Saturday, October 30, 2010
Thanks Ben
So I know you are all dying to know how my blind date went. Ha ha ha. Well I will tell you. It was awesome. It was the best blind date I have ever been on. Mr. M was really cute, blue eyes, blonde hair, chin dimple. We went to thanksgiving point to the corn maze. We just talked and talked and I had a great time. So thank you my favorite brother in law for setting us up.
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Time for a Real Update.
So last week I started my new job. I really, really, really love it! I official title ( that Dee, my supervisor-ish/co-worker, and I made up) is...4th District CASA Program Assistant. Pretty long, but it sounds really cool! As you know, if you do read my blog, I was a Court Appointed Special Advocate or CASA. I work on a case for the 4th District Court Guardian Ad Litem office. I was like a big sister to my girl, but I also was court appointed. So I got sworn in and got to go to court. SO now I work with all the volunteers, that are doing what I did. They have monthly reports they have to get to the GAL and they have court hearings and Family Team Meetings they get to go to, so I help them with all of that. It has been really really fun. We just finished training a group of 19 people. So that is what I do now. It is part time so I work for MWB in the morning and got to the GAL office in the afternoon. So that is work.
And because of work, I can't got to my institute classes in the afternoon anymore. It is really sad. I don't get to see Mr. P any more. Tuesday was my last day. So sad news about him. He does have a girlfriend. I knew he did, someone that amazing couldn't just be walking around single. And get this, she lives in Boston, is Harvard Alum, and works for MIT. (Yes I FB stocked her, I had to know) And she has amazing shoes. How could I compete with that? Hmmmm? I just can't. So I am pretty sad about it. He is so dang cute. And he just radiates goodness. *SIGH*
But I am going on a date tonight. My wonderful, favorite Brother-in-law set me up with this dude he knows from school. I am grateful, but I am a little apprehensive. 1. My BIL is known for his amazing ability to not look at a person on the outside or judge them by appearances. That is great. But I do have to be attracted to the person. I have to find them handsome. So that has me a little worried. 2. And more weighty, is my history of blind dates. I have been on a million blind dates and none of them have been good or really turned out well. There was Mr. I-am-going-to-take-you-to-a-bar-and-let-a-drunk-guy-hit-on-you. Mr. I-just-want-to-be-friends-said-over-text-message. Mr. I-am-going-to-be-your-"boyfriend"-but-then-move-to-Cali-and-never-talk-to-you-again. Mr. I-am-not-going-to-talk-to-you-the-rest-of-the-night-after-you-say-you-don't-go-to-school. Mr. I-am-not-going-to-be-nice-to-you-and-walk-10-feet-in-front-of-you-in-a-questionable-part-of-town. And Mr. I-am-going-to-talk-so-you-can't-hear-me. And Mr.I-dress-like-I-am-still-in-grade-school-and-I-don't-know-how-to-have-a-conversation. And Mr.I-am-just-going-to-look-down-your-shirt. So that is why I am a little worried. But I am optimistic. And I always try to hope for the best. So we will see how it goes.
And because of work, I can't got to my institute classes in the afternoon anymore. It is really sad. I don't get to see Mr. P any more. Tuesday was my last day. So sad news about him. He does have a girlfriend. I knew he did, someone that amazing couldn't just be walking around single. And get this, she lives in Boston, is Harvard Alum, and works for MIT. (Yes I FB stocked her, I had to know) And she has amazing shoes. How could I compete with that? Hmmmm? I just can't. So I am pretty sad about it. He is so dang cute. And he just radiates goodness. *SIGH*
But I am going on a date tonight. My wonderful, favorite Brother-in-law set me up with this dude he knows from school. I am grateful, but I am a little apprehensive. 1. My BIL is known for his amazing ability to not look at a person on the outside or judge them by appearances. That is great. But I do have to be attracted to the person. I have to find them handsome. So that has me a little worried. 2. And more weighty, is my history of blind dates. I have been on a million blind dates and none of them have been good or really turned out well. There was Mr. I-am-going-to-take-you-to-a-bar-and-let-a-drunk-guy-hit-on-you. Mr. I-just-want-to-be-friends-said-over-text-message. Mr. I-am-going-to-be-your-"boyfriend"-but-then-move-to-Cali-and-never-talk-to-you-again. Mr. I-am-not-going-to-talk-to-you-the-rest-of-the-night-after-you-say-you-don't-go-to-school. Mr. I-am-not-going-to-be-nice-to-you-and-walk-10-feet-in-front-of-you-in-a-questionable-part-of-town. And Mr. I-am-going-to-talk-so-you-can't-hear-me. And Mr.I-dress-like-I-am-still-in-grade-school-and-I-don't-know-how-to-have-a-conversation. And Mr.I-am-just-going-to-look-down-your-shirt. So that is why I am a little worried. But I am optimistic. And I always try to hope for the best. So we will see how it goes.
