Sunday, December 28, 2008


I'm not much of a driver...

I mean, as a whole, my drivers licence is valid, and there are no tickets or accidents marring my record such that the insurance company would drive up the ever-rising premiums.

I really don't have too much of a problem during the summer times, but winter driving and I are not the best of friends.

When I was in high school there was a place between Old Cheney Road and Glynoaks on 70th Street that I would slide on ALL THE TIME... The Judge would sit there as we crossed Old Cheney and say "3...2...1... cue the ditch" and off the road we would go, only to be pulled out by my mother's suburban when some kind individual would let me borrow their cell phone (usually a cardiovascular surgeon well known to my family as he was on his way to work... humiliating since I worked for his wife).

None the less, after 5 years and 4 months of a perfectly clean record, Nebraska ice weather and lack of road clearing capability got the better of me, and my Mali is relegated to a life in a garage for repairs. (The two most recent accidents on my car, mind you, were at my mother's house, my car parked, me in the house, and someone backing into my poor vehicle when she could not defend herself)

Let me just say, for starters, that this could have been worse.

It was a Saturday night, around 6 PM. I am headed north on a stretch of road approaching O Street (the main drag). I have the Bug and our friend Nina in the car with me, and I topped over the small hill and am headed downhill into the intersection. Three lines of at least 2 cars a piece, and I caught the ice. I applied my anti-lock brakes, and realized that I was not going to stop. Rather than take out the kind, and completely unaware, individuals ahead of me, I veer to the left and into two poles protecting a bush. The pole stayed vertical. My airbag didn't go off. Nothing... I didn't hit anyone, or anything valuable, but I tore up the front side of my car.

After registering my safety and security and that of my passengers, I called the non-emergency number for the local law enforcement. They determined that because I was on private property and no one was injured, they did not need to make an appearance. I backed out and went about my merry way.

No offense to those in the industry, and I do recognize that it is the holidays, but it should not take AN ENTIRE WEEK for me to get the repairs estimate approved so I can get my car fixed. I have now been without her since last Tuesday, and they haven't even started the work because the adjustor was out.


Ah well... That's what I get, I guess!

Friday, December 19, 2008

You are not gonna believe this....

Fore-warning: Do not click on the title link with innocents present (or if you are the innocent, at all).

As if the concept of meat-smelling cologne wasn't enough, the advertisement had to make it worse.

Can you imagine???

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Christmas Shopping


(Aren't you jealous?!?!?!?!)

Friday, December 12, 2008

My Hero!!!

He's done it again!!!

Several months ago, the speakers on the family computer ceased to function and updating mp3 players (mine), blog music (also mine), and ax (again, me) ceased to be entertaining. I could not listen to the music before it was passed along to other formats/peoples...

(I fully recognize this is my problem, but I firmly believe that if mom ain't happy, ain't nobody happy....)


We had also discussed the possibility of moving the computer desk to a different corner in the office. (Again to accomodate moving MY stuff into the office. It has to go somewhere.)

Tonight when I got home, the He-Man (Master of MY Universe) had moved the desk and rewired the speakers. I HAVE SOUND AGAIN!! I'm so happy...

He moved my printers, and the desk and everything. It is wonderful.. And the computer sings while I type and play.



Friday, December 5, 2008

The Annual Christmas Letter

Dear Family and Friends,

Our wishes that this epistle finds you well, happy and joyful at this wonderful season of the year. Please do catch up with us as you can, we would love to hear how you are faring.

Our year, as always, has left us much for which to be grateful. As a family, we have had many opportunities to share experiences. Our favorite, this year, was going to Orlando. This year we took DJ’s parents and brother, showing them Sea World and Disney World. It was truly a wonderful experience, and we are looking forward to shared trips in the future.

DJ’s highlights this year, as always, are the trips he takes with Burger King, as a restaurant manager. Because his store raised the most for the VFW’s UnMet Needs, he spent several days in Minneapolis. He also went to Las Vegas for a larger convention. He is the training manager for his district, and always works hard.

Shannon is still working as a telephone interviewer for Gallup. She also works with the Activity Day girls (8-11 year-olds) and loves every minute of it. She picked up a few more piano students. When she has spare time, she heads straight for the blog, Facebook and any books she hasn’t already read (and some she has). She also is learning to play the organ.

Hailey is in fifth grade, playing the piano, playing the French Horn in school band, and singing in the school choir, Prairie Winds. She loves going to Activity Days, and spending time with her friends.

Katie got baptized in January of this year. She is enjoying the third grade, and playing the piano. She has loved our traditional trips to pumpkin patches, and visiting with family. She was very excited to welcome our new little cousin, Nathaniel (via Orron and Irene!) and our new Aunt Whitney (who married Uncle Bubby).

Have a very Happy Holiday Season:
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! We love you all!!!

Sunday, November 30, 2008

My Sacrament Meeting Talk

If you are in my ward - here's the real deal. If you want my notes, skip to the end!!!

“My Soul Delighteth in the Things of the Lord” – Susan W. Tanner – May 2008

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
Cream colored ponies and crisp apple streudels
Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings
Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes
Silver white winters that melt into springs
These are a few of my favorite things

Much like Maria, the nanny to the Von Trapp family children in the movie “Sound of Music,” Sister Tanner spoke in her General Conference talk of things in which she delights, and I must say, her list was pretty impressive. It got me thinking about delight myself.

