Happy New Year!

Another year has flown by. I can't say it's been a bad year or good year. It's just been a year of life filled with happy and sad moments. I'm happy with this last year, but excited to see what the new year brings. Whatever trials may come will be bearable and the joys will be all the more greater as long as I have my sweet heart at my side. May you have a safe and happy New Year!

Happy 2nd Birthday Jacob!

Jacob checking out his new car.

Squealing over his new stuffed "doggie"

Looking like he is discussing the merits of being two.

Happy Birthday to my sweet Jacob! He turned two the day after Christmas. I cannot believe my little guy is two. When did that happen? I am so glad Jacob is a part of our family. He has brought so much into our lives with his happiness. He reminds me so much of his father, always pleasant, singing, and social. He is so curious, sweet, and happy, happy, happy. I love being Jacob's mom. I feel so blessed!

#25

The whole reason for the Christmas season, the Savior of the World.
"For unto us a Child is born, unto us a Son is given: and the government shall be upon His shoulder: and His name shall be called Wonderful, Counsellor, the mighty God, the everlasting Father, the Prince of Peace." Isaiah 9:6
"And the angel said unto them, Fear not; for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord." Luke 2:10-11
"Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men." Luke 2:14

#24

Cleaning supplies. (You thought it was going to be something serious. Ha! Sorry, I am saving that for tomorrow.)I thought of this as I was cleaning the down stairs powder room and singing praises for my cleaning gloves. You see, I have a four year old boy who uses that bathroom. You can figure out the rest. (It's amazing my germ-a-phobic self even lets him use our bathroom instead of an outhouse. Little boys make me shudder in that regard.) I am so grateful for cleaning gloves that allow me to handle cleaning anything and everything up. If my skin doesn't have to touch it, I am good. I am grateful for disposable cleaning wipes that can tackle any mess and then be tossed. Window cleaners for my mirrors, brooms to sweep up constant kid mess, toilet bowl cleanser to kill who knows what in my toilet, scrubbers to scour my bath tubs that see all sorts of grime, mops and mop solution that wash my often sticky floors, a vacuum that cleans my carpet, and a Little Green that sucks up the random kid mishaps on my carpet. Oh, I could go on and on. I am so grateful I have so many different cleaning products at my disposal that kill germs, clean, and make my life easier. I wouldn't survive motherhood otherwise. Hallelujah!

#23

(My all time favorite picture of Mary and baby Jesus, which I have hanging over Jacob's crib.)
Mary, the mother of Jesus. I cannot even begin to peel away at this one and all that Mary experienced and the woman she was. Wow, oh wow. To be chosen to carry the Savior in earthly form is unimaginable. Just thinking about her fills me with all sorts of emotions and awe. I can't put it into words. Suffice to say, I am grateful for her and am blessed by her incredible example.

#22

Joseph, the earthly "father" of Jesus. Joseph doesn't get the credit he deserves for all he did. I am so grateful for this humble man, his example of faith and trust in and obedience to the Lord. I cannot imagine being placed in the situation he was, finding his espoused wife pregnant by means that seem almost incomprehensible. And yet he trusted in what the Lord told him and was faithful to his promise to Mary. Not only that, but, as the scriptures state, he didn't have relations with his wife until after the Savior was born and Mary went through the cleansing process. What a patient man. I mention that not to be crass, but to show the character of this good man. His inquires for a room for his pregnant wife were so tender. He seemed to care for and love her as if she was carrying his own child. And he raised the Savior well, teaching and loving Him. What an amazing man who was chosen for an incredible calling. Heavenly Father knew what He was doing when He put the welfare of His Son in Joseph's hands.

#21

Nature. Yes, it's been raining for over a week now and we are on the verge of experiencing a flood. The water is rising under the bridges as the rivers, dam, and reservoir are overflowing. But I still love nature. I love the smell of fresh air flowing through my house in Spring and Fall. I love sunlight streaming through my windows. I go insane without those things. I love sitting outside with my children and playing. I love the changing of the leaves, jumping into piles of them after they fall from the trees. I love to play in the snow, the crisp fresh air, watching the flakes fall to the ground as a quiet hush falls over the area. I love paddling a canoe in fresh water, dipping my toes in a cold mountain stream. I love my early morning bike rides and runs when all is quiet, cool, and waking up around me. I could go on and on about nature. I love it!

I was reminded of my love of nature as I was walking through the cloudy downpour, depressed by the grey moody skies, to get the mail. And then I heard the sweet song of a bird. That music transported me to a sunny spring day, giving me hope and a reminder that there is life beyond this never ending rain. There is beauty all around when we take the time to enjoy it. I love nature and the joy it brings me every day.

#20

Darci. We've all had people come into our lives who have touched and uplifted us in times of need. Today is Darci's birthday and I cannot forget her. She has been a great blessing to me. The day Marshall was sustained as bishop, Darci came up to me and told me she would sit with me in sacrament every Sunday to help with the kids. Herding the children during sacrament meeting was my greatest fear and, through her, my prayers were answered. She has faithfully sat with our family for the past two and a half years and has become so much more to us. The above picture was taken at her house. One day every week she has Jacob come over to her house to play for 5-6 hours. It usually falls on the night that Marshall has bishop interviews. Having Jacob at Darci's is a huge blessing on those days because it helps me better handle the longer nights.

