Thursday, December 6, 2012

We've Moved

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Thursday, November 29, 2012

Models In Banff

**I'm trying to figure out what to do with this little blog.  I don't want to pay the new $2.50/month fee to keep my pictures.  As for now I am posting as "Shane" until I get things figured out.  Don't be confused. ;)**

When I asked what my brother Jonathan wanted to do on his trip here in Canada, his request was Banff. We went last fall when we blessed Samuel, and he loved it. His request was to go again, so away we went. He had mentioned that he wanted some pictures taken in Banff. I have been learning to use my camera and thought heck, why not? So we took off to Banff, jamming to jbiebs Christmas album, to find the weather conditions perfect, and shot pictures for a while. Here's what we came up with...


I sure love the winter wonderland pictures that we came up with, my sopping wet shoes and feet were well worth it.  After a shopping in the town of Banff, we made the trek home.  On the way home we ordered Big Hill 2 for 1, the best pizza in Alberta.  We had pizza and then spent the night making Christmas Candies (butter toffee, peanut brittle, and caramel).  It was an exhausting day, but lots of fun!  

Monday, November 26, 2012

American Thanksgiving 2012

Thursday morning came and I was grateful I had spent Wednesday night busily cleaning my house, and making pie crusts, doing all the last minute things my body would possibly let me finish before going to bed and my family would show up.  We woke up around 7:30, and I started right into pie/ jello salad making.  I was feeling a bit overwhelmed, and my little kitchen helper wasn't helping that feeling.  I kept pushing through, knowing it wouldn't be long before my family walked through the front door.

I was so overjoyed when they walked in.  Jonathan, Sabrina, and my mom made the trek, through the night, and were all so tired, but happy to be at the final destination.  My mom jumped right in and helped me by doing dishes along side me as I finished the pumpkin pie to put in the oven, and prepped the turkey for the oven.  She watched the pie while Sabrina and I ran to the store in her new car to get some buns and last minute items.  Jonathan and Samuel were napping, it was nice to be able to run out the door and not worry about my baby, or the pie in the oven. 

When we got home, it was time for the turkey to go in the oven, and then play time.  Samuel had woke up, and Sabrina played with him upstairs.  My mom had some presents for Samuel and had Sam and Sabrina come downstairs to give them to Sam.  Unfortunately, these are the only pictures I have of Thanksgiving, such a SAD thing.  I suppose that's what happens when you spend days prepping for a big meal.  Here's the sequence.

This is the first time Samuel has decided to play with one of my purses, and wanted it over his new hockey stick... Shane was a bit upset when he learned this. 
The afternoon continued on, and Sabrina passed out on the couch, and Sam went down for another nap.  It was wonderful to have my mom to fill in the gaps as I prepared Thanksgiving.  She made the gravy as I got dressed, she continued doing the dishes, and little things I can't think of off the top of my head, but her help made everything come together.  Shane showed up with whipping cream, and we were ready to eat.
We sat around our feast, held hands (as some awkward looks were exchanged), and gave Thanks for all we had.  I was impressed with myself, it was the best tasting Thanksgiving Dinner I've had that I can remember.  Our meal was complete with turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes, corn, buns, pretzel jello salad, a veggie tray, and the choice of banan cream pie, pumpkin pie, or apple crisp.  The beverages included water, grape juice, Martinellis, and Mountain Dew (unleaded). 
Dinner was over, my family all passed out yet again for a while as Shane and I finished cleaning things up.  When everyone was awake, Shane's parents stopped in for some pie and a visit.  A few rounds of Yatzee later, it was time for bed.  I am very grateful for so much, but particularly this Thanksgiving, to share it with some of my family.

Monday, November 19, 2012


Tonight there have been few things on my mind.  I started out the evening editing the photos I took of my neighbours Saturday, and ended up blog reading.  I ventured onto blogs that aren't in my "daily reads" list and ended up reading 4 birth stories.  They were empowering, inspiring, and uplifting.  They make me yearn for another babe, and reflect on the birth of my dear dear Samuel.

