---------------------------------Richfield Trip - April 16-17 Sat, Sun -------------------------------

Friday night we went our separate ways him to his house with his girls, me to ...whoevers house with my boys. My sis had to work so I was babysitting and he said he'd watch the girls while the ex went out on a date or something. Min came home early so I juss hung around. By 9pm he said his girls were in bed reading... Mine was still running around with a bucket on his head... I gave up on bedtime. His girls are just...so different. They are calm and obedient and respectful mostly and cuddly or touchy/feely. The boys are loud and whine/cry when told what to do or done something wrong, dont really know the social standard of respectful (spitting, yelling, in your face, etc.) and definitely dont hug or hold hands. I dont really think its the way they were raised necessarily, just that girls are diff than boys.

Anyways around 11pm I went over to his place when he got home and we went sleepy. We left for Richfield around 10am. Picked up 10 yr old Emily on the way. My head hurt from the weather (chance of rain) and I hadda pee and I was somewhat nervous about going to his parentals house. But I felt better after we had a potty break in Utah county. That construction is scary. We played Evans mix CD's and Emily and I sang to most of them. I'm glad his singing ..abilities didn't rub off on his daughters. I recognized some of that part of the state from last fall the last time I went south. I fergot how far it was tho.

Anyways, we made it and his dad had frozen pizza cooking for us and we were waiting for Evans younger brother to show up with his wife and baby. We were starving and ate that up. His mom was at another siblings house waiting for the newest grandbaby to come so it was just his dad home. Kinda glad for that. We didn't have much else to do after that..... Emily drug us to the park where I broke my favorit flip flops. :( and became the tug and pull in between them. We watched a lil bit of some weird show with no title. Then we watched a movie "Finding Neverland" where I ended up being the pillow for everyone. Then we went to visit his Gma and Gpa (yes they are still living... They live forever in this family) where we had that awkward time yelling at old ppl and thinking of things to say/ask. Then we came back for dinner which was hot dogs and hamburgers out in their fire pit wherein I ended up cooking Emilys hot dog cuz she didn't have the patience and/or couldnt stand the smoke. girly girl. I cooked me one too and thas about all I could handle.. My tummy was still nervous staying/eating at his rents house.

While the hamburgers were cooking his dad was asking Evan about planting and pruning his trees and garden and Evan was giving him tips about pruning the trees so his dad decides to start pruning them right there in his cooking apron cutting of branches and forgetting about his hot dog thats burning in the fire. It was a funny sight, have to admit.

Then we had a slight issue with marshmellows and it was funny see Evan trying the good parental figure or whatever and trying to say no to his daughter. He's so cute when he seems/tries/attempts to be in control. Then we went to search for a game to play with his brother and only came up with Risk. No one has played it before cept the two boys so we all sunk pritti quick. His bro and I had war with Europe and he officially made me extinct. He was helping his wife so she had a pritti good run at it until I convinced her to turn against him. mwhah. Evan of course knew what he was doing, but it was a long game so they juss ended it with a three way tie.

Emily had forgotten her PJ's (she packed her own bag with another males 'supervision' so of course she didn't have half the things she needed) so I went and changed from my like knee length sweats into my PJ bottoms and gave my sweats to her. She has modesty issues (blame her mother) so she was determined to sleep in jeans that she didn't want to sleep in. So I figgered with short sweats and drawstring we could make them fit. Sure enough, Evan tied that sucker up and she had pants and everyone was amazing that my clothes fit her. It had a lot of drawstring okay!! And they were like shorts on me so they were long pants on her.

We put her bed and we went for a bit of walk around the town. Middle of no where, not many buildings/stores and a cloudy night so no stars (one of the only good parts of being in the middle of no where). We talked and fought and made bets and he snuck up on a cat and scared it and made it run into the street where it almost got hit by a car. I harassed him good for that one. I complained about the population of the city and he claimed it was more than Smithfields population. I gotta look that up.

