Engagement Day

Jennifer really likes Friday the 13th. She considers it a sort of holiday. She even got a black cat just so that on friday the 13th she could put it on a leash and walk it around crossing peoples paths. okay...I maybe made that up about the cat, but the rest is true. So i thought it fitting that the 13th of October should be a special day too. I drove to Las Vegas on Friday morning and went straight to the jewelers and picked up the ring. It took everything I had to not let on that I had it when i saw her that night. I had convinced her to go on a sunrise hike with me out at redrock. I woke up at 4 am and got everything ready. I grabbed some water and a few little snacks along with one beautiful ring, a piece of garbage I purchased off a street vendor in Uruguay, and five of my baby teeth. ....what do you mean you don't see the connection? =) I had those other things as a distraction and it worked perfectly. We reached a little pond and just beyond that you could see the sun coming up over the entire valley. It was already past the vibrant colors, but beautiful just the same. We sat there and refreshed with some water etc. Acting as though I had just remembered something, I said, "oh yeah! I brought some things I just found last night that I thought you would like." I then pulled out my baby teeth. Only a dentist would have found that cute, and she ate it up. She told me which numbers they were and everything. I then told her I had a special present for her and presented her an old beat up volkswagen symbol. I explained the significance that the symbol has in the Van Wagoner family and she light heartedly held it close to her and said it was the most wonderful present she had ever received. "best present so far!"i thought to myslef as i held the ring box in my hand and was already in a kneeling position. I was right. She liked the ring more than the symbol. =) I asked her if she would marry me and she said, "I do! I do! I do! I do. I do. yes. yes. yes." That is a direct quote by the way.
It was wonderfully perfect. As was the rest of the day with her. I got to be her Dental Assistant, we went to the temple and shared a session, got something to eat, went to the UNLV vs BYU football game and then went home dead tired and very happy. SO there you have it! in 10 years on October Friday the 13th it will be a holiday and in 15 years it will be another very special holiday.

A Chance Encounter

Well It all started when I came home from BYU to Las Vegas for the summer. Upon meeting with a member of the Bishopric it was clear that I would not be around long enough to be of much use in a calling so he decided to just let me give a talk instead. As we walked out he signaled accross the lobby and said, "oh, and that's Jen, you will be speaking with her. She's a cute girl, but I think she might be a little older than you." Other phrases where said that lead me to think, "she might be a little out of your league." Through our brief conversations the following couple of weeks I decided that it would be fun to take her out even if it was just for the, "fun of it." So on the Sunday when we spoke together I asked for her number and if I could take her out. She responded positively and used the word "fun" repeatedly. I felt that she was set on it being fun and nothing more, but we were both pleasantly surprised to have much more fun than either of us had ever expected. Of course, who couldn't have more fun than expected at the Pinball arcade/museum of Las Vegas. After the second date, which shortly followed the first, I realized why she had used the word "fun" so many times, because that's life as Jennifer Wolfley.

They say its cold out and the sun goes down on cue.
just hold me closer, I'd rather stay and shiver with you.

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October 13th will be Friday the 13th in 10yrs.

Jennifer really likes Friday the 13th. She considers it a sort of holiday. She even got a black cat just so that on friday the 13th she could but it on a leash and walk it around crossing peoples paths. okay...I maybe made that up about the cat, but the rest is true. So i thought it fitting that the 13th of October should be a special day too. I drove to Las Vegas on Friday morning and went straight to the jewelers and picked up the ring. It took everything I had to not let on that I had it when i saw her that night. I had convinced her to go on a sunrise hike with me out at redrock. I woke up at 4 am and got everything ready. I grabbed some water and a few little snacks along with one beautiful ring, a piece of garbage I purchased off a street vendor in Uruguay, and five of my baby teeth. ....what do you mean you don't see the connection? =) I had those other things as a distraction and it worked perfectly. We reached a little pond and just beyond that you could see the sun coming up over the entire valley. It was already past the vibrant colors, but beautiful just the same. We sat there and refreshed with some water etc. Acting as though I had just remembered something, I said, "oh yeah! I brought some things I just found last night that I thought you would like." I then pulled out my baby teeth. Only a dentist would have found that cute, and she ate it up. She told me which numbers they were and everything. I then told her I had a special present for her and presented her an old beat up volkswagen symbol. I explained the significance that the symbol has in the Van Wagoner family and she light heartedly held it close to her and said it was the most wonderful present she had ever received. "best present so far!"i thought to myslef as i held the ring box in my hand and was already in a kneeling position. I was right. She liked the ring more than the symbol. =) I asked her if she would marry me and she said, "I do! I do! I do! I do. I do. yes. yes. yes." That is a direct quote by the way.
It was wonderfully perfect. As was the rest of the day with her. I got to be her Dental Assistant, we went to the temple and shared a session, got something to eat, went to the UNLV vs BYU football game and then went home dead tired and very happy. SO there you have it! in 10 years on October Friday the 13th it will be a holiday and in 15 years it will be another very special holiday.