According to Merriam-Webster, delight means “a high degree of gratification, joy, extreme satisfaction, something that gives great pleasure, or the power of affording pleasure.” Especially at this time of year, between Thanksgiving and Christmas, I started looking at the things that give me delight.

Two of the most important are my own children. Sister Tanner spoke of her delight in her “role as nurturer.” It “allows her to express [her] deepest identity as a woman.” It is not only a mother’s primary responsibility but also part of our ‘individual premortal, mortal and eternal identity and purpose.’ To nurture is to teach, to foster development, to promote growth, to feed and to nourish. Who would not shout for joy at being given such a blessed role?”

What a wonderful role, but what a long list of responsibilities and work. Where does a mother begin? Fortunately, Sister Tanner did not leave that question unanswered. She also described several other things that she herself delights in, and all of them will help us with the nurturing of ourselves, and the children in our lives.

“I am a daughter of Heavenly Father, who loves me.” – Last week, we heard from the Primary children about this very topic. Each of these children knows that their Heavenly Father loves them, and as their parents, it is our job, and should be a delight to remind them all the time. A couple weeks ago, I was with some friends of mine at a movie, all of us well over the age constituted as children. We were separating to do those things one does before the movie starts, and I was joking with them, “hold hands and stick together.” One turned to me and said “Remember who you are.” At the time, it was funny, but this simple phrase uttered by parents who know their children are children of God was truly a testament to the relationship we should all delight in, that as children of our Heavenly Father. It is something we should never forget.

“I delight in out Savior, Jesus Christ.” – “His ministering and saving roles… provide light and hope. [He} has given us the Holy Ghost for further guidance and comfort along the pathway we should go. It is only through Him that we can return to our Father.” Yesterday, my family put up our Christmas tree, and as we remember the symbolism of the tree, and some of the ornaments upon it, I am so grateful that I can see the delight in my children’s eyes at the wonder of this time of year. Further, because Christ came to Earth and lived as we have, and then suffered for our grief, pains and hurts, there is someone who knows me, and who knows my children. He understands, and already took care of everything, if I do the best I can to follow the commandments.

“I delight in the examples of those in the scriptures who walk by faith on their earthly journey.” – We have their words, right here in our hands, waiting for us to use them. Our Heavenly Father gave us the instruction manual when He sent our children to us. He wants us to know what we need to do to get back with Him, and to help our children return as well. My mother has a sign on her wall. It reads “Have your read my number one bestseller? There will be a test.” This is the test. Read the scriptures, and delight in them.

“I delight in the restored gospel of Jesus Christ built upon the foundation of prophets and apostles.” By reading and following the things our leaders say, we can become better parents, better equipped to nurture our children through these tough times. Twice a year, we are given the opportunity to hear the words of the prophets over the pulpit in the conference center. Once a month we receive our Ensign, New Era and Friend subscriptions. They too hold the words of the prophets. We need to study these words, because they are the words of the Lord. “Whether by my own voice, or by the voice of my prophets, it is the same.”

“I delight in priesthood keys and temples that dot the earth, making available to each of us eternal ordinances and covenants.” – Just this past year, my daughter, Katie, was baptized and confirmed by her uncles. My sister in law received her endowment, and my brother was married and sealed to his wife in the temple. Although my grandfather passed away without the benefit of these blessings, I know that his ancestry has received them, because I have had the opportunity to help with that work. Three and a half years ago, I was able to go to the Nauvoo temple and have my Great-Grandmother’s work done for her. I was present as her baptism and confirmation were done, and then I completed the remainder through endowment. What a wonderful blessing, and a memory I delightfully remember.

Unfortunately in this life, some things are not so delightful. There are so many THINGS out there that are meant to cause fear, angst and unrest. The news media, reporting on events of the last days, and the current troubles of the many weigh down upon us, and strive to crowd out the peace, love and delight in our lives. We forget to look for the good, in the tempest that rages around us. The best that we can do, is use the spirit in our homes to strengthen our children, and know that they are prepared for what is to come.

Sister Tanner spoke of her granddaughter, who, prompted by the forthcoming arrival of a new baby to their home, asked the inevitable question “where do babies come from?” “The lesson about this holy subject were taught by loving parents in a sacred family setting, in the celestial climate that accompanies a new soul’s birth into mortality, and in the context of our Father’s great and eternal plan. By contrast, the next day, upon returning home from kindergarten, our granddaughter reported that she had learned that day in class ‘a big new term called sexual abuse…’ I delighted as never before in a nurturing family founded upon the teachings of Christ.”

In this day and age, we cannot wait for our children to grow up to learn the serious stuff. We have to teach it now, before someone else does. And when life is hard, as we all know it can be, we have to be ready to weather the storm.

When the dog bites
When the bee stings
When I'm feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don't feel so bad

Death, adversity, thunderstorms, whatever may come, we can remember the delights given us of the Lord and count the blessings that come our way. This time of year gives us the opportunity to remember these things, remember who helps us through them and delight in that knowledge.