But more important than the help she gives is the relationship our family has gained with Darci. She has become a friend, mother, and grandmother to us all. As I've grown closer to the Lord, I've grown further away from my own mom. Our lifestyles are just that different that we have little left in common. That's always been hard. But through Darci I have found a mother. We talk almost every day. She is there when I am down, need help with the kids, or seeking advice. I am SO grateful for her. She has become a part of our family. She often tells me she doesn't know what she'd do without us and I feel the same way about her. We love her! We all have angels like Darci in our lives. I am so grateful for her!

#19

My husband's job. Not only has my husband stayed employed during this economic downfall, but also he has been able to switch jobs. I find that pretty miraculous. My husband has always had a job and I count that as a huge blessing. He has been able to provide a nice life for our family and allow it so that I can be at home with our children, doing the most important work there is. And he loves his job, which makes him happy and that gives me joy.

#18

Disposable diapers. Enough said.

#17

The gift of the Holy Ghost. My life would be entirely different and void of happiness if I did not know that God can speak to me personally and individually. Even if I believed in Him, how sad would it be to not think I could pour out my heart to Him and have Him respond to me. Wow. How amazing it is to know that God knows each of us personally, all of our trials, hopes, dreams, and heartaches. He can communicate to us guidance, peace, and love. Even concerning simple things like how to handle a frustrating child. He can speak to us throughout the day, weeks, months, and years, helping us to endure. And He can let us know when we need to eb better and repent. No guess where we stand with Him if we are willing to inquire. What a precious gift for which I am so grateful and doing my best to live worthy of because I NEED the Holy Ghost daily.

#16

Humor. Comics, farces, comedians, satire, laughter, and so on. I love it all. Bill Cosby, Danny Kay, toddler giggles, Fox Trot, Baby Blues, Calvin and Hobbes, tickle fights, Brian Reagan, you name it. I love to laugh. I love people who make me laugh through wit and clean humor. I love hearing the adorable laughs of my children. A good laugh can cure almost any bad mood. Yeah for creative people that bring those smiles and giggles to our faces!

#15

Disneyland, truly the happiest place on earth. I'm an adult and I still feel the magic as I walk down Main Street with the music playing in the background and Sleeping Beauty's castle coming into view. I love Disneyland. The magic, fun, characters, and memories. I love how Disney goes all out and makes it a full experience, everything detailed to be fun, clean, and Disney. That is why my family is addicted to Disneyland and ends up going almost every year. It is a great family vacation and fun for all. Thank you Walt Disney for being a pioneer and taking all the risks you did so that I can have Disneyland!

#14

If I didn't have to worry about the number of people I could fit in my vehicle, a 1967 Shelby Mustang would be my car. Regardless, I am grateful for the invention of cars because I love them. I love classic cars, the curves of the body and unique styles. The engines! I love the little Toyota that gets my husband to work every day. And I love my mini-van that fits my family and has ample storage. I am blessed to have two vehicles. I remember the days in law school when we only had one. Talk about a pain, but we were very happy for that one car. Yeah for the trucks that bring food, clothing, and other supplies to all the stores. Cars are a wonderful thing!

#13

I have yet to meet a mother of young children or pet owner who does not praise the wonderful invention that are Magic Erasers. Enough said!

#12

Technology. Here's a few way I used it today for which I am very grateful.
- Skype video chatting with my in-laws who are serving a senior mission in Portugal. The kids had so much fun seeing their grandparents and telling them about their latest adventures. How cool to be able to talk to and see them weekly even though they are thousands of miles away.
- Texting my husband that I am going insane with the children after his third long Sunday of tithing settlement and then getting a text of encouragement back from him, telling me I CAN do it and WILL make it through this.
- Listening to the First Presidency Christmas Devotional via the internet in the hopes of calming my tired overwhelmed spirit. And it did.
I could go on, but you get the idea. Technology is a HUGE blessing for which I am grateful.

#11

Even if we don't need to feed our bodies in the next life, I hope we can still eat cheesecake. I love cheesecake. Plain, raspberry with chocolate, strawberry, pumpkin, chocolate, you name it. I LOVE CHEESECAKE! Thank goodness for the person who came up with it! My tastebuds are eternally grateful!

#10

My life would be void of sunshine, laughter, hugs, and kisses without my kids. I would rather have my patience tested and my house full of toys, finger prints, loud voices, well-used furniture, and little stray socks than not. My children give me great joy. Each one is a blessing and so very unique. Anna with her quiet, tender, caring, responsible ways. Rachel with her shy, fiery temper, stubborn and yet sweet nature. Jimmy with his happy, humorous, sensitive, clever personality. And Jacob with his positive, loud, loving, and curious nature. I love them all and am so grateful for them. I feel privileged to be their mom and to have been able to be at home with them since I first became a mom. What an amazing, wonderful job I have and how much I learn from them every day!

#9

Modern medicine. I was thinking the other day a rather morbid thought about how I wouldn't have either of my beautiful boys without modern medicine. When Jimmy was two weeks old he had to be hospitalized due to an unknown virus. I remember being scared to death, but whatever it was the doctor was able to fight off with antibiotics. Then when Jacob was born he was in shock from the fast delivery and not breathing. Once again doctors stepped in and got him breathing. All praise to doctors!

