If you take some kids to the beach...

they will probably throw rocks into the water...


But throwing the rocks in the water will make them want to throw rocks in a tide pool.

And throwing rocks in a tide pool will make them want to sit in a tide pool.

But sitting in a tide pool will make their shoes and socks ridiculously sandy.

And when their shoes and socks are ridiculously sandy, you will take their shoes and socks off so as to not spread it all over the car. One child in particular will then stuff his wet, sandy sock down your shirt, because hey, where else is it supposed to go?

An open letter

Dear drivers in my Current State:

I've been driving around you for a few years now, and I can't help but notice a few things. Although many of you are excellent drivers, there are a few of you who cause me to resort to name calling and the occasional yelling of "OH COME ON!!!". I would like it if we could be friends. In order to move this friendship along I have complied a list of several things that will help us to avoid an accident and cut down on my current frustration. Some of the things are specific, others are just clarifications.

1. If the speed limit is 50, it's ok to go 50 (unless of course the weather or road conditions are horrible, then please go as slow as you see fit.) However, on a perfectly fine sunny summer morning, there is no need to go 35 just to be safe. Heck, I'll even be ok if you drove 52 or even 53!

2. The center/left turn lane is there to be used. Hey, it's practically begging you to pull into it when making your turn. and there's no reason to be shy about the turn lane. In fact, you should get nice and cozy with it. go ahead, pull your car all the way into the lane don't leave your bumper out in the left lane where another motorist might clip you and will in fact need to slam on their brakes to avoid doing so. Come on, love your whole car, not just the front end

3. I understand the allure of driving a truck. Trucks are fun. I drove a truck for about 6 months. It was a blast. I understand the need and longing to drive a large vehicle. However, before you hit the road in your new F-350, please be sure that you are aware of how to drive said pick-up, that you are able to park said pick up, and that you are able to keep your pick-up in the lane you are driving in. It is never ok to take up 2 lanes of traffic.

4. Kindly remove yourself from my bumper. I know that my car is cute and all, but if you like my car so much, you can get your own. Just head on down to a Honda dealership and pick one up. It's a really great car, and I don't blame you for wanting a better look. And I know the Canadian and American Flags near the license plate are very patriotic, and maybe you are trying to thank me for being so patriotic, but really, all you have to do is wave as you drive by. I'm a cuddly person, I understand the need for closeness, and in person I have a smaller space bubble than some others I know, but in my car, My space bubble is rather large.

5. If you don't know how to use your turn signals what makes you think you will be able to operate the rest of your vehicle. I have heard people complain that no one will let you merge on the highway, however, I think the lack of a signal on your part might be part of the problem. Let's look at it this way if you are on a date with a cute boy and you want him to hold your hand you don't sit with your arms folded and turn away from him all night and then complain that all you got at the end of the night was a good firm handshake. Use your blinkers, go for the "lean" (if you have any questions ask Jack or Joe Jr.), and who knows, you might be amazed at the politeness abounding on the freeway.

6. I have a really cute horn on my car. If pressed twice in rapid succession, it sounds exactly like the road runner. However when I was learning to drive I was under the impression that horns were meant to warn other motorists of impending danger. Like"Hey! Get out of my way the brakes are out and I might hit you so get out of my way, NOW!" or to make a motorist aware such as "I'm sorry sir, but it seems that the light has turned green. Please proceed, so that we can all be on our way" or occasionally to show anger or displeasure "Look mister I don't care if you are driving a hummer large enough for Hagrid, Madame Maxime, Aragog, Fluffy, and the Giant Squid to all have enough leg room, YOU DIDN'T USE YOUR BLINKER AND YOU ALMOST SQUASHED MY SMALL HONDA TO SMITHEREENS!!" So please while we are driving please don't feel the need to honk at hot girls, hot boys, mothers with young children, scooters, Men in Construction Zones, joggers, dogs, birds, and random dust mites you might see along your way. Because when you do, I tend to freak out a little looking for the thing I did wrong.

I really hope this list will help you and that we can continue to be friends. No hard feelings.

Cordially,

Nantie Meg

My famous sister.

Yeah, She's so awesome they feature her on the Today show.

I am Meg, see me pedal.

