Last Day and Facebook........

So last Friday was my last day of work. People kept asking me if I felt some type of relief, but honestly I didn't. I'm sure the feeling will come this week when I don't have to commute down. But, on that day all I could feel was sadness and a sense of loss. I was one of lucky few (I guess) who really like their jobs. Sure there were days that if I had one more person complain to me about the charge for their bags (not that I don't blame them) I felt like I would lose it. But I loved how busy the airport is, I enjoyed trying to solve problems, and I loved the people I worked with. Not to mention the great benefits. (which I still have except no longer free,( yea I know poor me) The other part I've had to work through is that when we moved I really didn't have to deal too much with leaving, since I knew I would be back every week, so I'm starting to go through a little of the home sickness. I was staying with my sister and her husband when I went down every week and now I have to deal with the loss of not seeing them every week. On the up side I am looking forward to spending time with my family. I think a lot of times I would save fun Libby for work and seeing friends, and my family got left with tired, grumpy Libby. So now the challenge for myself is to make sure my family gets more of the fun, easy going, me. A friend gave me a picture that reads "Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened" from Dr. Suess. I really like that saying, it's helped me to realize that as this chapter of my life closes a new one is just waiting to begin and I hope that when this new chapter is done I'll be just as sad to see it go because it was just as amazing if not better. By the way I joined Facebook in hopes of staying connected to the Adult World. Come be my friend!

Snow Day

So the boys are off snowboarding again today. We bought a family pass at our local ski resort, Kelly Canyon. It's the perfect place for the boys to learn to ski/snowboard. There is a half pipe and jumps they love to go on. Today is the last day it will be open, unfortunately there hasn't been as much snow as last year, (or maybe fortunately in my eyes) so the resort is closing early.

Last week Jackson said an out of control snowboarder ran right into to him banging Jackson's knee with his snowboard, but it hasn't deterred him from going out again. They wanted me to go but I've been gone pretty much the last three weeks and primary is calling my name. (Literally)

We seem to be back on our schedules, just in time for daylight savings to mess us up again, but I do like the longer day. Tonight? I hope to finally be able to see Australia (the movie) with my new found love: Orvill Redenbachers Lime salt Popcorn.

Normal?

So the last few days we have been trying to get our schedules back to normal. Silly me, I thought jetlag was for the weak and faint of heart. Oh contrare! I put on a brave battle the first day, and then put up my little white flag the second. Deciding that laying around on the couch taking little naps wasn't so bad. It's amazing how a little thing like time can throw your body off. Poor Jared is still waking up at 1:00 a.m. crying that he can't sleep. Even better we have daylight savings next week. As I drove home from work the other night, I found myself thinking about our experiences in Israel and realized it was Fast Sunday this week. Usually I'll bear my testimony when the spirit gives me a nudge, but this night I decided ahead of time that it was something I wanted to do. This morning I had butterflys in my stomach, like I was getting ready to give a talk. I didn't want people to think that I was giving a travelmony (you know the kind where they go off about their trip) I just wanted to express the feelings I had while being in Israel. So just after the second counselor finishes and turns the time over to us, I think about getting up but decide to wait a minute. One of the older sisters in our ward proceeds to go up and begins to tell us about her trip to Mexico and how the Book of Mormon is true. I wouldn't chalk it up to necessarily being a travelmony, but suddenly I found myself rethinking what I wanted to say. After all did it really matter where I had been? I could still say the things I wanted to say without having to say where I had been. After she was done, I found myself making my way to the podium, some people knew about our trip, so I could almost hear them saying, oh now we get to hear Libby talk about her trip. But I kept it simple, because after all isn't that really what it all is, simple. We all have our opportunity, either we believe or we don't, we can complicate it quite a bit ourselves, or allow the spirit to teach, line upon line, precept upon precept. I gave each of the primary children their shell, their eyes lit up along with mine as I watched them look at their little treasures, one of them ran up and gave me hug, I love my calling! I attached this note: This seashell is very special, a gift to you from me, I picked it up off the shores of the Sea of Galilee. Where Jesus walked on water, and calmed the stormy sea. Where he said,"I will make you fishers of men" and healed those who would believe. Each time you look upon this shell I hope you will remember, to do the things you have been taught so you can live with Him forever.

It is our Bishops birthday tomorrow, so we made little hearts and had the kids go down to his door and "heart attack" it. It was fun to watch them giggle, hoping not to get caught. Wish me luck on sleeping tonight, I hope to be talking in complete sentences again by the end of the week.