Sunday, December 1, 2013
Tuesday, November 26, 2013
Monday, November 25, 2013
Sunday, November 24, 2013
Saturday, November 23, 2013
White House Down Trailer
Friday, November 22, 2013
Thursday, November 21, 2013
We grew up on a dairy farm, so we always had plenty of milk to drink, and there was usually some Hersey's chocolate or Nestle's Quick in the cupboard for the special chocolate milk treat. I remember when I was in Kindergarten that the fad for a while was to bring a little bottle filled with chocolate milk powder to mix into the carton of milk that we received at snack time. So I did that a time or two, but if I remember correctly, the practice was not particularly approved of by our teacher, so after a while we didn't do that any more.
We also received a monthly allowance as children to spend as we saw fit, and as we grew older we were expected to pay for most of our own expenses. I remember sometimes walking or biking into town with siblings or cousins and buying a bag of penny candy at Hoyt's general store. One of my favorites were Sixlets . . . chocolate filled candy balls, similar to M&M's only spherical. Sometimes I would stop at the Hi Mountain Drug store on my way home from school and buy a full sized candy bar. I really liked Almond Joy, and another candy bar that had toffee and nuts and chocolate, similar to heath, but I can't remember the name of it now. After school we would come home and find a snack . . . often chocolate chip cookies, chocolate cake, chocolate ice cream or chocolate milk.
During my High School Years there was a vending machine with candy and other snacks available, but I don't think that I bought much candy. I preferred to save my money for things like books and clothes and school supplies, and preferred real food for lunch. I still came home to awesome afterschool snacks that often included chocolate. Onetime during my teenage years my Grandpa gave me a box of chocolate covered orange sticks for my birthday. They're still one of my favorites . . .
I don't remember a whole lot of chocolate during college. I'm sure we had brownies and chocolate chip cookies often enough. And there was the one part time job where they made regular donut runs to the Cougar Eat in the Wikinson Center. But my favorite donut was an apple spice cake donut, not chocolate.
My true addiction to chocolate has come in my later years. I've enjoyed it off and on while my children were growing, and of course for the traditional Easter, Halloween, and Christmas candies, but I think I truly became addicted to having a bit of chocolate once I started working part time. Just a little hershey's kiss or nugget or maybe two or three, preferably dark, and with nuts as a bonus, was just what was needed to make it through the afternoon. We have a candy tin in the office that many dear co-workers take turns stocking with various forms of candy, mostly chocolate. My dear MIL has also helped by introducing me to such delightful brands of chocolate as Dove, Lindt, and even Godiva. All in small doses of course. And my DH, well, he has been a good giver of chocolate as well. Thank you DH!
I was initially drawn to one of my favorite bloggers by the title of her blog: Chocolate On My Cranium. With a name like that, the blog had to be great, right? Well, it is. It is often humorous, often informative, and always uplifting. And the author, Cocoa, has chosen other chocolate product names for various members of her family as she talks about them on her blog.
So, how has chocolate blessed your life?
Tuesday, November 19, 2013
Monday, November 18, 2013
Wednesday, November 13, 2013
I love and appreciate a good lotion, and I'm always grateful to have access to it. Of course we had Johnson and Johnson Baby lotion at our house when I was small, but when I was five or six years old I received a bottle of Jergen's lotion a friend who came to my birthday party. I was thrilled by the gift! The smell reminded me of my Grandmother, and I have loved the scent of Jergen's ever since.
While I was growing up my Mother always had a supply of Vaseline Intensive Care Lotion on hand, and it was often used, especially by those hardworking members of the family who were out in the varied weather milking, hauling hay, and caring for the other animals on our family farm. My dear mother also bought and gifted me with various of the wonderful smelling Avon lotion products. I remember that I especially liked the Timeless and Sweet Honesty fragances.
|St Ive's Oatmeal Shea Butter Body Lotion|
Saturday, November 9, 2013
Friday, November 8, 2013
Thursday, November 7, 2013
Wednesday, November 6, 2013
Gratitude Day 6: I'm grateful for central heating.
