Birthday Week

The last few years for our birthdays my mom has come out to visit.  I consider it my birthday week, and I love it!  She just left, which was sad, but we had a great week.  Mostly, we sat around and watched Lost and movies.  We also got our hair done,

and went to see Cats at the Tuacahn theater in St. George.  We convinced Colt to shamelessly take a picture with Old Deutoronomy and with the Cats sign.

As you can tell, we got a camera for our birthdays! Both of our cameras had stopped working so we were desparate for a new one and were very grateful when my mom brought us one.  Now, hopefully, I will blog more.  I love visits from my mom.  She's the best.

Birthday Boy

Happy Birthday to my wonderful husband!

Colt is really the best husband ever.  He takes care of me, loves me, and works so hard.  I love that I have a husband who honors his Priesthood and takes me to the temple.  He makes me laugh and smile everyday.  Thanks for everything you do for me, Colt!  I hope you have the best birthday ever!

Just For You

My father-in-law has been complaining about always having to look at the dirty diapers on my blog since I haven't written in a while.  So, this post is just for him...now he can look at himself instead!

Hopefully I will get in a blogging mood again soon, but until then I hope everyone is enjoying their summer!

Moving Motivation

We share a small front porch with our next door neighbors.  This is what we were greeted with this morning:

In case you are unsure of what these are...they are dirty diapers.  Our lovely neighbors have started a collection of dirty diapers on our little front porch.  I could say something, but I really have no words.

Ironic

I am currently writing a paper about the food pyramid and nutrition.

I ate cookies and milk for breakfast.

Almost There

I have:
 -6 sets of homework and quizzes to grade
-one 10 page paper to write
-6 math assignments to do
-2 presentations
-1 abstract algebra final
standing between me and summer.  I can't wait!

Empty Walls

We are moving to Hurricane this month.  There are aspects of moving that I hate, but I love the feeling of going through all my stuff and getting rid of things we no longer need or want.  Tonight, Colt and I started to pack so all the pictures and things on the walls came down.  Our little apartment looks so bare and empty! 

Moving is a bittersweet experience for me.  On one hand, I'm so excited to start over again.  I am excited to live in a new place, start teaching (wow, I am not that old!), and settle down a little bit more.  On the other hand, I am sad.  I love Cedar.  I love the snow.  Cedar is the first place I moved away from home.  It is where I fell in love with ballroom dance, Colt, and the fact that there are different sizes of infinity.  Cedar is where my friends are.  Part of me is sad that I'm not moving closer to my family, but I know that this is the right thing for us to do.

I'm really so glad that I have a knowledge of the gospel and that the Lord blesses us so much.  He always comforts me when I am feeling sad about moving or anything else.  I love that Christ atoned so that I could have that comfort and so that he could help me through my fears.  I'm also grateful that He gave me Colt to help me when I am down or feeling overwhelmed about moving out of the college life.  Thank goodness for the gospel and all the blessings it brings us.