The week: Kids, Belly Dancing, and Utah-- what more is there

I have to say that not having a job kinda gives you a new perspective on life, well ok more like it just gives you time to do whatever and just leave because hey you can. So last week I had a lot of fun I must say. I went to the best girl party and learned how to belly dance, actually I should rephrase I attempted to learn to belly dance... I never quite got the hip thing, at least it didn't feel like I was doing it right. It was a lot of fun and we had lots of laughs. I also watched my nieces and nephews throughout the week and all I have to say is GO PARENTS you are the best. So like I said earlier one of the best things about not having a job is that you can just decide to do things at random. I decided to go to Utah on Thursday and spend some quality time with the family there. I have to say the game of SPIT has never been so intense and taken so long oh my word... I still say I won Kimi not matter what you think.... any way we watched lots of movies, classics to be exact like: Singing in the Rain, meet Frankenstein (our new favorite, got to love those old black and white shows) and the Grimm Brothers. We also went to one of my favorite places on earth.... yes my friends I ate at Panda Express... can we please have a moment of silence for the yummy the incredible orange chicken..... divine!!! I also went on a "walk" Shauna style around Logan. Word to the wise my friends when someone says lets go on a walk make sure you know what you are getting yourself into... ten hours, nine hills, two streams, 1000 blocks, and a cold morning later I returned. (Ok I may have exaggerated a little on this but if I don't that would disappoint Sha and I don't want to disappoint my older sister). Actually I quite enjoyed our walk and then we went to the Farmer's Market and had lots of fun. The best part of the whole trip was the chats we had (of course they were about the men in our lives--- oh wait I don't have a man in my life) any way they were great and I got to play with more of my fun nephews and niece. It was beautiful and I loved the change of scenery, but back to the grind on Monday... oh wait I don't have a job..... which brings me to the next entry for my blog what do I do now with my life... Utah, DC, Idaho, New York, Boston.... so many options so little time....

Interpretations please....

Ok so there I was minding my own business just sleeping away in my nice comfortable bed having a nice relaxed dream about something or other when dun dun dun (I don't know how to spell that sound) any way "He" entered my dreams. I kindly chatted with Him to make conversation to this individual I rarely speak to when all of a sudden the scene changes and there He is holding my arm and saying hey I want to show you something. Being the kind and generous person that I am, I follow him thinking ok He will leave as soon as he shows me his "something". You know what He shows me well folks it is.... a house and a beautiful one at that. He begins to describe it and how fabulous it is going to be and asks my opinion on it and then all of a sudden HE is talking about getting married and having kids and how much he loves me......(yes you may need to reread that part) wake up, I tell myself wake up, what is He doing... then I turn to him and realise that yes folks I have feelings for Him too and well .... in my head I started yelling wake up you fool, wake up and I wake with a start... thinking what the heck was that...... So I know that many times people have dreams that are brought upon because of happenings the night before or discussions or movies or whatever... but I ask you all what does it mean when you wake up it feels undeniably real and so far-fetched that it makes you wonder if it was more of a nightmare or a dream. (Ok I will go with dream because there was nothing nightmarish about someone expressing their undying love to you). I know many will think I am reading into this dream but I am not I am just puzzled by its happenings and thinking what the heck are my dreams doing and where the heck did HE come from? I know some will wonder as they read this post whom HE is, well some things are just not allowed to be spoken of and those that all ready know..... take this secret to the grave. Why am I sharing this dream with the world, well that is easy just check out the title and let your interpretations begin.....

The State Fair..... Well ok the Blackfoot Fair

This is Shorty the horse, he doesn't look very short too me.

Friday Night I went to the amazing fabtabulous Blackfoot Fair. I went with Ryan, Kristy, and the kids and it was a lot of fun. We saw some animals-small, big, and giantar; rode some rides, and of course ate greasy food- yummy tiger ears and something new this year- Fried Candy Bars!!!

Melly and Carson on the swings. Carson, Melly, Becca, and Kristy on the helicopter ride.
Melly & Carson with the King. Becca driving away!

