. I could do that at home. So after Dora's horns receded I asked her if she had checked the kids homework, she replied "No," and I was off to work again. I helped Taligalu with her Math, I feel so bad cause she is already forgetting what I taught her last time we worked together, which was on Thursday of last week. Adonijah is such a bright kid, sometimes I have to remind him that it is okay to not know an answer. More importantly, that its okay to still be a kid. We worked on his History today, which he really didn't need any help with, but just reviewed. Today Taligalu really struggled with her Math, and I noticed that if she practiced her multiplication tables it would be so much easier. So I told her. "Sit here and practice your two's and your three's for five minutes each." She responded by rolling her eyes at me. (I know!!!!) I stopped and looked around the room, because I know she wasn't doing that to me. I was so shocked, I stopped, and looked around the room again to see if someone else was with me. I was really upset, but did nothing and proceeded to tel her that this will only maker her faster and more proficient. She shrugged her shoulders and said okay. Then she went at it for twenty rather than the ten I initially wanted. We finished with a talk concerning her eye maneuvers, and she apologized, which made me even happier that I didn't have to ask for one. Today I thought I was going to come home and nap, shoot I was looking so forward to it. Instead I did something a million times more rewarding and fulfilling.

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

It felt like someone pressed pause, and then fast forward.

Today started off as any other day, after the fifth or sixth snooze. I managed to dress myself up in a proper manner a drive myself to school. My day was not the business. It seemed like someone pressed pause, and then fast forward. Just in case you don’t remember, its turn’s life super slow motion. It made even my favorite class, History of Rock, very boring. Today when I went to work I found myself easily irritated, usually I’m not, but I think the lack of sleep is getting to me. Or, it could just be the fact that two kids kept trying to hit me in my in my family jewels; who knows, maybe a combination of both. (yeah!) I was only at work for three hours and felt as if I was not going to make it. The craziest thing happen that brought a smile to my face. I wanted to fall and laugh but I had to be professional. We had a Cinco de Mayo assembly today @ 2:30 to 3:30. It took place outside on the black top where it was windy and hot. The kids loved it at first. After about fifteen minutes you couldn’t turn anywhere without a kid complaining to you. This isn’t the part that brought me joy. The kids wanted to go inside, but “we can’t just let them leave" the principal said, "that would be so rude.” So we forced them to sit and attempt to watch the program. I've been priveleged to work only with the rotten apples of my class. They act up alot. Swear at me and throw super tantrums. After a while half of the kids were saying things like, “I’m sorry Mr. Tj, I won’t swear no more.” Or “Okay, I promise I’ll do my work and won’t talk.” I couldn’t help but want to laugh. Imagine all these lifeless 2nd graders sliding off their chairs and complaining and pleading with me, as if I was punishing them. After awhile I heard a few say, “dis gotta be against da law man, I’m tell’n my momma.” With the close of the semester, I’ve been really tired, but whenever I’m at work something exciting or funny always happen making my day better.

Monday, May 4, 2009

In ANTHROPOLOGY, weird huh!

last week while i was in anthropology i sat there thinking am i going to learn anything useful. i tried to stay in tuned but volleyball, the lakers, and even food kept popping up in my mind. surprisingly enough, i learned something that hit me like a ton of bricks. i know in anthropology, crazy huh! my professor was speaking on charles darwin and his theory of evolution. he then went on to say that charles darwin did not ever mean for his theory to be concrete, that he himself said that his theory was a provisional truth. provisional truth? "what is that" i yelled from the rear of the class. professor fierro said "he knew that for the time being it would suffice, but as time passed the truth would change and evolve." in my mind, with my eyebrows scrunched i asked, "how in the hell can the truth evolve." then it dawned on me that charles darwin theory was just that, a theory. he knew it was just an idea and that with more knowledge a concrete truth would reveal itself. i sat back and reflected upon the number one truth that i know and rejoiced, i know; rejoining in anthropology. i was happy to know that when the gospel was restored it was not a provisional truth and that in time some mans random idea was not going to change it, it would be firm and concrete. we are blessed to have the same gospel we had when christ walked upon the face of this earth. the same priesthood of issac, abraham, joseph, noah, and even moses resides in us because our fathers blessings of an constant truth. i feel so blessed to be a part of something that has no suprises, no buts, no oops, and more importantly no changes. our father is the same yesterday,today, tomorrow, and for time and all eternity.