When the house gets a bit too drafty I can just turn up the thermostat and stand in front of the heat vent! I'm grateful to live in a time and place where I don't need to be chopping and hauling wood or keeping the home fires burning (literally, that is). I love being warm and toasty when the temperatures outside are below freezing. The summer weather is definitely over for this year, so we can look for the good things about the cold weather season!
Tuesday, November 5, 2013
Today was election day, and I voted. It's a practice a try to follow every chance I get; every first Tuesday of November. My dear parents have set the example and have been involved in community meetings and elections throughout their lives. Today there was not a large ballot in our voting district, but the issues that were presented for vote were very important and widely discussed and debated in our local community. It's been said that our local community elections are where we can make the most difference and where our vote truly counts. Sometimes we might feel that our vote doesn't make a difference, and that is likely true in may elections, especially on the national level, but I'm grateful that I still have the opportunity to cast my vote and make my voice heard.
I'm also grateful to all of the wonderful citizens of this country who believe in freedom , including those who were born elsewhere and have come here and worked hard to help make this country a better place to live, including my wonderful dear Uncle who passed from this life earlier this afternoon. He was from Armenia, was not a religious man, but was one of the kindest, happiest, most hardworking and generous men I have ever known. In his retirement years he was a supporter of many causes that he believed in, trying to make this country and the world a better place for all.
We all have ancestors who have sacrificed and courageously come to this country, seeking a better life for themselves and their families. Sometimes we forget that there are many people here in this country today who are currently courageously seeking the freedoms that citizenship in this country offers to so many. They sacrifice, work, study, and do everything in their power to provide these blessings for themselves, their own families, and in doing so make things better for us all.
God Bless America, and her people too!
Monday, November 4, 2013
Sunday, November 3, 2013
When dark clouds of trouble hang o'er us
And threaten our peace to destroy,
There is hope smiling brightly before us,
And we know that deliv'rance is nigh.
We doubt not the Lord nor his goodness.
We've proved him in days that are past.
The wicked who fight against Zion
Will surely be smitten at last.
Feeling a little bit blue? Then go and sing or read or listen to a Hymn!
Saturday, November 2, 2013
Friday, November 1, 2013
The Book of Mormon, Another Testament of Jesus Christ
Tuesday, October 29, 2013
Saturday, October 26, 2013
This children's hymn was written the same year that my DS1 was born. I did not grow up with this song, but have learned it with my children, and it continues to be one of my very favorite songs:
Friday, October 25, 2013
Monday, October 21, 2013
Friday, October 18, 2013
Chapter two is titled "The Magical Man of La Mancha" and tells of Don Quixote, the character created by the author Don Miguel Cervantes. Don Quixote was an older eccentric landowner who perceived himself as a noble knight whose destiny was to fight evil and defend truth and justice. Quixote's perception of himself and the world was quite different from the reality experienced by the people he encountered in his adventures. He saw greatness in everyone he encountered, including the scullery maid that Quixote saw as a high born lady of virtue and beauty. At first the maid protests his exclamations of her worth, but ultimately she gives in to his perceptions, and begins to see herself, and to actually become, the Lady Dulcenia. Quixote was able to change Dulcenia's perception of herself, and thus he was able to change her reality.
I have not actually read Don Quixote myself, but I like Brad Barton's assertions that through our actions and words we are able to change other people's perceptions of themselves, and by so doing we can actually change their reality. Have you had a Don Quiote in your life? Has someone influenced the way that you see yourself and actually helped you to become a better person? Have you ever been able to be a Don Quixote to someone else? I'm sure that there have been many people who have been a Don Quixote to me, but perhaps my greatest Don Quixote has been my DH. I can feel from his words and his actions that he perceives me to be a woman of worth, and has helped me to have a self confidence that I didn't have before he knew me and asked me to be his wife. Thank you DH. I love and appreciate my own Don Quixote. ♥♥♥
Thursday, October 17, 2013
Last Friday the husband of one of my friends brought me a peach tree. The tree had been growing in their back yard, but they have several other fruit trees and had other plans for the spot that this little tree had been growing in. My friend felt bad about just cutting it down, so her dear husband dug it up, wrapped it in a tarp and drove it over to our home for me after work. Several years ago I had laid down some old tarps and wood down over a section of grass next to my strawberry patch in an attempt to kill the grass so I could expand the patch. When the tree arrived, I moved one of the tarps and was able to quickly dig a hole and get it into the ground before it got dark. So this week I have been moving more of the tarps and digging strawberry plants out of the very grass and weed infested old patch and planting them around the new baby peach tree. Hopefully I'll have the ambition to continue working at the job throughout the weekend, and next June we will be able to enjoy many luscious strawberries, and many delicious peaches in the years to come!
