Leave and Cleave

I have been doing some pre-marital counseling with Steve and Kathleen Mueller, who are awesome and kind people. We have been going through a book called Preparing for Marriage. The title speaks for its self. We recently were talking about how in Genesis 2:24 it says that a man shall leave his father and mother and shall cleave to his wife. I am not married yet, but I am starting to practice that. My natural instinct when I am in an emergancy is to call dad. Now days, that is starting to change to "Call Jonathan". Tonight I got out of work and my car was not starting. I called Jonathan. He came to my rescue. Then I call Dad. I thought about how lucky (and spolied;) ) I have always been to have my Dad come and take care of my car, and pay for it too. I decided that its about time I took care of things myself. I called my dad back and told him we could take care of it. This is a big step for me. Leave and cleave.

Bunnies

A cute fluffy brown bunny has made its home in our front lawn. Its been munching on our lawn for breakfast and using our lawn for its toilet as well. We heard from our neighbor George that there are baby bunnies hiding somewhere on the side of our house also. I am not a big far of pets but bunnies I can handle. I have had quite a few bunnies for pets in the past. But all had tragic endings.
We got two at one time. Both boys. One named Roger and one named Peter. Peter was a fiesty rabbit and ran away from home. Roger was my favorite...I loved him so much. I was about eight when I went to Disneyland. I came back for my brother to break the news that Roger had died of heat stroke while we were gone. He burried him in our back yard. I guess that when rabbits over heat they make a screaming sort of noise. Now, I don't know if that is true or if my brother was lying. That was a sad day for me. I had many other rabbits to try and replace my beloved Roger, but none ever did.
I watched Wallace and Gromit: The Curse of the WereRabbit last night. One of the special features was how they made the bunnies out of clay and wire. It looked so easy to make. If anyone hasn't seen this movie, you should. Why? Because it is funny and because it has bunnies in it and bunnies are cute.
Which makes me think of Easter and the Easter Bunny. Now that I think about it, a giant rabbit leaving eggs and candy for children is rather frightening.

Sad Day for Miss Jamie

Today I was one of my favorite student's last day ( if your teachers ever said they don't have favorites, they lied). Her mom just got a job so she can't have Amy in part time at school. This girl is so adorable, a little Korean girl. She is also amazingly bright but still is a kid and giggles like all the other girls. She kept telling me how much she likes me today and how much she's going to miss me. It broke my heart. I also didn't have my camera and I wanted a picture with her. Luckily today was picture day and the photographer let me take my pic with her in it. I am really going to miss this girl. I hope I have a daughter like her some day...I mean she most likely won't be Korean...but I hope she's as sweet.

Rearranging

This weekend I rearranged my room. That means that everything on one side is now on the other side. But I still sleep on the same side of the bed.

Its weird walking in and turning one way, expecting to see my desk, but its not there. I also added a decorative pillow to spice things up a bit. Jonathan made a point that I won't be living here for too much longer. I still think its nice to have it cute while i'm here.

Tonight I also ate pizza at Round Table. The sharks scored more than 4 goals, which means a free one topping personal pan pizza! My parents were nice enough to give them to me. We ate the free pizza (with Sausage ontop) and watched some speed skating.

I really like the olympics. I like watching the opening ceremonies where all the countries come in. Its nice to see all different nations coming together, although it sounds cheesy. It must be such an honor to represent your country. I love the countries where there is only one athlete, alone and proudly carrying their flag. That must be a huge honor. I can't wait to watch figure skating. I used to be one of those girls who watched it all the time and went to the Stars on Ice tours at the arena. I love to watch it but never put me on ice. I am a horrible skater. It hurts my feet.

Valentine

Here's a cute one for you folks. Yesterday Arveen was smiling at me. I asked him, "Why are you staring at me?" and he said shyly, "Because I love you". Then he ran away. He came back and I asked him again, "What did you say?" and he said, "I love you!". Then I said, "You love me? You want to be my Valentine?". Arveen replies, "I'm not a card!... I wear shoes!".

I guess that Valentines are only a card, not the person.

Speaking of that day, I am not sure how I feel about this holiday. I really think its a weird one. I was always anti-Valentines because it seems so superficial. I know someone loves me because they got me red roses on February 14th. I would rather get one flower (not a red rose) on a random day. I guess I shouldn't wait till Hallmark tells me to let someone know I care.

To all my friends who "actually read this", I appreciate you and love you today, February 9th, because you find my blog semi-interesting. =)

Have a great day.

Pre-Marital Crisis

I think it finally hit me. The stress of planning a wedding. It crept up on me slowly... and then BANG. It hit me. Figuring out how much money is left in our buget, making everyone happy (ie the mother of the bride). And ontop of that, I am going through some weird nesting sort of thing. I can't stop cleaning and I am always thinking about what I am going to be making for dinner. I actually spent time ironing the other day. I can't even remeber the last time I ironed. I am reading books like "The Excellent Wife". What is going on with me? My floor never seems to be clean enough. Jonathan better get used to long hair showing up everywhere cause I am shedding like none other. I can't believe I am getting married in less than five months.