"In all of living have much fun and laughter. Life is to be enjoyed, not just endured!"
~ Gordon B. Hinckley

Friday, December 30, 2011

Life is Bigger than a Pizza Crust

I married a good man. Such a good good man.

Yesterday me and Trevor both had the day off! So we slept in super late (2:30?), went camera window-shopping, ate breakfast/lunch together, were lazy, didn't do dishes or clean up anything, played a couple round of tetris, I spent forever trying to figure out my new hotstick and curling hair straightener, went grocery shopping, ran some errands, and ended up buying all the X-Men movies on blue-ray, Kung-Fu Panda, How to Train your Dragon, Hook, and Star Trek (also blue-ray :) for like only $70 because the Blockbuster by our house is going out of business. I like date days with my Trevor :)

None of that is what this post is actually about though. After all of that, we went home and cooked up a homemade pizza! I randomly decided to make one and got really excited about it, so we went topping shopping to make our awesome pizza! Trevor even got out our pizza stone to use for the first time. I've made that same pizza crust recipe several times before, but this was the first time I tried making it with a kitchen-aid and for some reason it didn't turn out right at all. It was too thick and lumpy and wouldn't roll out, so I tried to add more water...which mostly just made it really slimy. It didn't help that I couldn't roll it out on the pizza pan like I was used to because the pizza stone was supposed to preheat in the oven before we put the pizza on it, and we didn't have any counter space for me to use. It was a mess.

the offending kitchen mess (post battle)

I kept getting more and more frustrated and upset with the whole thing. Trevor washed a cookie sheet for me to roll it out onto and then transfer to the pizza stone, and I got resourceful and used a long cup as a rolling pin since we don't have one and the dough was too stubborn to respond well to just my hands. I tried to make that stupid dough bend to my will and finally succeeded in getting it to flatten out somewhat reasonably. Then we pulled the hot pizza stone out to transfer the crust. A bit of smoke and an icky burnt smell greeted me when I opened the oven. I had put flour on the stone before I knew it needed to preheat, and it was charred dark brown. So I had to try to carefully wipe all the burnt flour off of the 400+ degree pizza stone so the pizza wouldn't taste nasty, and it decided to spill all over and make a nice stinky burnt little mess. I just left it. Then I peeled the shaped dough off the cookie sheet to transfer it to the hot stone...but I forgot that a large square pizza crust wouldn't fit on a smaller round pizza stone.

It might have been because my sleep schedule was off, or because I was hungry and cranky; maybe the impending clutter pressing in from all sides was getting to me, or it was a side-effect of the new medication I just started. Maybe it was my occasional perfectionism flaring up, or worry from the fact that we had just impulse spent so much hard-earned money on entertainment, maybe it was some girly hormones running a little crazy, or maybe it was all of those and more. I don't really know. But by this point I was worked up into such an upset tizzy that I couldn't even handle it. That pizza crust was so unfixable and so determined not to do what I wanted that the world might as well be ending! I just wanted to scream and cry and throw something and pound that stupid pizza crust into obliteration all at once! (...which is really a very non-normal way for me to feel, I might add) I ended up half shouting and half exclaiming hopelessly and exasperatedly "It's all wrong! Trevor! I don't even know what to do!!" And it was true.

He didn't start a yelling match or argument about how this was supposed to be a fun dinner date and I was completely ruining it by being so uncharacteristically rude and upset the whole time despite his help and attempts to lighten the mood, or even get upset at me for yelling and being unpleasant and mad when nothing was even his fault. He just came and put his arms around me, then walked me out of the kitchen and sat me down on the couch and just held me for a minute without saying a word. And then he told me that he loves me. He always knows the right thing to do.

