Tuesday, October 30, 2007

Speaking Philosophically...

I love crazy, random coincidences. Carl Jung termed this phenomenon "synchronicity", which wikipedia defines as the experience of two or more events which occur in a meaningful manner, but which are causally unrelated. Here are a few of my firsthand examples:

  • I have a brother named Jed, which is not a common name. The name of my first brother-in-law? Also Jed. Seriously, what are the chances?
  • As if two brothers with the same name isn't enough, the next two Johnson girls to get married had to marry guys with the same name. Now I have two brothers (one real, one in-law) named Jed and two brothers (in-law) named Brady. Again I ask you, what are the chances?! I'm seriously amazed that me and Esther managed to marry guys with original names...original to our family, that is!
  • When my brother and I were both serving our missions, he in Indiana and me in Oklahoma, he was transferred to the city of Wabash for his last area. Interestingly enough, he also lived on Wabash street. I was also in my last area (we actually came home from our missions on the same flight), and after living in one apartment for a few weeks we moved to a new apartment. On Wabash street. Jed and I both lived on Wabash street for the last few months of our missions. Kinda crazy!
  • A few years ago, I watched the movie Amelie, which I love. The music is awesome, and there is one piece that is especially moving; a piano piece that is both haunting and soulful. I bought the soundtrack, and commenced a search for the sheet music. I searched high and low, with no luck. My friend was finally able to find a copy available for purchase online, but it would ship from France and wouldn't arrive for 6-8 weeks. Hey, at least I'd have it! I made the purchase, and 6-8 weeks later received a notice that the item was no longer in stock and would not be available ever again. At least, not from that site anyway. I was never able to attain the sheet music.

    So, I was on my second or third date with Hunter, and he happened to show me a video. This video, in fact. I should warn you, it has the tendency to make me cry!

    It's the song from Amelie! And...get ready for it...Hunter had the sheet music!!!! YOU GOTTA BE KIDDING ME! I knew right then and there he was my man!
  • On my tenth or twentieth date with Hunter (it's all a big blur...lol...), we were talking about his upcoming family reunion. It was going to be held in southern Utah, and we'd be meeting up with his immediate family in St. George. Hunter's dad had just sent him the itinerary, which he showed to me. The next stop after St. George? Cannonville! That's right, Cannonville...three miles from Henrieville, my hometown! The population of both towns is literally no more than 150-200...and as it turns out, Hunter is related to our good family friends the Thompsons! They live in Henrieville, and were hosting the reunion that year. Hunter's mom is a Thompson! Talk about a small world. We were pretty amazed to make this discovery.

There are many more examples I could cite, but these are the most compelling. I love these little joys in life; the random connections and happenstance occurances that seem so unlikely, yet actually occur. In my opinion, this is often the result of divine orchestration. What are some of your examples? I'd love to hear about them!

Monday, October 29, 2007

Happiness Is...

The Cheesecake Factory! Coming to a Fashion Place Mall near me! Sure, they have great cheesecake. The best cheesecake ever invented, as a matter of fact. But their entrees are also delectable...my mouth is watering just thinking about it. I absolutely love this place. I'll be forwarding my paychecks to their corporate office.

Friday, October 26, 2007

New Wheels!

We got tired of sharing the car, so Hunter decided to get himself another adventure vehicle. This time, he opted for the four-wheeled version. He took it out for a ride; check it out:
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Doesn't it look like fun?! This sweet ride can go ANYWHERE...as you can kinda tell by the photos.

Okay, okay...I confess. This new vehicle is actually an RC car, so we can't exactly ride in it. But hey, it's still a lot of fun! We took our RC trucks to Ensign Peak this afternoon, and it was awesome. Hunter is so smart, and knows exactly how to customize these mini-machines to maximize their performance. Then we take these little dudes off-roading and it's so cool to put them to the test. Here's a few more photos for your enjoyment (lol):
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And, in case you don't believe I actually made the climb, here's the photographic evidence:
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It was a fun afternoon! :)

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Me, Again!

