Since I've been flashing back all week . . . and since I've been avoiding journal jar questions like this one, I decided to go with the first one I picked out of the jar: "Tell about a time that you felt God was there to help you in your struggles."
This week in seminary we have been "in the Liberty Jail." One of my students suggested that while we were studying the sections that were written while Joseph Smith and the 5 other gentlemen were in the Liberty Jail that we put away the tables and the chairs and sit on the floor for our lessons. We've been on the floor for four days. The process of discussing the trials that the early members of our church and the sufferings that the Savior went through during his ministry has brought me a new understanding of my trials and how small they are in comparison.
My trials are real, but they are nowhere what they could be.
A quote from the lesson: "The wounds in the Lord's hands, feet, and side are signs that in mortality painful things happen even to the pure and the perfect, signs that tribulation is not evidence that God does not love us. It is a significant and hopeful fact that it is the wounded Christ who comes to our rescue. . . . That evidence of pain in mortality is undoubtedly intended to give courage to others who are also hurt and wounded by life, perhaps even in the house of their friends."
Another quote: "There is always a blessing in sorrow and humiliation. They who escape these things are not the fortunate ones. 'Whom God loveth he chasteneth' . . . . . flowers shed most of their perfume when they are crushed. Men and women have to suffer just so much in order to bring out the best that is in them."
Maybe substituting in seminary this week was a way for God to help me to, can I say it? be thankful for my trials? . . . . . . . I'm thinking about that one! I'd just choose different ones for myself! ha! wouldn't we all!
Friday, March 25, 2011
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Ode to my Dad
Yesterday while I was writing my post about mom, I couldn't help but think of how my dad has influenced my music also.
Every morning my dad would wake us kids up with a trumpet-like chorus of "GET UP, GET UP, GET UUuuuuuUUUP, GET UP, GET UP, GETuuuUUuuuuuUUP, it was VeRy annoying (which I think it was meant to be)! When he had awoken us thoroughly he would go upstairs and tinker on the piano. In fact, just about any time he had time to kill he would tinker on the piano. I don't think he ever has had lessons, but he had a few tunes that he played that I wanted to emulate. He didn't use sheet music and so I would watch his fingers and try to copy him while he wasn't around. He played "Elmer's Tune," "The Entertainer," "In The Mood", and others. He used the "hunt and peck method!"
I don't know quite how this came about, but in my teens my dad formed a band. (He was in a band when he was in his teens too). I was on the electric piano, Dad was on the guitar, our neighbor Scott played stringed bass, his wife Barbara played the piano and a guy named Deiter played a mean drum set. Our drummer was German, had a thick accent, didn't believe in soap, and loved polkas!!! I remember there was some discussion of whether or not we even needed me, because the electric piano could do the bass, it could do the piano, and it could do the rhythms. I think they kept me because it would hurt my feelings to drop me. I could have been a one woman band (humility, isn't it great??? rofl).
We played "oldies" really old oldies, and went around playing for senior citizen's dances and wedding receptions. I know we got paid, but I can't remember getting any of the profits :) It was a lot of fun to see people enjoying the music and dancing and having a good time.
Dad and I used to "jam" a lot. He and his guitar, and me on the piano. We could really rock the house, and I'm sure the neighborhood was rockin' also. We'd play until our fingers almost dropped off! While "jamming" I never really followed the music exactly, just used it as a guide. This skill has served me well through the years. Some music is meant to be felt and not exactly adhered to. It is a wonderful combination when you find someone who feels it like you do. I have my dad to thank for that!
THANKS for the memories! (It seems like everyday is becoming flashback Friday . . . . I must be getting old :)
Every morning my dad would wake us kids up with a trumpet-like chorus of "GET UP, GET UP, GET UUuuuuuUUUP, GET UP, GET UP, GETuuuUUuuuuuUUP, it was VeRy annoying (which I think it was meant to be)! When he had awoken us thoroughly he would go upstairs and tinker on the piano. In fact, just about any time he had time to kill he would tinker on the piano. I don't think he ever has had lessons, but he had a few tunes that he played that I wanted to emulate. He didn't use sheet music and so I would watch his fingers and try to copy him while he wasn't around. He played "Elmer's Tune," "The Entertainer," "In The Mood", and others. He used the "hunt and peck method!"
