Thursday, December 20, 2007

Geodude-David is my hero

At least for today. I've been concerned because when I surf on the "next Blog" bar in my blogs I was finding stuff that I found objectionable for me and if someone with kids came to my blog and hit next blog and saw some of the stuff I was seeing - CRINGE! I had searched all over the blogger.com site and hadn't been able to find out how to stop it. I finally clicked on Help Group or something like that and joined just so I could ask the question. One person answered and he directed me to a site that was VERY helpful. I hope it's ok to post it here cause it had a lot more stuff that I thought was good. http://bloggerstatusforreal.blogspot.com/2007/08/blocking-navbar-next-blog-link.html The downside is that I haven't figured out how to get back to the dashboard without going all the way back to the beginning BUT the other problem is fixed and Geodude-David gets the credit. Thanks Dude.

PS: Having read some of his page, this problem is one that has existed for a while and doesn't seem to be dealt with properly (my opinion). I'm not familiar with other blogging sites so I don't know if this is just part of blogging or just this site.

Monday, December 17, 2007

Christmas for me.

I was out in the western part of the US last week to celebrate Christmas. I was able to visit with most of my kids, kids-in-law and grandchildren and for me this was my Christmas celebration. For me it's all about family so a day on a calendar doesn't mean a whole lot.

As I was growing up I got that feeling from Christmas even though it was normally just the four of us. Some years we would celebrate with Dad's family but I don't ever remember celebrating with Mom's family. It's weird because my brother didn't have the same warm fuzzy feeling about our years growing up.

The main thing that I have learned about holidays, celebrations and families came when I was an adult and the most important thing I learned too late. When I married my second husband, the holidays became very stressful and not as much fun because of those nasty expectations I've come to dislike. It was expected that we get up early and go over to his mother's house with no regards to the kids getting a chance to enjoy "Santa" or for the fact that I had parents also. Any time spent away from the official celebration was considered a disappointment and heaven knows everything I did was disappointing. We would try to arrange a celebration at our house at a different time and that always backfired. I would be punished for months because of stuff like that (by his mother, not him. He was frustrated too.) We were the only ones with kids at that time. Later when other kids came along things changed a little but by then my kids were older and didn't get the same feelings on Christmas morning. The holidays were monopolized by that side of the family while we would defy the opinions and rush to my parents for an hour and then rush back. That's the lesson I learned. By the time I realized how little time I spent with my mother on a holiday she loved, it was too late. She had already died. I do not blame his mother or the family because - I allowed it. I should have stated that we were going to spend x amount of time at home with our little family, x amount of time with my parents and x amount of time with his family and if his mother didn't like it then we would suffer the consequences. The funny thing is that I spent years trying to get her to approve of me, to like me and she never did. So why was it so important to try? She wasn't going to be happy with me anyway. We should have set the rules and stuck by them.

All this rambling for this point. I go out west to see my kids in the "off" times. I try not to go on Christmas because I know my kids have in laws to see for the holidays. I've set an example to my kids by not making it a priority to be where I wanted to be on a holiday. A bad example. It's a shame. If nothing else, I hope they learn from my mistake and take control of how they want to spend their special times. Of where they want to be and when they want to be there. Maybe they will be better examples for their kids.

So I stand back and let others have the holidays that I no longer think are special. I know that sounds sad but you know what? I don't think so. I saw my kids and their families and I had a great time. I no longer let a date dictate to me what I should be doing and where I should be. I think that's pretty cool. We'll see if the therapist thinks so.

I debated on whether to be this open and frank about a topic that could be considered touchy but since only one of my children seems to ever read this maybe I'll be safe. If not, oh well, shoot me. My doc thinks this is helping me and that's why I'm doing it.

Saturday, December 15, 2007

Finding the Alpha Dog

A few years ago I was lucky enough to puppy sit my daughter's chihuahua (Allie) for 6 months. I thought that was reward enough but child #4-daughter#3 and husband of child#4-daughter#3 told me that I would get the first puppy. Since I fell in love with Allie and then with her husband, Oscar, the thought of their puppy was real exciting. Still not necessary but who am I to turn away lots of love?

This last trip to Utah had two purposes - to see all three daughters, two sons-in-law, four grandchildren, three chihuahuas, a friend and her family AND to bring home my new puppy! Willow is an active 3 pound whirlwind. As I type, she is playing on my back and the back of my chair. I'm not sure what is so fascinating but then again I'm not 9 weeks old or a dog.

This is the sweet little family before I ripped the baby away. (SIGH) Oscar, Willow and Allie don't always pose so nicely.

The part that is so funny is that I brought Willow home to a Chesapeake Bay Retriever. Coco still isn't sure about the little thing that is nipping at her ankles. Sedate and big versus energy and tiny. This should be interesting. Coco is only 67 pounds heavier yet I think that Willow is in charge for now. When Coco gets tired of the pup she pushes her off with her huge paw. So far she's been gentle.

Now we just have to set who is Alpha in this house. Coco knows it's me, I know it's me, but Willow thinks she's in charge. If you look at that tiny face you can see this is going to be a challenge.

