love life and "learing"

I guess I'm about due for another blog post, but sorry I don't have any photos readily available since we are in the process of switching computers.  (the old one started having major crashing/monitor dying problems). 

Anyway, here's a quick write about some fun I had today.  A little bit like a journal entry perhaps, but hope that's ok.  Just sharing a joyful time.  Lots of laughters.  I am so blessed to be part of this most huge, important women's organization called Relief Society.  We primarily exist to serve others, but have a lot of learning and fun times along the way.  There was a retreat last night for Relief Society, and I had intended to just stay the evening and then sleep at my own house the rest of the night since Lo still nurses at night.  But then I didn't go to the first part of the retreat at all. Friday had been one of those ultra-busy days that seemed never to end, and as the evening wore down and it grew near the time for me to leave to the retreat, I found myself telling Jerry, "I don't need to go tonight...I'll just make a showing in the morning."  And the climate in our home suddenly felt so relieved and fun.  I'm glad I stayed home for the evening. 

Then, this morning I almost didn't even go to the retreat still.  I felt awkward making such a late showing.  But of course I was glad I kicked myself out the door; when I got there, my lack of makeup and undone hair totally fit in, and suddenly I found myself truly loving life.  I learned to make a candy lei (something I've always wanted to learn how to make ever since I saw other kids wearing them at my high school graduation).  And I probably won't explain it well, but here's one of the things we giggled about:

The hostess had strung a banner across her mantle that was supposed to say "love life and learning," only she accidentally left out an "n" so it said "learing." We were making eyes at one of the babies there, and the baby was acting shy, so someone said,"Well, who can blame her for being shy--we are leering at her, afterall."  And we all cracked up.  I'm sure it is one of those stories where ya had to be there to get the laugh out of it, but I still smile remembering. 

This has been a rambling one, probably more the sort of post that would have gone into my personal journal except that I happened to be on the computer.  Thanks for reading anyway.  Just wanted to say I am loving life right now and hoping you all take a minute to find something to smile about on this lovely Saturday afternoon.

Cutting paper is SO. FUNNY.

So, I still haven't uploaded any new pics or videos. But here's a video from a few weeks back that I just rediscovered among the files, and it still makes me smile. We were cutting fliers at the church library, not even considering Lo might be entertained by such an activity. I love when he expresses delight at the simplest things.

I felt a little nervous having the baby so near that giant cutter, btw, so rest assured we were always holding tightly to that Lo to keep his fingers safely away from the blade. He kept trying to lunge for the object of his fascination.

Dentist Visit Laughs

Jerry and I both had dental cleanings this past week, and we scheduled our appointments back-to-back for efficiency. But then it meant Lo had to be entertained at the dentist's office for longer than he otherwise would have been; we brought the pack n play so he could crawl around inside there instead of just sitting on our laps the whole time. Another little girl in the waiting area started entertaining Lo, and he was laughing SO HARD. But of course once the camera came out, he didn't laugh quite as good as he had been. Anyway, it's still cute. Yay for baby giggles.

If you don't have a smile, I'll give you one of mine

Last night became an impromptu Andy Griffith session as we finished the last two episodes on our rented DVD of season 2. I have found sitting on the floor makes me feel relatively childlike and giggly. Granted, I did not sit on the floor during last night's show, but Jerry decided to, and perhaps it explains a bit why he began laughing uncontrollably during part of our viewing. He hugged my knees, rocking us both back and forth as he struggled to breathe through his tearful mirth. I laughed along with him, enjoying the joke, but mostly enjoying Jerry's laughter.

"Again, again," he gasped as the funny part subsided. He rewound the DVD and we watched the scene a second time, this time laughing harder as we pointed out to each other our favorite moments. It has been awhile since I've seen my sweetheart laugh so hard. Thanks, Barney Fife, for bringing some lightness to our hearts.