I've talked, thought, and read a lot about birth.  I'd even go so far as to say I'm passionate about it.  It truly is such a beautiful thing.  I was blessed to have my sweet husband by my side, and one of my dearest friends also there to take care of Shane and I.  At the time I thought I was in labour forever. I look back after reading some other accounts, and my body was in pre labour for a long while before anything really started happening.
I look back and having no experience in labouring, I figured that since my water broke, and contractions had started, that meant a baby was going to be in my arms soon.  My thoughts tonight go back to 5 in the morning the day Samuel was born.  I had been up for 28 hours with nothing, not even water that would stay in my body.  I was exhausted, had been rimmed, was in excruciating pain, and shaking uncontrollably.  I laid on my bed with Shane next to me and wanted to die.  I admitted it outloud, I was most miserable at that point.  When I was checked at 6 and informed I was a 7, I gave in to myself and said I couldn't do it anymore, that I needed an epidural.
I apologized up and down, I felt I had let Jenny and my midwives down.  After discussing my birth with Jenny in the weeks and months that followed, she helped me to understand that I had hit transition when I sent myself to the hospital.  I personally now believe I drug out my labour probably 8 hours longer than it needed to be because I "needed" to sleep.  In retrospect it probably would have been an hour later that I would have been pushing my sweet son out.
I am not writing this necessarily with the feeling of regret (although at this moment there is a little bit).  I was inexperienced, and everything I had learned in my prenatal class about labouring went out the window with the first contraction.  I look forward to giving birth again, this time in my own home, this time knowing what is happening, this time completely trusting my body.  I will prepare differently and be ready, armed with confidence.
Transition, you will be welcomed with open arms next time :)
BELIEVE in yourself, you are amazing and much stronger than you give yourself credit.

Friday, November 16, 2012

Favourite Things

I've said it before, living in Canada and celebrating Thanksgiving in October gives more time to the beloved Christmas season.  I've been thinking and planning Christmas stuff since mid October, and it's finally getting to the point where it's not too early to start doing them.  I'm going to cover all of our holiday stuff in the coming weeks, but in the mean time I am resting up a bad back, and prepping for some of my family to be here in the great white north celebrating American Thanksgiving.

So, last weekend the ladies from my ward got together for our monthly ladies night.  This one was one I didn't want to miss, as it was a bring your favourite thing, white elephant swap.  It was seriously SO fun, and really got me thinking.  So, I figure I'd share my "favourite things" with you.

1. Maybeline One by One Mascara
Several months ago I had run out of mascara, and was at the store trying to figure out which mascara to buy.  I wasn't set on a particular kind, and was looking for a good deal.  I saw Maybellines One by One on sale and decided to give it a try.  Seriously, it is hands down my favourite mascara!  It gives me such great volume without losing my length.  Buy it and try it, you won't be disappointed.
2. Pampered Chef Medium Cookie Scoop

After we got married, I bought the only cookie scoop our Wal Mart had to offer.  It was plastic, and broke immedietely, yet I kept using it and even bough another, which also broke immediately because I loved the idea so much.  When my Birthday rolled around this year, my mom asked me what I wanted.  I told her a Pampered Chef cookie scoop.  When I got my cookie scoop, I initially thought it was too big.  Shane told me to try it, and that we'd get a smaller one if it wasn't the best size.  I'm glad I did, it is the perfect size.  I use it for lots of baking.  It's perfect not only to scoop cookies, but muffin and cupcake batter is no longer a mess all over.
3.  Scash Licorice Spice Tea

I attended a class several weeks ago, and decided to grab a cup of tea.  I grabbed a random tea packet out of the sampler box and looked at the name.  I love licorice and decided to give it a whirl.  It was AMAZING!!!!!  I naturally bought some for our house, and have also sent some to my grandparents(who taught me to love licorice).  If you're a fan of licorice, buy this and try it, you WON'T be disappointed, I promise!
4.  Finding Mr. Bright