Woo Hoo, 11 Days Left!

this weekend was not met with anticipation as i knew i had a ton of work to do. i found myself dreading it of course and almost found myself wanting to pray in hopes that it would never come. here i sit, two english papers, two english journals, a anthropology paper, a music paper, and one final spanish presentation less to worry about. tell me why it is, that despite having all these task accomplished, am i still stressed about my grades. my wife says that i am still so amped from having to do all this work that i haven't yet allowed myself to cool down. similar to a treadmill. i told her, "if that's the case can someone pull the damn plug". i am very grateful to my wife for allowing me to do absolutly nothing but eat, sleep, and do homework. there were times when i would be on the computer and look over and see that, "can you take a break and cuddle with me look." for a long time i ignored it, but finally saturday night i gave in and saw a huge chuck e cheese smile. this weekend was nieces very first birthday party out in las vegas. i felt so bad, and very proud at the same time; bizarre huh. emjae, one day when you have a graduation, wedding, QuinceaƱera(lol-no means of disrespect), uncle teejay will be able to drop everything because his degree says he can, he's earned it. i'm sorry, but saturday was not that day. i felt bad that i couldn't be there, however, i am happy with my decision to stay home and take care of business. every time i look at the calender i get excited because i have only eleven more school days left. my brain and body are well over due for some r&r. i hope i get to spend it doing something fun. not pulling my mother in laws weeds or something (lol). i'm looking forward to closing this semester off strong and preparing for the next step in this endless journey for a degree.

Monday, April 27, 2009

It's Done..... What will I do

I have finally finished reading the last book of the infamous Twilight saga... Breaking Dawn was the biggest book in the entire series and I picked it up without any hesitation. I was eager to get started on the book and I was almost sad that it would be the final book. In comparison to Twilight, I must admit the the story just got better and better with each new book. I took my time with Breaking Dawn because I knew it was the final chapters of the saga that I would read. This may sound really stupid, but I almost didn't want it to end. The story was a great mixture of love, action, comedy, suspense, passion, sorrow, and sadness all rolled into one. I'm happy that it wasn't one of those irritating love stories where the prince comes and saves the helpless little middle class girl. Then marries her and buys her pretty dresses and have little children who will all repeat the same cycle. Instead, I loved that Bella was able to hold her own and fight for herself and what was most important to I must admit that this one had me crying. Book III Chapter 37 Page 722-724. I could not control it.... And I didn't feel stupid crying about it either because anyone who read the book would understand that it was sad. The waterworks began to well up midway through pg. 722 and then when Edward says, "Goodbye, Jacob, my son," I let loose. I thoroughly enjoyed myself, and if I were a critic, I would definitely tell everyone to read it. On another note, we've got three more weeks to our semester and I will be focusing most of my time on that. If anything interesting or important catches my attention, I'll be sure to write it down. Till next time...

Last but definately not least.... I wanted to add this twilight movie review. It was the most hilarious one that I found.

Friday, April 24, 2009


I never thought that someone could write with so much detail as Stephanie Meyer did with 'Eclipse'....with all her other books as well come to think of it. Each scene was described so intricately that I was amazed at how vivid the pictures in my imagination turned out to be. The war scenes were awesome and I pray to God that the movie doesn't leave any detail out. Anyone who know me knows that I absolutly love war movies. Anyhow, I finished 'Eclipse' today and decided to start on 'Breaking Dawn.' There was so much action going on in 'Eclipse' before the end so I made sure to pick up a copy of Breaking Dawn before I completed the book. For those who care, I did not want to slap anyone while reading this book so that is always a great thing. I did feel sorry for Jacob though.....a lot. I nearly became a member of 'Team Jacob' because I felt so bad for him. Hopefully, something will work out for him in 'Breaking Dawn.'

Thursday, April 23, 2009

They TRICKED me!

