Since I can't concentrate on the things I really should be doing, I will write a blog post instead! Productive, right? Hahaha, ok maybe not, but it will make me feel better.
First of all, my Blogger Dashboard is wigging out. It says that I'm not following any blogs, which, is a complete lie. I follow like 30. It's one of those little annoying things that shouldn't annoy you because, lets face it, it's a total first world problem, but it does anyway. Then my computer crashed, erasing the long, tedious, project that I've been working on. Great.
Anyway.
Sorry if this post is a little disjointed.
We went camping the Sunday before Memorial Day and then headed from there to Glenwood Springs (for our anniversary). We took the scenic route from Estes Park (the Peak to Peak highway) and it was absolutely beautiful. When we got up there, we checked into the Hotel Colorado, and went and ate some delicious BBQ at Rib City. Then we went and swam in the hot springs for a few hours. Then we walked down to Villiage Inn and got some delicious pie. (Walking back my flip flop broke. This is of importance because I have had that pair of flip flops for years, and they died. It was sad. Even Neal admitted that.)
Funny story about me staying at Hotel Colorado. I am a little less than obsessed with "haunted" places. I think its fascinating. I am okay with most haunted places (with the exception of old insane assylums...they FREAK me out to no end). So, just before we laid down to go to sleep, I decided to look up what made people believe the Hotel Colorado was haunted, and if there was any validity to it on my fancy new smart phone. Ya, um, bad idea. I fell into a very light sleep. At about 12:45 am (so, like 15 minutes after I had fallen asleep) Neal started wigging out in his sleep. He kept saying really weird things (which, I'm sure, had I been not half asleep and freaked out by what I had just read, I would have realized that the things he was saying were because he was asleep, not because he was possessed by some spirit in this crazy haunted hotel that we were staying at). Well, I ended up being in my half-awake, totally freaked out stupor until about 3:00 am. I kept hearing weird banging noises (which were caused by the guy upstairs taking a shower I finally decided...the plumbing in that place was done in the 40s). Funny enough, when I finally passed out, I was lulled to sleep by a really strange noise out in our hallway that kept repeating over, and over, and over again.
I woke up the next morning and told Neal about my eventful night. He looked at me, shook his head, and simply muttered, "I told you so" which, he did, before we went to bed the night previous.
As we were getting ready to head out for the day, Neal received a phone call from his sister, Shauna, telling us his Grandpa Milligan had just passed away. We had known it was coming for a couple weeks, but none the less, were saddened by the news. We went and ate breakfast and then headed home to be with Neal's family.
More to continue in the next post...
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
Thursday, June 14, 2012
Quiet moments
I am currently reading a book Neal and I received for Christmas from my grandparents. It is called "To Draw Closer To God - A Collection of Discourses by Henry B. Eyring." As I was reading I had a quiet moment where I felt a wonderful feeling of joy and a confirmation that I could not refrain from sharing. President Eyring says, "Seeking the Spirit can bring you blessings, but seeking to bring it down on someone else also adds the joy of gift giving."
It took a second while I sat back and let it soak in. I LOVE gift giving, but I guess I had only really thought about giving gifts in a very physical sense, but President Eyring is TOTALLY right. Praying for other people to have the Spirit to help them throughout the day IS like giving them a gift...a very spiritual one. One than can help them overcome trials, help keep them safe from danger, and make them happier than a lot of other physical gifts that are given can make them.
It made me so happy :)
It took a second while I sat back and let it soak in. I LOVE gift giving, but I guess I had only really thought about giving gifts in a very physical sense, but President Eyring is TOTALLY right. Praying for other people to have the Spirit to help them throughout the day IS like giving them a gift...a very spiritual one. One than can help them overcome trials, help keep them safe from danger, and make them happier than a lot of other physical gifts that are given can make them.
It made me so happy :)
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