Thursday, December 4, 2008
Sunday, November 30, 2008
A friend emailed this to me, and I thought I would share
it with anyone who wants to take the time to read it.
Too many people put off something that brings them joy
just because they haven't thought about it, don't have
it on their schedule, didn't know it was coming or are
too rigid to depart from their routine.
I got to thinking one day about all those women on the
Titanic who passed up dessert at dinner that fateful
night in an effort to'cut back the calories'.
From then on, I've tried to be a little more flexible!
How many women out there will eat at home because their
husband didn't suggest going out to dinner until after
something had been thawed? Does the word'refrigeration'
mean nothing to you?
How often have your kids dropped in to talk and sat in
silence while you watched 'Who wants to be a millionaire'
I cannot count the times I called my sister and said,
'How about going to lunch in a half hour?' She would
gas up and stammer, 'I can't. I have clothes on the
line. My hair is dirty. I wish I had known yesterday,
I had a late breakfast, It looks like rain.'
And my personal favorite: 'It's Monday.' She died a
few years ago. We never did have lunch together.
Because we cram so much into our lives, we tend to even
schedule our headaches. We live on a sparse diet of
promises we make to ourselves when all the conditions
are perfect! We'll go back and visit the grandparents
when we get Steve toilet-trained. We'll entertain when
we replace the living-room carpet. We'll go on a second
honeymoon when we get two more kids out of college.
Life has a way of accelerating as we get older.
The days get shorter, and the list of promises to
ourselves gets longer.. One morning, we awaken, and
all we have to show for our lives is a litany of
'I'm going to,' 'I plan on,' and 'Someday, when things
are settled down a bit.' When anyone calls my
'seize the moment' friend, she is open to adventure
and available for trips. She keeps an open mind on new
ideas. Her enthusiasm for life is contagious. You
talk with her for five minutes, and you're ready
to trade your bad feet for a pair of roller blades
and skip an elevator for a bungee cord.
My lips have not touched ice cream in 10 years.
I love ice cream. It's just that I might as well
apply it directly to my stomach with a spatula and
eliminate the digestive process The other day, I
stopped the car and bought a triple-decker. If my
car had hit an iceberg on the way home, I would have
Now go on and have a nice day. Do something you
WANT to...not something on your SHOULD DO list.
If you were going to die soon and had only one phone
call you could make, who would you call and what
would you say? And why are you waiting?
Have you ever watched kids playing on a merry go
round or listened to the rain lapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight or gazed
at the sun into the fading night? Do you run
through each day on the fly? When you ask 'How are you?'
do you hear the reply? When the day is done, do you
lie in your bed with the next hundred chores running
through your head? Ever told your child, 'We'll do
it tomorrow.' And in your haste, not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch? Let a good friendship die?
Just call to say 'Hi?
When you worry and hurry through your day,
it is like an unopened gift...Thrown away...
Life is not a race. Take it slower.
Hear the music before the song is over.
"Life may not be the party we hoped for...
but while we are here, we might as well dance!"
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
To anyone who is still reading this blog, sorry I have seamed to neglect this poor little blog!!! I am trying to finish up a football video and then maybe I'll get back to posting... (Maybe) or who knows I might let it go another month... Just so you all know my intentions are good...
It's the thought that counts.... and believe me I have a lot of thoughts!!!
Friday, October 17, 2008
We always have all sorts of yummy treats. This year we had to much.... That we didn't even get a carmel apple at Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory... Maybe next time!We made fun crafts... These are the cute Christmas ornaments we painted!
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Saturday, June 28, 2008
It was around midnight and we were both really hungry so we went to the drive-thru at Wendy's. We ordered "one hamburger with everything but the bun (for her) and one hamburger with nothing but the bun (for me)" As I was ordering our food right in the middle it was so funny we both started laughing!!! The person taking out order was not amused!
I am so blessed to have such amazing girl friends. While we are so much alike in so many ways we we are defiantly different when it comes to hamburgers!!!
Its always a great time when you're with just the girls!!!
Friday, June 20, 2008
is to put everything aside,
and take time to play with your kids"
Thursday, June 5, 2008
A father of some teenage children had a family rule that they could not attend PG-13, R or X rated movies. His three teens wanted to see a particular popular movie that was playing at local theaters. It was rated PG-13. The teens interviewed friends and even some members of their family's church to find out what was offensive in the movie. The teens made a list of pros and cons about the movie to use to convince their dad that they should be allowed to see it.
The cons were:
*It contained ONLY 3 swear words!
*The ONLY violence was a building exploding (and you see that on TV all the time they said)
*You actually did not 'see' the couple in the movie having sex, it was just implied sex, off camera.
The pros were:
*It was a popular movie,(a blockbuster).
*Everyone was seeing it.
*If the teens saw the movie then they would not feel left out when their friends discussed it.
*The movie contained a good story and plot.
*It had some great adventure and suspense in it.
*There were some fantastic special effects in this movie.