My "coincidence"

I wanted to write all about my trip but instead I'm going to whine. On Nov 13th I went to the doctor to review my medications. I was well when I went in. I got a flu shot while I was there.

The next morning I woke up sick. Achy, sinus pain, coughing, sneezing - the whole nine yards. Since I had gotten the flu shot the day before I figured it was a reaction to the shot and called to see if I needed to do anything special or treat it just like a regular cold. I was informed that you can't get sick from the flu shot. It's a dead virus. It was just a "coincidence." After a week of misery, my "coincidence" got infected in my sinuses. Calling the doctor got me the same story of "can't get sick from . . . it's a coincidence" and a prescription for an antibiotic for the sinus infection. The meds made my sinuses feel better but the original coincidence was going strong. I flew in two airplanes to get to the west. I stayed sick while in Utah and started getting worse the day before leaving to come home. Two more planes and LOTS of pain in my ears and sinuses.

I got home from the airport and crashed - sleeping from 10 am until 3 pm - back in bed by 5 pm and up again at 8:30 am. MISERY. I called the doctors office to tell them I was going to be seen by the doctor. So I see the doc at 10:30 to be told that my ears are badly infected, sinuses infected and so forth. When I told her that I had been sick since the day after seeing her on the 13th and therefore had been sick a month, she acted as if she didn't believe me. She thinks this one is a different illness. DON'T YOU HAVE TO GET WELL BEFORE YOU GET SICK AGAIN?

More expensive medicine for two weeks this time. whinewhinewhinewhinewhine

Sunday, December 2, 2007

Devotional times 2

I had a great opportunity this weekend. Not only did I go to the church to watch the First Presidency's Christmas Devotional tonight, I attended a devotional held for the Raleigh NC temple workers in Apex last night. The spirit was strong in both events.

For me, the Christmas message was my main celebration of Christmas. I'll still visit kids, go caroling and so forth but I planned this to be my main celebration. The messages were perfect for me and the music made my spirit soar. I can't think of a better way to celebrate the birth of Jesus.

Last night's message was different but no less special. The temple presidency had an hour long mixer so workers from all the different shifts would be able to mingle, eat and enjoy each other's company. Then we went into the chapel where there were talks about the blessings of the temple and we expressed our gratitude to have a temple so close to us.

I am so grateful to have been introduced to the church so that I could gain my testimony of the Gospel. The influences of so many good people has helped me to grow as a person and I am happy to proclaim; I KNOW the church is true and is led by prophets in this modern day. I can not imagine my Heavenly Father establishing the organization of His church through His Son's ministry and then letting us fall by the wayside. He has provided a way for us to return to Him and is guiding our leaders today.

Friday, November 30, 2007

Mormon Bigotry

I was "surfing the web" (is it still called that?) and came across an article on Robert Redford and comments he made on Mormons and Mitt Romney. The article was interesting but the comments were more so. You might want to read this before the rest of my comments.

http://www.deseretnews.com/article/1,5143,695231780,00.html

Having lived in NC my whole life, been LDS since 1976 and had family living in the west for going on 11 years, I feel I have a bit of perspective. It's real easy to make generalizations about any group of people yet for some reason our society seems to think it's acceptable to do that with Mormons. Like it's an accepted fact that "insert assumption here" is true, everybody knows that. I'd love to have a nickel for every time I've corrected a "fact". I've also been told numerous times that I was wrong. One lady staunchly told me that I believed in polygamy, forcing women to stay at home, forcing women to have large families, that I didn't believe in Christ and I wasn't saved. She had known me for 2 years and had worked closely with me the entire time. She had been around me as we talked about lessons that we had in church the Sunday before. celebrated the birth of Christ, talked about the atonement, etc. We had had religious discussions for those two years and she KNEW me. Yet, her preacher had used his sermon that Sunday to tell them how misguided those poor Mormons were and don't be fooled by them. When I told her that he was mistaken, that I had been a member for over twenty years and we did not believe in all that stuff - she told me I was wrong! Her preacher told her it was so and therefore I really did believe all that stuff! Bizarre.

There are congregations in this area that have regular "revivals" to teach about us evil or misguided cult members. Can you imagine a church having sermons on evil catholics, Jews or muslin folk? It would be termed "hate messages" and would be reviled in the community. Yet if a Mormon commits a crime, the headline reads - Mormon man commits crime. If he is of another religion it doesn't even make the article, much less the headline. This will be a huge surprise to some but Mormons are people who have free agency and make mistakes just like the rest of the world. I know folks who are on the record as being Mormon who have not stepped inside an LDS church in 20 or more years. Folks that have not actively been involved in any religious worship yet when asked their religious affiliation will put down Mormon. Just because you are a member of the church does not mean that you are active or even if you attend every Sunday, it doesn't mean you are making good choices. I've yet to understand why people can't see that you can't lump everyone into the same mold. If a catholic man beats his wife does that mean that all catholic men beat their wives? Of course not! Even if you could find 500 cases of catholic men beating their wives, you shouldn't make a blank statement like that. Just like Redford's comment that all Mormon men go on missions and are taught how to conduct themselves in a certain way, it would be foolish to say - all actors are stupid because Robert Redford makes stupid comments. (You know this isn't the first time he's gone public with an opinion that has flaws.)