This morning, as I was typing the final draft of my talk, I was listening to Christmas music on my player. I thought I had turned the shuffle feature off, but for some reason, the player moved to some more secular music. Also on the player is a song “You’re Gonna Miss This.” I almost hit the button to go back to the Christmas music, when I stopped and realized that the lyrics spoke to me.

You're gonna miss this
You're gonna want this back
You're gonna wish these days hadn't gone by so fast
These are some good times
So take a good look around
You may not know it now
But you're gonna miss this

As we look to our children, to the delight they are, and to the jobs we have as parents, and other responsibilities, we need to remember that this is what it is all about. We need to delight in what we have, and use it to better the future. We need to take the time to remember who we are, what was done for us, the gospel, scriptures, priesthood and temples. We’re gonna miss it if we don’t. And especially in this world where so many things are pressing against us, its good to know we can take delight in something.

I know that the Lord loves each of us. I know that as we follow Christ’s teachings, we will find joy, happiness and peace.

In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.
I am not much of a public speaker. Small groups and children, okay, but in sacrament meeting I get so nervous.
I had the opportunity to speak today. It's interesting how the Lord knows what you need, and then can help you with how to say it.
I just want each of you to know that I delight in my relationships with you. You are such wonderful friends, and I can't imagine my life without you!

Thursday, November 20, 2008

oops... i did it (sadly) again!!!!

Click on the title to check out my latest escapade!!!

Thursday, November 13, 2008

The Whole KITT and Caboodle

No big secret... I am completely addicted to the new Knight Rider series. I'll take a black Ford Mustang that sounds like Val Kilmer anyday. (FYI 0 I have been trying desperatly and unsuccessfully to find a digital audio file of the theme song, such that I may load it to my phone as a ring tone.)

My new thing is that in order to watch my DVR shows (since I work when they are actually on), I have to be riding my stationary bicycle. (BTW - I went to aerobics mon and wed and rode 30 mins on the bike Tues (Two and a Half Men, CSI:Miami and thurs (Knight Rider!!!)

As I am completely out of shape, and struggling to remedy the ailment, I only biked for about 30 minutes of the show, and then had to find something constructive to do with the remaining time.

SO I cleaned out my Caboodle. (I should have taken pictures, but alas...) For those of you who are unfamiliar with a Caboodle, basically, it looks like a girls tackle box, dividers and all, and is designed to hold girlie things. These were huge, what, twenty years ago?!? The thing is, I still have mine. It refuses to break. SO I throw make up and stuff in there, and sometimes use it, but more often than not don't. Every so often I will get a wild hair and clean it out (usually finding wild hair in it), throwing away mascara that has glunked up, etc.

So, there I sit, on my bed, watching as Micheal chases down a modern-day Bonnie and Clyde, and, wouldn't you know it, the darn thing breaks, right there as I am opening it, the little latch on the front falls off, and the shelves crack. Twenty years and it finally breaks.

I start to think - you know Knight Rider with David Hasselhoff was huge twenty years ago, or so. Maybe the Caboodle has a similar shelf-life as David Hasselhoff... (If you did not get that joke, I reference BayWatch...) hmmm. What other shows were big back then???

MacGyver... hey, I can jerry-rig this caboodle back together.

I pause the replay of the new tv show, and run for the kitchen junk drawers where I find (eureka!!!) duct tape, super glue, and some toothpicks, and back to the caboodle I go.

Suffice it to say that I am not MacGyver, and that the Caboodle did not survive.

Oh well, off to the store to find a new box for my girlie supplies...

Where's that Mustang when you need him???

Thursday, November 6, 2008

Daytona Beach

Could it be Magic???


EPCOT is truly a gem of the DisneyWorld experience, and of the 4 "lands" my favorite! I like it because it appeals to me on an intellectual level, and Figment is there!!! Kool and the Gang performed - I have video on my camera. And I got a blanket!

Sea World Day

Okay, so there are tons more, since I totally figured out how to use my continuous shutter on my camera, but here are the true greats of the Sea World Day.

Our start was taking this ride way up high into the air, and I took some great shots looking down, and a not so great shot of H&K&I sitting in the ride.

Then we went to see the Sea Lion and Otter show with Clyde and Seamore. The real benefit to this show is going about 15 minutes early to watch Tom the Mime-Pirate (who is DJ's personal favorite). I'm not gonna give this one away for those who have never been. Trust me - worth the entire day's admission to see this guy!!!

We saw the dolphin show, and of course, Shamu. The night Shamu Rocks show is totally awesome, by the way!

Florida Pictures!!!! - The Caribbean Night

Our arrival in Florida was true on first sight of the palm trees. I love palm trees. Green, leafy, and no bags of yard waste!!!

On Saturday night we went to a little party at the condos. There was an entertainer there. She was on stilts, dressed up all carribbean and made balloon things. They are amazing!!!

Pictures from the Patch

The Elder's Quorum was kind enough to let H&K&I bring two friends to the pumpkin patch!! WE had a pretty good time!

Wednesday, November 5, 2008


I'll be the very first to admit that politics is not my personal joie de vivre! I could take the whole thing and dump it, to be honest, but I was very interested in the progression of last night's news coverage.

