It's just another manic Monday...

"It's just another manic Monday I wish it were Sunday 'Cause that's my funday..." Oh, what the Monday I have had! It all started this morning, like most days do... with a morning. I woke up feeling slightly less congested than I felt the night before and realized that the lady who manages our apartments was going to be coming over with a fellow from the city to check out the plumbing. All because the owner of the complex needed to renew their contract or whatever with the city. So I got up and noticed that nothing had been cleaned after I went to bed. So much for hoping that it would. :( I cleaned under both sinks, the bath tub, the actual sinks, and kitchen in 45 minutes. I then vacuumed and got dressed, with about 5 minutes to spare. We were told they would be at our house at 10am. At 12pm, when Ryan came home from work they still had not come, or called or emailed anything about why they were late. So I got ready for work quickly, because I had been waiting for the people to come over before I showered and so now had to rush to be at work by 1. I got to work just fine, but got a flat tire on my lunch. :( Plus I was wearing my whitest pants today! AND I didn't have the right tool to unscrew the bolts from my tire so that I could change it. A co-worker had to drive to his dad's work to get a bunch of tools and then we were finally able to get the wheel off. We were seconds away from calling a tow-truck when we were finally able to get the flat tire off. So that worked out... I drove back to work and began to get things ready to close. I began to count the drawers and the printer to the money counter wouldn't print!! I had to write out all of the totals by hand. It was very bad. My white pants got even more dirty because I crawled under the counter a bunch of times trying to figure out what was wrong. I plugged and unplugged everything and nothing worked. :( :( And then, when I went out to my car at the end of the night, the sprinklers were going on the patch of grass that separates the two parking areas. So I had to run through the sprinklers to get to my car. :( :( :( And the founder of Gap/Old Navy died today. He had cancer and I know that he's happier now, but I bet his family wishes he was still here. It's so hard to loose a family member. My heart and prayers go out to Doris and the rest of their family... sounds like their Monday was a little rough too. :/ But, I'm blaming my bad day on these stupid white pants!! ;)

My dad's conversion story and Peggy :)

So a few weeks ago I went home for Tricia and Ethan's wedding, which was beautiful and well worth the trip. :) While at home I noticed a wedding invitation on the kitchen counter for someone I didn't know. Which is pretty rare because everyone getting married recently from the Fairfield stake is someone I either went to school with or my sisters did. I asked my mom who the people were and she said, "That's Peggy's daughter." "Peggy? Who is she?" I asked. "She's the one who got your dad into the church." Mom answered. "Oh, wow." I replied.

I have thought about this woman many many times in my life when I have thought about all my blessings and how much I have received as a result of my dad joining the church and my being brought up in it. I think that for you to fully understand this I need to explain exactly how my dad and Peggy met. It all has to do with an A's game, Star Wars, and Jack 'n the Box, and in that order. :) My dad and his roommate from Sonoma State had decided to spend the day thus: Catch an A's game in the afternoon, go see Star Wars (Empire Strikes Back, I believe) in the evening and then see what we can do after that with the little money we have left. Well, after the game and the movie, my dad and his roommate decided to go to Jack 'n the Box. Cheap, yes. Well the girl that took their order caught my dad's attention. Seriously, she did. He didn't know what it was about her, but he needed to get to know her better. He asked her for her number and she turned him down. Poor guy. ;) But my dad knew he needed to get to know her. So he applied for a job there. He was hired on and the funny thing is, when he started Peggy was on vacation with her family and so when she returned to work, there was that guy who asked her for her phone number working there. I can't imagine what she thought when she saw him there. But, she was nice, and talked to my dad about herself and her beliefs and because of her and her example my dad took the discussions and joined the church. He later served a mission, moved to Provo to attend BYU where he met my mom and they were married in the Oakland Temple. When I think about this story I can't help but think about Peggy. My dad knew from a very short conversation with her that he needed to find out more about her. You always hear in Sunday school lessons that the way you live your life will be an example to others; That people will be able to see what you believe by the way that you talk, act and even dress. I know that was the case with Peggy, and I cannot thank her enough. I know that my dad's membership in this church has blessed his life greatly and it has blessed mine and my own new little family tremendously. As I looked at the wedding announcement and saw that she too was being blessed with the marriage of a daughter in the Las Vegas temple I thought of the blessings that must have come to her and her family too as a result of the way she was living her life. Doctrine and Covenants 18:15 "And if it so be that you should labor all your days in crying repentance unto this people, and bring, save it be one soul unto me, how great shall be your joy with him in the kingdom of my Father!" I hope with all my heart that through the years Peggy has had joy in her life for the blessings her life has brought to my family and that the years to come will be filled with joy and happiness as well.