I also can thank modern medicine for things like glasses and contacts, which means I can see! Medication that makes my life livable, fighting against my allergies and depression. Without it I would have constant sinus headaches and live in constant gloom. Thanks to it I know simple things, like washing my hands and food to avoid germs. I don't have to die from an infection due to a simple paper cut. Unlike how people used to think, thanks to modern medicine we know physical ailments are not a sign of personal worth. Bodily mishaps just happen! Praise modern medicine because I have a slew of drugs at my fingertips to help me and my children. I can take a Tylenol when I have a headache. And if something is going wrong with my body, I don't have to be poked, prodded, bled, or cut up. My doctor can do a lab test or scan. Wow! The list could go on and on.

I love modern medicine and all that it has done for my family. I know I take it for granted, but I am truly grateful for all the men and women who have worked so hard to make it as amazing as it is today.

#8

Monday we took the kids to see the Nativity at the St. George temple. Anna noticed Baby Jesus resting on hay, real hay, and asked if people used to sleep on hay. I informed her that they did and that I was so happy we didn't have to sleep on hay. Straw tics with bugs running around them. Ick! Or a nice pile of hay. Perhaps just on the dirt floor of a cottage. None of these places of sleep can compare to sleeping on a nice mattress. I love my bed, my soft flannel sheets in the winter, and my warm down comforter. I love to snuggle down in the covers and just fall into a blissful sleep. Thank goodness for beds. There are many people in this day and age who don't have beds due to poverty. I am grateful I have a nice warm bed to sleep in each night.

#7

Last night I went to bed feeling sick and woke up just the same. My husband took care of getting the kids off to school and let me sleep in until 10am before he had to head to the office. To say I am grateful for him would be an understatement. C'mon, you all knew he'd be on this list somewhere, right?

I am grateful for my husband and he is one of the biggest blessings in my life. I feel like my life is a fairy tale and now I am living the "happily ever after" part. No, my life isn't absent of trials, clogging toilets, or puking kids, but it has everything in it to make it happy. I think of my life before my marriage as the "Cinderella dirty chores life" phase. I had committed myself to the gospel and found happiness, but was still very much alone in my beliefs. I had to stand up for my choices against the ridicule and confusion of family and friends. It was lonely and hard and often heartbreaking.

Then I met and married my husband. Life after that is called the "Cinderella castle life" phase. I still have chores and work to do, but I no longer have to be alone. I have an adorable, tender, caring, gentlemanly husband who has covenanted to always be by my side and help carry my burdens. An amazing man who is my strength, support, friend, champion, and protector. I have someone who is upholding and living my Gospel beliefs, a dedicated father and husband. I have the priesthood in my home. I have someone who goes to church every Sunday. Someone who can always take me to the temple, who actively takes part in Family Home Evening, scripture study, and prayer. I have someone who is humble, always seeking to do the Lord's will, striving to do what is right. I am no longer alone in this journey of life back towards the Lord. Is there anything more romantic than that?!

That is why I say I am living my "happily ever after" because I am. You may think I am insane since challenges and hard times still come. But who cares? As long as I have my ever faithful companion at my side, who holds true to the covenants we made in the temple, let life bring what it will! I am blessed!

#6

My body. I know we all have complaints about our bodies, but when it comes down to it I am grateful for my body all its flaws. I think I would go insane if I couldn't be active on a daily basis. I am grateful to have a healthy, working body because I love to exercise! And to not be able to see, taste, touch, smell, or hear would be awful. I love my body and all it enables me to experience and do.

Blessing #5

After a bad night of sleep and a sore back, I am reminded how grateful I am for hot showers. I can just turn the water on and am set. How heavenly!

December Blessing Countdown

I've decided this is a wonderful time of year to count my blessings so every day I am going to write one thing I am grateful for on my blog. I am going to do this in no particular order. Since I am four days behind, today I will do four. Here goes:

I love, love, love Christmas lights! They turn normal everyday homes and trees into something magical. I love the colorful sparkle at night!

Living near the temple. I love being able to drive by the temple with my kids and take them there on a regular basis. I am grateful that temples dot the earth so that we can do work for ourselves and those that have gone on before us. What a beautiful holy place of peace and joy.

As I vacuumed my carpets today I thought how blessed I am to have a vacuum. I just push and pull it along and it sucks up all the dirt and junk in my house. I love it!!!! No having to beat out carpets or floors of dirt. My life is so much easier thanks to my trusty vacuum, a mother's best friend.

He lives. He came to earth, atoned for our sins and was resurrected. Knowing this gives me joy, peace, and hope. He is the center of my life. Because of Him my life has been forever changed, I have found true joy. Nothing can compare to the great knowledge that He is.

Reminders from above

Sometimes you have to laugh at how well the Lord knows us. It cannot be explained as coincidence the way things fall into place and how people, thoughts, or events give you little "messages" from the Lord. It amazes how He speaks to us and always lets us know He is there when we are in tune.

Life is always busy and full of chaos, ups and downs. That's just life. Lately I have had a really hard time being patient and trusting in the Lord. I know He knows what is best for me, but there is always the "human" part of me that wonders if He has considered reasons "A-F" why things should happen the way I think. Obviously, He has, but it's so much easier to see my reasoning than His own because His requires faith. Silly, I know, but I also know that we all do it.

Needless to say, these times of "more than regular trials" have been not so fun. Like when are trials ever fun, right? Maybe having the trial of being too rich or the trial of having too many baked goods always in your house. Those could be fun. But I digress. It's been hard and I have had some very blue days. It doesn't help that I already have depression that I battle on a daily basis. (Seriously, there should be some clause for people who suffer from depression only being allowed a certain amount of trials since getting out of bed some days is hard enough.) To sum it up, I've been down in the dumps of dumps.