I found it fascinating that 2-3 hours before the polls closed, the news anchors and analysts were announcing the winners. Some people hadn't even voted yet!!! As alarming as this was, I found it truly disheartening that because of these "projections" made in the media, some people didn't even bother voting because they were afraid that their vote wouldn't matter in the scheme of things. Additionally, by their own admission, some people only voted for candidates because of nationality, or political party, rather than researching what the candidate truly was working toward.

I had to take a citizenship issues class in high school... my senior year. I'll be honest, I didn't retain much. This year, though, I wanted to understand the power of the vote, and the responsibilities each of us has to our nation. I downloaded, directly from John McCain's website, and Barack Obama's website, their plans and platforms for the presidency. I printed off transcripts of the debates. (I don't learn well by just watching and listening. Reading, for me, is better.) I was terribly confused by everything.

So I went back to the beginning.

I found a free, online course, put out by Brigham Young University called An American Citizen's Guide to Government and Politics. I was ecstatic! I enrolled (it takes, like, 2 minutes) and started reading the lessons. Further, I found this cute little book at Barnes and Noble that has the exact wording of the Constitution, Declaration of Independence and Articles of Confederation. My research had begun!

Now, the ideas and foundations of government make sense, but the platforms put out by the candidates don't. I really struggled with how to take the knowledge of government I had and apply it to what the candidates were saying.

Further, I had to wonder how they were going to put these platforms into place since I wasn't even sure the presidential candidates had that kind of power.

I think perhaps we, as Americans, are not given the right information to be the best citizens we should be. Further, I truly believe that taking a course in Citizenship Issues, and demonstrating a knowledge of the subject matter, should be required to obtain a voting license, and the license should be renewed every four years. (They test us to drive, they should test us to vote!!!)

That set aside, and back to the news coverage, I didn't hear anything about a candidate's platform, or the actions they were going to take as an influence to voting last night. All I heard was demographics: race, religion, political party, past voting, etc. Does the press think so little of us to believe that we cannot think for ourselves??

I, for one, do not intend to be one of the nameless and faceless many who do exactly what they are told by the person speaking the loudest. The only way change is truly going to come is by people educating themselves and then doing something with the education they have. Don't let the press decide for you what you are going to think - figure it out for yourself, and then do something about it. This year I did. I voted for the person who I believed would best follow the government as it was outlined by the founding fathers in the Constitution, which, as I understand it, is still in effect.

I didn't vote for a nationality.

I didn't vote for a political party.

I didn't even vote for a platform.

I voted to support the Constitution.

What did you vote for?

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Doctor Visits

Not many people can say that they love their doctor.

I LOVE MINE!!!! He is the best!

I went in this morning for my 3 month diabetes check up. Long story very short... I have three months to get back on track or I get to use insulin... (Unless of course miracles happen and I end up preggers, which is not recommended or on the likely scale.)

He also reminds me that I am 31 and that mom had her hysterectomy at 34. (He is mom's doc too.) My biological clock is ticktocking fast!!! He reminds me that he knows I want to have a little Bink. He tells me I have three months to fix it, or he will.

I have an appointment with the lifestyle coach at my doctor's office Monday morning 8am.

I have a follow up appointment with my doc in three months.

I promised him I would start excercising more.

I promised him I would take better care of myself.

He promised me that if I do better and am losing weight, and am excercising, etc, he will help DJ and I get a baby Bink.

He gives me a hug when I leave. (Okay, I am a natural huggy, so this means the world to me!!!) How great is it to know that your doctor truly cares about you as a person!

Okay, okay... aerobics classes twice a week at church. I will come now.

I'm not thrilled about the yoga thing on Fridays. I think it is too much for me, but I am willing to try.

I'm trying not to work in the mornings anymore so I can take better care of myself, excercising, etc.

How great is it though, that my doctor cares enough to look at my whole person??? I love it!! I love him!!! and I want to do better because I know he is rooting for me, and that somewhere so is my future baby Bink!!!

Monday, November 3, 2008

We're Back!

We're back, and over the course of the next week, I will be filling you in on our little excursion.

But for today, I would like to discuss the power of the break!

We pulled into Lincoln just before 8 PM last night, unlocked the house and all of us promptly fell asleep. Rather than send the girls to school this morning, I called in and gave them the day off. I cancelled their piano lessons, and I let everyone sleep in a bit this morning.

While this may seem a bit unorthodox, I am convinced that we all need mental health days sometimes, and that coming off of a vacation is a perfect time to take one. (I needed one, believe me.)

One of my friends described the need for time after vacations to get resettled into life.

I agree with her completely.

Furthermore, after the stress of vacations, it has come to my attention that we should be taking mental health days more regularly than we do. It is simply a part of our very well-being. The more I considered on this topic over the past few hours, the more I realized that the Lord has encouraged us to look for the peaceful moments in our everyday life, such that we can maintain our mental health.

What do you do to maintain/improve your mental health?

Thursday, October 23, 2008

On the Road Again...

After months of waiting, I am finally in route to Florida.

Truth be told, I am probably sleeping. (Aren't scheduled posts fabulous???)

