Tis the season for some truly wonderful music. I've collected a handful of some of my favorites. Of course, not all of my favorites are included and some of my preferred arrangements were unavailable, but I hope you enjoy.
I'm just leaving my blog open to listen to. : )
Merry Christmas!!!!
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
History Lesson
Here is an installment in the history of Chrystalee.
This takes place in the most recent history …
Long, long ago, … ok, maybe not so long ago … in a kingdom filled with peace and happiness … ok, maybe in a tiny town filled with cowboys and transplants … there lived a beautiful queen … ok, maybe just a mother.
Now this mother was filled with all sorts of grand ideas. They rolled around in her head nearly all the time and on occasion, she would try to implement one.
She had recently settled on a color for her humble castle after trying out 7 or 8 different colors over the course of 5 years. It turned out, the shade didn’t matter so much as the gloss content. But regardless, she’d finally found the perfect combination; paper sack in semi-gloss. It was a color that surrounded this mother with warmth like a hug from your favorite grandmother on a crisp autumn day. It brought to mind walks in a tree lined lane as the leaves are changing color, cinnamon toast on a Sunday morning and quiet evenings reading by the glow of lamplight.
This mother loved this color like no other she had tried over the years. She’d worked hard to get it perfect. She’d essentially painted the entire public portion of the castle those 7 or 8 different times over the years and she was paint pooped! But the benefits of this perfect color were more than worth the effort.
Now, as this story is about a mother, let me tell you, it didn’t get painted overnight. No indeed, for the king … I mean husband … had told her MANY years previous that he liked white walls and was therefore unwilling to participate in any painting. (Just as a side note, the king … I mean husband … had also made it clear that as far as Christmas lights were concerned, the mother would need to take care of any that went up. The mother has given many a neighbor a gasp during the late fall months as she traverses the roof to set up the festive little twinkle lights.)
No, this mother is quite busy; so the painting was done in sections over some time. The kitchen was first, but with that completed and finely (not finally … finely) decorated with money earned watching another’s little ones, it pleased the mother to an extreme. Even when the mother could not find that perfect counter print to balance out the architectural print above the large bank of cabinets, it did not discourage her. She just decided to draw her own and no one has been the wiser. Oh the joy that those cream and black accents brought to the mother were heartwarming! So heartwarming, that she knew she was on the path of perfection.
After the kitchen came the entryway and extensive hall and nook area. These area’s were much easier as there were not so many trims and appliances to be careful of, but the ceilings were very tall so it took many hours as she would paint one small section of upper wall then climb down off the ladder, move it over a couple of feet, climb back up and start all over again. Well, it took some time to recover from these two painting expeditions and the mother had a color in the family room and dining room that she also liked; Chai Spice (a warm pumpkin color). But after many months of living with the rooms this way, the mother decided that the family room needed to be the same color as the kitchen and hallways to bring a sense of continuity to the castle. (She liked the Chai Spice enough to want to keep it in the dining room as a pop of color against the Paper Sack.)
So after working MANY hours with two young men in the field, when they offered to help with the painting of the family room, she took them up on it. They were only able to spare an hour as their work is an important one and the mother could not bear to take them from it for too long, but it was enough to get a first coat on all of the lower walls in the family room. The mother completed the room that day, knowing that if she procrastinated, it would be months before she was able to complete the project. (The mother suffers from motherhood; which means that the distractions are plentiful and the needs of others are always constant so her desires are sometimes compromised for others.)
Oh, her joy was overwhelming! The castle glowed with the color and she could be found sitting after all the little princes’ and princess … I mean sons and daughter … were in bed and the lamp glow on the walls fulfilled all her warm hug desires! The wrapped up in a cozy blanket at a glowing hearth feeling was supreme happiness!
But her joy was a greedy joy. It wanted more, which leads us to the most recent history lesson.
She had decided to take the color into her bedroom also. But motherhood got in the way just after she had reached the halfway mark. (See definition of motherhood above.) And so the room sat 60% completed for a long while. But once again, those two young men rode in to save the day. (The mother is getting older by this point and is not as spry as she once was so things just take longer now.) The mother was so happy for her knights in shining armor that she gave them the task of finishing the two partial walls in the bedroom and she began in on the master bath. Those two knights did indeed finish those two walls and after only one interruption of motherhood, the master bath was completed a week later. (A family reunion, which the mother hadn’t decided to go to until two hours before getting into the carriage for the land of Colorado, put a weeks distance between the first coat in the bathroom and the second coat in the bathroom.)
This is where the moral of the story comes in …
The mother, filled with her greedy joy, was too impatient to take care of her painting tools right away and so they sat there, in the bedroom (out of the way) for a week. It wasn’t until the most recent history that she decided to move on to another of her grand ideas that the sorrowful end of this story came about.
As the mother was organizing and cleaning the bedroom, she bent over to pick up the bucket of paint and move it out of the way so that she could move the huge mirror to another wall. …
(Badness is coming. Are you ready? You should be preparing yourself for the pure horror that is about to transpire!)
Yes, you guessed it! The bucket had been tipped upside down without the mother’s knowledge and in her eagerness with the new project, she pulled up with more force than the poor bucket could withstand and it left its lid on the floor as the mother pulled the rest up.
Paint was here, paint was there, paint was everywhere! The mother was horrified and the king … I mean husband … came running at her wails of pure misery and dismay. (To give the king … I mean husband … credit, he didn’t berate the mother for her tragic mistake. He probably thought that the mother was doing a good enough job of this on her own.)
The mother was so distraught cleaning up as much paint as possible, that when she in her frustration decided to throw not only the spilled paint but also the can, roller, ladle she had been using to scoop up the paint with and the paint pan in the garbage, she inadvertently tossed them into the recycling bin before realizing her mistake. She then had to take everything out of the recycling bin, wash it out of paint and re-bag everything to place in the ever so not environmentally friendly regular garbage bin.
All of this took place as internal tears streamed down and the race against the clock before the two young knights (one is different now) came by for another discussion.
Oh how the mighty fall
when consumed with greedy delight!
(Just in case you didn’t catch it … this is the moral!)
This is surly a true story that took place in the MOST recent history of the life of Chrystalee Thompson. (No names have been changed, because let’s face it, who else could this have happened too?)
I hope you’ve enjoyed this episode.