Today I opened up my Young Women Manual to review the subject for the lesson I am teaching on Sunday. And what do you think the topic was on? Optimism! I had to laugh at the subtle hint and thought, "I am the LAST person to teach these girls about optimism right now!" All of a sudden my mind was saturated with talks and scriptures about being positive, grateful, and enduring through times of trials. Hmmm, I wonder if the Lord was sending me a message? Point taken. I need to be more positive and optimistic. No more wallowing in sadness. It doesn't help anyone or anything. It just prolongs misery. Doesn't sound like fun at all. Time to get up and move on!

I am so grateful for those little wake-up calls, slaps in the face, cold water on my head, or whatever else you want to call them, from the Lord. It reminds me that He is aware of me and knows my heart, life, and trials. He is always there. Thank goodness we are not alone!

Just Sayin'

Wasn't I just decorating for Halloween? Seriously, where did the time go? I am excited for Christmas, really I am. But my baby can't be turning two this soon!

Give Thanks

Today is one of my favorite days of the year, the day before Thanksgiving. All the preparation and excitement for Thanksgiving with the knowledge that Christmas is right around the corner. It's the beginning of all that holiday magic that seems to pass in the blink of an eye. Well, if one is an adult it does. For children the holiday season lasts for what seems like an eternity. But I love this time. I spent the morning making pies. I love having my kids home in their jammies, watching cartoons and bouncing off the walls with holiday excitement. I love the smell of pie baking filling my house and warming us as we watch the cold air whip around outside. I love feasting with my family on Thanksgiving and being reminded how blessed we are to have so much food and freedom. I love getting out the Christmas decorations on Friday and getting into the Christmas spirit. I love this time of year!

I hope you all have a wonderful Thanksgiving and take a moment to reflect on all that you have been given. No matter your life, we all have at least one thing to be grateful for. Here's just a few of mine:
- Spirit of Revelation
- Temples
- The Savior
- Loving Father in Heaven
- Scriptures
- Restored Gospel and Priesthood
- Joseph Smith
- My adorable husband and sweet kids
- My husband's job
- Having a roof over my head
- Two cars
- Having plentiful food
- Good friends
- My husband's calling and how I've grown from it
- My calling
- My ward family
- Wii and Netflix
- Music
- Laughter
- Clorox wipes
- Shout stain spray for laundry
- Chocolate
- Modern medicine
- Appliances
- Running water
- Electricity
- Being an American citizen
- Being educated and literate
- Smiles

I think you get the idea! Now do one of your own! Happy Thanksgiving!

The Story behind "The Phantom"

After seeing the musical "The Phantom of the Opera" at Dixie High, I was left with a lot of questions about the story line. Let's face it, the show is all about the music. The plot can be intense at times, but also very lame and flat at others. I mean, what is up with Christine Daae and the power the Phantom has over her? Hello sister, wake up and stop following the guy with half a face down into the cellars under the Paris Opera house and then freaking out. Stop leading him and Raoul on. Snap out of your little "la la land trance". And what is Raoul's deal? Why is he so in love with Christine when she keeps going with the Phantom? She's kind of hard to read. It's pretty obvious that the Phantom is insane so I have no qualms with his actions because he is, um, nuts.

Needless to say, when I learned there was a novel that the musical was based upon I wanted to read it. I was hoping there was more to the story and was pleasantly surprised. The book, written by Gauston Leroux, is awesome and much better than the musical. Talk about fast paced action, suspense, love, and mystery. No boring parts. I loved it!!!! And I gained more insight into the characters of the Phantom, Christine, and Raoul. I still think Christine is whacked, but I better understand why. Her father's belief in fables and her eternal mourning for his death is a big part of it. Raoul is the typical head strong "hero" who over reacts at times and is worth cheering at others. And the Phantom is a fascinating character with a wicked past that builds upon his sinister yet pitiful person. I thoroughly enjoyed learning more about these characters and the story.

If you're looking for a good classic suspense, check out this book!

Scatter Brained Thoughts

- Being sick when one is a mom is just not cool. I've had a sore throat all week and have felt "blah" all day today. Ugh. Why won't the kids just let me stay in bed and rest? Not like Jacob would burn down the house or anything!

- I love keeping cards and letters people send me, especially love notes and poems from Marshall. That way when I am feeling down on myself I can go to my "file of happiness" and be reminded of all the good I do and am. Everyone should keep such a file.

- I am almost finished with my Nativity set I made out of wood for the front yard. I have always wanted a white silhouetted set since seeing a gorgeous one in Indiana. So I decided to bust out the jig saw and make my own this year. And I did. I have Mary, Joseph, and Baby Jesus. They have turned out very well. I am almost finished painting them. Maybe next year I'll add animals and such. I'll send a picture of the completed project. I love creating things from wood!

- When did it get to be the middle of November? Thanksgiving is next week and it doesn't seem possible. Wasn't it just the beginning of October? Time is flying by! I am excited for Christmas, but I am not excited for my little Jacob to turn 2. he is growing too fast.

- Harry Potter comes out this week! I am so excited to see the movie! I hope it doesn't disappoint.

- Since taking the kids to see "The Phantom of the Opera" at Dixie High, I have been intrigued by the story. I checked out the novel the musical is based on. It was written around the turn of the century. It's a great read, filled with suspense and action. I have been very pleased. Too bad they couldn't have made the musical as interesting as the book. The music is fun, but the story is "blah" in the production. And even after reading the book I still don't understand Christine. I don't know if I want to slap her or take pity on her.