Then he prescribed that I stay on the couch and not worry about the pizza, and watch the next episode of White Collar while he fixed it. He's so wonderful :) I only got part-way through the episode before I was myself again, so I paused it and went back to the pizza kitchen to apologize and say thanks and see what he had done to fix the crust. It was pretty simple and brilliant really. He just rolled up the long edges so it made a nice thick end crust, but the middle was normal. I pressed it around a bit more so it met with my satisfaction, and then we loaded it up with our favorite toppings, and had a wonderfully yummy happy dinner date after all! I'm a lucky girl :)

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Another Stab in the Dark

I had yet another idea about a possible source for this nausea of mine. A soy allergy or intolerance. I'm leaning toward intolerance at the moment. Based on the random collection of websites and articles that I Googled over the past 45 minutes or so, if you're soy intolerant, your intestines don't release the enzymes needed to break down soy or soy by-products, so you have nausea, vomiting, cramping, fullness, etc. even though your system is perfectly healthy, but not the allergy symptoms like rashes, itchy mouth, trouble breathing, and all that good stuff.

Some other interesting facts: in the later months right before the beginning of this whole year+ episode of nausea, I kept getting these red, itchy, almost pink-eyeish symptoms. It wasn't ever really really bad, but there were a good many days my last Winter semester when I only wore one of my contacts and didn't wear makeup because my other eye wasn't doing well. That's a symptom of soy allergy. I also had an eczema flare up in my elbow about the time things started to get bad. That's another symptom.  You'd think they would have continued like the ever-persistent nausea if they were related though. Probably just a coincidence, but I did think it was kind of an interesting one though.

If my symptoms really are the result of a soy intolerance, that would explain why eating food makes me sick all the time! Soy is in EVERYTHING! I really don't know how I could realistically avoid it. I guess it would still be nice to know, if that ends up being part of why I'm sick all the time.

Who knows. I sure am tired of not knowing why I feel awful. And I'm even more tired of actually feeling awful like all the time. I guess I'll have one more thing to bring up in my next doctor's appointment though!

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

A Quick Note

I was just looking at the statistics for which of my posts had the most views since I started my blog, and to my surprise, Noteworthy is only 1 or 2 views away from the top 5! When I came home and randomly decided to post my notes from Stake Conference I had no idea it would get that much attention! I hope all you viewers who read it got at least something from my scattered notes. It was a great Stake Conference :)

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Not Bad for a Monday!

I didn't sleep well last night. I was up late typing up a long thing about what I hate (hated?) about being asked on dates I don't want to go on, and then I was so tired I wasn't very efficient at getting myself to bed. Plus I've had these silly cold symptoms that have lasted for like a month now, and my body just aches all over like a grandma randomly...so I wasn't very excited about getting out of bed in the morning. Especially since it was a Monday, and I had to leave my sleeping Trevor and my cozy warm bed to go to a nice long 8 1/2 hour shift of work.

Thanks to taking extra time convincing myself that I really did need to get out of bed, I didn't take a shower and I didn't have time for a good breakfast, so I ran out the door - toast in hand - ready to scarf it down at the stoplights after scraping the layer of ice off my windows. But there was no ice! Thank goodness! I was a few minutes late is it was! I started the engine of my super old trusty little truck, and attempted to eat my toast at the stoplights as I raced to work. But all the lights were either green, or turned green within moments of me hitting my breaks. That never happens! So I made it to work with a minute to spare, which I spent sitting in my little truck, happily (and hurridly) eating my toast and humming along with the Christmas music.

Work itself actually turned out to not be too bad after all. One of those days with more than enough to do so we don't get bored, but not so much that we're totally stressed out and overwhelmed. We did get called out by the auditor who randomly showed up for something we haven't been good at doing...but hopefully I personally won't end up taking too hard a hit from it. I'm one of the most diligent workers at remembering and actually doing it :)

I called my doctor and left an hour-long window for her to call me back with the results of my two ultrasounds the other day because I wasn't sure when exactly my half-hour lunch break would be.  If she didn't end up getting through I'd have to wait until the next day to get them and talk about setting up an appointment for an endoscopy. Lo and behold, I punched out for lunch, got my phone from my locker, and within about 3 minutes she called! Everything was normal in both ultrasounds, which is both good and bad. Good that they didn't find anything wrong with what they were looking at, and bad because there is still obviously a problem...and now we have to do more tests to try to figure out what it is. Oh well. We talked about the endoscopy for a minute and she said I can probably take Zofran when I go in for it! What a load off my mind! That's my biggest fear. More than the potential pain and sore throat after having a tube with a camera shoved down inside me, is just the fear of gagging and wanting to throw up while they're doing the endoscopy. So now I can lessen that main fear, and try to just worry about them finding answers.

