Where in the world...

"Is Carmen Sandiego"

Are you singing it now?

So I have been extremely busy with my new job that I LOVE, but realize that I miss posting here.  So because I am putting off doing my Sunday School lesson that I have to teach in a few minutes here is a quick update through pics...Sorry hopefully more words to come later:

Um, Yes...New Job...

I forgot how much I love working.  Call me crazy.

I think it is just a healthy place for me to feel a sense of accomplishment.

But...There is a TON of stuff happening at my work and so I get to work a TON of hours.

Because our office is in the basement of a "castle" (Also on a golf course) sometimes I don't get to see the sun very much.
This is a picture that I had to take one night when I was leaving work because I was amazed I was actually leaving before the sun went down :)

 Cristal came to see us!!!

Somedays (Only the ones that end in Y) I hate that people have to grow up and move away

Cristal got to make a suprise visit to see us.  The original visit was only supposed to be for a few days, but none of us were ready to let them go home so she ended up staying another week.  LOVED IT.

I feel bad because of my crazy work schedule I didn't get to see her much but the night before she left we had a girls night in and did facials and manicures and pedicures.  Good time, long overdue.

(Note to self for next time....take the pictures before the clay mask dries next time so it doesn't hurt to smile)

 One of the greatest days of my life.

Hondo & Lisa & Little Miss Mo were sealed in the Mt. Timp Temple

Such a great day. Really Really Great Day. 

I couldn't hold back the tears as I was able to be there with them.

They are an amazing couple who blow me away by their goodness.

I don't think I will ever forget the sweet feeling of seeing the three of them there together.  

The experience brought me hope and reminded me of that simple truth...I will see my Dad again..Can't Wait!

And Did I mention....I work a lot...And I really like my job!

I am sure that in the next few weeks I will be better at posting here, some things are happening that I want to remember.  

Now back to the Sunday School lesson

Hope you are doing well!

PS... I finally got the slideshow uploaded for the Disneyland pictures in the post below.  Enjoy!

Here you leave today...

At my Dad's funeral my Uncle Kim paid a great tribute to my Dad, but one of my favorite things that I often think about is when he said "Driving a nice car was never important to Kenneth, but every year Kenneth took his family on a vacation". (Or Something like that)   Maybe it was his way of trying to teach this selfish daughter that the "things" in life don't matter. Maybe he wanted to build his kids character...Driving around in a big blue rainbow van will do that you know.  Maybe my Dad knew how much I would need those memories to get me through not having him here now.

These trips weren't always expensive or to some place exotic, unless you count the white mountains of Arizona exotic.  Some of our favorite vacations were camping trips to Browns Springs, trips to Utah and Colorado, and  we even got to go to Disneyland a few times.

Going to Disneyland was easier to do once we got older, and we went four times as much in the last 10 years than we did the 20 before...Sadly yes I am that old.  Anyway...My Dad and Sisters were planning a trip to Disneyland when Kristin came home from her mission.

And so we went...We didn't go until February, but we went.  Some days I wish I wasn't such a sentimental person.  When I landed in LA I got a little choked up, knowing Dad wasn't going to be there to pick me up this time as he had the other times I had flown in for our trip, but it was okay.

The trip was great, it really was, it was also really hard.  One of those firsts, one of those times you realize you didn't realize yet another area where you depended on Dad.  We had a great time, laughed a lot, cried a little, slept a little, walked a lot, ate way to much, got a little wet, but it was great!  There were quite a few times when I would look over my shoulder thinking that Dad was there. Maybe He was.

Mom wanted to get us all matching shirts
Grumpy shirts just seemed fitting
My Dad loved Grumpy. 

Thank you to the angels who lovingly gave us a generous gift that we used to pay for the trip.  We pray that your family is blessed for what you were willing to do to help us remember Dad. How blessed we all are.