My weekend as a mother of 5

Yes, you read the title right. And guess what, I loved every minute of it. Let me skip back a bit in the story a little bit and then I will tell you about the weekend.
So, it is the very first day of school this semester, and in true Mikael style, I was running late to class. As I rush in, the only seat open is one right up front, right next to the teacher. Not really my first pick in seating, but what was I to do. I sat down at the table, and it may have been the smartest move I made all semester. The three other people sitting at the table have become people I look forward to seeing each Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. We are quite the group. There is me- unmarried, blown with the wind, and ready to be out of school. Jeannine- recently married, a free spirit, keeps the rest of us in line. Nick- recent convert to the church, once had 10 plus piercings, married with 2 children. and last but certainly not least Leah- single mom of five, could make friends with a rock, secretly I think she is a long lost Webb girl.
We have all become friends this semester and I have loved having class with them. Leah ended up having to fly to Georgia this weekend and asked me if I would watch her kids for her. Of course! She was totally okay with Nathan hanging out with us all weekend and even got a place for him to stay just two doors down from her place. Nathan and I went over Saturday morning and I switched off duties with Jeannine Monday night.
Leah's kids were so good and so much fun, I really think they could have done just fine with out us there. They were so patient when we didn't eat dinner until late Saturday because whoever from Relief Society was supposed to bring dinner forgot... so spaghetti came to the rescue! Leah's oldest daughter is blind, and it was so fun to see the other children help her out and see what sweet people they are becasue of how well they have learned to treat their sister. The youngest is two and I loved toting him around everywhere, and even letting him sleeo with me one night.
I was a little worried Nathan would be overwhelmed, but he did great! The kids ADORED him, and even after he left, they were still talking about him and wishing he was there. In fact, I got a little bit jealous and made a new rule- Mikael is the favorite. I really was impressed with how well he did and how much fun it looked liked he was having.
Now that I am home and back to the bickering roommates, I am missing those little munchkins and looking even more forward to this weekend when I can steal some kisses from the world's cutest kids.

Is this weekend really here?

Well the weekend is finally here and I don't know how I feel about it. Nathan and I did not see eachother last weekend, and these two weeks have felt like FOREVER! Rough life...Right? Lucky me, when i go down to visit him this weekend, both of our parents will be in town! I have a hard enough time impressing my own parents, let alone somebody elses. Nathan keeps telling me not to worry. Fat chance. Dads have never really scared me, it is the moms that put fear in my bones. Nathan keeps telling em she won't caare what I look like or how nice I am, it is all about how spiritual I am. Well I might as well start preparing my goodbyes for Nathan. I remeber the first time I figured out I needed some spiritual work. Mom and Dad sat the family down to tell us they had been called on a mission. they then told us that some of us kids could go with them and some couldn't. Right away I knew I was one that wouldn'd becasue I was such a bad kid. Bad kids don't go on missions. Luckily the prophet wouldn't let that happen, so I went, and made a mess of that whole mission experience. Then came the day in 9th grade semenary. Sister King asked her usual question of "So where is your Dad today?" We once agian responded with "Your guess is as good as mine." Then I proceeded to tell her how much I hate General Authorities becasue they steal mt bed. Good thing it was a clear day outside, or lighting surely would have struck. The look of pure horror on everyone's faces as I bad mouthed General Authorities was enough to teach me that maybe they weren't so bad after all.
So, poor Nathan's Mom (I forgot her name again) I apologize now. I don't beleieve I will be able to deliver. I look forward to the day I can prove to your son I can out burp him, as hard as I try to love Relief Society it just ain't happening, and personality is the only ball I have in my court. At least, I hope so.

Tech Savy

I don't exactly consider myself to be great with technology, but it is something I enjoy and find very important to be familiar with. Well, today I accomplished something I have been dreading doing for a while. I started up my website to help people get in touch with disability resources in New Mexico. With a lot of help from a free online web publisher, I have my site going. It still has a long way to go, and the site name is incrediably long b/c I am still deciding if I want to fork out the 15 dollars a year to make it more professional. I have already registered the site with google and done some other things to try and make it more available, but the more it is visited, the more noticable it will be. So check it out. Don't judge me. I am slowly but surely getting more resources put on. But I feel pretty proud of what I am doing
http://nmdisabilityresources.synthasite.com/

P.s. If you want to add a little link to this from your blog, that would be much appreciated. You never know who might check it out

