Marriage Proposal

So last night at a neighborhood block party I was hosting, I got a marriage proposal. I will add this to my list of proposals. (By far it is my favorite so far!)

I have a friend in my ward named Caleb. Caleb and I sit next to each other in Sacrament Meeting most Sundays and cuddle. He likes to share my pashmina (fancy name for shawl). He thinks it's a "blankie". He likes to play with Mary, Joseph and Baby Jesus finger puppets in my bag and he thinks I have bring good snacks for him. Sometimes he lounges in my lap. Caleb is about 4 years old.

Last night his dad found me at the block party and asked if I had seen Caleb yet. I said no. He then started laughing and told me that Caleb was going to ask me to marry him. Apparently on the walk over to my house, Caleb wanted to know where they were going. When the parents told him to my house, he was very excited. Then he said to his dad, "She doesn't have a husband right?" (we've had this conversation at least twice...he's very concerned that I don't have a husband and/or children.) His dad answered that he was correct. Then he announced, "well, I'm going to ask her to marry me. I mean if I don't do it who is going to?"

Sure enough, a little while later, here comes Caleb. And sure enough, he asked me to marry him. I told him he needed to get all grown up and then if he still wanted to marry me, he could ask me again. To which he replied, "Ok." and went back to playing with his friends.

Priceless.

And really, why wouldn't that be my favorite proposal...the other two were a) a drunk man at the restaurant where I wait tables and b) a guy in the laundry mat in Logan who had a "vision" when I walked in that we were "supposed" to get married. I really don't know why I haven't said yes.

Wayland Weekend

My neice, Erin, and her family came to my house last weekend to visit. She brought her husband, Nathan, and the cutest little boys ever! (C.J. age 6, Ethan age 4 and Ben age 1) My sister, Sally and I took them to the zoo and then we had fun at my tiny, tiny little house. Check out the pictures.

C.J. - Erin - Ethan

Sally created a game for the boys to play at the zoo. Each of them had a notebook and when we saw the animals that were written in the notebook, they got to put a sticker in the book. Sally found these really cool, puffy, glitter stickers. The boys loved it. We kept having to add more animals to the notebooks, because the boys kept needing more!!


C.J. on the Carousel.


Sally, Ben, C.J. Ethan, Erin


CJ, Lyn, Ethan spotting some monkeys.

Sally & Ethan on the Carousel.


CJ & Lyn


The Wayland Family with the Giraffes.
Ethan, CJ, Erin, Ben & Nathan


Ben loved the bird show. He kept clapping and clapping everytime they brought out a new bird.

Inevitable

After taking my mother on a 4 day roadtrip, I even more firmly believe that it is INEVITABLE that I will be crazy someday. Hopefully, far away in the future. But I'm afraid it's closer than I think.

While on said roadtrip, we had a great time tracking down some pioneer trail sites and going to a show in Jackson Hole.

However, on the last day of the trip I awoke to the following conversation:

Mom: "Did you use the bathroom last night?" (very accusatory tone of voice)

Me: "Yes" (somewhat confused)

Mom: "Why did you change the toilet paper roll around?" (again very accusatory)

Me: "What do you mean, change the toiler paper roll?" (There were 2 brand new rolls in the bathroom the night before upon check in. I thought it was strange that we would need to change the roll. I knew I hadn't used that much toilet paper.

Mom: "Well, somebody went in the bathroom last night and put the toilet paper on 'backwards' and left it so that when I went to the bathroom it all fell off the roll and puddled up on the floor."

And since apparently it couldn't have been the maids who clean the room who "put the roll on backwards"...it was obviously me who had time to do that in the middle of the night!!

When Did I Become An Accountant?

It has been incredibly busy at work. My boss and I have been working on our budget for next year. This the first time that we have done the budget by ourselves without the assistance of two former employees (who did alot of the work before). And we did it in 3 1/2 weeks instead of the normal 8 weeks that it usually takes. In addition we are moving to new offices. So it has been a bit frantice over the last month. The question I keep asking myself each day is:
1. When did I get a degree in accounting because I think I would have remembered that.
2. Did someone really put ME to work on a $6 million budget? I mean Sally had to drag (and I mean that literally) thru math in High School and College...so whose bright idea was this.
3. I really don't get paid enough to do math.

So to all those accountants out there, (I seem to know quite a few when I stop and think about it). Please come and take your job back...I don't want it.

The Little Farmer Inside of Me

So any of you who know me well, know that while I grew up on a farm I have spent the last 16+ years trying to suppress the part of me that is fascinated by watching things grow. The farmer wants to grub in the dirt, which then gets under the finger nails and ruins my manicure. Again the dirt ruins my pedicure...not to mention what dad would have to say about my gardening footwear...seriously, he would not approve of reefs and shovels in the same patch of dirt. Speaking of shovels, they make my back muscles hurt. But I could no longer suppress the fascination with watching things grow. (Even though it seems that I am now committed to a rather extensive watering process every day.) Now that I've finally given into the impulse it seems that I have unleashed a MONSTER.

I really am convinced that while I know the DEFINITION of the word MODERATION...I really have no concept of how to IMPLEMENT it into my life. I may need to work on that at some point.

All of this leads up to the fact that I planted a garden. You would think that a single person who lives alone would plant, I don't know two maybe three tomato plants or something, but not me.

I'm the proud owner of:
- lettuce
- spinach
- cilantro ( 3 bushes )
- basil (currently 3 plants and probably up to about 8 by the end of the week)
- rosemary
- lemon tyme
- dill
- radishes
- peppers ( 3 bell / 1 lemon something or other)

and last but not least

-tomato plants (9 of them to be exact)

What exactly do you think I'm going to do with the tomatoes from 9 tomato plants? I'm afraid I'm going to be that crazy garden lady at church looking for cars that are unlocked so she can put a sack of tomotoes in for the people when they come out of the church. My only consolation is that, so far, I've been able to resist the urge to plant zucchini. Heaven only knows THAT would get out of control in a real hurry.

No So Charming Restaurant Experience

So the last restaurant experience was labeled as "Charming". This one...not so much. Tonight an old man I have never seen before peeked his head into the kitchen and yelled, "Where's the can?"

Seriously, we all just kind of looked at each other. I finally asked, "you mean the bathroom?" Sure enough that's what he needed. So classy.

Ten Random Things About Me

I have some friends who did this on their blog and it looked kind of fun so I decided to try it.

1-vacation planned this year (I know it's shocking that it's only one-but I'm always open to suggestions-*wink*)
2-new nativities (I mean "Christmas Pictures") added to my collection last Christmas.
3-months until my trip to England.
4-styles of drinking glasses in my cupboard.
5-pillows I sleep with in my bed.
6-months to my 35th birth month.
7-more shifts at the restaurant in May.
8-great neices and nephews
9-months since I purchase a new pair of shoes. (once again I know it's shocking but try to contain yourself.)
10-weeks until the new Twilight book is released for sale.