Crazy Busy

I laugh as I look at our calendar. I have had 2 - 5 YW events each week since my new call, on top of all Scott's new stuff. I can't even keep up. I have to stop and think... where am I?... what's going on?... what's next?... Last night after the camp meeting I called to Beki-- see you Sunday. She looked concerned "um Missy, how about tomorrow night?" Yip I almost forgot the Royal Daughters of God dinner. Guess who is in charge of that? ME. SO I guess it helps to go if you are the one in charge.

I feel like life is passing me by so fast. I am enjoying the season changes. Except the wind- it is blowing away all the little flowers. It's gorgeous watching the trees fill with snow, covering the brand new blossom's. It was grand and I even sang Christmas songs and yelled Merry Christmas to passers by. This snow would not have been so grand if I had realized it would ruin my centerpiece plans. I was going to copy my big sister and do these really cute terracotta garden flower things. Well today when I went to buy the last touches.. the flowers... guess what? They were all awful. Dying or shriveled up. They were selling them for cheap because the flowers were ruined from the snow. They said you can still but them and plant them they will bloom next season. That idea did not help- as it would have been a long dinner (a year) as we waited on the flowers to bloom again. I had a little tantrum-- no yelling, just giving up. Scott kept saying "Honey, why not just get beautiful roses?" He just did not get that I had this idea and it was cute and perfect for our theme and I wanted to create it. I have never done dirt. I create lots... but not dirt.

So I grabbed the cell phone, called the Lion House and ordered the ivy/ frosted fruit candle hurricane's. Scott started to laugh when he heard they were only $5.00, and took a 3 minute call. Why do women do this to themselves he wondered?!? I think he meant why do we do it to them. If he would allow me to shop all by myself, he would not have to suffer. He kept reminding me to not use words like always-- because the last time we shopped it went fine-- but as a woman I kept thinking of the time before. Poor Scott he looked so confused. I'm just glad to have someone to share the journey of life with- bumps and all.

The cake and rolls were yummy tonight. But I cried at the Lion House, it was where my wedding was 12 years ago-- with a cute dad that was alive. I remember sitting with him, holding his hand and talking. We were waiting for the que to walk down the isle. I was so engrossed in the moment I forgot my bouquet. I walked down the isle with my smiling dad and no flowers. I thought about all the dead people who were alive then. I miss them. I know I will see them again but I miss them now. I think I need to get some sleep... perhaps I will dream about one of them:) I hope so.