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Happy Valentine's Day

2012-02-13T20:54:00.005-05:00

Did you know that making 30 unique Valentine's cards is hard work and requires more than an hour? Of course, that's partially because the designer and artist was a 5 year old. We just spent every moment from the time she got out of school until she went to bed creating these lovely works of art...and then deciding which one would go to which classmate at school.
It was a lot of fun. I definitely will try to do better next year and have the creation process completed before the eve of Valentine's Day, but I'm still a beginner at this!
I will also know that I cannot actually watch the creation process. I'm too much of a perfectionist and spent too much time freaking out over the abundance of glue my children used. BREATHE, Liz! It'll all be okay. Glue dries...eventually...
Anyway, we did enjoy the activity and I look forward to more years of construction paper creations with my children.

Explanation

2012-02-08T20:51:00.001-05:00

Sometimes discovering an explanation really does empower a person to do/be better.

Amazed by You

2012-02-04T12:39:00.002-05:00

I have been singing for quite awhile and have had several opportunities to sing in front of both small and large groups. I have yet to experience one of these events without shaking knees and a tremor in my voice. I wish I was that brave but I just am not. And, it doesn't seem to make any difference the frequency with which I "perform"...it's just always a bit uncomfortable for me.
In what appears to be a complete contrast with me, my daughter just nails it when she performs. The child is amazing and doesn't let nerves get the best of her. She sang very well last night at her school's talent show. This wasn't just an anybody can perform kind of deal...you need some talent to be selected. She was the only one her age that performed and she was one of the best singers last night. She stayed on key, knew her words and music AND wasn't even flustered by the mic not being turned on when her music started.
I'm definitely proud of my little darling girl. She draws her strength from her faith in Christ. She practiced a couple times on the way to the school and kept messing up. She said a prayer for herself and, well, the results are there to see. If you haven't gotten to see her yet, send me a message and I'll email you the info so you can watch the clip.
Emily, I am definitely amazed by you and all you do.

Last Year's Bob the Builder Project Completed

2012-02-03T07:36:00.002-05:00

In a struggling economy, it really isn't the best idea to try to sell a house. But, sometimes it just IS the right time to be moving onward and upward. So, what you do is figure out ways to set your house apart from the rest without moving your price point upwards with it.
We decided to build a shed. This isn't some mambsy-pambsy tool shed or something pre-made. This is a built by the sweat of our brows and is wood and vinyl siding (yes, the exact siding as our house...the most expensive part of the project, except we actually already had the majority of the pieces we needed as they were left over from the house being built).
The girls refer to this as "Daddy's house" and it was actually built with the intention that Eric use it as a workshop and as housing for his bikes (motorcycles) for as long as we remain here.

A Couple of Game Reviews

2012-01-31T07:49:00.002-05:00

Who doesn't love the "Pigeon" book series? Guess what? They have a game, too! It's a simple board game that even my three year old can play...and beat us at. We found ours at a Target clearance. Fun game and the whole family can play. You have to move around the board, but sometimes your spin moves the pigeon around the board. Don't Let the Pigeon Drive the Bus Game has given us a lot of laughs as Eric almost ONLY spins for the Pigeon. hahah! Neither of us has ever won a game, so apparently it feels the touch of a child's hand (seriously, it's kind of funny that we keep losing and we aren't ones to just let the kids win, either...losing and winning builds character).
Second game that I recommend? It's one we haven't purchased yet but had fun with last night with some friends. It's called Scrabble Slam. It's a quick card game version of Scrabble. It's great because it is limited to four letter words and you just play your cards until you empty you hand, changing the word one letter at a time! But, you have to be careful because as soon as you see a quick word change, someone else did too! Who is going to lay it down first? That's the fun! You can find this for around $5 if on a clearance sale, but can go up to about $15.

Like Mother, Like Daughter is True

2012-01-26T18:04:00.002-05:00

Have you ever wondered about the saying, "Like father, like son" (original proverb being "qualis pater talis filius," or "as is the father, so is the son.") was true? Or, in like manner, like mother, like daughter? Let me give you a strong affirmative to that!
About two years ago a man by the name of M. Russell Ballard spoke about this concept and how daughters will do the things their mothers will. The influence of a mother is great, powerful, and very real.
I chose to ride a bike with a bike trailer attached in order to take my daughter to and from school. I've been doing this for awhile now and have only thought about how I'm saving gas, the planet, and precious time with my children...PLUS the fact that I kill two birds with one stone by also getting in daily exercise. Last week my children decided that they wanted to get exercise, too. Gianna refers to walking home as her "princess exercise." It's a full two miles between the school and our home. TWO miles that my children CHOOSE to walk. Why do they choose to walk? Because they see that I enjoy exercise and being fit and healthy and they have that influence in their lives.
I'm so grateful for the opportunity to be an example for my children. I just hope that my example is a good one more often than a poor one. =)

Priorities

2012-01-24T19:30:00.003-05:00

Each of us has a set of priorities and we value things based on that. However, sometimes it really makes me laugh to see how priorities create interesting situations. I am only using the following to illustrate. I'm sure I'm guilty of the same thing in my own set of priorities, but this makes me laugh.
First, an individual calls me for a favor. I do some sewing for the individual because they just couldn't justify spending x number of dollars "just for hemming pants" but had no problem calling me to come and do it for free.
Second, the same individual allows me to borrow a movie they just purchased. Somehow it feels like this is my "payment" for services rendered.
Do you see the irony here? Because the priority was set for the purchase of an anticipated new release, the tailoring which was a necessity was valued less. The bottom line for me is to remember that necessities ALWAYS take precedence over wants.
So, I'll sit back tonight and evaluate why my priorities are set the way they are and try to find something to improve upon.

"Kudzu"

2012-01-18T17:43:00.000-05:00

I did not realize that kudzu was a plant that wasn't in common knowledge, so I will enlighten those not inhabiting the southeastern portion of The United States, China, or Japan.
Kudzu is a vine which grows rather rapidly. In fact, it is reported that it can grow as much as a foot a day during the summer months! Crazy! It turns the wilderness in Georgia into a tropical paradise. It transforms telephone poles and dead trees into living trees. Thus the reason for the significance of my "Quote of the Day" which has been up there for over a year (apparently I haven't found another good one).
If you haven't read it: "In the absense of facts, myth rushes in, the kudzu of history." --Stacy Schiff

When a Pyramid Becomes a Plate

2012-01-17T17:28:00.003-05:00

I've always been of the mindset that a good relationship with food will help you to be a happier, healthier person. That being said, when you haven't been raised with a well-balanced diet, I understand that that relationship can be a bit off. Thankfully, I was raised in a home that did a good job of well-balanced meals. Sure, it wasn't EVERY night (come on, sometimes we WERE on the run and a hotdog was the only thing we had as we ducked in and back out the door for activities), but it was more common to eat correctly than not. So, people need some guidance on how to properly balance their meals/eating opportunities to be healthy.
That being said, I always thought the food pyramid was a bit whack. It's not really relate-able and, therefore, not easily followed. So, now that they have adjusted to LOOKING at our plates, because, let's be real, things in theory are a lot different than reality, this can really help people to start realizing what they are really doing because...they LOOK at their plates when they eat!! When I am taught a concept using an image, and I later see that same image, I am reminded of the teaching. SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, when I look at my plate, I will definitely remember the "Choose My Plate" system.
Here's to hoping for a better, healthier populace! And check this out, if you haven't yet.
http://www.choosemyplate.gov/ (I kept trying to make it a link, but there is something wrong with the server at the moment.) And, in the event you are interested at some studies about veggies, check out "Forks Over Knives" at http://www.forksoverknives.com/ or on Netflix. The main point I want you to listen to is the way your stomach processes on three levels to "know" it is eating right.

Cuteness Comes from Kids

2012-01-17T17:16:00.003-05:00

Seriously, you want to hear something adorable? Ask Gianna to quote "her" scripture. She memorized John 14:15 last week and shared it with our Primary on Sunday. Although she can recite it completely on her own, she wasn't sure what she was supposed to do so I prompted her (um...it was her 3rd Sunday ever in Primary and remember, she JUST turned 3 before the New Year) . I love her version of "commandments"..."mamandments". Too cute!
And, Emily did the Family Home Evening lesson last night, which was super cute. She told the story of Jonah and then related a time in her life when she needed to repent...which she prepared that all on her own. This girl is going to be such a great example to people her whole life...namely ME. She informed me today that when she is old like me she is going to get married and say, "Time for Scriptures and Prayer! Just like you, Mommy. And then we'll do it."

Learning from a Child

2012-01-16T12:02:00.002-05:00

There are two things I want to share that actually go together.
First, I'm learning more and more what TRUE forgiveness is. There is a child with whom Emily plays with on occasion (see previous post about me being a recluse). I've had frustrations with the way the friend treats Emily and I've broached the topic with my child. Her response is so Christlike and put me in my place in that sweet, loving way the Spirit can move you. She told me, "But Mommy, I forgive (this person) and it's okay." OUCH! Apparently I was harboring a lot more pride than my daughter ever thought about.
Secondly, when praying this morning over our breakfast, Emily prayed thanks for "The man who's birthday is today." I have to say this really excites me. She can't remember the incredibly long name (come on, technically it IS four names!), but she does remember that he was an important figure in our nation's history. I KNOW I have shirked in my responsibility to explain what Martin Luther King, Jr. did and why, but I have to applaud her teachers for helping her to be culturally aware. And, because I want to encourage that, we're going to have a birthday party in honor of him and accomplishing that dream of black and white and all others of playing and getting along together. If we all were a little more liberal in our forgiving, we CAN have that world where we become not only color-blind, but remove all of those barriers that divide and anger citizens of planet earth.

69 and Counting

2012-01-16T11:56:00.002-05:00

I've finally gotten around to getting my sewing supplies organized. In doing so, I have scanned in all of my new patterns. By "new" I mean those patterns which I personally have purchased since getting married. I have a whole other collection of cool finds from patterns people have either given to me or that I have scavenged at estate and garage sales (those vintage patterns are really cool and I hope to resurrect some of them in the future...however near or far that future may need to be).
Anyway, 69!! That's a lot. And, sadly, a large majority of them are UNUSED!! Of course, since I only purchase them when they are on sale....okay, not "only" but some patterns just never do go on sale....I tend to purchase them in lots of 10, because that is typically the limit. So, with that in mind, I've only purchased patterns about 7 times in the past 6 years. Not really that awful when it is put into perspective, but STILL!! I hope to have a greater portion of these used by the end of 2012. We'll see if that can be accomplished.
Sewing is fun, but drooling over designs may be even more fun...because they stay perfect and I don't know the flaws of construction personally.

Math Brain Meets Linguist Brain

2012-01-09T12:10:00.002-05:00

This may sound mean to some, but it was hilarious in the moment.
Emily is VERY much like me. Letters, words, art...it all comes fairly naturally and easily. Gianna is very much like Eric. They are both very good with shapes and numbers and patterns.
Emily learned that 3 and 2 is 5. She can recite that. She can demonstrate it with objects. However, if you ask her the questions, "What does 3+2 equal?" she will take a moment to set it up on her hands and calculate. No big deal, the child is in kindergarten. So, then we asked her the reverse, "What does 2+3 equal?" Having already put down her hands, she again holds them up and counts out the fingers. We played this game a few times until she finally caught on that we were asking the same question. Next, we changed it up doing the same thing with 4+1. Again, it took her awhile to catch on. Eric and I just kept giggling.
This morning, we played with Emily again. We thought she had surely figured it out and memorized the fact. No! Here's where it gets even funnier. After asking Emily the first time, Gianna sat quietly, but once we started asking more, Gianna would shout out, giving her sister ample time to have already replied, "Five!" So, here, my just-turned-3-year-old had already figured out that the answer to EVERYTHING we were asking was five.
Oh, we had a good laugh, including Emily, but it also really defines the different types of thinking (aka "brains") in our family. Emily is exceptionally bright. She'll memorize facts like nothing, but Gianna is just as bright and catches us all off guard.
It's fun living here.

Accomplishment Wish of 2012

2012-01-07T08:32:00.002-05:00

I know I won't finish it this year, but I would like to REALLY start writing my autobiography. Working with Mr. Jarrett has encouraged me along this path. I can write EVERYTHING I want and edit later. We'll see how it goes.
How am I going to do this? Well, I have found the benefit of recording things online...such as this blog...but I also have an online journal that I write in. So, I will write in there and it will be a continuous entry or something. I thought about doing it with the self-publisher I found, but there is something screwy in the program at the moment. I mostly want to work on recording my mission memories and early marriage years before I forget important things. From there I will work backwards and start chronicling my college years, high school years, and such. My childhood still has others who can help me remember, but most of the rest is on my own.
So, here goes! Wish me luck.

It's Not About Me

2012-01-01T14:05:00.002-05:00

It's a brand new year. A year bursting with excitement and anticipation of what all will happen; both those things we expect and the unknown that may surprise us.
With that in mind, I hope I can remember all through the year and, therefore, all through the rest of my life that it isn't about me.
I'm nearly finished with the "90 day challenge" that was given to members of my ward, nearly 90 days ago. There are so many things I learned, relearned, and increased in understanding through this most recent reading of this sacred book.
I wish I could convey those new insights I have gained. I am completely powerless to express them to you. I wanted to share them with my congregation today. I attempted again just now. I've tried to write them in my journal. At no point am I able to give words to the thoughts and understanding I am now blessed with. What I am required to do now is not to TELL you what I have learned, but hopefully, through my actions, you can come to understand the greater peace, knowledge and wisdom that has graced my life. Because, it is not about me. It is all about God. God and his wonderful, matchless love for each and every one of us. If I can just remember that it IS all about Him, I'll do okay.
Glory to God in the highest and peace on earth and goodwill to men.
Have a very fabulous New Year, my friends.

Wishing You Merry Christmas

2011-12-24T16:48:00.001-05:00

Have a very merry Christmas and a wonderful New Year!

Two Too Cute Owls

2011-12-21T17:39:00.002-05:00

I saw a tutorial online of how to make a baby toy. With a little modification, I've created quiet toys the girls can take with them to church. They can button down the wings and tie the feet just to practice some skills. I had fun making them and hope the girls will enjoy discovering them under the tree this Christmas!

Miracle on 34th Street

2011-12-20T08:00:00.003-05:00

It's not just a movie. It's a musical, too! Know how I know? We went to see it last night at Macon's The Grand Opera House. Yep. Pretty cool and not something we would usually do....not that we don't love the theater, it is just a really crazy time of year for Eric's work. AND, we actually went as a date and...get this...we left the girls with a sitter who is one of my super friends. (Seriously, this isn't the first time she has come through for me on a last minute, so she IS a super hero.)
Last week Eric won the tickets from the local radio station. AWESOME! So, having free tickets and a shortened work day allowed us to bite the bullet and actually go OUT on a date. Eric and I try to spend as much time as possible together, but due to his schedule, we typically only date IN (I mean, really, how often does a couple have their date night on a Monday?). It was really great to get "dressed up" (b/c we weren't in pj's for this date) and be a couple. My girls were just like roommates...all giddy and excited for me (or maybe that was because they love my friend and were excited that she was going to babysit them). It was just really a nice evening and I am very grateful.
It's funny that we won tickets to this show (Eric had never seen the movie, even) because we don't do the whole believe in Santa thing. Now, that isn't to say we don't let our kids enjoy hearing the (avert your eyes for the next few lines in the event that you are a believer) fairytale of Santa Clause and the reindeer and all. They know who he is and they love all of the shows, they just understand that they are visiting the land of "Imagine-nation". My kids have GREAT imaginations and I don't feel that we are "taking away their childhood" like so many others fear. It's okay. They are grounded and my kids LIVE in the Imagine-nation. Seriously...have you met them? =)
It was fun all around (minus the cigarette smoke that drifted in through the exit door we were seated near) and I'm grateful for this season of hope, love, charity, and renewal. Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, Joyful Winter Solstice....however you celebrate, may you have joy!

Winter in Georgia

2011-12-17T14:12:00.002-05:00

We are past the mid-point for the month of December and I am sitting here with sunshine streaming in my open windows. One thing I really love about living in the South is the warmth. I just really, really love being able to enjoy fresh air nearly all year round. It's a beautiful Saturday, and although it doesn't seem much like the Decembers I once knew, I can say that I really enjoy December in Georgia. Of course, there are cooler days that hit us sporadically, but overall, December is quite a pleasant month.

