Prayer

Last night I went to bed feeling scared, desperate, depressed and hopeless.

Then I prayed.

Today, I feel hopeful and blessed.

Out with 2009

Usually I'm a pretty upbeat person. However, December, as always has me looking in the past (a big no-no) with lots of regets:

*I spent too much money on my kids for Christmas when I absolutely swore that I woudn't do that this year

*I ate waaaay too much food over the holidays and now I feel like a cow. My clothes don't fit and, yes, I told myself I wouldn't do that this year.

*I didn't go to yoga class during the Christmas rush and now feel like crap as a result. You guessed it . . . I told myself that I wouldn't do that no matter what this year.

*I, once again, helped someone out when I put my foot down and said that there was no way in hell I was ever going to do that again, no matter what.

So there it is. A bunch of broken promises to myself. If I can't make a promise to myself and keep it, then who can I make one to? I'm really hoping that 2010 is a much better year. 2009 was tough and I really could use the break.

Happy New Year, everyone! Here's to a wonderfully, positively, fabulous 2010!!!!

The Stocking Box

My parents divorced when I was 4 and we didn't get to spend much time with my Dad while I was growing up because we lived two states apart. However, my Dad did a great job of trying to make up for his physical absence in our lives.

Every year my Dad sent us each a "Stocking Box" which was placed on our beds while we were sleeping on Christmas Eve. The box was large (I don't really know if it was large or if that is just my perspective because I was small) and it was FULL of individually wrapped gifts. I was way more excited about my stocking box as a child than I ever was about the rest of our Christmas festivities. That's not to say that we didn't have a lot of fun traditions, because we did, but the stocking box was just the highlight that has always stood out for me.

As a mother I have continued that tradition with my own children. They always get so excited about what is in the box and can't wait to come and wake their dad and I up on Christmas morning to tell us what Santa brought them. I have also chosen to continue that tradition with my husband. We have always gone out and bought little goodies for each other.

Now that my daughter is grown and married, I was sad that I wasn't going to be able to prepare a box for her. Unbeknownst to me, she was also sad about the same thing. I had a brilliant idea a couple of weeks ago. Why don't Brandilyn and I do each other's box! I know that Skip really didn't enjoy doing mine (I guess cuz he's a guy or something) but I so enjoy doing his so we decided that we would make a box for each other and our own husbands.

Last night I gave Brandilyn her box (we are visiting up here in Idaho and I won't get to see her for Christmas - breaks my heart) and her and Dave opened their's this morning. I'm taking mine home to savor on Christmas morning.

Can hardly wait!!!

The Not So Friendly Skies

I got to go up to Washington this last weekend and visit my mommy and my sister. We sewed pillowcases and got to visit for like three days! It was just so stellar. What's really the best is that there are NO KIDS and NO DISTRACTIONS of mi loco vida! Thank you Mom and Gail for a fabulous weekend!!!

Unfortunately, there IS one point of contention on this whole experience. United Airlines! I've not flown much on this airline before and I really hope that I don't have to do it again. I got to the airport about an hour before my flight. There was something wrong with my ticket when I punched in the information on their computer and the man told me to get into this long, slow line. I responded with, "I might miss my flight in this line." He then said, "Well, maybe you should have gotten to the airport a little earlier." What? Are you talking to ME???? I couldn't believe my ears.

Well, I DID miss my flight and had to fly standby on the next one out which I did get on and arrived into Portland VERY late.

Fast forward to today! I was flying home. We landed in San Francisco and the plane had completely taxied up to the gate. I looked out the window and the guys that direct the plane were finished doing their thing and had set the cones and all. I unbuckled my seat belt. The stewardess yelled at the top of her lungs, "SEAT BELT SIGN. SEAT BELT SIGN. MAAM THE SEAT BELT SIGN IS STILL ON. BUCKLE YOUR SEAT BELT NOW!!!" I was mortified. Within 15 seconds the motor of the plane was shut off and everyone was unbuckling. Did she really need to talk to me that way and embarrass me in front of the entire group of passengers?

All I can say is this: United is obviously doing financially really well. Why else would they treat their customers like absolute crap?

Snow Day

It snowed last night here. It snowed a lot last night here. We've never had this much snow here in the 13 years our family has lived here.

I kept the kids home from school because of 3" of snow. I admit it. I did it. We all had a great day together and in the end I'm sure the twins will remember the day that Mom let them stay home from school and play in the snow over whatever it is they would have learned in school.

The end.

The Cursed Room!

All of my children have had a chance at "the room" as they have become the oldest child living at home. Everyone of them began their REAL trouble while they were living in said room.

With that said . . . Brian moved out and Robbie moved into "the room". I was talking to Danielle on the phone shortly thereafter and she said, "Oh no! Here we go again!" I laughed it off and reminded her that Robbie is my good child and has not given me an ounce of trouble from day 1.

That was a week ago and now it's today. New story.

Yesterday we were getting ready for church. Skip and I were showering when Rob poked his head into our room, screaming at the top of his lungs, "I'm NOT going to church today! There is NO hot water and I'm not going!!!" He slammed the door and walked away.

Skip says quietly, "It must be that damn room that makes them this way." I looked at him and just bust up laughing. Of course, we have really not seen Rob behave like this before.

This morning it's snowing outside. I wake Rob up for Seminary and he just stays in bed until I have to be a bit stern with him. Finally he blows up at me and starts slamming everything around. He slams the bathroom door. Slams the shower door about 6 times (trying to make a statement or something) and then slams his bedroom door.

Yup, it's shaping up to be another golden day here in Bedrock. Damn that room!!!

The Breakup

I feel like the jilted lover. I'm not kidding.

Today I went to my office to drop off some oil to one of the massage therapists there and dipped into my zone room that I share with Nancy. I was set back a bit. Nan has moved all of her stuff out. The room looks cold and sad right now.

I went to our cabinet that we share and her side is completely wiped out. Empty, empty, empty.

Yes, I knew that she was going to do it. I knew that our time here in our cute little office was coming to an end, but to actually see it brought tears to my eyes. I know that I'm next. Somehow, I haven't been able to pull myself down there and clean everything out.

Where is all my stuff going? Home. Where am I going to practice? I'm not - at least for now. I guess that's the hard part. I love my job but have no place to go.

However, seeing that Nan is gone will make the task that much easier to swallow. Okay, next week I'm there with my boxes!!

Busy Girl!

It's been a long, long, long month and a half. I've made four (count them . . . FOUR) round trips to Rexburg just finishing up with my last one last night. Ahhh. Home, how I love thee! As I was driving home yesterday (it took almost 16 hours because I dropped Bri off in Ogden on my way) I had a lot of time to ponder. I had all these wonderful plans. I was going to:

*spend some quality time in my garden - I've missed the dirt
*get some serious Christmas shopping done
*go out and ride my horses
*meet with Nan and come up with a game plan for our business venture
*work on my Christmas cards (yup, I'm one of those that sends them out each year)
*buy some much needed groceries
*get a lot of my homework completed

Well, stuff happens. As I sit here sipping on a delicious cup of sleeptime tea, I'm looking back on all the wonderful things I got accomplished today: I got up, took the twins to school, picked up Robbie from seminary and came back home. My head hurt, my stomach was queasy and I just went back to bed for 1/2 hour. I got up and ho-hummed around and managed to kill most of the day. I did, however, get outside and at least watered my gardens (and, btw, they look pretty fabulous) but I didn't do much else. After I picked up the kids, I came home and forced myself onto the computer for some online shopping (I really can NOT drag myself out to the stores to do that shopping gig).

