I Say It Best When I Say Nothing At All.....

On Friday morning, my neighbor and friend, Todd asked me to go horseback riding with him up Yellow Fork.  On our way up the canyon, I spotted some large birds in somebody's driveway. "Oh wow," I exclaimed, "look at that!  They have peacocks." As we got closer, I realized they weren't peacocks.  Rather than look stupid, I corrected myself. "Oh, no!  They're pheasants." Todd looked over, then looked at me and said, "they're turkeys."

Per Matthew's request, I took him to the bathroom at some point during Sacrament Meeting today.   While he was taking care of business, I looked at the person staring back at me in the mirror.  I wasn't content at just looking at the handsome devil staring back.  I winked at him and grinned. The person staring back did the same.   I then flexed my muscles and the person staring back at me did the same. I then raised both hands above my head and moved them in 4/4 time, as if directing the Mormon Tabernacle Choir.  The person staring back at me did the same. I then did some Karate moves and chopped at imaginary blocks in front of me; the person in the mirror did the same. Content that the person in the mirror, was in fact, me.  I looked at Matthew to see if he was finished with his business.  He stared at me 'wide-eyed' and said, "dad, why are you acting like a monkey?" I guess I need to work a bit on my form.

"Hello lover." I had just pulled into the garage and walked into the house to say hi to my wife before I was about to head out the door again for work. This had become a rare opportunity with our hectic schedules; both of us trying to juggle school and full-time jobs. I crossed the kitchen and embraced Coralee and kissed her gently. "I guess I'll see you late tonight?" It was stated more as a question because of the uncertainty I'd be awake when she got home from work. The question was more for myself than for her. "I hope so," she answered with a smile. I walked to our bedroom and retrieved a backpack filled with things I used at work. I said my goodbyes and then walked into the garage. To my horror, the car, which I had just parked, was missing. The garage door was open, which wasn't much of a surprise to me because I had left it open knowing I was only going to be home for a few minutes. I immediately broke into a sweat. My heart was r...