Where'd Spring Go?... Oh, There It Is

So we've had some very bizarre weather. Utah is that way, but this was exceptional. We have had snow all the way through May... and just as we're getting out of the 60 degrees, the next day... BOOM middle 90's! What the?!! It was hot hot. Then today?!! It rains and the it becomes Spring all the sudden. Well, Why can't we change the routine a bit.... Winter, Summer, Spring, Summer, Fall, Spring, Winter... 7 seasons. Hey, lets double it... 8 seasons with our favorite season... The Holiday Season!
So Chris and I had a pretty awesome weekend. Lots of fun stuff to do. First of all, the coolest Fiesta I've ever been to. It was free first of all. And they had wonderful food... super spicy and good, and then some authenitic dancers and a mariachi band. They picked people out of the croud to come and sing for them... and one "Gringa" came up and she made up her own words to "Cantan Los Flores". After that, they had a fun pinata where the kids couldn't control themselves. Very funny. And then the coolest part! A authentic Aztec fire dance. It was very intense... the whole night I had been feeling like I wasn't in Salt Lake but maybe Mexico. It was the same feeling Chris and I had in Hawaii at the Polynesian Cultural Center. VEry exciting and everywhere you go there are fun things to do. Well, this show was awesome and reminded me of the fire and dancing show we saw at the PCC in Hawaii. We loved it! And then as the dancers got all riled up and called dwon fire... BOOM!! And huge fire explosion goes off and then fireworks. It was very cool all together. Chris and I loved it. We're still kinda giddy thinking about how fun it was.
And to make the weekend better. My family had a big ShishKabobs get together and my brother Brad's house. And we went to the zoo too. Which has the most incredible bird show. Seriously, I've never been so impressed. The first half of the show, the trainers leave the stage and let the birds do thier magic. Bird's flying all over you, completley free. It was soooo cool! You all have to see it.

God Knew Men Needed Wives

So I get to work today, and lo and behold I have "slave labor" to do.... Sorry, I'm getting a little ahead of myself. My library has been recarpeting the children's section for about a week now and we've just been waiting for the guys to put in a new shelves so that we can put all the books back there and end the terrified cries of the little voices pleading, "MOM!!! WHERE ARE ALL THE BOOKS!!!!?" Well, you may have now guessed, but yes, it was then my turn to put all the 50,000ish books back on the shelves. Why? Because I think once every shelver here heard that it was time to put them back, they all suddenly had to go home sick. (To thier credit, they were the ones who had to take them all off... not fun. Trust me, I know). Well, to say the least, my back feels like it's poking out about a foot and no, it's not pleasant. Wait, no, a better description: Imagine you've just finished lifting weights for two hours, then a guy comes in with your "x" and you wanna impress her so you keep lifting for another hour, doubling the weight... well, you're sweating like it's the Sahara and your bones, yes bones, not just muscles, are so achy and tighting up that you actually feel like you've been mummified and then someone hit the tighten button which squezes your whole inards out... and yea, that hurts, but imagine it just gets tighter and tighter... (umm, yes, I took 4 Ibuprophen and it's still getting worse.)Well, I hurt.. okay, I'll stop moaning.
Well, so I had a wonderful pancake breakfast today, kudos to my lovley Wife who is nice to me even if I make mistakes every once in awhile. Thanks hun... But the reason God really gave me Wives is so that men can have nice things and not live in trashy dorms forever. For example: I now have a bathroom with beautiful tile on it... Amazing, and all because Chris iniciated it. I get home from work and my feet don't hurt like they used to always do. Why? Because Chris bought me new Crocs, to replace the old shoes I had that had two openings on them. One on top, a bigger one on the bottom.. (and It was wintertime and I still didn't go buy new ones). My wardrobe is nicer... people actually comment positively on some of my clothes. The ones she picked, not mine... like yesterday I wore this nice blue button up shirt and at least 4 people said "You look really nice in that shirt." And My house looks awesome, again because Chris takes the intiative... I have such a hard time getting out of my, Caveman "I can live in a cave honey, don't worry about it" mode, that I need her to help me live descently. And I really appreciate it. Even though my caveman inside fights it at first... "But wait, I love the rock I've been sleeping on for centuries... I've made an indentation in it that fits me perfectly. Nevermind my whinning everymorning about my bad back. It'll heal." But I love that memory foam bed... thanks to Chris and her parents... See, a guy needs a wife. God wasn't kidding when he said that "it is not good that man be alone." He'll just live in a cave and eat Mammoths all day. Well, chase them around all day until the wife gives him his spear that he forgot to take with him. And another reason wives are so awesome, they can give you massages when you're feeling like the stone age came back and slammed you with all it's prehistoric carnal strength and it's too late to go into a clinic. Yea, I love my wife.

