tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29043756007401464782024-02-07T09:39:34.952-07:00Red High Heels...Life In My Shoes!Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149049219817833140noreply@blogger.comBlogger56125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2904375600740146478.post-39741544400167868282010-09-20T12:09:00.003-06:002010-09-20T13:32:17.085-06:00sfebff = super fav ever best friend foreverA while ago, when I watched TV, the Today Show did a segment on women and the benefits of friendship. They talked about how women who have a best friend live longer and are healthier. Last week Ryleigh had to make a poster of the water cycle. She was so super excited to do this project with her best friend Kossian. We wrote a list of things they would need and sent them on a scavenger hunt to find things to use. They had such a good time doing the whole project.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0ih3VeVVaYJ6k4xkB3Q5Y94kEHkeVALs6Wywf9uypwNL1dILlSPtMuLq4bs0WnzMzSCS5lOuxyNXoHDycnHNrX_U6Mdrfeb2M1i84ehkNpmhss3cGZVAp3phng-H1ZgY8EHg9NQY-xMEl/s1600/watercycle+posters+001.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519060683138336898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0ih3VeVVaYJ6k4xkB3Q5Y94kEHkeVALs6Wywf9uypwNL1dILlSPtMuLq4bs0WnzMzSCS5lOuxyNXoHDycnHNrX_U6Mdrfeb2M1i84ehkNpmhss3cGZVAp3phng-H1ZgY8EHg9NQY-xMEl/s200/watercycle+posters+001.JPG" /></a> Watching them reminded me of the story on the Today Show and I started to think about the relationships I have in my life. It goes without saying that we marry our best friend but I think its healthy and normal to have a sfebff. Its nice to have someone to do all the things with that our husband cant or doesn't want to do. Like going to lunch and getting a pedi, or jean, purse and shoe shopping. Its nice to have someone to do yoga with and to listen to daily vents, ya know someone who understands girl talk. I don't care how old you are girl time is so very important. Just the other night my sister went out for girl time because her hubby was going out of town for a few days and needed to recharge before he left. My teenage girls need girl time everyday after school to unwind and discuss the events of the day. What boy said hi or who the new hottie is and my nine year old needs girl time at least one night every weekend. They stay up and giggle and do make overs and play pretend...we all need girl time. It makes us happy.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_ecSZyhWnz75F4wWXUyIX14_NhogIllzc_09CSL5JT5N2HxvxKdBJ1gDrkXfaS8pEdnW5lBRS_WORdi_NPhC4YBf-8uCEOIQJPN6XyAG1ODJ6X6eIKOidIZY4UhNfFA9T719god8Sq0To/s1600/first+day+of+school+and+by+bday+058.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519060675860074466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_ecSZyhWnz75F4wWXUyIX14_NhogIllzc_09CSL5JT5N2HxvxKdBJ1gDrkXfaS8pEdnW5lBRS_WORdi_NPhC4YBf-8uCEOIQJPN6XyAG1ODJ6X6eIKOidIZY4UhNfFA9T719god8Sq0To/s200/first+day+of+school+and+by+bday+058.JPG" /></a> I don't have any idea how I would have done the last two years without my sfebff. There have been many days and nights where I have cried and vented. Where she told me what I needed to hear not what I wanted to hear. I've learned so many things from her and am a better person because of her and the way she loves me. I don't think there is anything she wouldn't do for me and there isn't anything I can't ask her to do or tell her. <br /><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqlOwfIJRFG1T2u6B6LnsrvoKobCZ1GkD-gLpv_5SHDLAtdz5jx9s8wmsO_tNGvYN6LPmSSmMQi1CLrNaH8_AtKdIjVPCo4SVR7zpTKtUr5ScGXxpnGStiXJxwht-3t462-cGZNjZOg67U/s1600/first+day+of+school+and+by+bday+042.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519060660432230818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqlOwfIJRFG1T2u6B6LnsrvoKobCZ1GkD-gLpv_5SHDLAtdz5jx9s8wmsO_tNGvYN6LPmSSmMQi1CLrNaH8_AtKdIjVPCo4SVR7zpTKtUr5ScGXxpnGStiXJxwht-3t462-cGZNjZOg67U/s200/first+day+of+school+and+by+bday+042.JPG" /></a>I don't know of any rule that says who your sfebff has to be. I think your lucky if your sisters happen to be that for you. In fact I think you're pretty lucky if you have a sfebff. I think that God gave us our best friends to help us get through life. So, here's to girl time, sfebff's and getting through life!<br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149049219817833140noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2904375600740146478.post-61086677937202457232010-05-10T20:47:00.009-06:002010-05-10T21:41:26.500-06:00Mothers DayI love Mothers Day!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpu0BPqsjqLsJeWJFAvgW82QkBDdSdlWxCmxS_0KlFdIVO-414H2LPc2tF73g3SdZRH4CelR3TkxWKEXsQhX3UA9QGSrFnfQym0fdtMVSIC6_ORwwvyzZeDSmcSrJWwHwl6wbFA87GJt_x/s1600/mothers+day+2010+001.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469850143550477938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpu0BPqsjqLsJeWJFAvgW82QkBDdSdlWxCmxS_0KlFdIVO-414H2LPc2tF73g3SdZRH4CelR3TkxWKEXsQhX3UA9QGSrFnfQym0fdtMVSIC6_ORwwvyzZeDSmcSrJWwHwl6wbFA87GJt_x/s320/mothers+day+2010+001.JPG" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div><br /><br /></div><br /><div><br /> </div><div>My beautiful family<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipqK51ak0vHLEMWGB1iJG4NXMwhF5idlLu8av15bo_8FxTrXpDzGpRvLHzLcdxtKXnSCaU5mVo0TIto_zYEyVjjdli0Ta48F1UnCXoeHVdRSsGeR4Vwuiu2uicwkaDp7a8nZmN2DbxrnjO/s1600/mothers+day+2010+002.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469843248623758770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipqK51ak0vHLEMWGB1iJG4NXMwhF5idlLu8av15bo_8FxTrXpDzGpRvLHzLcdxtKXnSCaU5mVo0TIto_zYEyVjjdli0Ta48F1UnCXoeHVdRSsGeR4Vwuiu2uicwkaDp7a8nZmN2DbxrnjO/s320/mothers+day+2010+002.JPG" /></a><br /></div><br /><div><br /><br /></div><br /><div><br /><br /></div><br /><div><br /><br /></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div><br /><br /></div><div>Me and my mom<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD1zA5HZI91YBOST40aJMhTdILoZGqLF9pV9LS9F-cYb5BA6O4mAtJqBw7PSOXi265T95PBLwKDTAI4D4pvepfUQBYihfBUfQA-OgmKIKX_b1xCN7gGbSK9Zr30KW5ll0lIXIO3d5e4Qra/s1600/mothers+day+2010+008.JPG"></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469840924565008866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD1zA5HZI91YBOST40aJMhTdILoZGqLF9pV9LS9F-cYb5BA6O4mAtJqBw7PSOXi265T95PBLwKDTAI4D4pvepfUQBYihfBUfQA-OgmKIKX_b1xCN7gGbSK9Zr30KW5ll0lIXIO3d5e4Qra/s320/mothers+day+2010+008.JPG" /></a> Heather, me, my mom, Kimmie and Kat<br /><br /></div><div><div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpmq3xp5Y_nPMT_vIuEi2-xxnfUrqzCFPFGIhsRARGTo8AKKI7rPoX3Iielk6OaDj-EG8Xs-ENTWx_OEfbeG_rdULiYHZraG2a_yJxzxl3r_Fz3FIsDets3_T8cj4AZe-vU0Cc5yi4g00I/s1600/mothers+day+2010+016.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469839715219454290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpmq3xp5Y_nPMT_vIuEi2-xxnfUrqzCFPFGIhsRARGTo8AKKI7rPoX3Iielk6OaDj-EG8Xs-ENTWx_OEfbeG_rdULiYHZraG2a_yJxzxl3r_Fz3FIsDets3_T8cj4AZe-vU0Cc5yi4g00I/s320/mothers+day+2010+016.JPG" /></a> Me and my amazing kids!