tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20411874039946560252024-02-18T18:00:58.531-08:00cbonitabPerfection in Progress!cbonitabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08573709657108797221noreply@blogger.comBlogger137125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041187403994656025.post-20842418998079642762010-11-21T19:21:00.000-08:002010-11-21T19:54:49.637-08:00A long awaited update...So many posts that I read start with what I'm going to say... I haven't written in a LONG time. Oh the life of a busy single girl in a new city. <br /> Lets start with Some happy Thoughts: haven't done that in a while. Lets start with my top 5 oh so happy things of the evening: <br />#1 Bright Pink Nail polish in the winter. I almost makes you warmer just looking at it and wearing it. Let us remember: Once a Cali girl ALWAYS a Cali girl. <br />#2 Peaches in Strawberry Banana juice. YUM. What a delightful treat. <br />#3 DI. I have found some SMOKING deals at DI this past week. Man are they Smoking. I love it, love them. True source of Love. <br />#4 Jelly Bellies... I love that you can guess the flavor, Makes for some classic entertainment. <br />#5 The lesson in Sunday school today. It was AWESOME. It's been a while since I've been to a Sunday school class that has rocked my socks. It was such a great lesson. It was about the Book of Mormon being the Key Stone of our religion and Lives. I love pondering the simple things of the Gospel. So simple but yet Amazing profound. Everything I have and know are based on the fact that that Book is true. It is truly the word of God for our lives. <br /> While in the class I thought alot about Nashville and the people I taught there. It was amazing the simple truth that was taught in the Book of Mormon that would literally change the entire life of those I taught and met with. I remember being younger and reading scriptures with my family. As number 8 of a family of 9 children getting us all to read scriptures was no small thing. My poor parents. HOWEVER. we generally read the scriptures daily, and if we didn't read them they were always a source of discussion. <br /> How grateful I am for the scriptures being the key stone of my life. I realize that every time I have had any question I have always turned to the Book of Mormon. Life gets crazy? Seems like every the familiar feeling of home is found in those pages. I am grateful that my family has also adopted the familiar feelings of truth. WHAT A BLESSING. <br /> I feel like my life right now is one big Question Mark. Where will I be in a year, Will i still be just Cheryl, will I have a job... blah blah blah. With all the questions in the world there is one that will always stand whole and true, it is My relationship with my Savior and the reality that he lives. <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Oh so grateful.</span>cbonitabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08573709657108797221noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041187403994656025.post-88436293562916375342010-09-21T16:36:00.000-07:002010-09-21T16:41:06.293-07:00A little bit of Update...Here's just a little bit of whats been going on, I'll post more, I ran out of time at work :) Love you all! <br /><br />So it feels like it has been FOREVER since my last post. I don’t know how you bloggers do it. I can’t handle working full time and being in a full time relationship- it’s crazy around here. Lets do a run down… <br /><br />Augusto_ Derrek got a new car! Horay! It’s quite the car, and lets just say wonder oman would be in HEAVEN. It was the pace car to the track he works at, (and if any of you are like me and don’t know what that means it was the car that lead the races). He won the right to buy it at work ( I know it sounds funny but it was a Killer Deal only having 20k miles and all pretty looking, plus it’s some what of a collectors Item) <br /><br />I moved to SLC. Most of you already know this, but I moved in with my little brother just off I 15 and 45th. Derrek lives on 21st and I 80 (or so) so literally we are 2 exits apart. Very different than the 45 min apart, and let me say for the record that I LOVE it! I love being in the City, I love being close to the Big D, I love my new apartment. <br /><br />Derrek got his cast off! Horay! However, It seems like it would be better for me it he still had the cast. I often get playing around and totally forget that it’s still an ouchie. Totally ouchie. <br /><br />I started in a new office, which has been great. <br /><br />In Spetember I was able to start the month off with a Trip to Ohio for my Birthday. Talk about party and a ½. My Sister Lyn had Twins a few months ago, and I have been dieing to get my hands on those babies. Boy were they get to get a hold of! They are so dang cute! Hats off to my sister and brother in law who sleep very little. I have become very use to my life with out kids and have found that I love the quiet. I’m not quiet ready for 5 kids 2 of which being twins under the age of 2 months. <br /><br />My other Sister (Ceri) had moved to Ohio over the summer and I missed them a lot. They were also in Cincinatti and it was quiet the party when I got to see all the kids together. 8 Kids under 8, WOW. That lady… Goslin something, no matter how crazy gets points in my book for simply Living under the same roof. It’s completely nuts. <br /><br />So I got Home from Ohio to have my Boy greet me at the airport. I finally got out of him My birthday surprises… a New BED! Yes a bed. And Lion king Tickets, and a new Phone, did I forget to say I went to the John Mayer Concert the night before I left. <br /><br /><br />Let me just write some oh so grateful things really fast: <br /><br />1 I am oh so grateful for, my dad's foam pads he let me barrow. They were awesome while I was waiting to figure out the bed thing. <br />2 My brother. HE fixed my toliet one day and he actually is really great to live with. <br />3 The missionaries drooling over Derrek's car when I went out to get something from it. I miss my mission boys alot, so seeing them some how made me feel closer to my studs for a brief moment. <br />4 a place in Ohio called Mejier. It is awesome- 5$ shoes... that are cute!!! HOLLAR<br />5 I can't help it... I am grateful for my boy. He is my Cheese to a cheese burger. I am so much better with him around.cbonitabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08573709657108797221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041187403994656025.post-19639937132425111792010-08-15T18:19:00.000-07:002010-08-15T18:30:40.270-07:00Look but no touchy...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji41KAey6vm5cvoTa0yyR0bfiiMPCKScCnJ3KpzY8VeVMQ4eSEtwdcPlM3OHXZUQfwwVlfTS3TfZo7yu4vFnvEHv5Cy8xOa6fwTrmnvmrIFI6w4GRyEIcNRznUBMyEUQxfltS-AevWYIg/s1600/derrek+and+daniela.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji41KAey6vm5cvoTa0yyR0bfiiMPCKScCnJ3KpzY8VeVMQ4eSEtwdcPlM3OHXZUQfwwVlfTS3TfZo7yu4vFnvEHv5Cy8xOa6fwTrmnvmrIFI6w4GRyEIcNRznUBMyEUQxfltS-AevWYIg/s400/derrek+and+daniela.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505811735924409170" /></a><br /><br /><br />This is Him, in all his glory. My main squeeze and a dang cute little girl. He still gives me chills when we kiss: I've got it bad for this one. Heaven sent my Derrek!cbonitabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08573709657108797221noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041187403994656025.post-86844671450689075272010-08-09T08:06:00.000-07:002010-08-09T09:18:39.358-07:00The life...So I love these emails. I more wanted to put them on a blog so I would have record of them. What are they you ask? Well, Joshy my dear nephew, got a package from his Aunty. This is his response to the package. It made me giggle, and in fact it was a reminder that he's still Joshy... and rock star at that. <br /><br />"loved it all. I acted out a nephite lamanite battle for comp study with the army men. <br />I got all three elders with the whoopy cushion. I'm wearing the shorts and shirt. I shot the noise balloons at the other companions last night after lights out and made them scream like girls. Great package. Thank you. Plus I have eaten a few of the ramen packages and plan to eat one in an hour.