Releasing from current callings for my husband and I, two new callings, one for each of us, a 31st birthday to the man of the house a 5th birthday for the first born, three morning runs while it's 95 degrees outside, a determination to start a garden, record payment at the gas pump, not more than 5.5 hours of sleep per night, a yoga session with my husband that was more than hilarious, and four extra pounds.
Now to expound (if you don't like details stop here)
After 2.5 year Brandon said goodbye as the 1st counselor in the Bishopric, there are somethings I believe he'll miss, more things he won't miss but most of all he got a small snip it of what a Bishop deals with and said he never would wish that responsibility on anyone. He will miss working closely with the Bishop and has found that he was called by God and respects the mantle that is carried by him. He's excited to be a dry, oh I mean high counselor.
After 2.5 years of enjoying many of your little darlings I am sad to say goodbye to the children in primary. I will especially miss their excitement to learn new songs (or lack of excitement if you're an 11 year old boy) their encouragement ("Sis Meryhew, My mom sings better than you but keep trying) and their honesty ("do you have a baby in your tummy?" as to which I replied "No" "oh, your belly's just big?"). Don't fret parents, don't be embarrassed for me. Cause it may have been your child that prayed for you during opening exercises to "Not watch so much TV" or "to not spank me everyday" or "cook something we'll want to eat" or "stick to her diet". Now it's on to compassionate service, I guess the Lord figured it's never to late to teach me to have compassion.
Brandon celebrated number 31. He kicked off his big day with a 9am Real Estate course...exciting... then worked until dinner time. He was served with chicken and steak kabobs (yummy...yes, grilled by yours truly) mashed potatoes with country gravy, spinach salad, garlic cheese bread and a homemade Oreo ice cream cake to wash it down. Then off to the new church to help move in and closed out the night with a good game of church ball...his favorite.
Carson celebrate number 5. Where does the time go? I think after five years his 9.1 pound body has finally recovered from coming out an area that felt like it was 2 inches wide. His mother has yet to recover. He celebrated with a BOYS only star wars party. I still feel like I need to send out apologies to those friends and family members of his that are girls. If your child is female and has what you thought was a good "friendship" with my son, please don't take it personally your child was not invited. No female was, not even his own mother. I was not allowed to participate in the festivities only provide them. He did say "this was the best party ever" so I guess that was worth all the potentially ruined female relationships we might have to mend over the next couple of months.
95 degrees at 5:13am...time to move the morning runs back an hour to 4:13am. I'm afraid I'll pass out from heat exhaust and be eaten by the stray pit bull I've see the last three mornings roaming my running trail.
Yes, I will have a garden ready for fall. Pretty exciting...please let me know if you have tips as my green thumb fell off while killing my first plant nine years ago.
$72 for gas and I have a mini van, supposedly cheaper than an SUV? Ouch.
Two birthdays, 75 hours of work, a messy house, when is there time to sleep?
Ok, so Brandon said "Yoga's not a real workout" I told him to put his money where is mouth is. Monday morning was his first session, now he can't pay up his owed money because he is so sore from my Sargent-like training he can barely get out of bed and make any money. Two things he learned 1. He is NOT flexible. 2. The meaning of vinyasa.
Two birthday's with junk food + no sleep + 2 can's of Dr. Pepper (I usually drink about 6 a year) + stress ='s 4 gained Lb's. Diet starts Monday!
