Canyon Overlook Trail. Should take 1 hour from start to finish but took us 3 hours.. Crazy!! This is Mike, me and Suzanne at the top.

I made it all the way.. Yeah for me...

I am not sure who took this picture if anyone. This is also in Zions National Park.

I am hanging out with Elvis and Michael Jackson in Vegas. Who knew.. Elvis was pretty good looking too...


The last three pictures are me with Red just outside of M&M World in Vegas. The group picture of Me, Suzanne and Mike in Konob. And my favorite picture last. I made it to Paris! Mike saw these two gentlemen in front of us and asked them if they would mind taking a picture with me. They were the nicest guys in Vegas. To bad they weren't going our direction.

Spring Break was so fun!! Two of my friends and I decided that we were going to go to Zions National Park and go on a few hikes. Sweet!! Let's go.. We got together before leaving and was finalizing our plans on going. We decided we would also go to St. George since my one friend has a brother who lives there. Yeah lets go, I have never been to St. George ever! That was the plan, Zions in the morning, St. George in the evening. We were going to leave Thursday night at 11 when my friend (Mike) got off work. That is not what happened, we had planned to leave 6 am Friday morning. That didn't happen either, Suzanne wasn't ready and by the time we left Logan it was 6:45 am. Suzanne didn't want anyone to drive her car and it wasn't quite working right, I couldn't drive my car because it needs some work done to it and Mike didn't want anyone to drive his car either. So I called my friend Deb and asked her if I could borrow her car for the weekend and I would switch her cars. I told her the plan to where we were going because I thought that would be the polite thing to do.

I forgot that I had told Suzannes sister she could borrow my car when I left for our trip. When I called Tammy to tell her that I forgot, I knew she was mad at me. It seriously was an honest mistake. I didn't do it on purpose. I didn't know what to do. So I had texted my friend Mark and asked him for some advice. He said the perfect thing (as he always does) and I felt better about it and went fast asleep. He had told me that if Tammy needed a ride to work, he would be glad to take her. That she needed to call him and let him know. I forwarded the message to Tammy and it worked out great.

Zions National Park...

Mike has never been to Zions, so that was a fun journey. We first started on this moderate to easy hike. Start to finish it was supposed to take us an hour. It took us 3 hours to finish. I believe it took us 15 min to get down.. I haven't been on a hike in more than a year and I have a fear of heights plus taking tons of pictures makes the adventure a little more fun.

St. George....

While we were in St. George, I was thinking we should do something. We did, sort of.. We had dinner with Suzanne's dad, Bonnie (dad's fiance), Duane (Suzannes brother), his wife and little girl. It was nice talking and having fun with them. After dinner, we were sitting around the apartment and talking about what our plans were when I started to get text messages from my friend Mark. We were talking back and forth and 'Dad' was getting a little irritated by the ring, I suppose. He told me to shut of the phone. It kind of made me chuckle but I then turned it to silent.. Suzanne was saying that we were going to go to Vegas on Saturday. Sweet, I have family there, let's go..

Vegas....

We got to Vegas about noon on Saturday. It was nice to be out of Logan, plus the weather was nice. I believe the weather in Vegas was in the 70s. We parked the car at the Monte Cristo hotel and walked the strip. By the day was finished, my feet hurt for two days.. don't get me wrong, it was nice to know that I walked so far but I am not sure if I wore the right shoes. There were places we all wanted to see, unfortunetly we didn't get to see them all. We saw the water show at the Bellagio, saw the gardens in the Bellagio, went to M&M World, Cocoa Cola, spent a lot of time in Ceasers Palace and saw a show. We walked forever. It was 10:30pm when we decided it was time to go. We were thinking but not really when we decided that we should just get a hotel room in Vegas before driving back home. Yeah not likely. The Mountain West Confrenece was in Vegas, so nobody had any rooms available. We drove everywhere looking for a room. Mesquite, NV didn't have space!! I decided we would just drive home that night. I was getting tired though and Suzanne and Mike were off and on sleeping. I pulled off in St. George and found a Motel 6 for $50. We stayed there and woke up an hour before check out.

