Isn't it funny when I put entries on here that no-one wants to touch?

I want to help save Prairie but I don't know who the board members are or how to contact them.  Can someone help?

Brent and I were married 9 years ago today.  Wow! It has gone by fast.  I remember not being able to sleep the night before even with the help of sleeping pills and warm milk.  It all felt so strange that all these people were doing all this stuff for me.  It was a little uncomfortable.  I tried to take it all in stride.

I had just turned 24 three days before and Brent was only 22.  We were so young. 

The ceremony went by in a fog.  I remember bits and pieces of it.  I remember a lot of laughter.  There always seems to be a lot of laughter surrounding us.  I remember looking at Brent, wanting to make some kind of connection in the midst of all the sights, sounds and people but for some reason it was elusive.  I was struggling not to see him as a stranger as I faced him at the alter.  It is difficult to describe.  I just wanted a connection.

My new little niece who was 4 at the time stole the show.  She was my flower girl.  A pretty little thing in a blue dress with an irrepressible wit and charm.  I remember my beautiful new sister in law who had just graduated high school, who agreed to be one of my bride's maids.  I remember my very pregnant friend who glowed as she walked down the aisle.  I remember my best friend, my maid of honour, who was like a loving sister and did so much for this day.

I was afraid to be alone with my new husband.  I knew exactly what he wanted.

For some reason, I was so nervous about being with Brent.  By the time of the reception, I still had not been able to achieve that connection I was looking for.  I wanted to find my sweet heart, the guy who could make me laugh uncontrollably with just a look but there was just too much going on.

I had planted a black pair of pants under my chair at the head table the day before.  We staged a gag where Brent would dip me and kiss me and I would then dip him and kiss him but end up 'accidentally' dropping him.  While down on the floor I grabbed the pair of pants and threw them in the air making it seem we were up to something down there.  It got a lot of laughs.

I got that connection later.  There was nothing to be worried about.  I wonder if all new brides go through this. 

Now it is 9 years and 2 kids later and we are still connected.  I can't fit that wedding dress anymore, I'm not even going to try it on.

As a mom, I have come to enjoy some new coffee flavours that I think should be sold in stores.  Who can resist 'dirty crayon'?  How about 'slobbery toy'?  And my favourite 'old apple juice'.  Maybe you like your coffee hot or maybe you like it iced but you should really give luke warm a try. 

Don't get me wrong, I love my kids.  Here's a picture of them.

What is the purpose of the Church?

No-one seems to know.  Do you?

Lately, Delaney has been walking around on her own and refuses to be carried around.  A couple of weeks ago, we took her to the hospital to get her ears checked out and she walked around while we waited.  She really liked the glass, automatic doors leading outside.  She attempted a few escapes.  These doors lock at 9:00pm and you have to be let in.  When we were leaving, I went into the little part between the locked doors and the outside doors and waited for her to activate the doors to get out because she seemed to enjoy doing this.  For some reason, Brent came out to where I was too and we realized too late that we couldn't get back in to get her.  She thought it was really funny when she saw us crouching down and calling her name through the glass to try and get her to come toward the doors to open them.  Instead of coming toward the doors to activate the automatic opener, she started toddling away.  I was about to press the buzzer when someone came from inside and let us in.  We scooped her up and left feeling sort of stupid.  How could we both get locked out and leave Delaney inside?  It was funny.