<br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149049219817833140noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2904375600740146478.post-80241078421650342422010-04-03T09:58:00.004-06:002010-04-03T11:01:20.910-06:00Vegas and a Book Report<div><div>Jsyk, the title of this post are in no way related. I didn't go to Vegas to do a book report. For a few weeks life was a little crazier than normal for me and a friend of mine. I had had a few doctor appointments and Jamie had been dealing with a few of her own things. Both of us were at a serious breaking point. After talking to Danny and Josh we decided we would go to Vegas for a girls weekend. We booked a room Monday night and left Friday morning. One of my favorite things happened Monday night at FHE. All eight children needed to be told the mommies were leaving. During FHE Josh and Danny told them how much the mommies do to help our families and even when get relaxing time we still have things we have to do and that we deserved real relaxing time. They then told them the plan for the weekend. It was so sweet. Jamie and I left with no real plan in mind, just to enjoy the weekend. When we got there we checked into our room and went to sleep. I don't even know what time we got up an went to dinner (We happened to find a sushi bar that was open 24 hours). While we were there we slept, shopped, walked the strip, ate when and if we wanted, and saw the Cirque show Mystere. It was a fab weekend. I'm so blessed to have a hubby that lets me be me, who takes care of me and wants me to be happy. I'm also blessed to have my SFEBFF to help me get through life. It was an incredibly fun and relaxing weekend. I'm thinking girls weekend needs to be a yearly event. If I thought it could happen every six months I totally would push for that!</div><br /><div>Each book report Carter has had to do this year has been different. Like last month it was a book report in a bag. This month it was to turn part of the book into a game. Carter read "Diary of a Wimmpy Kid". Carter absolutely loved reading this book. I loved when he would come up to me and read a part that he loved. He laughed so much as he read it, it made me laugh too! Carter came up with the idea to turn the haunted house part of the book into a his book report. He and Jamie came up with the layout and Carter and I came up with the game pieces. It was fun to help him and watch his idea come to reality. He said his class and teacher loved it, but more importantly to me, Carter loved it and it turned out the way he wanted!</div><div>Just one more book report for the year.....</div><div> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455954394958937218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2BIoA4HM4ySoFUnu2YIjrQII4oi7p7cig0woGMcAh-KCxvIIeOYmmNtghxmtYLdL83jWCTodIO_AagRpLqveayXPsKeBIoQjVyd5R4HbWExXSxZfcB5NaNWuI56GVU-87i3VaPeArZV-8/s320/carters+game+003.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455954390385303730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2gYMiFxvOgxVzYL3y89Jwqw8aujSiy2K_1JxMUM2Ud5xUktCA9S_Q46xUSuKTRCBZwHj_HyDy-4uL6S4H5ve8gxpgrWCyoIhofUtz6XYrpk5jcrjtHyPkrC5l5liEyh7lveICH0R_y2tB/s320/carters+game+002.JPG" /></div></div>Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149049219817833140noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2904375600740146478.post-61070964568520179582010-03-14T22:27:00.003-06:002010-03-14T23:05:46.911-06:00Hit Me With Your Best Shot!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiooQlDI4iUWw15NaztoQQoSmWd0Ux498BnCHXwt_hV_FvT50jV5JDpZLL9_C3dJFmL7LJSEDgSZGK2jNMadnmBTMSZtSTEP_wIVXaQnOAkUdeov2g5Daq5pvZHpfdk_g9WKWnAhTDnh9Wf/s1600-h/2010+306.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448721782528252770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiooQlDI4iUWw15NaztoQQoSmWd0Ux498BnCHXwt_hV_FvT50jV5JDpZLL9_C3dJFmL7LJSEDgSZGK2jNMadnmBTMSZtSTEP_wIVXaQnOAkUdeov2g5Daq5pvZHpfdk_g9WKWnAhTDnh9Wf/s320/2010+306.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4KCF7LTzkyTIZtR_FGdiCANkJrDRxFe1TIFi2L1veQ_fH_Zcu-L72Qm7vyHTh7qN0wAJy3qz2o03UIBjgb8Tp9SGhyphenhyphenmFCRJfcjIXESBDXZeZ88tqzJefBzpw9dmDEkdHfSdNAhZqAN0xP/s1600-h/2010+305.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448721770699635698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4KCF7LTzkyTIZtR_FGdiCANkJrDRxFe1TIFi2L1veQ_fH_Zcu-L72Qm7vyHTh7qN0wAJy3qz2o03UIBjgb8Tp9SGhyphenhyphenmFCRJfcjIXESBDXZeZ88tqzJefBzpw9dmDEkdHfSdNAhZqAN0xP/s320/2010+305.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjekFR7eKeACG8sCEVy1TXsYFy21Eu4oiT7UyQOPw4Wx4BKg5htuxnyiAhY83jrbumCiL7m04aDTamjack-QALRt6WXY0GyBS8KedFxjoLVDDiqSVHS79gQiuMWniAQrJZ_xAr4rakjs2Ue/s1600-h/2010+299.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448721765505821634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjekFR7eKeACG8sCEVy1TXsYFy21Eu4oiT7UyQOPw4Wx4BKg5htuxnyiAhY83jrbumCiL7m04aDTamjack-QALRt6WXY0GyBS8KedFxjoLVDDiqSVHS79gQiuMWniAQrJZ_xAr4rakjs2Ue/s320/2010+299.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4Ei_TUGl2kjxF6JpBKKTs6ox6YYHDmXBQZZOA2HYH0h3lfZ95an4UKDc7zj3oPIrrW23-0d9_LG291BlI2FoumUomHTjCUG73-ais3JemSUxeixqqXhFdomALR73sInwntgADHMO4hLIZ/s1600-h/2010+296.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448721749454748466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4Ei_TUGl2kjxF6JpBKKTs6ox6YYHDmXBQZZOA2HYH0h3lfZ95an4UKDc7zj3oPIrrW23-0d9_LG291BlI2FoumUomHTjCUG73-ais3JemSUxeixqqXhFdomALR73sInwntgADHMO4hLIZ/s320/2010+296.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUvxF092-D1K8-Ggl1MAw0x6AvHf0PTbVvV9FezRXpmB_q-SgqA62iMUHfvY-msz6Irw7C4g9Ny2dmTpinmZ9Cbi7uCsw7Zl2T8p6PBP8Go90y2hR1-nTj8wtLslFLNftYUQ-bIKjPRrUk/s1600-h/2010+295.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448721738054962770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUvxF092-D1K8-Ggl1MAw0x6AvHf0PTbVvV9FezRXpmB_q-SgqA62iMUHfvY-msz6Irw7C4g9Ny2dmTpinmZ9Cbi7uCsw7Zl2T8p6PBP8Go90y2hR1-nTj8wtLslFLNftYUQ-bIKjPRrUk/s320/2010+295.JPG" /></a><br /><div>Last night was so much fun! It was our stake lipsync. Each organization from each ward was asinged a decade and asked to perform. The young women were assinged the 80's. The yw secretary put together a collection of songs for the girls to choose from. After listening and much debate they decided on "Hit me with your best shot". The girls made up a dance and decided on guitars as their props. On saturday a few of them got together and added final details to their guitars and did hair. They also got dressed up in their version of 80's attire and even "pegged" their pants. The activity days girls also got into it by doing the chipetts version of "Single Ladies". Those of you who know Ryleigh and Kossian know they can be a bit shy. This is not the case when you give them a fab song, a microphone and put them on stage! WOW! can those two dance! They danced like they were the only ones in the room! Caitlin and Emma along with the other two yw from our ward did an amazing job as well. They were true rockstars! </div></div></div></div></div>Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149049219817833140noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2904375600740146478.post-23713755364557878612010-02-02T23:12:00.002-07:002010-02-02T23:23:44.412-07:00Difficult to PostIt's pretty difficult to post without a computer! Our computer came down with a virus and finally died in October. I have missed having a computer. I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">don't</span> think I realized just how much I needed it till it was gone. As many of you know the last year and a half have been extremely difficult for our family. We have been tested and tried to what feels like our breaking point. So purchasing another computer was <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">completely</span> out of the question. As usual we were rescued by our dearest of dearest friends this last week, who gave us their computer. I am so thankful to them for helping our family. Anyway, the point being is that without a computer I couldn't blog. This made me really sad because I love to blog and have missed it tremendously. So now that we have a working computer, you may just get sick of me! I have <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">allot</span> of catching up to do! Or maybe I will just pick up where we are now and forget the last little while....Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149049219817833140noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2904375600740146478.post-18912743086592634902009-10-20T22:00:00.003-06:002009-10-20T22:28:19.139-06:0015 YearsIt all started a little over 15 years ago when I decided to move to Salt Lake. I went to church with my grandma and aunt and in walked Danny. I happen to believe in love at first sight, at least in our case. I really do think I fell for him that very minute. After a few Sundays of flirting in Sunday school, we met at the drinking fountain and 5 weeks later we were engaged and 3 months after that on October 19, 1994 we were married. It sounds kinda cliche to say, but I love him more now then I did then. He is the first person I think of when I have to tell someone something. I get sad in the morning when he leaves for work and excited at 4:45 pm knowing he will walk in the door in 45 minutes. I love dating him and spending any moment I can with him. 15 years later I still get giddy and blush when he winks at me. I am so thankful for the life he has given me and for how me makes me feel. He loves me like they love in the movies. I am thankful for the last 15 years and am so excited about the next 15 and the 15 after that. Thanksgivings and backyard weddings, and at least 80, right D! I love you!<br /><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394903898634488322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsGZfpQ4RQAK9-PTRn_1dEvudHS68DZQrM0J90d0Tm-pIL89sTjQHstRCyNg6NP1PuxvWI3ZtyWbri6fUSolkvfUa2EbGloDtgAEhLaeBZQZbWJA_7sFLXLOLf36Ih37Hh7MZYEBhCVP3y/s320/danielandnichole+wedding001.jpg" /></p>Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149049219817833140noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2904375600740146478.post-42258671708631634322009-09-30T17:02:00.004-06:002009-09-30T17:22:33.989-06:00Does Hair Really Affect Behavior?The other day I was walking down the hall at school and this "teacher" (for lack of a better word, she isn't a teacher. I'm sure she has an official title w/a degree) stops me in the hall and tells me she has to share something with me about Carter. I'm always a bit nervous at this point. I'm never quite sure what Carter has done or said that has caused someone to start a convo with "I want to share something with you about Carter". Anyway she proceeded to tell me that Carter came up to her in the hall, called her by name, stuck out his hand to shake hers and asked her how she was. I was so excited by this. I thought, "he really is a good boy". Then she says to me "He is like a new boy. He wasn't his normal loud self. He was very polite with good manners. It's like you cut off all his hair and he is a new person". I wanted to slap her! Really, did she just say those things to me? I was so floored I didn't know WTH to say to her. In fact I'm not sure what my response was. Let's hope it was up to her expectations. Anyway, I loved Carter's hair long, it fit him. I thought it looked really good on him. My mom always said that you behave according to how you are dressed. If you have on jeans then you wont be as reverent as you would be if you had on a dress. Does that apply to hair as well? It may very well. I did notice this last Saturday as I watched Carter play soccer that he doesn't seem to be as into the game as he was with his long hair. In fact he may have regressed to a toddler. He was playing goalie and since all the action was at the other end of the field he decided to play in the dirt. Maybe it's time to grow his hair out again. That way I can be the mom of the unmanageable son and just so I can irritate others who think boys should look like missionaries. FTR, I think missionary haircuts are totally appropriate for missionaries. Hair doesn't determine what kind of person you are!Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149049219817833140noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2904375600740146478.post-66187275396141161112009-09-04T11:43:00.007-06:002009-09-11T15:18:40.952-06:00Happy Birthday To Me!I have NEVER been a fan of the idea of a surprise party being thrown in my honor. I don't like being the center of attention. The thought of a bunch of people staring and focusing on me makes me a bit uneasy...okay allot uneasy. I have this bff who is the most thoughtful, selfless person. For weeks she had been teasing me about throwing a party for my bday and I just didn't believe her because we had the whole surprise party convo and she knew I wouldn't LOVE it, but she did it anyway! The night before my bday we went to Texas Road House for dinner and when we walked in there were my closest friends and their hubby's. I <em><strong>think</strong> </em>I handled it graciously and honestly I was really surprised. Danny had been in on it and so had Emma (Emma even managed to get her my camera without me knowing). They did a great job of not letting on that they knew. Rachel gave me the funniest gift of enemas, granny panties, denture cream, ya know old lady stuff. It was funny! But Rach, just wait, you will turn 35 someday too! We had allot of fun and laughed tons! It was a FAB evening!<br />Here's the thing, Heavenly Father has blessed me with the most amazing friends. I truly believe that He has given them to me for many reasons. I'm so thankful to have them in my life and don't know what I would do without them. There are so many other details about this party I could share with you, but they don't mean as much to everyone else as they do to me and I get pretty emotional when I think of them. It was definatly one of my fav bdays and one I wont forget. Thanks Jamie, I love you!<br /><br /><div><embed src="http://widget-17.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&il=1&channel=2882303761543832599&site=widget-17.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"></embed><div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=2882303761543832599&map=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-17.slide.com/p1/2882303761543832599/bb_t005_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=2882303761543832599&map=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-17.slide.com/p2/2882303761543832599/bb_t005_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2882303761543832599&amp;map=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-17.slide.com/m/2882303761543832599/bb_t005_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide9_1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=2882303761543832599&map=F" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-17.slide.com/p4/2882303761543832599/bb_t005_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a></div></div>Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149049219817833140noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2904375600740146478.post-13931555387034931262009-08-24T17:26:00.007-06:002009-08-24T18:30:44.239-06:00Is It Really Over?This last week was a bit hard for me. It was our last week of summer. Usually the week before school starts we start "school hours". I have the kids start their nightly school routine. I had good intentions which lasted about two nights...who am I kidding it only lasted one night. I decided they were going to enjoy the "last week of freedom" (as my kids put it). So we spent more time at the pool, stayed up late playing night games, had movie night outside, played rock band w/friends till midnight and slept in til 10 most mornings which is ok, kids adjust quickly. I think I've put summer away although I'm pouting and can't accept the reality that it's over. We have had a pretty fab summer, uneventful and relaxing. <div><br /></div><div>The pool towels are washed and put in the big ugly bag which is also put away, swimming suits are being soaked and washed and the sunscreen is all gone. So now it's time for homework, reading, schedules, soccer, dance and curfews (And that's not for the kids. It's actually for me! Who at 34ish has a curfew?). As much as I enjoy denial, I can't deny that summer is gone for another year. I'll try to keep my pouting short, but I'm not making ANY promises!