When You're Married to a News Anchor

When you're married to a news anchor there are lots of things to learn.

 When you're married to a news anchor you just may find  yourself nervous watching the news.

When you're married to a news anchor you might borrow his blush when yours runs out.

When you're married to a news anchor you may begin feeling like you are drowning in ties.

When you're married to a news anchor you you will always have a pile of ironing to be finished.

When you're married to a news anchor, and he does the late news, he might have a really hard time falling asleep before 2 or 3 in the morning.

If you're married to a news anchor there is always some kind of news, in some kind of language, on some (or several) kind of device playing throughout the house.  (Which probably accounts for Anderson Cooper showing up in my dreams most nights.)

When you're married to a news anchor you dress your husband every single day and when you watch the news you learn what adventurous outfits were not a very good idea.

When you're married to a news anchor strangers feel like they know him, so they hug him very often.

When you're married to a news anchor you go to Bare Escentuals to have your skin matched to your makeup...both of you.

When you're married to a news anchor there are always many makeup brushes to be washed, hair to be kept, and make up remover to buy.

But when you're married to a news anchor you get to watch your cute man on television every single day.

And when you're married to a news anchor you get to be so proud of him as he impacts the world around him.

And when you're married to a news anchor you feel like a celebrity around town because people give you free things (granted, only if the news anchor is present).

And when you're married to a news anchor you get to live vicariously through him because you just might have studied Broadcast Journalism before they told you your voice was too high pitched and your hair was too big to be a news anchor but you still, secretly really love it.

And when you're married to a news anchor you're never quite sure if your husband has been in the line of fire during the day, and he usually doesn't tell you so you don't freak out.

So, I must say, being married to a news anchor is pretty great.  

I wouldn't want be married to anything else.

The girls I love.

If you didn't see the button in the sidebar you possibly don't know that I'm a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints (in other words...I'm a Mormon).  In our church there are several different organizations just so that everyone gets what they need (meaning Sunday instruction, weekday activities, etc.)  The adult women are in an organization called the Relief Society.  The girls ages 12-18 are apart of the Young Women organization and girls 3-11 are apart of an organization called Primary.  Each organization teaches us what we need for the specific places we are in our lives.  (The men are split up similarly as well.  For more information you can visit www.lds.org)

Since getting married nearly 18 months ago, I have received the calling (or the responsibility) to work with the lovely ladies in the Young Women's organization.  Before moving to NM, I worked with some darlings in a Spanish ward in Provo, UT.  You may remember them from here.  Or maybe you remember their dance performance here.  Oh, how I love those ladies.

Upon moving to New Mexico I was immediately called as a counselor in the Young Women's presidency again and I was so excited.  I have come to love these girls as quickly as I came to love the last crew.  We have had so many fun experiences and opportunities and I look forward to many, many more.

Visiting the news station.

An evening at the Opera.  The girls got all dressed up and I proceeded to bawl through most of the opera "Suor Angelica".  It was so beautiful.  What sophisticated ladies...going to the Opera and all :)

I'm so proud of these girls.  Oooooh how I love them!

Well, the adventure of working in a Spanish ward all but blew up in my face yesterday when I received a calling that scares me right to death.  I will now be serving as the president of the Young Women's organization.  It is very possible that I have never felt more incapable of anything in my whole life.  I mean, this is a job for grown ups.  This is a job for the kind of people with lots of experience and it is certainly the job for someone who speaks Spanish since we go to a Spanish ward!  I spent some time this afternoon writing an email message to my Mission President (the man that presided over my missionary work in New York) because only then, as a new missionary, unsure of what in the world was I doing, does that even remotely compare to how I feel now.

It has made me think of how every person in the history of the world has felt who has been asked to do something that was COMPLETELY outside of their comfort zone.  I mean, really, I'm not the first person to be afraid of something or scared of coming up short or not being qualified for the job I've been asked to do.  So, this is my pep-talk to myself.   It made me remember this lovely quote I found on pinterest long ago

 

Um..ok.  I'll believe you.  So, here I am, jumping off the cliff that ended my comfort zone and I'm ready to fly and I'm ready to fall.  I will undoubtedly do some of the first and lots of the latter.

The Mister on Assignment

The life of the Mister has been increasingly more interesting than that of the Lady as of late.  Just tonight, the final segment of a 3 part series was aired of the Mister on assignment as a homeless man.  Homelessness is a huge problem in Albuquerque and so Javier spent 24 hours living as one of them, undercover, to spread awareness.  What an eye-opening experience it was.  (The videos are all in Spanish so they likely won't mean anything to you if you don't understand any Spanish.)

The first segment is all about prepping for the experience by interviewing volunteers and workers from the rescue mission and showing a little about what is available to our homeless friends.

http://www.kluz.tv/noticia/2012/03/05/344914-indigencia-nm.html

Part 2 begins his undercover experience during the day.  He was shocked that after several hours of begging for money (that he had planned to donate to the rescue mission), not one person gave him anything.  He couldn't believe the looks of disgust that he received from drivers and their passengers.  He couldn't believe how many families with several small children there were that were in need of food and shelter.  

http://www.kluz.tv/noticia/2012/03/07/346271-indegencia-parte-2.html

Part 3 is his nighttime.  This was the time that his wife was at home having panic attacks (so much so that I ended up at the dr.'s office having my heart monitored) afraid for the life of her husband.  I knew that several fights had broken out.  I knew that there were lots of drugs and I knew that he was sleeping in a non-functioning prison.  Now THOSE are some awesome text messages to get.

http://www.kluz.tv/noticia/2012/03/08/346270-indigencia-parte-3.html

What an experience.  I'm so proud of my man and what he does to raise awareness for those less fortunate.  He came up with this idea and the station was thrilled.  Ratings are soaring thanks to this guy and I am so proud.

How grateful we are for our apartment, our bed, running water, bathrooms with doors, and a full fridge.

Valencia County Fair

You know you live in the lovely dessert when there can be an outdoor county fair in February.

Sweet husband had to go and stand at the Univision tent and sign autographs for his silly "fans".  It was so funny to watch total strangers walk up to him, as if they're best friends, and give him big hugs.  It's so cute.

It was a BEAUTIFUL day in Belen!

 I had never seen funnel cakes be made before.  The girl that owns the tent kept asking me if I was going to order one.  Boy....did I want to!

 Once you paid to get in, all the food was FREE!  (Except OF COURSE the funnel cakes)  The lines were very, very long and the two times we made it to the front of the lines, they ran out of food.  Blast!

 Watching the pork being prepared was a very interesting and very disturbing experience.  Eek.

 

Javi had been asked to judge the "specialty dishes" cooking competition.  There were some gorgeous dishes.  He was in heaven.  He loved everything he ate.  Naturally, he scored everyone really highly.  I'm not sure he was the best choice for a food judge considering that he LOVES everything he eats.  He's a good eater.

While daddy ate loads of food, baby and I drank a large amount of amazing lemonade and laughed at daddy's love of everything edible.

 Until next year, Valencia County!