What do dreams involving teeth mean? I never had dreams about teeth until I got my root canal. Now I have dreams that my teeth are chipping just by me eating an apple. Or my root canal tooth falls out or breaks in half. What does that mean? It drives me nuts! When I wake up I quickly, but carefully, run my tongue over every tooth just to make sure there is no damage. It's stressful. I have good dental hygiene, so I don't know why I'm having these dreams.
When dreams come up in conversations I am involved in, people talk about teeth dreams and in the past I have always counted myself to be lucky. My dreams involved other stressful situations, but never about teeth. Until now. What has changed in my life to make me dream these dreams? I got married, but I don't think that has anything to do with my teeth. I've moved a lot, but then again, what does that have to do with teeth? I am at a loss. Maybe if I find out why I am having these dreams, they will cease. Or at least that is what happened with my car dreams. Well, they haven't totally gone away, but I rarely have them now, and when I do, I can halfway wake up and change the dream I'm having.
Please help me. I love my teeth, and I don't like waking up thinking I have none. Thank you!
Stay tuned, and remember "God made you special, and He loves you very much" -veggie tales
Friday, February 24, 2012
Friday, February 10, 2012
Callings......
3 days after moving into the Pryor ward, the bishop wanted to meet with us. We thought it was to ask us to speak in church, or just to get to know us. Boy, was I wrong. He started talking about all the callings people wanted us to have, and how he had "special" plans for us. Scary. Then, he started telling us about himself, and wanted to know things about us, not telling us our future callings.
I was starting to get nervous. What if I was called into Relief Society? Or Primary Pres.? Butterflies were starting to gather in my stomach, and I just wanted to know now, and not think about it. 30-45 minutes later I was called to into Young Women's as first councilor. I had just told Cory the day before that I did not want to be in YW. I found it intimidating. These girls are closer to my age, they are hyper, and I am quiet and passive. I was terrified, and still am.
I met the pres the next Tuesday. That eased some worries. We have to start by scratch with everything in YW because it was not being done correctly. New beginnings is on the 22, and we have to start all over. It is nice, however, just hitting the ground running. Getting busy right away made me forget my worries.
I met the girls the next day, and I am more excited. I'm still worried about them liking me. I want to be someone that they can trust, and I want them to feel like they can come to me with anything. I want to help them feel and know the Saviors love for them. I want to help them see their true potential, I want to help make their testimonies grow. I want to help them with their problems. I hope I can be the person this ward needs. Cory and I are the youngest adults in this ward, so there aren't many people for us to mingle with and relate to, but we aren't far from friends and family.
Anyway, that's my update. Once Cory gets set apart, I will let you all know his calling. We would appreciate prayers, we've never had these callings before, and at least I am nervous. I guess I cant speak for Cory. Thank you for reading, stay tuned, and remember, you are a child of God, and He loves you very much.
I was starting to get nervous. What if I was called into Relief Society? Or Primary Pres.? Butterflies were starting to gather in my stomach, and I just wanted to know now, and not think about it. 30-45 minutes later I was called to into Young Women's as first councilor. I had just told Cory the day before that I did not want to be in YW. I found it intimidating. These girls are closer to my age, they are hyper, and I am quiet and passive. I was terrified, and still am.
I met the pres the next Tuesday. That eased some worries. We have to start by scratch with everything in YW because it was not being done correctly. New beginnings is on the 22, and we have to start all over. It is nice, however, just hitting the ground running. Getting busy right away made me forget my worries.
I met the girls the next day, and I am more excited. I'm still worried about them liking me. I want to be someone that they can trust, and I want them to feel like they can come to me with anything. I want to help them feel and know the Saviors love for them. I want to help them see their true potential, I want to help make their testimonies grow. I want to help them with their problems. I hope I can be the person this ward needs. Cory and I are the youngest adults in this ward, so there aren't many people for us to mingle with and relate to, but we aren't far from friends and family.
Anyway, that's my update. Once Cory gets set apart, I will let you all know his calling. We would appreciate prayers, we've never had these callings before, and at least I am nervous. I guess I cant speak for Cory. Thank you for reading, stay tuned, and remember, you are a child of God, and He loves you very much.
Friday, February 3, 2012
My humble abode
Sorry I haven't updated in a while. Cory and I are out of Hotel living and moved on to apartment living. We don't have Internet at the moment, but that should change soon. How is apartment living different from Hotel living? Every way possible, and I'm loving every single one!
Cory and I looked at a few places before settling with this one. It is a very nice one bedroom apartment. I love placing my key in the front door and hear the noise as it unlocks the door to my small, but perfect home. It has been so long since I have had a place to call my own, and I have missed having a home.
When you get engaged you assume that you will go straight into living on your own, making your own way through life, but it wasn't that way for us. For the first 8 months of our marriage, we lived with Cory's parents, which wasn't bad at all, They made us feel right at home, we had our own space, making one of the spare bedrooms our living room, but still, it wasn't my own. Then finally we found a very small apartment in Carterville, MO. It was very small, but it was home. Not to our liking we shared it with some cockroaches, who also wanted it to be their home. I would catch them under cups and wait till Cory came home so he could kill them. During the 10 months of our hotel living, I would have given anything just to be back to our crammed, bug friendly apartment. But I know that for some reason, and I don't know what reason that is, we were not meant to have our own place for very long.
