Adieu

I'm back by popular demand! It turns out I'm a horrible blogger...at least that is what it seems to be, however, I happen to have a great excuse as to why I haven't posted anything in two weeks.

Daven and I took a little road trip for a little bit of time to do a little job searching that turned into a BIG success. Daven received a great job offer with Key Equipment Finance and I have a few options under my belt as well.

Where are we going? Here's a hint...where can you find eight professional sports teams, more sunny days than Miami, Florida, a white-water rapid adventure in the middle of downtown and absolutely horrible traffic on I-25?

You guessed it--I hope :) We are headed to Denver, home of the Broncos, Rockies, Crush, Nuggets, Avalanche, Rapids, Barbarians and Mammoths (four of which I had never before heard) all within six short hours of good ole Lincoln, Ne. Which means we are now 600 times more likely to attend a Husker game over a Buffalo game...unless, of course, it's both.

We will grace the Mile High city with our presence by the end of next week, and no doubt with our mad skillz, we will bring it to even greater heights (I'm kidding, of course). Nevertheless, it's sad to think we will be leaving Rexburg behind. It is such a wonderful little town that holds all the memories of our married life thus far. It is especially sad to have to leave our fantastic ward. I cry just thinking about it. Sunday I was released as Primary President. I had been in the primary for almost a year and a half (not as president but as Nursery teacher and other callings) and even before then Daven and I always helped out when they needed us. So, really it seems like I've been in there since we've been in the ward. I had the hardest time holding back tears as I taught and interacted with our primary children for one of the last times. (I say "one of the last" because I secretly hope the new president will have me stay for our last Sunday, although I suppose it wouldn't be so bad to attend Sunday School with my husband like he's been longing for for the past few months and in Relief Society I want to sit by my friend Brittney-- who was my predecessor--in hopes she can coach me through the transition). That being said, the 51st ward kids are one of a kind. I could go through and list what each individual child has taught me, but a las...I'm running out of Kleenexes.

That's all the update I have time for at this moment. I'll try and do a better job to satisfy the needs of all my fans out there! Really, actually Desiree was the only one who pestered me for a new post. I am only assuming the rest of you felt the same.