I don't know quite how this came about, but in my teens my dad formed a band. (He was in a band when he was in his teens too). I was on the electric piano, Dad was on the guitar, our neighbor Scott played stringed bass, his wife Barbara played the piano and a guy named Deiter played a mean drum set. Our drummer was German, had a thick accent, didn't believe in soap, and loved polkas!!! I remember there was some discussion of whether or not we even needed me, because the electric piano could do the bass, it could do the piano, and it could do the rhythms. I think they kept me because it would hurt my feelings to drop me. I could have been a one woman band (humility, isn't it great??? rofl).
We played "oldies" really old oldies, and went around playing for senior citizen's dances and wedding receptions. I know we got paid, but I can't remember getting any of the profits :) It was a lot of fun to see people enjoying the music and dancing and having a good time.
Dad and I used to "jam" a lot. He and his guitar, and me on the piano. We could really rock the house, and I'm sure the neighborhood was rockin' also. We'd play until our fingers almost dropped off! While "jamming" I never really followed the music exactly, just used it as a guide. This skill has served me well through the years. Some music is meant to be felt and not exactly adhered to. It is a wonderful combination when you find someone who feels it like you do. I have my dad to thank for that!
THANKS for the memories! (It seems like everyday is becoming flashback Friday . . . . I must be getting old :)
A Version of Elmer's Tune . . . . . . Love the Andrew's Sisters!!!
Goofus . . . I found earlier recording's from the 1930's, BUT they don't have the words just the music, so here it is from the 70's.
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Humbled and . . . . . Honored
Today something kinda-a weird is happening to me.
My mom is starting to take piano lessons from me. . . . . . from me.
This is the woman who inspired me to take lessons and stick with it. This is the woman who paid for my lessons for years. This is the woman that I listened to while she taught other kids lessons in our home. She taught me herself for 4 years and then passed me on to other teachers for the remaining 10 years that I had lessons. She had a couple of pieces of piano music that I would beg her to play for me. I loved them, and it was my goal to be able to play them. I don't think I've ever played them as well as she did.
Why is she taking lessons? Through the years she has let her talent wain a little bit, well, a lot of bit! In recent years she has been working to get her talent back. She has made a ton of progress and is now ready to focus and be accountable to someone so she she will work even harder. She has started teaching piano again and has been serving in the church as a pianist again.
Can you believe she asked how much I charged? After paying for 10 years of my lessons there is no way in Hades I'd let her pay me. :)
Humbled and Honored. Yes.
My mom is starting to take piano lessons from me. . . . . . from me.
This is the woman who inspired me to take lessons and stick with it. This is the woman who paid for my lessons for years. This is the woman that I listened to while she taught other kids lessons in our home. She taught me herself for 4 years and then passed me on to other teachers for the remaining 10 years that I had lessons. She had a couple of pieces of piano music that I would beg her to play for me. I loved them, and it was my goal to be able to play them. I don't think I've ever played them as well as she did.
Why is she taking lessons? Through the years she has let her talent wain a little bit, well, a lot of bit! In recent years she has been working to get her talent back. She has made a ton of progress and is now ready to focus and be accountable to someone so she she will work even harder. She has started teaching piano again and has been serving in the church as a pianist again.
Can you believe she asked how much I charged? After paying for 10 years of my lessons there is no way in Hades I'd let her pay me. :)
Humbled and Honored. Yes.
This is one of the pieces my mom played that I loved. I couldn't find a video that even gives it even a little of the justice my mom can make this piece sound like . . . . . She makes it sing and come alive!!!
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Count your blessings
Seminary went well yesterday! I am having a brain block about how to present Monday's lesson though. I remember going through these brain blocks when I served as primary president though. I know as soon as I hit on what the Lord wants me to teach the information will start flowing . . . . it just hasn't happened yet. I hope this doesn't happen for the rest of the month or my head is going to be hurting!!!!
Part of our seminary lesson was about how God blesses you. We were recipients of a huge blessing this week. As Lincoln's truck is in the shop and I have the obligation of substituting seminary, we NEED two vehicles. Lincoln also had an "off-site" meeting he needed to drive to in northern Maryland AND he had his canning assignment this week with his emergency preparedness calling that he n.e.e.d.e.d. a truck for. Oh man, we didn't want to spend another 300 bucks on a rental, and we needed a truck!!!!
