2 memories

we've been having a pretty neat-o storm this afternoon and evening, and while our plans of swimming went out the window, i did enjoy cracking the windows and listening to the rain and thunder. its been one of those mid-western type storms and has left me reminiscing about two things.....

the first is that thunderstorms will forever remind me of our sweet doggie oreo. she HATED thunderstorms, and would wander around the house, un-consolable for hours and hours. they usually happened at night, and any door that got left closed got scratched to death. all the doors in my parent's house have scratches on them from her. the one place that somewhat helped was sometimes in an empty bath tub. poor, poor oreo. (we miss you! we have a picture of you in our house, and even miss claire knows who you are.)

the second, and much happier memory, is of the night before joe and i got married. we had walked around the temple after dinner talking about how we couldn't believe that tomorrow was finally happening. we went our separate ways for the last time that night, and the storm clouds came rolling in. it was making me SO mad because the whole point of getting married in the summer was so that i wouldn't have to deal with rain! it was my ONE request that i really didn't want to budge on. it was lucky i was more concerned about getting married than rain, until the windows were shaking, the power was flickering, and everyone was wide awake because of the racket. most people agreed that they hadn't heard anything like that ever. it continued to rain most of the next day, although it let up enough for pictures, and we were happy and married. looking back its funnier than when it was happening, and makes for a good story, but i honestly wanted to slap most of the people that told me it was good luck to rain on your wedding day. and lots of people told me that. i wanted to snap and say, "betcha it didn't rain on your wedding day!" but some of those people were people that work with my dad, and it probably would have been bad manners.

any who..... lets take a vote- good thing or bad thing when doc says "well, you're not TOO huge..." thanks man. next time, i don't want to hear about the woman you delivered who was measuring bigger than me and had an 11 lbs. 7 oz. baby. joe was 12 lbs., okay? that size baby is fully possible!!! remember last time you thought there was NO WAY claire was bigger than 7.5?