Friday, February 27, 2009


Days come and go. Some things change. Some things stay the same. Everyday since I can remember, I have hated three things. I have hated cancer, snakes, and onions--in that order. Those things have never changed.

Lets talk about today.
Today was a good day in Biology.
Today I found out that I got a 95% on a difficult test.
Today the career counselor gave me excellent guidance.
Today I finished my homework.
Today I ate some chocolate covered cinnamon bears.
Today I ran four miles and ten sets of stairs.
Today I had a good hair/clothes day.
Today I got my homework done.
Today I helped make dinner for our second counselor and his family.
Today I smiled.

Lets talk about this evening.
This evening everything ran smoothly at work.
This evening I got to hold a baby.
This evening I had two friends come and visit me at work.
This evening I received an unexpected bonus check.
This evening I found the perfect pair of jeans.
This evening I had lots of energy.
This evening I smiled.

Lets talk about tonight.
Tonight we finished with work earlier than expected.
Tonight I helped a guy jump his car.
Tonight the guy's car didn't want to be jumped.
Tonight I drove a guy to his girlfriend's house.
Tonight I had a great phone call.
Tonight my next-door neighbors seem to live too close.
Tonight I learned that my next-door neighbor had a pet snake.
Tonight I learned that the snake was a boa constrictor.
Tonight I thought my next-door neighbor was sick.
Tonight I learned that the snake is not in its cage.
Tonight I learned that next-door neighbor doesn't know where her repulsive pet is.
Tonight I am not smiling, amused, laughing or getting out of bed to use the bathroom.
Tonight I hate snakes, cancer and onions--in that order.

Next week I hate cancer, snakes and onions--in that order.

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Thank Heavens For Moms!

My mother came to Provo for almost three weeks. I forget how much easier life is when your mom is around. Meals taste so much better, stress levels are down, babies' cries are softer and less frequent, stains come out of clothes instantly, kinder words are spoken and shopping is more fun when mom is around.

I wasn't the reason she came to Provo. Koby was the reason, I was a perk. I got to spend time on the tredmill next to hers bonding as we watched the Bachelor, run around the track too many times to count, but giving her booty random smacks as I passed her, shop with her, learn all I need to know about babies, nursing and all the other extra details you don't want to hear about, eat her amazing meals, visit family, and travel to and from the airport with her a couple of times.

My mom can sew anything, cook anything, shoot anything, clean anything and love anything/anyone. I love my mom and I am so glad she came to stay for three weeks! Thanks mom for all you do and did!

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Pink Icing, Flowers, Chocolates, Poetry And More!

I have had wonderful valentine experiences. I remember growing up and having my place at the breakfast table decorated every February 14th. My parents were great valentines. Since I have lived away from home with other single ladies, it has been fun to collect the various items left on our doorstep throughout the day/night. Last year my family was going through a difficult time, and it was the year I received my favorite valentine.

Before I share the poem, I need to give some background. My grandpa had lost his struggle with Lymphoma just a couple of days before and I was heading home the day after Valentine's Day for the funeral....not the best situation. My ward did some creative name exchange for the guys to be our valentines. Later I found out that my friend Kyle Petersen had my name. This is only a small part of the gift I received, but it was my favorite!

February 13, 2008-this was on my door.

I've heard a little rumor,
that you're leaving town.....
On Valentine's Day.
It caused me to frown.

Sunday night at ward prayer,
I spotted Annie's shoe.
Stuck my hand in one next to it.
Your name, from which, I drew.

So I made the executive decision,
to give you time to travel and pack.
Valentine's Day will be delayed,
till the day that you come back.

This next one was left with a basket of goodies on Valentine's Day after he realized that I was still going to be around.

My first poem was in vain,
very much to my dismay.
My "inside" sources were slightly wrong.
So Valentine's will STILL be today.

Nothing that I could buy
would be good enough for you.
So please accept these treats.....
And don't forget to chew.

Everyone says that you're AMAZING!
And I whole-heartedly agree.
Hope you have a lot of pillow-talk.
Your friend, K.P.

That definitely lifted my spirits last year. Thanks K.P.!

This year I had a secret admirer. Monday night I got this note and some flowers. So sweet.

Hey Hot Bowl of Oatmeal,
Hope you have a good week.
~Secret Admirer

Thank you Saint Valentine and Quaker for another fun Valentine's Day!