"I do believe my redheadedness plays a huge part in who I am. If I were a blonde or brunette, I would be an entirely different person."

Monday, August 8, 2011

Happy 25th Anniversary!

Just wanted to do a quick shout out to my parents.
Today is there 25th anniversary of "marital bliss", as my dad says.
Gotta admit I'm pretty fond of my parents.
I might even like them a little bit.
I've mentioned before how much I love my dad and the relationship with him, but never really mentioned my mom.
Just a little background about my mom, when she was 26 years old and I was just 10 months, her mom, my grandma passed away from cancer.
So growing up I remember my mom always saying that her mom was her best friend, how she could talk to her about anything.
And how much she missed having her here with her.
At the time, I think she was kind of hinting that I should consider my mom to be one of my best friends. 
Actually now that I think about it, there probably wasn't much hinting going on.
I remember thinking to myself, "how could I ever be best friends with my mom?"
During my teenage years we really didn't get along very well.
Actually thats an understatement.
We were constantly fighting, always down each others throats.
Until my junior year of high school.
I went through some pretty rough trials, and it eventually changed my life and my relationship with my mom.
Thank heavens.
From that time onward, we have continued to grow very close.
I remember one time last year just sitting in my room and thinking about her and just realizing that she truly had become my best friend.
She loves me unconditionally, she'll listen to me, talk to me, let me vent to her, laugh with me, go shopping with me, talk about boys with me. 
And she always understands, and she always gives me the support I need.
Who could ask for a better friend than that?
So needless to say, I love my parents.
I couldn't have asked for better parents in my life.
They are the greatest!



 



 

 



 

 



Happy Anniversary to 2 of the most important people in my life. 



Saturday, August 6, 2011

Have I mentioned that kids say the darnest things?

So I don't know if you remember the kids I babysit or not.
6 year old Jade and 8 year old Baylee.
Just wanted to share what I was told on Thursday.
My conversation with Jade.
Jade pulls up my hair to look at my forehead.
Jade: You have a lot of fweckles.
Me: I know I do.
Jade: Thats pwobably why youw boyfwend bwoke up with you.
Me:(Busting up) Wow thanks Jade.

We were looking at pictures on my computer and Jade see's this picture:

Jade: Your sister is a lot prettier than you.
Me: Oh okay, thanks Jade. (And I'm thinking in my head, well actually we look a lot alike, but okay)
Yeah.
Good thing I don't listen to what a 6 year old has to say.
Good to know Meg is the pretty sister though. Haha ;)
Here's a little video that Baylee recorded on my camera.
This is just a little taste of how crazy they are.
It's a little long so I wont be offended if you don't watch the whole thing.

Kids say the darnest things.




Friday, August 5, 2011

Eternity

When I was 5 years old my uncle Chris and his friend little Kris moved into my house with my family and lived with us for 4.5-5 years. If you ever have seen my old house (still hate saying that) you would wonder how the heck we had two more people in their. I don't know, but we did. I don't really remember much about those times except that I loved having them there. Little Kris (we had to use the big and little before their names in order to tell the difference between the two) from that moment on became a part of our family. After having some issues with his own family, we kind of took him under our wing and adopted him into our family. Since that time I've always called him my uncle because thats exactly what he is, minus the fact that we don't share the same blood. 
About 6 years ago, I think, he married Miranda. Throughout the years they have had a hard time getting pregnant and finally got the chance to adopt a cute little girl in February. Yesterday the adoption was finalized and they were sealed to their little girl for time and all eternity. Such a sweet moment for them. 


This picture isn't great, but its the best I could get. 



Naturally going and waiting outside the temple I thought about my family and the relationships I have with them. I don't think that I could express enough thanks to my Heavenly Father for the sealing power and the opportunity that I have to be with my family forever. Can't say that we have always got a long, because that would be a big FAT lie, but I can say that the older I get the more I appreciate them. 


Its impossible for him to give a normal smile.
But we love him anyways.



The only thing that would make this picture better was if Zach was in it.
Oh how I miss him. I don't think I'll ever get used to not having him here with me.



I love this girl. She is just one of my favorite people and one of my best friends.
She is funny, beautiful, goofy, and she makes me laugh.
I just have a real soft spot for her.
I remember when she was about to be born and my mom didn't know what she was having but I told her that if she had one more boy I was going to live with the triplets (my best friends growing up).
And I remember the day she was born and my dad called me tell me that my mom had a little girl.
I didn't believe him.
But I can't express the joy and happiness Megs brings into my life. 
I'm so grateful that she is in our family.