After work I pulled out my phone again on the way home, and I had a voicemail...for a job interview!!! For a receptionist position in the imaging department at the Central Utah Clinic! I'm super excited!! The more I think about it the more excited I get actually! I still don't know many specifics about hours, salary, benefits, if you have to commit to working for a year or more, or any of that because it wasn't included in the description. But I'll sure find all that out tomorrow before I head off to my current job. A lot of maybes, but I'm hopeful :)

Then I got home and found out some more good news! First, a little background. I keep seeing these ballet-inspired wedding pictures and I'm just in love with them! So I decided I want to have a ballet bridalesque photo shoot! I even found a budding photographer who said she'd do a shoot of me for only $40! So I looked around to try and come up with a good location...and I found the perfect one. Sleepy Ridge. It's GORGEOUS! It was my #1 favorite venue for our wedding reception...except it was waaay too expensive. I talked to the schedulers about the possibility of using it for a just photo shoot though, and they said they would only charge me $50!

This was last week, and me and Trevor had a little chat about it. The conclusion was that if I was going to spend the money to have my perfect location, I should have the shoot with a photographer I really really liked. Easy answer. Whitney Lewis. I LOVE her work! I don't know much, if anything, about photography, but I just can't find another photographer who's work I love more. Maybe it's because the colors are so bright, maybe it's because her lighting looks incredible, maybe the people she photographs are just more attractive than most, maybe it's the cool artistic effects, maybe it's something completely different, maybe it's all of those and more...who knows. She shot our engagements and formals for our wedding, and we loved them! The only problem: she's too expensive.

But then, miracle of miracles, Whitney decided to have a creative photo shoot contest! You submit an idea, she chooses her top 10, and people vote on facebook for their favorite! And the person with the most votes gets their shoot for free!! So I submitted my idea...and I made it to the top 10!!!!!!!

Now there is only a day or two of voting left, and I'm in about 5th place. So if you could vote for my idea that would be awesome!! Here is the link:

and you just click to see more comments, click "like" on the comment that says idea #5 by Karin, and go to her page Whitney Lewis Photography, and "like" her page! I would be much obliged :)

So after my jubilation at the realization that there was a chance that I might get my dream photo shoot with my dream photographer at my dream location...for the grand total of only $50 (!!!!! gaahhh knock on wood!!!!), I took a short nap. It was great. And I woke up to the sound of my dear husband's voice as he walked in the door. I love him :) So then we had a dinner-making party in the kitchen! And I made myself a super healthy and delicious sandwich with turkey, spinach, tomato, sprouts, onion, mustard, and pepperjack cheese on multigrain bread. Yum! Except I discovered that I'm allergic to sprouts, which makes me sad. But oh well, I wasn't allergic enough to keep me from loving my sandwich!

And then I ate some chocolate and made plans with a friend to go to the temple later this week! And me and my dear Trevor finally went to bed after a long wonderful day :)

(Ok well actually his was really stressful and he took some finals and worked and studied his brains out for his two hard finals today...but it was a wonderful day for me :)

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Take That

Bodies are wonderful and incredible, and I'm sure glad I have one. I love my body :) But I'm tired of my body always telling me what to do. I woke up this morning with a sore throat and what feels like the start of a sinus infection. Really? I've had 2 colds already this month on top of my stomachness. Today is my day off and it's my ballet day. Usually when you're not feeling well it's your body's way of telling you to slow down and help it do what it needs to in order to get you well again, but today I'm tired of my body always telling me I'm too sick to do what I want to do! So just for today I'm going to silence it with meds and go to ballet and have a good day!

