the jenni chronicles

Wow, has it really been ten years already that the Columbine High School shootings happened? Today marks the anniversary of the tragedy, and that means all of Colorado is in mourning.

Ten years ago; I had been living in Aurora, CO only a little over a year at the time, even still Colorado felt like my home. I was at home watching daytime TV when it happened. I still remember those awful images from the news. The boy dangling out the library window desperate for help, the chain of kids trailing out of classrooms only to see one of their classmates shot on the lawn.  To be surrounded by SWAT and Police, they must have been so scared. It will forever be burned into my brain, and is still one of the most tragic things I have witnessed in my lifetime.

It’s strange to me that even ten years later, people still do not have the whole story and there are still a lot of myths surrounding the tragedy. One of them is the fact that the two shooters were not members of the “Trench Coat Mafia” which was a nonviolent group of computer gamers from a few years earlier.  The boys wore long duster jackets to hide their weapons. They were not “Goth’, they were not worshiping Marilyn Manson, but they were psychopathic and full of rage.  They had planned the attack to be a terrorist bombing that would rival Oklahoma City; they had planned on killing at least 500.  The timers on their bombs failed to go off so they just began shooting randomly.  Another myth was that they had targeted certain people because they were bullied.  Both are untrue. They were sick individuals. Scary to think this could happen again at any moment, and anywhere.

Sadly 13 lives were taken in the shootings ten years ago today. The library has been torn down, and in its place a memorial has been dedicated to the victims.  Last night a sunset vigil was held at the memorial and hundreds attended.  The school will be closed today, in remembrance.  A lot has changed, people have forgiven and moved on with their lives.  Parents are still mourning the loss of their children. As a Coloradan, I will never forget. Lets pray this never happens again.(¯`v´¯)
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Okay so about a month ago I started hearing everyone talk about twitter.  Twitter on Good Morning America, twitter on David Letterman, twitter at the gas station…I started to wonder what the hype was all about?  Now I have had my twitter account since ‘07 but I think I had only logged on about 6 times.  It was time to get tweeting.

The first day I just started following whoever I found interesting; celebrities, news channels, magazines, random people who the celebrities were following…yeah I am a loser.  I think I had 17 followers at that point. I tried to learn everything I could about twitter.  I personalized my page, I added a picture, I updated my personal profile, basically I whored myself to the twitter universe hoping for a bite.  Need me, love me, follow me! After an hour I was bored out of my mind and went to bed.

The next morning I was surprised to find I had 150 new followers! Yay! Someone thinks I’m interesting! Then I went retarded: @jennisumerall is uploading a picture, @jennisummerall thinks it is too hot, @jennisummerall is taking a poo… Who the heck wants to know this? Delete Delete Delete!

Everyone else in the universe is way more interesting than I am.  Nevertheless people were following me.  I decided that it was only polite that I should follow my followers, and before I knew it I was following over a thousand users…people I do not know…sigh Okay yes, this does sound a little weird, but stay with me here people!

It becomes a little narcissistic after a while; I mean who the heck cares what I’m doing right? But who cares what @mileycyrus is doing at 8 o’clock on a Tuesday night? I do! Who wants to know that @perezhilton just saw Lindsey Lohan, I DO! Who wants to know that @johncmayer only owns three guitar picks? ME that’s who! After two weeks, I officially became addicted to the constant flow of information updating every 36 seconds on my newly installed TweetDeck.

I started replying back to celebrity tweets, because I really am that big of a loser.  Sharing movie selections with Heidi Montag, asking for a book review from Lance Armstrong, consoling Tila Tequila after a stalker broke into her house, and did I really tell Demi Moore that I loved her in Ghost??  I almost peed my pants the day that Nick Jonas actually wrote me back!  (or at least someone pretending to be him) I felt like screaming like a teenager and calling my mom!

Oh and I can die now that Oprah is on Twitter…can’t wait to see what she has to offer, doesn’t everyone?  I thought the world would stop spinning the day she sent her first tweet, geez! By the way- Oprah tweeted in all caps…you wanted to know that didn’t you?