Needless to say, I've pretty accomplished . . . nothing! Go me!!

Mr. Popularity!

Brian has never had a surprise birthday party before so Brandilyn and I decided that this would be the year to do just that. He has had a rough year (and consequently, so have we) so this would be the perfect opportunity to do something nice for him.

We contacted Lauren, Brian's girl, and asked for some help. She was more than happy to comply. She made some phone calls, we shopped for massive quantities of food (uh, yeah, hungry teenagers and such) and wah-la!! Instant making for a party.

When the big day arrived, Skip, Dave, Nick (Brandilyn and Dave's friends that joined us for the week were Nick and Brooke) and Brian went bowling for the afternoon (after we had all done family Christmas pictures). Brooke, Brandilyn and I went to work . . . and fast! Brooke decorated the coolest cake with "Ford" on it and we decorated the house. Massive quantities of friends arrived and Brian was more than surprised as he walked through the door. Kudos to Lauren for pulling that all off.

Brian and I got back on the road yesterday and headed back to Rexburg. We drove the 14 hours and were pretty wiped out when we arrived at his apartment. When we pulled up he (and I) was so surprised when all the roomies came running out to greet him. They all jumped in and helped us unload all of his things. It just warmed my heart that so many people care so much about my boy.

Brian is a pretty charismatic guy and I guess this just shows to go ya how much!

Pissy Missy

Courtney and I went grocery shopping yesterday (Saturday before Thanksgiving). When we arrived, the parking lot was packed which should have been my first clue.

Second clue was when I entered into the store and there were people EVERYWHERE! I embarked on my usual routine which would be produce first and work my way across the store to the bakery (ahem, of which I DID NOT purchase anything, thank you very much!)

I was annoyed, frustrated and very short fused. Everywhere I turned I was bumping into someone, an aisle was blocked or another individual was in my way of where I wanted to grab this item or that. I was just getting down right pissed off!!

After about two aisles of being a "pissy missy" I decided to change my attitude. I started to smile at people and laugh when we were going for the same thing or our carts almost would collide. It was kind of a challenge to get other people to respond in a positive way back to me. I even overheard two women chatting and one was saying, "well, maybe we can just do a turkey AND a ham!" As I was passing I said, "Wow! I think I'll just come over and join you for Thanksgiving!" They both looked up at me surprised and then started laughing. Then one responded with, "That would be fun! We sure are going to have plenty of food!"

I was having so much fun interacting with crabby people in a positive way that I was almost disappointed when it was time for us to enter the check stand. But enter it we did. Court and I were laughing and in a wonderful mood. I noticed that she was even starting to interact with people too. Funny how kids pick up your habits - good and bad (I'll have to re-enter that one in my mental filing cabinet for future reference).

So, do I want to head back out to the grocery store again before Thanksgiving? Heck no!!!

Smelly Girl!

I just read Brandilyn's blog and can one up her in an instant! Dig this!

I was in my yoga practice this morning with Laurie. Laurie's classes always promise to be wonderful and I was pretty excited about this one. Anyway, my body temp had just started to elevate and I was really into being present and focusing.

I kept smelling something pretty nasty. I mean REALLY nasty. I know that smell like I know my first name too. "Please God, don't let that smell be coming from me. Oh, please, please PLEASE!!!"

As soon as it was socially acceptable, I grabbed a section of my top and smelled. "Nnnnnooooo!!! It IS me. Nnnnnoooo!" Yup, it was cat pee. I have some really nasty cats with some really nasty habits. Oh, how I wanted them dead and NOW!!!

Fortunately, I had an extra top in my car. I quietly exited the studio, sprinted to my car, grabbed the top and went into the restroom and changed. I slipped back into the studio and resumed my practice. It appeared that nobody was the wiser (well, they haven't said anything if they are).

Needless to say, I had a marvelous practice inspite of my little "mishap." Oh, and the rest of the day was wonderful as well!

It's Over!

What's funny is that I really thought I prayed about it and it was the right direction to go. I so wanted to show Skip that I could do something good and actually make a little money doing it. I guess he's right. I'm just meant to stay home and do the "mom" and "wifey" thing. I'm not trying to feel sorry for myself - it's just the way it is.

Nancy told me today that she's pretty sure that she's not going to be doing massage any more. Kyle is closing up the shop at the end of the year and that leaves me high and dry. Unless I choose to be one of those people that go to other peeps homes and give zones, I'm just out of business. I don't really want to do that.

I've worked hard - well, in my opinion I have. I don't make as much $$ as my husband by any means but it was something that I loved. I love zoning people's feet. I love listening to their health concerns and offering natural alternatives to helping them. I love learning about oils and herbs and every other way to heal the body without meds.

Enough sniffling. Now, a new game plan. To pack up my office and move out. To find a way to utilize all the herbs and oils that I have purchased for clients. To get excited about just taking care of business at home.

Only if home was a little closer to town . . .

Better by the Call

The last few weeks have been . . . tumultous at best. We have had drama after drama lately and I'm so ready for the games to end!

The first call I got was when I arrived in Rexburg taking Brian up to school. It was a humdinger, at best! One of those calls you NEVER want to receive (no, nobody died - it wasn't THAT bad but close). It took the wind out of my sails and caused me to shed an abundance of tears.

The second one came last night. Brian's friend borrowed his truck, lost control of the vehicle on the ice and ended up rolling it a few times. The truck, needless to say, is totalled. The friend is okay - a miracle. The officer on the scene said that he couldn't believe that the young man survived the crash. With all of THAT drama, that call was easier to receive than the first one.

Today came call number three (everything seems to happen in threes). The plans we have had for Thanksgiving and Brian's birthday need to be changed because one of my children has been assigned some special work hours that change all of our plans. Yeah, that one was so not as big as #1 and #2.

I'm expecting the next call to be from some stranger informing me that I was their 1 millionth customer and they are rewarding me with $5,000,000 and a 1 hour shopping spree at the store of my choice (Hmm, I need to make it good). I mean, really! Isn't that the way these things work? I'll keep you informed . . .

I Love Feet

Today was a good day. Today was a great day. I was busier than heck. I hardly had time to breathe. I knew it was going to be great from the get-go, though.

I have had a lot of opportunities to zone people's feet in the last few days. A couple I've been paid for but several I have done as a service. I love helping people. I love massaging their feet after a session and just extending Christlike love to them.

Tonight I'm going to bed tired and happy.

Thank you to those who commented on my post yesterday. It's great to know that I have company in my camp (Brandilyn, you soooo are NOT being taken off of my list so forget it). If I could just give the gift of a foot zone to everyone on my list I would be the happiest person in the world. I love to do it and I know that almost everyone who has received a zone from me has left my chair relaxed and balanced.

