Sunday, December 30, 2012
Saturday, December 29, 2012
Learning From History
This past week I heard the words to an old Christmas carol that rang suddenly more true to me this year than any other I could remember. It is the poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, set to music, called "I Heard The Bells on Christmas Day".
I know that the message has been true for all the years since it's inception, but this year it touched me more than I have felt before. Do you remember the lyrics?
One
of America's best known poets, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807-1882), contributed to the wealth of carols sung each Christmas season, when he
composed the words to "I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day" on December
25th 1864.
The carol was originally a poem, "Christmas Bells," containing seven stanzas. Two stanzas were omitted, which contained references to the American Civil War, thus giving us the carol in its present form. The poem gave birth to the carol, "I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day," and the remaining five stanzas were slightly rearranged in 1872 by John Baptiste Calkin (1827-1905), who also gave us the memorable tune. When Longfellow penned the words to his poem, America was still months away from Lee's surrender to Grant at Appomattox Court House on April 9th 1865; and, his poem reflected the prior years of the war's despair, while ending with a confident hope of triumphant peace.
As with any composition that touches the heart of the hearer, "I
Heard the Bells on Christmas Day" flowed from the experience of Longfellow--
involving the tragic death of his wife Fanny and the crippling injury of his son
Charles from war wounds. Henry married Frances Appleton on July 13th 1843,
and they settled down in the historic Craigie House overlooking the Charles River
in Cambridge, Massachusetts. They were blessed with the birth of their first child,
Charles, on June 9th 1844, and eventually, the Longfellow household numbered five
children-- Charles, Ernest, Alice, Edith, and Allegra. Alice, the Longfellows' third child
and first daughter, was delivered, while her mother was under the anesthetic influence
of ether-- the first in North America.
Tragedy struck both the nation and the Longfellow family in 1861. Confederate Gen. Pierre G. T. Beauregard fired the opening salvos of the American Civil War on April 12th, and Fanny Longfellow was fatally burned in an accident in the library of Craigie House on July 10th. The day before the accident, Fanny Longfellow recorded in her journal: "We are all sighing for the good sea breeze instead of this stifling land one filled with dust. Poor Allegra is very droopy with heat, and Edie has to get her hair in a net to free her neck from the weight." After trimming some of seven year old Edith's beautiful curls, Fanny decided to preserve the clippings in sealing wax. Melting a bar of sealing wax with a candle, a few drops fell unnoticed upon her dress. The longed for sea breeze gusted through the window, igniting the light material of Fanny's dress-- immediately wrapping her in flames. In her attempt to protect Edith and Allegra, she ran to Henry's study in the next room, where Henry frantically attempted to extinguish the flames with a nearby, but undersized throw rug. Failing to stop the fire with the rug, he tried to smother the flames by throwing his arms around Frances-- severely burning his face, arms, and hands. Fanny Longfellow died the next morning. Too ill from his burns and grief, Henry did not attend her funeral. (Incidentally, the trademark full beard of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow arose from his inability to shave after this tragedy.)
The first Christmas after Fanny's death, Longfellow wrote, "How inexpressibly sad are all holidays." A year after the incident, he wrote, "I can make no record of these days. Better leave them wrapped in silence. Perhaps someday God will give me peace." Longfellow's journal entry for December 25th 1862 reads: "'A merry Christmas' say the children, but that is no more for me."
Almost a year later, Longfellow received word that his oldest son Charles, a lieutenant in the Army of the Potomac, had been severely wounded with a bullet passing under his shoulder blades and taking off one of the spinal processes. The Christmas of 1863 was silent in Longfellow's journal.
Finally, on Christmas Day of 1864, he wrote the words of the poem, "Christmas Bells." The reelection of Abraham Lincoln or the possible end of the terrible war may have been the occasion for the poem. Lt. Charles Longfellow did not die that Christmas, but lived. So, contrary to popular belief, the occasion of writing that much loved Christmas carol was not due to Charles' death.
Longfellow's Christmas bells loudly proclaimed, "God is not dead." Even more, the bells announced, "Nor doth He sleep." God's Truth, Power, and Justice are affirmed, when Longfellow wrote: "The wrong shall fail, the right prevail." The message that the Living God is a God of Peace is proclaimed in the close of the carol: "Of peace on Earth, good will to men."
I know that the message has been true for all the years since it's inception, but this year it touched me more than I have felt before. Do you remember the lyrics?
I heard the bells on Christmas day
Their old familiar carols play
And mild and sweet their songs repeat
Of peace on earth, good will to men.
And in despair I bowed my head
There is no peace on earth I said
For hate is strong and mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good will to men.
Then rang the bells more loud and deep
God is not dead, nor does He sleep
The wrong shall fail, the right prevail
With peace on earth, good will to men.
Then ringing singing on its way
The world revolved from night to day
A voice, a chime, a chant sublime
Of peace on earth, good will to men.
Their old familiar carols play
And mild and sweet their songs repeat
Of peace on earth, good will to men.
And in despair I bowed my head
There is no peace on earth I said
For hate is strong and mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good will to men.
Then rang the bells more loud and deep
God is not dead, nor does He sleep
The wrong shall fail, the right prevail
With peace on earth, good will to men.
Then ringing singing on its way
The world revolved from night to day
A voice, a chime, a chant sublime
Of peace on earth, good will to men.
Thinking of the message this carol hymn sends, I looked up the story behind it. I thought you might like to hear that peace and good will and hope were evident even from a wicked and distraught world when it was written--just as it does now. I found this online, by Tom Stewart, taken from The Story Behind
"I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day" and published on December 20, 2001. I did remove the scripture quoted in the priginal article, but only to save the space.
"I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day" and published on December 20, 2001. I did remove the scripture quoted in the priginal article, but only to save the space.
The carol was originally a poem, "Christmas Bells," containing seven stanzas. Two stanzas were omitted, which contained references to the American Civil War, thus giving us the carol in its present form. The poem gave birth to the carol, "I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day," and the remaining five stanzas were slightly rearranged in 1872 by John Baptiste Calkin (1827-1905), who also gave us the memorable tune. When Longfellow penned the words to his poem, America was still months away from Lee's surrender to Grant at Appomattox Court House on April 9th 1865; and, his poem reflected the prior years of the war's despair, while ending with a confident hope of triumphant peace.
Tragedy struck both the nation and the Longfellow family in 1861. Confederate Gen. Pierre G. T. Beauregard fired the opening salvos of the American Civil War on April 12th, and Fanny Longfellow was fatally burned in an accident in the library of Craigie House on July 10th. The day before the accident, Fanny Longfellow recorded in her journal: "We are all sighing for the good sea breeze instead of this stifling land one filled with dust. Poor Allegra is very droopy with heat, and Edie has to get her hair in a net to free her neck from the weight." After trimming some of seven year old Edith's beautiful curls, Fanny decided to preserve the clippings in sealing wax. Melting a bar of sealing wax with a candle, a few drops fell unnoticed upon her dress. The longed for sea breeze gusted through the window, igniting the light material of Fanny's dress-- immediately wrapping her in flames. In her attempt to protect Edith and Allegra, she ran to Henry's study in the next room, where Henry frantically attempted to extinguish the flames with a nearby, but undersized throw rug. Failing to stop the fire with the rug, he tried to smother the flames by throwing his arms around Frances-- severely burning his face, arms, and hands. Fanny Longfellow died the next morning. Too ill from his burns and grief, Henry did not attend her funeral. (Incidentally, the trademark full beard of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow arose from his inability to shave after this tragedy.)
The first Christmas after Fanny's death, Longfellow wrote, "How inexpressibly sad are all holidays." A year after the incident, he wrote, "I can make no record of these days. Better leave them wrapped in silence. Perhaps someday God will give me peace." Longfellow's journal entry for December 25th 1862 reads: "'A merry Christmas' say the children, but that is no more for me."
Almost a year later, Longfellow received word that his oldest son Charles, a lieutenant in the Army of the Potomac, had been severely wounded with a bullet passing under his shoulder blades and taking off one of the spinal processes. The Christmas of 1863 was silent in Longfellow's journal.
Finally, on Christmas Day of 1864, he wrote the words of the poem, "Christmas Bells." The reelection of Abraham Lincoln or the possible end of the terrible war may have been the occasion for the poem. Lt. Charles Longfellow did not die that Christmas, but lived. So, contrary to popular belief, the occasion of writing that much loved Christmas carol was not due to Charles' death.
Longfellow's Christmas bells loudly proclaimed, "God is not dead." Even more, the bells announced, "Nor doth He sleep." God's Truth, Power, and Justice are affirmed, when Longfellow wrote: "The wrong shall fail, the right prevail." The message that the Living God is a God of Peace is proclaimed in the close of the carol: "Of peace on Earth, good will to men."
Friday, December 28, 2012
Old Friends Are The Best
This week our good friends from Portland were in town to visit family for the holidays. Genius Golfer and Jordan have been friends since high school, back in the day, and since Jordan married Jen, we have counted her among our oldest and dearest friends too.
It was so good to see them, to catch up and to reminisce a bit. Jen missed out on much of our single-life shenanigans, but she is a good sport and doesn't seem to mind when the three of us stroll down memory lane together.
This time of year we seem to have more than the usual share of old friend get-togethers. The first Saturday of each December we meet up with a group from my last singles' ward--who have since married and have a Christmas party at Bill and Lori's place. This was the 21st year of doing that. I don't think GG and I have missed once. Those are good friends. We have withstood divorces, deaths of spouses, infertility issues, and health scares together. When we first started meeting for Christmas, the first married couple were newlyweds, and those of us who were a little slower, were playing catch up. The conversations topics generally covered finishing school, finding an apartment, getting to know you in-laws, and curiosity about marriage that, as good friends, we could ask. The years rolled on and soon we were talking about maternity insurance, colic remedies, family planning, and career planning. Later, we've had to cover life insurance, custody and attorney fees as well as discipline for teenagers, kids learning to drive, college planning and even (gasp) retirement planning.
This is a tight knit little group of dear friends. Twenty plus years together can make that happen, even when we only see each other in person a couple of times a year.
Luckily, the other regular time we see this group is on New Year's Eve for an early-bird dinner and more catching up and well wishing and "let's do this more often".
GG and I are certainly blessed to have such good, steady, in-for-the-long-haul friends. Plus it is nice to hear other people validate the memories I have of the dumb stuff we used to do.
It was so good to see them, to catch up and to reminisce a bit. Jen missed out on much of our single-life shenanigans, but she is a good sport and doesn't seem to mind when the three of us stroll down memory lane together.
This time of year we seem to have more than the usual share of old friend get-togethers. The first Saturday of each December we meet up with a group from my last singles' ward--who have since married and have a Christmas party at Bill and Lori's place. This was the 21st year of doing that. I don't think GG and I have missed once. Those are good friends. We have withstood divorces, deaths of spouses, infertility issues, and health scares together. When we first started meeting for Christmas, the first married couple were newlyweds, and those of us who were a little slower, were playing catch up. The conversations topics generally covered finishing school, finding an apartment, getting to know you in-laws, and curiosity about marriage that, as good friends, we could ask. The years rolled on and soon we were talking about maternity insurance, colic remedies, family planning, and career planning. Later, we've had to cover life insurance, custody and attorney fees as well as discipline for teenagers, kids learning to drive, college planning and even (gasp) retirement planning.
