Feb 27, 2008
Angie
Today would be my sisters birthday....her lucky golden birthday....27 on February 27th. Today I have been thinking about her alot. For those of you who don't know, she died in a car wreck almost 12 years ago. I sure do miss her. Things sure would be alot easier if she were here. I know that she's in a better place, but sometimes I feel sad, all the things that she's missed out on. She wasn't at my wedding, isn't able to know my cute little lilee....I always wonder what she would look like now, where in life she would be, would I be an aunt...what profession would she have. She's been gone, almost as long as she was here, and it's really kinda sad when I think about it. Anyways- no more sappy stories, time to go pack my stuff to go to St.George. HAPPY BIRHTDAY ANG.
Sore LeGs!
Melissa and I started working out yesterday...AND BOY ARE WE SORE! I am so outta shape, it's not even funny. We tried going to a class today, it was nothing but lunges, and our legs were so sore from yesterday, we peaced out on that class! lol. Anyways- thanks for helping me get my butt there Melissa, I probably wouldn't do it without you!
Feb 25, 2008
Good ol' St. George
I went to St.George this last weekend, for a girlfriend from Beauty schools wedding. It was alot of fun! A couple of my girlfriends went and we took Lilee and we stayed at the Ramada Inn. It was alot fun, we didnt have alot of plans to do much, but just getting away for the weekend was a ton of fun! We are card sharks, and we love playing Texas Holdem. How funny is that! Melissa dominated the playing feild this time, which was good for her, only we didn't play with money, just poker chips! lol. So that actually sucks for her! No Im kidding, it was really fun. And not only that, but we busted out the old school GO FISH....SWEET!! I haven't played that since I was a kid, and it actually was a blast! We were alittle late for the wedding, because we couldn't stop playing cards. Anyways- thanks for the good time girls, and CONGRATS LATISHA!
Feb 20, 2008
Invisible moms....
Kailee, I stole this off your blog, but I loved it so much, I hope you don't mind, that I post in on mine!
To all those WONDERFUL MOMS!!!!
This is totally worth reading!!!
The invisible Mom:
I'm Invisible. It all began to make sense, the blank stares, the lack of response, the way one of the kids will walk into the room while I'm on the phone and ask to be taken to the store. Inside I'm thinking, "Can't you see I'm on the phone?" Obviously not;no one can see if I'm on the phone, or cooking, or sweeping thefloor, or even standing on my head in the corner, because no one can see me at all. I'm invisible. The invisible Mom.
Some days I am only a pair of hands, nothing more: Can you fix this? Can you tie this? Can you open this? Some days I'm not a pair of hands; I'm not even a human being. I'm a clock to ask, "What time is it?" I' m a satellite guide to answer, "What number is the Disney Channel?" I'm a car to order, "Right around 5:30 please." I was certain that these were the hands that once held books and the
eyes that studied history and the mind that graduated summa cum laude - but now they had disappeared into the peanut butter, never to be seen again. She's going, she's going, and she's gone!
One night, a group of us were having dinner, celebrating the return of a friend from England. Janice had just gotten back from a fabulous trip, and she was going on and on about the hotel she stayed in. I was sitting there, looking around at the others all put together so well. It was hard not to compare and feel sorry for myself as I
looked down at my out-of-style dress; it was the only thing I could find that was clean. My unwashed hair was pulled up in a hair clip and I was afraid I could actually smell peanut butter in it. I was feelingpretty pathetic, when Janice turned to me with a beautifully wrapped package, and said, "I brought you this." It was a book on the great cathedrals of Europe. I wasn't exactly sure why she'd given it to me until I read her inscription: "To Charlotte, with admiration for the greatness of what you are building when no one sees."
In the days ahead I would read - no, devour - the book. And I would discover what would become for me, four life-changing truths, after which I could pattern my work: No one can say who built the great cathedrals - we have no record of their names. These builders gave their whole lives for a work they would never see finished. They made great sacrifices and expected no credit. The passion of their building was fueled by their faith that the eyes of God saw everything.
A legendary story in the book told of a rich man who came to visit the cathedral while it was being built, and he saw a workman carving a tiny bird on the inside of a beam. He was puzzled and asked the man, "Why are you spending so much time carving that bird into a beam that will be covered by the roof? No one will ever see it." And the workman replied, "Because God sees."