First of all, let me apologize, someone hacked into our account and started blogging all this madness about Twilight. Rest assure, we'll catch the culprits.

April 20, 2009 was my first day at work as a College Intern for Riley Elementary. I was super stoked, not only to be working again but to have the chance to help kids. On my way to work I must admit I was a bit nervous. I starting second guessing myself and even wondering if I could perform such a task. I probably would have been scared all day only two minutes into clocking in I was to pissed off to be scared. My job description clearly states that I am to aid the children in their academics. So, when I found myself standing outside in the 100 degree weather I was honestly irritated. That hour and a half seemed like days. My patience was tested even more, when I heard tens bells ring, all of which did not end their lunch. After lunch I went to a second grade class where I spent the remainder of my time. The kids there we really welcoming. They did a great job of cheering me up. I think I'm gonna love this job! I ask the principal after school why he hadn't mentioned me standing out in the sun, he just chuckled and said sorry. Have you even seen a movie where a character dose something to fowl to another character to really tick them off. So then the character responds by slapping them across there face. Then, almost instantaneously, your taken back in time and the same event plays. Showing that the character never really slapped him, he was just thinking it. I know its not the best thing ever to do, but it did cheer me up.


Wednesday, April 22, 2009

New Moon Completed!!!

My husband is going to be sooo upset with me when he sees our blog and what has now become of I think two consecutive blogs about Edward is a little to much for him.

I just finished reading New Moon on Tuesday and I can't believe that I finished it last night. I have never done that before. I have never "nearly cried" before..... ever...... over a book. I thought about how stupid I must look crying over a book so I stopped before anyone could notice. It's awesome and crazy all at the same time. I must admit that Edward pissed me off last night and I was really tempted to delete my last blog. However, he made up for his stupidity in the end..... Literallly, I was still mad at him up until the last 3 pages when he started sounding sane again. Bastard.... how dare he... (I don't want to kill it for anyone who hasn't read the book yet) I thought for sure I was going to have to slap Anyhow, I just started Eclipse today and hopefully I won't want to slap anyone else in the beginning of it.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Team Edward...

It's official...I finished reading Twilight last week and I must admit that I am a fan. I thought for sure that I was not going to get in to it as much as I would. After reading Greg's interpretation of the book, I almost felt obligated not to fall in love with Edward because he was a However, after reading the book, I completely forgot how old he was and actually entertained the idea of him and Bella lasting forever... I watched to movie again after I read the book and it all made sense. I caught things that I thought didn't matter the first time I watched it. I know I'm so late right now but I just love it. I picked up New Moon last night and read till TJ forced me to put the book down and go to bed. I got half way through the fat book in no time. Now its a matter of prioritizing what's important. I find myself wanting to quickly get through my homework so that I can pick up the book again. TJ took the book today to work in hopes that I would get more homework done without it. I am kinda grateful that he did because I got through with all of my calculus homework. Now I can't wait for him to get home because I want to get started on the book already....

To Laura, Lizeth, Michelle, Veronica, Della, Faa'ae, Kofi, and Jackie..... I finally understand.

Saturday, April 18, 2009

Youth Camp.... I know right.... I'm so late....

I have been so bad at writing on this blog and I apologize for that but I've been pretty busy with school. Anyhow, since my last post, I was able to go to Youth Camp. It was a pretty exciting experience. TJ & I played spiritual parents to the green team. We were known at the camp as group four. I must admit that I did feel a little old but I was alright. We had 8 girls and 4 boys. 12 teenage kids to supervise for a full 27 hours. The thought of it made me want to vomit because I was so scared. Would I be interesting enough for them? Will I have to get crazy if they don't listen? Will TJ have the patience to handle this many kids? Will my husband hate me for volunteering his service after this? I prayed to God and any additional angels who weren't busy to please be with the kids that weekend. Somehow, I knew that with that many kids at one camp that someone would be sent home and I prayed that none of those kids would be my Needless to say, my prayers were answered. I got a lot of shy kids and you can be sure I got them to talk. I had a blast and tried to make sure that the kids had fun to. I didn't have a camera, but I had oodles of fun. The following pictures were jacked from Darci's

<--I know its really small but if you click on the picture, you will see me and TJ in the middle surrounded by the kids who were just chosen to be in our group. The big kid on my left was AJ, and the eight kids in the two rows in front of us were in our group.