Some Christmastime Hope

Well, I had another doctor's appointment today. My stomach has been having a worse time the past few days, and I needed to have another follow-up monthly visit anyways, plus it was time to start seriously planning for an endoscopy (blah). I was thinking about it yesterday, and I realized that even more than my fear of actually going through the endoscopy, I'm afraid of what we'll find out.

Based on what I've heard from other people, and what I've read online and in forums and whatnot, probably either they won't be able to figure out what's wrong and the whole thing will be a bit of a waste, or they'll find out it's what they thought it was...which is incurable and not effectively treatable. That's harder to swallow than an endoscope. Carrying on one day at a time through the ins and outs of nauseousness with the blind hope of someday getting better is one thing. Having someone sit you down and say, "you're sick, and you will be sick like this for the rest of your life", is completely different. That terrifies me. Even though in my mind I've very nearly accepted that this will be a struggle for the rest of my life, having it officially confirmed is somehow much worse. And since my 'fight or flight' switch is permanently in the 'flight' position, in my mind it seems like running from it and avoiding it will remove my problems. But it won't. So I went to my appointment to schedule an endoscopy today.

It turned out to be a good move actually, and now I'm feeling a bit more hopeful about this whole situation than I was expecting to. First off, I discovered that I actually haven't gained 10 pounds since my wedding like I thought I had! Only 5! Which is about the same as I was before my health and weight plummet a week or so before the wedding, so a good healthy normal Karin weight that I've maintained even after 5 months of married life! Also, they did a blood test and found out that I am not anemic like I was afraid I was. I'm at the lower end of normal, but still normal. Yay! And I have a nice cool painfully deep little bruise from where they stabbed me. My doctor also decided that I should go in for an ultrasound to check out my gallbladder first before the endoscopy. It's less expensive, and less invasive, and there's a chance they'll figure out what's wrong that way and I won't even have to get an endoscopy! That most likely won't be the case, but maybe.

Also, I've been taking peppermint oil occasionally for the nausea and it seems to help sometimes. The doctor said the fact that peppermint effects my symptoms helps narrow things down a bit, and prescribed me some medication that has a similar effect, but stronger.

She also said I should keep a complete food log of everything I eat, and after we get the ultrasound and endoscopy out of the way in the next week or two, if we still haven't found our culprit, she's sending me to an allergist. And we're going to test for like everything and see if it's food that's the problem. I already know I'm allergic to most fruits, vegetables, nuts, and soy, so hopefully I'm not gluten intolerant or something on top of all that, or I really won't be able to eat like any food.

So basically, steps are in place to make progress towards something. Who knows if we'll actually find anything...and even if we do, we probably won't like what we find...but I'm still feeling hopeful. It's all going to be kind of rushed because I want to get it taken care of before I leave my health benefits at Costco, so my Christmas present to myself is to get the ultrasound, endoscopy, and allergist appointment all done and out of the way before the Holidays! And it's quite the pricey gift too! A couple hundred for the ultrasound plus a couple thousand for the endoscopy (Aetna please help us out here!). But I guess if it makes me well again it will be more than worth it!

Oh, and after my appointment I got a check in the mail for $200! True story. Pay your tithing my friends; God gives better gifts than Santa :)

Sunday, December 4, 2011


Last night and this morning we had Stake Conference. Instead of assigning speakers like usual, the stake presidency asked each member to come prepared with a talk, and they called on speakers from the congregation in both sessions to speak on the spot. Honestly, if I hadn't known, I never would have guessed that the speakers didn't know they were going to be speaking, they were so well-prepared! It sounds kind of mean to put so many hundred people through that anxiety, but the idea was that all the members would come up with something meaningful, spend time studying it out and growing personally, and come to the meeting prepared to teach and learn.