Reposting of Mr. P
So this blog Post is actually from a while ago. I posted it. Then deleted it. Now I am posting it again. I am now FB friends with this person and I didn't want him to read it...so that is why is disappeared. But I have removed any links from my FB page to this blog...so he shouldn't read this post unless he really look, which I find highly unlikely......This is how it went (this is just for you Shiree)
So 15 days ago I had inspiration while I was taking a nice hot shower. I love showers because they just clear my mind and that is where I do my best thinking. Well I was thinking about something very different that night when a new thought came into my head. I should sign up for Institute at the Orem Institute. Now I had never really thought about it before but it was very clear and kinda forceful. So when I got out of the shower, still in my bath robe I got online and signed up for classes. The next day I got an email confirmation from none other than the beautiful Momma Boulter. The next week I went to class. Brother Wilkes Book of Mormon class. The second I walk in I see my great long lost friend, Derek Lundahl. We had fun catching up and laughed really hard at some really stupid thing I said. *Sigh* Still funny. And then I went to class. And there at the door greeting was the most handsome man I have seen in a while. He was tall, medium brown hair, blue, blue eyes, crinkly smile and dimples, oh and did I mention that he is superbly dress? Perfection. I get super excited and I think my heart stopped beating for a second. Well people were coming in and I didn't want to look really really stupid standing there still holding his hand, so I went and found a seat in the front of the class, the good school girl in me coming out. The lesson was really good. It was the Monday after conference so we just talked about conference and how uplifting and totally awesome it was. So class ends and I have to go talk to the wonderful Mrs. Boulter, because smart me I signed up for 2 BOM classes. Now don't get me wrong I love the Book of Mormon, but I don't really want to take 2 classes of it. So I went and changed it to what I thought I had signed up for. The Tue/Thurs Teaching of the Living Prophets Class. So I get that all worked out and leave, only to find that I have a boot on my car. *Yeah I know I shouldn't have parked there* But I was very nice and I really couldn't care less, I was still on the high of Mr.Perfection. So the next day I didn't go to class, I wasn't sure that I had been 'put' in it yet, which doesn't really matter looking back on it, but whateve, So I went to the BOM class so excited to see Mr. Perfection, and maybe talk to him. Driving from work down there I was all nervous, I get nervous everyday before I go. Man I am a little pathetic...anyway. The class was good and I saw him. And the next day was the Prophets class and I walk in! ***AHHHHH*** (Angelic choirs singing) There he is greeting people at the door. Best day ever! I now have both of my classes with him. I get to see him four times a week! So great.
Well on Monday and Tuesday, I started talking to him as we walked out to the parking lot, "So I don't really know your name." "Oh yeah, it is....and your name?" "It is Leah, nice to meet you"....Blah, blah, blah. The normal stuff. On Tuesday he gave the spiritual thought about blacks getting the priesthood, random but really great. Powerful and convincing and heartfelt. So walking out I told him thank you for the thought, and we started talking about my time in Africa, AIDS and all that. Random, but at least we were talking. The last two days have been amazing. Nothing could get me down. I have perma smile. And I am really thankful for that prompting. Hoping it was all about him. But I am thinking it might be. I don't know yet, it is too early to tell. I am praying that we can get to know each other better. If nothing happens I really want to be his friend because of the goodness I see in him. But I am really thinking the reason for the prompting was the classes themselves. Go figure. They have been so great. Today some thing really hit me and I was left in tears because if it. We were discussing 2 Nephi 29-30. Nephi had vision of our day, these latter days, about the stiff necks and pride and the destruction. And in verse 10 of 30 it says, "For the time speedily cometh that the Lord God shall cause a great division among the people,". We discussed how that is coming to pass. There is a divide among children of men. And I thought, what side of the divide I hope that I am on. Then I thought about some of my dear wonderful friends that I love so much, that have made some choices that put them on the wrong side of the divide. And it really really made me sad, and I hope I can resolve to be a better example to those people to help them back over the chasm.
