Moments of Emotion

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Do you know that when I am experiencing high levels of emotion, I think I am a better writer?  I don't know why that is, and maybe I'm the only one who thinks it.  But when I'm wrapped up in something that seems to evoke a lot of emotion from me, which is quite difficult by the way, then I feel like I need to express it in my writing.

Otherwise, it seems like my writing style tends to lend itself more to the snarky side.  Being married to KT makes me an expert in sarcasm and offhanded witticism.  What I would like to learn as a developing writer is how to capture emotions and thoughts even when I'm not feeling them all the way to my toes.  And, that's no easy feat.

I feel like Miguel's impending departure has drawn some writing out of me that I might not have expressed otherwise.  Like when I wrote about Pressing Submit, Thirty Two Steps and Part Two.  OR, even Mother's Day.  

(And just so you know, extreme emotions just aren't my thing.  I don't necessarily want to seek it out, to live it and then express it.  I just want to learn how to express and avoid the whole feelings thing altogether.  Yes, I am my husbands wife.)

This is 2busy checking out...I will resume blogging once I see my two sons off at the airport.  What a sad day that will be...

Today Brings

A serious neck surgery for my sweet mother.  This is so scary to me.  She has a condition that left untreated could lead to paralysis.  The surgery itself, could cause paralysis, but her chances are better with the surgery than without.  I am very scared for my mommy.  But, I have faith that Heavenly Father will look out for her and bless her with strength.  A few prayers won't hurt either...In fact while you are reading this, I am probably sitting in the waiting room with my dad.

Air Force Man will return home to visit with us for nine days, spending time with his brother before Miguel leaves on his Church mission  serving the people in the Atlanta area and sharing the message
of Christ.  I am so excited to have my little family complete again even if it is for just a couple of days.

Hello, Monday!

Hello, fresh new pedicure.

Hello, lazy cat.

Hello, shave ice.

Hello, walk with Ladybug

Hello, horse out in the field.

Hello, Monday.

I Miss Summer, What?

I  reached the coveted end of the school year last week.  This doesn't mean the same things to me now, like it did when I was a child or even just a few years ago.  Carefree days spent pool side, on the boat, reading our just hanging with my kids, has been replaced by work, work and maybe a little more work.  I work during the school year, but the summer is a different kind of work.  It is the work of two lengthy registrations (often referred to as the "Hell Weeks" by moi), the work of enrolling students in courses and creating student schedules.  It is the work of assigning lockers and parking passes.  It is the work of running back and forth to the school after getting desperate e-mails from non plan ahead parents who need a "letter of compliance" for the State of Idaho for their children to get a learner's permit.

As you read this, I am re cooperating from two very stressful days of registration.  If I am missing here for the next couple of weeks or months, you shall know why.  Although I do have a few posts pre planned.

I am not complaining.  I have a job that I love, I have a paycheck, and I do get some time off during the year.  I just miss my summers.

Enjoy a Classic summer tune:

Aren't they smooth?

No Autographs, Please

It seems like just yesterday, this girl was the Shiz...and she still is.  I feel so honored to have a daughter like this, so No autographs, please.  I'm going to have a little brag moment here, because I'm all verklempt.  This sweet ladybug of mine, was student of the month at her school.  We are so proud of her.  She had no idea she was going to be honored.  We are sneaky like that.

Those are my two bosses below.  Scary right?  ;)

Ladybug standing between a couple of her 8th grade teachers.

In addition, she remains in the National Junior Honor Society for the second year running.  I have great hopes for this child...A scholarship perhaps?

This Girl is the Shiz

This girl is the SHIZ and I'm not even joking.  Ladybug recently had to do this HUGE project to finish up the 8th grade.  It required a 7-10 page report on a Presiden't Wife, a tri fold poster board spotlighting the life of this particular President's Wife, as well as, a 3 minute memorized speech with costume and props.  This girl of mine, did I mention she is the SHIZ, got 100% on each aspect of her project.  And, the teacher loved what she did so much that he had our High School Broadcasting group video tape her speech.  If I ever get my hands on a copy of that, I'm sure I'll blog it.

Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you Elizabeth Wallace Truman

The big guy even took time off of work to come see her presentation.  

Sunday Wisdom

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"Christ knows how to minister to others perfectly.  

When the Savior stretches out His hands, 

those He touches are uplifted and become 

greater, stronger, and better people as a result.

If we are His hands, should we not do the same?"

