Sister, Sister

Neva knew how much I missed ya.

So I like living out here in Utah, for the most part. The ONE thing I would change, is that I wish my sisters lived here. Life would be perfect. The last time we were all together was last December, and the next time will probably be this December. Without getting too sappy, just want to say these bitches are my best friends. Love them more than I can say. SO greatful for them, and would literally do anything and everything for them.

But don't get any ideas, I'm not moving home.

Roses are Red

1. excuse my ratty hair

2. excuse the poor photo quality

3. excuse the weird photo..tried to cover as much of my face as possible

Genevieve: this little girl that comes in to the gym with her mom everyday. She's about 5 years old and always comes in so happy and either gives me a flower from in front of the gym (dandelion usually) or a compliment (I like your hair, braid, etc.) One day I said "you always bring me flowers, I love it!", and she responded with "it's cause you're really pretty!" as she shyly ran away. Honestly made my day. So yesterday I'm in the pool area checking chlorine and pH levels (dad would be so proud) and the door opens and little Genny walks in and hands me this rose.

So greatful for little girls and the sweetness they bring to this world. There's something so special and precious about a little girl. Especially a little princess named Violet.

Awkward.

This guy literally made me uncomfortable. I had to go to a different page during their one-on-one time because I couldn't bare to watch it. Then he passes out drunk? Ew he really grosses me out.

Zac Attack

Just wanted to give a shout-out to this cute ball of fat ^^. Baby Zac-y turned 1 yesterday! Being in Utah I hardly get to see him, but I seriously miss/love this baby SOOOOOOOOO much. I love his temperament, he's always so happy. I love his blue eyes. I love his biiiig smile. I love his fat cheeks, and his even fatter legs. I love his long, wispy hair. I love his laugh. I seriously just love him, and I miss him a ton.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZAC.

George

There's this elderly man named George who comes into the gym every morning. He refuses to get set up on "cardless check-in" (people who refuse this service are difficult, because it means I have to manually check them in each day). Anyways, each and every day he walks in, hands me his drivers license, refuses any attempt at small talk, and carries on. I greet him every day, and say bye to him every day as well. I don't greet or say goodbye to every guest by name, but because of how cold George is to me I do it out of principle; I want to see how long it takes to crack him and get him to warm up to me.
Well, ladies and gentlemen (more like Cassie and Laura), today was the day! George came in and I greeted him as usual, and he left and I said "bye George", as usual. The difference is that a minute later I noticed George park his car in front of the gym, get out, and start talking to my manager. George and my manager walked up to the front desk where George asked my name. I told him, and he proceded to tell my manager how nice I am, and how I do such a great job. He said that he had been purposefully acting cold for a few weeks now to see how the staff would act (seriously though?) and that I always handled it so well, and I continued to be nice to him, check him in quickly, and always remember his name.
Yes, I'm tooting my own horn right now, but it was so nice to finally get through to this man! Seriously, there are a few people at the gym who I can't get to be friendly to me, and it's annoying. I felt victorious when George finally warmed up and was kind back to me. Actually I got super embarrased and started blushing, but afterwards it was nice.

Kill 'em with kindness people!