Archive for March, 2007

Tonight’s Family Prayer

Wednesday, March 28th, 2007

Alena offered our family prayer tonight.  I always enjoy listening to her prayers.  Tonight was no exception.  After addressing the prayer to Heavenly Father the first thing she said was “Thank you that my feet hurt.”  It just brings a smile and a slight shake of the head.  I also like how often her prayers are full of thanks.  Literally.  She didn’t ask for anything.  I imagine He likes to hear prayers like that sometimes.

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Saying Goodbye

Sunday, March 25th, 2007

To a bunch of my “junk” that is!  I have been ruthlessly getting rid of things I have saved for years “just in case” and I couldn’t be happier.  I know I have not completely kicked the monster pack rat in me, but it is definitely cowering in the corner with its tail between its legs and whimpering.  I feel like Rocky Balboa running up the steps and jumping up and down with his arms in the air.  “Aaadriaaan!”  Oh, wait, that’s a different scene.  It might even be a different movie.  Unless he did that in every Rocky movie.  I don’t really know, not being quite up to par on Rocky trivia.  Oh well.  That’s neither here nor there.  What is also not here is bags and bags of stuff that I have sent away.  I also have bags and boxes that will soon join the others in that great big world that resides OUT of my house!  Hee hee!  And I’m not even done yet!  I am dejunking like there’s no tomorrow.  :)  Although I am a little behind the schedule I set for myself, I feel there is still hope.  I am aiming high, but that’s how I was taught to shoot.  :)

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Somebody Said It Couldn’t Be Done

Wednesday, March 21st, 2007

By Edgar A. Guest

Somebody said it couldn’t be done,
But he with a chuckle replied
That maybe it couldn’t, but he would be one
Who wouldn’t say so till he’d tried.
He waded right in with a trace of a grin
On his face – if he worried he hid it.
He started to sing as he tackled the thing
That couldn’t be done – and he did it.

Somebody  said, “Oh, you’ll never do that,
At least no one ever has done it.”
But he took off his coat and he took off his hat,
And the first thing we knew, he’d begun it.
With a lift of the chin and a bit of a grin
Without any doubting or “quit it”,
He started to sing as he tackled the thing
That couldn’t be done – and he did it.

There are thousands to tell you it cannot be done,
There are thousands to prophesy failure.
There are thousands to point out to you, one by one,
The dangers that wait to assail you.
But just buckle in with a lift of the chin,
Take off your coat and go to it,
Starting to sing as you tackle the thing,
That cannot be done, and you’ll do it.

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Two Flats and a Forum

Monday, March 19th, 2007

This past little bit has been busy, busy, busy….As usual. I’m still working on getting my home decluttered, but I keep running into other commitments that take up my time. And energy.

While dropping off Julie at a copy store out by my parent’s and brother’s homes I dropped off some bags of material that I was getting rid of. As I was leaving to go home and await the call that let me know Julie was done and was ready to be picked up I got a flat tire. Ugh! My cell phone was nowhere to be found that morning (I later found it under a couch cushion in my front room. Go figure!). I had no way to call anyone, and I decided to be a Can-Do Woman and fix it myself. I quickly learned I did not know where to find the spare and jack. Nice! A couple of gentlemen stopped and helped me change the tire. I now know where these items are located on my van. Good to know for future use. Really. Well, you’ll see.

I drove to my mom’s home and fed Losahina while the children all rejoiced to be in the pampering hands of my parents once again. Treats, TV, computer, game cube (which we don’t own), what more could a kid ask for? I was worried that Julie and the women she was helping would not know how to get ahold of me, so I left my children and drove over to the copy store to let them know the new phone number at which to reach me. They were having some difficulties and I ended up staying and helping. Somewhere in the midst of the 6 hour stay there I took Julie to my parent’s home and picked up Losahina. Then I took a long side street drive home to avoid high speeds on the spare. That was Thursday. Friday I got the spare replaced, along with the other front tire which really needed it. With all 6 children in tow. That was fun! T-Bone is 2 1/2….’Nuff said! OK, not really. While trying to intervene between disagreeing parties before full out bickering erupted I was working at getting Tevita to stay with me while he got quite a kick out of running across the store and pushing open the door to go outside. Seeing how far he could go away from me until I stood up to go get him. As long as I kept walking toward him he would run back to me, but the minute I stopped my pursuit he was running to the door again. Grrrrr. I ended that quickly with a little lap time with mom. Which started up new opportunities for disagreements over whos turn it was to hold the baby. I’m sure my stress added to my awareness over behavior problems. In retrospect I really don’t think they were being that bad. Even Tevita sat in my lap quietly and happily once I got him there.

