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Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Anyway, back to the story. I was living at Alta apartments. At the time, I had 5 other roommates--which I might add--WE DID EVERYTHING TOGETHER. We studied, we ate, we shopped, we laughed, we talked, we visited other apartments together--so do you get it? The 6 of us were always together.
So, let me share with you the story--that was completely humiliating at the time of realization--but makes me laugh extremely hard now later in life. If you have been on BYU off-campus housing, the living room is in the front, then the kitchen and then there is a door that leads to 3 bedrooms and two bathrooms. This particular event, I was sitting in the living room talking with a friend. My other 4 roommates were at a meeting at church. So, that leaves me with 1 roommate at home--Liz. Okay, so the phone rings, Liz answers it. About 5 minutes later, she yells that the phone is for me. I answer it--this is how it goes...
"Hi, Michelle, this is Brad."
"Hey, do you want to go to the fireside tonight?"
"Sure-that would be great."
Liz enters the room and says that she is going to her parents home for dinner.
"How about I come over at 6:15. It will give us enough time to walk to the fireside."
"Great-see you at 6:15."
Brad hangs up. My 4 roommates arrive home and I inform them...
"Hey, Brad called. He is going with us to the fireside."
At 6:15 pm, there is a knock at the door. It is Brad-prompt as always. My roommate, Ang, answers the door. She comes into my room and tells me that Brad is here and she says:
"Michelle, I think it is a date."
"Oh, no, it is not a date. He called and talked with Liz and since, Liz was not going to the fireside, he probably asked who was going."
"No. Michelle, I really think it is a date."
"To a fireside, I don't think so. Just hurry and get ready and lets go."
Nikki walks in....
"Michelle, I really think that Brad thinks that he is going out with you tonight."
By this time, I am laughing..."No, he doesn't. It is not a date."
So, I walk out to the living room and say hi to Brad. Then, I turn to my roommates and tell them "let's go."
We walk to the fireside--5 girls and Brad. I am not really noticing the fact that Brad keeps trying to maneuver his way next to me. I guess, I was so clueless. We get to the fireside, they ask Brad to say the opening prayer and ask me to say the closing prayer. Brad made some kind of comment about how ironic it was that couple on a date would be asked to say the prayers. I looked him and said, "What are you talking about?"
OK, at this point, I still did not clue in. We found a bench. There was not enough room for Brad to sit with us. I wanted to sit with my roommates, so he sat across the isle from us.
No, I still did not clue in.
After, the fireside, he walked me (plus my 4 roommates home) and told me that he had brought some ice cream and sundae toppings for us to eat. I told him--great and then asked, "can I go get my friend, Dave. Dave and I were planning to play games later, but I am sure we can have some ice cream with you, first."
I could not figure out why Brad was so rude to us while we were eating ice cream. My roommates were having bits of hysterical laughing and had to leave the room. NO!! I did not clue in that Brad had asked me out on a date and I had brought along 4 of my roommates and now, Dave.
ONE WEEK LATER...YES!!! I did, FINALLY, clue in. (After I read the most detailed rendition of our DATE that Brad had wrote in a letter to me. Believe me, it was not very nice!) I have never been more mortified to find out that it was a date. Why did he not tell me that in the first place? Have you ever heard--Hey, Michelle, do you want to go on a DATE with me?
A couple of months later, he had forgiven me enough to hear my side of the story. My points to the story was...he hung out with all of us all the time, we served as FHE Mom & Dad together--so he was always over at my apartment planning, we all studied together, we all shopped together, see I thought Brad was just one of us. Who would have thought he would ask one of us on a real date?
(exerpt from Michelle's journal)
Monday, February 25, 2008
Melissa, Vieve, Terry, and Julie took me to lunch at Chili's. It was absolutely devine and delicious!!! I chose Chicken Quesadilla's. Oh, it was yummy and scrumptious!! Thanks you guys--I am spoiled!!