Well . . . here's to sweet dreams!

Christmas . . . again

Grrrr. That's what I think about this blasted holiday. I'm really dreading it and want it to just go away. We don't have the $$ it takes to make it happen and I frankly don't give a rip. I know, I know, what a bad attitude from somebody who is typically so positive.

Christmas is just this commercial pain in the ass. Everybody is expected to buy gifts for everybody they can think of. Some peeps on the list just get all kinds of pissed off if you don't get them something (yup, and it better be just the right brand from the right store, too). Oh, and I hate it when someone gives you an unexpected gift and you just give them a blank, deer in the headlights look back. Yeah, that would be my favorite part of this ridiculous over-rated tradition.

What ever happened to putting Christ at the center of Christmas? Do ya think Christ would be out at the mall shopping until he drops for the perfect gift for everyone? Heck no!!! He gave us the perfect gift. The ultimate sacrifice. I'd like to be able to give everyone on my list a gift of service. Unfortunately, that won't go over very well to SOME peeps. It has to be a big fancy gift certificate to some fancy dancy store.

Well, I say, "Take my name out of the pool. I'm good with a happy family and some quality time together!"

Anyone who would even slightly entertain buying me a gift this year, please do me a favor: DON'T. Please just go out and do something nice for someone and tell them to "Pay it Forward."

Happy Holidays, Everyone!!!

The Box

We saw this movie last night. Probably one of the worst movies I've ever seen. It was pointless - or so I thought. Skip and I both were like, "Wow, we wasted our $$ on that?"

However, I spent the whole night tossing and turning thinking about this "pointless" movie. It bothered me a lot.

I may not have liked the movie but there was a message. Whether the message I got was what was intended, I'll never know. The message I took from this experience is:

Greed could very well be the author that pens our utter destruction.

Something to think about on a personal and global level!

Today

Some days you just can't win. I tried so hard today and still came up short. I'm feeling down right now so I'll just let that sit and simmer. Tomorrow will be better.

My Knight in Shining Armour

I miss my man, that's all there is to it. Since Marchish he has been working up in The City on a job and spends at least two nights a week there. He often has other important places to go that require him to sleep in other beds (alone).

I'm tired of holding the fort down by myself. I'm tired of being a single parent. I'm tired of all the extra trips up and down the hill. I'm tired of Skip coming home mentally and physically checked out only to repack his suitcase and be gone the next day. I'm tired of being tired.

However . . . he comes home tomorrow night (haven't seen him since Sunday this time) and he spends all weekend home! Yay, yay, yay! I'm so hoping that we can score a date night out of the deal somewhere in the next three days (Sunday is consumed by church and he almost always has evening meetings, grrrr).

Okay, the upside? Yup, there is one. My man has a job and he works frickin hard to support us. We get to have a home (ahem, a ranch with horses for the wifey-poo), good reliable vehicles to drive, two kids in college and one kid doing home school, food on the table and clothes (pretty decent ones at that) on our back.

I appreciate all you do for us, babe. I'm so grateful that you are willing to venture out into the wilderness and slay those nasty, vicious, wild dragons to keep your family safe and happy. I love you more than anything!

Green Thumb

So it goes. He buys me books, sends me to school and what do I do? Leave it all sitting on my desk ignored. Well, I finally got off my buttooski and put some of that education to work.

Nan I and recently attended a Winter Gardening Class. I learned so much that day. It took up a whole Saturday and we had classroom as well as out-in-the-field visual training. I took notes, collected paperwork, took home a large tray of seeds that I planted home (reminded me of 1st grade when you plant those seeds in the styrofoam cups and they sprout and you take them home and they . . . die). Well, I did all that I was told to do on those seeds and they . . . died. Yup, died.

I felt bad. I started to do all the things I was told and then I left town for 4 days. I planned on taking up where I left off when I got home except I didn't end up coming home for 11 days. My man discovered the seedlings and took great care of them in my absence (without even being asked to!). I came home and got caught up in getting caught up and forgot about them. So . . . I went out to the nursery this Saturday and bought some more plants.

I got some broccoli, kale, kohlrabi (don't know what to do with that yet), some Asian veggies that I can't pronounce (don't know what to do with them either), cilantro, chard and onions. I transformed my front flower bed into a flower/veggie bed. I dug and dug and dug to rid my garden of as much icky clay as I could. Skip even joined in the fun and brought up the tractor so that I could load that bad boy up. We brought in good soil and amended it and planted all of our cute little plants.

I'm pretty proud of our winter veggie garden. I even found another little spot that I'm going to put in another bed tomorrow. It's fun and I'm excited to be planting food in the spirit of what my father always says (he was raised in the Great Depression), "If you can't eat it, we aren't planting it."

Free

I love free stuff. There isn't enough of it but here are a few things that are free that I enjoy:

• A lot of apps on my iPhone
• Facebook, twitter and blogging
• Running or walking in the hills with my dogs
• Affection from my twins (I have to pay the others)
• Intimacy with my man (I know I didn't have to mention it but, hey, it IS free)
• Foot zones from my favorite footzonologist (ME!)
• Communication with my maker
• Meditation

So while the economy is in a bad way, there are still some things I can enjoy that won't put us closer to the poor house.

The Procrastinator!!!!

That's me! I almost always manage to get things done but I seem to wait until the 11th hour causing those close to me to often launch into panic.

Halloween has been no exception. Courtney has been asking me since my birthday in mid September (I think even before) when she could expect to be going out and purchasing a costume for Halloween. I keep blowing her off and blowing her off. Not very nice, I know, but, hey it's my nature!

So, today was the big day. We went to Target and I told the twins to head back to the costume area and pick out their costumes while I shopped around for the stuff I had to get. They were there for like 45 minutes before I showed up. Jacob, in true Jacob form, still was not able to make a decision. Courtney had her costume all picked out - right size even. When the costume that Jacob picked out had a mask and I had informed him of our "no mask" rule, he found himself in a pickle (frankly, knowing how hard it is for him to make decisions, I was in a bit of a frenzy myself). I pulled the first costume that I saw with no mask in his size and his face lit up! "Yes, yes, yes! That's the one I want! Can I get a light saber to go with it?"

The best part? Procrastination paid off in this case. Costumes were on clearance so I scored them at like $10 a piece and that made the light saber TOTALLY do-able! And . . . check this out! They are color coordinated!!!

Sweet Sunday

I just have to say it! My family rocks right now. We have had a household with absolutely NO contention for a week now. It's been really blissful. Can't say that I can put my finger on what is different (shhhh), but I'm sure liking it.

Last night I went on a date with my man. We went and saw that movie about Couples Retreat, or whatever it is called. I have to tell you, I laughed pretty much most of the movie. I totally thought it was going to be stupid, and some of it was, but I sure do love a good comedy and I love to laugh, laugh, laugh.

Today I baked whole wheat bread (vegan, no less) and even ground the wheat myself. Yeah, I'm THAT good!