I have my parents to thank for my willingness and ability to road trip anywhere roads will take me. They had no problems hauling us all over the country.

So, I would like to share with you a few of my favorite-ist road trips from my life story.

My first long road trip took place in a 1970's station wagon. If you are too young to remember these, I'm truly sorry for you. They were quite the experience. We traveled from Provo Utah to New Orleans Louisiana. It was just SuperHill, WonderWoman, the Judge and I.

Our next travel was to San Antonio... I know, not bad.

We then went to California, and the Philadelphia in one of these. (My parents called it the reverse Mormon Trail trip.) Our pickup was the most attractive safety orange color. At least we got to sleep in actual beds, rather than on seats.

Suffice it to say, that upon moving to Alaska, (and preparing to drive there) my parents traded in the camper for a brown suburban (the first of my mother's obsession for large utility vehicles). After a brief visit with my grandparents in Utah, we arrived in Fairbanks Alaska several weeks later. Click here if you want to see a map of the drive. (4254 miles)

Lest you believe that this was all boring and motionless, may I remind you that at this time, third seats were optional, as were seat belts, so my parents would fold down the short second seat, and my brothers and I would crawl all over the back of the suburban. (BREATHE AHNAH!!!) It wasn't all bad, and I had some really great memories to share later on.

We traveled up and down the Alaska Highway at least 5 times, that I remember to go fishing in Seward. Then we drove to Lincoln Nebraska.

This is my second drive to Orlando, and after these cute little maps, can you see why the driving part doesn't really faze me??? The only problem I face is the brief periods where I can drive. Because of my traveling experience, I have a natural tendancy to sleep in vehicles, because that was my conditioned training.

So, TTFN!!! Wish me bon voyage (or sweet dreams!!!)

Monday, October 20, 2008


The girls and I started packing for the trip last night. My goal was to have us packed before I went to sleep.

That did not happen, but I did get lots of laundry done!!!

This morning I folded it all. (6 loads all together... thanks for the applause. it was not neccesary...)

Hopefully, hero and munchkins can get the outfits loaded into the suitcase this afternoon and then I pack mine tonight when I get home from work. I will finish loading axe, unload my camera, and be on my way.

Speaking of packing...

We have had a small foundation leak in our basement for a few weeks, just when it rains. This morning the guy came to patch it up. I'm rather impressed, and it only costed me $60.

It was great! No more smelly soggy carpet!!!

Sunday, October 19, 2008

Poor Axe...

In an effort to lessen the amount of stuff I have to load and unload into the wagon train on Wednesday, I decided to load Axe's SD card with songs from my collection. I figured I could just run music off of that, and I'd be good for the weekend. (I have a magic little adapter that makes Axe talk to the radio and broadcast. It's awesome!)

I am not going to lie to you.

I have three huge CD cases FULL of CD's and then some.

Axe has a 2GB SD Card.

I really thought this was going to be okay since I wasn't pulling all of the songs off of the CD's, just some off of each one.

Plus, I went through and took off a few songs that I didn't want on her anymore.


I obviously had no idea how truly sick I am.

I barely got through ONE CD case before the memory thing told me that it was almost full.

It wouldn't be so bad if the cases weren't labeled by genre, and then alphabetized. I barely got through country, because that is DJ's favorite (I don't have a favorite... I am too ecclectic for that) and I figured he could listen while he drives and I can sleep.

So now I am under the impression that I need to go pick up another SD card (or two, or three) to load the rest of my songs, then I can just choose which card to stick in, and voila!!! A radio station with none of those pesky deejays and commercials.

My husband thinks I'm nuts.

He is probably right.

SO... which songs do you think I should take???

Monday, September 29, 2008

The Birthday Blog

Its no big secret that I completely dig my birthday...

There is nothing better than celebrating a day that is completely devoted to you. I chose to make it a weekend thing, and had a pretty great time!

On Friday, I got to sleep in, and do a whole spa day right in my own home. Facial, tips and toes, hair, makeup, the works. Hero, me, Rybin, BK Drea, Homeowners, Root Beer, PK and Jenni went to Omaha to the Blazin Pianos bar at DJ's Dugout. I have pics, and I will post them as soon as I find the cord for the camera (again!!!). It was fun!
On Saturday, I woke up with the migraine from who-knows-where. Hero let me sleep, medicated, and with the help of munchkins, cleaned the main floor of the house so that I could have my friends over to watch the Relief Society General Broadcast. Again - absolutely fabulous! Wendy brought me some brownies. (She always makes sure that I get to blow out candles for my birthday. Last year, she brought me ice cream cake...)
Sunday I was without voice completely. For those who know me, you know this was a terrible sacrifice... As I was sitting in Sacrament meeting, one of my best guy friends (we did not date, but were really good friends!!!) walks into the back of the meeting with his wife. Of course I ran to get my hug.
After church I got to take a nap, and then my home teacher (who just happens to be Wendy's husband) brings me homemade wontons and crab rangoon... (which I have yet to share, and probably won't. Like a jury of my peers would convict me for not sharing....)
Hero ended up having to work. BLAH!!! (The troubles with being the big boss.)
We went to mom's for dinner. I got cake and ice cream (more candles).
I came home and did laundry and organized my cds. When Hero got home, he presented me with a blueberry muffin (more candles) and some roses.
All in all, a pretty fabulous weekend.

