Spring Has Sprung and . . .

1.  Billie Bird is back carrying on with the ladies.
2. The sprayed weeds are sitting, waiting  patiently for us to rake them up and send off to the happy
     mouldering ground (dump).
3.  The annual plant assassination is in full swing.
4.  ten minutes outside make a different person of this grumpy ole' lady.
5.  My arms are getting brown enough hat my PCP will scold me next time I see her.
6.  Even though Jon is home, the time just seems to evaporate before we can get to our projects . . .  what
     gives?

So with all that said, I will mop the tile before more dust and sand gets tracked in again . .  just so I can say I did.  This is an experiment . . . I want to see how many sticky places appear in the next two days when we have no kids and juicy sippy cups running around.  Just because I think it will prove my theory that my tile came with sticky spots built in.  Really, I'm not kidding.

MEDICAL INFO WOMEN SHOULD KNOW

MEDICAL INFO WOMEN SHOULD KNOW

Q:  Should I have a baby after 35.

A:  No, 35 children is enough.

Q:  I’m 2 months pregnant now.  When will my baby move?

A:  With any luck, right after he finishes college.

Q:  What is the most reliable method to determine a baby’s sex?

A:  Childbirth.

Q:  My childbirth instructor says it’s not pain I’ll feel during labor, but pressure.  Is she right?

A:  Yes, in the same way that a tornado might be called an air current.

Q:  When is the best time to get an epidural?

A:  Right after you find out you’re pregnant.

Q:  Is there any reason I have to be in the delivery room while my wife is in labor?

A:  Not unless the word “alimony” means anything to you.

Q:  Is there anything I should avoid while recovering from childbirth?

A:  Yes, pregnancy.

10 WAYS TO KNOW IF YOU HAVE “ESTROGEN ISSUES”

1.       Everyone around you has an attitude problem.

2.      You’re adding chocolate to your cheese omelet.

3.      The dryer has shrunk every last pair of your jeans.

4.      Your husband is suddenly agreeing to everything you say.

5.      You’re using your cell phone to dial every bumper sticker that says, “how is my driving?”

6.      Everyone seems to have just landed here from “outer space”.

7.      You’re sure that everyone is scheming to drive you crazy.

8.      The ibuprofen bottle is empty and you just bought it yesterday.

TOP TEN THINGS ONLY WOMEN UNDERSTAND

     10.  Cats’ expressions.

9.  The need for the same style of shoes in different colors.

8.  Why bean sprouts aren’t just weeds.

7.  Fat clothes.

6.  Taking a car trip without trying to beat your best time.

5.  The difference between beige, ecru, cream, off-white, and eggshell.

4.  Cutting your hair to make it grow.  Cutting your hair to make it grow.

3.  Eyelash curlers.

2.   The inaccuracy of every bathroom scale ever made.

1.           1.     Other women.

 THANKS FOR THE GIGGLES MARSHA!!!

Live For Him and the Gospel

"PULL ONE MORE MILE"  by Ross Taylor

Recently, I said that I wanted to "die in the harness" but didn't want to be pulling so hard. How else should we be pulling? Can you imagine looking back and recognizing what could have been accomplished if only we had put a little more  effort into it? Eternity is a long time to think about something like that.


I have grown to be thankful for the strengths I was blessed with, genetically and through my upbringing.  No it wasn't perfect, but I was raised by two parents who were tenacious when they believed in something or needed to do something.  Though it was often misguided in their relationship, they meant well and we always knew that they loved us kids.


As life goes along, I have realized that I learned such good eternal principles.  Add the gospel, prayers and a sure knowledge of God's love for me and there is always hope.  I once heard a story of someone who told the prophet that they were willing to die for the gospel.  He told them that it was a wonderful thought but would they be willing to live for it.  Can not count the times that statement has played itself in my mind when I have felt discouraged.  Am I willing to live for His Gospel? Dedicate myself to making this world a better place? Continue how ever hard I need to?  Will I be there for the Savior as He was for us?  To be His hands?


I hope I can be there for Him and for my loved ones.  It would make me feel that my life has been worthwhile . . .  but there I go thinking about myself again. . .  Drat!

FINDING JOYS

Such a looooong wonderful day yesterday.  Got to hang out with the “youngsters” at the institute, then help the sweetest man from the stake high council.  If any of you kids have any doubts, Bro. Rorden loves you dearly!  I have had the opportunity to watch him prepare this Zoo Activity.  Fantastic job Randy!!!

There were some fun activities before dinner, then we fed them  (there’s a shocker, I was hanging around the food part,  giggles).  As they headed back into the zoo, we were visiting with the neatest couple from a small town south of here.  When Pam heard that our last name was Huish, she got all excited because she has an aunt whose maiden name is Huish.  We figured it was from one of the lines down near the Mexican border.  When she heard that Jon actually came from the Utah lines, she really got excited.  Ends up she was living in Thatcher with her Aunt Diana (from N. Utah) and Uncle Ken when we were living there as well.  We actually went to their wedding.  When I told her we were the ones who gave her that goofy milk can.  We had the best laugh.  What wonderful lpeople they are and what a joy to see that she has grown into such a great woman.  I look forward to getting to know Pam and Randy now that we know they are so nearby!

