I am in love...

I am in love with my new shoes!!!

It honestly kills me to spend so much money on shoes. I currently own, including this pair, three pairs of shoes. How pathetic is that for a girl? The other two pairs were bought about 3 1/2 to 4 years ago. I have to have special inserts in my shoes so I have to search long and hard for a good pair that will accommodate my freakishness. I highly recommend this shoe to one and all.

I hope to have a long, lasting relationship with the new shoe-love-of-my-life.

LOVE My Name

Yesterday I was at work completing my WIC orientation. I was in the back filling out papers when the girl at the front desk came and told me there was a man in the lobby asking after me. Then in hushed tones, she added, "He is out there SINGING for you."

I have to tell you, it is not the first time I have been sung to about my name, but the first time in front of a lobby full of people. You never keep a man waiting who is singing for you...even if he is only bringing you your new ID badge :)

Thanx, Mom and Dad for my AWESOME name!!

Law School Denial

Yesterday I got home from work just after 5:00 pm. I got the mail in and started making dinner. Kate started looking through the mail and got to a certain envelope. She asked me what it was. I told her it was probably junk mail; plus it had come to the wrong address. Then she told me it was from George Washington Law School. I put down my knife and looked at it. Then I told her it was a rejection letter for the poor boy who had applied for law school. (I would make a joke about the world being better off with one less lawyer, but I have needed mine lately and he is excellent.)

After a few minutes of Kate looking at the letter, she decided we needed to take him cookies. My sweet, tender hearted child. I love that she feels sympathy for someone she will never meet.

Old Blog

If you are just finding my blog...feel free to check out my OLD blog until I get up and going for real :)

www.olsonmemories.blogspot.com

OK, I Suck...

I have been a very bad blogger lately. I am promising, here and now, to get in gear and do better!

Why I Love My Mom, possibly more than my dad...

Last night, Mom and I were getting dinner ready for the rattlesnakes (Ali, Kate & Luke.) Mom grabbed hold of my hand to tell me something, I am sure it was very important. Right after she grabbed my hand, I quietly hollared, "Wait, wait, wait."

As she held my hand she asked me, "What?"

"Oh, nothing, now. I just had super glue on my finger."

At that moment in time, not only were we bound together for all eternity through the power of the priesthood, we were literally bound together through the scientic development of super glue. Is there a stonger bond than super glue???

OK, there is one: Mother and daughter.

Also, Why I Love My Dad

It would seem that blogging about my dad has replaced blogging about Oliver the Orange Cat....

Last weekend (while my kids were away for Thanksgiving :(), my dad took Mom and me to the mall. Isn't he sweet? Mom takes her wheelchair to the mall. She does this so she can shop Dad and I TO DEATH!!!

One time, we got on an elevator. Dad decides to man the buttons. He keeps pushing the button with the star by it. Over and over and over and over. Those who know my dad, know he is determined. Finally, I said, "Enough." I asked him why he kept pushing the button for the floor we were currently on?

"That stars means that it the floor we are on? I thought the star meant the floor I wanted to GO to."

Whatever Dad. Guess we are going to have to go to the mall until he gets it down!!