So many of you know that the day Jordan and I came back from our honeymoon my work told me that I wouldn't have a job as of January 1st. A week later they changed their minds- and now I am free. Seriously, other than having to be careful about getting too bored (which leads to depression for me) I am in a better atmosphere and get to do more things that I love. Of course, I gotta find a job, and soon, but in the mean time I've enjoyed volunteering at West Jordan High School and helping them put together for their set, getting my house in order, and spending more time with brand new husband.
Of course, when you have a situation that can lead to a lot of stress, such as trying to find a new job that will pay enough and be enjoyable, other things go wrong. On Friday, Jordan was baking biscuits (cute, I know) and we heard a POP! He went to check it out only to find our oven on fire because the coil had broken. The greatest tragedy isn't that it is an added expense that we just can't fix right now, but that we've been trying to not eat out and the stove and oven were my best cooking allies. So now we have to get creative and work with super fast methods (microwave) or super slow (slow cooker) to eat anything other than a sandwich.
Aha! I just remembered that we have a BBQ grill. Okay, we'll be fine, because for our wedding we also got a toaster oven, so Jordan can still make his biscuits.
Well, there are two more things that have really added to our trials. First of all Jordan has a full blown cold. Which since he's the only one bringing in money, he really can't miss work right now. So I'm keeping him on full doses of alternating NyQuill and DayQuill. Then the trial that broke the camels back was Jordan woke up and was at the U of U yesterday by 6:30 am for Marching band, sick as he was, and then the Utes didn't even try to win. The depression was palpable in our home last night. Jordan lost his voice to boot trying to cheer them into a victory. It just wasn't enough.
Keep us in your prayers and send us your good energy and love!
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Jordan Proposing
How Jordan and I got engaged.
Over the Pioneer weekend in July, Jordan came up with his family for a family renunion. I was really glad to see him again and to get to meet his extended family. Up to this point we had not discussed marriage in any way, shape or form, though my roommate was really rooting that he would propose that weekend. Well, it all started to evolve.
First, as we were driving up to Lagoon, his sister, Alex was in the car chatting about what she wanted at her wedding and Jordan slipped, "Do you think that President Monson would do our sealing... I mean- YOUR sealing?" Noted :)
Then the next day I got mercilessly interviewed and teased by his entire family about Jordan and I. I think during that day they decided for us that we were going to get married. By Friday night we had established that it was not a matter of if, but a matter of when. I confessed that I was secretly hoping December could be a good when. I had dreams of an awesome New Year's Eve Party as a reception/open house....
Someone over heard that and I got asked numerously about December plans by his cousins and uncles. Surpisingly, not the aunts or Grandma.... Really, it was the uncles.
Then I'm not sure what really happened but we were looking at rings on the internet on Sunday, and his vacation extended a week and Jordan was trying to figure out if he was brave enough to talk to my dad. We decided if he talked to my dad AND my mom, it would go a lot better. On Tuesday, he asked them for permission to marry me. My dad said, "No", my mom overrode his decision and said, "Jordan, welcome to the family!" Good thing, he had already boughten the ring. (But I didn't know, that was a secret)
Then on Friday I knew something was fishy because Jordan planned a date for us. When I found out I ran home, changed clothes, put on make-up and did my hair. Then, I, of course, ruined it by over booking the evening. It wasn't intentional, it's just the way it happened there ended up being a lot of stops to make and they each took longer than anticipated. But eventually, we got to the Garden Park Ward and stood on the little bridge. He said he had something for me and pulled a little wrapped package out of his pocket. Darn those baggy cargo shorts! I had been looking to see if he had a ring on him all night, and he had hid a whole box! He wanted me to see how cutely wrapped it was, so he let me un-wrap it and look at the ring and he asked if I would marry him. I said "yes", and though I can't remember, I'm guessing I hugged and kissed him. I them started to panic and thought, if anyone were to some how get this ring thrown into the stream and NEVER find it again, it would be me. So we moved off the Bridge and into some light so I could look at the ring. I loved it. It is a set and I had him put them on my finger, and only (very grudgingly) later that evening did I give him the wedding band back. Yeah, I get to have it in 3 1/2 weeks! 3 1/2 weeks! I need to get invitations out...
That's our story :)
Over the Pioneer weekend in July, Jordan came up with his family for a family renunion. I was really glad to see him again and to get to meet his extended family. Up to this point we had not discussed marriage in any way, shape or form, though my roommate was really rooting that he would propose that weekend. Well, it all started to evolve.
First, as we were driving up to Lagoon, his sister, Alex was in the car chatting about what she wanted at her wedding and Jordan slipped, "Do you think that President Monson would do our sealing... I mean- YOUR sealing?" Noted :)
Then the next day I got mercilessly interviewed and teased by his entire family about Jordan and I. I think during that day they decided for us that we were going to get married. By Friday night we had established that it was not a matter of if, but a matter of when. I confessed that I was secretly hoping December could be a good when. I had dreams of an awesome New Year's Eve Party as a reception/open house....
