Saturday, February 28, 2009

I love when that happens

I hate shopping. Hate, Hate, Hate. Especially if it is for clothes. Nothing ever fits, or is the right color, or the right price or... And it all takes so long.

Friday Jess asked me to go shopping with her for a skirt. We went to Kohl's. I got tired of standing around watching her so I started browsing the clearance racks. I found a dress and a pair of pants that I liked. Then I looked at the price tags. Dress=$15, Pants=$8 Kohl's gift card in my purse=$10, making the pants free and the dress $13.

When that happens, I like shopping.



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Friday, February 27, 2009

Breaking News

If you live in Utah, perhaps you saw this story on the evening news. I was at the elementary watching Brandi in her 4th grade play when the announcement came that the school was in lock down mode. The shooting took place about 5 blocks from our house, about 3 blocks from the school. Everyone is fine, the play went on with just a small, unnecessary interuption and I will post a short clip of Brandi's part later. I just wanted everyone to know that things are fine and ok here.

(Just an FYI, Brandi's school is not mentioned in the report because the inept principal forgot to report to her superiors that her school was in lock down. She also did not follow correct procedure for a lock down. I really hope this doesn't happen when I am not there to take care of my child.)



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School Magic

Wednesday afternoon I went shopping with my daughter in law, so I was not home when Brandi got home from school. As we stood in the check out line at Ikea, the strains of Bolero came from my purse, so I know it was the house before I ever pulled my phone out.

Me: Hello

Brandi: (almost breathlessly) Mom! You'll never, ever guess who is coming to my school tomorrow! Scott Savage is coming, Mom! To my school.

I had already taken Thursday off from work, so I would be free at the time of the author assembly. I arrived a few minutes before the students entered the auditorium. I have only met Scott on one other occasion, and I hosted a stop on his blog tour this past summer. I was impressed when Scott came over to me and knew who I was. We chatted a bit, as he and his lovely wife, Jennifer, set up for the assembly. Then the kids came in and the fun began.

After the assistant principal introduced Scott to the school, he took the microphone. He thanked the administration for letting him be there, then he said he needed to give a shout out to a friend of his. He had Brandi stand up (she sat down before I could get a picture, but she was surprised). He mentioned that Brandi's mother had reviewed his book before it even came out to bookstores. Scott just elevated my daughter to small celebrity status at school. Thank you Scott.

Then Scott started his presentation. And what a fun presentation it was. There was magic, and hot dog heroes, purple men, marshmallow monsters, man eating sharks, dancing in red tutus and an amazing story created by the students. And the students loved every minute of it.
(I was going to link to the story that the students created, but for some reason I can't get the page to load this morning. I wil try again when I get home from work. You can go here, go to forums, then schools I've visited and then Grovecrest to find the story the students made up with Scott.)

There was the opportunity to purchase books and have Scott sign them. Brandi purchased one because we still only had just the ARC and the book has cool pictures and maps that the ARC doesn't. Scott was so good with the students, talking with them and finding out about them as he signed their books.

Thank you, Scott, for a wonderful assembly.

Scott will be at the Pleasant Grove Library tonight. I think he said at 6 pm. If you have a chance, come out and see him and visit with him. There will be Farworld posters for everyone, as well as an opportunity to purchase a book (at a discount I might add).

Now for some pics from the assembly. (Jess didn't get a chance to edit them for me, so they are a little dark, sorry)




Scott talking to Jennifer as they are setting up

Brandi, enraptured with the presentation

Having students help with a magic trick


Scott asking the students a question



Creating the story with the students



Enthusiastic students helping create the story


This is where the red tutu came in. Scott was dancing ballet to help tell the story the kids were creating. It was a big hit.


Wrapping up the assembly


Scott Savage and Brandi
She really was more thrilled than she looks. She didn't stop talking about it all evening.


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Thursday, February 26, 2009

Pay it Forward

Here's the idea. Be one of the first 3 people to leave a comment on my blog and you will be the lucky recipient of a hand made gift from me some time this year. When it comes will be a total complete surprise! Now here is the catch, you have to post the same thing on your blog and do the same for 3 lucky people. GOOD LUCK! This is going to be fun!



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The Forgotten Warrior

Forgiveness has never been an attribute of sixteen-year-old Sydney Morgan's. Loyal and loving to her mother and sister, a crisis forces her to find her absent father, which in turn begins a chain of events leading her to the last place and time she would have ever expected.

The Forgotton Warrior follows Syd as she is transported back to Book of Mormon times by touching a mysterious clear stone. She meets Chief Captain Helaman; nursemaid, Mariah; and the stripling warriors. They believe Syd to be a boy, and worse yet, Helaman's second-in-command, Tarik, thinks Syd is a Lamanite spy and threatens to kill her. Come follow Sydney as she desperately tries to find her way back home, fights to gain Helaman's respect, and despite herself, falls in love with Tarik.

Bio:

Kathi Oram Peterson was born in the small, sleepy town of Rigby, Idaho. In her childhood, her parents owned a store on Main Street. Whenever they couldn't find her, they'd look in the nearby drug store behind the book display. There she would be curled up with a book. Though she grew up, married, and had a family of her own, her passion for a good, heart-thumping, action-packed story has never left her. After raising her family of two girls and a boy, she went back to school and earned her English degree at the University of Utah. Upon graduation, she worked for a curriculum publisher writing and editing concept and biography books for children. Leaving the workforce, she decided to devote her time to writing inspirational novels. Over her writing career she has won the “Heart of the West” and “Golden Pen” writing contests and placed as a finalist in St. Martin’s Press’ “Malice Domestic Contest.” She has also served as President of the Wasatch Mountain Fiction Writers.

She is currently working on another series set in Rome and Bethlehem during Christ’s birth.

Question #1: Have you always wanted to be a writer? I have always enjoyed reading novels, but the writing bug didn’t bite until after I’d had my first child. My first book was dreadful. I’ve written many unpublished books and with each one I’ve learned more.

Question #2: Tell us a little bit about your book/s. Which ones are your favorites if you have more than one, and briefly let us know what they are about. Pay particular attention to your most recent book and/or your first book: The first few books I wrote were romantic suspense. I love the challenge of plotting a good suspense and I’ve always been partial to romance. When the time comes, I hope I can revisit those books and make them marketable. The Forgotten Warrior, which is my debut young-adult novel, was a pleasure to write. My son suggested I write about the stripling warriors. I wanted to have a young woman as my protagonist, and I wanted her to be from our time. So, of course, she had to travel through history. The story really took off from there. I loved imagining what Captain Helaman was like. I used Friberg’s famous painting of Captain Helaman with the stripling warriors for inspiration, but a picture really doesn’t tell a lot, so I did as much research as I could and from there I developed my version of Captain Helaman and his warrior sons. I also wanted to use actual events from the Book of Mormon and write the story around the battles and trials the warriors lived through.

