Strictly business

I have been extra blog-busy this week, and I’m not sure why that is, but I plan to settle back down into my normal routine soon.  (The one where I actually spend a little bit more time in real life putting away laundry and loading the dishwasher and stuff.)  Anyway, there were just a few announcement-like things I wanted to communicate.

  1. For those of  you who participated in the general conference meme and want to take the challenge to write up your “fake conference talk” based on question #10, the deadline will be the end of October.  If you can do it sooner, great.  I’ll start posting them as I get them (Give me some time for editing and spacing them out a little).  Just write between 500-1,000 words and remember to include some quotes from conference or scriptures.  You can email your talks to me at dd.stephanie@gmail.com or send me any questions you might have in the meantime.
  2. The transcripts for the General Conference talks are now all posted online.  Yay!  They also have this awesome tool available called “Study Notebook,” where you can sign in and take notes on the talks– you can highlight them, write notes in the margins, etc., and save it all.  Very, very cool.  And just in case I didn’t make this clear enough before, I would love to have ANY of you join in on the General Conference Book Club (see here).  Invite your friends, neighbors, enemies (the nice ones), whomever.  We’ll start with our first talk this coming week.
  3. Speaking of conference, I had a 2-line moment of glory in this article at lds.org.  Scroll all the way to the bottom.  They totally saved the best for last, don’t you think?
  4. I feel much better today.  I bore my soul to Matt at lunch today.  He said nice things like “Don’t be a mental case.  I need you to be the sane one.”  He really did say that, but he said nice things too.  He’s right, you know.   We moms need to pull it together and step forward, not just because people need us, but because we feel so much better when we act with confidence.  He wants me to do P90x with him.  (It’s some kind of exercise program that makes you wish you’d never been born.)  Start saving money now to attend my funeral that I predict will occur in less than 90 days.  And for the record, I would like you to bring chocolate to my funeral in lieu of flowers.
  5. If you are a mom of boys and you’re trying to think of a way to be the coolest mom on the block without having to do much, I have a tip.  You should invite a bunch of neighborhood kids over to your house next Friday for a “How to Train Your Dragon” DVD release party.  Seriously, throw in some pizza and a couple snacks and suddenly your sons think you walk on water or something.  If you really want to try it, let me know and I’ll email you the invitations I already made.  Obviously you have to change the address to your own house because I’m not that cool.

And just a little something to inspire you:

Young people, do not seek happiness in the glittering but shallow things of the world. We cannot achieve lasting happiness by pursuing the wrong things. . . . Happiness and joy come from what a person is, not from what he or she possesses or appears to be. -Elder Dallin H. Oaks.

Is it just me, or do you think he was probably talking about those jeans I saw at parent-teacher conference? 🙂

Have a great weekend.

Apples to apples, Souls to souls



Women compare themselves, especially mothers.
I know that’s a broad statement, but I think it’s accurate. Even if we happen to be kind of confident about the way we do things, when we see someone else doing something well, we make a mental note on our list of Things Others Do Better.  My own list looks something like this:

hosting playdates
staying on top of laundy
fixing children’s hair and making sure they have on socks
cooking
sewing
gardening and canning
wearing make up
immaculate homes
time management
punctuality
self-discipline
and a million etceteras …..

… which I would like to point out is ridiculous. I could make a list of things I do well, too, but I won’t, because for some twisted reason it’s a lot easier to list our faults than it is our strengths.  I just realized that there is an illogical jump from “others do it better” to “I do it poorly.”  How silly is it to let another person’s strength define our “weakness”?

The universe testifies to us that God’s creations are supposed to be different.  Consider the following, Continue reading

The rest of the stories…

In the last month or so, there have been a few items that I’ve thrown out there for your advice and input, so I wanted to let you know how it’s all turned out.

1.  Appliances. Remember you all had 1,000 different opinions about the must-have items and features in my up-and-coming appliance collection?  Well, today is delivery day and I am so excited.  I rented appliances for almost a month– partially to give myself time to pick out what I wanted, and partially because I was afraid all this short-sale title-transfer business at the new house might not work itself out and we’d find ourselves out on the street with our brand-new appliances.  (We’ve been paying rent in the meantime, but the title was finally all cleared and we now have an official closing date to own the house.)  Anyway, go here if you even care about the final purchases.  I started to post it all, but then I felt dumb because it might come across as bragging or something  (Hey, wow, look at my awesome new fridge!), but I thought some of you might be curious about what I finally decided.  If I did not buy your very favorite item in the whole world, I hope you’ll forgive me.  I do have a budget, you know.

