Awesomeness on the Airplane

That's right.  I, Ms. Jenny Pants, was terrified to fly alone with the 2 munchkins.  And Thursday morning, I was feeling oh so sick, and this didn't make me feel any better about the impending doom on the plane.  Everything I pictured was unpleasant.  But, you know what?!

It was awesome!

I could definitely do it again.  Sammy was a gem.  Callie was blissful.  During the layover we enjoyed Subway AND, yes, AND Jamba Juice.  After we landed in Detroit, I had many people approach me and say how wonderful my kids are, how they did such a good job, how they are so cute....and that just makes a big mama proud.  Way to go girlies.  I see more solo flights in the future -- not sure where to yet, but it'll be gooooood.

On a sidenote: a lady approached me to ask if I had been on tv with Samantha.  Yep.  Mistaken for Kenadie again.  That's ok.  She's cute.  People see, small girl, small head and think "show on TLC that I saw!"  That's ok.  I like that she was curious and chatted with me.  Nice woman. 

What I Love About Church

Aside from believing the things I've studied and have been taught, there's one other HUGE reason I love church.  And it's because of these fine young ladies.  For the past 2 years I've been in the Young Women's presidency.  This means that I get to work with these lovely young women who are bright, friendly, hilarious, fun, serving, hilarious (did I mention that already?), cute, smart, faithful, and all around fantastic.  I truly love spending time with them.  Whether it's teaching on Sundays, planning fun activities for Wednesdays, chaperoning dances, or getting ready for Girls' Camp this summer (ahhhhh!  soooo excited for this year!!!), I just love being around them. 

One thing that I am truly impressed with is their dedication to what they believe.  They live what they believe.  Their faith is deep rooted and they are incredible examples to their friends.  When I was in high school, I don't remember sharing my beliefs in the same way that these girls do.  They look for opportunities instead of waiting for opportunities to come to them.  I was always willing to answer questions, but I waited until I was approached.  These girls are always looking for ways to teach their friends what it is that they believe, and stand as examples of what a good member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints is all about.  I love these girls.  This has been the best calling ever.  I would stay working with the young women for the rest of my life if I could.



On this night, we were all learning hair tricks from Kelly L.  Fun, easy tips and tricks for the summer.  That's also where I learned about Biosilk's Beach Texture spray.  LOVE IT!  Use it all the time now.  Thanks Kelly!

New Hair

So, I just got my hair cut.  It was time for my 6 month check-up, afterall.  I love getting my hair done, but really, I only do it about every 6 months.  This time, I decided I wanted to go back to being really blond.  I needed a change and I wanted to get away from so drab.  Blond blond.  I liked it way back when -- when it was mostly natural with some highlights.  Pregnancy changed that for me.  Anyway.  So I found an old picture from back when Sammy was a baby and I brought it in.  I told him, "I want to go really blond, like this.  And I like how there's some dark pieces in there to give it depth, but I want to be blond blond again."  I wasn't trying to be cryptic, but he must have thought so, because I'm darker than I've ever been, with a few blond pieces instead. 

Normally, this would have stressed me out completely.  Perhaps I would have even cried.  I'm not sure if it's because I'm sick, or if I really don't care.  But...oh well.  Who cares?  It'll lighten up a little bit, and if I really hate it in a few weeks, I'll have my cousin lighten it up.  Look at me, I'm livin' on the wild side.  I'm exotic.  Ya-ah!

Watching the new favorite, Pinocchio.

Check out the dark hair...I'm so wild.

Toy Story 3 = Tears?

(sigh)

How pathetic am I if I get teary-eyed watching Toy Story 3?  The end?  People.  It's sad.  They say goodbye and Andy, and he drives off.  I'm not the only one, right? 

Lame Lyrics

I'm sorry.  This has been on my mind for some time now.  I mean no disrespect who feel connected to these songs -- if they speak to your heart, then that's great.  These songs were obviously written for you.  But, for me, they make me giggle a little bit.  The drama of it all...ooooh.

Jordin Sparks:  Tattoo "You're on my heart, just like a tattoo.  Just like a tattoo, I'll always have you."  Unless you do laser removal.  The ink can only go so deep Jordin.

Jordin Sparks:  No Air  "Tell me how I'm supposed to breath with no air?"  Well, I don't think you can.  "But how do you expect to live alone with just me?  'Cause my world revolves around you, It's so hard for me to breath."  This sounds serious.  "I walk, I ran, I jump, I flew.  Right off the ground to float to you.  With no gravity to hold me down for real."  For real, yo.   

Mars Bruno: Grenade.  "I’d catch a grenade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)/ Throw my hand on a blade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)/ I’d jump in front of a train for ya (yeah, yeah , yeah)/ You know I'd do anything for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)/  Oh, oh/ I would go through all this pain,/ Take a bullet straight through my brain,/ Yes, I would die for ya baby;/ But you won't do the same" This just sounds straight up crazy.  The funny thing about this song, to me, is the sheer drama.  He sings with the intensity of N'Sync or Backstreet Boys (yeah, yeah, yeah).  I mean, listen to him sing it.  He's very very serious about dying for this girl.  Yet all I can do is picture him doing what he says after each stanza -- but coming back to sing the next line.  I can't help it.  I'm insensitive and mean, but this song is just funny to me.  Go through this pain, take a bullet through the brain -- are they just looking for things to rhyme here?

I'm not saying these singers/artists aren't talented.  They have wonderful voices.  I'm not trying to make fun of them personally, or those who really love these songs.  For me, though, they just make me laugh.  Now, if you want to make fun of my music, plenty of people do.  Go ahead.  My playlist there on the side...not a hit with everyone I'm sure.  And that's ok with me.  Still though...if we can't laugh a little, then what have we got?  (yeah, yeah, yeah)

My Girls

Blurry but beautiful. I love how much Callie loves Sammy, and I love how Sammy lights up around Callie. However, in this picture she's just tolerating the love.

In the Park

Other than the fact that Callie's jeans are a little too small, I have to say I'm so impressed with Callie. These park pictures are from a few weeks ago, but just last night we were at the park and the older kids there were so worried that Callie was climbing up so high by herself. Perhaps I should be more careful, but she's got skills -- and she hasn't fallen yet.

There are few parks that have these kinds of swings -- perfect for special needs kids. There's full support, which is so so nice. Samantha can't sit on a "regular" swing, so we often use the small baby swings. But, even though she's small, those baby swings aren't meant for kids like her. It's hard to get her in and out of them and even though we do it, I so much prefer when we find a park with these wonderful swings. Who knew a special swing would change my feelings about a park?

It's not the best picture, but it makes me smile. You can tell Callie's smiling and Sammy's squished in there smiling. It's happy.