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Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Today, this girl and this boy made me happy...!

Today was a day to relish in my two younger kids experiences!



Kenna, is turning into such a beautiful teenager and I can't believe that she has half a year of school left before she in in High School, where in the world is the time going?  She has been reading Ally Carter books which I didn't really know if she would like, but bought over the summer because I wanted to spur on her joy of reading... Yes, she loves them and Yeah, she is done with the 2 I bought , so we went to the library to request the 3rd book. How long will it take do you think?


Kyler, is a hunk of a guy!  He has been so busy with JROTC, that we don't see him as much as we would like to!  He also, has been very busy with friends (guys and girls,) hanging out, watching movies, playing softball , watching Volleyball, etc...  He is amazing to me on his dance moves. He has been teaching himself how to break dance and it is fun to see how his "moves" are improving!  I think that he should start a Title 9 guys drill team. Just kidding, Soon I am going to hear, "mom, you are so lame, you need to go back to high school and see how it works," when he reads this! He forgets that up until we moved to Ocala, I was in the know about those kinds of things!

Am I lucky to be their mother? I think it is not luck but a Divine Priviledge!!!

Monday, October 25, 2010

What has made me happy today Monday...

Today, I applied online for attendance at Central Florida!  I hope that my transcripts get to the school quick so that I can get in and register for the 2 classes I want to take!

I am so excited to see what will happen... Will they accept me?!

Sunday, October 24, 2010

Supercalifragilistic Sunday

Today was Stake Conference which I was not able to attend since Mckenna's dance group was performing at the Fine Arts Festival of Ocala.
Not only was this what made me happy today....\
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But, so did this... Actually it made me laugh out loud!
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Is it Marmaduke?!

Saturday, October 23, 2010

a Super Saturday with Jackie Roettger

Early this morning Kyler jetted off to the Jacksonville Air show with his JROTC group, Kenna soundly slept in and Matt drove me to CVS on the corner of 17th and 441, and dropped me off there to meet Jackie Roettger, Amanda McCoy and her mother-in-law to go to the McIntosh town Festival.
Jackie Roettger
Last year I went with Matt and the kids. I won't do that again, they spent a lot of time murmuring (not Matt,) they asked how long we were going to be and they griped that they didn't have enough money or food... so When Jackie posted on Facebook that she was going I was ecstatic and asked if I could go with her!

McIntosh is the same place that we did our family pictures last year. I love the town, it is quaint, it is historic and has many Victorian-Esq type homes. See, Why I love it...
On of the houses in McIntosh
We arrived into town through a gorgeous Mist flowing through the fields surrounding 441. It was a nippy morning and so I had worn my brown jacket, Premiere and my lovely brown hat with the neutral flowers!  (thanks again Lisa for introducing me to the best store in St. George!) still, I was a little nippy, but it soon warmed up fast!

The crowds when we arrived were not bad. but within 2 hours it was, proceed with caution, you will almost step on a dog, you will be slowed down to a speed of 4 steps a minute and/or you will be feeling a little claustrophobic in some really small booths while checking out some amazing charms and necklace wares... This is the part that makes places like this hard to want to go back to. I did get a great handmade Glass beaded bookmark, and a teeny-tiny little man in a bottle made from clay polymer! Honestly, the little man was too hard to pass up, he is adorable!!

It doesn't pay to bring only $20 to an event like this but what could I do, it is the end of the month (almost... where in the world has the time flown to?) and I was out personal money because of our King Arthur Halloween Party!
Note to self;; Remember you can get Christmas gifts at a place like this... Make sure you budget for that reason in October!


 I am always impressed with other creative people's talents and what they can achieve all in the name of passion!  One lady told us that she had just found her niche in what made her happy and I could tell that she really did love what she had created and what she did!  Her specialty was leather looking Clay Polymer jewelry hung on leather ropes and some of the necklaces had a design on the back and front which I complimented her on. She said she only made a few with designs like that because most people didn't appreciate the special little touches. She thanked me for noticing and complimenting her on them and we both acknowledged silently that we were kindred spirits! I truly could have sat there and watched her make her jewelry just to learn and observe the creativity!

