Good Cause...

I ran across the article below and thought I would share. You all know I am nuts about animals, and I'd like to think an animal activist of sorts as well. I have had the opportunity of rescuing my cute Sushi and Kansas from a life in a shelter, and I have also fostered several kittens over the last few years as well. So, if any of you are looking for a kitty or puppy, take a look at this shelter. It doesn't mean that they are bad dogs or cats if they end up in a shelter, some of the greatest pets are taken to shelters for ridiculous reasons. And, last but not least, spay and neuter your pets people! Have you learned nothing from Bob Barker?!

ksl.com - S. Utah animal shelter faces overcrowding

Grateful

So I just found out that my dad was in a car accident last night. It was not his fault, and he walked away with only a few minor cuts and bruises. His truck is totaled, and the other people in the accident were not as lucky as he was. My dad was struck while going 55 miles an hour with the passenger side of the girls car. It spun my dad's truck about 3 blocks down the road while the girl who hit him continued to spin and was struck on the driver side by an SUV. She was killed in the accident and the driver of the SUV was taken to the hospital with minor injuries.

I just wanted to quickly say how grateful I am for my sweet dad and for the fact that Heavenly Father kept him safe. I have become very close to him over the last few years, something I have welcomed and appreciated more than anyone knows. He has always been a wonderful dad, and I have enjoyed getting to know him as a human being and a friend, not just my dad. I love and respect who he is, and what he has become in spite of some cards that were dealt him throughout his life.

He is a man who loves the Lord and completely trusts in him. He always has faith that the Lord is mindful of him, and that he can turn to him at anytime. I am completely grateful to my Heavenly Father for protecting my dad from harms way. I can't imagine losing him ever, let alone when he is so young. I am grateful that my prayers were answered and that my dad was kept safe. Our Heavenly Father truly does listen to our prayers, and for that I am grateful.

Want, want, want

All I can think about these days are three things I need. I sit around thinking about what I need to do to obtain these things. I would say they could come in any order, but they have to come in a certain order due to #3. So here they are:

#1

#2

#3Now if I only had a house so I could own a dog (stupid HOA once again), and the Nitro will make it possible for my baby mastiff to ride comfortably inside my vehicle (I'm completely opposed to dogs riding cage-free in the back of trucks. I could tell you some stories from my vet tech days which would change your mind too). And hopefully my mastiff will help me be somewhat content.

Once again, I am trying to find contentment in my life. Something I have not been blessed with. There have been few times in my life where I have felt that thing people know as content. Wish it was my friend and I knew it better, but alas I do not. So, if anyone knows Content well, please let it know I'm looking for it.

A little flighty, but means well....

So I often have people tell me I remind them of Phoebe from Friends. I also get Dori from "Finding Nemo" a lot too. Listen people, I know I'm a bit aloof, but I enjoy that I am like that. It is one of my favorite things about myself and I am extremely flattered when people say I'm like Phoebe. It's truly an honor.

The reason for the Phoebe reference is so you have a preface to this story. It will explain why I was absent for said meeting. So, two days ago we received our monthly newsletter from our HOA. I got hoodwinked into running for the board, I really REALLY didn't want to. I went to my first Relief Society picnic so as to get to know the ward better. Well, I sat across from our HOA president who doesn't take no for an answer.

Anyway, we get our HOA letter and it reads like this:

As you know, the annual HOA meeting was held on Saturday, July 18, 2009. Voting for new board members was to take place during this meeting. However, only one of the candidates, Denise Kimber, was present. Both Megan Jennings (that's me) and Chris Gomez failed to attend.

(it continues) As a community, this left us with a unique dilemma and created quite an uproar with the homeowners present (I caused an UPROAR people... Ah! HA! HA!). After much spirited discussion (uproar and spirited?! I love it!),, a motion was made to delay the voting for 30 days.

Here's where I'll step in. So two people present at the meeting volunteered to run for the board. Another motion was set to reconvene 24 hrs later. Well, no one let me know there was going to be a meeting 24 hrs later, but they called me out a second time saying I "failed to attend for a second time" (once again, I had no idea a second meeting existed, so they shouldn't be throwing me under the bus).