Monday, October 14, 2013
It was raining tonight as DD1 returned from shopping and errands, so I whipped up a batch of hot cocoa. Not the best ever, as our ingredients for cocoa are a bit limited right now and I was in a hurry, but it was hot, sweet, and chocolate. Our family does like a good cup of cocoa, and so do the co-workers at work. We have sometimes talked about how nice it would be to have a cocoa maker at work, but we really don't have a break room that we can use for things like that. So for now, we either need to warm up a cup of instant cocoa in the microwave (located in one of our supply closets) or use a cup of hot water from the nearby water cooler/heater (located in another nearby supply closet.) Oh well, I may just have to put a stash of instant cocoa into my desk drawer. Cocoa season is upon us!
Sunday, October 13, 2013
Each of the services was different, with family members or friends of the children participating in the service by giving talks full of advice for the children or presenting musical numbers. The songs and the talks all centered on how much Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ love us, want the best for us, and how Baptism is the first step in our journey back to live with them again. When we are baptized, our sins are washed away, and we are forgiven for any wrongs we have done. Baptism is also a covenant that we make with our Heavenly Father to keep his commandments and to always remember him.
After the baptisms, the children received a blessing from a Priesthood holder where they were confirmed as members of the Church and given The Gift of the Holy Ghost. This gift is a privilege that will allow them to receive continual guidance and inspiration from the Holy Ghost throughout their lives.
It has been many years since my own baptism in November of 1968, but I am very grateful for these gifts. I am grateful to be a member of The Church of Jesus Christ. The Holy Ghost has helped and guided and comforted me many times throughout my life, and I could feel the spirit very strongly yesterday as these ordinances were performed and explained to these two sweet children.
When I am Baptized
I like to look for rainbows whenever there is rain
And ponder on the beauty of an earth made clean again.
I know when I am baptized my wrongs are washed away.
And I can be forgiven and improve myself each day.
I want my life to be as clean as earth right after rain.
I want to be the best I can and live with God again.
Words: Nita Dale Milner, 1952-2004; adapted. (c) 1989 IRI
Music: Nita Dale Milner, 1952-2004. (c) 1989 IRI
Friday, October 11, 2013
Thursday, October 10, 2013
But here in our humble state it normally doesn't take more than a quick dash from house or store or church to the car or wherever I need to be going when it is raining. Since I have been walking to work, however, I have had to use the umbrella exactly twice so far. I have carried it with me several times, but have not needed it to protect me from the "misting and spitting" bits of rain or just plain cloudiness that I encountered on these other occasions.
According to wikipedia, umbrellas probably originated in ancient China more than 2400 years ago. So thank you to the wonderful and intelligent soul who designed this lovely and useful instrument. Now I just wish I could figure out how to keep my feet dry without wearing galoshes!
Wednesday, October 9, 2013
Tuesday, October 8, 2013
It has been a good week filled with visits from and activities with many of our dear children. But the highlight of this past weekend has definitely been the opportunity to listen to a living Prophet who has spoken words of comfort and counsel to the world.
President Thomas S. Monson, president and prophet of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, recently lost his beloved wife of over 64 years. In spite of his sorrow, President Monson has carried on with his work, doing his best to teach, to lead, and to care for the needs of those around him. Here are just a few of his words from this past Sunday:
“No person has ever lived entirely free of suffering and sorrow, nor has there ever been a period in human history that did not have its full share of turmoil and misery.
May we ever strive to be close to our Heavenly Father. To do so, we must pray to Him and listen to Him every day. We truly need Him every hour, whether they be hours of sunshine or of rain. May His promise ever be our watchword: “I will not fail thee, nor forsake thee.”10
Thursday, October 3, 2013
I have always enjoyed my solitude. In a fairly small house bustling with parents and siblings it was sometimes difficult to find. It was heaven to be able to go outside to a tree house, a playhouse, a hayloft, or even to find a perch on the woodpile or up in the willow tree where I could be alone with my thoughts or a book. During the winter time it was a bit more difficult, but I did learn to find some solitude for myself with my nose in a book even if there was much else going on around me. As I grew older I also found that I would rather walk home from school than ride the bus on most days. I enjoyed the solitude of the nearly mile walk from the school along the country road to my home. Even in the winter it was usually preferable to a long ride on a crowded bus.