I have to say, although I may be a little biased, this is a great picture of our family. Well except the part where Jake's eyes are closed. And again the only thing that would make it better is if Z was in it.


But luckily this little guy has volunteered to replace Z. For those of you who went to South Davis and know Mr Peter Norton. This is his son. Mr. Norton is married to little Kris's sister, so we say that we are kind of related to Norton. He's so great. 
His son has the same birthday as my dad and Z, so thats why he is replacing Z until he gets back in 17 months from TODAY! 



Norton's son thought that it was really cool that they had the same birthday and spent the night following my dad around. So cute. Makes me look forward to the day when my dad will be a grandpa.

All in all, just gotta say how much I love my family. They are the best. 
And congrats to Miranda and Kris! Couldn't be happier for them!

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

A busy weekend...


 Warning: This post contains A LOT of pictures.
The weekend was a busy one for my family and I. 
I went home to bountiful Thursday night to help my parents move into the new house.
New house.
I can hardly believed that my family moved.
23 years in the same house for my parents.
My whole life for me.
It is amazing how much stuff you can accumulate.
We spent ALL day packing on Friday.
I was pooped by the time I rolled into bed at about 1am, and was so not ready for that alarm to go off the next morning at 730am. 
We had SOO much stuff I had no idea how we were going to get it up to the new house.
But lucky for us, we were blessed with great friends in our old ward.
We probably had a good 15-20 people show up to help us.
It was such a humbling moment as I turned and looked at the many people so willing to help us.
I might have teared up a little bit, but don't tell anyone.
Maybe they were just anxious to get us out of the ward, haha.
But nonetheless I can't express my gratitude for all those who took time out of their Saturday to help us with our move. 
And it only took TWO hours to move all of our crap! 
I couldn't believe it! 
The rest of the day we tried to unpack as much as we could. 
The kitchen got unpacked first.
And my aunt and I organized the cupboard.
Looked pretty good if I do say so myself.





 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Later Saturday night I got to go the wedding of one my favorite people that I work with.
Roya.
Her and her now husband Boris had been dating for 3.5 years and had been engaged for 7 months.
Yes, WOW!
She had a bunch of bumps in the road getting this wedding ready, but luckily everything turned out beautifully.
All the girls I work with, including my two bosses (who just happen to be my uncles) were able to all attend the wedding.
I can't really express how much I love the girls I work with.
They are a little crazy, and very different from me.
However, there is NEVER a dull moment with them. 
Congratulations Roya and Boris!



 

 

 
My beautiful aunt and I. She is so funny! I love spending time with her.
We are walking proof that you don't need alcohol to have fun!

 

 

                    Yes those are belly dancers!

 
My uncle and I. One of my favorite people.

 

Cami left-mom of the kids I babysit.
 











And then yesterday morning, I spent Sunday night in Bountiful, I woke up early and drove to work. Well about half way there I hit something and my car starts shaking really bad. 
So I pull over on the freeway, get out of my car and my tire is just totally flat. 
I think I ran over some sort of big metal hook and it tore a nice whole in the tire.
So I go to call my dad to see if I should just call AAA, and as I go to grab my phone some guy in a truck pulls over.
I have this curse where I have this terrible luck with cars, so I've had these experiences a lot.
Drives my dad nuts.
And it always makes me just a little bit wary when some stranger pulls over to help, you never know who you can trust these days.
Anywho, the guy gets out of his car. 
Asks if I have a spare, and begins to change my tire for me.
Then of course, my spare is flat, but lucky for me Mr. Stranger had something to put air into it.
He finished up, said bye, and got into his truck and drove away.
I don't know anything about the guy except for that he is an EMT for the Lehi Fire department, he lives in American Fork, and he was my good Samaritan for the day.
I was so grateful for him.


 

The tire looked a lot worse when it was still attached to my car.

The weekend left me thinking about so many things I'm grateful for and really all I have been blessed with. I just want to give a shout out to all that helped us move, it was incredible to see how many people cared. Going to Roya's wedding was fun, different than the typical "mormon wedding" I'm used to, but fun to experience other people's cultures and ways of doing things. The girls I work with are crazy, but I love them and am so blessed to work with people that I love. And for the guy that helped me yesterday morning, for some reason it has really stuck with me. The guy had just gotten off a 24 hour shift and was going to pick up some sort of vacuum and I'm sure the last thing he wanted to do was stop and help some dumb girl that doesn't know how to change her own tire. (I really am determined to learn).
But he did and his kindness has stuck with me. 
The Lord truly is aware of us.