Come On...Seriously

Today while in Sacrament meeting something happened. It happens about every other Sunday. No one says anything about it...in fact, I'm starting to realize that these events have happened so frequently that most are starting to accept them. There are justifications as to why it happens: "It's the trendy thing right now," "What if there is an emergency and someone needs to get a hold of me," "You can't actually see my thighs." What am I talking about you might ask...

MINI SKIRTS & CELL PHONES

I have learned over the past couple of months that it is totally okay to turn your back on modest dressing if you are wearing non see through tights. Women and girls of all ages come to church every week wearing itty bitty mini skirts...but it's okay...they have tights on. It is as if they feel they have found a loop hole in the gospel contract. I don't care if everyone else is doing it...I don't care if it's super trendy...can't we all at least try to dress as we should at church. There are 168 hours in the week...we can't put the mirror down long enough to obey gospel standards for 3 of those. It is quite sad.



My next beef is cell phones. I have major problems with cell phones on 2 levels. The first is at church. If you are super paranoid and think that you have to have a link to everyone you know every minute of the day...PUT IT ON VIBRATE!!! Devan and I go to church every Sunday and we leave our cell phones at home. This is what most people I know do. I know some that choose to take their phones with them to church, but they put them on vibrate. Today in sacrament meeting yet another obnoxiously rude, completely retarded, ridiculous human being had their phone go off. It interrupts the talks and spirituality of the meeting.
My other problem with cell phones is when they are in the possession of young kids. Ten year old children have no reason to own a cell phone. "But I always need to know where they are." Guess what, so did my mom. It was my responsibility to call her from my friends house to check in. How about we reinstate that little rule.

If I had to sum up my hatred towards mini skirts and cell phones I would say this. When we all pass from this life...we will not be able to take our trendy clothes and our little gadgets with us. They are mere conveniences and luxuries that we have here on earth. It is nice to treat ourselves with them now and then...but more and more we becoming dependent upon on them to help define who we are.

That's it.

Las Vegas

This past weekend Devan and I went to Las Vegas with Sam and Massiel. We left Thursday after work and stayed in the booming metropolis of Mesquite, Nevada. Friday morning we woke up and drove in to Sin City. We couldn't check in to the hotel until 2ish...so we stopped by the outlet mall off of Charleston and did a little bit of shopping. Once we checked in to the hotel we all took a nap. Well, everyone else took a nap while I watched Big. When everyone woke up we had a choice...go see a show...or go to the BYU/SDSU game. Since I was there with Devan and Sam, we ended up going to the game.



It is amazing how much I don't know about basketball. I also realized how much I really don't like basketball. Every now and then Devan would explain to me why the players shooting the number free-throws they were throwing and I would then tell him what the dancers were doing wrong and the difference between a liberty and scorpion move done by a cheerleader. Up until half time I couldn't see much going on because the idiots in front of my sat on the very edge of their seats trying to find people they knew. This is the view I had for the first hour of the event.



After the game, which by the way BYU lost, we ate a little In & Out...watched the TI girls hooker it up in front of the hotel...and called it a night.



The next day we went were killing time before we could meet up with our friends Jesse and Lindsey and thought, "Wow, Vegas has a zoo. Let's go check it out." The next picture is one I took through the fence. After we discovered that the zoo actually consisted of pigeons, chickens and fake plastic animals we decided not to go. Plus it cost $8.00 to get in.



Well, more happened...but I'm too tired to type about it right now. Peace Out :)

Warning: Icky Pictures Displayed

Devan has been doing a bit better lately. In the past couple of days he has been able to go a couple places including the library, grocery store, and of course...the hobby shop. His recovery has been very slow. We were released from the hospital a little over a week ago and just can't keep complications from haunting us. Exactly one week after the surgery we removed the surgical tape from Devan incision. Under orders from the surgeon we were told that at this time for him to go into the shower and slowly peel away the tape. The first problem occurred when Devan almost passes and had to call for me to come in and help him. Once we got him seated down on the toilet he start to take the tape off. All seemed to be going well; the incision looked clean and healthy, not red or swollen in the slightest. Then we got to the bottom...this is the part that gets really gross. When the tape was finally peeled off the bottom of his incision starting gushing with puss. The pressure coming was so much that it actually blew out a stitch. We guessed that approximately 4 to 5 tablespoon came out in the initial "explosion." Of course we initially terrified. Devan looked at me like his guts were about to come falling out.
After consulting with the surgeon over the phone and picking up a heavy duty anti-biotic...the situation became quite a bit less dire.



A couple after the "puss explosion" incident we went in for a consultation with the surgeon for him to look at Devan incision. He said that his hole would heal and that in a couple of weeks he should have a basically normal looking stomach. Here is what his stomach looks like right now. The redness has gone considerably and the swollen has gone down also. It also isn't pussing as much any more. However, he does have a hole about the size a dime located just below the belly button.



On the bright side...I did give Devan a haircut and he looks much better.



Another great thing going on right now is that Buffy is in town with her cute girls. For her birthday we went out to eat with Kendra, Nyla, Massiel & Danna Lee...we went out for SUSHI!!!! I loves me some Tsunami. While eating out was fun, the best part about having her in town is just generally hanging out. I have been able to make cupcakes with the girls, read them books (many, many, many books), watch movies together, and eats lots of pizza. In fact, I think we might get more pizza tomorrow :)

This past Friday the whole family came over for homemade Cafe Rio salads. We have a night of good food, great company, and lots of loud kids. Whenever we all get together we always end up busting out the rock band. Here are my cute nieces rocking out. I love this picture for several reasons...Kai looks like she is really rocking out, Mya is always concentrating so hard to not miss a note, and for some reason that only she understands...Afton is eating the drum sticks.



Life just keeps throwing me curve balls. It seems like just when things start getting better another bad thing happens. I wonder if what I'm doing right now is handling whatever Heavenly Father feels like throwing at me or if I am just starting numb out. It is hard to feel so good about Devan getting better only have my heart broken again. At some point all of the madness needs to end. I hate ending on a bad note...so here are some things that making me pretty happy right now:
*Devan *Family *Friends *Salt and Vinegar chips being dipped in sour cream *Diet Pepsi *Movies that don't completely suck.