grab your partner

Today for FHE my ward decided to do a speed dating activity. I really don't care to attend. I feel like I do okay dating all by myself. I voiced my decision not to attend and soon there after regretted it. Apparently I need to support the leadership of the ward by subjecting myself to speed dating. I sat wondering why I felt so adverse to the idea and the same image kept coming to my head. Whenever I think of speed dating, I think of doesy-doeing While I have no idea why "doesy-doeing" comes to my mind, I think that it explains my aversion quite well.

joy in the journey right?

last night at 1:30 in the am i finished the final Harry Potter and for the record i thought it was amazing. The other 6 books were great as well but it seemed to me that i enjoyed reading the 7th so much that even if i hadn't enjoyed the others they would have all been worth reading just to be able to read the 7th. i was so determined to avoid those people giving away the ending and to not rush through the book just to finish it. I wanted to enjoy every detail of it, but then yesterday happened and i ended up reading the last 400 pages or so. I lost all desire to go slowly. now i just need to find it in Spanish...

Welcome to Las Vegas!

So there is a rule in this universe that declares that pretty much everything you had been wanting to happen for a long time starts happening about one week before you leave. It makes me contemplate the power of our minds to bring about what we desire and that maybe i had been housing some fears that were alleviated by the presence of a sure escape out of Provo. Alas...Anyway, back in Vegas, the Physical Therapy thing i was going to do didn't work out. So I decided that I was going to go get some other job. I went and joined Kelly Services and they were very kind and seemingly excited to have me. (I took some clerical test to see how good i was at proof reading and filing and the lady was all surprised..."these are very strong scores.." she kept saying. I was thinking, "of course they are, i still remember my alphabet song, but don't you dare give me a job doing this stuff." but then, i did get a job doing exactly that stuff. My Dad fired one of his personal and made me an offer i couldn't refuse. so here i am and i will be singing the alphabet song much more often.

miss you

miss you already Rach. love from provo.

guitar lessons or surgery

okay Adrian...you caught me. I have procrastinated the day of my blogging, but alas, it has come. I was just waiting for my tonsillitis to come back. When i was younger, i got tonsillitis...lets see...once or twice a month? does that sound right to anyone? yea me too. Anyway, i was pondering why i hadn't written anything in a while and i decided that it was not because i didn't have anything to say or express it was simply the fact that i didn't quite have to the words to do so, or the desire for that matter. I've also been feeling that common, yet indescribable internal need to write a new song. but here i am, consistently producing nothing. With this on my mind and a familiar tightness in my throat, my mom called me. She had been reading in this book that seems to have made connections between physical illness and emotional distress. All i could do was laugh when she told me that tonsillitis was associated with repressing both emotions and creativity. go figure uh? I either need guitar lessons or surgery. =)

Democracy is a process by which the people are free to choose the man who will get the blame.
- Laurence J. Peter

This brings joy to my heart

Several nights ago i awoke with flying kangaroos and christmas trees running through my mind, but then i had a revelation, Lambert the Sheepish Lion is probably on youtube. I know that didn't seem like it was a logical train of thought, but trust me... it was. Enjoy! I love this cartoon.

it's just a little complex

I just finished my Anatomy lab final and i feel like i should feel a release of pressure. . . anytime now would be good. . . nope. Maybe I'm just afraid of forgeting why i like my corrugator supercilii so much. but really, is it that bad?

