Party, Party, Party!

Sarah Rose is getting married! Last week Sarah D. and her sister Carolina came from Italy. We have had so much fun in such a little amount of time.

Saturday was bridal shower day. We started our first one at 10:00. We had a great time with some really great people. At 2:00 Sarah's friend gave her another bridal shower. This one was with Sarah's close friends.

During the first shower, Sarah received lots of nice things for her new apartment. The 2nd shower concentrated on things from Victoria Secret.

I had the perfect gifts for Sarah. I gave her some cute plates from Costco and a wooden fruit bowl. For the 2nd shower, I wrapped up a wonderful gift in a Victoria Secret bag. I told her it was guaranteed to make a man happy. I think it was perfect... What man wouldn't want their wife to use a good cookbook?

After the bridal showers we went to the ward party. Three parties in one day!

I'm Back!

It has been a long, long time since I have posted on my blog. I have filled my days with writing papers, participating in online discussions, and taking tests. Tomorrow I take a final. I have 3 papers that I need to reread a few mores times before I send them in as well as a few more discussions to do. I have taken 28 tests, written 24 papers, and have done about 30 discussion boards...I'm tired!

I spent from the middle of May to the middle of July completing 4 classes. Not the most fun way to spend a summer, but I am glad that I have them done.

Last week when I was at a point that I did not need to spend 10 hours a day online, I went on a little vacation. Kathleen and I went to the Rosebud Reservation, the Badlands, and then on to Rapid City South Dakota. It was fun to see where Marty's mother grew up. What a pretty place!(Marty and Joe went on the high adventure)



At Rapid City we met my dad and my aunt and went on to Mt. Rushmore and the Black Hills. I had never seen Mt. Rushmore or the Black Hills, they were wonderful!

We drove out to Crazy Horse, took some pictures and then headed back to Rapid City to make our journey to Yellowstone.

When we finally got to our hotel it was 3:30 am. We were exhausted. We went to the office, found out that everything was closed and that our key was supposed to be in a box. No key for us! We ended up sleeping in our cars in front of the hotel. When the people finally got there at 8:00 am, we found out that we had been forgotten. I think that was the worst hotel I have ever been in. The walls were paper thin and the bed was full of springs. There was popcorn under the bed and under the dresser, I was afraid that there were mice, but I didn't see any.

We tried to take a little nap and take a have a shower before we headed into the park. We stopped at a few of my favorite places and had a fun time seeing the park. I never get tired of Yellowstone!

That evening we went to the Pine Cone Playhouse and saw The Drowsy Chaperone. This was so much fun! I hope that they continue to have such fun plays year after year.

The next day we saw more of the park and some animals. I have been to Yellowstone many times, but have never seen a wolf. I was super excited to finally get to see one.


We saw Dirty Rotten Scoudrels at the Playmill. This was a great play too. We all loved it! I am glad that West Yellowstone has two places that we can go in the evenings.

We spent our last night at our wretched hotel and then headed home the next morning. I had Kathleen read one of my papers to me while I drove so that we could work on it. I think that it is ready to send in tomorrow (after I go over it a few dozen times)

Why Teenage Boys Still Need Their Mothers

I used to think that getting a boy ready for prom would be easier than getting a girl ready, after a few Saturdays ago, I have changed my mind.

Sometimes, boys are just not on the ball. Since coming home from China, I have been reminding him to order the corsage, clean out his car and make reservations at the restaurant.

I ended up calling the restaurant, picking up his corsage, and telling him to at least shake out the floor mats in his car.

Joe borrowed a gold shirt and bought a white tie, from Savers, to match his date's white dress with gold sash. I thought it would look a little tacky, but I figured that he had it under control... I was wrong. About an hour and a half before he was to pick up his date, Marty sent me a text saying how the shirt Joe borrowed was not really a shirt, but a woman's blouse.

Joe's plan was to go to Saver's and pick up another gold shirt... or just wear the silky woman's blouse (the tie would cover the buttons on the wrong side of the blouse). Not wanting Joe to be embarrassed a few years from now, I went to the store in search of a nice gold shirt.

I thought my chances of finding a gold shirt would be better if I went to Mens' Warehouse. Come to find out, there hasn't been a men's gold shirt on the store shelf since 1977. I found yellow, tan, and brown... but not gold.

Sarah, Silvia, and I quickly found a white shirt with a gold/yellow tie and gold pocket silk. I had them steam the shirt and press the pocket silk while I paid them.

I knew Joe would be disappointed with our selection, but I also knew his date wouldn't be embarrassed. When I got home I faced Joe's disappointment and told him to at least shake out the car's floor mats before he got into the shower.

He was running late after his shower and could not find a clean white under shirt. He decided to wear his white shirt with a huge black giraffe on it--(inside out) for his undershirt. Figuring he wasn't against wearing a woman's shirt I tried to find one of my white tee shirts. He claims he found a clean white tee shirt in his room so he wouldn't have to wear mine.

Just as he was getting ready to go, I noticed that someone forgot to shave. At this time he was pretty mad at me for ruining prom and making him late. I didn't have too much to loose, so I made him shave.


I waited up for him to see how prom went. He came home a little after midnight. He wasn't mad at me any more and he seemed to have had a good time.

Jet Lag

What is it with 3:00 in the morning? When I was in China, I would wake up at 3 each morning, totally ready to start a brand new day. Now that I am home, 3 in the morning is still my wake up call. Once I wake up, I can't go back to sleep. I keep my eyes closed just in case I might be lucky and drift off to sleep.

I can pretty much go all day without feeling tired until about 7 at night. (With a little help from a diet coke) 7:00pm is when a huge wave of tiredness hits me.

I was really hoping to be done with this jet lag business by Monday. Now that I am at school full time for a few weeks I really need to get over this time change thing.