PS – The paint stain is disheartening, and we will be living with it for a while. But maybe in time, I’ll find an arrangement of furniture that will hide it from the eyes that know not where to look. : )
This takes place in the most recent history …
Long, long ago, … ok, maybe not so long ago … in a kingdom filled with peace and happiness … ok, maybe in a tiny town filled with cowboys and transplants … there lived a beautiful queen … ok, maybe just a mother.
Now this mother was filled with all sorts of grand ideas. They rolled around in her head nearly all the time and on occasion, she would try to implement one.
She had recently settled on a color for her humble castle after trying out 7 or 8 different colors over the course of 5 years. It turned out, the shade didn’t matter so much as the gloss content. But regardless, she’d finally found the perfect combination; paper sack in semi-gloss. It was a color that surrounded this mother with warmth like a hug from your favorite grandmother on a crisp autumn day. It brought to mind walks in a tree lined lane as the leaves are changing color, cinnamon toast on a Sunday morning and quiet evenings reading by the glow of lamplight.
This mother loved this color like no other she had tried over the years. She’d worked hard to get it perfect. She’d essentially painted the entire public portion of the castle those 7 or 8 different times over the years and she was paint pooped! But the benefits of this perfect color were more than worth the effort.
Now, as this story is about a mother, let me tell you, it didn’t get painted overnight. No indeed, for the king … I mean husband … had told her MANY years previous that he liked white walls and was therefore unwilling to participate in any painting. (Just as a side note, the king … I mean husband … had also made it clear that as far as Christmas lights were concerned, the mother would need to take care of any that went up. The mother has given many a neighbor a gasp during the late fall months as she traverses the roof to set up the festive little twinkle lights.)
No, this mother is quite busy; so the painting was done in sections over some time. The kitchen was first, but with that completed and finely (not finally … finely) decorated with money earned watching another’s little ones, it pleased the mother to an extreme. Even when the mother could not find that perfect counter print to balance out the architectural print above the large bank of cabinets, it did not discourage her. She just decided to draw her own and no one has been the wiser. Oh the joy that those cream and black accents brought to the mother were heartwarming! So heartwarming, that she knew she was on the path of perfection.
After the kitchen came the entryway and extensive hall and nook area. These area’s were much easier as there were not so many trims and appliances to be careful of, but the ceilings were very tall so it took many hours as she would paint one small section of upper wall then climb down off the ladder, move it over a couple of feet, climb back up and start all over again. Well, it took some time to recover from these two painting expeditions and the mother had a color in the family room and dining room that she also liked; Chai Spice (a warm pumpkin color). But after many months of living with the rooms this way, the mother decided that the family room needed to be the same color as the kitchen and hallways to bring a sense of continuity to the castle. (She liked the Chai Spice enough to want to keep it in the dining room as a pop of color against the Paper Sack.)
So after working MANY hours with two young men in the field, when they offered to help with the painting of the family room, she took them up on it. They were only able to spare an hour as their work is an important one and the mother could not bear to take them from it for too long, but it was enough to get a first coat on all of the lower walls in the family room. The mother completed the room that day, knowing that if she procrastinated, it would be months before she was able to complete the project. (The mother suffers from motherhood; which means that the distractions are plentiful and the needs of others are always constant so her desires are sometimes compromised for others.)
Oh, her joy was overwhelming! The castle glowed with the color and she could be found sitting after all the little princes’ and princess … I mean sons and daughter … were in bed and the lamp glow on the walls fulfilled all her warm hug desires! The wrapped up in a cozy blanket at a glowing hearth feeling was supreme happiness!
But her joy was a greedy joy. It wanted more, which leads us to the most recent history lesson.
She had decided to take the color into her bedroom also. But motherhood got in the way just after she had reached the halfway mark. (See definition of motherhood above.) And so the room sat 60% completed for a long while. But once again, those two young men rode in to save the day. (The mother is getting older by this point and is not as spry as she once was so things just take longer now.) The mother was so happy for her knights in shining armor that she gave them the task of finishing the two partial walls in the bedroom and she began in on the master bath. Those two knights did indeed finish those two walls and after only one interruption of motherhood, the master bath was completed a week later. (A family reunion, which the mother hadn’t decided to go to until two hours before getting into the carriage for the land of Colorado, put a weeks distance between the first coat in the bathroom and the second coat in the bathroom.)
This is where the moral of the story comes in …
The mother, filled with her greedy joy, was too impatient to take care of her painting tools right away and so they sat there, in the bedroom (out of the way) for a week. It wasn’t until the most recent history that she decided to move on to another of her grand ideas that the sorrowful end of this story came about.
As the mother was organizing and cleaning the bedroom, she bent over to pick up the bucket of paint and move it out of the way so that she could move the huge mirror to another wall. …
(Badness is coming. Are you ready? You should be preparing yourself for the pure horror that is about to transpire!)
Yes, you guessed it! The bucket had been tipped upside down without the mother’s knowledge and in her eagerness with the new project, she pulled up with more force than the poor bucket could withstand and it left its lid on the floor as the mother pulled the rest up.
Paint was here, paint was there, paint was everywhere! The mother was horrified and the king … I mean husband … came running at her wails of pure misery and dismay. (To give the king … I mean husband … credit, he didn’t berate the mother for her tragic mistake. He probably thought that the mother was doing a good enough job of this on her own.)
The mother was so distraught cleaning up as much paint as possible, that when she in her frustration decided to throw not only the spilled paint but also the can, roller, ladle she had been using to scoop up the paint with and the paint pan in the garbage, she inadvertently tossed them into the recycling bin before realizing her mistake. She then had to take everything out of the recycling bin, wash it out of paint and re-bag everything to place in the ever so not environmentally friendly regular garbage bin.
All of this took place as internal tears streamed down and the race against the clock before the two young knights (one is different now) came by for another discussion.
Oh how the mighty fall
when consumed with greedy delight!
(Just in case you didn’t catch it … this is the moral!)
This is surly a true story that took place in the MOST recent history of the life of Chrystalee Thompson. (No names have been changed, because let’s face it, who else could this have happened too?)
I hope you’ve enjoyed this episode.
PS – The paint stain is disheartening, and we will be living with it for a while. But maybe in time, I’ll find an arrangement of furniture that will hide it from the eyes that know not where to look. : )
Friday, June 5, 2009
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
My Nephew
So my nearest sister has just had her first baby. YEAH!!!! Treyton, aka: Trey, came 3 1/2 weeks early but he is doing well.
