Father's Day

Last Saturday, my sisters and I decided to do something special with our dad for Father's day. The Sunday prior (actual Dad's day) I was in a car driving home from Utah (see previous entry). After thinking of the most brilliant idea- fishing- the cost and the heat persuaded me out of that idea and into the pool hall.

Before the game started, we went to our traditional breakfast location, Paul's Pantry, and ate too much food. But, don't worry- every bite was worth it.

The more I see my friends become mothers and fathers now, the more I have began to appreciate everything about my own parents. I know that probably sounds super cliché, but it's true. I can't think of a harder job then to be a mom or dad.

All I can think is, "Lord have mercy on my and my future children!"

Sure, there are qualities my dad does not posses that I wish he did, like being more talkative. But reality is- I do have the best dad in the world. I don't know any other person that has ever cared for me more than him, and his consistent actions show it. My dad has always been and will always be my number 1 fan. I hope that by God's grace, one day (soon) he will truly know how special he is to not only me and my family, but to the most important person of us all- Jesus Christ. Again, cliché? Probably. Sincere? More than anyone would ever know.

So I Went to Utah...

To see Brant and Rachel get married! Who knew the Curtis family was filled with a bunch of men who know how to cry? And the Weavers... I call them the Weepers! All of this in a good way, of course...

The wedding was beautiful.

But not as beautiful as the couple- and look at her dress! She is one hot mama.

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But... in order to get to the wedding, we had to drive there. And by "we" I mean Stacey, Hallie and myself enjoy eachother's company 24/7- including the looong days in the car.

And as Hallie says, "Our faces looked like this the whole time!"

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Except for when we were at Temple Square. Then our faces look like this:

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But I must say that our trip would not have been complete if it weren't for Stacey and Hallie insisting that I gamble for my first time in a Vegas hotel rather than a gas station... So I did.And then I won $5.

The End.

Personality Tests 101

Jon and I were going over our Myers Briggs. It made me remember my enneagram results. See the above posting to learn more. By the way, I am an ENFJ: [Warm, empathetic, responsive, and responsible. Highly attuned to the emotions, needs, and motivations of others. Find potential in everyone, want to help others fulfill their potential. May act as catalysts for individual and group growth. Loyal, responsive to praise and criticism. Sociable, facilitate others in a group, and provide inspiring leadership]. Jon says he is an ENTP [Quick, ingenious, stimulating, alert, and outspoken. Resourceful in solving new and challenging problems. Adept at generating conceptual possibilities and then analyzing them strategically. Good at reading other people. Bored by routine, will seldom do the same thing the same way, apt to turn to one new interest after another]. (I think he has ENTJ qualities as well). Maybe both? See http://www.myersbriggs.org/my-mbti-personality-type/mbti-basics/the-16-mbti-types.asp if you're interested in learning what your personality type is.

Only 215 days to go!

Only 215 more days until I will meet Jon in the Florida airport where we get to spend the next three weeks in his Naples home. I pretty much ask Jon everyday what we are going to do when we are there, but his answers seem to vary from ehh to aww... Besides waking up for prayer at 7am (yikes!), he promised to go on bike rides with me. Oh, and of course there is the beach. For some reason, what I'm looking forward to the most is hanging out with Ann and bringing a little more estrogen into the household! Beating up on the boys will be fun too, along with rolling in my tears from Chris' Christmas play I'm going to tell him to plan.

Before Jon and I leave La Mirada to go to Florida (him on the 14th and me on the 17th), Jon will graduates from Talbot University. Right now, he is hoping to get a job in Colorado, where his best friend was hired at a private Christian high school. As long as there is a solid Chrisitan church that needs help with their administration, I am all for Colorado :). I also know that Amy, BJ, and Matt would not mind it. Mama Boiko would though!

Well, that is all for now.

Miss Amy

You're blessed in life if you get a handful of great friends. I don't know how or why, but I have many many people who can make me smile just when I think about them.

This blog goes out to my wonderful friend who moved too far away from me, Miss Amy Louise Boespflug. She's out doing what she's wanted to do for a long time now, living overseas in NZ. Not only that, but she gets to work at an Indian Resturant. I know Jon is jealous of that! Anyways, my hat goes off to her for the courage she showed by traveling by herself to a place where she knew no one. I'm not surprised that she's made many friends quickly though.

One thing Amy has been talking to me about is the importance for a Christian community in her life. I've noticed that myself once I left living in the dorm rooms at Biola.

That is why I praise God for the Church. I love my job and I love my church congretations. I can't explain the importance of the body of Christ is in words, but just from my experience, nothing compares to it.

Amy, come home soon! I miss you buddy :)

Recently...

I traveled over to Israel with a group of 50 people. What an experience that was. To my surprise, I think I got something differernt out of it than I was expecting. With an opportunity like the one my parents gave me, I was expecting more of a "spiritual high" as I got to walk the same streets that Jesus did. Instead, I got to meet straigners and smell difference scents, witness how other people live, communicate, and love one another. I studied intercultural studies in my undergrad, but other than saying that, I don't know how else to explain the impact of being in a billion different cultures within 3 weeks had on me.