This is a tight knit little group of dear friends. Twenty plus years together can make that happen, even when we only see each other in person a couple of times a year.
Luckily, the other regular time we see this group is on New Year's Eve for an early-bird dinner and more catching up and well wishing and "let's do this more often".
GG and I are certainly blessed to have such good, steady, in-for-the-long-haul friends. Plus it is nice to hear other people validate the memories I have of the dumb stuff we used to do.
Wednesday, December 26, 2012
♫ A Heart Full of Love ♫
The Girl and I got a sneak peek at the new film version of the brilliant Broadway musical Les Miserables. It opened everywhere on Chirstmas day but we were lucky enough to see it on the 19th, thanks to Miss Melanie, a terrific PTA friend with superb connections.
It was marvelous. I loved the musical stage version. I have seen it twice by a professional touring Broadway company, and once by an outstanding high school cast locally. I weep every time. It is a beautiful story of repentance, forgiveness, redemption and love. It is one of my favorite books, so the story has been familiar for a long time. The music has been a favorite since the musical came out in the late 80s. But putting it all together and in front of an unfurling 19th century Paris is a visual and auditory feast.
I had looked forward to seeing this preview showing almost as much as kids look forward to Christmas morning. It did not disappoint. I went through four tissues and two napkins. Yep. It was powerful.
Performance-wise, this was stunning. Hugh Jackman plays Jean Valjean with gut wrenching emotion. His face reads the emotion as you hear it through his voice. Russell Crowe is the Police Inspector Javert and I didn't realize he could sing. His take on the character was different from the previous versions I've heard, but it was emotionally true and gave him a deeper resonance. Anne Hathaway played a beautiful and tortured Fantine with grit and focus. Wow. She really went there for that character's truth. Stunning, and a little bit uncomfortable--as her character felt life slap her in the face over and over again. Eddie Redmanye, who looked familiar--but have since realized he has been in several of the Masterpiece TV series over the years, just not the Jane Austen ones--played Marius in such a way that I finally "get" why Cosette falls for him. In the other shows he always seems very shallow and wishy-washy, but this portrayal was strong and youthful and determined. The Thenadiers are the general show-stealing pair because they get to be played so over the top, but Sasha Baron Cohen and Helena Bohnam-Carter were more subtly comedic--if those characters can be played that way.
The production let the actors sing the songs live--rather than prerecorded in a studio and then lip-synced on film. What a difference that made! Wow! There was an element of in-your-face raw emotion that you can't get any other way. And you could feel the difference as they performed those beautiful songs.
I was thrilled to get to see this, and have already asked Genius Golfer to put the Blue Ray version of this on my Valentine's wishlist. It is an inspiring story that echoes the understanding I already have of the atonement and redemption. I can't recommend this enough. But take some tissues with you.
It was marvelous. I loved the musical stage version. I have seen it twice by a professional touring Broadway company, and once by an outstanding high school cast locally. I weep every time. It is a beautiful story of repentance, forgiveness, redemption and love. It is one of my favorite books, so the story has been familiar for a long time. The music has been a favorite since the musical came out in the late 80s. But putting it all together and in front of an unfurling 19th century Paris is a visual and auditory feast.
I had looked forward to seeing this preview showing almost as much as kids look forward to Christmas morning. It did not disappoint. I went through four tissues and two napkins. Yep. It was powerful.
Performance-wise, this was stunning. Hugh Jackman plays Jean Valjean with gut wrenching emotion. His face reads the emotion as you hear it through his voice. Russell Crowe is the Police Inspector Javert and I didn't realize he could sing. His take on the character was different from the previous versions I've heard, but it was emotionally true and gave him a deeper resonance. Anne Hathaway played a beautiful and tortured Fantine with grit and focus. Wow. She really went there for that character's truth. Stunning, and a little bit uncomfortable--as her character felt life slap her in the face over and over again. Eddie Redmanye, who looked familiar--but have since realized he has been in several of the Masterpiece TV series over the years, just not the Jane Austen ones--played Marius in such a way that I finally "get" why Cosette falls for him. In the other shows he always seems very shallow and wishy-washy, but this portrayal was strong and youthful and determined. The Thenadiers are the general show-stealing pair because they get to be played so over the top, but Sasha Baron Cohen and Helena Bohnam-Carter were more subtly comedic--if those characters can be played that way.
The production let the actors sing the songs live--rather than prerecorded in a studio and then lip-synced on film. What a difference that made! Wow! There was an element of in-your-face raw emotion that you can't get any other way. And you could feel the difference as they performed those beautiful songs.
I was thrilled to get to see this, and have already asked Genius Golfer to put the Blue Ray version of this on my Valentine's wishlist. It is an inspiring story that echoes the understanding I already have of the atonement and redemption. I can't recommend this enough. But take some tissues with you.
Tuesday, December 25, 2012
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Friday, December 21, 2012
Handel Had It Right!
I can't read this without hearing the Handel's melody...from The Messiah! What a perfect gift from a loving Father in Heaven.
Thursday, December 20, 2012
What a Comforting Idea
I ran across this painting posted online yesterday and thought it was just a beautiful depiction of peace and calm and comfort. It is certainly the way I'd like to think of those poor little children in Connecticut last Friday.
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
We Need a Little Christmas....
Tuesday, December 18, 2012
'Tis the Season
Yesterday I took packages of Christmas scene note cards--from the Festival of Trees in years past--to the front office and financial staff at the high school where I volunteer. Last night I took a package to one of our visiting teaching ladies and had a great chat with her. We go to the others tonight. And I'll take them their little packages too.
Wednesday is our last day of school for the month, so I will bring little gifties to the counseling office where our PTSA store is located. They are so great to work with us and put up with our little business and the volunteers that work there. Plus, they take care of a lot of our school's kids, usually without much appreciation. They deserve a little recognition.
Making Christmas this year has helped me put some of the stress the season usually brings out of my mind. It has been a much calmed time of year. And I really value the things I have bought to use to make these items for others--as the financial side of our lives is being closely monitored until Genius Golfer's business starts making some money for our family. And I am more grateful for the skills, gifts, and talents I have been given that I can use to bless others. I don't sing, dance or play an instrument, but I can sew and create and copy crafts I have seen elsewhere. Plus, it is hard to wrap a dance performance.
So, here is a wish for a peaceful and calm week until the BIG day. May all your craft projects work out to your best imagining and got faster than you would have thought!
Monday, December 17, 2012
Repercussions
After last Friday's tragic elementary school shooting, I just didn't have the heart to write. It made the weekend dark and dreary, and today's morning Admin meeting at our local high school was also still reeling.
Why does this sort of thing happen? Why does it keep happening? What is wrong with people? And how soon can the Second Coming actually happen? I can't take this kind of news anymore.
I recall hearing the news about the Columbine shooting, andlater that day seeing the news footage showing the kids running out of the school and away with their hands on their heads. I cried then.
I remember sitting on our couch--on my day off--VERY pregnant, watching the aftermath of the Oklahoma City bombing, just weeping about this awful world I was bringing this precious baby into. How could I' dare that?
I felt like I'd been punched in the stomach at the news of the Aurora Colorado movie theater shooting this summer. What began as an anticipated night of friends and fun, turned deadly and tragic.
How many more of these do we need to have? What will it take for people to stop wanting to hurt others? How bad does the earth have to get before the Lord just pulls the plug?
My heart breaks for the little families in that town--whether or not they lost their own children that day. The town's children were taken. One man's senseless act will be felt for generations and throughout our country. Justice, surely, will come in the next life, but understanding here and now is harder to grasp.
Prayers, in the mean time, are all I can offer. And with them, I hope for peace and comfort for any with reasons to mourn. And that really means all of us.
Why does this sort of thing happen? Why does it keep happening? What is wrong with people? And how soon can the Second Coming actually happen? I can't take this kind of news anymore.
I recall hearing the news about the Columbine shooting, andlater that day seeing the news footage showing the kids running out of the school and away with their hands on their heads. I cried then.
I remember sitting on our couch--on my day off--VERY pregnant, watching the aftermath of the Oklahoma City bombing, just weeping about this awful world I was bringing this precious baby into. How could I' dare that?
I felt like I'd been punched in the stomach at the news of the Aurora Colorado movie theater shooting this summer. What began as an anticipated night of friends and fun, turned deadly and tragic.
How many more of these do we need to have? What will it take for people to stop wanting to hurt others? How bad does the earth have to get before the Lord just pulls the plug?
My heart breaks for the little families in that town--whether or not they lost their own children that day. The town's children were taken. One man's senseless act will be felt for generations and throughout our country. Justice, surely, will come in the next life, but understanding here and now is harder to grasp.
Prayers, in the mean time, are all I can offer. And with them, I hope for peace and comfort for any with reasons to mourn. And that really means all of us.
Sunday, December 16, 2012
Thursday, December 13, 2012
Mathletes, Start Your Calculators!
I have a chance to do something I have never done before in my volunteering life: I'm helping or high school Math Club host a district wide competition at our school this afternoon. I'm doing this for two reasons: 1) Dear Friend, Amy, is the Math Club adviser--almost against her will--and she was kind of freaking out thinking about hosting it without any other adult supervision. And 2) because The Girl is the president of this inaugural year of the PGHS math club--it looks good on her college applications, and she is Amy's TA one period this semester.
It is what I do: Volunteer.
I am kind of excited to see how this will go down. There are 150 high school students--smartypants types, one and all--expected to attend and compete. We could have potentially 8 high schools participate. And my majors jobs today will be to deliver the 56 feet of sub-sandwiches from WalMart with all the required accoutrements and then to be the "announcer" throughout the competition and then the prize drawings.
In this arena I think I am as close to professional as I can be without being paid--thus a volunteer. The announcing job is always my job at the swim team's triathlon each summer too. Just give me a microphone and let me loose. I guess that means my talent lies in being a big mouth, since there really is no other gift or talent required for it.
I'll let you know how it all goes. My only concern is that today's math competition overlaps with the Space Center committee meetings I am supposed to be at but I have asked to be excused as I committed to this math thing before we have a committee meeting scheduled today. "La vida es dura", as Mr. Bryant--my HS Spanish teacher--used to always say.
It is what I do: Volunteer.
I am kind of excited to see how this will go down. There are 150 high school students--smartypants types, one and all--expected to attend and compete. We could have potentially 8 high schools participate. And my majors jobs today will be to deliver the 56 feet of sub-sandwiches from WalMart with all the required accoutrements and then to be the "announcer" throughout the competition and then the prize drawings.
In this arena I think I am as close to professional as I can be without being paid--thus a volunteer. The announcing job is always my job at the swim team's triathlon each summer too. Just give me a microphone and let me loose. I guess that means my talent lies in being a big mouth, since there really is no other gift or talent required for it.
I'll let you know how it all goes. My only concern is that today's math competition overlaps with the Space Center committee meetings I am supposed to be at but I have asked to be excused as I committed to this math thing before we have a committee meeting scheduled today. "La vida es dura", as Mr. Bryant--my HS Spanish teacher--used to always say.