Ghost of Adventures Past

The Ghost of adventures past is haunting me. I went to the library to get some things done I couldn't escape! Maybe it is a mind game or something, but I am getting that itch for another adventure. I know, I know, a little rediculous considreing I got back from Israel only 3 months ago, but I am not kidding when I say this happens to me every 3 months. Is there such a thing as travel addiction? Well, as I was leaving the library to go get some dinner, I noticed that I was walking past the isle of books about the Holy Land. I of course pull all of them down and flip through the pages. Then I found a novel about a Palestinian child that looked really interesting. So, i decided to check it out. But then I felt a little guilty that I was being bias, so I picked out a book about a Jew, just to be Kosher. As I checked out my books and walked out of the library, but not before being stopped once again by the Ghost of Adventures past. Every month the library does a feature on a genre of book. This months topic...Travel! I flipped through the book of Petra, the one of the Holy Land, and another of Jordan. I am seeing it as a sign from heaven. It is my Holy calling to travel. All donations are accepted...all in the name of divine calling of course.

My favorite commercial

I just saw this the other day. Maybe I am the only one who gets a kick out of it but I always laugh when it come on. Enjoy!

Talon told me the other photo was not good enough so here are some not from my camera on my phone.

This sums up my wonderful weekend
Two boxes that this girl loves to see.

Spoiled Rotten (but the good kind of rotten)

Shhh...don't tell all the single people out there, but Valentines Day is so much more fun if you are not boyfriend challenged. Yes, in my 22nd year of life, I finally had someone to share Valentines Day with. I have never really cared much about never having a valentine becasue I always had Dad to take care of me. I mean, he does a pretty darn good job of it, so why would I want to give that gig up? Luckily for me, Mom and Dad will always pull through whether I have a fish on the line or not. Well, let me tell you about my first non-single V-day-

I got to Utah on Friday and met up with Nathan at a place where parents of children with disabilities can drop off their child for a few hours on the weeked so they can go out on a date. All the services are volunteer, so it doesn't cost the parents anything. The little girl Anthan and I got has a chromosomal deletion and is only the 8th known person in the world to have this. We had a blast playing her and the other kids, and we were the last ones to leave. When I came home Friday night to T-Bone and Annies, there was a beautiful box of Sees candy sitting on my bed (cute tag provided by Annie). I guess that as luck would have it, Nathan ran into Annie as he was going to get the box of chocolates and he was able to kill two birds with one stone and have her take it home and plant it. In the morning, Nathan called me to wake me and tell me to come over for my favorite meal of the day...Breakfast! We made eggs and bacon and toast. Oh how I love breakfast. After breakfast, we socialized with his roommates for a bit, then watched Iron Man and just relaxed. I had no idea what our evening plans were so I was in no rush to be getting things done. 3:30 rolled around and Nathan lit a fire under my briches because we aparently needed to be on the road at 4:30 to get to where ever we were eating at 5. All he had told me was I needed to dress nice. I hurried and threw myself together and we were off. Pretty soon, we were up in the mountains at Sundance Ski resort. He had made dinner reservations at the Tree Room resturant...Classy! I loved it! It was the type of place where you check your coats in at the door. The resturant looked like an enourmous log cabin with a crackling fire, indian rugs, and kokopelli displayed throughout the room. I felt right at home! We had an amazing dinner. I got the artichoke fettuchini and he got elk. After dinner, I had an amazing dessert of berries and a creme sauce. I could really go for another one of those right now. After dinner, we got back into the car and I started saying my one million Thank You's. You would think after a day and dinner like that the kid would be done...nope. He still had one more surprise for me. I love surprises! We went back to his place to supposedly go get his other jacket. Instead he brings out a bag and hands it to me. He kind of hid it behind his back and then handed it to me. It was an American Eagle bag and so I was thinking, "What is the world could he have gotten me at American Eagle in such a little bag? Underwear?" Sorry mom, I know you raised me better, but I did say to him, "I swear, if you bought me a pair of underwear" and then I started laughing. I don't think he thought it was very funny. I look in the bag and there was something wrapped up in white tissue paper. I unwrapped the tissue paper and there was a little blue box. Not just any blue, Tiffanies blue. Thats when I about had a heart attack. He didn't know until I told him afterwards, but I got really nervous, really fast. This was definitely not underwear. I opened the box and there was a little blue pouch inside. Inside the pouch...a beautiful silver necklace. The more I look at it, the more I love it. It is circular but had a little dip in the top so when it hits the light right, it looks like a cresent moon. The thank you's started all over again and he explained to me why he had picked that necklace for me. I am spoiled rotten! There is no denying it. And to top the night off, we just sat and talked about how much I love my brothers and sisters (poor kid) and shared a box of McDonalds fries. Now that is the way to my heart