Jon & I were pretty disappointed  when we knew that a full time mission was not something that we would ever be able to pull off.  When I mentioned this to my oldest brother, he got a little irritated with me and said, Tthere are local missions that need to be done, you can do that!”   Thanks Bob.

 The last few years and especially this school year has shown us that maybe God has a better plan for us.  We get to serve, have a ball (is that allowed?) and still be here with and for our children and grandkids.  What more could a girl ask for?  Jon & I get to serve, work toward common goals, a little something that is so important in any good relationship.  Sometimes I am glad that we are not doing this 24/7.  Should I admit this?  But we are so different in how we do things.  I jump in, scurry around and get done.  He is thinks it through, very methodically start, using a thorough plan and just kind of plod along until it is done . . .  as he fixes some of my little blunders and bails me out, along the way. 

Balance in your life.  If you can’t find it by yourself, gotta find a good partner who will combine with you to achieve it.  I have to admit, we had no idea what we were putting together when we married, PHEW!  Lucked out there, didn’t we?

MIXED FEELINGS

There is a lot going on in our lives these days.  It has taught me that once a woman is a mother, she will always be one.      I have wondered if it must always hurt to rediscover that you have a mother's heart.  It is far better than feeling numb though, so I suppose I will take it.

INDEXING . . OR . . . "HANGING WITH THE DEARLY DEPARTED"

My goal was to hit the big "3" last night.  Just could not focus my eyes or keep them open so didn't make it, but just did.

Confession:  When I heard that the stake (for those who are not LDS, a stake includes several wards, or congregations.  We have at least 8 in our stake) had set the goal to index one million names by the end of the year I was flabbergasted. All I could think was they have no idea how busy everyone is.

I kept getting "the" nudge,  "You should be doing this".  So grudgingly, I began.  Nearly lost my mind the first week or so.  Finally went and took a short lesson in the closest Family History Center and that helped some.  Since I have listened to those little promptings and gotten faster, more relaxed and more willing, so many little ways to make it more accurate.  I can now do most full census sheets in less than 30 minutes, providing there are no little distractions ;~D  and the hand writing is reasonable.

 It is kind of like paying tithing. By contributing, we can serve so many who are not as fortunate as we are, and it actually is so little from us if we plan wisely.

Today Amanda, a great young friend of mine, called with questions about indexing.  I am so glad she did.  While talking, I realized when the bug had really bitten me and why I am enjoying it so.

One day I decided to see what all the hype was about, long story here, love me anyway please.  I got on the https://new.familysearch.org which our church has on the internet for those who are trying to locate their ancestors.  I found two good leads that might help locate more information about my infamous Grandpa Joe.  So many of us have searched for his real roots and not found much.   Aunt Carmen and Uncle John even went over to Germany and looked.  Now I have to wonder how many miracles will happen due to the efforts of those who can make time to get this information more easily available.

This life is all about families, the single most important unit in the eternities.  I am so blessed to be bitten by this little bug and what it is bringing into my life. I am praying that there are others doing the same thing in Germany so that I can find the links to Grandpa's family.  All of us are a product of where we came from and who we came from. I am truly blessed.

Growing, Better and Better

Just tucked in two of the most rumpled, snotty nosed, very well fed little boys.  Tucked them in, with the requested blankets, not the requested bed (Nanny really needs some sleep tonight) and watched 4 gorgeous dark brown eyes close as two little heads sank into the pillows.  Now really, does it get any better than that?  I think not.

When I used to look at Jon and wonder how loving someone so much could ALMOST hurt . . and then held each of my children in my arms and experience the same feeling . . . I just never knew how it gets better and better.  

Didn't a loving Heavenly Father give us such a wonderful plan and world full of opportunities  to live, grow, love and experience?  We were not promised that it would be easy when we were sent here to receive our bodies and experience mortality.  He did promise it would be worth it.  He has never and will never break a promise to us, His children.  I am so thankful for His gospel in these last days when we can enjoy it in its fullness, for the priesthood my good husband holds and blesses our lives with.  I am thankful Jon & I were able to go to His house (Temple) and be sealed for eternity.  that these sweet precocious children are part of my posterity that I share with Jon.

This is after I got to go see Arianna and Tati to see how all were after Arianna's eye surgery.  It was looking really well.  Excited for her.  She sure has the most "melt your heart" brown eyes, even after surgery.  Tati was happy to see her costume all ready for her recital on Valentine's Day.  She is such a good little cuddler!

Now with my heart full of gratitude and appreciation, I will go and relax, read and get a good night's sleep.  this is how I need to go to bed more often . . .  just might be good for my health!!