Easter. mesquite. vegas

Carol has a time share down in Mesquite, Nevada.  We don't have the opportunity to take many trips due to our jobs and grown up financial burderns.  Lame.  So we took advantage of the opportunity and headed down to Mesquite for Easter weekend.  It was an amazing four days full of sun, food, golf, relaxation, pooltime, and a short Vegas adventure.

Carol got these amazing dough-nuts from Beyond
Glaze.  My favorite was raspberry mango.  Scott loved
the blueberry.



Because of his new job, Scott was able to play 18 holes at Wolf Creek in Mesquite for free! This course is absolutely gorgeous and people come from around the world to play there. Normally it costs 200.00 just to play. He was paired with someone from Canada. Scott didn't have his best game but it was a great experience for him! I got to ride in the cart for support.

This course was crazy.

He made this one.  And there was a snake on the green.



We also drove to Las Vegas and went to the Phantom of the Opera on Broadway. We are huge fans of Broadway plays. I always leave amazed. Wishing that I was talented in that area. The stage chandeliers moving through out the audience was probably my favorite part!


Sorry.  Camera phone.  Bad lighting.



hugfest 2011.

Twice a year the LDS Church holds their General Conference where they hear the words of their Prophet and chart the course of their church and their personal lives. It is the highlight of the year for them. Some Christian (and non-Christian) fellows yell, scream, spit, have huge banners, and cause a scene, even with many of the people who attend being young children. The words: prostitute, whores, etc. are thrown around. Sometimes people actually drag the Book of Mormon on the ground in front of the attendees. And it’s not just one group, they are on most of the corners in downtown SLC doing this. So. Our brand new church went down to give out some love. Jesus style. “HUGS not THUGS” were our marching orders. We gave out free hugs right next to those who gave them (and us) an earful. Instead. We gave them an armful. In some parts it was pretty volatile. As we would stand right next to the protestors. They would accuse us of helping these people go to hell. And so on. I definitely do not agree with the LDS doctrine. But it did feel great to step out of our comfort zone and bring some love into Utah. A great way to "reach, teach, and love the world like Jesus."  

Here Scott & I are with our Pastor's kids.  The lady in the back
wasn't with us.  But she was really nice.  We had people
scattered everywhere.  As there were blocks filled with
these protestor's.





Fox 13 News even came and interviewed a couple of us.  We were on the news that night.  Here is the short news article online.  http://downtown.fox13now.com/news/community-spirit/counter-protesters-offer-hugs-temple-square/51136

As Jesus said, "They will know you by your love.  Love your neighbor as yourself."

potty please.

I swear I have the weirdest problems.  A little over three weeks ago I noticed this lump on my lower left side.  I had a small pain there but figured I pulled a muscle.  Or it was something I ate.  Or it would just go away.  I didn't want to go to the Dr. and pay money for them to tell me something stupid.  Well.  Three weeks later came and the lump was extremely hard and rope-like.  It went all the way from the top of my girly part up the left side of my stomach.  The pain got really bad on Sunday.  Scott wanted to take me in but I wanted to wait until Monday to go to my primary physician because it would be a lot cheaper.  So in I went on my Monday lunch break.  After the 20 question game and him doing a pelvic exam and urine tests, guess what it is.  Freaking severe constipation.  Are you kidding me?!?!  He said he had never felt a large intestine so enlarged and un-hollow.  I mean.  Who knew deer pellets weren't normal?  So yesterday I had to drink an entire bottle of magnesium chloride.  I was nervous it wouldn't work and I'd have to do the Dr's next steps.  Enema's.  Or possible surgery.  Oh it worked!  I have since gone to the restroom 11 times over the last 17 hours.  Holy moly.  I guess three weeks of food can be a lot.  We're so thankful it was this and nothing more extensive or severe!

In anticipation of my new home for the night.  Scott
decorated our toilet and wrote a sign that said
 "Reserved for Brooklyn." This is what I came home to.
The entire night was quite humorous to him.  Glad
someone got to enjoy it. :)