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
Sad Day
Today is a sad day for me. I have a chance to attend a funeral from a lovely woman, Jeannine, today. She was only 30 something, and was formerly my visiting teacher right after her mission. Her mom is our relief society president, and her dad is our former bishop.
She passed away, quite unexpectedly, last weekend in Vegas--where she lived.
I haven't heard the reasons for her death, not that that matters in the greater scheme of things. But I am curious. And I haven't seen her parents since we heard about her passing. I have had them and their family in my prayers, and while I know Jeannine had a secure testimony of Jesus Christ and His Gospel, it is still sad for everyone who knew her.
She passed away, quite unexpectedly, last weekend in Vegas--where she lived.
I haven't heard the reasons for her death, not that that matters in the greater scheme of things. But I am curious. And I haven't seen her parents since we heard about her passing. I have had them and their family in my prayers, and while I know Jeannine had a secure testimony of Jesus Christ and His Gospel, it is still sad for everyone who knew her.
Tuesday, December 11, 2012
Holiday Habits
Last week we decided where we wanted to set up the Christmas tree this year. It seems to be an annual discussion that morphs into an argument. The kids want it one place. Genius Golfer thinks it ought to go somewhere else and I try to find where it will fit without moving much furniture.
It ended up in the family room downstairs. We put it together and decorated it for Family Home Evening. The kids are getting too old, apparently, to enjoy this project much anymore. I told them that when they have kids, we are going to wait for the grandchildren to come set up our Christmas tree.
It ended up in the family room downstairs. We put it together and decorated it for Family Home Evening. The kids are getting too old, apparently, to enjoy this project much anymore. I told them that when they have kids, we are going to wait for the grandchildren to come set up our Christmas tree.
Monday, December 10, 2012
I Blame Keith
Yes, my dearest, longest, lasting, high school friend, Keith. He gets the blame. After my post about being released from my YW calling, he had the nerve to post a comment abut 6 years was long enough and I should get back to Primary. How dare he!
I got a calling yesterday...in Primary. We are not amused.
No idea what age yet...but I was called to teach in Primary and to be a 'mentor teacher' to a young single adult sister who is making her way back in the Gospel. She will be my teaching partner, and I'm to teach her how to teach as much as I am to teach the kiddos. The mentoring part is much more interesting to me (at this point of the game) than the kids.
The Lord has a pretty demented sense of humor sometimes. He knows I am not much good with little people--beyond making faces in the checkout line at the grocery store, where the kid is looking at me but too scared to make noise. I like holding little babies--when they are asleep and smell good. But preschoolers and Primary kids hold little interest for me.
Anyone remember how many times I had to call my mom when my own kids were younger and cry to her that "someone in this house will not make it to kindergarten alive"? I'm not good with little people.
The Boy, on the other hand, and Genius Golfer are both great with small people. They would ROCK this calling.
But I will nonetheless be obedient and thankful this isn't a job like a General Authority where you have it until you die. I guess the Library ladies at church are that way too. But this is a transition position. And I will do the best I can, but I probably won't like it. Just so you know.
And its all Keith's fault.
I got a calling yesterday...in Primary. We are not amused.
No idea what age yet...but I was called to teach in Primary and to be a 'mentor teacher' to a young single adult sister who is making her way back in the Gospel. She will be my teaching partner, and I'm to teach her how to teach as much as I am to teach the kiddos. The mentoring part is much more interesting to me (at this point of the game) than the kids.
The Lord has a pretty demented sense of humor sometimes. He knows I am not much good with little people--beyond making faces in the checkout line at the grocery store, where the kid is looking at me but too scared to make noise. I like holding little babies--when they are asleep and smell good. But preschoolers and Primary kids hold little interest for me.
Anyone remember how many times I had to call my mom when my own kids were younger and cry to her that "someone in this house will not make it to kindergarten alive"? I'm not good with little people.
The Boy, on the other hand, and Genius Golfer are both great with small people. They would ROCK this calling.
But I will nonetheless be obedient and thankful this isn't a job like a General Authority where you have it until you die. I guess the Library ladies at church are that way too. But this is a transition position. And I will do the best I can, but I probably won't like it. Just so you know.
And its all Keith's fault.
Sunday, December 9, 2012
Saturday, December 8, 2012
It Pays to Get Up Early
Once in a while I'm reminded why I like to get up early. It doesn't generally involve the kids--as they both like to sleep in. But Mother Nature sure works some morning magic sometimes. These were from one morning this past week:
From right outside my house...this was the morning sky above my neighbor's place. The moon is still haning there waiting for daybreak.
From the center of the culdesac, this was the morning breaking over our home. Not a bad way to get started!
From right outside my house...this was the morning sky above my neighbor's place. The moon is still haning there waiting for daybreak.
Friday, December 7, 2012
Uh-Oh! Santa?
After twentyish years--and having been a hand-me-down to start with--my crock pot knob finally broke this week. I also cracked the lid when I set it right-side up on the glass-top stove and the heat sucked it so tight to the stove-top I had to pry it off. I have glued the knob but the plastic has all but dissolved to try to keep it together. I asked my mother in law for a new crock pot for Christmas--she needed a list, or at least an item or two--and I'd love one with a locking lid. But then the knob broke and it is either cook with a pair of pliers nearby and saran-wrap over the crock or send it to DI and hold my breath for a new one.
(Not sure why it twisted sideways...maybe this is the compromise to keep adding photos?!)
Thursday, December 6, 2012
Gettin' Crafty With It
I think I have the photo problem fixed, at least for now. Here is what I have been working on lately...Christmas crafts for gifts:
It is a Christmas caroler filled with candies up into his little stocking hat. Not too bad...I bought 1/2 yard of red t-shirt knit and made 16 little caps. Used 6 bags of candies that were on sale and the paper was all pretty scrap pieces of scrap booking stuff. TP , paper towel and wrapping paper rolls were recycled trash.
The little fabric tissue holder (bottom left) and the keyring chapstick cozy were from leftover placemats I bought on clearance. I paid 78 cetns for 4 D rings at WalMart and 99 cents for the snap clip (just for fun on this one) so the chapstick keeper clips to keyrings or purses or in the car. The little moose is a wrapped package of minty gum. See the details f that below.
I bought two packages of Eclipse gum at Costco and wrapped the individual gum sleeves in Christmas paper and then glued them into a scrap of cardstock and added stickers and a sticky back velro button to keep it closed. Simple. I did a bunch of these--in all different colors and design. Easy-peasy.
Here is another fabric option on the tissue cover and the chaptsick keeper--without the clip. Super easy and super inexpensive this year!
This is what I have been making in my little Santa's workshop. What are you up to? I could use the good ideas for next year!
The little fabric tissue holder (bottom left) and the keyring chapstick cozy were from leftover placemats I bought on clearance. I paid 78 cetns for 4 D rings at WalMart and 99 cents for the snap clip (just for fun on this one) so the chapstick keeper clips to keyrings or purses or in the car. The little moose is a wrapped package of minty gum. See the details f that below.
This is what I have been making in my little Santa's workshop. What are you up to? I could use the good ideas for next year!
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
Not Again!
Again, this blasted machine is telling me I have maxed out my photo limit. OH!!! Like the cobbler whose children go without shoes, the computer genius's wife is the last to get help desk assistance.
Tuesday, December 4, 2012
What The....?!?
Have any of you that blog been told by bloggers that you have exceeded your allotted space for photos? Did you now there was a limit? Neither did I. I was just trying to load some pictures of my Christmas crafts I've been working and it doesn't want t let me.
Oh, frustration, technology is thy name!!
Oh, frustration, technology is thy name!!
Monday, December 3, 2012
Better Or Not, Here I Am
I am done being sick. It is no fun and my rib muscles hurt from the coughing. Plus my head has felt funny on the over the counter medication I was taking, not that I quite taking it--mind you--but I probably should not drive when I'm on that stuff.
Genius Golfer is still in bed today. And for that I am sorry. But I don't really feel too bad for him. I think he chooses to be sick sometimes, because it is easier.
The laundry and the groceries and the other things I need to do don't go away when I'm sick, so I get up and do them. It isn't ever going to get easier. And the stuff I do really \needs to get done at some point.
GG is laying in bed today watching golf. But he came down and had left over lasagna for lunch. I don't think he is is that sick, to be honest. But he has to decide for himself. And I decide I am not sick any more.
Genius Golfer is still in bed today. And for that I am sorry. But I don't really feel too bad for him. I think he chooses to be sick sometimes, because it is easier.
The laundry and the groceries and the other things I need to do don't go away when I'm sick, so I get up and do them. It isn't ever going to get easier. And the stuff I do really \needs to get done at some point.
GG is laying in bed today watching golf. But he came down and had left over lasagna for lunch. I don't think he is is that sick, to be honest. But he has to decide for himself. And I decide I am not sick any more.
Sunday, December 2, 2012
Thursday, November 29, 2012
Still....
SICK! That is what I am. I have been in bed since Saturday, with short bursts of energy to do laundry and get groceries, and today to go to the dentist...then back to bed. At some point I have got to get well; I don't have time to be this sick.
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Excused Absence?
Adam Sandler's Turkey song was a sorry excuse for a post...but I felt guilty about not really writing for nearly a week. But that week was filled with some family time, cooking, baking, visiting, sleeping, coughing, sneezing, hacking, coughing, wheezing, and a lot of sweating.
Yes, our family was sick Saturday and Sunday following Thanksgiving. The kids came back from their Cedar City swim meet with some kind of crud and thought they'd share with Genius Golfer and myself. GG is worse than the kids when he is sick. And he laid in bed Thanksgiving day, Friday after thanksgiving, then Saturday golfed in a tournament he has entered (and he won it!) and then back to bed Sunday and most of yesterday. I hosted Thanksgiving for my family on Thursday here, then did some Christmas shopping with my mom and The Girl Friday and then hit the bed all day Saturday and Sunday...and would have probably still been there yesterday but a Mom's work is never done....so I was back at it yesterday. Weekly administration meeting for PTSA, laundry, groceries: the usual. I am still coughing and my voice sounds awful, but I am vertical and dressed and keeping food and meds down, so on to Tuesday, I say.
Not my idea of a fun Thanksgiving break--no matter how you look at it.
Yes, our family was sick Saturday and Sunday following Thanksgiving. The kids came back from their Cedar City swim meet with some kind of crud and thought they'd share with Genius Golfer and myself. GG is worse than the kids when he is sick. And he laid in bed Thanksgiving day, Friday after thanksgiving, then Saturday golfed in a tournament he has entered (and he won it!) and then back to bed Sunday and most of yesterday. I hosted Thanksgiving for my family on Thursday here, then did some Christmas shopping with my mom and The Girl Friday and then hit the bed all day Saturday and Sunday...and would have probably still been there yesterday but a Mom's work is never done....so I was back at it yesterday. Weekly administration meeting for PTSA, laundry, groceries: the usual. I am still coughing and my voice sounds awful, but I am vertical and dressed and keeping food and meds down, so on to Tuesday, I say.
Not my idea of a fun Thanksgiving break--no matter how you look at it.
Friday, November 23, 2012
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
Choices Made and Lesson Learned, We Hope
I meant to write yesterday and then the day got away from me and my mind was full of wonder and worry. Without giving up the guilty, I thought I'd try to tell a story that taught me--and most hopefully the kids--a good lesson about making good choices and only listening to friends who do the same.