Another Vendor- Let's call him Henry... Made the most life like Iris's I had ever seen out of Polymer Clay. He actually is the man who made the teeny-tiny man in the bottle that I so had to have!  Usually Jackie says he has holiday inspired characters in those little bottles, but he was out and didn't have anymore bottles to make a Santa one for me!  He is going to be in Gainesville Thanksgiving weekend so I hope that we can go to that and he will have them for me!


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Jackie and I had a lot of fun, we shared Sweet Potato French Fries and Fried Green Tomatoes (yes, we are in the south you know!) and found a lot of beautiful Jewelry!
Fried Green Tomatoes Sweet Potato Fries
After 3 hot, mad-crush- of- people-filled hours, we headed back to CVS ecstatic,  but more tired then we were in the wee hours of this morning!
Thanks Jac for letting me hop in the car with you darling Ladies!

Here are a few pictures of the event and what I found made my day better. Enjoy


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Friends that Jackie and I saw at the Festival: The Reid Family and Dear Cynthia
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A Wind Pipe Musician... He sounded wonderful!  And just a view of some of the booths
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one of the beautiful churches and it's stained glass windows
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This painting looked like it was on Marble, but it is really canvas! a vendor that sold crochet finger puppets which I would like to try to make!

Friday, October 22, 2010

Friday a day of rest?

So, today was a lazy day... I was tired, I was cranky and I just wanted to read! Good thing, that is what I got to do! It made it so I wasn't so cranky anymore! I started and finished the book Yellow Star by Jennifer Roy (which Mckenna told me she loves and has read over and over again. Wow, I didn't even know she had a favorite book since she claims she hates reading. How can she be my daughter?!!!!)


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Yellow Star was written because it was Jennifer Roy's way of preserving the story of her aunt, who didn't talk about until well into her old age.  It's written in beautiful, intense, free verse through the eyes of young Syvia who is 4 years old when the nightmare begins.  She is 10 when she and the 12 other "children of the cellar" are released with the few remaining survivors at the end of the war.  About a quarter of a million Jews were forced into the Lodz Ghetto but only 800 walked out.  This is the story of Syvia's survival in a powerful little book. This is really a children's book, which usually is an untouchable subject for the age it was written for, I think 4th grade and up. The Topic can be dark, the subject horrific in the way Syvia describes it but not too overwhelming for the tender age of 10. I have been reading a lot of WWII books lately and this one was just as fascinating as Night by Eli Weisel. 

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Thankful Thursday

 As I was returning home from dropping Kyler off at school, I pulled into Dalton Woods and saw the most breath-taking site! In front of me was the hazy, misty view of a beautiful tiny sliver short of a full moon... It was in this vein that I was thankful it was fall, it was almost Halloween and that I was surrounded by a forest of trees! I mean, without the trees would i get this eerie scene straight out a Michael Jackson Thriller video?! Not in the slightest!

Full moon... Not this is the Harvest moon

This is a picture of the Harvest moon. Which obviously is not the Full Moon of today!

The moon
This is a picture of the full moon but not today either. This was taken in Utah in June. But, it still fits in with the theme.

I mean truly, could I take a picture of the Full moon while driving? I think that is dangerous! ; OP

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Grocery Shopping and my little sister Diana

Today, I clipped coupons and went shopping at Publix! I love Publix, they have the best sugarfree Moosetracks frozen Yogurt! Plus, their Boar's head Golden Chicken Breast is to die for!  Guess What?!  I ended up saving from their BOGO and use of those clipped coupons... $102!  I have felt that our grocery budget of $500 is too restrictive, but if all goes as planned, I will have stuck straight to that budget with maybe pennies left over!  I think that is a cause for a Woot woot as my Natalia Hunt would say!

The biggest smile today came from Google talk while talking to my little sister Diana. Boy, do I miss her. She has the flu, which is so sad, because it is a beautiful fall day in Provo, but I guess that means I was lucky to have her all to myself for a little while (until the dumb computer froze and I lost her. Sorry, Diana!!!)