Ok, so recently I have noticed the hike in gas prices. As a young single adult, this concerns me. I am living on a tight budget, and don't really make much money. Plus I am trying to save for number of things. I can't really tell you exactly what these things are, but there are options my friend. Lots of options. And as soon as I know which options I want to use my savings for, I'll let you know. All I do know right now is that I can't afford gas if it gets up to $4 a gallon. (It's almost at $3 in my area currently).

So, I, being the ambitious person that I am, have decided to bike to work this summer. I figure if it saves me filling up my car once a month it is totally worth it. I live about 5.5 miles from my office and have decided that this isn't so bad. I mean, On the bikes at the gym I can pedal about 6 miles in half an hour. and with traffic on my way to work it takes me about 15 minutes to drive there, constantly putting on my brakes and accelerating, and breaking for red lights, and accelerating, and braking for pedestrians, and accelerating, and braking for that slow city utility truck, that only does 35 mph in a 50, and accelerating to pass said truck, and breaking for another red light. Well, next to the road I take to work there is a lovely bike trail that I have always admired from afar (ok, from the drivers seat about 100 feet away). So a few weeks ago, I decided to try biking to work this summer. It was warming up nicely and I thought the ride would do me good, and will probably help me shed the extra pounds I've been toting around the last few years.

Anyway, today (Saturday), I decided to take a test run and see how extremely out of shape I really am. I said I'd make the ride one way in 30 mins. Buckley said 45 to an hour. Once I got on the bike this morning I was sure I could do it. Then I got on the road, at .5 miles I was starting to doubt myself. at 2 miles I was ready to turn around and call it quits. but I pushed through. by mile 3 I wanted to stop and walk my bike and take my sweet time getting there. but I pushed through, aided by the blaring ABBA, Bowling for Soup and Christina Aguilera on my mp3 player (this is the best birthday present ever!!! Thanks mom and dad! If you don't like working out, but enjoy music, get one. It'll revolutionize your workout!) OK, preaching over.

Anyway, after mile 3 I started to feel pretty good about it. And I made it to my office in about 50 minutes. This does mean I'll have to leave for work an hour earlier than normal so that I can get a shower in before I actually get to my desk, but I am so pumped. This is going to be an awesome summer. Wahoo!!

Oh, and by the way, I ROCK!!

Spring

My room smells like spring time. Last night I fell asleep with the window open and woke up to the smell and sound of rain. Fantastic.

Also Spring means I get to go to visit the DYM, DYD, Magoo and Laylee. Woohoo!

Dad should be so proud.

One Christmas tradition we had growing up was making homemade root beer. This comes from my dad's side of the family. We always had a fun time making the root beer. Even after we moved to the States and started buying root beer, there was always plenty to be found at our house especially at holiday time.

In college when I was feeling homesick I would drink root beer and eat smoked oysters because it was my comfort food. Today, after all that root beer, I finally know what my gift means. I went to a party for my friend "Tobey". Tobey's birthday was last week on St. Patrick's day, so he had an Irish themed party. We played Riverdance/DDR. And we also played a drinking game. ok, so it was just a root beer chugging contest. And I kicked everyone else's TRASH!!! Yes I won the coveted king sized snickers bar. And I owe it all to my many years of training.

Thanks Dad!

But how?

I recently found out that my 4 year old neice has little hope in my getting married. This is a conversation we had on my recent birthday.
Laylee: Nantie Meg, when you have a baby, that baby will be my cousin!
Me: Well, yeah, but it might be a while before I have a baby because I need to get married before that happens. But when I do get married my husband will be your new uncle.
Laylee: But how are you going to find a husband?
Me: Well, I'm going to talk to boys and go on dates.
Laylee: But what if there aren't any boys who aren't already married to girls?!?!?
Me: There are plenty of boys who aren't already married.
Laylee: But how many?
Me: At least a (I was interrupted at this point)
Laylee: Like 4? or 5? or 7?
Me: I was thinking more like a hundred.
Laylee: Wow! but how are you going to meet one and get married?


Excellent question, Laylee. Excellent question.

YAY YAY YAY!!!

I'm getting a new nephew or niece!!!

Check it out!!!

High Five Uncle Meg.

Apparently I've changed genders and didn't know it.

Thanks Margaret!

Your results:
You are Wonder Woman

Wonder Woman 70% Superman 65% Robin 62% Spider-Man 60% Hulk 55% Green Lantern 45% Supergirl 45% Iron Man 30% The Flash 30% Catwoman 20% Batman 10%

You are a beautiful princess with great strength of character.

