Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Thursday Thirteen #9-I'd Never Say

13 Things I Never Thought I'd Say
Before Becoming a Mommy

1. "Stop licking your sister!"

2. "The cat doesn't want to play pony!"

3. "Don't dip bread into the potty!!!"

4. "Please don't wear Mommy's bra on your head when we have comany over!"

5. "Do you want me to pull this van over?"

6. "(Insert Here, me singing the theme song to Dora the Explorer, Go Diego Go, Hannah Montana or High School Musical)"

7. "You cannot poke people (or the dog!) there!"

8. "Can Mommy, PLEASE, just go pee-pee by herself?!"

9. "You cannot go outside naked!"

10. "I don't care if you like Grandma better...you still have to clean your room!"

11. "Well, where do you think babies come from?"

12. "Sorry, (Mr. Mail Carrier, Ms. UPS Driver, Mr. Man Going Door-to-Door Selling Cleaning Products), we just can't keep clothes on the 2 year old!"

13. "You got scratched? What did you think was going to happen if you tried to put the cat in the potty?!"

Monday, October 29, 2007

Wally World

I'm getting sick of Wal-mart employees. After my last run-in with a cashier, they really aren't my favorite people.
Tonight, as I am standing there with my 2 full shopping carts and my 4 children, the lovely cashier made a comment that made me want to kill her.
Okay, maybe not kill her...but a few slaps to the face would have been justified! I am trying to unload my groceries on to the conveyor belt, while trying to calm my one year old, who is in the middle of a screaming fit.
Why was he screaming?, you ask. I don't know. Apparently 45 minutes buckled in one spot is too much for my 17 month old, little boy.
The lovely cashier (who, might I add, was about 60 years old and must forget what it is like to shop with children) has the audacity to say to my son, "Well, that is completely unnecessary."
Excuse me? Who are you? What gives you the right to speak to my son like that? Can you not see me trying to calm him? Are you so old that you forget what it is like to have children, that do not behave perfectly all the time? Can you not recognize a woman who must have so desperately needed groceries, that she would dare take four children aged 6 and under, to the store with her?
Throw me a bone here.

Let's Lighten the Mood, Shall We?

It doesn't hurt to take a hard look at yourself from time to time....
And this should help you get started.

During a visit to the Mental Asylum, a visitor asked the Director, "What is the criteria which defines whether or not a patient should be institutionalized?"
"Well," said the Director, "we fill up a bathtub, then we offer a teaspoon, a teacup and a bucket to the patient and ask him or her to empty the tub."
"Oh, I understand," said the visitor. "A normal person would use the bucket because it's bigger than the spoon or the teacup."
"No." said the Director, "A normal person would pull the plug. Do you want a bed near the window?"

DID YOU PASS, OR DO YOU WANT THE BED NEXT TO MINE?

Ugh


Sometimes, you just have a crappy day.


Saturday, October 27, 2007

Deja Vu

After many months of not getting pregnant, I asked my doctor about going on birth control for a couple months to normalize things again. If I could get a regular cycle again, then it would be easier for me to conceive.
So, I have been on it for about 2 weeks now. The same side-effects that I was having with the Depo are occurring. Obviously my body can't handle anything that warps my hormones. I have decided to just get off this stuff and leave it alone. If we get pregnant again, we do. If we don't, then I'll have to deal with it.

Friday, October 26, 2007

Reason # 784,937 Why Husbands Shouldn't Do Dishes


The Bald and the Beautiful-Newspaper Article

The Bald and the Beautiful


photography / Troy Boman
Nearly clean shaven Pat Garrard smiles at friends and family while her husband Jim looks on from behind. Pat has been diagnosed with breast cancer for the second time and will start chemotherapy this week.