Last but not least, the re-vote is on Tuesday, August 18, 2009. Which is pretty hysterical because Quenten and I will be in Florida. Can't wait to see what they write about me next month! So much for trying to be a part of this ward and community...

Where in the Hell is Snoasis!!!!!

I apologize for the swear people, but this is a VERY serious matter! Today is the official opening of Snoasis, like every year for the past almost 10 years. So, Quenten and I were out to dinner and once we were done eating I said "Let's go get the first Snoasis of the season!" Well, we get to the Dan's on Highland where they have been every summer since they have existed. As we approached I saw a tiki hut and said "Hmmm... they must have upgraded their building. I like the old one better." As we got closer I didn't recognize the people working inside (yes, I know it is ridiculous that I know their employees, but I think it is family owned and so it's the same few people every summer. EXTREMELY nice people by the way, fabulous customer service.) Well, we were now close enough to see the sign that read "AFRICAN ICE." DEVASTATION!

For those of you people who have never had the blessing of a Snoasis, you don't understand the addiction of this place. There ice is PERFECT, and their method of loading flavor and cream is top notch. They do it in a three step process so they cover everything perfectly. And for those of you who have had African Ice, I'm sorry! It's NOT good! Not good at all!

The purpose of this blog is to see if anyone who reads this might know where in the trash I can find Snoasis! They better be somewhere or my life is ruined! Yes ruined!

SNOASIS! WHERE ARE YOU????!!!!!!

New Found Love....

I have found a new love in a little band called Muse. I truly and sincerely love how passionate they are. I always knew I liked their music, I just didn't know the name of the band. I'd hear one of their songs and blast my speakers to their breaking point and think "WHO ARE THESE PEOPLE! I LOVE THEM!" And then I found out their name. And from the pictures I found they aren't to shabby to look at either.

So there you go. If you don't know who they are, they sing the song at the end of Twilight when a certain someone is walking down the stairs. Not Edward, you could call him a certain someone too because he is THAT important. I have to call this person "a certain someone" as to not give something away. If you haven't seen Twilight yet, RENT IT! I was lucky enough to be given the DVD by my sister Ash. She knew I needed it, and so she gave it to me! Yeah! How sweet! That's all I have to say people. The end.

She's a Peach!

So I think all of you know how I feel about kids. And if you don't, let me just say I am not too fond. We'll leave it at that.

Well, my sister Marisk is (or was now) pregnant with the first baby of all of my siblings. They induced her early this morning and she was supposed to have this little baby girl around lunch time according to Marissa's doctor. Well, lunch came and went and dinner time came as well with no progress. I got to the hospital a little after 5 and sat and chatted with Mariss, my mom, and Cambria to pass some time and to try and cheer Marissa up.

The nurse came in and checked Marissa and there was still no progress so she called the doctor to come down and examine her as well. My mom took that as our que to leave and grab a quick bite to eat so Ryan and Marissa could talk to the doctor alone. Well, not 10 minutes later we got a call from Marissa saying that they were taking her to the O.R. for a c-section because the baby's heart rate was dropping.

We scarfed down our food and were back to the hospital in a jif (no joke, my mom was freaking out and didn't even let us finish dessert. If any of you know my family, you know dessert is the most important part of the day, so she was really freakin out). We waited for a while and then a nurse came around the corner and said "Are you the family of the c-section baby?" And we said "YES!" And she said "She's here! Come and see her!" So we all RAN to the window to see our chunky babe!

She is STUNNING people! STUNNING! I can't believe it! I just can't believe that Marissa's body knew what to do and created a perfect little person with 10 fingers and 10 toes! I burst into tears (which was an utter shock to me and everyone in my family). I just couldn't help it. She is a choice spirit of our Heavenly Father and Mariss and Ryan are so blessed to have her!

Cam and I both agree that her name is Peach. Yes Peach. Because that's what she is, a peach. So I will call her Peach for the rest of her life! I love her and I am so grateful that she is a part of our family!