Sundays are great. That's all I have to say. Just layed back and great - just the way I like it.

A Series of Unfortunate Events

Today is just one of those days:

• I overslept and got out of bed at 4:30 instead of 4:00
• I dropped almost everything I touched when I was making lunches for the kids this morning
• I was late taking the twins to school today
• Black Horse tripped and almost had a major crash with me on board after we came over a jump. Disaster averted, however
• I was late to both of my visiting teaching appointments
• My BFF blew me off for our zone/massage trade today
• The chips I just bought were rancid and gross when I opened the bag (I know, I shouldn't be eating chips in the first place!)
• I didn't have my wallet OR my checkbook when I went to pay after the twins got their haircuts today - fortunately, though, I did have my "zoning" money and paid with that
• Robbie's new room smells like cat pee - I HATE cats that pee where they shouldn't!!!

All in all, I've had an "off" day to say the least. The silver lining??? Yup, when there are this many not-so-desirable things stacked up in a row, you know, you just know that something really terrific is coming right behind it!!!

I think I know what it is too! My man is coming home tonight and wants to snuggle and watch a movie with me! Sweet!!!!

Big Day!

Yup, today was a big day here on Morgan Territory!

I took a yoga class from Jamie (I don't usually get to do that anymore and it kicked my . . . buns and I liked it!), took a nappy poo and ran some much needed errands.

Here I am ready to actually serve dinner to the fam (yeah, I'm not so good at that one) and looking forward to an early bedtime.

Exhausting, I know!

Oh wait! I forgot the big news! I got a video cam for my computer ($18 at Walmart so I'm sure the quality is questionable at best) so that I can talk to Bri on Skype! I'm really progressive, right?

Rollin Along!

Today, I was really super duper tired so I showed up at the twins' school early, kicked my seat back and snoozed for about 20 minutes. Somehow I miscalculated what time they were out of school and was awakened by Jacob's voice saying, "Mom's over there!!!" I sat up quickly and tried to compose myself to make it appear as if I totally planned on just sitting in my car and awaiting the arrival of my darlings.

Funny thing. They came walking over to my car with one of Jacob's aides in tow. She was pulling a rolling backpack and approached my car. My initial reaction? "Uh-oh. What did Jacob do now?" (Thank heavens I just "thought" that instead of saying it out loud). Well, this nice woman came to ask me if it was okay if she gave this blue rolling backpack to Courtney. Evidentally, they have seen her hunched over carrying this extremely heavy backpack of her's and felt sorry for her. (What they DON'T know is that Courtney never ever cleans out her backpack so it has everything in it since kindergarten!). Needless to say, I found the gesture really thoughtful and graciously accepted the offer.

Tonight? Yeah, Courtney now has a new (lighter) backpack sitting by the back door that is newly organized (first time since kindergarten). She's happy and I'm sure her back will also be happy.

The Wild Things!

This morning as Robbie was driving to seminary (with your's truly riding shotgun - um, playing with my apps on my iPhone instead of coaching my kid with a learner's permit) I happened to look up as a bunny came scampering onto the road. My talented kid was able to smoothly maneuver the car to miss the lucky creature. Of course, just seconds later another bunny popped out. Sorry, that one wasn't so lucky. I asked Robbie, "Did you hit it?" (as the car went "thud-thud"). He casually shook his head in the affirmative (like I said, he's not big on conversation, this boy of mine).

Just as we were recovering from that little mishap a deer jumped right out in front of our car. Robbie, being the skilled driver he is, managed to miss that. He then exclaimed, "Oh my gosh! These frickin' animals!"

Somehow the whole thing had me chuckling. Not only did my boy speak in the morning but he actually said something that made me laugh.

Yup, you woulda thought it was the beginning of a fabulous day . . .

Road Trip!

Robbie and I left Rexburg yesterday after church and drove to Winnemucca for the night. When we got out of our car, there was an elderly couple also getting out of their car and checking into the same hotel we were. This morning we came down to have breakfast and there they were - having breakfast at the same place (well, it IS free there), same time. We gassed up, hit the road and stopped a couple of hours out cuz "someone" had to pee. Guess what?!?!? There they were! Not kidding! So . . . what does this say about me? Yup, that's what I'm thinking too.

Our trip home was not uneventful today. We had rain solid the whole way with snow up in the Sierras (anyone who knows me knows how terrified I am of driving in the snow). We ended up stopped on the freeway for an hour because of an accident and then again when we were approaching Sacramento.

All in all, it was an okay trip. I had Robbie as the main pilot and he insisted on "tunes" (something I never indulge in anymore). He isn't one for conversation so I got real aquainted with the "apps" on my iPhone and played some fun word games.

I've got mixed emotions about being home. I miss my Oboe Joboe and the Destroyer something fierce but the sweet reception I received from the twins when I got home was priceless. They hugged me solid for about a minute at the school and Courtney has been attached to my hip since we've been home. To boot . . . I've officially been mauled by Marley and Pierre as well. Yeah, it's good to be home.

New Employee

Today Brian and I worked in the store for Brandilyn. Her and Dave are away for the weekend in celebration of David's birthday. Brian was actually pretty excited about his new "job" because he was going to meet "hecka cute girls".

Brian has been a trooper. He has dusted, emptied garbages, cleaned tanning beds and (his favorite) rung up sales of clothes. I'm so impressed with how fast he's catching on and seems to enjoy working for his sister. He says that the day goes by pretty fast (well, when you have down time you get to go play on the computer).

Anyway, I can say that having Brian behind the counter certainly doesn't hurt the sales of this clothing store in Rexburg where the ONLY clientelle is young college age females!!!!

Bri's Crib

My main purpose for coming to Rexburg this time was to get Brian set up in his new apartment. We did that a couple of days ago, finally.

When Dave and I first went to the apartment, Dave laughed and said, "Yeah, this is a typical guys place, for sure." I, of course, was appalled! There were dirty dishes everywhere and there was a great big industrial size garbage can in the middle of the kitchen for garbage. The living room had just a couch and a big flat screen "plasma" TV (whatever, but the guys dig it, I guess). The bathroom . . . well, let's just say that I just held it when I had to "go".

Okay, two days ago enters Brian into the scene. He walks into his apartment and I was braced for him to be bummed cuz it was just so unkempt. His face lit up and he had a grin from ear to ear. The first words out of his mouth were, "Oh cool! I don't have to be clean! I can just leave all my dishes in the sink. This is sic!!!"

He then walked into the bathroom and exclaimed, "Mom! Check this out! The toilet seat is UP!! This place is the best!"

I shook my head in disbelief! I guess we all have our different standards. Below are some pics from his place. I also included a shot of him donning a pair of fuzzy white ear muffs we found at a store in Idaho Falls. Go figure!

Rexburg Yogi

It's not a secret that I've been compelled to stay in Rexburg a little longer than originally planned. Sometimes family just trumps my regular life and this is one of those times.