In Annedria's words:
Annedria labored for 9 hours after her water broke last night and this morning. Scott (hubby) was the one to catch and pull Trey out. He has dark hair, good color and came out crying. : ) They think he looks like Scott - which is a good thing as he is a boy.
She labored at home with two mid-wives. After Trey was born, they went to the hospital because he was grunting but all seems to be fine.
Trey weighs 5 lbs and 14 oz and measures 18 inches long.
WAY TO GO!!!!!!
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Scrapbook Wednesday
Here was last nights scrapbook attempt.
Just for your information ... anyone is welcome to join us every other Wednesday night for some scrapbooking fun. We meet from 8pm till whenever. You can come to my house and walk across the street with me, or just go straight to 425 Dartmoor.
PS - The poem reads:
Ladybug all dressed in red,
Waltzing thru the flower bed!
A speckled spectacle of spring,
A fashion statement on the wing.
The sunflowers are raised as well as all the leaves; there are rhinestones in the center of each flower; that really is a baby clothes hanger holding the date.
This layout was much less stressful than the one two weeks ago. I'm determined to do a spread on Landon next time. : )
Just for your information ... anyone is welcome to join us every other Wednesday night for some scrapbooking fun. We meet from 8pm till whenever. You can come to my house and walk across the street with me, or just go straight to 425 Dartmoor.
PS - The poem reads:
Ladybug all dressed in red,
Waltzing thru the flower bed!
A speckled spectacle of spring,
A fashion statement on the wing.
The sunflowers are raised as well as all the leaves; there are rhinestones in the center of each flower; that really is a baby clothes hanger holding the date.
This layout was much less stressful than the one two weeks ago. I'm determined to do a spread on Landon next time. : )
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Butterflies
Ryleigh and I were walking home from the park yesterday when we came across a dead butterfly. I pointed it out to her and said, "Isn't it pretty?"
She immediately said, "Yes!" Then bent down with the obvious intention to touch it. I quickly said, "Don't touch it! It's dirty!"
At which point she said, "I must see 'im wif my finger."
I love the way little ones speak to convey their idea's!!!
Saturday, May 23, 2009
All You Photo Bugs, Help Me Out! PLEASE!!!
So I've been working on the ward newsletter (which I love doing even if people don't get me their info until the VERY LAST MINUTE!) and I'd like to include a few photo's of ward activities. The bishop sent me a handful and I'm using one of them for the June newsletter, but I'd like a better selection of pics for one or two more photo opportunities.
So all you out there with fantastic photos that you're keeping all to your lonesome, send me a few of your best and let me see if I can put in one or two of them for the ward newsletter.
Thanks!!!! (candsthompson@gmail.com)
(This is the picture I'm using from the bishop.)
So all you out there with fantastic photos that you're keeping all to your lonesome, send me a few of your best and let me see if I can put in one or two of them for the ward newsletter.
Thanks!!!! (candsthompson@gmail.com)
(This is the picture I'm using from the bishop.)
Monday, May 18, 2009
Scrapbook Victory
I'm just not patient enough to do a good job of scrapbooking, but a good friend asked me to motivate her by scrapbooking with her every other Wednesday, and I love her so I said yes.
You can stop laughing now, mom!
Anyway, after stressing for three days on a possible layout and going nearly into hysterics trying to decide which photo to use, (I'm already starting to feel the panic flutters in my heart for the next scrapbooking date) and changing my mind several times on possibilities ...
This is what I ended up with.
I LOVE my siblings!!! They are ALMOST as crazy as me! : )
PS - The quote on the top right hand is from Erma Bombeck ...
"The family. We were a strange little band of characters trudging through life sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another's desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms, inflicting pain and kissing to heal it in the same instant, loving, laughing, defending, and trying to figure out the common thread that bound us all together."
If my mother were dead, she'd be rolling in her grave!
So Saturday was the BIG day. Landon has embraced the "Chore Incentive" plan with vigor. He earned $3.75 and received his earnings Saturday afternoon. This money combined with what's left over from his birthday sent him to the store for some hard earned, frenzied fun. (All of this took place after we deducted 10% for tithing and 15% for savings.)
The toy's in question, the ones Landon had been dreaming of all week ... were gone! No square or triangle Bakugun balls anywhere within not just one Walmart, but two different Walmart's!
SO ... MUCH ... DISAPPOINTMENT ... HARDLY ... CAN ... BELIEVE ... IT ... CAN'T ... BREATHE ... MUST ... GET ... HELP!!!!
Maybe that's just slightly an exaggeration ... MAYBE!
...
Disappointment's over. Time to figure out another way to spend the money burning a hole in his pocket.
(Here is where mom would be turning in her grave! I think an alien is living in my body and in control of my limbs and mind during moments like the following!)
He bought a Colt 1911 6" Target model Softair Spring Powered Laser Sight Airsoft Gun. The mag holds 12 BB's, it has a velocity of 210 Fps and a range of 22 Yds with an accuracy of 18/25 (whatever that means?!?!?).
Believe me, I grilled the associate about the safety (it does have a safety on the handle of the gun) and if there was ANY way for Landon to hurt anyone with it. As long as he only uses plastic BB's, (duh!!!!) and doesn't hit someones eye, he can't really hurt anyone.
So we had a VERY serious conversation on gun safety and how he is never to aim at anyone, or any animal (especially bears!). Should mom ever find out that he has, the gun will be taken away and never returned.
So the especially funny part is, ... we are all enjoying target shooting in the backyard and the wasp's trying to build a nest in the corner of the roof will probably be moving somewhere else shortly. Also, Landon isn't strong enough yet to pull the barrel back to load the BB into the barrel. He has to come to me to do that each time he wants to shoot.Are you laughing yet, mom?
Landon is already counting down the days until his next payday to purchase more "bullets".
PS - Notice how it looks more like a water gun than a real weapon ... granted it's quite a bit heavier than a water gun and I don't know of any water gun that has a laser sight on it. : )
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
I love Janette!
I love Janette for so many reason's. I thought I'd list just a few ...1. I love her for our laughing at BIG shadows (this is going to sustain me for a really long time)
2. I love her for not making me feel like a freak even when I know I am
3. I love her for being willing to talk with me when even I get tired of hearing from me
4. I love her for her blog. I've never read anyone who writes just as she talks. I laugh every time
5. I love her because I feel like I can tell her anything and it's safe
I love Janette!