Home...

I was a little happy to be back in Logan. The parts I didn't tell you were the reason why I was glad to be home. The weather, high 60s, is wonderful here. I enjoy knowing I can wear shorts without freezing my butt..

I will make sure to post pictures of my trip soon. My computer is a little broken right now, but hopefully I will be able to get it fixed.

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the BIG decision

Recently I have decided to attend a family ward. I have been thinking about attending one for about a year and since I lived right across the street from one, I thought I should at least try it and see if I like it. My reasoning for attending a family ward is this.. I have been in the same singles ward for almost 7 years! 7 years of drama, stupidity, people who hate you because you are different and many more reasons. I wasn't sure if I would like a family ward because of the family wards I have attended when I was growing up. I just didn't feel like I belonged and sacrament was always noisy. I have been attending the 25th ward and I really like it. It is a family ward and there are a lot of 'grandparents' in the ward. It is such a loving and caring ward. I sit in the back with Sister and Brother Smith. They are seriously the cutest grandparents ever!

I have noticed that the young couples always sit in the front and the older people sit in the back. I like the back and I asked the Smith's why that was. Sister Smith told me that she sits in the back because she feels that her oxygen makes a lot of noise. I sit next to her and I don't think it does. She also said that the younger families need to be in the pews with their kids so the 'grandparents' sit in the back to give them the space. Well how about that, I found a ward that the people care about others in their ward and not just themselves.

I do get annoyed sometimes with this one family that sits in the back. If you know my mom, you would understand where I am coming from. There is one family where the father is one of the counselors so the wife sits with her children in the back. They always sit in front of me, I don't get it. The youngest can't be younger than 5 and there are 2 girls and 2 boys. The boys are old enough to pass the sacrament and the girls are maybe 5 and 7. I am not sure how old but old enough to know what is wrong and right. The mom brings toys and candy for them every week. I don't get it, seriously. If it were my mom, we would sit in our seats and pay attention. When the prayer is being said, we would have our arms folded and head bowed. These girls are playing barbie and talking during the prayer. They are cute but not that cute.

I think all wards have some fault in them but I know that if I stayed in the Singles Ward I was in, I would go crazy. There really is too much drama in the previous ward I was in. I didn't fit in with the older crowd and the younger crowd, I have a few people that don't like me for some stupid dumb reason and I just felt like a fly on the wall.

How I will miss a great woman!

Today was the funeral for my Aunt Elma Ransom Worthen. I will definitely miss her. Last time I saw my aunt was in December and she looked good for being so old. I found out on Thursday, Feb. 12 that she had passed from my dad via text message. At that time, I was at a visiting teaching appointment and I actually can't tell you what was said because I was so sad and a little depressed about the news. I have a friend that I have talking to about this death that I thought that I was finished crying about it.

My aunt Elma is 19 years older than my dad, that is something I either couldn't remember or was never told. I had no idea that when my dad was born she was out of high school! who knew?! The funeral today was very hard for me to sit through. Both my parents were part of the program and seeing my dad and mom have difficulty getting through their part in the program pulled at my heart. There was a part in the program where you could get up and share your memories and stories about Elma and my dad was asked to start. I was fine until he mentioned that she loved quilting and that ALL his children (there are 7 of us) have a quilt that she made especially for us and would never give it up. That is when I lost it. I love my quilt and is lying on my bed right now. It is the best blanket that I own and I wouldn't give it up for anything in the world.

I will always miss my aunt and this is a sad and yet happy (my aunt is with her husband and parents) occassion to see family I haven't seen in forever.

Have to end on this beautiful poem....

Dear Mom

Although we cannot see you now,
You are always on our minds.
All the loving things you did for us,
So thoughtful and so kind.

Although we cannot hold you now,
You are being held here in our hearts.
And through our loving memories,
We will never have to part.

Although we cannot call on you,
To help us through the day,
We will remember what you taught us
with your loving ways.

