Strawberry Days

So one of the families I work for gave me two free rodeo tickets!  I of course wanted to go as I am into expereinces and I have never been to a rodeo.  It was a carnival too. Their thing is strawberries.  Their main food item is strawberries in cream. It was delicious!  I had two.  Dennis and I went with his work friend and his wife.  We watched some of the rodeo, but had to leave early because Dennis got a nasty migraine. 

Also.  Last weekend we went with our friends (aka Brat Pack) out to the canyon for a bonfire.  It was awesome even though we forgot a spatula for our bbq... We survived.

Thankful Again

So sometimes I get really worried.  If you ask Dennis, sometimes is closer to all the time.  I worry about all sorts of things.  From little things like if I put too much garlic in the soup to big things like not having enough money.  If you ask most anyone who knows me you will also learn that I cannot do anything right in my own eyes.  Which is true.  I can't see past the flaws of something I have done. This post is brought to you by my cousin. I was sad because I felt like some things weren't fair and weren't working out the way I thought they aught to.  She said, "how can you say that?  You are married to your best friend."  It's true. I am.  I am so blessed in that regard.  Many people get married only to find out maybe their prince isn't so charming or maybe he's a little too charming and not enough prince.  Dennis is 100% through and through Prince Charming.  There is not a single moment that I am not grateful for him.  Cheesy as it is.  It is true.  With that in mind, here is another thankful list.

I am thankful for...
*Dennis
*Working in the nursery
* All the babies in nursery that make us proud and happy
*Both of us having jobs
*My mom and dad
*Dennis mom and dad
*Libraries
*Camping
*The sound, smell, and feel of a fire
*Pictures of memories
*Root beer (our weakness...)
*School
* Air conditioning
*The kids in my job. They make me proud.

The Curse

I think I've mentioned my curse before.  I don't remember. So here's the gist.  When we go to places of service, particularly restaurants, if I order or ask for something I simply won't get it.  It happens all the time.  It happened last night when we went to get ice cream cones.  I have no idea why.  I need to find a way to break the spell...
On a different note, here are more art pieces from my husband.