Happy Birthday, Bud!

JC turned 8 today- what a big day! I called him and got to talk to him for a little while. It sounds like he got a ton of presents and had a great day.

JC, I always look forward to playing with you whenever I get the chance to see you. You are so much fun to play with and you have a great imagination. Thanks for putting up with me and being so patient. Good luck in this next year, I love you!!!

What Do You Think?

This is Max, a Malti-Poo that I am thinking of getting. Isn't he absolutely adorable?! The Branbury has wanted a mascot for a little while, and I just see it as a chance to get a dog! He would be with me at the office all day so I wouldn't have to worry about him getting lonely. He is box trained, so he wouldn't need to be taken outside all the time. He's also been socialized, vaccinated, trained, etc., and he should be getting neutered here pretty soon. I've been thinking about it for a while, and I'm able to afford and keep him well. I think I have thought about it from a lot of different angles, but I'm open to opinions!

Me Likey!

Don't laugh. I had been reading Harry Potter until really late. I know I look funky.

Recently I decided to give the Harry Potter books and movies another run through. I think this is in preparation for the sixth movie to come out, but I'm not sure. I'm on book 4 (which is my favorite) and I just can't get enough! I find myself staying up ridiculously late just to read another chapter or two . . . or three . . . or six. And I have also enjoyed watching the corresponding movie after I've finished reading the book. I like comparing the book to the movie.

Okay, random thought, I know. But there it is.

Funny Laundry Moment

So I go to a laundromat nearby so I don't have to run into residents while folding my underwear or get asked to put a maintenance request in, yada yada yada.

No one was in the laundromat when I came in, and all seemed quiet. So when my wash was done, I just hung my bra up on one of the drying racks. Yeah. Out there for all to see. Things were going well until two adorable guys walked in and headed right for the washers by my bra. I kind of shrunk down and thought, "Maybe they won't know it's mine." Right. Because it belongs to the other person sitting on the other side of the laundromat. Please.

I hear the guys go over to the washers, and then start whispering. Then they make a beeline to the washers on the other side of the room and throw their wash in without looking up at me. We made absolutely ZERO eye contact the whole time! So great. I wanted to laugh out loud!

I'm good.

That's all I can say in response to the post below.

I am sooooo good!

And they are having . . .

Kyle and Ashley find out what the gender of their baby is today. I'm calling it right now:

It's a girl, and they will name her Adelaide Elizabeth.

Elizabeth is Ashley's middle name, and Adelaide is a family name. We have talked about this before because I love the name Adelaide too!

I will post more when I find out.

Tax time, GRR!!

There is something wrong with the state, when you pay $443 in taxes, are a student, and really poor, and you get a whopping $13 back. Which is the amount of the fee for filing the taxes. Ironic? I think so!

Boys and their toys. . .

Watch out, Charlie's Angels!

Anne and I went to one of our ward activities a few weeks back. It was a service auction, and canned goods were the "money" we used to bid on the services. Bishop James decided to throw a day of skeet shooting into the mix and I watched Anne's eyes LIGHT up! We started bidding on the service, and after 27 cans, a few scowls, and lots of laughter, Anne and I won the service. We talked to the bishop about scheduling a time, since it was really cold (obviously since it was still February!). We thought we would have to wait several months to redeem our service, but the bishop is amazing! He wanted to go really soon so we could have some fun, so we scheduled it for today.

And what a day!

The bishop wanted us to bring some friends so Jeff, Simeon, and Alan tagged along. The bishop brought several guns, and we all got to try them all. We went up to the mountains near Spanish Fork and went to town on the pigeons. I didn't do too poorly, either! I tried a shotgun with a little too much kick at first, so I didn't hit anything. I couldn't line everything up and get the pigeon. The guys were nice and didn't say anything demoralizing, but Jeff suggested I try the next size gun (this one was a little longer). Laughing at myself and thinking it wouldn't make any difference, I shouldered the gun, looked down the barrel, and yelled "Pull!". Bishop flung the pigeon, I lined it up, and shot. The pigeon exploded into dust, and I immediately looked around to see who had shot and actually hit the pigeon. To my surprise, all the guys were looking at me with their mouths hanging open. Then Jeff shouted, "She found her gun, bishop! She was holding out on us!" and we all started laughing. My record improved drastically after I got the other shotgun.

So we tried several shotguns, a .22 rifle, a 30 aught 6 (TONS of kick! Wow!), and bishop's son joined us later and brought some .45 handguns. I hadn't worn ear plugs while shooting the shotguns, but once I shot the .45 for the first time, WHOA! My ear was ringing and I couldn't really hear out of it for awhile. We were on the mountain for several hours, and froze our tails off, but it was great! On the way down we threw in a little off-roading, almost got stuck, and finally made it down. One of my best days of the year!

Yeah. Boys and their toys.