The strength of the human spirit isn't often shown by one defining characteristic, but one family is banding together to prove there are moments in life when hope can appear in a physical form. And when it does the results are undeniably remarkable.
Family members of Lake Point resident Patricia Garrard rallied around her at the Lake Point fire station Monday night to shave their heads to show their support of her fight against breast cancer.
Garrard, 47, had her first bout with breast cancer back in 2003. It was at that time she underwent chemotherapy treatment and had a mastectomy. After a tough battle she was believed to be cancer free.
At the time of her treatment she was also fighting another battle. She was losing a son to cancer as well.
Her son had been diagnosed with cancer at the age of 7, then again at 17 and 21. He was unable to overcome the disease and passed away in 2005.
Just as the family tried to overcome its history with cancer, Garrard's doctors told her in the spring of this year the disease had returned once again. This time, the cancer had spread to her hip bones, liver, lungs and brain lining. The outlook was devastating: doctors told her she only has about one year to live.
But Garrard and her family are bravely fighting the odds, coming together to show support and shave their heads just as Patricia gets ready to start another round of chemotherapy.
About 30 family members and friends showed up to the hair shaving party. Kady Newland, Garrard's niece, was the first one to say goodbye to her short blond locks.
"I just didn't want Pat to feel so alone in what she's going through," she said.
It wasn't long after, that about 15 others gladly volunteered to be bald in support of the cause. The family appeared to be in good spirits as they applauded after every haircut, shared some laughs and then some tears.
Garrard was so overwhelmed by her family's support she could only show her emotions with one word: "Wow."
She said words couldn't describe her feelings because a thank you would be so inadequate.
"This really does make you feel amazingly loved," she said.
Patricia's daughter-in-law, Leeann Garrard, organized the event and said she just wanted her mother-in-law to know she was not alone in this fight.
"She's our hero. She's our mom," Leeann said. "She is so loving, she would give you the shirt off her back. This is just the little bit that we could do for her."
The family's fight is not an uncommon one in the U.S., as one in eight women will be diagnosed with invasive breast cancer in her lifetime, according to the American Cancer Society.
But there is hope shining brightly on the horizon, as breast cancer death rates are steadily decreasing thanks to earlier detection and improved treatment options.
The family has set up a fund for Patricia at Tooele Federal Credit Union, because the treatment costs are much more than the Garrards' insurance will cover. Patricia is being forced to leave her job, so she can try to recover from her rigorous treatment schedule. Donations can be made at any TFCU branch and will go toward treatment and medication.



Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Thursday Thirteen #8-I Believe

13 Things That I Believe

1. I believe that people can change...but I don't always believe that they have.

2. I believe in forgiveness...but only if you are truly repentant.

3. I believe in God...but I won't judge you, if you don't.

4. I believe in speaking your mind...but not to the point that you intentionally hurt someone else.

5. I believe in prayer...but I know that the answer I am looking for, isn't always the one I get.

6. I believe in helping those that need it...but only to help them, help themselves.

7. I believe in trust...but realize that once broken, it is difficult to repair.

8. I believe in choice...but a child, is not a choice. The choice is in having sex, or not.

9. I believe in love...but I believe that you can love for the wrong reasons.

10. I believe in honesty...but I can understand being afraid of the truth.

11. I believe in Hell...but I know, more often than not, that we create our own.

12. I believe in respect...but I know that this needs to be earned.

13. I believe in my children and their ability to make the world a better place...and I always will.

Thursday Thirteen

Wordless Wednesday #8-This Is What Love Looks Like

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

Thoughts On My First Day Bald

If you go into the world,
with a smile and your head held up high...
There is no way that anyone
can frown and look down on you.

Monday, October 22, 2007

To Mom...With Love

Patricia Garrard-a.k.a. "Mom"


I didn't know if I would get up the guts to show the world.
Here I am...in all my glory!

Josh and I.
The couple that shaves together...stays together!


One Last Look


Sunday, October 21, 2007

Tomorrow is the Day!

People keep asking me how many we have so far. Absolutely, 100% sure people are up to 14! Wow! We still have a few "I'm not sure" people. Be sure to check back!

Saturday, October 20, 2007

We're Going National! (or trying!)

Well, shave day is coming! We now have 15 heads and are trying to move our location to an actual salon. I'm not sure that we will all fit in my house!
So, I pose this question to you all....want to join in on the fun? I don't care who you are or where you're from...if you shave your head by Monday, e-mail me (leeanngarrard@msn.com) a picture with your name and where you are from. I will be making a slideshow video of all that participate and will post it for your viewing pleasure.
So, shave yourself! Shave your spouse! Shave your kids! Shave your dog! Shave the neighbor's dog! Whatever you have to do! :)
Please forward this on to anyone you know that would be willing to participate! Or please link this to your blog!
THANK-YOU ALL SO MUCH FOR YOUR LOVE AND SUPPORT!
(don't even know what I am talking about? READ THIS)

Soccer Games and Pumpkin Walk











































The girls had their last soccer games this morning. Ryleigh came through, right at the end, with a goal! She has scored at least one goal in every game this year. We are so proud of her!

