Friday, March 27, 2009
Deceit to see David
The choir has private practice from 7:25-8, then they open to the public. We had the feeling that all the good stuff would be going on during the private part. So, when no one was looking, we all snuck into the conference center auditorium. We sat at the very top until we felt confident enough to walk down to the ground level. While sitting down there, David sang "Be Still My Soul" for the choir. Unfortunately, he wasn't facing us, but I still videoed it and got his amazing voice. We all agreed his voice in like melted milk chocolate that you just want to back stroke in all day and night. Just listen to the video. I did a horrid job of filming because I was trying to watch in real life and not through my camera. Not mention, I just had my little "point and shoot" camera (not that I have a nicer one at home), so the quality is pretty bad. Enjoy the music though. (I even lost him at one point, then thought I found him again, but didn't!! HAHA Sorry.)
I should've filmed the whole song, but I was so wrapped up in the moment that I wanted to put my camera away and just be there.
After he sang, I got a little gutsy. There were people wandering back and forth right in front of the choir during the whole thing, so I asked a guy sitting by a rope that blocked us from the very front (where the Quorum of the 12 sit during conference) if I could go up and get some pictures of my cousin and her husband singing with the choir. He said "Sure, I don't care." So I acted like I was someone important and walked right up there.
Again, my camera isn't great, the lighting wasn't great and I had to zoom, so the pictures are pretty bad (sorry Summer!), but at least I got it documented.
Summer's husband Bryan is the dark, curly, handsome one in the middle.
Summer is the cute blond in the middle, showing off her vocal skills!
Once I was done taking pictures, I sat myself down right at the feet of the choir and listened. At one point, the spirit hit me so hard in the chest and I realized what a neat experience this really was. I had to take a quick video to show how close I was.
After the choir practice we were able to snap a quick shot with Mr. Archuleta. He's a short little guy!When all was said and done, we had to feed our adrenaline rush from sneaking around the conference center, so we headed to Iggy's for chips and salsa and dessert!
Thanks for the fun night ladies. I felt like I was 18 again (and don't I look just the same?)
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
A Party For Mykin
I had to get this picture of my little blond girl with pigtails, eating a cupcake.
Sunday, March 22, 2009
I can't keep track of a watch...
When I was 10 my mom bribed me. The deal was, I stop biting my fingernails and she will buy me a watch. I had to prove my dedication to our deal by not biting for one month, then I would get the promised watch. Every day or two my mom would check my nails and at the end of the month, I got a watch! Unfortunately, I didn't even keep track of that watch as long as it took me to earn it. (Good news is, I haven't bitten my fingernails since)
Not long after that, my grandma Marilyn bought my sister and I matching watches, mine blue, hers pink. I'm sure Cami has gently tucked hers away in her hope chest now, but mine is long gone. Although, the fact that I remember the color of it tells me that I must have kept it around for upwards of 6 or 7 weeks!
Soon after that, I decided I wasn't a watch person and never revisited the idea until I was 8 months pregnant with my first child. I thought "I may need to time contractions at some point. I better become a watch person." So with my new found adulthood responsibility, in the same day I bought myself a watch and John a pager so he could be reached at school if my watch was telling me my contractions were close enough to go to the hospital (this was before every person on earth had a cell phone and way before texting!) My water broke less than a week later while John was at a friends house, so neither were needed and the watch was never seen again.
Not sure the reason I decided about a year ago to try my hand (no pun intended) at this again. I'm no dummy though. I start with a cheap Target watch, but am sure since I am now a mother of three, I have to be mature enough to handle this kind of responsibility.
3 months later, as my dad drove us to the airport to spend the month of June in Costa Rica, I made him stop at Shopko to pick up another watch since I couldn't find mine.
I bought another watch while we were in Costa Rica.
And a new one before the summer ended.
Then I had a bright idea, "Maybe if I spend a little more money on a watch I really love, I will try harder to keep track of it." So I did. In October I spent a whopping $25 (more than my normal $8) on a super cute watch that I loved. I bought it during a girls weekend with my mom, sister and grandma in California, so I hoped there were be some sentiment too to help me with this sickening disappearing act.