-->The next day, our first stop was Sister Barnes' rally. Our group had so much fun beating the Pink team...aka... Jesse Purcell's team. Because we had an odd number of kids, TJ had to play and as you can see, he had a lot of fun. I played cheerleader on the side and made sure the kids felt like they were playing Amazing race or something...

<--This is my team again trying to pass a lifesaver on a toothpick. The kids tried to act all disgusted in the beginning about how close they had to get with each other. This nearly made us lose. I screamed, "Kids...don't act kay... you know you don't mind!" After that, it took no less than 3 minutes to get the lifesaver across :)

-->After completing the rally in record time, the kids decided to play double dutch with the rope that they broke in the second picture. They had so much fun. This is Alex Land. She was on the pink team. Her uncle Darrin is married to my sister Joyce and I see her at so many family functions. I call her my palagi sister... she's so sweet...

Last but not least, I cannot finish writing about Youth Camp without mentioning the one and only William... I'm more than sure that you don't need me to tell you which one he is. Anyhow, he was on the yellow team and became the green teams arc enemy #1.
Every time he saw us, he'd eye each person on my team and say that we were going down. He'd go to the top of the stairs and scream "Sama Sama Rockz." I couldn't help but laugh. Sama Sama is how you say Yellow in Samoan. My samoan skills weren't in order that weekend and I couldn't for the life of me remember how to say green in samoan. My kids were so mad. They eventually just went up there and screamed, "Green!" Although we never saw the yellow team in any of the workshops, the anticipation for competing made for good fun and games when we did see each other. All in all, camp was great!

Sunday, March 8, 2009

Daylight Savings Time...

Ever go to church thinking that your early, but when you get there, everyone is leaving the Chapel and going to Sunday School? I totally had that experience today. I woke up early this morning thinking, "Today is the day that I am going to make it to sacrament meeting on time." Needless to say, "Today was NOT the day that I made it to church on time." So if you have not already done so, be sure to set your clocks 1-hour ahead so that you aren't late to work tomorrow. Thank goodness we have Spring Break this week.... having a week to get used to the time change should be enough to get back on schedule..... Till next time....

Sunday, March 1, 2009

Malaeulu's 4th Bi-Annual Family Reunion

It is officially that time of year again. TJ & I recieved our Malaeulu Reunion 2009 Itinerary in the mail today. I am just sooooo super excited. The Malaeulu Reunion are specifically for my Grandparents children. My Grandparents are Ta'afuli & Faivaofitiialilo Malaeulu. They had 14 kids... thus the reason I have so many cousins. The reunions began back in 2001 when my granfather was still alive. At every reunion, one of the children and their families host the reunion. Currently, only 9 of my grandparents 14 children are still alive. They are:
  1. Vai Mau'u (Daughter)
  2. Fiailoa (Pualilo) Malaeulu (Son)
  3. Tu'uaoana Hill (Daughter)
  4. Sapati (Tevaga) Ta'afuli (Son)
  5. Skippy Malaeulu (Son)
  6. Peka Tauvala'au (Daughter a.k.a My Momma)
  7. Iakopo (Jacob) Malaeulu (son)
  8. Potoafe Moe (Daughter)
  9. Mere Malaeulu Aukuso (Daughter)
I feel really bad right now because I can't remember my other aunts and uncles that passed away. As soon as I get their names and their order, I add them to the list.

Other than my excitement for another family reunion, I must mention the wonderful get together that Monty & Kristin planned for the family yesterday. Most of the Peterson family were there along with Sereisa, TJ, and myself. It was a beautiful day out and I enjoyed my conversations with everyone including the infamous Michelle Peterson of . Don't ever, my intro to her was, "Hi Michelle, I'm one of those people who stalk your blog and never leave a message."......lmao..... Needless to say, I think she was pretty shocked. TJ & Monty were working out on the field while Michelle and I were eating. I should have felt bad but my hamburger concoction was sooo good that I couldn't.

