I love the rain!!!
It cleans the air.
It smells delicious.
The wind that normally comes with make sweet whispers in the pine trees around our home.
The soft pitter patter is comforting.
Lighting and thunder remind me of God, full of power and glory.
The flood that can come from the clouds is just amazing in it's fury.
Snow in its gentleness and pure whiteness is gorgeous.
Hail that sprinkles the ground is a wonder in its self.
The color of clouds is my favorite, especially with the light of the sun peaking through it.
04 December 2011
03 December 2011
Those Thoughts
Last Saturday Michael had a drive at PRI scheduled. He was supposed to bring a certain piece of paper with him. Over the course of the last few weeks he had this paper on the dresser in his closet, at work, in his car and in his office.
Well Saturday came and he could not find it. I had been clearing piles of stuff away at a quicker pace than normal and I could just see that he thought I had thrown it out. It became more and more frustrating for him. Ben, Julia and I joined in the search. After a few minutes I invited these two to kneel down in the living room and pray for the spirit to tell us where it was.
I went in my room to put on my shoes and socks. As I was doing so the little thought came to me to look in a pile of paper I had not taken care of yet. There it was. I took it to Michael. Then I invited the children to kneel with me again and thank Heavenly Father for the sweet spirit of the Holy Ghost. He is amazing.
Well Saturday came and he could not find it. I had been clearing piles of stuff away at a quicker pace than normal and I could just see that he thought I had thrown it out. It became more and more frustrating for him. Ben, Julia and I joined in the search. After a few minutes I invited these two to kneel down in the living room and pray for the spirit to tell us where it was.
I went in my room to put on my shoes and socks. As I was doing so the little thought came to me to look in a pile of paper I had not taken care of yet. There it was. I took it to Michael. Then I invited the children to kneel with me again and thank Heavenly Father for the sweet spirit of the Holy Ghost. He is amazing.
02 December 2011
My Office
I'm finally admitting that maybe I might need an office for my various activities. Filing, family history, photos, cd's, blog stuff, primary, bills and yes, email. I had attempted to make a spot in Michael's office but he is into so many different activities he needs his own office.
At one time I had an area in the family room where I had most of my stuff. Yesterday I decided to organize my primary stuff (Andy Kay emptied my large filing box into a large pile). It forced me to look at how I was storing my stuff. I spent the afternoon and my evening throwing out, refiling, and redefining my area. This morning I moved both my computers and most of the family history back into this area. I did have to child proof it somewhat to protect my library of records.
Now here I sit. The computer is up and running, that in its self is a miracle. I have a comfortable chair. I can see and access everything, and there was still room for chairs, tables and serving ware. I might be a little more efficient, at least that is the hope. D & C 88 states that we should be organized and that it invites the Spirit of the Holy Ghost. I sure could use more of his assistance. We'll see what happens.
At one time I had an area in the family room where I had most of my stuff. Yesterday I decided to organize my primary stuff (Andy Kay emptied my large filing box into a large pile). It forced me to look at how I was storing my stuff. I spent the afternoon and my evening throwing out, refiling, and redefining my area. This morning I moved both my computers and most of the family history back into this area. I did have to child proof it somewhat to protect my library of records.
Now here I sit. The computer is up and running, that in its self is a miracle. I have a comfortable chair. I can see and access everything, and there was still room for chairs, tables and serving ware. I might be a little more efficient, at least that is the hope. D & C 88 states that we should be organized and that it invites the Spirit of the Holy Ghost. I sure could use more of his assistance. We'll see what happens.
01 December 2011
Planter Fasciitis
Last June I was in the mountains with Michael and the trailer. He went to take a shower and while he was gone I finished hooking up the trailer. Easy, everything is electric, no lifting involved. Success, soon we were on our way home. Michael drove.
When I went to step out of the truck I realized that I could hardly walk on my left foot. Well I'm getting older and figured that during the hooking up of the trailer I must have pulled a muscle. The last time I pulled a muscle it took 3 months to heal. ( I was pushing the refrigerator across the kitchen that time.) I waited, babied it and still it stayed the same. Sometimes I didn't notice it and other times all I wanted to do was to sit down. During this time I kept having a thought to put a piece of 2 X 4 in the kitchen and stretch my calf every time I went through that room. I ignored it.
Well at Little Philmont someone asked me if I was going to go on a hike while I was there. Nope. Then I explained about my foot. Her husband went on to explain that something very similar had happened to him and that it was caused by the calf shortening and then pulling on the tendons in the foot. Stretching was the answer he said. Low and behold, his advice is helping slowly but surely. I should have listened to that thought about the 2 X 4. You think I would know by now about those thoughts.
When I went to step out of the truck I realized that I could hardly walk on my left foot. Well I'm getting older and figured that during the hooking up of the trailer I must have pulled a muscle. The last time I pulled a muscle it took 3 months to heal. ( I was pushing the refrigerator across the kitchen that time.) I waited, babied it and still it stayed the same. Sometimes I didn't notice it and other times all I wanted to do was to sit down. During this time I kept having a thought to put a piece of 2 X 4 in the kitchen and stretch my calf every time I went through that room. I ignored it.
