Even more creepy that I put the slip of paper up on my fridge because I was secretly hoping it would come true with a specific friend in mind ... I guess I thought that maybe if I put it on the fridge that it would somehow make the fortune be good on its word.
Thank you for giving me a heads up,
And I am glad you think nine weeks is a long time.
Anyway, thanks again. The fore-coming of your fortune
Mindy M. Thornley
In fact, he is so super cool that he is my favorite brother-in-law.
In fact, my brother-in-law is cooler than any of your brother-in-laws [this is what blogs are for, right? To talk about babies and to brag about family members. Generally, people brag about their husbands or children ... but I severely lack those two things, so this is what I am choosing to brag about].
To prove my point, here is just a tiny glimpse of why he is so super cool:
* For Valentine's Day every year, my brother-in-law not only gets my sister [his wife] flowers ... No, no. He also gets my mom flowers, my little sister flowers, and me flowers. And gifts too [like flip-flops and other super cool things].
* A little over a week ago the power in most of southern Cache Valley went out. My brother-in-law found out that I didn't own a flashlight and had to use my cell phone for light during the five hour blackout. The next day he bought me a flashlight for my apartment. And a second one for my car.
He always knows what needs to be done and does it before anyone asks. He does things like this all the time. I am constantly in awe of his sensitivity and thoughtfulness towards others. His capacity to sense the needs of others is greater than that of which I have ever seen before.
He is perfectly amazing in absolutely every single way. We all love him so much, more than I think he can comprehend. He will never know how much our entire family needed him and continue to need him in our lives. I love him as if there was no "in-law" attached to his title.
There might be another reason I am bragging/blogging about him today, besides continually trying to fit into the blogging world .... It might be to let you know that he is the one who was diagnosed with cancer last week. It might be so that you can pray for him on a first name basis ... Steve. His first treatment should begin on Thursday. It is to be quite painful.
I ask that you pray for the treatments to work. That the initial treatments can get rid of the cancer, first try, that no other treatment will be necessary.
While at this point the cancer is not life-threatening, it has some other horrendous possibilities that would have permanent, life-changing, heartbreaking, and quite frankly, devastating results. Please, please pray for the initial treatments to be successful in getting rid of the cancer. Also, if you wouldn't mind, please pray that he and his adorable little family might feel peace and comfort at this time.
Thank you just doesn't seem adequate. But know that I am overwhelmed with gratitude and thanks at this time.
I went out to my car a couple mornings after the hay incident to find this:
I thought, "Bless his heart, as if this even comes remotely close to my amazingly awesome prank."
As I began to pull the TP away I realized two things ... 1. It felt like Charmin. Really, who spends that much money on TP that is just to be decorating someone's car? And 2. He had further decorated Wilson!
I laughed and I laughed and I laughed at the creativeness [I am sure Wilson would have joined in if he wasn't car] ...
This one was my favorite:
Or maybe it was this one due to the blatant oxy-moron of it all:
While of course this prank didn't match the grandeurness of mine, he still gets points for the extremely high entertainment value. Of course I was 15 minutes late for work as I cleaned up Wilson [he would be so humiliated to sit around all day while displaying such conflicting messages!], but it was well worth the laugh. :)
Thank you, Mr. Nelson. :)
P.s. Here is a little photo of us at the USU vs. Nevada game on Saturday. Before the USU game we watched the Texas vs. Oklahoma game. Mr. Nelson is from Texas annnnd ... watching him watch that game. Intense. But fun. :) [P.s. Photo was taken upside down with my camera phone and with funny shadows from the bars behind us, so it looks a little ... psychedelic?]
Not only do I believe that faith matters and prayers are answered, but I also believe that the power both of these things can have can be magnified when the faith and prayers are shared by more than one.
I share this with you, because I have a plea today.
Your prayers are needed.
I just received news an immediate family member has been diagnosed with cancer. I don't have all the details just yet and I am not sure what details we're comfortable giving out at this time, more may follow later. But for now, please pray for him. Please.
That's right, Patrick W. Swayze.
No, I've never seen a full film that he was in and I don't really like this* song he sang all that much either.
But none of that is important. What is important is Pat's love for black pants. It was noted one night while Pat was dirtily dancing away that even though I have never seen his films or documentaries to their entirety, every time I have seen him - he was in black pants. Just a few examples ...
So. To honor his life we could all meet up for a little dinner ... wearing black pants. Naturally.
The point of this blog: would you be interested in joining me?
Let me know. Invitations may follow.
No, I am not obsessed with black pants ... I really don't like black pants so much. But evidently he did and so I feel that if someone is so passionate about something it should be honored. In life. In death. Join me. Please.
* WARNING: The video to that song has got a little ... dirty dancin' to it. Just sayin'.
the quality of mind or spirit
that enables a person to face difficulty without fear.
obsolete. the heart as the source of emotion.
She's got a lot of it.
Thinking of you today, friend. Fingers crossed.
10 gold stars to anyone who knows where the subject heading of this post comes from.