We came back to the house and talked in the basement some more. We somehow got on the subject of secrets again and I ended up making the last confession/secret I thought I'd ever tell anybody ever again. I hate talking about that certain subject cuz it makes me feel...weak and even tho I'm a girl, I still have an ego! I dont want to admit that I was weak or stupid or taken advantage of in any way. Most ppl openly talk about those things to get attention, sympathy, and makes them sound so...victimized. I felt like shite juss talking about it...talking like I was a victim, like I wanted sympathy or attention, confessing how stupid and naive I was at the time, how much I want to just forget it and how much I wonder how much was real and how much I made up in my head. He tried to understand my ego and my view of choice and accountability. Anywaysss it was a bad note to end the day with. So I made him tell a secret so I'd feel better. He makes it sound like he has secrets...but I think he's running out of them. He didnt think it was fair b/c his secrets demean him whereas my secret only demeaned others (the whole victim crap). All he could come up with was a vandalizim stage of life and feeling guilty for the ppl he has slept with. Who doesn't have those feelings? Anyways I finally went to bed.

They decided to let me sleep upstairs in the sewing/fabric room (almost every room is a sewing/fabric room, his mum collects fabric) where all the doors are mirrors in almost every room (freaky), a pink bed spread and ....pictures of dead ppl on the wall. The kind of pictures you'd expect to see in a long hallway of some manison, huge frames, sullen faces, maybe eyes that follow you... And then the creepest being those oval frames with the bubble glass so makes the picture look like a hallowgraph or whatever as if the person was going to jump out at you or fall out of the frame... Anyways... They are big into ancestors and family history. His dad says the room has "a lot of character". *gulp* There was a frame of like 15 diff locks of blonde hair.... Yeah, wasn't too excited to sleep in there..

Sunday morning I kept waking up and wishing I hadn't as I look up at the oval frame just above the bed. I had a really good sleep at night when the sun wasn't shining on scary faces... But I finally couldn't sleep past 9am and stared at the ceiling. Soon after Evan woke up two blonde heads came around the corner through the door and stared at me as I pretended to be sleeping. Evan said I looked like a princess sleeping and Emily juss ate that up and wouldn't stop repeating him. Then the sweetheart turned on the eletric blanket and sat on me to try to cook me in bed. I escaped and ran out of the room into the front room forgetting ...what I look like in the morning and seeing his dad staring at me. Attempted to fix my contain my hair and straighten my clothes as Evan ushered me to the table to eat some cereal. I sat on a bench at the kitchen table and Evan came and sat on one side and Emily on the other. I ended up playing footsie with both of them.

They have like three bathrooms but we took shifts with the water. I dont really understand why ppl have more than one bathroom if you still have to use it in shifts and delegate water. Anyways, Emily took a bath, I took a shower and then Evan got to shower. I sat in the lil tv/office room and stared at all the pictures while Evan took a shower. I couldnt help but think this was a family...like a complete family... so what the hell am I doing here? Do I really think I might one day fit in with this already complete family? I mean everyone has a place in the family and I feel like I'd be the adjacent random person out there on the side holding one of their hands. I mean normal ppl join a family and then make one of their own and I wouldn't really be doing that if I joined them.. I'm like joining a family within a family. I dunno. I juss couldnt help but hold my head and think "what the hell am I doing?"

Evan is very much like his dad. He asked for help from almost everyone there (opportunity of service of something) so I helped him with his computer, Evan helped with the pruning and voicemail machine and he started asking me questions about carrying medications on the plane for when he goes on a trip to CA for two weeks (since I have so much experience with planes and airports now right). Two very humble guys to ask for such help. I know my dad and bros wouldn't do that.

Anyways we were waiting for church at 1pm, so his dad decided (he had it all planned out days in advance like Evan does) he'd cook a roast before church so we could leave right after church and head home. His dad isn't much of a cook (like mine), he was used to his wife in the kitchen and shooing him away so I had to get a pic of the two guys cooking. Evan tried to help by making gravy from scratch. We had potatoes, carrots, onions, and the roast with some corn and salad. Then for dessert we had ice cream and pie. So his brother came back from Monroe for lunch and church. Evan decided to mention that the potatoes might not be done, but hopefully the meat was. Then after some complaints about the running gravy he told them that he made it himself. And well, we'll just say the whole meal seemed somewhat questionable. His Dad asked me what I like to do the other day and I said journal writing so he decides to add at the dinner table "I hope you are kind to us when you are writing all this down in your journal when you get home" indicating the cooking skills, family members and their comments. I guess I wasnt so kind...