At the End of the Day, You're Grateful

2011-12-13T17:15:00.003-05:00

I've really become a homebody since getting married and having kids. There was a period of adjustment, but after having my second child, I just really prefer to stay home and "mind my own business". Sometimes I probably verge on being reclusive.
There are reasons for that. For instance, with a child in school and our continued crazy work schedule we flex with for Eric, time at home comes at a premium for our family. But, even when those two are gone, I just like to be at home and play with Gianna or sew or read, or...well, you get the picture. It isn't because I don't like people...it's just there is effort involved. =)
So, a friend of mine needed some sewing assistance. I agreed to help and although I was tempted to cancel (all because of the time of day she would be available conflicted with picking up Emily), I made the necessary arrangements and went.
Guess what? I was really happy that I went. It was good to sit and talk and accomplish something productive, too. I much prefer DOING something when I'm with a friend than just languishing about talking about nothing good.
At the end of the day, I'm grateful that I was able to spend some time with a friend AND help her in a time of need. Too bad it takes such a kick in the pants to get me going to start with.

Seamstress for Hire

2011-12-12T16:54:00.003-05:00

That sounds really great, but it is NOT profitable. However, it DOES open people's eyes to the reality that you aren't going to be able to get CHEAP clothes by making them. What you ARE going to get is (hopefully) a good quality item that is actually fitted to the real individual instead of the masses.
But, I'm proud of my efforts and look forward to making dresses for myself. By the way, this is the FIRST adult-sized dress I've endeavored to create.

Bike Log, Stardate 18112011

2011-11-18T19:48:00.002-05:00

I just wanted to make an update about biking Emily to school. We are somewhere between 14 and 15 weeks into school. That's about 70 days, and not that I have gone every morning (Eric takes her on the Scooter when he can...but now it is getting too cold for that), but nearly every day I'm making the trip to school on the bike. It's nearly 560 miles that I've biked in the past few months, and all with around 65 pounds in the trailer. Let me just say that with that continual exercise, I am feeling quite fit. AND, I especially find the windy days the most valuable exercise days...that trailer really catches the wind and I have to pump hard in order to make progress. It's definitely made me stronger!
I really love riding the bike and have benefited from the "have to" of school transport. Yes, it is still our CHOICE to do it this way, but it's that nudge of expectation that keeps me going. I'm a little disappointed that there won't be school next week because then I'll have to create reasons to get on the bike...and with nowhere to go if the coolness stays.

Proof Copy

2011-11-17T09:56:00.003-05:00

It is here! It is here!
This is one of the most exciting personal accomplishments (differentiated from family/eternal goals) of my life. I have helped write and book and we've published it! Granted, in this day and age, being "published" and publishing a book are two separate things. Nonetheless, I will claim my goal of getting a book published. This has thrown me forward into completing other tasks and taking my writing more seriously.
So, I have this book now in printed form where I can spot those errors you don't notice until it is printed and I can also verify that the layout works. It's so exciting and fun. Seeing our work in this format is exhilarating.
Mr. Jarrett and I are meeting again today so I can show him the book. He made a request this time, one that I realize needs to be put down on paper for my own posterity. He wants me to tell him MY life story. I'm very excited to do this and start (again) on writing my autobiography. This is my passion...well, one of them. It's just so addicting! But, I guess that is how every passion is, right?
So, be looking for my announcement that you can get your own copy! (Seriously, it is something my family is totally into...a personal history, a family member, WWII, etc.)

Bunnies in the Attic

2011-11-14T17:43:00.002-05:00

Okay, so they aren't real bunnies, nor are they in the attic. However, it's frustrating to think that my vacuum cleaner does not have a long enough hose to slurp up the dust bunnies that have been residing atop my cabinets. Instead, I got to fluff them out of hiding and try to chase them to the floor where I'd be better able to grab them with the vacuum.
It's amazing where dirt and dust and the like can hide...and stick. I need a taller ladder, but most of the (inside) house has now been washed ...and some places need a touch up of paint because I scrubbed a little harder than I should. Still, it's nice to have that Fall Cleaning done.
And, it was nice to be able to get all of that cleaning done with the windows open and enjoying all of the nice, fresh, warm air of today. I love this time of year in Georgia. It's warm during the day and cool to cold at night. It's fantastic and perfect weather for biking.
And as for those bunnies...rest in peace in the bliss of the trashcan.

Productive Day

2011-11-11T15:56:00.002-05:00

Without having to break up the day with Emily's school schedule, I was a most productive mommy today. I made some pajama pants for my tall and skinny Emily. I finally got around to making my flannel board which is MUCH more transportable and store-able than it would have been had I made it a couple of years ago when I purchased the material. I got the kitchen clean, and have had time to be a mommy to my girls and a listening ear for one of my best friends. VERY productive and I'm quite pleased that it isn't even dinner time yet!

My Collection

2011-11-10T16:14:00.003-05:00

I'm somewhat concerned about what people may think after reading this, but I promise, it is all kosher and above-board. For whatever reason, I collect men. Yes, you read that correctly. I only realized that I have this "collection" today as I was pondering on people I love. Don't get me wrong, I also have a "collection" of women in my life, but I haven't had as tight of bonds with women (that isn't to say I didn't have great girls as friends...but you know, the hero-type didn't really happen until later) until my adulthood, so the list is quite a bit shorter.
My whole life, I have adopted many grandpa's along the way. It never mattered to me that they weren't my biological ones. They just always made me feel happy and appreciated and will just listen to me...or share their own stories with me. Sadly I did not have those relationships with my biological grandfathers...mostly due to physical distance and the fact that they are both gone now, too.
My first memory is of a neighbor gentleman who owned a little cafe in our town. In this case, both 'D' and his wife 'F' were like doting grandparents to me. I would skip over to their house and sweep their porch for 5 cents (which I would later spend on candy in their store). I have always kept fond memories of this couple...people who I didn't stay in contact with but ones I can't wait to see again in the next life. As we approach the Christmas season, I have vivid and fond memories of their gigantic (seriously, it was kind of bent over at the top to fit in the room) white Christmas tree. It was spectacular and I loved that my family sang Christmas carols to them every year and we received a plate of goodies in return. In my mind, that is still the perfect Christmas setting.
The next individual I remember adopting is Mr. L. He was an elderly farmer and loved to have us come across the street to visit. He wrote me a couple of times while I was away at college and I'm sure he never knew how much I adored him. I never knew his wife, but he was very fun loving and affectionate. I'm sure she was spoiled....and probably dished it out as it was given to her, too!
Another gentleman who was fun loving and enjoyed giving me a hard time was Bro. L down in Lake Havasu. He was a very handsome old man and taught me that joy is the true pursuit in life.
Next was "Grandpa W". Oh, what a joy he was! He was so devoted to Christ and read his Bible every day. He only ever asked one thing from me and sadly I was unable to help him. Still, he was this loving and kind gentleman who promised to take care of me if my husband ever left me. And I know he totally would have, had the need ever been a reality.
And, of course "Elder W" who I still look to as a grandpa figure. This was another couple who were just perfect for and to each other. They are an example to both my husband and me of the kind of marriage and family we desire to have and are striving to create.
My next grandpa became a relative. Grandaddy was an amazing man. I was blessed to literally sit at his feet and listen to his stories of his life and learn his testimony and insights to the gospel of Jesus Christ. Beautiful. A man I definitely hope I'm living worthy so I can see him again.
There are also a couple of gentlemen in my current ward who I adore and am so grateful for their love and support. One in particular, Bro. G, always finds the right moment to give me a compliment and send me sky high that I have won his praise. And, someday I will discover the "secret" identity I have from Bro. P...but he won't tell me until I'm "older." He always makes me feel beautiful.
Now I have Mr. J who is an incredible friend, distant family and finds the way to be an incredible blessing to our family at every turn.
Then there is another set of men who are more like uncles or fathers to me. Responding to an inquiry, my companion and I met the "N's" who I love both of them dearly. They really helped me to love my singing voice and, well, I bragged on them in the last post. Really, their humility and meekness is just so moving. Along the same time, I met another couple who reached out to me after the mission and helped me transition into the "real" world. They, too, captured my heart and appreciation. That also spurs me onto memories of two different bishops I served with about the same time who gave me great council and insight into truths of life living the gospel. In like manner, my mission president has been another great example and influence in my life.
That isn't even to mention the wonderful father AND father-in-law I have been blessed with. Great men. PLUS, of course, my wonderful husband who teaches me so much every day.
I just want to acknowledge during this month of thanks that I have plenty of wonderful examples of good men in my life. I am also grateful for those men who I have mentioned that honorably hold God's priesthood and have further blessed my life. There are wonderful women I love, too, but today I want to say thanks to the men of my life.

To A Couple I Love

2011-11-09T20:52:00.004-05:00

I feel like I have been greatly blessed with the people who have been a part of my life. I believe that "family" is more than those with blood ties. It is created from those who love you even in your faults, but who are willing to help you overcome them.
There was a couple who was just fantastic to me while I was on my mission...and forever after. We'll call them the "N's". Such wonderful, humble, loving people. They have been an example to me of what a marriage should be: best friends having fun and enjoying one another's company. They didn't need anyone else, although they did allow others into their unique circle. They never spoke ill of the other. They just loved each other so deeply. They were inseparable.
Well, the time for the physical separation happened last week. Husband "N" has been through the ringer with health issues: stomach ulcers, cancer, etc. His body finally gave out last week and he is on to the next life and receiving that relief from the pain he has experienced over the past umpteen years. I wonder how much pain he has been relieved from and how much new pain is there as he is separated from his wife this way...and her, too. He probably feels even worse for her.
Even at this sad moment in time, I am grateful for the bonds that tie us together. I am grateful to be worthy of being notified of such an event. I'm grateful that I, too, can call my close friends after long periods of time to say "I love you" and it not to be awkward.
There are a great many wonderful people in my life. If I haven't called lately to tell you, know that I do love you and that it is my own feelings of unworthiness or "uninterestingness" that keeps me from doing so more often.
To the "N's": I love you with my whole heart. You have been special individuals and a special couple in my life. Thank you for teaching me all that you did...especially the stuff you didn't even know you were teaching. I love you and I'm sorry for missing the opportunities to call and tell you as much. If I could put a recording on here, I'd dedicate "I Know That My Redeemer Lives". In lieu of my own recording, I dedicate this to you.

How To Know When a Gift Stinks

2011-11-09T16:06:00.003-05:00

I've noticed a few things in my gift-giving years. First of all, I really hate gifts. I know that sounds really awful, but it is really true. I hate the wondering if the person is going to like it and being there to see it opened is even worse (although, receiving gifts is much worse in my book...I don't like THAT at all).
I've made gifts for lots of people and have exercised my ability, or inability as the case may be, to sew. I can tell if people liked it because I will either a.) hear about it or b.) see it worn. And, in the best cases, both will happen.
In the latest instance, I can tell that it wasn't what it was cracked up to be. Granted, the items I made were new and a whole different pattern brand was used. But, the way I know...the recipient hasn't made a single comment on it. That's okay. I guess it is different when you are paying for it versus getting a complete gift. In this case, it was my time and effort that was the gift, not the purchase of materials and that's a major difference.
Still, it just brings me right back to the whole gift-giving. I hate it and I probably always will.

Cutest Outfit, Ever!

2011-11-04T13:26:00.003-05:00

I am so in love with working with velour. Seriously, it made the more adorable blessing outfit. I'm pleased with the results AND I used another nifty tool called "snap tape". Seriously, amazing.
Of course, I'd share the picture, but I tragically did not take one with my camera, only my phone. So, we'll all just have to wait and see how it fits the recipient.
And, some day, once upon a future time, I really would love to have a sewing station. I'm not saying I require a whole room, but a space that I can just leave in the midst of a project and not worry. I'd like, in that space, for a table a bit taller than my dining table, and a chair slightly taller than my dining chairs. Why? Because I get this killer back pain as I hunch over and create.
The End.

Family, Distant or Close

2011-11-01T18:43:00.002-05:00

We just got home from an enjoyable evening with our friend Mr. Jarrett. I took him the latest modifications on his book. It was exciting to print the first page to decide on size and formatting. It's incredible to be at this stage.
After fiddling with that a little and deciding on the next steps to take, we all went out to dinner with him. I was a little concerned because Gianna hasn't been herself lately and I didn't want him to be perturbed by small children in a restaurant. He was delighted and was completely entertained by her. In fact, he declared her to be a genius which I am totally pleased by. Of course, I think my children are some of the brightest and best children out there, so I'm flattered when someone else says so, too. He ended up paying for all of our meals (which was NOT cheap!) and made me promise not to wait long to call.
On the ride home, Eric and I again discussed the need for me to go visit him more frequently. I realize that the book may never come to print because we can forever tinker with it AND it keeps an "excuse" for us to stay in contact. I need to show him that this is more than a working relationship. I adore the man and don't mind spending time with him. I don't think he knows how much I idolize him and am tickled to know that we share ancestors and I can truly call him family.
I've heard people comment that they don't know what individuals do when they don't have "family" around...generally referencing immediate family members (parents, siblings). I KNOW that we create our own "family" through our selection of friends. It's just all the more incredible when a friendship is forged and then the family connection is discovered.
On this, a day when we are supposed to remember our ancestors, I want to say that I am grateful for the great Family Tree that connects us to my beloved friend Mr. Jarrett. I'm honored to be in company like his.

October Here and Gone

2011-10-31T11:16:00.004-05:00

It has definitely been a FULL October.
We started the month with General Conference (the big and anticipated semi-annual broadcast from church leadership for the world). It was delightful and raised my spirits in knowing we are working hard to stay on the path of happiness.
I also had a Relief Society class to help teach sisters to sew (not a big turnout, but with the ability for each person who wanted to to be able to go home with a finished project).
Then, Eric and I celebrated our anniversary by holding a garage sale and making some good moola (trash to treasure!) and then having a whole day to ourselves as the girls stayed with their g-rents for the day AND night! Besides the annual Winner's Circle event, Eric and I never leave our children and even then we are surrounded with people. It was so enjoyable just to be a couple without any worries or obligations (minus the massage appointments we enjoyed that morning).
Finally, we had our Fall Festival at church which was...interesting. I hosted it with a small committee and I can definitely say that it was quite the learning curve. I hope I can remember the things to change or request or follow-up on next time so I can figure out a few more pointers. That is, if I am ever asked to host again.
Now it is Halloween itself. The last day of my favorite month of the year. I love Halloween and it is sad that it is almost gone already. One of our carved pumpkins rotted on the table (the other is WELL on it's way to complete decay, but we are hoping we'll still get to light it tonight). BUT, my house has recovered from last weekend's chaos AND I have a whole family of scarecrows sitting at my front door ready to great...well, us...because no one knows to come around the bend in the road to the rest of the cul-de-sac.

Enlightened Journey

2011-10-21T07:58:00.002-05:00

The weather has turned cool again. Okay, so after checking what the temperature REALLY is, it actually can be qualified as cold. It's 38 degrees in my town this morning. Due to this, I bundled up my girls in the bike trailer with blankets and made sure the cover flaps were down to keep the wind off of them. I, too, bundled myself as comfortably as possible to ride my bike. Just last week I was wearing shorts and a tee shirt on this same trip!
As I rode down the street, I thought about how the trees are now keeping the sun off of me. It is amazing the perspective change I have, because I was previously grateful for the same shade because it kept me cool. Now it is too cold and I would have the trees line the other side of the road.
This got me thinking. There are none of God's creations that are bad. He created only good things. In the scriptures we are told that even the winds obey God. This is significant because we, as mortal men, don't always obey. He gave us an incredible gift that I am only now beginning to understand. Agency. We have the ability to choose. It is with this gift that we put good or evil into action. It is by US that things become a blessing or a curse, often by our perspective which causes us to choose.
These trees were giving the same gift: shade. However, in my current state I saw it as a curse. There was nothing that changed with these trees and their shade, only with me. Granted, the weather has changed, but that is on a continuous cycle and is influenced by the laws that are found in nature. I was the variable in the equation.
As we go about our days, we can recognize the great trust God placed in us by giving mortal man the opportunity and the responsibility to choose for themselves what they will do in this life. When a missionary, I was often confronted by people who would ask "why would God allow..." this terrible tragedy or this sadness. I wonder why they try to make God responsible for what man does. It is through the gift of agency that good and evil is enacted upon this earth, and it is done by man. God will not take that gift of agency away. He is a god of choice and truth and love. Only by making good and bad decisions do we grow and change and prove our mettle. Only by recognizing our ability and responsibility to choose do we gain the ability to change the world.