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Free Car Friday, continued ...
So I've been asked multiple times about the turn out for "Free Car Fridays". Of course it fluctuates each week, but in general, there is probably around 200 applicants each week.
You know what is funny, even when we don't win (which we never have yet), you still feel like you've won! Everyone is happy and chatty and it feels just like a big, happy party. It's a good way to spend an evening.
Did I mention that the food (hot dogs, soda, last week Baskin Robbins was handing out ice-cream) and the music and people are FREE?
You know what is funny, even when we don't win (which we never have yet), you still feel like you've won! Everyone is happy and chatty and it feels just like a big, happy party. It's a good way to spend an evening.
Did I mention that the food (hot dogs, soda, last week Baskin Robbins was handing out ice-cream) and the music and people are FREE?
Bragging Rights ...
So I want to take just a moment and brag a little bit about one of my little bits.
Landon is in kindergarten. He doesn't get as much attention right now as his other siblings, mainly because Colbey is a teenager and we're dealing with all the angst that accompany that time of life, and Ryleigh is potty training.
Well, two weeks ago, he brought home his report card (which was stellar by the way) and a certificate informing us that he had made it on the Honor Roll. I was shocked!!! I remember sitting on the couch looking at him thinking, "Is this going to be my genius child?" I couldn't believe it and am SO proud of Landon.
Then to top it off, he brought his behavior chart home at the end of April with absolutely NO MARKS on it! He didn't have a single incident for the entire month and if you know Landon with all of his energy, that is not just a minor miracle, but a gargantuan miracle!
He is this weeks "Star Student" in his class.
GO LANDON!!! My little miracle worker!
Landon is in kindergarten. He doesn't get as much attention right now as his other siblings, mainly because Colbey is a teenager and we're dealing with all the angst that accompany that time of life, and Ryleigh is potty training.
Well, two weeks ago, he brought home his report card (which was stellar by the way) and a certificate informing us that he had made it on the Honor Roll. I was shocked!!! I remember sitting on the couch looking at him thinking, "Is this going to be my genius child?" I couldn't believe it and am SO proud of Landon.
Then to top it off, he brought his behavior chart home at the end of April with absolutely NO MARKS on it! He didn't have a single incident for the entire month and if you know Landon with all of his energy, that is not just a minor miracle, but a gargantuan miracle!
He is this weeks "Star Student" in his class.
GO LANDON!!! My little miracle worker!
Friday, May 1, 2009
Free Car Friday
So I don't really want to list this posting, but maybe I'll be blessed by sharing this with others?!?!?
Nissan of McKinney has been doing Free Car Friday for the past 4 weeks. Scott and I make it our weekly date because, hello, it's free.
You show up between 6pm and 7:59pm to enter your name into the drawing and wait around. You get tickets for free hot dogs and soda and then chill. Every so often they draw a name out for a gift certificate and it feels just like a block party. Everyone is happy and excited. It's great people watching too.
Scott and I bring our camping chairs and play cards while we wait.
So tonight is our date, and maybe we'll see you there for your date night with your other half. Someone is going to win a free car, it might as well be me!
Money, money, money ... I want the pie in the sky ... (think 80's song)
Nissan of McKinney is on the corner of 75 and 121. : )
Nissan of McKinney has been doing Free Car Friday for the past 4 weeks. Scott and I make it our weekly date because, hello, it's free.
You show up between 6pm and 7:59pm to enter your name into the drawing and wait around. You get tickets for free hot dogs and soda and then chill. Every so often they draw a name out for a gift certificate and it feels just like a block party. Everyone is happy and excited. It's great people watching too.
Scott and I bring our camping chairs and play cards while we wait.
So tonight is our date, and maybe we'll see you there for your date night with your other half. Someone is going to win a free car, it might as well be me!
Money, money, money ... I want the pie in the sky ... (think 80's song)
Nissan of McKinney is on the corner of 75 and 121. : )
Monday, April 27, 2009
The Confessional
There have been times in my life that I've been exposed to more information about individuals that I felt I should have been or wanted to be. I grieved when it wasn't my grief and judged when I didn't have any right to judge. That being said, I am now warning you that this will be very personal information about me and if you feel so inclined not to be burdened with my admissions, leave now ... or forever hold your peace. : )
This past weekend was orchestrated just for me. I was in a situation Saturday morning to have an unexpected counselling session that although I didn't necessarily agree with everything said (when have I ever totally agreed with anyone????), it did indeed prick my mind and heart.
Then Saturday afternoon, I was confronted with another situation that again pricked my mind and heart.
That evening, Scott and I had a very open conversation about some of my feelings that I had been covering for too long.
Then a bomb was laid in my lap Sunday morning during our Special Conference. My mind and heart that had felt the prickling of the past 24 hours finally burst and the words spoken by a general authority were spoken to enter into my heart and heal and institute change within myself.
I've been welling up all weekend and continue to well today. (What a sap! ) : )
Several truths have been finally exposed to my reluctant brain. I am not the wife I imagine I am. I am not the mother I view myself as. I am not the daughter or sister or friend that I've imagined I was for so long. I have had such a huge understanding (obviously not a perfect, but definitely a very strong understanding) of the Saviors love for me and have never doubted that one day I would be back with Him and my Heavenly Father that I got caught up in the "Big Picture" and ignored the steps to live a path that the Lord would be most pleased with.
I'm getting bogged down with trying to walk on egg shells so I'm going to stop and just say what I'm trying to say.
I've been blessed with a deep knowledge of many things spiritual. I feel that a good portion of that is a gift from God specifically for me because of the many trials He knew I would go through in this life and the rest was taught to me through my parents. I find the spiritual side in nearly everything I see, do and read. That's just how my brain works and regardless of the intent of the person or things that are happening and the expectation they have, it all boils down to spiritual knowledge to me. I am grateful for this quirk of my brain and honestly feel bad for those that don't view life the same way as I do. I can't tell you how many times people have said, "Really? I didn't see that at all!" when talking about a truth I gleaned from some random thing.
Anyway,I'm also extremely stubborn. I decide on a plan and follow through because I've already decided it's the best course of action. I generally don't bother asking Heavenly Father if this is His will because it makes sense to me. (I said I was stubborn, not smart! Don't be judging me just yet! : ))I've been content with my lot and the rough road that I've been traveling because that's just what this life is about, right? WRONG!