<br /><br />I do like the ties alot. Elder Good actually made fun of the pink tie. and then i pulled out my other 7 pink ties and he felt kinda lame. he's all "ohhh.... your one of those pink dudes" like it was supposed to be an insult. I'm like "yeah man, that is where it is at and don't you forget it." <br /><br />Isn't that great? I love it. The next best thing would be getting pictures... Something is wrong with Boy missionaries. We get like NO pictures. LAME. <br /><br />Also, <br /><br />This last weekend was the extended Butler Family reunion. The Butlers (William Ray) was in charge of the reunion this year. It's been fun for me to get re-acquainted with the cousins that I never knew. Interesting to say the least. There are pictures on Face book of the activity, so super fun. Derrek's family had baptisms that day so I didn't think he'd be able to make it since the baptisms were in South Jordan and the reunion in Spring Lake. <br /><br />HOWEVER, I was sitting talking to my mom, and I see this car the kids are nailing with water balloons. I was making fun of it, then I realize it's my boyfriend. He drove right in the middle of a hornets nest of water balloons. Pretty fun, and awesome surprise. Again, how did I get so lucky? <br /><br />MY FAmily ROCks. I was reminded of this. Derrek and I had so much to do. Friday I went and picked him up from work so we could get his Drivers license, after that we hit up the bank before the weekend, then I got a text mom and dad, ted and mike were all meeting for dinner. So we met up for dinner. Derrek and I had gotten horribly sick from that buffet before so we watched while others ate. Mom and Dad ran into old family friends- the Dennis's- they lived in Bakersfield long ago, and are now living in Kaysville, ut. They sat and ate dinner- fun to see my parents excited to see old Friends and fun to hear the stories. <br /><br />After dinner Derrek and I got him packed up, and also grabbed all the stuff we needed and headed out to my parents house. We got out there at 10 pm (holy) and ended up with alot to do. Mike and my dad was All over it. <br /><br />Mike and dad made Pink and blue rice crispy treats, I topped them off with sprinkles, Derrek helped with the Butler Reunion Sign, and helped me glue the huge pictures of the ansectors on poster boards for different games I wanted to do like- pin the hair on the ancestor. <br /><br />After all the hard work, we Heated up some poppers, chips and dip and we played our selves some Farkle Until about 1 am. <br /><br />Gosh Dang how on earth did I get so dang LUCKY. <br /><br />Grateful: <br /><br />#1 Diet Dr. Pepper. I'm very grateful for the sugar free drink so I can partake with out worrying about the Yeast issues. <br /><br />#2 Aloe. Thank you Earth. Between tanning, and Kayaking Aloe= Awesome. <br /><br />#3 Food coloring. We got some for the rice crispy treats Derrek needed for the baptism. So of course we had green lemon bars, and I'm so excited about the colorful opportunities that maybe at hand. <br /><br />#4 Wipe off markers. In our house we use the white board wipe off markers to write notes for each other. The mirrors work perfectly. It's always fun to find notes in the rest room mirrors, etc. I love me My MAL. <br /><br />#5 Red Box. How's that for easy and cheap when it comes to date night? Saturday night we enjoyed 2 movies for 2 dollars. Shout OUT. Can't compare when the theatre tickets are like 17.50$ for the 2 of us. Screw that! "lets just wait for reb box" <br /><br />Life= awesome. LOVE LOVE LOVE it. Life is good!cbonitabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08573709657108797221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041187403994656025.post-9564814783373588692010-08-04T09:42:00.000-07:002010-08-04T10:00:30.459-07:00Wed!!!Doesn't happen very often, so are you ready? I'm bored at work. Can you believe it? <br /><br />One more day of the week, one more... <br /><br />Lets start with graditude. <br /><br />#1 My fun/ cute new under shirts with lace on the bottom. I love love them. <br /><br />#2 My date night with Zach!!! I got to buy the books I've been wanting to read. They are laced with all kinds of war stories, and tragitys, BUT always triumph. <br /><br />#3 Flat shoes. Comfy! Perfect for work. <br /><br />#4 Toe nail polish. Fun! I didn't wear it for a couple weeks... took a "break" and when I put it back on I realized how much I love it. <br /><br />#5 Mal's trash. She was going to throw out like 2 bags of clothes. Turns out some of them totally work as work clothes ( I truly don't care what I look like at work but they are cute)cbonitabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08573709657108797221noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041187403994656025.post-37116038441740922532010-07-29T16:29:00.000-07:002010-07-29T16:44:48.417-07:00A few Fun Photos of LIfe.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJS_i5VwxNap7WMbZ-uQRu0CZCVLgcQpZRk_uifOgPWqpIxe3ID0mm96K6MmR3p5cs6aPepGFGBmoAe_R-Lg9ndTByaXtF8iIpjSPxW7nU6m4VBitKM4uMF8J9x_7Vc_PmiaadsCk7-3M/s1600/weekend+120.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJS_i5VwxNap7WMbZ-uQRu0CZCVLgcQpZRk_uifOgPWqpIxe3ID0mm96K6MmR3p5cs6aPepGFGBmoAe_R-Lg9ndTByaXtF8iIpjSPxW7nU6m4VBitKM4uMF8J9x_7Vc_PmiaadsCk7-3M/s320/weekend+120.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499478178661646274" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirxCLmX_n78ERVNA4VmiMqxjtzTHVHAb3uXBzuaryNvwiMnEoIBKYCoSq3-7QWB08kRZSItRXXbFbZ9g-fph76623oLPHHQISdQmJVu8IgajOYu9WW-OwT992VZq9b6YBQU76XwwgqMFk/s1600/weekend+121.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOYy3epvPYd7mVnP6_teikuhMNLfgRo1Mv4G4BFAIiZcmAEFtpHYcInXJcPxkQQv6QT6NIeNQ2DCIN3rdvBMB-pVH8terLkl5Jtwl2bwKmjtqAVqDN9yrlMwyI3UPfpgPjf9pXLDKvDec/s320/temple+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499475271883238050" /></a>cbonitabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08573709657108797221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041187403994656025.post-41116654661378750702010-07-29T09:58:00.000-07:002010-07-29T10:04:56.197-07:00Enough is Enough! I need to take time and be oh- so grateful. My life is so incredibly blessed that I am going to chose to take a couple free minutes and express some serious graditude. <br /><br />My life is so awesome. <br /><br />My sisters. My 2 sisters who live in Ohio (I still think that is so random!) I adore them so much. I need to be better to them. My dear Lindy Loo has had trail after trial in this last little bit. She moved from OK, to Ohio, she had twins 2 weeks before the move. That’s enough to send me over the edge (let alone the birth story). THEN, they couldn’t find a house so her and her 5 kids and hubby are living in a hotel. Her Hubby starts a new job (shout out), and the ac in the hotel goes out! My sister gets a kidney infection and is hospitalized. My other sister takes her 3 kids to the hotel to help with the other 5 kids. That’s a total of 8 Children in 1 hotel room. And I’m not helping anyone cause I’m playing gaga games in Utah (time off work is a whole other issue). Then after all this her little boys eyes start crossing. My niece Abby had eye crossing issues and many surgeries followed the crossing. This is when they lived out in Houston, and I usually made it to the surgeries. Now, being an adult and having a job it pains me that I can’t be there for little Alex. Growing up SUCKS. <br /><br />What would I do if I had a million dollars? I’d fly to Ohio and watch my sisters babies so she could have a nap. Literally, that’s what I would do. THEN, I would go to my other friends house and help babysit, and then I would go to my other friends house and sit with her while she recovers, THEN I’d fly to Ecuador and give my nephew a big wet kiss (on the cheek-y)… So much to do, and so little resources to do it with. <br /><br />I have the best boyfriend; so cute, so fun, so just right for me. A year ago today I would not have believed if someone would have told me the greatness I would be in a relationship with. He is a giant, and “wise beyond his years.” We’ve got issues, but I’d say we are a winning team and more than 90% of the time we are apart I just want to be with him. I’d say those are pretty good numbers. <br /><br />I have such good friends. Seriously good friends. Let’s say Mal in specific and a few other Shout outs. It’s tough when life changes and things are unexpected. Adjustments are hard. I’m grateful for friends who believe and have the faith that I do, it makes changes easier, and the common goal clear. I love them, regaurdless of the time I can invest in them. <br /><br />Which brings me to my next point. I LOVE LOVE my Long – far away friends. Amanada, Lind’s, Virg. All of whom I need to be better to. Amanda, who just had surgery, Lind’s who just had twins, and Virg who had a baby also. These friends of mine always focus the conversation on me and continually give to me emotionally. It’s like my own fountain of endless support. I love that there are people you can walk away from and not see for literally years, but for some reason when you see each other, it’s like no time passed. <br /><br />And then, My nephews. My perfect, sweet, angel boys of nephews. They make my Mondays worth living… Jason doesn’t have as much time to email as Josh, and we’ve had some intimate emails that I adore. He is truly being Shaped and formed to what the lord would have him become. It’s fun to watch, but at the same time any one who has been shaped and formed knows its painful and really hard. It’s hard to watch. I can’t imagine how Heavenly Father feels. Horrible, helpless, but excited feeling all at the same time. <br /><br />All of these would- haves and should haves between the BBq’s with mister perfection and family stuff, and days with the nieces, and and and. Seems like it’s never ending. I sometimes feel so torn with all the should be’s that need to get done. I’m pretty sure it’s pretty normal to feel like that, however doesn’t make it any easier. I’ve ordered a Covey refill to some how soften the blow of craziness. Heaven bless Steven for his awesome invention.