Bailey's team wanted to go out with a bang and paint their faces for their team name: The Tigers.
Sadly, their game ended up being rained out. Bailey has grown up a lot this year and has tried very hard. She was always in the game and trying her hardest. She even took a few jabs and pushes and came out okay!






We went to the local Pumpkin Walk last night. It was a little bit cold, but the kids had a lot of fun. They had a blow-up castle jumper and the kids loved it. They all climbed right in and bounced out some energy. Even Avery came out happy and out of breath!

Thursday, October 18, 2007

We're Breaking Up

Dear Hair,
Well, I'm sorry to say, that this relationship is over. You have been great, don't get me wrong, but I'm moving on. We are on different paths in our lives and it is time for us to part. This is the longest that we have been together, but it's time for a change.
You have always been very good to me and I am thankful for that. You looked just right on the important days and tolerated the teasing that I have put you through. We have had some good times and you always took a dye job really well.
I know we had times when we disagreed; like when I wanted volume and you felt flat was the way to go. Or when I wanted shiny and you went for the dry look, but I was always thankful that you were around.
I know that we will meet again in this lifetime and I promise to treat you better. My only request is that next time, you follow the straight path, instead of the wavy path that I have dealt with all these years.
I will miss you, but I will make it through. Don't worry, it's me, not you.
Love,
Leeann

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Thursday Thirteen #7-I Was Never Told

Thirteen Things I Was Never Told
About Being A Mother

1. How often I would get peed on, pooped on or thrown up on.
Yeah, it's been a lot.

2. How quickly I would get used to being peed on, pooped on or thrown up on.

3. That my baby would teach me several languages, long before they learned mine. First, I knew what each cry meant. Secondly, I learned the grunting and pointing. Next, I learned the made up words like "apoo" (which meant puppy) and "field welder" (which means 4-wheeler). Then finally, the broken English, shortly before speaking in full sentences.

4. That childbirth is not gross or disgusting or wierd or dirty or overwhelming. It is the most amazing and wonderul and miraculous thing that I have ever done or witnessed.

5. That a person that only reaches my knee caps has enough attitude, personality and moodiness to drive me to tears!

6. How quickly they outgrow their clothes! One daughter skipped a pant size over the summer and another jumped 2 shoe sizes!

7. How much nursing hurts! Nobody told me that I would cringe for the first 3 weeks when they latched on. Nor did they mention that after nursing 4 babies I would no longer have any feeling in that general area. Except, of course, during latching on!

8. That I would ever say "Unless someone is bleeding, I don't want to hear about it!"

9. That I would become a "zoned-out" mother. Many times a child will come talk to me and I will respond. Then, seconds later, I will go running after them yelling, "What did I just say that you could do???"

10. That I would ever understand what "Swiper, no swiping!" meant.

11. That children are only listening when you don't want them to. This is also the information that they will repeat. At the wrong time. To the wrong people.

12. That anything, absolutely anything, can be fixed with a band-aid.

13. That I could love another person so much that it hurts. That, at times, it makes me cry. It makes me laugh, worry and giggle. It makes me smile, yell and happy. It makes me content and peaceful.
It makes me...ME.

Thursday Thirteen

Wordless Wednesday #7-She Shows Such Remorse. Really

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

The "Talk"

So, I had the talk tonight with the 2 older girls. It went something like this:

Me: "Do you know why Mommy and Daddy and Grandma are shaving their heads?"
Daughters: (head shaking no)
Me: "Well, Grandma is really sick and she has to take some medicine to help her to feel a little better. This medicine will make her hair fall out, so we are going to shave our heads to support Grandma. "
(Now, this is where I prepare for the tears and the questions. Instead, I got:)
Daughter #1: "Oh, okay. Can I have a drink?"

Well. I'm glad they absorbed it all. And I'm glad that I have stressed about this conversation for the last month! :)

Modeling Mommy's New "Hair"

My babies modeling my new "hair". Well, Avery (the first black hat on the left) is modeling my friend's hat that I picked up for her. Amey is so amazing! It's not her Mom, yet she is joining in the fun with me!