TJ & Trey had many "Love you, Hate you" moments. Last week, TJ was really sad about his relationship with Trey. After spending time with the nephews, TJ came home and said, "I'm so sad right now. I tried to carry Trey today but he wouldn't let me." Apparently Trey kept saying, "I don't want it TJ.... put me down!!! Please...." This was a sad moment for Uncle TJ but a day at the park made everything better. By the end of the family picnic, Trey and Uncle TJ were laughing and playing with each other and Trey even let TJ carry him to the car. As we were leaving, I almost wanted to ask, "So uncle TJ, can you carry Me to the car?" :^P

Till next time....

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

I Love My Family!!!

This weekend was one of the best weekends I've had in a long time. I was able to spend time with my three girls for three days strait. I love it. For those who didn't know, I have three best friends. We've been together since we were sunbeams and I love them to death.

Here's a picture of us when we were Laurels. I believe this is about a week after we graduated. From the left, its Tina, Faa'ae, Laura, and Me.

This is a picture of us when we were well into our Young Adult years. From the left, its Laura, Faa'ae, Me, and Tina. Now that you can match a face to a name, I can continue with my

Last Friday, February 6, 2009, Tina and I were able to go to the temple and witness Faa'ae a.k.a Sister Lata receive her endowments. Laura was unable to make it because her recommend was expired but we know she was there with us in spirit. Faa'ae was the last of my three best friends to receive her endowments and I am so happy that we were all able to be there for her. After her endowments, Tina and I went over to Faa'ae's house where Laura was and just talked. Since being married, Tina and I really haven't been able to get together and just talk so it was nice for the four of us to be able to get together and do that. Faa'ae and Laura returned last Tuesday from Samoa after burying Faa'ae's dad. I felt so bad for her because I know how much she wanted her dad to be here when she left for her mission. I don't doubt that uncle Sakalia was there with us to witness his daughter receive her endowments.

Saturday, February 7, 2009, we had a memorial at the stake center for my uncle. Because he passed away in Samoa, the only ones that were there were his brother and his family. Everyone else was in America. I had so much fun catching up with all of my cousins who came down for the memorial. TJ was a bit shy and stayed home. I would usually stay home with him but I didn't care to because my family was only down for two days.

Moving right along, Sunday, February 8, 2009, the ENTIRE family had dinner at the Lata's house and I actually enjoyed working in the kitchen. Feeding my family felt like we were feeding half of America but with all of my cousins in the kitchen, it made the task so much easier. After feeding everyone, Generation X (the parents and older people) gathered in the living room and had a jam session. Generation Y (the OLDER cousins who look like auties and uncles) were in upstairs family room laughing and telling jokes. Generation Z (My generation/ the youth and young adults) were in the kitchen/ dining area cleaning and laughing as we made to-go plates for each family. Last but not least, the New Generation (Primary kids) were in the garage and back yard playing. My family is so big.... and what started off as a joke from my grandfather is now something that we use to get everyone fed. With family dinners, we usually set the table for the "older people" and make plates for the kids. After the older people eat, everyone one else rotates to the dinner table according to age. The girls who are serving everyone are usually the last to make it to the dinner table. May seem weird to some people but that is how it works. When you have a table that seats 10 and have 50-60 people to feed, it just makes things easier. One Sunday after my grandfather finished eating he said, "Okay generation X, get off the table so the next generation can get on." Every since then, we've used this method to feed everyone.

Three days of strait family overload..... IT WAS FREAKIN AWESOME.... I had so much fun. We were going to take a family picture but never got around to it because everyone couldn't quite fit in one room and it was raining outside. We get together again for our reunion in July and I can't wait. I'm sad because Faa'ae will not be there but I know that she is doing God's work. She will be in the Marshall Islands English speaking mission. We were a little concerned because Marshall Island has the highest rate of leprosy but I know the Lord will take good care of her. Till next time...

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Happy New Year...... It's late I know but Whatever!

Sooooooooooooo much has happened in the past couple of months and I haven’t really had the time to sit down and think about it all and write it all down. Before you even think about reading this blog post.... ask yourself, do I really want to sit through all of this? Do I have time to read this? Am I ready to read this? If you answered yes to all those questions, feel free to continue. If not, I will post another, more positive post sometime this week. You might just want to wait for that one....