*The movie's stars were some of the most talented.
*It probably would be nominated for several awards.
*Many members of their Christian church, including the pastor, had even seen the movie and said it wasn't really 'that bad'.
Therefore, since there were more pros than cons the teens asked their father to reconsider his position on just this ONE movie and let them have permission to go see it.
The father looked at the list and thought for a few minutes. He said he could tell his children had spent some time and thought on this request. He asked if he could have a day to think about it before making his decision. The teens were thrilled, thinking, 'Now we've got him! Our argument is too good! Dad can't turn us down!' So, they happily agreed to let him have a day to think about their request.
The next evening the Father called his three teenagers, who were smiling smugly, into the living room. There on the coffee table he had a plate of brownies. The teens were puzzled. The father told his children he had thought about their request and had decided that if they would eat the brownies, then he would let them go to the movie. But, he explained, just like the movie, the brownies had pros and cons.
The pros were :
*They were made with the finest chocolate and other good ingredients.
*They had the added special effect of yummy walnuts i n them.
*The brownies were moist and fresh with wonderful chocolate frosting on top.
*He had made these fantastic brownies using an award-winning recipe.
*And best of all, the brownies had been made lovingly by the hand of their own father.
The brownies only had one con :
*He had included a little bit of a special ingredient:
The brownies contained just a small amount of dog poop. But he had mixed the dough well and they probably would not even be able to taste the dog poop and he had baked it at 350 degrees so hopefully any bacteria or germs from the dog poop had probably been destroyed. Therefore, if any of his children could stand to eat the brownies which included just a 'little bit of crap' and not be affected by it, then he knew they would also be able to see the movie with 'just a little bit of smut' and not be affected.
Of course, none of the teens would eat the brownies and the smug smiles had left their faces. Now when his teenagers ask permission to do something he KNOWS THEY SHOULDN'T BE DOING the father just asks, 'Would you like me to whip up a batch of my special brownies?'
A friend emailed this to me yesterday. This story has such a great lesson, that I think everyone can use.
Sunday, June 1, 2008
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
JUST A MOM?
A woman, renewing her driver's license at the County Clerk 's office, was asked by the woman recorder to state her occupation. She hesitated, uncertain how to classify herself. "What I mean is, " explained the recorder, "do you have a job or are you just a ...?" "Of
course I have a job," snapped the woman.
"I'm a Mom."
"We don't list 'Mom' as an occupation, 'housewife' covers it," Said the recorder emphatically.
I forgot all about her story until one day I found myself in the same situation, this time at our own Town Hall. The Clerk was obviously a career woman, poised, efficient, and possessed of a high sounding title like, "Official Interrogator" or "Town Registrar." "What is your occupation?" she probed. What made me say it? I do not know. The words simply popped out. "I'm a Research Associate in the field of Child Development and Human Relations." The clerk paused, ball-point pen frozen in midair and looked up as though she had not heard right. I repeated the title slowly emphasizing the most significant words. Then I stared with wonder as my pronouncement was written, in bold, black ink on the official questionnaire. "Might I ask," said the clerk with new interest, "just what you do in your field?" Coolly, without any trace of fluster in my voice, I heard myself reply, "I have a continuing program of research, (what mother doesn't) In the laboratory and in the field, (normally I would have said indoors and out). I'm working for my Masters, (first the Lord and then the whole family) and already have four credits (all daughters). Of course, the job is one of the most demanding in the humanities,(any mother care to disagree?) and I often work 14 hours a day, (24 is more like it). But the job is more challenging than most run-of-the-mill careers and the rewards are more of a satisfaction rather than just money."
There was an increasing note of respect in the clerk's voice as she completed the form, stood up, and personally ushered me to the door.
As I drove into our driveway, buoyed up by my glamorous new career, I was greeted by my lab assistants -- ages 13, 7, and 3. Upstairs I could hear our new experimental model, (a 6 month old baby) in the child development program,
testing out a new vocal pattern. I felt I had scored a beat on bureaucracy! And I had gone on the official records as someone more
distinguished and indispensable to mankind than "just another Mom."
What a glorious career!
Especially when there's a title on the door.
Does this make grandmothers
"Senior Research Associates in the field of Child Development and Human Relations"
And great grandmothers
"Executive Senior Research Associates?"
I think so!!!
I also think it makes Aunts
"Associate Research Assistants."
Monday, May 19, 2008
Saturday, May 17, 2008
So today I did it I ran my first 5K. I loved it. It was really inspiring. I can't wait for my next race. Would anyone like to join me? I found this excerpt from a talk given by President Thomas S. Monson. I hope you enjoy it.
A favorite poem of mine gives to each of us the challenge:
Stick to your task ’til it sticks to you;
Beginners are many, but enders are few.
Honor, power, place and praise
Will come, in time, to the one who stays.
Stick to your task ’til it sticks to you;
Bend at it, sweat at it, smile at it too;
For out of the bend and the sweat and the smile
Will come life’s victories, after awhile.