Click here to take the "Which Superhero are you?" quiz...

NERTS!!!

OK, so super fun game. Margaret taught me how to play Nerts yesterday. So much fun. We were playing for a slightly sad reason, my friend K, Margaret's roommate decided to move out of state recently. We were having a goodbye party. So overall reasons for getting together sad - playing and eating together, so fun!

Explaining it is a little hard, but next time we are together, we can learn to play.

I'm going on a date of some sort tonight. My brother-in-law talked to me last night and asked me to go on a date with him and my sister tonight. I told him no, that Valentines should be a night just for them. I was going to stay home and read, watch movies, play with the dog, etc. But he and Buckley said they were going out on a date on the 13th. So in the long run we are all going on a "date" tonight. I love that I have sweet family.

Snow flurries or hockey Flurey's

Here in my town we have recently had a record breaking cold snap. It started with our initial snow dumping, then it just got really cold, and stayed that way. I don't mind the cold, yes it is a pain scraping off my car in the morning, but in exchange here are some things I like about the colder weather:

-I like the feeling of piling extra blankets on my bed.

-Wearing my super duper fuzzy socks that my mom and dad gave me for Christmas.

-Feeling like I am actually Canadian, and my body is able to maintain it's normal temperature of 97.8 degrees (yes, my body runs colder than others)

-Wearing warm fuzzy polar-fleece jackets

-Calgary Flames beating the socks off of the Edmonton Oilers 4-0!!!

-Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes.


OK, so mostly what brings up this random post is that my weather tracker says that snow flurries are expected in the area. Flurries got me thinking about my Hockey Team, the above mentioned Calgary Flames, I think when I was younger there was a hockey player by the name of Flurey (I have no clue how to spell that). This always makes me happy. Also, Doug Flutie, and Patrick Roy (It's pronounced WAHHH). I could be completely out to lunch with Flurey and Flutie. But I know about Patrick Roy. I watched him play goalie for the Colorado Avalanche (my other team).

My mom always said that she felt a little schizophrenic during Flames - Flyers games because she always felt like cheering for all good plays. (Mom learned about Hockey with her Dad in Philadelphia, watching Flyers games).

Anyway, just some random hockey thoughts. Love you!

Merry Christmas to All, and to all some fanastic leftovers

I love Christmas, if you hadn't noticed already. Another reason that I love Christmas is the fact that there are always leftovers. On Christmas Eve we traditionally eat ham. On Christmas day we eat turkey. All of which are fantastic foods to make sandwiches later. SO far today, much chocolate, cheesecake, and oysters have been consumed. Mmmmmmmmmm!

On the gift front, I always have more fun planning what to give that actually getting gifts, but the giving it my favorite part. This year, I started work on my presents for the family about 8 months ago. My project was to make a soundtrack of our family's life together. it worked pretty well, the hardest part was taking the soundtrack down to one disc per person. It was really fun.

Merry Christmas to you and yours, from me and mine.

Thanks Margaret! Mine Too!

Your 1996 Theme Song Is: Ironic by Alanis Morisette

It's like rain on your wedding day It's a free ride when you've already paid It's the good advice that you just didn't take Who would've thought ... it figures

What's Your 1996 Theme Song?

Raw Chicken, Dancing, Prizes and Drunk Jeff

Christmas brings a lot of things. One new thing that I have experienced this year is the Corporate Company Christmas Party. I may have already mentioned that I love my company. I love the people I work with and the perks that I get working there. (We are completely decked out for Christmas). One of the big selling points for the party this year was that there would be an open bar. This wasn't really a perk for most of the people who work there because most of us don't drink. The night was fun, other than the hellish driving conditions (the drive that normally takes 45 mins to 1 hour took 2 hours 15 mins.)

It was at the nicest hotel in the state, with the option for fantastic door prizes. By the time we got there dinner was being served, but luckily the girls who sit with me had saved me and Buckley seats at their table. Yes, my sister Buckley went as my "date". By the time we finished driving I was so grateful that she was in the passenger seat, and not some guy I didn't really know that well and would've needed to make small talk with. Dinner was nice, however after about 4 bites of my Chicken Picata, I started to realize that it was still pretty pink, it was difficult to tell because the Ballroom was so dim. So far, food poisoning hasn't set in, but I am on the watch for it.