Question #3: Are you currently working on any writing projects our readers should watch for release soon? I turned in a sequel of The Forgotten Warrior to my publisher. They really liked it but wanted to see how well the first book is accepted before committing to another book. However, they did accept a little Christmas story I sent them, An Angel on Main Street which will be out in the fall of 2009. This story, which takes place in 1953, is very near and dear to my heart. I created a small fictional town in Idaho. Eleven-year-old Micah Connors and his little family have recently moved to town. Micah’s father was killed in the Korean War. His mother works as a waitress and his little sister, Annie, is very sick. A few days before Christmas, a nativity begins to appear in the center of town. No one knows who is building it. Annie tells Micah that she believes when the baby Jesus arrives he’ll make her well. Her condition worsens and Micah doesn’t think she can wait until Christmas. He ‘s desperate to find the nativity builder and borrow the Jesus doll for Annie. I won’t spoil it and tell you how things turns out. My most recent project is again a two book project titled Chasing the Star. It is another YA time-travel adventure. The story is told from three different points of view: Marcus, a Roman Centurian; Rachel, a 19 year-old girl, and Joshua, her 12 year-old brother. It’s Christmastime and Rachel has come home from college. She doesn’t know how she is going to tell her parents that she’s dropping out of school to pursue a singing career. Worse yet, she has kept an even more disturbing secret from her family. For years Rachel and her father tried to prove that there was a real star of Bethlehem. But Rachel’s astronomy professor has convinced her there was no such star. In fact, Rachel has lost her faith in God. Upon her arrival home, she finds that her parents were killed in a car accident and Josh was badly hurt. She goes to her brother, but when she is called to the nurses’ station to fill out paper work, Joshua disappears. As Rachel searches for her brother, she is given a stone which sends her back in time to the belly of pirate ship sailing on the Mediterranean. There will be more to come.

Question #4: Have you ever won any writing awards? If so, what? I have won the Heart of the West, The Golden Pen, and also placed as a finalist in St. Martin’s Malice Domestic Contest.

Question #5: What type of music, if any, do you listen to while you write? I don’t listen to music unless I’m editing. I find it too distracting when I’m creating scenes.

Question #6: What inspires you and motivates you to write the very most? I don’t believe it is one thing. I have to have the beginning and ending of a story firmly in mind before I start a book. The middle seems to take care of itself as I write and do research. So I guess to answer the question for me a good idea with a beginning and ending inspires me most.

Question #7: What one thing are you the most proud of in your life? My family. As life has given us highs and lows we’ve clung together. My husband is the rock in my life. My children, who are all adults now, are kind and caring people. Last year my husband was away on my birthday, but my children brought me dinner, cake and ice-cream and celebrated with their mum. My son-in-law takes such good care of my daughter and grandson. I truly feel blessed to be a part of their lives.

Question #8: What about your family? Do you have children, married, siblings, parents? Has your family been supportive of your writing? I have two girls and one boy. They are grown now and are very supportive of my writing. My brothers and my sister have always encouraged me to write. My parents did as well. They have both passed on, but I’d like to think they’re proud of me. I miss them every day.

Question #9: The main characters of your stories - do you find that you put a little of yourself into each of them or do you create them to be completely different from you? Sydney Morgan isn’t anything like me…except I’d like to think I have her faith. She is short tempered, holds a black belt in karate, and is very courageous. I could never do what she does. I think that is why I liked her so. She can do things I can’t or wouldn’t even attempt. Tarik, a stripling warrior and second-in-command to Captain Helaman has nothing in common with me, except I’d like to think that someday I will have his loyalty and ability to always do what is right.

Question #10: Is there an established writer you admire and emulate in your own writing? Do you have a writing mentor? For years I adored Mary Higgins Clark. The first book I read of hers, Where Are The Children, grabbed me from page one. I even met her once in Omaha, Nebraska at a writers’ conference. Very inspiring woman, who has paid her dues for the success she now enjoys. I’ve also admired Francine Rivers’ novels especially her Voice in the Wind saga. I have many mentors. I belong to a wonderful writing group with many authors. We’ve been meeting for over 20 years. They are all my mentors.

Question #11: When growing up, did you have a favorite author, book series, or book? I remember two books that made impressions on me: The Wizard of Oz and Lassie Come Home. In the book The Wizard of Oz, one of the characters becomes stuck in the middle of a river. That scene scared me so, but I couldn’t put the book down. And who could read how Lassie finally made it home without crying?

Question #12: Currently who is your favorite author and what is your favorite genre to read? I enjoy YA books. Mainly fantasy YA. I don’t have to worry so much about coming across offensive words or pornographic scenes and they always have wonderful adventures to share. Some of the YA authors I’ve enjoyed are Sharon Creech, Karen Hesse, Lloyd Alexander, Madeleine L’Engle, and Lois Lowry to name a few.

Question #13: Hey, let's get morbid. When they write your obituary, what do you hope they will say about your book/s and writing? I hope they will say that my books were uplifting adventures that left the readers wanting more.

Question #14: Location and life experience can sprinkle their influence in your writing. Tell us about where you grew up and a little about where you live now - city? Suburb? Country? Farm? If you could live anywhere you want to live, where would that be? I grew up in Rigby, Idaho. I was very fortunate to experience a small town. My father owned a Firestone Store on Main Street. For a few years we lived in an apartment over the store. I could peer out our living room window and watch people milling about the sidewalks. The main highway ran right through the middle of town, so there was a lot of traffic: diesels, farm trucks and cars. The town had a great influence on my book An Angel on Main Street. While living there my mother suffered a heart attack. I was sent to stay with my parents’ friends who owned a farm. I loved playing in the barns, watching the kids milk the cows and jumping around on the haystacks.I now live in the Salt Lake area. A big theater complex is a block away as well as restaurants and grocery stores. In many ways my neighborhood reminds of my childhood and growing up in a small town, though children aren’t as free to play as they were in my day. I like where I live, but I’d also like to someday have a cabin in the mountains.

Question #15: Do you have any pets? Tell us about them. I have a Yorkshire Terrier named Miss Elizabeth Bennett. We call her Lizzie. I have always been a fan of Jane Austin’s. Lizzie is my buddy who follows me around the house all day. She curls up on her pillow under my desk as I write, and she’s always happy to see me.

Question #16: Bring us into your home and set the scene for us when you are writing. What does it look like? On the couch, laptop, desk? Music? Lighting, handwriting? I love my office. I do most of my writing on my desktop. The closet in my office was converted to a huge bookcase. It’s so packed with books that they’re spilling onto the floor. One wall has a corkboard where I pin up my story line, pictures, and maps of the novel I’m currently working on. There are two desks in my office. One holds my desktop and the other is a small desk my grandfather made out of wood. It’s a cherished piece of furniture.

Question #17: Does television influence or inspire your writing? I don’t watch as much as I use to. I enjoy The Closer and 24. I admire the courage of the characters in those shows.

Question #18: What about movies? I love a good movie. I’m so fortunate to have theaters a block away from my home. My favorite is It’s a Wonderful Life. It has everything, fantasy, inspiration, and a good message. I also loved The Lord of the Rings trilogy. Again a movie with everything in it: battles, love, and a good message.

