A Joyous Reunion

I've been thinking all week about how wonderful President Hinckley's reunion with his beloved wife. He's been missing her for years now, and though we mourn the death of an amazing man of God, he has been finally reunited!

President Hinckley has been an example of all things good in the human spirit. He has taught us the truth as a prophet of God. He will truly be missed.

What I don't understand

What I really don't get is the Monster Truck Rally. Bryan and I were lucky enough to attend one of these gatherings last weekend with Sarah and Ryan. And about 30,000 of our closest less-than-savory type friends. I mean, where did these people come from? We are in San Diego for heaven's sake. A friend of mine, upon hearing this story, suggested they came from Riverside. Those of you familiar with the area are catching my drift. Honestly, I'm pretty sure the thing almost sold out. And if it can sell out here you probably have to get tickets weeks in advance in Texas.

All I can say is that maybe trucks with big wheels smashing things is not my gig. Bryan really enjoyed the Gravedigger and is now claiming that he saw the home of Gravedigger while on his mission. I'm trying to explain to him that its just a truck, not a real celebrity but I think I'm losing that argument.

We tailgated in the parking lot beforehand and I saw a lot of things that I can honestly say I've never seen before. I won't go into most of them here because this is a family blog. Suffice it to say we felt a little "out of place" among the clientele. However, lucky for me we will be joining Ryan and Sarah's yearly tradition of attending this little show as Bryan so emphatically informed me about halfway through the program. He loved it. And Ryan was born in a doublewide trailer so he is right at home and happy to introduce us to the ways of his people.

I did love the Motocross. I really wish I could do a backflip on a motorcycle, or maybe any kind of backflip for that matter.

Ok, I'm off to see "27 Dresses," which I am so EXCITED about. I have a weakness for chick flicks of all sorts, among other things (churros, chocolate, shoes, etc). Lucky for me (and Bryan), Krystle has agreed to also save her boyfriend the torture of sitting through this unprecedented, breakthrough film and go with me!!!!

I hate Chicago and other ramblings...

Josi has left the building ya'll. I am sad to report that my long-time roommate and friend Josi has moved to Chicago as of 12/28. We are still in mourning a little around here, and can't figure out why in the world she likes the snow more than us. As you can see I'm a little melancholy over all the people that left me in December. Here's a picture of all the girls, including our favorite little Audra, at Josi's going away get together...May the Windy City treat her right!!!! We are so happy to have Hayley living with us now. It's like the good old days, except we don't fight anymore (against all odds according to Dad)!



In other news and random firings...

Quote of the week comes from some geriatric head-injured man at work, "Why aren't you married? I mean, I understand, it's hard to find a good guy. They are all on drugs or don't have a job." I really appreciate the life advice that I get at work, unsolicited of course but always offered. Apparently drug free and employed are all it takes, for those of you men that are struggling with the dating scene out there.

A question that Bryan and I grappled with on New Year's Eve was this: "Who was the first person to decide that we should start training killer whales?" I mean honestly, did someone say to themselves, "hey there's a whale...I bet I can get it to do flips." Meanwhile how did they get close enough to find out without having it bite their arm off? Or were they just walking along the orca enclosure one day and moved their hands in a flourishing motion and the whale jumped right out of the water? I have not as yet been able to ascertain the answers to these questions.

Played my first game of mini golf in about 5 years a couple of weeks ago. Thankfully Bryan and I tied so there is no room for teasing. Apparently my mini golf game is a little bit better than I once imagined. I was still no match for Bryan's dad but I did have a few hole-in-one's. My dad will be happy to know that his days of waiting for me to finish my 17-stroke holes are long in the past now.

One of my New Year's resolutions is to do some digital scrapbooking. If anyone out there is an expert in the subject or has any software recommendations please share. Some people apparently don't keep their resolutions. I guess maybe I just make mine ridiculously easy because I usually have 6 and they rarely are not met. Something tells me getting up in the morning for the next 365 days is not the kind of resolution people are talking about...

Last weekend Bryan and I went to Cabrillo National Monument and basically I decided that I want to live in the lighthouse. I mean, how romantic is that? Granted, the ceilings are about 5 feet tall and there's no room for a bed as big as the one I sleep in but still. Really it was beautiful, the wonderful San Diego January weather is back! Those of you out-of-towners beware, the following picture may make you insanely jealous. Bring on the sunshine and beach runs...