Sunday, August 22
Education Week
My cousin, Kara, and I switched off babysitting this last week so that we could both attend Education Week. (I think I mentioned that in an earlier post.) Anyway, I got to go to 8 hours of lectures, and it was very enjoyable. I learned quite a bit that is pertinent to things I am interested in right now. That's one thing I love about Education Week. Each time I go, I am in a different stage and focused different things. And there are always things that I am interested in being taught. I really think some of that info is going to help me in some struggles I am having. Yay!
The Not-so-hot Date
Wednesday night Matt and I went to a REAL Salt Lake game. (Thanks, Kara, for watching the girls!) It was very fun for quite a while. During the first half each team scored a goal. Unfortunately, SL scored during the last few minutes of the half when we were getting refreshments. Miss. It was a beautiful night, and we were enjoying being out on our "hot date."
The second half started to get a bit unfortunate. Panama was the other team. They never had control as much as SL the whole game. So they started trying to stall like CRAZY so that SL would have less chance to score. I can't even tell you how many times the first aid people ran onto the field with a stretcher. I'm sure some of the people were actually hurt, but it was so ridiculous how many people milked that for all it was worth. I thought it was ridiculous and a bit unfortunate. Many of the people around us thought it was a personal insult that needed booing. Matt and I are rather bothered by booing and unsportsman-behavior, so that was making things less fun for us. But when a whole section of the crowd started swearing in unison, we were personally offended - I know that doesn't really make sense, but it's true. We immediately left, and I was angry. I don't get angry very often at all so add to my anger surprise that I was angry. I'm over it now. It was just sad.
The other thing is that Matt was so hoping I'd enjoy the game, and I was at first. This certainly hasn't turned me off of soccer or of watching sports in stadiums - I LOVE going to baseball games. But it was really too bad.
I am just grateful that Matt and I felt the same way - and that we so often do. We talked about that on the way back to the car (and about how to work myself back down after getting so upset.)
The second half started to get a bit unfortunate. Panama was the other team. They never had control as much as SL the whole game. So they started trying to stall like CRAZY so that SL would have less chance to score. I can't even tell you how many times the first aid people ran onto the field with a stretcher. I'm sure some of the people were actually hurt, but it was so ridiculous how many people milked that for all it was worth. I thought it was ridiculous and a bit unfortunate. Many of the people around us thought it was a personal insult that needed booing. Matt and I are rather bothered by booing and unsportsman-behavior, so that was making things less fun for us. But when a whole section of the crowd started swearing in unison, we were personally offended - I know that doesn't really make sense, but it's true. We immediately left, and I was angry. I don't get angry very often at all so add to my anger surprise that I was angry. I'm over it now. It was just sad.
The other thing is that Matt was so hoping I'd enjoy the game, and I was at first. This certainly hasn't turned me off of soccer or of watching sports in stadiums - I LOVE going to baseball games. But it was really too bad.
I am just grateful that Matt and I felt the same way - and that we so often do. We talked about that on the way back to the car (and about how to work myself back down after getting so upset.)
Saturday, August 21
Amy Conversation
I had the following great conversation with Amy today. After playing a bit, she decided to snuggle with me on the couch.
Me: Amy, cual es tu color preferido? (Favorite color)
Amy: I dunno
Me: Cual te gusta mas: morado o verde? (purple or green)
Amy: Verde
Me: Caul te gusta mas: verde o azul? (green or blue)
Amy: Azul
Me: Caul te gusta mas: azul o anaranjado? (blue or orange)
Amy: Anaranjado
Me: Caul te gusta mas: anaranjado o morado? (orange or purple)
Amy: Morado
Me: Solo escojes el ultimo que yo diga verdad? (you just pick the last one I say)
Amy: ?
Me: Cual te gusta mas: morado o anaranjado? (purple or orange)
Amy: Anaranjado
... yep. Whichever I say last, she picks. I don't think she quite got it. The next bit was fantastic.
Me: Amy, quien es tu amigo preferido? Con quien te gusta jugar mas? (Who's your favorite friend - you do you like to play with the most)
Amy: Ummm... Rudy
Me: Porque?
Amy (in a quiet, cute, tender voice): Because I love him.
You hear that, Rudy! Keep it up!
Me: Amy, cual es tu color preferido? (Favorite color)
Amy: I dunno
Me: Cual te gusta mas: morado o verde? (purple or green)
Amy: Verde
Me: Caul te gusta mas: verde o azul? (green or blue)
Amy: Azul
Me: Caul te gusta mas: azul o anaranjado? (blue or orange)
Amy: Anaranjado
Me: Caul te gusta mas: anaranjado o morado? (orange or purple)
Amy: Morado
Me: Solo escojes el ultimo que yo diga verdad? (you just pick the last one I say)
Amy: ?
Me: Cual te gusta mas: morado o anaranjado? (purple or orange)
Amy: Anaranjado
... yep. Whichever I say last, she picks. I don't think she quite got it. The next bit was fantastic.
Me: Amy, quien es tu amigo preferido? Con quien te gusta jugar mas? (Who's your favorite friend - you do you like to play with the most)
Amy: Ummm... Rudy
Me: Porque?
Amy (in a quiet, cute, tender voice): Because I love him.
You hear that, Rudy! Keep it up!
