You know you're...

in Provo when the restaurant you are eating in is full of expectant missionaries and their families going out for their 'Last Meal', and they leave with a little care package with 2 cookies and 2 lollipops.

(Oh yeah and the waiter entertains said customers with the 'story about when I almost got killed on my mission, but ended up teaching a discussion to the most unlikely person.)

Good News Minute

Why is it that the instant they announce the 'Good News Minute' in Relief Society my mind goes blank?

I think good things happen to me. I know good things happen to me...but nope blank.

Sometimes my blog is like a good news minute.

Enjoy...the loveliness of knowing there is good somewhere but I don't remember Who, What, Where, When or Why.

(Really I just can't stand having that picture up front and center. :) )

Oh my Heck...here's a little 'gem'

Nearly 2 years ago I wrote about Tragedy + Time = Comedy. Little did I know that the scary image connected to this scenario was hiding out in a friend's facebook album. And why not share it with more of the internet world. NOTHING is safe my friends....NOTHING!

Expressions

Focus on Expression.
Christmas Expressions 2010

Did I tell you....

why I'm not allowed in primary anymore?

I thought not.

You see sometimes I am a slacker mom. I know shocker. And it seems that nearly every week I have a little panic attack during sacrament meeting that my kid was supposed to prepare a 1 1/2 minute talk for primary. And now that the kids have to come up with their own scripture too, I get that little panic feeling twice as often.

One day Savanna had a talk. We forgot, BUT remembered at the last moment before leaving for church. We wrote it out at home. She lost her paper during sacrament meeting???? (HOW?) I forgot to bring the promised back up paper. We winged it.

THIS TIME I REMEMBERED @CHURCH. Savanna had the scripture. I had a vague recollection of what the subject should be and I scrambled to find one as I hurried her off to primary. She read it twice, did great and I promised I'd bring my Quad for her to read from. Only problem? Savanna was not sitting nicely up on at the front. Well really no one was sitting NICELY. They were kind of sprawled all over each other. What could that mean? It's was Ethan's class turn.

No problem right? I'll just have Ethan read the scripture. But he can't read, so I'll have to whisper to him. He'll mumble it out we'll be done and all will move on.

Problem? Ethan doesn't mumble. He's very good an enunciating his words and adding emphasis when needed.

The scripture had the word 'Yea' in it. And Ethan said it JUST like he should, with real feeling.

And I bust up laughing. Not the chortle in your mouth kind, but the full out I can't stop this for Mount Vesuvius kind. And the harder you try to stop volcanic laughter the more it spills and spills and spills over.

I am SOOOOOOO sorry to our primary presidency. I will never grace Primary again....If I can help it. You are welcome.

And I'm not a bit sorry that I happened to miss the time change for Savanna's scripture this week.

Of the day...

Quote of the Day: "Inside these pants it's fuzzy" Ethan

Gratitude of the Day: I am thankful for Mike for getting up at 0 Dark Stupid to go to work every morning in the much less than freezing temps. Made all the more impressive by his extreme DISLIKE (hate really) of morning and winter. Grateful for his self titled new attitude of January.

Dumb thing of the Day: After getting after my kids for forgetting their instruments and having to drive to school ANOTHER time to deliver them, I left my purse in the school library. ~Touche'

Random Picture of the Day: Santa brought Bop-Balloons


Resolve of the Day: I resolve to use my goodreads account much more this year. Last year I read books, I know I did but I can't remember more than 2 or 3. LAME.

Book of the Day: Princess Academy by Shannon Hale

Political Musing of the Day: Rumors are that Ex-Utah Governor and now Diplomat to China may run for president. I would totally be on board. Mr. GQ didn't get my vote right off, but he won me over...though I would have liked to see him in action during the last few lean years.

Definition of the Day:

loo·fah

–noun

1.

Also called dishcloth gourd, rag gourd.

a.

any of several tropical vines of the genus Luffa, of the gourd family, bearing large, elongated fruit.

b.

the fruit of such a vine.

2.

Also called vegetable sponge. the dried, fibrous interior of this fruit, used as a sponge.


The Russians (the ones that lived at my house not the whole country) used loofas. They looked painful to me. And indeed in my mind Brutal Loofa cleansing is what it felt like to my soul last year.

I LOVE Laundry...

Ha Ha...made you look.

'Cause, you know me well enough to know that I. DO. NOT. LOVE Laundry.

But it's a new year, clean and fresh...just like I LIKE my laundry.

Last year was like a brutal Loofa cleansing. This year, I have the urge to do something unexpected.

Can't tell you what or you would expect it.

So happy New Year you deserve it. :) Yeah...you, you know who I'm talkin' too.