Question #19: Focusing on your most recent (or first) book, tell our readers what genre your book is and what popular author you think your writing style in this book is most like. I’d like to think my writing style is my own. Though if my book was like another’s I’d have to say Chris Heimerdinger’s Tennis Shoes Among the Nephites series because my protagonist travels back to Book of Mormon times.

Question #20: How long did it take you to write your most recent (or first) book? When you started writing, did you think it would take that long (or short)? I worked on The Forgotten Warrior a little over a year. Midway into writing I realized I had two books when it felt like the story climaxed just after the Battle for Cumeni, so I thought that would be a good place to stop book one. Book two could then climax with Syd fighting in the Battle for Zarahelma alongside Captain Moroni. I think it worked out for the best that way. And there’s the possibility for a third book that would follow Tarik coming to our time for a while then going back to help Moroni capture the City of Nephihah.

Question #21: Is there anyone you'd like to specifically acknowledge who has inspired, motivated, encouraged or supported your writing? My husband, Bruce. He’s made great sacrifices and worked hard so I could stay home the last few years and write. My books would never have been written without his support.

Question #22: Is there any one particular book that when you read it, you thought to yourself, "Man, I wish I'd written that one!"? Francine Rivers’ A Voice in the Wind. She is a master storyteller.

Question #23: Thinking about your writing career, is there anything you'd go back and do differently now that you have been published? Although it’s taken me many years to find success I’m glad my first published novel is The Forgotten Warrior. There were days when I felt as though I was being guided as I wrote.

Question #24: What is your main goal or purpose you would like to see accomplished by your writing? My deepest wish is to inspire young adults to believe in themselves, have faith in God, and to read, read, read!

Question #25: How has having a book published changed your life? The publishing world brings new worries and new demands on a writer, but what wonderful demands. I love having an editor excited to read my work. My editor has been such a pleasure to work with. Plus I’ve met some wonderful people I wouldn’t have otherwise.

Question #26: Many authors have said that naming their characters is a difficult process, almost like choosing a name for their own child. How did you select the names of some of your lead characters in your book/s? For Sydney Morgan I knew I wanted a name for a girl that could also be thought of as a boy’s name, since she was going back in time and many believed her to be a boy. Tarik was a bit more difficult. I wanted a warrior sounding name, something different. Tarik is Egyptian and I liked the hard sound.

Question #27: Have you ever had a character take over a story and move it in a different direction than you had originally intended? How did you handle it? This recently happened as I was writing Chasing the Star. I had to do a ton of research and found the story of Julia, the daughter of Augustus Caesar. She started taking over my story, pushing Rachel aside. As soon as I realized what was happening, I retraced my steps, deleted quite a few pages and started again. The result is a much stronger story.

Question #28: Is there any lesson or moral you hope your story might reveal to those who read it? The working theme of The Forgotten Warrior was that faith builds courage and courage builds faith. That faith you can help you learn to forgive. A bonus for me would be if my readers could come away learning more about the stripling warriors, about their strong loyalty to family, faith, and country and apply some of those character traits in their lives.

Question #29: Do you have any book signings, tours or special events planned to promote your book that readers might be interested in attending? If so, when and where? Starting on January 15th I start a book tour that will take me from Rexburg, Idaho to Mesa, Arizona. For details of where and when I’ll be signing please check out my website at www.kathiorampeterson.com under Events. I look forward to seeing old friends and meeting new ones.

Question #30: It's said that the editing process of publishing a novel with a publisher can be grueling and often more difficult than actually writing the story. Do you think this is true for you? How did you feel about editing your masterpiece? Of course, you would like to think that your baby is perfect, but it rarely is. I’ve been a member of a critique group for many, many years so I value critiques that make the story stronger. I had no problems making the changes my editor requested because I knew it would make a better story.

Question #31: Now that you are a published author, does it feel differently than you had imagined? Having my novel published has been my biggest joy since having my children. The entire experience is incredible. It makes me reflect on the years of rejections. I remember when I first started writing I’d called an author to ask him questions about the road to publishing a book. He was very rude and asked me, who did I think I was trying to write a novel? Instead of crushing my spirit, he made me angry. You know what they say about a woman scorn…but maybe that was his plan, to make me dig in and work my fingers off to finally see a book with my name on it.

Question #32: Now, use this space to tell us more about who you are. Anything you want your readers to know. Wow, what a set up…to say anything I want my readers to know. I’d really like to write something profound…something that would inspire them. However, the only thing I can think of is a very old, cliché saying that rings so true: believe in your dreams.

Anyone who wants to find out more about her and what she is up to can go to her website: www.kathiorampeterson.com.

For those who want to read more of her writing, you can go to her blogsite: www.kathiswritingnook.com.

The Forgotten Warrior can be ordered online at:

http://deseretbook.com/store/product/5017602 and

http://seagullbook.com/store/merchant.mvc?Screen=PROD&Product_Code=556811&Category_Code.


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Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Nathan and trains

We have a special needs class at the high school. Actually it is called Life Skills, but the special needs students are the ones that are enrolled in the class. I love all of the students, but one of them in partcular makes me smile. No matter how bad of a mood I am in, he lifts my spirits just by being in the room. No one can be grumpy when Nathan is around.

This is the conversation he had in the hall with another teacher.

Nathan: Mr. McCallister, how's it going?

Mr. McCallister: Good morning Nate. Good, how are you?

N: fine. I saw a train last night. A train in Lehi. It was long and the arms came down and we had to stop and wait for it. My dad had to stop.

Mr. M: That was a very wise thing for your dad to do.

N: The lights were flashing red and red lights mean stop. The train was long. It was in Lehi and we had to stop for it.

Mr. M.: I'm glad you waited Nathan. Have a good day.

Nate, to his peer tutor, "I'm being good Jessie, aren't I. I am being good."

I would have gotten to hear about the train next, but I was called away to deal with something else. Too bad. I like talking to Nathan about trains.

Did I mention that Nathan loves trains. Thomas is his favorite. He will talk to you for hours about trains if his peer tutor didn't keep him on track.

When school first started this is the conversation that Nathan and I had every single day.

Nathan: Hi Mrs. S.

Me: Good morning Nathan

N: Your the principal aren't you?

Me: No Nathan I'm the tracker.

N: I thought you were the principal.

We had that conversation for 3 months. I wish I had the pay raise that being a principal would bring, but I really wouldn't want the headaches that the principal has running a school. For the next 2 months Nathan and I had this conversation:

N: Hi Mrs. S

Me: Good morning Nathan

N: Hey, your the secretary aren't you?

Me: Yes Nathan I am a secretary.

A secretary is the best way that Nathan can understand what I do. Now we have this conversation:

N: Hi Mrs. S.

Me: Good morning Nathan

N: Mrs. S. I saw__________ last night (probably a train)

Me: A__________ really? Tell me about it

and then he does. I look forwad to seeing Nathan.