Last Christmas I was introduced to the idea of colour corrector under eye foundation.  I found myself in Sephora looking for the perfect fit.  At the time Samuel was up more times at night that I'd like to admit, and the dark circles under my eyes were BAD!  The lady helping me showed me this kit that coincidentially was on sale.  I bought it and LOVE every part of it.  I've run out of the liquid blush and need to get myself some more.  It's amazing!
5.  Nivea Soft

I thought winters in Utah were dry, until I moved to Canada.  My poor skin has no hope.  I grabbed some of this last winter to use as a face cream, and from time to time will take the luxury of using it on my hands.  It is like creamy silk.  I love it, it's not too expensive, and feels oh so luxurious.

6. doTerra Peppermint Essential Oil
This stuff is my #1 go to for any ailment I have now.  Headaches, congestion, cold sores, emotional stress, bad breath, nausea, cramps (stomach or lady), candy making, the list goes on and on.  It's amazing, natural, and has a nice cooling sensation to it.  One drop is the equivelent to 28 cups of peppermint tea.  No home should be without it. 
7.  the Diva Cup

This is probably the #1 thing that has  Seriously, before you get all grossed out about it, hear me out.  I read about a friend using it via her blog, and was interested in it for almost a year before my cycle came back.  I bought one and will never go back.  I never have to worry about having supplies, leaking, or that nasty smell or mess that comes along with my monthly.  I don't feel anything, and look forward to my cycle coming because I love my diva oh so much.  Ok, enough.
8.  The Happiness Project

My grandma sent me this book over the summer and I loved every word.  This woman is a genius and will inspire you and put a smile on your face.  I've recentaly read her sequel Happier At Home, and say stick to the original, you won't be disappointed.

So, there you go, my favourite things for 2012.  I'd recommend getting any one of them(aside from the diva cup) as gifts, not to mention they(yet again for the diva cup) are all under $20. 

What are some of your favourite things?

Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Temple Date

Growing up in Utah, I made the mistake of taking for grantid the fact that the temples are so close, regardless of where you lived.  Within the amount of time it takes to drive to the Cardston temple(the closest one until the Calgary temple opened), I could go to 15 temples in Utah.  Throughout the month of October, Shane and I were able to serve a fair amount of hours doing security, ushering, landscaping, and cleaning in preparation for the temple to be dedicated.  We were so excited to be able to go to our first session, a day we had been anticipating for literally years.

We coordinated with the B's who I babysit for, and dropped Samuel off "dark" and early.  It was really foggy and I was nervous for our drive into Calgary.  We made it there fine, parked, and headed for the doors.  As we were approaching the temple I saw a man bundled up head to toe, with a tripod taking pictures of this beautiful building.  Most would think it's strange for someone to be there on such a foggy day snapping shots, but I was pretty sure I knew who he was...

Me: "are you the photographer shooting the Barbeau wedding later today?"
Scott: stunned and a bit hesitant, "yes... how did you know?"

I gave him the run down that the brides sister had told me he was coming up from Utah to do wedding pictures, and that he was contrated by Deseret Book to take temple pictures for them, so I figured given the snow, fog, and freezing temperature, he must be the guy.  I jokingly asked if he wanted to take our picture, completely kidding on my part.  We finished up our short conversation, I wished him luck at the wedding, and we headed for the doors. 

Just as we were getting ready to go in, we were asked to "wait right there."  Was this really happening?  Was he really positioning us and taking our picture?  I was flattered, yet didn't think much of it, nor that we'd ever see the picture, or Mr. Jarvie again. 

We were delayed as we held the doors for some other temple patrons to head in, when we were approached by our still slightly hesitant new friend, who held out his camera, and asked if we wanted to see the shots he had got.  It was gorgeous!  We went in, did our session, and carried on with our day.