<br /><br />PS. Pictures are to come... Derrek has the camera!cbonitabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08573709657108797221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041187403994656025.post-58650744113674260112010-06-30T13:06:00.000-07:002010-07-02T15:07:57.030-07:00Grateful Again.I feel like life these days is one big blur of packing for Salt Lake for the weekend then work monday morning, then Driving to SLC again on Thursday with some customers between the time. Holy blur. Last weekend derrek's work had a big race and it was alot of fun to go see him in his element and be introduced to a whole new world of racing and stuff I haven't really known too much about. As you can see in the photo's below, we went go karting, hung out at the museum, and watched the races... All in all a good time by everyone. Derrek's birthday was on Tuesday so it was fun for me to get to see him during the week. We went out to dinner, drove around looking at houses (the houses in Down town are awesome) went to get some cards for some serious Rummy, and then a knock at his door. The knock was his dad and the night ended with some chatting by his father. Derrek seemed to like his gifts, although he is not the excited type- I'd rather some one jump around happy, and he did not do that, but none the less a great evening with my BF. (still weird to say) Derrek is rad!<br /><br /> I had a few experiences this week that made me so grateful. each of these experiences I'm going to share will count as my grateful lists... I hope thats ok with everyone. <br /><br /> #1 I have made it my goal to thank every veteran that sits at my desk. Not an easy task because they are usually Felons, toothless, or currently drunk as I stumble through what I can do to help them. As bad as it sounds, I have become numb to people and their issues-in my work you have to detach at some point or you'll go crazy. So I had this one specific Veteran at my desk that I decided to be nice to and bend over backwards to help- this is a new thing for me. As he stood up to leave I looked him in his eye and thanked him for his service. He pulled back his sleeves from his shirt and said to me "I'd do it again." I was especially touched when I looked down to his arms where he had pulled his sleeves back, and they were covered with scars from burns, clearly this guy has been through some serious wounds. <br /> I thought about that, and got emotional. The Hero's of my day are literally sitting in front of me at my desk, or are all around me... how grateful I am for men and women who do the ultimate, and sacrifice for me. That's a Christ like attribute that I reverence, rather, I am learning to reverence. <br /><br />#2 I deeply miss my sisters and their kids. This I am grateful for this feeling. If you are anyone in my family I have always been a little removed and wanting to live far away from them. I have always wanted to live on the east coast, but right now it wouldn't matter where we lived. I just want my sisters. I feel home sick, but really its sister sick. I want the feeling thats usually at christmas. Everyone sitting around talking, and teasing the kids. With the Twins here, and my other sister at girls camp, and then another sister across the States- far far away, I'm feeling a whole in my heart. i've turned in to a girl that would live on the same street as my sisters... I'm some one I've always made fun of. <br /><br />This is all I have time for now, however I am a frequent blogger. I love you all... <br /><br />SO Grateful.cbonitabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08573709657108797221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041187403994656025.post-7382196968836789872010-06-30T13:02:00.000-07:002010-06-30T13:05:46.961-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk83o7hbber1GMG-xoDKJF-Pu_V33la3PAC-YHnxtvVNoutFWAwiTmAmE7fUYhcCbBVFIl3GrPFy9pBcwGI79r_HZFHFJ18jbz3X0N6bBfq_RnqZzbD2hDgdXj7QfCiLziob7h18EY7zg/s1600/Races+031.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk83o7hbber1GMG-xoDKJF-Pu_V33la3PAC-YHnxtvVNoutFWAwiTmAmE7fUYhcCbBVFIl3GrPFy9pBcwGI79r_HZFHFJ18jbz3X0N6bBfq_RnqZzbD2hDgdXj7QfCiLziob7h18EY7zg/s200/Races+031.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488660262407177698" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRGOe0BLszf0pGrqOoxKn3LrQyD_j_C98RCedRWv-SHxT5nVEnDkz2n2ShLyY-fnPZFsdZj4j9AstY-vJ0NNBiKVHOxgg2zyYVsPsqGvRzmhOLDJCMXuBOu-8pCqYz_vb5Ao7wyVzK7fU/s1600/Races+034.jpg"><img style="float:right; 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Feels like this week went Super Fast, but Also amazingly slow. Here are some highlights of the week: <br /><br />* The stake rented out the surf and swim which I went to with Mal and Zach. How I love that those two are dating! It's like totally awesome. <br /> <strong> Highlights of surf and swim: </strong>The BBQ of FOOT LONG hot dogs (these winnies were HUGE), Heated water (So nice to hang out in warm water when it's freezing cold out side), Malorie (we don't have much time to just hang out much), My bishop and his wife (they are so so NICE, I love them), the hot life gaurds (I know they are like 16 but still fun to gaze at them), oh and how could I forget the Special Ed guy that almost drownd: I know it's aweful aweful to say, but man I enjoyed watching the rescue effort. <br /><br />*Bed time at 8pm monday night and before 10 the rest of the nights of the week. I have enjoyed going to sleep, seems like I can never get enough. <br /><br />*Jack and Cheryl "Special" time. We don't get the chance to talk alot like we use to and I genuinly enjoy talking to him. He has had girl drama so it's been fun hearing whats going on. Plus, he is in rare form, like so excited to be dating and he just wants to party... Love the energy. <br /><br />*I invented yummy breakfast food. Corn Tortilla's, ham and swiss cheese. Divine. <br /><br />*I got the invitations completed for the family reunion the Butler's are incharge of. It's going to be August 7th (all are invited), and we have some seriously cool stuff planned. I'm excited. <br /><br />*I talked to my supervisor and I'm offically in for a transfer Down Town. Deep breath, Huge deep breath. It will be great I know it, but still a big deal in my small little world. <br /><br />OK time to be grateful. <br /><br />#1 My awesome Sunglasses. I always feel fab when I am wearing those things, it's an instant facelift.<br /><br />#2 Working with Elizabeth and Rene. They are Crazy, and so much fun! I admire Rene for being true to her self, and always doing what she know's is right. Some times in a work place full of nasty politics it's hard to find a genuin person. I am grateful for Elizabeth because of her example or service. <br /><br />I'm done for the day, Peace out.cbonitabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08573709657108797221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041187403994656025.post-46210599870426041702010-06-22T07:57:00.001-07:002010-06-22T07:57:53.902-07:00Happy HappyMy goodness I’m so grateful!<br /><br />#1 Bag water. I found boxes of bag water for $2.29 at Maceys grocery store and let me tell you it’s fun! Doesn’t taste very good at all, but it’s worth just carrying around a little bag of water. Love it, thank you Macey’s. <br /><br />#2 My skin tag. I had one in my arm pit, until Derrek attacked me with dental floss and strangled the little guy right off. HOLY ouch. He got half the tag, and I have an open ouch in my pit. Derrek swears my quality of life will be improved. What ever. The best part is there will need to be a round 2 cause he only got half of it. I am grateful cause it entertained us for a good 10 minutes.<br /><br />#3 My ring. I have a pretend wedding ring that saves my life at times. I work among real champions of citizens, and a semi attractive girl has no hope of being repested with out a ring on her finger. Fair? Not at all, however they are the rules of society so embrace them we must! <br /><br />#4 My purple walls. I love my Surfer girl room. Love them. They make me smile with hope of another trip to CA.<br /><br />#5 Garments. Comfy. Breathing. Mine are currently too big, and Oh how excited I am to one day replace them all and have all new, clean, and amazing garments to wear. Yummy. <br /><br />“I would maintain that thanks are the highest form of thought; and that gratitude is happiness doubled by wonder.” ~G.K. Chestertoncbonitabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08573709657108797221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041187403994656025.post-47372087394321771922010-06-21T11:06:00.000-07:002010-06-21T11:13:21.231-07:00weekends are so fun!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivt5Y5AEvY9O14z3KMXRpi0oNNS_v91OxCKENfyjlpdSNPXYbMpyHZ9GfDm8i8Wi2j-3WwOU-QaioHfcM3s81ZuQS0THYG0dEPuKCZ8ZB7d09ggOvqNNQtl0zBqsnIIpNKIDd5ehVo4GU/s1600/temple+005.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivt5Y5AEvY9O14z3KMXRpi0oNNS_v91OxCKENfyjlpdSNPXYbMpyHZ9GfDm8i8Wi2j-3WwOU-QaioHfcM3s81ZuQS0THYG0dEPuKCZ8ZB7d09ggOvqNNQtl0zBqsnIIpNKIDd5ehVo4GU/s320/temple+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485290517460671954" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhlyM4TMhj9eThDWpGAaOYC6ybMwqMjejKSSWzZfSCH28t_N6c27Yqa2B__MC4XiN4eo1XSVAixnXPLxScAfEHVQgZ0GIksAKoYEzL7u5PDfNghEjPbx1ZRTt_NA_vZLbM5IkubKGnqBI/s1600/temple+019.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhlyM4TMhj9eThDWpGAaOYC6ybMwqMjejKSSWzZfSCH28t_N6c27Yqa2B__MC4XiN4eo1XSVAixnXPLxScAfEHVQgZ0GIksAKoYEzL7u5PDfNghEjPbx1ZRTt_NA_vZLbM5IkubKGnqBI/s320/temple+019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485290502918243074" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_c4x_60VxT7qS3hhyOraXsMQubv7R-FZlJLuE2M6MW7NzYuCcQ6aw0E-YQli9Uw6lOuMF8BFrFOHYT7Dxs9lY1mFlrXCQ85hbY4tiGcmKE0kaOdpXFSHAYdbAn49n2sx0DTbwJESbVvg/s1600/temple+017.