My 1st Anniversary

I have heard many times that the first year is the hardest. All I can say is that if that is the worst life has for me, bring it on!!!! :)
I really hit the jackpot in my sweet husband. This year has been a ton of fun. We have, of course, had a few conflicts but nothing that would make me say, "wow, that was the hardest year!" Instead I find that I am blissfully happy. I love waking up next to my sweet Gregory, I love that when he gets up ridiculously early (like 5:00) he covers me up and kisses me goodbye and lets me sleep in later. I love that the other day when I came home he came charging up the stairs as soon as he heard me just to hold me. I love that no matter how many times I want to hear about how he loves me he never gets annoyed or tired to saying it.
I told Greg that he was in charge of our anniversary because I planned Valentines Day (that really wasn't fair since Valentines Day is also his birthday). So he got us a reservation at the Tuscany, the restaurant where we were married. It was beautiful. We sat outside in the wonderful evening air and enjoyed each other. There was a wedding that night also, so we watched their wedding and asked if they would be as happy as we are.
I hope that this time next year they look at each other and think, "life, if that is the worst you have, bring it on!"

I AM FREE!!!

So when I moved into my ward I was called to work in the nursery. It should be noted that my older sister's response to this was to nearly fall off her chair in laughter and exclaim, "What sin did you commit?!?" For anyone that does not know me well enough to know, I do not particularly like children.
Upon beginning my time in the nursery I realized that it wasn't so bad, most of the kids were cute and the leader kept a respectable order (considering the 20 toddlers in the very small room) but a few months ago she was released and replaced with someone that thought that the perfect treat for all of these kids was peeps. (Yes really, those sugar cover marshmallows)
Really.... why not bring in some Mountain Dew and get them really jazzed up???
Anyway, to sum things up, this new leader and I did not exactly see eye to eye on anything. I thought that it was fine to discipline the kids (not beat them, but use the dreaded word 'no') she strongly disagreed.
So yesterday when the primary president pulled me aside and told me that I was being released from nursery it was difficult to curb my enthusiasm. I was so excited that the minute church was over I called my mom to celebrate, and announced my exciting news over dinner so that my whole family could celebrate with me. YEAH!!!!
I AM FREE....I AM FREE!!!!!!!