Someone over heard that and I got asked numerously about December plans by his cousins and uncles. Surpisingly, not the aunts or Grandma.... Really, it was the uncles.
Then I'm not sure what really happened but we were looking at rings on the internet on Sunday, and his vacation extended a week and Jordan was trying to figure out if he was brave enough to talk to my dad. We decided if he talked to my dad AND my mom, it would go a lot better. On Tuesday, he asked them for permission to marry me. My dad said, "No", my mom overrode his decision and said, "Jordan, welcome to the family!" Good thing, he had already boughten the ring. (But I didn't know, that was a secret)
Then on Friday I knew something was fishy because Jordan planned a date for us. When I found out I ran home, changed clothes, put on make-up and did my hair. Then, I, of course, ruined it by over booking the evening. It wasn't intentional, it's just the way it happened there ended up being a lot of stops to make and they each took longer than anticipated. But eventually, we got to the Garden Park Ward and stood on the little bridge. He said he had something for me and pulled a little wrapped package out of his pocket. Darn those baggy cargo shorts! I had been looking to see if he had a ring on him all night, and he had hid a whole box! He wanted me to see how cutely wrapped it was, so he let me un-wrap it and look at the ring and he asked if I would marry him. I said "yes", and though I can't remember, I'm guessing I hugged and kissed him. I them started to panic and thought, if anyone were to some how get this ring thrown into the stream and NEVER find it again, it would be me. So we moved off the Bridge and into some light so I could look at the ring. I loved it. It is a set and I had him put them on my finger, and only (very grudgingly) later that evening did I give him the wedding band back. Yeah, I get to have it in 3 1/2 weeks! 3 1/2 weeks! I need to get invitations out...
That's our story :)
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Interpretation....
My mom wasn't really quite sure how Jordan and I met... so the long story short (for the longer story see previous post)...
I set my roommate up with Jordan (whom I did not know, but saw in church at the right moment). We had this group triple date thing and my date was a disaster. He talked about all sorts of weird things and started to only talk to Jordan, ) Well, right before he left he told me how I would be a cat lady for the rest of my life and if I was lucky I would be a temple worker. Just like his mom, whom by the way, is divorced a few times over and will NEVER get married again. Seriously.
Anyway, Jordan saw his moment and swept in to comfort be and restore my self-esteem. Actually, I was trying really hard not to pee my pants from laughing. Couldn't believe someone actually said that to me.... and now we're engaged, so HAH to you weird date guy who brought poppy seed lemon cake cuz he got 2 for 1 deal and this one wasn't as good as the first one, I won't be a cat lady!
I set my roommate up with Jordan (whom I did not know, but saw in church at the right moment). We had this group triple date thing and my date was a disaster. He talked about all sorts of weird things and started to only talk to Jordan, ) Well, right before he left he told me how I would be a cat lady for the rest of my life and if I was lucky I would be a temple worker. Just like his mom, whom by the way, is divorced a few times over and will NEVER get married again. Seriously.
Anyway, Jordan saw his moment and swept in to comfort be and restore my self-esteem. Actually, I was trying really hard not to pee my pants from laughing. Couldn't believe someone actually said that to me.... and now we're engaged, so HAH to you weird date guy who brought poppy seed lemon cake cuz he got 2 for 1 deal and this one wasn't as good as the first one, I won't be a cat lady!
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
How I Met My Groom(s)
Once upon a time, in a land really not so far from here lived a young maiden who was throwing a ball. Her dear friends arrived and they started to have a jovial time. After not much longer one of the young men shed his disguise and reveled himself to be a foolish wizard! The Wizard tried to enchant the ladies with his magical words to make them fall in love with him, but he spoke the spell backwards and only caused them great irritation. He then tried his spell on one young gentleman at the party. However, this was no ordinary gentleman, but a knight of the greatest nobility. He fooled the wizard into thinking that his spell was working on him so that he would leave the fair maidens alone, while remaining immune to curse.
The Wizard sensing his spells were unraveling tried to cast one last curse before midnight, when it would be at it's greatest power. He chose the fairest of the maidens to place his curse upon and started the incantation of turning her into a old cat lady. He could tell her will was strong and if perhaps she could break that curse he set upon her a second- one that would cause her to work in the temple for the rest of her years.
The young Knight knowing this poor lovely maiden's future happiness was at stake came to her protection. The Wizard cast the Knight aside as he continued speaking his terrible curse. At last, the Wizard left hackling to the moon. The Young Knight went to comfort the poor maiden, but he knew the only way to truly free the maiden of this curse was to ask for her hand in marriage.
He did so six months later. The end.
p.s. They will live Happily Ever After.
The Wizard sensing his spells were unraveling tried to cast one last curse before midnight, when it would be at it's greatest power. He chose the fairest of the maidens to place his curse upon and started the incantation of turning her into a old cat lady. He could tell her will was strong and if perhaps she could break that curse he set upon her a second- one that would cause her to work in the temple for the rest of her years.
