November 28, 2014
For Thanksgiving, Race and I headed home late after his game on Wednesday night. Last year we had Thanksgiving with Race's family, so this year it was with mine at the bowling alley. (It was funny to see comments on family members' pictures that were like "What poor bowling alley is open on Thanksgiving?" Haha, Jorgensen's Lanes is, but only for the Jorgensen's. :)) We ate SO much food, bowled, and played arcade games. It was so nice to see family who we hadn't seen in a while. It was also really good to have Race with me for Thanksgiving, because he is leaving today (the day after Thanksgiving) for another road trip. :( I am so grateful, though, that we could even have one day together with our families! After we ate dinner and hung out at the bowling alley for a while, we finally got a ride in our plane! My dad and uncle bought a plane a while back, and since then a couple of my cousins have gotten their pilot license. So my cousin took me, Race, and Kate flying up around the valley. It was awesome, and I can totally see how that can be such a hobby and a rush for some people! Who knows, maybe one day I'll get my license. :) Afterwards, we went to Race's grandparents' house and visited with them and my in-laws. Then we headed home at about 10! Race leaves in a couple hours. I'm sure I'll just spend the rest of the weekend online shopping - the deals going on right now are amazing! But my mom is making me ship them to her house so I don't wear anything before Christmas. Hahaha. She knows me too well! Here are a bunch of pictures from our 20 hours at home!
November 23, 2014
Nothing bad can ever come from a Sabbath well-spent in church. Nothing, I swear. We needed today because life has just been extra hard and extra frustrating lately. Basketball is ever-so-frustrating - it consumes each moment of our lives, schoolwork, work, and marriage. I remember reading a sign once in one of Race's relatives homes that read, "We interrupt this marriage to bring you the basketball season". I just shook my head, thinking that nothing, especially basketball, could interrupt my marriage! Well, after years of denial, I've come to accept that basketball encapsulates every moment of our life.
Last night, we kind of hit a breaking point where so much negativity had built up about basketball (they have yet to win a real game). Race has spent his entire life eating, sleeping, and breathing basketball. Unfortunately, things at SUU aren't going as planned. We are to the point where it seems there is hardly ever anything to be positive about. Well, we were wrong. My dad texted both Race and I last night, promising us that nothing positive can ever come from being negative, and that we need to take a hard look at ourselves to see if we were both giving a 100% positivity to our situation. I was a bit angry at first, because it's so much easier said than done, to an outsider, to be positive when life is beating you down. I was upset because no one really knows what's going on and how we feel except for us, so I was sick of everyone telling me that they understood. Being positive and optimistic in our trials is really one of the most difficult adversities that I've ever faced. So I told my dad that he doesn't really understand and that he won't understand what we're going through until he's literally in our shoes. Part of me was right, but he was too. Nothing positive can come from being negative. So even if we don't like what's going on in basketball, it doesn't mean that we can change anything but our disposition and attitude.
Back to why church freakin' rocks: When they were passing the sacrament, I was reading in Hebrews 13, and verses five and six really struck me:
5 Let your conversation be without covetousness; and be content with such things as ye have: for he hath said, I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee.
6 So that we may boldly say, The Lord is my helper, and I will not fear what man shall do unto me.
I just realized that my dad was right, and that if we turned our negativity to positivity, even when adversities come our way, that the Lord will not forsake us. That everything will turn out how it's supposed to. That college basketball is just a game, and that life has so much more to offer. That life is so so good. All that matters is that Race and I love each other, and so does the Lord, and everything will be alright, even if things aren't what we anticipated right now.
Everything will be okay!
November 7, 2014
Life is just crazy right now. Race had his first basketball game last Saturday, so the season is in full swing! His schedule is extremely busy and I can't help but feel so bad for him. Three or four times a week he has weights at six am, then has class from nine until two, and then has practice from three to 5:30. He then has study hall for a couple hours and then goes to shooting/practice at around 8 or 9 at night. Usually, he doesn't get home until 10-11... Poor guy doesn't even get to come home for lunch, and can't eat dinner until past 10. The other days he just has school, afternoon practice and study hall. Hopefully all of this hard work at school and basketball will pay off!!
I'm not kidding when I say all of our teachers have piled EVERYTHING on to the first few weeks of November. Slowly but surely, tests, projects, presentations, and papers are diminishing from the calendar. We are starting to feel slightly relieved, but basketball is still really busy.
For me, it's really hard to fit in going to school full time, working part time, going to the gym, grocery shopping, cleaning, cooking, and most importantly making time for our puppy! Sometimes I cry and cry and get sick because of the stress, but it's alright. The semester will be over soon enough! I love school, but I'm definitely to that point of wanting a break! I haven't even taken down my Halloween decorations yet. I am looking forward to putting my Christmas decor up but am having a hard time finding time!!
I don't mean to complain at all. Life is great and we are so so so blessed, but we are certainly growing up and becoming busy and responsible people!
Race and I talk all the time about how we are SO grateful we made the decision to get married because if not, we would NEVER see each other. No joke, we see each other when we go to bed. We really only spend like 8-10 hours a day together, and it's usually sleeping, eating, studying, or watching The Office together before we hit the hay. I am so happy I made the decision to marry him, because our relationship would have suffered if it wasn't for 10:00 pm-8:00 am. :)
BUT tonight, after his team dinner, we get to go on a date! We usually go to dinner and/or a movie, so I think we're going to see Interstellar tonight. Yay for much needed date nights!
He starts traveling next weekend, and I really want to (and will) cry because I hate being alone as it is, especially at night. I am so glad I have Gus, but I'm sure I'll be saying Peace Out to Cedar everytime he leaves town. Luckily my sister and her husband just built the most beautiful house in St George with a guest bedroom calling my name.:)
Anyone up for sleepovers when the husband leaves?!