The door prizes were fun, we won a $25 gift certificate to Best Buy, and danced like crazy. While we were dancing a guy by the name of "Jeff" came over and introduced himself, and started trying to dance with me. To be more specific, "Jeff", who had been taking advantage of the open bar, was trying to "Get up on it". It being me. I dodged it rather adeptly by walking away and clearly giving him the message to "get up off it". My supervisor's wife noticed this little interchange (along with everyother person dancing with us) and mentioned that if it happened again she would grab my hands and drag me to the bathroom immediately. So much fun. I really feel like I've reached a mile stone in my life. I remember about hearing about company Christmas party antics which are induced by that flighty temptress, alcohol, and now I feel like I have been a part of it. Today I am almost ready to admit that I am a grown up, but not quite.

Curses on Finals Week.

Yeah, you heard me. Curses on finals.

Why yes, now that you ask, I did finish with school in August. And yes, now that you ask, I have been working at my job with the very predictable schedule for the last 4 months. Yes, I have been trying to get to bed before 11, so that I can be to work by 9 the following morning. The problem is that no one told my body that I do not need to resort to the finals survival sleeping patterns. You know, as little sleep as possible, and at most only in 4 hour increments. I swear, my sleeping patterns have been on the same calendar for the last 5 years (maybe longer, I don't really remember my sleeping habits from high school). Which means that this week and next week the insomnia is going to be in full swing. Say it with me folks, Hooray!

Thus the middle of the night posting.

Overall, life is good. I feel like I am finally getting to know people in my new ward at church, work is going well (we are off the mandatory overtime, and I got a raise for all the extra work I put in). It's funny, I thought that as soon as I finished school I would have so much time to spend being a nantie and sister, doing crafts, reading for pleasure, and other fun things like that. And while I admit that I do have more time now, I definitely have no idea where it all goes.

oh and one more thing:

MERRY CHRISTMAS!! I love Christmas, it is my favorite time of year. Buckley, Pandrew and I have been decorating the house, and I must say it looks pretty good. There is just something about coming home at night and seeing the lights glowing that makes the whole world seem a little bit warmer. And the thought that we are now celebrating such a monumental time the history of the world is an awesome thing to think about. I am so thankful to know and remember the true meaning of Christmas. Everyday I am reminded of the great sacrafice which was made for us. It seems like this Season I have been thinking alot about Mary. I was at my ward Christmas program tonight (which was fantastic, Thanks Margaret, if you are reading this) And I started thinking about how Mary must have felt, looking down on this perfect, holy child. I was suddenly hit by the gravity of it all. Mary knew that He was the Son of God. Mary knew that He would teach great truths. Mary knew that He would perform miracles, heal the sick and weary, bind up the broken. And Mary knew that He would then be rejected, despised, mocked, beaten and bruised. Mary knew that He would offer Himself as a sacrifice for the sins of the world. Mary knew that He would be the one to break the bonds of death and would rise again.

One of my favorite Christmas carols is Mary's Lullaby. Here are the words:

All mine in your loveliness baby, all mine.
All mine in your holiness baby divine.
Sing on herald angels in chorus sublime;
Sing on and adore, for tonight you are mine.

The wise men are coming to worship their King,
The shepherds are kneeling their homage to bring.
Out yonder the star over Judah will keep.
No harm will befall thee, then sleep baby sleep.

O let me enfold thee, my baby tonight,
While legions are singing in joyous delight.
A new star has risen to hail thee divine,
For you are a king, but tonight you are mine.

Away spectered future of sorrow and plight,
Away to the years that must follow tonight.
The pangs of Gethsemane, let them be dim,
The red drops on Calvary, not Lord, for Him!

O let me enfold thee, my baby tonight,
While legions are singing in joyous delight.
A new star has risen to hail thee divine,
For you are a king, but tonight you are mine.

Sing on herald angels in chorus sublime;
Sing on and adore, for tonight you are mine.


Wow, I didn't really mean for this to be such a serious post, but I guess sometimes you just have things that need to be said.

Until next post, I wish you all a Merry Christmas, and a Happy New Year!

Getting it under control...

First of all- This is my 25th post. Woo Hoo!!

Second, life continues to go well. I moved in with Becky and Andy almost 3 weeks ago, and started my new job about 4 weeks ago. Thus far life is going really well. I am trying to be aware of the things that I can do to serve Becky and Andy, because I really want this living arrangement to work. So far I think it is going well. We've done some fun things, and some not so fun things. But honestly I really think this is going to be a good situation. There have already been some nights where I got great support from both of them.

