Time flies when you're having fun!
I remember so distinctly what it was like moving to Burlington and having people ask how long we'd been married...and telling them a week. That response was always good for a laugh, and a "Oh, you're still in the honeymoon phase. Don't worry, that won't last!"
As it turns out, we still get the same response when we tell people how long we've been married.
Maybe after three years they'll stop saying it!
Ben and I have had such a great time being married the last two years, and plan on keeping it that way well into the future. Long live the honeymoon right!
What's crazy for me to think about is the fact that it was well over four years ago that we said goodbye to each other at the MTC before I left for my mission. Can I just say I am so glad that's over!
We've had so many fun and exciting things happen in the last few years....I really just feel so fortunate for the way things have played out in my life to this point. I never really imagined myself being this happy!
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Monday, July 21, 2008
Cape Cod and Youth Conference
Ben and I thoroughly enjoyed our second week of vacation. We spent a couple of days visiting with my parents in Stowe at the resort where they were staying. We played a lot of games, and ate some of the best pizza in the world. Next time you're in Stowe, be sure to stop at "Pie in the Sky." It's awesome!
After Stowe and a full day of teaching for me, we headed to Cape Cod, with bikes, golf clubs and bathing suits in tow. Cape Cod really is a fun, family centered vacation spot. I was amazed by how many mini putt places and ice cream parlors there were. Honestly, they were on every block of main street!
Over the coarse of the week we enjoyed lots of golf (three days in a row to be precise), beach time every day, swimming, leasure bike rides, way too much ice cream, great food and scenic drives.
Beautiful Sunset in Province Town
Last Update...
This past weekend I went to New Hampshire with our cute Young Women to chaperone their Youth Conference. The girls had such a fun weekend, and I ended up really enjoying the time away from a messy house, and Girls Camp preparations.
I accomplished several great things over the weekend....some of which include consuming more junk food in one weekend than I thought humanly possible, staying up way too late gossiping with my girls about their boy obsessions, not being allowed to leave the dance to use the restroom because the old men monitoring the doors were convinced I was a youth....and finally, getting asked to dance by a 14 year old boy. How can you beat that kind of a weekend!
After Stowe and a full day of teaching for me, we headed to Cape Cod, with bikes, golf clubs and bathing suits in tow. Cape Cod really is a fun, family centered vacation spot. I was amazed by how many mini putt places and ice cream parlors there were. Honestly, they were on every block of main street!
Over the coarse of the week we enjoyed lots of golf (three days in a row to be precise), beach time every day, swimming, leasure bike rides, way too much ice cream, great food and scenic drives.
The best ice cream on Cape Cod
Trolley ride in Province Town
Beautiful Sunset in Province Town
For the fourth of July we headed back to Boston to spend the holiday with my brother and sister and their families. It was fun to all be together on the Fourth. We headed down to the Charles River on the Subway to watch the fireworks show. It ended up being a great show and a fun way to end our vacation.
Last Update...
This past weekend I went to New Hampshire with our cute Young Women to chaperone their Youth Conference. The girls had such a fun weekend, and I ended up really enjoying the time away from a messy house, and Girls Camp preparations.
I accomplished several great things over the weekend....some of which include consuming more junk food in one weekend than I thought humanly possible, staying up way too late gossiping with my girls about their boy obsessions, not being allowed to leave the dance to use the restroom because the old men monitoring the doors were convinced I was a youth....and finally, getting asked to dance by a 14 year old boy. How can you beat that kind of a weekend!
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Mission Accomplished
Can I just say this pictures captures perfectly how I felt the morning of our triathlon.
I definitely didn't sleep much the night before, and that didn't exactly calm my nerves.
There is something about participating in an event like a triathlon for the first time that is so unnerving. I felt like I didn't really know what was going on, and like everyone was staring at me the whole time! The triathlon we participated in was really pretty small, and low key, but I still felt totally uptight and nervous. It was really fun to have my parents in town, and to have them there to support us...but at the same time I felt really uncomfortable and self conscious that they were there snapping all kinds of pictures as we were getting ready to begin!
I went in to the race feeling really confident about my swimming. We only had to swim half a mile, and in my training I had gotten comfortable swimming a mile, so I thought it was going to be a piece of cake. Word of warning....Swimming in an open body of water like Lake Champlain is NOTHING like swimming in a pool. I won't go in to all the details....but the swimming killed me. It wasn't that it was super hard or anything, I just couldn't get into any sort of a rhythm cause the waves kept crashing over my head. I was convinced the rescue boat was going to come ask me if I needed to be rescued!
Unfortunately the swimming kind of shook me up, and I basically psyched myself out from that point on.
I finished the race, and I guess that was my only goal. I'm not sure I'll ever do another triathlon. I'm pretty good about working out on my own, without having a race to be training for. I found that I just felt a constant pressure to be training, and if I missed days, I just felt really guilty.
I do have to note...Ben was so supportive and sweet. He stuck by my side the entire time....even when most everyone passed me! I'm sure he could have done awesome, and completed the race with a great time, but he just stuck with me, and helped me fight through it! It really meant so much to me. I probably would have just thrown in the towel after the swim if he hadn't been there waiting by my bike cheering me on. So basically....he rocks!
I definitely didn't sleep much the night before, and that didn't exactly calm my nerves.
There is something about participating in an event like a triathlon for the first time that is so unnerving. I felt like I didn't really know what was going on, and like everyone was staring at me the whole time! The triathlon we participated in was really pretty small, and low key, but I still felt totally uptight and nervous. It was really fun to have my parents in town, and to have them there to support us...but at the same time I felt really uncomfortable and self conscious that they were there snapping all kinds of pictures as we were getting ready to begin!
I went in to the race feeling really confident about my swimming. We only had to swim half a mile, and in my training I had gotten comfortable swimming a mile, so I thought it was going to be a piece of cake. Word of warning....Swimming in an open body of water like Lake Champlain is NOTHING like swimming in a pool. I won't go in to all the details....but the swimming killed me. It wasn't that it was super hard or anything, I just couldn't get into any sort of a rhythm cause the waves kept crashing over my head. I was convinced the rescue boat was going to come ask me if I needed to be rescued!
Unfortunately the swimming kind of shook me up, and I basically psyched myself out from that point on.
I finished the race, and I guess that was my only goal. I'm not sure I'll ever do another triathlon. I'm pretty good about working out on my own, without having a race to be training for. I found that I just felt a constant pressure to be training, and if I missed days, I just felt really guilty.
I do have to note...Ben was so supportive and sweet. He stuck by my side the entire time....even when most everyone passed me! I'm sure he could have done awesome, and completed the race with a great time, but he just stuck with me, and helped me fight through it! It really meant so much to me. I probably would have just thrown in the towel after the swim if he hadn't been there waiting by my bike cheering me on. So basically....he rocks!
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