My 6-year-old nephew prayed over dinner tonight. Besides blessing the food he asked for a few other things as well:
"Please bless we'll remember to shut the door to the play house so the animals don't get in. Please bless we will be nice to each other and make each other happy. Please bless that aunt Alicia won't have to break up with her next boyfriend . . . ."
Yes. Please bless. Thank you, Marcus.
Oh - and because next week is the last week of school (grades, yearbook distribution, etc) just in case I don't have time - GOOD LUCK to Jaime and Kevin next week! Friday's the big day. Tiff and Jenn and I will be there in real person to celebrate. Everyone else will be there in spirit. :)
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Monday, May 10, 2010
Doing the Math
What a week it's been. I know I haven't posted yet about New York - don't worry, I haven't had time to even look at the pictures yet. It'll get up here at some point. Promise.
But today I'm paying tribute to the two people who have changed my life. The 2 people who I really can't honor with mere words - my meager attempt doesn't do them justice, but here goes.
Mom, sorry I'm a day late, but I figure you're probably so busy up there you don't have time to read my little embarrassing posts on this blog, but just in case . . . Happy Mother's Day! I hope you don't mind that I kind of ran away for the weekend - but being surrounded by people who didn't know to be sad for me was just what I needed. And sitting next to President Moffat and his wife in church was such a tender mercy. I tried to make things at home as you would have had them if you were here, but I'm not you and it wasn't the same and I'm sad to report that I didn't do very well. My flower arrangement of the flowers YOU planted was quite embarrassing. Sorry! Maybe next year I'll do better at honoring the best mother who ever lived, but this year was kind of hard. The house felt very empty - even when it was full of people. I MISS you! I have so much I wish I could tell you. And Linz and I didn't even get to sing you our awkward Mother's Day song this year. Well, hopefully she sang it for you - sorry I wasn't there to join in. I read through some of what you left us last night and it was perfect. How did you know exactly what I would need to hear? You truly are amazing. Thanks for being my strength, my pillar, my best friend, my hero . . . my mom. Oh, and before I forget, Happy Birthday on Friday!!!!!
Llama Linz!!!! Since the anniversary of birth is called a birthday, does that mean the anniversary of a death is called a deathday? That sounds much to morbid. So Happy Anniversary of graduating this life with the highest honors possible! Longest two years ever. Did you know I still think about you a thousand million times every day? Cause I do. And I'm kind of jealous you have Mom with you. How's she doing? Will you give her a hug for me on her birthday? Or maybe you could just stop by for a quick visit. When all the missionaries were making their Mother's Day phone calls yesterday, I secretly hoped I would somehow get to hear from you. I still miss that phone call we were robbed of two years ago. The beauty of today is that I know you wouldn't want me to be sad, and I promise that until now, I haven't cried today. I have laughed at how much fun we had as I remembered you. I didn't even cry at the viewing of our next door neighbor tonight - I'm doin' good! I listened to your funeral yesterday, and may I remind you of the remarkable life you led? Years later, people are still talking about how you affected them. Linz, I've come a long way. Every once in a while (but not very often) my mind accidentally wanders to that night 2 years ago when I was awakened around 2 in the morning with the phone ringing. I had no idea that phone call would change my life forever. I still remember the words Dad used when he told me, and I remember realizing that the sobs I was hearing were coming from me. I remember that I had never felt more alone in my entire life. But I also remember that the loneliness only lingered for a moment, before the Comforter filled the room, my head, and my heart. The Spirit has blessed my life more than I know. And while there are still times when the pain is so strong it hurts to breathe, I know the healing power of the atonement has done wonders on me and my heart. Thanks for everything you're doing up there - I know you're helping more than any of us realize. Love you!!!
So I was looking at this picture of the girls yesterday and was doing the math - 1/4 of my family is gone! That's so depressing. So instead I'll focus on what I have - 3/4 of an amazing family here to help me through everything, and 1/4 on the other side to help me with the things I don't know I need. I'd say I'm pretty blessed, wouldn't you?
But today I'm paying tribute to the two people who have changed my life. The 2 people who I really can't honor with mere words - my meager attempt doesn't do them justice, but here goes.
Mom, sorry I'm a day late, but I figure you're probably so busy up there you don't have time to read my little embarrassing posts on this blog, but just in case . . . Happy Mother's Day! I hope you don't mind that I kind of ran away for the weekend - but being surrounded by people who didn't know to be sad for me was just what I needed. And sitting next to President Moffat and his wife in church was such a tender mercy. I tried to make things at home as you would have had them if you were here, but I'm not you and it wasn't the same and I'm sad to report that I didn't do very well. My flower arrangement of the flowers YOU planted was quite embarrassing. Sorry! Maybe next year I'll do better at honoring the best mother who ever lived, but this year was kind of hard. The house felt very empty - even when it was full of people. I MISS you! I have so much I wish I could tell you. And Linz and I didn't even get to sing you our awkward Mother's Day song this year. Well, hopefully she sang it for you - sorry I wasn't there to join in. I read through some of what you left us last night and it was perfect. How did you know exactly what I would need to hear? You truly are amazing. Thanks for being my strength, my pillar, my best friend, my hero . . . my mom. Oh, and before I forget, Happy Birthday on Friday!!!!!