At college I mostly enjoyed losing myself amongst the crowd. I enjoyed time with my roommates and other friends, but I also enjoyed the day going by myself from class to class to work, grabbing a quick lunch, all by myself on most days.
It was more difficult as a young mother to find the solitude. A few minutes alone in the bathroom. Or grabbing a few minutes to read in my room while the kids played together. Or an hour or so of TV or reading after they had gone to bed. I think that most of my children have this love of solitude too; some need more alone time than others. Perhaps most people need it. Maybe some people don't recognize this need. Time to reflect. Time to study. Time to pray. Time to listen for answers. Solitude, in my opinon, is one of those ingredients necessary to a happy life.
Tuesday, October 1, 2013
It's been quite a while since I've read bedtime stories to my kids, or any little kids for that matter, but I still love kids books and bedtime stories. I grew up in a family that read to me, and had bedtimes stories, and middle of the day stories read to me often by my mother, my father, my older siblings, and my grandma. I loved hearing stories and I loved reading stories. I still love reading children's books, and my adult children still ocassionally pull out the picture books and we read them aloud. There are so many treasures out there!
I recently read the blog post titled Everyone Needs a Mrs. Twinkle by Shawnie over at 71 Toes. She talked about the book Chrysanthemum by Keven Henks where the music teacher, Mrs. Twinkle helps Chrysanthemum feel better about her original name after her classmates make fun of her. I didn't remember reading the book, so checked it out from the library, and have read it several times in the past week.
Have you read a great picture book lately?
Sunday, September 29, 2013
I found it interesting that the message presented by President Thomas S. Monson to women throughout the world at last nights General Relief Society Meeting was essentially the same: "My dear sisters, your Heavenly Father loves you, each of you. That love never changes." and "Prayer is life's greatest blessing."
Friday, September 27, 2013
Napoleon Dynamite was the movie of choice (DH had picked it up from the library.) I haven't seen the show since it came out on DVD probably about eight years ago, and probably wouldn't have thought of it myself. I did enjoy the wackyness of the show back then, and again last night. It has a sweetness about it that reminds us that we're all different, most of us are a little bit wacky or weird in our own way, but that's ok. People are good.
Thanks for the movie night, DH. ♥♥♥
(I couldn't get the Utube video of the official trailer to load onto the blog, but you can watch it at Napoleon Dynamite)
Wednesday, September 25, 2013
Tuesday, September 24, 2013
* Leftover roastbeef sandwich and coleslaw for dinner
* Phone calls from two different dear daughters
* A nice visit with a new neighbor and a nice short chat with a former neighbor
* Another lunch break in the warm sunshine
* Several new and interesting tasks at work
* One good productive meeting at work
* New possible job opportunities for DH and DD4
* Leftover chocolate ice cream
I hope that you've all had a hodgepodge of blessings today too!
Monday, September 23, 2013
Sunday, September 22, 2013
Saturday, September 21, 2013
Thursday, September 19, 2013
The other day I ran accross this article from the Huffington Post, The Habits of Supremely Happy People
which listed 21 habbits that happy people have that you can easily add to your own life. One of these was going outside every day, if only for as little as 20 minutes. So, if for some reason you're not feeling particularly happy right now, try to take some time to enjoy the outdoors, breath in the fresh air, maybe take a little walk, and catch a few rays. And then find your way to the Huffington Post article to see a few other things that you can maybe make the effort to do and add a bit more happiness to your life.
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
Sunday, September 15, 2013
I've posted briefly about my grandparents before, but today I would like to honor my great grandparents Albert Smith and Mary Ann Storton Smith, who as young parents left their homeland and lives in Harlestone, Northampton, England, and immigrated to America in 1882. They worked hard all of their lives as a butcher and a homemaker, and left a legacy for their posterity here in America