WARNING: brag alert:
*Stretch * yeah so as of today I am following 1470 random people I don’t know, and I have 620 followers that don’t know me.  Yup I’m cool. So what Ashton Kutcher has over a million; he also got to go on Oprah to announce it.  When do I get to appear on Oprah?

My top favorite twitter users are Socks the Cat, Brent Spiner, Kevin Pollack, and Deakaz who is hillllarious. Tweet about Miller Light and instantly get a follow from millerbeers! Yes, I am having fun with my twitter experience.  I know you are out there laughing at me. I would laugh at me too if I were you… Oops Gotta scoot…there’s a new video of Susan Boyle I have to share with my tweeps! Later!

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I just finished my taxes…why do I procrastinate all the time? Its friggin April 14th at 9:30PM!

I heard something on Good Morning America the other day and they said that 20% of us are chronic procrastinators. Like its a disease or something.  Well, more men than women are procrastinators so maybe that is true..ha ha. How do I stop? Why do I do it? I do it all the time in my life whether it comes to filling up on gas, paying rent, doing laundry ( I have nothing clean to wear tomorrow), waking up in the morning, buying a new car, finally having my hair cut professionally…yes I cut it myself…

How do I change my ways? For as long as I can remember I have been this way, I always waited to study for tests in school, and did my homework in the period before most times (but always got good grades), I am almost always late to work by five minutes, and can never pay my bills on time.

My work persona is completely different.  Almost the opposite.  At work I am the anal retentive girl, who is constantly on top of my priorities, I get back to customers on time, mostly early with getting things done, and if I foresee being late on something I always let someone know a week ahead of time.

OK that is weird.  Is this weird that I am so lax in my personal life and so anal in my professional existance? Does anyone else deal with this on a daily basis?

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I stepped on the scales again for the first time in a few months and it really made me depressed.

On the wall in front of the scale is a chart left over from the last time I tried to lose weight.  The line starts at 139 and wiggles its way through the grid down to 135.  Boy do I wish I really weighed 135 today…I weigh even more now than when I first started that chart!  Since losing that 4 whole pounds back in November- I have since gained those 4 pounds back, and added 6 more to top it off.

Ugh.

I weigh 145!!! How did that happen? This is the most I have weighed…EVER.

I can hardly fit in my work clothes, and struggle to look at myself in the mirror.  This is bad. BAD!

So…here is the plan. I joined the gym on Thursday of last week- I’ve gone  only twice, but I walk my dog through the neighborhood every morning and evening.  I have to work out every day.  I started a low carb diet again, it seemed to work the last time I tried it.  And I started here with the Self Challenge today.  I want to lose 20 pounds.

Its a start.  If you don’t start somewhere, nothing will ever get better right?

See you tomorrow…taking my fat ass to bed.

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In the early 1980’s Chris’s older brother Michael was cleaning the attic of an empty building in LaHabra California. Among the dust and spider webs he came across an old steamer trunk. The construction company he was working for was just going to discard it in the dumpster so Mike adopted it and took it home with him. When he opened it he discovered old photos, war memorabilia, and clothing and it became apparent that this trunk was full of some family’s personal belongings.  How it ended up in the attic of a business was a mystery.

Over the years the trunk traveled with Chris and Mike’s family and after failed attempts to find the owners of the trunk, the contents slowly dwindled.  Some of the things were sold, or given away and some things were put away for safe keeping.  Chris’s mother couldn’t bear to throw anything away with the hope that one of these days she would find the family and be able to return these things.  Then when Chris’s mom passed away the items went into his care and have traveled with him since.

I remember when I moved to Denver in ‘07 to be with him, Chris was still working through some of his mother’s belongings and I helped him sell, or donate what he didn’t want to keep.  His mother kept everything, collections of old school papers, Christmas ornaments, and candles; we worked through boxes and boxes. Then he brought down a big Rubbermaid storage box one day and told me the story of Mike, and how he found the steamer trunk.  I looked through the box with fascination; there were photographs that dated back to the mid 1800’s! We decided to keep looking for the owner and packed up the box.

