A Smattering Really...

I have so many different topics that I want to blog about buzzing around in my brain, but I know that if I wait and do them one at a time I will forget or out of laziness it won't happen so here we go:

On my way to the gym this morning I remembered a random memory from when Cody and I were still dating.  I don't remember what day of the week it was, but it was def a school day.  Normally we didn't see each other much during the day because we had classes/work schedules that kept us pretty busy til dinner time.  For some reason I seemed to have more free time this particular day so I messaged Code and asked if he wanted to go on an adventure with me.  He said -duh- yes ;) and that he had a lil something he wanted to show me too. 

We were both on campus at this time so it didn't take too long to meet outside the library.  We decided he'll go first so he goes on about how he was walking when he felt something in his pocket.  He pulls out this index card that has a bunch of letters and numbers on it.  He said, I'm not sure what this is but the only thing I can think of is that it's a call number like in a library.  You want to check it out?  So we found our way to the right floor, section, shelf- it happened to be in a section that was all on computer programming etc.  Coincidence?  I think not...so after finding the book and pulling it off the shelf, back behind that group of books was a package of reese's sticks.  Now, if you know me-you know that I LUV reese's anything (except reese's pieces-I don't care what you say, the peanut butter is different than the peanut butter in a regular reese's).  Reese's Sticks had been a childhood favorite but good luck trying to find them in the stores now-I NEVER see them, but one day in the wilk I discovered them at all the checkouts in the candy displays.  Well clearly Cody had taken note of my revelings and it was THE coolest way that anyone has ever given me candy.

Now it was my turn.  So once we got out of the library I had him faithfully close his eyes while I led him all over Brigham Square to get him all mixed up on where he was.  It was pretty funny cause people would sometimes notice what we were doing and would smile or laugh as I lead him around.  Then I started to take him over to the MoA to show him my favorite painting in their permanent collection: "Fallen Monarchs" by William Bliss Baker-it just takes my breathe away everytime but more on that later.  We step in the museum and he says: "I smell paint."  and there goes the impact of my surprise :)  I still weave him through the permanent collection and get him right in front of it and then have him open. 

   

I talked about what I liked about it and he pointed out things that he liked/noticed and we just had a nice quiet moment enjoying the painting and each other's company.  Now if the story ended there it would be just perfect but it even gets better-but I'll save the rest of that for another day.

I don't know why this memory came back this morning on the way to the gym but it filled me with such warmth and gratitude for Code and excitement for the little fun/adventurous/quirky moments that we'll have in the future that we'll some day look back on and smile, and tell our kids about too.

Today I read a talk by Elder Scott from General Conference on marriage.  I am always touched by his relationship that he had with his wife and how much joy it brings him to remember the little things that they would do for each other.  I really liked it when he said,

 "Marriage provides an ideal setting for overcoming any tendency to be selfish or self-centered."

Some people may seem surprised at this statement cause it seems that marriage portrayed on tv/movies etc seems to bring out our selfish and petty qualities, but that's why it's the ideal setting because when those moments arise and those qualities come out, we can stop and recognize that we need to change and turn to service/love etc.  Code is such an amazing example of this to me.  He is sooo selfless-even to the point where he is super hungry and dinner isn't ready for awhile once he's home cause it's taking me longer than I thought-does he complain? no, he just helps and starts cleaning the pile of dirty dishes that I'm accumulating and thanks me profusely for making dinner. 

ok...maybe I'll wait til a little later today to post about some of the other things that were on my mind cause,seriously, how could I top this?