The home teaching message for this month is by President Eyring, and it's called The Choice to Be Grateful. If you haven't read it, please do. You can read it here. I went home teaching with Dan on Sunday and I'm really grateful he asked me to.
It was a really eye opening article, especially around Christmas time. It talks about being grateful for your trials, and that a lot of times we have trials to remember the blessings we've been given. It made me very very grateful for the trials that Dan and I have. And it actually was perfect timing because I had just been thinking the day before about the trials we've been going through lately. I was just crying about it, mostly out of frustration because there's so many things we'd like to have, but that's just not what we need right now. The thought hit me that I need to be grateful. I'm supposed to be learning something from this and it will better prepare me for what's ahead. That thought led me to remember a blessing that Dan had given me before my finals, that I need to have faith in the Lord right now, and build my testimony and the strength of my faith in Him.
Anyway, our home teachers came over last night, and they challenged us to think of one thing every day that we're grateful for. So I took down our whiteboard, rearranged it, and made a place at the bottom so that Dan and I can write down every day something we're grateful for. I think it's easier to remember and recognize your blessings, especially amidst a trial, when you have to consciously think of something to be grateful for so you can write it down.
I think that has made the difference in our Christmas too. It's our first Christmas, and initially I was pretty disappointed that I wouldn't be able to get Dan all the things he wanted. I mean, it's just not practical to go into debt over it. And then on top of that, I have a million and a half things to get for nursing school. So Christmas this year is just school stuff for me, and I've got a few things up my sleeve for Dan. But mostly, it's just going to be the blessing to spend it with family. And I've never been more excited about it. Honestly, Christmas is the best when you're with family, and especially with little kids. They get so excited about it, and it just makes you happy.
On the subject of gratitude, I'm so extremely grateful for my Heavenly Father. He always provides a way for us to make it through each and every month. He loves us, and He wants to bless us. I absolutely love that, and I love being reminded how aware He is of us.
Grat-i-tude: n. the quality or feeling of being grateful or thankful.
Spread gratitude this Christmas.
Thursday, December 22, 2011
BYU Basketball
We got to go to the game on Tuesday night vs. Buffalo. I don't think we ever quite figured out which Buffalo it was, probably New York. Anyway, we were able to attend the game thanks to my wonderful grandparents. They have season tickets, and they couldn't make the game, so we were gifted tickets!!
It was so legit. We were in the 10th row. It was a pretty good game to watch.
The game started like 17-3 Buffalo, and immediately I thought greaaaaaat...this is gonna be one of THOSE games. You know, the ones that your team just gets straight up demolished. But, BYU did not fail me! They were ahead by half time, and dominated the second half. The coach for Buffalo even got a technical in the first 10 minutes of the game! (It totally reminded me of when EA played Cochise and everyone was practically screaming for Cochise's coach to get a technical called on him--I guess they don't mess around in the NCAA).
The final score:
And to top it off, because BYU scored over 80 points, we got 5 oz of free fro yo at yogurtland. Okay, Dan and I discovered fro yo and its yummy goodness in Texas, and ever since it's been love. For real. Even more than ice cream. So naturally, we went to yogurtland after the game. It looked almost like it was closed, or that no one was there, but we pulled in anyway. And guess what we found....a line out the freakin door!! After PATIENTLY waiting in line for a good 15 minutes, we got to devour our deliciousness.
Doesn't it just look fabulous?
After hearing the fight song a couple hundred times, I decided to shorten it down to three lines. Mostly because this was all of the fight song that I learned from my nephew.
Rise and shout, the cougars are out!
On to fame and glory!
We're the cougars of BYU!
Ra x 100000000000000000
Goooo Cougars!
Good idea? I think I'll submit it for consideration.
Of course, we've gotta throw in a picture of us! Don't mind my husband's sneaky mom face! It was such a pain to try and get a picture, plus the lighting was definitely not ideal. Oh well, what can you do.
One last thing. I was driving Dan to work yesterday, and this is what we saw:
How many men does it take to screw in a light fixture?
It was so legit. We were in the 10th row. It was a pretty good game to watch.
The game started like 17-3 Buffalo, and immediately I thought greaaaaaat...this is gonna be one of THOSE games. You know, the ones that your team just gets straight up demolished. But, BYU did not fail me! They were ahead by half time, and dominated the second half. The coach for Buffalo even got a technical in the first 10 minutes of the game! (It totally reminded me of when EA played Cochise and everyone was practically screaming for Cochise's coach to get a technical called on him--I guess they don't mess around in the NCAA).
