Of ice and women...

Ok, I said that this story deserves it's own post, so here goes.

In April I went to Texas with my very dear friend Angie. I miss Angie SOOO much. She moved away to Utah right around the same time Ashleigh went to away to school in Utah and I was MAD. Who was I supposed to have game nights with, share "I've got this..." colaborative Sunday dinners with and enjoy spontaneous movie nights with.

Me and Angie...somewhere in Teaxs

It was Angie who originated the Texas girl's weekend idea. She invited Becca, Michelle and even arranged for Elizabeth to drive down to meet us too. It was supposed to be a girl's weekend anyway until Summer had to go and get married...such a need for attention, that Summer.

We all had a wonderful time staying up most of the night of Summer's wedding laughing and having crazy conversations until the wee hours. On Sunday we all headed back to our respective homes. Angie and I shared a flight from San Antonio to Denver, and then Angie would head on to Salt Lake City. For this flight our asssigned seats were not together. We asked the flight attendant if we could switch to two seats together. We were told that the flight was pretty full but there were two seats in the very back row of the plane so we took them. When we boarded there was another young woman already seated in the window seat. Angie sat in the middle seat and I was on the isle. When the drink cart came around the young woman in the window seat was sleeping. Angie (being Angie) asked for a cup of water and a seperate cup of ice.

I don't even remember what I ordered, but it doesn't really matter. We were just having a normal conversation and Angie was chewing her ice when suddenly the unthinkable happened! A large piece of ice slipped out of Angie's hands and flew right into the

CROTCH!!!!!

of the sleeping girl in the window seat. Angie made an honest attempt to catch the offending ice cube before it reached it's final destination but pulled her hand back quickly when she realized where it was headed. I saw the ice cube fly but thought she had just dropped it...until she started bouncing in her seat. She was trying to be quiet but was laughing so hard she could hardly speak. I call them the "church giggles" and as she tried to tell me what had happened I immediately started bouncing too.

Then came the moral dilema. Angie asked me, "Should I wake her up? or just let her sleep?" We decided on the latter (possibly not the best decision).

Soon,our late night talk fest and big breakfast started to take their toll and Angie and I both started to doze. We were awakened by a soft rustling of the now awake girl in the window seat. She was lifting herself off the seat to gently pat her nether regions with a napkin. I can only imagine what she must have been thinking.

How did this happen???

Did I wet myself???

Did those bouncing ladies sitting next to me have anything to do with it???

We faked sleep and pretended we had no idea what was going on until the plane landed.

Certainly a memorable end to a fantastic girl's weekend. Thanks Angie! Love ya!

It's been a while....

Wow, it's hard to believe that my last post was so long ago. Where has time gone? What has been happening and where have I been? It will probably take several posts to catch up comletely but here is the readers digest condensed version...

April- April is always a fun month. After all TAX DAY is in April ...and TAX DAY just so happens to be my Birthday! This April was an extra fun month.

I went to my parent's house for Easter. Ashleigh met me there and we had a lovely weekend with the family complete with Easter "baskets" from my mom.

Ashleigh and I on Easter morning

I even took and extra day off so I could enjoy a leisurely drive home on Monday and not fight the holiday weekend traffic. Then I went back to work for just two days (who doesn't love two day work weeks) before hopping a plane for a fun weekend in San Antonio with a bunch of girlfriends for Summer and Tony's wedding. My friend Becca wrote about our trip, you can check out her version here, she told it well so I won't bore you with more (except for a certain ice cube story which deserves it's own post). It was a ton of fun and we have decided it should be an annual event (except Summer and Tony may have ruined our plans for New Orleans next year).

Angie, Summer, Me, Becca, Michelle, Elizabeth

May brought Ashleigh home from school for the summer.

It also brought on a hard decision for me. For the past two and a half years I have worked part time here.

I love Archivers. I love seeing all of the new stuff, the smell of paper, the rows of sparkly bling, the creative inspiration. I love teaching classes and getting other people hooked. I love showing someone something and watching their eyes sparkle as the creative juices start flowin'. I don't love the aching feet, the 16 hours days, and the lack of weekends.

As most of those reading this will know summer is a crazy time for me. Summer brings Hogwarts (if you dont know watch for a later post). This year I finally decided that I can't do it all. I am getting too old to be

Wonder Woman.

I decided that the second job at Archivers had to go. It was a hard decision. I really miss the people I worked with, the customers and all of the fun stuff, but something had to give.

For those of you that started reading my blog for the creative stuff, I am still creating and will post here from time to time, but just as I am evolving and things are changing so will this blog.