Monday, October 15, 2007

Rapunzel, Rapunzel...Let Down Your Hair

WELL...it's official. Next Monday night, our local paper will be coming out to do a story on Mom. That means that at this time next week, I will be a little bit lighter, a little quicker getting ready and a whole lot colder! So far, we have 4 definite baldies (5 including Mom) and 2 "maybes".
I sound confident...but I'm shaking in my boots!
Bald.
I will be bald.
Wow.
But, as I have told everyone that I have convinced into doing it: It's just hair. It grows back. In the meantime, let people stare. I told Mom that for Christmas I need to make us all shirts that say: "Stop Staring. I Did This For My Mom"

So, in order to convince myself that this is a good idea, I have come up with reasons why this is a good thing (other than it is supportive to Mom.)
1. I'll save money on shampoo, conditioner, hairspray, anti-frizz gel, dye jobs and hair cuts.
2. I'll be able to get ready 15 minutes faster. 45 minutes faster if you count the times the I dry and straighten my hair.
3. It will show my children how supportive family and friends can be.
4. I'll have to overcome my fear of people looking at me.
5. I will be cold (so I am told, by other baldies), so the shivering will aid me in my weight loss.

Can you think of any other good reasons? :)

My Letter to the Local Paper

My name is Leeann Garrard and I reside in XXXXXX. Given the type of stories that you normally do, I figured that you would be the best person to contact.
First, I suppose I should tell you a little bit about my family. My husband's family, rather. My husband's younger brother was diagnosed with cancer when he was 7 years old. He fought it and went into remission. He had to fight it again at the age of 17. Then, again at 21. He passed away from the disease, at the age of 23, on Sept 4, 2005. During this time, my mother-in-law was diagnosed with breast cancer and had a mastectomy and chemo treatment.
Everything was fine, so we thought, until just recently. Her cancer has returned, with a vengeance. It has now spread to her hip bones, her liver, her lungs and the lining of her brain. Last week, her doctors informed her that she has about a year to live. Even with this facing her, she has chosen to try radiation and chemo again.
Now, the reason that I tell you all this, is that I would love for you to write a story on her, for the Hometown section. In the next week or so, the newest treatment will have kicked in enough, that she will begin losing her hair. Last time, we had a "hair shaving party" and tried to "celebrate" her new look. This year, we want to do the same. However, several family members and friends will also shave their heads, in support of her.
As you can imagine, medical bills for this family are incredibly high. We would love for you to come take pictures, write her story and include the information for the fund, that we will be setting up for her. We are hoping that people in the community will take her story to heart and donate if they can. I think this would be a wonderful way to wrap up Breast Cancer Awareness Month.
Please let me know if you feel that this is a story that you could do. I really appreciate your time.

Lazy Bones

It's Monday and I have no motivation. I don't just mean for today...I mean for the entire week coming up. I'm not looking forward to spelling tests or soccer or math homework or laundry or cooking dinner or cleaning. Nope. Don't want to clean.
I want to sit on the couch, cuddled under a warm blanket and watch mindless TV until I fall asleep. I have a big couch. Anyone want to join me? Bring some milk and cookies with you, would ya?

Sunday, October 14, 2007

In Honor of Sunday

Since it is Sunday and I will be very busy with a baby blessing, I leave you this:
I was sent this in an e-mail and loved it. No matter what religion you are, or aren't, this is touching. Click on the link and then click "view presentation." It's only about a minute and a half long.

Saturday, October 13, 2007

Award

A great big thanks to Pam for giving me this fabulous award. She always has such wonderfully nice things to say...even when I'm grumbling and don't deserve it! This award was designed by Mike At Ordinary Folk and was originally offered by Christy of Totally Fabulous. She says the award is for “bloggers who are fun, cool, and of course Totally Fabulous!”
So, I will pass this on to a few wonderful bloggy friends that I find Fabulous.

Heather at I Can Fly, Just Not Up
Nancy at Miracle Happen
Sniz at Miss Sniz
Crystal at Noah's Adventure

I love getting comments from these women. They are all amazing in so many different, perfect ways.

C'mon Parents!