Conference Chat

2011-10-14T11:42:00.002-05:00

I love to learn. Part of my joy in learning is to talk about the things I learn and to hear how someone else understands the same thing, but perhaps in a different light.
I invite you to join me in learning more about the gospel of Jesus Christ. We recently enjoyed General Conference and my sister and I have decided that we want to review the talks. So, we are going to talk about a talk each week and I'll try to post some of our review thoughts on here. I'd love to hear your thoughts about each talk, too!

Elder Richard G. Scott's The Power of Scripture
Love that memorizing scripture is like building friends. I felt huge pat on the back because we have chosen and have been memorizing scriptures as a family. It has increased the love of God's words by doing this together. I love hearing the scriptures from my children's lips. It has a beautiful power this way. It has brought us closer together.
I wrote in my notes that we need to read The Book of Mormon every year. This was further enforced when the Georgia Atlanta Mission President came down this past Sunday and issued the 90 day challenge to our ward to read The Book of Mormon completely in the next 90 days. I've learned so much already. The scriptures open up new windows of knowledge each time we read because we are different people in different situations because, as mortals, we are constantly changing.

Breaking Rules...In Fun

2011-10-13T20:18:00.003-05:00

Before you think that I don't have fun or even know HOW to have fun, let me assure you that I do. It's not the crazy I-can't-remember-exactly-what-happened kind of event...I rather prefer remembering the things I do and KNOWING that I enjoyed every minute of it because I can recall with clarity what went on. Along with that, I also believe that having fun can happen by keeping all "rules," "laws," and social "etiquette."
My daughter recently participated in "Hat Day" at school. We gave her the option to do this as it was a fundraiser the school participates in. I get that. But still, I am a little leery of these kinds of events because it teaches that if you PAY you can break the rules.
So, now we are coming to school spirit week. Again, there will be a hat day and a camouflage day. Both of these items are prohibited by the school's rules. I just really wonder why we are teaching children that an occasional lapse from the rules is okay. It isn't. Or, if it is, then the rule was ridiculous in the first place. Take your pick.
I'm constantly hearing from older generations about how my generation and those under me are full of disrespectful people. In fact, it has been publicized that we live in an "I deserve society" and I deserve it "NOW" without having to put in the hard work. Well, then, I ask, who taught us? Where was the bending of the rules that allowed us down this path in the first place. It isn't like we had a big social revolution where my generation fought for these changes. They were allowed to happen, which means some leniency granted from the previous generations.
And so, I look at these little social things that we do in our schools, our churches, our clubs, and with our friends and family that bend the rules on some point of justification. Is it really helping the kids to teach this, or could we, with a little effort, teach them how to "let loose" the correct way and not break rules just because they are the obvious choice for "freedom".
What are your thoughts? What do these things really teach our kids?...and please explain your point of view.

Something You Should Read

2011-10-06T07:12:00.003-05:00

I really wanted to post a couple of articles from the most recent General Conference, but they are not all available in text format (you can still watch them or listen to them, though!). So, I decided to do it a different way.
Today I will share this talk. It was given by President Dieter F. Uchtdorf, a counselor to the Prophet. I love the way he uses real life images to help me remember the things he teaches. And, there are several of the points that we ALL need to remember. Enjoy his words!

Can't Wait!!

2011-10-01T14:01:00.002-05:00

Okay, I just couldn't wait for another session before writing about how much I love and appreciate the words of the leaders of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I am so uplifted and energized right now that I am near to bursting with love, joy, gratitude and excitement.
Don't miss out!! Watch it online here or on BYU TV or at a local meetinghouse of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. It broadcasts a new session at noon MST today and then two more sessions tomorrow at 10 am and 12pm MST.

Honor Thy Father and Thy Mother

2011-09-25T15:16:00.002-05:00

It's actually a hard one to learn. It's even harder when the lesson comes and smacks you in the face...literally. And, more especially if your name is Gianna.
After putting the girls down for Sunday naps not once but twice(no, they don't always take naps other days, but we try to get some rest on the Sabbath), we were awakened a short time later to an urgent announcement from Emily that Gianna fell off the bed.
Startled and wrongly powered-up (you know the adrenaline rush and wooziness that happens when awoken shortly after finding that good friend Sleep), I was confused at how this could have hurt her. She sleeps on the bottom bunk, so it shouldn't have been much of a "fall". Little did I know that the tiny little girl had braved climbing the ladder to her sister's bed where she dropped off and landed on her beautiful face, marring her forehead and cheek. (If this child makes it through childhood, it WILL be a miracle! And to think this is our daughter and NOT a son!)
Sadly, after soothing her and addressing her injuries, we still had to explain the importance of that fifth of the ten commandments. It is proving pretty literal to "Honour thy father and thy mother: that thy days may be long upon the land which the LORD thy God giveth thee."
I know this is a continual lesson, but I really look forward to less painful ways of my children learning.

It's Nearly Autumn!

2011-09-21T16:00:00.003-05:00

It has "cooled" off here in the South. I term that with quotes because it is relative cooling...a drop in twenty or thirty degrees is quite a cold front. I'm loving it. My favorite season is the fall. There are wonderful colors, smells, foods, and you get to pull out your warmish clothes (well...eventually I will get to. Sweaters at 80 degrees isn't really fun...or cool).
I've always loved autumn. As a kid, I loved going back to school and starting that new year. Yes, I realize that classifies me as a bona fide nerd, but I own it. I still see Fall as being the beginning of new things. And, it isn't school's fault, either. I started my mission in the fall. I moved here in the fall. I got married in the fall. See? Great things happen at this time of year.
So, celebrate tomorrow with something Fall Festive and let me know what you did!

Angelic Face

2011-09-19T08:31:00.002-05:00

I just wanted to share something beautiful with all of you. As you know, I teach music to the Primary children (ages 3-12) at my church. It's a great callihttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gifng for me because I love to sing. It's also great because the kids are great. Yes, sometimes a bit unruly, but that happens.
Yesterday, I got a little bit of heaven shared with me. The children are practicing their songs for the annual Primary Presentation (where they get to do the big congregation program to share what they have learned this year. It is music and the spoken word kid-style.) As we began singing a beautiful, sweet song about Jesus Christ("Did Jesus Really Live Again?"), I was looking at all the children and making sure they were confident singing the words. There was one young boy who just radiated the spirit. I wish I could have captured the image to share with you. I am blessed because it is imprinted forever upon my mind. As he sang this song, I felt his testimony as well as the love of Jesus Christ. I couldn't help it; I started to cry.
Oh, if only I could sing with that Spirit! What a beautiful experience for me! I am so grateful for this child and his parents for raising him to be capable of shining forth. Truly, "Ye are the light of the world. A city that is set on an hill cannot be hid. Neither do men light a candle, and put it under a bushel, but on a candlestick; and it giveth light unto all that are in the house. Let your alight so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven."

Let Me Be the Parent

2011-09-16T12:01:00.002-05:00

I don't want this to get into a rant, but I've had about enough of everyone's "concern" about my children and their education. Leave it to my husband and I to receive revelation and inspiration regarding our children. I let you do it for yours! Last time I checked, God entrusted US with these particular children, not a third party AND I haven't asked for your advice because I trust that my husband and I can receive that direction in our own way.
I have been bombarded with different individuals giving me unsolicited advice on a particular subject: my child's educational opportunities. Guess what? We pray ALL the time about how to raise our children, and education is one of those key points. If God has a different way for us to follow, let HIM instruct us, not you. Secondly, we have done our research. That is not just research about the school and teachers with whom we have entrusted our daughter , but also research and study of our own dear child and her needs and how best they can be met. Lastly, and just as importantly, we educate on all aspects of life in our home all the time. We aren't relying on any one source of education to fill that need. I'm not saying I'm a genius at motherhood, but I will say that I try to stay in-tune with the things my kids are interested in AND to their level of understanding (which is generally on a higher plane than a lot of people will give credit).
So, while I sit here and have my opinions and information and reasons for choosing something, you can sit there and have your own and have them as different as you want them to be. The difference is, I'm letting you choose, so why won't you give me the same respect and let me choose for my family?

A Challenge

2011-09-04T11:52:00.003-05:00

I noticed something about myself today. I give lots of challenges. Of course, my challenges are usually from something that I've changed and have found to bring peace, joy, or interest to my life. I have reaped benefits and so I invite others to do it as well.
As a missionary, this was something we were trained to do. I mean, really, what would be the point of teaching a person something if you don't invite them to try it out for themselves? If they don't try it out, then they will never know what you were really talking about!
I shared my testimony of two things today.
First, I shared that when you want to set a goal, children are great supporters and encouragers. For instance, I used to memorize a few scripture verses every day. I even worked up to memorizing talks given by apostles and prophets. My focus at that point in my life was treasuring up knowledge so I could share it with those I was teaching. I had that as my encouragement. Well, today, my most important listeners and learners are my own children. I wanted to get back into memorization for spiritual as well as physical benefits (you improve your mind as you memorize things...you know, brain exercise). After hearing a bit of encouragement from an apostle during this talk in April 2010, I tried different ways of implementing the study and memorization. Now we memorize, as a family, one scripture each week.
The second point I wanted to make was that we can and all should be fasting and donating a fast offering to the Church each month. Because of memorizing the scriptures this week, we taught our children about the poor and needy as well as being of one heart and one mind. In our prayers this week, Emily has been a good example and has been praying that we have one heart and one mind. She has also picked up on the idea that there are people out there that don't have as much as we have. I got to teach her the concept of fasting and fast offerings, which was great because today was "fast and testimony" Sunday, when we do this as a ward (congregation). This morning she asked me if I was "saving food" which was her interpretation of the devotion. Yes, my dear, I am saving food so that I can share with others. It struck me then that there are many mothers and fathers who are saving food for their own families because in order for them to eat, their children may not. What a powerful way to teach me during my fast.
At the end of this, I offered a challenge for all of us to fast and make the fast offering, but also to provide service to those who are around us. This is my point. I've taken home the meaning of teaching: enlighten and motivate to change.
I hope I don't offend anyone. I just find joy in these things and am excited about them and want others to experience it as well. I'm not offering a challenge because I think I'm better than someone else; just hoping that we can all encourage each other to do better and be happier.

Not My Words

2011-08-30T20:51:00.002-05:00

So, I have a degree in Comparative Literature. "What does THAT mean?" you think. Well, it can be a lengthy explanation. In fact, one of the courses I had to take was defining the discipline. I find that funny because I'm not sure how many other disciplines are out there for study that have to first be defined. I mean, you go into biology, you know that it is the study of life. It's the title. But, somehow, comparative literature is a bit more elusive than that. But, to break it down, it is the comparing of two of more cultures through a medium of art; be it the literature of books to books, or even literature and film or whatever. It is mandatory to have a minimum of two languages with which to use in comparison, and by this, also the cultural background to discuss theories, sciences, social changes, etc.
Because of the blessing of this training, when I read something, I tend to look at a lot of different perspectives considering what is being written. With that in mind, the number one rule in comparative literature is to GO TO THE SOURCE.
Every time someone references a quote, a link, a theory, or what have you, I am searching for the original context. There are too many times that people pick up on something they were looking for and exclude the rest of the context with which it was said, written, or done. In fact, within the church culture I live in, we are constantly reminded NOT to quote apostles and/or prophets unless we can give the exact reference so that the context can be read by listeners/readers at another time.
I read something today and was shocked at the way information was presented. I am not doubting the person had good intentions, but the quotes used were severely out of context. We have to be careful that when we are looking to "justify" our reasons for doing something that we use our own words and stop pretending that we are standing on the shoulders of others. If it isn't in the context of the quote, we lose a lot of understanding when separated from the rest of the speech, book, film, or novel. Even if we are taking great care and don't think we are doing it, we easily slide in to manipulating other people's words for our own purposes and typically creating our own propaganda. I'm not excluding myself from doing the same thing, but ask that you please take into consideration when reading bits and pieces of things. Just as statistics can be swayed greatly for a particular purpose, so can words.

Step One of a Dream

2011-08-26T12:19:00.002-05:00

In the third grade, I decided I wanted to write books. I've been a bookworm my whole life and I even prepared myself through college to become a great writer through my choice in major. I'm not saying I've reached my goal yet, but I am on step one...finally!
I have been working with a gentleman for quite awhile now and he has turned over his autobiography for me to work on. I just finished the initial editing and proofing of his own writings. We meet next week to discuss questions I have and to work out any other information kinks. After that meeting, I will be spending quite a bit of time rewriting and reworking his life into "book" form. I am so excited to be able to work on this project. I hope I can truly see how to do this and create a wonderful piece for his family to enjoy. We don't want it to be a dry autobiography, but a living, breathing narrative.

Would I Lie to You, Baby

2011-08-22T08:05:00.002-05:00

Okay, so this song has been stuck in my head since I watched an episode of "Drop Dead Diva"...yes, I know, silly, but I actually like the show for some strange reason.
Anyway, lying is something I can't stand. To me, it goes hand in hand with another pet peeve of mine: hypocrisy. It takes both to be able to lie, according to Liz. Now, I understand that sometimes we may think that it is appropriate to tell a "white lie" in order to avoid hurt feelings. My way of getting around this, because I don't think lying is ever okay, is to steer the compliment/remark in a different direction. For instance, I am not a huge fan of "baby cuteness". I actually think 99 percent of babies are actually unattractive. Sweet maybe, but not "cute." So, instead I compliment on something else like, "Wow, her eyes are SO blue!" Or "What a cute outfit!" Sorry if I'm telling on myself now and you realize I've never said your infant was cute (you probably will hear it from me when they reach toddlerdom because I find toddlers basically irresistible and always have), don't be offended.
With that in mind, I don't think people should tell all out lies. I'm going to use this experience as a for instance, but there are also people very close to me that do the same thing...and it is really everything I have in me NOT to call them out on it and expose their manipulative and erroneous information they share. And, after reading a particular book (THANK YOU, CB!! It's one of my fav's!!), I realize why I pay attention to what people say as well as their body language which reveals a lot of information, too.
A man approached us the other day to request a donation of money for his wife and him to get a hotel room. He claimed he only had $7 to his name, but that his boss was holding a check for him for thirty-five hundred dollars, but that wouldn't clear the bank before 9am tomorrow morning. He then explained that he's having a rough time and he just started work on Wednesday.
After explaining that we didn't have anything to give him, which we didn't, and he left, I then asked Eric if I had heard the story correctly. Firstly, he had a check that his boss had that the band was going to clear. Next, he apparently made $3500 in THREE days!! I want his job, and I would only work one week a month!! I also have to point out that he was wandering Wal-mart's parking lot WITHOUT said wife. I mean, if they need a hotel room, where is she?
I'm not saying that we shouldn't help the deserving poor, but just be wary of being scammed. I am more likely (when I have money or food to donate) to give it to a person who I feel is being honest, not pathetic and with a big long story about whatever.
So, would I lie to you? No. I'll always try to be polite, but I try my best never to say anything that is untrue.

Appearances ARE Everything

2011-08-20T17:16:00.002-06:00

Talking to a friend who is fairly recently from Africa, we were chatting about a few things. She gave me a few phrases that I thought were good and interesting and...not following the "politically correct" movement.
One was, "I know who you are by what you wear." I think this is basically true, too. I have to add that people tend to apply this (in their minds because no one would EVER dare own up to it) to other items as well. For instance, since we drive a Merc, I've noticed a lot of difference in the way people talk about what I drive and how they approach me. Actually, in a very specific instance, people approach me ALL THE TIME asking for monetary assistance now that I drive this vehicle. They don't realize that it was a reduction in cost, so they just assume from appearances. I can say this because when I drove my minivan, no one EVER approached me in a parking lot for assistance. Go figure. This is why I say it is "basically" true because we don't really ever know how much a person paid for an item.
For another instance, my daughter was wearing a dress one Sunday and a comment was made about how much money her parents spent on the Osh-Kosh dress (which, I was surprised that the dress was that easily identifiable). What this person didn't know was, she was speaking to the mother who DIDN'T pay a lot for the dress because it was purchased at a yard sale for $1.
My punch line here is thus: be careful HOW you judge people on appearances...you just might be surprised at the information that isn't so easily seen.

