August 30th, 2010

I am so excited! Tonight Sione will be coming home after he is done working. HOME! He is no longer going to be commuting to St. George every Monday and then commuting home every Friday. He will be working here in Salt Lake. I’m sure there will be some adjusting as we come to terms with things (for instance he will not have quiet peaceful evenings alone, and I will not have 100% say over scheduling), but I am so happy to be making those adjustments. 😀 Please forgive me as I say it one more time….. HE’S HOME!!!!!

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August 21st, 2010

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Yup!  That’s my score!  I am never taking another IQ test EVER!!! I don’t want to find out what it really is!  LOL!

April 19th, 2010

Friday and Saturday Sione and I went to a Trek Leader Training up at Martin’s Cove for the upcoming Family Trek that we are doing for our Liberty Girl Retreat this year. It was amazing. I did a lot of crying, which made me think we should have been warned to bring tissues, but ok. We also laughed, the senior missionaries who serve there are so fun! It really got me excited about this trek, and helped alleviate some of the fears I have had about whether I can make it, or not. We trekked 6 miles while we were there, and I got a nice little sunburn as part of the experience. If we don’t end up in a stake that does trek for my younger children who won’t really remember this, then I want to do this again for them when they are older. I am praying this will be as wonderful for them as I experienced this last weekend, if not better.

Collin did get his Arrow of Light last month, and it was great. Sione was able to come down a day early and be there for it, as well as Tarina’s birthday. Now I need to get him his uniform and book, etc. for the 11yo scouts, which he will be joining next week. Wow! I can hardly believe he is only 1 year away from becoming a deacon!

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February 3rd, 2010

At Pack Meeting last week Collin was awarded his Webelos badge. Now we are working toward his Arrow of Light, which he is pretty close to finishing. Sione was asking Collin what the Webelos symbol meant, and they were joking around about it being a banana half peeled, or an ear of corn half shucked. They determined that it was a scout whose legs were stuck together. Then came the catch phrase “Webelos wobble, but they don’t fall down.” I couldn’t help laughing at that, although I don’t know that any of my children remember that commercial.
We have had quite a lot of ice skating going on in the past week. Last Wednesday the youth went ice skating for their combined activity. Thursday Collin and I went for his Knights of Freedom fieldtrip. Saturday the girls were invited to go along with their friends, which they did. Then yesterday I took Tarina, Collin, his friend Sully, and Alena to the rink. Julie opted not to go since she is saving up to pay for her ticket to the Youth classes at the Thomas Jefferson Education Forum and Family Ball. That did make it easier on me, since then I no longer needed to search for a sitter for the youngest three.  They have all enjoyed it quite a bit from what I can gather.  At least that’s what I take it to mean from their repeated queries for when we will go again, each time.  I’m glad they have enjoyed it, and I am looking forward to the Olympics and seeing if their interest in the skating sports has an added element to it.

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January 27th, 2010

There is an analogy I have heard a few times, including in church, and it really bothers me. I have decided that since this is my soap box, I can take a moment to address this, and you can join me for the ride.

I have heard it said that the man is “the head” of the family, but the woman is “the neck” and turns the head where she wants it to go. That really bothers me! My husband is the head of our family, and he is meant to be. I have spent some time thinking about this and I came up with my own metaphor. I believe that if we are to discuss this in a physically symbolic way I would suggest that we women are the heart of the body. That the head (logical, study, etc) and the heart (spiritual, feelings/intuition) working together create the best decisions for the body (family). When just the head rules or just the heart then things are out of balance. It makes me think of Jane Austen’s Sense and Sensibility. Now I don’t really believe that men have no heart, just as I don’t believe that women don’t have any (figurative) heads. I think it is just stereotypical strengths for each group. Of course I know that speaking stereotypically can really get a person into trouble these days. Perhaps I should refer then to the stewardships that are divinely appointed to the different roles we take on as husband and wife, father and mother in our families. There is honor and beauty in fulfilling the mission that our Heavenly Father has set for me. I don’t feel the need to try to minimize the importance of my husband’s mission and role to try to raise my own up. It doesn’t need that. The moment someone tries to tell me my role does need that they are showing their own misconception that my role is less. It is most emphatically not. I rejoice in my womanhood, motherhood, wifehood.
I also must admit to finding it a little minimizing to be called a neck. I realize that the neck has an important job to do, physically speaking, but honestly, what would you think if your husband came up to you and said something like “My neck belongs to you.” How about “You are my neck-mate.” I don’t know, it just doesn’t “Wow!” me, kwim? Now, I know that it can mean something if someone has a “lump” in their throat. But, again, I don’t like the idea that someone would be thinking of me as being lumpy…. No matter how true that may be. No, I like the idea that I feel was whispered into my heart as I sat pondering why that metaphor bothered me so much. I will let my husband be the head…. I like being the heart.

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January 22nd, 2010

My sister Wendy gave birth to her first baby yesterday. I was priveledged to be the doula for her birth. I am so proud of her and the hard work she went through to help her little baby come into the world. I am so happy for her and for her husband Tom. They have waited a long time for this blessing. Welcome to the world Enoch!

