Thursday, December 22, 2011

2 Years

On December 11, 2009 I married my cute husband. 
I can't believe it was that long ago. 

We went on a little vacation to Las Vegas to celebrate our anniversary and it was really fun. :)

I will post picture with us actually in them later, these are just the only ones I have right now.

The first day we flew in and stayed at the Hard Rock Hotel. 

We were pleasantly surprised with our room. 

This bed was so fluffy that I kept getting stuck in it while I was sleeping. I'm not sure if that's a good thing or not.

This little TV wall thing was pretty cool because it had a TV on both sides. There was also an iPod player in the wall that was connected to surround sound throughout the room, or else you could just use a screen on the wall and find music on there to play. Not too shabby.

This is just the little entry way, but I should have gotten a picture of the giant bathroom. All the walls were glass. It was really cool. 

Those really aren't the greatest pictures, but like I said--be patient with me and I'll add some more. :) 

The second night we stayed at the Palms and we were excited about this room too. 

The big kitchen.

Yes two TVs right next to each other on the wall... haha probably not necessary but we thought it was pretty cool.

The pool was really cool, but pretty much abandoned since it was freezing cold. There was a restaurant just connected to the side of the pool which was really cool. It was all glass and you could look over and it looked like you were on the water. We ate there that night. 

I spent a lot of my time at H&M and Forever 21. My two favorites. :)

I wish you could see it better, but this tree was the prettiest thing I've ever seen! I want one in my living room.

And that's about it. This is a pretty boring post but I will add more later. 

So happy I married that boy two years ago!! :) Happy anniversary to us!

Monday, December 19, 2011

Not an obligation, but a pathway

Today I woke up kinda grumpy. 

Then I stumbled upon this talk. I loved it the first time I listened to it, and today it really helped me put things into perspective. 

"My dear sisters, the gospel of Jesus Christ is not an obligation; it is a pathway, marked by our loving Father in Heaven, leading to happiness and peace in this life and glory and inexpressible fulfillment in the life to come. The gospel is a light that penetrates mortality and illuminates the way before us.
While understanding the “what” and the “how” of the gospel is necessary, the eternal fire and majesty of the gospel springs from the “why.” When we understand why our Heavenly Father has given us this pattern for living, when we remember why we committed to making it a foundational part of our lives, the gospel ceases to become a burden and, instead, becomes a joy and a delight. It becomes precious and sweet.
Let us not walk the path of discipleship with our eyes on the ground, thinking only of the tasks and obligations before us. Let us not walk unaware of the beauty of the glorious earthly and spiritual landscapes that surround us.
My dear sisters, seek out the majesty, the beauty, and the exhilarating joy of the “why” of the gospel of Jesus Christ.
The “what” and “how” of obedience mark the way and keep us on the right path. The “why” of obedience sanctifies our actions, transforming the mundane into the majestic. It magnifies our small acts of obedience into holy acts of consecration."

How true is all of that? 

I'm so grateful for the gospel. 

Wednesday, December 14, 2011


My calling at church is in the nursery.

And boy do I love those little ones.

The hard part is there are 25 of those little ones. And sometimes 4 adults can't Monitor exactly all 25 at one time.

A few weeks ago, a sweet little aspiring beauty consultant found her way behind me during singing time and asked so politely if she could play with my hair. Before I knew it she had found some scissors I had put up on a stack of chairs. I didn't know she had found them until I heard a snip behind me and heard a few other kids point and gasp. I turned around to her innocent little face holding a section of my hair that she'd so sweetly cut for me. She must have known I needed a hair cut.

It really wasn't that much hair.. Maybe a section the about 4 inches long and the size of an extension cord. But it was pretty funny and probably frightening for her. When she saw my face I think she realized she had done something wrong. So I just got the scissors and my hair from her and took the scissors back to the library. Her little face was too sweet to get mad. When I walked back into the nursery room she looked up at me and said, "What happened to your hair?" as if she had no idea what had gone on in the last 5 minutes. I just laughed and told her she cut it, but she was too sweet to say much more so we left it at that. (Sorry guys, I'm not the best at reacting to these situations... as you can tell ha)

The next Sunday I walked into nursery and as soon as she saw me she asked, "Did I cut your hair?" She must have remembered and been thinking about it because I hadn't told her parents or anyone. (I didn't want them to feel bad about it.. I know, I know.. I'm not good at this stuff) I told her, "Yes, have you been feeling bad about it all week?" She nodded and I think we had it all taken care of at that point. But I ended up telling one of the other girls in nursery, who thought it was way too hilarious to keep from her parents. So they found out. Her mom is super cute and did the sweetest thing with little Sophie.

At about 7 that night I heard the door bell and opened the door to see Sophie and her mom on the porch. Her mom had a plate of cookies and Sophie had a card and a "craft" that she had made herself to say sorry. They must have rehearsed because Sophie said, "I'm sorry for cutting your hair" and handed me the things she had made. She was so sweet, I just loved it.

I thought that was just the cutest thing ever. What a good mom she has! I will make a mental note of her professional skills for someday when I have kiddos. 

On another note, I have the greatest employer. 

They gave me one of these for Christmas. 

Although, they may have given it to Mike more than me, because I can't seem to get my hands on it. 
Thanks to my great bosses!!