The final score:
And to top it off, because BYU scored over 80 points, we got 5 oz of free fro yo at yogurtland. Okay, Dan and I discovered fro yo and its yummy goodness in Texas, and ever since it's been love. For real. Even more than ice cream. So naturally, we went to yogurtland after the game. It looked almost like it was closed, or that no one was there, but we pulled in anyway. And guess what we found....a line out the freakin door!! After PATIENTLY waiting in line for a good 15 minutes, we got to devour our deliciousness.
Doesn't it just look fabulous?
After hearing the fight song a couple hundred times, I decided to shorten it down to three lines. Mostly because this was all of the fight song that I learned from my nephew.
Rise and shout, the cougars are out!
On to fame and glory!
We're the cougars of BYU!
Ra x 100000000000000000
Goooo Cougars!
Good idea? I think I'll submit it for consideration.
Of course, we've gotta throw in a picture of us! Don't mind my husband's sneaky mom face! It was such a pain to try and get a picture, plus the lighting was definitely not ideal. Oh well, what can you do.
One last thing. I was driving Dan to work yesterday, and this is what we saw:
How many men does it take to screw in a light fixture?
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Ghetto Fabulous
I had a job interview today. Naturally, I went shopping this morning to find some "business" attire that's appropriate for an interview--aka slacks. Ugh I think I tried on 10 different pairs in 10 different sizes. I'm at that awkward in between stage where sometimes this size fits and sometimes this one fits. Good thing today wasn't a fat day. It could have been detrimental.
Anyway, so I found some pants that fit, and they were even the smaller size! Raise the roof! Ouch...I should never say that again. Alas, everything cannot be perfect though about said pants. They are too stinking long! And only by one roll of the cuff! I thought seriously about finding some safety pins and pinning them up, and possibly even buying a needle and thread to hem them (psh...that thought lasted for all of about 2.5 seconds). Then...I had an epiphany!
I'll just TAPE my pants!
Ghehhhh-to. Seriously.
But whatever works right? Because after running through the above options in my head, you'd have been able to see the safety pins poking through on the other side of the pants (that just looks ghetto and trashy) and I probably would have ruined my pants trying to hem them myself when I haven't a clue how to do it (even more trashy looking).
So despite the fact that it was super ghetto that I taped my pants to the right length, at least I'm the only one who knew about it! There's nothing quite like being secretive about your ghetto-ness. It's quite the thrill....everyone should try it.
Oh and can I just add (and Abbie thought of this first, but I completely agree) dress pants do absolutely nothing for your figure! It's like I stepped into a fat suit and suddenly lacked curves. Like all the puffy-ness went to making me look like a rectangle. Lame. At least if you've got to live with these (curves I mean), make them (pants) a little more figure flattering!
So I guess I should tell about how the interview went...
Well it when a little something like this...
I was there 15 minutes early (always a good sign right). Found the building alright, and patiently waited for my moment to shine (cheesy--barf!). She came out, said hello, and told me I could take a seat in the conference room. She came back in about 5 ish minutes later with my resume in a manilla envelope. I was probably there for 20 minutes, and then left. She seemed super nice and I thought the interview went relatively well, except for that awkward question they always ask at the end: why do you think you'd be a better hire than someone else?
Seriously, could we just rewrite that question to say "why on earth do you think you're better than someone?" It's awkward to say the least. But I muddle through it, and now it's over. I'll find out in the next couple of days if I'm hired or not. I hope yes, because I really really hate job hunting...way more than I hate awkward interview questions.
Anyway, so I found some pants that fit, and they were even the smaller size! Raise the roof! Ouch...I should never say that again. Alas, everything cannot be perfect though about said pants. They are too stinking long! And only by one roll of the cuff! I thought seriously about finding some safety pins and pinning them up, and possibly even buying a needle and thread to hem them (psh...that thought lasted for all of about 2.5 seconds). Then...I had an epiphany!
I'll just TAPE my pants!
Ghehhhh-to. Seriously.
But whatever works right? Because after running through the above options in my head, you'd have been able to see the safety pins poking through on the other side of the pants (that just looks ghetto and trashy) and I probably would have ruined my pants trying to hem them myself when I haven't a clue how to do it (even more trashy looking).
So despite the fact that it was super ghetto that I taped my pants to the right length, at least I'm the only one who knew about it! There's nothing quite like being secretive about your ghetto-ness. It's quite the thrill....everyone should try it.