Although we cannot tell you now,
How special you have been,
We will be sure to tell you, Mom
When we see you again.
-----Paula Byington

I don't understand how one says they're your friend but they won't talk to you. This is actually the story of my life...

I had a really good friend where we hung out all the time. We did have our moments we argued about stupid things but we did mend up after some time. One would say we fought like we were married. Doesn't matter, this friend was always there for me when I had problems and needed to talk. After my knee surgery and I was getting ready to go back to work, this friend stopped talking to me. My first thought was he is having a moment, it's not the first time he has had a moment. A few weeks later I found out from a Walmart employee, both my friend and I both know, had told me that my friend didn't want to be friends with me. What?!!

I was talking to my sister and she had asked my friend why he was being a jerk. My friend told my sister "he had his reasons on which I will not elaborate." I don't understand how one just stops being friends with someone especially after a 5 year friendship.

I have this other friend (we'll call him Cliff) who I was hanging out with after a mutual friend (we'll call him John) had moved to Salt Lake. John had asked me to be friends with Cliff to help him stay out of trouble. I agreed and so that is how I became friends with Cliff. Recently, I had sent a text message Cliff and asked him if he was his girlfriend were going country swing dancing. I needed someone to pay so I could get in free. My roommate was waiting for me. Cliff texted back and told me "if you aren't talking to me, I'm not going to talk to you." I am actually ok with that.. :)

That would be 2 friends in one year that abandoned me.. I mean 3 friends in one year because my one friend, who didn't tell me we weren't friends, has a sister I was friends with and she isn't talking to me either. I don't know why but I wish people would tell me why you would stop being someone's friend. At least have the balls to tell me why and how I can fix the problem if it can be fixed.

I am slowly getting over this I don't want to be your friend thing. It's hard but I am trying...
I wonder a lot "why did I move to Logan, Utah? Really, why?!!

Super Bowl Sunday

I went to a Super Bowl Party and there was one person I hoped not to see because he is an idiot, was there. I tried really hard to be nice to him. I would ask him how he was doing or something and he would look at me with a nasty look or just ignore me altogether. It was really hard to keep my cool with him. I really wanted to tell him off or something but didn't.

I have recently started taking my camera every with me. I just happened to take it to the party and this guy told me if I didn't stop taking pictures of him, he would throw my camera out the window. We were on the third floor of an apartment complex and I pretty much told him that I wasn't taking pictures of him. Five seconds after he told me that, he wanted to take pictures of him! I don't think I will ever understand him!

Although my team lost the Super Bowl, it was fun to be with some friends. There were three people who were Steeler fans and the rest of us were Cardinal fans. Who cares, I think. But things were said that shouldn't have been and here is one conversation...

"C": I hope when you drive home, you get in a car wreck and die!

"T": Ohh, if that did happen then I would come back as a ghost and haunt you forever. Then I would see you naked.

I stopped listening to that conversation to watch the last of the game, hoping that my team would win. When the game had about a minute left, my friend "T' was getting really excited and jumping up and down on the couch. "C" started to complain and it went something like this...

"C": STOP jumping I am getting bruises on my legs and I can't hear now that you are yelling.

"T": You have free agency, get up and move.

"C": There isn't anywhere for me to go, I don't want to stand the rest of the game.

"T": Then stop complaining. There is an empty chair right there (in front of her)

"C": My feet hurt because I stand up at work all night. My butt hurts because my leg hurts from you hitting it.. blah blah blah....

Shut up really!!! I have been there working all night on my feet and so has the majority of the people there. Who Cares, stop your whining!! You are preaching to the choir!

After the party I went home and watched some more TV and was thinking about texting a friend for a safe trip back to Logan. I talked myself out of it because I didn't want to sound desperate to talk to him. So when I was setting my alarm, I received a text message from him asking me about my weekend. I am glad I waited. We talked for awhile what we both did and then at 11:30pm I told my friend that I needed to get some sleep. That I needed to be at work before he even has his first class. And that is what I did Super Bowl Sunday!