She is an amazing seamstress... She has adorable children and she is so kind and helpful to those who she cares about, and yet... she loves BYU Football (boo,) she loves the Jazz (okay I will give you that,) and she does an amazing job writing about said Jazz on her blogposts on Jazzbot!  Diana- I love you!

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Choir

  
Church Choir made me happy today...
Every time I hit that upper register I hear my Grandma Field singing and it makes me tickled pink!  I know to you that might sound spooky, but my grandma was an awesome singer.
I really feel more comfortable in the mid range, and in High school I actually sang Tenor, but ever since TA'ing at SC Middle school and Mr. Rymerson had me sing to my Special Ed kids during class I have been able to reach a High F and not sound pathetic. But, unfortunately I haven't been able to hit below an F in the lower register.
But, Alas, I digress...
Choir is a great place for me. I wasn't able to go on the Bigger & Better activity with the YW/YM because I fell down tripping over a ditch at the Bishop's house after our Fireside Sunday closing our Media Fast, and hurt my leg and outer foot near my little toe, so I went back to Choi.r (we meet at 6 then us YW leaders leave at 7 while everyone else keeps singing). We are working on Thanksgiving music and also plugging along on our Christmas Program!

I love Christmas Music, especially Church Christmas music, it makes me crave Hot Cocoa and Snow (But, I will take the Music even if I can't have the snow!) and helps me to be thankful for the Gift of the Savior.

Monday, October 18, 2010

What Made Me Happy today

Anybody who knows me, Knows I am a Gilmore Girl fanatic... today this episode is what I watched and I laughed and laughed it made me so happy inside. I know you may not like it like I do (Matt doesn't,) but maybe you might enjoy it a little.

Sunday, October 17, 2010

Adventures in Wonder-land and Yes, I mean true Wonder...



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Don't you love when something that you are inspire to do comes to fruition, but becomes even better than you imagined it could be?
Well, today, Sunday,This is what  i am most grateful for...
This is our YW in Excellence night. It happened really on Tuesday, but since I was doing a Media Fast, I didn't feel as if I should really be writing or putting up pictures on that day!

My darling friend Jennifer Shaefer's ward (our old GA ward,) did a Transition from YW to Relief Society based on Alice and the Looking Glass. I saw her invitations and the ideas just started flowing. I talked to the YW Presidency and everything just pulsed faster from there.  Amanda's grandma amazingly had all these amazing Pillow Cases and Fabric pieces that created this mad, crazy but adorable setting for our Merry Celebration!

My favorite part of this whole night was from the beginning- Walking through the Looking Glass to the wonderful Parent Praises that were given to the girls at the end of the evening.  I couldn't have imagined anything better to celebrate our girls with! The older girls picked Little Sisters to do fun stuff with all the rest of the year and beyond. We welcomed in our upcoming Beehives, Isabelle Roettger and Allie Shuman. Whom we are so excited to have in our midst and to get to know them better!

We had chaos with our rotating of chairs and food, to the most amazing talk from our fierce Leader Sister Leah Thompson and we of course had the amazing talents, projects and prose from our wonderful Girls!  Oh, how Strong and Courageous they are with all that they deal with in their lives and today we were shown this through the words of their parents!

I am thankful for a God given talent that comes when it needs to, to an intune Spirit that listens when it is whispered and the courage to speak up when I know that something is right. This to me is truly wonderful.
This is what makes me Happiest today!

Saturday, October 16, 2010

Hail to King Arthur

Today a party surrounded by friends made me happy!  I loved it! I didn't know that my friends were so talented!!!