Center

i was thinking about waiting til next month to write a new blog so i could make this a monthly thing, but i just felt like typing out some of what I've been thinking about this past week. In one of my classes last week we watched this movie about Chinese medicine and how it differs from Western medicine. Western philosophy seems to be if you have a problem, get rid of it, cut it out, cure it now, fix the problem and make me normal again. The Chinese approach it very differently. It's more of a calm acceptance and experience. Sure they use certain aspects of Western medicine, but not as much as i thought. The part that really grabbed my attention was all the work they did with "chi" or "vital life force." In this hospital there were patients dealing with the same life threatening diseases that we deal with, but there were entire wings where these patients were sitting and meditating and practicing finding their chi and moving it. Or doctors using their own chi to manipulate the chi of their patients. One of the doctors said, "When you have a disease, don't try to cure it. Find your center." That sentence made sense to me. I don't know if it made enough sense to me to try it if i am ever diagnosed with cancer, but...This last fast Sunday was filled with some heavy testimonies. Not that it's bad, but they were just kinda heavy. We all have our trials and our hard times, and it seems to me that when we focus on them and try to overcome them and rid our lives of them, we throw our lives even more out of balance. I think there is truth in that when we are struggling, physically , emotionally, socially, or whatever it may be, we would do well, to not try to cure it, but to find our center instead, who is Jesus Christ, the center of all things. I don't know. Take it for what it's worth. It's easier said than done. Oh, and they also use packages of herbs to put in soups as prescriptions.

High Class

Emily puts on a good dance party. I haven't danced like that for years. It felt pretty good. Thanks Emily!



I think some of the credit has to go to the amazing stretch pants that i found. Those are some good dancing pants...as long as it is good and dark.

A dream IS a wish your heart makes

My dream last night was extraordinarily enjoyable. As is common in my dreams, there was plenty of spanish but this time i wasn't speaking for only myself. Sino que Rachel and i were translating for our entire family since we had taken a family vacation to Uruguay. I think i will consider this dream prophetic. Except for the part that we stayed in a tent on the beach. It was cold and windy. We also found a restaurant in Uruguay that made good pizza! now that is a dream...a dream that i sadly see as utter fantasy.

just being

I have been thinking a lot about why we stress ourselves out over various situations. sometimes i just have to ask myself, "why?" Why do i get all worked up about certain things? Why do i hate being uncomfortable so much? What is so bad about being right where i am? I'm always trying to live in the future. "then i will be happy." right Rach? I think i came to the unsettling realization that i don't believe life will ever be comfortable. maybe there will be a few days here and there of pure sunshine, but there always seems to be something. I feel an incredible pressure to conquer and destroy all things uncomfortable and uncertain. oh you don't know what you want to be when you grow up??? what?!?! you're 22! you need to know NOW! Can't have that. Not acceptable. You fail. Can't i just accept my situations for what they are and live them? I don't have to have control over everything right now. Can't i just experience it? It's as if sometimes we fall into a hole and we spend all of our energy frantically scraping at the sides trying to get out, when really, is being in the hole all that bad? Can't you just be in a hole for a while with the knowledge that someday you will be able to get out of that hole? Being that this world is filled with holes, it's likely we will fall in another, so why do we hate being in holes so much? Sometimes i think we focus too much on overcoming the present and living in some unrealistic future realm where things are better, that we never really stop long enough to assess our situation. chances are it's not as bad as it looks. like the pile of clothes that takes a monstrous form when absorbed in a tired glance. i just want to be more of a calm experiencer. I just want to be where i am and be okay with it. i want to love myself for everything that i am and be okay with the fact that I'm not yet everything i would like to be. Just being would be nice. oh and Rachel, you are so cool. You're not a fool. in fact i would say you are cool like ice.

me and my pony tail

many people may ask what i am doing creating a blog and to those people i say, "because i have a pony tail." You see, for my entire life i have entrusted my head to a certain talented artist who would sculpt the clay of my scalp with skill and precision. However, she has now left me for uglier, browner, and coincidently, warmer pastures. Since her departure i have not been able to build up the courage to let someone else touch the hairs of my head in hopes that someday i will see her again and my loyatly to her touch will win her heart. In summation, the nice point that was once was carved in the name of style, is now long enough to distract me in class as it twirls around my fingers. oh Rachel...how i miss thee.