Nathan is not very much taller than I am, 5"4" but he has a great big booming voice that carries. His voice is deep, like something you would expect from James Earl Jones and it seems incongruent with Nathan's bodily frame. But within minutes of him walking in the office, everyone is smiling and happy and the rest of the day is a good one.



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Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Culture Plunge

Counseling the Culturally Diverse. That is the name of the class I am finishing up now. Tonight is the last class. For one of our papers we had to do a culture plunge and then write about our experience. We had to go spend some time with a group of people that are not like us and that we normally would not spend time with. Some of the students choose to attend a different church, go to a jail, one of the girls went to a brothel in Nevada, one went to a lesbian bar. One of the students was hanging out with some friends from her apartment complex. What she didn't know was that they had a lucrative business selling illegal substances. The SWAT team brought her cultural experience to her.

The following is a blog adaptation of the paper I wrote about my experience.

In 1986 the Food And Care Coalition served 4,309 meals to the homeless, mentally ill, learning disabled and families on fixed income or affected by tragedy. In 2006 the number of meals served was 99,243. The Coaliton also makes bus tokens available on a limited basis to clients needing to use public transportation to get to appointments and employment. Aid for shelter and rent is available through a motel voucher system. Proof of employment, a rental agreement and monthly budget and no help in the past 12 months are necessary to be eligible. Vouchers for clothing through Deseret Industries are also available on a limited basis but blankets, sleeping bags, pillows, gloves, hats and socks are regularly available to those that need them.


The Food and Care Coalition has an onsite computer lab where clients can search for jobs, write resumes or attend workshops for training. For those clients enrolled in the Mentor Advocate Program there are also funds for Primary Care Network fees, prescriptions and other health related needs. On Monday, Wednesday, and Fridays hygiene products are available for pickup. Laundry services and showers are also available Monday through Friday with an appointment. Those clients needing an address for communication with families or employers are allowed to temporarily use the Coalition address.


I heard the furnace click on at 5:00 a.m. I lay snuggled in my nice warm bed for another hour until it was time to get the boys off for a scout trip. When I got up, my home was warm. Even the tile floors were a comfortable temperature on my bare feet. I stood in front of the refrigerator, gazing at the array of food, trying to decide what I felt like cooking to eat for breakfast. When I was done, I took a long, hot shower and dressed in clean clothes fresh from my dryer.


If someone is homeless in Utah county, there is no place to go for warmth and shelter. There is no place to be on a cold, stormy day or night. The homeless have no place of comfort to be when they are ill and want to stay in bed. There is no chilling on the sofa and watching the big game or other mindless entertainment hour after hour. Those without a place to live spend their time walking from store to store, gas station to bus station and back again for just a few minutes of warmth and shelter from inclement weather.


After I finished doing my hair and makeup, I sat down in front of my laptop computer, one of three computers available in my house. I checked my e-mail, wrote a blog post, checked the daily postings of my favorite blogs and then checked for orders or questions on my business website. After this, I picked up the kids' father from the car repair shop where he had taken our family suburban to be fixed. I was feeling rather put out that someone had slid on the slick road and crashed into it depriving us of its use for a week. The incapacitation of the suburban left us with only 2 vehicles to use.


The closest shelter available for use by the homeless in Utah County is in downtown Salt Lake City. For most of the homeless in Utah County, if they cannot walk somewhere, they don’t go. According to the FACC website:


More than 90% of clients served by the FACC are residents of Utah County.
11 homeless person died on Utah County streets in 2006 and nearly 50 state wide.
The FACC has served over 100,000 meals for 5 consecutive years.
There are nearly 3,000 homeless persons in Utah on any given day.
Clients who have received dental care through our charity clinic report a higher success rate in obtaining gainful employment.
The average annual household income for FACC clients is below $io,ooo.

Currently, homeless persons requiring shelter are housed in local motels with vouchers from various agencies, including the FACC.
Unsheltered persons resort to sleeping in abandoned vehicles, storage units, under trees or finding remote areas by local rivers and canyons to evade detection.


I choose to do my culture plunge with the homeless in Utah County. It was then that I discovered that there is no shelter in Utah County. I did find the Food and Care Coalition. Because I went on a holiday, the Coalition served lunch only that day, from 12 noon until 1 p.m. The community of volunteers in Utah County is so big hearted and generous that I was not allowed to serve that day. In fact, there is a three to five month waiting list to donate time or services.


I thought carefully about how to dress for my experience. I was pretty sure that a dress and heels or a suit would not be the thing to wear. I finally settled on a pair of jeans and a sweater and sneakers. I arrived at the Coalition 10 minutes before serving time. As I got out of my big silver Durango it occurred to me that I probably should have changed to a smaller purse. My big green faux crocodile one was going to stick out as would my nice black Marine dress gloves. I was a little nervous, not about being around the people, but because I was not sure how to approach them. I did not want it to seem that I was judging them or their condition or that it was feeding time at the zoo and I was there to watch.


I really had nothing to fear, though. I walked over to where the clients were lining up waiting for the door to be unlocked. I sat on the low brick wall next to one of the waiting men. He asked me if I had ever been there before. I told him, “No, I am writing a paper for a class I am taking. I need to experience a culture or way of life that is different than the one I live in everyday. I decided that I would like to know more about the lives of the homeless in Utah County.” He shook my hand and introduced himself as Troy. A woman came over to join our conversation. She would not give me her name. She took out a comb and began to comb her long blonde hair so as to be presentable for her meal. As I talked to them about what the homeless might need, she spoke about what “they” need. Not once would she say “we”. I found that interesting.


Once the door opened, Troy and the others around me made sure that I understood the procedure; go in, sign your name, sit down and a volunteer will bring you a tray. I spoke to the lady in charge and asked if it would be ok for me to hang out in the dining room as they served, and she told me it would be ok. One of the clients was asked to give a blessing on the food. I think it was one of the most sincere expressions of thanks to our Father in Heaven that I have ever heard.


There was a long line and limited seats so I did not sit down until the line was gone and there was an empty seat. As it turned out that empty seat was next to Troy, so I sat there. I asked him about where he lived and what he did during the day. He told me that he is able to stay in a small apartment not far from the Coalition and that he got daily jobs from the temp. service that allowed him to pay his rent and purchase a few of the necessities. We then talked about “normal” things that he likes to do. He likes to read, take walks, talk to his mother, but she lives in St. George so he can’t do that very often. Then he was through eating and he left.


Moroni was sitting across from me. He asked me why I did not accept a meal. I told him that I felt that it would be rude for me to take one because I did not need it and if I took food that I did not need, I would be taking from someone that did need it, but that if it was rude for me to not be eating with them, then I would eat. He just looked at me for a while and then said, “You’re not like other people that come here.” “In what way?” I asked. He said, “You have a kind spirit. You care about us and who we are. Not like others that come here and try to tell us what to do and how your way of life is better and that we need to change to be like you. You are a good person.” (I was thankful for that, I had spent the morning listening to the kids' father list my many faults- once again as he does whenever I am in his presence) We ended up talking for another 45 minutes. Well, actually, Moroni did most of the talking and I just listened.