</div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 135px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373687342534284178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihHn7ap-xLo-TMaQvl7Uk_bnNpp9iUK66NfmzwN_E7cw-2ciYzjWd894O-bF1YffJAcC1c7T1h93eu2kLArztJJPhi0KHJpEqRPUAXKPsiGDctaTmPASQfU4bHSi8o2rJtZUXn5OhNVAhq/s200/kossian+pics+064.JPG" /><br />*I tried to post more pics, but the computer froze!Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149049219817833140noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2904375600740146478.post-61250605471466837702009-08-10T21:04:00.002-06:002009-08-10T21:26:31.302-06:00I Actually Kinda Love ItTonight was one of those rare nights where we didn't have a thing to do or place to be. Kinda nice. I found myself wasting time on the computer "shopping", facebook . Then the funniest thing happened. Caitlin, Emma and a few of their friends came running down the stairs screaming "Hurry hurry he's going to be on next". The Teen Choice Awards were on and "Jacob" was next to present an award. OH MY HECK those girls went CRAZY when they saw him. There were squeals and screams and oohhhs and aaahhs. Danny just about had a come apart. I had to remind him they are teenage girls. While I was on the computer I happened to hear the name Hugh Jackman. That was all it took, I turned off the computer and ran into the family room and squeezed my way onto the couch. When he came on stage I was screaming and squealing like my 12 and 13 year old daughters. Just a note, I wasn't the only one screaming, Caitlin and Emma were too! The part I did insist on was that everyone remain quiet while he talked...oohh that accent! My point in sharing this embarrassing detail is that I actually kinda liked the whole thing. It was fun to watch my girls get so excited over teen things. I always thought I wouldn't "LOVE" the teenage things, but so far- and I know I'm not that far into it- it's kinda fun. I love to watch them get ready to "hang out" w/ their friends, to shop with them, to listen to them because they actually tell me details. I love that at almost 35, they think I'm cool. They always want to wear my jewelry and listen to my ipod. I love that we like the same books and movies, it's cool to share those things with them. I hope it stays like this and it may, right?Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149049219817833140noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2904375600740146478.post-8955217437130803852009-07-22T19:52:00.003-06:002009-07-22T20:04:33.572-06:00Do you share?I'm not quite sure why it takes a major life crisis for me to get "Mental Ambition" (<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">that's</span> when I get lots of great ideas and the drive to do them and then think oh yeah right... and then all the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">ambition</span> I have is to sit at the pool). Anyway, I've had this <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">emense</span> craving lately for really good salsa and chips, the store bought stuff just doesn't cut it. We planted <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">tomatoes</span> and green peppers in our garden this year so I was thinking I would make my own salsa. I know people can be funny when it comes to sharing SOME recipes. Like me for example, my grandma makes amazing (to me) chili sauce. I've given that recipe to 3 people. My sisters wont give it to anyone, it's kinda our little secret. I know <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">allot</span> of families who have <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">recipes</span> they wont share and I TOTALLY get it! So, I'm in search of a fabulous homemade salsa that I can bottle. If your willing to share I would love it and maybe by September when it's bottling/canning season I will have more then "Mental Ambition"!Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149049219817833140noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2904375600740146478.post-77067874595771727072009-07-14T18:04:00.004-06:002009-07-14T18:12:36.689-06:00Playdoh into Cookies!Today Camie and I were sitting on the couch chatting and Ryleigh and Ella were in the kitchen playing playdoh. They had been making us all kinds of amazing, yummy treats. All of a sudden from the kitchen comes Ella's sweet giggle. Then those two sweet girls came in and handed each of us a stack of Grasshopper cookies and told us they were magic and turned their playdoh into cookies for us! They are SO in tune with what their mothers need and love! I love those two giggly girls and their imaginations!Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149049219817833140noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2904375600740146478.post-47245163823857540992009-07-10T10:26:00.004-06:002009-07-10T10:40:35.444-06:00Luck vs. Blessings?I don't always believe in luck, I choose to believe in blessings. Our computer, as you know, has been very sensitive lately. I can pay bills, surf and shop online and Danny can even play XBOX live. But when it comes to blogging or FaceBook it freezes after 10 min or so. I'm not sure that praying for the computer to work long enough for me to blog is a righteous desire, so I've crossed my fingers, toes and legs. And here I am!<br /><br />The last month has been really busy and fun. I have had so many things I wanted to blog about but haven't wanted to get frustrated with the computer, because frustration leads to cranky mom and NOBODY likes cranky mom! I'm hoping to post pics soon of all our adventures from finishing the kitchen to layin by the pool. So until then I'll keep my fingers crossed for luck and be thankful for my blessings!Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149049219817833140noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2904375600740146478.post-90437916123426108062009-06-09T16:22:00.005-06:002009-06-09T16:31:07.571-06:00Check out Emma's Birthday postI just published Emma's birthday post. Because it was in the edit phase and then I posted it, it wont be my latest post, it posts according to the original date...make sence, cause it sounds funny to me. Anyway, you can find it just after my "Computers..." post. May was such a crazy, frustrating month that I'm thinkin I wont be posting a "May in Review". I'm not so sure I can even remember much of what happened. <br /><br />Thanks for reading!Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149049219817833140noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2904375600740146478.post-57364282622572162562009-06-05T15:12:00.002-06:002009-06-05T15:18:05.047-06:00Computers......Are great when they work and suck when they don't. Recently our computer came down with a virus. For the last 2 weeks Danny has been doing everything he can think of to make it better. We bought the spyware, did a defrag, fixed the cookies and cakes...you name it Danny has tried it. Everytime we try to down load pics it freezes. After 15 min of surfing or being on fb it freezes. I haven't been able to blogg because it freezes. I feel awful because Emma and Carter have both had birthdays and I haven't been able to post a slideshow for them. Today Danny and I decided to erase the whole computer and start over. We will see how that works. If you have any suggestions on what could be the problem with this piece of ...technology, please let us know. So untill we get this fixed...I guess I'm on a blogging break.Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149049219817833140noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2904375600740146478.post-79419894181751812252009-06-01T13:18:00.007-06:002009-06-09T16:20:47.682-06:00Happy Birthday Emma!<div>Because our computer/Internet is such a fab piece of technology, a slide show of Emma is just not possible. I have been able to post a few pics of her before the computer froze. Hope you enjoy them as much as we have. </div><div><br /> </div><div><div><div>Emma turned 12 on May 18th. As I was putting the pics together for her slide show I was pretty emotional. It feels like she was born so long ago, but at the same time it feels like yesterday. Where does the time go...12 years has gone so fast. Emma was born with tons of black hair that stood up about 2 inches on her head, for months we couldn't get it to lay down. Emma is very in tune with others feelings. She can sense when someone is sad or upset and is always the first to comfort them. She is extremely loyal, all the way from her family and friends to what she believes. Emma has always been our little actress. She loves to make people laugh and entertain. With the help of her sisters and cousins, when she was little, she would always put on dress up and produce a "show" for Danny, Jared, Misty and I to watch. As I watch Emma grow, I am so proud at how true she stays to herself and what she stands for. She is an incredible person. I love you Emma! Happy Birthday!<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>A few of Emma's loves:<br /></div><div>*Reading<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>*Movies: Emma is a movie expert like her dad!</div><div><br /></div><div>*Baking<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>*Going to the pool: like her mom</div><div><br /></div><div>*Music<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>*Her family<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>*Hangin out w/ Caitlin<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>*The Gospel<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>*Camping<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>*Drama/acting<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>*Animals</div><div><br /><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345444805274695538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoiudaS4jdKHboTQs_6EdkH3Ise5HprR_GKfEph08alRZey3KCuwAqRFjmEq1ndguj5mufZuJ5A9cv_hHktDYD6fkOY3olFc5d5fWDULXjewibBk2yJKfQTkdqj5qjyjKbd-TytcGSs0TP/s200/Emma's+b-day+slidshow+2009001+-+Copy.jpg" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345444818653715810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKnUt1pNc7cMyt6xpVD1rgUoIezovLChlp_DLXTag46MzPoxPNu-jaWoKQFGSbBhy0GzKwTfWLtJ0gfclMQmwNTuSsU-26uDEfwWFyTE7nyumEzJ9nielg0z8BHTivfmoMsO-3pHCmvbQ9/s200/Emma's+b-day+slidshow+2009011+-+Copy.jpg" border="0" /></div></div>Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149049219817833140noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2904375600740146478.post-11255910379990295172009-05-14T05:19:00.005-06:002009-05-14T06:21:21.132-06:004th Grade = County ReportIn 4th grade at our school students study the state of Utah and then end the year with a report on a county in Utah. When Emma was in 4th grade her county was Sevier county, which just happens to be the county where Betty was raised (pays to be friends w/the teacher). We decided that this required a "road trip". Betty came with us and gave us the grand tour. We took lots of pics of Emma and grandma at important places in Sevier county. This year Carter is in 4th grade and he got Utah county, home of BYU, the Startup Candy Co., again pays to be friends with the teacher! Danny and I spent what we thought was enough time researching places in Utah county to visit, we had our day planned down to the hour. We hit this really cool museum in Fairfield. It's called the Stagecoach Museum. It's an old Inn and old commissary building dating back to the "Utah Conflict" and was a pony express stop. Our family loves to visit places like this so we all had allot of fun. After that we headed to BYU, stopped at the creamery...too busy, then to the "B" museum...couldn't find it and BYU police were of little help. Then to the Startup Candy Co. ...closed, only open M-Th from noon -2. After that we went to the historical Utah county Court house...closed on Saturdays. Our final stop was to Utah Lake...no sign for us to take a pic by and the day use fee was $9, not payin that for a pic by the lake. So, what we thought was a well planned trip turned out to be a typical "road trip" (those who know, know what I mean) a few problems but lots of laughs, good music, fun memories and McDonald's on the way with some great pics and info for Carter's report. Since we didn't come up with the idea of hands on research when Caitlin was in 4th grade, we told her we would do a road trip to her county soon. Anyone know what's in Duschane County?<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335652937506962898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3vmodKGvYkOqy6216FjbhrcsQVkL8vraK_bEL5hZc-8TX6xr_HZ-1sgi3H_GkaDtffmdAY93No78nBVdC5mnZ3h3YJ8dzRGh1EXDY8DEwz3n3CmQLoR2FM7eC_IptJAQaSPjAbjMEVd_p/s200/Stuff%239+005.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335652943986853154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh29zon8iQhjfODgCC4Zu7RI82rP15OY_ttv-y_8KY68TX_BkxI69EH8bIYtfRxjGeIMmJD02-d6On85fb7CYSBVNUYM4UunFeBx8ZQGWztRhBpOeFNnTPiUh3_H3mRB3N5ut1_XYGTyFPM/s200/Stuff%239+056.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335652944650705234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFJ1bVJJXUBpaVqERpOpH9MHcC5JbIbdl5b8ntHHFofU11WnHp8cc73fOLDA6_23XhZT8usMGh_Klm6W12JoOlmwZq_ImdcFqFCvEdxXVTpgHb4AWXf38rFeIYTNkp_NzkR_yFYbJpEtNF/s200/Stuff%239+058.JPG" border="0" />Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149049219817833140noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2904375600740146478.post-63117710632962584072009-04-30T16:58:00.008-06:002009-04-30T17:51:58.825-06:00Not Too Exciting, But Not Too Boring!<strong>*Family Movie Night. </strong>This month we watched "Bedtime Stories" We all laughed like crazy. It's a really good family movie (there aren't many of those anymore). This time the junk on the table = dinner for my family. Oh well, I can't be "perfect" ALL the time!<br /><br /><div><div><div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330624171800292818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIYfgFOGQfN6S0CZQeMKHdGMyn_t4kq3c2CKit__4SlIz3hX22DBNM9OAL2qtiAH1aUvgPvevxapTi0pHbSx3xOQuGiqE-EwSSF__bRl9W9VxDQOIB_k4yJhVB3NbU1Imd2lSME_jt2jDa/s200/March+2009+%26+misc+134.