Update

Pink shirt guy? Remember him? Yeah well, I've now decided that he's gay. Why? He gave the point and shoot/wink to some guy as we were leaving the office.

I pointed him out to Lisa saying, "Lis, that's the cute guy from my office!"

Her response? "That's the gay guy from your office!"

Apparently I have terrible taste in men.

What I've decided

Pink shirts. Not that cute on men. And, for some reason they were everywhere in my office today.

No big deal right? I can be ok with that.

There was the guy in the magenta; my boss, in dusty rose-ish color and he's married; even a guy in a peach (kind of pinky right?) and he's a baby daddy.

But, I'll tell you what, I was not ok with the only young, nice, attractive, single guy in the office walking by in a pink shirt.

Disappointed would be an understatement. Devastated would be exaggerating a little much. Slightly crushed maybe?

But, I walked by his desk later--No, I wasn't doing a "walk by" I actually had a purpose of walking by and it would definitely have been out of the way to go a different way. So ANYWAY, I walked by and I decided that someone who takes their dry cleaning to work with them and has it sitting in their office must be at the bottom of their pile and in need of laundry and is therefore still available.

Yes!

(Because lets be honest, having an office crush on someone gay is just kind of pathetic don't you think? So, he's straight until the next pink shirt incident. And lets hope that happens on laundry day again!)

Dream Jobs

If you've ever talked to me (or an female member of my family for that matter) as summer comes around you will know that we LOVE weddings. Seriously love them. I may or may not read a few wedding blogs daily and I have decided a few dream jobs for me would involve the wedding world.

Dream Jobs:

1. Wedding planner
2. Wedding inspiration giver (that I just made up myself, but it sounds pretty nice)
3. Art museum tour guide (obviously not surrounding weddings, BUT, people do have their receptions at museums sometimes...)

Ok, there is a few because I want to get to the most exciting part about this little blog post. Last night as I was driving home from the airport having spent the last seven hours of my day traveling from Portland Oregon back to Washington DC (and it was waaaaay past my bedtime) but, I got a text wondering if I was still up, I gave my answer, which resulted in a phone call from Liz telling me she was engaged! You can read the story HERE on Mark's blog (and I think you should. It's totally worth it).

(Thanks Mark for letting me steal your picture. I just can't resist a fantastic picture of my lovely Liz looking so pretty!)

Anyway, what does Liz getting engaged really have to do with my dream jobs?? Well, nothing. Except, LIZ, give me a few details (ie, colors, venue, date, you know, the usual) so I can start scouring the wedding blogs and fantastic other things online and I can feel like a really awesome wedding planner!

PS- A long long time ago in November I once posted a video created by a guy in New York who had taken my dear Liz out on a few dates. I posted the video with the comment, "Created by Mark Weinberg (who I don't know, but might someday...)" well, now he's marrying Liz. So maybe I should add Wish-Maker-come-true-er to my dream jobs. (Though maybe it would have to be my wish coming true... Any takers?)

Three Years Ago

On this day, three years ago I got on an airplane to return home from my mission. April 20, 2007.

Tomorrow, April 21, 2010, Jess returns from hers!

Lifetime To Do (Post 5)

I haven't written one of these for a few months I realized. So today I scoured my brain trying to think of what something I wanted to do in my life was. (Besides traveling, because a few of those were travel ones, and I just really really really want to travel all the time.) I thought about writing down some things that I could write check next to since I had already done them. (Like go to the Holy Land, or serve a mission.) I thought about doing something crazy like skydiving, but I figured I wouldn't really want to do that unless it was a moment of sudden mental loss, because I think I'm a little afraid of heights. I thought, maybe I'll make it something that's not quite so grand. Redo something maybe? I don't know, I can't really think of something that great. But then I thought of a fireside I went to last night. A member of the Seventy was there. He talked about holding to the rod of iron. Actually, he talked about clinging to the rod of iron. And pressing forward. He said if we weren't clinging to that rod, if we weren't pressing forward, we needed to start doing that and face the Tree of Life. So, without further ado,

Number 5: Be a disciple of Jesus Christ

(Standing on original Roman stairs in Jerusalem. Our teacher said Jesus would have walked here when he was put on trial.
And look how fabulously tan I am! Jerusalem in the summer was definitely good for one thing!)