I closed the book, feeling the missing piece fall into place. It was almost as if I heard God whispering to me, "I see you, Charlotte. I see the sacrifices you make every day, even when no one around you does. No act of kindness you've done, no sequin you've sewn on, no cupcake you've baked, is too small for me to notice and smile over. You are building a great cathedral, but you can't see right now what
it will become."
At times, my invisibility feels like an affliction. But it is not a disease that is erasing my life. It is the cure for the disease of my own self-centeredness. It is the antidote to my strong, stubborn pride. I keep the right perspective when I see my self as a great builder. As one of the people who show up at a job that they will
never see finished, to work on something that their name will never be on.
The writer of the book went so far as to say that no cathedrals could ever be built in our lifetime because there are so few people willing to sacrifice to that degree. When I really think about it, I don't want my son to tell the friend he's bringing home from college for Thanksgiving, "My Mom gets up at 4 in the morning and bakes
homemade pies, and then she hand bastes a turkey for three hours and presses all the linens for the table." That would mean I'd built a shrine or a monument to myself. I just want him to want to come home. And then, if there is anything more to say to his friend, to add, "You're gonna love it there."
As mothers, we are building great cathedrals. We cannot be seen if we're doing it right. And one day, it is very possible that the world will marvel, not only at what we have built, but at the beauty that has been added to the world by the sacrifices of invisible women.
Great Job, MOM!
To all those WONDERFUL MOMS!!!!
This is totally worth reading!!!
The invisible Mom:
I'm Invisible. It all began to make sense, the blank stares, the lack of response, the way one of the kids will walk into the room while I'm on the phone and ask to be taken to the store. Inside I'm thinking, "Can't you see I'm on the phone?" Obviously not;no one can see if I'm on the phone, or cooking, or sweeping thefloor, or even standing on my head in the corner, because no one can see me at all. I'm invisible. The invisible Mom.
Some days I am only a pair of hands, nothing more: Can you fix this? Can you tie this? Can you open this? Some days I'm not a pair of hands; I'm not even a human being. I'm a clock to ask, "What time is it?" I' m a satellite guide to answer, "What number is the Disney Channel?" I'm a car to order, "Right around 5:30 please." I was certain that these were the hands that once held books and the
eyes that studied history and the mind that graduated summa cum laude - but now they had disappeared into the peanut butter, never to be seen again. She's going, she's going, and she's gone!
One night, a group of us were having dinner, celebrating the return of a friend from England. Janice had just gotten back from a fabulous trip, and she was going on and on about the hotel she stayed in. I was sitting there, looking around at the others all put together so well. It was hard not to compare and feel sorry for myself as I
looked down at my out-of-style dress; it was the only thing I could find that was clean. My unwashed hair was pulled up in a hair clip and I was afraid I could actually smell peanut butter in it. I was feelingpretty pathetic, when Janice turned to me with a beautifully wrapped package, and said, "I brought you this." It was a book on the great cathedrals of Europe. I wasn't exactly sure why she'd given it to me until I read her inscription: "To Charlotte, with admiration for the greatness of what you are building when no one sees."
In the days ahead I would read - no, devour - the book. And I would discover what would become for me, four life-changing truths, after which I could pattern my work: No one can say who built the great cathedrals - we have no record of their names. These builders gave their whole lives for a work they would never see finished. They made great sacrifices and expected no credit. The passion of their building was fueled by their faith that the eyes of God saw everything.
A legendary story in the book told of a rich man who came to visit the cathedral while it was being built, and he saw a workman carving a tiny bird on the inside of a beam. He was puzzled and asked the man, "Why are you spending so much time carving that bird into a beam that will be covered by the roof? No one will ever see it." And the workman replied, "Because God sees."
I closed the book, feeling the missing piece fall into place. It was almost as if I heard God whispering to me, "I see you, Charlotte. I see the sacrifices you make every day, even when no one around you does. No act of kindness you've done, no sequin you've sewn on, no cupcake you've baked, is too small for me to notice and smile over. You are building a great cathedral, but you can't see right now what
it will become."