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_c4x_60VxT7qS3hhyOraXsMQubv7R-FZlJLuE2M6MW7NzYuCcQ6aw0E-YQli9Uw6lOuMF8BFrFOHYT7Dxs9lY1mFlrXCQ85hbY4tiGcmKE0kaOdpXFSHAYdbAn49n2sx0DTbwJESbVvg/s320/temple+017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485290492809144754" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOR5f6SYkSvviQaURKoNoqtOUZlAPFHji_bkbxtCMNfqHvSOMUqcKqpRoKlyhWq6XtAWe3BFefv6evty7tNdbyiZDeVBrUTpE8oeWAEaO9hZCFozgAWGfvg8o39TMnOJ3FHyym2ytyE24/s1600/temple+009.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOR5f6SYkSvviQaURKoNoqtOUZlAPFHji_bkbxtCMNfqHvSOMUqcKqpRoKlyhWq6XtAWe3BFefv6evty7tNdbyiZDeVBrUTpE8oeWAEaO9hZCFozgAWGfvg8o39TMnOJ3FHyym2ytyE24/s320/temple+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485290490614696290" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih1jh5xozn52MNjX9fP0CJw32xZfmZ_u8Ng0_v8XLv2r5EhMYg84vZOM40l9YEdRJ8WsM7i2NHbfJqG7_qUXE73cohhoVR_L9PfmdNaT0d7220HqU7TfQ4s-wVPxF-TTUXlam0ghLT9Vs/s1600/temple+008.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih1jh5xozn52MNjX9fP0CJw32xZfmZ_u8Ng0_v8XLv2r5EhMYg84vZOM40l9YEdRJ8WsM7i2NHbfJqG7_qUXE73cohhoVR_L9PfmdNaT0d7220HqU7TfQ4s-wVPxF-TTUXlam0ghLT9Vs/s320/temple+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485290482489478498" /></a><br /><br />I am grateful for the people in my life that make it so exciting to look forward to the weekend. I'm also Extremely grateful for my friends who make everyday a party. Derrek and I had date night at his house, and we ended up having an awesome dinner, then temple square and a movie. We got to see my parents on sat morning and also hit up the farmers Market (awesome). Then we had a date night with Hannah (my BF from SUU- shout out). Long day! Then off to Da's for breakfast, with mike and my parents. We also hit up church, then off to Derrek's adorable sister for dinner with his family. We cooked... turns out we are pretty good together. Awesome conversations and awesome awesome company. Have I mentioned that life is good? Oh man it's good!cbonitabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08573709657108797221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041187403994656025.post-85640436571394151342010-06-17T09:28:00.001-07:002010-06-17T09:35:08.686-07:00Grateful<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo-l9MQ1lVKcvkow33Y2Vf1ZvMVyKTkiNa-gJSoeDnYbbtPGYS3MXdfaUihcDs3DkQ0SLqlBkFshTbOZ6-7wFpoBpFRIqiD5cHWkvJcfsVLdVhAJDZw9MW6Wt9K0EZExaDSpPYum4krZk/s1600/weekend+122.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo-l9MQ1lVKcvkow33Y2Vf1ZvMVyKTkiNa-gJSoeDnYbbtPGYS3MXdfaUihcDs3DkQ0SLqlBkFshTbOZ6-7wFpoBpFRIqiD5cHWkvJcfsVLdVhAJDZw9MW6Wt9K0EZExaDSpPYum4krZk/s320/weekend+122.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483781932860673410" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivKttavQf3VXdWVvCh9KcTHVsKbkgnMtxwdORjwOxzodCGkmCH6UYqoQGqZ5DBIbuzCDEnK9_TmJFwJYHEUdT5ptdRcAar23B1yt4xxWP-N9Q7VEBVnOi1DEMPYpIdt3qkmf37kRra2N0/s1600/weekend+123.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivKttavQf3VXdWVvCh9KcTHVsKbkgnMtxwdORjwOxzodCGkmCH6UYqoQGqZ5DBIbuzCDEnK9_TmJFwJYHEUdT5ptdRcAar23B1yt4xxWP-N9Q7VEBVnOi1DEMPYpIdt3qkmf37kRra2N0/s320/weekend+123.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483781924732586530" /></a><br />Haven't done this in a while, so I must be grateful for a moment. <br />I am so so grateful for...<br /><br />#1 Everything I have. I am so incredibly blessed. I wake up and enjoy the clothes I own, and can live comfortably. What a blessing!<br /><br />#2 My hair straightner. It takes the friz away, and I'm SO grateful. <br /><br />#3 MY sweet brother and his wife in california. While we were there our trip was chuck full of unexpected little fun times. Like seriously full of them. They were so nice to us and I am so grateful. <br /><br />#4 Along with that, the Garcia's (Amanda) seriously took care of us. Gave us a place to stay, food to eat, and a bed to sleep in. I love her just like I did when I was 6. True friend, and oh how grateful I am. <br /><br />#5 My card making abilities. I have been lucky enough to have a stash ready to go so I could just grab a card and go. I am grateful for that, people know I love them!!! <br /><br />I feel like there have been so many small blessings, it's unbelieveable. I am so so grateful. <br /><br />PS. The pictures are that we finally got to move freniture up to Ogden that is so comfy. I love our new house, and I LOVE Mal.cbonitabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08573709657108797221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041187403994656025.post-36203162992240601412010-06-15T13:40:00.000-07:002010-06-15T14:01:22.566-07:00Oh my boyfriend.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf4tkz-y0UBIm9Qj_r5iRzZfbncD4D7w_XRY1vL2zu24KNxBozqaKy-L6RdUzg_8dZGeEcAm8cpSL5yGviRtgY6TdpzWNlsWl9-6bDYeNm5_vEDlbsN7o_GxsQQBPJfxEZDxXwT-BMqks/s1600/weekend+118.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf4tkz-y0UBIm9Qj_r5iRzZfbncD4D7w_XRY1vL2zu24KNxBozqaKy-L6RdUzg_8dZGeEcAm8cpSL5yGviRtgY6TdpzWNlsWl9-6bDYeNm5_vEDlbsN7o_GxsQQBPJfxEZDxXwT-BMqks/s320/weekend+118.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483107482495773858" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzRhB1Rp30qrKlxiwuHmJtJYSWTeZxH7k7zwkgKEUMMuMMYxzeOb6p7vlep58kaTnH85S_nIfmgzBtgv_xm1NvnhBaQ5IrJkduWCsQTVzBOY20-0aeFSYA8rm5qCwjOI-xOhrLJjXVI5g/s1600/weekend+110.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhICIg3MUyAdDgd2RCqJlWypYpgl6pA_BKfilOkmOv_mhdn0SoPCiuzoMy3ZPU93HQjMwKQrduKJ1zrkIj-S62Mwt3-xMa17IgoF1oY9-K6O-uH8TO7pmd22lCVM5zY7iUIrI1Mi20uWVw/s320/weekend+120.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483106232642566002" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw2uefMSJqqZ5wYGQAyxwrxsz87tqVGPQHJ_3DpG-gu5xm6srv7dzWWMqzpDk4_AmlyyWCFht5ja6IeEseRL-5JNCC-NkHy0IgT3Y3fvFccWHUgHgWBJSjeLFgQDirpDl2d1_yyXKuC1w/s1600/weekend+119.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw2uefMSJqqZ5wYGQAyxwrxsz87tqVGPQHJ_3DpG-gu5xm6srv7dzWWMqzpDk4_AmlyyWCFht5ja6IeEseRL-5JNCC-NkHy0IgT3Y3fvFccWHUgHgWBJSjeLFgQDirpDl2d1_yyXKuC1w/s320/weekend+119.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483106223479449954" /></a><br />Yes that’s right, I’m officially dating someone. This may not be news to many of you, usually when you are seeing some one for as long as we have been commitment of some sort is sure to follow, however I’m Cheryl so it took him coming out and asking for it to be done. Guys, I’m off the market (for now anyway), and happily liken on someone. (A lot) <br /><br />So his name is Derrek, his flava is Strawberry blondes that are so fun and cute. I absolutely adore him. Absolutely. <br /><br />Lets talk California. Holy California. I am a mess, and finally the gig is up, Derrek got the full exposure to the mess. Our vacation started… In Utah. I was responsible for getting to Derrek’s house (basically down town SLC) and getting us to my parent’s condo just in time for the flight. Let me preface this with the fact that before this trip I was clearly the planner in this relationship. Derrek isn’t one for planning, he’s the type that would call day off and we’d go out, but progressively got better as we dated more. <br /><br />So I get to Derrek’s and I’m totally late. About 45 min. Usually not a big deal but we are working with airlines so maybe at this point we should hurry and get to the airport. I had already checked us in, so we just had to go through security. It was flawless and off we went to catch our flight. <br /> <br />Our seats were not scheduled together, I had talked to the airline about getting us together, and they couldn’t do it. I’d be darned if I didn’t sit by my Hottie on the long hour flight to Phx. I couldn’t keep my little hands off him. So I ended up talking to the lady next to me and wow, we were sitting next to each other. The lady was on the same row and us, and was a complete DOLL. She had dropped her only son off at the MTc the day prior. Derrek served in Japan and I having served in Nashville, we both had some words to say to her about missions. Derrek teased that is a chatty Kathy, but who can blame me, I was going on my first flight with this guy I totally liked, and was super excited to go home to California. <br /><br />So after the flight, we got into Phx. Can I just say I do not have good memories at Phx. I actually dread flying to and from that airport. Memories attached to it that I wish not to revisit. Well, most of you should laugh at this next part coming. We get to Phx, and I’m feeling pretty good. I harassed Derrek about not knowing our flight plans and continually quizzed him on our flight information based on what I believed to be true. There we sat at flight gate B4 to start our wait for our plane. The lay over was suppose to be about 2.5 hours, which is long and annoying, but whatever. Derrek got a pizza, we shared it, and then we played Mash, Bash and made fun of each other… While sitting there Derrek continually checked in on the flight by saying “your sure it’s B4” “when does our flight leave” etc. I assured I was in control and for him to sit back and enjoy his vacation. <br /><br />WELL, our flight was to leave at 8.00. at 8.02 Derrek sits up and looks at me. He says, “What time is our flight again?” I say “8.00, (like totally irritated he’s even asking)” then he looks at me while gathering his stuff and says “Cheryl it’s 8.02” <br /><br />After a long string of profanities I pull out the tickets, sure enough it’s gate B7 which we weren’t very far from at all. <br /><br />I freaked. Derrek is so calm and level headed. I was like frantic yelling at any airline person around. When we got to the gate we see them pulling the walkway back from the plane, and I’m like yelling… “Stop the plane” I remember some time in my freak out I looked back and Derrek is like feet behind me like totally removed from the situation. At the time I didn’t realize what he was doing, now I know he was probably shocked I turned into that beast, or like shocked I truly thought they would hold the flight for me. Later that night Derrek said something that made me really laugh… “you think your Oprah or something? Who do you think you are that they’d stop the plane for you” I guess at that freak out time I clearly wasn’t thinking, but if I had been thinking I would have thought that on occasion you can catch a break and not look like such an idiot in front of this totally hottie your enamored with. Karma or the universe could not be that bad to me to get me to look this dumb in front of him. <br /><br />If I would have thought that I would have been wrong. Karma does actually really suck, and idiot is a minor word for how I looked. We went to customer serve after I finally realized they weren’t stopping the flight and by this point I’m laughing so so hard. Like hysterically. Derrek, Was not laughing, I think he may have been a little confused at what the heck was going on. <br /><br />So the very very nice lady helped us and after telling us there weren’t flights available to Bakersfield for 2 days, we finally settled on a flight to Burbank for the next morning at 6:30. pretty early huh? NOT IF YOU’RE SLEEPING AT THE AIRPORT. Which we did. Don’t worry we scouted out the perfect place to sleep in the gate, no one else was there besides us so we felt fortunate to get the pick of the draw. After walking around the whole gate and finally deciding on a spot, we made camp… Literally. Derrek didn’t have time to dry his clothes he packed so he pulled those out and we had our selves a drying area. Then it’s time to “sleep.” That’s a joke. It started out fine, but then I was freezing. Like so cold. Then Derrek got cold. We resorted to putting an article of clothing on each limb to make us warm. Derrek looked so so funny. I was still laughing really hard, I couldn’t believe we missed our flight let alone that we were sleeping there, then that this guy had my black silky Pj’s on. Oh my life. <br /><br />Janitors are vacuuming around us. Yeah like seriously. WE were the only people in the whole gate besides the Janitors and I swear they took forever vacuuming around us. Derrek said he thins they went slower in our area… they thought he was cute. Horrible night of no sleep. I finally took 2 Tylenol pm’s, and even then no sleep. I did enjoy cuddling we my handsome all night; that was a sure benefit, however would not recommend it. <br /> <br />We woke up and took camp down when people starting coming into their flights at about 5. Derrek and I took turns brushing teeth and getting dressed. I went to get dressed and checked the flight monitor. I started to freak out, we needed to be in B21 for our next flight to Burbank. So I change and then tell Derrek that we had to go catch our flight. Derrek kind of laughs and says “are you sure” I assured him I was positive. He looks and me and says “Cheryl B 21 is to Boston” YES, I almost lead us astray again. Luckily this time he checked up on me and we got to the right gate. <br /><br />As we sat at the gate we were feeling warm. Derrek starts to look around and realizes that we had totally slept under the air conditioning vent. No wonder we were freezing. <br /><br />So we get into Burbank and take the bus down to Bakersfield. Needless to say, it was great to get there, and we truly enjoyed the Garcia, Gomez and Butlers. Seriously, I wish we were still there. The weather was warm, but the pool was perfect. The retirement party turned out perfect. I loved having Derrek there with me. I think I fell more and more for him there. There’s something about some one you adore loving people you love, and the world being right again. <br /><br />We had more experiences that were note worthy on the trip, however I want to add that to another post this one has gotten quite long. <br /><br />Let me just finish with a few points being made: #1 Derrek does very well in situations that are just lame, like missing a flight. #2 Derrek was so incredibly cute with the babies in CA. SO cute. #3 I like Derrek. #4 I feel so blessed to have the family and close close friends I do. I pinch my self often in gratitude. Life truly is blessed. <br /><br />PSSSS… My sister had her twins. They are SO cute! So sweet, and so perfect. I can’t wait to get my little paws on them. Oh babies…cbonitabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08573709657108797221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041187403994656025.post-683145717517829082010-05-31T15:34:00.001-07:002010-05-31T16:02:57.376-07:00What a Weekend!I love 4 day weekends! It seems as if there aren't enough in the world. <br /><br />Below are some awesome pictures of this weekends high lights. Derrek, my "friend" invited me out to his work event. Luckily he works out at the Larry H. Miller race track so the event was way fun. It was fun to see him in his element, and his cute little work shirt. Then I realized I see him in work shirts all the time, in fact all the pictures I have with him are in the same shirt... HUmmm, I smell a shopping spree. <br /><br />The event is some world wide motor cycle race, I fear the details have escaped my mind, however still fun. We saw a concert of the bands Kansas, Stix, and Foreigner. Apparently cool bands, I didn't know much of the material. i just enjoyed being with Derrek and frankly, I like Holding his hand. <br /><br />Next we went to Logan for Mal's mom and Dad's talk on sunday. They were so awesome!!! After we played games and Ate yummy food. Then I headed back to Salt Lake to enjoy dinner with my Buddy. After dinner we watched this national geographic special about the body. Nerds, yes you can call us nerds. HOWever, at least I'm no longer a nerd alone. I've got a nerd friend. <br /><br />Then, for Memorial Weekend I decided I needed a purple surfer girl room. So we spent the better half of the day painting, and I have every intention of making dinner and watching the bachlor then hitting bed!!! I'm exhausted. <br /><br />Lets hurry and say my 5 grateful things before I pass out sleepy. <br /><br />#1 I'm so grateful for mine and Derrek's flight confirmations that came via email today! Our trip is 2 days away. I have a feeling it's going to be a long 2 days :( But :) for after the 2 days! <br /><br />#2 Microwaves. Our's went out and holy annoying. I can't tell you how many times I walked over to the microwave to heat something, start it and then see it wasn't working and put it in for longer only to realize it wasn't working. Malorie thought it was pretty funny, she's the one that usually busted me. <br /><br />#3 Dryers. Not only did the microwave go out, but also the dryer. After hauling my stuff literally all over northern utah (logan, Slc, Saratoga springs, Ogden) I realize I'm so grateful I have one in my home. <br /><br />#4 My sam's club reusable bags. I love them. They are big, and awesome. <br /><br />#5 OK so this is kinda a funny thing to be grateful for, I'm grateful for being able to spit. Derrek and I had our date night at his work and I turned my head to spit. Well just then the wind picked up and a nasty spit wad instead of going to the ground went into my beautiful strawberry blonde hair. Derrek laughed, and then looked at me like I was growing something out of my forhead. Don't worry, he won't let me live it down. <br /><br />All in all, I'm just a lucky and grateful girl!cbonitabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08573709657108797221noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041187403994656025.post-77335388445243015682010-05-31T15:28:00.000-07:002010-05-31T15:34:00.214-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB2uhnKCDPRMwqOyyhBBzr0tio2cvfMugbBdo69aT1-ROT2XqsHQ7WKsCwTmF_WxE4pCpqVVF-OnP04koyrBp22t6T_nyM9oulfo15iyZWMlPRcJvDK1W2uSEdmmIz6xRb0Rs8eSdxFlo/s1600/weekend+104.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB2uhnKCDPRMwqOyyhBBzr0tio2cvfMugbBdo69aT1-ROT2XqsHQ7WKsCwTmF_WxE4pCpqVVF-OnP04koyrBp22t6T_nyM9oulfo15iyZWMlPRcJvDK1W2uSEdmmIz6xRb0Rs8eSdxFlo/s320/weekend+104.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477565559443593282" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5et00HkqAB1k95uhiONHfxK7qxlmODW9y4x9L1BTaNCUgpvJVm-LyVHS5Qk6UndtUFsGtujMHe0iBl-QGIk-ZmCjPiuvBlTNPgjmayzbQi_KQGVEdsMocEWFGHSz087SVj0sYo0m2oqs/s1600/weekend+101.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5et00HkqAB1k95uhiONHfxK7qxlmODW9y4x9L1BTaNCUgpvJVm-LyVHS5Qk6UndtUFsGtujMHe0iBl-QGIk-ZmCjPiuvBlTNPgjmayzbQi_KQGVEdsMocEWFGHSz087SVj0sYo0m2oqs/s320/weekend+101.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477565552589299058" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXlI9hrdwxH4lzy7505Tz9cue7YgC30jU3-7Td7AgC_xl1_AbhT1M3Sv8z1-bz6zj_Bz5qXmS4IjsPs8tz8e6Bz38l2WWHV7xvNvXgWvHVQtoS9lcYvN0BcPk3jk2pBbhlYlMtPBE8ceo/s1600/weekend+106.