We are Crazy!

What kind of people get up before the sun even rises? Normally that is not me, but occasionally it is (at least when George has to work at 5 a.m.). This morning was one of those days. We were rudely awakened by the alarm clock at 4:15. Gross! Guess it was time to get up. George got up and got ready while I got him some breakfast and his lunch (which he ate at 9 a.m.) and out the door he went. I could have gone back to bed, but I knew my brain was already going and that I wouldn't be able to go back to sleep so I decided to get everything over and done with. I started with my scripture reading and then the chores. I'm not sure my neighbors will have appreciated the vacuum cleaner going at 5 in the morning, but I didn't hear any banging on the walls, so I guess it was okay! Then I did the dishes and contemplated going to work out. After a little internal debate, I decided it was best to get my workout done. Some weight lifting and turbo kick at the local rec! What a great workout. I got to work on time today and felt all pretty and stuff! Wooh! I have almost made it through the day but I am ready to pass out! My own comfort is that I don't have to do anything when I get home except clean out the garden. I've got to pick some more of those darned cucumbers and clean it all up before it freezes my cantaloupe and cucumbers! Then it is time for the biggest loser! Yes, I love that show! I passed up learning how to can just so I can watch it. I'm such a nerd! I feel like sleepy today!

We are Tired

Man, school may kill us but we are happy. :) Not sleeping is taking a toll. Anyone have suggestions on how to fit everything into just 24 hours?

Tony in Memory

Where to begin? As has been mentioned Tony is and was (as I consider him) my brother in all but blood. We met in junior high and a quick friendship grew. Tony was an amazing boy who became an even more amazing man. If I was to list and share with you everything that happened in our lives I don't believe that it would give justice to Tony. Growing up I felt that I had a rough childhood and during that time Tony stood by me as none other had. His love for me seemed to be unfailing and so helped my love to grow for him and to become likewise. With us both being young many choices and paths were laid out before us. All through school, junior high as well as high school, our friendship grew as well as with many others who were influential in creating the men that we became. Sometimes during those years our paths took us through many different experiences, from being stalwart in our church activities to more rebellious activities. No matter how often our paths took us away from each other we always seemed to meet up with each other again. He helped in the making of the man I am today and will be eternally indebted to him for it. Thank you for all your prayers, love, and support.

Back to School

Well that time has come and started! George is officially a college student! It definitely has not been easy getting to this point and I know that is not going to be easy along the way! He is gone for a lot of hours between school and work and then has homework on top of it, but we are looking forward to the journey. We are trying to get used to the new schedule as most mornings George has to be to school by 7am! That means learning to go to bed earlier, which has not been a simple feat for us. Tonight as a reward for his hard work and for some time for him to get prepared for Tony's funeral tomorrow, I have planned an exciting date. I will get my camera charged and take some pictures because I am stoked about tonight's date! Woo hoo.

Anyway, I am excited that George has some things to work towards and I can't wait to one day watch him walk across that stage in his cap and gown and cheer him on! Here's to the future Dr. Smith.

George's Friend

Tony was George's best friend, until I came along. They had been friends for a long time and loved each other like brothers. They even called each other brother. They were neither perfect but helped each other as much as they could. During their friendship they went through ups and downs but through it all they remained friends. Tony needed a place to live and George's family opened their home to him for him to stay in. Then George met me. Tony had to find a new place to live, life went on, and they lost touch. In the last six months since we got married, they had seen each other once and talked on the phone about that much as well. The last time George heard from Tony, he was not able to return the phone call. On Sunday we received a phone call from Tony's father. Tony passed away last Thursday. George has been sad and heart broken. The man that was his closest friend was gone. Things pass through your mind during these times like guilt, regret, sorrow, anger, etc. George has gone through many of them and I know will continue to grieve. He is a kind hearted man who loved his "brother". I grieve for him. He knows that Heavenly Father has a plan and that there is a reason this has happened. Tony is in a better place now, hopefully, better able to deal with the addictions and struggles he had and hopefully come to a new realization as to the truthfulness of the gospel. I am thankful for this man who taught my husband many of the amazing qualities he has today. May he rest in peace.