That afternoon, I decided I needed to have a copy of that picture.  How amazing and coincidental that this photo genius was there taking pictures of the temple on our very first trip into the temple, and that we got our picture taken.  I looked all over his website intending to contact him, only to realize that he'd be at the reception that night.

We walked into the reception and before greeting the bride and groom, I b-lined it to find the man behind the camera.  I told him how I needed that picture, and asked how I could get a copy.  He told me that it's not very often he gets stand ins, and that it was a good "Sunday picture" to post via social media.  I was elated, and stalked facebook all Sunday for that picture to show up.  Just before going to bed, I got the email that I had been "tagged" in a photo.  It was up, and just as gorgeous as I had remembered.  I am thrilled to now be a "digital owner" of this photo, and very soon will have a print of it hanging on my wall.

What do you think?

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Halloween Candy Buy Back

I have an Evans family here in Calgary who has taken me in and loved me as one of their own.  Dr. Evans every year does a Halloween Candy Buy Back where he buys kids candy back $1 per pound.  You are likely thinking "Why would anyone sell their candy back?" or "What does he do with it." or "Why does he want it?"  Well, watch this and you will know why (not to mention awy is AMAZINGLY talented).


I remember getting to know this family and learning about their health and eating styles.  I thought they were crazy, yet as I have been learning about health and feeling out for myself what feels best for my body, I am turning into one of them.

Samuel was sick , but I'm selfish, and wasn't going to miss this even for anything (not to mention, our massage therapist and miracle worker was going to be there).

Samuel freshly costumed in the lobby

Riding the elevator up to see Uncle Thom
Auntie Chloe greeting us

Uncle/ Grandpa Thom

1 whole pound

Aunt/ Grandma Cheryl giving Samuel his loonie

Our sick boy holding his money and saying/signing "Thank You" (look at those sad eyes)
I'm learning and looking forward to a better healthy life for my family.  Dr. Evans is a wonderful man, I'm grateful to know and love him.
After a green smoothie, money earned, yummy food ate (the perk of being considered family), Samuel was treated by Joan.  I was blown away how much better he was doing the next morning!  Energy healing is where it's at.  Yeah, I like being crunchy.
Looking forward to next year :)


Tuesday, November 6, 2012

Happy Halloween

We were very much looking forward to Halloween at our home this year.  Early in October Samuel and I were in the city for a friends Birthday, and an eye doctor appointment.  Between our playdate at the mall, and our appointment, we had a few minutes.  I had the thought to stop in at Once Upon A Child (a kids consignment store).  I went in to find they had all their Halloween costumes out.  One quickly caught my attention, it was a kangaroo that I thought was going to be way too big for Samuel. I put it on, and to my surprise it fit him.  I was elated and all I could think about my brother on his mission in Australia.

Ffwd about a month, and I found myself watching our neighbour boy, and Samuel coming down with a cold. There was a mom and kids party at the church I wanted to try to squeeze in if naps would allow. Samuels nose was runny, and he wasn't 100% himself, but I really wanted to go, so we did. As soon as we got there, he perked right up.

My boys had a fun time running freely around the gym, and I quite enjoyed visiting with friends at the party.  Izaiah kept trying to escape, and after once such instance, the tears were a sign that it was time for a nap (after all, what mom wants their babysitter to keep their kid out and not nap on Halloween for her own personal reasons)?
Check out last years party... crazy how different?!  (The little girl in the middle of the top picture is on the right in the bottom one).

When Shane got home from work is when the real party began.  I had made chili and cornbread for dinner, as per our Halloween tradition.  We ate, and practiced trick or treating with Samuel.  It honestly was the cutest thing IN.THE.WORLD!  Here's a play by play of it:

mom says "trick or treat"

Samuels face lights up, and he gets excited

Mom puts a Reeses Pieces in his container
Samuel says and signs "thank you," eats his treat, and we do it all over again.
It was seriously freaking adorable! We switched up the doors in our house (pantry, bathroom, basement) so he'd get the hang of it, put his snowsuit on under his costume, and then headed for the street.
Can you believe your eyes?  It looks like Christmas, not Halloween.  It was really cold!