We had games, they guessed names, we had super pulled pork and King Arthur didn't act like a dork! (hee hee)
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Since, I, the fair Queen, fired our Jester and our Minstrel because they were so boring, Our kingdom provided entertainment of which we had not seen the likes of before and which proved to be the hit of the night!
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We had a visiting King from the land of Kitchen act while his Bar Maid recited the Highway Man (which is one of my favorites because it reminds me of Anne of Green Gables).
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The Highwayman

The wind was a torrent of darkness upon the gusty trees,
The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas,
The road was a ribbon of moonlight looping the purple moor,
And the highwayman came riding--
Riding--riding--
The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn door.

He'd a French cocked hat on his forehead, and a bunch of lace at his chin;
He'd a coat of the claret velvet, and breeches of fine doe-skin.
They fitted with never a wrinkle; his boots were up to his thigh!
And he rode with a jeweled twinkle--
His rapier hilt a-twinkle--
His pistol butts a-twinkle, under the jeweled sky.

Over the cobbles he clattered and clashed in the dark inn-yard,
He tapped with his whip on the shutters, but all was locked and barred,
He whistled a tune to the window, and who should be waiting there
But the landlord's black-eyed daughter--
Bess, the landlord's daughter--
Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair.

Dark in the dark old inn-yard a stable-wicket creaked
Where Tim, the ostler listened--his face was white and peaked--
His eyes were hollows of madness, his hair like mouldy hay,
But he loved the landlord's daughter--
The landlord's black-eyed daughter;
Dumb as a dog he listened, and he heard the robber say:

"One kiss, my bonny sweetheart; I'm after a prize tonight,
But I shall be back with the yellow gold before the morning light.
Yet if they press me sharply, and harry me through the day,
Then look for me by moonlight,
Watch for me by moonlight,
I'll come to thee by moonlight, though hell should bar the way."

He stood upright in the stirrups; he scarce could reach her hand,
But she loosened her hair in the casement! His face burnt like a brand
As the sweet black waves of perfume came tumbling o'er his breast,
Then he kissed its waves in the moonlight
(O sweet black waves in the moonlight!),
And he tugged at his reins in the moonlight, and galloped away to the west.

He did not come in the dawning; he did not come at noon.
And out of the tawny sunset, before the rise of the moon,
When the road was a gypsy's ribbon over the purple moor,
The redcoat troops came marching--
Marching--marching--
King George's men came marching, up to the old inn-door.

They said no word to the landlord; they drank his ale instead,
But they gagged his daughter and bound her to the foot of her narrow bed.
Two of them knelt at her casement, with muskets by their side;
There was Death at every window,
And Hell at one dark window,
For Bess could see, through her casement, the road that he would ride.

They had bound her up at attention, with many a sniggering jest!
They had tied a rifle beside her, with the barrel beneath her breast!
"Now keep good watch!" and they kissed her. She heard the dead man say,
"Look for me by moonlight,
Watch for me by moonlight,
I'll come to thee by moonlight, though Hell should bar the way."

She twisted her hands behind her, but all the knots held good!
She writhed her hands till her fingers were wet with sweat or blood!
They stretched and strained in the darkness, and the hours crawled by like years,
Till, on the stroke of midnight,
Cold on the stroke of midnight,
The tip of one finger touched it! The trigger at least was hers!

The tip of one finger touched it, she strove no more for the rest;
Up, she stood up at attention, with the barrel beneath her breast.
She would not risk their hearing, she would not strive again,
For the road lay bare in the moonlight,
Blank and bare in the moonlight,
And the blood in her veins, in the moonlight, throbbed to her love's refrain.

Tlot tlot, tlot tlot! Had they heard it? The horse-hooves, ringing clear;
Tlot tlot, tlot tlot, in the distance! Were they deaf that they did not hear?
Down the ribbon of moonlight, over the brow of the hill,
The highwayman came riding--
Riding--riding--
The redcoats looked to their priming! She stood up straight and still.

Tlot tlot, in the frosty silence! Tlot tlot, in the echoing night!
Nearer he came and nearer! Her face was like a light!
Her eyes grew wide for a moment, she drew one last deep breath,
Then her finger moved in the moonlight--
Her musket shattered the moonlight--
Shattered her breast in the moonlight and warned him--with her death.

