a new beginning

well, i suppose it's time to take this seriously. we've had this blog for some time, but we are too busy to update it. ok, i lied. we're just lazy. but if any of you enjoy reading blogs as much as we do, and you lives are half as exciting as ours, you deserve to know what goes on in the life of todd and lisa glazier. so, lisa has bestowed upon me, todd, the responsibility of keeping this up to date. as such, i decided that it was important that the blog have a more macho look to it. black and blue are fitting, no? of course i had to have some element of girliness, so i made sure there was some floral pattern subtly in the background for lisa. i'm sure lisa will occasionally contribute to the blog as well, and so you can always know when she is writing because she takes time to use proper grammar and capitalize letters. i'm way to scatterbrained to worry about that kind of stuff, my thoughts move to quickly. so with a proper explanation of our delay, let the blogging begin.

so, lately we've just both been working like crazy. lisa is finishing her last 20 days (she has a countdown on her ipod touch) at a doctor's office that deals with drug addicts and pain management - i'm sure you can imagine the pleasant folk that come through there. i've been working at the MTC in the development department working as a graphic designer making things like this
it is such a fun job and i really enjoy the environment at the MTC. the people there are a lot more goofy and crazy than you would think. however, in about 3 weeks, lisa and i will both be heading back to school. lisa to get ready for dental hygiene school and me to finish school in the graphic design program at BYU. after going through our budget for the next 9 months of school and life, we are beginning to understand just how expensive 2 people in school at the same time is. however, uncle sam is writing both of us a big fat grant check so that should seriously help out our situation. but we're definitely excited and we are going to be keeping busy with church callings, part time jobs, school and of course being awesome. in brief, life is good and we're having a good time. isn't that the way it should be?

Our Jaunt to the Ward Party

Tonight we were going to go to a ward Christmas party in our new ward (see below for story of finding the new ward). We had only been to the ward once and we were excited to be able to meet new people and start making friends. The party was at Aspen Grove, which is in Provo canyon by the Sundance ski resort, so it is about half an hour away from our house. The weather wasn't very pleasant today either, as this is the first day that it has snowed in Provo all year pretty much. We really wanted to go to the party though, so we braved the snow and drove up the canyon to Aspen Grove. Neither of us had ever been there before, so we weren't sure of where to go exactly. Once we arrived we ended up driving around for a while looking like fools because we had no idea what we were doing and everywhere we went seemed like the wrong place. Finally some kind decided to help us and he told us that the ward party had actually been cancelled and that even if we were going to go to a ward party we were in the wrong place anyway. So after driving all that way in the snow we turned around and went straight back home. At least the scenery was beautiful?!

The Great Bathroom Disasters of '07 and '08

2007
Last year, when Todd and I were dating, we made spaghetti for dinner one night at his apartment. We were about to start eating when I had a sudden call from nature and could not resist the urge. I went and used the restroom (#1 and uneventful). Then when I flushed the toilet, the water kept building up and building up and building up, until it started gushing out over the sides all over on the floor. I didn't know what to do. I panicked. It wasn't my house, I didn't know where the plunger was, and I didn't want to wade through the overflowing river to get to the toilet to shut off the water or anything. I mean that is gross. So what did I do instead? I started yelling for Todd and pounding on the door of the bathroom screaming for help while I was standing on the only dry spot in the room which was the mat on the floor. It was what I later called "my island of despair in a sea of overflowing toilets." Meanwhile Todd is sitting out in the living room wondering how soon it will be until he can eat the delicious food we cooked, only to be disturbed by my cries of help. He ran to my aid, grabbed a towel and started mopping everything up as quickly as possible. Luckily the toilet had stopped gushing of its own accord by this time, but it was still going long enough to have the water flood into the hallway and almost onto the carpet in the living room. We cleaned it all up and after we stopped laughing our heads off we were able to finish our spaghetti. However, if I could help it, I just used my own bathroom before I went to his apartment from then on.

2008
We figure that we will have some sort of bathroom mishap each year, and this year's happened this morning. Last night I left a bottle of benzoin tincture (which is a liquid medicine my dentist gave me after an oral surgery for use on sores in your mouth) open on the counter because I was using it, but then I was extremely tired so I didn't realize that I left it there. Then this morning when Todd went into the bathroom, he didn't see it and accidentally knocked it on the floor. The medicine, which is pretty foul smelling I might add, spilled all over the floor, the counter, and the cupboards. After I heard his cry of dismay I went in to help clean it up. It is pretty strong stuff and as soon as it landed on the cupboards it started eating through the paint. It has a very dark color and it gets really sticky when it dries at all, so our bathroom turned into a giant sticky smelly mess. It has an alcohol base so we got some alcohol (the medicinal kind of course) and started cleaning it off everything. It came right off the floor, and counter, and luckily the cupboards were white underneath so even though it took off the paint, you can't really tell. The smell sadly hasn't really gone away so we are still left with that pleasantness, but at least it is relatively back to normal now.

Finding Our Ward

We recently moved into a new apartment, and it has been rather an adventure trying to get into the right ward. The first week we decided to try out the married student ward since we had never been to one before and we thought it might be nice for a change. We looked up the location online, went on Sunday....and then we thought we might see how the family ward was just for comparison. The next week we went to the family ward. There were nice people there of course, but it came down to a decision of what ward we felt least awkward in since neither of them were nearly as awesome as our old ward. We ended up deciding that the student ward would be the best for us and so the next week we planned to attend that ward again. I thought I should double check the time and location to make sure we were in the right place and it turned out that there were actually two chapels in the same building and that we had gone to the wrong chapel. So the next week we went to the other chapel and felt as though we were finally in the right place. After sacrament meeting we went and talked to the bishop and filled out the usual new member sheets. After we had already given them our names and phone numbers and had written them up on big white board for everyone to see, they figured out that the online information was wrong and that we were supposed to be in a different ward in the stake. Well, third times the charm right? We finally met our bishop and went to our final ward the next week. Sigh of relief.