Flash forward to Fall of 2008.  Chris and I have moved to another house in Denver and have pulled things out of storage to give to goodwill.  Again we come across the box.  What should we do with it?  I can’t bear to give it away and Chris just hasn’t had the time to research.  I decide I need a project so I took the box up to my office and started our new quest…finding the family.

I unloaded the box onto our guest bed and started reading newspapers, yearbooks, report cards, and letters from the box.  I wrote down a list of names and the last name Scholl kept reappearing.  I tried to Google the name and it came up with “Results 1 – 10 of about 388,000,000 for Scholl family” Whoa! I went through the pictures and memorial records and found one name in particular was reoccurring a lot; Elizabeth Jo Scholl.  So I narrowed it down to the high schools from the year books and the location the box was found and began my hunt.

The high schools were still around so I wrote in to their alumni club.  The colleges were online as well and soon I was writing to Historical societies and community archival projects around the areas in California that were mentioned on paperwork in the box.  I sent out about 20 emails the first day, but got no responses.  In one weekend I sent out about 35 before hitting a dead end in the online search.  No wonder it had taken so many years for Chris’s mom to figure all this out.

I had just about given up again when I got an email in early December from The Lomita History Project in Lomita, CA.

“Jenni,

Thank you for contacting the Lomita Historical Society.  We too would like to help you find any members of the Scholl family.  I will put the word out and let you know next week if we get any hits.  Does it mention possible family members in the announcement you wrote about?”

I was so excited to hear from anyone interested in helping! So I wrote back immediately with Betty Jo’s name in particular and the high school names and areas where I thought she may have lived.  About two weeks later I got this:

“Jenni,

We gave Betty Jo your phone number.  Please let us know if you do not hear from her.

Steve”

Oh my gosh! Did they really find her?  I was really getting excited now.  Have we finally found the true owners of the box? I wonder how old she was? I wonder if she will even remember losing these things? I sat back and waited not so patiently for her to call.  She called about a week later and was not amused. She was really confused as to how a girl in Denver somehow has a box full of her family’s things from over 20 years ago in California.  I started to explain by asking her questions.  If she went to this high school, did she live in this town, was she a nurse…low and behold her wall started to come down.  Yes! She answered every question and now I could hear the laughter in her voice.

She told me of her husband and how he owned a few buildings in the LaHabra area where they lived in the 1970’s….explains why the boxes were in that attic, they must have been left behind somehow in their move.  She mentioned she had six children, and that her husband had passed away a couple of years ago.  I wondered if the WWII uniform in the box was his? I was too shy to ask.  We exchanged conversation for a few minutes and I told her that I would love to send her the box, so that she could have her things back.  She gave me her address; her last name had changed since she married. I said goodbye and hoped she would call me when she received the box.

I packed everything up and put in a little letter from me with a picture of Chris and I with the story of how we came to be in the possession of her things.  Chris sent it off in the mail the next day.

At the beginning of February 2009, Betty called.  I was at work so she left a message in a small little gravelly voice…

“Hi Jenni this is Betty. I received the box and I was just thrilled to death, I’m sorry I haven’t called you sooner but I’ve been sick, and I’ve got laryngitis now. I just wanted to tell you what a wonderful thing that was for you to hunt me down and send it to me and I want to send you something and I will as soon as I feel a little bit better.  But I went through it and there’s a picture of me when I was 9 months old, and that was my brother’s uniform, and my oldest sons baby shoes.  And it just is wonderful that you were so thoughtful to send it to me. I’ll keep in contact with you ok? Thanks again Jenni”

It made me cry to hear it.  I even played the message on speaker for all the girls at work who knew the story, and it made them cry too.  I was so happy she finally had her things back.  Finally they had a home, and that made me feel so great.  I hope that her children will be able to enjoy marveling over the pictures as much as we did.  What a fun project that was.  And it made me feel very fulfilled to have carried out one of Chris’s moms wishes.  It was truly her project to begin with after all.  I wish she was here to share this story with me.

Two weeks ago, I received a package from Harry and David and I couldn’t not find a card inside. Who was it from?  Finally when we unpacked it I found a little note on the outside of the box that read “You are truly a special person.  Thank you for reuniting me with my past.  Love Betty Jo.”