After this past weekend, and then beginning to read Dave Ramsey's book "The Total Money Makeover" last night (Sorry Janie it's taken me so long to get to it, but now I'm devouring it!)I see that I've been bringing a good portion of the "rough road" on myself. This is not God's plan. Yes, we are here to learn and grow, but He doesn't wish to cause us the ultimate pain for the ultimate gain. If we can learn with little pain, all the better and it's up to us to make the decision which way we are going to learn ourselves.
We've been living with debt for so long, and although the debt is less than some, it is definitely more than other's and in my mind, excruciatingly crippling. I didn't think there was a way out of it and it was just part of our life. A trial we were meant to go through. I have been SO WRONG!
I'm angry with the collective body of the population for not teaching me otherwise and even more angry with myself for not working at figuring out that this was a huge lie that I could disprove and live a life so much better than I ever imagined possible in this existence. So much time has been wasted!
Just this past month I was speaking with some church friends (people who are not saddled with my same money issues at this time) and said that I was OK being poor. What an idiot I have been. When is it ever right to be OK with mediocrity?!?!? That is by far the most gleeful moment Satan has had with me in ages and I didn't even realize it. How sneaky and insidious; that old serpent had entered my soul. How grateful I am to finally see his downward pulling fingers!
When the church has counselled that we be out of debt, I always thought that was a dream that could only come through some dead rich relative, a stroke of extreme dumb luck or some lottery jackpot (which we don't play). I couldn't see how we could do that on our own. I have been left without the knowledge of how to help myself as so many other people find themselves. But there is a way. A Christ-like way that is available to everyone regardless of their race or creed, financial situation or religious background.
I CAN NOT ADEQUATELY EXPRESS HOW MUCH THIS NEW KNOWLEDGE IS CHANGING ME IN LESS THAN 24 HOURS!!! When it comes to money matters, PLEASE, please, please, check out this man's work. DAVE RAMSEY - He's not of my religion but truth is truth, no matter where it comes from.
As far as the other truths brought to me this weekend, I have the knowledge and the change is being worked out. I will become the wife I dream of being and the mother my children deserve. I will live to my full potential for my earthly family and friends and for my heavenly family. I have a clearer picture now and that knowledge is power.
I will never be able to thank the Savior enough for the healing power of the atonement. For the ability He has provided for me to forgive when I couldn't imagine being able to forgive. For the forgiveness He offers me when I couldn't imagine being forgiven.
This has been a weekend of intense pain and growth and joy but a weekend I wouldn't want to have missed!
This past weekend was orchestrated just for me. I was in a situation Saturday morning to have an unexpected counselling session that although I didn't necessarily agree with everything said (when have I ever totally agreed with anyone????), it did indeed prick my mind and heart.
Then Saturday afternoon, I was confronted with another situation that again pricked my mind and heart.
That evening, Scott and I had a very open conversation about some of my feelings that I had been covering for too long.
Then a bomb was laid in my lap Sunday morning during our Special Conference. My mind and heart that had felt the prickling of the past 24 hours finally burst and the words spoken by a general authority were spoken to enter into my heart and heal and institute change within myself.
I've been welling up all weekend and continue to well today. (What a sap! ) : )
Several truths have been finally exposed to my reluctant brain. I am not the wife I imagine I am. I am not the mother I view myself as. I am not the daughter or sister or friend that I've imagined I was for so long. I have had such a huge understanding (obviously not a perfect, but definitely a very strong understanding) of the Saviors love for me and have never doubted that one day I would be back with Him and my Heavenly Father that I got caught up in the "Big Picture" and ignored the steps to live a path that the Lord would be most pleased with.
I'm getting bogged down with trying to walk on egg shells so I'm going to stop and just say what I'm trying to say.
I've been blessed with a deep knowledge of many things spiritual. I feel that a good portion of that is a gift from God specifically for me because of the many trials He knew I would go through in this life and the rest was taught to me through my parents. I find the spiritual side in nearly everything I see, do and read. That's just how my brain works and regardless of the intent of the person or things that are happening and the expectation they have, it all boils down to spiritual knowledge to me. I am grateful for this quirk of my brain and honestly feel bad for those that don't view life the same way as I do. I can't tell you how many times people have said, "Really? I didn't see that at all!" when talking about a truth I gleaned from some random thing.
Anyway,I'm also extremely stubborn. I decide on a plan and follow through because I've already decided it's the best course of action. I generally don't bother asking Heavenly Father if this is His will because it makes sense to me. (I said I was stubborn, not smart! Don't be judging me just yet! : ))I've been content with my lot and the rough road that I've been traveling because that's just what this life is about, right? WRONG!
After this past weekend, and then beginning to read Dave Ramsey's book "The Total Money Makeover" last night (Sorry Janie it's taken me so long to get to it, but now I'm devouring it!)I see that I've been bringing a good portion of the "rough road" on myself. This is not God's plan. Yes, we are here to learn and grow, but He doesn't wish to cause us the ultimate pain for the ultimate gain. If we can learn with little pain, all the better and it's up to us to make the decision which way we are going to learn ourselves.
We've been living with debt for so long, and although the debt is less than some, it is definitely more than other's and in my mind, excruciatingly crippling. I didn't think there was a way out of it and it was just part of our life. A trial we were meant to go through. I have been SO WRONG!
I'm angry with the collective body of the population for not teaching me otherwise and even more angry with myself for not working at figuring out that this was a huge lie that I could disprove and live a life so much better than I ever imagined possible in this existence. So much time has been wasted!
Just this past month I was speaking with some church friends (people who are not saddled with my same money issues at this time) and said that I was OK being poor. What an idiot I have been. When is it ever right to be OK with mediocrity?!?!? That is by far the most gleeful moment Satan has had with me in ages and I didn't even realize it. How sneaky and insidious; that old serpent had entered my soul. How grateful I am to finally see his downward pulling fingers!
When the church has counselled that we be out of debt, I always thought that was a dream that could only come through some dead rich relative, a stroke of extreme dumb luck or some lottery jackpot (which we don't play). I couldn't see how we could do that on our own. I have been left without the knowledge of how to help myself as so many other people find themselves. But there is a way. A Christ-like way that is available to everyone regardless of their race or creed, financial situation or religious background.
I CAN NOT ADEQUATELY EXPRESS HOW MUCH THIS NEW KNOWLEDGE IS CHANGING ME IN LESS THAN 24 HOURS!!! When it comes to money matters, PLEASE, please, please, check out this man's work. DAVE RAMSEY - He's not of my religion but truth is truth, no matter where it comes from.