Where Everybody Knows Your Name

2011-08-16T08:56:00.002-06:00

Or at least your bike. A week into school and everyone already knows us because of the bike. Thus far, people seem entertained by the "novelty" of the bike and trailer. I really, really love being able to ride the bike. In less than 30 minutes, I can be to school, pick up Emily, and be back home. There just isn't another option for pickup for us than this because nothing can compare.
Of course, I am already trying to figure out what I do in the following years when we have larger and possibly more children going to school. I can't exactly continue to carry both of the girls for multiple years. My big hope is that Emily will become a good bike rider herself and be able to ride her own way to and from school and that Gianna will eventually get to that point as well. In the meantime, I don't mind pulling the extra weight and getting a great workout while being effective and time efficient at getting my child to and from school.
Speaking of the workout, I was a little intimidated by getting on the bike again after not riding all summer. Guess what? It was EASY!! I know you are supposed to lose muscle tone and strength after a short period of time, but apparently I did enough other exercise (building a shed and mowing the lawn, perhaps?) this summer that I was able to sustain my strength. Sure, I'm a bit slower that I will be in a couple more weeks, but it isn't killing me...at all. Even in all this heat, I'm not getting super sweaty and uncomfortable.
There are just so many perks to the bike. I should start a club: Moms on Wheels.

Dinner Meal Planning

2011-08-15T14:03:00.003-06:00

Okay, so it isn't exactly in effect as of yet (the official start is tonight as it was only prepared last week), but I am excited for the possibilities. Eventually I will add more choices to this, but "in the beginning," there was chaos, then light and dark and on and on. So, our meal planning will begin much the same.
Last week we had an FHE on food. I feel like we are always talking about food in random ways, but that's what you get when one of your children is a budding scientist/doctor/something. Foods that are good for your body, foods that are fun to eat but should be limited, and foods we shouldn't eat ever (mostly drinks, actually).
I had this epiphany that the kids can help me make our meal plan. It's kind of hard when both of them don't read or don't read extremely well. SO, I grabbed some paper plates, labeled them for each day of the week, printed out some pictures of various dishes with the hope to laminate them, attach them to velcro and have a matching piece on each dish.
It's fun and it's great and I love having the girls join in the joy of choosing what we will have for dinner. I will just be more effective having it planned out a week in advance. Thus, I have added an important planning portion of our weekly Family Home Evening: dinner planning!! We'll see how it goes for awhile and then I'll return and report...at least to ourselves. =)

Vegas Reunion

2011-08-12T10:04:00.003-06:00

The mission I served for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints was one of the best things I have ever done. It solidified my testimony of the truthfulness of the gospel and has helped me in so many ways as an adult, a wife, and a parent. Those 18 months were the most intense life schooling a person could ever have (24 months if you are an elder).
I met some amazing people and had a lot of fantastic memories. It's funny, though, because as life goes on, you tend to forget the details. Amazingly enough, a little reminder can jolt a multitude of memories.
On Sunday one of the missionaries serving in our ward approached me and asked me a little about my mission. He's all grown up and I wouldn't have recognized him, but this was a young man I knew while I was a missionary. Seeing his name tag and chatting with him brought back memories of his sisters and his parents, even the details of the house layout and photos on the wall. In fact, this particular family was a real help to my companion and me. We'd been trying to meet with a particular individual for some time; someone I knew would be baptized soon. However, my companion became very ill and needed an opportunity to rest and recoup. I was unwilling to let the opportunity to teach this man go and we were able to make arrangements with this boy's family so I could be at the dinner and begin teaching. My companion stayed with the mother at their house while one of the daughters came out with me on the teaching appointment. Because we were able to start teaching that night, I was where I was supposed to be to help this man on his journey back to God's presence. I was transferred a few weeks later, but this man continued meeting with the missionaries and was baptized later that year. I was even able to go back to witness his baptism. This man was such a big part of the excitement of my mission and yet I forgot this "little" detail of who was with me when it started.
I'm so very grateful for man's family (because although he was a boy then, he has grown up!) and the opportunities they provided us to continue serving even when it seemed impossible.
This is a fantastic family. All of their children served (are serving) missions and the parents are also serving a mission together right now. What a great example they are!!
It was such a gift to be able to see this elder and catch up on a major portion of my mission (I served in his ward the longest of any of my areas AND I ended up moving there for a short time after my mission). It's wonderful the way the Lord pours out blessings upon me.

Logger Woman Liz

2011-08-05T11:45:00.004-06:00

When we lived in Washington, we had a wood burning stove. This gave off great heat but it demanded that we spend summers gathering wood for the winter. I'm almost positive that we ALL grumbled EVERY time, but I also remember after getting there that it was fun in some way or another. Sometimes just getting out into the fresh air and sweating is all that is needed.
Apparently I was wanting that today. First thing this morning, I went out and mowed our lawn. While mowing I realized that we have never moved the tree trunk parts. Of course, part of the reason was because they needed to dry out some as they were too heavy with sap and water to try to maneuver.
Guess what I did? I moved every single last log and stacked the wood so it looks better. We don't have a need for the wood, but it is there until we can figure out what to do with it. In the meantime, I have regained my side yard and it is no longer an obstacle course to get to our beautiful shed (I probably haven't posted pictures of that as of yet. I'll get to that post as soon as we finish the gables).
There is definitely something to be said for hard work and good old sweat....and getting up early enough so you don't melt in the 100+ degree weather while doing it.
(And those logs are a lot bigger than they appear. Hannah is in the foreground, giving distortion to the size of the logs in the back. There were several (try all the ones on the bottom left) that I could only roll or flip end-to-end to get them over there. You'd be more impressed in person. =)

Another Talent Underway

2011-08-04T13:30:00.002-06:00

I have often marveled at those who can play the piano. I am such a fan of this instrument. However, due to not pursuing further lessons as a child (yes, I fell into the "I don't like this" category and my parents relented...for all of us, I guess it isn't fair when you have multiple children pooh-poohing the activity), I never did develop this talent. Life continued and I pursued other means of developing my music abilities.
First was singing. I have always loved singing and this has become my tell-sign if things aren't okay because I STOP singing. This lends largely to the singing of our lives that goes on in our home, including Gianna and Emily's own versions of "My Life the Musical". I've never had any formal training, though I did sing in the choir at school and church, but I did learn by singing along side of my older sister who did play the piano. I learned both soprano and alto voice this way. Currently I get to share my love of music and singing by serving as the Primary Music Leader at church. I teach children the age of 3-12 in large group settings.
Next was the selection of the flute as my "other" musical instrument. While in the fourth grade, my parents and I agreed to this instrument and they purchased a new one for me to use and learn on. In the fifth grade I began learning the flute and played in the "band"...I'm not sure what they called it then. I continued this throughout middle and high school. I thought the flute was such an elegant instrument and that was largely the reason for my choice, not realizing how a major part of it's beauty is in the fact that it is an accompaniment instrument that sounds beautiful next to other voices.
I didn't leave off on musical instruments there. My junior year in high school we had a change of band teachers. Because of this, a large portion of students dropped band and jazz band. I wanted to participate in jazz band, but there wasn't a whole lot of need for the flute. I was fascinated by the throaty tones of the saxophone and a friend of mine and I promptly requested the opportunity to join. We went the first day to discover that the new teacher was unaware that neither of us had ever played a saxophone before. He relegated us to the storage room to learn. We had a crash course in it, administer by ourselves, and began playing with the rest of the jazz band the following week (we only met two mornings per week, so we essentially learned in two days). It was an easy transition because of fingering, but a whole new world for mouth positioning and our poor embouchures! I was so in love with this and had a few solos, which was quite intimidating and problematic since tightening the embouchure changes the sound emanating from the instrument. Squeaks ensued, but I was learning performance.
After leaving high school early, I no longer played in concert, pep, or jazz bands, so my instrument skills have fallen by the wayside. It just isn't as much fun to play the flute solo and I don't own my own saxophone, so I have let it slip with the goal that some day I will get back to it. However, I have spent a lot of time singing and was blessed to serve a mission under a president who advised us to sing at every appointment, which I did.
Since getting married and housing Eric's Grandaddy's electric piano, I have had the desire to restart my learning of the piano. I recently made arrangements to learn from my friend, Beth. Things happened and I wasn't able to start. However, she had the need of housing a "real" piano for a few months and it is now a resident at the Boyd Abode. In exchange, she has offered to give me lessons. It's fantastic! I am loving it so much!! I don't have great skills, but I am learning and she is a great encourager. I couldn't tell you how much time I am spending at the keys, but I sit down a few times a day because I love it so much. I hope that by seeing me learn the piano and loving it, my girls will continue to have the desire to learn and play and have that gift in their lives. And, I hope that they will one day exceed my abilities and amaze me with their skills. Motivation seems such a factor for children learning things like this, but it is also an effort and work for the parents to stay behind it and encourage them on the path. I know too many adults who are living my same "I wish I would have" life in regards to the piano.
So, for the next forever, I hope to be taking lessons and learning to become a proficient pianist so I can bring music into our home more fully as well as to serve in other ways in church.

Miracle of Miracles

2011-07-27T06:33:00.002-06:00

Okay, perhaps it isn't for anyone else, but it IS for me.
Sunday we were at a company picnic. I wasn't too thrilled to be doing it, but it was a necessary "evil" (not that it was evil in the slightest). However, when we got there and I got chatting (I know, the poor things!) with a couple, I started enjoying it. I brought our camera along to capture some moments...which never even happened. However, it is important to know that our little Elph was along with us.
I made multiple trips across the way to the public restroom. In doing this, I ended up setting down the camera on the toilet paper dispenser. Of course, I didn't remember and left.
Well, after that, we went over to Eric's parents' house, as usual. We played games and had a ton of fun over there. We got home late and I certainly wasn't thinking about the camera.
Monday passed without any photo opportunities presenting themselves, but then yesterday it was raining and the girls were having fun playing in the water. Now, I know I have a camera on my phone, but I really just don't like using it. And, why should I when I have a little point-and-shoot that takes really fabulous pics? I searched everywhere for it to no avail.
I prayed about it and remembered setting it down next to Gianna's carseat in the car. Nope. Not there. The next and lasting image was when I set it down on the toilet paper dispenser. Well, knowing full well that if someone found a digital camera that they wouldn't turn it in to lost and found, I called the park. They took down my information and promised to call back around 2pm.
I continued to list the many events recorded on the camera because I haven't uploaded images in about six months. Each time I would feel really sad and I cried a few times. I then relied on the faith of my little children. I asked Emily to please say a prayer. She did and then Gianna also offered her version. They knew I was really upset about it. After that, when my mind would think of those lost pictures, I would have a sense of peace.
Two o'clock rolled around and passed by. No phone call. I waited until after 4pm to call. The very nice lady said she had called and left a message that no one had turned it in. I kept thinking that I should just pack the girls in the car and go up to the park myself to look.
I finally followed that prompting because I recognized that feeling of peace and assurance that we could find it as being the Holy Ghost. After we got in the car and were headed towards the lake, I had the prompting to call my father-in-law. I thought it was silly because the last impression I had of having the camera was on the toilet paper dispenser. Thankfully, my memory IS faulty. He answered and said that yes, the camera was sitting on the shelf and that he just didn't know whose it was.
I felt SUCH relief!! I was so happy!! We drove straight over to get it and we invaded them for the rest of the evening.
I really don't know how the camera ended up there. Apparently I carried it into their house, but I seriously have no memory of doing it. Plus, it would have been sitting WITH my phone, but it wasn't. Any way I look at it, I will just be grateful. And, I have yet another experience that when we act on the promptings of the Spirit, we will be lead in the right direction. It wasn't until I actually put my body in motion that I was led to find the camera. That's faith for you...you actually have to act on it for it to work!!

Pity Part for One, Please.

2011-07-25T16:17:00.003-06:00

You had warning at the title, so there are no apologies for your further reading.
I am a person who can't say no to "a favor," otherwise known as "giving service." In my belief system, if you are capable, you can do it...and SHOULD do it. However, time after time I feel a little, no, a LOT of disappointment.
In fact, last night I confessed to my husband that I need a Liz Boyd. I need someone who is available and flexible enough to provide service IN MY TIME OF NEED. It isn't that I'm providing service at my convenience...someone asks and I do it, even if I have to rearrange things to do it because I CAN. I guess I should also say that I am willing to do that because these people are my friends. In some strange world I truly believe that the return will happen. I mean, that's not even solely a Christian ideology. It's the Golden Rule and karma and I don't know what else.
Anyway, I just get a little down-heartened when I need a favor and those who I've provided service for seem never to be available. Don't get me wrong. I understand that other individuals are working and such, but guess what? Even though I am a stay-at home mom, I am working, too. It's a full-time, no monetary gain kind of job. And, when I take on a service opportunity for someone else, my full-time job takes a backseat for awhile. Granted, I have two amazing children who are fairly, no, extremely independent for being the ages they are. And, I don't have to repeat rules or scrub extra things or repair damaged items or whatever when it is just us.
I just wish I didn't feel this way but as it has happened time after time after time, I get tired of it and just want a clone of me that I can call on in a time of need and have the exact favor fulfilled at the time I need it.
The funny part is, most of these favors I have, at times, tried to call in. The number one response is that I am just that amazingly lucky to only need someone when no one else is available. Seriously.
Okay, okay, so I can't say "no one". That would actually deny the existence of the most amazing "come through for you" gal I know: Jennifer Winters. Seriously. Twice I've called on her at the last minute and she has HAPPILY accepted my call of need. But, shouldn't I be able to call on others, too?
I also need to admit that my in-laws are there for me. I'm taking piano lessons from a friend and they are watching my girls every Wednesday evening for me. I really, really appreciate that. AND, the way I am receiving these lessons is because of a return favor for my service of piano-sitting for her relative.
I don't need a lot of help. I rarely can even come up with a reason I would call on someone to assist me. I guess that is what is frustrating me the most at this point in time...especially as I know I can't go with my husband on his next trip because I KNOW I can't find someone this last minute to watch my dogs for me so we can leave with him.
Sigh! Pity party. I know, but I also don't feel bad about it. Through all of this, I've earned my table for one at my very own pity party.
And, if you are reading this, do you struggle with the same thing? And, how do I avoid this happening in the future? I mean, REALLY, I need to know that answer so I don't go through the rest of my life thinking that I have "SUCKER" stamped on my forehead.