I hope to keep in touch with Betty Jo.  This has been such a special story, and I will always keep her near my heart.  I hope to speak with her soon.  Maybe then I will have more stories to share!

You can see the pictures here

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I had to say goodbye to some people from my past this week.  I never thought of myself as a bridge burner, but there was one person in particular that I really needed to let go of for good.  The very thought of her just brings up a lot of my past that I want to leave behind forever.  If you haven’t followed my blog since back in ‘04 you probably wont know who I’m talking about.  She was the “other” woman in my last long relationship but she was also the only one who finally told me the truth I needed to hear. (Read the Jenni Chronicle Archives here)

Every once in a while I get a facebook note or an email from her, normally I ignore it.  But just seeing her name in my email inbox sends my skin crawling.  I forgave her a long long time ago, and let go of all my feelings of hatred for her when she finally told me the truth about her and my ex.  But last weekend once again there she was, in my facebook inbox and “1 friend request”. Ugh.  Will this girl ever give up trying to be my friend? It will never happen, no matter how much pain we have both shared.  It seems like she is still trying to make it up to me or something, but I don’t need that anymore. How do I tell her I appreciate her, but I don’t want to be “friends” anymore? I decided to shut her out once and for all so I wrote her a note:

Caitlin,

I hope you won’t be too offended if I don’t confirm your friend request, I am trying to leave my past behind me and you are a huge reminder of some of the things I want to leave behind. I really think you are a great girl, but our lives crossed at a really low point in my life. I am truly grateful that you and I were able to exchange stories and come to terms with the reality of what happened to both of us because of one really horrible guy. I had forgiven you a long time ago and I will always remember your honesty with me. I will keep you in my memories because you helped me to find the truth. Please take care of yourself and remember you are a truly beautiful person inside and out. I wish you nothing but the best in life, in love, and in happiness. You know where to find me if you need me.

Always,

Jenni

It felt good to finally know she will be leaving me to live my life, and not be reminded of my past heartbreak any longer. This might sound silly but I went through my friends lists in facebook and myspace and deleted anyone and everyone who has a link between myself and my ex.  It felt a little good, took a little weight off my shoulders to know I really have grown since then. I am so much better off.

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There’s some things that I regret,
Some words I wish had gone unsaid,
Some starts,
That had some bitter endings,
Been some bad times I’ve been through,
Damage I cannot undo,
Some things,
I wish I could do all all over again,
But it don’t really matter,
Life gets that much harder,
It makes you that much stronger,
Oh, some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were,
Lessons learned.

And every tear that had to fall from my eyes,
Everyday I wondered how I’d get through the night,
Every change, life has thrown me,
I’m thankful, for every break in my heart,
I’m grateful, for every scar,
Some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were lessons learned.

There’s mistakes that I have made,
Some chances I just threw away,
Some roads,
I never should’ve taken,
Been some signs I didn’t see,
Hearts that I hurt needlessly,
Some wounds,
That I wish I could have one more chance to mend,
But it don’t make no difference,
The past can’t be rewritten,
You get the life you’re given,
Oh, some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were,
Lessons learned.

And every tear that had to fall from my eyes,
Everyday I wondered how I’d get through the night,
Every change, life has thrown me,
I’m thankful, for every break in my heart,
I’m grateful, for every scar,
Some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were lessons learned.

And all the things that break you,
Are all the things that make you strong,
You can’t change the past,
Cause it’s gone,
And you just gotta move on,
Because it’s all,
Lessons learned.

And every tear that had to fall from my eyes,
Everyday I wondered how I’d get through the night,
Every change, life has thrown me,
I’m thankful, for every break in my heart,
I’m grateful, for every scar,
Some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were lessons learned,
Oh, some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were lessons learned,
Lessons learned.

I just posted this on my FaceBook page…

1. I could get addicted to playing games on our Wii, we just bought Rayman Raving Rabbids and it is hilarious. We even kidnapped our neighbor Sheila one Saturday night and made her play with us! Anyone who loves party games has to buy this game.