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXlI9hrdwxH4lzy7505Tz9cue7YgC30jU3-7Td7AgC_xl1_AbhT1M3Sv8z1-bz6zj_Bz5qXmS4IjsPs8tz8e6Bz38l2WWHV7xvNvXgWvHVQtoS9lcYvN0BcPk3jk2pBbhlYlMtPBE8ceo/s320/weekend+106.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477565544298497634" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilCgSIQqwkopAgBFR6MWDVqMsilwC9Yd2SR_rd1ZiMXTeffFBqxUWxiWbNAdQkuq3rFCkfiZFNsHmFUT4L_OWiq0Jroja_dJvhuELehlsE1sbvjRWJeQjD6Il7EkUYP_TSn-ie8dgPLoQ/s1600/weekend+121.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilCgSIQqwkopAgBFR6MWDVqMsilwC9Yd2SR_rd1ZiMXTeffFBqxUWxiWbNAdQkuq3rFCkfiZFNsHmFUT4L_OWiq0Jroja_dJvhuELehlsE1sbvjRWJeQjD6Il7EkUYP_TSn-ie8dgPLoQ/s320/weekend+121.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477565534828801026" /></a>cbonitabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08573709657108797221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041187403994656025.post-90142763522451444492010-05-26T07:33:00.000-07:002010-05-26T07:34:18.955-07:00Deep Breath!!!Holy Toledo! I am so glad this week is almost over! SO glad!!! I had my first set of truly “grown” up interviews where presentations were required… (Well, one was suppose to be a report but the requesting supervisor did not state that in the request email so she got an out line for a presentation). <br /><br />I was so stressed about it, but would never admit the stress. I was like on edge, and there were only a few things that would settle my tummy… (Lets be honest, only a few “people” ;) I am ever so grateful for my dear Mal who, at this point knows what I need more than I do. When I get stressed and freaked out, with out saying anything she turns into go mode. <br /><br />She cooked with me. On Sunday I came up with this idea of cooking for hours for the week to come. I’ll be honest; it was really a remedy to my anxiety, who doesn’t find comfort in the yummy-est food ever? (I tend to think highly of my cooking) After cooking and getting all that done, magically my presentations were still waiting for me to write and organize them. Magically. What a PAIN. What’s worse than having to present in front of a panel of 4 Supervisors and an Area Manager? I’m pretty sure nothing, however after thinking about it, I’d rather present then have to recover from surgery. <br /><br />The interview on the first day I walked out feeling neither way. I wasn’t feeling like it was good, but I don’t feel like I’m out of the running. I thought 15 people were interviewing, turns out only 5. That means my chances are much greater. OMG I might actually have a shot at this. <br /><br />The second day interview could be called somewhat of a train wreck. HOWever, I looked HOT in my little suit. I have great great hair and I actually like my legs these days. Then there’s my eyes… they are HOT. I was checking out my mom, and she has very pretty blue eyes, I probably got them from her. Back to the interview- just glad they are over. I should know in 2 days what the result is. Could be nothing and those interviews were a “great” experience. <br /><br />Aside from that, I am so looking forward to this long weekend. My new ward is full of great people, and I’m really excited about it. Turns out there is another click of “cool” people who want to join forces with our click. They live like a couple blocks away and should be fun to call at a moments notice to play tennis or something (now that my click is all paired off, and my “friend” Derrek lives in SLC I’m wide open for things to do after work) Maybe I should volunteer somewhere. <br /><br />Lets move on to the Good stuff, my Grateful list. <br /><br />#1 This morning’s e-mail from the state. The lady who sent it is named Nichole- Malorie. Random name, but those happen to be the names of our 2 click members- the other females anyway, and seeing their names made me smile. <br /><br />#2 My Ball. This week a guy- who’s name I will no longer recognize as a name, broke my egg/ science project. I’ve been working on this thing since January and after me asking him not to do it many many times, he broke it. No apology from him, because “it’s just an egg, and I need to get over it” Of course, Lame guy. I was so so so upset (still am). Like profanities upset. Last night, Nichole invited us over to dinner, her and Jack made Peruvian… they had a surprise. It was a bouncy ball that has green glitter in it. How very very sweet of them. At the time it made me sad cause I realized I didn’t have this project that I have tried to complete so many dang times, but yet again some one couldn’t keep his hand off… when I saw the ball this morning I realized it represented genuine friends who care about my feelings so so much. I though to my self, “Ah they love me” and had a warm heart for a minute. <br /><br />#3 Liquid eye liner. I never wore it before Mal came along. I had tried some of my sister Ceri’s but I was always allergic. Well, I found a brand that works and my eyes are Beau-ti-fullllll because of them. Thank you Revlon for bringing out the true HOTtIE in me. <br /><br />#4 So I’m a blog stalker. I’m grateful for it. I have a list of 5 blogs I follow regularly of people I have never met. The first blog is of a good friends X-husband’s new wife. Next would be Jack’s X girlfriend, then a lady that got in a plane crash, then Jack’s Sister in law who is so dang funny… and the last one is… some other funny chick, I don’t even know who she is. Random? Of course, but I love the entertainment. Don’t kid your self, blog stalking is part of my daily routine, and I’ll frequently text Jack and tell him to jump on line new pictures are posted on HIS Families site. If any of you know of blogs I should be reading, PLEASE SHARE. <br /><br />#5 I’m grateful for the feeling I have right this second. Totally Chill, Music going on, Good stuff to look forward to this weekend (date night with my nephew), a job that I enjoy, a kissing friend I adore, and friends that have made my world go around.<br />Ahhhh it’s a good life. I feel so at peace I could be sitting at the beach and feel the same feeling. <br /><br /><strong>Happy White Wednesday!</strong> (That means temple tonight), seriously does it get any better?cbonitabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08573709657108797221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041187403994656025.post-88040339827220344092010-05-25T09:39:00.001-07:002010-05-25T10:24:49.743-07:00Grateful<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw6nw9LXaj8wMmap_njA4BGCTvXdU2l2oDZRupmgLehE8pS1AP1g1w2rRixDBmK6sg1UH_cA6AQE4hFVN_1aMsHMptEDV4fvu31wB7qdSO2IPvEkdwfMqDAvcK6IszOplpVs5470a-VxI/s1600/weekend+089.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw6nw9LXaj8wMmap_njA4BGCTvXdU2l2oDZRupmgLehE8pS1AP1g1w2rRixDBmK6sg1UH_cA6AQE4hFVN_1aMsHMptEDV4fvu31wB7qdSO2IPvEkdwfMqDAvcK6IszOplpVs5470a-VxI/s400/weekend+089.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475249120506885490" /></a><br />Lets just hurry and do this... Seems like life is a hurry these days. <br /><br />I'm so grateful for... <br /><br />#1 The Logan canyon. As I went for my first really big interview (upper management) I was so nervous. I was in a state car, Suit, and feeling so official. I was so nervous and anxious. The canyon was amazingly beautiful. My nerves were calmed and it reminded me a little of Alaska, which any one who's been there can agree the beauty is not comparable. Thank You Logan canyon for being there in my time of need. <br /><br />#2 The guy above. DERREK. He's a newer friend that I just adore. He is fun, he's so sweet, and so nice (some times) and allot of times he's a total Joker. I'm grateful I know him though and have been having fun with him. He listens to my endless ramble of how lame things are, and how awesome I am... Ahhh Derrek. <br /><br />#3 MY NEW WARD. LOVE IT. Absolutely adore it!!! I love that it's not click, and I love that Mal is in the Relief Society Presidency. Mal is frequently telling me how awesome I am, BUT lets be truthful. Clearly she is the awesome one. <br /><br />#4 I love love my Seeds I make. Chinese Pumpkin seeds with Bragg's seasoning. Love it, love them, and thank heavens for yummy-ness. <br /><br />#5 Yummy Salsa that I make. Last night I was freaking out BIG time about interviews and things. I had me some home made salsa and nachos. Lets just say, AMAZING.cbonitabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08573709657108797221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041187403994656025.post-6569688125094199412010-05-18T11:39:00.000-07:002010-05-18T11:50:30.383-07:00I'm kinda having a hard day at work, seems like I'm hearing sadder and more sad stories all over the place! Figure I better write something I'm so so grateful for before I turn into Bitter Betty. <br /><br />#1 Zach's Voice. My friend Zach and I have this Love and Big time hate relationship. We fight, and then we hug and love each other so much. I'm grateful for that. Sometimes you need a friend you can just call and cuss at, and then they laugh at how dumb you sound... <br /><br />#2 Paul Mitchell Mousse. I love how it makes my hair just the perfect curl. I don't have it right now, and I'm feeling the pain. With out it the "curl" looks like a soft wave, and it's not at pretty (dare I say that about my own hair?) Paul Mitchel, I love your mousse. Thank you sir for bringing out my best curl. <br /><br />#3 I'm grateful for Anna the cleaning lady at my