Game Review

2011-07-25T07:30:00.002-06:00

We are dorks. I know this. That's okay. Being dorks, we like to play board games and card games. We have a few friends who we've really enjoyed because we get to play games. We also have recently enjoyed playing games with family. So, I thought I'd give a few suggestions for those of my adoring fans (cough, cough).
Trans America. My mother-in-law introduced us to this game about a year ago. It's a board game with the "set-up" being the game. You refresh your geography of the United States as you compete to build your railroad across the country. It's fast-paced and easy enough for people to learn. We haven't played it with our children because I think they are still a bit young, but it's definitely doable for children age eight and older. And, you don't have to keep score. It's just fun to see who can build their railroad first! It's fairly cheap and can be found through amazon.com. There's a second version called Trans Europa. I'm sure it's just as much fun and interesting to learn more of Europe's geography, but since we stuck with TransAmerica and sent TransEuropa home with my sister. It's the same game, just different locations.
Things. We learned this game about a year and a-half ago at a friend's 30th birthday party. It was a large group and was so much fun that we had to invest in it. I say that because it is in our more pricey range (I think it was $30-35 at ToysRUs). This game can be as long or short as you want and there is virtually no set-up required. The rules of the game are that someone reads a "category" of things and all players, including the reader write a response. After the reader gathers all the responses, he/she reads them aloud and then play begins. Players are then supposed to identify each individual's response. The more "unconventional" your answers, the more fun this game is. We played this game way into the night (or, morning, you could really say) when my siblings were in town. We played again well into the night at my in-law's house last night with part of our extended family. Each time: SO MUCH FUN!! This one does require reading and writing and limiting the "rating" you want played. It is marked an "adult" game.
ImaginIFF. This game is more fun with people who are comfortable enough to say what they really think AND the better everyone knows each other, the better. Although, it's rather more interesting for me to find out what people really think about me...or, are at least willing to reveal. Again, not a game that requires little set-up (there's a board, write names on it, choose pawns and GO!). This game requires reading and choosing a given option, so not one for young children and definitely don't play with someone who can be offended easily. This was a fairly cheap game, but I got it on clearance from Wally World. I believe the original price was $20.
Flux. I think my husband enjoys this game even more than I do. There are many versions of it but we chose the Family Flux so our kids can start playing it sooner...they just need to be able to read and remember what they read (a bit of reading comprehension, yes?). The original game is much larger and can get very complicated, which is why my genius husband likes it so much. I don't like to be overwhelmed with rules and I don't adjust well to change so this game is more difficult for me, although I still enjoy it. I can't remember what we paid for this one, but we found it with amazon.com and I believe it was fairly inexpensive...perhaps $5-10.
Now, in case you are thinking that we don't play games with our children, we do! Gianna's favorite is Hi-Ho Cherry-O! Great, quick game that teaches counting. Emily isn't as fond of it as Gianna (I think Gianna could play this ALL DAY) but that may stem from the fact that Emily is a picture and words kind of girl (much like her mommy) and Gianna is more of a numbers kind of girl (definitely like her daddy). Emily prefers Memory, at which she usually wins. She apparently can remember tiles better than where she left her own shoes, but, again, that's something she inherited from her mother. She also likes Chutes and Ladders. This is a game she caught onto early but Gianna is just as content to walk the little people around the board. This enables Emily and me to play a game or two while she entertains herself. But, I think the BEST game all around for small children is called Can Do Roo (I believe the official title is much longer, but who needs to remember that. Actually, we refer to it as the Kangaroo game). We found ours at a store called The Schoolbox in Atlanta which sells school supplies and targets teachers (this store is worse than a bookstore for me...I want it ALL!!). Again, we purchased ours on clearance, but I think you can find it for $20 on amazon.com. You can see if you have a local school supply store but you might drool over all the other possibilities for educational toys and supplies...then, again, you might not be as big of a nerd as I am. This game has a kangaroo "doll" with an actual pouch that holds all of the tokens. Each player draws a token and then does what it says. For instance, if it is a "name it" token, it will have a letter on it and then you are required to either identify the letter or something that starts with the letter, depending on the age and ability of the child. We play this game as a family and have a lot of fun. Other tokens require you to hop a certain number of times or to hop to something in your house that is the shape printed on the token. I like it because everyone can play and there is movement, which is always good for small children and adults alike.
So, I've told you this with plenty of time to pull out an old favorite or to go in search of a new favorite for Family Home Evening. =) Enjoy these games and your family!!

And So It Begins...

2011-07-22T07:54:00.001-06:00

Ladies and Gentlemen!! I have the manuscripts at last!! Yes, that is correct "manuscripts". It appears that Mr. Paul has saved multiple copies of his writing. So, I'm trying to find out what is repeated, what is missing, and what needs to be combined into his final draft. THEN I can begin the editorial work he has asked me to do.
I'm so excited and yet a bit daunted at the task. The "final" copy currently consists of 366 pages. Yes, single-spaced. Of course, he has also included pictures of important events and artifacts, but still!!
I'm eleven pages in after an hour's worth of work this morning and my back already needs an adjustment. I guess I need to do some ab and back workouts along with this so I don't cripple myself during this project.

Feeling Left Out

2011-07-20T06:26:00.003-06:00

I know I have two really great kids. They play well together and both of them can play individually, too. However, yesterday I kept trying to participate with them and they didn't need me. Sometimes I feel left out because their brains are carrying on conversations with each other and there's no room for me. I know I should just be grateful, but I also want to be a part of their play. All too soon this will be over (school starts soon) and then I'll miss the ability to accomplish everything and more because it'll just be Gianna and me at home.

Technology How I Hate/Love Thee

2011-07-19T07:45:00.002-06:00

I have to say that technology and I definitely have a love-hate relationship. I don't know why I have King Midas' Touch, but it definitely comes out in a lot of useless efforts at times.
My most current frustration is the fact that I've spent too much time gathering and typing information for my genealogy and the branch that is for Mr. Paul. Both programs are now blocked to me. For some reason it just doesn't want to let me open. I feel like I'm getting the "I have to wash my hair" response from the computer. It is LYING TO ME!! I click to open the program which I can obviously see. It responds, "Access Denied". When I click the "ok" button it pops another window up giving me a lame excuse of why this is occurring. It tells me something to the effect that it can't be opened because it is in use elsewhere. WHERE??? I'm the only one using this computer and it is NOT OPEN!!
I've been putting it off, but it is inevitable. I had to start completely over. It's rather annoying. I mean, I have the information saved via two other online providers, but I can't just download my work to my computer. They only allow uploading...sort of. Anyway, now that I've entered and reentered and reentered, I have to start AGAIN and do all the work over. I am trying to make myself feel better that perhaps there was one piece of incorrect information that was tagging along and this way it will be exposed and fixed. We'll see.
Here's to going over and over and over and over records! Let's sing this to "Pioneer Children Sang as they Walked"------"Genealogy keeps making Liz type, and type, and type and type...."

Family Fun

2011-07-15T15:35:00.002-06:00

I was blessed to have three siblings, my parents AND a nephew come for a visit this past week. It went by quickly and I miss having my own blood relations here already.
I'd post pictures but apparently the week went by so fast that I didn't get many taken.
We played lots of board games, visited historical sites and a museum, and I got to introduce my parents to my beloved Mr. Paul. Best of all, my girls and my nephew got along really great and were fast friends, which was exciting since this was the first time they've been old enough to play together (last time we were together, Gianna was an infant, H was only a year old, and Emily was only two).
It was great staying up late with my siblings and laughing our heads off. I just wish I hadn't gotten old because now my body is exhausted and has been telling me that I'm not a spring chicken anymore but I'm more like Sleeping Beauty who needs her rest.

Butterflies

2011-07-02T06:12:00.002-06:00

You know when you get that tingling sensation in your stomach that we often refer to as "having butterflies"? What is that? For me, it's happiness. I get those butterflies just from waking up in the morning to my husband or my girls. I had a good dosing of it this morning as I prepared cereal for my girls. I don't know why our bodies do that, but I do know that I love my family. I love them so much that sometimes I have butterflies.

Christ Centered Life

2011-06-28T18:15:00.004-06:00

I've said it before and I'll say it again, I really have learned a lot about being centered on Christ by raising my children. I've often heard it taught in church (and repeated it myself) that we need to seek opportunities to teach the gospel in every day moments of life. The truth of the matter is, our children will teach us, first.
I asked a simple question at dinner and thought I would receive a very different response from Emily, but her response was even more insightful and safer than I would have originally taught her. A lesson of practicality and safety coming from me turned into my child teaching me about faith and prayer.
My question, "Emily, what would you do if you got lost?"
With no hesitation she replies, "I would pray to Heavenly Father. "Dear Heavenly Father, bless me to find my home. You go first and I follow you. Name of Jesus Christ, Amen."
I was stunned. I was prepared to teach her to look for a woman and ask for assistance and to have her repeat my cell number (statistically speaking, women are safer and more willing to go the distance to return a child). I was taught tonight that the first thing IS prayer. Oh, to be as a little child and know that God knows everything and can lead us to every answer and assistance we need!

It's the Simple Things

2011-06-28T18:12:00.003-06:00

I have been plagued by allergies. Just as soon as I expressed my gratitude that only one eye was affected, the other eye got jealous and joined the party. Watching Top Gear last night wasn't as much fun without sight. However, after a prayer that the allergies would lessen so I could use my eyes, I was able to discover where my old, old glasses were (the last pair broke and I didn't even know we'd kept the pair previous to that!). Today has been MUCH better as I've been able to relax my poor, sore eyes by not inflicting upon them the added irritation of contact lenses.

Gratitude for Allergies

2011-06-25T20:39:00.000-06:00

There are things that are really hard to see the good thing about. I'm one of those that suffers from seasonal allergies. Sadly, they have gotten worse as I have aged but this also coincides with residency in my current state.
Tonight I am grateful that only one of my eyes is allergic to whatever sheds it's pollen in the evening hours. At least I can still see and mostly function. Of course, as I was clearing the table after dinner, I had to announce to my husband NOT to come around the corner because I didn't want to inadvertently skewer him. My vision is a bit off (I've removed the contact lens and have even patched the offending eye...which has strangely helped as it doesn't get the allergen into it in the first place) so I don't trust my depth perception.
I'm still not sure what blessing comes from the allergy (except perhaps it means that things are flowering and growing...) but I can be grateful that only one eye is involved in the onslaught of symptoms of said offending bits of nature.

Exciting Times

2011-06-24T10:32:00.003-06:00

Baby announcements and wedding invitations create quite a bit of excitement...and wanted or unwanted advice. The same goes for mission calls.
My youngest brother just received his mission call yesterday. He's going to Sacramento!!! I am super excited for him as this has been his own journey. A lot of people expect 19 year old single men to go on mission and 21 year old women to serve "if they haven't gotten married". Last year the prophet issued a renewed call: if you are capable, you should go. My brother heard these words and after already feeling the promptings of the Spirit to get his life headed fully on The Path, began his preparations for serving his mission.
It's wonderful that some people grow up and serve their missions "on time" so to speak. However, it is even more amazing and impacting when an individual chooses to go because of the PROMPTINGS of the Spirit. There is more power in his testimony and more validity to his choice to serve.
I just want to give the biggest shout out and congratulations to my brother. The next two years will be the most interesting spiritual education you can imagine. And, because of the spiritual enlightenment, other parts of life and this world will come into better, more precise focus for you.

Stalker and Fear

2011-06-21T09:17:00.002-06:00

A friend of mine loaned me a book that I find very interesting about the gift of fear. It's great, thus far. I'll be doing a full book review after completing it on my other blog lelivrelist.
Anyway, the point is that we are very intuitive beings and yet we discount things through logic. So, the basis is that we need to pay attention to those first feelings.
I tell you this because last night I got a text message from an unknown number. The first message was "Test". My reaction was, "Did one of your coworkers use my number for a demo?" The number was not one that would match up to this area, so Eric explained this. In another moment, I get another text asking, "Will you go out with me tonite?" Again, I thought this was weird, but unperturbed. I replied, "Wrong tree" to which my friends chuckle. I immediately get another text stating, "How about after your company leaves." I quickly glance outside and show the text to Eric and say, "Okay, that's a bit disturbing." Eric starts laughing and reveals that he is my stalker. We all have a good laugh.
I illustrate this because I didn't get that creepy feeling or emotions of panic or fear. You really CAN rely on your own tuition to guide you in life. Just pay attention to your inner being to know how to react to stimuli in your life.

Tribute to My Dad

2011-06-19T10:56:00.004-06:00

I have one of those dads that you will always been awed by. He's tall, smart, and very caring.
I remember measuring my own growth compared to his belt buckle. You have to know my dad to know why this is significant. He is NOT a hick, a cowboy, or whatever, but he DOES love a good, large belt buckle. Of course, at times that belt brought different emotions, but I deserved what I got and knew it was the punishment (and you know what? I turned out just fine and we are a happy family, nay-sayers of corporal punishment.) He was a disciplinarian and I respect my Dad (and Mom) for setting rules and sticking to them.
I also have always thought my dad was a super smartie. http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif Seriously, if you ever have an inkling towards knowing the in's and out's of any scientific theory or method, he'll explain it. His knowledge lent well to talents in sports because he understood that whole physics thing. But I learned other loves of my life from him as well. He's a big history buff (largely WWII stuff and if you haven't heard of or seen Battle of the Bulge, you haven't stayed at my parents' home for any length of time) and he has always shown a love for music. The latter one is interesting because he never played an instrument. However, there are more songs that I associate with my Dad than probably any single other person on the planet. It's because he'd play the records on a Saturday morning while Mom was cooking breakfast. The William Tell Overture is also known to me as "Dad's Song".
I will also have cherished memories of my dad going to school with me to do presentations on Native Americans when I was in elementary school. He made traditional clothing and was part of a tribe there in Missouri, so I grew up appreciating that culture as well.
Dad, if I haven't told you lately, I really do love you and respect you. Thanks for helping to lead me through this life to be where I am today. I love you!! Happy Father's Day!!

New Friends

2011-06-17T13:02:00.003-06:00

One of our neighbors has often had her niece over to spend a few days with her at a time. We've tried to get my girls together with her niece for a couple of years. Finally, it has happened. And, you know what? They have a TON of fun together.
It's so strange to have the ability to have a child pop over or the request to go over to her friend's house without having to drive!! It's so wonderful! It's especially great today because they are out there swimming while Gianna takes an extended nap. It's great to let Gianna get the rest she needs while still allowing Emily to have some fun and get some special time with a friend.
This totally takes me back to my own childhood. We lived in a small town and there were several children close enough in the area to play with. However, there were no friends as great as the ones just across the street. Beth and Angie were the perfect match for the Liz and Rachel duo. I was obviously always the big lug in the group, but it was so fun. I remember things ranging from playing with their gerbils, to cleaning their backyard (way more fun to rake your friends' yard than your own), to the "secret clubhouse" that was actually the area next to the crawl space but it had a light so we thought it was great for a clubhouse. They were such great friends and I often wonder where they are today (we moved away when I was ten years old, so it's been eons since I've heard from or seen them).
I'm so grateful for new and old friends!

Gratitude is Not Judging

2011-06-15T16:20:00.004-06:00

I'm trying to stop wondering why people do things in ways that don't make sense to me or my life. In a moment of epiphany, I realized that instead of wondering at these people, I should just be grateful for my life. Some people have difficult children or strict schedules to keep to help their children be more relaxed and happy. I don't have to fall into that pattern, so instead of questioning it, I just give thanks for my children who have been raised in a home with a fluctuating schedule. I can see pros and cons of each way of living and I should just worry about my own...and since my own is working out so nicely for me, be happy.
I also am trying to see things in new ways. For instance, recently someone called me out and made me feel really bad about a certain situation. Actually, I didn't feel bad about my actions, I was hurt at the reaction that was given because of it. Instead of feeling like I was justified, I have, instead, tried to reconcile the way I do things with some suggestions this individual gave. Interestingly enough, it's more a matter of energy and animation, but I can work with that. And, it seems that everyone is fairly content with the way things are with those changes.
I am also seeing how some people think they have such firm testimonies. In the past I have been somewhat critical. I don't like hypocrites and when your actions demonstrate the opposite of what you say, I can't help but classify you that way. In yet another moment of enlightenment I realized that these people probably DO have testimonies of certain aspects of the gospel or life...they just don't have the full picture yet. I'm not claiming that I do, but I can be respectful of their journey and just, again, be grateful for where I am in my life at this time...and hopefully I'm not blinding myself to think that I'm progressing when I'm not.
So, I will turn a new leaf and be grateful for the many blessings in my life and reflect on my own thoughts and actions instead of questioning others.

Photo Shoot Review

2011-06-13T10:00:00.003-06:00

Okay, so one of my friends, Stefanie Dixon, did a photo shoot with me as the subject a couple months ago. I just got the disk and I am again ecstatic. There are several shots that I would use if I were a famous clothing designer, a new author, or some other person who would have a head shot or photo of them used frequently. She's great!!
So, some day when I AM a published author, I totally want to use this head shot. I look great! Of course, she probably used some magic on the picture to airbrush my facial flaws away, but I'll take it!!
AND, I finally have a photo as my profile on blogger, thanks to her, too!!

The Roof, The Roof...

2011-06-09T07:24:00.000-06:00

"The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire"...not really. Although, putting up shingles in the summer in Georgia can be pretty toasty.
Eric and I decided to build a shed a couple of weeks ago. The first few steps were quick and made us feel good. Then we realized that we could probably use a little more help and rounded up a few good men to help us. With their help, we were able to put up the rafters and board the roof. Since Eric's days off don't normally coincide with any other sane person's schedule, we were back at it ourselves yesterday.
Eric doesn't do well with heights, so up I went to be the official roofer. It's not quite finished, but it won't take much more to finish the roof (probably what we'll be doing tonight when he gets home). Then we have one wall (the door side) to finish and voila! a HUGE shed!!
Some of you may wonder why since we want to sell our house...easy: selling point!! With this large of a shed, it's bound to entice people to check out our house as opposed to those others in the neighborhood. And, it will eventually be dressed with the same vinyl siding as on the house, so it will be even more appealing.
Oh, yes, we have a lot of work cut out for us, but it is so fun to build something and work together. I highly recommend it!!