2. I am a freak about Marilyn Monroe. Anything I see with her image on it I am instantly drawn to. I have a collection of over a thousand photos and videos of Marilyn on my Flickr account. See for yourself! http://www.flickr.com/photos/thejenni/sets/72157605618241659/

3. My parents were high school sweethearts and have been married now for almost 40 years! I admire them the most of anyone I know- A lasting marriage is rare these days. They are my idols.

4. I lived in Italy until I was three years old. My father was a Naval Aviator for VR-24 stationed in Naples, Italy and later Sigonella Sicily where he flew C-1A’s and C-2A’s providing Carrier Onboard Delivery to Sixth Fleet Carriers. In 2000 I took a trip with my parents back to Italy where we visited the house we used to live in, the family we rented from still lived there and the woman who babysat for me was still across the street!

5. I love to sleep. I have been known to stay in bed until 1 or 2 on Saturday mornings because sleeping feels so great to me! If I don’t get enough sleep I am a royal bitch.

6. I have a birthmark on the back of my neck at my hairline, my mom used to call it a stork bite (because that is where the stork carried me in) The hair that grows out of the birthmark is a different color (blond) and texture than all the rest of my hair.

7. When I am PMSing I am a clean freak. I will clean the kitchen until my hands are chapped.

8. I am afraid of moths and daddy long legs. I hate them! They are dirty little pieces of flying dust. If I am alone in the house with one, I will run from it and make my dog catch it.

9. I am a reality TV addict. I love to watch American Idol, Big Brother, Intervention, Celebrity Rehab, The Hills, The Real World, The Bad Girls Club, Jon and Kate plus 8…anything that deals with other peoples lives is fascinating to me.

10. My Dog Cody is my baby. I love him like he is really my child. Honestly I don’t know what I would do without him in my life.

11. I was named after Alli McGraw’s character Jennifer in the movie Love Story. Turns out it was a very popular name for baby girls in 1974!

12. I met my boyfriend Chris when we were in college together in the 90’s. I broke up with him in 96 because I got cold feet before moving in together. 10 years later I found him on MySpace and we have been back together since 2006!

13. I am a closet pop superstar. If you catch me alone, I am most likely singing a Britney Spears song at the top of my lungs. I also sing really really loud in my car, and when I first download a song I like I will play it over and over again until I get the lyrics right. My neighbors probably hate me for that

14. I have always wanted to Illustrate Children s books. In college I was an art major and secretly loved an assignment we were given to illustrate some of Aesop’s Fables. One day I think that would be the job of my dreams.

15. One of my pet peeves is finding cups, bowls, or pans filled with water and sitting in the sink! It grosses me out to pour out the cold nasty water. Why not just rinse it when you put it in there??? DOnt leave it full of water it is disgusting.

16. I am fascinated with ghosts. When we were little I really believe my sister and I were visited every night by a ghost that would sit on the edge of our beds. She will back me up on this story- don’t think I am crazy but every once in a while I feel its presence still!

17. When I was 30 I had a Blog online called “A Girl, A Dog, and a Second Chance”. It was about my then “quarter life crisis”. (left my job, broke up with my boyfriend of 7 years, packed a bag and drove to Texas in one day…) One Day an editor for MSN.com called me at work and asked me if they could feature my blog on their homepage for the week! I gained a ton of readers, and a lot of really cool pen pals that I still keep in touch with to this day. I still blog, but there is way less drama in my life!

18.I am not a girly girl. I would almost prefer to have all male friends. Men are less dramatic, and less likely to stab you in the back. Ever since I was little all my closest friends have been men. Chris is still my best friend, after all these years.

19.I have this mental block when it comes to finishing a project. I will start a project with a vengeance and then for some reason the magic dies out and I will just quit. This is not my favorite quality about myself

20. Driving is not for me. I hate driving anywhere I don’t have to. I have had anxiety attacks, thrown up on myself, and cried many a time while driving. I can not for the life of me remember directions, or find my own way anywhere without looking at a map first! I get lost going almost anywhere I have never been before. Just writing this is making my heart race.

21. I have always always wanted to get married, I just haven’t found the right person- until now.(see# 12) It is one of the things I want most in this world- to Marry Chris one day…was that subtle enough? hint hint nudge nudge..