One more soccer game done for the season and only one more to go. Today it didn't rain, which is a bonus. So, just a few things about today's games:

To the Dad that made his daughter cry twice, because she wasn't playing up to your standards...chill out. Please remember that these kids are 6 years old. There is no need to reprimand your children, in front of other people and make her cry. You have done nothing for her self-esteem and have only embarrassed her.

To the other Dad who felt the need to yell out everything that he wanted the girls to do...and then would get mad and make comments when they didn't listen to him: Leave it to the coach. This is why she is called "Coach" and you are called "Incredibly Annoying Father." (at least in my head.) Getting mad at little girls because they don't understand that when they play defense that they need to stay back...is not going to get you anywhere. They just want to kick the ball. Also, please stop yelling at the goalie for throwing the ball back into the game and throwing it to the other team. It was her first time playing goalie and she was excited and nervous, because everyone was yelling.

Lastly, to the mother that forgot that it was her turn to bring the treats for the end of the game: What do you have to say for yourself?

I am so, so, so sorry and I will bring EXTRA good treats to practice on Wednesday to make up for it. Bad Mommy. Bad.

Thursday, October 11, 2007

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Thursday Thirteen #6-Song Lyrics

13 Songs That Make Me Cry
(Artists' name, song title and the lyrics that bring on the tears)

1. Jeff Carson-Real Life

"By your side, scared to death
Felt the pain, you were fighting
Placed my palm on your head
Spoke your name, just keep trying.
Then you closed your eyes and took one last breath
When it was over you looked up
Laid our baby across your breast
And I never was the same again
From that moment on
Real life began"

2. Kenny Chesney-Don't Blink

"Don't blink
Just like that you're six years old and you take a nap
And you wake up and you're twenty-five
And your high school sweetheart becomes your wife
Don't blink
You just might miss your babies growin' like mine did
Turnin' into moms and dads
Next thing you know
Your better half of fifty years is there in bed
And you're prayin' God takes you instead
Trust me friend
A hundred years goes faster than you think
So don't blink"

3. Melissa Etheridge-I Run For Life

"It's been years since they told her about it
The darkness her body possessed
And the scars are still there in the mirror
Everyday that she gets herself dressed
Though the pain is miles and miles behind her
And the fear is now a docile beast
If you ask her why she is still running
She'll tell you it makes her complete
I run for hope
I run to feel
I run for the truth
For all that is real
I run for your mother your sister your wife
I run for you and me my friend I run for life
It's a blur since they told me about it
How the darkness had taken its toll
And they cut into my skin and they cut into my body
But they will never get a piece of my soul
And now I'm still learning the lesson
To waken when I hear the call
And if you ask me why I am still running
I'll tell you I run for us all"

4. Tim McGraw-Live Like You Were Dying

"I went skydiving, I went rocky mountain climbing
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named Fu Man Chu
And I loved deeper and I spoke sweeter
And I gave forgiveness I'd been denying
And he said someday I hope you get the chance
To live like you were dyin'
Like tomorrow was a gift
And you got eternity to think about what you do with it
What should you do with it
What can I do with it
What would I do with it"

5. Jamie O'Neal-Somebody's Hero



"She's never pulled anyone from a burning building
She's never rocked Central Park to a half a million fans,
screaming out her name
She's never hit a shot to win the game
She's never left her footprints on the moon
She's never made a solo hot air balloon ride, around the world,
No, she's just your everyday average girl (but)
She's somebody's hero
A hero to her baby with a skinned up knee
A little kiss is all she needs
The keeper of the cheerios
The voice that brings Snow White to life
Bedtime stories every night
And that smile lets her know
She's somebody's hero ."

6. Alabama-Christmas Shoes

"Sir, I wanna buy these shoes
For my mama, please
It's Christmas eve and these shoes are just her size
Could you hurry, sir? Daddy says there's not much time
You see, she's been sick for quite a while
And I, know these shoes will make her smile
And I, want her to look beautiful
If mama meets Jesus tonight."

7. Bob Carlisle-Butterfly Kisses

"There's two things I know for sure
She was sent here from heaven, and she's Daddy's little girl.
As I drop to my knees by her bed at night
Shee talks to Jesus and I close my eyes
And I thank God for all of the joy in my life, oh but most of all...
For butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer
Sticking little white flowers all up in her hair
Walk beside the pony Daddy, it's my first ride
I know the cake looks funny Daddy, but I sure tried
Oh with all that I've done wrong, I must of done something right
To deserve a hug every morning, and butterfly kisses at night."

