Saturday is a Special Day...

I woke up Saturday morning, of course early, get some breakfast and go downstairs to catch up on some TV shows that I like to watch but never have time to do so. Stephanie comes to pick me up and we head to the gym to work on our figures. We have an excellent work out so we treat ourselves to a pedicure! Loved It. We then do a little shopping and then I go home to shower and wait to hang out with my Man, who is Jamon in case anyone is wondering. I just sit down to eat some lunch when Jamon comes in the door and says "Hi." It wasn't his typical "HI" so I asked what was wrong. He told me he fell off his long board and crashed. He cut his hand and his elbow was hurting. We fixed up his hand, that was ooooh so gross. I had to cut off the skin that was hanging on his hand. It was awful. I told him that he must have been so excited to see me that's why he was hurrying so fast.

So I then drove him to the Insta-Care, where we waited forever to get him x-rayed. Three hours later we leave with Jamon shot up with morphine and his arm in a sling. He has broken his elbow. We then head to Wal-mart to get him his meds and food for the next day. On our way home we stop and get Tyson (Jamon's brother) a Jamba Juice, because he just got his wisdom teeth out. We go to Tyson's give him his Jamba and watch the BYU game with him. After we had to the movies with Jamon's cousins then off to Cold Stone for Ice cream, which by the way was the best I've had there, and then a fun game of Rummikub. Good times. Jamon and I then sit down and did some chatting when he reached over to get something and then he slipped to his knees, said some very nice things to me and then popped the question. Yup, the "Will you marry me" question. I, of course, said yes! It was fantastic. I am now engaged and wearing the most jewelry I've ever worn. It is great though. I already can tell when I don't have it on!

So now let me tell you what was really going on. As I was making lunch, Jamon was on his way over to do some proposing and crashed and broke his elbow. So when I said he was just so excited to see me, He was thinking "you have no idea." We spend his proposing time and my happy time in the Insta-Care. Then for the rest of the day the ring sat in his jacket pocket, until he had time to get to his proposing. There is so much more to this story too. My friends lying right to my face about ring stuff, and proposing stuff, and Jamon stealing my phone to get my Dad's phone number, not thinking I noticed, yea right, I totally noticed!

Well this is the story. There is a few more tiny, insignificant details I could share, but for the sake of this getting to long I'll stop. Plan on February 7th for the big day!!

I'm getting Married!! Woo Hoo!!

I am so excited!

I've calmed down a little

Poor Jamon

The Happy Couple

Tagged

I don't usually do these, but for Melodie I think I can handle it

5 things on today's "to do" list...
1- Write up 4 monthly reports and 1 service plan
2- Go Running
3- Eat dinner (I hope I don't have to make it tonight)
4- Make some RS visits
5- Do a little kissin' with Jamon

5 snacks I enjoy (I don't snack much, and when I do it's the preschoolers treats or Healthy...
1- Mallow Magic
2- M&M's (from the kids bins)
3- Pineapple Tango
4 –Banana's
5- Whatever snack the preschoolers are having

5 things I would do if I were a millionaire...
1- QUIT WORK...maybe just go to work part time (I love my Job)
2- Buy a huge house with lots of room
3- PLAY
4- Spoil my nieces and nephews...and I guess everyone else
5- Shop

5 jobs that I have had
1-Newspaper carrier
2-Inbound calling center
3-Nanny/housekeeper
4-"Flower Girl" - SUU ground crew
5-Autism Specialist (I sound so important)

Rules:Each player answers the question themselves. At the end of the post the player then tags 5 people and posts their names, then goes to their blog and leaves them a comment letting them know that they've been tagged and asking them to read your blog. Let the person that tagged you know when you've answered the questions on your blog.
1.Just who ever wants to.

4 am Woes

Its true, I'm awake at 4 in the morning, perhaps having a pity party, or just trying to have patience. Having patience this early in the morning after being woken up from a much needed slumber by people tromping up stairs and going in and out of the kitchen that you sleep under and talking in the room next to where you are sleeping, is very hard. My test these last couple of months...patience, mixed with understanding, (can you have one without the other?). I always ask myself why things are the way they are, why are things happening. I'm always trying to figure out what lesson I'm learning from this or that trial so I can learn it and move on. Am I being prepared for a future with one person who I will get to live with forever and will get to enjoy all the quirks they have? Or is it simply learning to truly love my neighbor? How do I find the balance of being a Relief Society President and a roommate at the same time? How do I reach out to girls who don't want anything to do with the church or think they are to good for the church? How do I go out of my comfort zone to reach out to those girls who need me? How do I keep the spirit with me when all I feel is frustration?

