Wonder Woman!!!

I just wanted to give a shout out to my lady wonder woman!! Really I am aware that she is half dressed but man I used to love her. She had the coolest lasso of truth and really who wouldn't want a cool headband and wristbands to match. HA!

I was just remembering underoos and how "cool" they were. My family had Star Wars for the boys and of course we had good ol' wonder woman. I loved my underoos. Ha Ha I remember my little brother wearing I believe they were R 2 D 2 underoos on the outside of his clothes so he could see them.

I thought the perfect tribute to a childhood memory would be all of you singing along with me the theme song to Wonder Woman. Click on this link , clear your throat, and let it all out!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ola4YUuxxq8&feature=related

Unconditional Love

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YTUSB6eBoFs

I have seen this video many times and every time I do I cry. It reminds me of a lady on my mission. Her name was Ester and she was in her mid 50's. She lived in a small town named Jutiapa and had a son who was in his 20's. Her son was born with severe cerebral palsy.

The lived at the top of one of the mountains there and she was always in town pushing her son around in his wheel chair. One day when I was talking to her I asked her how she got the wheelchair up the mountain since it was just a very beat up dirt road. She replied that she carried him. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. My Spanish wasn't great at the time but my senior companion let me know that I had understood her.

Everyday she would carry her son down the mountain to a gas station that let her keep the wheelchair there safely. She would then take her son into town because she believed he need that stimulation, he needed people.

I remember talking to her and my eyes filling up with tears because I couldn't imagine the love she felt for her son. At the end of the day she was exhausted because she had pushed him around and he wasn't light. Then she would take him to the gas station, cradle him in her arms and carry him up the mountain to their home. She did say that many times people had helped her carry him but that she loved to be able to do it for him.

I love that I had the opportunity to get to know that lady and love her for who she is----what a wonderful, kind, and loving mother.

Greyhound buses scare me....

Once upon a time I am poor!!! Ha Ha that really should just be my life story I think. Anyhow I needed to get back to Kalispell because I have a few loose ends to tie up before moving to Utah. Well Ladies and gents I took the Greyhound bus. Now many of you may be saying that's really no big deal Westover buck up.

Rewind to the summer of my sophomore year of college. I had a bunch of friends that wanted to meet in Southern California and I was poor. So I took the Greyhound from Oakland to Fresno. Hmmmm my Aunt dropped me off at the depot and her parting words to me were "Don't make eye contact with anyone and keep to yourself." I'm not going to lie that may have scared me quite a bit.

Well I got on the bus all excited to go and play with my friends not aware of the adventure I was about to have. About 30 minutes after my we began the journey a big man of a different ethnic group started to fight with his girlfriend. It started to get really loud and the bus driver told him to calm down and to quit screaming. Next thing we knew he was standing up punching the driver as we were driving on the freeway. Somehow the driver was able to radio for help and pull the bus over. As we all sat there not knowing what was going to happen, the irate man started to scream that he hated all of us f@*!ing white people. In reality that was the bus driver and yes you guessed it...me!!

The police came storming on the bus and arrested the guy and all was well. We again began our trek and I was once again excited to go. About an hour later the lady sitting next to me starts to cackle. I quickly realize that I am smelling urine and beer. She was drunk, had wet herself, and was enjoying her bus ride. I turned to look at her and she smiled at me, that is when I saw she only had 1 tooth. Well the rest of the trip was humorous and I did find it to be entertaining.

Fast forward to last Thursday. I got on the bus and quickly made the assessment that it was all good. I now can speak Spanish and really it was all good. Until we got off of the Greyhound bus and on to the 15 passenger van. We were squished together and it wasn't very comfortable. I started to have flashbacks of the scary trip I had many years ago.

We stopped for a potty break and many people got off to buy food. I had brought snack and so I peeled and orange and just relaxed. This is where my attitude started to change. As people got back on the bus they started to comment on how good my orange smelled. Being that I 2 more in my bag I decided to peel them and to share them with my new friends. It was a great ice breaker. People started to pass candy around and all sorts of food. We even talked the driver into letting us listen to the radio. Most likely I will never see these people again but the time we spent together was actually a lot of fun.

So my lesson that was learned was that as soon as I changed my poopy attitude things didn't change but they felt a lot better. I don't ever want to take this particular bus ride again because it was an 18 hour ride. The good news is I lived and I got to know some great people!!!

Life Changes!!!

On March 29th Jonathan proposed to be and I accepted. He got me a beautiful ring and we are hoping to be married in August. The next day he had his kids "propose" by asking me to be their step mom. That was very sweet. I really love his kids and look forward to being a par of the family.

The next big thing that has to happen is Jonathan has to be cleared to be sealed in the temple again. As soon as that happens we can solidify a date and yay!! We are planning on being married in the Oakland temple and I am so excited and happy about it all.

For those of you who know me, I hate to shop!!! When I say hate I mean I mean I seriously hate it. Well folks a miracle happened....not only did I go shopping, I also got my dress. I know hell has frozen over many times and there really are miracles that happen here on this earth.

Right now life is crazy busy and I am so happy. Many things have to get done and some days I feel like there aren't enough hours to get it all accomplished. However I know it will get done and I am looking forward to what is ahead.