A very sweet boy on the swim team made a really dumb decision yesterday. I happened to be visiting with his good mom when she passed up a couple of phone calls from the team's coach, who is also our friend, and then decided she'd better take this son's text message he sent...that all came in about 5 minutes' time.
It seems that this otherwise good boy--one who is smart and clever and funny and bright--was egged on to "moon" the cars behind the bus as the team drove to the nearby covered pool for their A4 class time practice. And he gave in to the peer pressure and did it.
Now, here is where the story gets a little dicey. This otherwise very good, smart and clever boy was seen and a call was made to the local police department who then met the bus at the nearby recreation center and questioned the boy about his "reckless" shenanigan. This good mom, upon reading a text from her son that in essence expressed "Mom, I made a dumb mistake and now the police are here to talk to me and I'm scared", called the coach back and got her take on what was going on and then appropriately, immediately left our group to go to her boy.
The team had a swim meet later that afternoon, so while my own kids (who don't have the A4 swim class) weren't on the bus for this incident, they were meeting the bus afterwards to go to the meet. On the bus to the meet, they heard from the other kids about what happened and also heard the coach tell the team how very disappointed she was in them for encouraging this good kid to do something so stupid. The Boy said that the other kids just seemed to think it was funny and while not a GOOD choice, wasn't that big of a deal. But The Girl heard from her team friends that they felt really bad for this boy and were worried about him. They also said there were some kids who tried to convince him NOT to do it.
As I texted his mom, that evening, I was told that this boy would, indeed, face some consequences for his actions. He was to be suspended from school for a few days, would be benched from the next three swim meets, and lose his team captaincy for the rest of the year. As far as the legal ramifications, that would depend on whether or not the viewer(s) of his little stunt pressed charges. If that occurred, things could get increasingly worse.
My thoughts and worries for him included the potential for a postponed (at best) chance to serve a mission--which he was planning on at midsummer with the new age threshold. If charges are filed it could take that opportunity away from him for good. It could land him on the sex-offenders registry, and even in juvenile detention for some time, and probably a good sized monetary fee. Now that is the worst case scenario, but I am quite sure that this usually very obedient, compliant, worthy, priesthood-holding young man didn't think about these potential consequences, or even just past the idea of "Ooooh, that would be do funny!" Not a single thought past that.
This situation made for a very interesting--and hopefully impactful--dinner conversation last night at our house. Everything we do is a choice, and for every choice there is some kind of consequence. Even this morning, The Girl prayed that they would "make good choices and do what is right". Those are more then magic words you say to get what you want...it is a plea for heavenly help to guide you to do what you know is correct. Regardless of the other bozos who egg you into something really dumb.
At least, I hope that is what it means...since I, as their mom, pray every day that they will have good friends who will help them make good choices. Choices and consequences...that is what life is made of for us here on this Earth. And sometimes that makes or a better day than others.
A very sweet boy on the swim team made a really dumb decision yesterday. I happened to be visiting with his good mom when she passed up a couple of phone calls from the team's coach, who is also our friend, and then decided she'd better take this son's text message he sent...that all came in about 5 minutes' time.
It seems that this otherwise good boy--one who is smart and clever and funny and bright--was egged on to "moon" the cars behind the bus as the team drove to the nearby covered pool for their A4 class time practice. And he gave in to the peer pressure and did it.
Now, here is where the story gets a little dicey. This otherwise very good, smart and clever boy was seen and a call was made to the local police department who then met the bus at the nearby recreation center and questioned the boy about his "reckless" shenanigan. This good mom, upon reading a text from her son that in essence expressed "Mom, I made a dumb mistake and now the police are here to talk to me and I'm scared", called the coach back and got her take on what was going on and then appropriately, immediately left our group to go to her boy.
The team had a swim meet later that afternoon, so while my own kids (who don't have the A4 swim class) weren't on the bus for this incident, they were meeting the bus afterwards to go to the meet. On the bus to the meet, they heard from the other kids about what happened and also heard the coach tell the team how very disappointed she was in them for encouraging this good kid to do something so stupid. The Boy said that the other kids just seemed to think it was funny and while not a GOOD choice, wasn't that big of a deal. But The Girl heard from her team friends that they felt really bad for this boy and were worried about him. They also said there were some kids who tried to convince him NOT to do it.
As I texted his mom, that evening, I was told that this boy would, indeed, face some consequences for his actions. He was to be suspended from school for a few days, would be benched from the next three swim meets, and lose his team captaincy for the rest of the year. As far as the legal ramifications, that would depend on whether or not the viewer(s) of his little stunt pressed charges. If that occurred, things could get increasingly worse.
My thoughts and worries for him included the potential for a postponed (at best) chance to serve a mission--which he was planning on at midsummer with the new age threshold. If charges are filed it could take that opportunity away from him for good. It could land him on the sex-offenders registry, and even in juvenile detention for some time, and probably a good sized monetary fee. Now that is the worst case scenario, but I am quite sure that this usually very obedient, compliant, worthy, priesthood-holding young man didn't think about these potential consequences, or even just past the idea of "Ooooh, that would be do funny!" Not a single thought past that.
This situation made for a very interesting--and hopefully impactful--dinner conversation last night at our house. Everything we do is a choice, and for every choice there is some kind of consequence. Even this morning, The Girl prayed that they would "make good choices and do what is right". Those are more then magic words you say to get what you want...it is a plea for heavenly help to guide you to do what you know is correct. Regardless of the other bozos who egg you into something really dumb.
At least, I hope that is what it means...since I, as their mom, pray every day that they will have good friends who will help them make good choices. Choices and consequences...that is what life is made of for us here on this Earth. And sometimes that makes or a better day than others.
Sunday, November 18, 2012
Saturday, November 17, 2012
Movie Reviews
I have two movie reviews for you today: Spielberg's Lincoln and Breaking Dawn part 2.
Dear Friend Micheale and I saw Lincoln yesterday in the afternoon. It is based on the book "Team of Rivals" and is really a short look at the president's life--January 1865 until his death in April. The majority of the film focuses on his push for the 13th amendment. Brilliant, I tell you. Daniel Day-Lewis is absolutely terrific as the president. And Sally Field, who I usually visualize as Mrs. Gump or Shelby's Mama (from Steel Magnolias) is the very best kind of mentally-ill, grief-stricken woman to play Mrs. Lincoln. The supporting cast is fabulous too,and the history is wonderful. I thought, throughout the film, we need this kind of leadership in Washington today. It was a fantastic film,and I highly recommend it.
This morning Dear Friend Pam and I went to see Breaking Dawn...because she wanted to go and her good youngest son--who went to the other Twilight movies with her--has left for a mission and isn't here to see it with her. Of the Twilight movies I have seen, this was the best production quality wise, but the acting still leaves much to be desired. The story is really quite silly, but I'm sure there are worse things out there. The really horrible part was the woman sitting next to us with her three little girls--very little girls. The smallest might have been 5. Are you kidding me?!? This movie was rated PG-13...and I covered my eyes in parts. These poor little girls....they will either have nightmares from what they saw--sex, violence, scariness--or else what a sad life they live if this is the stuff they are used to seeing.
So, if you have a chance to see a movie over the Thanksgiving holiday...check out Skyfall (the new James Bond film) or Lincoln! They were both great. Save the Breaking Dawn show for a free movie rental at RedBox. But not for the kiddies.
Dear Friend Micheale and I saw Lincoln yesterday in the afternoon. It is based on the book "Team of Rivals" and is really a short look at the president's life--January 1865 until his death in April. The majority of the film focuses on his push for the 13th amendment. Brilliant, I tell you. Daniel Day-Lewis is absolutely terrific as the president. And Sally Field, who I usually visualize as Mrs. Gump or Shelby's Mama (from Steel Magnolias) is the very best kind of mentally-ill, grief-stricken woman to play Mrs. Lincoln. The supporting cast is fabulous too,and the history is wonderful. I thought, throughout the film, we need this kind of leadership in Washington today. It was a fantastic film,and I highly recommend it.
This morning Dear Friend Pam and I went to see Breaking Dawn...because she wanted to go and her good youngest son--who went to the other Twilight movies with her--has left for a mission and isn't here to see it with her. Of the Twilight movies I have seen, this was the best production quality wise, but the acting still leaves much to be desired. The story is really quite silly, but I'm sure there are worse things out there. The really horrible part was the woman sitting next to us with her three little girls--very little girls. The smallest might have been 5. Are you kidding me?!? This movie was rated PG-13...and I covered my eyes in parts. These poor little girls....they will either have nightmares from what they saw--sex, violence, scariness--or else what a sad life they live if this is the stuff they are used to seeing.
So, if you have a chance to see a movie over the Thanksgiving holiday...check out Skyfall (the new James Bond film) or Lincoln! They were both great. Save the Breaking Dawn show for a free movie rental at RedBox. But not for the kiddies.
Friday, November 16, 2012
Getaway Weekend
I have a chance to have a "getaway weekend" without leaving town. The kid are instead. The high school swim team is headed to Cedar City for an invitational meet this weekend. The first two years The Girl swam I went down too to watch and support (and protect) my girl. It was a lot of fun--and the other swim moms I went with were terrific!
This year is the first time The Boy is going to go...so both kids will be on the bus tomorrow. And Genius Golfer was talking about driving down to golf and also watch them swim...but I get to stay home. And I have to say, I am pretty excited to have the time "off" from parenting.
I already have two movies with friends lined up...different friends...different movies. And a possible lunch date is in the works with two other friends. No pressure, no responsibilities. My kind of weekend fun.
This year is the first time The Boy is going to go...so both kids will be on the bus tomorrow. And Genius Golfer was talking about driving down to golf and also watch them swim...but I get to stay home. And I have to say, I am pretty excited to have the time "off" from parenting.
I already have two movies with friends lined up...different friends...different movies. And a possible lunch date is in the works with two other friends. No pressure, no responsibilities. My kind of weekend fun.
Thursday, November 15, 2012
Regular Customer
I realized last night, on my way home from the HS's production of Peter Pan, that I had been to the high school 4 times already in three days this week. This really isn't an odd occurrence, but sometimes it does surprise me still.
Call it my overactive sense of responsibility, but I as I serve as PTSA president, I feel that I need to be there to cover things when we have things going on. This year I have a co-president but she had been ill or substitute teaching more often than not. we have a Viking Store that is open Tuesday through Friday during lunch each week, so I have been covering things there when no one shows up--or is late. I try to make it as easy as possible for whomever is there to work. I get to attend a school community council meeting today and then it's my turn to work the store on Friday.
Never a dull moment, I concede. But really, I wouldn't be anywhere else. It is a blessing to be able to volunteer and work at the school where my kids are each day. Not only am I close if they need me, but I also am discovering just what is going on there and how the faculty and staff and other students are working together to make it the best possible learning situation they can. It is good to feel the unity of purpose with those in charge.
In the meantime, I'll just be grateful I am there and have the chance to do the fun stuff, after school too. The play was very cute--music was delightful and the "flying" was pretty cool.