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330624165391472754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwLFSgDLkAYDqmNcc61YloLGJzqPAAbClNhcNNQ3dLzk1j1Zt1FBhTpmmqGmOwZyR4iDEnxbwGKh081nsRToeGHeOJUq5wbGJQYoN9LiH_HLdm6Nx0TORdiAgB-dmkZMSVU_qSLT1EEePp/s200/March+2009+%26+misc+135.JPG" border="0" /></div><div><strong>*Easter.</strong> See slide show</div><div></div><div><strong>*FHE at the park</strong> (aka Oquirrh Hills Elem. playground).<br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv43uTdb8TR85iFvo7anDk_ShoSYbNmZduli4nD8fForQewn3bMwcsoqWh2wExZKYwdsf7LuvWLJZ-PW5GYyS0uO2M0TjkiQNhY6gOrK9-5iomr8qYC5Z4uJ3g7bo6P_zPgJUDVFae96cr/s1600-h/April+2009+005.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330624179082676354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv43uTdb8TR85iFvo7anDk_ShoSYbNmZduli4nD8fForQewn3bMwcsoqWh2wExZKYwdsf7LuvWLJZ-PW5GYyS0uO2M0TjkiQNhY6gOrK9-5iomr8qYC5Z4uJ3g7bo6P_zPgJUDVFae96cr/s200/April+2009+005.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR3Wm0AYSTaBNycngjh9_u3LU9yDU77j-IH_fJIrr0ccrD9u0s3zNszQkPWD9FYFXCfZsszJt5ZlevrkB4FrPIIcv8AtTdbblu4WpQy20DlMWcyCT6iQQB0Bq16QmVe3h_lpPBdTTdg5-6/s1600-h/April+2009+007.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330624174157492866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR3Wm0AYSTaBNycngjh9_u3LU9yDU77j-IH_fJIrr0ccrD9u0s3zNszQkPWD9FYFXCfZsszJt5ZlevrkB4FrPIIcv8AtTdbblu4WpQy20DlMWcyCT6iQQB0Bq16QmVe3h_lpPBdTTdg5-6/s200/April+2009+007.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYvheel2BYORi_zrm2AWIzYLwXzS3LmaMiH8UNEQ6eCbKbbc1TlLvqOQvqvkxkOhH6pnBgOz0iWCNXNK-b9Viovq9cqsIg-lTb0VYl38nK99jCmlNKTiMB6KcNOGFCT5FjwPiW5taQ3eD_/s1600-h/April+2009+002.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330624172915297522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYvheel2BYORi_zrm2AWIzYLwXzS3LmaMiH8UNEQ6eCbKbbc1TlLvqOQvqvkxkOhH6pnBgOz0iWCNXNK-b9Viovq9cqsIg-lTb0VYl38nK99jCmlNKTiMB6KcNOGFCT5FjwPiW5taQ3eD_/s200/April+2009+002.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div><strong>*Soccer season began.</strong> Carter loves to play soccer. He is so fast and full of energy. We have the greatest team/coach. All but maybe 4 kids are in our ward and so is the coach. He has been Carter's coach the last 4 seasons. He does such a good job at making sure each player gets equal playing time. Carter really has fun. I love watching him play, especially when it's NOT raining.</div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330626398600017394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghZuAuGYmvxUILFqQXIbqIdJSATWgiTMnzFP9P4pyPMlKF8Hnxp5wxG55ZUgqhnAcqxg99LmQD3kO0hT2WDc8rR1SVOh4w-JBVbFtzbjUTKZhSXIeJtpmxYWnPNwFBxB1-1wGrIfWBwsq6/s200/April+2009+013.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330626403361078530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWP8bbRdc0DPfMi2-fMeQqPBANvfKbjTH0dub5AePL3yIVUYKQRd6yPTuI5OHPXWxFbEyI1mgHuR3Fi2A_QKvSKO0h4K_Q3twz8y1k14kJHPJcQE_bQc6Skhi4974NHMbcjhoKQVDBH9lt/s200/April+2009+015.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div><strong>*Temple Night.</strong> Thursdays continue to be our temple night. Caitlin has made it a goal to hold a temple recommend so she can do baptisms for the dead. Caitlin and her friend Anneliese came with us one Thursday and did baptisms while Danny and I did initiatory. It was such a great feeling to know that I was in the temple with my husband and daughter at the same time doing the Lord's work. I can't wait till May when Emma gets to join us.</div><div></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330626411534814450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnlp6IMxO9IZWzHWdYkBr3ntoua5Gm6cqmPSk8OSwTAi0CrGB-QPeVFsLv-ibk-zr83qg5CPP7u6H0QtWWmJGQF2ugZ1dk4aYK-BvVbq0AXM8tg_kzX64Y9-p3xwlFXAPH3blM2M1Vyakf/s200/April+2009+018.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330626408931943234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht7poYnOmlqU6TmUHOcHXA2sfz0reycc0fvnEYjgUI0SCFKdP6vxoOCCB3-Flk3vf-W6qJcFEexlirFXQM_PIQd7ZPxHA_OUcLGVmgE4KBOXme3h8VBxQatcd_Vt3LnqJtsKKCLKjW_H3B/s200/April+2009+016.JPG" border="0" /><br /><strong>* Surgery, AGAIN!</strong> Danny had surgery again. Hopefully this will be the last one. Dr. Price said he gave Danny the "Cadillac" surgery (I'm sure we will pay for it too)! Danny is doing well and thinks he is well enough to go to the midnight showing of "Wolverine" tonight. Good thing you can't drive when on narcotics! <strong>Thanks so much</strong> to all those who have helped us this week by sitting at the hospital with me, eating dinner w/me at the hospital so I didn't have to eat alone, by bringing dinners (they were really DELISH), watching kids, giving blessings, praying for and calling to check on Danny. Please keep praying for our family, we need them more then you know right now.</div><div></div><div><strong></strong></div><div><strong>*That's pretty much it.</strong> Not too exciting but not too boring either. No fancy, fun filled vacations for this family, but we are excited to hear about and see pics of every ones travels. We are glad that great grandma Beth arrived in SL safely and are anxious to see her and be an active part in her life again. Oh, one more thing, less then a month till pool time...I hope it warms up!<br /></div><div><strong>P.S.</strong> Let's take Pres. Obama's advice and "wash our hands", I don't want anybody to get the "Swine flu"! <strong>Little joke:</strong> Someone said that a black man would be president when pigs fly. Sure enough, 100 days in office and we have "Swine Flu"! (Someone on Facebook)</div><div><br /><div><div><div> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149049219817833140noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2904375600740146478.post-29264700963514315812009-04-25T15:45:00.003-06:002009-04-25T15:56:17.600-06:0030 Days and Counting!As we were driving to soccer this morning, I noticed on the marquee at KOPFC it said that the out door lap pool was open. I got a little giddy as this next thought came to me. I then realized that today is the 25th of April so that means that there are 30 days till the outdoor pool opens! It opens on Memorial Day weekend. I am so dang excited I can almost smell the tanning oil and lemonade. It's now officially time to find a bathing suit!Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149049219817833140noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2904375600740146478.post-24514730760275426702009-04-12T21:13:00.005-06:002009-04-13T11:25:27.042-06:00Easter!This year Easter was a 2 day event. As tradition goes, we went to the Kearns Easter egg hunt Saturday morning. This year the "group" that attends with us was smaller then usual. The Hayford crew came and so did the Gunther clan. The kids had a great time. I love that we live in a town that has an annual egg hunt. Kearns is really great at celebrating "events". Betty decided to have an Easter lunch on Saturday this year. We had lunch and then the kids were dying to go "hunt", so the dads went and hid eggs and candy. This year George and his kids were there. It was really good to see them. Rachel and Ryleigh hit it off instantly. They were so excited when they found out they are only a day apart in age. On the way home Ryleigh told us she was so happy to see Rachel and to catch up on the 8 years they haven't been together, hum...kinda makes ya think about heaven a bit. Then Saturday night my family came over to dye eggs. We had so much fun picking and naming our eggs for the rolling contest. (Its a game we have played for years. We all pick an egg and then take turns rolling them at another egg. Whose ever cracks is eliminated. We keep rolling till one egg is left unscathed.) Sunday we came home from church to find that the Easter bunny had payed the kids a visit. Then I needed a nap! My family came over for dinner and of course an egg hunt. The kids surprised me. We let them do the egg hunt before dinner and they didn't even argue when they had to eat dinner before they could eat any candy. The food was Divine! I ate so much I was uncomfortable! Then we had the rolling contest. It was down to the "hot Mama" (me) and the "sexy mama" (Kat). Matthew has held the title for the last 4 years, so I really wanted to win. It took 2 rolls and then "sexy mama" won! Matthew was glad it stayed in his family. Next year the show down will be between the winner and the first place looser! 