People continued to eat and leave and others took their place at the tables. There were grandmothers and grandfathers, men and women. One of the women had hair to her waist and I am sure that it had not been combed in years as it was one big snarl from the nape of her neck on down and it smelled as if it had not been washed in that same amount of time. Even if she were to make an appointment at the Coalition for sanitation purposes for everyday, she would need to shave her head in order to once again have a lovely head of hair. Beauty services are not available or affordable for her and her hair probably keeps her warm.


The clients that broke my heart the most to see, however, were the children. It was a holiday, a day off from school, and the sun was out and it was not freezing as it had been the week before. These children should be laughing and playing and possible kicking a soccer ball or riding a bike. Instead they were stopping at the Coalition for the only meal they would have that day and then they would go with their mother to try and find a place to sleep and keep warm for the evening. Perhaps they would go back to a bare apartment with no television or Wii to play with. And still they would try to stay warm for the evening.


Again, from the FACC website:
The FACC offers an important outlet to the community wherein the public can participate in charitable service activities and become better educated on the root causes and solutions to poverty.
The FACC has distanced itself from entitlement based programs. Our philosophy encourages clients to move from a sense of entitlement to ownership and personal accountability in the services they receive.
Our charity dental clinic sponsored by the FACC and Share A Smile Foundation embodies this philosophical shift by requiring able bodied clients to "bank" service hours in return for dental services donated on their behalf. We believe that such programs will bless both the giver and receiver.
Decorative banners, flower baskets, sidewalk cleaning, and garbage removal are just some of the services performed by FACC clients enrolled in the agency's work training program entitled CREW (Community Reinvestment Employee Workforce).
The FACC initiated a Utah County study on homelessness in 2002. Since the completion of the study (Brereton & Woods), over 20 site visits have been made to other facilities throughout the country to investigate, learn, and capture best practice ideas of how to successfully mitigate homeless needs. Combining these findings with our own initiatives will result in the construction of a new facility beginning in 2008.
(the facility is due to be completed this spring)


I got in my big silver Durango and headed home a changed person. I will no longer see the flower pots that decorate downtown Provo in the spring and summer and not think of those that I met this day. When the holidays approach, I will no longer think that perhaps I should take my children and volunteer somewhere and then promptly forget about it. We will be volunteering, and spending time serving those that need us. And in the process we will become better for having known them and letting them bless our lives.


References
Food & Care Coalition. (n.d.). Retrieved February, 2009, from Food & Care Coalition Web site: http://foodandcare.org/services/direct_services.php



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Monday, February 23, 2009

The Scent of Things to Come

Today I walked outside during school. I took a deep breath and I smelled Spring Rain. It was so clean and fresh and beautiful. I love the smell of rain in the spring.

When I got home I made me some more of my custom fragranced lotion and perfume since I used the last of both bottles this morning. It has my favorite scent in it- Cedarwood. It is such a clean and fresh scent that I put it in almost everything I make for myself.

Josi has been writing a new culinary mystery series. The first in the series, Lemon Tart, is out (review coming soon) and the second, English Trifle, is due out in Aug. I am on the panel that helps test and try the recipes included in the books. Today she started on the third book and sent us the first recipe to try out. So I got right to trying it out- cake. Yum. Now my whole house smells wonderful.

When I was done with that, I created a fragrance inspired by a book that will be coming out soon. The book is, Tower of Strength, by Annette Lyon. I am not going to do my review today, that will come on April 9th when Annette makes a stop at my blog while on her blog tour.

The week of March 9th, over on her blog, Annette will be giving away a gift set with the custom scent I created. It has Rose, tempered by a touch of Coconut and anchored with White Musk. I call it White Pearl and you will just have to read the book to know why.

So today was filled with the scent of things to come- Spring just around the corner and Annette's new book, The Tower of Strength. And I am so excited for both of them.



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Saturday, February 21, 2009

On a lighter note...

It was a nice day today. The sun was shining, we got the Chirstmas lights taken down and put away. I now feel ready to move into Spring. I noticed that Lindon Nursery has new seeds arriving daily. I better get in and get some before they are all gone. But I am not sure yet what I want. I think I am going to try my hand at square foot gardening this summer. Or maybe I should just till up the entire back yard and turn it into a garden. I wonder if the dogs would help with the weeding?

The school district made a deal with the rec. centers in the cities in district boundaries. Employees were able to purchase a year long pass to one of the rec centers at a huge discount. I debated which one to buy. The city I live in has a brand new, wonderful, state of the art rec. center. But the pool is an out door pool and the pass would not include the pool when it is open in the summer- I am going to have to purchase that anyway. All the other rec centers have indoor pools or a bubble to convert their outdoor pool to an indoor pool. So, I could get passes to a rec center that the boys would use, but I wouldn't, or passes to a rec center where I would use the pool, but have to drive a bit further. I finally choose one of the centers with a pool.

Today we went swimming. And by swimming I mean Jake, Ethan and Brandi swam while I stood in the pool wishing it were warmer and threw pool toys for the kids to swim and retrieve. Alternate that with me sitting in the hot tub. Because I do not know how to swim. Oh sure, I took beginning swimming lessons. Twice. or was it three times? I don't know. I just know that I have always been a teeny bit afraid of drowning. Just remember, I grew up in the desert southwest where any accumulation of water big enough to swim in usually meant that a flash flood was happening. You know that big river, the Rio Grande? Ya, you could walk across it and never get your feet wet most of the time.

I do remember seeing the Gila flooded once. Enough that the road to Grandma's house was closed. The San Francisco usually had water, as did The Blue. We always had time to play in the water at the CatWalk in Glenwood. And what would a trip to Grandma's be if we didn't play in the irrigation ditch? Catching polywogs was my favorite thing to do. Oh, and there is nothing like New Mexico mud between the toes. I miss that.

You know what else I miss? The rain. It does rain everyonce in awhile in southwest New Mexico. And the rain is warm, not like the rain we get in Utah. Here, even in the heat of summer, the rain is cold and I want to come inside and curl up with a blanket. Not in New Mexico. Imagine a warm shower. That is what the rain is like. We used to play in it- dancing and running and having a good time. And you know how in the movies after a rain in the desert the flora come out and blankets the earth in beauty? It really happens like that.

Funny how a trip to the pool would bring back all those memories today.



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Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Soap Box

Warning, this is another post based on a crusade.

We watched a couple of videos in class last night. One of them was the third in a series. I have seen the first two versions in my abnormal psychology class. I am not going to post the preview or youtube clip, but you can watch it here if you want to. Don't go watch it until I have set up the video and given you a warning.

From the Media Education Foundation website:

Jean Kilbourne continues her groundbreaking analysis of advertising's depiction of women in this most recent update of her pioneering Killing Us Softly series. In fascinating detail, Kilbourne decodes an array of print and television advertisements to reveal a pattern of disturbing and destructive gender stereotypes. Her analysis challenges us to consider the relationship between advertising and broader issues of culture, identity, sexism, and gender violence.

