Showing posts from October, 2009

My Birthday

Was more this entire week than one day!  On Sunday, I received a boquet of flowers which is looking beautiful even now.  On Monday, it was a regular day other than getting all dressed up and going to the mall with my girls (their favorite past time lately), and getting myself a new maternity shirt at Motherhood.  When my husband finally got home from work at seven-thirty, he brought a cake and a card and gift card, and some chocolates.  We had a late family night and got the kids (those who had not already fallen asleep) to bed after cake and ice cream.

Next day, I went shopping with my gift card for mostly Halloween Candy and some groceries.  I did get myself a five dollar maternity shirt with it.  And the following day, my package I had ordered for myself from Sheer Cover came.  I LOVE their product.  Thirty bucks for three nice brushes, mascara, a color palette of lip glosses, eye liner and highlighter (small, sample size), a nice makeup bag to hold it all in, a couple mineral powde…

Tough Times

These are hard times we live in, and blessed times.  I watched A Wrinkle in Time today.  Some things really stuck out to me about the present state of the world.  Some good messages in there; I've always loved the book.
Anyway, of course whenever I'm struggling to discern between how things appear and how they truly are in my life and in my mind, I turn to the scriptures for direction and clarification.

Here's a good little message that I needed right now and I hope someone else could use it as well.

Doctrine and Covenants 78
11 Wherefore, a commandment I give unto you, to prepare and organize yourselves by a bond or everlasting covenant that cannot be broken.

12 And he who breaketh it shall lose his office and standing in the church, and shall be delivered over to the buffetings of Satan until the day of redemption.

13 Behold, this is the preparation wherewith I prepare you, and the foundation, and the ensample which I give unto you, whereby you may accomplish the commandments …

Stay at Home Mom

There is a perception out there that being a stay-at-home Mom isn't a job, or that we're lazy and not really doing our part in contributing to a thriving society. Well, I'm here to tell those people that I am doing possibly the most important work in this world. And I deserve nothing but respect for what I do every day and night.
I've always been a hard worker. My favorite jobs growing up were hard core landscaping (laying fire stone, leveling yards, pruning, hedging) construction (roofing, framing etc.). I'd have heat exhaustion for the first two weeks of my outside summer jobs. I stacked trailers like the guys at UPS and loved every minute of it. I threw the javelin and had six hours of physical training every day, placed at nationals in college, and won many gold medals in high school and Jr. High. I had nine younger brother's and sister's and spent the majority of my free time cleaning, taking care of and serving them - doing whatever I could to lighten …


This is a venting session.
So, here's the deal. Our schools here are rated nines and tens. They are top quality schools. And it is because of the structure and strictness to obey the rules by the faculty that probably makes it that way.
Today was picture day. We had received a paper informing us of picture day over the weekend. So I knew it was coming up. I hadn't seen any sort of order form, however. So this morning, after I dropped Hyrum off at school, while unloading the girls I saw the order form on the floor of the van (Hyrum must have pulled it out of his back pack when I picked him up the previous weekend). I went into the school to pay for the pictures and fill out the order form with the girls.
First stop, the office to ask them how to go about this. After I sat and filled everything out, I looked through my purse to find that my check book was missing (all this with two rambunctious little girls to keep sitting and quiet). They suggested…


Ginnie is really quite the little story teller lately. She was reading to herself in the friend (an LDS children's magazine with stories and activities geared toward increasing faith in gospel principles). I wasn't paying much attention to her, but for a moment, I decided to listen in. This is what I heard:"They began laughing and laughing...they were laughing so hard, their eyes began to tremble." I started laughing and told her my eyes were trembling - asked "Did their tears start gushing out?" She replied, "Ya, they started gushing up and down - up and down..."
I asked her to tell me a story from the beginning. So she said their was a boy who was swinging, (there was a picture with a boy swinging and a few friends standing near by) and they put pots on their heads, then they threw the pots into the oven. "Was there anything in those pots?" "No, they forgot what they were making and swish, swish peanut butter splatted all over the…