- A Green Lantern movie is coming out. Too bad Rachel, who is our biggest fan, will not be able to see it for a few years.

"Lie to Me"

I've always liked Tim Roth as an actor. He's talented and has a cool accent. We recently started watching the TV show "Lie to Me". It's been on our Netflix que forever, waiting patiently until we watched all the seasons of "24" that were available for instant view. Now we've moved to "Lie to Me" and have thoroughly enjoyed it. A totally new concept about a doctor who has studied intensely the physical and vocal cues of lies. His company is hired by various clients who want to know the truth behind a slew of situations, like murder, bribery, rape, and various felonies. Roth's character always catches the bad guys with his vast knowledge of how people act when they lie. Pretty cool and clean so far. It's a fun, interesting show to watch. Check it out!

What matters most

Often we can learn and gain much from the experiences of others. I have been in constant awe as I have watched a dear family in our ward prepare for the loss of their wife and mother to breast cancer. What makes this so tragic is that she is a younger mom, only in her 40's, who has much left to enjoy with her kids. Her battle with cancer has lasted four years and has been fought with great courage and faith, but it's obvious the Lord's will is for her to return home. What completely humbles and inspires me is the faith, patience, and understanding with which her family has accepted this conclusion. As their mother lingers between this world and the next, they press forward with great faith that this is part of the Lord's plan. I am sure they have their moments of sorrow, but watching them endure this most difficult trial with such trust in the Father's Plan of Salvation has made me take inventory of my own life.

I know I take the Gospel for granted at times. We all do. We get caught up in the daily grind that is life. Paying bills, work, packing lunches, getting the kids to school, doing laundry, cleaning, grocery shopping, preparing Sunday lessons, mowing the yard, visiting teaching, doctor appointments, picking up toys, etc. Not to mention the things we want to do with our time and money. There are so many distractions, unfulfiulled desires, takers of our thoughts that we forget what really matters in life.

The Gospel isn't something tangible, like a precious golden egg protected by a glass case, proudly displayed in our home. Wouldn't it be nice if it was? You'd walk by it every day and be reminded of posessing the thing that is most valued in life. I'd see it and think, "Who cares if I didn't get the laundry done today? I have the Gospel in my life and that is what really matters." or "So what if I have an old junker car! I have the Gospel and that is precious above all." When I am having a bad day, thinking the world is out to get me, I'd see that valueable object in my home and remember that I do have everything. But we don't have that golden egg to remind us. We try to remind ourselves through reading our scriptures, prayer, Family Home Evening, going to church, hymns, and Gospel art in our home. We try, but still we often forget. At least I do.

I do my best to remember, but it is tender experiences like this with this sweet family in our ward that reminds me what I do have. As I watch them unite together and are strengthened by the ward during this trying time, I have the chance to pause from "life" and take a moment to look up and remember what I have. The Gospel, the most important thing I could ever acquire in this life. I know that I can be with my family forever. That life does not end with death. That Jesus Christ atoned for my sins and was resurrected so that I can receive eternal life and exhaltation. Does aynthing else beyond that really matter?

Men and Women ARE Different and That's OK!

I have been meaning to blog about this for some time now. A few months ago my sister-in-law sent us a set of marriage workshops on CD that she had enjoyed and thought we would like too. She was right! I wish everyone could listen to Alison Armstrong's "Understanding Women: Unlock the Mystery". Her message is positive, uplifting, and insightful.

What I love about Mrs. Armstrong is that her whole premise is along the idea that men and women are different, though we often fail to see each other that way and that is where the whole problem lies in relationships. Women see men as hairy women and get frustrated when men don't understand them and their actions. Men see women as weaker emotional guys and don't get why women do what they do. It may sound silly, but it is true. Armstrong spends her workshop discussing women, mainly how and why we are different than men. During my morning walks I would listen to her lectures and every day I was blown away by how accurate she was concerning my feelings and how well she explained their origin.

Men and women were "wired" according to their differing tasks in life. Men are the hunters and women the gatherers and everything they do stem from those inherit roles. Whether or not you believe in the whole hunter/ gatherer idea, there is merit to Alison's argument. From a Gospel perspective we believe men and women are differently and divinely created for different, but complimentary roles. The male is the one to provide, preside, and protect, and the women to nurture. This parallels Mrs. Armstrong's images of the hunter and gatherer very well. It was amazing to both my husband and I how well she explained these differences and why women act how they do. It was almost as if she had taken a look inside my mind and uncovered my deepest thoughts. And for my husband it was a great eye opener into who I am and why I am that way.

What I love about these lectures is that Armstrong is always positive. She never puts down or condemns men, but praises them. Men and women are different, here's why, now let's see how we can best work together with those differences. Too often men are belittled for not understanding or relating to women. Not here. Alison tells it how it is and gives responsibility to both men and women to act accordingly with that knowledge. No one gets off the hook. Women need to realize their behavior, where it is coming from, and curb the negative. Men need to be aware of why the behavior is happening and help the woman deal with it. Armstrong gives great tools and exercises that create wonderful discussions among couples and better help them work as a team, which is her ultimate goal.

