Damian caught up with me, AGAIN!

Damian is 4 days younger than me, as you may have noticed! I love playing the "Older Woman" card . . . but it's not SO much fun as it was in my 20's. Damian's mom took this photo as they drove home from the airport, after he returned from his 2 year church mission to Spain. It was right around his 21st birthday. By this time, the following year, we were married and 2 weeks pregnant! Weird! See that twinkle in Damian's eye? That's Emma. Happy Birthday, Honey!

Happy 34th to Me!

Happy Birthday to Me! I was born July 9, 1974 at the Holy Cross Hospital in Salt Lake City. Waking up to see a nun standing over her, my mom thought she'd died, and had been part of the wrong religion! She was only 19 and quite naive, I think! When the nuns brought me to her, for the first time, she was worried her baby had been switched with a Mexican one, I was so dark!



When I was a year old (and Blonde), my parents moved from Utah to Alaska. I learned to walk on the Alaskan Highway, through Canada, and obviously found some vermin to play with in my spare time!