Love . . .

I am in love.

I'm applying to law school.

The Twins are three and love pre-school.

I am overwhelmed and exhausted.

I have five REALLY ripe bananas that I don't know what to do with. Kind of tired of banana bread.

Dear Blog,

I have not forgotten you, and the journey continues. I will be back soon to share.

Love,

Kim

Spokane

Sometimes my heart aches and I am tricked into looking back. Tonight I am missing my life in Spokane. If I close my eyes I can almost be back at the kitchen table sewing the bed skirts for the Twins. I can see K downstairs watching basketball with the pugs, and hear the neighbor boy mowing the lawn. I can feel K kissing me goodbye as he heads to work. I can see my gym and enjoy the invigoration of my workouts and especially the results of my hard work. There are a lot of memories that were made during our time in WA. I can still remember how it felt to drive to my doctor appointments and ultrasounds, and the appreciation and pride I had in a husband who was so supportive to join me at each appointment. There were difficult times in Spokane. The WA miscarriage seems so long ago. With the kids here, those worries seem more than distant. I miss the amazing people of the Inland Northwest. I made some great friends who truly took care of me, especially when the babies made their surprise arrival three months early. I feel like a completely different person now. The Spokane me had lots of energy and accomplished a lot in a day. I looked forward to just hanging out with my husband, with laughing and sharing everything that had gone on during the day. I loved hearing about his daily to-do's. I loved scrapbooking our life and scrapbooking for others. Tonight I miss all of these things, but as the squeak of baby girl's bed snaps me back to reality, I am reminded of the two greatest blessings I have in my life right now, and how much I look forward to kissing those faces in the morning. Goodnight Spokane.

Kissing on the Plaza . . .

Many of you have probably heard about the controversy over the homosexual couple making out/kissing/embracing or whatever they did on the Main Street Plaza, as well as the protesters who have decided to kiss on or near the LDS Temple grounds. Today in the Salt Lake Tribune there is an article reporting on the most recent "kiss-in." Apparently there was not too much trouble to note between protesters and counter-protesters, unless you consider the following an issue . . .

Police arrived after reports of two slight altercations between protesters and counter-protesters, including a roll-by kiss given to one female counter-protester by a man wearing in-line skates who sped north across the plaza grounds and was too fast to be apprehended.

I considered this excerpt to be the cherry on top of a great Sabbath Day! Thank you, "man wearing in-line skates!"

“A person is not given integrity. It results from the relentless pursuit of honesty at all times.” —Unknown

And I will also ease the burdens which are put upon your shoulders, that even you cannot feel them upon your backs, even while you are in bondage; and this will I do that ye may stand as witnesses for me hereafter, and that ye may know of a surety that I, the Lord God, do visit my people in their afflictions.

Mosiah 24:14 

All I have accomplished today . . .

1.  Showered baby girl down and washed poop off of her hands.

2. Got baby girl and baby boy dressed.

3.  Found baby girl on chair digging into yummy pumpkin bread. Eating two fistfuls and saying, "Mmm . . . cake!"

4.  Fed twins pumpkin bread "cake" for breakfast.

5.  Cleaned poop off of wall, crib, and washed bedding.

6.  Cleaned pumpkin bread off of kitchen table and two children.

All by 10:00 a.m. the rest of the day is kind of a blur.