Hi there!

I guess I have decided to join the up-and-coming world of blogging. I actually started this blog back in August when we moved from LA to Utah, thus the title "The Simple Life". Obviously, that was all I did...start it. Back then I thought I would write about the whole moving experience, the great things about being back in Utah, being back home, being near family and just living the "simple life". That turned out to be not so simple, things got busy, and I got distracted, the blog forgotten. But, after encouragement from everybody and their dog, here I am! Honestly, I think this is a great way to write about life, keep people updated and to get a chance to just vent! Sometimes, that is exactly what I need at the end of a long day! So, if you get bored, sorry, just move on to someone else's, more exciting blog! There are plenty to choose from.
I have recently had a few experiences that have made me realize that I am a true "dog lover". Yes I know that you all know I have a dog, but having a dog, and loving dogs are two totally different things. A few days ago, I was on my way to work, running a little late. As I pulled around a corner, I saw a big black thing laying in the snow on the side of the road. I realized as I passed it that it was a dog. For a moment, I thought it was dead, but then I saw that he was licking his paw. Relieved, I drove on by. A few seconds later, a little nagging thought popped into my head "maybe he was hurt, if you leave him there he might die..freeze to death, and you could have helped.." I know, kind of morbid, but that's just how I think. So, I flipped my car around just to make sure. As I pulled up next to the dog, I tapped my horn a little bit to see what he would do. Obviously if he didn't move, he was hurt. Well, he jumped up and started walking towards my car. Happily, and much more peacefully, I drove away, feeling like I had done my good deed for the day (cause you only have to do one, ya know, ha). So, today...again, on my way to work, running late, I had another similar experience. I was pulling out of my driveway and down my street when I saw our neighbor's dog, Brutus, trotting down the middle of the street. He is a big brown Boxer. He is never out of his kennel or house, so I was especially surprised to see him running down the middle of the street. I pulled the car over, even though I was running late, and called Brutus over to me. To my surprise, he came right to me. We walked up to the door together and rang the doorbell. We waited..and waited, I rang again, nothing! I wasn't sure what to do...should I take him home, put him back in his kennel and hope they woud come home, what? I couldn't just leave him out, he could get lost..or hurt..Eventually, the owner popped her head out the door. Again, I was able to drive to work, happy and satisfied that the neighborhood dogs were safe and sound. I love dogs, mine and it seems, everyone else's. Also, another thing you will note from this story, I am a worrier, someone that gets nagging thoughts in her head and can't move on until I take care of them. I just figure, sometimes it's hard to tell the difference between the spirit nudging you to do something and just little nagging thoughts. My philosophy is, if you follow all the little thoughts you have, you won't miss the important ones.
This may seem like a strange way to introduce myself to blogging, but this is just a little about me and my life. I am sure I will be back to share more.