Oh and can I just add (and Abbie thought of this first, but I completely agree) dress pants do absolutely nothing for your figure! It's like I stepped into a fat suit and suddenly lacked curves. Like all the puffy-ness went to making me look like a rectangle. Lame. At least if you've got to live with these (curves I mean), make them (pants) a little more figure flattering!
So I guess I should tell about how the interview went...
Well it when a little something like this...
I was there 15 minutes early (always a good sign right). Found the building alright, and patiently waited for my moment to shine (cheesy--barf!). She came out, said hello, and told me I could take a seat in the conference room. She came back in about 5 ish minutes later with my resume in a manilla envelope. I was probably there for 20 minutes, and then left. She seemed super nice and I thought the interview went relatively well, except for that awkward question they always ask at the end: why do you think you'd be a better hire than someone else?
Seriously, could we just rewrite that question to say "why on earth do you think you're better than someone?" It's awkward to say the least. But I muddle through it, and now it's over. I'll find out in the next couple of days if I'm hired or not. I hope yes, because I really really hate job hunting...way more than I hate awkward interview questions.
Monday, December 19, 2011
Don't you fake it
Sometimes I'm really ungrateful. Like a lot actually. Most of the time it's towards my husband. Unfortunately, I don't take the time often enough to tell him how much he means to me, and how truly grateful I am for him each and every day.
Let's just start at the top...I didn't have to work at all this last semester. Do you have any idea how wonderful that is? He got not one, but two jobs and has more than taken care and provided for us. I am so grateful that I've just had to focus on school this semester and getting good grades. It's still been rather pathetic (my attempt at school this semester) but it's been nice to not have to worry about that.
He honors his priesthood like I've never seen. I never have to question his worthiness when I ask for a blessing because I know the kind of man he is, the kind that always makes sure within himself that he is worthy. It reminds me of my dad, and one of the greatest things I love about him.
Dan is always making me laugh about something, and he likes to do so by pestering me! But it always changes my mood, and I end up laughing hysterically. He brings out the best in me, at least I think so.
I love him with everything that I have, and more. It's amazing how much love grows, especially when you sacrifice and go through trials together. I've said it before, but I'm going to say it again. I thought I loved him when I married him, but honestly compared to how much I love him now, it's pretty pathetic looking back.
He's the best thing that's ever happened to me, and because of him I'm better, and I want to be better.
Life is an awful beautiful ride, and I intend to spend each and every minute right along side him.
Let's just start at the top...I didn't have to work at all this last semester. Do you have any idea how wonderful that is? He got not one, but two jobs and has more than taken care and provided for us. I am so grateful that I've just had to focus on school this semester and getting good grades. It's still been rather pathetic (my attempt at school this semester) but it's been nice to not have to worry about that.
He honors his priesthood like I've never seen. I never have to question his worthiness when I ask for a blessing because I know the kind of man he is, the kind that always makes sure within himself that he is worthy. It reminds me of my dad, and one of the greatest things I love about him.
Dan is always making me laugh about something, and he likes to do so by pestering me! But it always changes my mood, and I end up laughing hysterically. He brings out the best in me, at least I think so.
I love him with everything that I have, and more. It's amazing how much love grows, especially when you sacrifice and go through trials together. I've said it before, but I'm going to say it again. I thought I loved him when I married him, but honestly compared to how much I love him now, it's pretty pathetic looking back.
He's the best thing that's ever happened to me, and because of him I'm better, and I want to be better.
Life is an awful beautiful ride, and I intend to spend each and every minute right along side him.
Lights
Dan and I went with my aunt and uncle and their kids to see the Christmas lights at Temple Square yesterday. Aside from the fact that it was fahhhhhhreezing, it was actually pretty fun. We went to dinner at their house first, and Chef Jeff made these delish pork chops from the pig that Keaton killed. It was soooo good. Oh my goodness I could probably go on and on about how good all the food was.
Jeni boiled some water, and dished out the hot chocolate; we loaded up and headed out. Tanner and Britton came with Dan and I, and they entertained us the entire way! The radio was on playing Christmas music, and then randomly that rubber ducky song from Sesame Street came on. Tanner and Britton had no idea what Sesame Street was, so after that song was over, Tanner asked for just about every song if it was from Sesame Street too. It was pretty funny.
We parked by the courthouse, and road the trax to temple square. It was actually pretty fun, but it totally took off (pretty fast actually) and I was not prepared for that! Needless to say it was a pretty entertaining ride to the temple. We walked around, avoided the sister missionaries, and looked at all the lights....with the thousands of other people that were there. I'm a little disappointed we didn't take more pictures, but that's the way it generally goes. You bring the camera, and don't take pictures....story of my life. We did however take a couple right before we left.