Friday, September 19, 2008

Nights in Rodanthe - 2nd Chances

I know.. I know...

My readers are getting tired of hearing about my Hero...

Here is the real story, as I am trying for this fabulous little prize!

At the ripe old age of 22, I found myself seperated from my husband, with a 20-month-old and a 2-week old. I left my life on a week's notice, telling only my very best friend, and disappeared to the shelter of my family, 1000 miles away.

2 years later (almost to the day, now that I think about it) I had been divorced for almost a year, and spent the majority of my time on the computer after my kids went to sleep.

Except for my ex-husband, I had never really dated much (He was my first boyfriend, first kiss, etc... He was a romantic - dancing, starry skies, lonely campfires in the fall, drive in movies with bubbly drinks and popcorn...) and I figured that wasn't going to change. I was overweight and I worked and I had two small children.

One night, someone bleeped in an instant message while I was web-surfing. I responded and we began "chatting" every night. Two weeks went by, and we decided to meet IRL. We went roller skating.

He gave me 3 dozen roses for Valentines Day and went as my date to a church dance a few weeks later.

He took my kids and I bumper bowling when I couldn't get a babysitter.

Three weeks into our IRL relationship, I met his parents. They told him that if he broke up with me, they were keeping me.

I still thought this was just a transient thing. I truly believed that I missed my one big chance at true love when things broke off with my ex-husband.

The Selling Point:
6 months in to the relationship...

Sunday morning - 8AM

Hero calls because he just got off an overnight shift at work.

My 2 year old had just regurgitated all of her breakfast onto her dress and mine.

I had 4 responsibilities at church that I really couldn't miss.

He walked in the door 10 minutes later, took the baby and told me to go to church. I changed and ran out the door with the other child in tow.

Sunday afternoon 12:30PM

I arrive back at home. Hero and baby are laying on the couch in the basement. He is flat on his back and she is laying on his stomach, face down, with only a diaper on, and both of them are snoring. (THIS HAS TO BE LOVE!!!)

Monday 10PM

Hero calls because he got off work (the swing shift). 4 year old and I are sharing a garbage can because the toilet is already occupied (the sickness spreads). He comes over, takes the child, gives me medicine and sends me to bed. Bathes child, gives her medicine, then sleeps on the floor in children's room so that he can get up with them.

Does it get better than this??????

We date for about three years, and then decide we are going to get married.

He never actually proposed. We were sitting at my kitchen table eating chinese food. I had a piece of sweet and sour pork in my chopsticks, lifting it to my mouth, when he says "Girls... I'm gonna marry mom. Is that okay?"

Okay, so traditional romance, candles, and music are not something that I can count on with him. What I do love is the little things.

The spotless kitchen.

The fresh towels that magically appear while I am taking a shower especially when I know I, personally, haven't washed towels in the last week or so.

Helping raise my kids.

I know that my life will never be the same again. I got to be romanced once, and I loved it, but it didn't end well. I don't need it again. What I need, want and live for is someone to share my life with. I need the little things. Hero is my great second chance and my true partner, love and friend.

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Just stuff

LDS Living picked up the story of NieNie.

In other news...

My daughter wore my running shoes to school today... They fit her perfectly...

When did that happen??

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Let's Hear it for the Boy!!!

DJ Hero-B has struck again.

Yesteray morning and today, he has gotten up with the munchies so I could sleep in before work. I got up at 9AM today, 8 AM yesterday. (I know this doesn't sound like sleeping in, but when you work until 11PM and your kids are gone on the bus at 7:20AM, 9AM is heaven on earth.)

The plan is to work a good 50-60 hours this week. Our Houston calling center is down (DUH!) this week, so we need to cover their hours. They are offering an extra $5 per hour, over and above overtime, TIPS and regular pay. (Just so you understand, right now I make between $11 and $15 per hour. with this extra pay, that will go to $20 per hour, without counting the overtime.) Of course I am going to do this. I put in a twelve hour day yesterday and am going to repeat it today, tomorrow, Thursday and Friday I will do ten. Saturday I will do 6. I'm taking Sunday off.

I got home last night and there were groceries in the fridge, clean-ness in the kitchen, the living room and in our bedroom. Then Hero put some money in my account at the bank so I could get food, and cover some bills that were bigger than budgeted.


On a side-note... Praying that NieNie and her family are blessed today, and that the surgery goes well.

Friday, September 12, 2008

Hanging Out to Dry...

Hero got home late last night. I don't remember much of it because my semi-comatic state barely registered his attempts at cuddling me. I feel a little bad about that.

This morning I got the munchies off to the bus, and then went back to bed, and woke up at ten. I was supposed to get into work by nine today. In my feeble (and half-asleep) fashion this morning, I discovered that the basis for any outifit I might choose to wear were all in the dirty clothes hamper.

Off I go downstairs to clean clothes. Mutual benefits: I won't go back to sleep. I can play on the computer. I won't be tempted to wake up Hero, who didn't sleep much. One load should do it except that our dryer has developed a bit of a 'tude.

