* The Virus
I have been watching Cake Boss on Netflix recently. As a natural result I have begun speaking with a Long Island accent. But wait, you say. They aren't in Long Island. They aren't even in New York. They are in New Jersey. But my grandma grew up in/on Long Island. Is it in or on? I have no idea. But I just tell my kiddos that their mama from Long Island is here and then just get all loud and Long Islandy. It's fun. Anyhoo, I got on the website for their cake shop. I was curious about the cost of the cakes he makes. There is no cost list. I was bummed. But there was an error message that kept coming up. So I kept deleting it because it's just plain annoying. And there was no error. I must have hit the right deal on one of the messages because nasty viral shut downs ensued. I called Daniel to say there is something wrong with it. When he got home he stated the obvious. To him. Not me. I still kept spreading said viral nastiness every time I tried getting rid of the error messages. It took some doing to get it fixed. He realized, after some time, that nothing was actually wiped out. It was all hidden. So he backed up all my precious files onto the backup hard drive and then began to rebuild the ugliness. My laptop didn't want to cooperate so much. So it took a while. Then it was all fixed and all my files and stuff got put back on. I didn't get back on to blog because I just didn't want to. Until now.
* The Basement
We purchased our home 13 1/2 years ago. The basement has since filled with
* The PTA
As you may already know, I am on the PTA board at the elementary school this year. I began the year waiting for the time that I would spend hours on end at the school doing, well, PTA stuff. Well folks, it happened. This is fundraiser week and next week is Book Fair. I begin my day at the school at 8:30 and leave when money counting and candy bar box passing out is done. Then I go help with the deposit if it can be done right then. Next week will be more of the same. Although it's kicking my butt, I am enjoying being in the school and doing my job. It's also fun to see the happenings in the office and chatting with neat ladies.
*The Announcement
Did you watch conference?? As I listened to President Monson on Saturday morning I cried. I was in the car with Ruthie and I grabbed her arms (I was parked) and said, "YOU CAN GO ON A MISSION WHEN YOU'RE 19!!!!" She didn't quite know how to react as I yelled and squeezed and cried. But as it sunk in she counted the years till she can serve a mission. 10. That's all. She'll be 9 in a few weeks. My boys will each turn 18 while they're still in school, so they will most likely be closer to 19 anyway. But boy, what a monumental announcement. I can't wait to see how the sister missionary numbers will rise in the coming months. I think back to when I chose to serve a mission. I was 21 1/2 when I left. I know I never would have gone if the age was 19 then. I'm sure I would have completely missed that opportunity. I am grateful I did and am so grateful that so many more young women will have the opportunity to serve!!
* The SEOP
In junior high there is a special meeting that takes place with parent, student, and counselor. It's a time to go through the student's goals and make sure they are achieving all they want to. Granted, they are 12 and in 7th grade, but it's never a bad time to see how they are coming in their goals for the future. Isaac and I met with one of the teachers who quickly caught on to Isaac's love of building and engineering. He suggested he take a Tech class in 8th grade with the teacher sitting close to us. That teacher went through some of the things they do in class. Isaac was excited. Then he suggested a class he can take in 9th grade, which I can't remember. But I'm sure we'll figure it out. Isaac has less than 6 years left in school. Then he'll go on a mission, since he can go right after high school. Then he will get to work on what might just be an engineering degree. Or maybe he'll bag groceries awesomely at a grocery store. Who knows. But it's so wonderful to have the opportunities in junior and high school to help him get started on a career.
* The Field Trips
Sammy and Ruthie both had field trips last week. On Tuesday I went with Ruthie's class to the Ogden Nature Center. It was hot I tell ya! One class mate came to sit by me while we ate lunch and said, "It's so cool that I can come on a field trip and have lunch with my scout leader". To which I replied, "I am Ruthie's mom, you know. That's why I'm here." Oh. I think he was a bit deflated. At least he got to eat with his scout leader. Sam and I went to the zoo on Friday. It's wasn't so hot. In fact I wore my sweatshirt most of the day. Each of the kids was supposed to fill out some papers on animals. When we got to the polar bear we had to wait until we could see him. He finally came bounding out and dove into the water. Sam was standing right next to the glass as he swam right passed him, then put his feet on the glass to push off and swim. He did that several times, much to the crowd's amazement. We cheered and laughed as the polar bear entertained us. Then he got out of the water and walked away for a bit. After a few minutes he was back. Diving, swimming, pushing off, showing off for the crowds. He's a people pleaser.
* The Random Commercial Part
Have you seen that commercial that has the kid telling his mom, "Mommy, Mommy! I went potty!". The mom is excited and goes into the bathroom and looks in the toilet, which has not been peed into and says, "Where?". The boy then points to the tub. It's a Clorox commercial and cracks me up every time!! It is so funny that the kid pees in the tub. Because mine have done the very same thing. Funny I tell ya!
* The Joy Part
I had a chance to talk to my good friend Laurie one day after school. I had spent much of the day at the school. I proceeded to go through all the craziness in my life right now. PTA, weddings, cub scouts, field trips, sick hubby, basement, kids, nail polish all over my tub. It just goes on and on. The next day after school, she came over and gave me a gift bag with some Joy in it. A book, foot cream, nail polish, nail polish remover, hand sanitizer. All with a special purpose in helping me de-stress. I loved the nail polish remover for cleaning out my tub. I'll get to it some time. I'm sure. I realized how much I had complained, but also realized how well my friend listened and understood the stress and craziness going on. Thank you Laurie.
* The I'm Not Pregnant Part
In case you're wondering.. I'm not. But this is a bit of an emotional time for me. If we had kept our paperwork in China we would be the parents of 4 children. We would have traveled last month for another baby from China. I would be in the Hell On Wheels part of attachment. I would not be leaving the house at all. I would be a basket case. But I would be happy. But here we are with our 3 awesome kiddos and all the craziness in our lives. And I'm a basket case. Crying and emotional and crazy and using my Long Island accent to break the monotony. We don't second guess, we are right where we should be. But for a few moments I've been what if-ing. And I'm done now and moving on. And we are happy.
* The Time Out Part
Tomorrow I am going to Time Out For Women in Logan. During all the stress and emotion and stuff, I told Daniel that I was going to back out. The Book Fair, Laps For Lyndsay, Stake Conference, money, kids. He said to go and enjoy it and not worry about anything. So I am going with several women from my ward. I am looking forward to just being. And just being there. A short time out for mom.
And with that I end this post. Enjoy this once in a lifetime day of 10-11-12.
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You're welcome! And you didn't complain, you just needed someone to talk to. And I'm glad that I had the chance to be that someone.
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