Missing Jacket

Does anyone recognize this jacket? I hope so because it does not look so attractive on Kevin. Please help us find it's home!

What a week!

Wow, This is how I felt:

After a week of having a dripping nose, a nasty cough, and feeling short of breath, I decided to go to the doctors. After two hours, x-rays, and some testing, he told me that I had bronchitis and asthma. Well that news would have been alright, but the next day I started my finals and I was hoping that I would be feeling better. Bad news was, I wasn't. I felt horrible going to school because one of my friends has lukemia and he has a low immune system. I couldn't concentrate, talk, or stop coughing, and one of my professors kept asking me questions. When I finished my day I came home to this:

S had been playing on the monkey bars at school and had fallen off. They tried to get a hold of me, but unfortunately my phone was dead. Kevin was at work and couldn't come home. My sister was not home to help. Luckily Kevin's mom was at home and she came and got Sariah. Poor Sariah, I felt so bad that I was not there for her. She was a brave little toaster.

When she got to the doctors she was informed that she had fractured her arm. After five days the swelling should go down and she can get a "purple" cast. The only thing she complained about was how she was going to be embarrased to go to school. She did not want people asking her what had happened (In case you do not know my children, they do not like attention on themselves).

Good news is that she has not had much pain, I am almost done with finals, and I have angels that love me and pick up my slack when I am not able to. Thanks Kevin, Ruth, Cami, and Lindsey- I love you guys!

Oh Christmas Tree.

Here is our tree. I was amazed that it had no bare spots. A lot of times trees grow in clumps and one of the sides of the tree is bare. Here this one was, all alone, seeking out our home. We are glad to have you "oh little tree." Our daughters did a great job decorating it.

Some friends introduced to a fun family tradition about five years ago, and we have been doing it ever since. The Saturday after Thanksgiving we go up to the Uintas and cut down a Christmas tree. After that we go sledding and eat hot chocolate and doughnuts.

This year we arrived at the Uintas and the roads were covered with ice. There was an eight car pile-up and an RV tipped on it's side. My mom and sister-in-law got so nervous that they turned around and went home. We kept trudging, but all was well, we were safe. We found the most beautiful Christmas tree ever. Well at least I think so. Freda (my sister-in-law), Cami (my tiwn), and Heidi (my cousin), all found beautiful trees too. We had so much fun. If anyone wants to come next year, just let us know. This is one of our fondest traditions.

Oh, I will post a picture of our tree on its own post.

Police Ride

Yes, I was taken away in my first police car today. The good news is that it was not because of something I had done wrong. Kevin and I were on a date and we went to the grocery store to get some things for the next day's dinner. As we got out of the car a large polynesian man came out of the store with a cart full of beer. He had this weird smile on his face, and I thought he must have just heard a joke or something. Behind him I heard a lady telling him to stop and hold on for a minute. I thought that maybe she was his girlfriend and she forgot to tell him something before he left. She ran up to him to talk to him and he turned around and punched her. She fell to the ground and the shopping cart came with her. He ran off and some other women went to follow him. Kevin felt that they were in danger, and they needed protection, so he followed the women. I was left standing there, alone, in an empty parking lot, with the broken beer. I became frightened and decided that I better follow Kevin, to be a witness of his impending death (I know, a little dramatic, but if you had seen this man it would have brought these thoughts to your mind also). So I followed him through these parking lots and we could not find him. In the mean time the suspect had jumped into a get away car, and another couple that were witnesses followed him to try and catch him. They were able to get the license plate number of the get away car, and the cops detained the group of men from this vehicle. The next task was to identify the suspect. Four of us went separately to identify him and I was amazed at how difficult it was. The men had all changed clothes, pulled their hair back, and changed their demeanor. I told them that I was 70% sure that one of these men was the suspect, but not positive. They kept asking me my opinion and I told them that I couldn't say yes, just maybe. Well they drove me back to the store and they let us go home. They said that the suspects were going to go to jail, most likely serving 6 months for attempting to steal $128.00 worth of beer. Was that really worth it? The police also said that there has been a 40% increase in crime since the economy has had a downturn. WOW, not to be a downer, but it seems as if it is a sign of the times! Out of all of this though, I was grateful that the suspect had disappeared by the time my Kevi had caught up with the other women. He was safe and just as good looking as ever. Way to be the PROTECTOR honey! Although next time I hope that he can just listen to me when I tell him, "let's not get involved." I was so afraid that they had weapons or that they would turn around and pound on him.

Off Track FUNNNN

Just a quick update - We are off track. YEAH, it was time to think of fun things to do to entertain and enjoy. One day we decided to go to the Scarecrow Festival and apparently so did everyone else.

Another day we went to the Union Station and searched for treasures at a craft fair and played on the stationary trains.

Besides the ever present fighting and pouting of my children, we also went to a Corn Maze. It was a blast. We watched as the big boys (DADS) went down the slide and plummeted off of the side of the slide, OOPS. We watched a pig race, where S got a free pumpkin. We also watched Zac Mcbride use his square knot tying skills to tie up a magician (who by the way got loose).

BUSY, BUSY, BUSY

Well I haven't posted for a while because for one I am bogged down with midterms, and two I haven't had anything extremely exciting going on. The good news is Ruth is done with Radiation. She only has hormone blocker injections every three weeks for a year. She is thrilled to be finished with her intensive treatment. More good news is that she is growing back hair, although, she doesn't like the attention she gets from it. She is so humble.

I guess I have had some excitement at my internship (sorry if you get bored with this, it is just a great way for me to journal my experiences and see my growth). I had to hospitalize a client due to mental shutdown, go to a DWS hearing with a client, assume crisis therapy sessions for my vacationing supervisor, instigate a coping skills group, learn a new computer system (after I had just learned the old system), calm a very irrate intake client, run a marriage therapy session while the real therapist left to make copies (or so he said) for thirty minutes, and read ten books just to feel capable of giving some sound advice. I know that this sounds like blah, blah, blah, but I have been extremely nervous in each one of these situations. I have learned that becoming a good therapist requires the ability to B.S. It is not always what you know, but it is the ability to say things in a way that makes you sound like you know. That is where the Spirit comes in, because without it I would be at a loss for words. I do not usually perform well under pressure.