People say that trials happen to make people stronger.... They forget to mention the part where you feel like crap through the process and somehow, YOU, have to make yourself feel better in the end. They should say something like, “Trials will happen.... ONLY if you survive will you be stronger.” So where do I begin??? I really don’t know... Don’t worry Kristin, I won’t write anything that everyone reading this doesn’t already

For real though, in October, TJ & I moved because everything didn’t quite work out with the housing situation. Most would be embarrassed to tell people about that but I really don’t care. My husband always says, “It is what it is.” We tried it, it didn’t work, move on. We moved around from place to place for a while and didn’t let our families know that we were basically homeless for a couple of weeks with all of our stuff in the back of our car. We didn’t mention anything primarily because we didn’t really want to be a burden to anyone. Being nomads wasn’t fun..... but TJ and I managed for a while. I truly don’t believe that I could have gone through that experience with anyone else but my wonderful husband. Starving and taking cold showers in the winter while smiling and putting up a front for your family is not something that I would recommend to anyone.... Anyhow, go figure, the time we are struggling, Monty and Kristin move down into the Salanoa’s household. I like to believe that God sent them down because of us. One day, TJ went to visit his family and because I had no gas to go and get him, Monty had to drop him off. I smile thinking back because when TJ got home that night he explained how he tried to prepare Monty the entire trip home because Monty had no idea where he was going. When he finally got to the place where we were staying TJ said, “I don’t think Monty’s ever been to this part of the ghetto.” After he said that, we both just started crackin up. Then, a silent fear came over me because, now.... Someone knew our secret. In a sense, our situation became a reality because someone else knew about it. What would people think? OMG, is my mom going to kill me for not telling her? I almost felt like a little girl who broke her mom’s antique china collection, then starts praying to God, his entire host of Angels, and all of her ancestors that her mom doesn’t notice while her mom walks in slow motion, closer and closer to an empty China cabinet.... After the fear subsided, a big sigh of relief came over me because finally.... someone knew. Sure enough, two days later, TJ comes home and says, “Babe, Monty told mom and dad!” The day after, I felt obligated to tell my mom and dad. Two days after that, we were in the Salanoa living room having one of the MANY “family meetings” that Kristin and Cindy love so much, answering questions about our situation and then, a week later, we moved in... Wholly Hectic!!!...

This is where craziness begins...... are you ready..... one week later, we moved out...lmao... TJ’s parents decided to be honest and weren’t really feelin each other anymore and decided to get a divorce when we moved in. I don’t think that our moving in helped their marriage and my husband still blames himself for their split sometimes but like I mentioned earlier, It is what it is, right? Moving right along, his dad got an apartment the next weekend, and we moved out. Now we stay in a 2 bedroom apartment (up the street) and I finally feel at home.

I only stayed in the Salanoa house for a week or two and even though I knew and felt like I wasn’t wanted in that house, I had fun because I was able to get to know Monty, Kristin, and my wonderful nephews a little better. I was job searching while I was there but I had so much fun. Monty, Kristin, and the boys made me feel so comfortable. Aren't they just so cute...

I learned in a week that the boys love Indiana Jones, Star Wars, and playing Campers.

*Tyler wants to be a Paleontologist when he grows up... Don't ask.... I don't even know what a Paleontologist is....

*Kyle...... oh Kyle..... he’s hilarious.... One night, Sereisa made lamb and Kyle couldn’t bring himself to eat it. He sat at the table for like 5 minutes screaming out, “I don’t want to eat Mary’s little lamb.” Now, I laugh when my mom makes lamb curry because I think of Kyle.

*For anyone who didn’t know, Kory is from New He’s got an accent, he's also got one hilarious laugh and looks nothing like a Salanoa. He looks like his grandfather’s mini-me.

*Last but not least is Trey. I like to believe that he has nicknamed me Apple. Every morning when he first saw me he’d be like, “Uh.....Apple!” TJ says I just make Trey hungry when he sees me. I think TJ’s just a hater. Anyhow, living there was fun. That was one incident.... NEXT.... Before I start, thanks for the photo Mona....