He turned, he spurred to the West; he did not know who stood
Bowed, with her head o'er the casement, drenched in her own red blood!
Not till the dawn did he hear it, and his face grew grey to hear
How Bess, the landlord's daughter,
The landlord's black-eyed daughter,
Had watched for her love in the moonlight, and died in the darkness there.

Back, he spurred like a madman, shrieking a curse to the sky,
With the white road smoking behind him and his rapier brandished high!
Blood-red were his spurs in the golden noon, wine-red was his velvet coat
When they shot him down in the highway,
Down like a dog in the highway,
And he lay in his blood in the highway, with the bunch of lace at his throat.
And still on a winter's night, they say, when the wind is in the trees,
When the moon is a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas,
When the road is a gypsy's ribbon looping the purple moor,
The highwayman comes riding--
Riding--riding--
The highwayman comes riding, up to the old inn-door.

Over the cobbles he clatters and clangs in the dark inn-yard,
He taps with his whip on the shutters, but all is locked and barred,
He whistles a tune to the window, and who should be waiting there
But the landlord's black-eyed daughter--
Bess, the landlord's daughter--
Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair.


We had a gypsy Violinist play while her Friar read about Zanadu.
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Kubla Khan
By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

In Xanadu did Kublai Khan


A stately Pleasure-Dome decree,
Where Alph, the sacred river ran
Through caverns measureless to man
Down to a sunless sea.

So twice five miles of fertile ground


With walls and towers was girdled ’round,
And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills,
Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree;
And here were forests ancient as the hills,
Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.

But, oh! That deep, romantic chasm which slanted


Down the green hill, athwart a cedarn cover:
A savage place! As holy and enchanted
As e’er beneath the waning moon was haunted
By woman wailing for her Demon Lover!
And from this chasm with ceaseless turmoil seething,
As if this Earth in fast, thick pants were breathing,
A mighty fountain momently was forced,
Amid whose swift, half-intermitted burst
Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail,
Or chaffy grain beneath the thresher’s flail;
And ‘midst these dancing rocks at once and ever,
It flung up momently the sacred river!
Five miles meandering with ever a mazy motion,
Through wood and dale the sacred river ran,
Then reached the caverns measureless to man,
And sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean.
And ‘mid this tumult, Kublai heard from far
Ancestral voices prophesying war!

The shadow of the Dome of Pleasure


Floated midway on the waves,
Where was heard the mingled measure
From the fountain and the caves.
It was a miracle of rare device:
A sunny Pleasure-Dome with caves of ice!

A damsel with a dulcimer


In a vision once I saw:
It was an Abyssinian maid,
And on her dulcimer she played,
Singing of Mount Abora.
Could I revive within me
Her symphony and song,
To such deep delight ‘twould win me
That with music loud and long,
I would build that dome within the air!
That sunny dome, those caves of ice,
And all who heard should see them there,
And all should cry: “Beware! Beware!
His flashing eyes, his floating hair!
Weave a circle ’round him thrice,
And close your eyes in holy dread:
For he on honeydew hath fed,
And drunk the milk of Paradise!”


 We had a fair Lady-in-waiting sing a beautiful song right after her Sorcerer made us laugh with his jokes. We had a Gypsy who read us our futures, her Executioner tell us Daddy inspired Jokes. We had Death recite to us about Robin Hood, her jolly Minstrel strum his Guitar. We had another Gypsy and her knight Juggle and throw darts at an apple on her head trying to find out if they were compatible. We had a Crusader recite a wonderful poem dedicated to King Arthur and his Guinevere! We also had a Gypsy and her black Knight play a little magical coin trick which then stemmed into the wonderful talent from a fair tiny wench who with her knight played a game with coins.

All entertainer's Money were then taxed by our Jolly Jester-in-training and the one with the most money won our fine prize of top billing in the kingdom... Which of course was my very own Knight of the Round Table (or Rectangular...)  King Arthur!!!

Then, I the fair Queen, invited all to participate in a few rounds of The Minister's Cat- a fine game of Alphabetic feat!

