1. I love that when I go walking in the morning, I have Callie with me. She is such a delight and so cute and funny! She loves dogs, and when we walk through the park, we usually see people out walking their dogs. Callie will keep an eye out and as soon as she spots a dog, she gets excited. The dog may be 100 yards away, but she's already calling"Good morning dog! I love your curly tail!" She calls out to them till we get close and pass each other. She tells them what beautiful hair they have and how pretty they are. It is so cute. She is so enthusiastic and delightful. Sometimes she'll say hello to everyone we pass; sometimes it's just the dogs. Always it is with that bright smile and vivacious personality! How can you not smile when you hear her joy?!
2. Friends make me happy. We had a lesson in RS today about friendship. I think it was suppose to be more on Joseph Smith and the loyal and committed friends he had, but we mostly discussed what friendship means to us. (No, I think you can tell I did not read the lesson. And I forgot to bring my manual, which I do usually have!) I think there are a lot of different levels of friendship. I love that at some level, I am friends with a lot of my ward. Sure, most of them are more at the acquaintance level, but I think that has more to do with lack of time, than lack of interest. I got to go to lunch with my friend Belinda this week. She expressed an interest and out we went. It was so nice to spend time with another adult, even with wiggly kids in tow. It was also great because we both watched each other's kids this week. She watched Callie and Delaney for me, and I was able to step in Saturday when she needed someone unexpectedly. I love that I was in a position to help her out and she was able to help me out. I love that being in the church allows me to have friends I otherwise would not have. It makes me happy to know there are people I can call. And, as I was leaving church today, one of the Young Men stopped me and asked if I needed anything. He asked if the YM could help me out with anything, even if it was just dropping by to say hi. That really made me feel special.
3. A mowed lawn makes me happy. When I got home 2 weeks ago, our lawn was a bit overgrown. I called the local lawn mowing boy, but he was out of town. I figured it wasn't too bad, it could wait. Then the neighbors on both sides mowed their lawns and ours looked pretty bad in comparison. And it only got worse. The gum tree the neighbor cut down apparently thinks it needs to replace itself, so there were about 10 new trees delightedly sprouting, uninhibited. It was all very unsightly. Grass was starting to take over the walkway and the drive and I was starting to feel a bit embarrassed. I kept thinking I would get around to it, but the idea of pushing that noisy mower in this wretched heat myself was enough to nearly send me into early labor. So I didn't. And it got late enough I thought the lawn might wait till Dan got home. Fortunately, the local boy returned home, called, and came over and took care of it. I love him. He mows, he bags the grass, and he edges! All for a fairly low price. I did give him an extra $10 because the lawn was so bad, I could hear his mower struggling in places and he had to empty the grass catcher every 10 minutes. My lawn looks so much nicer! I love it! It is no longer a jungle and I'm not blushing every time I leave the house. I am so happy that he came and mowed and I didn't have to. Its also kind of nice that now Dan doesn't have to worry about it when he gets home.
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