It has been awesome to better understand myself as a woman. And it's been great for my marriage because I now know more about who my husband is and why he reacts to me the way he does. Anything I can do to improve what is already so amazing in my relationship is good for me. It has helped my husband better understand me, my chemical make-up as a woman, everything who I am.

When I find something that is good, uplifting, and beneficial to marriage, I have to pass it along. Check out these lectures. Both husband and wife should listen to them like we did. They are great and will create a lot of great conversations and understanding in your relationship!

And they're off!

After months and months of preparation and planning, Marshall's parents checked into the MTC today to begin their mission to Portugal. We are so excited for and proud of them. The people of Portugal will be so blessed by their service.

I don't think I have seen a more dedicated pair of people. They were awesome to begin with, but watching my in-laws prepare for their mission was an amazing experience. They took their call seriously and did everything to get ready. My mother-in-law had month by month charts of what needed to be done before they headed out on their mission, like taking care of bill pay, mail, insurance, doctor visits, house maintenance, etc. She was super organized. So much so that she even gave all the kids birthday cards and money for the grandchildren birthdays that she would be missing while away. And Christmas cards as well. Who is that organized? They also studied Portuguese diligently. There were charts, lists, and more strewn over counter tops with Portuguese vocab words, verb conjugations, and prayer formats. Although she got frustrated at times, my mother-in-law and father-in-law worked with their tutor numerous times a week to learn the language. They prayed in Portuguese, they read in Portuguese, they bought Portuguese Primary music Cd's. If this gives any indication about their level of dedication to their mission, I think it is safe to say Portugal is going to be blessed by their efforts.

Although we will miss them, we are so proud of their example. Last night we took pictures with them and each of the kids to help remember them. Thanks to modern technology we will be able to video chat with them while overseas. We cannot wait to hear all about their adventures. Look out Portugal, Elder and Sister McConkie are coming!

Halloween Carnival

Tonight was our ward Halloween Carnival and trunk-or-treat. The kids had so much fun playing games, getting candy, and enjoying Halloween fun. Rachel is her favorite super hero, Robin, from the Dynamic Duo of Batman and Robin. Jimmy is a dragon. Anna is dressing up this year as Sleeping Beauty. And cute Jacob is a pirate. I was so surprised he kept his hat on so well. He is such a cute little pirate! I had to take a picture of him walking down the hall at church with his pumpkin bucket in hand.

All the kids were so excited about getting candy. Jacob, of course, was the most curious about the whole process. It's his first real time trick-or-treating. He was so happy that people kept giving him candy and kept asking me to open each piece he got. He would have been happy with one piece, but then he got more and more. When we got home everyone dumped out their buckets and ate some candy. Party!

And the fun continues on. Jimmy had his Halloween party today at preschool. Tomorrow they go trick-or-treating at Marshall's work, Friday the girls have their Halloween parties and parades, and then Saturday is the big night. What a fun time of year!

The ONE Thing I Hate About Fall in St. George

I hate allergies. For those of you sick of me complaining about them in email or on Facebook, too bad because I am going to complain again! I haven't felt up to much blogging lately because I just don't feel like anything thanks to my silly allergies. Another reason to dislike St. George in the Fall!

I find it amusing that I never had allergies growing up back East, where plant life is in abundance. Then I move out to the desert and have allergies. What?! Doesn't make sense to me either. And they occur during my two favorite seasons of the year, Fall and Spring. I love the crisp change in the air, the leaves turning to bright colors, pumpkin anything desserts, apple cider, and apples galore. The only bummer about living in the desert is there aren't many leaves to watch change color. Or any cool pumpkin patches to go pick the perfect jack-o-lantern to be at. Then in Spring everything blooms and comes back to life. I love the flowers, colors, and watching the world awake after a cold winter. Again, there just isn't as much of that out here in southern Utah. Maybe I need to vacation on the East Coast during Spring and Fall so I can enjoy those seasons in full force and avoid my evil allergies. Too bad I'm not an English aristocrat at the turn of the century who can do such things.

For now, I'll have to endure living with my allergies of doom. The constant sinus headache that lasts for a few weeks and feeling completely exhausted. Joy! And I am slowly learning to like my toned down desert Fall and Spring. Still, I think it should be illegal for allergies to happen to mothers of young children. Can't they just be held off until my kids are older and in school, when I can actually lay down for a minute? Seriously.

I love these shoes!

I love these shoes. I thought they were so adorable when I bought them. There is just something so cute about little shoes!

I found these shoes sitting on my bathroom floor last night and looked at them with such tenderness. I love these little crocs and how they fit in my hand! I thought about all the miles those shoes have gone, traveling up and down our street as they protect little chubby feet pushing a truck. These crocs have gone through sand, puddles, mud, rocks, and grass all to the great delight of their owner. I love watching these shoes bounce up and down off the floor as the feet inside them do a happy excited dance when Daddy comes home from work. I love the amazing energy inside these shoes.

Being a mother isn't always sunshine and rainbows, but I wouldn't trade finding these little crocs in my bathroom for anything. My life would be so sad without them. I love these shoes, the feet that wear them, and the adorable little boy who owns them!

So true to life: the dangers of raising children!

Finding truth despite the angry cries of the world around him

I knew as soon as I heard President Packer's talk on pornography that there would be quite the backlash from the gay community in regards to his comments on same gender attraction. I never imagined the juvenile name calling and mud slinging that would be involved, such as nicknaming President Packer "Darth Packer" and calling for his resignation as an apostle in the church. Wow. Apparently it hit a chord with some people and they wanted blood in return.

