I have been extra clumsy lately. In one night I tripped over our Internet cord and pulled it out of the computer, knocked over a glass of water on the floor, and opened a cupboard door into my face. I got a cut and bruise right below my eye. The next day I glued BOTH hands to a superglue bottle. I was gluing with my right hand an noticed that it was stuck. So I used my left hand to try and pull it off, but it got stuck instantly. It was a scary few moments thinking that my hands would forever be glued to a dumb, tiny bottle.

Thurm and I had a semi-fun weekend. We decided to go to Wendover just for kicks. The deal was we each had $20 to gamble. And if we earned enough money for a hotel room we'd stay the night. We walked into the first casino called The Red Garter. "Skeezy" was the best word that we came up with to describe this place. It was depressing. I instantly regretted our weekend getaway choice. Watching the people in this place sucked all the hope and joy out of me. They were all addicts and unhappy. Addicts of alcohol, smoking, gambling and who knows what else. It made me thankful for my lifestyle, that I have boundaries and the only thing I am addicted to is sugar (which I'm trying to get control of). We got out of there and found a "classier" casino. To make a long story short, we were up $15 a one point and we were pretty certain we were going to get our hotel room. But quickly lost it and the rest of our money. I think Thurm and I both had a crazed "just $5 more dollars" look in our eye at different points during the night. But we got out of there before the neon lights and mirrors sucked us in forever.

Married, Filing Jointly

Thurm and I have an on-going argument about what procrastination is. A big difference between the two of us is our 'speed.' Thurm belongs on a beach with all the other relaxed, easy-going people of the world. I am a little more tightly wound. When I think of something I need to do, I do it as soon as possible so I don't forget (I'm pretty forgetful). A recent example of our differences is that I have wanted to find out how we should file for our taxes this year. Do we need a professional? Should we file married, but separate? I have no idea. I have barely made it through my single-only debt is a car- taxes each year. So this has been hanging over my head for about a month. I keep procrastinating looking into how we need to do our taxes. Thurm's argument is that its not procrastination yet because I still have two months to file. But my point is that its been bothering me for a month and I still haven't done it. I guess we will agree to disagree. The good news is that I finally talked to someone at H&R and was advised that we can do it ourselves and to file married-jointly. Whew! Glad I have that monkey off my back.

Four Crushes and a Wife

Thurman and I went to a double wedding of two sisters on Saturday night. Thurm has been friends of this family for years and at least 2 of the four sisters have had crushes on him. Thurm's ex-girlfriend also attended. And a women who was in-love with Thurm for years, but the sentiments weren't returned by him. It was so strange knowing that I was the women who finally snagged him and that 4 other women were carefully critiquing me that night. I met and made small talk with all these girls and they were all really nice. It was sort of surreal experience, but at the same time was flattering knowing that I was the one Thurm chose to love : ) It goes to show that anyone who takes the time to get to know quiet Thurman, loves him. And it had to make Thurm feel pretty good being in a room of adoring women : )

The president of our company sent an email to all of us telling us about a way we can help the man who was shot at Trolly. The company has set it up so all of us employees can donate some of our vacation time or money to help him while he's in the hospital. That is so cool : ) It made me feel really good that even though there are horrible things in the world, there are still alot of REALLY good people.

One of the men that was shot at Trolly Square works at my work. He is still alive and in stable condition at the hospital. It was a scary event. Not only because Trolly is such a familiar place to me but because a co-worker was involved. Too close for comfort. It made me sad thinking about the 18-yr old boy who did the shooting. What has life brought him that made him take those extreme actions? And it made me sad thinking about the innocent people who were shot. They were just in the wrong place at the wrong time. What if they had lingered in a store for 10 more minutes, or decided to go to a different mall that night. I feel so safe in my little city of Salt Lake, death and guns are not apart of my reality. I can't imagine living in a country, like Iraq, where people getting shot is an everyday event.

New Things in My Life

Pandora.com -AKA Thurm’s New Addiction. It’s this website that plays similar artists as the ones you already like. For instance, you type in “Jack Johnson” and then it makes a whole radio station made up of music that is similar to Jack Johnson’s style. It’s great.

A Blue Finger- Well, really just a blue cut. I cut my finger while washing a knife, really, really deep. I put it in a mini-splint for 2 days and I thought it had pretty much healed, but it had not. I put a liquid band-aid on it for a few days. Still not healed. And now it is blue, but is almost closed. Should I be concerned?

A new work cube- The whole company moved cubes on Friday. All 200 of us, at 2:30 sharp. I’m now in the middle of the building and have a slightly larger-end isle-cube. I think I’m going to bring some decorations. But I hate labeling myself. Like if I brought flowers everyone will think I’m girly. Or if I bring some of my Taiwan décor, then I’m labeled by that. It’s the same principal that prevents me from putting a bumper sticker on my car. I don’t want to box myself into some image.

A new level in my marriage- I let Thurm read my on-line journal from Taiwan. He read my personal thoughts about when we were first dating. It was pretty embarrassing. Is that healthy? Should he know my every thought? I need some sort of filter on myself don’t I?

I am trying to wake up at 7am each morning to exercise. So far, one morning it has happened. Thurman wants to run the NYC Marathon in November and wants me to run the 10k. haha. But I am going to make an effort. I've put on the 15 pounds from being married and its time for it to come off. Too bad Thurm is such a great cook.

Tonight we are going to the temple with our friend Janey. We have gone to the temple every month since we've been married. And its been at a different temple each time. There are enough temples in Utah that we could probably do a different one every month for the next year.