The door won't stay shut. You have to prop up something heavy against the door to make sure that the door won't pop open, thereby stopping the drying sequence, and extending the length of time you are graced with my musings. Currently there is a full clothes hamper and a full storage tote propped against the door. I also had to turn down my music so I could hear if the dryer did stop.

I do have a clothesline in my backyard, and when it is not raining, I am not in a big hurry, and I am going to be home, I will actually use it. There is just something about fresh laundry from an outdoor line. It just smells, and feels, good. Why is it that the best things in life come to those who wait???

I thought once about a story I read where a mom decided she had had enough being a grown up and wanted to be a dog for awhile. Aside from the sanitation issues of relieving oneself outside and eating from a bowl that sits outside in the dirt all day, I can see her point.

One of my girlfriends was having a rough day with one of her sons. She had fed him his favorite dinner, bathed him, and then put him in his dark bedroom with one book, quiet music, and then removed everyone else in the house to another floor so he could go to sleep, by himself. The child did not appreciate this. I wanted to know exactly how bad I had to be to get this "punishment".

I think sometimes, as women, we forget that we need to take some time to just hang out to dry... Let all of the stuff that runs us through the ringer (i.e. the washing machine - the cleaning, child care, the husband support, the church stuff, the community stuff) and just let it all seep out in the wonder that is sunshine and fresh air. Yeah, we could hurry through the dryer, run the risk of shrinkage and static, and most of the time, we do. But sometimes we just need to HANG OUT! The great thing is, the fam loves this kinda stuff too. Munchies love hanging stuff on the line, we talk and we laugh. It makes it so worthwhile. Then they play while I sit in my chair on the back porch and read my book, taking pictures of how cute they really are, because I know that isn't going to last either.

I didn't realize how big they were until last night when I picked them up at Enrichment nursery last night and they were the ones "in charge." They were the oldest ones in there, taking care of 6 other children, and doing a pretty great job. When did that happen? Suffice it to say, they earned an ice cream, and we enjoyed it the whole way home.

My pearl of wisdom for the day - Take the time to hang out and dry!!! (We could all stand to smell and feel pretty good!!!)

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Orron, We Are Praying For You

I grew up in the military.

My family moved to Nebraska when I was a freshman in high school.

My next younger brother, The Judge, followed in SuperHill's footsteps and joined the Army National Gaurd to help pay for school.

He got deployed last week to help with the hurricane efforts.

I found out yesterday.

I was at Wonder Woman's when The Judge called to fill WW in on where he was and what was going on.

He is fine, and currently in Alexandria. They are waiting to see what Ike does before they come home.

The Judge's wife (who I have yet to blog-nickname), is pregnant with their second child and first son, (Nathaniel????) due early November. The Judge's wife's birthday was Saturday. The Judge left THursday. ick.... Their daughter, EEAH (WW loves this nickname but it is strictly a blog-only title), is 20 months old. Auntie Shannon is going to make a phone call to see if EEAH can play this weekend.

Good luck Judge! Come home soon!!!

Monday, September 8, 2008

Holdin' Out For A Hero

So my husband totally digs his new nickname...

I guess I should probably explain.

Before I got the new phone, DJ Hero-B's ring was "Holding Out For a Hero" by Bonnie Tyler. There are many reasons, I guess, but probably the biggest one is that he came along at a point in my life when I didn't know how I was going to move on in the love department. He didn't demand anything I wasn't willing to give. He was patient, and 6 1/2 years later, we have been married for just over 3 years. Sometimes the days are not so great, but then there are days like this weekend when the world is so fabulous.

This morning I woke up wrapped up in the warmth of my husband's arms. I'm one of those people who can't fall asleep with people smothering me, so, he waits until I am asleep, and then cuddles me. It was especially wonderful since it was FREEZING in our bedroom because the windows were open. He kissed me gently and said, "I need to get up."

He didn't want to move because he didn't want me to wake up mid-jostle. He sweetly woke me up first.


I think he knows I am going to miss him. He leaves early tomorrow morning for Las Vegas (yes, without me, again) for a work thing. He'll be back until very early morning on Friday. I will be working that whole day, and have church stuff on Saturday, then he works Saturday night, then, hopefully we will both be off on Sunday. I can't wait!

FYI-His new ringtone is the UNL Husker Fight Song: There is no place like Nebraska!

Saturday, September 6, 2008

My husband the Comedian

DJ Hero-B thinks he is hilarious.

I suppose sometimes he has a point.

Regularly, he is in charge of the evening activities because I work nights. He gets the girls fed, homeworked, piano practiced, and in bed (they are responsible for their own hygiene).

The other night, I went to a fabulous concert with some friends, and Hero-B wanted to go out with his friend, BK-J, the next night.

He says to me, during a conversation, "O-M-G"

"What are you yelling at Him for?" I say.

"He didn't read my resume."

"What resume?"

"The one that said I wanted to be a husband, not a babysitter and dishwasher."

I guess you can't beat the benefits....

Love ya hun!!!!

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

My New Blog Title

I'm taking a little inspiration from Nie Nie, who I was introduced to through several friends (thanks Wen, Chris, Deb, et al..). Even though we have never met in person, I know that she is a wonderful person who has set a beautiful example for others. Please do click on the link, if you don't know Stephanie. Her story is amazing!!!