Well, God works in mysterious ways. On Monday Lincoln was able to get a ride to work. On Tuesday we were able to beg a truck off a church member. (THANK YOU!) and then on Tuesday evening the man who had taken Lincoln to work called and let us borrow his truck for the rest of the week while he and his wife were both out of town. You cannot believe the relief we felt and are feeling!
This man (Ray) is also helping McKay with his eagle project by mentoring him through as co-house captain of a Christmas in April project. (more to come about that) The really touching part of this is that Ray's wife has cancer. He wasn't going to do Christmas in April this year because he wants to spend as much time with his wife as he can. He is helping McKay out of the kindness of his heart. Ray and his wife are out of town this week fulfilling his wife's "bucket list." They are visiting the Grand Canyon. AND they find the time to think of other people's needs and live a Christ-like life even in their time of crisis and pain.
I'm in tears as I write this . . . . . I pray that I may be as sensitive to other's needs as they are. God bless them, as they have blessed us.
Part of our seminary lesson was about how God blesses you. We were recipients of a huge blessing this week. As Lincoln's truck is in the shop and I have the obligation of substituting seminary, we NEED two vehicles. Lincoln also had an "off-site" meeting he needed to drive to in northern Maryland AND he had his canning assignment this week with his emergency preparedness calling that he n.e.e.d.e.d. a truck for. Oh man, we didn't want to spend another 300 bucks on a rental, and we needed a truck!!!!
Well, God works in mysterious ways. On Monday Lincoln was able to get a ride to work. On Tuesday we were able to beg a truck off a church member. (THANK YOU!) and then on Tuesday evening the man who had taken Lincoln to work called and let us borrow his truck for the rest of the week while he and his wife were both out of town. You cannot believe the relief we felt and are feeling!
This man (Ray) is also helping McKay with his eagle project by mentoring him through as co-house captain of a Christmas in April project. (more to come about that) The really touching part of this is that Ray's wife has cancer. He wasn't going to do Christmas in April this year because he wants to spend as much time with his wife as he can. He is helping McKay out of the kindness of his heart. Ray and his wife are out of town this week fulfilling his wife's "bucket list." They are visiting the Grand Canyon. AND they find the time to think of other people's needs and live a Christ-like life even in their time of crisis and pain.
I'm in tears as I write this . . . . . I pray that I may be as sensitive to other's needs as they are. God bless them, as they have blessed us.
Friday, March 18, 2011
Flashback Friday
Journal Jar question: "Tell about changes you have seen in technology in your lifetime."
There have really been some huge changes in technology in my memory. The world has definitely changed the way it communicates and does it's business. The ones I can think of are:
~ typewriters to word processing and printers. There are very few things you'd need a typewriter for these days, and even that would be stretching it. Filling out an already printed form is the only application I can think of.
~records to cassettes to 8 track to CD to MP3. It's hard to believe how we've gone from a large plastic record to microscopic digital bits of information that we download to a tiny device to listen to our music! (with much better quality, I might add)
~DOS to Windows. I remember when I first started working full-time as a word processing secretary. A guy came in (in 1985) to try to sell us on this new "Windows" system that had just come out. Thinking back, he explained it well, I just couldn't get the concept . . . . . you could have different windows open at the same time? I couldn't even imagine what a "window" might look like. Inconceivable! We decided not to go with it . . . . we felt another system would be more likely to catch onNOT! How wrong we were!
~snail mail to faxing to e-mail. I took me forever to get my first e-mail account. The rest is history!
~library/books/encyclopedias to the world wide web. Google makes knowledge and information available at our fingertips . . . . literally.
~beta max to VHS to Laser Disks to DVDs to Blu Ray. Remember Laser Disks? They were essentially a huge CD or DVD that was the size of the old plastic records. Those of us who had beta max thought it was "the thing" and I still haven't switched to Blu Ray!
~Home phones/pay phones to cell phones to smart phones. I roll my eyes when people try to explain why their kids have to have cell phones. I remember when we got a cord long enough for our phone that we could go outside and talk if we needed privacy. We could stretch that cord to its maximum length, I tell you what!
~Books to ebooks. LOVE IT!
~Analog TV to digital TV. Expensive!
~Analog photography to digital photography. Everyone is a photographer now. There is some amazing digital photography out there. AMAZING!