Usually I just keep my notes to myself and don't really read them again, but this time I keep feeling like I should post my notes from stake conference instead of keeping them hidden away in my little blue notebook. So here they are! I don't know who most of the speakers were...so they're nameless :)

  • do justly, walk humbly, judge righteously, that you may always have His Spirit to be with you
  • it is important to God that we be recorded, remembered, nourished
  • as oft as they sought forgiveness with real intent, they were forgiven

This next one was easily my favorite talk
  • Mark 4 gives several parables
  • our lives are stories we live. we find the meaning and make our parable. No matter the parable, the outcome is the same. Something is threatened and needs to be saved, fixed, or found. We are that something. And there is always someone who saves it or is looking or fixing. 
  • Peace be still. and there was a great calm
  • think of the story of Christ calming the storm. When the storms come in our lives and toss our little ship, He is there. No matter what the storm, make your life a parable and tell how you called on the name of Christ and were saved. "Master, carest Thou not that we perish?" He is in our ship, and even when it looks like He is sleeping and unaware, He is still there, waiting to be asked, and He will calm the storm and save us

  • Satan's tools are distraction, diversion, and procrastination

Richard Edgely of the Presiding Bishopric asked the congregation to tell personal lessons they have learned from adversity:
  • God knows us and wants us to learn and will bless us as much as possible without taking the trial away
  • sometimes it's going to be tough, and you just need to learn to make the best of the situation
  • there is always a silver lining. there are miracles in your life
  • sympathy and compassion are learned from trials and help us understand and serve others better
  • adversity teaches you how to deal with adversity
  • there are lessons to be learned from our adversity, but perhaps the most important is that God is with us

His response to the question from the congregation, "how do you handle situations with homosexuality in immediate family members?"
  • you love them. always. and teach them how to live appropriately
  • there are many heterosexual people who have strong sex drives and are single and they have to learn to control it too.
  • homosexuality is a struggle. love those who struggle with it, do not treat them as any less because they struggle, and do not talk badly about them to children or other family members, but do not tolerate the sin

His response to a request for advice for parents on how to deal with sons who do not want to receive the priesthood
  • I don't know, let me know when you find out because I'm trying to figure that one out too
  • have patience. 
  • don't blame yourself; this is just the way some of these kids come.
  • don't force them or you will start a rebellion. 
  • live your covenants. be an example for them. love them.

Sunday Session conglomeration of notes:
  • he likes turtles. they don't go very fast, but they only look forward and always move forward. This is what valiance is
  • consider the blessed and happy state of those who keep the commandments of God
  • God wants us to succeed
  •  try to share your testimony every Christmas season
  • it really doesn't take any more time to be a missionary than to not be a missionary
  • be more "rescue-minded"

Richard Edgely again
  • we are called to serve; our entire life is that calling
  • we are driven by our testimonies, we sustain our leaders, that is what moves this church forward
  • how are we nurturing our testimony? What condition is it in?
  • now is our moment to shine and reach out, speak out
  • those who really know us respect us and defend us
  • there may be parts of the ride or parts of the package cruise deal that you don't like (a meal, performance, etc), but stay on the good ship. Don't jump out in the water when you know you want to go see other attractions, eat more meals, sleep, etc. that are a part of the cruise, just because of the one thing you didn't like. Don't leave the church because of one petty offense, or because of a sin, or something else. Stay on the good ship.

Friday, December 2, 2011

A Little Bit of Calmer

I'm on a posting roll today! I came home a little early from work today because I wasn't feeling well, so I've got stomach on the mind I guess. Along with having an endoscopy and possibly/probably? not finding anything useful or conclusive, I think it's time to acknowledge the definite possibility that these problems may be psychosomatic anxiety. I know stress exacerbates my symptoms very notably, but I don't think it's the root cause. I'm guessing that's something medical or physical. But assuming there is a way to treat the anxiety aspect, maybe it would be more possible to live without symptoms?  Or at least make them more manageable?

Who knows. We're still in the learning and discovery phase here. And the enduring phase. But I guess that one doesn't really count, since it lasts the whole duration of...well everything.