The young Knight knowing this poor lovely maiden's future happiness was at stake came to her protection. The Wizard cast the Knight aside as he continued speaking his terrible curse. At last, the Wizard left hackling to the moon. The Young Knight went to comfort the poor maiden, but he knew the only way to truly free the maiden of this curse was to ask for her hand in marriage.
He did so six months later. The end.
p.s. They will live Happily Ever After.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Relief Society Highlights
Okay, it's been a ridiculously long time since I've blogged. So I want to share some highlights of this last year through the next few posts. Seeing as how I just got released as Relief Society President in a student ward I want to share a few of those favorite moments:
One time I was helping a young man in our ward fill out a welfare order. We got to the section for commodities and listed were feminine napkins. He had read that there were napkins and felt like he could use some of those. I told him no. He looked at me weird when I told him he didn't want those kind of napkins, but I figure I saved him some embarrassment later on.
Bishop Monson got up in sacrament to do the announcements and to recognize a young man who had just gotten engaged. He started it out with, "Who would have thought that out of everyone in that apartment that you would be the one getting married?" Bah!!! As soon as he said, "Who would have thought" I knew something borderline offensive was coming. (No one was offended.)
Hanging out in the clerk's office teasing and getting teased by Chris Cullimore.
I went to the psych ward where one of our girls was because she had tried to commit suicide. She was frustrated and felt like she couldn't feel the Spirit and was disconnected from the Lord. She told me to pray for her becuase maybe He would listen to me. We said a prayer together and the words were given to me... I figure that's what giving a priesthood blessing is like.
The first time I went to fill a DI order was amazing. It was a lot of fun, they treated the girl receiving it with so much love and respect. It was like Christmas and it gave me a testimony of asking for help and the Church's welfare system.
We were on Relief Society visits and just dropping off notes. I had one to drop off on my way home. I almost waited til Sunday because I was alone, tired and it was dark. I couldn't see the house numbers because it was so dark so I parked and walked down the street thinking I was an idiot for being alone. The apt I was looking for was the only one with a light on. I wanted to just stick the note in the door and leave but thought since I was there I might as well knock and see if the girl was home. I raised my hand and felt self-conscious, I was being such a dork, what would I say? "Hi, I'm here to visit you?" How presumptuous was I? Then I decided, oh well, a dork I would be... She answered right away and we ended up talking for an hour. She had prayed me there.
Seeing some girls visit teach for the first time.
Hearing the most incredible testimonies.
Being bestowed with a gift of love and acceptance for every member in the Relief Society.
Working with the Bishopbric wives. They are the most amazing ladies. Working with the Bishopbric. I love those men. And working with my counselors who I could trust impecably.
It was a blessed journey.
One time I was helping a young man in our ward fill out a welfare order. We got to the section for commodities and listed were feminine napkins. He had read that there were napkins and felt like he could use some of those. I told him no. He looked at me weird when I told him he didn't want those kind of napkins, but I figure I saved him some embarrassment later on.
Bishop Monson got up in sacrament to do the announcements and to recognize a young man who had just gotten engaged. He started it out with, "Who would have thought that out of everyone in that apartment that you would be the one getting married?" Bah!!! As soon as he said, "Who would have thought" I knew something borderline offensive was coming. (No one was offended.)
Hanging out in the clerk's office teasing and getting teased by Chris Cullimore.
I went to the psych ward where one of our girls was because she had tried to commit suicide. She was frustrated and felt like she couldn't feel the Spirit and was disconnected from the Lord. She told me to pray for her becuase maybe He would listen to me. We said a prayer together and the words were given to me... I figure that's what giving a priesthood blessing is like.
The first time I went to fill a DI order was amazing. It was a lot of fun, they treated the girl receiving it with so much love and respect. It was like Christmas and it gave me a testimony of asking for help and the Church's welfare system.
We were on Relief Society visits and just dropping off notes. I had one to drop off on my way home. I almost waited til Sunday because I was alone, tired and it was dark. I couldn't see the house numbers because it was so dark so I parked and walked down the street thinking I was an idiot for being alone. The apt I was looking for was the only one with a light on. I wanted to just stick the note in the door and leave but thought since I was there I might as well knock and see if the girl was home. I raised my hand and felt self-conscious, I was being such a dork, what would I say? "Hi, I'm here to visit you?" How presumptuous was I? Then I decided, oh well, a dork I would be... She answered right away and we ended up talking for an hour. She had prayed me there.
Seeing some girls visit teach for the first time.
Hearing the most incredible testimonies.
Being bestowed with a gift of love and acceptance for every member in the Relief Society.
Working with the Bishopbric wives. They are the most amazing ladies. Working with the Bishopbric. I love those men. And working with my counselors who I could trust impecably.
It was a blessed journey.
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