OK- I just decided what this post is going to be about. My fantastical family. It has been a while since I posted about them.

First- My Parents:

Mom and Dad are gearing up for a big move. Even though I am a career woman now, and most likely will not be joining them in their new house, they still called me to ask which bedroom I wanted. I love that they find it important that I still have a place to call home, even if I've never lived there. This does however complicate the question "Where are you from?". The House in Texas sold less than 12 hours after going on the market. I don't blame them for swooping in and buying it, It's a great house. I love that my parents want me to belong, no matter where they go. In the last few years, I have learned that Home is definitely where the heart is. Mom and Dad taught me how to live a good life. They taught me how to love and serve my family and friends. And that we are required to love our family. But if we choose to like our family, it is an extra bonus for us. My siblings and parents are my best friends. I would take hanging out with them over my college friends any day of the week. My parents taught me how to be friends with my siblings, and the whole family has been stronger because of my two amazing, stable, loving parents.

Heather. My sister Heather had a birthday this month. A big birthday. She's my older sister and I have always looked up to her. When I was little I looked at her and admired how smart and determined she was. Now I look to her as a great mother and friend who has supported me and empathized with me, and trusted me with her honest, true and rawest feelings. I had always seen Heather as this amazing superstar. She made plans and rolled with the punches, stayed faithful in adversity. I remember the day that I realized Heather was a person with fears and hope, but also a wonderful woman of faith. She was getting ready to leave on her mission, and we went to have a talk near the Denver Temple. We had our first real heart to heart there, and I recognized her as one of my best friends. Heather married Cody. He is great, and balances Heather's personality. I love him to pieces. He is so concerned for me and my welfare. He is always there to listen, and has named himself as the president of my fan club. I can't imagine Heather marrying anyone better.

Kathryn. Kate was always to independent, free thinking sister. Kate was going to conquer the world, and do it all in one day. Kate is an amazing mother. I only hope that one day, when I have kids, that I will be able to measure up to who and what she has become. Kate is one who will do anything for you, even if it means she may fall behind in taking care of herself. The day she told me she was getting married I went home and cried. I didn't understand why she would want to stop being my sister and leave our family for this man she had just started dating a few months earlier. However, only a few days into the engagement, I learned that Kate wasn't leaving out family, just making it bigger. She brought Dan in. He is fantastic. Dan is a wonderful man. It was really through Kate and Dan that I learned about how marriage strengthens all three families. And that when you get married, you really do marry the whole family. I have spent multiple holidays with Dan's family. They are fantastic. Dan may not be a man of many words, but the words he does say are filled with love and support. He is always ready with a hug, and an encouraging word. I am really glad Kate picked him. And that he picked Kate.

Adam. Adam has always been my big brother. I know that he was disappointed when I turned out to be a girl instead of a boy. Hey, I don't blame him. I always looked up to Adam as my big brother. On the Playground at school, I always won the my brother could beat up your brother argument. It's not that my brother was always the biggest or strongest (even though he usually was) it was because I knew that my brother loved me and would do anything to protect me. I'm sure there were times when we would not get along, and there is still debate as to what happened on New Years Eve 1990. But my brother has always loved me. He was the first one to ask me to dance at my first Stake Dance when I turned 14. I was the last one to dance with him at his last Stake Dance before he went off to college. He wrote me an amazing letter when he was on his mission. I still cherish it to this day. It's just a great connection when he tells me why he loves me and what he sees in me. It's very rare for a 17 year old girl to get that sort of love and encouragement from an older brother. But He's just that special. Adam married Lisa. I first met Lisa on my 19th birthday. I knew as soon as I met her in the car on the way to the family dinner that there was something special about her. Lisa is one of my best friends. She is so supportive of Adam and of all the things our family is and loves. She has been a wonderful addition and is a great sister. I truly consider Lisa to be one of my sisters. I remember the first day that Lisa and I really sat and talked. I had just had my wisdom teeth out, and Lisa came over to spend the day with me. We sat and talked and I told her that if she wanted to marry my brother, the sisters and I were all ok with that. I think my mom always worried about the girl Adam would marry because it might be hard for her to fit in with the already tight-knit circle of sisters. Lisa has fit right in from day one. She is a blessing and an example.