As far as the other truths brought to me this weekend, I have the knowledge and the change is being worked out. I will become the wife I dream of being and the mother my children deserve. I will live to my full potential for my earthly family and friends and for my heavenly family. I have a clearer picture now and that knowledge is power.
I will never be able to thank the Savior enough for the healing power of the atonement. For the ability He has provided for me to forgive when I couldn't imagine being able to forgive. For the forgiveness He offers me when I couldn't imagine being forgiven.
This has been a weekend of intense pain and growth and joy but a weekend I wouldn't want to have missed!
Friday, April 24, 2009
I Really Like Him ...
So we've been receiving a lot of emails about the "End of the World" and the preparations that need to take place to be prepared. I'm taking those suggestions seriously and figure, even if it isn't the "End of the World" that's imminent, it's better to be prepared than caught with my pants down.
As such, we've been working very hard on collecting a year's supply of "every needful thing". I've taught myself how to make bread and am very happy to announce that we have not bought store bread in over two months. Not only that, but my family is now completely wheat tolerant, which if this is a foreign term to you, means that we've built up the internal systems to handle pure wheat in their diets. You must start out with small amounts of wheat and build up to greater amounts gradually. The young and old are susceptible to death if given too much wheat too quickly. The rest of us in the middle just end up on the "porcelain god" for a good while.
Anyway, I've also been getting links to video's about the words of the prophets with regards to this type of preparation. My favorites are by DavidKat99. His video's are touching and profound. The music is amazing and the artistry is amazing. Here is the most recent video I've received ...
Of course, you can always take a look at all of his amazing video's on You Tube.
As such, we've been working very hard on collecting a year's supply of "every needful thing". I've taught myself how to make bread and am very happy to announce that we have not bought store bread in over two months. Not only that, but my family is now completely wheat tolerant, which if this is a foreign term to you, means that we've built up the internal systems to handle pure wheat in their diets. You must start out with small amounts of wheat and build up to greater amounts gradually. The young and old are susceptible to death if given too much wheat too quickly. The rest of us in the middle just end up on the "porcelain god" for a good while.
Anyway, I've also been getting links to video's about the words of the prophets with regards to this type of preparation. My favorites are by DavidKat99. His video's are touching and profound. The music is amazing and the artistry is amazing. Here is the most recent video I've received ...
Of course, you can always take a look at all of his amazing video's on You Tube.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Vocapeople
So Ryleigh and I have listened to this three times in the last 15 minutes. We both love it!
Be sure to turn the volume down on the blog music or just pause it. ENJOY!!!
Be sure to turn the volume down on the blog music or just pause it. ENJOY!!!
Thursday, April 16, 2009
I asked and it came ...
Thank you to all my family and friends who guided me through the technical waters of "blogdom"! And thank you to those who offered consolation when they couldn't help me with the "higher echelons of geekdom".
I love you all!!!
Needing Some Help ...
How do I get my "Friends" blog updated titles on the right hand side of the page? It would be SO much more convenient than just clicking on EVERYONE to see who has updated their blog!!!
I'm looking for some TIME SAVERS!!!!
I'm looking for some TIME SAVERS!!!!
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Been A While
Yes, I know ... I've been slacking in the update arena, but that doesn't necessarily mean I've just been slacking! O.K., so it does mean I have been wanting to slack off but the world hasn't seen fit to grant me the time to do so. Oh, so cruel!
Easter was wonderful! It was nice and quiet this year and we had the most beautiful eggs ever! I finally read the directions on the dye package and realized that to get the vibrant egg colors, I should be dipping them into vinegar instead of water. We dipped 24 eggs in 12 different colors and they turned out gorgeous!!! Landon found 15 of the eggs on Sunday morning, Ryleigh found 6 and Colbey dragged himself out of bed long enough to find 3. (I think he thinks he's too old for such childish revelry.) Dinner was fantastic and I even was able to get out of a good portion of the clean-up. Thank you Scott!
I did kidnap my sister's blog because she has been sooooo terribly boring and even more slacking than me, and strangely, I find it more fun to update hers than my own. I must lead a boring life. That's not really true, I've just been leading a crazy busy life and not really wanted to talk about the "fun things" I've been blessed to deal with recently.
In short, the boys will be staying home next year and we will home school, again. Colbey spent a good portion of 5th grade at home so this is old hat for him. Of course, having an 8th grader AND a 1st grader together is sending shivers of pure panic down my spine, but I figure if I prepare for the absolute worst, things will go well. Cross your fingers!!
Easter was wonderful! It was nice and quiet this year and we had the most beautiful eggs ever! I finally read the directions on the dye package and realized that to get the vibrant egg colors, I should be dipping them into vinegar instead of water. We dipped 24 eggs in 12 different colors and they turned out gorgeous!!! Landon found 15 of the eggs on Sunday morning, Ryleigh found 6 and Colbey dragged himself out of bed long enough to find 3. (I think he thinks he's too old for such childish revelry.) Dinner was fantastic and I even was able to get out of a good portion of the clean-up. Thank you Scott!
In more current news, I've pinched a nerve in my back while I was at the gym yesterday. Dang those twist crunches!!! Give me nice heavy weights any day, but leave the twisting to someone else! : )
Otherwise, all is the same here on the home front. Scott is still gainfully employed which is a wonderful thing (even if he hates his job) in the current economy. Of course, they can't afford to fire him as he is only one of three in the US, and does more than the other two, maybe even combined. Several companies have asked that he be "Theirs" and that makes Scott feel good. Thank you to Burger King, Glaxo-Smith-Kline (or however you spell that) and several other smaller companies for loving my guy almost as much as I love him. If you'd like to love him more, stop being idiots and hire technically advanced employee's that will cause Scott less headaches! Just a suggestion. : )
I am busy with Ryleigh during the day and the house, the boys (oh, those boys) in the afternoons, and all the activities that accompany the three, and just rarely, I get some moments in for myself. : )
Colbey has finally brought his saxophone home and I'm excited to start playing duets with him. Landon has completed his Kindergarten Musical, which believe me, I was just as happy for it to be over as he was! Amazing what parents will clap for!!!