This is a post for a Sunday I think. But, I have walked where Jesus has walked, I've swam where he walked (we'll leave the skinny dipping part out of that for the time being...), and I want to be his disciple, his follower. I know I can't be perfect. But, I can try to press forward and be better, and that's all that's really asked of us isn't it?

Step one: Find out who I visit teach.

Remember when you're asked to do something

My roommates and I left for church kind of late today. We walked into Sacrament Meeting during the second verse of the opening song. We sang, it was a song I liked, Redeemer of Israel, I was glad. 

The song ended and we waited for the opening prayer. No one moved towards the podium. I looked up on the stand and recognized both of the co-chairs from the committee I was on. That's when I thought, "I think I'm the opening prayer giver!" I practically leaped from my chair and booked it to the front--all the way from the back, the overflow section. As I walked up there, the bishopric member conducting was looking off to the other side and gestured to someone in the front row to come up and give a prayer. But then he saw me. There was hesitation on my part as I tried to decide whether or not to stash myself in a row or keep walking to the stand. They gestured to me to keep going to the stand. And the substitute prayer giver gracefully returned to his seat in the front row. When I got to the microphone I tried to steady my voice and calm my breathing-- especially since I wanted to avoid making one of those loud breathing noises into the mic at all costs! The prayer was short because I was still rattled from forgetting and running out of breath from practically running in heels, and also feeling embarrassed. (Besides, its not like I could give an apology before the prayer!) But, I made it. I gave the prayer. I had lots of comments, teasing and chuckles from people about forgetting the prayer, but I'm mostly just glad my roommates talked me into wearing a cute outfit, because if my first real public debut in front of the ward was to be an embarrassing moment, I'm just glad I could look somewhat cute doing it!

One Week!

Facebook says: Jessica Richey is in an internet cafe in kuala lumpur with the parents...coming home next week so don't get too excited!13 hours ago

I'm gonna be in Oregon in one week! I'm so excited I can hardly handle it! 

And, I finally got an email from my parents today about how seeing Jess was. This is the quick version, with my comments in italics.

• "We took the elevator up, come out, and we see Jess through the doors, just sitting there by some other elders who were going home as well!  There she was, our little Jess!  It was pretty exciting." (It's cool hearing the other side of this. I remember being so excited as I walked off the airplane in Eugene!)
• "Walked over, rested a bit, and then got picked up by one of the office couples for dinner over at the Clark's house. Had a good testimony meeting and I was so tired.  I could have fallen asleep and I think I did a few times with my eyes open." (I wonder if all missionaries do this. It would have been interesting with parents there. I'm sure my parents LOVED it.)
• "Me and Jess stayed up talking for several hours, probably until about 2 or 3 a.m.  She is wishing that she was going home when Sister McCurdy is leaving.  In about three weeks.  She really loves the KK area which makes me excited to see it." (KK is Jess' last city she served in and Sister McCurdy is her MTC companion. I remember being so excited to go home and then when it came down to it I was absolutely terrified and had kind of convinced myself that I could have lived in Bydgoszcz the rest of my life.) 
• "So hot here Lauren.  I don't know if you could handle it!  Seriously.  I think you would be miserable.  And Jess agreed. " (So glad I'm not there. Seriously. It's 75 here and I'm practically sweating on the metro. I think I was meant to live in Canada, or Scandinavia or something. Back to Poland?)
• "Today, we went to the Hindu temple that is in the caves.  Don't know if you've seen Jess' pictures from there or not.  Very impressive and so cool.  The also have all these steps that you have to climb up, which reminded me of the pilgrimage site in Montreal where the pilgrims climb all those steps with their knees.  They do that here too but only at a certain time of the year.  But it was unlike anywhere I had ever been before!" (I took a Humanities of Asia class at BYU so I'm pretty jealous of this. I think I really just like religions. I think they're so interesting.)
• "We are bringing home some cool stuff." (Yes! I love presents! I'm really hoping for maybe another house dress--read: mumu--and maybe something else pretty.)

Anyway, I'm pretty excited to go home. And I have a feeling this next week is going to draaaaaaag on!

And thank you Hayley Clark (Jess' cute trainer, pictured above) for posting these pictures on Facebook so I could steal them later!