Sections: Does the beauty ideal still tyrannize women? Does advertising still objectify women's bodies? Are the twin themes of liberation and weight control still linked? Is sexuality still presented as women's main concern? Are young girls still sexualized? Are grown women infantilized? Are images of male violence against women still used to sell products?

The video is full of images of ads that do not portray women as wholesome and virtuous, so don't say I didn't warn you. Because this is a family freindly blog, I am not going to post the clip here and you will have to go watch it.

On the flip side, we also watched this video.



So, what are your thoughts? Let's have a discussion.



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Tuesday, February 17, 2009

What God has Joined

Feb. 17, 1961 a new family was created



Nov. 2008


Resulting in this

Nov. 2008

(missing from picture is: a son in Australia, sons & daughters in law, grandchildren and 1, almost 2, great grandchildren)


HAPPY ANNIVERSARY MOM AND DAD!!

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Friday, February 13, 2009

Hey Baby

"It's looks like a flower/gift store in this place" she said as she walked in the front door of the office. Vases of flowers, bags of candy, cards and stuffed animals covered every surface in the room. Balloons bobbed their greetings of love over in the corner. It seemed that the students were more focused on the Valentine holiday coming up than the fact that it was Friday the 13th.

Friday the 13th, a bad luck day. A day when bad things happen, and she had woken up sick but had to go to work anyway. It had been so long since she was young and in love. Lately all she was was lonely and overworked. Maybe there would come a day that someone would send her sweet nothings and swear undying love, but today was not it.

The morning would be spent checking student grades and credit tallies. She had to meet with students that were behind in credits and help them make a plan to recover credits before graduation in 15 weeks. But first she needed to deal with the students hanging out in the hall. There would be no expressions of love coming from them and she knew it.

When she got back to her desk, she found that Carol had brought over the list of new and leaving students to be included in the meeting notes for Monday. There were also at least 12 vases each holding a single red rose bud. The front office was full and now the deliveries were spilling over into hers. She looked at the clock. The work day was only 45 minutes old and she was already ready for it to be over.

The door to the office banged open again with students checking in late and teachers using the office as a short cut to the lounge. Everyone used the office as a cut through. She sighed as the space heater was kicked over. Again. And she bumped the open drawer of the filing cabinet when she pushed back from the desk to answer the phone on Shelly's desk. It would be nice when the new office was done and she could move into her own space.

She pulled up the notes from last week's students at risk meeting so that she could build the agenda for Monday's meeting. The door banged into the wall as someone came in She sighed, took a breath and looked up. It was another student with flowers to be delivered. When she looked at the card, her name was on the single long stemmed white rose. But there was no other name on the card. It was then that Sheryl told her that the vases scattered around the room were not for students, but for her.

Again the door banged open. The room was full of the chamber choir gathering around her desk. Someone gave a note and they began to sing.




Her mood began to lift as she watched the boys singing to her. She smiled at their antics as they got into acting out the lyrics. Too bad this was just the choir teacher's version of Valentine's caroling. It would have been more fun if it was an actual val-e-gram sent to her by a true love.

Then the song ended and the singers parted. There, on his knee, in her office, was her knight in shining armour.

Friday the 13 a bad luck day? No, Friday the 13th, the luckiest day in her life.

**This story is not true, except that today is Friday the 13th, the front office did look like a flower/gift shop, I was not feeling well, I did have to spend my morning dealing with grades, credits, sluffing students and writing the agenda for Monday's meeting. There were no white or red roses, no declarations of love, and there is no true love appearing as knight in shining armour or otherwise. But the chamber choir did come in and sing that song and it was cute, and fun and they were amazing.



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Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Everyday

In the spirit of my celebrating Valentines day, I have been posting a new (vintage) valentine in the side bar each day. I hope that you have enjoyed them.
I have also been listening to some music that I have not listened to in a long time. This is just one of them. So simple.




This is not Buddy Holly singing, but someone that sounds pretty close. I couldn't find a good recording of Buddy Holly and I don't know how to take it off of my iPod to post here. If you get the chance to listen to the Buddy Holly version, do it, the bells are just beautiful and mesmorizing.



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Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Just call me Alexander and I am NOT moving to Australia

You know Alexander? and his terrible, horrible, no good very bad day? Ya, call me Alexander. Or Sandra since Sandra is a derrivitive of Alexandria- meaning protector of men, but I digress. So I guess this post could be titles Sandra and the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad week. Yes, I said week. Here is how it has been so far:

*Brandi had a fever of over 100 for 3 days. She wanted to sleep with me. While she tossed and turned and cried.

*I had to leave work to take her to the doctor, which I don't mind except for the part where I don't get paid for the hours I was not at work. I hate being hourly.

*Jacob started not feeling well yesterday. He had a fever by the time he went to bed and it was over 100* this morning. His throat doesn't hurt so I don't know whether to call the dr. and get a prescription or not. I hate these kind of mom decisions because no matter which one I make it will be the wrong one- get meds that he doesn't need or don't get the meds and his throat starts huting at 1 A.M. (it never fails) and he misses 2-3 more days of school.

*It snowed. Again. I know, I know, I will be glad come July/August but I am tired of bing cold.

*Because of the snow, I had to leave work again this morning. Some idiot was doing 40 mph down the hill in front of my house. In the snow. He hit the brakes because a stop sign is right past my house. Guess who's Suburban is undriveable right now?

*Jess' clutch needs replace so her car is not drivable right now, so she has been using the Suburban. She has class in Provo and I have class in Murray tonight. I guess the fact that she hasn't been feeling well either and decided to call her teacher and miss class tonight is a good thing. The idiot's insurance company is deciding what they want to do about it. They might send out an aduster in a couple days but they are refusing to pay for a rental for the duration. I am fighting them. They were told that I expected my car to be fixed by the company of my choice, and they would pay for a rental. They were sent pictures of the damage. I still haven't heard back from them.

*By the time I got back to the school, I couldn't see out of my left eye and it had an aura- bright carnival lights going on. I have only had that happen one other time, and that was right before Jake was born when I had toxemia. I have heard of them described before a migrain, but my migrains have never been accompanied by them. I took some excedrin just in case because I do not have time today to have a migrain. I just don't. I am glad I did. 20 minutes later the aura was gone. But my eye is sore as if I had had a migrain.

* 20 minutes after that, I begin to see a white strobing light. It took me about 10 seconds to realize that it was the fire alarm going off. Not a drill. And it is still snowing outside. By the time most of the kids are out, and the administration has determined that it is not a fire, but messed up sensors because of construction, the fire department is on the scene. We can't go back in until the fire department gives us the all clear. Which they do. 30 minutes later. On the bright side, I was one of the lucky ones. My coat was on the back of my chair and I grabbed it. And my gloves were in the pocket. Not the good Marine ones I stole from Trevor- they were locked in my purse in the closet- but gloves non the less.