Landon and Ryleigh have built a castle in the backyard and can be found playing in it nearly everyday! Ryleigh is now in the process of building herself a throne. She feels it's only right since she is the "Princess". It really is pretty cool. They built it out of bricks, wood and these giant blocks. Every now and then, they use the hammock as a roof or flag. I love how creative they get! (The below picture is what they are going for.)
Scott fixed my bird feeder that the wind tried to spirit away and this morning was it's maiden voyage into the backyard in over a week. YEAH! Ryleigh and I both love to see the birds and recently have been excited to see rabbits in the backyard also. Some may say they are pests, but we don't have a garden, so for us, they are just cute, cuddly bunnies that are spending some morning moments with us. We love them!
I'm off to clean the bomb site Ryleigh calls a room and then more rest for this decrepit back. Oh, how I hate aging!!! : )
PS - We love the book "Monster Mischief" from the library and my weekly bread making is at total wheat flour now. I know, totally geeky to be excited about a children's book (although it really is great) and bread, but I am. What can I say, deep down, I'm a geek! : )
We are also loving the show "Castle". But then, we've always loved anything he's been in. Of course, if I were kind and thoughtful, I'd tell you his name, but I don't know it off the top of my head. We still love him, though!!! Thank you Fox for having the episodes online!
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Pay It Forward
The first 3 people to leave a comment on this post will receive a hand made gift from me during this year. When and what it will be is a surprise. There's a small catch though...You must post this same thing on your own blog and then come back and leave a comment telling me you're in. Fun, huh? Remember, only the first 3 comments receive the gift! For those who "win" my hand made gift...
1- I make no guarantees that you will like what I make!
2- What I create will be just for you.
3- It'll be done this year.
4- You have no clue what it's going to be (I don't yet either).
5- You are not allowed to judge me for my "hand made" skills ;).
1- I make no guarantees that you will like what I make!
2- What I create will be just for you.
3- It'll be done this year.
4- You have no clue what it's going to be (I don't yet either).
5- You are not allowed to judge me for my "hand made" skills ;).
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
From my kitchen to your screen ...
I'm tired of being sick and feel like even though I don't necessarily want to die anymore, the discomfort doesn't seem to be abating. So time to kick it up and into gear and let my body know who's in charge.
So .... voila!
Made fresh this morning. Ummm, ummm good!
So .... voila!
Made fresh this morning. Ummm, ummm good!
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Mean Kitty Song
So the kids are in love with this video and frankly, I like it too. Enjoy.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qit3ALTelOo
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qit3ALTelOo
A Very Merry Unbirthday, To You!
Ryleigh is in love with birthday cakes and blowing out candles. To illustrate, she insisted that we make a carrot cake last week. Thinking that I could kill two birds with one stone, I agreed thinking I would pour half the batter into one cake pan and the rest in another (that way the family would have a cake and I could take the second to the RS activity that night). Then, she insisted that we use PINK frosting. Who has pink frosting laying around?!?!? Sadly, I do. I'm such a girl! But I didn't have enough pink frosting to make a beautiful job of the cake so I ended up using both cakes with the pink frosting in between the two layers and green frosting over the whole thing. Ryleigh was so excited about the pastel confection!!! Before we could have a taste test, she needed to blow out the candle (you can't tell, but the candle is pink). So this is the picture of a very merry unbirthday cake that Ryleigh shared with her brothers and parents. She's so generous!
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Call Me Martha ...
I did it! I ground my own wheat flour and baked three loaves of bread yesterday. My first experience into baking bread ever. And here's the best part ... they taste great!!! 
Saturday, February 14, 2009
And Life Goes On ...
It's been a while since my last entry and yet I find myself struggling to think of something of interest to write about. I have been busy. VERY busy, but busy in a way that most would find boring.
So I've been working on our year supply. Strangely, I am having a ball doing it.
I just ordered powdered eggs yesterday and the excitement I felt was ridiculous! My 11qt dutch oven came in the mail yesterday and my powdered cheese, butter and sour cream came the day before. The hand grain grinder is being shipped as well as ... (this just tickles my funny bone, and is a gift from mom) ... a portable toilet. Yes, you read that right.
I'm feeling a little less organized when it comes to a few other projects Scott and I are in the process of completing. Texas is a community property state and as such, it is imperative that we have a will (which we don't). So finding an affordable and state approved Last Will and Testament has become one of my searches. Why does Texas have to be so complicated?!?!?
We are also in the process of doing some serious editing of our possessions. During our last move, we had some friends helping us load up the moving truck and one of the comments was about how we had too much stuff. That is sooooo true!!! I look around the house and think about how much easier it would be to keep clean without all this superfluous stuff hanging around. So my closet has been purged this week and I will be posting a ton of stuff on ebay hopefully today.
We have two dining room sets and we only need one. We have two living room sets and we only need one. We have desks and beds and chairs and so much else that we just plain DON'T NEED! I have two piano's! Who has two pianos?!?!? That's crazy!!! Amazing how this "stuff" accumulates over time. I can't tell you how many bedding sets and blankets I have that have never even been taken out of the package. I find them for such good prices and think that I may use it someday and so buy them. Well, I've had enough!
So literally, I've been super busy ... but with what would only be considered boring, Boring, BORING activities. Hence the lack of updated posts.
But here's some fun news ... my sister found out she is having a boy (this is their first), my other one is happy living a double life in New York and I may have a temporary babysitting job starting in March and ending somewhere in the June through August months. Woohoo, more money to supplement my year supply fun! : )
I've just read another author that's lots of fun by the name of Gabriella Herkert. Her books are fun and fast in the mystery genre. Strangely, it's considered a "Cozy Mystery" which means limited language, no graphic love scenes so these can actually be on the book shelf even with kids in the house. I LOVE it!!! They were real fun to read.
I've also found the I'm-an-idiot-and-need-a-step-by-step-guide-to-year-supply-management book called Cookin' with Food Storage by Peggy Layton. I love this woman!!! The Lord put her on earth just for me and my supremely anal need to have everything set out in straight and orderly fashion. : )
And one last one. I've gotten the book by Joey Green called Amazing Kitchen Cures that is fabulous. I've been pouring over this for the last two days and find myself alternately amazed at what I have that can help in almost instance that grandma probably already knew but whose knowledge was never passed down to me and laughing at some of the trivia and historical information included about each topic. It's been a family-funny-insight-moment-provider for the last two days. We've all found something funny or interesting or even amazingly disgusting to tickle our brains in it.