Best Vacation Ever!!

2011-06-06T10:11:00.002-06:00

Okay, so it is probably the first classifiable vacation (week) we have ever had as a family, but it was still the best vacation ever!!
We've gone on a few short trips, but never a week. We've been to visit family for longer periods of time, but it is for the purpose of visiting extended family, not just being exclusive to our children and attentive to their every need/want.
Where did we go? Orlando. Well, not sure we ever actually went IN to Orlando, but to that area. And, well, we LOVED it!! We've been in Daytona before and it wasn't very ...I don't know...pretty, fun, whatever. It was okay and it was a good vacation (mostly because we also got to stop and visit one of my best college friends and his wife on the way there and back...but then they up and left the country after that!! Man, guess we were bad house guests!! =P), but that was three years ago. We spent three weeks with my family in Missouri two years ago, but Gianna wasn't even big enough to know we weren't at home.
I have to say that although Gianna wasn't big enough to go on any of the rides, we thoroughly enjoyed both Wet 'N Wild and SeaWorld. I think I enjoyed SeaWorld more, but that's because I'm not big on wearing a swimsuit...or being in water much. We had great weather. In fact, because of a bit of a storm, we REALLY got great enjoyment from mostly empty parks. The rain came in the morning and was overcast the rest of the day, but that was PERFECT for us and wonderful that it didn't invite anyone else to come to the parks. =)
Of course, there was also this silly guy who told us we weren't family oriented (really?) and that I was a lazy wife and other derogatory things, but what do you expect from a time share sales guy when he knows you aren't buying his spiel? But, he became a source of "entertainment" as we shot down every inconsistency he presented and the whoppers of stories he told (he's a retired FBI agent, child psychologist and real estate agent with a persnickety penny pinching stay-at-home wife who is a big time accountant who he hides money from...apparently because that's what he told us in the course of the conversation).
All in all, a great vacation. A needed time for our family to reconnect in play rather than work. And, time to realize how incredibly blessed we are with an amazing family, home, work and friends.

Prayers Two Ways

2011-05-21T18:55:00.003-06:00

I remember reading a book where a group of men were traveling by boat in the Pacific. They kept praying for winds in their favor and nothing happened. They realized that their prayers may be in conflict with other people's prayers on the water. So, one of the crew decided to be the Lord's wind and rowed the boat to the meeting they were to attend.
Today I got to experience this a little bit. We've been wanting to have some trees taken down since we purchased this house. However, the expense was so much that we've opted NOT to do it and just hope that they never decide to fall down on our house. Well...our neighbor's fiance works for Georgia Power, so he deals with trees all day every day. We've known this for a few months and never thought about asking him to give us an estimate. So, this morning we waltz over and ask what he would charge. He comes over immediately, gives us a quote and we shake on the deal...seriously NO BETTER DEAL!! And, he didn't put us off. He started cleaning and sharpening his tools immediately and tonight two trees are already down (and currently being shredded) and the third is mostly branchless.
As we were chatting this evening, I discovered that we were also an answer to their prayers. They were really in need of some extra cash and here we come with the opportunity. We had an answer to prayers with the quote and getting it done and they got their answer for needed funds.
Let me just tell you that it feels amazing to have these prayers answered by each other. The Lord works in "mysterious" ways only because we have no idea the way He orchestrates things to work out to the best ways possible!

Here, Kitty-Kitty!!

2011-05-20T15:59:00.003-06:00

My girls have been sick this past week. It hasn't been fun, but they've been real troopers through it all. They have stayed cheerful and chipper even as their tummies give them something to moan and groan about.
Well, today they are both better so we decided to have a little bit of fun. Gianna decided she wanted me to draw kitty faces for them. That wasn't enough for them...I had to do it to myself, too.

What Do You Do

2011-05-18T16:15:00.003-06:00

It's a funny question I decided to post after a very random series of explanations for one individuals decisions lately. The fact of the matter is, this person's explanations almost always feel like stories...you know, the made-up kind to make a person's life sound more exciting than it really is. I generally play along with the person because I don't do well with confrontation. Okay, so people can't actually handle it when I pose an alternate view on things and then I get unfriended/disowned/banned/whatever. So, my stance is usually to play stupid but have the questions in my mind that go something like this: "Wow! Do you really believe that or do you think I'm that stupid to believe your obvious lie? And, if it's the latter, man you really don't think very highly of me."
So, curious to see how other people respond to this sort of situation, I posed a question on facebook. Granted, I'm probably friends with people who are better than I am, but I really wanted to know what people really actually do, think, and possibly say in this situation. I already know what I'm probably "supposed" to do which is what I'm doing except the inner thought process that follows, but the individual doesn't know I'm thinking it, so I figure I'm pretty okay at this point.
Some of my friends said things that I have done...for example, talk about them behind their backs (mostly to my husband, but there are no secrets between us anyway, so that's not a big surprise and sometimes to my sister...not just to anyone, ya know! yes, that's a justification of my terribleness, but I need some kind of dirty rock in my pocket so I don't get translated or something, lol) or avoid future interaction with them. I prefer this last one as it doesn't make me do the first thing so much, but then people get really upset and I get in trouble again.
I know, I'm a grown woman and yet I am in trouble with some person or another all the time. Talking to one of my heroes this past week (who I can never imagine anyone would ever NOT think he was amazing), he even remarked that some people think he's a good guy and some people think not. So, I know it happens to all of us...in some degree or another.
So, be brave and tell me what you REALLY do when you think (or even KNOW) someone is lying to your face.

Thanks for the Rest

2011-05-18T04:42:00.003-06:00

We've had a couple of crazy days (or rather, nights) around here. Last evening was so peaceful and perfect weather-wise and it stayed that way all through the night. We all had some much needed rest and we're all up bright and early this morning. I just wanted to express my gratitude for some good, peaceful, uninterrupted sleep last night. It was so nice.
Now we are gearing up for Family Fun Day at Emily's school. Thinking I needed to make a double batch, only remembering after I started that my recipe made nearly 40 cookies to a batch, so there should be a lot left. (Yes, that's an invite if you need some yummy, soft PB cookies.)

Inspiration in the Air

2011-05-17T16:43:00.002-06:00

It is gorgeously cool outside. A nice, brisk breeze wafting through the house. Overcast but "happy" light. It's really a beautiful day.
On this beautiful day I am daydreaming of dresses and outfits I want to create. I have visions of grandeur in my head but I am feeling rather down about the fabric choices available in my local market. Don't get me wrong; there are some great fabrics to be had but they are either in the wrong material or just aren't fitting in with the ideas in my head.
So, perhaps I'll be brave an actually order material online...aka "un-felt". I'm not a professional in my hobby of sewing, so I don't really know all the appropriate names for fabrics and such. I just know if it feels and looks like the pictures in my head for different projects.
And, it's too bad I can't somehow take a mental and emotional picture of the feelings this day has inspired. It would really be a beautiful piece if I could weave it into a creation.

Let Freedom Ring!

2011-05-10T06:13:00.002-06:00

Anyone who is a dog owner will know that there is a lot of hard work put into training the little cuties. I'm not saying it is the same as raising a child, but many of the same principles come into play: set boundaries, enforce rules, and love, love, love.
I'm excited to say that we have hit that "freedom" point. I can trust my dogs to know where they are allowed and where they are not even while I'm not watching! Certainly, I put things away that I don't want them to be tempted by, but that is only normal.
We did the breaking in to freedom thing with Hannah; giving her opportunity to prove herself little by little. It took me a lot longer to get to that trusting point because she was my first dog. I'm nearing that that point with the puppies. No, I'm not going to let them have full access to the house: carpeted rooms are still off limits. And while we are away for an extended period of time (ie: church), they will either spend time outside or in their kennels. In the short times I'm away from the house, they can be out. Eventually we will break into the trust of letting them out for longer periods, but it really does feel great to have these great dogs enjoying their freedom so much. It's sweet to be greeted at the door by three affectionate pets.

Not Just Mother's Day

2011-05-08T13:18:00.003-06:00

This year is more than just the regular Mother's Day for us. It was six years ago that Eric and I became a couple. We always remember this day, but it makes it extra special when the date falls on Mother's Day just as is did six years ago.
As any return missionary can tell you, there are things that you wish you would have explained more to those you teach; things that are just as important as making that baptismal covenant but that might become more like checkpoints in a discussion rather than full explanations and discussions in and of themselves. Yes, that is the point of continuing one's spiritual education for the rest of one's life, but a missionary, like a mother, desires to ensure that teaching happens. And, when given a unique opportunity to teach those people when you are no longer a "titled" missionary, you take it in both hands and run with it.
We spent the day before at a baptism which was the reason Eric came back to Vegas in the first place. He was asked to return to baptize the son of a family he had earlier baptized during his mission. Then, Eric and I were visiting with a couple I taught on the mission. The wife deals with a lot of constant pain and the husband works hard to provide for them. When he got off work that morning (he worked at night), he realized he had forgotten to pick something up to honor his wife on Mother's Day. Wanting to honor his wife, he was ready to go back out and do his duty as a husband and purchase something on the Sabbath. As it is counseled in our faith, we try to do our best NOT to do this. To keep the Sabbath day holy, we try not to work or cause anyone else to work on Sunday. In doing this, we keep the Sabbath holy and can help others not to break the Sabbath because they have to man the stores for our lack of preparation. Six days are given for man to work and do those things and then on the seventh we are to rest, worship God and rejuvenate for the next week.
Eric and I immediately seized the opportunity to further teach this concept and offered to create and nice meal for our friends. Since Eric was staying at another house, it would be a special treat for them just to dine together instead of making dinner themselves and then having to clean up. The husband agreed and we left to prepare a fine dining experience for them.
A long story short, it was through the realization that the gospel was the center of both of our lives that we found ourselves staring at our best friend and, unknowingly, our eternal companion. I am so grateful for the way the Lord orchestrates our lives to create the most happiness for us. Thus, Mother's Day means something more to me than honoring my Mother or having the children sing on Sunday or something like that. To me, Mother's Day will always bring with it the memory of the beginning of the best friendship and relationship that I will ever experience with another human being.
So, in addition to saying Happy Mother's Day to my mom and my grandmothers, I also want to say Happy ANNIVERSARY to Eric. I love you and am more amazed by you every day.

I Love My Bike

2011-05-06T11:46:00.002-05:00

It's nearing the three year mark since Eric bought me my bike. I have to say that although I was incredibly hesitant at the purchase, I am really, really glad he did this for me. We love riding around together as a family and the whole school run for Emily is so much more enjoyable when you are getting exercise and fresh air.
I'm giving myself a "dare" this month and am seeing how far I can make a tank of gas extend. My goal is to only use one tank, but with the events that are lined up for this month, that's basically impossible. However, the challenge is still on and I am working hard to attain my goal or at least as close to my goal as possible.
Today I needed to return some DVD's to the Redbox. The nearest location is about five miles from us. I figured since we don't have too many REAL hills on that trip that it would be doable with only Gianna in the bike trailer. Sure, my toes were a little throbbing since this is the first time I've done this kind of a trip, but somehow the trip to Kroger seemed longer than the return.
I know ten miles isn't a lot of miles and that the ride itself wasn't strenuous, but it sure does make me feel like a million bucks. I don't know if that is the exercise, the fresh air, the savings on gas/miles, or the sense of accomplishment, but I sure love it!!
As an added bonus, we've slipped into a few days of true spring weather and it is heavenly! I wish the bike ride could be as entertaining for Gianna as it is for me because I'd just get on and see how far I could ride in one direction for the rest of the day.

Vegas, Baby!

2011-05-04T07:27:00.002-05:00

In all reality, I would love to go back to Vegas, but it isn't for the reasons most people want to go. I'd love to go back and visit the great friends I made while serving my mission.
Eric won Winner's Circle yet again (sorry, I get to brag on him because it's awesome and such a blessing!). This was his fourth consecutive year. He's only been employed for 4.5 years anyway. They started honoring the back-to-back winners this year, too. It's really great to be employed by a company who recognizes your hard work and listens and impliments suggestions on changes and improvements. It's amazing!
The theme this year was Vegas...open bar and casino. Not things Eric or I participate in. It really reminded me of my high school prom (okay, so there was no open bar, but you and I both know what high schoolers do to celebrate prom...and no, I did not participate in that way when I was in high school). Eric purchased a new three piece suit (he's been needing it anyway...Winner's Circle is just a great push to get it done) and I was wearing a fuchsia dress...yes, on discount from JC Penny's prom section. Thus you can see how much this reminded me of being at prom.
This year was the best because we knew how to enjoy the event and they allowed us to come and go as we pleased as long as the winners were there to receive their award. It was so much fun and it was really nice to reconnect with my husband who puts in long hours for both work and school AND being a dad.
After Eric received his award, we left the event and changed. We eventually went out to Kroger to get some snacks. I kept laughing at myself because I was in my pink pajamas walking around Buckhead, but I also didn't want to change yet again that day (we had massages that day and we also went to a dress shop where I played dress up and tried out probably 27 different dresses, plus getting ready for the event and then dressing down afterward).
All in all, it was a wonderful event. I didn't worry about the girls at all because we left them with our friends who have a daughter of their own to help entertain the girls(although our poor friends ended up with having to care for our sick daughter with a mysterious fever).

Putting Away Weapons of War

2011-04-26T20:39:00.003-05:00

It's kind of interesting that I've been pondering this and studying this concept for the past week or so and then I had an opportunity to put my new knowledge and understanding to the test.
In Helaman chapter 15, a man by the name of Samuel was sent by the Lord to declare unto the people about repentance. If you are a Latter-day Saint, you'll recognize this guy as the one that cried repentance and prophesied the birth of the Savior within five years' time and the people tried to throw stones and arrows at him but were unable to hit him. I've often pondered on the stories of those who "buried their weapons of war" and this time, when reading Helaman chapter 15, I finally, finally get it.
I've always envisioned that they literally buried their bows and arrows, their swords and other "weapons of war". In my child's mind, I created this image of a huge, square pit where they threw them all in and then covered them up with dirt and maybe even put a marker there to remind them of why they did it. As an adult, I completely understand this differently now.
These people may have done what I described above. However, there was a lot more to it. They buried the weapons of hate, envy, malice, pride and the other terrible characteristics that cause us to war, aka fight, with one another. How many of us have actually buried those weapons of war? If we do, we will no longer come into conflict with those around us. We will ignore when people say and do things that are mean and hurtful. We will learn to "leave it alone", as Elder Boyd K. Packer's story explained. Those words struck a deep chord for me and it has continued to guide me in my personal scripture study to finally come to an understanding of the true meaning behind burying my weapons of war. I want to be included in the group that was "firm and steadfast in the faith, and in the thing wherewith they have been made free. And ...that they have buried their weapons of war, and they fear to take them up lest by any means they should sin; yea, ye can see that they fear to sin--for behold they will suffer themselves to be trodden down and slain by their enemies, and will not lift their swords against them, and this because of their faith in Christ...for because of their firmness when they are once enlightened, behold, the Lord shall bless them and prolong their days." (Helaman 15:8-10)
When people say or do things that hurt me, I can learn to let go of my foolish pride and recognize that it is never worth it to get upset, angry or whatever over it. I can just let it go. I don't need to react. Instead, I can act and make my life decisions based upon my choices and not what another may think they can force me into or make me feel. I am the captain of my own destiny and I will not choose to sail in those waters.

Easter Eve

2011-04-23T19:20:00.002-05:00

As we approach the most holy of days (the one being the true nature of "holiday"...aka "holy day"), I can't help but think about how disappointing it is that there is not more excitement, preparation and joy in this day. Our society really focuses on Christmas and Halloween and other holidays and yet it really seems that Easter gets sidelined. I mean, if Christmas was "created" to celebrate the birth of our Savior, why are we not more excited about the event that PROVED he was the Savior?
Along with the dresses I've made for the girls, I am also starting another tradition for our family. Sure, it's a carry-over from my own family, but that's okay.
See, I think that holidays are the perfect reason for cooking and going the extra mile. I don't particularly enjoy cooking, but I do think that holidays should be a big to-do. I don't mind that there is time to be spent cooking and more to be spent cleaning because I think it all rolls into a labor of love. I hope my children will enjoy it, look forward to it and carry it on as one of their future family traditions, too.

