Now I'm *really* going private...promise...

I've gone back and forth on the matter a couple of times and actually posted, then deleted the post announcing it, because I thought I was just being paranoid. But watching my live feed include visitors from Lisboa, Pakistan and other countries where I have *zero* connections and not even 6 degrees of separation could link me there, it wierds me out. So until someone can explain to me how these people are finding my blog, I'm going private...let me know if you still want to visit and I'd love to add you!

Ten Honest things??

I was tagged by a friend to give 10 honest things about myself. Frankly, "honest things" is just code for "freak flags", but if you're curious, here I go...

1)I don't like sarcasm. I used to think it was funny and a valuable skill to have. Now I just think it's mean and not a particularly creative form of humor.

2)I like predictability and as such, I like being on time, HATE being late; and once a plan has been made, it stresses me out when things change at the last minute-even if i'm the one to change the plans ;)

3)I prefer small gatherings to big groups.

4)I love learning new things- still.

5)I love shoes in theory, but prefer to go barefoot 9 times out of 10.

6)I don't like things that hop, fly or jump. (except dogs. they jump and it doesn't bother me. cats, grasshoppers, crickets, moths, frogs, birds, bats....forgetaboutit...YUCK.) and speaking of cats....when they rub up against me I have to concentrate so I don't shudder...in fact, the other day Tim and I were at a member of the bishopric's and one of his cats jumped up on my lap. He asked me if I liked cats and *I lied right to his face and said, "Oh yeah, they don't bother me"* Do I need to go back and tell him I lied? I can picture it now..."Um...Brother _____, I'm really sorry, but as far as cats go, your pets really are quite pretty, but I *can't STAND* them...especially when they jump on me and expect me to pet them....I just really didn't want to hurt your feelings."..... I'm thinking I'm going to just let that one slide.... moving on.

7)If I had a day all to myself, I would spend 70% of it in a bookstore- Preferably Joseph-Beth Bookstore in Lexington- a 2-story slice of heaven.

8)Now that I'm a little older and hopefully a little wiser, I realize that my parents were right about 97% of the time, and I'm glad they knew it.

9)Apparently, I like statistics.

10)I get a lot of good ideas- but sometimes have a hard time following through with them...I think I'm getting better, but I just get distracted so eas.....

I tag Darla, Garity, Denae, Angie, Liz, Michelle and Susan....and anyone else who wants to play...

Mercy me, guess who's 3?

Since becoming a mother, it's come to me that one of the things I want most for my children is for them to have tough skin and soft hearts. Our little lou-lou seems to have both, with a dash of feisty-ness tossed in. She's always saying/doing/showing us things that make us wonder how we got so lucky. A couple of my favorite madison-isms so far:
"I best friend wis you", "You my favorite." (or lately, as she's said to me, "I like Daddy better. I like Natty better. I like Dallin better, and I like baby better. I not like you better." But I've since fallen back into her good graces.)
We love her infectious laugh (which often means she's up to no good!), creativity, and her funny spit-fire disposition....she's been known to be the designated-diaper-checker for her friends as they were potty-training, and the lap-nazi in nursery.

Happy Birthday, Lou-lou! We love you :)

Yeaaaah, buddy....work that red leather jacket and upside down shades.... did I mention how much we love her?!