New Shoes

One thing I really like about Dave is how happy he always is. It doesn't matter how hard of a day it's been, or how awful the circumstances may be, he always faces life with a smile and a positive attitude. So as you can imagine, when there is actually something worth being happy about he's like a kid on Christmas morning.

Dave went and bought some new shoes for himself for the first time in well over a year. Forgetting what it's like to wear new shoes, Dave was tickled pink to have some new footwear. After modeling his new shoes for me, he took them for a test run around the house for hours. Every so often he would make some remark about how they felt so great, or how he felt walking in them. He was so happy to have new shoes on his feet! So happy in fact that he didn't even want to take them off to take a nap.
Sometimes Dave reminds me more of a 4 year old than a 28 year old.

Fountain Hills Arts and Crafts Fiestival

I woke saturday morning with a great desire to go out and enjoy the day. Lucky for Dave and I, Fountain Hills was having its annual arts and crafts fiestival. So, after completing a few chores we took a nice drive out to Fountain Hills.
It was a beautiful day for walking around, and we had a grea time looking at all the unique items made by different artists.
The highlight of the fiestival for Dave was his first funnel cake. While on our trip to Disneyland I learned that Dave had never had a funnel cake! Since then we had been searching out opprotunities for Dave to try funnel cake. I even suggested going to the State Fair just for funnel cake. So when we were walking around and spotted a funnel cake stand we just had to stop and get one.

For myself it was all about the Kettlecorn, yummy!After purchasing our yummy treats, we sat in the grass and eat, talked, and watched the fountain. It was a wonderful Saturday.

Oh No!

When my sister and I were little my Grandma would come and visit us quite often. I remember at night we always wanted her to tuck us in because we loved to have her tell us stories and sing songs to us. We would always ask her to sing us the song about the little girl who lost her kitten. And she would be begin to sing

I lost my poor kitten so cunning and pretty...

It was kind of a sad song at first, until she found her kitty and then all was well. I hope that I too can be as lucky as the girl who lost her kitty. Saturday night after searching in all my usual places I realized my wedding ring was not where it should be. Now, three days later, I have come to the painful realization that it is most definitely missing.

I have search all around. In our drain pipes, vacuum bag (eww), the trash (eww, eww), my purse, car, bedroom, kitchen, ect. And it is no where to be found. The worst part of it is I can't remember that last time the I had it on. So if you were around me the early part of last week and can say for sure whether or not you saw me with my ring on my finger please let me know.