One Year in Salt Lake?

A year ago today I moved to Salt Lake! It is amazing how much my life has changed in one years time! In May of last year my mom, me and my cousin Wendy were in town for a family funeral. We attended a BYU ward with my friend Holly, and I had the feeling I needed to move here soon. I fought it, but the feeling did not go away, something was tugging at me to come here. So I put out some resumes not thinking much of it, and got a call back from Roger Moore, VP of Sales and Marketing at Phonex. The next thing I knew I was here for an interview. I told Heavenly Father that if he wanted me here so badly that he would help things to work out--I would get the job, find an apartment and the move would go smoothly. The day I flew out for the interview my flight was delayed making me 3 hours later than planned. I thought at that point it was a sign that things were not meant to be. It worked out that when I finally arrived at the office for the interview everyone was there to greet me. I was there for 3 hours and met everyone in the company--all 11 of them! ha ha. Roger offered me the job before I left and I knew then I would be coming to Salt Lake. The next day I was driving around and found some cute apartments, on a golf course set back in a nice neighborhood. They were the only apartments I toured. Later that day I signed the lease just before flying back to Vegas. This was really happening. Two weeks flew by and before I knew it I was quickly becoming a resident of Utah. But coming here was not all the Lord had in store for me. Two months after moving in I got lonely as I now lived alone and didn't know anyone here so I, the queen of anti-online dating, got myself a profile. The next day I received a wink, and over the next month started chatting with and emailing Lukews6. Exactly one month later we met in person and talked for hours. We went out four times that first week before I went home for Thanksgiving for a week. When I got back everything else fell into place--he met my parents and after three weeks of dating we were already discussing marriage. We got engaged one month later, and married 3 months after that. And this weekend, on my one year mark in SLC-- we moved into a new apartment! It is amazing to me how the Lord blesses our lives. I am so glad for the guidance he gives me and that he knew me well enough to bring me here and lead me to my wonderful husband. We are excited to be in our new place, though we are far from being settled. We will be asking "Where is...?" for awhile as neither one of us realized how much stuff we had, but we are excited for this new adventure in our life!

Luke's Lead Foot

Luke came home from work very upset last week as he received his first ever speedning ticket! He has had a perfect record until now so I had to welcome him to the speeders club. I wanted to throw a party and put up speed limit signs everywhere with big red X marks through them, but he didn't think it was that funny. I offered to bake him a cake saying welcome to speeders annonymous... but he didn't think that was funny either...

As I teased him it made me remember my first ticket. I was a missionary in Rapid City. My companion and I (Brownie!) were on our way home from zone conference-- of all places-- and got caught in a speed trap. The officer never got out of his car, but instead made me come sit in his (awkward!). He proceeded to write me out a ticket and said if it had not been for the speed trap set up he would let me go, but would have to write me a ticket now. I handed him my Nevada drivers license and he was confused since I was driving a car with SD plates. I explained that I was a missionary (hoping he would let me go already) and he said then I should be a better example of someone obeying the laws of the land! So I got my first ever ticket and was not allowed to drive for the remaining half of my mission! When we got back to the trailer (yes, thats right I said trailer) I had to call president and tell him. I told him I got a ticket on the way home and he said "Sister Freitag, it's not that long of a drive!" Our mission was so big we had elders driving 4 hours to come to the conference, and I lived 30 minutes away! At least the experience added some good pictures to my missionary scrapbook...and the original ticket for all my posterity to see lol

As I shared that story with Luke he cheered up. I couldn't be mad at him... when I moved here last year I got two in one week... okay it was more like two in two days... But I have learned my lesson to slow down and I think he will now too!