Happy Endings (In Sight) and Miraculous Things

So Happy Mother's Day everybody.. that's a mother or soon-to-be or even future mother-to-be. WE had a lot of fun on Mother's Day... three big meat meals in a row!!! I could do Mother's Day every weekend! And Nancy.. thanks for coming up for Mother's Day and then crawling around on our bathroom floor, scrubbing it to shine... it looks great! You didn't have to do that for Mother's Day and I hope that you don't think that's the gift we gave you for you Day....
So some miraculous things have happened... well, one in particular. In less than a week, two patrons have come in (and instead of yelling at us, or wandering around complaining about the Mormon infestation here in the library..) and they gave us cookies! Woohoo! I think they were bribing me out of fines but it worked. I loved getting cookies instead of acidy threats.
So the Happy Ending is coming! OUr bathroom looks amazing! Chris and Nancy, you guys have wonderful taste. I can't wait to see it all finished and take a nice hot bath in there. It's soooo exciting! Thanks so much for all that you've done you guys to help us out. You're amazing! Can't wait for Moab!

Broken Bolts and Broken Mirrors...

This post brought to you by the panaderia that we went to for Cinco de Mayo and we got awesome crunchy sugar bread.
This post is awesome, wherein Davie fights the "man" (who is really a woman) and ponders how to get Chris' flexible library job back, and Chris teaches Davie a few things about remodeling and well, really fun things to do with a hammer... also included is a story about a car that could drive miles without needing the battery to be connected... amazing! Please stay tuned in!

Starting with the super car. So I went to pick up Chris' parents from the airport (they had a nice trip in Cleveland... they had to go because they were jealous of us). Well, I was waiting in the pick and wait lot... when Nancy calls. So I get ready to go pick them up and... crik crik crik... the engine won't turn over. The battery is dead! I'm gonna have to take Chris' parents home in a tow truck?! was one thing that ran through my head. Well, Nancy started walking over and found a guy to come and jump start the car. Meanwhile, I was knocking on doors of trucks that looked liked contractor guys and found one that had a bolt (which was needed to connect the cables to the battery. the old ones had broken off. How Nancy was able to get that car all the way from Delta... we'll never know) and I found a nother uy with some pliers (needed to crank that bolt down!). So we finally got it charged and jumpstarted it... so thank goodness for good people. I'd still be in the lot without them. And Chris' parents, so generous, took us to Cafe Rio to celebrate the resurrection of thier new car.

