Butterflies, Birthdays and Books

This last weekend was a rather interesting one. I set the butterflies free on Friday, as I frankly was worried about them due to the cats (there are paw prints on the sand Zen Garden I had set up next to them), and the fact that I am frequently gone all day and therefore don't always remember to feed them. Unfortunately I didn't pay attention to the temperature and it was colder than it should have been. Hopefully they are okay. Here are a couple of photos of the event:

On Saturday I worked from 9:00 am to about 8:30 pm. An hour or so of that was on the museum floor-even when I was a Discovery Host (the ones who typically staff the floor) I never actually worked in any of the exhibits-that was back when they also staffed the Admissions and Retail registers, making this a unique and therefor somewhat exciting experience. I got home that night and thought to go straight to bed, but instead stayed up for a few hours, finishing one book and then another. I got to sleep somewhere around 3:00 am.

My actual birthday was rather tough to begin with- I overslept a bit, and so got in the shower a bit later than planned. That worked out really well-after only a few minutes the water twice got really hot, and then went very very cold. I confess I was rather frustrated by this. I finished up and got out the skirt I wanted to where only to remember that I needed to iron it. I was rather frustrated, but still managed to make it to church only a couple minutes late. After a roller coaster of emotions during church, from frustration and loneliness to peace, gratitude and love (several circuits through these and a couple of others), I returned home and had a good day with my family. Mom made lasagna, garlic bread, and a really really good chocolate cake. Grandma and Grandpa Petty came up for dinner, and we watched the last 60 laps of the Nascar race. Why, you ask? Didn't know I was an avid Jeff Gordon fan, did you. Okay, so I'm not. Dad, on the other hand, is, and was at the race with my uncle Darren. Mom waved just about every time we saw the stands, and we were all somewhat disappointed when Kyle Busch won. At least he had a cute car, though ;) I was asleep sometime around 11:00 pm, after taking Nyquil for my cold.

I slept so well last night. I didn't wake up until 10:00 am, when my bishop called to wish me a happy belated birthday :) After trying to set up lunch with the gals at RE/MAX and not succeeding (hopefully we'll be more successful on Wednesday), I went to lunch with my brother-in-law Christian and my nephew Dalton. We had a good time, and fortunately Dalton slept through it. I spent only a few moments at home afterward before heading to Great Clips for the long-awaited hair cut. I last got my hair cut right before starting in the Retail department at work, back when I was 23. I decided recently that it was time to get it cut again, but knowing that my birthday was coming up I chose to wait until afterwards, thereby being able to say that I didn't get my hair cut at all while I was 24. I think it made a pleasant way to celebrate turning 25. I think I got a good 3 to 4 inches chopped off. I spent the rest of today watching tv, working on my finances, and chatting a bit with dad, who got home late last night.

There's not actually anything much to say on the book front, its just that I always talk about books in some form or another. Right now I'm reading Enna Burning, the sequel to The Goose Girl by Shannon Hale. So far so good :)