A graduate student ………….

The weekend
I went to work at Snowbasin on Saturday. Worst drive of my life getting there. It is amazing how many people drive badly in poor roads just because they don’t have patience. Me and the Sentra about got mowed over a few times. The snow was awesome and so worth being up skiing. But the drive home was fine and the road were plowed. Theral did not come with me. If he had I probably would have had a less stressful morning. Theral was staying home to represent us at a baptism. What a good little boy that he is.

I thought that he would have all the house cleaning done. (He told me earlier in the week that he would.) But I got home and he was looking really cute and told me all about flying his kites. How could a wife be mad about that?

Sunday we had church @ 9:00. Theral didn’t wake me up and so we missed sacrament meeting. Tag teamed the primary gig and home we came. I do want to point out that I have some issues with the primary and I need to talk to the Presidency about.

Monday came. Theral went to his first graduate class. I should have gotten pictures because I was so proud of my little boy. Three nights a week he is going to be gone taking classes. I think that it is great what he is doing.

Snow keeps falling in Logan. It is a magical time of year with snow and bad roads. I check the snowpack and the Bear River basin is slightly below normal. I hope that we get more snow so my flushing event this spring time can be long.

A cat named Simba

My friend Monica told me about this crazy cat that destroyed the picture that I sent out for Christmas. Below is the account via her mothers blog.

And who is this cat they were playing with? Simba! The Hawkins’ cat! I think she’s supposed to be Bevan’s cat, but they can’t have her at the cabin, and Lloyd and Beverly have gone away for three weeks, so she’s here. She’s an African cat, and she loves to purr, talk to people, and lick their faces. And she’s obsessed with Lizzette. No kidding–we received a Christmas letter from Lizzette and Theral, with a picture of both of them, and Simba went crazy over the picture. She did starfish paws on Lizzette’s face, and licked it, and sat on the photo. Then she chewed the edges. When I put the picture on the counter, Simba jumped up and got it again. Maybe Lizzette reminds her of Trisha, Bevan’s sister, who brought her home from Africa. Who knows.

I think that is pretty funny. A cat that I have never meet that loves me to death. Maybe Theral will let me have it. Let's keep our fingers crossed.

A New Year

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to all the people that read the blog.

So I’m posting to my blog. I should have posted over the holiday period but I didn’t so deal with it. If you are mad at me I’m sorry and get over it. I’m going to post and hopefully put some of my thoughts down about how the last 10 days have been for Theral and I. A side note: I love how spell check doesn’t recognize Theral or Lizzette and the words that they think we are spelling are priceless.

First things First. I love Theral with all of my heart. He is a wonderful man and best friend. I can’t imagine having anyone else. At times I realize that are relationship is very juvenile (Sometimes it is him and sometimes it is me) but we laugh enjoy each other and support each other. We can agree to disagree. We enjoy doing the same things. I am so blessed to have him.

So for Christmas we went to St. George to spend it with Theral’s parents and sister Larisa’s family. From this experience I really don’t want to spend it with them again. Maybe I’m being overly sensitive but I definitely got an unwelcome vibe, such as that we were intruding upon space and resources. I didn’t feel very welcomed. I’m used to feeling that when I’m their but I didn’t expect it to be as bad as it was.

I made a point to call all me sisters and parents on Christmas and wish them a merry day. Calling them made me feel better and that I was loved and wanted. We went over to my sister Mariah and Jerry’s house. The best time in St. George was absolutely visiting with them. Jerry is a good time and Mariah let me eat her homemade candy that she had made. What is better then that. I love homemade candy because it is a taste of Christmas for me.

When we got back from St. George we opened the Presents that we had left. It was so much fun and from that experience Theral and I might be spending the rest of our Christmases just the two of us. It was fun because we just had the Christmas tree lights on and snuggled on the couch while presents were being opened.

We went to his niece Laurens wedding on Saturday. We didn’t have a present ready so we dropped in off on New Years Eve. The wedding was a very nice affair. Talk with Stephanie who is one of my favorites.

For New Years Eve we went to Swen and Stephanie’s house. In my eyes New Years is about eating a lot of crap and playing games. This years I made it past mid-night. Last year I fell asleep at around 10:30. We skied for New Years. It was fun. So today we are both back at work. Having a long break makes me not want to come back to work.

I'm going to talk about resolutions later.