Mind his fontanel.*

Warning: I wrote this blog yesterday, but wanted to add pictures and I'm too lazy to make it look like I just wrote it. Also, HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMBER!!!

Happy Monday folks!

I found out officially, without a shadow of a doubt, that I cannot sit for the PHR exam. I have to be honest here, I am a little more then relieved. Granted, finding motivation to do the reading for the class is going to be difficult, but I have to keep going to the class if I want my money back...and I want my money back.

This weekend was pretty fun. I needed a fun a weekend, I needed some stress relief. Saturday morning started out with a run with my sister. I like running and yet at the same time I despise it. How is that possible? I think I like the feeling of accomplishing running, of being done with it. 'Way to go, you ran a few miles today and now you are sore and sweaty.' The actual activity of running makes my lungs feel like I swallowed gasoline and set them on fire...okay, okay, they only feel that way if it's been a while, or it's cold, or there are rough hills...

From there I ran one errand. That's the sweetest part about this weekend, I ran one errand the whole weekend. I went to the phone store with my dad and sister and put my dad on my family plan. Then that was it. No more errands. I could get used to that.

Elaina and her friend Bill and I went to lunch at the Galaxy Diner. Galaxy/Redneck Diner. I doubt the "Cardiac Arrest Burger" was named because it seemed like food you would eat from another planet. The place is a like a more popular Waffle House if you ask me, and I did fear a little for my life. The waiter seemed to have forgotten us for a long time and someone else's waiter took our food. But the food was good and the company was too, we shared embarrassing stories. Well, Elaina shared other people's embarrassing stories, but they were good ones.

White board at the Galaxy Diner

Then we went and got Brianna and Heidi and went on a picture scavenger hunt. The best part was when we finally got there, we got out of the car and Elaina says, "Yeah, I don't really have a plan." So instead we toured the Canal walk and pretended we were tourists in Venice. Downtown there is a pipe that goes over the river and on top of that pipe there is a walkway. I don't know the purpose, but we saw it, so we walked it. It goes on and on and then just stops in the river. Very exciting.

The sign before walking on the pipe, and pictured below is Elaina's reenactment.

Bird's Eye view of the pipe.

Elaina and me in Venice!


Saturday night we went to the adult session of Stake Conference. I was pretty beat by this point because I had only actually slept about 2-2.5 hours Friday night, I had gone running, and I had been walking or driving the better half of my day. But it was good, and worth going to, even if it's like a 40 minute drive. (Speaking of which, I drove 200 miles from Friday at lunch when I filled up to Sunday night when I drove home from my parent's house...ouch).

Sunday we had more Stake Conference, but the plus is that it starts at 10 and ends at noon, or more 11:40 which was weird. Church is normally 1-4, so this was exciting. I went to my parent's house and talked to my cousins for a bit and then we got a game of boggle going, I love boggle and it's not just because I'm good at it...or maybe it is because I can't actually think of why else I love it.

While we were playing my nephew, Jacob comes into the room. I get him to come over and give me a hug and noticing he is the only one in his little family unit that has entered the house, I jokingly ask him if he walked and he said, "Um...yeah" and nods his head and walks off. Finally his family came in.


Tommy cracks me up too. My mom made cake on Sunday and it had half chocolate and half white icing. Tommy told his mom, Joanna, that he wanted white and Jo confirmed and he said, "Yeah, I like the white stuff." So Joanna started to get a white piece and he got all upset and said, "I want the brown." Joanna said, "You said you wanted white." His response, "Because I want the brown." This isn't unusual for him, he does it all the time, but it cracks me up.

And...I held Ava. I rarely hold newborns and considering that she is like a squeaky toy whenever I move I get nervous holding her. I don't want to cause damage or anything. I think yesterday was the first time that she actually saw me, she's always been asleep before. I think she likes me. I mean, how could she not?

Crazy Baby!!!