I have a tendancy to be a bit of a grump... (SHOCKER!!!! I know.) I also have a tendency to put myself first, rather than others.

It gets especially bad when I get so caught up in the day to days of life that I realize how important it is to focus on the good stuff. So, I'm changing the focus of this blog to reflect the good stuff in life, the stuff that helps me remember that my Heavenly Father loves me. That He loves my husband, my children, my family members, my friends, and even those people I think I really could live without.

For the record, I know that the gospel of Jesus Christ is the most wonderful message anyone could ever receive. I love knowing that there is someone out there who knows all of my pain, sadness and sorrow, and who wants to help me get through it. It humbles me to know that he cares for me enough to die for me. Then He came back to show me how to live that I might return to live with Him.
I love this picture. I love that He is talking with these women. He knows them. He loves them. He recognizes the busy-ness of day to day life, and reminds us to put it all aside to appreciate the things He teaches.

He sent me a best friend in the Holy Ghost, who can be with me, anytime, anywhere, as long as I am doing my best to follow the commandments of the Lord.

He also sent prophets, seers and revelators to continue to teach me the things that I should know, be and do to return to my Heavenly Father. I know that these men are truly mouthpieces for the Lord, and that by hearkening to what they say we are blessed.

My Heavenly Father also gave me a wonderful family, parents, husband, children, brothers, sisters, extended family and friends, who enrich my life and are the best sources of love that I know. And, while I don't say it enough, I hope they all know how much I love them, and how grateful I am for the love they show me.

At this point in my life, there is nowhere I would rather be than among all these wonderful blessings!

Thank you Stephanie for being my inspiration. May blessings come to your family in this time of hardship, and know that we are all praying for your family, and for the Lord's will to be done!

Labor Day Weekend

Crazy, but fun, weekend. It was nice to just be able to relax a little.

I made these earrings at work between calls. Never done anything like it before. It was different, but good!!!

Elizabeth loved playing at Grandma's.

Athena and Caroline joined us at my mom's for the Husker game on Saturday. Athena was all excited about the baseball stuff.

The Styx concert Monday night with Christy, Shauna and Wendy was great!!!

Sunday night, I spent a couple of hours cleaning off the girls bookshelves. i'm going to be rearrangin a bunch of stuff, and needed the space. Plus, I needed some books for some activities, and couldn't find them.

There must have been a hero vibe in the air this weekend. My one friend's husband came home from work early so she could rest, and actually held down the fort for the afternoon and evening so she could sleep.

I'm having my own little form of hero worship - in the form of my husband.

While I was dealing with children and bookshelves, he was upstairs in the kitchen. It took him about an hour, but look at how amazing!!!!

Brownie points for sure!!!!

Thursday, August 28, 2008

Set the Night to Music....

I have been waiting for months for this concert... Starship and Survivor.

Okay, I know that I don't come off as the type of person who loves hair rock bands from the 80's... but I kinda am.

My friend Wendy and I made a night of it, and had a great time!!!

Many of their well-known songs are on my playlist, so feel free to click and listen!!!
I have pictures of the Survivor part of the concert, but I only took video at the Starship part. (Which I found out later I wasn't supposed to.) When I tried to download the video to the computer, I was told that my USB port is not fast enough.

I'll get that remedied and post the videos!!!
Wendy and I picked up the "Fair Fare" - corn dogs, lemonades, and made for the openair auditorium. When we saw REO Speedwagon two years ago, we arrived an hour early and had to sit outside the auditorium on the grass because it was packed!!! This year we got benches. We were chatting, listening to the sound checks (because that is what you do before concerts if you are early) and enjoying the running banter behind us.
From what I can gather, these two midddle-aged women had been sitting in their seats since 4:30 waiting for the concert. They had already listened to 2 sound checks, and just wanted the band.
Wendy and I kept laughing at the comments.
20 before the concert started, my phone rang. (I had been gone maybe 30 minutes.) Hailey got bit by a neighbor dog. I got up and went to where it wasn't so.... noisy, and talked to DJ.

Okay, it is a bichon. He is not violent. He was scared of the bike and chased and bit her.

DJ (my hero) cleaned it up, put some antibiotic ointment on it, and she's fine. He told me he could handle it, and I culd stay at the concert. Of course, I had a great time, but I felt like a lousy mom.
Wendy and I had to find new seats after I took the call. That's too bad.
The next morning, to help Hailey feel better I showed her the video of "We Built This City." The girls have loved that song forever. and it did make her pretty happy.
I totally understand the law, but my doctor, if I had come in to check her out, would have had to call the police and report the bite. Of course I am not going to report this. It is a natural response for a scared dog to bite.
I was pretty casual about it, because I know Hailey would have freaked if I did. The mom of the dog was more upset. I told her not to worry. Hailey is fine.
My bigger concern was Hailey developing a fear of dogs. I did call my friend and ask her to bring over her dog, though. Fatty is a big german shepard, golden retriever cross who basks in attention. He sat, and Hailey went right up to pet him. She'll be fine. She's a SURVIVOR!!!!