There's nothing better than spending time with my kids. Laurel and I did a little shopping and then saw a movie yesterday. The new store we scoped is Dear Lizzie. What a fun store - check out the website: http://www.mydearlizzie.com/ Then we went to a movie entitled He's Just Not That In to You. It was okay. The theater was packed and Laurel dubbed the audience a "We're in Provo audience". Yes, they really got into it.
I also explored a new bakery that has opened in East bay. It was in a newspaper article and I've been waiting for the bakery to open: http://www.thesweettoothfairy.com/index.html I love the creativity - not to mention the cakes bites are out of this world!
Valentine's Day is one of my favorite holidays. I always say - what could be better than spreading a little love around. I felt like a first-grader as I addressed my valentines yesterday. I think Hallmark will always be around...I'm keeping them in business.
Anyway - to those reading this - Happy Valentine's Day. Make sure you tell the people closest to you that you love them!
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Why do I keep getting lost in life?
1. Once a mother, always a mother.
2. I care deeply about people and am an official "chat box" not to be confused with chatterbox, although I do my share of that. Everywhere I go I run into people and we have to "chat" a few minutes to catch up. Some times I am overwhelmed with the many good people in my life and feel so blessed.
3. There is just so much. Last week was incredibly insane. I sat each night and went back over my day and asked myself where I could have done something differently. You know those quiet moments when you ponder and search deep and sing the song, "I'm trying to be like Jesus" and realize you have fallen short but you are trying. I remember when my children were little and how crazy some of those days and nights were. We are silly if we think life gets easier.
4. Oh, that I were a sponge. I just want to read and learn. There is so much around us, so many opportunities. I was trying to read a book last night and realize I had reread a paragraph three times and my brain just wasn't functioning.
5. Sometimes it is just more fun to live and enjoy life than blog about what has happened!
2. I care deeply about people and am an official "chat box" not to be confused with chatterbox, although I do my share of that. Everywhere I go I run into people and we have to "chat" a few minutes to catch up. Some times I am overwhelmed with the many good people in my life and feel so blessed.
3. There is just so much. Last week was incredibly insane. I sat each night and went back over my day and asked myself where I could have done something differently. You know those quiet moments when you ponder and search deep and sing the song, "I'm trying to be like Jesus" and realize you have fallen short but you are trying. I remember when my children were little and how crazy some of those days and nights were. We are silly if we think life gets easier.
4. Oh, that I were a sponge. I just want to read and learn. There is so much around us, so many opportunities. I was trying to read a book last night and realize I had reread a paragraph three times and my brain just wasn't functioning.
5. Sometimes it is just more fun to live and enjoy life than blog about what has happened!
Saturday, December 27, 2008
A Poem I Read Today...
Buttprints in the Sand
One night I had a wondrous dream,
One set of footprints there was seen,
The footprints of my precious Lord,
But mine were not along the shore.
But then some stranger prints appeared,
And I asked the Lord, What have we here?
Those prints are large and round and neat,
But Lord, they are too big for feet.
My child, he said in somber tones,
For miles I carried you along.
I challenged you to walk in faith,
But you refused and made me wait.
You disobeyed, you would not grow,
The walk of faith you would not know.
So I got tired, I got fed up,
And there I dropped you on your butt.
Because in life there comes a time,
When men must fight and men must climb,
When men must rise and men must stand,
Or leave their buttprints in the sand.
I must admit it made me chuckle when I read the poem in a book I'm reading. For many years I have heard about and read, "Footprints in Sand" and have certainly felt that I have been "carried" many times - more than I am perhaps worthy of. As I face a New Year of 2009 and once again ask myself, where does all the time go?, my desire for this year is to leave NO "buttprints" in the sand!
One night I had a wondrous dream,
One set of footprints there was seen,
The footprints of my precious Lord,
But mine were not along the shore.
But then some stranger prints appeared,
And I asked the Lord, What have we here?
Those prints are large and round and neat,
But Lord, they are too big for feet.