Out of the mouth of babes.... my hero

OK.. so sometimes in life you have those little moments that are frustrating but then the Lord sends you some humor to remind you that it is not as horrible as you might think. So here is the story, Friday I went to take Clifford (my car) to the store; we drive out of the drive way and my car does something a little funky so I stop and get out and look at my tires.... yes my friends I have a flat tire. So a few hours later I go out to my car to fix my tire with my nephew Carson and my Dad (supervisor). I get the materials out of the trunk, put the jack in its place and start getting the car up. Piece of cake right, I can do this. So the next step is to get the hub cap off the wheel so I can unscrew the bolts and take the tire off, I got that covered no problem. So I put the thing on that is suppose to loosen the bolts and nothing happens.... no movement. So I turned to Carson and said I don't think I can do this because I am not as strong as your Dad and Kimi (previous joke). He looks at me and says you look like a grown up so you must be strong. Then he tells me that never fear he is very tough, because hello boys are tougher than girls but never fear girls we are smarter than boys. (Good philosophy I think). Any way eventually with the help of my tough 5 year old nephew we get the wheel off and the spare on.... I am feeling pretty good about myself right now until I realize the spare is sticking out further than all of the other tires. I look at my Dad and he starts to laugh... yes folks I put it on backwards. I say duh, I should have known that because the air thing was against the car instead of the on the outside. My nephew had wandered away for a bit and came back to see what was taking me so long and what does he say.... Jenn you put the tire on backwards the air thing is on the wrong side with that duh attitude that I love Carson dearly for. So, there you have it folks out of the mouth of babes or 5 year old boys we learn some very basic principals: 1. If you look like a grown up than you are one. 2.Boys are tougher than girls except Aunt Kimi. 3. Girls are smarter than boys. and 4. Always put the air thing sticking out when you change your tire. You gotta love kids, I surely do and I have 10 nieces and 5 nephews to remind me everyday not to take myself so seriously... thank you to each one of you and especially to my tough 5 year old that used his muscles to change my tire.

The moth.... remember it is late at night.....

So there I was minding my own business laying on my bed reading a book because hello that is what I do now ok always; anyway I heard a funny noise and I looked to the right of me and there it was a huge moth. I could not believe how huge it was and it was actually very pretty for a moth. I put my book down for a moment (shocker yes I know) and watched it fly around my room. It went up the wall, around the ceiling, rested on these holders sticking out of the wall, and then flew right up to me and then out the door. I thought to myself that was odd so I went back to my book, which by the way is not one that I would recommend, I was bored reading it because it was the same thing over and over but I had to see how it ended.... so of course I skipped to the end and don't worry everything worked out ok. Any way back to my moth, after it flew out of my room it came back to check on me and flew around again and perched itself looking at me until it flew down on the floor and disappeared. Now the real question here is was this a unique moth or was it trying to teach me a lesson. Yes I admit I probably have a lot of time on my hands right now and yes I was watching a moth, but it was so intriguing I couldn't help myself. I guess when you take the time to slow down a little bit you end of noticing strange things.... I wonder where my moth is now. OK, I added a quote to my quote board because as I was watching it I thought of the part in You've Got Mail where she sees the butterfly flying in the subway that gets off to buy a hat. I just figured it out... the moth flew to my floor and did not fly up again... it was looking for a new pair of shoes and knew the exact place to find them....
"Once I read a story about a butterfly in the subway, and today, I saw one. It got on at 42nd, and off at 59th, where, I assume it was going to Bloomingdales to buy a hat that will turn out to be a mistake - as almost all hats are. " (You've Got Mail)

Gypsy or Practical... that is the question for today

I hear that when you get drunk you wake up the next morning wondering what stupid thing you did,what you might have said, and hoping that everything will just go on like normal and no one will remember what you did or said. Well.... this morning I felt like that a little bit without the getting drunk part. I woke up and wondered what have I done, what did I say and will it all go back to normal. Then it hit me, it will never be the same and I am OK with that, I think, the gypsy in me is so excited and thrilled to be where I am now, but the practical part in me is starting to freak out a little. I guess the biggest question now is what part of me will win the battle? I guess I write this blog as if I am writing in my journal or to those privileged enough to have access to my blog (no self-conceit in my bones.) I guess I should seize this opportunity and be grateful for it. The sky is the limit and no one can stop me (OK there are a few people that could) or maybe it is time for a reality check....... No not yet, I think I will climb back into my little world of fantasy and live my gypsy life until practicality knocks at my door.... I hope he is handsome..... oh sorry I got side tracked again. Yes I do want to get married... no question there, but in the mean time what fun and exciting adventure am I to have now and where will this adventure take place and whom will I meet on the way that will change my life? I don't know and that scares me and excites me at the same time.

Dani and McKay's Wedding

Dani and McKay coming out of the Temple

The girls at the Temple

Dani and McKay at the Reception

Grandma and Grandpa

Kauer Side of the Family

Kevin and Joshua: Smile

Aly and Me!

The Kids playing!