Magic tricks, superman, booger noses.
Dancing in the movie theater with the chillins and Steph.
Running on texan terrain.
Squirrels have the 'heebee's'... (Faith is terrified of em because of this)
Shark game outside with family. Yes. Mom and Dad were running.
Faiths birthday planning skills.
Bingo
Missionary notes to all the missionaries going home.
Prepare food, cook food, eat food and more food.
Dance concert starring Faith, Taylor and Wright, with me accompanying them on the piano. side note: Stickers on face- 'Slightly uncomfortable.'
Copy cat game
Rolls crumbled all over the floor...
Hiding rolls with Rachel and Grant. (Word to the wise... momma no likie)
Mom's tired silly mood.
Wrights little laugh, Faiths cuddling, Taylors tantrums and Tristans starring/drooling.
Decorating turkey pie hands
'Into the Wild' is inspiring and depressing.
Fountainhead is lookin good.
Rice Krispies stuck to blankets.
Sea Shell massages... surprisingly ticklish
American Doll Stores
Standards night
General Authority restroom with heater....oh mama
Time to talk, play and sleep
"Texas is so big it is as big as a wrestler."
Rachel, Grant, Mom, Dad, Wright, Steph, Faith, Taylor, Wright Jr. and Tristan....
11.23.2008
the Gratitude dance
Here, here to Thanksgiving! Some friends and I have decided, or rather, 'packed' to do this on the morn of thanksgiving. Come join in on our gratefulness. Man... I am totally grateful. :)
11.19.2008
11.17.2008
Sister... Darling....
Oh how I love thee! You are mine and mine forever. You are making 30 look like it is 16. HAPPY BIRTHDAY! I, as you know, have always wanted to be you... but coming to grips that is quite impossible I am happy and content being me and having you as my sister. You inspire me and make me want to do things I never knew I was capable of. You are full of insight and intrigue. You are sassy and silly. You care for people and love so immensely. Hope all the birthday bashes know what they are getting when you step into the room. I do. Love you mucho and so much more.
11.11.2008
11.01.2008
I have a miracle to tell you about.
Thursday night I had come to find out that the application for the U of U's Social Work Masters program was due on the 1st of November... (Meaning 2 days from then).
I was frantic. The next morning I zoomed up to the U of U to pick up the application packet and the secretary questioned me if I was 'really serious' about applying or not. I was firm in how I answered but somehow in the elevator I could feel my eyes swelling up with tears. I quickly stopped, bolstered myself up and decided to not give up.
I sped back to Provo for my 10 o' clock class. I was late and so I parked in the teachers lot for about 25 minutes. It was a dance class. I didn't feel relieved as I usually do after dancing but ran out barefoot to move my car...Got a parking ticket.
I began my process of applying- Apply for school at the U of U, fill out the applications, get transcripts, write essays, find referrals... the whole deal. I was really worried about referrals because I was asking so late. I felt totally unprofessional. Good new is though-it worked out! I finished my application, got the referrals needed (with the help of Nate) and was able to have a little halloween fun. Miracle #1
I woke up this morning with only about 3 hours of sleep and drove to the U of U to drop of my application. I was stoked! I actually finished it!
The information in my application stated that it needed to be turned in by the 1st... mailed or delivered. I had supposed someone would be there, on the 1st, but found myself standing at locked doors...outside the building with no one around.
I kept on looking at my manila envelope and up at the building only to laugh. 'Are you serious?'
It felt like such a joke. I thought that was it. 'Maybe I could mail it but then it would be too late.'
I called my mom, thinking maybe she would know how to solve this, when I saw a man park next to my car. He got out and proceeded to walk to a trax stop(or so I thought). I had a strong feeling to turn around and follow him, so I hung up with my mom and ran to meet him. I found him at the Social Work buildings door unlocking it. I introduced myself. His name was Fred.
Fred was my miracle today. He let me in! I slid my packet under the office doors (as instructed by a pink sticky note plastered to the door) and left smiling.
Fred works on the second floor. His son just got home from his mission in Ekat. Russia.
I am going back with a bag of oranges in hand to thank him.
THANK YOU FRED!!!!
I was frantic. The next morning I zoomed up to the U of U to pick up the application packet and the secretary questioned me if I was 'really serious' about applying or not. I was firm in how I answered but somehow in the elevator I could feel my eyes swelling up with tears. I quickly stopped, bolstered myself up and decided to not give up.
I sped back to Provo for my 10 o' clock class. I was late and so I parked in the teachers lot for about 25 minutes. It was a dance class. I didn't feel relieved as I usually do after dancing but ran out barefoot to move my car...Got a parking ticket.
I began my process of applying- Apply for school at the U of U, fill out the applications, get transcripts, write essays, find referrals... the whole deal. I was really worried about referrals because I was asking so late. I felt totally unprofessional. Good new is though-it worked out! I finished my application, got the referrals needed (with the help of Nate) and was able to have a little halloween fun. Miracle #1
I woke up this morning with only about 3 hours of sleep and drove to the U of U to drop of my application. I was stoked! I actually finished it!
The information in my application stated that it needed to be turned in by the 1st... mailed or delivered. I had supposed someone would be there, on the 1st, but found myself standing at locked doors...outside the building with no one around.
I kept on looking at my manila envelope and up at the building only to laugh. 'Are you serious?'
It felt like such a joke. I thought that was it. 'Maybe I could mail it but then it would be too late.'
I called my mom, thinking maybe she would know how to solve this, when I saw a man park next to my car. He got out and proceeded to walk to a trax stop(or so I thought). I had a strong feeling to turn around and follow him, so I hung up with my mom and ran to meet him. I found him at the Social Work buildings door unlocking it. I introduced myself. His name was Fred.
Fred was my miracle today. He let me in! I slid my packet under the office doors (as instructed by a pink sticky note plastered to the door) and left smiling.
Fred works on the second floor. His son just got home from his mission in Ekat. Russia.
I am going back with a bag of oranges in hand to thank him.
THANK YOU FRED!!!!
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