A wonderful night I hope was had by all. Because I know it was for King Arthur and myself!!
Enjoy our pictures...

Friday, October 15, 2010

2nd thing that made me happy today!

So, our Halloween party is tomorrow, Sharon and her fam are joining us all the way from Miami,! But , that is not what is making me the  happiest right now it is these...



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Which I did all by myself! Yes, I reupholster the chair! Awesome huh? The Sword ofcourse is for Proof that anyone can't be King Arthur... Only Wart can!

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Sisters in the Gospel Make Me Smile

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Me, Kristin S., Sheryl W., Peche' C. and Cynthia H.

What makes me happy today was actually something that happened last night at our Stake Auxillary Training Meeting.

As we were meeting with our Stake YW leaders, the most inspiring thing happened we actually were taught with a goal in mind, but the Spirit Led the discussions, the direction and the Scriptures fed our souls.

I love These ladies, I learned to initially love 3 of them at girls camp. Cynthia I had already fallen in love with the minute I met her, when she was introduced by her Husband Ricky,(who is Matt's boss and the City Manager of Ocala) to our Family!

These Ladies are strong in the Gospel. They knew what needed to be taught because they are so in tune to it.

Sheryl started the meeting telling us about the Theme for 2011 and about the New Personal Progress Program being online at personalprogress.lds.org.
Our new Theme is the 13th Article of Faith. "We believe in being Honest, True, Chaste, benevolent, Virtuous, and in doing good to all men; indeed we may say that we follow the admonition of Paul - we believe all things, we hope all things, we have endured many things, and hope to be able to endure all things.  If there is anything Virtuous, lovely or of good report or praiseworthy we seek after these things."

Peche' gave us so many pearls of wisdom that came from President Packard. Leah and I seemed to be on the same wave length when we would hear something, I would write it down and then she would write it down, or visa versa. Sister Castillo of the Ocala 3rd Branch gave some great ideas that I think would be awesome to implement! But, the best of all was the things that created the "Aha Moments"... reading out of the scriptures talking about the Cloven tongue like fire (meaning speaking with the Spirit of the Holy Ghost.)

Then we talked about 5 steps that you can take to help to use the Spirit to teach and reach each other.

1st step would be to prepare Spiritually.
a. : Ask and you will see
b: Seek and you will find
C. Knock and a door will open

2nd step: is to do more teaching from the Scriptures and to rely on the Holy Spirit in your calling!

How can you teach from the scriptures if you don't read them or know them better? How can you rely on the Spirit if you don't ask or listen for Him to tell you what you need to know?

3rd step: Teach by the Spirit
D&C 50:13  Wherefore, I the Lord ask you this question—unto what were ye aordained? We replaced the word ordained to Called. "Unto What were ye Called?


I took away from that the fact that I was called to do a certain thing, Am I fulfilling that Calling? Am I, Sandi Brower. keeping the records of the girls accuratly, Am I loving the girls and being a good example to them? Am I Supporting Leah in her calling and the rest of her counselors? These are things that I need to do better. What happened to the calendar and the Newsletter? These things need to be done and whatever else Leah asks for!

4th step: Help the learner to have the responsibility for the learning.
What in the world does that mean? Well, how can someone learn if they don't feel they need to? Don't you sometimes listen to a lesson but totally zone it out? Are you actively learning if you do that?  Sometimes we think the girls are not listening but they really are, they may be a step behind where you are only because they are thinking and applying what they are learning to their everyday life. We need to give the girls more time to respond when we teach, when we ask questions and when we talk to them so that they can delve deeper into their own minds. We need to ask them what they are feeling, what they are thinking, how something makes them react?!
As Leah teaches our girls when they are doing the Spiritual thought... they need to Explain, Share and then Testify of what they are teaching. I love that!

and the Last step would be : Testify of the Savior. The girls and your family need to know what you believe, they will listen to your words but they will also look for your example and they won't believe you if you talk but don't do!
The way to Eternal Life is only through the Savior, and the only way to have a testimony of the Savior is 4 fold, Study, Pray, seek the Holy Spirit and believe in what you learn and then pay it forward and pass it on.

