Happy Heart Attack...

Wow, it's been far too long since I've posted. I just don't find the time to do this, my job, my diet site, my singles site, my blah, blah sites, lol.

I have been very busy - in a very good way. I swear, every once in awhile, i feel normal again. :)

My cubbies and leaders gave me a heart attack on Thursday. They left me little hearts in my flower pot by my door with little thank you notes and home made cookies. It was soooo sweet. I was thrilled by their efforts and just love them to death.

That same day, after Roundtable, my friend Shannon was waiting there for me like she always is(she is so kind and patient! I can often get held up!). Anyway, I sat down and she bust into Happy Birthday to me, and gave me a wrapped gift! Two things - my birthday isn't until March and I don't think she even knows when it is. lol...It was so dang sweet. I opened it up and it was a package of like 24 different makeup kits. VERY COOL! I'd seen it once when we'd gone shopping together and she bought it for me later (on clearance, she bragged!). Its more the thought that counts. It really meant a lot to me. I really appreciate her friendship.

And another friend of mine Jody, her bday is just a few days from mine and she is turning 40 and she rented a house at the coast in Lincoln City and invited me with 8 of her other friends and family. It's not just a weekend at the beach, it's a weekend retreat at the beach - two hours of spa services, a Limo ride there and back? Yeah and when you ask her what she wants for her bday, she says there's a great used book store we can stop in when we get to LC and she'll pick out a book. She is insane but I sure do love her. Speaking of Jody, she let me come and help her paint her bedroom. If anyone is afraid of color, don't look at her bedroom. We painted the vaulted walls purple and one wall, the accent wall, fushia. She will paint blocks in different shades of pink and purple. It'll be dang awesome! it was fun but my shoulders hurt like heck and I'm not a very good painter. She took a big risk on letting to touch her walls. I painted on Friday night.

Then on Saturday, our ward singles hosted a stake single kareoke party. We had 16 people show up, (this is a VOLUMOUS amount of folks) and we laughed and laughed and sang and sang. It was awesome fun.

sunday I taught RS and we played Jeopardy because of all the factoids in the lesson. And I often feel like my lessons all end up the same. I need to spice things up a bit. We had quite the competition going on. It was fun and nice to discuss facts and figures as well as spiritual relevancy.

Today. Well friends, I have no idea what happened today but I freakin' got a ton of stuff done! I was feeling pretty well so I just went for it. The dishes, changed the sheets, cleaned out my closet and dressers. Swept and cleaned my mud room (it was truly muddy) and put all of my shoes in my old dresser, giving them all a new home and definitely cleaning it up a whole lot. then I spent several hours working in the yard - mowed the front and side yard, pruned my shrubs and weeded my rose bushes (well, almost all of the roses).

And then I went and got a haircut and grocery shopping. The only thing I didn't get done today was my RESUME! I'm up for a promotion or at least a lateral move and I want out but I cant seem to bring myself to suffer an interview and the possibility of rejection.

Anyway...I also got my picture taken by my home teacher. he's an amateur photographer and I'm going to get more soon I hope. Once i get them back, I'll be sure to post it because they were cute.

And yesterday I wrote a personal note in several books that I bought for Elijah. I hope he enjoys reading them. One is called "Pledge of Allegiance", another "Freedom". And then one calle "Terrific" which is really funny about a guy who was pessimestic and he found a parrot and the parott was a good friend for him. And then finally a book called Pirate Mom...it's about a boy who loves pirates and his mom gets them tickets to a hypnotist and the mom gets trapped as a pirate. The message there, even when we wish we had different parents, we all miss them when they're gone.

Hugs to all, love ya!

Sharon