Then Pryor was the place for us. Permanently. I almost didn't know what to do with myself. I had trained myself not to look at houses/apartments because it would just make me upset that I didn't have one. It was so odd looking at apartments, calling to look at them in person, and really actually thinking about getting them. It didn't seem real to me. And then Pryor Creek apartments came along. I looked at them first, and loved them, but not getting my hopes up. One day, unannounced Cory and I went over, paid the deposit, and application fee. The lovely lady let us know the next day that apartment building 1717 number 8 was ours, and we could move in that day. I could not contain my excitement! I was finally going to be able to be a proper wife! Cook meals, make the bed, do the dishes, hang pictures on the wall, decorate. I could not wait.
Unpacking was a blast! And thanks to Adam, Dawn and Mason Compton we were able to move Saturday, January 21. The day after we were told it was ours. Unpacking our things that we having seen in 10.5 months was like Christmas to me. And some of the Kitchen stuff I hadn't seen since the wedding, two years ago. I loved organizing the kitchen, choosing where everything goes. I can not explain to you the feeling of using your own things to cook with, and your own plates to eat off of, and finally being able to feed others, and having people over, and not being the guest anymore. I feel so grown up now that I have a home. I will go into the kitchen, just to look. It is my favorite part of the apartment, so big, so spacious, and it's mine. Cory laughs at me when I wipe down the counter for the 20th time that day, but I cant help it. It's something I haven't done since we were married. Our last apartment in Carterville had a foot of counter space. so we never used it. I sweep all the time.
I feel like I'm playing house. I was called into Young Womens, and we had a presidency meeting at our place. I made dinner for Kelly, the Y.W. pres. and I had never made this meal before, I loved opening my cookbook, and making this dish. and by the way, it was amazing! I don't mean to toot my own horn, but toot toot.
Anyway, you are probably tired of hearing about my love affair with my apartment, so I'll stop, but the point is: I have an apartment and it is amazing!
But enough of that. Thanks for reading, stay tuned, and remember that you are a child of God, and He loves you!
Cory and I looked at a few places before settling with this one. It is a very nice one bedroom apartment. I love placing my key in the front door and hear the noise as it unlocks the door to my small, but perfect home. It has been so long since I have had a place to call my own, and I have missed having a home.
When you get engaged you assume that you will go straight into living on your own, making your own way through life, but it wasn't that way for us. For the first 8 months of our marriage, we lived with Cory's parents, which wasn't bad at all, They made us feel right at home, we had our own space, making one of the spare bedrooms our living room, but still, it wasn't my own. Then finally we found a very small apartment in Carterville, MO. It was very small, but it was home. Not to our liking we shared it with some cockroaches, who also wanted it to be their home. I would catch them under cups and wait till Cory came home so he could kill them. During the 10 months of our hotel living, I would have given anything just to be back to our crammed, bug friendly apartment. But I know that for some reason, and I don't know what reason that is, we were not meant to have our own place for very long.
Then Pryor was the place for us. Permanently. I almost didn't know what to do with myself. I had trained myself not to look at houses/apartments because it would just make me upset that I didn't have one. It was so odd looking at apartments, calling to look at them in person, and really actually thinking about getting them. It didn't seem real to me. And then Pryor Creek apartments came along. I looked at them first, and loved them, but not getting my hopes up. One day, unannounced Cory and I went over, paid the deposit, and application fee. The lovely lady let us know the next day that apartment building 1717 number 8 was ours, and we could move in that day. I could not contain my excitement! I was finally going to be able to be a proper wife! Cook meals, make the bed, do the dishes, hang pictures on the wall, decorate. I could not wait.
Unpacking was a blast! And thanks to Adam, Dawn and Mason Compton we were able to move Saturday, January 21. The day after we were told it was ours. Unpacking our things that we having seen in 10.5 months was like Christmas to me. And some of the Kitchen stuff I hadn't seen since the wedding, two years ago. I loved organizing the kitchen, choosing where everything goes. I can not explain to you the feeling of using your own things to cook with, and your own plates to eat off of, and finally being able to feed others, and having people over, and not being the guest anymore. I feel so grown up now that I have a home. I will go into the kitchen, just to look. It is my favorite part of the apartment, so big, so spacious, and it's mine. Cory laughs at me when I wipe down the counter for the 20th time that day, but I cant help it. It's something I haven't done since we were married. Our last apartment in Carterville had a foot of counter space. so we never used it. I sweep all the time.
I feel like I'm playing house. I was called into Young Womens, and we had a presidency meeting at our place. I made dinner for Kelly, the Y.W. pres. and I had never made this meal before, I loved opening my cookbook, and making this dish. and by the way, it was amazing! I don't mean to toot my own horn, but toot toot.
Anyway, you are probably tired of hearing about my love affair with my apartment, so I'll stop, but the point is: I have an apartment and it is amazing!
But enough of that. Thanks for reading, stay tuned, and remember that you are a child of God, and He loves you!
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