IT MADE A DIFFERENCE!! The difference was, I was really, really sad when I had to add "watch" to my Christmas list two months later.
My Christmas watch is now gone and I just can't figure it out. I really thought my "expensive" watch would turn up. I checked all my coat pockets, behind the dresser, under the couch, even Addie's toy box. So where are all my watches going? Really? Maybe I'm not the problem. Maybe I have bad luck, or I'm cursed, or my sister is gently tucking all my watches away with her pink watch and having a good laugh at my expense-literally! These are things I have to tell myself to keep up my self confidence.
I have come to grips with the fact now that I need a watch, so I will be buying $10 Target watches 6 times each year. Tomorrow, March 23 will be my second watch of 2009. I'll keep you POSTED!
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
The Way Laundry Goes
One another note, this is how I do laundry...I have to do all of it in one day. None of this "a load a day" thing. I usually pick a night when there is something good on tv. I do loads through out the day and the clean clothes pile on the family room floor until the kids are in bed. Then I get to "relax" and fold. Each child has a row, pajamas are at the top of each row and it goes down to shirts. In front of me is mine and John's stuff. Spread on the couch are my shirts that need to be hung up and on the ottoman behind me are John's shirts to be hung. My towels are rolled. It is all put away before I go to bed or as soon as I wake up.
Do you think my posterity will find this interesting?
My Real Life Cleanse
By the end of the week, I had lost 3 1/2 pounds and have kept it off this week. Cami lost 3 1/2 pounds too!
Crayola Bath Tints
Let me introduce you to....I got it at Wal-mart for about $3. I thought it would be cute to do a yellow Easter egg bath and a blood red Halloween bath. Or it's just fun for no reason. Neither my children or my bath tub were stained! Great stuff!!
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
An Inspired St. Patricks Day
When Austin came downstairs in a green shirt this morning, I had to check the calender to see if it really was that mid march "holiday." Yup, today's the day and I have done NOTHING!!! Not that I think I should be doing major prep work for this day, but I wanted to do SOMETHING.
My mom always made a green dinner for us. So tonight we had green rice, peas, chicken cooked in a green sauce (I make this super simple white sauce that my family loves. It's just broth- I used beef tonight, but usually use chicken- and cream cheese. It's always a hit), and green breadsticks. Thanks for the tradition mom!
A leprechaun always visits my sister Cami's house. She always does it way cuter, but here is my effort... When the kids came in from playing outside, there was a trail of candy...
(notice the trail behind them) They were lead to their room where they found green peanut butter cups and new spring jammies.
To top off the night, Mr. Leprechaun colored the girls bath green. Thanks Janice for that one!
Saturday, March 14, 2009
A Little Bit of Ketchup
Adeline likes to cuddle Tasha
AUSTRALIA!
I'm sure I'm about the last of you to see this movie, but I still wanted to blog about it. I'm very very close to saying "the best movie ever." It is now way up there on my favorites list. If you have not seen it yet, please make a trip to Red Box NOW!!!
Nicole Kidman is beautiful and classic. Hugh Jackman is the sensitive gruff. He helps her save her dead husbands dying cattle business in Australia (she's from England) and of course, they fall in love (I'm not giving away anything important here). It's such a nice love story about change and sacrifice for love.
However, there are two love stories in this movie. Nicole Kidman (who is unable to have children of her own) falls in love with this precious little boy Nullah (played by Brandon Walters). Through the movie you see her heart change from an aristocratic business woman to a mother, where suddenly there is meaning to what she is doing and someone to fight for. One of my favorite lines from the movie says something to the effect of "You have nothing if you don't have love in your heart."
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Gaining a Sister!
I'm so excited to announce that my little brother Todd has found his soulmate! He and Alexis Watson are engaged to be married on May 16th in the Draper Temple.
Alexis is literally "the girl next door." Her family lives just two doors down from where I grew up in north Orem. Alexis is in her last semester at BYU Idaho studying elementary education. She is so darling and we all adore her. I think they are perfect together and am so thrilled for them!
CONGRATULATIONS!!!
