The story I want to share . . .
Before class started yesterday, I had to go get officially hired. While running around the ASB during that process, I ran into my ex-fiance from almost 9 years ago. Holy cow, I've always kind of wondered what it would be like if that ever happened. I especially wondered after I ran into his brother November of 2008, shortly after Rob and I moved to Utah. (X became an "ex" after I spent seven months hoping he would change/fix some issues that kept him from being temple worthy--then after two pushed back wedding dates I finally called it quits.)
Mystery solved. I hardly recognized him - he was old, heavy, and frumpy looking. I was only even sure it was him after I got a second glance as he headed down a spiral staircase that was in clear sight. I'm sure he recognized me faster, though, because as he stared at the floor he couldn't walk away fast enough.
I walked out of that building feeling SO good. I looked good - I was professionally dressed in a dress and knee-high boots, fresh makeup, and hair just right all ready for the class that I would be teaching in one short hour. Ironically, I just realized, the heeled boots I was wearing I bought the week after I called things off for good with X (X is less than an inch taller than I am, I'd missed heels while we were dating, and when I bought those boots I vowed I would marry someone taller-it worked :)).
So, I'm glad I looked good and felt confident, those were nice bonuses. Without that, though, I still would have felt good--it was a moment where I had the opportunity to consider and recognize the blessings in my life. I'm so grateful for Rob and Guy--the most important things in my life right now.

Everything is edible with the exception of the hot glue holding the windows in place (which are crushed and then melted life savers).

So fun to do! If we're ever in Utah around Christmas again, I'll probably think about doing one for The Festival of Trees.
He did okay for a little bit, but then the clippers started scaring him, I think
Give him food and everything is always fine.
And an "after" shot - that night while we were at The Festival of Trees
