Llama Linz!!!! Since the anniversary of birth is called a birthday, does that mean the anniversary of a death is called a deathday? That sounds much to morbid. So Happy Anniversary of graduating this life with the highest honors possible! Longest two years ever. Did you know I still think about you a thousand million times every day? Cause I do. And I'm kind of jealous you have Mom with you. How's she doing? Will you give her a hug for me on her birthday? Or maybe you could just stop by for a quick visit. When all the missionaries were making their Mother's Day phone calls yesterday, I secretly hoped I would somehow get to hear from you. I still miss that phone call we were robbed of two years ago. The beauty of today is that I know you wouldn't want me to be sad, and I promise that until now, I haven't cried today. I have laughed at how much fun we had as I remembered you. I didn't even cry at the viewing of our next door neighbor tonight - I'm doin' good! I listened to your funeral yesterday, and may I remind you of the remarkable life you led? Years later, people are still talking about how you affected them. Linz, I've come a long way. Every once in a while (but not very often) my mind accidentally wanders to that night 2 years ago when I was awakened around 2 in the morning with the phone ringing. I had no idea that phone call would change my life forever. I still remember the words Dad used when he told me, and I remember realizing that the sobs I was hearing were coming from me. I remember that I had never felt more alone in my entire life. But I also remember that the loneliness only lingered for a moment, before the Comforter filled the room, my head, and my heart. The Spirit has blessed my life more than I know. And while there are still times when the pain is so strong it hurts to breathe, I know the healing power of the atonement has done wonders on me and my heart. Thanks for everything you're doing up there - I know you're helping more than any of us realize. Love you!!!
So I was looking at this picture of the girls yesterday and was doing the math - 1/4 of my family is gone! That's so depressing. So instead I'll focus on what I have - 3/4 of an amazing family here to help me through everything, and 1/4 on the other side to help me with the things I don't know I need. I'd say I'm pretty blessed, wouldn't you?
Monday, May 3, 2010
Monday, April 12, 2010
Single and Zero
I know there are a lot of good things about being single. For example, no one tries to steal my blankets or kick when I'm sleeping. I can do whatever I want, whenever I want, and I don't have to report to anyone. If I stay up late to post a blog, no one cares (except me the next day when I'm tired - does 9:59 count as late? Don't answer). I can travel to cool places like New York over Spring Break (bless Elisabeth for being the best hostess ever - pictures to come, promise!) The toilet seat is always down and the bathroom stays clean. I don't have to iron anyone else's clothes (or fold them for that matter). Anyway - that list could go on and on. But I would just like to complain about this one little thing, if I may.
I finally got around to doing my taxes this weekend. Yeah, I know I was cutting it close to the dreaded April 15th day (by the way, I'm SO grateful April 15th is not my birthday) but at least they're done on time. When all was said and done, I was getting a few hundred back. (Is it "improper" to tell people over the world wide web how much you are getting for your tax refund? Let's just say it's less then $1000 and more than $500.) I was feeling pretty good about myself, when I came out to share the good news with my sister and her husband. Their response? "Oh bummer!" (With looks of despair on their faces.) "Really, you need to get married and own a house and have a couple of kids, then you get thousands back!"
Why does the government feel it's ok to punish us single people by making us pay more taxes? Doesn't make much sense to me. Single and zero - I decided this status is more depressing than not having a man on Valentine's Day. It's enough to be single, but single AND zero? Woof. Now I get that all y'all with houses and kids deserve a break, I won't argue on that one, but maybe we should make a proposal to the legislature - deductions for awkward dates and lame guys. What do you think? Then it would even out - those who aren't doing their part still pay the "single and zero" status, while those of us who are TRYING to get out of what, according to the government, must be a pretty awful situation, get a little break. Anyone agree?
I finally got around to doing my taxes this weekend. Yeah, I know I was cutting it close to the dreaded April 15th day (by the way, I'm SO grateful April 15th is not my birthday) but at least they're done on time. When all was said and done, I was getting a few hundred back. (Is it "improper" to tell people over the world wide web how much you are getting for your tax refund? Let's just say it's less then $1000 and more than $500.) I was feeling pretty good about myself, when I came out to share the good news with my sister and her husband. Their response? "Oh bummer!" (With looks of despair on their faces.) "Really, you need to get married and own a house and have a couple of kids, then you get thousands back!"