~Going outside to play/having friends over to video games. Our first video game was nothing more than two beater bars and a ball bouncing between them. We couldn't even have dreamt that you'd be able to actually play and talk in person with someone across the nation or even the world . . . . say in Japan (McKay's old Sunday school teacher lives there, they survived the quake by the way).
Heaven forbid a satellite go down. The world would come to a screeching halt and then we'd learn how to do it the old fashioned way again, with a little human touch. It really is quite amazing how fast a rumor could spread even before all this technology . . . . . . .
There have really been some huge changes in technology in my memory. The world has definitely changed the way it communicates and does it's business. The ones I can think of are:
~ typewriters to word processing and printers. There are very few things you'd need a typewriter for these days, and even that would be stretching it. Filling out an already printed form is the only application I can think of.
~records to cassettes to 8 track to CD to MP3. It's hard to believe how we've gone from a large plastic record to microscopic digital bits of information that we download to a tiny device to listen to our music! (with much better quality, I might add)
~DOS to Windows. I remember when I first started working full-time as a word processing secretary. A guy came in (in 1985) to try to sell us on this new "Windows" system that had just come out. Thinking back, he explained it well, I just couldn't get the concept . . . . . you could have different windows open at the same time? I couldn't even imagine what a "window" might look like. Inconceivable! We decided not to go with it . . . . we felt another system would be more likely to catch on
~snail mail to faxing to e-mail. I took me forever to get my first e-mail account. The rest is history!
~library/books/encyclopedias to the world wide web. Google makes knowledge and information available at our fingertips . . . . literally.
~beta max to VHS to Laser Disks to DVDs to Blu Ray. Remember Laser Disks? They were essentially a huge CD or DVD that was the size of the old plastic records. Those of us who had beta max thought it was "the thing" and I still haven't switched to Blu Ray!
~Home phones/pay phones to cell phones to smart phones. I roll my eyes when people try to explain why their kids have to have cell phones. I remember when we got a cord long enough for our phone that we could go outside and talk if we needed privacy. We could stretch that cord to its maximum length, I tell you what!
~Books to ebooks. LOVE IT!
~Analog TV to digital TV. Expensive!
~Analog photography to digital photography. Everyone is a photographer now. There is some amazing digital photography out there. AMAZING!
~Going outside to play/having friends over to video games. Our first video game was nothing more than two beater bars and a ball bouncing between them. We couldn't even have dreamt that you'd be able to actually play and talk in person with someone across the nation or even the world . . . . say in Japan (McKay's old Sunday school teacher lives there, they survived the quake by the way).
Heaven forbid a satellite go down. The world would come to a screeching halt and then we'd learn how to do it the old fashioned way again, with a little human touch. It really is quite amazing how fast a rumor could spread even before all this technology . . . . . . .
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Looking forward
I'm just bursting to share what I'm looking forward to in the next month or so. . . . . .
I got my new piano tuned yesterday, and it sounds extra nice . . . . . I look forward . . . . . to playing it as much as I can! I've spent hours playing the piano since it arrived!
My sons are coming to visit! . . . . . . I look forward . . . . . . to seeing them as it has been a year since I last saw them. . . . . . . . . I look forward . . . . . . with great hope to seeing what or if they've learned in this past tough year and half they have spent on their own. Yes, great hope.
My hubby's brother offered to have us come along on their vacation to Costa Rica!!! They have the use of a beach house and car while we are there so all we need to provide is airfare, food and activity money . . . . . . . I look forward . . . . . . . . to time alone with Lincoln (and his brother and sister and spouses, ha!).
I think McKay is . . . . . . looking forward . . . . . . . . . to having his brothers be here while we are gone.
I am also . . . . . looking forward . . . . . to teaching seminary starting this Friday and ending at the end of the month while their regular teacher is in Germany. I'll have to admit I am having a hard time feeling up to the challenge as my Sunday school class has been giving me fits. I've lost a little confidence but hope to have it restored a little bit. All I can do is my best which is what I will do! (I usually love teaching, I just have a really challenging class this year :(
McKay is in process of doing his eagle project! . . . . . I look forward . . . . . .. to that part of our life being over with . . . . . scouting is such a pain in the keester. (sorry you scout lovers, I'm just being brutally honest here) He is co-captaining a "Christmas in April" house and will finished with his project April 30th!!!!! I will do a jig on that day.
Anything new in your life???