Vieve, knowing that I do not like cake, decided to plan a different type of birthday treat for such a fabulous celebration. CHEESECAKE & STRAWBERRY ICE CREAM!!! Two of the most delicious treats ever. YIPPEE SKIPPEE!!! Thanks Vieve & Melissa for such a delicious treat.
Then, it was off to dinner--Mom, Melanie and I ate at BK's (long story, but completely hilarious). Yep, it was delicious! Thanks MOM!!!
Tonight was even more celebration with my family. Rootbeer floats, sugar cookies and lots and lots of presents!!! THANKS!!! I have a FABULOUS family!!! Thanks for all you do for me!!
Sunday, February 24, 2008
I have been "down under" the past two days. No, I have not been in Australia or any other exotic place. Unless you would call my bedroom exotic--which I would not. Anyway, I have been down under my blankets in bed. I tried so hard not to get this yucky virus that has been plaguing everyone around me--but I caught it. I came down with all the yucky cough, head, nose & chest congestion, fever and everything else that pertains to this yucky stuff. Anyway, other than phone calls to my mom, I have slept and slept and slept some more.
Today, I went looking for a dvd in the house--something to watch other than flipping channels while I dozed in and out of sleep. I found one that I really want to recommend. It is called "The Ultimate Gift".
This story is amazing. It just keeps on giving. Anyway, th story is about Jason Stevens. His VERY wealthy grandfater dies and Jason anticipates a big inheritance. Instead his grandfather has devised a plan to help Jason understand twelve important gifts that will lead up to the ultimate gift. He goes on a journey of self-discovery finding what is most important in life.
I, absolutley, loved this movie. In fact, I watched it twice today. It brought a lot of tears, but it was worth all the coughing that were caused by those tears. So, if you want to watch a movie that will impact you and family and will teach them about life lessons and the importance of character, this is the film to see.
--THE GIFT OF LOVE
Friday, February 22, 2008
Mid morning, I received a phone call from my mom. She was in tears and extremely upset. She had just received news that my cousin, Kelly, had been killed in a car accident. She was taking her grandson, Bryer, home when she hit a telephone pole and then a tree. Bryer was flown to Primary Children's Hospital with critical injuries. Kelly was transported to a hospital where the doctors and nursed worked on Kelly for over an hour. She quietly passed from this life not too long after that. My heart hurts for feelings that we are all experiencing today. She was definitely the ROCK in her family that kept them all together. I just do not understand why someone who is needed so much is taken from this life to the next.
So, as I sat at my desk, I wanted to focus on things that I could remember about her. I started making a mental list of some of my favorite things that I loved about Kelly. One of my favorite things is that she was always laughing. She was and is such a cheerful person. It did not matter what was happening, she was always joking around and laughing. She could turn not-so-good things into pretty good things. She had that gift--the gift to help others lighten up. She was simply crazy. Oh, just a side note, she introduced me to homemade Oreo cookies. She brought them camping one year and they were such a hit. I still remember sitting around the camp fire as she shared these most delicious cookies with us--then explained step by step how she made them. Oh, it was great!!
So, I wonder why she was taken at this time. I know that we will not know, but it is a question that keeps popping in and out my head. A couple of weeks ago, my mom was in Walmart when she ran into Kelly. Kelly gave her the hugest hug and then, they talked for awhile. I can not help thinking that Mom and Kelly were suppose to run into each other that day and share that moment. I wonder what would happen if we knew that the moment that we shared with someone was the last moment we had with them here on earth? Or is it best to not know?
I think back to the moment that my grandma passed from this life--that last moment. I would never take that moment away. My mom and I sat there with grandma as she took her last breath. We were holding her hands. I could not think of a better place to be that night than where we were. I am grateful for the most special experience that anyone could ever had. YES, it was extremely difficult--but we did know that that moment was the last time we would see her alive until the next life.
So, as I think of Kelly tonight. I think of her up in heaven with Grandma and Grandpa. What a glorious reunion. I can just imagine Grandma with her arms around Kelly as they sit watching over the family.
