What do I know.

My birthday has come and passed.  I am 30 years old.  It was a fine birthday, I rushed home from my ABPA Conference in San Antonio to have dinner with my brothers, sisters, sister-in-law and Ana.  They brought my chocolates, flowers, a desk ornament of a man on a toilet, and a purse.  It was lovely.   I enjoyed making a list of 30 things to do before I'm 30.  It gave me something to work on that was challenging, and added that last bit of stress I was missing while trying to juggle everything else going on in my life.  I wasn't able to finish everything, but I don't regret the things I accomplished and I hope it doesn't diminish the things I did accomplish.  To make myself feel better about my shortcomings, and utter failure, I compiled a list of everything else I did instead of everything I thought I wanted to do....... Visited Mexico and ate lots of new things. Went to Disneyland and didn't freak out...too bad. Taught myself Joo...

I didn't quite finish the Book of Mormon, I have no good excuse, there was plenty of time.  By my birthday I had about 100 pages left, and meant to read it on the plane ride home from San Antonio, but instead I fell asleep.   I never get tired of reading this book. Every time I open it I find reason to hope, I feel the love of my Heavenly Father, and I'm able to continue forward with a more confidence and faith in the future and the blessings instore for me and everyone else. Here are a few thoughts from my reading that I really enjoyed: My soul standeth fast in that liberty in the which God hath made us free. Begin to be up doing. ...only let your sins trouble you. ..God ceaseth not to be God, and mercy claimeth the penitent. ...deal justly, judge righteously and do good continually wickedness never was happiness time only is measured to unto men. some have wrested the scriptures, and have gone far astray because of this thing... there are many mysteries wh...

I went scuba diving just before Christmas.  This was a special dive, my very first in the real, live ocean.  Instead of sinking in some hot spring in the snowy mountains of Utah I swam with bright, colorful fish, slimy eels, fat turtles, and playful dolphins.   I got to see what a real life ocean shelf looks like, as I accidentally dove the deepest I've ever been, to the chagrin of my dive leader/instructor man.  But as a result I did get to scuba dive while holding hands the whole rest of the time.   In the course of the adventure I became friends with a single older lady, and a (newly) single young Australian man who's ex-girlfriend missed out on the most amazing dive of all time.  Nothing brings people together like a lively, languid, sea sport. Joey and me snorkeling. The closest picture I have to scuba diving.

Done and Done. Check it out, the good, the bad, the ugly, and the pitiful.

The only lovely and delicious egg foo yong is at Utah Noodle.  This recipe I found is the most common type of egg foo yong, I"m not a fan.  I prefer a block of egg fo yong, not a pancake.  Pancakes are for seniors.

The successfulness of the task is self-explanatory, but I did try.