Call it my overactive sense of responsibility, but I as I serve as PTSA president, I feel that I need to be there to cover things when we have things going on. This year I have a co-president but she had been ill or substitute teaching more often than not. we have a Viking Store that is open Tuesday through Friday during lunch each week, so I have been covering things there when no one shows up--or is late. I try to make it as easy as possible for whomever is there to work. I get to attend a school community council meeting today and then it's my turn to work the store on Friday.
Never a dull moment, I concede. But really, I wouldn't be anywhere else. It is a blessing to be able to volunteer and work at the school where my kids are each day. Not only am I close if they need me, but I also am discovering just what is going on there and how the faculty and staff and other students are working together to make it the best possible learning situation they can. It is good to feel the unity of purpose with those in charge.
In the meantime, I'll just be grateful I am there and have the chance to do the fun stuff, after school too. The play was very cute--music was delightful and the "flying" was pretty cool.
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Getting Crafty With It
Today I begin a few days...weeks, more likely....of Christmas gift crafting. I'd show pictures and tell what I'm up to, but you might be getting something and it could spoil the surprise. But with Genius Golfer's employment situation this past year I'm having to get creative...figuratively and literally....for Christmas gifts.
But here is my conundrum: With homemade gifts, do you ever have gift-giving-guilt about the cost of said gifts? For example--have you even seen someone's face when you give them a homemade and filled-with-love kind of gift when they in turn have given you a lovely and significantly more expensive store bought something? Some people look seriously disappointed. And it hurts.
Maybe I grew up in the "uber-fairness" household. Since I have only one sister, my parents were pretty conspicuous about even-stevens kind of gifts...similar costs or even two of the same thing. I think I may be warped about that as I find myself doing the same thing with my kids.
Does anyone else have this issue at Christmas? Or am I just paranoid about my crafting skills and prematurely worried that what I am making will be received with a smile but also with a subliminal thought of "lame"?
Oh, the Christmas season's stress has begun, I suppose.
But here is my conundrum: With homemade gifts, do you ever have gift-giving-guilt about the cost of said gifts? For example--have you even seen someone's face when you give them a homemade and filled-with-love kind of gift when they in turn have given you a lovely and significantly more expensive store bought something? Some people look seriously disappointed. And it hurts.
Maybe I grew up in the "uber-fairness" household. Since I have only one sister, my parents were pretty conspicuous about even-stevens kind of gifts...similar costs or even two of the same thing. I think I may be warped about that as I find myself doing the same thing with my kids.
Does anyone else have this issue at Christmas? Or am I just paranoid about my crafting skills and prematurely worried that what I am making will be received with a smile but also with a subliminal thought of "lame"?
Oh, the Christmas season's stress has begun, I suppose.
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
Maybe This Is It...
In yesterday's post, I wondered about what I could be doing with my life once my PTA (and now) Young Women calling were over. Well, I haven't yet shown you this:
This is a cooperative project I'm working on with Genius Golfer. I take the photos and create the products--which I was doing already for friends and family--and he created the website and will handle the marketing and distribution. At least, that is, in theory. I am not sure anyone will even buy any thing, but at least I am trying. And it has been a good practice project for GG to hone his web-development skills. We'll see how successful it is after that point.
But I guess I do have a project to keep me busy. Except to this point, I have spent money and time to make the cards to put on the site, and there is no reciprocal income to be seen yet.
I'll still keep you posted. We'll see what happens. It is the Internet...anything can happen.
This is a cooperative project I'm working on with Genius Golfer. I take the photos and create the products--which I was doing already for friends and family--and he created the website and will handle the marketing and distribution. At least, that is, in theory. I am not sure anyone will even buy any thing, but at least I am trying. And it has been a good practice project for GG to hone his web-development skills. We'll see how successful it is after that point.
But I guess I do have a project to keep me busy. Except to this point, I have spent money and time to make the cards to put on the site, and there is no reciprocal income to be seen yet.
I'll still keep you posted. We'll see what happens. It is the Internet...anything can happen.
Monday, November 12, 2012
Too Much Time On My Hands....
I've been without a calling at church now for a week...and I think the lack of scheduling is wreaking havoc on my ability to manage my time. When I was really busy, I didn't have time to be flaky. Now, I have more than enough tie to do things and I am sadly not getting everything done as it should be.
For example, to day I had a morning meeting with the administration at the high school. This is a standing meeting and it is each week at the same time. I got there fine and afterwards ran home to start/change laundry before I needed to be back to the high school for the next thing I had to do at 10:45. I did the laundry bit, but then got way-laid and was just barely to the next thing at the high school. That is not like me. I am usually early and ready when it is time to start, especially if I am in charge of something. This time I ran in like I had all the time in the world....except it wasn't my time.
I think I got more done when I had my life scheduled more tightly. I didn't have time to sit at the computer and wile away the hours. If I had extra tie I was very conscientious about reading good books and trying to use my time as wisely as I could.
Apparently too much time is a curse, rather than a blessing. I just hope they put me to work soon. But it really makes me worried about when my PTA life ends. I'd better find myself a hobby. Or a job.
For example, to day I had a morning meeting with the administration at the high school. This is a standing meeting and it is each week at the same time. I got there fine and afterwards ran home to start/change laundry before I needed to be back to the high school for the next thing I had to do at 10:45. I did the laundry bit, but then got way-laid and was just barely to the next thing at the high school. That is not like me. I am usually early and ready when it is time to start, especially if I am in charge of something. This time I ran in like I had all the time in the world....except it wasn't my time.
I think I got more done when I had my life scheduled more tightly. I didn't have time to sit at the computer and wile away the hours. If I had extra tie I was very conscientious about reading good books and trying to use my time as wisely as I could.
Apparently too much time is a curse, rather than a blessing. I just hope they put me to work soon. But it really makes me worried about when my PTA life ends. I'd better find myself a hobby. Or a job.
Sunday, November 11, 2012
Friday, November 9, 2012
Out of The Shadow
Last night, The Boy was in a surly mood. As he is a 15 year old teenaged boy, this isn't unheard of, however, I hadn't seen any of the typical triggers to bring on this kind of behavior. So I gave in and finally asked him "What is bugging you?"
"Mom," he said, "Can't you see my mustache?"
He was in a rotten mood about this otherwise universal sign of maturation. "How can I get rid of it?!" he wanted to know.
I suggested that he might want to ask "Santa" for an electric razor for Christmas. He looked at me with daggers in his eyes. "OK," i told him, "if you don't want to shave, I know a great lady who could wax it for you."
He coughed at the idea and stated that he could think of nothing more uncomfortable than that. I tried to encourage him by telling him I've had my eyebrows, among other things, waxed and it only hurts the first time really bad. He still wasn't interested.
I told him that I have friends who bleach their mustaches. Of course, in my mind, I was thinking that these are darling little ladies who do this so he won't want to hear that either.
Instead, he jumped at that. "How do you do that?!"
I suggested that for tonight he use some hydrogen peroxide and a cotton ball and work on lightening it. He ran upstairs to see what he could do with that.
Before bed, he came back to show me that it was "definitely lighter" (his words, not mine) and that besides the stinging this was his preferred method of dealing with it.
I'm not sure how he could get any stinging from a little cotton ball dipped in hydrogen peroxide...but if he thinks it is working for him, OK. Whatever.
Crazy things that the teens in my house get upset by, don't you think? I mean, really. Now if your baby was obviously growing up and getting to the point he will need to shave, well, that is a reasonable situation to be upset about!
"Mom," he said, "Can't you see my mustache?"
He was in a rotten mood about this otherwise universal sign of maturation. "How can I get rid of it?!" he wanted to know.
I suggested that he might want to ask "Santa" for an electric razor for Christmas. He looked at me with daggers in his eyes. "OK," i told him, "if you don't want to shave, I know a great lady who could wax it for you."
He coughed at the idea and stated that he could think of nothing more uncomfortable than that. I tried to encourage him by telling him I've had my eyebrows, among other things, waxed and it only hurts the first time really bad. He still wasn't interested.
I told him that I have friends who bleach their mustaches. Of course, in my mind, I was thinking that these are darling little ladies who do this so he won't want to hear that either.
Instead, he jumped at that. "How do you do that?!"
I suggested that for tonight he use some hydrogen peroxide and a cotton ball and work on lightening it. He ran upstairs to see what he could do with that.
Before bed, he came back to show me that it was "definitely lighter" (his words, not mine) and that besides the stinging this was his preferred method of dealing with it.
I'm not sure how he could get any stinging from a little cotton ball dipped in hydrogen peroxide...but if he thinks it is working for him, OK. Whatever.
Crazy things that the teens in my house get upset by, don't you think? I mean, really. Now if your baby was obviously growing up and getting to the point he will need to shave, well, that is a reasonable situation to be upset about!
Thursday, November 8, 2012
Good Point!
I saw this today and thought I would share. Especially as the Election-Hangover is wearing off and reality is slapping us in the face:
Isn't really? We know who is REALLY in charge. And we already know who will win in the end. Didn't Elder Holland tell us that our biggest issue would be to make sure we are playing for "His" team? Our allegiance to God and our conversion to the Gospel of Jesus Christ should be true regardless of who won the election. And maybe considering all the election ruckus, it is even more important now.
Isn't really? We know who is REALLY in charge. And we already know who will win in the end. Didn't Elder Holland tell us that our biggest issue would be to make sure we are playing for "His" team? Our allegiance to God and our conversion to the Gospel of Jesus Christ should be true regardless of who won the election. And maybe considering all the election ruckus, it is even more important now.
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
The Day After: Time to Get to Work
The US elections are over. And only one of the candidates I voted for won. Maybe I am a jinx for these elections. Regardless of my personal preferences, I think we need to examine the fact that America is a pretty great place.
I have received a few messages since yesterday's results that I completely agree with:
From Dear Friend Jan: "Ok , no matter how this all turns out. I just watched my husband (who is a Republican and I'm pretty sure voted for Romney) kneel and pray for President Obama. The hatred has got to stop. What kind of Christians are we when we are consumed with despair and hatred? We now need to have faith in our form of government which, I believe, is inspired. And we need to work to change our country for the better. Whining accomplishes nothing."
From a former neighborhood YW: "
I have received a few messages since yesterday's results that I completely agree with:
From Dear Friend Jan: "Ok , no matter how this all turns out. I just watched my husband (who is a Republican and I'm pretty sure voted for Romney) kneel and pray for President Obama. The hatred has got to stop. What kind of Christians are we when we are consumed with despair and hatred? We now need to have faith in our form of government which, I believe, is inspired. And we need to work to change our country for the better. Whining accomplishes nothing."
From a former neighborhood YW: "
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
A Worthy Hour From My Day
Genius Golfer and I just got back from voting. Our precinct was buzzing. It only took an hour to get through the line. Perhaps the most important hour of my day.
The best part? Perhaps tomorrow the ads on the TV and radio and internet will be gone. We can hope for that change, among others!
The best part? Perhaps tomorrow the ads on the TV and radio and internet will be gone. We can hope for that change, among others!
Monday, November 5, 2012
Released, and Relieved
Yesterday, the release from just over six years of serving as a counselor in our stake Young Women's presidency came. I had the privilege of serving under two presidents in that time period, and loved both groups of ladies very much. I learned far more than I imagined I would and truly came to love the YW in our stake--many of whom I still see at school each week.
