Thursday, December 9, 2010
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Yesterday morning, at to be exact, my phone rang.
This is what I saw on the caller ID.
Prince William? Shut up!! Missing a phone call from Prince William is a big deal.
I just didn’t realize how much of a big deal until today, when I woke up this to headline.
Thursday, October 28, 2010
In our family, pictures are always taken a couple days in advance of the actual festivities. When the kids grow up, I want their holiday memories to be all about the traditions, good food and celebration, and not about their mother snapping at them to look at the camera and get their finger out of their nose, or tossing out threats like, "Smile big, or no birthday for you!"
So. We took our Halloween pictures yesterday.
In order to check blogging off my list as well, I present -
Jolie knew by September that she wanted to be an angel, which couldn’t be more appropriate. She is calm, sweet, loving, angelic. This also makes the third year in a row she has chosen to be something that flies. Perhaps next year we'll be trick-or-treating with a little President Uchtdorf.
We took Leah to the thrift store this year, and promised to buy whatever she picked out herself. Then we unleashed her, crossed our fingers, and hoped for the best.
She came back with something pink and sheer and glittery, and affixed with the face of a Japanimation character I’m not familiar with (as opposed to all the Japanimation characters that I AM familiar with).
I started dreaming up cartoonish Japanese hairstyles, when she spotted a 39¢ pink foam hat that she couldn’t live without, and the look took a left turn, and headed west.
Cal is at my favorite stage. Which is, the stage where they have no control over what you put them in. We wanted his costume this year to be some homage to our new hometown, so...
If I were President Obama, or at least Joe Biden, or at least Jill Biden, I would want
Unfortunately, he refuses to keep the sunglasses or earpiece on for more than about a minute. So, when we actually go trick-or-treating, he will instead be wearing this sad little hand me down.
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
"One of the characteristics of modern life seems to be that we are moving at an ever-increasing rate.
Let’s be honest; it’s rather easy to be busy. We can all think up a list of tasks that will overwhelm our schedules. Some might even think that their self-worth depends on the length of their to-do list.
They flood the open spaces in their time with lists of meetings and minutia—even during times of stress and fatigue. Because they unnecessarily complicate their lives, they often feel increased frustration, diminished joy, and too little sense of meaning in their lives.
It is said that any virtue when taken to an extreme can become a vice. Overscheduling our days would certainly qualify for this. There comes a point where milestones can become millstones and ambitions, albatrosses around our necks.
The wise resist the temptation to get caught up in the frantic rush of everyday life. They follow the advice “There is more to life than increasing its speed.” In short, they focus on the things that matter most.
There is a beauty and clarity that comes from simplicity that we sometimes do not appreciate in our thirst for intricate solutions.
We would do well to slow down a little,
proceed at the optimum speed for our circumstances,
focus on the significant,
lift up our eyes,
and truly see the things that matter most."
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Who would you rather have seen up close on Saturday,
Glenn Beck: Take yourself back to the late 1700s, and consider the inspired beginnings of the
Biz Markie: Take yourself back to 1989, and consider this. Turn it loud my friends, and consider this.
Last week I found myself in the Barbie aisle at Walmart, picking out a present for my son's seventh birthday. Now, before anyone pra...