Why does the government feel it's ok to punish us single people by making us pay more taxes? Doesn't make much sense to me. Single and zero - I decided this status is more depressing than not having a man on Valentine's Day. It's enough to be single, but single AND zero? Woof. Now I get that all y'all with houses and kids deserve a break, I won't argue on that one, but maybe we should make a proposal to the legislature - deductions for awkward dates and lame guys. What do you think? Then it would even out - those who aren't doing their part still pay the "single and zero" status, while those of us who are TRYING to get out of what, according to the government, must be a pretty awful situation, get a little break. Anyone agree?
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Phone Boyfriend..
It's probably a little too soon to be announcing this, but.. Alicia has a phone boyfriend :) It makes me kind of giddy just thinking about it.
This is NOT a picture of her phone boyfriend. Hers is much cuter..
Have a romantic Tuesday, Sisters!
This is NOT a picture of her phone boyfriend. Hers is much cuter..
Have a romantic Tuesday, Sisters!
Saturday, February 27, 2010
The Stay-At-Home Daughter
I told my Dad I thought it was time I quit my job to become an official stay-at-home daughter. He said ok! :) My sister said I should start my own blog called "The Stay-At-Home Daughter." Since I don't need my own blog, I thought I owed a post to it here.
Anyway - doesn't that sound great? I could stay at home and take care of the house - the cooking, the cleaning, managing the finances, having the visiting teachers over during the day, plant some flowers - you know, all the typical stay-at-home daughter stuff. I get a night or 2 off each week to go hang out with the girls. And I wouldn't be too expensive-Sounds fun to me! :)
Saturday, February 13, 2010
The Family's Newest Addition
Today we welcome a new addition to the Sisterhood Family: Kevin Monson (no, he's not President Monson's grandson). He had much opposition to this weekend - the random, HUGE, snowstorm in Dallas almost defeated him. But he made it, he proposed, and for that, Kevin, we are grateful. Here are some reasons, in no particular order, why we like Kevin:
1. He knows the meaning of "Cowboy Up"
2. He's from Canada. Cardston, Alberta to be exact. (Randomly it is the only town in Canada I've ever been to - if my sources are correct Kevin is the blond kid on the back row - 3rd from the right)
3. He owns this AMAZING bug company in Dallas. Pretty sure he'll be the next boss on that show Donald Trump does (I've never been good with pop culture - at least I know who donald trump is!)
4. He's a tree hugger. (And his favorite winter sport his hockey. He's good. Real good.)
5. He plays with children who have no legs :) (yeah yeah, I know this kid really DOES have legs, but it's funny, so go with it)
6. There's a chance he MIGHT be good at "Trump THIS Succor!"
7. He wears stretchy pants while standing next to freaky army dudes
8. He has a long tongue (not quite sure why that's good . . . maybe Jaime can tell us)
9. This is what he looked like when he kissed Jaime for the first time. Who wouldn't want to kiss that?
10. He likes macs.
11 A. He likes to dress up. (A definite requirement for a member of the "Brethren of the Sisterhood") B - he likes Harry Potter (a bonus!)
12. He's so spiritual! Check out how he's praying so he won't die!
13. He's good with surprises. He crammed himself up in this box and surprised Jaime for her birthday. (And Jaime had NO idea the proposal was coming . . . partly because I'm such a good secret keeper)
14. (Fourteen because Valentine's day is on the 14th - it totally makes sense.) He LOVES Jaime. A lot. And guess what? He makes her happy! Real happy.
Hooray for LOVE! Kevin, welcome to the Brethren of the Sisterhood.
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1. He knows the meaning of "Cowboy Up"
2. He's from Canada. Cardston, Alberta to be exact. (Randomly it is the only town in Canada I've ever been to - if my sources are correct Kevin is the blond kid on the back row - 3rd from the right)
3. He owns this AMAZING bug company in Dallas. Pretty sure he'll be the next boss on that show Donald Trump does (I've never been good with pop culture - at least I know who donald trump is!)
4. He's a tree hugger. (And his favorite winter sport his hockey. He's good. Real good.)
5. He plays with children who have no legs :) (yeah yeah, I know this kid really DOES have legs, but it's funny, so go with it)
6. There's a chance he MIGHT be good at "Trump THIS Succor!"
7. He wears stretchy pants while standing next to freaky army dudes
8. He has a long tongue (not quite sure why that's good . . . maybe Jaime can tell us)
9. This is what he looked like when he kissed Jaime for the first time. Who wouldn't want to kiss that?
10. He likes macs.
11 A. He likes to dress up. (A definite requirement for a member of the "Brethren of the Sisterhood") B - he likes Harry Potter (a bonus!)
12. He's so spiritual! Check out how he's praying so he won't die!
13. He's good with surprises. He crammed himself up in this box and surprised Jaime for her birthday. (And Jaime had NO idea the proposal was coming . . . partly because I'm such a good secret keeper)
14. (Fourteen because Valentine's day is on the 14th - it totally makes sense.) He LOVES Jaime. A lot. And guess what? He makes her happy! Real happy.Hooray for LOVE! Kevin, welcome to the Brethren of the Sisterhood.
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