I went home and worked at getting things ready for the forum on Saturday. I sent Julie and Tarina to spend the night at the hotel with my sister Ginger and her family, I drove out and picked up the rest of the papers so I could come home and staple the 250 Youth Packets together, and I got everything together for the children for the next day, Sione, Losahina and I for the next day, and everything for the family ball that night. I finished at 11:30 pm. Not what I had planned. We got up at 4am and showered and dressed. We got out the door by 5am and got to the hotel at about 5:45. We got inside and started helping to set up, had breakfast (free, thanks Diann!) and finished helping set up. It was fun sending Julie off to the Youth Forum. I can tell she had a great time, too. Yay! Emily and I manned the American Youth Leadership Institute table all day long. It would be rather mild during the workshops, but between it would be busy. We expected it to be pretty busy during lunch, so we ate our lunch at the table. It was actually not too busy, though. Then at the end of the day, Wow! It was quite busy from a little before 5pm until 5:45. Which is good, of course. I was very tired all day long, and lost my voice around 1pm from a cold I that hit me. Losahina also started showing signs of a cold in the morning, poor thing. I got a sub to teach music in primary, thankfully, because I know I couldn’t have done it. I felt really bad about the short notice, though. I went up to Ginger’s hotel room, where the rest of my children had been being watched all day. It looked like a tornado had touched down. So after thanking my brothers profusely (which still probably wasn’t enough), I sent them on their way and got busy cleaning up. Then it was time to start getting everyone ready to go, and my SIL Tani showed up to change with her brand new baby and 2 oldest who had also been at the forum. When we were ready and it was time we went down to the ball. It was so nice! I loved watching the families all enjoying each other. Babies with no hair, on up to those with graying hair were out on the dance floor having fun. Some were sitting on the sidelines chatting away, too. It was fun to see so many youth dancing the waltz, or the foxtrot (I think), and none of them doing the ‘hug dance’ instead. A boy about 15 years old came and asked Alena to dance. She had a dress on that Tamra had won off ebay at the same time she won Rani’s (she was trying for both, and hoping for one. Oops.) When we told her it was for the family ball she got so excited. “I’m going to the ball? Oh, yay! Yay! Yay!” She was also wearing one of her dress up crowns. It was adorable watching her dance with him. He was being such a sweet gentleman, and totally reminded me of my brother Andrew. She was unimpressed, though. I got a good laugh out of it. :) All of us had fun. Sione danced with all of his girls, including me. 😉 and I danced with my girls and my boys. I loved dancing with Collin. Well, I loved dancing with all of them, actually.

We were quite tired as we drove home, and my voice was still definitely not usable. Oh, wait. Back up. As we were getting our things out of Ginger’s room, Tevita was having a hard time. He was tired, and wanted to sit in his stroller, but we needed it to bring down everything to the van. I was trying to keep the kids quiet, but apparently was not very successful. Just before we were ready to leave we had a security officer come and tell us there were complaints about our noisy children. *sigh* Normally people tell me how well behaved my children are. I really don’t like getting the opposite feedback. So, back to going home. We stopped so Sione could check the church, and then we went home. I set my alarm to send those who could go to church in the morning and crashed. It was about 12:30 in the morning. Sione and Collin are the only ones who ended up going to church this morning. At Noon we started getting ready to go to Andrew’s farewell at my parent’s ward. I knew we would only be going to hear him give his talk, and then we would go, because Losahina and I are definitely sick, and everyone else is still very tired. Next year we are definitely getting hotel rooms for the forum! Definitely! Anyhow, we started driving out to my parent’s ward, and I was pretty happy because we would be there a little early. Just 5 minutes from the church we got another flat tire. Ugh! Again! At least Sione was with me this time. And I knew right where everything was. We got it done fairly quickly, and got to the meeting only a few minutes late. Andrew gave a great talk, and I talked a little with my family and people that I knew growing up in that ward. It was nice. I wish we could have stayed longer, and that I had been able to actually talk instead of whisper. Oh, well. We are now home. Sione is sleeping, so is Losahina. I am going to go join them.

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Got A Playpen Anyone?

Tuesday, March 6th, 2007

I’ve not been a real believer in baby prisons playpens since becoming a mother, I admit. Something to do with not wanting to limit my children’s realm of discovery, lessening my attentiveness under a false sense of security, yadda, yadda, yadda. I remember my brother having one and playing with him through the mesh. It didn’t inhibit his natural curiosity, but as a mom I still tend to look at them more as baby prisons….That being said, anyone got an extra one I can borrow? OK, so I am kidding. I can already picture what would happen at my house if I got one. I would be happily power cleaning in my closet, blissfully secure in my knowledge that my newly mobile baby girl is safely behind bars mesh. Suddenly a thump and a cry would stop me in the middle of debating whether an item should be kept or tossed. I would go back into the room to find Tevita scrambling to get off of Losahina, after having used her as his soft landing. As I try to help him out again I see all of the nice things he was trying to share with his sister. A few hot wheels cars, some tiny legos, some pennies (because he’s all about the money right now…thanks to the vending machines at swimming), and perhaps a book or two. Maybe a piece of candy and a marker was thrown into the mix, as well.

Alright, some of that is a little exaggerated. I wouldn’t be happily power cleaning, perhaps. And Tevita might bypass the legos. But sometimes I do think it might be nice to limit the range of mobility for my babies after they have gone to all that work of discovering it.

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