I got my new piano tuned yesterday, and it sounds extra nice . . . . . I look forward . . . . . to playing it as much as I can! I've spent hours playing the piano since it arrived!
My sons are coming to visit! . . . . . . I look forward . . . . . . to seeing them as it has been a year since I last saw them. . . . . . . . . I look forward . . . . . . with great hope to seeing what or if they've learned in this past tough year and half they have spent on their own. Yes, great hope.
My hubby's brother offered to have us come along on their vacation to Costa Rica!!! They have the use of a beach house and car while we are there so all we need to provide is airfare, food and activity money . . . . . . . I look forward . . . . . . . . to time alone with Lincoln (and his brother and sister and spouses, ha!).
I think McKay is . . . . . . looking forward . . . . . . . . . to having his brothers be here while we are gone.
I am also . . . . . looking forward . . . . . to teaching seminary starting this Friday and ending at the end of the month while their regular teacher is in Germany. I'll have to admit I am having a hard time feeling up to the challenge as my Sunday school class has been giving me fits. I've lost a little confidence but hope to have it restored a little bit. All I can do is my best which is what I will do! (I usually love teaching, I just have a really challenging class this year :(
McKay is in process of doing his eagle project! . . . . . I look forward . . . . . .. to that part of our life being over with . . . . . scouting is such a pain in the keester. (sorry you scout lovers, I'm just being brutally honest here) He is co-captaining a "Christmas in April" house and will finished with his project April 30th!!!!! I will do a jig on that day.
Anything new in your life???
Friday, March 11, 2011
Flashback Friday
Journal jar question: Did you ever break a bone or have stitches? Tell about the experience."
I digress (as usual!). We were living in Sutherland and one of our favorite things to do was hook up a sled to the back of the 3 wheeler and speed and spin around just as fast as we could go. This one particular time I was sitting in the front of the sled and my brother, I think it was George, took an extra sharp turn around a tree. The sled and my foot collided with the tree.
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| As you can tell, I didn't learn from the experience. Here I am a MUCH younger me with my hubby and oldest son Justin. (back in Abraham, where there are fewer trees!!!) |
The only stitches I've had were a result of planned medical procedures, thank goodness! But I have had one broken bone. It was only a mere fracture but it hurt like the dickens!
Our family had a Honda 3 wheeled motorcycle. We had such fun with the "3 wheeler"! We ripped up and down the neighborhood we lived in and made our neighbors mad with all the dust we would kick up. We had it for years, and it hardly ever sat idle. I think my dad bought it to run around and do his chores on the farm but we (the kids) thought it was for our recreation. We were pretty young when we started riding. I'm trying to remember how old we would have been . . . . 5, 6 ? It's one of the few things I can actually remember doing when we still lived in Abraham.
I digress (as usual!). We were living in Sutherland and one of our favorite things to do was hook up a sled to the back of the 3 wheeler and speed and spin around just as fast as we could go. This one particular time I was sitting in the front of the sled and my brother, I think it was George, took an extra sharp turn around a tree. The sled and my foot collided with the tree.
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| Justin and Sid. Sid kept us safe and sound, this time behind a four wheeler. Mary Jo and Becky . . . . . . I'm pretty sure you were sledding with us that day! Trish and Justin became best buds while we were in Abraham. |
I can tell you that in a battle between a sled, a foot and a tree, the tree will always win!!! I started rolling around on the snow in total agony, while my brother's and sister sat and tried to talk me into faking that nothing ever happened when we got home. Yeah, right . . . . . . I found out later that a neighbor lady had seen the episode and thought that I was rolling around laughing and having a good time.
You can guess the rest of the story . . . . . I fractured my foot. The pain was sooooo intense. Everything I've gone through in life (including natural childbirth) I've compared with that pain. I think it is the worst pain I've ever lived through. It was constant and lasted many weeks. It even hurt after I got my cast off, and hurt for years when a storm was due to come in (I guess the barometric pressure?). On the flip side. . . . . . I grew to love crutches. Once you learn to use them you can really book it. I felt handicapped when I stopped using them!
I enjoyed the perks of having a broken bone. People are so extra nice to someone in need. Doors got opened for me . . . . . . I got to drive my dad's nice big "automatic" truck and he and mom drove my little VW baja bug. In school back in those days we didn't carry backbacks to school. I don't know why, but we carried our books. I never had trouble getting my books from class to class, someone was always there to help. I even got excused from being tardy to class while learning to use my crutches. Fun times!