Welcome to my new blog! I will be adding more content soon...but for now, it's the middle of the night and I'm wasted. It's been one heck of a day, that's for sure.

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

The Man's Got Stones

Kidney stones, that is...what were you thinking?!

Every Tuesday at work we have a brief meeting to kinda touch base and keep everyone updated on our projects. Each week it's someone else's turn to facilitate the meeting and provide a little training moment that is inspirational or motivational in nature. Somehow, Hunter has managed to avoid this responsibility for a year and a half. Until today. As it turns out, he was notified yesterday and had very little time to prepare for the grand moment. As we agonized about what to do for his presentation, we joked about calling in sick. It was the perfect solution. But of course, we weren't really serious...it was just wishful thinking.

Fast-forward to this morning, and we're all gathered in the conference room. I help Hunter connect his computer to the LCD projector, and we go around the room as each person shares the major projects they are working on. While this is taking place I look over at Hunter and he is ghastly grey. He leans over and whispers to me that he's in extreme pain. I'm shocked...he was fine just moments ago, but there's no questioning he's in bad shape.

It came time for Hunter to begin his presentation, and he was struggling to focus. I took over for him, and he ducked out of the room. Fortunately, the presentation was over quickly and I went looking for my husband. He was in in my office lying on the floor, doubled over in pain. It was awful! The poor guy is practically immune to pain, so I knew it must be serious. I asked where it was hurting and he told me he was pretty sure it was a kidney stone. He'd never had one before, but he was convinced he was experiencing one now. I had been worried about his appendicitis, but the pain was located in his back, on the left side. I told him I was taking him to the ER, and he actually consented.

Of course, getting him to move to the car was another matter altogether. He could not lift himself, and I was thisclose to calling an ambulance. Hunter said no, and he finally managed to amble his way to the car. We work only blocks away from LDS Hospital, so I headed in that direction. My poor dear! He was so sick, and I was helpless to fix it.

So...we're driving down the street. Hunter is convinced he can feel the kidney stone making its way thru his gut. I shudder at the thought! As we move closer to the hospital he becomes more talkative. Eventually he tells me the stone has reached his bladder, and the worst of the pain is over. He is able to sit up and he's regaining a small amount of color. We decide to forgo the ER visit and make an appointment with the doctor instead. So we head back to work to gather the rest of our belongings and apprise the boss of the situation. A few minutes later, we're heading home.

An hour later we're at the doctor's office. Hunter had to provide a urine sample...and the offending stone made its exit with a grand 'kerplunk'. Of course, I don't really know that...I wasn't there at the time. But I've been told that's how it transpired. The doctor reminded Hunter to drink lots of liquids, and that was that. The entire episode lasted just barely three hours! It may have been excruciating, but at least it was over quickly. And now my sweetie is feeling much better. Praises!

Thursday, October 18, 2007

Go, Jed!

I would like to welcome my brother to the world of blog, and encourage all my faithful readers to check out his musings. He has a wry sense of humor that is sometimes on crack but pretty much always makes me laugh. He also posts his own comments, which I think is pretty clever. So, happy reading!

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

A New Perspective

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I let Braxton borrow my camera, thinking he is pretty responsible and it would be interesting to see life from his perspective. I was right...check these out. Some are a bit blurry, but I think the composition of his shots is pretty artistic, especially for a 7-year-old.
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Monday, October 15, 2007

A Million Bucks

I spent the weekend in Minersville, with my sweet little buddies. Here are some of my favorite quotes from this weekend:

"Mom, can Rach live with us forever?" -Braxton, 7 yrs

"You're so pretty" -Treyton, 4 yrs

"Let's snuggle." -Ryker, 6 yrs

"I want to go to your house with you!" -Kazie, 2 yrs

"Waaaaaaaaah!" -Kenzie, 2 yrs, when I left

"Smile" - Madison, 1 month

Okay, so Madison didn't actually SAY that...but she did smile! At me! Her very first smile...her mama even said so! YAY! Could I be any more flattered?! These kids really know how to make an aunt feel like a million bucks! I sure love them. :)

