Answering the most broad question with just 13 words.

The two ladies went to church today like two little Mo Fo's should (Mormon Folks, best misunderstanding of an acronym ever). Well, after we had been dodging the Relief Society presidency for several weeks now, due to our moving out of the ward boundaries, we were finally cornered. The Pres. and one of her counselor's wanted to sit down and "get to know us". After all the pleasantries and small talk, the counselor dropped a nuclear bomb of a question... 

"What are your hopes and dreams?" 

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Becca and I both exchanged an uneasy glance. All the while sarcastic comments trickled into my brain as they tend to do like, "Well I always wanted to be in the WNBA. Or ideally, I would like to play baseball professionally, you know, like the first girl to play with the boys. I'd also like to own a yacht, travel the world, and get paid to write about it. Oh, and I would also like to marry a trust fund baby... or a doctor already done with school." 

While I was entertaining myself in my head, I hear Becca answer the hugely ambiguous question in just 13 words. 

"I would really like the Jazz to win the whole thing this year." 

NAILED IT!

Later, we both agreed that the Jazz winning the championship was top 3 on our list of hopes and dreams. Mine also includes the Cubs breaking their 102 year World Series drought. 

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Now, all you twoladies lovers, let me ask you one question: 

"What are YOUR hopes and dreams?"

Blah blah blah

I am blogging at work! Do you know how rare this is? I'm a teacher people, I never have time to blog at work.  It's a teacher work day and I just finished my grades so........

We play on an intramural all girls flag football team (The Rat Finks) in Provo.  Last Tuesday 4 of the rat finks had tickets to Ingrid Michaelson.  Well one of these finks was Kate, the QB and El Capitan, who has never seen Ingrid in concert and was dying to go.  There was a conflict with the concert, we had a rat finks game the same night. LAME. At the last minute Kate (Shredder) sold her ticket and decided the finks needed her more (which is SO true).  If Shredder didn't go who would throw the ball, who would tape the plays to their arm, who would flirt with the refs?  NOBODY! So she played in a BLIZZARD while Ally (Sticky), Michelle (Baby Hands), and I (B-Loaf) enjoyed Ingrid.  Here's to The Shred the brains and talent behind the whole rat finks operation.

And here's to Ingrid for being off the hook.

And here's to the Jazz, will you please pull your heads out!?

Snuggie Talk

About a year ago Kate was in a very strange mood. She was at my house in Sugarhouse and we had two longtime friends over.  It was winter and she was freezing so she found a snuggie and put it on.  The conversation that was had that evening was so bizarre and hilarious we called it snuggie talk.  Kate and I have resurrected snuggie talk.

Let me clarify one thing, the diarrhea talk came from a YOUTUBE VIDEO and for some reason the only thing Scott has taught us how to say in Norwegian is 'I have diarrhea.'

Kicked where it cizounts.....

You know the drill:

1. COMPUTER TROUBLES!

2. How our blog currently looks....why can we not figure this out. Does anyone do pro bono blog work?

3. People that only talk about themselves.

4. When I turn my electric toothbrush on before it's in my mouth.

5. When the Jazz games aren't televised.

6. Losing flag football games.

7. How much DP I've been drinking lately.

8. Cleaning up after Rrrosa. Really....picking up your dog's crap? It's fertilizer people, Relax.


Something I don't want to kick:

FALL WEATHER!

What I Like 'Most' About the Opposite Sex....

the wrong ones are always SO persistent.  Blah.....

Luckily Jazz Preseason starts on Thursday, GOD BLESS THE NBA!

If life was a dream, would you dream it again? -SCF

This came spilling out onto paper today at work.


9/21/2010



Today is Seth's twenty-first birthday. It seems crazy that the last time I saw him he was only seventeen. There is no way that much time has passed. Last night I couldn't stop thinking about him. Every time I closed my eyes, I could see his face, like he was standing right in front of me. It was comforting to know that I could still remember every little detail of that face. His freckles, dimples, and blue-gray eyes. Eyes that I would recognize anywhere. Oh how I miss those dimples and those eyes.

Last night, as I was laying in bed thinking about him and how much I wanted to see him, I got an immediate feeling that he had laid down right next to me and put his arm around me. I had felt him do this many times before, but not for a long time. I felt his spirit and his warmth surround my whole body. I wanted more than anything to have him near me and through God's tender mercies, he came. He came to let me know that he was still here. I knew that he needed me to know that when I still needed him, he would still come. He was still taking care of me. It was enough, to close my eyes and feel him holding on to me, even though I couldn't see him. For the first time, in that moment, it was enough. I will never forget that feeling for as long as I live.



Happy 21st boy. I love you..

Crotch Kick.....

Today has been rough and I need a moment to kick a few things right where it counts:

1. ILLNESS. I'm sick and I feel like death right now.

2. Writing sub plans.

3. Losing.

4. Washing clothes with kleenexes in the pockets.

5. Not being able to sleep at night.

6. People that torture or injure animals. (cutting cat's and dog's ears, that's the new thing in SL)

7. Not being able to stay in bed when it's raining outside.

8. Courtesy laughing.

What are you having beef with?