If you're having a rough morning...

...this is the place to go: Your Puppy Pictures at NG. 

My morning

• Got to work
• Saw that my wretched vacuum had been fixed (I HATE this vacuum and was so glad when it broke. It's my-job specific vacuum, and I have to use it when it's working. Bleh. Heavy, cumbersome, and makes this awful whistling sound that begs for earplugs. No joke.)
• Swept and mopped the two entryways and two flights of stairs I'm responsible for
• Vacuumed with the WretchVac and was nearly in tears by the end 
• Didn't have time to clean my glass before the museum opened, so it looked terrible. And there is a lot of glass in my entryways. It's a museum. And kids are sticky. = my glass looked awful. So much for my job being about presentation.
• Here's the doozy: It's seven minutes to ten, and we open at ten. I'm putting some stuff away in my closet when this chorus of knocking and banging comes from the front windows and doors. I peek out and see this woman and about ten kids (amongst many other waiting people) motioning for me to come let them in. I try to tell them we're not open yet. She looks confused. I go to the door, poke my head out, and say "We're not open yet, we open at ten." She gets this rude look on her face, whips out her iPhone to check the time, and says: "You open at ten." "Yes." "It's seven minutes to ten." "Yes." "So we have to wait seven minutes?" (incredulity dripping off of her at this point). "Yes." "Well then I guess we got here seven minutes early. Thanks!" and walks off. Imagine much attitudinal neck-swiveling and a very rude and impatient demeanor. 
• What I was thinking: get your stupid lisp out of my face and wait for the seven minutes like everyone else. What I did: smiled politely and kept it all to myself. Very difficult.
• I open at ten, everyone storms in and ruins my clean floors with rainy-day nastiness on their shoes. Oh well. 
• Did I mention I was so hungry that I was shaking? (Pregnancy and low blood sugar don't mix well.) I go downstairs for a granola bar, then come back to finish the glass after a few school bus loads of children have stormed the museum. Ken Packer (Mr. Second-in-Command over the whole museum) pokes his head around the door and motions for me to follow him. "We have a problem in the back room," he says. So I follow him and try to ask what's going on, but all he says is, "It's the munchkins and it's your fault." I'm imaging some horrible incident where I left a closet open and some kid has drunk a bottle of glass cleaner or something. So I follow him into the corporate offices, into the back room (employee lunch room and general work room), and find a box of donuts, chocolate milk, and two packages of Oreos waiting on the table there. Ken says to the couple of people getting stuff for a birthday party ready, "I like her [aka me] better than my students so I brought her instead."
• Cue rainbows and twittering birds as everything bad about my morning drifts to the background. Lots of other  people start showing up to the birthday party for one of the workers, all of whom are museum employees and have their own labs and stuff. I'm carrying a bottle of class cleaner and have my ID hanging around my neck. Awesome? I thought so :) I love that guy. We moved everything into the very nice conference room and partied like it was ten thirty in the morning.

Cool, huh? So my terrible morning turned really nice when Ken thought of me and I got a donut and chocolate milk and ate them in a big cushy leather chair. Take that, rude lady.

When I was leaving, I had to go back to the office twice for things I had forgotten, but then I caught my bus right on time. You know those days when it feels like Heavenly Father puts all of the pieces together for you? My morning was one of them. I really like those days. 

Happy Wednesday everyone!

PS. We're six months along today! 91 days left :)

PSS. Check out these adorable cupcakes: 

Are you in love? Because you should be. Click on the picture for the cupcakes and go here for more home-bakery awesomeness. 

4 Green Thumbs

Look what Chad and I have been up to!

Tomatoes:

Teeny tomato with its seed cap still on:

Painted Daisies:

Carrots:

Petunias:

Look how tiny! The seeds were sooo small...

Parsley:

It's just like where's Waldo, but parsley style:

We've been geeking out over our little plants all week. They only just started sprouting, and new ones are popping up every day! Even these pictures are outdated, and I only took them a couple days ago. Now we have a couple more daisies, a few more carrots, and more parsley. Woohoo! Now I just have to find some recipes to use parsley in...

MTC

My little brother Alex went in to the MTC this week on Wednesday (my baby's all grown up... sniff). Seriously though, I cried my eyes out. Mostly I held it together while we were dropping him off, then I lost it in the car while we drove away. So, before I get all teary again, here are pictures from everything. He got to come up and spend a couple days with us before the MTC.

We took him to Temple Square first since he'd never been:

In the Tabernacle:

In the Conference Center:

On the Conference Center roof:

With the Christus statue in the visitor center:

After our big morning at Temple Square (and Alex's first experience flying; he'd been up since 3am, poor guy):

Right before I made him laugh and spit toothpaste all over the kitchen sink:

Wednesday! Just minutes before we dropped him off at the MTC:

This is going in to the MTC, just to orient yourself a bit:

These little stations were where families dropped off their missionaries. There were missionaries waiting at the stations to help out the new comers; they'd take their luggage and show them around, get them where they were going, etc. It was a really neat system. 

Sigh. I'm so proud of that guy. Hungary! Can you believe it? In three months, Alex will be in Budapest. So cool. I left the pictures all their original size in case you want to click on them and save 'em (family :)

Happy Mother's Day all! And in honor of my dear mother:

Love you Mom! Thanks for being so awesome :) 

Lots o' stuff

We're about five and a half months along, and I'm showing, just not a whole lot:

See? It's finally pokin' out there! Some days I look way more pregnant, others not so much. When I'm sitting down I just kind of look like I have a tummy. Oh well :) I took a chill-pill on the workout front; I realized I was letting my heart rate get way too high when I'd bike at the gym, and I got freaked out about stunting our lil' guy. I think he's just fine, but I'm still being more careful nowadays.

'Nother picture from the park:

It was a pretty day :) Finally! Chilly and windy, but pretty! (Also notice my awesome new specs! My prescription is so different I almost fell off the bus when I was coming home from picking them up. My depth perception has been sooo off, but everything's starting to normalize now. Good grief: never let ten years pass between prescriptions. Making that kind of huge adjustment is misery. Chad just got a new prescription too, and his changed by two points; he's a -7ish now in both eyes. I'm -4.75 and -2.75 I think. Something like that. Our poor boy hasn't got a chance.)

Today was regional conference too. ALL of the BYU married student wards were reorganized and renamed, and some of them were dissolved. We went from being the BYU 25th Married Student Ward of the 18th Stake to being know as the Provo Married Student 36th Ward of the 3rd Stake. It was crazy. It took half and hour for the high councilman to finish all of the business. But now it's much more organized and makes more sense, and it freed up a little more room for young single adult wards. 

So... we might be moving to Austin in December! Woohoo! Or the Austin area anyway. We're looking at Round Rock too. Chad received some good advice from the officer he went on a night shift with: don't live anywhere near where you work. Apparently that's really dangerous or something. But anyway, it's looking like Chad'll be in the December APD academy class. Yay :D More on that later though. Gotta make dinner!

Have a lovely evening!