I was on TV!

Last week on Valentine's Day was our 20th anniversary.  The hubs, a Marriage and Family Therapist, sent out a press release about it and the local NBC station, KSL, picked it up.  Our friend, former bishop and KSL cameraman Steve Landeen followed us around for a couple of hours then we were live on the 6:30 news.  KSL finally posted the link last night.

http://www.ksl.com/?sid=19316559&nid=148

Check me out.  I mean us.  US!

Yesterday

I almost made a big mistake.  Almost.  On Wednesday I came into knowledge of something that really made me mad.  Someone did something that made me super sure of their inconsideration of others.  I was going to open up a can of whoop ass but was told not to do anything until it was investigated. 

After investigation it was made known that it was true.  It kept me up through the night.  I thought about it all day yesterday.  Then I got the final word that what had happened hadn't really happened like I had thought. 

I had kept a prayer in my heart all day long that I would be wrong and this person would be doing the right thing.  I kept a prayer in my heart all day long that I would be able to forgive this person.  I kept a prayer in my heart all day long that I would be calm and know what to say to this person to change their mind. 

All that praying helped me to be ready for the truth.  And to know that I had almost made a big mistake.  Yesterday.

New Logo

New custom logo my hubs made me for my blog. I really like it. What do you think?

My dog saved me. I think.

I have a Border Collie named Pepper.  Here is a picture of her:

Humiliated

Contemplative

Ready to rock and or roll.

There is a park north of us and a golf course behind it with a great trail that runs behind both.  (That's a horrible sentence but I'm in a hurry.)  Sometimes to switch things up I run up that trail and then back home.  Today I went up that trail.  The dog is usually on my heels and stays there unless she smells something interesting like the dead raccoon in the middle of the road...but that's another story. 

I was going up the trail, which is deserted this time of day, and turned around to find her but she was way behind me.  I called for her but instead of running to me like she normally

does she basically walked to me.  I started running again and she wouldn't come.  She kept looking up the hill at something I couldn't see nor identify.  I watched her for a minute, called her name, but she wouldn't come.  So, I decided to run towards her to see what she would do and she started running with me again.

What was up that hill?  A cougar?  A bad man?  I don't know.  I didn't have the creepy crawlies but she did so I obeyed her instincts and hoped that no one else would follow after me and go up that hill. 

And that's how my dog saved me.  I think.