work. She is so sweet. She's Seventh Day Adventist and so dang cute. Every week i get the Adventist news in English and Spanish, and she invites me to worship with her all the time. We talk about life and she is always so sweet and concerned about whats going on. When I had my surgery she prayed for me. How sweet is that? I always use the "Usted" form of my Spanish verbs to show her I respect her. Truly I have learned, it does not matter what your job is, but how you touch those around you with the spirit you bring to that job. <br /><br />#4 Chap stick... Seems to be coming in handy lately. <br /><br />#5 My trip to Cali in the making. I'M so excited!!! I will be staying with the Gomez family (I love them) and hanging out with my sister in law, the kids, brother, and also a sister from another mama, Nicki. I love them all, and nothing better than California of a couple days to get your mind off Utah happenings. Lets not forget that a super cute cute guy is coming with. Hollar.cbonitabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08573709657108797221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041187403994656025.post-29578045602150695402010-05-13T07:10:00.000-07:002010-05-13T08:03:56.190-07:00Thanks again!Thursdays are always a good feeling for me. A deep breath, and a week closer to retirement, which means a week closer to a mission, and being a grandma. Kinda wierd count down huh? I just really want to skip being a mom and I want to be a granny with all the fun benifits that it includes. I just see my self being so fun as a granny. <br /> OK, this passed week at work was kinda a big one at work; new structure, new supervisor, possiblities are endless when they do this. Alot of anxiety, but I'm glad to announce nothing is changing for Cheryl (for now anyway). I was feeling mixed about it, I think I wanted a change, but now I'm feeling good about it. <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxDOd79zEoRKDJlwyzhrjhV0FA1n-0sF0XxNTKWn0_I6mQ_csrXbqUhiomfNZoWf3U2BKbyKyFMxROS4dOgzAL3mabBZ6OQr6HAcgIG9omcm7OSVAxMCPaX28Age76hHyeCE1zM7na_94/s1600/nic.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxDOd79zEoRKDJlwyzhrjhV0FA1n-0sF0XxNTKWn0_I6mQ_csrXbqUhiomfNZoWf3U2BKbyKyFMxROS4dOgzAL3mabBZ6OQr6HAcgIG9omcm7OSVAxMCPaX28Age76hHyeCE1zM7na_94/s400/nic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470767140355290258" /></a><br /><br /> My friend Jack has this girl friend that we just love. Life is so much easier when a close friend is dating some one you love and adore. Its a mutal consis, we love and adore nichole. Welcome to the crew little one. She Brings with her a fresh perspective, and a kindness thats not so nerdy. We love you girl and are excited to have you. <br /><br /> Let's start our grateful list before I have to go teach a workshop. <br /><br />#1 I am so grateful I have manners. People come in here alot with out them and I think it says so much about who you as a person when you use them, verse when you don't. <br /><br />#2 Straws. I love them. I don't like to have to move my head while working and drinking. <br /><br />#3 Elizabeth Chenney. She is a co worker that has such a tender heart. We have the best conversations. She's got some sassy to her, don't worry. I was hesitant to want to work with her, but have found it to be an awesome experience. I really enjoy her spirit both at work and on a personal level (hard to accomplish). <br /><br />#4 Helping friends. Nichole Came over last night so we could talk about Boys (with out them being there) and it was so good! I had to clean my room and the house cause Derrek is coming (Horay!!!) she was so sweet, she could not sit back and watch, she had to help. No matter how much some one says no, they really do want help! I love that I have friends that know that. <br /><br />#5 reality checks. No matter how awesome life is and how happy I am, reality checks help us know what it is we are doing here, and what it is we are becoming. I am grateful. <br /><br />Here's some inspiration for your day! <br /><br />Allow Your Own Inner Light to Guide You<br /><br />There comes a time when you must stand alone.<br />You must feel confident enough within yourself to follow your own dreams.<br />You must be willing to make sacrifices.<br />You must be capable of changing and rearranging your priorities so that your final goal can be achieved.<br />Sometimes, familiarity and comfort need to be challenged.<br />There are times when you must take a few extra chances and create your own realities.<br />Be strong enough to at least try to make your life better.<br />Be confident enough that you won't settle for a compromise just to get by.<br />Appreciate yourself by allowing yourself the opportunities to grow, develop, and find your true sense of purpose in this life.<br />Don't stand in someone else's shadow when it's your sunlight that should lead the way.cbonitabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08573709657108797221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041187403994656025.post-63603544119975588592010-05-12T14:47:00.000-07:002010-05-12T14:53:47.193-07:00So Happy, and So grateful.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv0xSJcy5IR815_doN_f8xnHYJ3az7c_9iU8wLKtgOg0pmFXvhCMnEQIQX2sYlifxWjwG3k3qB0XY5AaOkA70dfUQhcUCKZnL3-LJ7WCFY23Rceobe8EWyR6N8XhoI9KIeajAcg-bN5uA/s1600/Christmas+2009+034.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv0xSJcy5IR815_doN_f8xnHYJ3az7c_9iU8wLKtgOg0pmFXvhCMnEQIQX2sYlifxWjwG3k3qB0XY5AaOkA70dfUQhcUCKZnL3-LJ7WCFY23Rceobe8EWyR6N8XhoI9KIeajAcg-bN5uA/s400/Christmas+2009+034.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470504956996857490" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJrEIypq3d7Y1PkAoDtxeND_nz8s4XqfowoDsyt57opBfCa3dVxFwrvaKGALMn4CFqeQUFLCWmEcWYP1MWVJJqY-SteCP2jmb7aqWZyPUm9WYKIX6szn9oSdiEFbpKhiVHRilBmAkWEM0/s1600/Christmas+2009+177.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJrEIypq3d7Y1PkAoDtxeND_nz8s4XqfowoDsyt57opBfCa3dVxFwrvaKGALMn4CFqeQUFLCWmEcWYP1MWVJJqY-SteCP2jmb7aqWZyPUm9WYKIX6szn9oSdiEFbpKhiVHRilBmAkWEM0/s400/Christmas+2009+177.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470504945225365554" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrggnsyurMjEH0sRJYLUMdRDdzTXzEHaMbaiegJ0W_b4E78C8lZaMakTwygfH_SYOUL4UrQjRHbgibfYHRx3X9r9ZBuM7oUv4VsORrkbRNS3twCad71mJIUVSvahB2By1G-1pNG9n9M0M/s1600/Christmas+2009+176.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrggnsyurMjEH0sRJYLUMdRDdzTXzEHaMbaiegJ0W_b4E78C8lZaMakTwygfH_SYOUL4UrQjRHbgibfYHRx3X9r9ZBuM7oUv4VsORrkbRNS3twCad71mJIUVSvahB2By1G-1pNG9n9M0M/s400/Christmas+2009+176.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470504931537634178" /></a><br />First off I have one more day of work till the awesome weekend starts! Not that I’m wishing my days away, but more of me loving those that surround me in my life and love to spend every minute with them! Let me send a grateful shout out to those I love. I love you! <br /><br />#1 I can’t help it. I love my twins already and they aren’t born. My sister called, we need to pray that little girl inside of her needs to flip so she can come into the world naturally. So let us pray. I love her Camilla, and baby Spencer already and they haven’t breathed yet. I just love them. <br /><br />#2 Flex spending. As hospital bills come in and all other bills I’m so grateful I thought about this surgery in advance. Like so grateful.<br /><br />#3 The clips on my board that allow me to post pictures with out putting a whole in the picture. I have them In pink, purple, and light blue. I love it, and think of how cute those colors are all the time. <br /><br />#4 My nephews. The mission boys. Again I say it frequently, but man I love them. I try to sway them to call their aunty frequently, but no luck YET. I sure look forward to living forever with my nieces and nephews. There is no better Joy then them growing and making good choices. Shout out family of mine. <br /><br />#5 Baja Blast Mt. Dew. Love it. Dear Taco Bell thank you for being invented. Thank you for bringing some of my life line a.k.a. Mt Dew Baja Blast to my life. Thank you.cbonitabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08573709657108797221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041187403994656025.post-90803322747534120622010-05-11T10:07:00.000-07:002010-05-11T12:10:54.800-07:00Grateful TuesdayI owe my self grateful things today, just because i forgot yesterday. I was so sleepy.<br /><br />#1 Bubble gum! Nothing better than blowing big bubbles. I'm pretty sure blowing bubbles can solve allot of problems in the world.<br /><br />#2 Change. It seems like everything is changing these days. I go into freak out mode, then I realize all the great things in life happen when change comes to pass. I'm glad I don't know whats up with work, I'm grateful I have a new ward, and I'm glad everyone in our "click" ha ha is dating and things are changing that way too. being stagnate is never a good thing.<br /><br />#3 Expedia Web site. I love it. I love that I can simply put where I want to go and a price comes up, and I know for the low price of ___ all my problems are solved. LOVE it.<br /><br />#4 My USB cord! Oh how I love my camera, and Oh how I love my connecting cord!<br /><br />#5 ranch. Simple, but makes my world so much better. My world goes round because of my need for ranch on so many goods.