The good and the bad times-we've been through them all

I miss them! I just can't flock by myself!

I have beautiful dreams I can spin you

Last night I had a dream that I saw one of my best friends for the first time in a couple of years. We ran into each other in the store, and he was not happy to see me. He gave me a hug anyway. It was the most awkward hug ever because he had grown so tall that I had to stand on my toes and he had to pick me up a little bit. He was waaaaay tall.

I think I'm worried that he's grown and changed so much that he won't want to see me or be friends anymore. *sigh*

I guess I'll just have to wait and see. Maybe my dream was incorrect-with any luck, I will have grown almost as tall as him over these years. Hopefully.

Best weekend ever!

This past weekend was amazing. It just was.

It started with a wonderful drive down the beautiful canyon. Then I picked up my darling sister and we had lunch together. *Sidenote: I had a Bajio "Ensalada" salad (which is actually the Flauta salad under the guise of a new name).

Next, I went up to temple square to see the Joseph Smith movie, courtesy of my Best Friend Josh. I love that movie. Last time I saw it I was in Nauvoo, which is hard to top-but Josh pulled through and I loved the evening! I love having a best friend.

Then this morning the family all went over to Grandpa Murray's house to help him clean up the yard a bit and plant some flowers. We had lunch together and it was great being with the family. Nate and Nicole were there (along with Indiana, of course) and it was nice talking with Grandpa. I'm glad to see him in increasingly better spirits.

Now I'm back at work and off to the opening show. The weekend has ended as fast as it begun, but it was a really good weekend.

Like the 50s

Don't we all look so perfectly cheesy? This is a great picture. Except I think I look afraid of the boys. Oh well. We really are all friends, I promise.

Aspen Grove staff pictures

So, I know this guy

And his timing really is impeccable. It seems like every time I make a certain decision, he pops right back into my life! He must have some strange sixth sense that tells him when my resolve is strengthening. Hmmm.

PS: This is post 333. Yehaw.

I miss the MTC!

It was so easy to be happy there. I didn't even have to try.

Oh.

It's 2008 already. It's just now beginning to sink in.

A couple of things

If you want to experience a really odd feeling, try clogging in a moving elevator. Weird.

I feel like I'm turning into Grandpa Elison. I have so many "very best friends". I just love everyone!