I find this a bit hypocritical. Why is it unacceptable for anyone else outside of the gay community to be honest about what they feel to be is truth and right? If you are for their cause then you are cheered and accepted, but if your views differ from their own, then you are labeled close minded and cruel. Why is it okay for such advocates of the same gender life style to use harsh, vulgar, and cruel words towards their opponents? If someone called them any sort of offensive name that person would be strung up! And I don't understand why people who are not members of the church are so angry over the talk. If you don't believe it, then why do you care? (Let me note that not all gay people are so bitter. That would be an unfair generalization. I have met quite a few who do respect people for having differing views and are not hateful to those who do not promote their lifestyle. It is wrong to assume those that are gay are evil. Love the sinner, not the sin.)

I had a friend post this blog address on her Facebook profile and I encourage you all to check it out: gaymormonguy.blogspot.com . This man, who is a gay member of the church, wrote about his feeling concerning President Packer's talk. It was beautiful and inspiring. Unlike most of those who were offended by the talk, this man actually read it again and studied it out so that he could gain a better understanding of what President Packer was trying to convey. Because he took the time, this member's testimony was increased and he was given hope concerning his struggle with same gender attraction. He was open minded enough to seek out the truth for himself, rather than riding upon the popular negative opinion of others. Yippee for him! Way to use his brain!

Maybe the world isn't completely hopeless if there are such individuals as him in the world. I commend him for his intelligence and willingness to seek out the answers for himself. And I applaud him for holding true to his values, despite the great cost of struggling with his same gender attraction.

My Weakness

Although he can drive me crazy at times, this adorable little guy is my weakness. He has me wrapped around his little chubby finger. I love the toddler age and, as with all my kids, I am completely taken by his cuteness.

I Don't Get Debt

I don't understand debt. I really don't. Oh sure, I can understand going into debt to buy a modest home, car, or to get an education. All of those things are important and an education opens doors for the future and increases one's ability to provide for his/ her family. And I know that sometimes life happens, hospital bills for an unexpected illness or sudden job loss can create unwanted debt. Things happen and most of those things cost money. I get that.

What I don't understand is going into debt for unnecessary things. How do you know if something is necessary? Simple. If you have money to pay for it every month once tithing and the basic needs and savings are taken out of your budget then go for it. No brainer, right? If circumstances change and you can't afford it anymore, then get rid of it. It would always amaze me where we could find money in our budget once we cut out the "wants" and dealt with only the "needs". Although having cable was nice, it wasn't necessary so we spent years in law school with the kids wathcing PBS thanks to the good old bunny eared antenna. Yeah, it wasn't what we wanted, but it worked and saved us money every month. In fact, we don't have cable now thanks to Netflix Instant Play that allows us to watch shows and movies through the Wii. So the kids miss out on seeing "Max and Ruby" or some other little show they would only watch twice a week. Big deal! They have a slew of tv shows avaiable to watch through the Wii at any time and I just saved myself $50 bucks. Did we need to? No, but it's always good to take a periodic inventory of the budget and shave off things that are unnecessary.

I am a dork because I find great joy in being able to pay my bills. It was only this past April that I got my own cell phone. Wow! It was such a treat! I think I was the last person on the earth to get one. Why didn't I have one before? Because I didn't need it and couldn't justify spending the money on one. I can think of a bazillion times it when would have been nice to have one, but I lived without it and our budget did well thanks to it. After four years out of law school we felt it was a luxury we could afford. However, if something changed in my husband's work and paying for that cell phone hindered us from paying other more important bills, then "goodbye cell phone!" Simple concept, right?

And yet so many people are in debt over stupid things. I just don't get it. If you can't pay for it, don't buy it! Boom! Problem solved! And if you want something, work hard to get it. I felt like such a queen with my new cell phone because it took hard work and good budgeting to be able to say "Hey, we can afford this luxury." And all the while we are busy paying back those necessary debts of home, van, and education. I love watching those numbers go down!

So what if most all of the furniture in my home are hand-me-downs? So what if I fix things up and use them out, despite not looking the most beautiful, instead of buying something new? So what if we don't have the latest model of car or the biggest newest house? Thanks to being frugal, I've learned some great handy-man skills that have beautified my home for a fraction of the cost and allowed things to last longer. But most importantly, I can pay my bills and go to bed each night knowing I don't have credit card debt or debt collectors after me. You can keep that brand new living room set or big flat screen tv because I'd take my ever growing financial freedom any day!

We did it!

I love General Conference. I need to be reminded at least every 6 months what I am doing well and what I need to work on. Yes, I need to be sat down by the tv, computer, or radio and listen to the prophet's and apostles' voices. And I need to be spiritually fed by their wisdom. Not to mention the benefit of staying at home one Sunday and relaxing at home while I listen to Conference. Jimmy was so confused why it was Sunday and yet Marshall wasn't gone at church. Happy day! I was able to entertain Jacob in the toy room with an assortment of toys all the while listening on the computer to the sessions. If only it was that easy every Sunday!

There were so many good talks. I cannot wait to listen to them again and gain even more out from them. With kids around I don't usually catch everything the first time. Little people are very distracting. But that's okay. I can read or listen to the talks again. What is important, just like going to church each Sunday, is that I made the effort to do my part. We all parked by the computer and radio and listened to all the sessions of Conference. At the end of General Conference I just want to give my husband a big "high five" and say "We did it! We all survived General Conference! We rock!"