8.Heartland-I Loved Her First

"How could that beautiful woman with you
be the same freckle-faced kid that i knew?
The one that i read all those fairy tales to
And tucked into bed all those nights
And i knew the first time i saw you with her,
it was only a matter of time
I loved her first I held her first
And a place in my heart will always be hers
From the first breath she breathed
When she first smiled at me
I knew the love of a Father runs deep
And i prayed that she'd find you some day
But it's still hard to give her away
I loved her first."

9.Kenny Chesney-The Good Stuff

"He grabbed a carton of milk and he poured a glass
And I smiled and said I'll have some of that
We sat there and talked as an hour passed like old friends
Saw a black and white picture and he caught my stare
It was a pretty girl with mufont hair
He said that's my Bonnie, taken about a year after we wed
He said I spent five years in the bottle when the cancer took her from me
But I've been sober three years now
'Cause the one thing stronger than the whiskey
Was the sight of her holdin' my baby girl
The way she adored that string of pearls
I gave her the day that our youngest boy Earl
married his high school love
It's a new t-shirt sayin' I'm a grandpa
Bein' right there as our time got small
And holdin' her hand when The Good Lord called her up
Yeah man, that's the good stuff "

10
. Tim McGraw-My Little Girl

"Someday, some boy will come and ask me for your hand.
But I won't say "yes" to him unless I know, he's the half
that makes you whole, he has a poet's soul,
and the heart of a man's man.
I know he'll say that he's in love. But between you and me.
He won't be good enough!
You're beautiful baby from the outside in.
Chase your dreams but always know the road
that'll lead you home again.Go on, take on this whole world.
But to me you know you'll always be, my little girl."

11. Rascal Flatts-My Wish

"I hope you never look back, but you never forget,
all the ones who love you, in the place you left,
I hope you always forgive, and you never regret,
and you help somebody every chance you get,
Oh, you find God's grace, in every mistake,
and always give more than you take.
But More than anything, yeah, more than anything...
My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to,
your dreams stay big, your worries stay small,
You never need to carry more than you can hold,
and while you're out there getting where you're getting to,
I hope you know somebody loves you,
and wants the same things too,
Yeah, this, is my wish. "

12. Tim McGraw-I'm Already Home

"If you're reading this halfway around the world
I won't be there to see the birth of our little girl
I hope she looks like you, I hope she fights like me
And stands up for the innocent and the weak
I'm layin down my gun and hanging up my boots
Tell dad I don't regret that I followed in his shoes
So lay me down, In that open field out on the edge of town
And know my soul, is where my mama always prayed that it would go
And if you're reading this I'm already home"

13. My Children Singing-I Am A Child of God

"I am a child of God,
And he has sent me here,
Has given me an earthly home
With parents kind and dear.
Lead me, guide me, walk beside me,
Help me find the way.
Teach me all that I must do
T
o live with Him someday.
I am a child of God,
And so my needs are great;
Help me to understand his words
Before it grows too late.
Lead me, guide me, walk beside me,
Help me find the way.
Teach me all that I must do
To live with him someday."

Thursday Thirteen

Wordless Wednesday #6-Eternal Love



Tuesday, October 9, 2007

How Would You Live?

Mom met with her oncologist today.
The news isn't great.
It's not even good.
One year.
One year.
365 days.
8,760 hours.
525,600 minutes.
31,536,000 seconds.
I can't even grasp my mind around it.
However, no more tears.
I have cried enough these past few days.
There will be plenty of time for that,
when it doesn't matter.
Right now, all that matters is living.
And loving.

So Thankful


Mom sat us all down last night and gave us the news. Cancer has now spread to the lining of her brain, her spinal fluid, her hips, her lungs and her liver. On the menu is radiation for two weeks and chemo again. We are shocked. We are numb.
Already, I have received numerous calls from people, asking what they can do. I am so thankful for the people in our lives that care so much, that they will push aside their lives, their troubles, their sickness...to help us.
On Saturday, we listed to General Conference. Richard C. Edgley gave a talk on this exact subject. He said that living in Utah and being a Mormon, nothing much happens without the ward knowing within 5 minutes.
While some may see this as intrusive, I find it comforting. It is comforting to know that I have an extended family that can form "units" and become mobile within minutes. The US Military could take some lessons from the presidency of the Relief Society! :)
Love, service and compassion becomes second nature in moments like this. It is wonderful that we have so many people that we can turn to for anything. Dinners, rides to treatment or a shoulder to cry on are readily accessible. To quote from his talk, "What happens to One. Happens to All." What a blessing.