2.  Grant’s school. I had to channel the “mother lion” inside of me so I could hold my ground when I met with Grant’s principal and teacher. The kid is a year ahead of their curriculum and it has been a struggle to figure out what’s going to help him have a good learning experience.  My biggest fear is that he would become lazy and lose the attitude that he has to work and try when he goes to school.  We ended up with 3 options: clearance from the principal to (1) move him into another classroom with a teacher who’s much more equipped for “enrichment” or (2) have him tested to skip a grade, which he’d probably pass, but I’m just not sure about it, OR (3) put him in a brand-new charter school that just opened last week, but it feels kind of like a gamble because there’s no history or reputation to rely on.  We discussed all our options with Grant and let him pray about it. He chose to go to the charter school and started there on Monday. I’m still pretty nervous about it all, since the school is so new and still seems pretty unorganized. When I expressed my apprehension, he got frustrated with me: “Mom, God said (the charter school) will be fine.”  I figure that I need to let it play itself out, if for no other reason, to let him know we honor the answers he gets to his prayers.  Hopefully it will all work out okay. I guess the worse case scenario is he could learn nothing new this year, but then he’d at least be on schedule again for 3rd grade. Maybe. 🙂  By the way, I left Clark in his first grade class where he already was because he has a good teacher and seems to be doing well.

3.  The move in general. It’s gone much better than I feared.  Our neighborhood is nice, the neighbors are kind, the views out my windows are lovely, and the gospel is still true and all.  Things like Facebook and the phone have let me stay in touch with people I love and miss, and I’m beginning to feel more confident that I’ll be able to form some new friendships here.  The Lord has blessed us so much through this transition that I keep looking over my shoulder waiting for something terrible to happen, but I need to let it go and just be grateful.  This past weekend, we were able to attend a Regional Conference where Sister Beck, Elder Holland, and President Packer all spoke.  You can’t complain about opportunities like that.  (By the way, Sister Beck basically told young moms to stop spending so much time on the computer and to turn our attention to our children.  She reminded us –who am I kidding?  She reminded me— that the computer is simply a tool, just like a dishwasher or washing machine, and should not be a distraction.  It was one of those aha! moments for me– rebuking enough to be a little uncomfortable, but encouraging enough that I felt inspired by the counsel.)  Anyway, life is good at the moment and we’re starting to fall into routines and feel comfortable on our new journey.  There’s been stress, yes, but I know we’ve been blessed.

It is human nature, I suppose, to seek elsewhere for our happiness. Pursuit of career goals, wealth, and material rewards can cloud our perspective and often leads to a lack of appreciation for the bounteous blessings of our present circumstances. It is precarious to dwell on why we have not been given more. It is, however, beneficial and humbling to dwell on why we have been given so much. An old proverb states, “The greater wealth is contentment with a little.”

In his letter to the Philippians, Paul wrote, “Not that I speak in respect of want: for I have learned, in whatsoever state I am, therewith to be content” (Philip. 4:11).

Alma instructed his son Helaman, giving him counsel that all fathers should teach their children: “Counsel with the Lord in all thy doings, and he will direct thee for good; yea, when thou liest down at night lie down unto the Lord, that he may watch over you in your sleep; and when thou risest in the morning let thy heart be full of thanks unto God; and if ye do these things, ye shall be lifted up at the last day” (Alma 37:37). Alma says, “Let thy heart be full of thanks unto God.” The Lord desires that we give thanks. In Thessalonians we read, “In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you” (1 Thes. 5:18).

… We should constantly strive to increase our gratitude. Gratitude may be increased by constantly reflecting on our blessings and giving thanks for them in our daily prayers.”  ~Steven E. Snow, “Gratitude,” Liahona, Jan 2002, 49–51

Girl humor

Today Natalie (age 3) referred to this movie:

as “Lady and the Cramp.”  Does anyone else find this as funny as I do?

I’m thinking it would be a great rewrite/parody.  Remember the song the hootchie girl dog sings in the dog pound prison?  Maybe she could sing it like this:  “It’s a Cramp, and I hate it …”  And after Lady gets out of the clink, can you imagine the PMS-induced wrath that Mr. Street Dog would get?  I don’t think it would be a spaghetti kiss, put it that way.

What would you write into the story if  you were the screenwriter for Lady and the Cramp?

On the road again

Early in the morning, we begin the return journey from my parents’ house to our soon-to-be-old home.  We’ll be there two days before the movers come and start packing everything up.  By next weekend, we’ll be on our way to the new home.  The kids will start school about a week and a half later.  At some point, I hope I can take a 36-hour nap.

Since I’ll be traveling, this is the talk that will be for General Conference Book Club next week:.

“He Is Risen!” by President Thomas S. Monson

I’ll try to get the actual post up when I get “home,” but for those of you who are participating, feel free to go ahead and start studying it.  Have a great weekend.