Mormon Superbowl

Thanks to Chad for my above title. I hope you all get as excited for conference as I do. It is seriously the best Sunday of the year, and oh wait it comes twice a year, even better. For those of you that were listening during yesterday's afternoon session I want you to know that both me and Lolly tried to Google a testimony and it did not work. Katy tried to text me some faith, it also did not work. Good thing I already have a testimony.



Lolly took this picture. Try not to judge her. We had tickets to the Saturday afternoon session. I was so excited because it was the meeting where we sustain the prophets, apostles, etc. I love seeing that whole place raise their hands. What I also love is that we watched the Sunday morning session in bed, in our jamies, while eating leftover curry! I also have a bag of conference chips. It really is the superbowl!

Oh and when I tried to google a picture of general conference I found this picture...

Be excited!

He is my new Boyfriend...

You want a man who will go to conference with you and is also prepared for all eventualities...


I bet he is an Eagle Scout!!!

The splinter group!!!

The girls Lolly live with had a Gangster party last night and we became what we termed the splinter group, or the we would rather have Thai food group.

First of all I did not get to see my secret boyfriend but I did get to hear his dulcet tones coming through the phone as he gave us directions to the Thai place we wanted to have dinner at. The Thai place was a good time...

We all asked for water but the waitress brought Amanda a Sprite. This was only funny because I swore that she had asked for a Sprite so I was laughing at her for a while as she drank the Sprite she did not want. Then she brings us our dinner and she brought me something that was not even close to what I ordered. So we sent it back but she literally fought with me about it first. Then when she brought us our check and to go boxes she dumped our fortune cookies on the ground, picked them up and threw them away and did not bring us any new ones. Sad sad day!

We did spend a little time at the party but after two or three "encounters" with Spencer we decided to once again splinter and we went downstairs to watch The Boy In The Stripped Pajamas. Before we left the party we did find this hat laying around the house after the party...

We are pretty hot don't lie to yourself.

BFFs, BFTs, and blessings... many blessings....

It often crosses my mind that Heavenly Father gives me the best friends just when I need them. Many people have one or two BFFs, maybe they live their whole life on the same street as their best friend. I have not had that opportunity. Sometimes distance, miscommunication, marriage or even death separate us for a little while. At different times in my life I have seemed to have the perfect friend around for whatever I was going through. A friend who had lost her dad when I lost my mom, a friend who was relaxed and laid back when I was high stress, a friend who had been there done that when I had my first boyfriend. Always exactly what I needed exactly when I needed it.

Anyway as I was driving home today reflecting, and thanking Heavenly Father for his blessings in the form of friends, I was struck with this thought... I call a handful of people my BFFs, but when I really love someone I call them family. I then thought about a conversation I had with friends a few months ago. We talked about BFFs and BFTs (best friends temporarily) I have had a few of those. But I have 9 for real, for eternity BFFs: Dad, Mom, Melane, Katy, Jake, Jarom, Logan, Madison, and Simon.

The very best times in my whole life have been spent with these people, I have the most fun with these people, I have survived the hardest times of my life, I rely on them to fix my life and my heart. I get to be with them forever and that is one of the greatest blessing I can imagine.

Everything's Amazing, Nobody's Happy

I could not stop laughing and I so totally agree. I needed this little pick me up so bad.

Dinner at Maddox

On Saturday I met up with my family at Maddox. While waiting for them to clear a room out for us I reminded my aunt Elaine of the time she told me to loose 5 pounds, she replied "Make it ten." So I asked her to give me a list of five things to do to fix my life. Here is her list:

1. Loose ten pounds
2. Stop hanging out
3. No more caffine

When Elaine couldn't finish the list dad finished it for her

4. Get your head cut in
5. Mind your own plate
(both of these are phrases my mom's family used often and my dad thinks they are hilarious)

There was a point in the conversation when I admitted that there was a guy I was attracted to and that sometimes I just wanted to jump him and take him to the cub scout closet. Aunt Lois said I should do it. She says it can't hurt anything and I may be surprised at the results. It apparently has the potential to fix my life faster than anything on Elaine's list. I suppose I should get started on this list right away. Ha ha except my crushes never last more than a few weeks at a time. Oh well.

Between getting to see my family, amazing shrimp steak and rolls with raspberry butter, and even better conversation... my night at Maddox was just the cure I needed for the gloomy way my month has started out.

P.S. Yes dad dinner at Maddox inspired my Pooh post. Man I seriously felt like I needed a larger size pants after that dinner but it was the best ever so thanks!

A walk in the park

Let's just say that taking my dogs for a walk in the park is well.... No walk in the park. But after having my client hit me repeatedly today I was in the mood for some time with just me and my dogs outside.

Mosely, my Corgi, Golden Retriever, Dachshund mix, had two speeds... Mach 5 and sniffing. This wasn't so bad when it was just her because I could change my speed to match hers and I could set my attention on making sure she didn't eat anyone else's poo. Now we have Noopie our poodle mix or scnoodle as many call it. He also has two speeds... Puffing and peeing. A walk with him is pretty predictable. It goes something like this: puff, puff, puff, mine (pee), puff, puff, mine, mine, mine, puff, puff, puff.

I end up getting yanked in both directions because Mosely is mach 5 pulling me forward and Noopie is peeing on everything in sight holding up the rest of the show. But either way it is good times and good exercise for my body, mind, and patience. Plus everyone thinks my dogs are cute... and watching them curled up together sleeping on the couch, completely tuckered out I'd have to agree.

No one says it better than Pooh