Sunday, February 28, 2010

Twin Mix Up

Today I went to Jason's homecoming and the first part of sacrament meeting twins were being blessed by their grandpa. So the first twin is blessed and as the grandpa walks back to get the next one the mom says that he had used the wrong name for the wrong baby. So the grandpa gets the next baby, and as he gets up there, he forgets which one he had and had to call back to the mom to find out. So this blessing goes good. Right baby, right name. The grandpa comes back to get the other baby to re-do his blessing with the right name. However, the second blessing for the same baby he says the wrong name AGAIN! So this poor baby has to be blessed three times while his twin brother got it right the first time. ha ha poor kid. The whole congregation pretty much lost it! We were all laughing so hard! Especially after the second wrong blessing. It was freaking hilarious. I am sure the mom did not think so, but this is definitely going to be a story told over and over in that family for sure!

Oh and Jason did an excellent job! You can tell he has grown so much just comparing his farewell to his homecoming talks. It was pretty much amazing! Not gonna lie, I got a little teary when he started talking about Lance. (That was his very best friend that had died while Jason was on his mission) He talked about how the week he found out that Lance was gone was absolutely the hardest week of his mission, but it was amazing to me to see how he was able to keep it together and continue to do the work. At the end of the talk the bishop got up and read part of a letter that he had received from Jason's mission president. The letter was so heartfelt and said so many good things about Jason and the person he was and the work that he had done. I am so proud of Jason! He is definitely a spiritual strength to me. Jason's mom and little sister, Katie, also spoke and they both did an amazing job as well. All in all it was a good meeting and the spirit was so strong in the room I swear you could reach out and touch it!

Friday, February 19, 2010

My Besty is Back!

I got to see my very best friend yesterday for the first time after two very long years! He was serving a mission in Slovenia and now he is HOME! Yay! It was so good to see him. He is surprisingly not very missionary weird and even gave me a hug, which was very shocking! The most I was expecting was a hearty handshake lol. The only mission-weirdness I noticed was that he said thank-you and goodbye in Slovene. ha ha. It was funny. Well, anyway, needless to say yesterday was a very good day! I hate to see friends go but I sure do love to see them return!



*Disclaimer: We are just friends. No I did not wait for him. No marriage comments I beg of you! ha ha.

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

I was sitting in one of my classes not paying attention whatsoever. I began to write and this is what came out. I know it's not that great, and that the rhyming is a little juvenile, but I had fun coming up with it so decided to post it. Don't make fun.


Secret Wish
My prince has finally found me
The fairy tale comes true
The glass slipper fits
My life is made anew.

The prince has slain the dragon
I’ve made it to the ball
I’ll move into the castle
In love with him I’ll fall.

Woodland creatures save me
And my fairy godmother has come
Gowns and jewels adorn me
Until my life is done.

The king and queen love me
And the genie is my friend
I find my life’s companion
There is no bitter end.

And then I wake up from this dream
And remember he loves another
No kiss, No joy, No ring
And no happy ever after.

Someday my prince will come
That’s what I tell myself
He wasn’t worth the pain
Put your feelings on the shelf.

Keep on hoping, Keep on dreaming
Don’t become the shrew
Stay strong and keep perspective
Somehow you’ll make it through.

Love is not an easy game
I never signed up for this
But there is always future’s hope
And the heart’s secret wish.

Thursday, February 11, 2010

Elmo Pictures

Here are the fabulous Christmas pajama's I was telling you about . . . .






I know, I know, you are jealous your family is not as attractive as mine. =)

Sunday, February 7, 2010

22 Going on 90


On Thursday I was walking to my mailbox and slipped on some ice. No big deal right? I mean, this happens to me every year, because, let's face it, I am the biggest klutz in the world! And of course a cute boy was there to witness the fall. I mean, what would my life be like without a good dose of humiliation here and there??? My feet went out from under me sideways and I fell on my left side. I fell pretty hard but was more concerned about my pride than anything else. Well that and the gravel now encrusted into my palm. So I shook it off, went back into my apartment, and didn't think of it any further. Until the next morning that is.

I woke up in excruciating pain. My whole left side felt as if I had been hit with a baseball bat.My hip, thigh, and abdomen had some minor bruising, but nothing to concern me too much. My arm popped whenever I moved it and I wondered if I had maybe dislocated my shoulder or collar bone or something. I shrugged it off thinking that this is what I get for having fibromyalgia. I tried to carry on as normal, but I was just in so much pain! I finally cracked and took a lortab, something that I have not done in months! But the pain killer did not even phase me. Either I am completely immune, or the pain was beyond the med's capabilities to have an effect. Either way, I pretty much wanted to die.

Well, four days later, and I still am in so much pain! I think it might have actually gotten worse. Saturday night I went to close my car door with my left hand and cried out in pain. Today I was unloading the dishwasher and could not even lift a cup up to the cupboard. My roommate Emily had to help me open a can of pam and some orange juice. I can't lift my arm up at all, and it kind of just hangs by my side not functional whatsoever. Last night I couldn't find a comfortable position to sleep in without being in pure agony, and it pretty much took me all night to finally fall asleep. I think I finally drifted off at 7:30 am. I have tried standing, sitting, laying down, pretty much every position there is and nothing alleviates the pain in the slightest. Basically I am miserable. And all of this because of some stupid ice. I am like a ninety year old women I swear! I am surprised I didn't break a hip!

On Friday I have a doctor's appointment because I have been having some major toe issues. I know that sounds weird. Let me explain. For the past few weeks I have been experiencing the weirdest, most painful sensation in my toes. They feel like they are on fire. Like literally. It's very strange. It actually feels like I have stuck my toes in a fire. I just don't know how to explain it better than that. They get really hot and prickly and it hurts like hell. On the internet it says that this can be a symptom of naropathy, diabetes, or fibromyalgia. (All of which run heavily in my family). I hope it is just fibromyalgia, because, well, I already know I have that! Anyway, it said to see a doctor immediately if you experience this burning sensation because I guess it can be pretty serious sometimes. So seeing as I already have a doctor's appointment set up for that, I am going to wait until then to see if my shoulder gets any better. If not, I will ask him to look at that as well. I hope I can last until then.

It's kind of pathetic that I have all of these weird medical issues at such a young age. So yeah, I am a 22 year old going on the age of 90. Sheesh! My life is fun.

The Divine Calling of Motherhood

It's late. I need to be in bed right now, but the pull to write is stronger than the pull of my night time meds, so .... here I am. T...