It's been a while since I've last blogged so let me recap what's happened. Right before Christmas I got offered a job by Broadview University in their Financial Aid Department and instead of starting in January, they me to start training right away. It was a great blessing because we weren't planning on that income and they were still going to let me take off for a week so Jordan and I could spend some holiday time with the Grooms family. So my new job is great with wonderful people (you know it's going well, when you're not constantly checking the clock for your breaks or doing the math on how many vacation days you've accrued, when you can take them and if anyone will notice if you're gone.) Relief!
So in Montana we spent time with Jordan's siblings and mainly just, ate, watched movies and played bubble shooter. One of our highlights of the trip was going to Canada. First we grabbed a quick lunch at Dairy Queen, where I was very disappointed that they do not have butterscotch dipped cones. Really? I mean, don't Canadians love butterscotch too? Anyway, I still got lunch and then we went to the Cardston Temple for a session. Then we went out to dinner with Jordan's cousins, Mike, Lindsey and their cute daughter, Maddie. The next morning we headed back and had the hardest time finding a gas station (seriously a 20 minute detour to even find more that one or two houses next to each other) and then we got in the wrong line at the border and poor Jordan almost, well, something embarrassing would have happened if we had had to wait another 2 minutes. I was also a little disappointed because my passport didn't get stamped. Let it be known that (even if there aren't stamps to prove it) for the first time in my life my passport has been used more than once!
Back in Montana Jordan and I took up a project of re-doing one of the bathrooms in his parent's house. We painted it a beautiful green that is supposedly one of the top ten Man Cave colors. Jordan changed out light bulbs and hardware and his siblings had no idea he was so handy. Then we celebrated New Year's and the next morning it was time for us to leave.
The snow and ice were really bad on the roads and just outside of the Montana border I hit a patch of black ice. We were sliding and I turned the wheel and the car didn't respond. I turned the wheel the other way and nothing happened. Then I had the thought, "Hit the breaks." And I said to myself, "No, we'll spin." "Hit the breaks" came again to my mind. So I did. We spun, and spun and snow flew around the windows, I thought I had rolled the car as we flew off the road. Finally we stopped. We were stuck in the snow, but only a few feet off the road, facing toward it. Jordan couldn't open his door if he tried, but we were safe. He pulled out his phone and called 911 and then Triple A. An hour and 10 good Samaritans later we were back on the road, with absolutely no damage. As we looked back, we realized that if I hadn't hit the breaks one of 2 things would have happened: either we would have careened off the road straight into a mile marker at 65 + miles per hour and flipped the car, or the tires would have gripped on the asphalt and my over correction with the wheel would have sent us into on-coming traffic. Needless to say after we were back on the road I spent the next half hour in tears, and in prayers of gratitude. The Lord and his fast flying angels were looking out for us.
January has been fairly uneventful. Jordan got a new calling and was set apart as the Elder's Quorum 2nd Counselor. He is going to do an amazing job.
On Sunday, it had been one year since Jordan and my first date. He had taken me to the symphony and, obviously, we hit it off really well. Yesterday he surprised me with a bouquet of beautiful orange roses with hot pink tips and voluntarily taking out the garbage. We've had a long, hard year to get to where we are, but it's also been a very joyous journey. I love you, Jordan.
