Robby Got the Job!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Cottonwood Creek Retirement Community gave Robby the job on the spot!!!! He starts on Monday!!!

Fingers Crossed

Robby has a job interview today with Cottonwood Creek Retirement Community. I'm sure praying that this is a good experience for him (whether or not he goes with this job). I remember how horrible job hunting was and I just want him so much to feel encouraged and hopeful about getting a job down here. Also, I really hope he gets a job down here soon so we can stop having a long distance relationship. It would be amazingly wonderful to live in the same town again and be able to see each other on a daily basis instead of just on weekends.

So fingers crossed for him!

I Should Be Committed

To all my married friends:

Did the thought of getting married every scare you? Maybe it's just me. But sometime the concept of marriage and being married totally freaks me out.

Maybe it's because I hear of experiences where the husband did a complete 180 after the honeymoon ended. He stopped talking; he stopped helping; he stopped listening; he stopped caring.

Maybe it's because so many couples focus on the bad. Even the wives of my current bishopric tend to lean heavily on the frustrations in their marriages.

Maybe it's because I work at a battered women's shelter and see a lot of domestic violence cases with women who are beaten and bruised by their husbands.

Maybe it's because I've never really had to be committed to anything in my life (except family and the gospel). But my life has always been very fluid. I've changed schools. I've changed states. I've changed majors.
I've had numerous apartments and roommates. A hand-full of different wards. My jobs have never really been the "long-term career" type. So maybe the concept of being with one person day in and day out for eternity puts my stomach into knots.

Hopefully I can overcome this fear someday.

777,600

That's how many seconds are in 9 days.

Why 9 days? Well, excuse my mushiness, but that's when I get to see Robby again. He's been working the sugar beet harvest up in Idaho since the end of September, so I haven't seen him since September 26th.

It's been so rough. I miss him so much. It feels like part of me is missing. After we started dating back in May, we never went more than 2 weeks without seeing each other. Often times, we'd see each other every weekend. But now it's been more than 3 weeks since I've seen my best friend and I hate it.

At first, it started out ok. I missed him a lot (of course) but we'd text throughout the day. Then we'd both get home from work at about 5 and skype on and off until 9 when we could talk on the phone. We'd talk for a couple hours until bedtime and then first thing in the morning I'd get a text from him and the day would start again.

Then his hours started getting longer. Soon he couldn't get home until 9 so we'd talk at 9:30 or so. Then we'd still have an hour to talk before bedtime and we could still text during the day. But then, his phone broke.

We still talk every night (his sweet mom lets him borrow her phone), but he works so long and is so exhausted by the end of the night that he usually calls at about 10 and we talk for maybe a half hour before he starts to drift off. And we can't text at all during the day. But being the amazing guy that he is, he sends an email to my work every morning so I still feel a bit more connected to him during the day.

So, all things considered, it's been the best long distance relationship I've ever had. But still, I absolutely hate it! I miss him so much that sometimes if feels like someone has punched me in the stomach. And I can't wait until this horrible month is over and I get to see my best friend and love of my life again.

9 more days.

Blessed

I am grateful for (in no particular order)...

Robby
My job
Mom
Giggle fits
Christi
Pie
Fresh-baked bread
John
Good Music
Hot showers
Fuzzy socks
Dad
Love notes
Daydreams
Chocolate milk
Thunder storms
Camp outs
Best friends
Late-night talks
The scriptures
My car
Dish washers
Warm blankets
Inside jokes
Chapstick
Sunday naps
Evening walks
A healthy body
Hugs and kisses
Neck rubs
Learning experiences
Shoulders to cry on
Second chances (and third, and fourth, and fifth)
My education
Peppermint gum
Text Messages
Engaging Books
Brownies
Pumpkin Spice
Indoor plumbing
Temples

What are you grateful for?

Temper Trap

I went to the Temper Trap concert at The Depot last night with my friends: Robby, Elisa, and Alex. It was a pretty good show (especially for only $5).

The opening act was Butterfly Bones. These guys were like crazy pop/techno/indie artists. Robby and I made fun of the lead singer most of the time. We decided he looked like a mix between Richard Simmons and Napoleon Dynomite. Here, take a look.



I'm totally diggin the tank top! (I think I just threw up in my mouth)


Temper Trap, itself, put on a good show. And the crowd had good energy so they were totally feeding off our vibes. I just have to say that I love Sweet Disposition the most. There was one other song that they played that I loved, but they didn't say the name of it. Anyways, really good show. And I highly recommend you listen to Sweet Disposition sometime.

I Pledge Allegiance

This morning, I noticed that someone had left an American Flag -- haphazardly folded -- on the Business Office counter at my work. I'm not really a politically-minded person, but I do love America. This is the Promised Land; a land flowing with milk and honey; a land of freedom; a land where the people have a voice.

Seeing the flag just left there in a heap seemed so wrong. So I quickly looked up how to correctly fold an American Flag (www.homeoftheheros.com) and had my supervisor help me fold the flag. However imperfect you may feel the government is, this land was built on inspired principles. Let's show our country and our flag some respect.

I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America, and to the Republic for which it stands: One nation, under God, indivisible; with liberty and justice for all.

May God bless America.