It's funny how I have a lot of questions, but there is only one answer...Prayer! Yesterday I left for work before 7 (with not that much sleep), very frustrated. The dishwasher was full of dirty dishes, as was the sink. Shoes and clothes were everywhere, along with laptops, books, backpacks, and empty snack items. I got to work and realized how much needed to be done and one of my aides just can't seem to figure out how to do data right no matter how much I show her, so I had to get down and pray. I prayed for patience with my roommates, the people I work with and that I wouldn't pass my frustration on to the kids and I would be patient with them. The day, although tiring, went amazingly. I knew I could have been a lot "meaner" with the kids but I wasn't. It was like the frustration was being suppressed (does that make sense). And even better when I got home the kitchen was spotless. I don't know what I would've done if I came home with the kitchen the way I left it.

So, here I am, laying in bed awake at now 5 am, and realizing that I am already learning my lesson which could be that I need to rely on the Lord to help me through all of this. Interesting that this wouldn't be the first time I've learned that lesson.

Who needs a Hair Cut?

Add another skill to my resume. I can cut hair. Okay, so not really. I can shave someone's hair off. I realize that shaving a head isn't really a skill, but I had a really hard time doing it so its a skill. I didn't get this skill by choice, I was pressured into it. Jamon refused to cut his hair until I did it. And It was getting pretty long. I blame all Jamon's fabulous sister's in-law, who are the best wife's and cut their husbands hair, you have set the bar high. Not that this isn't a great money savor, but I have a mother, sister and a sister in-law who went to school so they can cut hair as a profession. So why do I need to learn. I always think I can do it because it looks easy, but when that razor starts to vibrate in my hand I lose all my senses and start to panic. So with my teacher at my side and my family watching I shaved his head. It was probably the longest shaving he's had, and I've noticed a few places that I missed. No one else would notice, but becuase I have this need to have all things I touch be perfect, I notice. So I've come to a conclusion about Jamon's hair. I will shave it but not style it. No blending it in, or using scissors. So you might be seeing alot of Jamon with a shaved head. He looks good though!!

My first cut. Looks good!

Look at that concentration on my face. This is intense.

This is Bonnie, my teacher and sister in-law. I looked so worried.

On Your Marks...

Add one more thing to my "things I have done in this life time" list. I ran a 10K!! I may have finished in the last half of the people who ran, but who cares I did it! I finished in 1hour 8min, which is not fast, but fast enough! It was very exciting and I felt fantastic after...except for having sore knees, so sore I could barely walk. But I really did feel good that I was able to do it. Three months ago I don't think I could've said that I could do it, but since I started running insane miles this summer I thought I would try. So here's to me a 10K runner! It was Great!

Going Bananas

So here it is the recipe that you have all been craving. Sorry it took so long.

Banana Chocolate Chip Cookies

mix in order:
2/3 c. shortening
1 c. sugar
2 eggs
1 tsp vanilla
1 c. bananas
1/4 tsp baking soda
2 tsp baking powder
3/4 tsp salt
2 1/4 c flour
6 oz chocolate chips (yea right add more, and add all flavors of chips)
nuts optional

Bake at 400 for 8 to 10 min. and Enjoy! (they are usually better the second day and the third and the fourth, you get what i'm saying)

I didn't add it this time but I'm going to try it next time, is to add some cinnamon and/or nutmeg about a tsp. I bet it would be really good. If you try if before I do let me know how it tastes.

So this is how many bananas i'm dealing with. Any suggestion for how to use them. I've made cooking and bread...Mmmm muffins. I'm going to try that next!

Cool vs Beautiful

This is a conversation I had with one of the kids today...

It all started with someone saying something about me being or not being cool
Me: "I am cool"
Eli: "Your Not Cool"
Me: "Gasp"
Me: "Who thinks I'm cool?" (most of the kids raise their hand and say I am cool, my self worth starts building back up)
Eli: "Your not cool, your beautiful!"
My heart melts. It was all so funny.

So what's better, being cool or being beautiful? After today I know I'm both.