*I have class and have to drive to Murray. Which is ok. But I still have to drive home. After 10:00. And everyone is in bed when I get home. Even the cat. You could send me an e-mail and say goodnight if you wanted to.

*Moving to Australia would make me get rid of most of the stuff that I have and don't need, but I am not going to do it because I would want to live by Dustin and Cindy, but Cindy says it is flooding there and to the south of them are those horrible fires. So I guess I'll just stay here and hope that all the bad things happening mean that something great is just around the corner.

So for everyone that is having a bad day/week/month/year, we are N.O.T. going to move to Australia. We are going to take long, deep breaths, center ourselves, hit play, relax and it will be o.k.



*Tomorrow will be better. I promise. I would say "because how could it get any worse?" but that is what I said 2 minutes before the fire alarm went off at school this morning, so I won't say it again.




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Monday, February 9, 2009

Lists- again

I am going to do this post in list form because: a) I am in a hurry, b) I can't think of a post length thought right now- too much homework and tiredness from staying awake with a sick child for 2 nights in a row.

*It snowed again today. Cold, wet, heavy slush. I keep reminding myself I will be thankful for it in the summer.

*Two of my favorite blogs are marked as private- invitation only- today. I don't have an invitation to either. :(

*The sleep doctor called. I need to go back for another sleep study. Apparently I stop breathing, on average, 11 times/hour! No wonder I am exhausted!

*Brandi has strep. She got a shot of penacillan this morning after all the ginger baths and collodial silver were not working.

*I finished reading Lemon Tart by Josi S. Kilpack last night. I will do a review soon, but know that I loved it. (and just an FYI, I helped with the recipies in the next Sadie Hoffmiller book, English Trifle, due out this coming August)

*Donovan just might get to come home when the baby is born. We are praying that everything will work so that he does get to come home and that she is born when he is here.

*I have a stupid journal entry to write for my stupid class tomorrow night. 3 more class periods. Not that I am counting or anything.

*I am listening to Jim Brickman right now and wishing that I could go to a concert again. I used to go to all of his concerts before he became such a big hit. I used to have backstage passes to all of his Utah concerts.

*Stir Fry for dinner tonight.



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Saturday, February 7, 2009

When the student is ready, the teacher will appear

Something I have learned over the years is this: When the student is ready, the teacher will appear. I do believe that another teacher has appeared in my life.

I told you that I wanted to learn to be healthier this year. I have also said over and over that I believe that most of my health issues are food related but that I need someone to just make me a menu, give me the recipes and perhaps even a shopping list and I would be able to do it. I just don't have the time, or energy to do all the studying and learning and changing of favorite foods that I need to do to make my eating habits healthy habits. I have outlawed anything with high fructose corn syrup, aspartame or its evil equivalents (if I know what they are called). Sugar consumption is down and is in the process of being outlawed. I know that I need to make more changes, but I am stumped.


Matthew has been having some symptoms that have me worried enough that he was at the doctor 3 times in two months. He hasn't been to the doctor 3 times in the last 6 years! He even had an MRI. Nothing. All blood work and the CAT and the MRI came back normal. I was talking with the doctor about the possibility of putting him on an anti-depressant. I also asked him about food related issues. When he said that some people think that cutting out all sugar could help in the issues that he was having. It was like a light bulb switched on in my head. Sugar. Refined sugar.


Donovan used to have a real problem with candy and sugar. When he was 13 I told him that if he did not eat any candy from then until he was 17 I would pay him $1,000. I didn't think he would be able to do it. He did. I paid him. Jess and Trevor choose not to do it, but my overachiever Matt decided to start when he was 11. He went until he was 17 last April. In June I started noticing that he was having 1-2 headaches a week. Headaches bad enough that he was asking to take Tylenol. By Nov/Dec his headaches never went away and some other more troubling symptoms began to show up and we visited the doctor. The light bulb that went off was the association between Matt eating candy again and the beginning of his symptoms. I asked him to stop the candy again. Symptoms are almost gone and he is more like the Matt I have always known.


One of my co-workers is a very healthy person. I spoke with her about my struggles and desire to become more healthy and even to see if I can stop taking all the meds I take on a daily/weekly basis. The other day she brought in a cookbook that she had discovered at her chiropractor's office.

(click here to go to her website:)

I looked through the book and I was impressed. Impressed enough that I went home and placed an order for two of the books. (one of them is for you, Mom)

First the blurb from her website

There is a strong connection between food and feeling good, between diet and disease. Read on and be amazed at how directly the foods we eat can affect the way we feel - in energy level, in mental clarity and mood, even in the degree of pain, inflammation and stress our bodies experience.

When I learned of the link between food and feeling good, I began looking for ways to feed my family healthier fuel -- free of refined sugars, flours and allergenic dairy products. Also, wheat and gluten sensitivity for some family members invited me to explore the strange new world of gluten free dining. Discovering the goodness of whole foods has rendered some wonderful new meals that my family actually prefers to the canned soup casseroles of the past.


Whether you want to eat more whole foods, build your immunity, or heal a specific health problem... this book is for you!


The books came in the mail today. I sat down to skim through it. I quit reading two hours later! The first thing Jonell tells us is her story of learning to be healthy and healing from fibromyalgia and a myriad of other things. Then she helps us understand the connection between our western diet and our declining health. Some of it I knew, and some I had heard before but not in a usable form.


The next section is full of recipes. Things like Café Rio Salad or Burrito, Guacamole, Café Rio Creamy Tomatillo Dressing, Creamy Potato Broccoli Chowder, Raspberry Sauce, Lime cilantro Vinaigrette, Buttermilk scones, Magelby's Muffins, Huevos Rancheros, Lemon chicken, Tangy Coconut Lime, Raspberry Chicken Crepes, Olive Garden Salad, Raspberry Lemonade, PF Chang's Curry, Ginger Sesame chicken, Mrs. Field's Raw Oatmeal Cookie Dough, Orange Date Bars, Applesauce cake, Berry shortcakes, Blueberry apple crisp, Lemon bars, snickerdoodles, Key Lime Pie, Raspberry Banana Ice cream, Creamsicle Ice cream, Italian Gelato, English toffee, Creamy caramels (these last 2 are just a few of her sugar free candy recipes), snacks and party food, drinks, and some goodies and home remedies.


Too bad I went to the grocery store before the mail came. I am going to see how many of these I can make this week using stuff that I have in the pantry and freezer.


As I was reading, I knew the Lord was answering my recurrent prayers that I can learn to be healthy and happy. That I am sick and tired of being both sick and tired all the time. Sick and tired of never feeling quit myself. Sick of never being free of pain, even on my good days. Tired of never having enough energy to do all the things I need to do, let alone any of the things I want to do. And I just didn't know how to change it. And I asked for someone to show me the way with a guide, menu and shopping list. Ask and you shall receive. I am ready, and the teacher has appeared.

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Stuff and Nonsense

*That title reminds me of H. R. Puffnstuff. I haven't thought of them for years.

