It's contagious

There seems to be this theme of "tagging" going on around me!  I feel a like we are playing missionary tag or something (you know the tagging game where you connect elbows and someone is it and they run around trying to get someone else...)!  Anyways, here is a little more info about me, (if you haven't heard enough yet from my other posts)!!

10 years ago: I was 14 (rockin' it at stake dances!) 

5 things to do on my list: Homework, start acquiring boxes for our move to Vegas, pay our tithing, prepare our primary Easter presentation for next Saturday, and take a nap :)

5 snacks I enjoy: cheese sticks, olives, yogurt, cereal, and fruit (apples) 

3 bad habits: I procrastinate making important phone calls, I beat around the bush (I am just too nice of a person! its hard for me to be straight forward), and I procrastinate cleaning the shower until I just can't stand it anymore!

Places I've lived: Libby, Montana / Taos, New Mexico / Lakeside, AZ / Mesa, AZ / Provo, UT / Englewood, CO and this summer Las Vegas!

What I would do if I suddenly became a Billionaire: I would: buy a house with a big yard, finish graduate school in physical therapy and whatever else I wanted to learn, share with those in need (performing service, donations, etc.), pay back my parents for all the money they invested in me for my schooling, traveling needs, etc (from before I got married) and take care of them in their old age (if they needed me, I love you guys!), and whatever else Austin and I wanted to do (adopt cute little babies from third world countries).  (The only thing I wouldn't do is spoil my kids too much or else they wouldn't learn the principle of hard work, like my parents taught me... ok so as the youngest of seven I was spoiled a little growing up but I still learned how to work hard and I know it was through their example and my older siblings that I was able to learn that :) ).

Jobs I've had: customer service rep, physical therapy tech, caregiver, custodian, after school program teacher/ club leader, gap sales rep, student, research student assistant

5 things you don't know about me: I like to sing in our ward choir, I like to celebrate birthdays (yours, mine, anyone's!), I remember my dreams vividly and talk in my sleep to my husband about them, I coach the young women's sports teams in our ward (volleyball & basketball), I cannot wear jewelry for very long without getting annoyed with it (the only thing I can wear consistently is my wedding ring).

Now I tag: whoever is bored and wants to humor me!  :)

My cute Dad

Since my mom referred to the story about my dad and the "lost talk" in her last comment, I decided to treat you all with a little story.  A few weeks ago my parents were writing their talks to give in sacrament the following Sunday.  Being the good daughter I am I called to check in with my mama and see what was going on back home.  During our conversation I could hear dad in the back ground walk in and say "Joyce, I just lost my freakin' talk"... he was (as you might imagine) a little frustrated. (Let me just say real quick that when my dad gets frustrated it just tickles me... I think his is so cute when he is upset, except of course when it is at me!)... anyways, mom walks over to his computer and asks "well what exactly happen"... dad: "I just pushed enter and the whole thing disappeared!"  So here I am on the phone listening to them talk about what happened and what she could do to help.  Finally I kicked in and had an idea.  (If you are familiar with Microsoft word then you probably know what I was thinking).  Here are my thoughts: If my dad pressed enter and the whole talk disappeared then maybe he had the whole talk selected (highlighted) for some reason before he pushed it.  So I told my mom to push the "undo" button and TADA!  It was all back... my dad really loved me after that, sorry siblings... I am probably his favorite now (well at least for that moment)! 

 

Another funny story that I have to tell just happened this past week.  I received an email from one of my friends (you know, one of the one's where you have to erase the last persons answers and then fill in your own for all the different questions), I don't usually participate in such things but this one was shorter and I was bored.  So I filled it out and sent it to a few people, including my dad.  The next time I checked my email I had already received it back from him.  (What a good dad, right?  Participating in this fun email game with his daughter, he probably just wants to share a part of his life with me so that we can bond!)  I am all excited and open it up and what did I find... nothing, it looked exactly the same as when I sent it.  I rescanned it to make sure that I wasn't missing anything... nope, he definitely didn't change anything.  So I am thinking, well he is getting kind of old... maybe he doesn't understand how this whole thing works.  So I email him back and tell him what he did wrong and how he can fix it.  His reply: "yeah, well I bet I was the first one to send it back to you!"  Yep you were, Good job dad, you are the winner... :)