One thing, besides my animals, husband, children and life (uh, not necessarily in that order) that I'm antsy about missing is my yoga practice. Yesterday, while Brandilyn and I were out and about doing what we do best (ahem, shopping) we wandered into a health food store called Nature's Nook. They had a display on the wall about "Rexburg Yoga". Wait a minute . . . what???? Yoga in Rexburg that isn't up at the school? This had our attention and how!!!! Get this . . . $6 per class or $36 for a unlimited monthly! Wow!!!!!

This morning, we were the first students at the studio! The class? Well, it was more of a beginner level but it was YOGA!!!! We both came out of class feeling more relaxed, rejuvenated and refreshed.

Yup! This day has definitely started off in the right direction. Go Rexburg!!!!

Laugh, Laugh, Laugh

They say that laughter is the best medicine and I have to say that right now, right here, in this moment I agree.  Lately, our family has been thrown a challenge that is pretty hard to take.  It has been all consuming and, quite frankly, this would be the reason for my not blogging lately.  I really strive to not be negative on my blog so silence has been the best option.

However, today has been choice.  I spent the day with Brandilyn.  We went shopping and had a lot of laughs (Brandilyn is hilarious as I have said before).  I said to her at one point, "You know, Princess, if you weren't my daughter, we would totally be best friends!"

Brandilyn looked over at me and smiled then said, "Mom, we ARE best friends!"

True that!

Okay so then this evening Brooke and Nick came over for dinner and the five of us had a great time.  I got to zone Nick's feet and we all got a good laugh at how mellow the usually jovial, high energy Nick became.  We also got a good laugh from the fact that Brooke shared with us about a saying that Dave is fond of:  The skinnier the watch face, the wealthier the man.  Needless to say, Dave has a very thin watch!!!

I have to say that my spirits are substantially higher tonight.  I don't know what tomorrow or the next day will send my way, but right here, right now, in this moment I am happy and at peace and for that I am grateful.

A Changin Kinda Day!

Rob and Skip got home kind of late last night. I felt bad for Rob so I decided to let him sleep in and miss Seminary. What kid wouldn't like that, right? WRONG! When I went to wake up the slumbering lad, I informed him of what a wonderful mom I was for letting him sleep in (looking for some "kudos", you know). Robbie sat up and said, "NNNNOOOOO!!"

"What?"

"Mom, I wanted to go to Seminary. If I get ready really fast can you take me?"

So what was I supposed to say? Of course, Rob. So, he pulls it together in like 0.5 seconds flat and there we are racing down the road heading to seminary. He makes it like 10 minutes late. He's happy, my morning is now in a tither!

I (premeditated) decided to blow off yoga today and get some important errands run so that I would be ready for Brian's and my road trip tomorrow. I'm dropping of my little twinsters when my phone rings and it's Pattie. "You're coming to yoga this morning, right?"

"Uh, no, I've got a boat load of stuff to do."

"Nnnnooooo! You HAVE to come today!"

"Crap. Okay, if I have P.E. clothes in my trunk, I'll be there."

I did and I was and it was one of the best yoga classes I've taken in awhile. Made my whole day rock!

So, like my man says, "The only thing for sure in this world is change." I'm glad for it and I'm glad I went with it.

Out of Sync

Started my day at 4:15 a.m. Got up, ran on the treadmill, took Rob to seminary, did some morning chores, took the twins to school etc. etc. etc. I went out to the ranch to ride my trusty steed, Black Horse.

Started feeling kinda punk. My stomach was queasy and I was just "off". Hahaha! Jokes on me! Black Horse was anything but "off". He was all about it! He was cutting out and bucking and just being a naughty horse. Usually I just relish this behavior and get just as goofy as he. Today? No, not so much.

Well, he got turned out to go run around after my ride. Me? Yeah, well that's a different story. I'm ready to pack it in but still have quite a bit to do. Oh, how I wish that I could tap into that horse's energy tonight.

Now THAT'S What I'm Talking About!

Lezlie called me last night and said she was out of town, one of her clients needed a zone today and could I do it. Of course! I contacted the client and set our appointment for today.

I told her that I was a little intimidated because she is Lezlie's client. She was so kind and told me she was sure I would do just fine. I proceeded. She chatted while I zoned. She asked questions about my herbal things and I gave her my recommendations. Everything seemed to be going well.

At the end of the session, she informed me that she felt really relaxed and wonderful and that she planned on using me when Lezlie was unavailable in the future. It made me feel really good that a) she wrote down the things I shared with her and b) a client of Lezlie's also enjoyed and seemed to benefit from a zone from me!

Unfit Mother

This really made me feel great about myself as a mom.

Yesterday I took Courtney over to her friend's house for a sleepover. Courtney usually gets pretty excited about spending the night at Amanda's house. She packs like a week in advance and talks non-stop about the pending event. Anyway, as she was getting out of the car I asked her what was in the grocery bag she was carrying. She responded with, "It's my P.E. clothes."

"Why would you be taking your P.E. clothes to Amanda's house?", I inquired.

"They need to be washed."

"Court, I will wash your P.E. clothes when I get home. Just leave the bag with me."

Long hesitation, biting lip and looking up at me with doubting eyes . . . "are you sure?"

OMG! Don't I feel great! So, yeah, the clothes are in the washer as we speak. I'll show her!!!

Life is Guut

• I can't believe how lucky I am! I get to see the princess again next week. I really miss that girl and it sure is a treat when we can get together.
• As if THAT wasn't enough . . . I get to watch her perform in Rigby on Saturday night with my man. Can hardly wait!
• Brian is moving to Idaho this next week and I'm driving him up. Mixed emotions about all of this. He needs to go grow up but I always am heart broken when one of my babies leaves the nest.
• Looking forward to some snuggle time with my wonderful husband tonight. We're going to watch Ghost of Girlfriends Past and eat popcorn.
• I got to zone my feet today and now I feel all balanced and ready to give all my clients the best of me. I think I'll start with that hot guy I sleep with.
• I was able to shift all of my appointments to accomodate my 6 days away. Wow! I really DO have a busy life!
• My friend's breech baby turned - was it the zoning and the recommended oil?
• I just learned of an herbal help for "belly fat". Think I'm going to try it when I get home. I'll let you know . . .

Yup, I'm doing guut. Life is guut.

Lesson Learned

Brian wrote this the other day and left it out on the counter for me. I sobbed.

Remember who you are day by day,
And know God always listens when you stop and pray.

Never forget who matters most;
God, his son Jesus, and the Holy Ghost.

Never be tempted by worldly desires,
Because if you are,
It just leads to hellish fires.

Love your family and know that they care,
And never forget that they're eternally there
To strengthen and guide you when times are tough
And above all, just remember to never give up.

by Brian Weltz

History

It always blows my mind when history just keeps repeating itself. Over and over and over and over agan. When will I ever get it right so I can quit waking up to Ground Hog Day!!???!!

Yom Kippur

Many, many, many years ago in a land not too far away from this one I worked at Walters and Wolf right along side my now - not then but now - husband.

Anyway (anyhoooo - sorry had to throw that in) one day "Bob" and I were attempting to calendar a luncheon. We went out to lunch once a month because we could. As we were looking over the calendar we noticed Yom Kippur day and started laughing saying, "well, I guess we can't go to lunch on this day because it's Yom Kippur day and we will be taking the day off work!."