It is up to each of us to be actively participating to take the Gift of the Hoy Ghost into our lives.

So, this is what made me have that "aha, I like that" moment! last night!

One thing more...Cynthia was in Gainesville like all the rest of us were but she was not able to make the training meeting due to her daughter-in-law having an emergency C-section which led to a tiny (3 lbs 1 oz,) but healthy baby Girl! Congratulations Grammy, and proud Mama and Daddy!

Sadness and Gladness which in turn reminds me of Pollyanna

So, Lately, I have been having the ho hums... after a beautiful pep talk from my mom (my mom is amazing, she happens to cheer me up even when sad things are happening in her life and helps me to feel her love over the phone line that is so tangible, I feel it like electricity!)  I decided that I had to snap out of it and get back into life!

Today was not one of those days even though I have accomplished a lot in the last few days (and today,) getting ready for our awesome Halloween party,

About an hour ago, I sat down to read about my dear friend Patrice and her family on her family blog. I have missed them, I have craved being around her girls and I have missed her wisdom when it comes to life and living the Gospel, so like I said I sat down to read her blog.  That was not the greatest idea in the world even though I laughed  (alot! mind you,) I also cried!  I cried when she wrote about Swiss Days, I cried when she was talking about running (better have been walking, really... Patrice!!) with Summer 3 miles down the St. George Marathon finale because I could see her with that "I don't care that the Dr. is going to chew me out, I need to help Summer finish this race, look." (Did I mention Patrice is in a Boot and shouldn't be even walking that far?!!!) And alas, I realized once again that I have Santa Clara-itus... I have to get over this, I have to move on, but I can't seem to!  low and behold through all that ho humness, there came a ray of sunshine that hit me in the forehead (literally, from the skylight.) and it inspired me to turn to NieNie...  If you have not discovered or heard about Stephanie Nielson, you are missing out on one of the bravest, strongest plug through life kind of girl I have ever heard of!  Yes, I have talked about NieNie before, but I haven't followed her blog for months and today was the day that I knew I needed to see how she is doing!

I have nothing to be sad about, I have nothing to be bugged about, I have nothing to keep me from wading through life until I feel like running! I realize NieNie is an ispiration and her faith of life in her truly catchingly a shot in the arm type of writing has helped so many and today she helped me.  If NieNie is plugging along, if she is finding joy in the journey and has the trials she has Who in the Heck am I to even think I have problems?!  Goodness Gracious, Missing my oldest child because he has gone to college is something everyone has to do eventually, moving is nothing... I have been here for 2 months shy of 2 years! What the Heck?!  What is the prob? I have beautiful children, who are healthy, I have the most amazing parents who are 1 .5 hours away from me, a little sister with the most beautiful children who make me smile hugely and laugh Santa Claus like with their childness  who lives 4 hours away and a super adorable baby sister and her family in Provo who I get to talk to all the time and entertains me with her Kira Graceisms, but most important of all--- I have the most handsome, hardworking, kindest husband in the world
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So, Matt is who I am the most grateful for today. He, who, puts up with all my Field-isms and still tends to crack me up with his unearthly naiveness about things in life that everyone else seems to know all about but he in his sweet way never pays attention to! He is not jaded with life, he takes it as it is, he lives it the way he sees fit and runs with it all! He works so hard for us to have the life that we have, He has put himself in debt to show our children that the only way to make something of yourself is to plug yourself into what needs to be done, do your best, be kind to everyone on the way and get on with it! I on the other hand worry, complain, pick life apart and bash the point to death... I know... I need to be Polllyanna and so In my quest for gratitude, for seeing the happiness in what is my life, I am going to put this blog to work and post one entry a day based on what I find uplifting, what inspires me to love life and maybe even post a picture or two about what I see in my daily life that is a "aha, I love that" type of thing.

I hope I don't bore you with my quest for happiness, maybe it will even bring a smile to your day!