Today is the day! We are so excited to have our first quarterly activity this year in Primary - the Primary Olympics! Our themes is "Go For the Gold." I have been a part of this before in other presidencies and it is always a favorite. With events like "Who's on the Lord's Side" Ice Hockey, "Good Samaritan" Bobsled Racing (using sleeping bags on the gym floor) and "Lengthen Your Stride" Figure Skating (using washcloths), not to mention the "Word of Wisdom" Smoothie Bar, how can it go wrong? We're stoked.
Friday, February 26, 2010
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Today I had sharing time in Primary (the organization for the children of my church). I shared a story about a time when I was moving to a new place to go to college and how lonely I felt not knowing anyone. I let them know that I knew in that sad time that I could pray to Heavenly Father, and that because of the atonement of Jesus Christ, that He would know how I was feeling and would comfort me. I testifed of how I did feel comforted after praying one particular time over my loneliness, and how it helped me to know that Christ's atonement was real. There was silence in the room after my remarks, and all eyes were on me. Then, slowly, a 9-year-old boy raised his hand and asked:
"Were there telephones way back then?"
"Were there telephones way back then?"
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Don't worry, no spoilers here.
Here is my honest take on the book that took up too much of my time...
Gripe #1: Too much detail in the bedroom scenes. Enough said on that one.
Gripe #2: Too much swearing. And words used in ways that are derogatory to my senses.
Gripe #3: Lack of character development. From the author’s description, I had a hard time feeling that either of them loved each other for more than their lusty impulses, especially the last half of the book. I found an emotional flatline in the text.
Gripe #4: Too lengthy/too wordy. Not enough meat to merit the number of pages.
The One Merit: Because I have a great relationship with my husband & children, I was genuinely able to connect with the feelings they might have had for one another through their various trials & tribulations. The tears I shed over this book came in no way from the author’s depiction of Clare & Henry’s relationship, but rather through my own imagination of me & my husband going through it. So I guess the merit comes from the fact that my emotions were actually stirred by this book. But then again, if you stay up until 6 a.m. to finish it like I did, wouldn’t you be crying out of sheer exhaustion at the end anyway?
On a side note, do any of my fellow readers know of a book rating site that rates the levels of sex, drugs, profanity, etc.?
Monday, February 15, 2010
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Better late than never in posting, I say. Last October, some friends and I escaped to Seattle for a "Wicked Weekend". We had so much fun being silly and chatting and eating and staying up late and sharing secrets. Of course, I had heard so much about the musical and couldn't wait to see it. Having seen many musicals over the years and being a fan of musicals in general, I was expecting to like this one as much as the next - oh, but no. I fell in love. The kind of love where you want to shout from the rooftops, or even jump on Oprah's couch, to let everyone know how much you loved it. My love was rekindled yesterday as I drove solo across the mountains to pick up my kids and blasted the soundtrack the whole way. I'm sure many a driver thought I was a little crazy as they caught a glimpse of me performing my best Elpheba. But I had the greatest time. I even snuck a little in on the way back home with the boys. And now I have two little men running around the house singing about becoming "pop-yoooo-ler. lar."
Friday, February 5, 2010
This has been a crafting-like-a-maniac kind of week for me. I like to blame it on the fact that I never see pink in my house. Seriously, I walked into my friend's house the other day, saw pink pillowcases folded with her laundry, and instinctively exclaimed, "Oh, cute Valentine's pillowcases!" Yeah. Of course, pink pillowcases are a staple in their home full of daughters. But for me, pink is a novelty.
I finished my heart felt wreath and love the way it turned out. It was definitely a lot of cutting in front of the t.v., but a nice justification for sitting on my rumpus to watch those poor souls suffer on the American Idol auditions. I still have lots of felt leftover and my b-l-e-s-s-e-d mother is taking my kids away for a few days, so don't be surprised if you see pillows or a table runner pop up on here in the next week...
Another little ditty is this one, an idea I found from Under The Table and Dreaming. Cute, eh? And very simple to make.
This one is becoming a trend for me - words spelled in frames. I couldn't resist when I found these darling white frames on the cheap. Cut out some white letters, mount with tape on scrapbook paper, and voila. Instant art, I say.