Monday, August 16
The Suspense!
Friday night I get a call from Matt saying we have an appointment with one of the stake presidency. Dun dun dun! My first thought was that it was totally unexpected and out of the blue. Then I realized, it's not as unexpected really. Still, we speculated about ALL the possibilities of what it could be about. We were nuts - so antsy for it to be 5:00 on Saturday. Saturday night came and went, and we were so antsy for it to be Sunday at 1:00 for the rest of the mystery to be revealed and to watch the events transpire. You see I am one who LOVES ward business. (Ward business is the time when administrative changes are announced and accepted by the congregation in the LDS church. The juicier the better. I like stake and general kind of business too, but ward business is my favorite because I know the people involved. And the resulting Sacrament Meeting was sweet and wonderful.
So....
Matt DID get released as second counselor in the bishopric because a new bishop was called. (Bishop Gardner has been a bishop over five years, and it was time for a switch.)
And...
the new bishop called Matt to be his second counselor as well. So really, not much has changed for us.
Except that we get to meet and welcome a new couple into our ward who seem WONDERFUL - they actually live in our stake but not our ward - and we have to say goodbye to the Gardners who we LOVE so much! We are really sad about that last part. Bishop and Janice Gardner have spoiled our family rotten. They home teach us - often throwing in dinner or ice cream into the mix. They get us presents for our birthdays. They love on our kids. - Bishop would sometimes get distracted in a meeting because he'd be too busy flirting with Amy or Noel to pay attention. This is in meetings he was conducting, mind you. They really are grandparent-figures to our kids which is so nice, extra nice since our parents are far away. And they served so many so well in our ward all this time. I appreciate so much all the support Bishop Gardner has always given me in each of my callings in this ward. I always felt like anytime I had an idea, it would be taken seriously, appreciated, encouraged, and supported. He'd even tell others to be supportive of whatever I was trying to do. That has always meant so much to me. We'll miss you!!!
The rest of the mystery for us was the identity of the first counselor. President Funk hadn't told us that. It's Brother Coleman, the same first counselor from before.
Oh, and to one City Girl, a friend who reads my blog and who goes by code names on the internet, Bishop mentioned in his talk about the time right after he was called over our ward that you and Cowboy raked his lawn. He talked about how much that meant to him and how that was just one example of how people welcomed the Gardners into this new ward that was formed. Just thought you'd like to know you were mentioned.
UPDATE (Matt writing): Funny, after reading her post, I didn't realize either that we had not mentioned the new Bishop's name! Thanks Maria for pointing it out. =) The new Bishop is Bishop David Handy. He also lives outside our ward boundaries, only a few doors down from Bishop Gardner actually. He and his wife, Toni, have been serving for the last 5+ years as addiction recovery missionaries.
So....
Matt DID get released as second counselor in the bishopric because a new bishop was called. (Bishop Gardner has been a bishop over five years, and it was time for a switch.)
And...
the new bishop called Matt to be his second counselor as well. So really, not much has changed for us.
Except that we get to meet and welcome a new couple into our ward who seem WONDERFUL - they actually live in our stake but not our ward - and we have to say goodbye to the Gardners who we LOVE so much! We are really sad about that last part. Bishop and Janice Gardner have spoiled our family rotten. They home teach us - often throwing in dinner or ice cream into the mix. They get us presents for our birthdays. They love on our kids. - Bishop would sometimes get distracted in a meeting because he'd be too busy flirting with Amy or Noel to pay attention. This is in meetings he was conducting, mind you. They really are grandparent-figures to our kids which is so nice, extra nice since our parents are far away. And they served so many so well in our ward all this time. I appreciate so much all the support Bishop Gardner has always given me in each of my callings in this ward. I always felt like anytime I had an idea, it would be taken seriously, appreciated, encouraged, and supported. He'd even tell others to be supportive of whatever I was trying to do. That has always meant so much to me. We'll miss you!!!
The rest of the mystery for us was the identity of the first counselor. President Funk hadn't told us that. It's Brother Coleman, the same first counselor from before.
Oh, and to one City Girl, a friend who reads my blog and who goes by code names on the internet, Bishop mentioned in his talk about the time right after he was called over our ward that you and Cowboy raked his lawn. He talked about how much that meant to him and how that was just one example of how people welcomed the Gardners into this new ward that was formed. Just thought you'd like to know you were mentioned.
UPDATE (Matt writing): Funny, after reading her post, I didn't realize either that we had not mentioned the new Bishop's name! Thanks Maria for pointing it out. =) The new Bishop is Bishop David Handy. He also lives outside our ward boundaries, only a few doors down from Bishop Gardner actually. He and his wife, Toni, have been serving for the last 5+ years as addiction recovery missionaries.
Possible, but...
My cousin, Kara, and I decided to do a babysitting swap this week so that we could both attend Education Week. This morning I was playing outside with Christian, Noel, and Amy, and two different people asked/ commented about how close my kids were. I calmed their fears that I was totally nuts by explaining that Christian is a cousin. He will be 2 next week, and Amy will be 3 the week after. It's possible that the three kids could be siblings. There is enough time for a pregnancy between each one, but just barely. Especially Christian and Noel - 9 1/2 months apart. Some people do it, and I have nothing but respect for them. But that's a little too close even for perma-baby-hungry me.
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