June in a nutshell

A few things from June...

1.) Adyson and Josh came to Utah!

Adyson LOVED taking the dogs on walks....many times a day


This is what she does when you tell her to smile


We took her for a train ride


She didn't want me to take her picture

Sweet

Josh & Zayden

2.) Zayden Got to go on his first stroller ride.

How cute are his shoes?

3.) Grandma and Grandpa came to visit

They got to go on a train ride too.

3.) Dan got to play in the Hogs and Hydrants softball game....almost....it ended up getting rained out.

There's work to be done

Here's how my morning has gone thus far....

7:45 phone rings, it's work. I ignore it.

7:48 listen to my message "Hi Julie, you were supposed to be to work at 7:30. Running a little late?"

7:49 Panic. Jump out of bed and put on yesterdays clothes. Gross. DANGIT! I stayed at my mom's house because my grandparents came to visit and Dan was at work.....so those were the only clothes I had....orrr I just really like to wear the same clothes 2 days in a row? You decide.

7:50 Start driving toward work.

7:51 Debating with myself about whether or not I should take the time to go home and get my laptop & makeup.

7:55 Decided I would rather die than go to work with nothing to do....aka my laptop

8:05 Run up the stairs to my house

8:06 look at my hair in the mirror.....YIKES...no time to fix....pony tail

8:10 Washed my face, brushed my teeth....I may be disgusting enough to wear the same clothes two days in a row, but I draw the line at greasy face and dirty teeth.

8:13 grab laptop, makeup & granola bar

8:14 Realize this is going to be a long day....really really long

8:15 run to my car & drive to work

8:27 Only 57 minutes late....impressive

8:35 Phone call from psych ward dining room "This is Marty Schwartz. I mean, Dr Schwartz. I need an outside line." Me: Who are you trying to reach sir? "I need to call some family members. This about security stuff, CIA stuff." Me: CLICK

8:37 Ahhhh....this is going to be a great day.

Father's Day

Today is fathers day. A holiday I have never really celebrated. I look forward to having children and making this a special day for Dan in the future, but for now it is just another Sunday for me. My whole life I have had people ask me "How do you feel about your dad?" (In fact, my mom just asked me that question today.) I have never really had an answer until I saw "my dad" a few weeks ago for the first time in 6 years....I say "my dad" because he was not the dad I remember. He was old, gray, unkempt. Ever since that day I have been asking myself the same question, how do I feel about my dad?


In one word, sad.


Not so much sad for myself, but sad for him. Sad that he missed out and continues to miss out on so much.. Sad that his grandchildren and his son in law will never know the real Grandpa Don....the funny, light hearted, athletic, good looking, compassionate Grandpa Don. Instead, they will see a completely different man who is selfish, dishonest, and apathetic. A man who let his addictions get the best of him. Growing up I never really minded not having a dad around. I didn't know any different. In fact, I thought other families were weird for having a dad at their house all the time. It seems that the older I get, the more I realize how much I missed out on not having him around....rather, how much HE missed out on. He never got to see my first steps, hear my first words, see my first art work hanging on the fridge. He never got to see me grow up, graduate, move away to college, get engaged, get married, buy my first house. He never saw my happy moments or my sad moments. If only he knew how much he was missing!


I also feel blessed (in a weird twisted way) to have him as my dad. In all honesty, he has been a terrific example of what NOT to be. He has shown me what addiction does to a person, to a family. He has shown me where CTL (choosing the left) instead of CTR (choosing the right) takes you.....and it's not to a happy place. Also, in his short periods of soberness, he has taught me about love, service, and compassion. We saw his old home teaching companion a few months ago, and he told us that my dad was the best home teaching companion he had ever had. Never missed a month, mowed their lawns, checked up on them, truly cared. That is the dad I wish to remember.

So for today, I will remember my real Dad, not the addict.



Maybe I will dig up a picture of him and scan it in tomorrow...until then, enjoy my future children's Daddy-O.

First Photo shoot

Joni got Zayden's pictures taken today. Here are a couple of them. Isn't he cute?

2 A.M. ranting

I've reached my limit of stupid. Seriously. Could Utah drivers suck any worse? I will answer this. No. No they can't. It took me 2 1/2 hours to get to clinicals tonight. It normally takes me around an hour and twenty minutes....weaving in and out of all the lackadaisical idiots of course. Does anyone in this state know the meaning of a SPEED LIMIT. This is not a suggestion people. This is a law. Going 40 on a 65 MPH road is NOT acceptable. It's just not. Just because 4 raindrops fell on your windshield does not mean you can slow down to a crawl on I-15. If you can't handle a little rain now and then, I suggest you move to the dessert where the sun always shines and (if we're lucky) you die of heat. It's like no one around here has a sense of urgency....ever. How do these people get anything done? If it took me 45 minutes to get to the grocery store that is 30 seconds away from my house, my house would always be a wreck, my laundry would never be done, and dinner would never be made. I am the most boring person on earth and I still have things to get done, people to see, places to go, and a time frame to do it in. Why doesn't anyone else in Utah? The worst part is the speed limit isn't the only major problem. No one uses turn signals, everyone rides their brakes, a red light is a "suggestion" to stop, everyone stares at the other three cars at a four way stop like stupid monkeys, & no one knows what yield means. Not to mention the fact that I have seen MULTIPLE people drive on the wrong side of the road (this is a habit of the Logan-ians). Oh, and how about the idiots that get in the right turn lane at a stop light, and decide last minute that they really want to turn left....yeah, you can imagine the obscene gestures that flare when that happens. All I can say is you better be glad I don't take laws as suggestions like the rest of Utah....otherwise we would need more cemeteries.

Miss Ady

With all of the excitement of a new baby in the family, I haven't blogged about our trip to Twin Falls to see Josh & Adyson. We went Saturday morning and came home Sunday afternoon just before Zayde was born. Adyson got to sleep with grandma Saturday night. She woke up at 4:30am because the dogs were barking outside. She went and stood by the window (with her hand on her hip I might add) and yelled "SAGIE! Stop barking! I am going to spank your bum. It's fine, it's JUST the wind!" Then she got back in bed and said "Jeez, she acts like she lost her marbles!" How hilarious is she?! 3 years old and already sassy!

Here are some pictures of the little Missy.
(I have no idea why the pictures are scattered all over)