Anyways, I'm not wanting to jump on any new prescriptions or be reliant on medication for the rest of my life. Good heavens, I'm young and strong! My body should be about in its prime! And I want to keep it that way, and do it naturally if at all possible. So here are some ideas I've found online from various sources (most of them from here and here) of things to do to relieve stress and cope with anxiety.

- yoga!
- turn on some good music while you  clean your house
- watch fish in an aquarium
- go on a walk (or bring along a buddy for a walk-and-talk)
- plan to be 10 or 15 minutes early to everything to avoid late-ness stress
- don't say yes to as many things
- turn on some music and sing along
- set up a home spa (not sure what this entails, but I do love our heated foot massager, a long hot shower, and a good back and neck massage from my husband)
-  breath deeply and slowly
- draw a picture
- dance to your favorite music
- sit down to eat instead of eating on the go
- do a puzzle, crossword, or brain-teaser
- look at the situation optimistically
- take a break and step away for a minute
- pray
- keep a gratitude journal
- play music and cook something wonderful
- take a nap
- listen to relaxation music and meditate
- tell a good joke or find humor in the situation
- have good friends. a network of social support helps get through things
- drink something warm and soothing
- close your eyes and breathe in slowly through your nose (5 seconds), and out your mouth (5 seconds) several times
- eliminate clutter
- exercise
- stretch out and reduce tension
- read or watch a movie to escape from your stressful reality for a little
- aromatherapy. find your favorite scent and get a candle or airfreshener of it for home or your safe place. then use that scent to help you mentally get back to your safe place when you're anxious
- write about it, and then leave it all behind
- eat chocolate! yes, I did find some places that said it really works!
- smile, even if it isn't natural quite yet.
- listen to water

So there you have it. A nice long list of stress-reducing things. Some of them are ones I'm really good at (eat chocolate, dance, play music and cook, pray...), and some of them I should definitely start doing (get rid of clutter, be early, meditate, go on walks)! Hopefully my body will sort itself out somehow, and in the meantime I have a nice long list of things to do, and even if they don't help, they still sound fun to try :)

A Happier Stomach

Well, one nice thing about all this daily on-off nausea nonsense, is that it makes days where I actually feel good seem like holidays! That being said, most days are not holidays. Which isn't fun.

My symptoms have been getting milder in general post-marriage, but they're still a pretty frequent thing. And it's frustrating never knowing if 10 minutes from any given moment I'll feel awesome, or be trying not to puke. So...it's time for an endoscopy. I'm absolutely terrified. I HATE stuff like that. Medical procedures, an IV, laying on a table, having to swallow nasty-tasting spray, having them shove something down your throat and blow air into your stomach, gagging, choking, ugh. It sounds just awful!! I've been reading about it online and about personal experiences with it and a lot of people said it's cake and it's over in 5-15 minutes. Which is great once it's over...but that still means I have to go through 5-15 minutes of misery and being terrified and nauseous, and that's a long time to feel like that! I'm sure I'll be glad I did it once it's over, but it's the actual going through it part that I'm so scared about. 

This has been something I've put off for a couple months now. Mostly because it sounds so awful, and party because I've heard from a bunch of people that they didn't even find anything. What a waste of money and nerves! It's time to stop avoiding something that could potentially help me, especially since I'm leaving my job with cush benefits soon. So for my Christmas present to myself, I'm going to schedule an appointment and get it over with. Then no matter how much a fret and worry, and how awful it is, it will be done. And I will be free to enjoy the Holiday without it hanging over my head!

Happy Joy

The past couple of days I've just been really happy and I'm not quite sure why! I just have this feeling like I'm being buoyed up from the inside, and I really just can't help but be happy! 