~Dieter F. Uchtdorf~

Personality Flaw or Personally Flawed

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I have this innate desire to be liked by everyone.  I was born with it so it must be a God given trait, right?  If people don't like me then I think I am not good enough or doing enough.  I try to be nice to everyone and try to give everyone I see a smile.  Even in the grocery store!  SHOCKER!!!

Despite this, there are several people in my life that just don't like me.  Let's just say, they aren't blood relatives and leave it at that.  One says I have been trying to break up their family since my introduction into it.  Hmmm interesting....Let's see...Husband has wife, children, needs money, takes best paying job...Sorry, it isn't in your community.  My fault?  Possibly, if he hadn't have married me then he wouldn't have needed THIS job.  Speaking of hadn't have married me, another said she wished he had never married me on one of  her last visits.  Psshhhh...How's a woman supposed to take that??  I'm friended and unfriended on facebook.  It has gotten to the point where I have just blocked these people to avoid this AND their antagonistic comments all together.

KT says I should just ignore it and get over it.  And, he's right.  I wish I could be more like him:  less emotional.  But God made me this way for a reason, I'm not sure whether to embrace these emotions or let it go like KT suggests.  I'm working on forgiveness, don't get me wrong.  But there is still that innate desire to be liked and loved.  Is that too much to ask?  Most days I don't even give this a thought, but then those Satan thoughts creep in that say, "You aren't good enough, no one likes you..."  And then I remember.  I become obsessive over how I can make myself more likable.

If it sounds like I am on a pity pot,  maybe I am, 

but remember, ♫♫It's my blog and I'll cry if I want to..♫♫

I'm not sure if this desire to be liked is a Personality flaw or 

if I am personally flawed and that's why they don't like me.

 I'll probably never know...  

What do you struggle with?

Survey Question

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I had a very kind blog reader suggest to me recently that I get rid of my music.  She says that auto start music players drive her crazy.  I can understand that, not all music appeals to the same people.  I used to play country music, but opted for something a little more soothing in recent months.  So, here is my question for you...

Get rid of the music or keep the music?  Does it drive you crazy and disparage you from reading on? Or do you find it soothing and helps you to want to stay and read a while.  Let me know.  I do value my reader's opinion. Thanks for your help in this decision making process.


Should I delete the Music Player?


***Post Publication Update:  Apparently my music player on my blog has been suspended.  Some kind of change in laws and usage at playlist.com.  So for those of you that didn't like music, the decision has been made for me***

Karma

I believe in Karma, I truly do, and to show you that I'm not self conscious, 
AT ALL, I'm going to tell you a little story...about me...
and WHY I believe in Karma

In the year of our Lord 2012 in the Month of May, I went to the softball fields to watch my dear husband, KT, play.  Whilst rounding the bases during said baseball game, KT fell quite hard TWICE.  After ascertaining that his injuries were not serious, life threatening or otherwise incapacitating, I teased him.  I mean, I am a loving wife but I tease him unmercifully!  I teased him about his age and possibly needing a walker if he kept THAT kind of base running up.

Once upon a time two weeks later, I was walking to the main office at work.  You see I work in a school, I work in the High School Office, and was taking a leisurely trip to the Main Office to make a transfer of paperwork.  On this particular bright, sunny day as I opened the door and crossed the thresh hold into the lovely office, I biffed it.  When I say I biffed it, I biffed it good and hard!  My shoe caught in the mat by the door, and I went down like a tree.  BOOM!  UMPH!  People jumped up to see if I was okay, but I was faster.  It was like I was in a movie that beloved day, I jumped up and said "I'm okay!"  with my hands thrown in the air.  I was trying to be comedic, I guess, though my pride was a little wounded.  You see there were parents standing in the office, the main office secretary and of course our Administrator was in her office having a meeting with three other people, as well.  I think I provided that day's entertainment.  And to prove to you that I can laugh at my own expense, I am retelling this lovely tale, with pictures of my experience with KARMA.  She's a mean one, that Karma...

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**No one was injured in the production of this blog post, 

except for a small scrape on my arm and my bruised ego.  
Well, and KT's scabby knee, but this one is about me**

DIY Chalk Board

Can you believe I crafted?  Yeah!  I was shocked, too.  As part of the big bedroom makeover, Ladybug and I had a few fun things on our agenda.  She wanted a chalk board, but not the boring old things...

This is what we came up with:

Black tray from Hobby Lobby, used a 40% off coupon

Black chalk board paint again from Hobby Lobby, used a 40% off coupon

Add some hangers on the back

And Ladybug's favorite saying
The tray provides a nice little shelf for chalk and eraser.
A place for Ladybug to write notes to herself