First stop, Coopers!  Check out the sweet car Coopers mom gave Sam.

Shane helped Samuel "Hop" to the neighbour house.  Samuel loved it and kept saying "Bop, bop!"

His loot

At some of the houses he attempted to say "Trick or treat."  We were at the house of a guy Shane plays hockey with, and Samuel wanted to ring the doorbell, even though the door was already open.  Samuel rang it and their dog started barking and then growling.  So what does Samuel do??  Growls right back at the dog.  SO funny!

The final haul (don't mind that my lens was fogged up).
All of our neighbours thought Samuel was SO cute, being out trick or treating really helped distract Samuel from feeling like garbage, and we had a fun time out as a family. 
We continued to pass out candy at home.  There weren't many trick or treaters that braved the cold.  The final knock on the door brought me to tears.  As I opened the door, I found a preteen girl in a wheelchair, with her parents dressed up on either side.  After giving her candy, her dad wheeled her down our steps.  Shane made the comment when I told him, how easy it would be for the parents to just not take her, yet they wanted it to be something special.  Oh man, tug on my heart strings!
It was a great Halloween, and I think they'll just keep getting better and better...
and if you think we let Samuel eat his candy, you're wrong...
if you think we ate his candy, you're still wrong...
check back tomorrow for what really happened to Samuels candy.

Sunday, November 4, 2012

Love Story

**I have never been a good journal keeper, and want to share some of the awesome memories and stories of Shane and I's courtship, therefore smgallups version of "Love Story" is about to unfold over the next couple of months...**

Five years ago, something extraordinary happened to me.  I had had a pretty typical college student week.  I worked, went to school, did homework, and spent Halloween and the weekend with my boyfriend.  I had been back home in Clinton for the weekend, and even though it was the "bring your family to church" day and linger longer in my student ward that my family was planning to attend, I wasn't so sold on heading back for the 9AM meetings.  I knew my family would be there, so I ended up going.  I am trying to remember whether I spent the night at my families home, or at the boyfriends home (in a different room and bed than him).  This said boyfriend drove me up to Brigham City early in the morning to get my car, we said our goodbyes (I still wasn't convinced about going back to Logan), and I headed to casa Marshall to get ready for church.

My family met me for sacrament meeting, which happened to be the last meeting of the day.  To be honest, I can't remember if I went to RS and sunday school, but frankly, that is all irrelivent.  My dad had recently been called as the singles ward bishop in my parents stake and was not planning to attend.  My mom insisted that he come, and even pulled the "the last bishop came up to his daughters family day at church, you need to come." 

It was your average fast and testimony meeting, yet I felt I needed to get up and bear my testimony.  After the meeting, we congregated to the gym for soup and buns.  My family got in line, and I made my way to where they were, visiting with my new friends along the way.  I joined my family only to notice the guy in front of us in line.  He was very attractive, and so out of my league.  I, being the extrovert that I am, struck up conversation.  It went something like this:

"Hi, I'm Mindy, what's your name?"

"I'm Shane."

"Is your family here?"

"No, I'm from Canada, it was a bit too far for a sunday get together."

"FROM CANADA?!?!?!  What the heck are you doing in Utah?"

"I served my mission in Ogden, and am here playing hockey."

We continued on talking about him living with a family that he met on his mission, playing hockey, and majors, etc....  Again, I thought he was quite the looker, but didn't think much of our conversation.  I got my food, went and sat with my family, and that was that.

Well, on the other hand, Shane told me later he had noticed me when I bore my testimony, picked me out in the line, and snuck in front of me so we could meet 'on accident'. That night by chance he was even reading a conference talk and it mentioned something about marriage, and he had thought to himself man!  I could totally marry that girl.