I know that today that doesn't sound too hysterical but back then, when we worked every day no matter what unless it was Christmas, that was freaking funnier than heck!!!

Well, today is Yom Kippur and I have to tell you that I think I want to take the day off. I'm not Jewish (I think it's a Jewish day) but I want the day off anyway!

Now . . . if I had only thought of this while I was up in Idaho visiting the Princess! I could have just stayed another night! Dang, dang, dang!!!!!!

Groovy

Right now I'm happy. What makes me happy?

1. I'm in Rexburg with Brian visiting with Brandilyn and Dave. I love and miss them all the time so it is so nice to be here spending time with them.

2. I get to go see Brandilyn's debut in her Humors group tonight. I'm so proud of her. I've always thought she was funny and so now the rest of the world gets to see what I mean!

3. Brian is enjoying himself here spending time with Chad. He is actually excited about coming up here next semester. Highlight of his day? Getting a one hour deep scalp massage for $8 at Paul Mitchell Beauty School.

4. I got to take a riding lesson with Brandilyn up here today at the ranch where she rides. It was really great to ride with a different trainer (mine is the best, by the way) on a different horse (mine is the best, by the way) at a different ranch (yup, you got it! Mine is the best by the way).

5. I am feeling better. I haven't been sick - I just haven't felt great lately. Today I'm feeling pretty good.

So, there you have it! Little things just add up to wonderfulness. I enjoy life and I enjoy the little things that make it great!

New Blog Site

Over to the right is a link to "Naturally Jode". I started another blogsite to post my favorite recipes on. Feel free to check it out. Whenever I try and enjoy something new I will toss it over there!!

My Hero, Skip

I can't give a lot of details here but I do need to say that my husband rocks! He put himself out there today and came back a winner! He is always a winner in my eyes but it's so nice to hear that someone else appreciates him almost as much as I do.

Skip is trustworthy, loyal, hard working, dependable and he's all MINE!!!

Thank you, babe, for working so hard so that we can enjoy such a wonderful life. I hope that someday ALL of our children will be able to look back and appreciate all that you have done for them (and me).

Just Like Mom!

I remember several years ago my mom telling me that after us kids had all moved out she woke up one morning and had no idea who she was. No, I'm not saying that Mom had lost her mind or anything, she had just always identified herself as our "Mom". It bothered her a lot that suddenly that was no longer her "active" identity.

Well, Mom didn't waste any time. She started taking art classes and gardening classes. She is now a master gardener and she creates the most awesome pieces of art. She sent me a picture of a squirrel eating a nut for my birthday that she painted. It rocks!

I'm proud of my mom. She has created a life for herself that she enjoys and that is fulfilling to her. She is happy.

I have always remembered that comment and have really strived to make sure that I have plenty of activities that define me as well. I have four children now out of the house with three on final approach. I know that I'll be sad when they leave but one this is certain . . .I will NOT wake up and be at a loss as to who I am or what I do.

Thank you, Mom, for that very valuable lesson. You rock!

Yumification!

This is what the twins and I had for dinner tonight. OMG, it was soooo good! THEY even liked it, like WOW!!! Of course the fact that the tomatoes, onions and cilantro came from my own garden made the fare just that much more special. Check it out!

Tomato, Avacado and Almond Salad

*2 cups tomatoes, chopped
*1-2 cups avacado, diced
*1 cup almonds, chopped
1 cup celery, chopped fine
4-5 T chopped green onion
4-5 T choppped cilantro
1-2 T fresh lemon juice
1 t agave
1 T nutritional yeast (optional)
dash of cayenne (optional)
1/4 t sea salt

Mix and enjoy! *Optionally, for simplicity, use just the first three ingredients and a pinch of salt.

Lookie at what I got!

Two years ago, for my birthday, Skip made a late night trip up to my Daddy's place and hauled back his old beat up International truck. Skip knew that my Dad had given that truck to me and that someday I wanted to "fix it up" and keep it. Of course, at that time, neither of us had any idea how much $$ was involved in such a project. We also had no idea that the economy would do what it did and we would end up how we are. Enough of that.

Tonight, my honey drove home and tooted the coolest horn when he arrived. I knew right away what was out there and, boy was I right! So here it is! My daddy's truck all restored and running like . . . uh, well . . . running like . . . um . . . an old truck. Yeah, that would be the let down, I guess.

But, hey! Isn't it a beauty? Oh, and check out the driver too!

I love the temple!

This morning I went to the temple with my BFF, Nan. We had already planned to go and it turned out that today was the perfect day for both of us. I so needed the couple of hours of peace. I got more than I bargained for and so did Nancy. I got that wonderful comforting feeling that everything is going to be ok. I felt so loved.

Nancy actually got prompted to do something that wasn't even on her mind! Go figure!!! We both left there feeling spirtually fed, rejuvenated and commited to go every two weeks (yeah, we'll see how THAT goes - it sounded good today, though).

So why is it that we procrastinate our temple attendance when we feel so great every time we go?

Sometimes Life Just Sucks

Good thing: I'm going to the temple this morning
Bad thing: Brian moved out last night

Good thing: I now have an office of my own to do office stuff in
Bad thing: My heart is broken

Good thing: We don't have to pay for his gas and food anymore
Bad thing: I would give up the office and money savings and a million other good things in a heartbeat to have my happy fun son back in my life again.

Foiled Again!

I try to be upbeat but there are times every now and again when things just get the better of me. Today is one of those times. I apologize in advance but here goes:

Last year for my 50th birthday my husband told me that we were going to go on a cruise. Whenever and wherever I choose. The money ran out before I chose so there went that. I'm just grateful that we DID get to go on a cruise for Skip's 50th a few years ago. It was great.

For my birthday gift this year, Skip told me that we could go away together for a couple of nights. I was excited and said that I would like to go see Brandilyn more than anything else (I'm thinking he was thinking of a more "private" getaway but he DID ask what I wanted . . .). We made plans to go next weekend and I was going to get to see my bestie, Kaylene, to boot. I was jumping for joy! Brandilyn and I were going to take a riding lesson together and I was going to get to see her first performance. It was a perfect set up!

Well, a series of unfortunate events involving our "babysitter" for the weekend took place today that have made it virtually impossible for us to go. I must say that I broke down and cried - really, really cried hard! Yes, I'm being petty. Yes, I'm being selfish. I, once again apologize. I love and miss the princess so much and I really miss my BFF, Kaylene.

Next year for my birthday I would like Skip to tell me, "We are staying home and you can't go anywhere under any circumstances."

Yeah, a little reverse psychology on fate would be a nice treat.

Delusions of Grandeur

Nan and I had the bright idea (ok, so it was mostly MY idea) that we would rip out all the plants in our garden that were finished, go to the nursery and buy some winter veggies and plant them. No biggie, right? Ahem, yeah, not so much!

I called my sister for advice and she said we needed to put some of this and some of that in our soil to make it ready to go (like wave some magic wand over the stuff or something). I hung up and relayed the 411 to Nan. She was like, "Ok, let's get on it!"