At times, my invisibility feels like an affliction. But it is not a disease that is erasing my life. It is the cure for the disease of my own self-centeredness. It is the antidote to my strong, stubborn pride. I keep the right perspective when I see my self as a great builder. As one of the people who show up at a job that they will
never see finished, to work on something that their name will never be on.
The writer of the book went so far as to say that no cathedrals could ever be built in our lifetime because there are so few people willing to sacrifice to that degree. When I really think about it, I don't want my son to tell the friend he's bringing home from college for Thanksgiving, "My Mom gets up at 4 in the morning and bakes
homemade pies, and then she hand bastes a turkey for three hours and presses all the linens for the table." That would mean I'd built a shrine or a monument to myself. I just want him to want to come home. And then, if there is anything more to say to his friend, to add, "You're gonna love it there."
As mothers, we are building great cathedrals. We cannot be seen if we're doing it right. And one day, it is very possible that the world will marvel, not only at what we have built, but at the beauty that has been added to the world by the sacrifices of invisible women.
Great Job, MOM!
Feb 16, 2008
I don't know...
So Lilee's new thing is "I don't know" Listen to how funny this is....you'll have to turn down the music to hear her! It's so stinkin cute!
Colbie....
So last night, we went to Colbie Callait....and boy was it a mess. Colbie herself was freaking awesome, but getting to that wasn't really worth it....wasn't it girls!! First we got there at 5:50.....it was suppose to start at 6:00. They didn't even open the doors until 6:30.....so we had to stand in line out side in 12 degree weather..then we get in there, and there's no seating. Only standing, so here we are smooshed in the middle of the crowd, people pushing, a girls boobs smashed into my back, elbows in the ribs.....can't find my hands sort of thing. It pretty much sucked. Between, waiting, the pushy girls, the smokers up above, Kim's "wool" jacket fiasco...lol...the frizzy haired gina in front of us....OH MY GOSH the list goes on. It was really funny! Anyways girls, a night to remember!!!
Feb 14, 2008
Valentines Day!
To all my friends that will be reading this, I hope you have a great Valentines Day, cuddle up to your husband, and let him know how much you love him. Sometimes it's nice to have an excuse (like Valentines Day) to put it all into perspective, and realize that there's more to life, and you really do love each other. (I know that sometimes, well most times, I don't show my husband enough, how much I really do love him. Lets challenge each other to be more sensitive, and stop nagging all the time to them!) I don't know if love is in the air, or if its really late at night, close to 1:30 a.m. and I need to go to bed, but I am feeling a soft spot in my heart! lol gay I know. But anyways-
So friends....HUGS AND KISSES...XOXO
So friends....HUGS AND KISSES...XOXO
A DAY OF LOVE.....<3
HAPPY LOVERS DAY! VALENTINES DAY IS KIND OF SILLY. YOU GO OUT, BUY YOUR WIFE FLOWERS, TRY AND ACT ALL ROMANTICAL, GO TO DINNER, SPEND MONEY YOU DON'T NECESSARILY HAVE, JUST TO SAY I LOVE YOU! AND HONEY, I SURE DO LOVE IT! I LOVE YOU FOR WHO YOU ARE, AND WHO WE'VE BECOME. IT'S TAKEN 3 1/2 YEARS TO GET TO THIS POINT, BUT I TRUELY HAVE TO SAY THAT I AM SO HAPPY. EVEN THOUGH SOME DAYS I DON'T SHOW IT, AND SOME DAYS WE WANT TO KILL EACH OTHER, I LOVE YOU, AND AM GRATEFUL FOR ALL THAT YOU FOR ME AND LILEE. WE WOULDN'T BE WHERE WE ARE TODAY WITH YOU! HAPPY VALENTINES DAY, BE MINE?
Feb 12, 2008
Rain boots...
So today, I went shopping with Melissa and I bought Lilee some rain boots from baby gap. I wanted to get her some navy blue ones with some polka dots. She absolutely wouldn't let me, she was dead set on getting the pink ones with red hearts. Wich are totally cute, but I think they look too much like valentine boots. So anyways- She won, she's spoiled, and she got the pink heart ones! lol. Anyways- It amazes me that she is 22 months, and already knows what she wants. So I just put her to bed, I know it's late, but she also wanted to watch her new strawberry shortcake video, so I said what the heck. Anyways- she spotted the gap sack with the boots, and had to put them on, so needless to say, she's sleeping with them on! lol. What a horible mom I am for letting her have her way, but I could hardly resist when she started crying because I was trying to take her boots off! She's too cute! Anyways- enough about my long story, goodnight!