Starting Our Traditions

2011-04-18T14:16:00.003-05:00

Although we don't do the imaginary characters associated with different holidays, I do think having traditions is important.
I have memories of my own mother making us new Sunday dresses. Now that I have skills near enough for making special dresses, I thought I would begin this tradition in our own family. I probably bit off a bit more than I should have, but I've learned and at least they have dresses (and Eric has a tie) to wear on Sunday to celebrate Easter.

Daddy and Laughter

2011-04-17T19:48:00.003-05:00

I came back to the bedroom to make a phone call for instructions I need concerning the service at the Temple Open House (I have a "special" assignment, which really seems like I'm cheating because I get to be the music usher for Bro. Ridgeway who will be providing music in the reception tent meaning I get to listen to music for a few hours on temple grounds....yeah, while my husband is on cleaning duty. Sorry, Eric!! You drew the short straw, hahahah.). I couldn't get in touch with the lady so I checked my email. As I sat here, I continued to hear laughter from the other side of the house. I left Eric in charge of putting the girls down to bed. Sure, it's taking longer, but they sure are enjoying their Daddy.
I'm so grateful my kids have such a wonderful father. He truly cherishes his opportunity to be a daddy and adores his children. When they are with him, I always hear laughter. He's definitely the fun one!

Women: General Conference Review #5

2011-04-16T06:56:00.003-05:00

I've recently read "Freakonomics" which discusses ideas such as raising a genius child and providing the best possible circumstances for that child to have success. In the study of statistics, the authors discovered that it isn't so much the things that parents do, but rather, who they are, that makes the biggest difference in a child's life. Although a child may be extremely successful and they are discovered to have been raised in a home with a large home library or if they are successful and came from a more deprived environment, the parenting was similar: they desired the best for their children and used whatever resources were possible. Who the parents were, those having a deep interest and concern for their children, had a larger impact than which school or which opportunities were utilized.
In a similar manner, Elder Quentin L. Cook cited that "Women are incredible!" That isn't to say that men are less incredible, he was just taking a look at the huge impact that women, particularly LDS women, have upon their families and the church.
The kind of people we become will determine our influence for good or evil upon the world, the church, and the family. As a mother, I am constantly in reflection upon this mirror. My children teach me to be a better person. They teach me to be more compassionate. They teach me not to be a hypocrite. The improve me in every way. I know that Eric and I have taken a conscientious approach to parenthood and are trying to teach our children the most important truths in this world: kindness, responsibility, love, service, etc. They love the Savior. They know and are learning the gospel of Jesus Christ.
At one point, Elder Cook mentions a woman who makes the statement that she fears that "families are TV rich and family-time poor." OH! How very true! A few years ago we opted out of TV: no cable, no satellite. That isn't to say that we never watch anything ON the tv, just that we have a limited selection and we choose other ways to interact as a family than zoning out over television. This has made our family stronger and more involved with each other as we seek different activities for entertainment. We love playing with the croquet set we found at a garage sale about the same time. We love going on walks and bike rides. All of these things strengthen our relationships as we put away the world (aka TV) and take an intehttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gifrest in each other.
I also appreciated the comments of this brother as he spoke about not judging other women in the church who work. That decision is something that each family must make for themselves through prayer and discussion. For us, I am able to stay at home and be the care-giver of our children. We have been immensely blessed and I cherish the opportunity to be a SAHM ("stay at home mom" for those who may not recognize that). However, it does not give me the right to judge any other woman who chooses otherwise, no matter the reason. It's good that our leaders remind us that judging others in such ways is not of God. We worry about ourselves and then love those around us.
I am grateful to be a woman, and even more grateful to be a woman in a church who cherishes woman and the influence she has upon the world. For more about this line of thinking, I recommend reading this article.

Conference in Review #4: Pain

2011-04-15T16:08:00.004-05:00

It's hard to believe that some people don't believe in Christ. It's even more disturbing to me that there are those who believe in Christ and yet don't understand that he not only died for us, but he suffered our pains for us as well. Without that, a major part of mortality would not be covered. We deal more with pains, sorrows, and trials than with death. We need Christ in our daily lives.
A few weeks ago I had some very serious pain. It began as discomfort and was reminiscent of the pain caused by my gall bladder over four years ago. It couldn't have been that because I had it removed over four years ago.
Still, the pain was very serious and my body did not respond to any of the non-prescription medication and I haven't been given anything else to combat the pain. So, I tried desperately to suffer in silence. As the day went on, it only got worse. At the point that we went to bed, I was tossing and turning in pain. I kept thinking, "If I can just rest...If I can just fall asleep." Yet, sleep was not going to happen. I began praying fervently. I prayed that the pain would subside enough that I could get some rest. My thoughts immediately turned to other people I have known in my life that suffer almost constant pain. I prayed for them. I prayed for mercy. For hours I tried not to disturb my sleeping husband and yet wasn't finding relief. Fearing that I would eventually wake him from my movements and attempts at keeping my pain from being vocally expressed, I decided to get out of bed and hope that inspiration would strike. Still, I had a constant prayer going for help, but no relief had arrived. I was standing at the sink when I thought that I was feeling a little dizzy. The next thing I knew, my husband was crouched over me and touching my arm. I wondered how I had fallen out of bed, but as soon as that thought entered my head, my body registered the coolness of the tile floor I was lying on. It took me a minute to remember that I had gotten up and must have fainted. These thoughts were quickly followed by realizing that I had popped my lip in the fall. I was immediately grateful that when I fainted that I fell the only "safe" way, not striking a wall, a counter or the tub behind me. I then registered that my pain was gone. Eric assisted me back to bed. As soon as he had time to get around to his side of the bed and climbed in, my body was racked with the most pain I have ever felt.
I'm not saying that I have a high tolerance for pain, but I have given birth to two children and have had to undergo gall bladder surgery because of that malfunction. These things can cause a fairly substantial amount of pain, yet none of it was comparable with what I was then experiencing. I felt my body throw itself against the bed. I couldn't keep quiet and I caused Eric alarm and concern. He wanted to take me to the ER immediately. I gasped between the peaks of pain that I wanted him to give me a Priesthood Blessing. He began looking for the oil that is blessed for administrating blessings to the sick. Unable to find it, he offered a "regular" blessing. He tenderly placed my head in his lap, laid his hands upon my head and pronounced a blessing upon me. In the very moment he spoke the words that I would be able to be healed through my faith, the pain ceased. Completely. I've never experienced this in my life, but in a moment of the most awful pain I've experienced, the Lord showed mercy upon me and gave me more than I even thought possible. All I asked for was a subsiding of the pain, enough to allow me some rest. Instead, the Lord gave me a complete release of pain and not in a gradual decrease, but immediately and completely.
I guess this is why this talk spoke to me so much. I still don't know what caused the awful pains in my stomach and chest. I may never know. However, I do know that the Lord helped me through that night and even removed my pain when I could no longer handle it. Without the Savior's Atonement, I know this would not have been possible. I had been attempting with medicine all that day and by "mind over matter" all that night. It wasn't until I utilized the power of the priesthood, only available through the restoration of Christ's full gospel upon the Earth, that I was provided with the relief I sought. I know the Savior is real. I know He suffered my pains that He could succor me in that moment. My testimony of His love and the power of the priesthood is even stronger today because of this experience.
This is exactly the kind of thing Kent F. Richards was expounding upon in his talk. We can find solace, comfort, and freedom of pain, or even just the ability to make it through our trial by and through our Savior Jesus Christ. I am so grateful not just to believe, but to know that this is true.

A Pause for Fun

2011-04-14T17:52:00.004-05:00

I knew if I said that I had a goal, something would happen and I would miss a day or two...or more. But, this was for a really, really good reason. We got a little mini-vacation as a family this week. We spent Monday through Wednesday in Atlanta while Eric was there for a conference for work. The girls and I entertained ourselves while he was gone by visiting the Chattahoochee Nature Center and ZooAtlanta. Of course, I forgot the camera one day, so I missed some great photo opportunities at the Nature Center.
I was a little disappointed with the Nature Center. Part of that could be that I was expecting a $3 per person entrance fee for the three of us (total of $9) only to discover that although Gianna was free admission, Emily was a $5 entry and I was an $8 entry. Sure, that wouldn't be so bad, except only 1/4 of the park was really accessible for us due to the necessity of a stroller for little legs to take breaks. And, the cashier only divulged that information AFTER payment. Thanks...but that wasn't very helpful.
On the other hand, I went to ZooAtlanta thinking it would be a disappointment and thinking that at least it was free (if you are a GA resident, check with your local library to get a free pass for a family of four). It was really fun to show the girls these animals. Being in Atlanta, you can imagine the kind of heat we would have been in, but the zoo is incredibly beautiful and shady. We were slathered with sunscreen of course, but I think this is also the coolest and shadiest zoo I've been to (I have previously been to the Kansas City Zoo, Salt Lake Zoo, and the St. Louis Zoo with the St. Louis Zoo being my favorite up to this point). AND, in case you don't know, ZooAtlanta has a really cool history!! I'll let you local Georgians find out by watching the video from the library. Anyone else, you can ask. =)
Aside from the day trips, we also had fun as a family when Eric got out of his meetings. Monday night we had dinner at Sweet Tomatoes, which is a salad bar-buffet type place. Generally, I don't like buffets, but since the main interest is salad and the other options are all soups or noodles or breads, it was totally great! The girls each were given balloon animals and they were given multiple compliments by "older" folks. It's always a great thing as a parent to have compliments given to your children for good behavior and habits. Tuesday night we enjoyed a frigid dip in the pool. Seriously, it had been overcast, cool and windy all day and yethttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif the girls were determined to go swimming and had been looking forward to it, so we let them be popsicles....only to discover that they are part polar bear and didn't mind the cold water!!
After that, we also got to have a really unique and special opportunity to attend the Atlanta Temple Open House. All I can say is, I hope my friends and family here will take the opportunity to go and see and feel. It's only a short period of time that "just anyone" can go through the temple and they show you all the different rooms. Soon it will be dedicated and then it will be required to live a higher law to enter in, which is totally worth it because you can't be happier than living a clean, chaste and honest life! There are more feelings and experiences that we had, but they are too dear to share just with the public. I'm just grateful for the experience and that I can record it for my children so that, although they may not remember it themselves, they can remember it from my writing about what happened, and what they said and felt.
And, after all of that, we got to come home and spend the next whole day with Eric being home. It isn't often that you get a vacation AND the time to recoup from the vacation, yet we were blessed with both!

Love and Action

2011-04-10T15:59:00.002-05:00

The third talk during General Conference was given by Walter F. Gonzales, from the Presidency of the Seventy.
The very first thing I was grateful to hear was the fact that there are people inside and outside of the church who desire to follow Christ. I know so many amazing and wonderful people who are not of my same faith. I fear that at times it may appear that members of the church think they are better than others because of the fullness of the gospel we are blessed with. This is not so. We are no better than anyone. In fact, we have more responsibilities placed upon us because of this knowledge. The responsibility to share the gospel with those around us demands love. With love, all things are possible. We must be a loving people in order to be effective.
I served as the Young Women's President for a time. This gave me the responsibility to guide, direct and teach girls ages 12 to 18 about the gospel of Jesus Christ. In doing this, I went full-board. I am fully committed to the gospel and expected as much from these teenagers who may not be as fully converted. I lost sight of this as I determined to make sure they knew what I knew. Obviously, this didn't work out too well. I wasn't coming to them in an understanding light. I had the skewed idea that since we had all grown up in the church (most of those who attended regularly were born to parents who were already members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints), we would make the same decisions and have similar insight into the gospel. I wasn't trying to make them accountable for what I knew at the age of 26, but believed that they would know the things I knew at the age of 12-18. It became a frustrating situation for many involved and there are probably still some hurt feelings because of it. However, I hope I have learned the importance of love. In like manner, I am currently trying to love a leader who I disagree with the way this person handles his duties. I had the impression today that I should be more patient with this individual and know that the Lord had to put me through my experience to learn the value of love just as, hopefully, this individual comes to realize that being bull-headed/passionate about one way to complete the work isn't as valuable to the world as love. Had I or this individual approached our callings in the beginning with love, the path that followed may have been greatly different and definitely more effective.
The second aspect of this talk was that we should make and keep covenants. I was reading an article in this month's Ensign and the statement that "The covenants I made at baptism and the covenants I made in the temple are as valid today as the day I made them." Too many forget this, myself included. At baptism I promised to follow Christ. There are too many times that I become selfish. Granted, I don't view myself as a "bad person" but rather as someone who can still improve. I have hope that I will become the daughter of God that I can become. I have the responsibility because of my knowledge and experiences with the Spirit to share the gospel and the full blessings of heaven with those who are around me. There are many out there who already know Christ. They are, perhaps, more prepared at this time to receive the fullness of the gospel. There is so much more available for those who desire it. God wants us to return to him, but there are requirements. We must make and keep covenants. We can't have a one day or one time "conversion" experience or as some refer to it as "being saved". We must constantly strive to feel the Spirit's direction in our lives. In doing this, we can't be selfish. We have to overcome our fears of man and be willing to share the gospel with each and every person around us. Like I stated in the previous paragraph, we also have to do that with love. We can't be bull-headed. We must love the person first and follow the Spirit's direction, not our own. We don't know when our friends will be ready to receive the gospel but we should be prepared to answer questions, give guidance and follow the promptings of the Spirit because God does know what is going on in their lives to lead them to that point.
I love my Savior, Jesus Christ. I am so grateful for His love and sacrifice. To show my love for Him, I share my testimony in the words of this blog, the words of my mouth and my actions in this life. Please forgive me for my mistakes and lesser understanding as I go along. I am learning and growing along with the rest of the human race.

Conference in Review #2

2011-04-08T07:43:00.006-05:00

In the past year, I've really come to realize how much of my growth as a person comes largely from being a parent. No, actually, it isn't the parenting part that has made me grow, it's been the opportunity I have as a parent to watch two beautiful children grow in their understanding of the world, both physically and spiritually. It's amazing to view things with the wonder and awe in their eyes.
The second talk from General Conference was given by Sister Jean A. Stevens. She talked about how children can help us to become more like the Savior by following their examples. I've mentioned multiple times how my children help me to be more like the Savior. Something I have done since I began my new calling as the Primary Music Leader is to take note of some child who does something great and then I try to tell the parents about it so that they know that when they aren't watching, their children are being good examples of Christ. For instance, one Sunday there was a little girl who was having a hard time paying attention. She wasn't being bad, she was just occupied with something else she obviously wanted to learn. She was holding a book in her hands and kept wanting it to be read to her. It was a manual from the Relief Society and Priesthood materials...Teachings of the Prophet (and I'm not sure which prophet it was). It was significant because the theme in Primary that month was to listen to the prophet...and here she was, trying hard to do that.
I'm so grateful for children and their willingness to live lives of faith and obedience. It has been a huge blessing in my life to be a mother. I'm grateful the Lord knew better than I that I could become a better person with children around me than I could possibly be without them. My patriarchal blessing mentions the joy of motherhood, and when I received that blessing I figured they must have gotten it wrong because I was NOT going to be a mother. How wrong I was!! This truly is such an incredible blessing and I'm so grateful the Lord sent me an honorable man to marry and start a family with. I've been blessed so much!!
Another lesson I learned was apparently something I thought I heard but I re-read the talk and can't find the quote. However, those who are greatest in the Kingdom of God are those who become as little children, meek, submissive, obedient, and forgiving. I thought I heard that "perhaps the greatest in the kingdom are those who seek for opportunities to serve." And, I believe that is true. I need to be more diligent in seeking opportunities to serve. My children assist me when I'm doing my work, I can definitely use their example and start opening my eyes to help others, too.