More than anything, I always end General Conference feeling the powerful love that our Father in Heaven and prophet and apostles have for us. How could one deny that God lives and loves us after hearing their words? How can one not get goosebumps when President Packer declares with firmness that family is essential to God's plan, despite what perversions Satan may concoct? It touches each of us differently, but it comes with such power that one knows those words are of God. Like a sharp edged sword slicing to the bone, one cannot deny how the truth cuts through all the lies and deception of this mortal world. Why would our Father in Heaven ever bother to discipline us or share the truth unless He loved us? If He didn't care about us He'd just leave us in the dark to fend for ourselves. But each one of us counts and are dear to Him. I have renewed hope, understanding, faith, and patience. I leave Conference knowing I am not alone, that God loves and knows me and has faith in me that I can endure and make it back to Him. I need that semi-annual reminder because it is so easy to get distracted and forget.

I love this time of year

After watching the General Relief Society Broadcast last Saturday, I have some great thoughts for a few blogs. Real deep insightful stuff. The problem is I just haven't felt in the mood to write. Who wants to dedicate that much brain power when there are so many other things calling for your attention and you don't even know if anyone will read your literary masterpiece? Hence the laziness. One day I'll get focused and motivated. Ha!

So now to be lazy I will just write some random things, like how I am so glad it is officially Fall. Not that this actually means anything in reality since we are still having days over 100 degrees. Seriously? I am not happy here. I tolerate this type of weather in the summer because I have to, but when the calendar says "First day of Autumn", I expect this type of hot madness to end. And yet it hasn't. I am not pleased. October better behave itself and get cooled off. No more heat allowed!

I also love this time of year because it means General Conference time! I have so many fun memories of General Conference in Indiana. Trying to corral the kids while we listened at church to the sessions. Okay, that was not the fun part. What was fun was the potlucks we'd have as a ward in between sessions. I loved it! Why drive all the way home when you'd have to come back in an hour for the next session? It was a chance to socialize with everyone and talk about the sessions. Good times! Now I love being able to snuggle with the kids and watch conference in the comfort of our home. Not to mention our conference trip to "the breakfast store", a.k.a. Golden Corral, a fun tradition everyone looks forward to!

Plus we get to hear the Prophet and Apostles speak. There are always a few talks that are there just for me. I love to learn and be uplifted from these inspired men and women. I always end General Conference feeling happy and ready to take down any thing that comes my way because I am a Daughter of God. Bring it!

It is such a fun time of year! All the Fall and Halloween decorations and food. Pumpkin rolls, cookies, and bread. Apple pies. Yum!!!!! Now if the weather would just get it's act together, my Fall would be complete! Enjoy General Conference!

My Little Girl is Growing Up!

Now that Anna is 8 she gets to go to Activity Days and she LOVES it! I cannot believe she is growing up so fast! This past week the girls made headbands with pretty ribbon flowers on them. Sweet thoughtful Anna made matching headbands for me and her to wear. We both wore them on Saturday and looked awesome! Before I know it she'll be in Young Womens. Ahhh!

Menstruating Monsters of Madness

- Sometimes I wish I could shoot fire out of my mouth or laser beams from my eyes so my kids knew I was serious when I told them, "Go to bed" or "Stop fighting". That would get through to them.

- If I got as much sleep as Jacob did then perhaps I too could run around like a wild maniac, screeching with glee and destroying everything in my path. If only we could use his powers for good. At least he is a happy monster.

- We decorated for Halloween today. You all know how much I LOVE Halloween. Jimmy declared that our house looked like The Haunted Mansion at Disneyland. I wish! I would go crazy all out if my hubby let me. I am sure I will come up with a few more outdoor decorations to make this year. I've got a jigsaw so watch out!

- Women who suffer from anxiety should not have husbands who go away, ever, on business trips. My hubby has been gone for the past two days and it has made for interesting sleep. Me and my pillow fortress of solitude. You know, because all those pillows will deter an axe murderer or something. Too much work to find me, right?

- Menstruating Monsters of Madness. I love it and feel like one. My hubby is probably glad he is gone for a few days! Why does one have to go insane every month when such things happen? Is it really necessary? I always think of the BYUish version of "Pride and Prejudice" when I have to buy a box of tampons. Best scene with the two sweat pant clad depressed girls stocking up on mondo buckets of ice cream and huge cases of maxi-pads. Don't all women just feel like that sometimes?

- I love my down comforter. I love to snuggle down under it. It makes getting up on cold mornings very hard.

- Home owning is exciting, paying for all things entailed in said ownership is not. But sometimes I'd rather pay someone who knows what they are doing than try to do it myself.

- According to Jimmy, I am old because I am 31. According to Anna I am not because I do not have wrinkles (bless her) or white hair. When that happens, then I will not be as pretty, she says. So much to look forward to with old age!

Dixie Rodeo Round-up Parade 2010

Rodeo Queens! Rachel thought it was cool because she saw one of their horses poop. Oh, the excitement!

Rachel and Jimmy waiting for more free handouts, like balloons and tons of candy!

Jacob helping himself to a stranger's van. He made fast friends with the very nice and patient old couple behind us. That boy!

Marching bands galore! Anna's favorite was Dixie High, her dad's school. Go Dixie!

The Meadow Gold cow. Pretty sweet!

The Bat-mobile! Rachel was in heaven!!!!

Our very hot, but happy family after the parade