40 Years Old and a Marathon
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Saturday, January 23, 2010
My Kind of Writing
It must be on account of having so many "writing" friends that when someones mentions "writing" everyone jumps to the conclusion that it's a serious kind of writing, when it's really only the blog/facebook/email kind of writing. :) Love you all!
Monday, January 18, 2010
My Good, Better, Best Philosphy
Writing is good.
Reading is better.
Taking care of my family is best.
If I only get to the better and best,
I call it good.
Reading is better.
Taking care of my family is best.
If I only get to the better and best,
I call it good.
*huge smile, head nod*
Tuesday, November 03, 2009
Good times!
A few minutes ago I was teasing Julian and telling her she couldn't take out the cute braid I did in her hair. She protested, but finally gave up in a huff. I went to say goodnight to Logan and came back to find her lying diagonally, face down on her bed. She was shaking and I thought I heard sobs. I said, not quite disbelievingly, "Are you seriously crying?" She laughed and answered in a triumphant voice, "Drama (club) is totally worth it!"
What's more, I assured her it was okay with me if she removed the braid and offered to take it out myself, only to be stopped abruptly. Julian 'hmmed' a bit, then admitted that while I wanted her to keep it in, she didn't want it, but when I wanted to take it out, she had a strong desire to keep it in. She even giggled while she unabashedly stated that she has roller coaster emotions. Very astute, don't you think? I love having an almost teenager to have fun with!
In contrast, on Sunday, I was bemoaning my high forehead and remembering a few years back when a co-worker caught sight of me in a store while I crouched to look at something on the bottom shelf of an isle. Said she, "I'd recognize that forehead anywhere!" Nice.
A couple of hours after that unwelcome memory emerged, I returned home and knocked on my own front door. I expected to be let in by my kids, but no one answered after several knocks and rings. Finally, I saw the blinds part and the door was opened by Logan who said with a big smile on his face, "I'd recognize those eyes anywhere." Well, I happen to like my eyes. I'd rather have them noticed than my forehead any day. I love having a sweet little boy to compliment me.
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What's more, I assured her it was okay with me if she removed the braid and offered to take it out myself, only to be stopped abruptly. Julian 'hmmed' a bit, then admitted that while I wanted her to keep it in, she didn't want it, but when I wanted to take it out, she had a strong desire to keep it in. She even giggled while she unabashedly stated that she has roller coaster emotions. Very astute, don't you think? I love having an almost teenager to have fun with!
In contrast, on Sunday, I was bemoaning my high forehead and remembering a few years back when a co-worker caught sight of me in a store while I crouched to look at something on the bottom shelf of an isle. Said she, "I'd recognize that forehead anywhere!" Nice.
A couple of hours after that unwelcome memory emerged, I returned home and knocked on my own front door. I expected to be let in by my kids, but no one answered after several knocks and rings. Finally, I saw the blinds part and the door was opened by Logan who said with a big smile on his face, "I'd recognize those eyes anywhere." Well, I happen to like my eyes. I'd rather have them noticed than my forehead any day. I love having a sweet little boy to compliment me.
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Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Monday, October 19, 2009
Thrillionaries
WOO-HOO!!!
It was a blast. I was amazed how Twilight Zonish the Twilight Zone one was. Even the musical was terrific. These people amaze me! Mel B, you amaze me!
It was a blast. I was amazed how Twilight Zonish the Twilight Zone one was. Even the musical was terrific. These people amaze me! Mel B, you amaze me!
Friday, October 16, 2009
Thrillionaires this weekend!!!
Come celebrate Halloween season with The Thrillionaires. Here's what's coming up:
October 17
Style: 1. Twilight Zone 2. Alien Invasion Musical
***I'm totally going to this one and taking my kids, too. My sister Melissa will be performing. Only $5 with the discount. Anyone want to go with us???
(I'll have to be late for Girls' Night)
October 24
Style: Teen/Modern Vampires
October 31 - Halloween
Style: 1. 80s B-movie Horror 2. Slasher Movie Musical
If you order tickets online at www.coveycenter.org and use the promo code "ghost" you will get in for 1/2 price ($5)!
October 17
Style: 1. Twilight Zone 2. Alien Invasion Musical
***I'm totally going to this one and taking my kids, too. My sister Melissa will be performing. Only $5 with the discount. Anyone want to go with us???
