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Why I totally rule: How I rediscovered my chi

(In order to fully appreciate this post, you MUST put on the background music. Just click the play from youtube. This has potential to be a longagong post so you might as well enjoy some tunes. I did most of my training with these gentleman blasting in my ear. Vampire Weekend, I love you.) Here's the story with the gory details. Why do you tri? On October 18, 2004 I delivered a 16 week old boy in the same room of the American Fork hospital that I lost one six months earlier. (I get pregnant really easily.) The previous week I had seen the doctor and everything was looking good and right on track so yay for me. While the first one was devastating (a whole other post for a whole other day), it was number 2 that changed me. I was so angry at my body for betraying me and not letting me do what I wanted it to do. I figured I was doing all the "right things" with the taking care of myself so therefore, I would be able to carry the babies to term and everyone would live happily ...

I'll go where you want me to go dear Lord, but Primary?!

Brad took the picture of me teaching GD a year ago. I was not pleased. No pictures. Brad took this picture of Max while I was teaching GD a month ago. I was pleased. Pictures of Max are fine by me. Some important thoughts on my new calling: In the 21 years since I have been in Primary as a merrie miss (apparently they are not called that anymore), I have subbed a handfull of times. It was not a success. One time, while subbing for Brad I went into the class and the boys had escaped out the window. All I saw were a set of feet as the kid was leaping out. Another time, while subbing for Brad I used the tie some kid was using and irritating everyone around him with and TIED HIM TO THE CHAIR. Another time, while subbing, the kid sliced his finger on the chair (not the same kid and he was not trying to escape my tying him up.) and ended up in the ER. (and it so happens that his mom is my 2nd counselor. I think that's funny.) I really really really loved teaching Gospel Doctrine. I hope ...

How to Make Apple Pie Filling: A Reciple for Disaster

Step 1: Live in a community where the fruit inhibitor spray didn't take leaving a billion apples that will rot unless you grab them. Consider picking and selling the apples at a stand on State Street to pay the community water bill. (Suck it Kent Wells at PG) Step 2: Forget the ladder and enlist the help of Abbie's dream boy to climb the tree. Step 3: Give Amelia a job so she will stop taking a bite of each apple giving her the runs in the future for sure. Step 4: Wash the apples. Stop. change diapers for 2 kids, put one down for a nap, nurse the other. Step 5: Peel the apples. Stop. Throw in a load of towells, change of clothes, kitchen rugs to recover from the previous apple baths. Step 6: Send 5-year-old to the basement to get empty bottles (point out there are at least 85 because we opted not to do peaches this year.) Go to the couch and take a quick 20 minute nap because she gets so distracted and takes forever to complete the task. Step 7: Make the syrup for the appl...