It's random, lovely, full of misspelled words and terrible punctuation. It's about me, Erin, my family and friends, in real life. There's sugar but no sugar coating.
"Come what may, and love it!......Yet in spite of discouragement and adversity, those who are happiest seem to have a way of learning from difficult times, becoming stronger, wiser, and happier as a result." ~ Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin
May 5, 2009
Another day in paradise.
Well, here we are again, another post. Church was good Sunday. It's Heath's turn to conduct sacrament meeting this month and he seems to always mess something up but recovers nicely with a joke. Only rarely does he look like a real dork. Noah was wild this Sunday, running back and forth, going choochoo with his train across the wood partition in front of the podium. No wonder the relief society president made him a quite book. (hint, hint) On the way home I noticed the sign in front of our place that says "A good place to live at a fair price". I was thinking it should have said "An interesting place to live with poor lighting, paper thin walls, a leaky basement that won't get fixed (even if you call the maintenance man 3 times), dirt and hair waxed into the floors and all for an arm and a leg." I'm still glad we are moving. Today our landlord brought a lady by to look at the town home. He told me he didn't have our # to give us a heads up. That's interesting because I'm pretty sure it's on the lease. Anyway, my house was a mess. I've already started to box things up. I have a ton of laundry that needs to be put up and always toys everywhere. The lady came by later and asked if she could give me her phone # so that if I ever needed dinner or something she could help. Wow, the house must have looked a little worse then I thought. She said she would probably be moving in the place and I told her we were just moving around the corner. I think I'll give her a Book of Mormon. I'll end with this. Heath came out of the bathroom the other day and had a terrible look on his face. He said "I think I've got what's going around...swine poo!". Gross! I'd like to apologize to my Aunt Janna for putting that in my post and for not giving warning if she read this. No picture today. Sorry, mom.
He's a Grad student. He makes pots. He likes hunting and hanging out with his boys. You can visit his blog at www.checkoutmyblogatmyblog.blogspot.com (or click the picture).
"We artist are indestructible, even in a prison cell or a concentration camp I would be almighty in my own world of art. Even if I had to paint my pictures with my wet tongue on the dusty floor of my cell." - Pablo Picasso
Asher helps me develop faith. He has a nerve injury on his right arm. He also has trouble gaining weight. He sees an occupational therapist 2 times a week. He is sweet and shy but has a funny personality.
this is our story.
i called him. he said yes. he kissed me. i said, "i love you." he said, "i like you twelve." (that equals i love you.) he said "will you?" i said, "yes". we got married. he started school. we had noah. i became a mom. he became an artist. we moved to pa. he became a grad student. then came asher and i became the mom of 2. we moved back to utah. he became a teacher. me? the mom of three. we are happy. we are blessed.
Children are made readers on the laps of their parents. - Emily Buchwald