Taleesa currently spends most of her time wrestling with a miniature human being on the other side of her belly button, so I figured I would peek my head in and drop some nuggets of interest on this ol' blog. I'll start off with a cliche: It's crazy how time flies.
Taleesa and I just celebrated our three-year anniversary a few weeks ago. We went to Vegas. I'd tell you what we did, but you know how the saying goes. We've been blessed a lot in our three years together. We have our little house that gets noisier each day. A little backyard, big enough to soon furnish a few Grandpa Faylor-esque box gardens. We've managed to make things work with school and jobs and all of that. And if you know us at all, you know how we feel about our little boy. Evan gets smarter and cuter every day. His favorite words are "ball" and "car." His vocabulary is growing and growing. We lucked out with him and decided to roll the dice again. Number Two, still nameless, will be here in just two months.
I've recently retired from the Pizza Factory after a good run of four years. It has been great for me to get reacquainted with my little family. I've been able to write for the St. George Spectrum, writing for the sports section. That has been a lot of fun. I also work in the writing/tutoring center at Dixie State College. That too has been a great experience; I've actually learned how to write in English. I'll finish school in the spring and plan to go on and get a Master's degree somewhere. Taleesa is still working at the Pizza Factory a few days a week, in order to keep us in business. She is the secretary in the young women presidency while I teach Sunday school for the 12-13 year old's. And that, my friends or my wife's friends, is what's up.