Well at Little Philmont someone asked me if I was going to go on a hike while I was there. Nope. Then I explained about my foot. Her husband went on to explain that something very similar had happened to him and that it was caused by the calf shortening and then pulling on the tendons in the foot. Stretching was the answer he said. Low and behold, his advice is helping slowly but surely. I should have listened to that thought about the 2 X 4. You think I would know by now about those thoughts.
30 November 2011
Finally Edible Cookies
Thank you Dawn!!! I have many talents, one of which is making bread. My cookie making skills have been rather sad though.
Dawn on the other had makes the most delicious deserts. By the way so do my other daughters, but Dawn's chocolate chip cookie skills are the ones that I have been envying. After years of enjoying the fruits of her labors I may have finally mastered the skill. She has a talent in this department, I on the other hand have a skill.
I have added that little extra flour and finally stay right by the stove waiting until just the edges are just starting to brown. If I go a step further and freeze them, my husband loves them. Thank you, thank you. I am learning so much from my children. I thank Heavenly Father every day for each of them, and for my husband too!
Someday I am going to ask Chelsey to share her cheesecake secrets.
Dawn on the other had makes the most delicious deserts. By the way so do my other daughters, but Dawn's chocolate chip cookie skills are the ones that I have been envying. After years of enjoying the fruits of her labors I may have finally mastered the skill. She has a talent in this department, I on the other hand have a skill.
I have added that little extra flour and finally stay right by the stove waiting until just the edges are just starting to brown. If I go a step further and freeze them, my husband loves them. Thank you, thank you. I am learning so much from my children. I thank Heavenly Father every day for each of them, and for my husband too!
Someday I am going to ask Chelsey to share her cheesecake secrets.
29 November 2011
My Personal Paradigm
I've always had a strong attachment to a particular grandma. I've often wondered why this particular one. I've always known that she was the one who taught me that I was a princess. I was never afraid to let her see the whole me, faults, sins, ect. No matter what, she had a way of making me feel like I was alright just like I was. This made me feel like I just wanted to be the best me ever. I called her and no matter what the conversation she helped me feel better about myself. She passed to the other side sometime ago. I miss her.
I've been reading one of Sean Covey's books, "7 Habits of Highly Effective Teens". In it he talks about the glasses we wear that give us our personal perception of ourselves and the world around us. He states that most successful people will tell you that they had a person who believed in them, who nourished them, gave them advice, and would wipe your glasses clean, when you dirtied them with negativity. I think that she was that person for me.
He attributes this thought to an unknown author, "If you could envision the type of person God intended you to be, you would rise up and never be the same again." Sometimes I see a glimpse of the person I could be, and it always happens when I am serving someone unconditionally. I thank him daily for the opportunity each day to be a better me. I hope to someday make someone else find the prince or princess within. Hopefully I can remember more on a daily basis that down inside I am still one myself.
I've been reading one of Sean Covey's books, "7 Habits of Highly Effective Teens". In it he talks about the glasses we wear that give us our personal perception of ourselves and the world around us. He states that most successful people will tell you that they had a person who believed in them, who nourished them, gave them advice, and would wipe your glasses clean, when you dirtied them with negativity. I think that she was that person for me.
He attributes this thought to an unknown author, "If you could envision the type of person God intended you to be, you would rise up and never be the same again." Sometimes I see a glimpse of the person I could be, and it always happens when I am serving someone unconditionally. I thank him daily for the opportunity each day to be a better me. I hope to someday make someone else find the prince or princess within. Hopefully I can remember more on a daily basis that down inside I am still one myself.
28 November 2011
Just a little weary.
It seems lately that I just seem to be dragging. Dragging myself out of bed, dragging myself to the car, dragging myself to do housework, sew, play on the floor, just dragging along. As I'm dragging along I'm sorting what seems today like endless piles. One of these piles was the one next to my bed where I tend to gather lots of varied reading material.
I opened a magazine to sort through it. My idea of sorting a magazine is to pull out the pages that I'm interested in and file them until needed. It works for me and has helped me control my own personal paper mess. This particular magazine had an article about being tired. It listed these as the possible causes: lack of exercise (I think I'm probably back above 10,000 steps a day), needing a nap (took one and it is correct in stating that more than 20 minutes is worse than none at all), stress ( is that ever an option?), winter darkness, (nope still wearing sunscreen every day because of car pool), and this last one was something called boredout as compared to burnout. "We know about burnout, from doing too much, but there's also 'boredout,' caused by doing too little. The longer you're bored, the less energy you have and the more likely that this temporary feeling can become permanent."
So am I just running too slow a circle or maybe I need a new circle. I still strongly believe boredom is a choice made by the person who is bored. I'd better get busy.
I opened a magazine to sort through it. My idea of sorting a magazine is to pull out the pages that I'm interested in and file them until needed. It works for me and has helped me control my own personal paper mess. This particular magazine had an article about being tired. It listed these as the possible causes: lack of exercise (I think I'm probably back above 10,000 steps a day), needing a nap (took one and it is correct in stating that more than 20 minutes is worse than none at all), stress ( is that ever an option?), winter darkness, (nope still wearing sunscreen every day because of car pool), and this last one was something called boredout as compared to burnout. "We know about burnout, from doing too much, but there's also 'boredout,' caused by doing too little. The longer you're bored, the less energy you have and the more likely that this temporary feeling can become permanent."
So am I just running too slow a circle or maybe I need a new circle. I still strongly believe boredom is a choice made by the person who is bored. I'd better get busy.
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