Feb 9, 2008
Closing!!
We finally signed our papers to refinance our home! YA WHOO! It will be so much fun to have a bigger house. I can't wait! We signed last week, but officially got our check yesterday! What a relief. Our house payment only went a little bit, and now we can enjoy our whole house!
Feb 8, 2008
Blogging...
Blogging is an interesting thing. I love blogging, I blog about anything and everything, and I have alot of fun doing it. I have fun looking at other blogs, and reading and keeping up with friends and family. I feel like my bloggs are personal and represent me in the way that I see them. I am very glad that blogger is available, and I appreciate everyone that leaves me comments. I am posting this blog, obvisously because I have nothing new to blog about! lol. My friends are going to get tatoos tonight, if thats something new! I can't wait to post about their experience!
Feb 6, 2008
Day time naps....
Well for the past six months maybe, Lilee has a hard going to sleep during the day..She sleeps in a twin bed, so that's our problem. It starts with her throwing a fit that she has to take a nap in the first place, and then once I have her in her room, she really starts throwing a fit. So I shut the light off, shut her door, and she ends up crying it out at the door, pounding on it, hoping I will let her out. So eventually falls asleep at the door, with the light on, for about one hour. Her naps aren't near as long as they use to be, and then they aren't that great of naps, because she doesn't sleep that well. So anyways- this short story has become quite long! lol. So the other day, I decided to trick her into a nap. She got a little princess tent for Christmas from Aunt Crystal, (THE BEST GIFT EVER!) so I made her a little bed in there, with her stuffed animal, and a couple blankets, and told her to take a nap in her tent. WICH SHE LOVES! So I just have a little bed all made up for her, so when she gets outta bed, she realizes she has a tent to sleep in. It's actually pretty cute. She sleeps good in there, it's dark, she leaves the light off, and she actually sleeps a normal nap. And now I have a peiece of mind, knowing, she isn't laying at her door with the light on, and she's actually in somewhat of a makeshift bed! lol. Anyways- that's a crazy long short story! I would take a picture of her in there, but she's a really light sleeper, and my luck, it would wake her up!
Feb 3, 2008
My little Love Bug!
She was hanging out with Grandma today, and these are some of the pictures Jolyn took of her, I love them! So I thought I would share these two, even though they are basically the same picture. oh yeah, and this her new "Yion" grandma gave to her. Her new prized possesion!
The best snow on Earth!
Lilee with "Papa" after a big storm we got last night and this morning. We probably got around 18 inches of new snow!
Just a picture of all the snow, there really is no where else to put it all! The streets are full, it's really quite crazy.
I don't think winters have been this bad here in Heber for a while now!
Just a picture of all the snow, there really is no where else to put it all! The streets are full, it's really quite crazy.
I don't think winters have been this bad here in Heber for a while now!
I've been tagged...
Well here's the only ten wierd or interesting things I could think of, Im sure there are plenty more, but here goes it....Please feel free to skip this post, it may be quite boring for the average reader. My husband accuses me for saying the same thing seven times, seven different ways....so that pretty much means, that I don't know when to stop! lol
1. I have a really bad habbit of biting my nails, and I have always bit them, since I can remember.
2. I love Cereal....Captain Crunch is probably my all time favorite! Cereal for Breakfast, or Dinner, Im all for it anytime!
3. I am very self conscience...I have always been really shy, and afraid of what people think of me....stupid I know. It's getting better the older I get.
4. I don't like to pray out loud. I know that's lame, but I am seriously afraid of that. I think it has to do with number 3. Im afraid of what people will think. A stupid fear that I know I have to get over.
5. I am afraid of the dark. I still run to my bed, after I turn the light off at night, if Im alone.
6. My parents are divorced....have been most of my life. I don't know if that is weird or intesting, but Im running out of ideas.
