Texans, Missionary Mile-Markers, and Creamsicle Colored Houses.

Crazy happenings are happening. Things got to happening so fast that I forgot for a minute (okay for two weeks) that I even had a blog. First off my cousins/grandma/aunt/second cousin is/are in town! (And by in town I really mean they are currently in Packwood enjoying stars, pools, and waterfalls. boo to them.) Butttttttt, I got to see them last week when they got here! They're the best. We enjoyed two family dinners, and some adventurous times at Redondo beach in Federal Way. Of course my mom is awesome and has an entire calendar of things to do with them (including the blue angels and warp tour.) So that was one happening. The Texans are here! :)

Happening number two. Two of my favorite missionaries hit/are hitting mission mile-markers.


Exhibition #1: Elder Kekoa Housten Riggin hit his 'ten-months-left' mark' yesterday... I still can't believe it. See you at the end of the school year!!! (P.S. Koa is only so much darker than me because he's half Hawaiian.)





Exhibition #2: Elder Thomas Hesselgesser hits his one year mark tomorrow!! Here's a toast to my favorite friend growing up who I still picture as the kid with constant bloody noses and asthma attacks. (And T.J. is only so much darker than me because he went to school in Hawaii. These fools.)


This is who I grew up with. These boys were my besties when I was younger. Loves to them both! I'm the proudest Mother, Girlfriend, Sister, friend a guy could have. And I'm sup excited to see them BOTH in Less than a YEAR!! Woot woot!



Happening number two is not a very happy happening. I came home early from work feeling like one of our sickly pea plants that is dying a slow death from who knows what to find that my house is being painted the color of a melted creamsicle. Awesome. My house. is being painted. the color of a creamsicle. As in, I now live inside of a frozen treat. Just in time for National Creamsicle Day. Here's to hoping it looks better with a second coat on and being grateful that it isn't the same putrid color of orange as our neighbors at the end of the street. The plus? My Mexis are back serenading me. Yup, I just said that.



So many other happenings happened in the last two weeks that there are too many to relay. My sister got back from Thailand in one piece, I started a new book (it's called "Inca Gold" and is so far fascinating... and I'm on page 3), I am becoming attracted to the idea of tea (everyone at work drinks coffee so I am trying to get into herbal tea), I got to see and catch up with Betsy last night, as well as Jeanette, and I can now drink half a glass of milk without gagging. Happenings are happening.



P.S. I will post pictures of my 'deliciously' colored house later (bad pun intended). When it's done. Assuming I haven't moved to the more delectable house made out of candy owned by the witch in a children's story. (Or to a house painted a normal color. You know the ones that are gray or white or tan.)