As the week went on, my dad in particular asked about the Canadian hockey player in my ward.  I kept telling him (my dad) I had a boyfriend, yada, yada, yada.  I honestly had no idea what was ahead of me.

... to be continued ...

Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Love Pudge

Hello lovely blog readers.  I've had a pretty miserable 2ish months off from watching what I eat and going to the gym.  Do you know what this has done to me?  Made me fat and ornery, seriously.  So, since I want to continue to shrink and reach my ultimate goal (to walk into the delivery room with baby 2 weighing the same as I did when I found out I was pregnant with Samuel).  It's definitely something that I can accomplish, and still probably won't be a size 0 or 2 for that matter when I reach my weight goal.  So, thanks to the inspiration of a fun, whitty friend, I am one of the writers on love pudge 2.0.  Check it out ;)

Monday, October 15, 2012

Nursed Back To Health

1 week ago we were spending a lovely fall day out at the farm.  Samuel enjoyed being around his grandparents, and particularly enjoyed this wagon ride.

Ffwd 5 days and my poor little man isn't himself and progressively gets worse.  We put him to bed for the night to have him wake up screaming not much later.  I went in to find he had lost his lunch/dinner/snacks, and everything in between all over his bed.  This is the first time he has had a stomach bug.  It broke my heart.

The next morning he continued to throw up, and continued to get worse.  5 pairs of pajamas, 2 sets of sheets, numerous diapers, and everyone smelling like vomit.  I decided to call Health Link and see at what point I needed to worry about dehydration since sweet Samuel couldn't even keep in a tsp of water.  The only thing he could keep down was my breast milk.  I was applauded by the nurse on the other end of the phone and assured I had all the nutrients he needed.  I got off the phone and scoffed to Shane (in a good way) that if only the woman on the other end of the line knew how passionate I was about breast feeding, it wouldn't have come as such a surprise to her.  

Over the course of almost 24 hours, all that Samuel wanted and would keep down was my milk.  I felt helpless as my limp boy laid on my chest and didn't want to do anything.  As his eyes would flutter trying to fight the exhaustion that had taken over him.  I literally NURSED MY BABY BACK TO HEALTH.

For the months we had problems, the numerous times I've defended why we are breastfeeding, I am one very grateful mama to have stuck it out and to have been able to give my child what he needed.  Our bodies are incredible things and I'm happy to know that I was pumping Samuel full of antibodies and all he needed over the last 2 days.  Here's to many more months of nursing my little man!

Thursday, October 11, 2012

Sunday Walk

Samuel has loved the independence that walking has given him.  He loves to toddle around everywhere we go (especially the grocery store).  He squeals out of excitement and always has a giant smile on his face.  In the mornings he comes in to get me.  We have handles instead of door knobs, so he wriggles our bedroom handle and comes in "ma ma ma ma ma." 

I am loving this stage that he's in.  He is getting so much better each day at communicating what he wants, which makes both of our lives easier.  He is pretty good to answer questions if he knows the answer.  We have been asking him what sounds different animals make.  This mornings conversation between Shane and Sam went like this:

Shane:  Sam, what does a sheep say?
Sam:  Baaaaaaa
Shane:  What does a cow say?
Sam:  Moooooooo
Shane:  What does mom say?
Sam:  Na na na na na (no no no no no)

Out of the mouth of babes.  I'm not sure whether that's what he feels like I'm always telling him, or he was saying no because he couldn't answer the question.  Regardless, it made for a good laugh.

We sure love our toddling toddler.



Monday, October 8, 2012

Best Playplace EVER!!!!

