Do we have what it takes?

So last night me and my girls went out to watch "The Proposal" which by the way was a GREAT movie! Anyway when we got there I was sitting on the end next to a cute old couple, really old like 80ish. We are talking the gray hair, wrinkles and everything. They were holding hands and squeezed really close to one another. Just like there was no possible way they could get any closer. Well I thought to myself "how cute, these 2 have something really special, I wonder if Terry and I have what it takes to still feel like that toward each other after so many years." The movie went on and on and the holding hands didn't stop infact they only showed more and more affection toward each other through-out the WHOLE movie. Yes, I should have moved when the kissing started, because obviously they wanted a little privacy back there on the back row. But I had no clue how to do that without embarrasing them or offending them. Yes I am a wimp! Oh my goodness after 2 hours of the most lovie dovie scene I have ever witnessed I had had enough! I couldn't get out of that theater fast enough! I ran outside the closest exit to get some fresh air, filled with disbelief. Soon after we were outside they followed and they spent another hour hugging and kissing there on the balcony of the exit. By the end of the night I decided they had something strange going on and the answer to my question at the first of the night was... No Terry and I do not have what it takes to be that in love with one another after that many years. Don't get me wrong I do love Terry ALOT but that was just weird, wrong, crazy, maybe a little freaky. The must have had some crazy situation going on. But I would like to think Terry and I will grow old together and that after each year our love will just grow stronger and stronger. I believe it will only if we can over look and learn to love each others little quirks. Sorry I have been so moody lately honey, I hope you will keep putting up with me it will get better.

Horses & Me, what is it?

This weekend my dad took some time to saddle his horses and invite his grandkids to come and have a horse moment at the equestrian park. So of course we went over there and had a great time riding the horses around. Getting to know them and getting comfortable on them. They did wonderful as long as they were together. I was on cloud nine just loving everything the dust, smell, sights, my family, sun, everything. We had such a great time that dad invited us back the next day for a 7:00 am session. So the kids set their alarm clocks and off we went. This day didn't go so well. Dad was trying to teach the horses they didn't need each other all the time and they didn't like that at all. Tia got stepped on by Robbie, and Bowdee got bucked off Trigger. Neither of the kids got majorly hurt, but it shook us all up a little, to have the power a horse thrown in our face. So I ask myself what is it that I just love so much about those horses that I would be willing to risk danger to enjoy being around them? I am not sure what it is but I am just so drawn to them I some how feel complete and satisfied when I am around them. It does scare me to have my kids around them when it can be such a risk but isn't everything a risk? I guess we just have to be more carful around them and work those horses more. Thanks Dad for giving my kids that experience, and thanks Terry for supporting us. It teaches them and us alot in life.

Picnic with the Callaways

So it was about 6 years ago that we moved to our house and I got my first calling in the ward. It was to be a visiting teacher. I remembered that when my grandma passed away they mentioned that she didn't miss a month of visit teaching in over 30 years. So learning she had such a strong belief in it I thought to myself... "Self you are going to give this your all, you are going to be the best visit teacher you can." Even though before this I never really understood the whole purpose behind it... Anyway to make a long story shorter, I met with my companion and we really hit it off. Although we were both pregnant and miserable and didn't do the best I should have... I created a friend who I believe will be one to the end. Unbelievably we are an awful lot alike and our kids love each other so that always makes get togethers just a little bit better. We don't do it as much as we should but we have so much fun when we do.

So we went to the old "Adventurland Park" and fished, roasted hot dogs, and played on the park. Daisy and Matia together caught the only live fish.
Bowdee and Annie caught a dead cat fish off the bottom of the pond, or should I say snagged a dead fish.

Bode and Treg casted and casted and came up with nothing. But they sure had a wonderful time trying! It was wonderful until the mosquitoes came out and forced us to go home. Thanks Callaways it was so great to hang with you guys we should do it more often!