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I know it's going to be a long day at work when I immediately turn my radio on. That means I am bored, lonely at my desk, and don't feel much like actually working.

It's also going to be long because it's Friday and I am excited about tonight and this weekend. We are going to my parents for the weekend and to the temple. We haven't been to either place in a long time and I am excited to go. Both places make me feel safe and loved. They also remind me to keep life in perspective and to focus on what is important.

Such places that make you feel that way are wonderful. I love coming home everyday. I love having a place where we can keep out the bad things of the world and strive to fill it with good things. Yesterday, I went visiting teaching and I must say that I love visiting this home and the people in it. The home is so warm and inviting and safe. I hope that my home feels that way to others. It's so wonderful that we can all have a little bit of heaven in our own homes. A wonderful spiritual place to come home to everyday.

A little taste of Heaven.

Copy Cat

I saw this on two friend's blogs and I thought it was cool. Then one of them invited others to copy them and well... I thought OK! You can copy them too! So here it is:

1. Go to http://www.flickr.com/
2. Type in your answer to the question in the "search" box
3. Use only the first page
4. Copy the html and paste for the answer.



1. What is your name?

2. What is your favorite food?

3. What is your favorite color?

4. Favorite Drink?

5. Dream Vacation?

6. Favorite Dessert?

7. What do you want to be when you grow up?

8. What do you love the most in life?

9. One word to describe you:

10. What do you dream about?

That was was really fun. YOU should do it too!

Thoughts

On weekdays in the Winter, I am at work by 8:30. It is barely light outside. I get off work around 5ish. It is barely light outside. Dreary.

Yesterday, I was suppose to meet someone after work. I went to their house, but I arrived too early. So I sat outside in the Spring.

The sun was so bright and warm. The cool breeze drifted slowly across the fluffy green grass. No bugs, yet, to annoy. Wonderful.

It got me to thinking, I should enjoy this time of year a little more. Slow down.

27

Yesterday was my 27th birthday. While at work, I was listening to the radio when the DJ announced that a new study has shown that people’s brains start "declining" at the age of.......... 27. Yup no joke. While I find this hard to believe, I have decided that I better record the events of my birthday in case my "declining" brain forgets what happened. So:

Dear Me,
For your 27th birthday, you were kindof bummed that it was 10 years ago that you were 17. It feels like it was just yesterday. Never the less, you did realize that 27 isn't that old so a celebration was called for.

Your husband took to you Galinburg for the weekend. While you both know that it is the Mecca for Rednecks, it is close by and yet still far enough away from work to be considered "out of town". So it was a good choice.

Friday, you and your husband attended an independent film festival and chose to watch a zombie movie. This was not such a good choice. It was the worst movie that you had ever seen, and probably will ever see. However, the movie creator was seated right behind you, so you didn't want to leave and hurt his feelings. Yet another bad choice. Over the three painful hours of viewing, you had the following questions:

- Will this movie ever end? Will my life ever be the same after this? Did they use a 1980s home video camera to film? Does anyone think this movie is good? Did they even edit any scenes at all? Why would you want to act in this movie? Did that zombie just eat that man's mustache? Could anything be worse then watching this movie? (the answer is no.) If I crawl on the floor and out the door will anyone notice? Why oh Why did we choose to do this?

Ok you get the idea. It was bad. Really bad.

Saturday, your husband took you outlet shopping. It rocked. After a yummy lunch of nachos, you went to the Wonderworks place. You were excited because the whole building looks like it’s upside down and that is cool. However, inside was very busy with lots and lots of people. There wasn’t that much to do and you had to wait in lines for a long time. Once you were done, it was back to the hotel to take a birthday nap. Mostly to rest your "declining" brain. Then you met your brother-in-law Scott and his awesome girlfriend at the Best Italian Place (that’s the name) for dinner. Yum......

You had a great birthday weekend. On your birthday you got lots of cards and phone calls from the people you love. It made you feel very special and happy. Your husband suprised you with beautiful orange roses and Pinnocio on DVD/Blueray. You like that movie. Because your husband had to go to class, you spent your birthday evening with your pal Holly. You had a yummy dinner and chatted. Good times. It was the first birthday you did not spend with your mom and you missed her and the rest of your family, but it's ok because you are going to them in a few weeks.

Love, Your Younger-Less-Brain-Declined-Self

So I did have a great birthday. Even though Jay Leno reinformed me of the same "Brain Declining"study later that evening. I think this whole brain declining thing is silly. I mean really there are plenty of smart people over 27 like

Wait, what was I saying. I can’t remember. Oh well off to work....

Hubbie Funnies

Last Friday, Kase went shopping and bought new shoes. New BROWN shoes. He was very excited about his purchase. He doesn't shop very much. According to him, they are the best shoes ever.

Sunday morning went like this: I was sick and decided to stay home from church. Before he left, Kase woke me up.

Kase: "How do I look?"

Me: "Hold on, I can't see yet" Opening my eyes. Finding my glasses so I can see.

He stood there. blue shirt. GREY pants. new BROWN shoes and BROWN belt.

Now let me say this. I am not a fashion expert, nor am I very picky. But BROWN and GREY together? Really? No, I don't like it.

Me: "Oh sweetie. Brown and Grey do not go together." Giggling.

Kase: "Yes they do. ....I mean, I really want to wear my new shoes."

Me: "They really don't go together, I mean, Grey is just a paler version of black so black shoes would probably look better."

Maybe a better wife would have said, sure go for it sweetie. I mean after all I wasn't going with him. But I just couldn't stand it.

Kase left the room for a minute and came back.

Kase: "Ok you are right." Changing his shoes, "I Googled it and the internet said no, they don't go together."

I am not sure if I should be more worried that he didn't believe me or that he asked Google.

Spring

It's time for new beginnings.

Clean out the old, bring out the new.

Crisp clean air and warm sunshine.

Spring is (almost) here!

Count Your Many Blessings

Last night, I went to a church meeting for all the women of the ward. The meeting's focus was on the strength of women and how we can be a support to each other. This got me to thinking about the women in my life. My mother is my best friend. She is always there for me. Even though she lives kind of far away, I can always call her about anything, any time. When I feel bad, just hearing her voice makes me feel better. She has taught me so much and has been a good example to me. She has shown me what it is to be nurturing and loving. I am so grateful to have such a wonderful mother.

My mother-in-law is also a good example to me. She is very strong and kind. She has raised good sons who love her and respect her. I know that if I need anything, I can call her. She has welcomed me into her family and I am very grateful to have her close by.

My sister is beautiful, smart, and funny. We are at different stages in life because we are ten years apart in age, but she is always excited to hear from me and see me. She always makes me happy when I hear from her. She is a ray of sunshine on a cloudy day.

My sister-in-law is a great mother. She is very giving and unselfish. She is fun and always makes me feel loved. With two single brothers-in-law left, I hope to accumulate more of these great sisters-in-law. So far, they are pretty nifty.

My grandmothers have sacrificed much for their families and loved unconditionally. There are so many other wonderful women that I have been lucky to have in my life. Currently, I am at the age my mother was when she had her first child (me). I only hope that one day, when I have my own children, they will have such wonderful women in their lives from which to draw strength and love. I am very blessed.