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Quiet Moments

Check out Mindy's post...it's such a great reminder to appreciate the day-to-day moments in life. I have always assumed that it is easier for me to do this (as far as kids are concerned, anyway) than it is for my sisters, because I'm not the mama. So my time with their kids is infrequent (too infrequent) and therefore much more appreciated. And yet I still find that after a weekend in Minersville, I return home regretting that I hadn't been more patient, or more attentive, or more awake. I am reminded of a quote I found while reading Ali Edwards' blog:

"...but the biggest mistake I made is the one that most of us make while doing this. I did not live in the moment enough. This is particularly clear now that the moment is gone, captured only in photographs. There is one picture of the three on them sitting in the grass on a quilt in the shadow of the swing set on a summer day, ages 6, 4, and 1. And I wish I could remember what we ate, and what we talked about, and how they sounded, and how they looked when they slept that night. I wish I had not been in a hurry to get on to the next things: dinner, bath, book, bed. I wish I had treasured the doing a little more and the getting it done a little less." -Anna Quindlen

I wish I were better at appreciating the moments before they are gone. This is definitely something I need to work on. :)

Sunday, October 7, 2007

Silly McGillis

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This is a pretty typical photo of Hunter. I would say that he's camera shy, but I don't think that's the reason he is such a difficult subject to capture. No, I'm pretty sure it has more to do with his perpetual need to drive me crazy. He prides himself on finding new and unforeseeable means by which to accomplish this goal, and he's quite creative in his efforts!

Case in point: one day I was doing laundry, and I came up one sock short. As I finished sorting and folding the laundry, I expressed my frustrations to my dear hubby. I mean honestly, those socks have to go SOMEWHERE...how is it that they can seemingly disappear into thin air? It makes no sense to me...it's not even possible for stuff to just vanish. Not. Even. Possible.

(Sidenote: one time after doing laundry and coming up a sock short, I found said sock in our parking lot...weird...)

So. I think it was about a week later, and I was doing laundry (yet again). This time, I was all kinds of socks short! Like, four or five! It was really late, in fact it was the night before we left on our vacation. I had waited until the last possible moment to start packing, and Hunter was already in bed. When I started dumping out my sock drawer and searching frantically, he woke up and realized what was going on. I vented my frustrations, which were definitely worsened by the lateness of the hour. After a twenty-minute tirade, I finally stopped, looked at Hunter, and accused him of hiding them. Of course, I said it to be funny...but his reaction caught me off guard. He looked guilty as sin.

Turns out, when he brought the laundry upstairs he stashed a few random socks in his hat. Then he got tired of waiting for me to put the clothes away so he went to bed. Now that he was awake and aware of the mass chaos he'd created, he was cracking up. In fact, he laughed so hard he had tears in his eyes. Furthermore, if you ask him about it even now he starts laughing. He is pretty proud of that one!

I have to admit, he got me good. And I have to say, it cracked me up too. He is so much fun, and never ceases to make me laugh. I think I have a crush on him...shhh! Don't tell!

Thursday, October 4, 2007


Is she not the cutest little thing?! This is Kazie, my sister Becca's daughter. She is a spunky, sassy sweetheart, and I love her to death. She was supposed to come visit me this weekend, but it's supposed to be stormy so Becca doesn't want to travel...which is completely understandable.

I checked my voicemail today and heard a little Kazie voice, "Come get me"! It was the cutest thing EVER. So I called her back and she said it again, "Come get me, Rachie"! I may have to do just that.

Monday, October 1, 2007


The other day Hunter noticed something a bit odd on our fence. He didn't think too much of it until later, when he happened to notice the oddity has relocated to a different part of the fence. This led him to investigate, and he alerted me to his findings. It was rather disturbing.
Okay, these things are HUGE! And DISGUSTING! And they left a nasty, slimy trail on our fence. I'll be back, I have to throw up now.