So the classes are amazing. I love them and I hope I can keep going. I am praying and hoping I can keep talking with Mr. Perfection, and that we become friends. Really, really, really good friends.
PS. My interview for the CASA position is tomorrow! AGH! I am so excited and scared.
So 15 days ago I had inspiration while I was taking a nice hot shower. I love showers because they just clear my mind and that is where I do my best thinking. Well I was thinking about something very different that night when a new thought came into my head. I should sign up for Institute at the Orem Institute. Now I had never really thought about it before but it was very clear and kinda forceful. So when I got out of the shower, still in my bath robe I got online and signed up for classes. The next day I got an email confirmation from none other than the beautiful Momma Boulter. The next week I went to class. Brother Wilkes Book of Mormon class. The second I walk in I see my great long lost friend, Derek Lundahl. We had fun catching up and laughed really hard at some really stupid thing I said. *Sigh* Still funny. And then I went to class. And there at the door greeting was the most handsome man I have seen in a while. He was tall, medium brown hair, blue, blue eyes, crinkly smile and dimples, oh and did I mention that he is superbly dress? Perfection. I get super excited and I think my heart stopped beating for a second. Well people were coming in and I didn't want to look really really stupid standing there still holding his hand, so I went and found a seat in the front of the class, the good school girl in me coming out. The lesson was really good. It was the Monday after conference so we just talked about conference and how uplifting and totally awesome it was. So class ends and I have to go talk to the wonderful Mrs. Boulter, because smart me I signed up for 2 BOM classes. Now don't get me wrong I love the Book of Mormon, but I don't really want to take 2 classes of it. So I went and changed it to what I thought I had signed up for. The Tue/Thurs Teaching of the Living Prophets Class. So I get that all worked out and leave, only to find that I have a boot on my car. *Yeah I know I shouldn't have parked there* But I was very nice and I really couldn't care less, I was still on the high of Mr.Perfection. So the next day I didn't go to class, I wasn't sure that I had been 'put' in it yet, which doesn't really matter looking back on it, but whateve, So I went to the BOM class so excited to see Mr. Perfection, and maybe talk to him. Driving from work down there I was all nervous, I get nervous everyday before I go. Man I am a little pathetic...anyway. The class was good and I saw him. And the next day was the Prophets class and I walk in! ***AHHHHH*** (Angelic choirs singing) There he is greeting people at the door. Best day ever! I now have both of my classes with him. I get to see him four times a week! So great.
Well on Monday and Tuesday, I started talking to him as we walked out to the parking lot, "So I don't really know your name." "Oh yeah, it is....and your name?" "It is Leah, nice to meet you"....Blah, blah, blah. The normal stuff. On Tuesday he gave the spiritual thought about blacks getting the priesthood, random but really great. Powerful and convincing and heartfelt. So walking out I told him thank you for the thought, and we started talking about my time in Africa, AIDS and all that. Random, but at least we were talking. The last two days have been amazing. Nothing could get me down. I have perma smile. And I am really thankful for that prompting. Hoping it was all about him. But I am thinking it might be. I don't know yet, it is too early to tell. I am praying that we can get to know each other better. If nothing happens I really want to be his friend because of the goodness I see in him. But I am really thinking the reason for the prompting was the classes themselves. Go figure. They have been so great. Today some thing really hit me and I was left in tears because if it. We were discussing 2 Nephi 29-30. Nephi had vision of our day, these latter days, about the stiff necks and pride and the destruction. And in verse 10 of 30 it says, "For the time speedily cometh that the Lord God shall cause a great division among the people,". We discussed how that is coming to pass. There is a divide among children of men. And I thought, what side of the divide I hope that I am on. Then I thought about some of my dear wonderful friends that I love so much, that have made some choices that put them on the wrong side of the divide. And it really really made me sad, and I hope I can resolve to be a better example to those people to help them back over the chasm.