Let us remember the advice from Ecclesiastes, or the Preacher, “The race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong,” but to they who “endure to the end.” The Apostle Paul further counseled: “They which run in a race run all, but one receiveth the prize. … So run, that ye may obtain.”
In the private sanctuary of one’s own conscience lies that spirit, that determination, to cast off the old person and to measure up to the stature of true potential. But the way is rugged and the course is strenuous. So discovered John Helander from Göteborg, Sweden. John is twenty-six years of age and is handicapped, in that it is difficult for him to coordinate his motions.
At a youth conference in Kungsbacka, Sweden, John took part in an 800-meter running race. He had no chance to win. Rather, his was the opportunity to be humiliated, mocked, derided, scorned. Perhaps John remembered another who lived long ago and far away. Wasn’t He mocked? Wasn’t He derided? Wasn’t He scorned? But He prevailed. He won His race. Maybe John could win his.
What a race it was! Struggling, surging, pressing, the runners bolted far beyond John. There was wonderment among the spectators. Who is this runner who lags so far behind? The participants on their second lap of this two-lap race passed John while he was but halfway through the first lap. Tension mounted as the runners pressed toward the tape. Who would win? Who would place second? Then came the final burst of speed; the tape was broken. The crowd cheered; the winner was proclaimed.
The race was over—or was it? Who is this contestant who continues to run when the race is ended? He crosses the finish line on but his first lap. Doesn’t the foolish lad know he has lost? Ever onward he struggles, the only participant now on the track. This is his race. This must be his victory. No one among the vast throng of spectators leaves. Every eye is on this valiant runner. He makes the final turn and moves toward the finish line. There is awe; there is admiration. Every spectator sees himself running his own race of life. As John approaches the finish line, the audience, as one, rises to its feet. There is a loud applause of acclaim. Stumbling, falling, exhausted but victorious, John Helander breaks the newly tightened tape. Officials are human beings, too. The cheering echoes for miles. And just maybe, if the ear is carefully attuned, that Great Scorekeeper—even the Lord—can be heard to say, “Well done, thou good and faithful servant.”
Each of us is a runner in the race of life. Comforting is the fact that there are many runners. Reassuring is the knowledge that our Eternal Scorekeeper is understanding. Challenging is the truth that each must run. But you and I do not run alone. That vast audience of family, friends, and leaders will cheer our courage, will applaud our determination as we rise from our stumblings and pursue our goal. The race of life is not for sprinters running on a level track. The course is marked by pitfalls and checkered with obstacles. We take confidence from the hymn:
Fear not, I am with thee; oh, be not dismayed,
For I am thy God and will still give thee aid.
I’ll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand, …
Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent hand. …
The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose
I will not, I cannot, desert to his foes;
That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake, …
I’ll never, no never, no never forsake!
Let us shed any thought of failure. Let us discard any habit that may hinder. Let us seek; let us obtain the prize prepared for all, even exaltation in the celestial kingdom of God.
Friday, May 16, 2008
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
While blogging is a lot of fun... I am sitting here thinking of how much stuff I should be doing right now other than blogging! Lately I have been trying to tackle one project every few days... Like cleaning the closet, weeding the garden, organizing the fridge... Yet I look around and I still have so much to do... So today instead of blogging I will be finding a project. I will be sure to take a before and after picture. Wish me luck as soon as I am finished I will be back to blogging...
Friday, May 9, 2008
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
Saturday, May 3, 2008
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
watching her children enjoy one another.
Monday, April 28, 2008
The teacher smiled and then said, "Let go of all your competitiveness and ambition, just focus on what is right for you. If you have to, go ahead and drop your balancing pose, and then pick it up when it is right for you."
I just love that comment. I am so competitive in all that I do, and really I need to just focus on what is right for me and my family. I am totally hooked on yoga, I love the work out and I really like the teacher. So now when I go to the class I concentrate more on what I am doing, and not so much on what the rest of the class is doing. Although, I still make my yoga teacher laugh, I am getting a little better!
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Every Sunday we used to make Crepes together, they are so good and really easy. They are great with whip cream, vanilla pudding or powdered sugar on top. I pulled out this recipe and whipped up some strawberry crepes, they were so good!!! and my husband was really impressed!
Heat a medium, nonstick skillet over medium-high heat. Place 1/4 cup crepe batter into center of pan, tilting to coat the bottom. Cook until golden brown on one side, turning once, 2 to 5 minutes. Continue with remaining batter.
Place chocolate and strawberries in and fold. Top with whip cream, pudding or powdered sugar.
Saturday, April 26, 2008
Friday, April 25, 2008
In 2003 we started a Sister's Retreat. This has been a really fun tradition. The sister's consist of my mother and her three sisters (the first generation). Then comes all of their daughters and daughter-in-laws (the second generation). Then my daughter (the third generation). All of the little girls are invited to come when they are 11 years old. My 11 year old is really excited.