22. I want to travel the world. I went to Italy a few years ago and fell in love with Europe. I want to see it all one day! It makes me excited when I see photos or movies about foreign places.

23. I love to analyze other peoples dreams. I think in a former life I was a psychologist or something because I love to find out what makes people tick, and what other people are dreaming about. I will put together an entire dream analysis with my dream dictionaries!

24. 35 is my lucky number- this came from my numerology life path number being 8. I will play the lottery or gamble with any variation of the numbers…3+5=8. Coincidentally I just turned 35 yesterday! I really think this will be a great year!

25. I am the worst morning person in the world. If you cross my path in the morning-RUN! I am a royal bitch with a capitol BITCH in the mornings. I think this comes from me loving to sleep so much…see #5. My sister knows this better than anyone! I used to throw my stuffed animals at her when we were little- she is a morning person and I am not! Poor Chris gets the worst of me in the mornings

26. I secretly don’t want to stop writing!

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Why do perfectly smart girls demean themselves by playing dumb? Do they think it is endearing to their peers? Is it to make everyone around them feel less inadequate? Attention maybe? Well listen up girls- Its not cute, it’s just plain stupid and you are bringing the rest of us down. You are not kidding anyone but yourself. I am on to you.

Yeah so men are suckers for vulnerability. So what? Who wants a man who is attracted to stupid? Men love to be the good guy, the saving grace, but that doesn’t mean you have to play the damsel in distress all the effing time! Do you ever see men playing the hopeless dim-wit just to get attention? Come on. You can’t keep the act up forever, why would you want to be anything other than who you really are? At some point you are going to have to look at yourself and say, hey- I am really a lot smarter than this. And if you keep it up- people will start to notice and know that you are a phony; where does that get you?

Do you need to be accepted by everyone that badly that you would give up your intelligence for it? Don’t you want people to like you for you? Instead you make up this alter personality to trap people into thinking you are charming. And you do this even with your girl friends! I will tell you right now, you won’t keep any girl a friend for very long acting like a dumb ass, we don’t like bimbos.

Do the rest of us a favor: the next time you want to pretend not to know where paper comes from, or where BFE is…it’s probably best to just keep your mouth shut. (Yes two seperate girls have actually asked me these things)If you want to keep on pretending that every man out there is SOOO much smarter than you are, be my guest- you can have the gullible, brainless ones- they won’t respect you for anything real.
I can sleep at night knowing that I am true to myself and to everyone around me. This includes the wonderful man who sleeps next to me and loves me for who I am, and respects me for my intelligence. That is the way it should work. You should never compromise yourself just for attention. In the end you will just look like a complete fool. Now… do you really want to be that girl?

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-by my favorite american idol- he should have won!

David Archuleta- You Can

Take me where I’ve never been
Help me on my feet again
Show me that good things come to those who wait
Tell me I’m not on my own
Tell me I won’t be alone
Tell me what I’m feeling isn’t some mistake
‘Cause if anyone can make me fall in love, you canSave me from myself, you can
And it’s you and no one else
If I could wish upon tomorrow tonight would never end
If you asked me I would follow
But for now I’ll just pretend
‘Cause if anyone can make me fall in love, you can

Baby, when you look at me
Tell me what do you see
Are these the eyes of someone you could love?
‘Cause everything that brought me here
Well, not it all seems so clear
Baby, you’re the one that I’ve been dreaming of
If anyone can make me fall in love, you can

Save me from myself, you can
And it’s you and no one else
If I could wish upon tomorrow tonight would never end
If you asked me I would follow
But for now I’ll just pretend
‘Cause if anyone can make me fall in love

Only you can take me sailing in your deepest eyes
Bring me to my knees and make me cry
And no one’s ever done this
Everything was just a lie and I know, yes, I know

This is where it all begins
So tell me it will never end
I can’t fool myself, it’s you and no one else

If I could wish upon tomorrow tonight would never end
If you asked me I would follow
But for now I’ll just pretend
‘Cause if anyone can make me fall in love, you can

Show me that good things come to those who wait

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