Thursday, March 5, 2009
In the Eye of the Storm Review
This was a good and bad "treadmill book" (as I call it) in that it was more lots of little stories. This makes it easy to stop and get my sprints in. Unfortunately, it also makes it easy to get off the treadmill and not much pull to get back on. This is a quick and uplifting read and I'd recommend it to anyone looking for a Mormon nonfiction.
I'm reading The Scarlet Letter in bed, but that is not a good treadmill book. It's a small book with small print and little hard to read and keep up with. In fact, I'm getting the gist of the story, but not sure I'm getting all the details!
So I need another easy, engaging treadmill book. Any ideas for me?
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Thisilyn Body Cleanse Review
Sunday, March 1, 2009
I don't believe in Soulmates
I remember so specifically, when John and I were young in our dating relationship, I was sitting at a traffic light on my way to see him and was going through a conversation in my head that I wanted to have with him. I was sure it would go something like this...
"John, I'm a little irritated that every time you come to pick me up, you are consistently 10 minutes late."
I figured he would say something to the effect of "Well, you're not even ready when I get here, so why be on time?"
I would retort "I would be ready if I knew you would be on time."
From there it would turn into a heated debate and I had every defense worked out in my mind, so he couldn't get me from any angle. I was going in on the offense and felt very confident that I was prepared to "win" this argument.
I walked in the door and said "John, I'm a little irritated that every time you come to pick me up, you are consistently 10 minutes late." I had my game face on and was ready for his come back.
"Really?" he said to me, "I didn't realize that bothered you. I'll try harder to be on time from now on."
!!!!!
My jaw hit the floor and from that moment on, I knew this guy and this relationship were different.
You better believe I fought though! My first love was still on his mission and coming home within 6 months. I was ready and willing to marry my "high school sweetheart" and not prepared to have feelings for any other.
My mom will tell you that I (foolishly) vented any little frustration to her and I believe I even used the phrase "I could never marry this guy." OOPPPSSIE! But for some reason, I was continually drawn to him and fascinated by his thoughts when we were together.
We grew close and fell in love without realizing it. My long awaited time was here to welcome my missionary home and start on our wedding plans. LOOOng story short, it just did not work out with him. I wanted it to so badly. I prayed, plead and begged the Lord to let this be right, let him be the one, let this work out. My life was in complete disarray and I knew it was not to be. Very sadly, I shared these feelings with "the guy I could never marry." Eventually he said "Marry me!" And I finally felt at peace. Even with that, I believe I had a choice to make. I seeked guidance from my Father in Heaven (and my father on earth) and both lead me to this conclusion...That this is where life had brought me, these are my choices and I chose John.That's not the end of the story though, that's just the very beginning. John's healthy view of solving conflict by apologizing and striving for change became our way of life. It's not always easy. We argue. We actually disagree quite a bit. But we work hard for each other and now for our three children.
In fact, the other day I was cleaning our bathroom. As I scrubbed around his sink, I felt tiny razors cut through my fingers. I looked down and was bleeding profusely from my middle finger. I turned on the faucet and let cold water run over my finger and wash my blood down the drain. While standing there, I did a little investigating. John uses an electric razor and I realized that tiny shaven whiskers were piled between the sink and the countertop, some sticking out like "tiny razors." I was pretty mad that John would be so careless to leave his whiskers in such a place that could hurt me. How could he? He doesn't ever clean the bathroom! Maybe he should start so he can learn some manners. I was building my defense again (I still do sometimes) when he happened to come down stairs and asked what happened. I explained to him his rude and thoughtless behavior (Yes, with my game face on) and showed him how he had injured his beloved wife. "Wow" he said, "I'm so sorry. What do you think I can do to make sure this doesn't happen again?" I wanted to say "Clean the bathroom yourself." But the true concern in his voice crumbled my defense and brought back my logic. "That's weird" I told him "You've been shaving like this for years and this has never happened before. How about you be extra careful when you clean your razor and I'll be extra careful when I clean your sink." He got me a bandaide and gave me a kiss.
He's not my "soulmate" we weren't "destined." We met, we fell in love, we work hard every day to better ourselves and make the other happy. This is why my marriage is wonderful, no other reason.