There have been a lot of evenings that we have been without Shane due to various other commitments he has. One particular Friday evening, after having daddy away for 2 nights already that week, and a temple shift scheduled for him the next morning, we decided to follow him into Calgary to spend the drive time with him. After Samuel and I dropped Shane off to do Stampeder(Calgary football team)parking, we headed to the mall. My intentions were to shop for me, but as we passed the playplace, that we'd passed MANY times, I decided we should go and check it out. After a quick sock purchase, we were in. Oh my heck, Samuel was in his heaven! Seriously, this kid giggled the majority of the time we were in there. It's all padded and there is lots to do. Seriously, the best playplace I've been to.
Riding the motorcycle

laying on the trampoline mat
and my favourite, this video of the bridge.  That was his all time favourite thing to do.

After playtime, we did do a bit of shopping for me, but the trip just to the playplace would have been enough for this mama.  It brings me so much joy to see my little man happy.

Friday, October 5, 2012

Calgary Temple Usher

5 months after Shane and I were married, I found myself down in Utah, attending general conference. It was a pretty special occasion, since I was in the conference centre when President Monson announced the Calgary, Alberta temple. I honestly felt like I could run down and hug president Monson (except for the fact that security would stop me long before I got to him). The estimated time for the temple to be completed was fall 2011. I watched, waited, and wished. The temple slowly rose from the ground in all its beauty.

Several weeks ago I received a phone call asking if I could volunteer a shift at the temple. My first thought was negative, I have a 1 year old, how can they expect me to be away from him for 9ish hours? and I already have 2 callings, now they expect me to do this too?  I was given a different perspective from a friend who has grown up here and due to the fact she just had a baby isn't eligible to voluteer.  I, growing up in Utah, have taken the temple for grantid.  This is such a monumental thing to the faithful members here in the Calgary area.  I changed my attitude, and when I received an additional phone call, asking to change my shift and add an additional shift, I gladly accepted.

The day came for me to usher temple tours.  The tours that I would be ushering were the very first through the temple, the "pre-tours" for contractors, and neighbours.  That morning Samuel woke up with a fever.  I was worried he may have hand foot and mouth disease since a friend who we had recently played with let me know she thought her son had it.  I text her, only to find out that her little one didn't have it.  It was a sigh of relief, but didn't make it any easier to leave once my mother-in-law came to take care of Samuel and I went to the temple. 

There was a total change in my attitude as I put a church c/d in the player, drove, and prayed.  I arrived as I had been instructed, for the training an hour prior to my shift.  What was failed to be mentioned to me was that they included in the training time in the shift, and that I didn't need to arrive an hour early.  Well, I had time to sit and reflect, and take a peek around the grounds, etc.

Volunteer Entrance

This picture cracks me up.  I can't see my cell phone screen while I'm outside, so I was trying to turn the camera to take a picture of the temple, and this is what I got instead. lol.

We had our training meetings and when I wasn't on the list, I thought I may be able to go home.  They did in fact need me.  There was such an excitement when the first people came for their tours.  I was stationed outside to usher the tours back into the gym for refreshments.  It was a rainy, cold day, but with a borrowed oversized overcoat, I was warm.  After about an hour or so outside, I was rotated back inside.  I took my lunch break, relieved myself (hello MILK) and then was stationed to take tours into their video viewing rooms. 
As I was walking down the hall, I saw a familiar face.  I have take the opportunity to invite as many of my non-member friends/acquantances as I can.  I saw a girl from my prenatal class with her husband and little girl.  I felt so happy inside to see her, and after our conversation, I felt happy to have sent out the invite to her (even though she got one for being a neighbour), because I knew if she had any questions about the temple, she knew someone she could ask.  Me being there was just the icing on the cake. 
When we were nearing the end of our shift, I was asked to be a sweeper for a tour.  The sweeper is the tour guide who is at the back of the tour group and moves them along.  I was giddy at the chance to go in and see this beautiful building.  It is indeed gorgeous!  I look forward to my next shift.  I've got some stories about missionary work through temple invitations I will share.  I look forward to the end of this month, and the beginning of November when we can go and do temple work ourselves.
I love the temple! (check out this beautiful piano arrangement I came across today)!