Happy Easter!

my favorite pantsless cowboy

I have to admit that I am the auntie who allowed the boy to be pantsless.  It just didn't seem worth a battle and so I consented to the young man's wardrobe request.  At least he has the decency to always wear shoes and a diaper, sometimes adding a little pajamas to the mix.  He maintains a mysterious persona. 

p.s.  I've known more than one pantsless cowboy in my day.  Let's not forget my chance meeting in Times Square in September 2002.

March Madness

I think I come off as having an anger/temper/patience/feelings problem.  I'd say that there are actually very few things that upset me.  I'd like to try and name a few things now.....

• having a stuffy nose - snarfy as my family calls it
• Blaine won't drink Diet Coke yet - but we did negotiate to change the goal date to the Monday after the Ogden Marathon
• Bejeweled can't save my highest score because I won't buy it
• Cary Grant is dead
• this one store is too dangerous for me to visit
• sometimes my associates lie with such confidence they may think they invented lying - ask me about the TB claim
• I'm no decorater but I wish my house was filled with stuff like this - instead I have white bare walls
• my dream of an Irish vacation is fading
• manipulaters - no matter their reason....unless it's me of course
• not being with Amanda, Kayli, Katherine, Lisa, Jennie, Rachel, Emily, Emily, or Amy as often - I miss the old days
• being an adult - regarding taxes, insurance, investments, accountability, full-time work, etc.
• every human doesn't communicate the way that I do - because my communication is unflawed and completely clear
• garbage day - putting out the garbage, hearing the truck so early in the morning, and bringing the can back in is treacherous work
• being recognized at my local Lucky China and sometimes at Noodles even though I really cut back - is it good customer service or just humiliating?
• my blogger friends aren't updating their blogs as often as I prefer - don't wonder if I'm talking about you....I am

I'm pretty sure these are the only things that ever upset me....and only during the month of March of course.  That's why they call it March Madness.  Over and out.

I am not afraid of love.

And thus concludes Love Month.....I may be more or less comfortable with "love" today than I was on February 1st. I love a lot of things/people/places/ideas but I struggle communicating those thoughts. Unless I have specifically used the words, "I don't love you," please trust that I do love you and stuff. I do. Really.

I am not afraid of love.

I love the Ogden Temple. I love it just the way it is. I'm trying to get excited about the changes but I'm worried I'll lose the "this is my temple" feeling. I bet I'm just getting ahead of myself. I love all the temples.