So, like 6 hours later we are literally dragging our butts. We decided to go grab some horse crap that just happens to be lying around my place to put on the garden. The wind was blowing and the crap just kept pelting us in the face. We even enlisted the help of the twins - they were a little better sports than Nan and I were about the whole thing, by the way.

What do we have tonight? That would be an empty place where the garden used to be with piles of horse crap blowing in the 45 mph winds that we are having. Oh, and a couple of really tired middle aged women that now realize that Rome was not built in a day (duh!).

No Way!

7:30 a.m.

Lol. I made such a big deal a few posts ago about Morning Glory. I've been ripping it out and doing battle like crazy with the stuff.

Just this morning I read in my text book that Morning Glory is wonderful in the green smoothies for my breakfast drink.

Dang! Who woulda thunk it?

1:15 p.m.

Following my sister's advice I researched morning glories a bit more. Holy crap! She was right! These little beauties are hallucinogenic!!! It says that consumption of them could lead to a visual aura of visual patterns akin to psychedelic hallucinations. It was then followed by lower level migrane for days and dizziness that lasted for weeks.

I don't know about you but the first part sounds pretty fun! The second part? Not so much.

Now I have to ask myself . . . should I continue taking advice from this author?

Things I'm So Looking Forward To!

1. I get to go see the princess as my birthday present at the end of the month! Yippee!!!!

2. I get to take a riding lesson with the princess when I go visit her at the end of the month! Yahoo!!!

3. My friend, Jasmine, is having a little luncheon at her house for my birthday next week! Wahoo!!

4. I get to go visiting teaching tomorrow for the first time in over a year! Whoopee!!! (no kidding . . . I really AM excited about this!)

5. I am taking a winter gardening class with my BFF, Nan, on October 10th. Yeeeeehaw!

Rock on!

As all of my older children (and husband) will testify, I'm a nut about rocks. I love using rocks in my yard. Our whole pool is framed with a gorgeous natural rock wall. There are rocks in almost all of my gardens. Well, today I had the wild idea of going out and fetching rocks - BIG rocks - and making yet another garden. This time, I wanted a garden for peppermint.

So I taught Courtney to drive the Gator (she actually did really well!)

We loaded the Gator up with BIG rocks (they were way heavy)

Even Jacob used his muscle and picked up some big boulders!

And then waaaah Laaaah we have a peppermint garden!

And one pooped out mom!

Herbal? Yes!

I am so excited! I have been taking my herbal courses and am learning so much. What really gets me excited, though, is when I try an herbal remedy on myself and I see such quick and wonderful results.

I have struggled somewhat with my eyes my whole life. I had lasik (sp) surgery 8 years ago and that was wonderful. It was the first time in my life, that I could remember, that I could see clearly without the aid of glasses or contacts. Well, as I have aged and time has marched on, my vision has slowly deteriorated again to the point where I struggle to see most anything farther than about 3 feet away. Sucks. I have resisted the urge to throw glasses back on my face although some days it's just so much easier.

I discovered this herbal treatment and have begun diligently doing it and, after just three days, I see noticeable results! I am so excited!!! Yes, it stings when I put this concoction on my eyes but the pay off is way worth it!

I love that the Lord has put the remedy to all of our ailments right here on the earth in the form of plants for us to use.

Wife of the Year!

A friend sent me this email labeled "Husband of the Year". I looked at this picture and about fell off my chair laughing. The thing that made me laugh the most, however, is that if this was the Weltz's camping trip it would be ME in the tent with my bike and Skip out there on the ground.

Sad but true!!!

Frankinpuppy

Down but not out!!

Pierre (our little dog) had a close call today. While we were out riding horses, I realized that he wasn't with me. My intuition told me something was wrong. I started backtracking to find him and could hear him yelping in the distance. I kicked up my mount (well, it was Cowboy so he stumbled and farted around) to find the little fellow.

As I crested a hill I saw a large coyote standing up there looking down on me, challenging me to come closer. I realized then that the yelping had quit and quickly put the pieces together. I started yelling but that coyote was not going to budge. He was standing over his "kill". When I got close enough, the size of me on my horse was enough to intimidate the predator and he finally took off. All I could see was my little dog's limp body laying there on the ground. I started yelling, "Noooooooooo!!!!!"

As soon as Pierre heard my voice his little head sort of lifted and then his body started rolling down the hill. I caught him in my arms and he bit my chin in the process - being disoriented, confused and scared. The look in his eyes told me he was taking his last few breaths. I wanted him to die in my arms - not on the ground in the weeds.

Wrong again! Once he realized he was safely in my arms, he started to come to. I traded horses with my friend (she was riding Zoe) and rode home with Pierre in my arms. We took him to the animal hospital. He's in bad shape but he's going to pull through.

As for me - well, I guess that bite is going to cost me. Animal Control sent me to the ER to have it looked at. When they heard what had happened, they informed me that I needed to start immediate treatment for rabies. So, yeah, I had 8 shots tonight (3 right in my chin where he bit) and get to do it over again Friday and then 3 more times in the next 28 days.

Good thing I love that little dog so much . . .

What happened?

Holy crap! I spent the summer having a lot of fun with my family - you know, going to the beach, hanging out around our place, going to Girls Camp, blah, blah, blah. It was a lot of fun. Okay, probably WAY too much fun!!!

School started and I got back into my "routine". Riding Black Horse 2x weekly, running 5x weekly, yoga 3-4x weekly. This week I have vigorously worked in the garden three times and now, I have to tell you. My buns are SORE! Heck, my whole body is sore. This sucks!

I wonder if the sudden acceleration of the number on my scale has any connection to my summer antics. Hmmmm.

Miracle Plant

I just signed up for my second class in the herbal courses. I love learning about the medicinal benefits of herbs. I find everything about it fascinating.

This morning as I was working in my gardens it was quiet, cool and I had time to meditate as I was weeding and watering. I was really annoyed at the morning glory that just seemed to help itself to my yard. I knew that no matter how hard I worked, that pesky weed was NOT going to be destroyed! Ah, that I could be so resilient.

Okay, now to tie the two together. As I was meditating, something came to my mind that I learned in my first class. Often, not always, but often, when something ails us the cure is likely in our own backyard or very nearby. This is especially true when a plant, such as stinging nettles, has caused us discomfort. So, as I was wrestling with this obnoxious morning glory, the thought came to my mind, as if the plant was talking to me, "you are going to be soooo sorry you got rid of me. You are going to realize that you need me!" Okay, so there, now I've said it. It's marked in my personal history.

So, like what? Is this the cure for Swine Flu or something?

Fun, fun, fun

Today it was just plain hot. Like HOT! Inside our home it is 89 degrees - outside like 102 degrees. Yeah, HOT!

I puttered in my gardens earlier this morning - watering, weeding and playing with the chickens and then the bills called so loud I reluctantly went indoors. Sigh. I sat down at my desk and went to work. 3-4 hours later I just couldn't take it any more. I wandered out in the backyard and joined Skip and Jacob in the pool. Skip then came up with the idea of inviting the Prusso family over for dinner and swimming. I jumped at the idea!

