Smile can do so much!

So while sitting here in Farmington waiting for Eric to return home from measuring an oil well I started to think about something very interesting that happened to me today. Like every day I got up and went to work.  Now for the last couple of days I have been helping to shift books from one shelf to another. Now this is a job that someone with January Webb's amazing ability to organize would excel at. As for me, I am learning and doing better everyday. But the funny thing was that every time I talked to someone I some how was able to make them smile. It wasn't like I was really trying, I was just being myself. I would say something like the fact Sir Issac Newton and his theory of gravity was working against me. Mostly because it seemed like every book I moved just had to fall. Or I would try and laugh at myself when really heavy military history books fell on or squashed my fingers. I guess it all boiled down to my attitude. There are some people that I work with who are real sour pusses. But I don't let them get to me and I have noticed that the more people smile the less sour they seem to be. I guess what all my rambling is about is the amazement that a simple smile or an optimistic word can have so much power over other people's attitude and mood. So to anyone who reads this please try to take sometime in the next few days to pass along a positive word or a sweet smile and watch another person's face lighten up with pleasure and gratitude. You might even surprise yourself.

Funny Dreams make for a Great Day

Ok, so being newlyweds we don't have any kids yet and since we are renting we can have a dog or a cat, but that doesn't mean that we are boring. Being who I am there is never a dull moment in the Winslow house. Take this morning for example. Wednesdays are the one day I can sleep in because I don't have to get up at 7am for work. I still get up and make breakfast and make sure Eric has clean jeans (granted his favorite ones for work are the ones with the hole in an unmentionable place). But this morning he didn't have to go into work due to the fact that he was waiting to hear about a job. SO we got to snuggle together for a while longer. Well while lying there comfortable and war, it happened. I had the weirdest dream ever. Here it is:

I dreamt that me and ALL of my dear friends from Logan, Salt Lake and This is the Place Heritage Park were in a musical version of Pride and Prejudice. This is all I remember I was Jane Bennett and Eric was Charles Bingley. 

Now for the really funny part about an hour later I woke up and was so excited that I remember my dream and that it was so fun I had to tell Eric. Well as you can probably guess he was not amused. First, musicals are not his favorite thing to watch. I will confess that I dragged him to High School Musical 3. He won't admit it but he enjoys musicals. The worst part was that it was Pride and Prejudice. Eric for all his amazing quality is still a manly man and Jane Austen is not his favorite at all. So to say the least he was a little unnerved and worried about his wife. Granted this coming from the man who dreams of playing volleyball and hits me in the chest in the middle of night is not saying much. So in the end we had a good laugh and went on with our day with a slight smile on our faces. I mean how can you fight over laundry or what to eat or how to make the bed (yes we have had newlywed fights, they only last for maybe an hour and then one or both of us apologize) when you are picturing the other singing and dancing in early nineteenth century English clothing. Try it sometime you will find you can't stop smiling or in my case laughing.