So the classes are amazing. I love them and I hope I can keep going. I am praying and hoping I can keep talking with Mr. Perfection, and that we become friends. Really, really, really good friends.
PS. My interview for the CASA position is tomorrow! AGH! I am so excited and scared.
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Yeppie, Yeppie...Yay, Yay!
So I had an interview for a job today. It was for a position at the Guardian Ad Litem office in the CASA (Court Appointed Special Advocate) Office that I volunteer with. The interview was at 9:30 this morning. So I got all ready and headed off to the Office in Provo. I was being interviewed by the Amazing Dee, who is my CASA coordinator, and some other people from the office. The interview went really well. Before I left I asked how many more people they had to interview, they said 6. After I went to work at my Part-time job at Mothers Without Borders. Then I went home and waited. At 4:11 I got told I got the job. Yeppie, Yeppie! I should be starting on Monday. What an amazing day today has been! I didn't get to see Mr. P. But other than that is has been pretty dang amazing!
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Grateful
Wow So Conference was AMAZING. There were so many great talks and I love all of our leaders. They are giants among men. There was not one talk that didn't have something specifically for me in it. But the one that really hit me was Pres. Monson's Talk on Being Grateful. I have been whiny and ungrateful. Whiny, self centered. So as he was giving his amazing talk, I was thinking about everything I have to be grateful for. And I thought about my time in Zambia. And then I was really mad at myself for being whiny. I had nothing there and I was still so much better off than the locals. I need to be more grateful and I need to show it more and I need to be more vocal about it. We have everything here! Everything to be grateful for.
I am grateful for running, clean water. Never had that in Zambia. I had running water that I could bath in but I had to treat it or I got itchy bumps on my skin. And it was hot most of the time which I was really grateful for! But sometimes I didn't have water at all, one time I went almost 2 weeks without running water in the house. I couldn't drink the water, I had to buy bottled water. But the locals didn't have running waters in there homes. They had to wait for hours at spigot or dig wells or I saw children getting water from rain puddles. So I am grateful that I can turn on the faucet in my house at any hour and get clean, pure water at any temperature.
I am grateful for electricity. I didn't always have that in Zambia. It would go off when ever it felt like it. So I always had to keep candles and matches around. It was pretty funny one day as I was bathing and the power went out. Pitch dark and soaking wet, you imagine what happened next. Ha ha ha. Also with electricity I am grateful for all of the amazing appliances we, like dish washers, washers and dryers (I never thought I would be excited to do my laundry, but after hand washing my clothes and giving myself huge blisters on my hands I was.) and stoves, we had one burner that if you touched it without shoes one you would get electrocuted, I ruined many a dinner because if it, refrigerators, I didn't have one so I couldn't keep any food that would go bad, and those are just the big ones that I missed and am really grateful for. Think about all of the little things that make our everyday lives so easy!
I am grateful for good food in all its abundance and ease of access.
I am grateful for reliable transportation and good roads.
I am grateful for my health. I am grateful for medicine and health care. I am grateful that I don't have to worry about diseases like, malaria, typhoid, TB, HIV, AIDS, Cholera that are all too common in other places of the world.
I am grateful for my education and all the possibilities that the world affords me. I am grateful for the knowledge that "the world is my playground" and that I really can become whatever I dream. I am grateful for books and imagination, dreams and ambitions. I am grateful that I have seen some of the world and experienced something outside of myself. I am so grateful for my experiences and what they have taught me.