Becky is my baby sister and best friend. We have definitely had our differences and even had fights before. Once we came out to college we learned to be better friends, and less selfish friends together. Becky and I lived together. There are so many examples of love that she has given me, and there are far to many to name. But one of my favorite bonding moments happened when she was engaged to he husband Andy. About a month before her wedding, I broke up with the man I thought I was going to marry. This was hard on many levels. But I remember the nights that followed, curling up in bed with my sister, knowing that she loved me and wanted me to be happy. I knew that even though she was getting married, she would always love me and support me. He husband Andrew is great. He is a great friend. We can sit and talk for hours. He is genuinely interested in me, and what I'm interested in. Becky and Andy were married young, and I have got to watch them grow, buy their first home, and learn lessons that must be learned during everyone's lives. A few weeks ago, I came home and was having a bad day. Becky and Andy Followed me up to my room, and sat with me. Andy slowly slipped out and ran me a hot bath while Becky went downstairs and made me some tea. They are so loving and caring.

It has been so great to write this post. I think that sometimes it is so easy to get caught up in the day to day, and sometimes I start to take the people I care for the most for granted. So, for all of my family members out there. I'm glad that we're stuck together for the long haul. I love you so much!!!

Vader Of The Opera

One of the girls at work found this today. I like Star Wars and the Phantom of the Opera, but I really don't think the two should mix. ENJOY!

Somedays you just need a bubble bath

That is all.

In the last two weeks, I have started a new job, finished my on campus courses, moved out of my apartment and into my sister and brother-in-law's house, and am now trying to figure out where to go to church. I can either go to a singles ward associated with the college, or to a singles ward full of non-students. I admit, I am a little wary of going to the non-student ward for fear of who might be in the ward. At least with the college ward, I am guaranteed somewhat concerning what age of people will be there. We'll see how it goes.

Life is good. I am finally starting to get things figured out. Sometimes you just need to mull things over in the hot water a bit. (Ten points if you can tell me what book talks about mulling things over in the tub.)


Things at the job are going alright, and I think I'm starting to get the hang of it. Tomorrow I go in for advanced database training, so I will be able to help create the searches and things we use in the company and on Monday I get to go to Human Resources and learn about all the benefits I get for working for the company full time. Finally, blogging might still be few and far between as I will be working a lot of overtime and still haven't unpacked.

Buckley and I did hang a pole in my closet last night, so now all my clothes have a place to live and be happy, other than in a suit case in my corner. That's about all for now. I'm heading back to the bath.

Things sure happen fast

To quote Ferris Beuller:


"Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it."

Well my life, it seems has been flying by. Summer term is nearly over. And today I got some absolutely fantastic, stupendous, serendipitous, Jesus-loves-me-this-I-know, Oh-what-a-beautiful-morning-oh-what-a-beautiful-day-I've-got-a-beautiful-feeling-everything's-going-my-way, news.

I got a job. A full time, career, benefits, vacation pay, 9-5 actual salaried career.

It is with my same genealogy firm I work part time for now. My internship ends tomorrow (Friday) and I start my full time job on Monday morning bright and early. The whole application/interview/offer process took less than 72 hours. My new manager got my name from my current manager, and wants me to start immediately. Life is wonderful, back to normal, and I am ready to start my life as a college graduate.

It's amazing how much I've learned about my life and about what I want to do with it. Firstly, I want to work towards being a fully accredited genealogist. I am hoping that I can be finished with the accreditation process in the next 18 months to 2 years. being accredited is basically like getting your masters in Genealogy, but it is endorsed by a private genealogy group instead of being an actual degree from a university. More than anything accreditation allows me to pass myself off as a true authority in genealogical research.

After my accreditation I think I want to get either my MLS, or an MBA. With the MBA I would be able to better start my own genealogy consulting company. Because let's face it I really don't know much about owning my own business. The beauty of having my own clients is that I would then be able to do a little more work from home. and since I hope to be able to stay at home with my kids, this seems like a pretty good deal if I will need to work while my kids are young. My company offers tuition reimbursement so when I do decide to go for my masters, I'm not going to be footing the whole bill. SWEET!

OK, I know that this wasn't a particularly funny post, but I am so excited about my future plans that I just wanted to share them with you. Maybe tomorrow I'll post about the other things that have been during the few months I was on hiatus.

But if you are still reading this, congrats, now go and bug Grammy and Papa to go and post about their news.

As a final note, check out this old picture of me and Bucky. I think it may be my favorite picture of all time.