This picture makes me laugh because if you look really closely, you can see how red our noses are, and that we're both holding those hot pocket hand warmer things. I had been putting on my nose to warm it up, and everyone was making fun of me, but my nose wasn't freezing and their's were. Who's laughing now? Haha just kidding, but it really did work! I love being there though. And I love that we got a picture with the temple in the background.
Great Sunday night, with family. Awesome.
Friday, December 16, 2011
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas
And finally feeling like Christmas too. I swear, school sucks it all right out of you. It was so nice to get up this morning, make some breakfast for Dan before he went to work, and then clean up the house. I got to run errands, hit up the gym, and come home without having to worry about homework, or any tests. AWESOME!
To top it all off, it started snowing this morning. Just lightly, but it was so wonderful! I think more is on its way, because the clouds are so low that you can barely see the Y on the mountain!
Anyway, I'm very much loving just being a wife again....at least for the next couple of weeks. It's so wonderful not having to play the student, then the wife (and more often than not, in that order). It's nice to just breathe again.
Hopefully my brain has enough time to rest....because come January, nursing school is going down! Definitely gonna rock that! So excited!!
I hope everyone's enjoying their holiday season!!
To top it all off, it started snowing this morning. Just lightly, but it was so wonderful! I think more is on its way, because the clouds are so low that you can barely see the Y on the mountain!
Anyway, I'm very much loving just being a wife again....at least for the next couple of weeks. It's so wonderful not having to play the student, then the wife (and more often than not, in that order). It's nice to just breathe again.
Hopefully my brain has enough time to rest....because come January, nursing school is going down! Definitely gonna rock that! So excited!!
I hope everyone's enjoying their holiday season!!
Thursday, December 15, 2011
There's nothing quite like having your phone go off during a final to get your adrenaline going
Finals are over!!! I can't even begin to tell you how relieved I am that this semester is over. It has seriously kicked my butt.
Buttttt to stick with the topic, yes my phone was going off for the last 30 minutes of my test. After it happened the first time, I think I read the next question on my test 5 different times. I could not figure out what the heck it was saying or asking for that matter. I was so frazzled. Seriously, I probably should have walked out right there. I'm sure I would have gotten the same grade on the test.
Background: Yesterday I had set an alarm on my phone for 2:30 pm so I would wake up and get ready to pick Dan up from work and make it to my dr. appointment. Well....I forgot to disable the alarm for today. Yeah...sucks.
So back to the test: it was already an awful experience because it was in the JSB, and if any of you have ever had to take a test there, it's horrendous! You're sitting in these narrow sits with the small little desk that folds over halfway across your lap. So you end up hunching over your scantron, with your test in one hand, and a pencil in the other. Your back starts cramping because you're sitting in the crappiest position ever. Yeah not cool.
To top it off, the first 30 matching questions....yeah I wanted to die because I didn't remember any of the information. I think that has proved to be my greatest frustration this semester, because the tests for this class just never make sense! Buttttt...it's over. I got a 60% on the final, but it's over. And I didn't fail. So hopefully that won't take my grade to a C. I'd be pissed....but it's my fault. I didn't study.
So I'm eating pumpkin pie for comfort food. Don't judge.
Buttttt to stick with the topic, yes my phone was going off for the last 30 minutes of my test. After it happened the first time, I think I read the next question on my test 5 different times. I could not figure out what the heck it was saying or asking for that matter. I was so frazzled. Seriously, I probably should have walked out right there. I'm sure I would have gotten the same grade on the test.
Background: Yesterday I had set an alarm on my phone for 2:30 pm so I would wake up and get ready to pick Dan up from work and make it to my dr. appointment. Well....I forgot to disable the alarm for today. Yeah...sucks.
So back to the test: it was already an awful experience because it was in the JSB, and if any of you have ever had to take a test there, it's horrendous! You're sitting in these narrow sits with the small little desk that folds over halfway across your lap. So you end up hunching over your scantron, with your test in one hand, and a pencil in the other. Your back starts cramping because you're sitting in the crappiest position ever. Yeah not cool.
To top it off, the first 30 matching questions....yeah I wanted to die because I didn't remember any of the information. I think that has proved to be my greatest frustration this semester, because the tests for this class just never make sense! Buttttt...it's over. I got a 60% on the final, but it's over. And I didn't fail. So hopefully that won't take my grade to a C. I'd be pissed....but it's my fault. I didn't study.
So I'm eating pumpkin pie for comfort food. Don't judge.
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