We had a little meeting with our wonderful stake presidency Thursday night when they issued the release and thanked us for our service. Friday and Saturday I wondered around like someone dealing with clinical depression. I knew this was coming, but didn't expect to feel so out of sorts with it.
Then the relief came.
Sunday morning in our sacrament meeting, our representative from the high council read our names to be released...along with our stake Young Men's presidency. Then he read the names of those to be sustained for both presidencies. Instantly, upon hearing the women's names who were just called I had a sense of relief and assurance that these ladies were in the right place at the right time. I know all three of them (no secretary called yet) and I love them! They will be marvelous. I know the majority of the new YM's presidency too and I think they are fabulous!
Then last night we had our closing fireside for our missionary month events. Our Stake Youth Committee did a tremendous job and I couldn't have been more proud of them. The old presidencies sat in the audience; the new ones sat on the stand with the committee kids. Just as it should be.
Following the meeting there were many hugs, more tears, and expressions of gratitude and appreciation all around. I was worried at first about having to go to that right after being released, but it was a good and fitting end to our term of service.
And I think the end of my feeling like I need medication or therapy! Now the worry about what they give me next is slowly creeping in. *anythingbutprimary*anythingbutprimary*anythingbutprimary*
We had a little meeting with our wonderful stake presidency Thursday night when they issued the release and thanked us for our service. Friday and Saturday I wondered around like someone dealing with clinical depression. I knew this was coming, but didn't expect to feel so out of sorts with it.
Then the relief came.
Sunday morning in our sacrament meeting, our representative from the high council read our names to be released...along with our stake Young Men's presidency. Then he read the names of those to be sustained for both presidencies. Instantly, upon hearing the women's names who were just called I had a sense of relief and assurance that these ladies were in the right place at the right time. I know all three of them (no secretary called yet) and I love them! They will be marvelous. I know the majority of the new YM's presidency too and I think they are fabulous!
Then last night we had our closing fireside for our missionary month events. Our Stake Youth Committee did a tremendous job and I couldn't have been more proud of them. The old presidencies sat in the audience; the new ones sat on the stand with the committee kids. Just as it should be.
Following the meeting there were many hugs, more tears, and expressions of gratitude and appreciation all around. I was worried at first about having to go to that right after being released, but it was a good and fitting end to our term of service.
And I think the end of my feeling like I need medication or therapy! Now the worry about what they give me next is slowly creeping in. *anythingbutprimary*anythingbutprimary*anythingbutprimary*
Sunday, November 4, 2012
Saturday, November 3, 2012
A Book and Plan, Suggested
Has anyone read the book "The How of Happiness: A Scientific Approach to Getting the Life You Want" by Sonya Lyubormirsky? A friend recommended it to me after she gave me permission to feel depressed until Thanksgiving. I'm thinking about hunting it down, just to see what it says.
The other information this insightful friend gave me was a series of "Happiness Strategies". Dr. Dean Barley from BYU had spoke at their RS activity the night before I saw her and all this information was in the front of her thoughts. The strategies her suggeted nclude:
1) Gratitude strategies: think of someone to whom you have never expressed full thanks, write it all out, read that to them face to face with eye contact, let them react unhurriedly, write down three things for which you are grateful daily and their causes, discuss blessing with a partner
2) Cultivating optimism: speak to my self like to would to a friend, be factually correct, look for evidence, seek other possible explanations and contributing factors
3) Avoid over thinking and social comparison (Rumination):self-distraction with positive activities
4) Practicing acts of kindness: combats compassion fatigue
5) Nurturing relationships show interest and encouragement, self-disclosure, express affection and admiration, affirm their successes, loyalty, reciprocate favors
6) Coping strategies: social support, finding meaning by talking and writing, absorb self in activities that change the brain state
7) Forgiveness: (REACH) Recall, Empathy, Altruistic gift of forgiveness, Commit, Hold onto forgiveness
8) Flow: task that is challenging and require skills, concentration, clear goals, immediate feedback, deep effortless involvement, sense of control, sense of self vanished, time stops
9) Savoring: pleasures need to be spread out over time and varied, shared with someone, look forward to it, reminisce
10) Goals: make adequate preparation by setting clear specific goals, go public with them, reduce triggers and increase reminders, track progress, use rewards, build a support system to help
11) Practicing religion and spirituality: do something that improves your relationship with God
12) Take care of your body: appropriate fitness, nutrition, sleep, laughter, and meditation
This sounds like a great plan. And I think I'll get right on it starting Monday.
The other information this insightful friend gave me was a series of "Happiness Strategies". Dr. Dean Barley from BYU had spoke at their RS activity the night before I saw her and all this information was in the front of her thoughts. The strategies her suggeted nclude:
1) Gratitude strategies: think of someone to whom you have never expressed full thanks, write it all out, read that to them face to face with eye contact, let them react unhurriedly, write down three things for which you are grateful daily and their causes, discuss blessing with a partner
2) Cultivating optimism: speak to my self like to would to a friend, be factually correct, look for evidence, seek other possible explanations and contributing factors
3) Avoid over thinking and social comparison (Rumination):self-distraction with positive activities
4) Practicing acts of kindness: combats compassion fatigue
5) Nurturing relationships show interest and encouragement, self-disclosure, express affection and admiration, affirm their successes, loyalty, reciprocate favors
6) Coping strategies: social support, finding meaning by talking and writing, absorb self in activities that change the brain state
7) Forgiveness: (REACH) Recall, Empathy, Altruistic gift of forgiveness, Commit, Hold onto forgiveness
8) Flow: task that is challenging and require skills, concentration, clear goals, immediate feedback, deep effortless involvement, sense of control, sense of self vanished, time stops
9) Savoring: pleasures need to be spread out over time and varied, shared with someone, look forward to it, reminisce
10) Goals: make adequate preparation by setting clear specific goals, go public with them, reduce triggers and increase reminders, track progress, use rewards, build a support system to help
11) Practicing religion and spirituality: do something that improves your relationship with God
12) Take care of your body: appropriate fitness, nutrition, sleep, laughter, and meditation
This sounds like a great plan. And I think I'll get right on it starting Monday.
Friday, November 2, 2012
At Least It's Friday
It's is Friday and that is best thing I can say today. I growled at The Girl this morning when she opted to sleep in (she didn't have class until 9) so I had to take The Boy to school (in my bathrobe) and then I came home and went back to bed where I slept until 11 AM. What is wrong with me?
Based on family history, this is the beginning of clinical depression. But knowing we are being released on Sunday, I think it is just regular old depression...but I could be wrong. I just feel listless and without energy.
A friend gave me permission to feel like this for a month, after I told her that I'll snap out of it after Sunday. At least with the permission, I can cut the guilt a little bit. But I still feel a little bit lost. I crossed off several things on my calendar today, knowing it isn't my job anymore to do them...things that last Sunday we were planning on doing. Now we aren't.
I'll be fine, but I am not a big fan of change generally, and even less so when it is change I have to deal with directly. I'll be fine. I keep telling myself that hoping at some point I'll believe it.
Based on family history, this is the beginning of clinical depression. But knowing we are being released on Sunday, I think it is just regular old depression...but I could be wrong. I just feel listless and without energy.
A friend gave me permission to feel like this for a month, after I told her that I'll snap out of it after Sunday. At least with the permission, I can cut the guilt a little bit. But I still feel a little bit lost. I crossed off several things on my calendar today, knowing it isn't my job anymore to do them...things that last Sunday we were planning on doing. Now we aren't.
I'll be fine, but I am not a big fan of change generally, and even less so when it is change I have to deal with directly. I'll be fine. I keep telling myself that hoping at some point I'll believe it.
Thursday, November 1, 2012
If The Costume Fits....
Halloween this year was more of a "come as you are" event. As you can see by the photos:
The Girl went as a "swimmer"....what a stretch! And The Boy? I think he dressed as a "sophomore". At least, that is what I like to think.
And me? Yes, I AM the "Killer of Dreams". That is just what I am...at least, if you are a swimmer or a sophomore.
I got several giggles form the high school staffers when I arrive to work the school PTA store. Then several kids saw me and were instantly depressed. Like I said, it was a "come as you are" situation.
I got several giggles form the high school staffers when I arrive to work the school PTA store. Then several kids saw me and were instantly depressed. Like I said, it was a "come as you are" situation.
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
On A Lighter Note
Yesterday's post was a little heavy, wasn't it? It didn't begin that way, but if you read much of it, you can see the slide. I'm just frustrated with the negative campaign ads and the nastiness that comes as the election gets closer. Let's just vote, already. I am, in fact. Today. We have early voting, and while the wait was about an hour when it began on Monday, last night the website said there was a 10 minute wait. I'm going this afternoon.
But today I thought I would post a lighter fare. It is Halloween, after all. The Girl dressed as a swimmer--ooooh, big stretch. He wore her suit, shorts a warm up jacket, flip flops, and tucked her cap and goggles into the leg of her suit. I hope the school doesn't have to call me to bring her some appropriate length shorts. But they might.
The Boy? Yeah, he didn't want to dress up. He is too cool for that I guess. But he did inspire my costume. I get to work at the Viking Store today--as many of our volunteers have little children and were needed in Halloween parties at the elementary schools. So I am dressing up while I work the store today. The Boy gave me the idea...I'm going as the "Killer of Dreams". I made myself a sash and a crown--sparkly, of course. I'll get a picture when I get it on together today.
In the meantime, here is my favorite shot of the kids for Halloween:
The Mermaid and the Cowboy. So cute. Boy I loved making their Halloween costumes. It was fun imagining with them, and then trying to put their imagining into fabric, glitter, accessories and makeup to send them out to be so cute! But that mermaid outfit nearly did me in. The sequin fabric didn't agree with my sewing machine. But I persevered and she was happy with it.
Too bad they are all too big to make anything for them now. Good thing I have lots of pictures of them in their costumes--and loads of great memories.
But today I thought I would post a lighter fare. It is Halloween, after all. The Girl dressed as a swimmer--ooooh, big stretch. He wore her suit, shorts a warm up jacket, flip flops, and tucked her cap and goggles into the leg of her suit. I hope the school doesn't have to call me to bring her some appropriate length shorts. But they might.
The Boy? Yeah, he didn't want to dress up. He is too cool for that I guess. But he did inspire my costume. I get to work at the Viking Store today--as many of our volunteers have little children and were needed in Halloween parties at the elementary schools. So I am dressing up while I work the store today. The Boy gave me the idea...I'm going as the "Killer of Dreams". I made myself a sash and a crown--sparkly, of course. I'll get a picture when I get it on together today.
In the meantime, here is my favorite shot of the kids for Halloween:
The Mermaid and the Cowboy. So cute. Boy I loved making their Halloween costumes. It was fun imagining with them, and then trying to put their imagining into fabric, glitter, accessories and makeup to send them out to be so cute! But that mermaid outfit nearly did me in. The sequin fabric didn't agree with my sewing machine. But I persevered and she was happy with it.
Too bad they are all too big to make anything for them now. Good thing I have lots of pictures of them in their costumes--and loads of great memories.
Tuesday, October 30, 2012
Where Is Civility on the Ballot?
I read a great article this week about Politics and Civility. After the year we've had you wouldn't think those two concepts can coexist. But according to the article, they can and should. It is just a matter of personal choice.
