Sunday, November 4, 2012


Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Mr. Common Sense.

Mr. Sense had been with us for many years. Nobody knows for sure how old he was since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. 

He will be remembered as having cultivated valued lessons, such as knowing when to come in out of the rain, why the early bird gets the worm and that life isn't always fair.

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you earn) and reliable parenting strategies (adults, not kids, are in charge).

His health began to rapidly deteriorate when well intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place - reports of a six-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate, teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch, and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.

Mr. Sense declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer aspirin to a student but could not inform the parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

Finally, Common Sense lost the will to live as the Ten Commandments became contraband, churches became businesses and criminals received better treatment than their victims.

Common Sense finally gave up the ghost after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot - she spilled a bit in her lap, sued, and was awarded a huge settlement.

Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust, his wife, Discretion, his daughter, Responsibility and his son, Reason. He is survived by two stepbrothers - My Rights and Ima Whiner.

Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone.

Hacked from Paula......

Thursday, June 28, 2012

"Errand of Angels" for this Devil

It's been quite a while since I blogged anything let alone something mildly controversial.... Soooooo....Yay for all 3 of you that read my ramblings......Here it is....kinda.
So back at the late middle of May I received a call from Bishop Jensen saying that he would like to come over & talk with me.  I knew right away that he was coming to extend a Calling for Church.  When I told Monty the Bishop wanted to come, he said that I might not like what might be coming.  (I never do.)
I'm not one of these "accept EVERY SINGLE Calling" kind of a girl.  It's not so much that things are soooooooo "out of my box" or that I think I'm better than certain Callings.  For example:  I HATED Young when a Call to the be the Secretary in the Young Women's organization was extended to me, I quickly rejected it so as to NOT to pollute the great group of girls with my past misery.  And then when they recently wanted me to be Haiden's Primary teacher, I didn't think that was a very good idea.  Besides school, church is my spiritual recharge away from the boy(s).
Anyway, Bishop Jensen showed up, we chat a little bit & then he extends the Calling of Secretary of the Relief Society.
I excitedly accepted.  I am working with 3 amazing sisters.  The bishop told me I would be able to provide a lot of experience for this very young Relief Society Presidency.  The reality is that he was saying I'm old.  I'm the oldest member by 3 years.  I have been the Secretary before but I struggled with it.  I pray this time around will be better.
The 2 meetings that we have had I have struggled with balancing taking notes of the ACTUAL important things that are being discussed & my (rather) strong personal opinions about what is being discussed.
I told a friend today that I feel like "a fox in the hen house".
Good Lord....Bless me to just be quiet & subtle.  AMEN!!!!!

Friday, February 17, 2012

I was Right....OF COURSE!

So I went for my snuggles with our new littlest family bundle, baby Ryker, on Valentine's Day (when he was only 3 days old).....& I was right..of course....He was amazing!!! What a sweet little Valentine; complete with strawberry hair. He does not like to be nake-a-tated....quite the contrary, he sure does like to be cuddled up. He only weighed a few less ounces less than Slade when he was born, but he seems so tiny. Well done Jenna & Blake!...You made that & he's absolute perfection.

Saturday, February 11, 2012

He's Here!!!....& I'm Dying to Meet Him

So, some months ago I blogged that "That Baby is Havin' a Baby". Well, he arrived on Saturday by C-Section (after some complications during pregnancy & after Jenna was induced on Friday).
We are soooooooooo excited that he is here safe & sound (exactly a week ahead of his due date).
His name is Ryker James. I LOVE HIS NAME!!!!......& I'm totally NOT just saying that...I really do. He weighed in at a whopping 6lbs 13oz & was 20 inches long.
Of course we haven't met him yet, but I'm sure he'll be completely delightful.
We love you little man...& we don't even know you yet.

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Knickers in a Knot over a Status

I decided to name this post after a comment on my FB status. So this was my FB status yesterday.... "....I know all you Moms out there will know what I mean when I say......Oh how I look forward to the day when I'm dead & EVERYTHING about me will be perfected....& I don't wet my pants every...single...time I cough, sneeze or laugh too hard." I got a handful of "likes" & a handful of additions to it as well. THEN I received a private message from someone of whom I will not put a name to; but that some of you know. I am also going to censor about 8 words to continue to protect the anonymity of the person..... "I can not believe you just said that!! You can't wait til you die?!?! You are a train wreck! I wish that for once you would stop complaining every time you touch the keyboard! If you hate your kids so bad, stop having them!!! I wish nothing more than to have my mom alive, *CENSOR* Think before you type! Of all the people who have someone they love dead!!!! Now I will delete you as a "friend" because I can't stand the constant complaining!!!!" I responded to her over-reaction with this...... " seriously missed the point. I'm looking forward to the perfection that is promised to come. I saw your status today & it made me miss my dad (of whom has been gone nearly 10 years) just as much as you miss your mom. As much as I miss him; I am happy every day for the peace & comfort & freedom he now has from all the health impediments that plagued him for longer than I've been alive & was exaggerated by working the jobs he did. I know for absolute certainty that your mom has gained that peace as well. I have THEEEEE best life ever.....better than I could have ever imagined possible & see the absolute hilarity & irony in pretty much every single situation there is. BTW if you think that every time I make a comment about how my kids make me crazy; that I hate them; you are totally wrong. Don't you think that our mothers felt the same way about us growing up even when they hugged us good night & praised God that they survived another day without killing us. I have serious health problems that were only brought on by pregnancy & would I change that......not in a single heartbeat. I'm NEVER the only one that feels the way I do about being a wife, mother, friend, sister, daughter, church member & or any other roll in my life that I hold in the highest regard. You are one person that has complained about something that I have said....but you would not believe the messages that I have received expressing gratefulness for saying things that prove (mostly to women) that they "are not the only one" feeling a certain way. Oh well though....if you feel so strongly that I'm "constantly complaining" it's better for you not to be on my list either. Sorry you were offended by my status, but there are several that "got it." *~*~*~*~*~*~* The fact that this person thinks that my status is in any way, shape or form about her or her mother's suffering; is beyond ridiculous. scandalous 1:00am status was 100% about her...& she didn't even see it. "..The person that this is about won't see this because of her absolute misunderstanding & sersious over-reaction to my previous status. A major thing that makes you a compassionate person is the ability to realize that death (even if (& especially if) it is of a loved one) is a great blessing & sweet release for someone who has suffered greatly in life. Though we selfishly want them back; the comfort SHOULD come from knowing that they are far better off...& free from suffering life's limitation. You'd think a (certain) nurse, of all people, would get that. If you are a nurse & you understand that...I would be honored for you to be at my bedside when I take my final breath. If you are a nurse & you DON'T understand that....shame on you."