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January 15th, 2010

Sione is commuting again. This time we are here in Salt Lake, and he is working in Saint George, though. I am more worried about him this time, since last time he was leaving us to go stay with family and was able to visit with friends while he was gone. Now we are with our friends and family, and he is down there alone.
I don’t know if it is just because I am rather busy right now, or if it is the familiarity of this set up, but it almost feels like my “other” normal or something like that. Part of me feels guilty that I am not more thrown off track by this, but part of me is glad that I am able to take it in stride. I definitely miss him and wish we weren’t going through this again. But we are, and I can choose to be miserable, and make my children miserable, and play the martyr, or I can choose to look for the good, the lessons, and be happy. I choose the happy side….. most of the time.

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January 6th, 2010

I am doing something incredibly cliche, and I am making a goal to get fit this year.  I want to be ready for the Family Trek that we are doing for the Liberty Girl Retreat this year up at Martin’s Cove.  That and I want to start fitting into my clothes again.  So tonight we watched the season premiere of Biggest Loser, and when it mentioned the Pound for Pound Challenge I decided to go for it.  So, here we go.  My goal is to eat right, exercise, and lose 30 pounds in a healthy way.

December 17th, 2009

For a few weeks now Losahina has been talking about her hoped for gifts. That is normal enough, right? But she isn’t saying “I want such and such for Christmas.” No, she words it like this: “Christmas is going to give me such and such!” Everything from a song she really likes to a particular food that she wants at the moment. The list would be quite long, if I actually was keeping track. Because, well, frankly, I am not going to be giving her the song by Evanescence called “Bring Me To Life,” although all Losahina knows it by is “the song that goes like this: “Wake me up inside.” To do that justice you really do need to imagine a little high-pitched 3yo girl trying to sing that last part. That is her most insistant request, too. LOL.

Today I heard Losahina singing the same line to a Christmas Carol over and over. I didn’t think much of it until I actually started paying attention to why it didn’t sound quite right.
“We wish you could marry Christmas” was the actual phrase I heard repeated throughout the day today. It made me smile each time. It sounds to me like she really thinks that Christmas is a person, not a celebration. With all of the stories we are reading, and the movies we are watching I’m a little surprised. LOL. I will have to have a little discussion with her. We’ll see how that goes.

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December 7th, 2009

We had a pretty nice Thanksgiving.  It was great to see some of my Dad’s side of the family, especially considering it has been a long while since I have seen some of them.  The food was delicious, and I have a lot to be thankful for.  So many blessings in my life that I take for granted.  I need to be more grateful and recognize them more. 

Faith had her 1st birthday.  We just celebrated on our own, due to sickness.  We haven’t had anyone over to celebrate like we had planned because of Thanksgiving and another flu running through our home.  Today she is 13 months.  Wow!  I would really like to be done with having sickness here.  I can’t even remember how long it has been since we have had this many colds, and bugs run their course through our family in such a short period of time.  I’m trying to get my kids to eat yogurt as often as possible, but I don’t know if they are just getting tired of eating the stuff.  :-\  I will admit to enjoying the first cold, though.  Not so much the illness, as the forced quarantine at home.  I am feeling the need to let go of things and contract into focusing much more just on my family.  I must admit to missing that aspect of Cedar City.

With Christmas coming on I am planning on making a lot of treats this week.  Last year we made most of the candy Santa brought, and we all loved it.  So, this year I am planning on doing that again.  I am starting out with the hard candies like suckers.  Root beer, butterscotch, and cherry are definites.  I am wanting to try some cream cheese mints this year, and I am looking for a recipe for buttermints, as well.  We will be repeating chocolate covered pretzels, caramels, nut clusters, peanut butter cups (both creamy and chunky), and chocolate suckers.  We will be adding chocolate covered cinnamon santas (YUM!), caramel pecan clusters, small Christmas chocolates, and possibly chocolate mints.  Last year we also put popcorn balls in the stockings, and I loved that.  From how quickly they were gone, I think everyone else did, too. 

Alena is turning 8 this year.  I’m trying to decide if sewing her baptism dress is realistic or not.  After sewing Faith’s blessing dress last year, I really want to do Alena’s baptism dress.  I loved making it, and seeing how nice it turned out when I was done.  It’s funny how much I enjoy sewing.  When I was in my teens I would never have imagined that it would be something I like to do.  At that time I was much to caught up in thinking of becoming a lawyer, and FBI agent, or some other such thing.  Motherhood seemed to be such an “if-then” type of thing to me.  I couldn’t plan on when it would happen, since it was up to more than just me, so I figured I wouldn’t really expect it.  LOL  I do believe Heavenly Father has such a great sense of humor.  I can just see Him up there laughing.  All I can say is, laugh away, because I am happier now than I could have imagined.  Being a mom, not just a mom, but the homeschooling, mom of 7 (and hopefully more), and all that it entails for me, brings me more joy than I realized was possible.  Well, here I go getting sappy.

I will try to post more often. 

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