Anyways, I think his brother Craig likes me. After my comments and him wiping me out in the game of Risk and the comments I made about his father pruning in his apron and even teasing Evan a bit I think it all opened the door to getting to know me. I like Craigs wife and I think she was okay with me too. She had a 1 month baby with her and Emily kept smothering the child and I'd try and help protect the kid and I didn't want to intrude on her breastfeeding or ask to hold the kid a lot. There's some marbles missing from the Ogden boys I've noticed tho. They are definitely men and don't understand some ethics and stuffs regarding babies and mothers privacy an' such. They explain it as "yer all girls its okay". She went into the other room to breast feed and soon Evan is trying to shove me in the same room to watch TV with her while he went to do something. I didnt want to go in until she was ...ready to have company and he was like shoving me. I dunno. And Craig would burp his baby face down on his shoulder. I noticed how many times she'd have to correct his actions regarding the baby. I got the slight hint that she wouldn't really trust him alone with the baby for too long. I'm pritti sure Evans wife had the same feeling... I think I would too. No offense boys but there are just some things that infants need (like breathing when placed on your shoulder) that you dont seem to ...grasp.

Anywaysssss, we went to sacrament meeting and nearly died of heat exhaustion and then we went off to the house to change and go home. Emily kept forgetting to take underwear with her everytime she changed or took a bath. She had her bag in the front room in front of everyone most of the time. I threw some underwear at her a couple times while she covered herself up cuz she didnt want her dad or Gpa to see her or her underwear. And a couple of times her underwear fell out of the bag on the floor and I'd put it back and she'd see me put it back and go all wide eyed and ask if any of the boys saw the underwear. o.O I understand that 10 yrs might be a time to start caring about those things... but it seemed a lil'...excessive. I assured her that her dad was blind and did not see any of her clothes that were spilling out of her bag. So with that said she wanted my help getting in and out of her dress and with the buttons and bow in the back. That seemed to have given me the idea to go help Evan with his clothes so I ran downstairs but it was too late.

At church she was like holding everyones hand and resting against them and being all cuddly. And that morning she started kissing everyones forehead. She decided she'd go tell Evan that I needed a kiss after that. So we all had to exchange kisses on the forehead. I didn't start it, but I didn't protest it either. I was okay with a kiss from him. She had already got me. It was cute. I guess that means she likes me? All the tugging, hand holding, jumping on, kisses, always being in the middle of those two...? I dunno.

We started off for home around 3pm and halfway through the trip he started getting snappy and saying "no" to everything Emily asked and somewhat ignored her most of the time so I started asking what was wrong and stuff. Turns out he didn't want to drive anymore. I'm sure he was getting grumpy from being so hungry too. I told him he couldn't buy food today... So I took over driving, Emily stopped asking questions and stayed quiet, and he put in the music he wanted to listen to. I still had a headache and was freaky scared of the Utah county construction/clastaphobicness but I still was dancing and moving all over the place with the music and I kept talking. Dont ask me. I felt like I drank or smoked something funny. We dropped off Emily and stopped by his place.....and then went over to Gmas cuz I was kinda certain that she'd feed us. :D We were starving.

Sure enough she started cooking again so we'd have food. Jannis and Neal were still there along with Min and the boys so we visited and then ate. Jannis was good was didn't bombard my boyfriend. Brent wasn't so nice. He said Evan talked like He Man or whoever that is. I guess Evan took that as a compliment, which he should, because we always are claimed to sound like animals of some kind. Min attempted to take off with the cookies. I saved some for my guy. mwhaha. He seemed more...giggly after the prospect of food. Good hell his smile was soo darn cute when I teased him around my family. I juss wanted to kiss his face off. Irresistable I'm tellin ya. We did our dishes and cleaned the kitchen afterward. The house grew quiet and we all turned tired. We put in a scary movie and cuddled up. I made him take a risk and he freaked out but it turned out fine... heh. Then we watched the news and he went home and I went to bed.