Maybe something spectacular will happen soon and I'll have more to entertain you with instead of our boring busyness. Ta ta for now, as Tigger is prone to say. : )
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
I'm Back!
So the sweet siren call of the bedroom went unanswered yesterday. What I found myself doing instead, (now you will see just HOW DESPERATE I am to stay far, far away from the whole room cleaning ordeal) was cleaning out the kitchen cabinets, cupboards and drawers. (Call me a desperate housewife!)
This entailed pulling EVERYTHING out and scrubbing the interiors. Then going through everything and eliminating the items I haven't used in I don't know how many years (one set of ice-cream glasses we got as a wedding gift and have only used once in our entire marriage). Then separating the items I will use on a daily basis (ok, weekly basis) and removing the occasionally items to a local (probably the garage) to be determined at a later date. Then, rearranging the location of all the items into a more cohesive and color-coordinated order. Frankly, I'm quite pleased with the results! Of course, Scott is completely lost in the kitchen now and I still need to get a receptacle to hold the knives so no one stabs themselves as they reach for one.
So you'd think the bedroom's beckoning call would grab me now, but - HAH! - now I've decided to move on to the pantry. Let's just see how long I can prolong the agony!!!! : )
Monday, January 12, 2009
For All My Ravenous Blog Fans
It's been a while. I know.... And I wish I could say I'm finally getting back into the groove of blogging and that's the reason for this entry, but sadly, the real reason is because I desperately don't want to clean my bedroom! : ) (I'm being absolutely honest about this!!!)
So to kill some time .... Scott got his ward calling. He is the second counselor in the Elder's Quorum. I love it! In his blessing/setting apart by the Stake Presidency, it was said that this is his time to shine. You have no idea how happy that makes me!
In other news... HOA hell has reared it's nasty little head once more. To my horror, the management company never paid a bill I sent them back in mid October. I received an email this past week asking very politely that the bill be paid by the company. I was shaking mad when I forwarded the email and a very blunt message to the management company. I received on Saturday a letter from the management company blaming me for them not paying the bill. (Crazy, I know, but true.) I, again, emailed a response to the letter and have yet to hear more on this issue. (Just as a side note, this management company is in the habit of not paying bills and has even racked up penalty fines for postponing payment.)
Colbey informed me this morning that he is quitting Athletics. Apparently, the athletic department has decided to change their rules on hair and it can no longer touch the ears at all. Of course, Colbey will have none of this and has chosen his silky locks over weight lifting and showering with other males. (Can't say that I blame him!) He's a skater and the hair is an important part of his image (thankfully he isn't into the tight-as-can-be-pants-that-look-like-a-second-skin type of skater) and this isn't a battle I'm willing to fight with him! So please don't make any comments about how I should change his outlook on life/priorities/ or grooming habits, because I just plain don't want to hear it! There are other more important battles coming that I'll fight and let him feel good about this minor win.
Landon ... well, he's just Landon. You know, it must really suck being the middle child! He's the one who gets in trouble the most and I honestly think the majority of the time, it's completely based on his position in the child hierarchy! Poor shmuck! Schools going well for him and he's reading soooo well! Colbey is continually annoyed with him (as could be expected) and Ryleigh is continually playing/annoying Landon (as could be expected), so the circle remains unbroken.
Ryleigh has discovered her cartoon voice since the operation. Fortunately, her normal voice has returned (for the most part) but now she plays with the high Betty Boop voice during the day. (SIGH!!!) She has recently started saying things like, "Follow me, I've got to show you something!" which translated means, "Let's go for a walkabout!" and "I need to go to the store!" which means, "Let's go spend money on me!" She is also my motivator in the "Dancing with the Stars" workout. She loves the warm up moves and the music of the Samba. (We haven't passed the Samba yet, but I'm sure she'll love all the music as she is introduced to it.) She asks for a repeat of the warm up and dance over and over and by the third time, I'm pooped!!!
So this is a brief update and now the lovely siren call of the bedroom beckons. I think I can... I think I can... I think I can...
So to kill some time .... Scott got his ward calling. He is the second counselor in the Elder's Quorum. I love it! In his blessing/setting apart by the Stake Presidency, it was said that this is his time to shine. You have no idea how happy that makes me!
In other news... HOA hell has reared it's nasty little head once more. To my horror, the management company never paid a bill I sent them back in mid October. I received an email this past week asking very politely that the bill be paid by the company. I was shaking mad when I forwarded the email and a very blunt message to the management company. I received on Saturday a letter from the management company blaming me for them not paying the bill. (Crazy, I know, but true.) I, again, emailed a response to the letter and have yet to hear more on this issue. (Just as a side note, this management company is in the habit of not paying bills and has even racked up penalty fines for postponing payment.)
Colbey informed me this morning that he is quitting Athletics. Apparently, the athletic department has decided to change their rules on hair and it can no longer touch the ears at all. Of course, Colbey will have none of this and has chosen his silky locks over weight lifting and showering with other males. (Can't say that I blame him!) He's a skater and the hair is an important part of his image (thankfully he isn't into the tight-as-can-be-pants-that-look-like-a-second-skin type of skater) and this isn't a battle I'm willing to fight with him! So please don't make any comments about how I should change his outlook on life/priorities/ or grooming habits, because I just plain don't want to hear it! There are other more important battles coming that I'll fight and let him feel good about this minor win.
Landon ... well, he's just Landon. You know, it must really suck being the middle child! He's the one who gets in trouble the most and I honestly think the majority of the time, it's completely based on his position in the child hierarchy! Poor shmuck! Schools going well for him and he's reading soooo well! Colbey is continually annoyed with him (as could be expected) and Ryleigh is continually playing/annoying Landon (as could be expected), so the circle remains unbroken.
Ryleigh has discovered her cartoon voice since the operation. Fortunately, her normal voice has returned (for the most part) but now she plays with the high Betty Boop voice during the day. (SIGH!!!) She has recently started saying things like, "Follow me, I've got to show you something!" which translated means, "Let's go for a walkabout!" and "I need to go to the store!" which means, "Let's go spend money on me!" She is also my motivator in the "Dancing with the Stars" workout. She loves the warm up moves and the music of the Samba. (We haven't passed the Samba yet, but I'm sure she'll love all the music as she is introduced to it.) She asks for a repeat of the warm up and dance over and over and by the third time, I'm pooped!!!
So this is a brief update and now the lovely siren call of the bedroom beckons. I think I can... I think I can... I think I can...
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