I ran to town and got stuff for dinner - burgers, chips, grapes and ice cream (yeah, I know, a really nutritous kind of meal). When I got home, Dustin and his kids were up at our home swimming. They were all laughing and having so much fun with Skip and the twins - this is the way life is SUPPOSED to be!

We barbequed the burgers (yes, I had a vegan burger), had dinner and visited while the kids jumped on the tramoline, played hide and seek and ran around until way after dark. It made my heart so happy to see the kids playing. This is what kids are SUPPOSED to be doing!

When it was bedtime, the twins were VERY compliant. They were asleep before they hit the pillow. Now, that's the way kids are SUPPOSED to be!

Bad Day Gone Good

There was something big troubling my soul today. It was a big, ugly, dark cloud just hanging up there right over my head.

As the day unraveled, a very dear friend spent most of her day texting, emailing and talking to me on the phone. She truly lifted my spirits and helped me see another perspective. I also had lunch with another wonderful bestie and she, too, was wonderful at helping me work through this ugliness.

Fast forward to home. I got home with the kids and the twins and I decided to dive into the pool and play before homework. We laughed, splashed and dove around in the water. It was awesome.

While they were working on homework, I went out and decided to do some weeding and watering in my yard. I let out my chickens to get some exercise. Before I knew it, the chickens - all of them! - and my dogs were all hanging out right beside me as I worked in my yard. It was so good for my soul to see that I have such loyal pets that love to be with ME!

Yes, this day has turned around. I have great friends. I have great kids. I have great pets. Life is good.

Pig

I'm driving back from P-town where I got my hair done and I'm famished. So what do my wondering eyes see? Yup! Trader Joes! I love Trader Joes. It's lunch time, think I.

I race in the front doors and b-line right for the produce area where I scoop up my fave of late: Tofu spring roll. I'm telling you . . . this little goodie was sent right from heaven to . . . ME!!!!! I love, love, love it. Vegies wrapped in rice paper with some "to die for" peanut sauce for dipping. Problem is . . . . it's super, duper messy!

I'm eating and slurping and dipping and licking the fingers and slopping and, well, you know. Just enjoying every last morsel of my treat!!! I am oblivious to anything around me - just being present with my food.

I look up as the light turns green and glance over at a truck with a man watching me make an absolute pig of myself.

Awkward.

Back in the Saddle Again

After dropping my darling little twins off at school this morning I headed to the ranch to ride my fearless black steed. Oh how I've missed my boy. He even (sort of) acted like he was happy to see me.

I took a lesson with Lysette and it was a total blast. Black Horse was a little peppier than usual (I guess he hasn't been out much in the month that I've been away) and it made for a pretty righteous ride, I tell you!!

While I was jumping, he felt especially frisky and, when we came off of a triple set of jumps, he ducked his head down and I totally knew which part of his body was about to come up. If I hadn't picked up on his cue I probably would have landed my happy butt somewhere in the next county. I did, however, catch on quickly and pulled his head up, got him halted and just loved on him.

It's so good to see him feeling so good. Man, I love that horse!

Robz Ryd

So here's Rob with his new car. It's pretty funny because he has been in the garage every spare minute bonding with this new machine of his. He has already figured out how to play his ipod through the radio and has studied the owner's manual cover to cover (like, who does that??).

Close Call

This is Old Blue. I've talked about him before. Old Blue is a 1985 Ford F150 and has been our (my) beloved ranch truck for about 15 years. I love rattling in this old thing.

Okay, yesterday . . . Robbie had the thought of using Old Blue for the government's "cash for clunkers" program and getting a new Subaru for him to drive. He's a super responsible kid and really doesn't get into a LOT of trouble. We thought about it and decided that it was probably a great move. Old Blue headed for town. I asked what happens to the "clunkers". Like, do they get sold out for parts or do other people have the opportunity to get a cheap vehicle? Shows how naive I can be. I was informed that they get flattened down like a pancake and sent out to the landfill. I burst into tears. NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!! Not my beloved Old Blue. NOOOOOOO!!!!

Well, 5:00 saved my dear friend. We got there at 4:30 and were doing the whole paperwork thing. The deal had to be complete - lock, stock and barrel - by 5:00. After looking over our stuff, we were informed that we needed documentation from DMV showing that the vehicle was registered to us for the last 12 months. The only way to provide that would be to go to DMV and get a printout - today is Saturday - DMV closed. No deal!

Old Blue is home tucked safely in his parking spot. Robbie got his Subaru anyway. Life is good.

I'm home. Yes, I'm happy to be home. I mean, I missed my man, my babies and all my animals that seemed to have missed me too. But there is still a part of my life I just didn't miss at all.

As soon as my cell phone clicked into service today, I felt like I had just been slapped in the face. I have just spent an entire week up in the mountains - the gorgeous picturesque mountains - enjoying God's creations. No cell phone. No computer. No hustle bustle. No traffic. No stress.

As I was cruising along and that cell phone went off I knew the magic was over. It started going crazy with text messages stacked up, voice mail that needs attention and then the ringing as soon as there was any hint of life in Jodyland. Grrrr.

I feel like I've just been violently awaken from a beautiful, fantasy dream. I just want to go back to sleep and recapture that dream NOW!!!!

Girls Camp

All the planning. All the plotting. All the gathering and assembling handouts. All the lessons prepared. All the meetings. All the backpack assembly drama. All of it comes down to this moment. What isn't done isn't getting done. Period.

I'm ready and if I'm not, oh well!!

The Bike's Crash

I loaded up my two bikes (my mountain bike and my road bike) on the bike ride and headed to town for our activity with my Activity Day Girls. My partner, Joy, doesn't own a bike so I loaned her my mountain bike. We had a fabulous ride, just for the record. We rode around for a bit then went to 7-eleven with the girls (and Holden Tanner and Jacob) and got the kids slurpees.

I loaded the bikes back up on my car and headed home. The twins and I got out at the shop to unload all the bikes (we had THEIR bikes in the bed of my truck) and, alas, my bikes AND the rack were gone. Like, someone must have pulled up behind me at a stop light, unhooked my bike rack WITH my bikes on it and taken the whole lot. I was sure of it!

Okay, the logical side of my brain figured out what happened right off. I was a wee bit negligent when I mounted my rack on the truck and didn't stick the pin through the rack. So that would mean . . . HOLY CRAP! My bikes fell off somewhere. We hit the road at record speed and started zipping down the hill. Yeah, we found my bikes, all right. In a ditch still attached to the rack. Sad day for me :(

Got home and discovered that both bikes were in bad shape and would need a visit to the bike hospital. Turns out the mountain bike (which I was sure was in worst shape) fared quite a bit better. He was released as an outpatient and Robbie took off on him and headed to Royster's at record speed before anyone knew what was happening. My road bike . . .well . . .he's checked in for a bit. Looks like surgery hasn't been ruled out. This is gonna hurt. Ouch!

Lesson learned? Haste makes waste. Cliche, I know.