Sunday, October 7, 2007

I was Tagged a while ago...finally caught up!

Where did you meet your husband?

At McDonald's, when we were in high school. We both worked there and then I became his boss! :)

What was the first thing you said to him?

I don't remember! I was probably teaching him how to work the grill.

Where was your first date?

He asked me to my Homecoming. (We went to different high schools.) We went to dinner and then to the dance. I hated it and swore I would never go out with him again. He didn't talk the whole night!

Where was your first kiss?

It was in his driveway after our second date...that one that I swore I wouldn't go on. During the kiss, he dropped his drink on my foot! Yeah, I'm that good.

How long did you date?

Almost 3 years.

Did you have a long or short engagement?

It was about 8 months.

Where did you get engaged?

We were living together at the time. He knocked on our bedroom window and got down on one knee with the ring and flowers. Cheesy, but cute.

Where were you married?

We were married at the courthouse. (Long story.) Then, we were sealed together in the Salt Lake Temple in June 2004. Wonderful day!

How did the reception go?

We never really had one.

Where did you honeymoon?

We flew back east to visit my family for a week. It was great!

Friday, October 5, 2007

My Dearest Children

Dear Children,
Let me introduce myself. I am your Mom. I am the lady that spent an accumulated 52 hours in pain, in order for you to be born. (This is not including the 152 weeks of back pain and kidney pain you put me through. And I will not even mention the lifetime loss of bladder control that I now have to endure.) I realize that you may not know much about me, as a person, so I write this letter as a way to explain a few things to you.
First of all, before you were born, I was skinny. I was skinny and I didn't have stretch marks. Since I attribute my current state to your existence, I feel that you owe me. I will be taxing your college funds in order to cover the costs for my reconstructive surgery.
Secondly, I was actually quite intelligent before you were born. I attended college and was considered very witty, by many. The fact that I can no longer match my shirt to my pants, is due to your need to keep me up for 72 straight hours, when you were a week old.
Also, I didn't always walk around talking to myself. It used to be, that when I spoke, people listened. When that stopped happening, I guess I didn't notice, and the talking continued. Feel free to insert, "Yes, Mom." and "I sure will, Mom!" at the proper intervals, when I am babbling. This lets me think that you are listening and boosts my confidence in my mothering.
I also understand that I have spent countless hours sitting in the bathroom, potty-training you. I know that the jokes and the songs and the praise helped you to make a "wee-wee." Now, you need to understand that I do not require this kind of stimulation to use the bathroom. You do not need to pound on the door, stick your fingers under the door, or continually yell, "Mom? Mom? Where are you?" I promise you, I will not fall in. (Because, as you kindly advised me once, my bum is too big to fit in the hole.)
Lastly, know that I love you. More than your Dad. Remember this when you are choosing our nursing homes, but only have enough money to send one of us to a warm climate.
Love,
Mommy

WOOH-Work Out Of House...WAH-Work At Home

WOOH-I have to please one boss.
WAH-I have to please one boss. And the four little bosses that I gave birth to. At the same time.



WOOH- I get to clock out for lunch.
WAH- I hold lunch in one hand and my laptop in the other. I chew with my mouth open while yelling, "Get OFF the table!" and "Stop hitting each other!"



WOOH- I excuse myself to use the restroom.
WAH- I go "potty"... with an audience.



WOOH-When someone pisses me off, I can gossip about them and call them a bitch behind their back.
WAH-When someone makes Mommy angry, she has to send them to their room. Then they like Daddy better.



WOOH-Sometimes it's nice to just let Daddy handle the home stuff for a while.
WAH-I handle the home stuff and the work stuff. Simultaneously. This is why my daughter has gone to school with my work papers and I have filed her homework under "High Value Homes." Whoops.