I am grateful for my home. For a good bed to sleep in. For blankets and heaters and fans and air-conditioning. For doors, carpet and chairs. For a roof that keeps the rain out. For windows. For window screens. For toilets. For garbage cans. For shoes. For clothes. For Toilet paper. For soap. Toothpaste. Razors. Deodorant. Bug spray. Mirrors. All of those things I just listed, are things mostly foreign to Zambia, but do I even think about them anymore? They are just so common place to me now, but there was a time that I longed for them with all of my heart.
I am so grateful for my family. I missed them everyday, every second. And now I an ungrateful for them. Rude to them, impatient with with them. I am so grateful for them.
I am most grateful for the Gospel. For the Truth that I have and know of and have a undying testimony of. I am so grateful for the Book of Mormon. It was the only thing that kept me going while I was in Zambia. I studied it everyday for hours. And now I can barely read a chapter a day. I am grateful for prayer and for the gift of the Holy Ghost. I am grateful that there is a church on every corner, I am grateful that I don't have to choose between food for the week and going to church. I am so grateful for my Heavenly Father and my older brother Jesus Christ.
We have everything! Everything we could ever want or wish for. And we have the True Gospel. Could we be any more blessed?
I am grateful for running, clean water. Never had that in Zambia. I had running water that I could bath in but I had to treat it or I got itchy bumps on my skin. And it was hot most of the time which I was really grateful for! But sometimes I didn't have water at all, one time I went almost 2 weeks without running water in the house. I couldn't drink the water, I had to buy bottled water. But the locals didn't have running waters in there homes. They had to wait for hours at spigot or dig wells or I saw children getting water from rain puddles. So I am grateful that I can turn on the faucet in my house at any hour and get clean, pure water at any temperature.
I am grateful for electricity. I didn't always have that in Zambia. It would go off when ever it felt like it. So I always had to keep candles and matches around. It was pretty funny one day as I was bathing and the power went out. Pitch dark and soaking wet, you imagine what happened next. Ha ha ha. Also with electricity I am grateful for all of the amazing appliances we, like dish washers, washers and dryers (I never thought I would be excited to do my laundry, but after hand washing my clothes and giving myself huge blisters on my hands I was.) and stoves, we had one burner that if you touched it without shoes one you would get electrocuted, I ruined many a dinner because if it, refrigerators, I didn't have one so I couldn't keep any food that would go bad, and those are just the big ones that I missed and am really grateful for. Think about all of the little things that make our everyday lives so easy!
I am grateful for good food in all its abundance and ease of access.
I am grateful for reliable transportation and good roads.
I am grateful for my health. I am grateful for medicine and health care. I am grateful that I don't have to worry about diseases like, malaria, typhoid, TB, HIV, AIDS, Cholera that are all too common in other places of the world.
I am grateful for my education and all the possibilities that the world affords me. I am grateful for the knowledge that "the world is my playground" and that I really can become whatever I dream. I am grateful for books and imagination, dreams and ambitions. I am grateful that I have seen some of the world and experienced something outside of myself. I am so grateful for my experiences and what they have taught me.
I am grateful for my home. For a good bed to sleep in. For blankets and heaters and fans and air-conditioning. For doors, carpet and chairs. For a roof that keeps the rain out. For windows. For window screens. For toilets. For garbage cans. For shoes. For clothes. For Toilet paper. For soap. Toothpaste. Razors. Deodorant. Bug spray. Mirrors. All of those things I just listed, are things mostly foreign to Zambia, but do I even think about them anymore? They are just so common place to me now, but there was a time that I longed for them with all of my heart.
I am so grateful for my family. I missed them everyday, every second. And now I an ungrateful for them. Rude to them, impatient with with them. I am so grateful for them.
I am most grateful for the Gospel. For the Truth that I have and know of and have a undying testimony of. I am so grateful for the Book of Mormon. It was the only thing that kept me going while I was in Zambia. I studied it everyday for hours. And now I can barely read a chapter a day. I am grateful for prayer and for the gift of the Holy Ghost. I am grateful that there is a church on every corner, I am grateful that I don't have to choose between food for the week and going to church. I am so grateful for my Heavenly Father and my older brother Jesus Christ.
We have everything! Everything we could ever want or wish for. And we have the True Gospel. Could we be any more blessed?
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