<br /><br />"A simple grateful thought turned heavenwards is the most perfect prayer." <a href="http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/d/dorislessi384119.html">Doris Lessing</a><br /><br />My heart is Especially happy For my Dear Sweet PERFECT TWINS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Can't wait!!!cbonitabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08573709657108797221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041187403994656025.post-29210229403714381232010-05-11T09:23:00.000-07:002010-05-11T10:04:50.319-07:00Mal's Big HUge day!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji4n5eSO108MhX2FIxr8wrLXEse3ysEIQ0EfpJrP4s5IrQyQ1ll1sKgGnjOSeGSmI4ZWXuCbyLIy6sy5cEVzlX69fI0S-R5X5-WXkixMpf9tFMjXw8L2zk3taa8RWcSGiSflLDrrq_FR4/s1600/weekend+077.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470050465906718450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji4n5eSO108MhX2FIxr8wrLXEse3ysEIQ0EfpJrP4s5IrQyQ1ll1sKgGnjOSeGSmI4ZWXuCbyLIy6sy5cEVzlX69fI0S-R5X5-WXkixMpf9tFMjXw8L2zk3taa8RWcSGiSflLDrrq_FR4/s400/weekend+077.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I had the awesome opportunity of going to the temple in Logan with Malorie. <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPKyBq9R5Z6o1C6j4c1QwzTNtqEyXo_Q74l4fj10iilNravCZdXeANxtFhQTZ5S2b6cCBg4d4Gkv5P2bQM2ggVaZPZRBASCYTKegD-RCgH5ZmedvUPNxWOlRj7xga8uUEYwpEfK04fzds/s1600/weekend+076.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470050447736036834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPKyBq9R5Z6o1C6j4c1QwzTNtqEyXo_Q74l4fj10iilNravCZdXeANxtFhQTZ5S2b6cCBg4d4Gkv5P2bQM2ggVaZPZRBASCYTKegD-RCgH5ZmedvUPNxWOlRj7xga8uUEYwpEfK04fzds/s400/weekend+076.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Hollar! It was so beautiful with all the flowers and the weather... AMAZING.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqTn5RuXy5YoMSVuzDN7A-VCCCgGOSXrTxdLzWnOqeEwty8Iuzti4qOEaCF6mtMngbhibPNkqLFPAq-706kKBewNa6NDXL321bjj0dqcmuF19mgBqQwtdaT8cmCM9MDo4UIrEvcSp45iU/s1600/weekend+072.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470050441474067154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqTn5RuXy5YoMSVuzDN7A-VCCCgGOSXrTxdLzWnOqeEwty8Iuzti4qOEaCF6mtMngbhibPNkqLFPAq-706kKBewNa6NDXL321bjj0dqcmuF19mgBqQwtdaT8cmCM9MDo4UIrEvcSp45iU/s400/weekend+072.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Us and our twins. We love them. Where would our lives be? Shortly after the temple, they put on a concert for us at Mal's house. Her mom fell in LOVE with Zach, (of course it's kinda a duh)<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCYEpn86RjKnTvXQNJUXuQkA4OExcaMqaWxfEYG83ve9nW9ETpVvOuY7vCMqh5QwgjrCxjDTE-iv-nsJo_otX9uT_KbM8pSxFyojT1EtI15D5X70QNgS7fRcC2BRF6NtvbU3hZy361UR4/s1600/weekend+066.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470050434920580914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCYEpn86RjKnTvXQNJUXuQkA4OExcaMqaWxfEYG83ve9nW9ETpVvOuY7vCMqh5QwgjrCxjDTE-iv-nsJo_otX9uT_KbM8pSxFyojT1EtI15D5X70QNgS7fRcC2BRF6NtvbU3hZy361UR4/s400/weekend+066.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Me and my Jack. What an awesome guy! The night before Mal's big day, Mal and I drove up to Logan to help her mom get the house ready, then we bought all the nourishing food (BBQ!!!) We roasted hot dogs and it was FUN!!! (we've been wanting to BBQ for some time now) </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Mal is so Cute! She was so calm, at this point I was freaking out for her, Seems like I did all the freak out fro every one else. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvzLeR9mhql0V0W634oHCphTh3DJOZZpqbJ5wTDp8lfo2c8wL7unqNA1H5Efph_RMN5AVYOmM_fRQa3l26NEneIpCa3hJ7WRLI1RlEzdtp7Bcy4TwFEMDrqHKNomHZQsTGDcpsmp5ONWY/s1600/weekend+062.jpg"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470049564762581842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvzLeR9mhql0V0W634oHCphTh3DJOZZpqbJ5wTDp8lfo2c8wL7unqNA1H5Efph_RMN5AVYOmM_fRQa3l26NEneIpCa3hJ7WRLI1RlEzdtp7Bcy4TwFEMDrqHKNomHZQsTGDcpsmp5ONWY/s320/weekend+062.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Me and my Winnies. Little known secret, I didn't eat hot dogs till after my mission. Can you believe that? (to my credit they are kinda gross) Now I just eat the polish kind, Costco converted me. Now look, I'm a hot dog roaster... Old dogs learning new tricks.<br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjAe72YppXHoR_uAAH0ZjZ5F5haQkyqBqOd7GxNnqW7JIdu17IGJS2GhW58jPyXmPPaqsjq_u3Bk7j4dfWorXQXyuVPzv7Ayw3m8ZaJu8YCY9Xhr5lbnDCwT_UtF-gKIaqSJGwuQJjV1E/s1600/weekend+056.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470049552959809794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjAe72YppXHoR_uAAH0ZjZ5F5haQkyqBqOd7GxNnqW7JIdu17IGJS2GhW58jPyXmPPaqsjq_u3Bk7j4dfWorXQXyuVPzv7Ayw3m8ZaJu8YCY9Xhr5lbnDCwT_UtF-gKIaqSJGwuQJjV1E/s320/weekend+056.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwfKbtzUdV8QxdQj2KXa9AHMi_5SMsa-J4oyeLOEjeM-szHOxB3YQrOYIgDtJincrDMlqicrQXZYElLSbEcn_AjaSsg0LAWOt8nNvO6pLH05BjIxkkc1NGUMmOcHzX1PTsyEt81cxLz2o/s1600/weekend+070.jpg">Jack looks so cute here. What a crazy. I just love Zach. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470049568373714546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwfKbtzUdV8QxdQj2KXa9AHMi_5SMsa-J4oyeLOEjeM-szHOxB3YQrOYIgDtJincrDMlqicrQXZYElLSbEcn_AjaSsg0LAWOt8nNvO6pLH05BjIxkkc1NGUMmOcHzX1PTsyEt81cxLz2o/s320/weekend+070.jpg" border="0" /></a> Before I headed up north my mom hooked me up with a list of family names to find in the cemetery in Smith Field (where Mal is from) turns out I have family that Settled the city (we are Smiths) So I took pictures of head stones and stuff with Mal. What a good Friend she is to do that with me. This is a picture with a Craghead, the other side of the family. <br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYDqDRZnqFeF16sXKUdUfXliZb_GY_yHaJQcKpfiafm5YiHQs0NN8wfqnkFIRR_Tckef7yKu7RbAWEK1NBjqkSb4lVNtlxSc-ZYaCl4BJPxcDQekCWP6hCTJoOJnV9tdyYJUzRwezOvEM/s1600/weekend+055.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470049545648681298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYDqDRZnqFeF16sXKUdUfXliZb_GY_yHaJQcKpfiafm5YiHQs0NN8wfqnkFIRR_Tckef7yKu7RbAWEK1NBjqkSb4lVNtlxSc-ZYaCl4BJPxcDQekCWP6hCTJoOJnV9tdyYJUzRwezOvEM/s320/weekend+055.jpg" border="0" /></a> What a good Friend!!!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz3j3NU_4o-l1LqRYnUgslBfAGkpxpYi6ZIuLhdU8Pfa_WbQo7GthAsKSJSssR-iNOQsiA3k1sRNul0bPK2nngFr-DfUWvquq_b7ku4RHep9fK_D1197sy78i0fjCfmvLPtdZ-7iI2W7o/s1600/weekend+041.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470049543056824562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz3j3NU_4o-l1LqRYnUgslBfAGkpxpYi6ZIuLhdU8Pfa_WbQo7GthAsKSJSssR-iNOQsiA3k1sRNul0bPK2nngFr-DfUWvquq_b7ku4RHep9fK_D1197sy78i0fjCfmvLPtdZ-7iI2W7o/s320/weekend+041.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Long story short, great weekend. I was able to see some other "friends" and it was PACKED full of fun. My Nephews from the Mission were able to call home, I didn't talk to any of them- I felt it was important for them to have special time with their mom's. I called my mom and wished her a happy day. </div><div> My ward was reorganized this last week so we have everything new. I went to Church alone, and eventually was able to talk Zach into ward hopping over to my ward. I was so glad he was there with me. </div><div> I'm glad I have Friends that I can sit in Holy places with, what a blessing. </div><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>cbonitabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08573709657108797221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041187403994656025.post-62361586743846506912010-05-05T14:39:00.000-07:002010-05-05T15:33:41.732-07:00GratefulEven after that Novel of a post I still must shed some seeds of gratitude.<br /><br />#1 Bleach wipes :) Trust me, they are a very good thing where I work. Heaven bless Proctor and Gamble (shout out to the newest employee my Brother- in- law Jeff (Hey Jeff- I can still Kick your rear end just cause your big time now <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">doesn't</span> mean snot)). <br /><br />#2 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Texting</span>. My communication to my Twins and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">BFF</span> during the work day. Where would we be with out each other, you people are my rocks and constant communication is a must. whats the saying? A family that texts together stays together?<br /><br />#3 The emergency contacts list above my desk. Bright colors that are mandated by risk <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">management</span> that we have them by our phones in case we forget to call 911 in an emergency. (Who do they think we are? We run public programs and allocate funds but can't call 911?... HUM) I think it's funny everyday.<br /><br />#4 My non slip teeth whitening strips. The new crest 3d are awesome. They don't move so you can talk and keep the party going all the while whitening those Hot <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">dentes</span>.<br /><br />#5 Have I mentioned my amazing tooth brush? I LOVE LOVE LOVE it. Like LOVE it. I don't know how many of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">y'all</span> know this but I am all about Oral Health.cbonitabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08573709657108797221noreply@blogger.com2