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This is something Danny and I have done with our kids for a long time, especially in December and rainy friday/saturday nights. My parents came up w/ the idea of doing it once a month with my whole family. The first "FMN" we watched Australia. Fab movie. We filled the coffe table w/ junk, sat back and enjoyed being together. I love traditions! "I'll sing you to me..."<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHMDIUWJ790OYMdDH8oLEEr6uQpREXvNF9-hJAdl4b9NEL2VTClXXkvmk1hKGSW43NtlrmASwClOJu0qJOX2Pdn3EzTUHrUQ_yC1EuayZAfGMz3njMelHiwmQc4A7xXzMe8qYSnPbSUVXr/s1600-h/March+2009+%26+misc+080.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321068122315401986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHMDIUWJ790OYMdDH8oLEEr6uQpREXvNF9-hJAdl4b9NEL2VTClXXkvmk1hKGSW43NtlrmASwClOJu0qJOX2Pdn3EzTUHrUQ_yC1EuayZAfGMz3njMelHiwmQc4A7xXzMe8qYSnPbSUVXr/s200/March+2009+%26+misc+080.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw7zq09bo6Xaw75B2Btgpu1iEgbD4ynXaY-YC_QJMNYBh7i7C7PDNarzaKfGQV8WQISt110-m-gqCynmrOt1zLTu3jgugTAq62dSIzx4THZtk6c0lHpF0mHtno56wNenZOKYP1h7NHBWAP/s1600-h/March+2009+%26+misc+079.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321068128360921602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw7zq09bo6Xaw75B2Btgpu1iEgbD4ynXaY-YC_QJMNYBh7i7C7PDNarzaKfGQV8WQISt110-m-gqCynmrOt1zLTu3jgugTAq62dSIzx4THZtk6c0lHpF0mHtno56wNenZOKYP1h7NHBWAP/s200/March+2009+%26+misc+079.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><div><div><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>*Temple Night! Danny and I have made Thursday our Temple night. We made it all four times this month. Thursday is my fav night of the week. If anyone wants to go w/us we try to leave by 5:15...</div><br /><div>*GNO! Loved girls night out! Can't wait for Aprils GNO.</div><br /><div>*Started the kitchen! UGH, what have we done?!!</div><br /><div>*Twilight movie night! A few of us got together at Jamies to watch twilight. We met at 9pm after we helped our hubby's put kids to bed. I think we talked threw most of it, commenting on parts and giggling at parts. When it was over we sat and talked for a long time. I didn't get home till 1:20 in the morning. </div><br /><br /><div>*The Zoo! On the only warm saturday in March Jamie and I took the kids to the zoo. I haven't been to the zoo in 5 years. It has changed so much. Carter didn't want to go so he stayed home w/ Danny. It was alot of fun! After the zoo we roasted hot dogs and mallows. Jamie and Josh were such good sports since they aren't hot dog fans. The kids played and jumped and by the end of the night were super tired. We all had a blast!</div><div></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzFZgaqeKFPpP-gOYFJTt89hZVGc_2c2pzB3uUNRHivMU-fdpMhBEfdu5-zCyQDunHCnbIt7vOQGdcuzF7sy9bkFLZgP2GMqsW6nHNcyWlxxcKaj8zQP8qsilU5ojylyH7Lk6FWzSEwmJr/s1600-h/March+2009+%26+misc+084.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321068148706830594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzFZgaqeKFPpP-gOYFJTt89hZVGc_2c2pzB3uUNRHivMU-fdpMhBEfdu5-zCyQDunHCnbIt7vOQGdcuzF7sy9bkFLZgP2GMqsW6nHNcyWlxxcKaj8zQP8qsilU5ojylyH7Lk6FWzSEwmJr/s200/March+2009+%26+misc+084.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsNl4IZ6pzY4_BmteQC0jdJPWzQtOV_UDVpDnreKWwoU2A9tqICq0_CH61p2WkYcTvXhZ2H-GjAmJZd8Gbg89cWbu8PQpduz2gEW19L3yykNAEFCB3Rp-Uo3TDi5Hx1c0VJDLTRiXcC2c4/s1600-h/March+2009+%26+misc+101.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321068136130484370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsNl4IZ6pzY4_BmteQC0jdJPWzQtOV_UDVpDnreKWwoU2A9tqICq0_CH61p2WkYcTvXhZ2H-GjAmJZd8Gbg89cWbu8PQpduz2gEW19L3yykNAEFCB3Rp-Uo3TDi5Hx1c0VJDLTRiXcC2c4/s200/March+2009+%26+misc+101.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHpC2PoZE3MQJqhLkuBhnyI8dVzWE4UITrUe6oZW-IgIllyRaYjGhSdZpVGwjQd_BTwY17KotQ32hKu4SqZ6BHIdCJrsVkNB_dwTO4KLpraex7aQemHm8vEMeP_0kCR48OMwwI1G6iDq2P/s1600-h/March+2009+%26+misc+107.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321068142443511682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHpC2PoZE3MQJqhLkuBhnyI8dVzWE4UITrUe6oZW-IgIllyRaYjGhSdZpVGwjQd_BTwY17KotQ32hKu4SqZ6BHIdCJrsVkNB_dwTO4KLpraex7aQemHm8vEMeP_0kCR48OMwwI1G6iDq2P/s200/March+2009+%26+misc+107.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>*A Sisters/Mom day! Heather came up, mom came over and we had lunch (Kat was in New Mexico for a funeral). Heather and Kimberlee made jammie pants. Mom and I watched and talked. I painted a little, it was great. We haven't done that in awhile. It was nice to spend time w/ them.</div><br /><div>*Caitlin made Dance Company! </div><br /><div>*Danny went to Denver.</div><br /><div>*Nobody threw up this month! Yes!</div><div></div><div>*I really hate snow! </div><div></div><div>*FHE at #5's! Misty made Navajo Tacos and they were delsih! The lesson was great too!</div><div></div><div>*Did I mention I am really tired of the snow? Only 2 1/2 months till pool time...I hope!<br /></div><div></div></div></div></div>Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149049219817833140noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2904375600740146478.post-15667079005892841392009-03-20T13:05:00.003-06:002009-03-20T13:13:53.531-06:00SHE MADE IT!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6EkfAmg4BADaEDpEOfmm4HxkPvkI9uPEmRygN0TWyMzFZcttbdqGoAaZAEaA-vy6-YzYkZaCU2gV2v4586DCrS0fp6FdBYO06GvjR0dV66Ug0yqACveIB3476cn-nE4pu8CDjKJZjSuK_/s1600-h/Caitlin030.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315348377635303154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6EkfAmg4BADaEDpEOfmm4HxkPvkI9uPEmRygN0TWyMzFZcttbdqGoAaZAEaA-vy6-YzYkZaCU2gV2v4586DCrS0fp6FdBYO06GvjR0dV66Ug0yqACveIB3476cn-nE4pu8CDjKJZjSuK_/s320/Caitlin030.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Caitlin tried out for the Kearns Jr. High dance company and SHE MADE IT! <br /><br />I'm so proud of her and all the hard work she put into clinics this week. Jr. high has been a great experience for Caitlin so far. She has great grades and a fabulous G.P.A. not to mention really good friends. <br /><br />Caitlin has had allot of special people in her life who have helped develop her love of dance. A special thanks to Sarah her dance teacher who taught her that dancing is like dreaming with your feet. Thanks to Aspen and Megan who helped her choreograph her dance. <br /><br />Caitlin, Your dad and I are so proud of you. We knew you could do it! Keep up the hard work. You're gonna ROCK!Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149049219817833140noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2904375600740146478.post-74752813597962159842009-03-16T16:41:00.002-06:002009-03-16T17:09:01.035-06:00GNO = Girls Night Out!Friends are so great. I have my BFFs. The friends I go to lunch with, shop with, talk on the phone for hours with, sit on the couch and talk and giggle with, who know my deepest secrets, who I can be myself with and not worry about being judged. Danny refers to these friends as the ones I knew in heaven. I love to be with them! They are my comfort zone. I have other friends too, and I love to talk to them and have them in my life. I don't like to go out of my comfort zone. I tend to stay in the box. So, with all that said, Friday night I went out for the first time with a bunch of friends that I've never been out with. Let me tell ya, I had a blast! We went to dinner at Zupas, which I think is a fab place. We sat at the restaurant for hours, just giggling and sharing embarrassing moments, we talked about serious stuff, it was great! Then we went to a movie. The silliness followed us to the movies. We were laughing as the previews started and into the movie. When the movie was over we started giggling again. I couldn't tell ya the last time I laughed that hard. It was great! I didn't get home till after midnight! I'm so glad I went out of my comfort zone and strengthened friendships and started new ones. I can't wait for next months GNO!Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149049219817833140noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2904375600740146478.post-43581639810544083482009-03-03T16:11:00.006-07:002009-03-03T18:47:38.810-07:00February Review! Warning...Long Post!February was full of fun things, I think. It started off with our traditional "Super Bowl" party at Lonni and Carl's which was fun and yummy. Then Danny left for a 10day business trip to Denver. The day he was to come home his flight got delayed 4 times. He finally landed around 8:30 pm. While we were waiting in the airport Ryleigh decides she needs to puke! As I'm carrying her to a trash can some spills out of my hands and hits the floor. Some sweet old men directed me to a restroom, while we were on our way to the restroom someone slips in Ry's puke! When we got in a stall I notice it's all over her shirt. Who carries a change of clothes for an 8 year old?! So what was I to do? I took off her shirt put it in the trash, took off my shirt, put it on her, put on my coat, zipped it up and off we went to wait for Danny to get off the plane! The next day happened to be "Love Day". Danny and I went to lunch with Camie and Andy and then to a movie. We ate lunch at "The DoDo" restaurant at the Gateway. It was our first time there and we loved it. We saw "Paul Blart Mall Cop". It was really funny, but at the same time I was embarassed for him. The best part was the carmel apple from RMCF and being with Danny of course! Science fair was fun and stinky! Emma feed 3 plants one water, one o.j and one milk. The milk plant made our house stink like rotten milk...we were glad when it was time to throw them away. She did a great job, way to go Em! The best part of February was my brother Paul, his wife Kris and two of their kids came to SL for a visit. We visited at my parents, went to Su Casa for lunch and celebrated Addison's 1st birthday. It was so great to have them here. Then came the worst part of the month...saying good bye. Paul and I are really close. It's always so hard for me to tell him good bye. I promised myself I wouldn't cry. But as he walked out the door I had to have one more hug and then the tears came. After a hug from Kat and then being held by Danny as I sobbed, I pulled it together. The next day we went with Misty and her kids and grandma Betty to the Draper Temple open house. From start to finish it took us 3 hours. The kids were great. It was so cool to be able to explain to them what each room was and to answer their questions. My favorite part was when we were in the sealing room and we all looked in the mirrors and saw us as a forever family. I hope my kids remember the feeling they had that day in the temple. I also hope that by being able to see what the inside of the temple is like it will help them want to go there someday. After our tour was over Grandma Betty took us to lunch at "the old spaghetti factory". It was sooo yummy! The kids really deserved a treat after being so good. Thanks Grandma for lunch!<br /><br /><br /><div><embed src="http://widget-71.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&il=1&channel=2882303761540324721&site=widget-71.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"></embed><div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=2882303761540324721&map=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-71.slide.com/p1/2882303761540324721/bb_t021_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=2882303761540324721&map=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-71.slide.com/p2/2882303761540324721/bb_t021_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=2882303761540324721&map=F" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-71.slide.com/p4/2882303761540324721/bb_t021_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a></div></div>Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149049219817833140noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2904375600740146478.post-58640642736332431302009-02-16T11:02:00.002-07:002009-02-16T11:30:59.941-07:00New CallingsThis has been quite the eventful weekend for Danny and I. Not only was it "Love Day", which I love, Danny and I received new callings in our ward. A few weeks ago Danny was called into the stake pres. office and extended the calling of Elders Quorum President and yesterday he was sustained. He is really nervous. I think he just wants to throw up. While Danny was in Denver last week I got a phone call for an appointment w/the bishop. I knew it wasn't for Danny since he was already extended a new calling. I went into panic mode, thinking it could only be for me. I've only been in YW since September and was really sad at the thought of being released. We met with the bishop Saturday morning at 8:10 am (a bit early for me). The bishop told us that the stake pres, under the direction of the area pres, has asked the bishops in our stake to call 15 people from each ward as temple patrons, and he wanted Danny and I to be part of the 15 from our ward. We said yes without even thinking. What a cool opportunity this will be for us. We have to go to the temple 4 times a month and then report back to the bishop at the end of the month. It's really easy for Danny and I to go out on "dates", we go out several times a month. We always struggle to find the time to go to the temple. Where we live there are 4 temples within a 20-30 minute drive. How pathetic is it that we can't get there at least once a month. In conversation we always say that we are going to do better and we promise that 1 of our dates each month will be going to the temple. I guess Heavenly Father found a way for us to get there. Both of us are really excited for this opportunity. I was talking to a really good friend about this and she mentioned how cool it will be to be in the temple once a week, to be able to recenter yourself and bring it all back to what really matters. I'm really thankful to my Father in Heaven for putting such great people in my life to help me see things for what they truly are. I'm sure that with 4 callings between the 2 of us we may have some difficult moments, but I know that we will be blessed for doing what we've been asked to. We were sustained on Sunday and are anxious to get to work.Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149049219817833140noreply@blogger.com5