Maybe it's because I've been better about reading my scriptures lately, or because I got a new calling I'm excited about, or because it's almost Christmas, or because I'm scheduled 10-3 for the next 2 weeks (best schedule ever! sleep in, and still have my nights free!), or because I've been eating a lot of chocolate lately, or because I've been playing the piano more, or because I bought a couple cute clothes yesterday, or because I finally get to go to ballet again today for the first time in like a month, or because I realized yesterday that it's been 2 1/2 weeks since the last time I took a Zofran (I've still been sick, but I've taken several TUMS every day and peppermint oil.  Zofran is the expensive last resort one for when I really can't handle it), or because I'm excited about my next batch of cupcakes I'm planning, or because I've been eating a lot of bananas and getting potassium...I don't even know. I'm just a happy girl, and I really hope it stays that way for a while. I like it :)

Anyways, yesterday ( I wrote this on Wednesday, and just didn't get around to posting it :) I was just so happy I figure I better write about it! Trevor worked late Monday night/Tuesday morning, so I left him sleeping when I went to work in the morning. I missed him though, so I wore his hoodie :) Work wasn't too crazy, but there was still plenty to do to keep us busy. I like it when it's like that. Not stressful, but not boring. Time passes quickly when it's like that. And they had samples of Ferrero Rocher chocolates! Yum! After my short little 5-hour shift I went home for some snacks, got my work schedule for next week (same as this one! yay!), and did a little shopping. Some warmer clothes, and some groceries.

Then I made some chicken soup for my poor little sick puppy Trevor. He's fighting a mean cold while working a ton, going to class, and trying to keep his head above water with his deathly pre-finals homework/project/exam load. Poor guy. I just want to tell him to take a day off and stay home and have a movie marathon with him and cuddle under warm blankets and feed him soup. But no. All I can do is make him soup to scarf down during his few minutes home between things, and hope his homework doesn't keep him up to long. I'm sure having to bike in the cold a couple times every day doesn't help anything either :(

After our quick Progresso chicken pot pie soup dinner (he wanted bread dipped in it instead of toast or crackers because of his sore throat, and it was surprisingly good!), Trevor got all suited up to play in the University Orchestra performance later that night. He looked so good! He came and sat next to me on the couch while he put on his shoes and socks and I just couldn't keep myself from staring at him and smiling ridiculously. Good heavens, you'd think I was a little high school freshman and the crush of my life just sat next to me in lunch or something! I love him :)

I had to run off to a quick visiting teaching appointment before going to see his performance, and it was really good! My companion is super cute and fun and the girl we visited is someone I've never met before and she's super cool and smart and pretty. All three of us are blonde newlyweds, which I think is cool :) We got to know her a bit and had a fun little visit. It turns out she even knows a couple of the same people as me and Trevor from ballroom! Small world!

I was late to Trevor's performance, but I still got a good seat and he wasn't playing until the second hour anyway. Another girl got there at the same time as me, so we waited outside the doors together until the song they were playing was over. It turns out she was in Trevor's ward before we got married and was even in a dinner group with him! More small world fun :) Then I went in and found my seat, and lo and behold, there was my aunt in the row in front of me! No one was sitting next to her so I moved on up and neither of us had to watch alone! I had forgotten that my cousin Jenny was also playing in the orchestra. And a ballroom friend Owen was too it turns out. The performance was not exactly mind-blowing, but it was still really good and I loved the songs they played! Especially the Blue Danube Waltz. I LOVE that song!! So much personality, plus it's just a really fun rich waltz! I really really want to choreograph something to it some day.

Trevor was so much fun to watch playing the cello! He got so into it and would bob his head around and everything, he was just so lost and completely absorbed in the music he was playing and it was so cute and awesome! I usually end up picking out a favorite or two whenever I watch any sort of performance. Trevor was my favorite this time, and he's even mine to keep! I just kept on smiling the whole time!

Afterwards we met up with Trevor and Jenny and took pictures, and then me and Trevor drove home so he could do even more homework. Poor guy. But I made him more soup, and rubbed his back, and sat next to him for awhile since that's really about all I could do to help. He works so hard. I'm so proud of him :) Then our day ended with our scripture study of the Doctrine and Covenants together before bed, like always.

So I guess that's it. Not any sort of ridiculously wonderful day in itself, but still a very very good happy day! The only main thing that could have made my day better, is if Trevor wasn't sick or swamped. But that will change eventually. My life is wonderful and I am one lucky girl to be living it!