P.S. Anyone who tells you you can't get cut while they are cutting off your cast is LYING! true story
P.S. Anyone who tells you you can't get cut while they are cutting off your cast is LYING! true story
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| Here's the model we had . . . Honda ATC 90, introduced into the United States in 1971. I'm sure ours was close to that year . . . . . and ours was yellow, not as orange as the one shown. |
Wednesday, March 09, 2011
Car Woes
Almost every blog post my daughter has posted lately has had the word "woes" in it . . . . . well. . . . . let me tell you about car WOES.
When we bought our grand piano, the first thing that came out of my mouth was . . . "Our cars need to last us at least another year." BAD THING TO SAY!!! Have you ever heard the saying "hung by the tongue." Well, I need to hang my tongue!
First thing that happens is the airbag light goes off in my car. Next, the transmission decides that it won't go into gear unless I wiggle and wiggle the gear shift. Next the engine light comes on. OH PLEASE!!!! So I take it into the shop. It's been in the shop for over a week, and the computer diagnostic came up with 11 (ELEVEN) things wrong with the car. Holy Guacamole! Since we haven't made payments on this car for years, I decided it was worth the fix. BUT, because of seminary we are having to rent a car. OH MAN, seminary is expensive this year!
In the meantime, my hubby decides that he is superman and can leap tall buildings and drive through ice storms. Because he couldn't possibly wait for the 2 hour delay, and just had to get to work he had the unfortunate pleasure of losing control and sliding straight into a fire hydrant. He is okay, but his truck was not. (and after digging himself out and changing the popped tire he didn't get to work any sooner than if he had waited for the 2 hour delay)
His vehicle is due at the repair shop tomorrow. Our car rental is due tonight . My car is still in the shop. That would leave us vehicleless tomorrow, and we cannot do this. One bright spot is that Lincoln will be out-of-town for the next two days, so we won't have to rent TWO cars!!! We'll just keep the one at least one more day so I can drive him to the airport. GEESH! Can you top that Halley?????
One thing that driving a rental has done for me is given me the knowledge that I luv my perky little turbo Jetta v-dub and can't wait to get it back. (and may it last at least a year :)
CALGON take me away! (remember that commercial?)
When we bought our grand piano, the first thing that came out of my mouth was . . . "Our cars need to last us at least another year." BAD THING TO SAY!!! Have you ever heard the saying "hung by the tongue." Well, I need to hang my tongue!
First thing that happens is the airbag light goes off in my car. Next, the transmission decides that it won't go into gear unless I wiggle and wiggle the gear shift. Next the engine light comes on. OH PLEASE!!!! So I take it into the shop. It's been in the shop for over a week, and the computer diagnostic came up with 11 (ELEVEN) things wrong with the car. Holy Guacamole! Since we haven't made payments on this car for years, I decided it was worth the fix. BUT, because of seminary we are having to rent a car. OH MAN, seminary is expensive this year!
In the meantime, my hubby decides that he is superman and can leap tall buildings and drive through ice storms. Because he couldn't possibly wait for the 2 hour delay, and just had to get to work he had the unfortunate pleasure of losing control and sliding straight into a fire hydrant. He is okay, but his truck was not. (and after digging himself out and changing the popped tire he didn't get to work any sooner than if he had waited for the 2 hour delay)
His vehicle is due at the repair shop tomorrow. Our car rental is due tonight . My car is still in the shop. That would leave us vehicleless tomorrow, and we cannot do this. One bright spot is that Lincoln will be out-of-town for the next two days, so we won't have to rent TWO cars!!! We'll just keep the one at least one more day so I can drive him to the airport. GEESH! Can you top that Halley?????
One thing that driving a rental has done for me is given me the knowledge that I luv my perky little turbo Jetta v-dub and can't wait to get it back. (and may it last at least a year :)
CALGON take me away! (remember that commercial?)
Monday, March 07, 2011
Tagged!
Tag, I'm It!
I was tagged by Georgia. This is a 4x4 blog meme that reveals some little facts about me! It will be great fun getting to know my blogging buddies better. So check at the bottom and if you're tagged, copy and paste this into your blog and insert your four favs in each of the four subject.