WOOH-People look at me with respect. They value my opinion.
WAH-People stare at my sweatpants, puke-stained t-shirt and messy hair. They value me going away.



WOOH-I have peers to discuss my problems with.
WAH-Talking to my children about the fight Daddy and I had would be wrong. I have to pay for therapy. :) LOL



WOOH-I have to call in and explain to my boss (who has no children) that my child has an ear infection (for the 3rd time in 2 months) and I won't be in.
WAH-I take care of my sick baby and work when I can.



WOOH-I have to miss the Halloween program at my daughter's pre-school.
WAH-I never have to choose between getting fired and missing my daughter sing.



WOOH-I got a nice paycheck and a good benefits package.
WAH-I get a measly paycheck, no benefits package, cuddle time, kisses all day, time to color, walks to the park, no guilt when someone is sick, more time to exercise, to attend all recitals and programs and the joy of knowing that I will never miss a thing in my children's lives.

Wednesday, October 3, 2007

Thursday Thirteen #5-Hopes For My Children

1. I hope that my children truly know how much their Dad and I love them. Unconditionally.
2. I hope my children stand up for what they believe in and don't let others change or mock their values.
3. I hope that my children can be the voice for those without one. The weak. The innocent. The weary.
4. I hope that my children develop the self-confidence to completely love themselves.
5. I hope that my children accept people for their differences and love them for their diversity.
6. I hope that my children believe in themselves and know that they have the ability to change the world.
7. I hope that my children learn that true beauty is in a person's actions and not in their appearance.
8. I hope that my children are honest and never let anyone or anything alter their integrity.
9. I hope that my children realize how important education is and take advantage of this opportunity while they are young.
10. I hope that my children can experience having their heart broken...and falling in love.
11. I hope that my children will have the experience of being parents. Only then, will they understand being able to completely sacrifice yourself for another person.
12. I hope that my children can look back on their lives and be happy and proud with the decisions that they have made.
13. I hope that my children appreciate life and realize the gift that it is.



Think Pink

October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month
This matter is close to my heart, as my Mom is currently fighting breast cancer. She has recurrent breast cancer and has been fighting hard for the last year. Today, we received news that her cancer may have spread to her brain. Tomorrow we go in for more tests. Please be involved in any way that you can. An easy way is to sign up for local 5K's for breast cancer. I did one in June and we had a great time! (Mom even came, only 1 week after her hysterectomy!)
There are so many ways to become involved. We can't stop until no more Mothers, Sisters, Daughters, Aunts, Cousins, Grandmothers or Friends are lost.
Other bloggers helping the cause:

Tuesday, October 2, 2007

Wordless Wednesday #5-Pure Hell. Pure Joy.




You can't be mad at ME! I'm mad at YOU!

Well, the window coverings saga continues. After a few more missed/late appointments to get my vertical blinds in for the sliding glass door, it finally got put in. Two days after the valance was put in for it (another appointment, because they didn't bring it the first time!) the damn blinds fell out of the wall!
Now, I'm no contractor here, but if you were going to hang something weighing around 15 pounds on a wall, something weighing 15 pounds that moves, wouldn't at least one of the screws need to be in a stud? Wouldn't you think? Huh? Grrr.
Nope. Apparently 1-inch tornado screws are enough to hold it in. Or so they thought. So, because it fell out, it ripped some of the sheetrock. Not a lot. But, enough that it is going to be a pain in the...errr...bum, to fix it. Add to that, that we are in the middle of finishing a basement and putting in an entire yard right now and don't have any spare time!
So, after calling the company, they are going to come out and look at it. However, they "don't understand why it happened", "it's never happened before" and "it just doesn't make sense." HELLO! Even your receptionist said that it should have been put into studs!!! It's not MY fault that your 1 hour late, punk looking, installation kid didn't know what he was doing! You can't be mad at ME! I'm mad at YOU!

Monday, October 1, 2007

It is not to be...this time.

Well, month three has gone by with no sign of baby #5. My friendly "Aunt Flo" has made her appearance.

This is very different for us. This trying and trying with no baby. Two of our four were unplanned surprises and the other two were something like, "Hey, do you think that we should start trying to have a...we're pregnant!")

So, I don't know why it isn't happening, but there is obviously a reason. Maybe one day I will figure out what that is. For now, I'll have to settle for being frustrated.