That one time I met John Mayer at the Apple Store

Spotted: John Mayer at the Apple Store at The Gateway, approximately 5:00 p.m.
He had a couple Urban Outfitters bags on hand and an entourage of four.

I was in there trying to get my iPhone replaced since I dropped t and shattered the screen. I went in hopeful they would just give me a new phone. Eddie, the BEST Apple Genius EVER told me that even though my broken phone was not covered under warranty, he felt bad and would give me a new one anyway. (!) Although, I'm pretty sure there is some strategy going on back there at the Apple Store because he made me sweat it out for a few minutes while he went to "see what he could do."

That's when I saw him. John Mayer. He started out looking at the iPad displays, not 6 inches from where I was standing. I saw him, turned around and whispered to my coworker "John Mayer is right behind me." Her eyes got big and she scanned the vicinity until she saw him. She about had a heart attack right there. We followed him around the store while a couple people asked him for photos and/or autographs. The Apple Store was packed (when is it not?) but most people sort of ignored him, save a few who asked for autographs/photos. We debated whether or not we cared about being "one of those people" right up until was saw him walking towards the door. Instincts turned on and I caught him on the way out and asked him for a photo. The conversation went something like this:

Me: Hi, John Mayer? (Why did I just call him by his full name? Total "I carried a watermelon?" moment)

John Mayer doesn't hear me.

Me: Hi. John? I'm so sorry to bother you when you're just trying to shop at the Apple Store. I hate people like me, but do you think we could get a photo?

John Mayer: Please don't hate yourself. Yeah, of course.

Me: Thank you so much. I just had to ask. We are going to your show tomorrow.

(we are not going to his show tomorrow)

John Mayer: Cool. Yeah, you just got to go for it sometimes.

Notes:
- John Mayer is a lot taller than I thought.
- He has a rather large head.
- He also looked hung over.
- This guy dated Jennifer Aniston? Really?
- I can't believe I met someone I follow on Twitter.

Sundays are the worst days

Sundays have become my loneliest of days.

They used to be my favorite day of the week. Dan and I would spend all day together: go to church; take a nap; eat dinner at his family's house. They were good days.

Now I dread Sundays. Most everyone I know goes home to their family's on Sundays. I'm done with church at noon so I have an entire day to fill alone. It's sad.

Today I slept in (maybe on purpose) and went to a ward that meets later in the day. It was in the Avenues in this very old ward building that's supposedly one of the first built by the pioneers. The chapel had a balcony level. I sat in it, but it was super uncomfortable because my knees were hitting the pew in front of me. Apparently those pioneers were quite short.

I came home. Laid on my bed for a while, iChatted with Jen, Mom, Lilly and Caleb.

Laid on my bed some more. Downloaded some music off iTunes (used a gift certificate) and then folded some laundry.

I needed to get out of my apartment so I took a drive up Big Cottonwood Canyon.

Then I came back and cleaned out my car.

I flipped through the IKEA catalog. Picked out all the things I'd like to buy but won't because I am determined to not spend money on anything other than absolute necessities.

I took a bubble bath and ate some Skittles.

And then I went over to my new house, signed a month-to-month contract, and put down a deposit. That was exciting.

I can't wait to move.

Hopefully my Sundays get better.

Beginnings

(I'd really like one of these right now. Maybe two.)

Can someone tell me how to get rid of the border around my header? I've tried going into the HTML, but I keep screwing up something else. *Update: Never mind. I figured it out.

I'm looking for a new place to live. My life is going through some major changes, so I figure it's a good time to start fresh with that area too.

Deep Breaths

Dan and I called off our wedding. We broke up two weeks ago.

I don’t know what to say. I don’t really have the strength or motivation to go into details. And it’s really not something I feel comfortable going into depth about on a blog.

It was my decision. He’s hurt. I’m hurt.

But. I know it was the right decision. And I know, even though right now I can’t see how or when, someday, everything will work out and it will be ok. I have faith in that and faith that Heavenly Father will continue to have a hand in my life. He loves me, wants the best for me and he's aware of me, so very aware. I know that. Which is why, although I'm incredibly sad, I'm doing ok.

We'll both be ok.