The Senate @ Cafe Solstice 12/8/07

The first time I got to sit down all evening.
Our lovely shoes!
Whitney & Eliza

Leah & Me

The girls

The girls with a prettier face from Whitney.

The chairs we thought we'd be sitting on-sad feet!

"Whitney carry me to the car, my feet hurt!"

Eliza: I'll carry you Leah.

Leah: Oh, no that's okay....

Eliza: No, come on, it will be fun!

Leah: AHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!

Our goodbyes-Layne, Eliza, Whitney, Leah, and Me

A great butt shot for the both of us!

My Birthday Party @ Highland Ice Arena 12/7/07

Joe Dee Helps Leah skate.

Becca & her friend.

Leah Whitney & me.

Whitney & Amy

Whitney, Layne, Leah, & Michael

Leah, Amy, & Me

Layne, Michael, Leah, & Me

Luckiest girl in the world-holding hands with Mark and John!

Happy Birthday to me!!

JoPete and Whitney

Whitney, Ryan, and Me

Layne finally put on skates and went all the way around once-I'm so proud of him!

Waiting for people to pass so he doesn't have to give up his prime wall space.

Becca & Amy

Leah, Becca, Amy, Eliza, & Me

The whole group-I'm so loved!!

"Lift me higher Layne!!" This is me nearly 8 feet tall!

Mikey & Me

Leah, Becca, Amy, & Me!!

Kind loving words from Priscilla

Priscilla sent me this today, it really made me feel better. Even though sometimes I feel as if no one in this world cares about me, I know it's not true. I have a loving family and amazing friends and someone that I can always turn to and cares the most about me-my Heavenly Father. Although it may not seem like it now, I am truely blessed!

Dear little Sarah:

You sure have had enough thorns… it’s about time you got the roses, you deserve them. It doesn’t seem right that you have to deal with so much and I wouldn’t blame you for feeling frustrated or angry. I wish there were something I could say, some incredibly insightful piece of advice I could give that would turn everything around for you.
Hang in there until life starts sending you what you really deserve…. Bouquet after bouquet of beautiful roses.

New do and a day off

So, today I took the day off to get my hair done. Not something I would normally do, but my stylist has decreased her hours and only works on Tuesdays and Wednesdays. Since I only get my hair done about four times a year, and I work in a very flexible place, it's not a big deal. Anyway, so I colored and got my hair cut, not a new color (just maybe not as dark as before) and not a new style (although my layers have been brought up and have sassy new bangs), but it was a lot of fun.

I'm not sure why, but everywhere I go nowadays, it seems that everyone wants to set me up. So I'm sitting waiting for Holly (my stylist) it wash out the color and she says to me "are you seeing anyone?” She got my usual response "no". Then she asked me what I thought of the guy that Andrea (another stylist) was giving a haircut to. I could see his face, but honestly, I was psyched about the back. No offense, but he wasn't my type. So she's like "well, wait till you see his face and then see if you're interested." So I waited about a minute and then Andrea took him over to wash his hair. And, granted, he wasn't bad looking, you know, he was tall and had a nice body, and was apparently a really nice guy, but I just wasn't feeling it.

But it made me laugh; I'm not sure what it is but the last month or so, everyone I come in contact with wants to set me up with someone.

So, then after my haircut I went to U. Village to pick up meds and a bagel and shmear from Noah's bagels, and as I was pulling out I saw Catherine from church walking by. I didn’t pull out quick enough to see where she was going, so I decided to head home. As I was driving up the street, I saw her walking by. I wanted to ask if she needed a ride but there were like five cars behind me and I couldn’t exactly stop. So I was like, whatever, I’m sure she’s fine, and as I was turning onto 35th, I got this feeling that I really should of asked her, and that I should turn around. Like most of these feelings I get, I brushed it off and thought to myself, “No, it would be stupid to go back”, etc. But at the same time I felt prompted to go back. So, before I even knew what I was doing, I heard my turn signal click on and I was turning around. I made it all the way back there and asked if she needed a ride, she said she didn’t and we went on our own ways. Thinking back, I have a feeling the prompting for me to turn back was for me and not for Catherine. I think I was prompted to go because I need to learn to follow them. That may sound funny, but that’s what I thought. Or maybe she needed to see a friendly face right then, who knows?

FHE Gingerbread Houses

Me, Leah, and Becca, attempting to decorate the house.
I'm slick; this is me after I smeared icing all over myself.
Leah and I decorating the house. Layne messing with a trivia game.
This is a perfect replica of the Choir house after it had been flooded earlier in the day. Please note little Sean and little Joe Dee Gingerbread men. Sean is the one standing in the flood and Joe Dee is smiling with the red eyes.

Dude Night

The dudettes and midget Layne, oh great, I'm as tall as midget Layne!!
Layne and Giant Whitney!
It wouldn't be dude night if you didn't have arm wrestling.
After about 20 minutes, Rachel finally defeated Colin.
Dude night-Rambo tattoos. It fits.