Gardening Class

Our Relief Society put on a gardening class a couple of weeks ago and I decided to go attend. First of all, I hadn’t realized how many people in the ward knew who I was…. I was a little amazed. But second of all, I realized that I will never be a very good gardener. The lady who was teaching the class works nine hours a day and then spends 3-4 in her garden as well. I am definitely not that dedicated! I also found out that our area is not so bueno for growing but it was an awesome class and I did learn lots of new things for our future garden. Marc and I are hoping to be able to start a garden next year and I want to start small and Marc wants to start big. I guess only time will tell who is in charge of the garden and its size!

Program at Work

One of my favorite parts of working at a Library is working with the kids. Adults are great and definitely have their place but nothing lights up my day more than the children. As such, I quickly volunteered to run a Summer Reading Program Program for some kids this summer. We are exploring different countries and languages. The kids are learning to say a few words, learn a little bit about them, sing songs, play games, and do a craft. We have already survived two weeks and only tortured one little boy…. no make that two little boys and have five more weeks to go. This summer we will explore American Sign Language, Spanish, Italian, German, French, Japanese, and Dutch. I am so excited for this opportunity and can’t wait to see what other programs and kids I will get to work with in the future.

Working Out

Before I got married one of my biggest concerns was not being able to find a man that loved me for me but loved me for the physical side of me. I solved this problem by always being a little overweight and never being at my physical best. In fact looking back Marc probably saw me in my comfy clothes while dating more than any other clothes. Well I guess we can all safely say that he loves me for me. After being married then I knew that I needed to get to a point with my body that I was comfortable with me because I knew that no matter what my weight that if I didn’t like me at one weight I wouldn’t like me at twenty pounds lighter. I have worked really hard over the last year to get to this point and ladies and gentlemen… the workouts have begun. I have done Zumba, gone one runs, and have just tried to be more active. Marc and I have also been saving up for a long time and finally have enough for a Wii. We have named it our gym and have only bought working out type games for it. Marc can now be seen sword fighting and boxing and playing basketball in our living room. There is no earth shattering amount of weight that has been lost but I feel good about myself and am enjoying this new phase in my life.

New Calling

So after Bishop came to visit, we got a call saying that one of the Bishopric Members would like to come visit us. We all guessed it would be a calling, but for who? I kept hoping that they had called Marc to Scouts or something and he guessed the calling would be for me. Our friends up here bet that I was being called as the Primary Pianist since the current pianist is leaving and I can play the piano. The bets were placed and after having to reschedule, because people were over for dinner again, we finally were going to know who the calling was for and what the calling was.

Well to no one’s surprise, but my own, I was called as the Primary Pianist. I have decided that this is a good calling for me as I will be involved with the children but I don’t have to be in charge at all. I have also thought about the fact that playing for Primary is infinitely different from playing in Relief Society, my previous calling. In Relief Society there are three songs, at max, and you know what they are at least a week in advance. In Primary there are the set songs for the year but then they sing Father’s Day songs and Mother’s Day songs and Welcome songs and Birthday songs and I was definitely not prepared my first week. We had birthdays and visitors and I hadn’t planned on either of those happening! But I am excited for my calling and looking forward to being able to serve the Lord in the capacity. Wish me luck and don’t judge when it is just the top hand for a little bit :)

Kiara and Carmel Update

In case I forgot to mention it, we have a new cat! His name is Carmel and he is a rescue like Kiara but it just happens that my parents rescued him. We decided as a family that it would be best if Carmel came and lived with us here. The cats were doing really well at getting along and we were starting the process to have him declawed when everything went downhill. We are going to be starting the introducing process again so that hopefully this time, it will have a better outcome. Wish me luck! I wish I had a picture of him but he is such a turbo that he never holds still. One day we will catch him holding still and get a picture of him so that I could post it.

Cutting My Hair

It is official that my hair is FINALLY long enough to chop off and donate. I have been waiting to cut my hair for what seems like an eternity. I knew that I would have to chop off at least six inches before I would be happy with my hair again and I figured at that point I should cut off the extra few inches so that I could donate it.

So Memorial Day weekend I called up my friend and asked her who she would recommend to cut my hair. She quickly gave me the name and number of the ONLY person she trusts with her hair and I quickly had an appointment. I waited anxiously for her to be able to chop it all off. When it was all said and done I couldn't have been more pleased. I have loved having long hair but I am loving having short hair too. I always find myself in a catch 22 with getting bangs though. I always love the idea of bangs and find them super cute on other people and then I get them and they drive me crazy! This is why they are pinned back in the pictures. Enjoy!

Having Bishop Over

That night that we burned the cookies was especially comical as it ended up that we had another couple over and then Bishop over to meet both us and the other couple. It was such a “Mormon” night as we were both called that afternoon to schedule a meeting with the Bishop. Not wanting to lose dinner with this other couple I asked if we could meet any earlier than 8, especially since I knew the other couple was meeting him at either 7 or 7:30. It was then decided that he could meet both of us at our house. It was a fun night and I am so grateful that we got to have the members of the Bishopric in our home and got a chance to get to know them better. Bishop did throw me for a curve ball when he asked what calling I wanted. I had never been asked that before…. Hmmmm what calling do I want?