*Am I the only one that thinks Taylor Swift needs to be told how Romeo and Juliet really ends? Or that the song is way overplayed? Or that at the end of the second verse she sounds like she stubbed her toe?

*Apparently knowing how to alphabetize and/or follow simple directions is no longer a requirement to be a high school teacher. Especially if you want to teach English.


*I would have gotten a 100% on my final last week, but I changed one of my answers.

*My blow dryer went out with a bang this morning. There were sparks and a burn mark on the wall. Too bad, I liked that blow dryer.

*I want to try a hot stone massage sometime

*February is White Ribbon Against Pornography Month. Article here and a few stats here

*I am ready for it to be spring so I can start planting flowers and fruits and veggies.

*Who knew that counting test booklets and alphabetizing bubble sheets and then boxing them up could be so exhausting? Bone weary to be exact.



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Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Love sought is good, but given unsought is better.*

I have been a slacker for the last 16 years or so. A Naysayer. An ignorer of all things red related during the month of Feburary. Single Awarness day my kids call it. Stupid, I called it. I hated that gifts were exchanged and love expressed because the calendar and the marketing department of the major jewlery stores said it was the thing to do.

I didn't always think that way. When the kids were younger and when I was teaching pre-school, I loved doing Valentine day things- decorating the house, giving gifts, making red colored food. I even loved those little candy hearts with the cheesy sayings on them. Stuff happened and I stopped all of that.

This year I decided that my attitude was the thing that was stupid. I still have people in my life that I love, so why am I ignoring that fact? I bought a heart shaped wreath, a red heart shaped candle for the candle holder in the front room and a red sparkly hanging heart. Ethan walked in and said, "For someone that hates Valentine's day so much, there is an awful lot of red heart stuff going on in here." Yep, I needed an attitude adjustment.

Mostly because I LOVE giving gifts. I love the deciding on the gift. I love the finding of the gift. And I love the giving of it. When I am going to give a gift, I may spend months planning and searching and finding until it is just perfect. My favorite gift ever given to me? From my sister, Sharon. She got about 13 years worth of pictures of my kids from my mom and spent I don't know how long putting them together into two scrapbooks for me.

Noelle asked about gift ideas for Valentine's day, and I decided to do a post on some ideas. Silly, for kids, for friends, for family, for that special someone, just because the calendar says so.

*Get a pack of those kiddie valentines. Choose a theme that means something for the person you are choosing- for my grandson or Matthew I would choose Thomas the Tank engine. Each day for a week (or the entire month) write a note and put the card on the door step. Or hide the notes for the recipent to find. Or hide a bunch for to be found throughout the day.

*Make a scavenger hunt. Matthew did a cute one last week to ask a date to the sweethearts dance. The whole hunt was in the girl's car. First note was on the steering wheel telling her to make sure her gas cap was tight so as not to lose gas. The note on the gas cap directed her to the glove compartment where there were gloves with the next note. (she was at a play with a friend and it was one of those 10* nights) That note sent her to find her window scraper. This note told her to turn on her car and turn on the heater full blast to keep warm. When she turned on the heater, it blew out little notes that said, "Will you go to sweethearts with me?" He had a cute little note written on each note and I my have left some of them out, but you get the idea. Your hunt could end at dinner, a movie, whatever.

*Have a candle light dinner. In the park. Be sure to go early in the day to clean off the benches, and be sure to take blankets to sit on.

*Do a chore for the person that they don't like to do. Or one that has needed doing, but they just keep putting off- like taking down those Christmas lights.

*Give them a heart attack. Take a bunch of different colored paper hearts and tape them all over the front door and porch, lay them on the lawn, hang from bushes and trees. Leave a sign that says "You've just had a heart attack" Cheesy but fun.

Ok, what are your suggestions?

Oh, and Noelle, I think you may be on to something with the first aid kit.

*William Shakespeare Twelfth Night act 3 scene 1.26



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Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Juicy Juice

I used to have a fruit and vegetable juicer. I probably still have it. Somewhere. I didn't like it. The juice cup was tiny and the pulp container was even tinier. Half and apple and I had to empty it. Plus it was a pain in the neck to take apart and clean. So I stopped using it and put it somewhere. I think it is outside in the garage on a shelf. I would go look, but I don't really care.

Anyway, my point is this, I would like to have a good juicer and I don't want to drag out my canning juicer everytime I want a glass of fresh juice. Again, too much work for one glass. I don't mind it if I am canning quarts and quarts of juice, but one teeny glass? Not going to happen.

So I have been looking around. I heard that the Jack La Lane juicer is a good one. I found that he has 3 different models. I watched all the videos about them. I am not sure what the difference is, exactly. Besides color, I mean.

Help me choose. You can click on the pictures to take you to the site that has the video about it.

1. Classic
I have issues with the color. I don't really like white appliances. But if this is my best choice, I'll live with it.


Surgical-Quality Stainless Steel Blade
Whisper-Quiet Operation
Special Patented Extraction Technology deliversup to 30% more juice than other juicers
High Performance 3,600 RPM Induction Motorwith a lifetime warranty
Extra-Large Round Chute accommodates mostfruits and vegetables
Super-Sized Detachable Pulp Collector
Dishwasher Safe
Built-In Safety Features


Or

2. Deluxe

I like the black/stainless combo. I have no idea what an induction motor is.



Non-Drip Spout
Surgical-Quality Stainless Steel Blade
Whisper-Quiet Operation
Special Patented Extraction Technology deliversup to 30% more juice than other juicers
High Performance 3,600 RPM Induction Motorwith a lifetime warranty
Extra-Large Round Chute accommodates mostfruits and vegetables
Super-Sized Detachable Pulp Collector
Dishwasher Safe
Built-In Safety Features




Or
3. Pro
I really like the stainless steel finish, that is my favorite.




Extraordinary Features Include:
NEW Stainless Steel Finish
NEW Non-Drip Spout
NEW Stainless-Steel Mesh Filter
Surgical-Quality Stainless Steel Blade
Whisper-Quiet Operation
Special Patented Extraction Technology deliversup to 30% more juice than other juicers
High Performance 3,600 RPM Induction Motorwith a lifetime warranty
Extra-Large Round Chute accommodates mostfruits and vegetables
Super-Sized Detachable Pulp Collector
Dishwasher Safe
Built-In Safety Features

Or something else? I don't want to choose based on looks and then hate the performance. So, if you have any help for me in this, feel free to throw it out there.



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Monday, February 2, 2009

Sunday, February 1, 2009

Sweet Pea

I used to change her diapers- and that was before disposable diapers. I also hung them out on the clothesline and folded them and put them away.




I babysat her when Mom had to run errands.


(and here is proof that it does snow in southern New Mexico. But I bet this picture was taken before noon.)

I read to her every night.


I called her Sweet Pea.


She cried when I moved 2,000 miles away to go to college. (I cried too, but we won't tell her that).


She brought me back a cool wooden cat box from her cruise to the Bahamas and Mexico.

Today is her birthday.

Happy Birthday Tawnya!!


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