Monday, March 28, 2011

Mommyz and Poppyz

Moms and dads are great! Last weekend, Dave's parents came down to help me clean our house. I thought Mom was going to help me and Dad would go help Dave, but they were both there for me. Admittedly, I was more than slightly overwhelmed at the thought of them seeing our atrocious house, but it ended up being a huge help!


This weekend, a couple days ago, Mom and Dad were back down to try and help Dave with some business things. They weren't able to get much accomplished this trip, but we really appreciate the thought and trouble in them coming anyway.


I love talking to my mom. We've always had a pretty good relationship, but now that I'm a "grown-up" it's even better. The only thing is that I wish we weren't so far away. It could be a lot further, but a 2 hour drive is just enough to make it so that we don't get to see our parents as much as I sometimes might like.


I am grateful for moms and dads and all that they do!! Love you Mom and Dad and Mom and Pat.

Friday, March 18, 2011

Horror Story!!

On my way home last night I decided to stop at Wal-Mart and pick up a few things. That should have been easy enough, right? After spending about an hour meandering and putting serious thought into what I was buying, (for a baby shower and a few things for a friend,) I headed up front to check out. The cashier rung up my total and I swiped my credit card.
Conversation 1:
Cashier: "I'm sorry, there was an error. It didn't take your card."
Kim: (Thinking) "I'll try it again." So I tried it 2 more times, once myself, and once the cashier.
Cashier: "Do you have another card or cash with you?"
Kim: "No. I don't know... Let me run home and I'll be back."

I hopped in my car, rather upset at this point, that I'd have to drive 10 minutes home, only to go back to pick up my things. But, "oh well." I got home, grabbed my wallet with my other credit/debit cards, and went to head back to the store. I thought about trying to find some cash, but I really wasn't sure where to look.

I arrived back at Wal-Mart, in pretty good time. The cashier told me to go to the next lane and someone would get me rung up again. I tried using a debit card, which I didn't remember the pin to.

Conversation 2:
Cashier: "Sorry. It didn't take your card."
Kim: (Slight panic setting in; trying to remember the debit pin.) "Let me try it again."
Cashier: "It still didn't go through. Do you have a debit card? Maybe you could go get cash from the ATM."
Kim: "This one is debit, but I can't remember the pin." (Feeling rather flustered, tried a pin, which was wrong.)
Cashier: "Let me try running it. A lot of times it's our machine." (Still didn't work.)

At this point I was in tears. I had a couple other cards, which I hadn't activated. I tried calling Dave to see where he was, but he was still in Provo at the business. By now I was just sobbing and pretty much gave up.

Kim: "I'm really sorry, but I guess I'll just have to leave this here."
Cashier: "It's okay. This happens more than you think." (Didn't make me fell any better.)

So I left...bawling...without food...and SO embarrassed!! I guess these things happen, but I was mortified. Frankly, I'd be okay just avoiding stores for a while, but I really do need to go back and get a few things. So I guess I'll just have to step up and brave returning to a retail store.

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Out & About

This week has been awesome, as well as challenging. On Monday, Dave was able to get away in the evening and go to the Celtics/Jazz game. Dave likes the Jazz, when they are playing ANY other team than the Celtics. If it's Boston, there just isn't anything else. He got to go with one of his best friends, who had won the tickets at Christmas. The guys had fabulous seats. Dave told me that they were close enough "he could see the sweat" on the players!









It turned out to be a pretty good game. The Celtics ended up winning, but it was actually a close one. They also went to dinner at some Mediterranean place. Dave said it was alright. He was just glad to have something other than pizza or salad. :0)

On Tuesday we were able to sneak away to Cache Valley to visit the parents. First time since Thanksgiving we were in Logan/Smithfield. We had to do some things with the business before we could go; so it ended up being a short, short visit, but it was great to see our parents nevertheless.

We had lunch at Golden Corral with Dave's parents and dinner at my mom's. We sure love them all and were so glad to be able to go and see them. Logan isn't that far, but it has been ridiculously hard getting away from the business. We keep trying to move forward. I think Dave felt like we've taken a few steps back this week. Hopefully business will continue to go well though and Dave can see the progress we're making. I'm so proud of him for all that he's done thus far!!