(I'll have to be late for Girls' Night)
October 24
Style: Teen/Modern Vampires
October 31 - Halloween
Style: 1. 80s B-movie Horror 2. Slasher Movie Musical
If you order tickets online at www.coveycenter.org and use the promo code "ghost" you will get in for 1/2 price ($5)!
Tuesday, October 06, 2009
Sunday, October 04, 2009
Favorites?
There's still one session left and I'll need to read the talks from the Priesthood session, but so far my favorite talk has been President Monson's talk on serving others. All those stories of the children serving others brought tears to my eyes and I felt the Spirit strongly. He is truly an inspired prophet of God. Such a simple principle can cause so much happiness for everyone involved. It's just what the world needs as we go through these ever increasingly difficult times over which we have no control.
What was your favorite talk?
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What was your favorite talk?
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Saturday, September 26, 2009
The Worst and the Best...
The worst and the best of this week can be summarized by two thoughts...
#1
As individuals, first graders are adorable with their little fingers and toes and big eyes and lisps. But, collectively, I'd rather not be in their presence as a leader of any kind. Two groups of twenty-eight of them in a gym for an hour every day uses up my effort and patience quota. I spend the rest of the day glad to be in the presence of 4th-6th graders...or even better no students at all and just a good book for company. :) Thanks for Graceling, Peggy. It saved me this week.
#2
I've rediscovered the essence of pure vanilla. The undeniable rich and creamy aroma (and taste) of it in chocolate chip cookie dough before and after baking. Mmmm. Yummy. Too many years finishing a big bottle of imitation had erased it from my sieve of a mind. Thank goodness for food storage. If I hadn't have had to dip into it, I might have wasted my precious dough on the counterfeit again.
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#1
As individuals, first graders are adorable with their little fingers and toes and big eyes and lisps. But, collectively, I'd rather not be in their presence as a leader of any kind. Two groups of twenty-eight of them in a gym for an hour every day uses up my effort and patience quota. I spend the rest of the day glad to be in the presence of 4th-6th graders...or even better no students at all and just a good book for company. :) Thanks for Graceling, Peggy. It saved me this week.
#2
I've rediscovered the essence of pure vanilla. The undeniable rich and creamy aroma (and taste) of it in chocolate chip cookie dough before and after baking. Mmmm. Yummy. Too many years finishing a big bottle of imitation had erased it from my sieve of a mind. Thank goodness for food storage. If I hadn't have had to dip into it, I might have wasted my precious dough on the counterfeit again.
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Tuesday, September 22, 2009
To sleep or not to sleep...?
Sleep and sleep related subjects are all that seem to inspire me lately. Do you love sleeping in a cozy bed as much as I do? It's the perfect way to escape the daily grind. Night, day or even morning. If I didn't have to get up in the morning, I wouldn't. Not until my back started to hurt from lying down too long. Yes, that has happened more than I'd like to admit.
While working on yet another poetic expression of sleep last night, a pang of sympathy struck me and I thought of how often sleep eludes my husband, Jarid. This short poem was written for him.
While working on yet another poetic expression of sleep last night, a pang of sympathy struck me and I thought of how often sleep eludes my husband, Jarid. This short poem was written for him.
For Jarid
(from his wife, Cecilia)
Where can one find sweet peace
When one can't fall asleep?
When e'en without a peep
Consciousness will not retreat?
How disconsolate the one
Who lies awake alone
At night when sleeps the sun
With thoughts that won't be done!
Oh please, my mind entreats,
Please let him fall asleep!
For with each pulsing beat
His heart craves desired sleep.
I understand that many people have a love/hate relationship with sleep or some other relationship that I can't fathom. How do you feel about it???
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(from his wife, Cecilia)
Where can one find sweet peace
When one can't fall asleep?
When e'en without a peep
Consciousness will not retreat?
How disconsolate the one
Who lies awake alone
At night when sleeps the sun
With thoughts that won't be done!
Oh please, my mind entreats,
Please let him fall asleep!
For with each pulsing beat
His heart craves desired sleep.
I understand that many people have a love/hate relationship with sleep or some other relationship that I can't fathom. How do you feel about it???
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