Wednesday, December 26, 2007
Merry Christmas to all
We have had such a great break. Dave scheduled our December so well, we went to the community symphony,with the three youngers, a showing of The Nutcracker with our ballet dancer, a early show of A Christmas Carol at the Hale Center Theater and even a christmas cruise on the provo river with the whole group including laur and steve. The fun will continue as dave will take time off work just to play and do daddy jobs here at home. I got a new camera thanks to laura and steve!! :) and photoshop from dave, along with some diamonds :) we will probably visit my buddy James, a jewelry artist, and he will help us set the 2 pink diamonds and 1 clear diamond into a beautiful necklace. Its truely a great time of year.
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
a recent incident
incident, incident.. that is what a nurse calls it when there has been a mistake made. You have to fill out an incident report. Well, here is my incident report.
A while ago, I was in a city a few cities away from mine. an undisclosed city. I had an hour to kill. I decided I would go to a near by store, an undisclosed store, and get a few things for my dh s birthday breakfast. As I walked into the store, I started texting on my phone. I had no longer set foot in the store when the thought came, -you have an hour to kill. The bathrooms are right here in the front.- So I wandered in that direction, still texting. I saw right by the bathroom entrance that there was a wet floor sign, meaning it had just been cleaned.. okay.. then the first stall I saw was one with a little kid seat hooked to the wall, so no mama would have to set her child on the floor while the mom used the bathroom. I headed right in there since I knew it was empty. I quickly took care of my business and as I was tucking all my clothes in, I heard a mans voice. I thought, well that must be from out in the store. But then, another man made a comment to the first voice about how busy the bathroom was that night. I peeked out of the crack in the bathroom door and realized, to my horror that I was actually in the men's bathroom. oh man... what to do what to do.. I figured that I would just wait them out.. I looked a little under the bathroom wall and saw that the fella next to me was sitting down, so he might be awhile.. hum mm... the men are waiting... I have breakfast things to get... my hour to kill is dwindling... whatever! So, I make my decision. I unlocked the door and marched promptly out of the bathroom.. I walked right past those 40-45 year old men. I started to giggle when they did a double take. They started laughing when I was passed them. I was so embarrassed, even though I was laughing. A woman was right outside the men's bathroom door and saw me come out. She stopped me with her big eyes and said "were you in there?" I said "yes and I am so embarrassed". I couldn't stop laughing... I went and hid in frozen foods hoping I would not see those men again. I got my breakfast stuff and chuckled as I checked out. When I got to the car, I text ed many people sharing my incident. It really was funny and embarrassing. what a dork. ah well. I did rush over to a near by Starbucks and get a hot caramel apple cider as immediate therapy. So do I quit texting? quit going to the store? or quit going in public bathrooms? as Rachel Lind would say, its the demon texting s fault! (BTW, there where no signs that is was the mens room, except for the sign out by the door. I had been distracted by the wet floor sign) and yes, there really is a starbucks in that city
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
Thursday, November 22, 2007
For Bobin Robin
The rules:
A. The rules of the game are posted at the beginning.
B. Each player lists 6 facts/habits about themselves.
C. At the end of the post, the player then tags 6 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know that they have been tagged and asking them to read your blog.
1. David is the love of my life. My whole family are my best friends, but Dave is the best! I admire his integrity and obedience and commitment to the gospel. He is really clever and very gentle and kind. How did I get so blessed?
2. I have a thing for many feather pillows and crushed ice.
3. I love to have sewing projects. Right now its a rag quilt. I worked on it yesterday as I re watched The Illusinist- great fun
4. I give platelettes at least once a month as part of my self imposed repentence program for weighing more then I want. Plus I am the universal giver for platelettes and they go straight to Primary Childrens hospital in SLC
5. I generally cry as I watch my children perform.. do all moms do that? I guess I am just happy they are doing what they dream of.
6. I am a crazed Index-er/Extractor for Familysearchindexing.com. It really is an addiction
A. The rules of the game are posted at the beginning.
B. Each player lists 6 facts/habits about themselves.
C. At the end of the post, the player then tags 6 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know that they have been tagged and asking them to read your blog.
1. David is the love of my life. My whole family are my best friends, but Dave is the best! I admire his integrity and obedience and commitment to the gospel. He is really clever and very gentle and kind. How did I get so blessed?
2. I have a thing for many feather pillows and crushed ice.
3. I love to have sewing projects. Right now its a rag quilt. I worked on it yesterday as I re watched The Illusinist- great fun
4. I give platelettes at least once a month as part of my self imposed repentence program for weighing more then I want. Plus I am the universal giver for platelettes and they go straight to Primary Childrens hospital in SLC
5. I generally cry as I watch my children perform.. do all moms do that? I guess I am just happy they are doing what they dream of.
6. I am a crazed Index-er/Extractor for Familysearchindexing.com. It really is an addiction
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
At the request of niece Jenny
1. Where Did You First Meet Your Husband?
I met Dave on Sept 23, 1982. He came to pick me up for our blind date. My mom greeted him at the door with raw chicken all over her hands and my dad told him he didn’t have to bring me back home until the middle of the next week because that is when the new semester started. I wore a skirt rather then jeans, and he was impressed.
2. What Was The First Thing You Said To Your Husband?
I’m thinking it was something like, “Hi, I’m Connie”
3. Where Was Your First Date?
We went mini golfing then to our friends house for a bbq
4. Where Was Your First Kiss?
Fall, 1982 The first time he kissed me, we had been on BYU campus doing a homework project in the SWKT. He needed my scale from home, so we went there to do the elevator/scale homework. Later, I dropped him off- he didn’t have a car, and it was raining, and he kissed me then.