The article was a composite of three different speeches made at BYU over the past year. The first gentleman quoted was Mark DeMoss, an evangelical and founder of the public relations agency, The DeMoss Group, who spoke oncampus in January of this year.
After joining to help the Romney campaign back in 2008, he saw the unrest and incivility on the political turf and began a civility project. He wrote to every sitting governor and every member of congress during the summer of 2010 (anticipating an ugly midterm election) to take a simple pledge regarding their upcoming elections:
1) I will be civil in my pubic discourse and behavior.
2) I will be respectful of others, whetheror not I agree with them.
3) I will stand against incivility where and when Isee it.
Of the 585 letters he sent to these elected officials, only three returned the pledge signed. That is pretty sad. Is it any wonder the regular, rank-and-file Americas have a hard time keeping a civil tongue when our elected officials can't even commit to behaving and speaking civilly?
He dissolved the civility project in early 2011. And Mr.DeMoss made a very good point in this article. He said, "The First Amendment may give me the right to demonize you with public speech, but it doesn't make it right." Yet so many people would seem to believe otherwise.
The second author quoted in this article is Karen W. Hale, a former Utah state senator and vice chair of the Utah Democratic Party, and member of the LDS church. She also was a candidate for Lieutenant Governor a few years ago. Her insights were pointed as well.
She said "For many public servants, partisanship seems to have taken precedence over the motives that drew them to political involvement in the first place--to promote the public, or common, good and to improve the lives of Americans.
"Looking at the controversial, adversarial nature of politics today, we might ask who in the world would want to get involved? the partisanship, the bickering, the ridicule, and the name-calling are all legitimate reasons to think twice about jumping into the political arena. These unsavory by-products also dim our hopes of making a positive difference in our government, communities and society."
Then she quotes former US Senator John Glenn from an interview he did with Time magazine as he was leaving office about 14 years ago. He says: "I worry about the future when we have so many young people who feel apathetic and critical and cynical about anything having to do with politics. They don't want to touch it. And yet, politics is literally the personnel system for democracy. We've got the finest democracy in the world, but it;s also one of the most complicated. Not everyone needs to run for public office, but every tie someone drops our of the system it means hey in effect give their franchise to somebody else....If you say politics is so dirty you don't want anything to do with it, what you're really saying is that you don't want to get dirty from democracy."
That is exactly how I have felt about politics. Especially in the local area. Man, otherwise rational people can get more than their panties in a knot over a candidate or issue and become completely blind to any discussion or alternative thought. Then that kind of fringe belief systems drives them into mad, and even crazy, paranoid behaviors. It definitely keeps me at arm's length from it all.
Ms. Hale also mentioned a couple of things as they relate to living the Gospel and participating in the political system around us. The points she makes are not new. We've heard them from our church leaders for years too. "It is unlikely that any one party will encompass and represent all of your beliefs. You will need to select the party with which you most identify."
And then, quoting Elder Marlin K. Jensen from an 1998 Salt Lake Tribune interview, she adds " principles compatible with the gospel maybe found in the platforms of all major political parties."
Finally, she says "I believe that partisanship--in the sense that we claim a political party and work within the structure of a largely partisan system to participate in the process of government and engage in robust, civil dialogue--is compatible with the gospel of Jesus Christ.
"However, partisanship--in the sense that we demean, belittle, and separate ourselves fro those who hold differing political views ad that we place party success ahead of the common good--is not compatible with the gospel of Jesus Christ.
"Becoming more civil may require that, fro time tot time, we change the radio station or television station, broaden our daily news diet, and listen to people who may disagree with our points of view. As we work to understand other perspectives, we may just get a taste of where the other side is coming from and occasionally find common ground upon which to build."
I loved her piece. What a breath of reason to hear the ideas that we can agree to disagree, but that doesn't have to lead us to be disagreeable.
The final portion was from Senator Joseph Lieberman, US senator from Connecticut and the first Jewish person to be nominated for national office with his unsuccessful bid as Al Gore's vice presidential nominee. He spoke primarily on religion in politics and the base of value that the early Founding Fathers gave our country because of their faith.
He said "...America has been a nation that has been defined not by our borders, but by our values. One of those founding values was a belief in a higher power--a belief in God....In that way, the United State of America was and is a faith-based initiative....and the First amendment prohibits the establishment of an official religion, ensuring every American the right to worship--or not worship--as he or she chooses. The full promise of this founding vision, I believe, is one of freedom of religion, not freedom from religion."
The whole article is pretty great. If you are interested in seeing the rest of this, check the link HERE. With all this easing my current political headache, I still can't wait for Tuesday to come and go. No one person can change the country--for good or bad. But we need to look for those who we feel most likely will represent our own views and then work hard in our own community to help make that vision real.
The article was a composite of three different speeches made at BYU over the past year. The first gentleman quoted was Mark DeMoss, an evangelical and founder of the public relations agency, The DeMoss Group, who spoke oncampus in January of this year.
After joining to help the Romney campaign back in 2008, he saw the unrest and incivility on the political turf and began a civility project. He wrote to every sitting governor and every member of congress during the summer of 2010 (anticipating an ugly midterm election) to take a simple pledge regarding their upcoming elections:
1) I will be civil in my pubic discourse and behavior.
2) I will be respectful of others, whetheror not I agree with them.
3) I will stand against incivility where and when Isee it.
Of the 585 letters he sent to these elected officials, only three returned the pledge signed. That is pretty sad. Is it any wonder the regular, rank-and-file Americas have a hard time keeping a civil tongue when our elected officials can't even commit to behaving and speaking civilly?
He dissolved the civility project in early 2011. And Mr.DeMoss made a very good point in this article. He said, "The First Amendment may give me the right to demonize you with public speech, but it doesn't make it right." Yet so many people would seem to believe otherwise.
The second author quoted in this article is Karen W. Hale, a former Utah state senator and vice chair of the Utah Democratic Party, and member of the LDS church. She also was a candidate for Lieutenant Governor a few years ago. Her insights were pointed as well.
She said "For many public servants, partisanship seems to have taken precedence over the motives that drew them to political involvement in the first place--to promote the public, or common, good and to improve the lives of Americans.
"Looking at the controversial, adversarial nature of politics today, we might ask who in the world would want to get involved? the partisanship, the bickering, the ridicule, and the name-calling are all legitimate reasons to think twice about jumping into the political arena. These unsavory by-products also dim our hopes of making a positive difference in our government, communities and society."
Then she quotes former US Senator John Glenn from an interview he did with Time magazine as he was leaving office about 14 years ago. He says: "I worry about the future when we have so many young people who feel apathetic and critical and cynical about anything having to do with politics. They don't want to touch it. And yet, politics is literally the personnel system for democracy. We've got the finest democracy in the world, but it;s also one of the most complicated. Not everyone needs to run for public office, but every tie someone drops our of the system it means hey in effect give their franchise to somebody else....If you say politics is so dirty you don't want anything to do with it, what you're really saying is that you don't want to get dirty from democracy."
That is exactly how I have felt about politics. Especially in the local area. Man, otherwise rational people can get more than their panties in a knot over a candidate or issue and become completely blind to any discussion or alternative thought. Then that kind of fringe belief systems drives them into mad, and even crazy, paranoid behaviors. It definitely keeps me at arm's length from it all.
Ms. Hale also mentioned a couple of things as they relate to living the Gospel and participating in the political system around us. The points she makes are not new. We've heard them from our church leaders for years too. "It is unlikely that any one party will encompass and represent all of your beliefs. You will need to select the party with which you most identify."
And then, quoting Elder Marlin K. Jensen from an 1998 Salt Lake Tribune interview, she adds " principles compatible with the gospel maybe found in the platforms of all major political parties."
Finally, she says "I believe that partisanship--in the sense that we claim a political party and work within the structure of a largely partisan system to participate in the process of government and engage in robust, civil dialogue--is compatible with the gospel of Jesus Christ.
"However, partisanship--in the sense that we demean, belittle, and separate ourselves fro those who hold differing political views ad that we place party success ahead of the common good--is not compatible with the gospel of Jesus Christ.
"Becoming more civil may require that, fro time tot time, we change the radio station or television station, broaden our daily news diet, and listen to people who may disagree with our points of view. As we work to understand other perspectives, we may just get a taste of where the other side is coming from and occasionally find common ground upon which to build."
I loved her piece. What a breath of reason to hear the ideas that we can agree to disagree, but that doesn't have to lead us to be disagreeable.
The final portion was from Senator Joseph Lieberman, US senator from Connecticut and the first Jewish person to be nominated for national office with his unsuccessful bid as Al Gore's vice presidential nominee. He spoke primarily on religion in politics and the base of value that the early Founding Fathers gave our country because of their faith.
He said "...America has been a nation that has been defined not by our borders, but by our values. One of those founding values was a belief in a higher power--a belief in God....In that way, the United State of America was and is a faith-based initiative....and the First amendment prohibits the establishment of an official religion, ensuring every American the right to worship--or not worship--as he or she chooses. The full promise of this founding vision, I believe, is one of freedom of religion, not freedom from religion."
The whole article is pretty great. If you are interested in seeing the rest of this, check the link HERE. With all this easing my current political headache, I still can't wait for Tuesday to come and go. No one person can change the country--for good or bad. But we need to look for those who we feel most likely will represent our own views and then work hard in our own community to help make that vision real.
Monday, October 29, 2012
A Sinking Feeling
My dear friend Pam called last night that the stake presidency would like to meet with us (we are all in the stake YW presidency together) this Thursday at 9 PM. Nothing was mentioned about the topic of the meeting. My first thought was we are being released. My second thought--and completely full of denial--was that there were changes that needed to be made in our Fireside scheduled for Sunday night. Denial didn't last long, before the realistic depression started to sink in last night.
The entire evening was flat--like a dead balloon. If we are released, I'm not surprised. But I am really bummed, if that is what this is about.
I've had this calling for 6 years and a few months. I was terrified when it first came to me. But I have loved it for the last four years or so. I feel like I have finally figured out a lot of stuff that took me two years to understand at the beginning. But I guess, that is the sign that we will be released. We've just started to feel competent in the last couple of years. That is about when the changes come in life, right? Just as you think you know what you're doing.
We'll see what Thursday night brings. No matter what the outcome, I know that I have loved this calling, the ladies I serve with and the YW we serve. They are wonderful--all of them. And I am better for having this opportunity to work in the YW program than I would be without it.
I'll keep you posted.
The entire evening was flat--like a dead balloon. If we are released, I'm not surprised. But I am really bummed, if that is what this is about.
I've had this calling for 6 years and a few months. I was terrified when it first came to me. But I have loved it for the last four years or so. I feel like I have finally figured out a lot of stuff that took me two years to understand at the beginning. But I guess, that is the sign that we will be released. We've just started to feel competent in the last couple of years. That is about when the changes come in life, right? Just as you think you know what you're doing.
We'll see what Thursday night brings. No matter what the outcome, I know that I have loved this calling, the ladies I serve with and the YW we serve. They are wonderful--all of them. And I am better for having this opportunity to work in the YW program than I would be without it.
I'll keep you posted.
Sunday, October 28, 2012
Saturday, October 27, 2012
THAT is What I'm Talking About...
This was welcomed news after a week of not so great news for our delightful Space Center. This notice came from the Superintendent's secretary...as close as I can get "straight from the horse's mouth".