Conference in Review

2011-04-07T17:47:00.004-05:00

I am preparing an activity for Singing Time at church with the Primary children. In doing that, I am reviewing my notes from the most recent General Conference. Knowing that sometimes when I tell my goals, I end up failing to complete them, I still want to attempt to do this. For the next month plus, I want to write a little tidbit of something I learned from listening to conference.
Sometimes it is what we refer to as "retrenchment"...meaning, "buck up and do better". Sometimes I get that pat on the back for a job well done or at least being on the right track. Other times it may be new insight into a particular doctrine. All in all, I want to share some of the highlights for me.
To begin, I wanted to refer to a fairly recent post of my own. I took a look at modesty (my own, in particular) and got some great feedback. Doing this gives me insight to where I may not understand why people make their choices and also how I can better prepare myself for the Sabbath and as an example of the Believers...aka Saints or Latter-day Saints.
The very first talk was by Elder L. Tom Perry. He stated, in regards to our Sunday service attire, "I believe He also desires us to dress appropriately. Our youth may think the old saying “Sunday best” is outdated. Still, we know that when Sunday dress deteriorates to everyday attire, attitudes and actions follow. Of course, it may not be necessary for our children to wear formal Sunday attire until the sun goes down. However, by the clothing we encourage them to wear and the activities we plan, we help them prepare for the sacrament and enjoy its blessings throughout the day.
The bottom line is, I have been a missionary. I know what the "higher law" of attire for Sundays is and I am required by my understanding to demonstrate an honest "best" in dress. I won't be sporting leggings for the aforementioned reason of feeling they are a bit too casual in my opinion. But, I will also let others wear them and not judge them as I now understand that although I still think they are a replacement for pants (if they don't have a foot, I don't think they can't actually be considered a replacement for tights...tights are tall socks, whereas pants cover the leg without covering the foot), I now see that others feel that they are a replacement for tights and some people feel it helps them to be more modest. That's the great thing about the gospel: although there are general guidelines, each is left to determine how those guidelines apply in their lives and then does so.
And, I also have to say that Elder Perry's words were accidentally experimented upon. We went to some friends' home for breakfast that day and packed activity bags and also a change of clothes bag for the girls (I didn't want them to ruin dresses by eating sloppily before Conference). When we got to church, we realized that we left the bag of dresses sitting at home on the sofa. Too little, too late. We didn't have time to go home for the change before Conference started, so we just "made due" with the inappropriate attire the girls were wearing (that being modest denim shorts and a t-shirt...totally inappropriate as far as it not being their "best"). To prove his words, my children were completely disruptive and I was out with them on multiple occasions for behavior issues. The problem? They hadn't been properly groomed that morning to prepare them for a reverent atmosphere. I was lenient with them because it was largely my fault, but they still need to understand that their behavior needs to reflect the activity. So, I've learned my lesson and will be more careful in the future how I approach the mornings for General Conference.
He also mentioned the importance of using the Sabbath as a full day of rest. We are to rest from our labors. Not just no "work", but also, not to cause others to work. Let them have their deserved rest, too! He mentioned to take a rest from our daily cares, be it work, business decisions, and even recreational rest. I grew up in a home where we were to observe the Sabbath and not play outside or games that would require romping around. We didn't play with friends or anything like that. If our athletic team at the moment had a tournament or game on Sunday, it was a no-questions-asked kind of thing; we wouldn't be participating. Instead, we'd play board games or read books and be together as a family. As a parent, I try to implement those same things. We have extended the "rest" to include no computer/video games and that we only watch videos that remind us of Christ. Nothing that has commercials, so no TV. It's only pre-recorded DVD's. It's created a home where we can feel the Spirit strongly and we spend more time focused on each other's needs. We also visit their grandparents as a family. These days have become very special family time and I hope are things to remember. As a young teenager, we spent many Sunday dinners with my own grandparents. Sometimes we got to look at old photographs and hear stories of our ancestors, or even just our parents (I tend to view "ancestors" as those who are already gone). As a teenager, I didn't really appreciate it, but I do now that I am involved in recording my own family's history and genealogy.
There are always things we can improve on.

Winding Down

2011-04-05T18:34:00.002-05:00

The girls are giving themselves baths (I know...it probably means a LOT of water on the floor), one puppy has the hiccups and is laying behind me, the other just fell off the sofa (I think he dozed off), Hannah is sleeping on the rug in front of me (our GSD), and I have two nearly complete Easter dresses on the ironing board. It feels like a pretty good day.
Just a few random thoughts just because this is my quasi-journal...
Apparently there was a pretty severe storm that roared through here last night. I heard the thunder and knew it was raining, but the only evidence in our neighborhood was a few overturned (but empty) trashcans and our overturned grape arbor thingy. The first blessing: trash day is Monday morning, so everyone had just had their cans emptied. The second blessing: nothing happened here...and we all pretty much slept through it. On our jaunt down to the library today, I came to understand why one local school was closed. The winds ripped through that area and ripped out a bunch of trees, even causing one street to be closed. I'm so grateful we didn't have any damage to our property or in the neighborhood and I really hope the damage others suffered can be easily and quickly remedied.
Another random point. The creators behind Tangled must have met my daughter. Rapunzel looks and acts so much like her that it is a bit uncanny. Even stranger is the fact that the horse Maximus resembles our GSD Hannah. Hilarious that this horse seems more like Hannah than Bolt who is supposed to be a GSD (I totally don't see it, but whatever).
And, a funny quote from Gianna. We do a recording of our blessings every night (see this article in The Friend magazine from President Eyring). Gianna has some pre-recorded messages...usually starting with something about her dog Booga. This time, she shouts, "Jesus cute!" We all tried to keep our composure in a moment of reverence, but sometimes kids can really throw you for a loop!

I'll Tell You a Finance Secret

2011-04-04T11:49:00.003-05:00

This is probably the funniest thing we've done lately. Get ready...we DOWNSIZED from our Kia Sedona (minivan) to a Mercedez-Benz. Yes, you read that correctly DOWNSIZED. And, when I use the term, I'm not just talking about the obvious loss of cargo space (because, with two kids, it wasn't a passenger issue). I'm talking about saving money monthly AND overall. Go figure!
When I was younger, my sisters and I sang a song (I learned it from one sister and I don't know if she made it up or learned it from someone else). Anyway, it was one of those campy-silly type songs. "I don't care if he's short, fat or tall--I don't care if he's ugly at all--(something, something something)...just as long as I can drive his Mercedez-Benz...(something) money-money-money..." It would make us laugh and there was no dream of actually ever driving or owning a Mercedez. Seriously. No aspirations at all. And yet, here I am, a SAHM who drives one. Granted, it isn't new, but we don't care. We are definitely working our way to financial freedom and this puts us one step closer!!
So, the moral of the story is...if you want to save money, purchase a Mercedez. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! (BTW, this is completely a true story.)

In Trouble

2011-04-01T09:27:00.002-05:00

So, I want to make this dress. I have the pattern cut, the fabric cut, and even the pleats made. However, I cannot figure out how to attach the bib-type insert on the front of the dress. The instructions on the pattern say to put right sides together and sew. If I do that, the edges don't line up. I can't figure it out and so I'm calling on all my sewing/design friends to help give me a clue. Am I supposed to match up the shoulders or line up the raw edges or what? It isn't very clear and I can only sew once (it's a brocade), so I can't mess up and do a redo. It'll ruin the fabric. Suggestions? Help!!

My Birthday Present To Myself

2011-03-27T19:54:00.003-05:00

I thought I'd get something that didn't cost much and no one else would think to give me, so I kicked off 31 years with a big, fat purple lip. The blessing is that it didn't look this bad at church today, but now it has plumped up and turned purple this afternoon. (And, from the outer lip, it doesn't look so bad, thus the reason I had to show you the inside.)

To Wear or Not To Wear

2011-03-22T14:27:00.004-05:00

Okay, so I've had a lot of thoughts about these two parts of modern fashion. Both the legging and the skinny jean have emerged and been found fashionable. I can't help but think they are a cool style...if properly done. However, I am in a conundrum now about modesty. Are they really modest? Are they fringing too much into the immodest department? Are they appropriate for church?
I ask this because although I find some trends to be perfectly fine in certain situations, that in others, they are not. For instance, wearing a ball gown to church would be inappropriate in my view and yet I'm perfectly fine if those who attended their HS prom wear the outfit to church the next day, considering that it is modest and not violating church standards. On the other hand, I don't think it is okay to wear leggings paired with a dress to church. I think it is too casual and we are supposed to wear dresses/skirts to our knees. This just feels like it's not quite right. However, I'm fine with someone wearing the legging-long shirt fashion elsewhere. Am I being a bit unfair?
I want some honest feedback. No being mean though, please. I AM an owner of a very cute pair of skinny jeans which I pair with a long tunic-type shirt which, obviously, I would never wear to church on Sunday but I may wear it to a church social function during the week. So, I am not calling the kettle black or anything. I'm just trying to get some feedback ...sort of a self-check on what I'm calling acceptable.
What are you thoughts?

Not to Teach Unbelief

2011-03-20T13:04:00.002-05:00

So, you know when the man goes to Jesus and asks him to heal his son and then (Mark 9:17-29) Jesus explains that if we believe, all things are possible and then the father cries out "Help thou my unbelief!"? I think this story is so incredibly powerful...especially as a parent, now, myself.
I think there is great wisdom in this story. Yes, we must have belief, but we must also teach that belief to our children so they may know to which source they may look for a remission of their sins (2 Nephi 25:26).
I have a child who truly believes everything I teach her. I have to make sure that the things I teach her are truths. I also have to make certain that just because of my moments of unbelief or feelings of unworthiness that I do not teach her those things instead. For instance, and in particular, I don't think I'm an important enough person to have Christ manifest himself to me. So, in other words, I don't have the faith required for such an event. Yet, I do know, and that is definitely a KNOW, not just believe, that Jesus appeared to Joseph Smith just as he did to Moses and other prophets. My daughter has the faith that some day she just might have that experience herself. I have to make sure that I teach with words of faith even through my lacking.
She shared an experience today and although I believe I know what she was trying to convey, an individual actually checked with me to, uh, let me know, I guess, that my daughter has an "active imagination". I can only think of how Joseph must have heard similar comments after his vision. I don't know if Emily actually SAW Jesus or just felt His presence, but how dare I question the possibility! As she grows older, she will be better able to explain her feelings and experiences. In the meantime, I must stay believing and trust in the impressions the Spirit gives to me in raising my daughter as a True Believer. The world teaches enough unbelief on its own.

I Love Quotes

2011-03-19T17:56:00.004-05:00

Sometimes the best thoughts can be contained in short quotes.
For instance, “Etiquette allows people to see the positive things about you.” --Anna King.
Or Eric's quote, "You have to care about people for their sake, not your sake."
Another favorite quote is, "To love another person is to see the hand of God." --Victor Hugo
Or another great one by the same gentleman, “The greatest happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved -- loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves.”
At some point in my life I hope I collect in a notebook (or some other way) all of the wonderful quotes that have inspired me and bettered me as a person.

Family Time

2011-03-17T06:32:00.003-05:00

We had such a fun day yesterday. Family time becomes more and more precious as we go along. Eric has been at trainings a lot lately (with more in the very near future), so we are trying to really take advantage of his day's off.
Yesterday Gianna and I got to hang out with him all day. Just spending that amount of time with out any distractions was great. Then, when Emily got out of school, we went to the town south of us to take care of some errands, visit a friend, and drop off the project I've been involved in for the past 2.5 years. After that, we went to walk around the mall as we missed the time for our movie (and, it is Youth Art week, so we got to see some pretty amazing pictures, too!), went to dinner, and then ended up at our movie.
Sure, it made it a late night for two young girls, but they were troopers and were up bright and early this morning. Even if they weren't, I would be happy because we spent quality time together as a family yesterday.

My, How Time Flies

2011-03-12T19:00:00.003-05:00

Six? Really? It's been six years since I was a missionary? WOW. That went by way too fast.
My homecoming anniversary is always a time for me to reflect on my mission. It was such an incredible experience that even attempting to relate it to anyone else is incredibly difficult. There is no way to understand unless you serve one yourself, but even then, they are completely different experiences fine tuned to the exact lessons and wisdom that person needs to learn at that time.
As a "greenie" they talk about how your trainer will set the pace of your mission and then how your mission will set the pace of your life. I have to say, it has seemed pretty true. I had a wonderful trainer and an amazing first transfer. Things moved quickly, I got to teach some amazing people, and I got to see a lot of them follow Christ and be baptized members of His church.
Because of my mission, my life has followed in a similar vein. Eric and I started dating shortly after and never really fell back into the "normal" life. Sometimes I feel like I got quite the hand-up because of it. There are so many aspects of life that just don't have an influence in our lives because we never let them back in (ie: inappropriate music/movies/etc.).
I'm really glad that Eric served the mission he did, as well. His last area he served in a leadership position. I think this was significant for the reason he called several of us returning missionaries that first night home. I'm not positive, but I'm fairly certain that because of that phone call to me, it established our friendship. Had that friendship not been established, we wouldn't have dated and we would not be married. So, I'm really, really glad that he called to check up on me and make that first connection. I'm so happy that six years after finishing my mission, I can still share those memories, teachings, and experiences with my husband and best friend. I'm sure the next six, twelve, eighteen, twenty-four, and thirty-six years and on will also fly by, but I know that they will be memorable and wonderful years with my best friend and husband. Ups and downs, joys and sorrows, beginnings and endings will all be a part of the time that is yet to fly.

The Gift of Tongues

2011-03-10T14:44:00.002-05:00

There are so many skills, talents and abilities one learns as a mother. One such talent is having the gift of tongues. I'm always having to interpret what my two year old says to my parents over the phone. It's pretty funny. Sometimes I don't get it right and sometimes the words she DOES say sound a little...bad. Just think "truck" from a 2 year old, except her's isn't truck, it is both "fox" and "frog" which sound like the same bad word.
Now that Emily is an artist and author, I'm using those same skills with the written word. One of her drawings that she brought home today reads "HAPLEEVERFRDEN" across the top of the page. Instantly I knew what it meant, but still asked her to confirm. Sure enough, it means "Happily Ever After. The End."
Being a mom is seriously the BEST job ever. The End.

From a Different Perspective

2011-03-10T08:28:00.003-05:00

Have you ever been offended? Have you ever been offended on behalf of someone else? Do you know the mysterious line that separates being concerned for others versus allowing people to take complete advantage over you? Do you have all the information before you make a judgment?
These are a lot of the questions I've been pondering for awhile. Two Sundays ago we had talks on forgiveness, true charity (meaning the love of Christ, not donations to the poor/needy), and not being judgmental. I took a lot away from that meeting and felt so uplifted. I've had further conversations on the subject with Eric and a couple other people.
I think the first thing that I learned is that perspective is so alluring. It's tempting to view the world simply as I have experienced it. On the way to school today, Emily informed me that Gianna's shoes are a "little bit too small". For Emily, the shoes ARE too small. However, on Gianna's feet, they are a little too big. What Emily REALLY meant was that her sister's shoes weren't fitting well, but she had to explain it to me in the words of her perspective: viewing the world as she experiences it. Since the shoes don't fit her and she's been told "they are too small," that is how she can describe the issue to me. How many times have we done the same thing in other aspects of life? "That person isn't doing what I would if I were in that position/situation." I tend to do this, especially when I'm feeling hurt by something that may not even be related to the situation.
The second thing I learned is from my live-in sage, Eric. I want to get this part of my character cleaned up. I want to love others. I want to have charity in my heart. By doing this (positive thinking/actions), I will stop being judgmental. So, Eric wisely tells me that I have to care about people for them, not me. I can build up others without deciding what I would have done in their situation and then making a judgment on their actions. Instead, I can just love them and help in the event that they need assistance. I can stop worrying about the way they view me. Wrongly or rightly, they are entitled to their opinion. I know what is true which is all I should be concerned with.
So, I'm letting go of the drive to only view the world from my eyes. I'm going to make a concerted effort in viewing the world from different perspectives so that I can be more loving and a better friend to all. My opinions are not truth and I can accept that.

Talents: Handwriting & Drawing

2011-03-04T11:19:00.003-05:00

I mentioned that I'm the new Primary Music Leader in our ward. Part of this is teaching the children new songs. I remember posters of each song and that's what I wanted to do for our children, too. It gives me an opportunity to practice good handwriting (because, in this day and age, who does actual handwriting?) and a little bit of drawing. I am pleased with the way this poster turned out. Of course, it helps that it was such a short little song, but I certainly had fun doing it! (And I'm not sure why this keeps loading sideways...the original image isn't.)