5. Did You Have A Long Or Short Engagement/Courtship?
We met in September, I was a believer by December, but he didn’t believe until June when we got engaged. We got married Aug 16, right before fall semester of school 6. Where Did You Get Engaged? We were on a drive around Provo, up by the temple. We had gotten out of the truck and hiked up a hill to see the temple lights, that is where he asked me to marry him .
7. Where Were You Married?
We were married in the Salt Lake Temple Aug. 16, 1983
8. Where Did You Go On Your Honeymoon?
We stayed in our little honeymoon apartment for the first few nights, then headed to Virginia for the open house. We spent time in Va. Beach too.
9. Where Was Your First Place Together?
Our first place was 355 south 300 east Provo Utah, 1 mile from campus. It was an old house that had been turned into four apartments. Nice huge trees lined the streets and it was nice and quiet.
10. How Long Have You Been Married? 24 years and I’ve loved it!
I tag everyone that reads this if you haven't done it yet. I'd love to read your stories.. you can e mail them to me if you do not have a blog connie1102@juno.com
I tag everyone that reads this if you haven't done it yet. I'd love to read your stories.. you can e mail them to me if you do not have a blog connie1102@juno.com
Friday, October 26, 2007
A tale of two kittys, well okay, its 3 kitties and only 2 tails
Alright, I dont think I have told you about the kitties at my house. For my whole life I have loved cats, especially kittens. As a child, I would get a kitty, and a few days later, the cute little thing would "run away". I'm still not sure what exactly that means, and I like to think that my dads hands are completel innocent, but... hummmm.... well.. anyway...
On Lauras first birthday in this home, our first home btw, we got her a little black kitty. He was promptly named Midnight. He is a good cat, and has been so tolerant of all of us. He is now about 13 yrs old, or 93 yrs old in cat years, and he is still hanging in there. One of his eyes is blind, and he broke his leg awhile ago, so he limps, poor fella. He has also aquired a few more names. My favorite is "stinky", and dh calls him "the professor" or "Professor Gee Gah dwah" ( I dont know why, I think it has to do with the Pink Panther Movies somehow) Once we got cat #2, midnight also became "big kitty" or "big".
So that brings us to Ozlo, our orange kitty. We got him for Jacobs birthday in 06. Oz is kinda psycho and he talks alot, but he is rather entertaining... He is alson known as "Tiny".
Then, last January it got really, really cold. Colder then you think it should be. Kim heard a little meow-ing in the old home she was living in. She and her room mate eventually found this little kitty that had somehow managed to get in between the walls of that house. Since it was a rental, they couldn't keep the cat, so the Provo kitty had to come here to live "until they found her owner". (does it strike you funny this it the reverse of "the kitty ran away"?) Anyway to get to the point, this little calico kitty is the sweetest little friend for me. We never knew her name, but when she would greet me at the door, I would always call her sweetie, so that is what we call her. Sweetie. She broke her tail last week. I keep asking her how, but she refuses to say. It's not too much of a surprise, because she is so curious and so adventurous. But this resulted in her tail having to being amputated. Poor little thing. I'm not sure I will post a picture, lest it upset you, or if you are like jacob, you'll laugh for a long time. So that is the "tail". She is back to normal, watching me sew and prepare dinner from her box in the window sill and purring on my lap. She keeps me from getting lonely when everyone is gone. Stinky and Oz dont care if I am lonely. That is why sweetie is my favorite.
On Lauras first birthday in this home, our first home btw, we got her a little black kitty. He was promptly named Midnight. He is a good cat, and has been so tolerant of all of us. He is now about 13 yrs old, or 93 yrs old in cat years, and he is still hanging in there. One of his eyes is blind, and he broke his leg awhile ago, so he limps, poor fella. He has also aquired a few more names. My favorite is "stinky", and dh calls him "the professor" or "Professor Gee Gah dwah" ( I dont know why, I think it has to do with the Pink Panther Movies somehow) Once we got cat #2, midnight also became "big kitty" or "big".
So that brings us to Ozlo, our orange kitty. We got him for Jacobs birthday in 06. Oz is kinda psycho and he talks alot, but he is rather entertaining... He is alson known as "Tiny".
Then, last January it got really, really cold. Colder then you think it should be. Kim heard a little meow-ing in the old home she was living in. She and her room mate eventually found this little kitty that had somehow managed to get in between the walls of that house. Since it was a rental, they couldn't keep the cat, so the Provo kitty had to come here to live "until they found her owner". (does it strike you funny this it the reverse of "the kitty ran away"?) Anyway to get to the point, this little calico kitty is the sweetest little friend for me. We never knew her name, but when she would greet me at the door, I would always call her sweetie, so that is what we call her. Sweetie. She broke her tail last week. I keep asking her how, but she refuses to say. It's not too much of a surprise, because she is so curious and so adventurous. But this resulted in her tail having to being amputated. Poor little thing. I'm not sure I will post a picture, lest it upset you, or if you are like jacob, you'll laugh for a long time. So that is the "tail". She is back to normal, watching me sew and prepare dinner from her box in the window sill and purring on my lap. She keeps me from getting lonely when everyone is gone. Stinky and Oz dont care if I am lonely. That is why sweetie is my favorite.
Friday, October 19, 2007
another try
Alright then, its time to try this again. I will endeavor to not put any annoying music on my blog this time. With all the great family blogs, I was feeling left out since my blog fell apart. So here tis.
At this moment I have two projects going on. One is to sew a dress for the jr high school play. I was standing in line at walmart waiting to get some fabric cut, and I started a conversation with the lady next to me. Turns out she is the drama teacher at the jr high. For some crazy reason, I offered my sewing ability and she promptly assigned me a dress.
The second project is two quilts for some recent immigrants that are living in SLC. With the help of my mom and sisters, and a cute niece, I only have the binding left. So wish me luck.
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