1st - Four places I go:
-Church
-Book club
-My Mom & Sis's house
-Music store
2nd - Four favorite smells:
-Babies breath (not the flower, but brand new, not formula fed babies)
-My husband's aftershave
-Fresh baked bread
-Freshly cut hay
3rd - Four favorite TV shows and/or movies
-Fried Green Tomatoes
-Sound of Music
-While You Were Sleeping
-Biggest Loser
4th - Four recommendations
-Get rid of guilt, it'll eat you alive
-Make the most of every day
-Give and receive hugs frequently
-Smile!!!
I tag, Dad, Halley, Mom, and Trudy!
I was tagged by Georgia. This is a 4x4 blog meme that reveals some little facts about me! It will be great fun getting to know my blogging buddies better. So check at the bottom and if you're tagged, copy and paste this into your blog and insert your four favs in each of the four subject.
1st - Four places I go:
-Church
-Book club
-My Mom & Sis's house
-Music store
2nd - Four favorite smells:
-Babies breath (not the flower, but brand new, not formula fed babies)
-My husband's aftershave
-Fresh baked bread
-Freshly cut hay
3rd - Four favorite TV shows and/or movies
-Fried Green Tomatoes
-Sound of Music
-While You Were Sleeping
-Biggest Loser
4th - Four recommendations
-Get rid of guilt, it'll eat you alive
-Make the most of every day
-Give and receive hugs frequently
-Smile!!!
I tag, Dad, Halley, Mom, and Trudy!
Friday, March 04, 2011
Flashback Friday
At first glance at this journal jar question "Were you ever in a drama class, speech, on a sports team , in a club? Tell about it and possibly why you joined." I thought, nope . . . . haven't done these things, but it jarred my memory!
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| The 4 "H's" stand for Head, Heart, Hands and Health. I spent a lot of time in my youth actually looking for a real 4-leaf clover and could never find one. Out here in MD, they are easy to find! Go figure!!! |
As a youth I participated in 4-H. As I remember, my mother was a big part of this. As I remember, mom can correct me if I'm wrong, but she was a big part of the success of 4-H in our little community. She went around to the other mothers of kids my age and said, "If I teach cooking, will you teach sewing?" and on and on and on. My mom had us kids scheduled for 4-H clubs for most of the summer. I remember her teaching cooking and teaching us how to measure correctly, the differences between chopping, cubing, slicing, dicing and what the difference between mixing, beating and folding were. I remember going to my friend's mother's house and her teaching us how to sew, first on paper and then on material. I sewed my first outfit at age 12! I remember so many of the activities we did and the love and care all the mothers gave to us.
The 4-H clubs I attended were (multiple years of each):
~sewing
~crocheting
~ceramics
~childcare
~poultry
~gardening
I placed several things in the County Fair and received several Blue (1st place) and Red (2nd place) ribbons. At the State Fair in 1976 I won a Blue ribbon on my blueberry muffins and in 1977 a Red ribbon on my cheese-roll-up biscuits! How do I remember? I have the ribbons sitting right next to me! I have pictures of some of the things I sewed for 4-H, but they are so deeply buried in our crawl space it'd take me a while to find them.
Thanks Mom, for making these good memories for us kids and for being willing to teach us these skills!
Thursday, March 03, 2011
I had to laugh
This morning I attended seminary. I attended seminary because I'm so sore from walking 4 miles yesterday that I can hardly walk. Having 2 decent blisters on the back of each of my ankles doesn't help matter much either! What bugs me about being sore is that I exercise . . . . and walking did me in! I guess different motions definately effect you in different ways.
But I digress. We have an awesome seminary teacher. She is wonderful. Spiritual. Has great lessons. Is humorous in the right places . . . . .etc. etc. etc. There are a couple of her young students that have a hard time staying focused and/or awake during class. The teacher did the smart thing and involved one of them by calling her up to the chalkboard to write down the rest of the classes responses to her questions. SMART! What was not smart though was forgetting that the "said student" was still at the board while she was giving a very spiritual lesson.
While she was giving her very insightful lesson, the student was in the process of crafting a most magnificent anime drawing. I'm not sure if the students were more involved in watching this drawing come to life, or if they were listening to the teacher. I myself, found it totally funny, in a not-so-funny way. I kept wondering why the teacher couldn't hear the chalk while it drew, and shaded, in a very irreverent way!