December 27, 2008 has officially become one of the most depressing days of my life. At around 2:45 pm, I received a call from Helene’s cell phone. On the other end of the line was Alicia, TJ’s cousin. She said, “Dora, we got in a car accident on the 57. Helene is hurt pretty bad and Wesley is dead!”

Have you ever had a moment where someone was talking to you and then you go into a moment of shock because you’re thinking what just happened, didn’t happen. Then, everything around you starts to get blurry and all you can hear is your heart beat? If you have, you understand how I felt. I was holding my nephew Trey with one hand, a huge rice crispy treat in my other hand, balancing the phone on my shoulder, while listening to my nephew Tyler tell me that his parents will allow him to have a huge piece of rice crispy and that I should allow him to eat it. That’s all I remember before dropping the phone and nearly collapsing. Thank God for Tyler. He grabbed his baby brother and took me to the living room to stare at the Christmas Tree in hopes that looking at would make me feel better. After about fifteen minutes of not knowing what to do, I followed Tyler’s advice and called Kristin who had left to get TJ. Everything after that point was the usual. Everyone finding out, everyone crying, everyone looking for someone to blame, everyone blaming Helene, everyone crying, etc.

I’ve known Wesley for 10 years. The first time I met him was when he came over to the house with Helene and Ammon. My mom and I just happened to be leaving to go grocery shopping when they pulled up so my mom packed us all up in her green explorer and we all went. The first thing that my mom said to him was, “I’m funna go to this farm in Fontana to buy some eggs because they are really chip.” Guarantee me, Helene, and Ammon started crackin up. Wesley started turning red because he didn’t want to laugh in front of my mom. He would always bring that story up every once in a while and laugh at it. Since that day 10 years ago, he became such a wonderful friend. We both at some point in our lives were hated by the in laws. I find it hilarious that one of the reasons we were so close was because no one understood how we felt about our in-laws but He was always there when I needed him and no matter if he had no money, he would use any and every one of his resources (i.e. friends, parents, family) to help you out. He was the one who still fellowshipped you to come around even when he was inactive himself. He was such a humble person also. No matter how much you hated someone, Wesley would somehow “accidentally” invite the both of you out for dinner and make you talk it out even if you had to stay till 2 in morning. I love and miss him very much. His death triggered memories of my grandfather. Throughout that week, I would have repetitive dreams of my grandfather waiting for me in the hospital.... only to wake up and realize over and over again that he was gone. My husband was very supportive throughout the week and I thank God every day for him. He was very close with Wesley as well and took it pretty hard but I don’t want to tell everyone that he was a cry I take comfort in knowing about the plan of salvation. I know that I will see him again. Rest easy Wesley...

All in all, TJ & I are still alive. We are both in school and I am looking for a job in the evening. I started Calculus this week and I love it. Please remind me in about 5 weeks that I love this stuff because I’m sure that in about 5 weeks I’ll be asking myself, WHY? TJ & I also had our first FHE together this past Monday. It was just the two of us. We started laughing when it came time for opening song because we’ve become so used to lip singing when our own families had FHE and couldn’t quite get away with it this time because it was just the two of us. TJ gave the lesson and we discussed our goals for this year and expressed how we felt about each other and our marriage. I thought we communicated well before but it was much better during FHE because you can express so much more and not get mad because somehow, you feel like you’re in a counseling session and the Lord is your counselor.

Things are looking up right now. I hope they stay that way for a while. Wesley is only 5 weeks older than TJ. His passing has been a wake up call for us. It is a new year. Time for new beginnings and the realization that life is too short to let our past negatively influence our future. I love my family.... both immediate and extended. I am grateful for all that they do for me. I’m thankful for my friends and all that they do. I feel very fortunate to have friends who love me through my good times and still claim be through the bad. I love my husband and all that he does for me. I thank him for loving me. I’m grateful for the arguments that keep us real. I’m so very grateful for taking the time to write this blog because I was finally able to express my true feelings. I also want to thank the I’m beginning to sound like I’m accepting an award of some sort so I’m going to stop now. Till next time......