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Alpine School District will Continue the Space Center Program
There is misinformation circulating about the closure of the
Christa McAuliffe Space Center. It is important that employees and community
members have correct, factual information about the decision. Please read the
following:
The following news release was sent on Wednesday, October 24,
2012.
News Release
The Christa McAuliffe Space Center, which has been housed in
Central Elementary School in Pleasant Grove, has been closed due to safety reasons.
The Fire Marshal closed the Space Center in early October because of electrical
problems. Alpine School District Officials notified Central Elementary School
as well as the Program Director that the Space Center would not be re-opened in
its current location. Superintendent Vern Henshaw has directed a committee to
explore options for a Space Center, which will then be presented to the ASD
Board of Education.
When the state fire marshal closed the center, district
officials hired an architectural firm to assess and provide an estimate of the
cost of repairs. The desire was to bring the center up to code if at all
possible. Sadly, the cost to correct electrical problems and address the myriad
of student safety problems was nearly $700,000. Board members and district
administrators felt it was not wise to use taxpayer money to repair an aging
facility when a new facility is in future plans.
The plan is to expand on the remarkable legacy of the Space
Center as we learn from the past and look to the future.
Victor Williamson has been the director of the Space Center
since it opened in 1990. He is serving on a committee that will explore and
present options about the future of the Space Center Program. The options will
be presented to the Superintendent and the Board of Education, who will
ultimately make the decision.
The committee will be discussing all possibilities about
both the location of the center, as well as the curriculum. There are no plans
to discontinue the use of the simulators as part of the Space Center Program.
The committee will have discussions about ways to add to the current
curriculum.
Safety of the students is a top priority in Alpine School
District. The Space Center has been a great program in our district for the
past 22 years. Board Members and district administrators are excited to
continue having an excellent space program in a safe environment for students
and faculty members.
District officials and board members have been aware of the
needs of the Space Center. The project was on the original 2011 Bond Project
proposal. Due to prioritization through public input, the final proposal did
not include the re-build of the Space Center. However, it remains a focus of
the Board of Education. Several years ago, property was purchased by ASD adjacent
to Central Elementary School as an option for a future site of the Space
Center. ASD continues to value the Space Center and the impact it has had for
several years. It is for this reason Dr. Henshaw has directed the formation of
the committee.
The following statement was released by Alpine School District
on Thursday, October 25:
“Alpine School District has every intention of preserving the
Space Center Program. There is mis-information circulating about the program’s
demise. The only change is the closing of the facility in the current location.
This decision was made because of safety reasons. District Board Members and
administrators are excited to have the 22 year program continue. This is a
great opportunity for the committee to look at the program and make it even
better.”
The
committee will be meeting on November 2. Please visit the ASD website for
updated information.
Friday, October 26, 2012
Launch Aborted?! Say It Ain't So
Our elementary school has had one really big cool thing that has set us apart from other schools for 22 year. We were the home of the Christa McAuliffe Space Education Center. My kids both volunteered there. They worked there during school (as an incentive to keep up and do well in classes). They attended space missions with parties, scouts, friends. People from across the state and even into Idaho and Wyoming knew about the Space Center. As a PTA volunteer, other PTA moms would immediately recognize our school when I 'd say "we're the ones with the Space Center" and they would invariably reply "That is the coolest place ever...my kids love that place...how lucky are you that it is in your school?!" or somethin gto that effect.
But the district announced this week the Space Center is closed. See the article from the Salt Lake Tribune HERE
What a devastating announcement. We just held our Council PTA meeting at the school this week,hours before this announcement.
I am not sure the kids have heard yet. We weren't online that evening and I woke up to a flurry of comments, posts and rallying cries online this morning. I have yet to read one things that was not positive about the center. And in the final push of an election cycle, that is welcomed news.
I'll keep you posted, but this is a really sad day for those of us who love Central, the Space Center, our town, Mr. Williamson, and all the great memories made at a very special place that, as of right now, has a very unstable future.
But the district announced this week the Space Center is closed. See the article from the Salt Lake Tribune HERE
What a devastating announcement. We just held our Council PTA meeting at the school this week,hours before this announcement.
I am not sure the kids have heard yet. We weren't online that evening and I woke up to a flurry of comments, posts and rallying cries online this morning. I have yet to read one things that was not positive about the center. And in the final push of an election cycle, that is welcomed news.
I'll keep you posted, but this is a really sad day for those of us who love Central, the Space Center, our town, Mr. Williamson, and all the great memories made at a very special place that, as of right now, has a very unstable future.
Thursday, October 25, 2012
Bad Dream or Telling Premonition?
This week I had a tremendously frightening dream/nightmare in which I was in a law office or library setting with half a dozen or so other educated women discussing the local politics swirling around us. These women were wearing dresses, pantyhose, and heels. They looked professional, albeit circa 1990. Their hair was done and they wore conservative jewelry and makeup.
I could recall a lot more detail from this dream, for whatever reason. Maybe becasue I woke fro it in such a sudden way.
The conversation of the dream was unsettling at best, but these women were sharing their ideas about the candidates running for office--not just the presidential race, but even down to our local school board race. Normally, this is a good thing, but thees women were spreading half truths and outright lies about people I either know (the school board candidate) and support. I tried, in the dream, to reason with them and tried sharing my understanding of the position each of these candidates held on public education, sex ed, and educational funding. All the things that make me crazy--one way or another--that have been in the news regularly during election cycles.
The next thing I know I went completely postal--like, I snapped and was simultaneously beating them with my fists and shooting them with guns and hacking at them with really big knives. As horrifying as that is, the really odd part is that slowly, as I was taking each of them out, each woman's face morphed into the face of a woman in my stake who is serving on one of the local School Community Councils yet disagrees with nearly everything the public schools are doing. She believes the Common Core standards are part of a federal government conspiracy theory to brainwash our children into believing President Obama's every whim. She supports every candidate I detest and I disagree with her on point after point politically. Yet, I have to deal with her on an ecclesiastical level.
Anyway, as soon as the blood and gore began I startled myself awake. A little appalled by what I just dreamed. And yet, on a more irrational level, I was strangely satisfied. That makes me a little bit scared of myself.
It also makes me wish this whole election process was long over! Now, that would be a dream.
I could recall a lot more detail from this dream, for whatever reason. Maybe becasue I woke fro it in such a sudden way.
The conversation of the dream was unsettling at best, but these women were sharing their ideas about the candidates running for office--not just the presidential race, but even down to our local school board race. Normally, this is a good thing, but thees women were spreading half truths and outright lies about people I either know (the school board candidate) and support. I tried, in the dream, to reason with them and tried sharing my understanding of the position each of these candidates held on public education, sex ed, and educational funding. All the things that make me crazy--one way or another--that have been in the news regularly during election cycles.
The next thing I know I went completely postal--like, I snapped and was simultaneously beating them with my fists and shooting them with guns and hacking at them with really big knives. As horrifying as that is, the really odd part is that slowly, as I was taking each of them out, each woman's face morphed into the face of a woman in my stake who is serving on one of the local School Community Councils yet disagrees with nearly everything the public schools are doing. She believes the Common Core standards are part of a federal government conspiracy theory to brainwash our children into believing President Obama's every whim. She supports every candidate I detest and I disagree with her on point after point politically. Yet, I have to deal with her on an ecclesiastical level.
Anyway, as soon as the blood and gore began I startled myself awake. A little appalled by what I just dreamed. And yet, on a more irrational level, I was strangely satisfied. That makes me a little bit scared of myself.
It also makes me wish this whole election process was long over! Now, that would be a dream.
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
Time IS Money, At Least For The Girl
Last night I drove to Provo with The Girl and good friend Josh for an open house event for Utah State University. The Girl has already applied for this college and has had her ACT scores sent there for abou ta year. Last night gave her the chance to talk with university "ambassadors" from the science department, housing, student life, and financial aid. She also spoke with admissions where she turned in her current transcript.
Having the transcript, her ACT scores and her online application already filed, the university was able to figure what kind of academic scholarship she'd qualify for and could even make her an offer on the spot. The offer? Full tuition for 4 years and all student fees---about $24,000.
Now this doesn't count the other scholarships she has applied for or already been awarded, not does it count the financial aid/grants she certainly qualifies for due to our family's non-income this year. Knowing this offer has been formally made now, I have a huge relief that she will be fine as far as getting into and off to school next fall.
I think she is still weighing the University of Utah, but we have yet to visit directly with one of their high school recruiters. Maybe they will make her an even better offer. Who knows? It is just good that after the year we have had some good will come of us not having an income, however small that point might be.
So an offer of $24,000 for about an hour of her time--not counting the application process and all the years of hard work she has put in to her grades, her studies and her academic plans. But still. Not a bad day at the office. Or lab, as the case may be for The Girl.
Having the transcript, her ACT scores and her online application already filed, the university was able to figure what kind of academic scholarship she'd qualify for and could even make her an offer on the spot. The offer? Full tuition for 4 years and all student fees---about $24,000.
Now this doesn't count the other scholarships she has applied for or already been awarded, not does it count the financial aid/grants she certainly qualifies for due to our family's non-income this year. Knowing this offer has been formally made now, I have a huge relief that she will be fine as far as getting into and off to school next fall.
I think she is still weighing the University of Utah, but we have yet to visit directly with one of their high school recruiters. Maybe they will make her an even better offer. Who knows? It is just good that after the year we have had some good will come of us not having an income, however small that point might be.
So an offer of $24,000 for about an hour of her time--not counting the application process and all the years of hard work she has put in to her grades, her studies and her academic plans. But still. Not a bad day at the office. Or lab, as the case may be for The Girl.
Tuesday, October 23, 2012
ReCheck Relief
Today I had a recall for further mammography views. Not my favorite way to spend the day. Actually, it was enough to make me worry since the word came that I had to go back in for another turn.
The last time I had this happen--it was at this very hospital then too--I ended with multiple MRIs and even a biopsy that ended in a benign spot that was nothing to worry about. Easy for them to say.
Today when I checked in I asked specifically if they would please give me preliminary results before I left to avert any panic that was creeping up in me again. She assured me that I wouldn't leave this time without a better idea of what is going on.
Today, the extra pictures of my boob showed that the spot in question last time was just a spot of very dense tissue--"gristle" I like to think--but after smashing it even flatter with a smaller paddle (thus squishing the are more severely, but more accurately as well) it was determined that it was just an area that looked suspicious but isn't really anything more than my gristly boob.
Nice.
At least that is a relief and I can move on with my week, and other worries.
The last time I had this happen--it was at this very hospital then too--I ended with multiple MRIs and even a biopsy that ended in a benign spot that was nothing to worry about. Easy for them to say.
Today when I checked in I asked specifically if they would please give me preliminary results before I left to avert any panic that was creeping up in me again. She assured me that I wouldn't leave this time without a better idea of what is going on.
Today, the extra pictures of my boob showed that the spot in question last time was just a spot of very dense tissue--"gristle" I like to think--but after smashing it even flatter with a smaller paddle (thus squishing the are more severely, but more accurately as well) it was determined that it was just an area that looked suspicious but isn't really anything more than my gristly boob.
Nice.
At least that is a relief and I can move on with my week, and other worries.
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