At the end of the class, the teacher said . . . "where did _______ go?" I pointed toward the board and it dawned on the teacher what had happened. The look on the teacher's face was priceless. All a person could do is laugh!!!!!
But I digress. We have an awesome seminary teacher. She is wonderful. Spiritual. Has great lessons. Is humorous in the right places . . . . .etc. etc. etc. There are a couple of her young students that have a hard time staying focused and/or awake during class. The teacher did the smart thing and involved one of them by calling her up to the chalkboard to write down the rest of the classes responses to her questions. SMART! What was not smart though was forgetting that the "said student" was still at the board while she was giving a very spiritual lesson.
While she was giving her very insightful lesson, the student was in the process of crafting a most magnificent anime drawing. I'm not sure if the students were more involved in watching this drawing come to life, or if they were listening to the teacher. I myself, found it totally funny, in a not-so-funny way. I kept wondering why the teacher couldn't hear the chalk while it drew, and shaded, in a very irreverent way!
At the end of the class, the teacher said . . . "where did _______ go?" I pointed toward the board and it dawned on the teacher what had happened. The look on the teacher's face was priceless. All a person could do is laugh!!!!!
Wednesday, March 02, 2011
Routine Wrecker
I'm a girl who loves routine . . . . . I plan each day and when something changes it throws me off. Right now my day looks kinda like this:
5:30 - rise and shine
6:00 - seminary and exercise
7:00 - read e-mail and blogs
7:30 - shower
8:00 - breakfast
9:00 - housework
10:00 - 3:00 - play piano, index, read, blog book, write piano book, card making, lunch, shopping, appointments or pretty much free "me" time.
3:00 - piano lessons
6:00 - done with piano
6:30 - dinner
7:00 - various evening activities
There are a few variations, Thursdays I teach in the morning . . . . Mondays I do heavy housework . . . . Saturdays I veg with my husband . . . . . Sundays is church day and rest. BUT - - - -
I HAVE to be up, dressed, and my house in order by 10:00. No ifs, ands, or buts about it. I never spend the day in comfy clothes or sweats like other people do. I'm always "done-up."
Today I've been thrown a curve ball. No seminary (my car is in the shop). Because I exercise at seminary, I'm missing the rush it gives me. I could exercise now, BUT someone called me and asked me to walk with them at 11:00. 11? 11? What do I do? Do I shower now (I need to be ready for a make-up piano lesson at 9 am) and hope not to sweat while walking? Should I shower twice? This mind of mine can't get used to the idea that I'm not going to be showered and put together until after noon!!! Inconceivable!
Wish me luck . . . . . I'm sure I'll survive and getting out of my routine may just be a good thing for me. Sometimes I wonder if I have a mental disorder - one of order - LOL! (I guess it's called OCD) but it's not all that serious. . . . . . I can change . . . . . if I have to that is!!!
5:30 - rise and shine
6:00 - seminary and exercise
7:00 - read e-mail and blogs
7:30 - shower
8:00 - breakfast
9:00 - housework
10:00 - 3:00 - play piano, index, read, blog book, write piano book, card making, lunch, shopping, appointments or pretty much free "me" time.
3:00 - piano lessons
6:00 - done with piano
6:30 - dinner
7:00 - various evening activities
There are a few variations, Thursdays I teach in the morning . . . . Mondays I do heavy housework . . . . Saturdays I veg with my husband . . . . . Sundays is church day and rest. BUT - - - -
I HAVE to be up, dressed, and my house in order by 10:00. No ifs, ands, or buts about it. I never spend the day in comfy clothes or sweats like other people do. I'm always "done-up."
Today I've been thrown a curve ball. No seminary (my car is in the shop). Because I exercise at seminary, I'm missing the rush it gives me. I could exercise now, BUT someone called me and asked me to walk with them at 11:00. 11? 11? What do I do? Do I shower now (I need to be ready for a make-up piano lesson at 9 am) and hope not to sweat while walking? Should I shower twice? This mind of mine can't get used to the idea that I'm not going to be showered and put together until after noon!!! Inconceivable!
Wish me luck . . . . . I'm sure I'll survive and getting out of my routine may just be a good thing for me. Sometimes I wonder if I have a mental disorder - one of order - LOL! (I guess it's called OCD) but it's not all that serious. . . . . . I can change . . . . . if I have to that is!!!
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