My child, he said in somber tones,
For miles I carried you along.
I challenged you to walk in faith,
But you refused and made me wait.
You disobeyed, you would not grow,
The walk of faith you would not know.
So I got tired, I got fed up,
And there I dropped you on your butt.
Because in life there comes a time,
When men must fight and men must climb,
When men must rise and men must stand,
Or leave their buttprints in the sand.
I must admit it made me chuckle when I read the poem in a book I'm reading. For many years I have heard about and read, "Footprints in Sand" and have certainly felt that I have been "carried" many times - more than I am perhaps worthy of. As I face a New Year of 2009 and once again ask myself, where does all the time go?, my desire for this year is to leave NO "buttprints" in the sand!
Friday, November 14, 2008
Lost in Life...
Yes, I'm behind in blogging and there isn't much hope in sight. This blog is just to prove I am alive.
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Silly Millie
Yes, I caved. Laurel has a new little dog, Millie. Millie is staying with "Grandma Cindy" while Laurel is in transition in her life and living in Salt Lake with her Aunt Kristine and working. My mother warned me I would get attached. Millie is very cute and playful. Simon, my cat, isn't too happy about the situation yet. Nothing like a little dog to curl up on your lap!
The fall of 2007 was the last time I was in the temple with my parents. I often think back to that time - it was the sealing of April to Mike Klegin. The was earlier this spring that Dad began dealing with residual polio. Since April Mom has been taking care of him. I'm grateful for memories such as this and knowing that this is just a piece in the eternal perspective. Families are forever. I am one of the most blessed of daughters.
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Okay, I'm here again...
Well, that was sure a "fun" moment on the roller coaster of life. It took a while to be rid of the extremely frustrating headaches and all. On a positive note, and perhaps the real reason for the silly who oredeal. I met a number of people. Those that really know me know that I feel pretty strong about the people in life we come in contact with. I don't think anything is "by chance".
Clark had to put down our little Meier. Having had to go through that with our faithful family pet, Lewis, and cat, Guido, I know it was very hard to say the least. We're a family that doesn't just have a dog or cat. They are a part of our family and so the mourning in the loss of each of them is felt deeply. Ms. Meier was a diva dog and deeply devoted to her master. Clark was as deeply devoted to her. She filled a spot in his life that will be hard to fill. Oh, btw, today is Meier's birthday. The proof of the depth of her being a part of our family is that I believe the children have taken just as many pictures of her as I have of them. Seriously, every roll of film I would discover pictures of Meier and Lewis - taken often by Laurel. It would make me smile everytime I anxiously opened the evelope - sometimes I would wonder when they got the camera away from me to even take the pictures. I actually was totally fine about the pictures. Meier and Lewis pictures showing their growth...including the graying around their little faces will become just as treasured. So to future in-law children beware...the reason we got Meier and Lewis was because of a faithful little daschund in Clark's childhood!
Well, I'll work on catching up and posting again.
Clark had to put down our little Meier. Having had to go through that with our faithful family pet, Lewis, and cat, Guido, I know it was very hard to say the least. We're a family that doesn't just have a dog or cat. They are a part of our family and so the mourning in the loss of each of them is felt deeply. Ms. Meier was a diva dog and deeply devoted to her master. Clark was as deeply devoted to her. She filled a spot in his life that will be hard to fill. Oh, btw, today is Meier's birthday. The proof of the depth of her being a part of our family is that I believe the children have taken just as many pictures of her as I have of them. Seriously, every roll of film I would discover pictures of Meier and Lewis - taken often by Laurel. It would make me smile everytime I anxiously opened the evelope - sometimes I would wonder when they got the camera away from me to even take the pictures. I actually was totally fine about the pictures. Meier and Lewis pictures showing their growth...including the graying around their little faces will become just as treasured. So to future in-law children beware...the reason we got Meier and Lewis was because of a faithful little daschund in Clark's childhood!
Well, I'll work on catching up and posting again.
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