Kelly--we will miss you!! and Bryer, we are praying for you!!
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Friday, he starts his new adventure. Stay tuned to find out what is happening in the life of Nertz....
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
And have a delightful day (no matter what day it is!!)
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Sunday, February 10, 2008
She will be in the hospital for at least 3 weeks. She has to have Chemo every other day for 8 days. She was so up beat about everything. She was amazing. Her laughter was contagious. Her smile was glorious. As she shared with us all the events that took place this past week--leading up to the diagnosis, tears just streamed down my eyes. I could not even imagine all that she has gone through. She found the positive in everything that she was telling us. It was great--I learned so much from that visit. One thing that I have always admired about Sarah is that she is caught up with ALL the good things in life. She is happy and always looks for the positive things. What an amazing person!! I could not help to think that she has the right frame of mind to conquer this ugly battle. She can do it!!
As Dalene and I left her hospital room, we both looked at each other and said, "What an inspiration!" Though we were only there for an hour, she had helped me understand so many things. We both received so much comfort from her. As we left the hospital, the peaceful feeling that comes over your heart when you are doing what you are suppose to do--was with us tonight. Sarah, I will continue to hope and pray for you. Thanks for ALWAYS being an inspiration to me.
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
Saturday, February 2, 2008
We arrived at the Conference Center at 5:05 pm--and this is what awaited us....
It definitely was not a 20 minute wait...we waited in the cold for over 3 hours. YES!!! 3 hours. It was so cold. We were not prepared for what we had to endure. In fact, there were a lot of people not prepared for what was taken place. The temperature and the wind was almost unbearable.
Every 15 minutes or so, I would ask Kaylie if she wanted to head back to Provo. Everytime, she would say that she was okay. It was not until we had waited in the cold for 3 hours that the cold turned Kaylie to tears--huge tears. Since the beginning of our waiting period, we had been right behind some BYU students (3 guys and 2 girls). They were really nice. In fact, they were truly life savers that last 30 minutes. I kept asking Kaylie if she was ready to turn back...even through the tears...she still wanted to wait. One of the guys in the group took his coat off and wrapped Kaylie in it. Then he said, "It is Kaylie Sandwich Time!" At that moment, the group of people that we were standing with, closed the circle around Kaylie and tried to get her a little warmer. I am thankful so thankful for those sweet BYU students. We huddled together and then, finally...after 3 1/2 hours of waiting outside, we were able to enter the conference center. Once inside, we were able to at least THAW OUT. Kaylie grabbed my hand and said, "Chelle, this is where I want to be." At that moment, I knew that we had endured the cold just so that a 11 year-old girl could see the Prophet.
Then, we were taken to the inside of the Conference center where we were seated for approximately 2 more hours. We were able watch a Tribute to President Hinckley. At one moment, the guy that is over all the events for the church came over and talked to us. He said that they had filled the lower level of the Conference Center 10 times today. He was talking to us about the Prophet. It was really interesting and fascinating to listen to him. He told us that there were 2 refrigerated Semi's outside full of flowers for the funeral and that the florists that were there arranging the flowers would be there until 6am Saturday morning. WOW!!!
At around 10:45 pm, we were led out of the Conference Center and taken to the Hall of Prophets. Words can not describe the feeling as we passed by President Hinckley's casket. It was amazing and incredible!! What a wonderful man!! Once outside the Hall of Prophets, Kaylie said, "This was worth it!!" She commented on how she could not remember the cold and how glad she was to be there and to see him. I would have to say, "It was worth the wait!!"
I will deeply miss President Hinckley. He is an amazing man. He taught me the importance of serving our fellow man, being kind, having gratitude and faith. Both his example and words helped me find the focus of my life, the quality of my character. I am grateful to have the opportunity to attend his viewing and see it through a sweet little nieces eyes. If everyone could have seen the look in her eyes as she passed by his casket, they would know that he truly was a Prophet--her eyes bore testimony of it!!!