From what I've experienced and heard, I would say that Utah and other heavily Mormon populated areas are much different than NC. It seems that most of the people know a few facts about Mormons without having to have a sermon preached to them to inform them of the dangerous folks. There is a different feeling entirely when I am in the west. I think of it as the LDS Bubble. There you are not likely to be one of the three LDS members in the high school or the token Mormon at work. You are not the only person in your community group that knows that you attend the temple or go to the temple instead of "You go to Temple on Wed. nights."

In Utah when I ask for directions at a grocery store, they ask me if I know where such and such meetinghouse is before figuring out how to tell me. There I have been asked if I've had a chance to go see Temple Square when a stranger finds out I'm from out of state or "Are you here for a sealing?" Not something I would hear in NC.

As for Mr. Redford. Gee, he is formally a hunk who acted a long time ago, who thinks his opinion on politics should be national news. Frankly he isn't qualified to be a political advisor for me. He is one of those celebrities that think that because we liked their work in showbiz (or sports or whatever) he or she should throw their support for such and such candidate. I saw a clip where the news group was tyring to decide if Oprah campaigning for Obama was more or less helpful than Bill campaigning for Hillary. I love Oprah's show and her other endeavors. She's a good lady that has become a great role model in many ways. She still isn't qualified to tell me who to vote for or against. As for Bill? In my opinion, he could do more good for Hillary's campaign if he supported the other guy. Not that I'd vote for Hillary either. Never liked the Clinton slime and don't want it back. ICKY

So the conclusion for me? Who cares what Redford has to say? He's wrong in his statements about the Mormons. He is no longer a hunk. He's not even pretty any more. This article gave him more credit than he deserved. If there had been no article against him, a lot of folks would never have known he was acting as a political advisor for a minute.

Out here away from the LDS Bubble I sometimes hear very nice people who are good members that sometimes fall into the same trap. I've heard it said that we (non-LDS Bubble inhabitants) don't know the proper way to "insert activity here". I've heard very nice people who are good members that are from the South or East that have made disparaging remarks about "those Westerners or Northerners" needing to go back where they came from if they couldn't adapt to the way things are done here. Once while a counselor in a presidency in a planning session for an upcoming ward activity a Western lady made the oft heard comment "Well, in my old ward . . ." and a normally polite Southern lady interrupted her and said, "Well, you're not in that ward anymore." and continued the discussion. The part that floored me was that NO ONE in the group was appalled at the rudeness exhibited by the Southern lady. True, everyone was tired of hearing how great everything was done in the west, but that was no excuse for her rudeness. When I privately brought this up in the presidency, it was discussed and it was determined that a lesson on diversity and acceptance of others was needed. In addition I was given the task of talking with the two ladies involved to soothe feathers. I did not have fun with this task. The Western lady refused to attend any more planning meetings as well as the activity. She made the statement that she hated the South and all of the rude, ignorant people. She didn't see that she was doing the same thing that had offended her! The Southern lady was miffed that she was seen as rude because everyone knew that Westerners were know-it-alls who didn't. It took a lot of work to get a group of women who really were nice people to accept each other as individuals and not as part of a region. PS- I didn't get insulted to be lumped in the group of rude, ignorant southerns. Life's too short for grudges.

I know this was a long one but I needed to talk.

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Scrap booking

The question for today is - Why do you scrapbook and what do you get out of it? How does it help or hinder you?

Why? It is a creative outlet that makes me feel good and gives me something to look back on - for me it is an achievement. I wish I was an artist yet when I try different mediums - it just doesn't measure up. Not in my eyes or anyone else's. I think I do have a way with words and I am also a pretty good photographer. I can see colors and tell what I like so combine all of the above and it gives me scrap booking.

I feel a sense of accomplishment when I'm finished with a page and feel joy with the results. It helps me to appreciate my surrounding since I can see a scrapbook design in almost anything. When I'm with others, I can enjoy what I'm doing while "seeing" in my head how the experience can be enjoyed again by scrap booking. It also makes me "get out there" because if you don't do things - you can't scrapbook them!

As for hindering me? I'm not sure it really counts but others don't see the benefits of supplying me with pictures so I miss out on a lot that I wish I could scrapbook. I'd love to look over my pages and find events that I wasn't there for when they happened. It would make me feel more like I was part of what was happening with those I care about.

Bryan and I use to have this discussion. OK, he would tell me why I was wrong, I would share my feelings and he would dismiss them as being wrong. He felt that if you had your photos on the computer, you could go back and look at them and get the same feeling as when I look through a scrapbook. I have mine on a computer and it just isn't the same. I could explain that the feeling he got from creating a painting was how I felt after a page was finished. He never understood my feelings so of course I was wrong. But then again - that was Bryan.

So - all in all - it may not work for others, yet for me - scrap booking is good. One more thing - it is a way for me to share myself and who I am with others. A type of journal.