So yesterday was Cinco de Mayo. Vive Mexico!!! It's interesting to note that there is such a large amount of hispanic culture in our Nation that Mexico's Independance Day is actually observed here in America. We don't see many people celebrating Guatemalas Independance Day though which Incidentaly is September 18... anyways... To celebrate we went to a panaderia on the way to my parents house, and got some authentic pan dulce made by real Mexicans!!! Cool! And then we had tons of beans and burritos and tamales and my parents house while we listened to Ranchera and sang in Spanish. It was divertido. Then to celebrate more we went to Lowe's to look at tile for our bathroom... (Hey, did you see how awesomely I took you right into the next story?)
So last week I got a 'surprise' when Chris' sent me a picture of my bathroom without a toilet or any tile... I knew we had been talking about remodeling... but I guess I wasn't quite ready yet... well, to say the least, we are in total remodel mode. We went and have already picked out a vanity, the lighting, and we have worked on what tile we want for about 2 hours already... we haven't quite found the one we both like yet... well, honestly, I need to just start getting out of my whole beige is simple and easy mode and realize that Chris has decorated the rest of the house perfectly... she's gotta be right about the tile.... Well, on Sunday Chris' helped me find the fun in remodeling by handing me a hammer and pointed to the wall... yep, hitting stuff is fun... but totally and remorsely destroying stuff is totally awesome. I loved tearing the vanity apart, and breaking that huge mirror into tiny pieces. It was really fun! Well, now it'll be interesting to see who things end up in the bathroom.. first of all we need to replace the broken shutoof valve... cause showering in the club house is getting old... especially since it's only ice water there....

Adam Sandler once said "Back to school, back to school, so show my daddy i am not a fool....."

BACK TO SCHOOL WE GO!we muct have gotten confused because we signed up for school in the Summer. What were we thinking. Oh well. Davie and I are going back to shool and taking a math class together Tues and thurs nights at 5:30. I am taking a Humanities class Tues and Thurs in the morning at 11:30. Its not much but we both wanted to make sure we dont got too crazy with this Math class. We both are those kind of people who have to work extra hard at math to get a good grade. I think it will kinda be hard too cuz we are both working full time jobs and little part time jobs and have callings. I too am just picking up playing the piano so i can be as cool as Davie.

Oh and here is a new thing Davie has noticed about me and movies. 1) If there is ever a movie even a little bit scary davie knows I DON'T want to see it. 2) If the women in the movie wear "really fancy dresses" i DO want to see it! 3) If a 8-12 year old will love it , I DO want to see it. 4) If there is magic in the movie, I DO want to see it. 5) if there is violence in the movie, I DON't want to see it.
So yeah. Now you know what kind of movie to get when you invite me to your house to watch your big squair box of magic and colors, you know what movie to get. good luck.

Last thing! Because tonight is THURSDAY night, here is an office quote for all you office loves out there!!!

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Guess what? I have flaws. What are they? Oh I donno, I sing in the shower? Sometimes I spend too much time volunteering. Occasionally I'll hit somebody with my car. So sue me-- no, don't sue me. That is opposite the point I'm trying to make.
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ok I couldn't help myself. One more!


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Ryan: What I really want, honestly, Michael is for you to know it so that you can communicate it to the people here, to your clients, whomever.
Michael Scott: Oh okay.
Ryan: What?
Michael Scott: It's whoever, not whomever.
Ryan: It's whomever.
Michael Scott: No, whomever is never acutally right.
Jim Halpert: Nope, sometimes it's right.
Creed: Michael is right. It's a made up word used to trick students-
Andy: No. Actually, whomever is the formal version of the word--
Oscar: Obviously it's a real word- but I don't know how to use it correctly.
Michael Scott: [to camera] Not a native speaker.
Kevin: I know what's right. But I'm not gonna say. Because you're all jerks who didn't come see my band last night.
Ryan: Do you really know which one is correct?
Kevin: I don't know.
Pam Beesly: It's whom when it's the object of the sentence and who when as the subject.
Phyllis: That sounds right.
Michael Scott: Well it sounds right but is it?
Stanley: How did Ryan use it, as an object?
Ryan: As an object.
Kelly: Ryan used me as an object.
Oscar: Is he right about that--
Pam Beesly: How did he use it again?
Toby: It was, Ryan wanted Michael, the subject, to explain the computer system, the object--
Michael Scott: Thank you!
Toby: ...to whomever, meaning us, the indirect object. Which is the, the correct usage of the word.
Michael Scott: No one, uh asked you anything ever so whomever's name is Toby, why don't you take a letter opener and stick it in your skull?
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