7. I hate to cook. Well, I actually shouldn't say hate to cook, I should say, I never know what to cook, so it's hard, and not fun. We have the same things all the time. So I hate the idea of cooking, because Im really not that good at it! lol
8. I really enjoy going to church. When I was just alittle bit younger, it was kind of a pain in the butt to have go to church every single Sunday, and most of the time I didn't go at all, just because I didn't want to. I am the Secretary in Primary, and I absolutely love my calling, so I think it helps. And Lilee is going to Nursery, and loving that, so yeah, I enjoy church.
9. I am a Twighlight FANATIC! I read all three books in a matter of maybe 6 days. I know, I know, my husband didn't have a wife that week, and Lilee wasnt quite sure where her mom went! lol, just kidding, but in 6 days I read probably close to 2000 pages! I was amazed, because Im not that into reading, but when you start, you can't put them down. Even with a 1 1/2 year old at the time, I would read when she would take naps and when she went to bed, until really late at night! Highly recommended.
10. Ohhh, and I just told Preston what I was doing, and he told me to mention that Im spoiled and inconsiderate...and mean to my Husband. I got mad at him today, and was rude. I guess. I actually really need to be more grateful for the things he does, but I have OCD (for reals) and some things bug me when they aren't done the way I want them! lol. He calls me BOSSY! Ya, I probably am....
oh and p.s. if you made it this far, I do apoligize, that was a really long, drug out post! Thanks for reading! = D
1. I have a really bad habbit of biting my nails, and I have always bit them, since I can remember.
2. I love Cereal....Captain Crunch is probably my all time favorite! Cereal for Breakfast, or Dinner, Im all for it anytime!
3. I am very self conscience...I have always been really shy, and afraid of what people think of me....stupid I know. It's getting better the older I get.
4. I don't like to pray out loud. I know that's lame, but I am seriously afraid of that. I think it has to do with number 3. Im afraid of what people will think. A stupid fear that I know I have to get over.
5. I am afraid of the dark. I still run to my bed, after I turn the light off at night, if Im alone.
6. My parents are divorced....have been most of my life. I don't know if that is weird or intesting, but Im running out of ideas.
7. I hate to cook. Well, I actually shouldn't say hate to cook, I should say, I never know what to cook, so it's hard, and not fun. We have the same things all the time. So I hate the idea of cooking, because Im really not that good at it! lol
8. I really enjoy going to church. When I was just alittle bit younger, it was kind of a pain in the butt to have go to church every single Sunday, and most of the time I didn't go at all, just because I didn't want to. I am the Secretary in Primary, and I absolutely love my calling, so I think it helps. And Lilee is going to Nursery, and loving that, so yeah, I enjoy church.
9. I am a Twighlight FANATIC! I read all three books in a matter of maybe 6 days. I know, I know, my husband didn't have a wife that week, and Lilee wasnt quite sure where her mom went! lol, just kidding, but in 6 days I read probably close to 2000 pages! I was amazed, because Im not that into reading, but when you start, you can't put them down. Even with a 1 1/2 year old at the time, I would read when she would take naps and when she went to bed, until really late at night! Highly recommended.
10. Ohhh, and I just told Preston what I was doing, and he told me to mention that Im spoiled and inconsiderate...and mean to my Husband. I got mad at him today, and was rude. I guess. I actually really need to be more grateful for the things he does, but I have OCD (for reals) and some things bug me when they aren't done the way I want them! lol. He calls me BOSSY! Ya, I probably am....
oh and p.s. if you made it this far, I do apoligize, that was a really long, drug out post! Thanks for reading! = D
THE BEST STINKIN' MOVIE EVER!
Okay everyone, Since my friends think Im the "bossy" one I think everyone should go see
It is so cute! It has taken number one on my favorite movie ever list! If you haven't seen it, it by far is the best movie! What a fun afternoon I had! I think I want to move to Ireland, and find me a steamy Irish Man! J/K Preston! I love you hun! ( ; D ) wink, wink! lol
Anyways- This weekend was alot of fun...a group of friends have been getting together for a night of Texas Hold em.....and I have to say it is quite amuzing! We have so much fun! Then today the girls went and saw this movie! Thanks for a fun day girls!
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