Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Rascal is gone


After three solid months of trying to make things work out with our sweet "rescued" dog, Rascal, we had to give him away to the Humane Society. It really did break my heart, as well as Jared's. We are dog lovers to the bone.

When it came down to Austin/Wesley vs. Rascal, I obviously had to choose my dogs. He was just too hyper, bouncy and energetic for my boys (or me) to handle. A family with older children, or a single adult would really be ideal for sweet Rascal.

Jared and I sure did feel guilty. It's like he knew he was leaving us. He was so well behaved in the back of the truck when we drove him over to the shelter, and he kept giving us those huge sad puppy dog eyes. Break my heart!

We headed to the downtown El Paso location where we arrived early. To waste some time, we hit up the local, "Chicos Tacos" (pretty much drenched in cheese and a red sauce that were pretty good, although too early for me to enjoy a taco at 10am). I then hung out at the ghetto park with a drunk man and some scattered pigeons while Austin climbed up on the bars. I knew I wouldn't be able to handle leaving Rascal, especially after I had heard those sweet dogs howling for a home the minute we pulled up. I was too emotional and kept crying to make it a peaceful good-bye.

We told Rascal how much we loved him, how sad we were to have to leave him there and that we really do hope he finds a good home. The good news is, is that they never kill the animals. They also usually adopt out the larger breeds (especially Labs). That does give me some hope.

The boys have been very devastated and Wesley doesn't understand why we had to give him away. Wrangler also seems to be in some funk now that his brother is gone. That really makes me so sad!!! I took and got him groomed yesterday (shaved and shampooed) and we let him sleep inside our house last night. He doesn't know what to think being inside b/c he has been an outdoors dog for over a year now. The boys LOVE to hang all over Wrangler, and Austin especially had to give him TWO hugs and TWO kisses before going to bed.

We continue to pray for him everyday and I will check back in a few weeks to see if he is still there.

We love you Rascal!

Saturday, April 12, 2008

Some Random Thoughts:


I just finsihed watching a 5 minute slideshow with music....you really ought to check it out:
http://mabrystudios.typepad.com/reflections_of_christ/2008/03/reflections-sli.html

It is about Christ and some great real-to-life pictures of Him and His life....with a great song to back it up. A wonderful thing to help you feel the Spirit...Go on and let His spirit touch you!

I didn't mention that I WENT TO GENERAL CONFERENCE last weekend in Utah with my mom. I decided last minute to go and join her as we did some volunteer work with Guest Services there at the Conference Center. WHAT AN EXPERIENCE!

I had not been there in 6 years (since I was fresh off of the mission), and now that I no longer live in UT (which has been 8 years), I really can appreciate the beauty of UT and the blessings that the church provides to us as members.

My mom works for the church, as the head bilingual secretary/project manager of the Employment dept...needless to say, she has connections. So, we were able to work at the translation table handing out headsets to those who needed translations.

Within my first few minutes of seeing all of these wonderful people coming from around the world; Brasil, France, Africa, Germany, Russia, Czeck, Navajo, Aruba, Argentina, Philipines, etc my heart was FULL and I almost cried. To think of not only the sacrifice that they had made to get to conference, but also that it would be provided in their own native tongue! It really softened my heart to think about how large this church really is and how much God does love each of us....in all different cultures and languages. My heart was overflowing with gratitude to have the gospel in my life, to know that He loves me and everyone else.

We were able to sit in the conference center among the other 22K people, and my eyes were wet as we sang hymns together and gave respect to our dear prophet Monson.

I really do love Utah. I love what it represents, I love to see the "army" of Mormons come together and I love how beautiful the landscape of it is (although I was such a baby with the 20 degree weather! I was so cold...my blood has thinned since I have lived there). But, I am also so grateful to live out in the "mission field" where conference has that much more meaning to me, and to be able to recognize how much I truly love and treasure our gospel amidst a world of other non-believers.

I am grateful to have spent a few hours with my dear mother as well and to see her socialize and interact with so many people...she truly does reach out to others and was giving non stop hugs and kisses to every Hispanic that we saw! She was quite popular:) Every time I see her, now that I am a grown woman and mother, I can only respect and value her that much more and for her efforts in raising 4 kids all alone. I love you mother.

As one last thought...I pulled off a LARGE COMMUNITY YOUNG WOMEN GARAGE SALE today! With Girls Camp sneaking up on us (I am the director of our ward this year), we through a garage sale to raise money for the girls. What a lot of work! It wasn't as bad as I had imagined b/c I had some wonderful ladies help me out, who seem to do it every year.

Here in El Paso, garage sales are NUTS. People come to buy from you and wipe you clean of all the "junk." They then go and re-sale it at the fleet markets down town or cross over to Mexico and re-sale it there. I wouldn't have bought anything myself personally, but I sure was grateful for the ward members who donated their random items; 1940's hairdryer, broken lamps, brown stained pillows, washed out linens, old computer monitors, lawn chairs and even a Nordictrack! We were busy bees late Friday night "clustering" the categories, and then were there this morning from 6:30am-1pm....overall, we made $800! Yahoo! My sweet boys were running around in the bed spreads (hopefully not getting any lice or bed mites!), and jumping into the piles of clothing. The highlight of their day were the free donuts (maybe my highlight too!)

I am looking forward to camp this year, and hoping to even make it on the big 4th year hike. The preparations are slow, and I am a bit overwhelmed with the task, but I look forward to the secret sister gifts, the campfires with lots of kleenex for our testimony meetings, the braided hair, and the cheesy songs:)

Jared took Wesley out tonight for a "daddy date." Of course they went to go see a movie since they both LOVE movies. We will rotate who goes out with dad every Saturday. I went in to DirectBuy where we had some dinner together, dropped off Wes and I came home with Austin where we read books and he ate some oranges. Why is it that children behave so much better when they have that special one on one time? I love it! Lots of hugs, kisses and sweet smiles.

Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Bushy Hair

After a short six weeks, I had my hair extensions removed. Jared helped me out this morning, as he was very tired of seeing my "nest." I knew it wasn't a good sign when he kept asking me when I was going to take them out. My mother also had described them as being, "bushy." Hmmm...not a good thing to describe them as for sure.

I don't know how anyone can handle having dreadlocks b/c you can't ever really wash or comb your hair out. For my extensions, I wasn't able to do it either and that drove me crazy! After the first painful weeks when my scalp was adjusting to the weave, my scalp got super itchy. Every night I would try to scratch "around" my extensions, but I could never quite get the itch out.

Despite my bushiness and oily scalp, it was fun to have the extra long, silky and thick hair. I like even better knowing that now I can wash my hair and really rinse out any dirt that collects.

If anyone feels like doing it, I would recommend it...why not?

Tuesday, April 1, 2008

Ms. AZ Biker Pageant




"A Sore Swollen Thumb" is what my wonderful friend Leslie Boley told me she felt like when we walked into the MS ARIZONA BIKE PAGEANT.... Not only did we stick out like sore thumbs, but b/c she and Arianne Pearce are 7+ months prego, you can imagine the looks and thoughts that we were stimulating from the other bikers in the club. I went to AZ with Wesley and Austin to spend Easter with the Wilson's in Florence, AZ. After many egg hunts and sugar, we headed up to Surprise, AZ for the rest of the week.



It was great to see my girlfriends and to jump right back into the routines of carpooling, eating lunches, playdates and crazy mornings to get out the door.
Of course I had to schedule a "Girl's Night Out." So....after some internet researching, I convinced the girls to go to a "Pageant." I figured it couldn't be that bad, right? Wrong!


One word: Yikes!!!!
There were tons and tons of bikers everywhere, inside the club and outside rolling around with their gears revved up. You know you are in a sketchy place when they give you the pat down and search through your purse for weapons! Inside we went, clutching our purses and trying to "blend" in. Yeah right! After a few moments of thinking, "What are we doing here?" (Not to mention that is probably what everyone else thought of us as suburbial stay at home moms in a bikers bar and club), we decided to give it a shot. Afterall, we were here for an adventure!


We eventually got settled in, in a corner away from the crowd and next to one of the bars. We checked out the girls that were up for competition....the little bit of clothing they had on and their cheesy answers of "I want to ride you!" when asked why they wanted to be the Ms. AZ Biker girl.
It would've been even more eye candy for us if they had been in shape....you can just imagine what they all looked like; dimpled butts and flabby tummies. That is fine, don't we all have that? But, at least try to hide those imperfections when you are in a pageant up on stage!


Needless to say, we stayed for a good hour and enjoyed the live music and crazy environment. Thanks to Arianne, Leslie, April and Candy for going along with my crazy and "exciting" idea. At least we had fun getting dressed up, leaving the kids for the night and doing something besides the typical, "dinner and a movie." I MISS YOU GIRLS SO MUCH ALREADY!!!


We left early, I wonder who even won?

Easter pics...click on it to see larger!

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Wednesday, March 19, 2008

I did it

Most women feel a need to do something different with their hair every few months. In my case, it usually means cutting it....way too short. I cut it back almost three years ago when I had just had Austin. Why is that? Why do new mom's always cut their hair? For a more "practical" and "easier" do? I have been no exception. Here are some pics in 2005 of when I donated the 12 inches to Locks of Love .

Unfortunately, because my hair grows SO SLOWLY...it has only grown like 4 inches in the last three years! What the heck!

So, I decided to just go for it. Do you guys notice anything different?

Before: After:


I decided not to cut it, not to highlight it(way too high maintenance for a dark brunette), but to.....

Any comments?

Instead of waiting 10 years for it to grow out, I went to a hair boutique in Mexico (downtown El Paso), then cruised my way over to New Mexico where I got the extensions weaved into my head. It is now very thick, long and fun! Jared is still getting used to it...but, I love the chance I have to let it hang over my shoulders and feel super "young" again... I figured that if I waited the 10 years for it to grow out, I would be too "old" to have long hair! Enjoy it now!

Monday, March 17, 2008

Talk in church

As I had mentioned before, I gave a talk yesterday at our ward conference....not to mention I also played the flute the same day for the ward choir. It was a double whammy for me!

For those of you who want to, I am including my talk....I tried to make it as interesting as possible. I used ideas from my own life, talked a bit about how Jared and I met and why family is so important to all of us in society.

I tried my best to not be nervous, by imagining that I was just teaching another lesson to a class. It sure does help when there are random people in the audience who actually smile at you! I felt good about it, after the first couple of comments when I trained my ear to listen to how LOUD my voice gets through that microphone. It sure does help ease those nerves when you are actually prepared and read through it a few times!

It's a bit long b/c I had to do it in 12 minutes, but I highlighted my favorite parts if you just want to browse it: Enjoy!

Heavenly Homes and Eternal Families

Dust was everywhere. I was checking up on our remodel once again for the third time. I walked into where the front door used to be, only to find my cabinets were still in their same boxes as the day before…only this time there were a few new workers whom I didn’t recognize. Could I trust them to be in here working and demolishing all of our walls without supervision?

In tote were my two toddlers, anxious to run around and most likely step on screwdrivers and nails as they go. “Don’t touch this and stop picking up that garbage,” is all I really seemed to be saying to them these days! Questions are being asked that I simply don’t have the answers for; what paint goes on this ceiling, where are the faucet handles, when will the carpet installers be here, why does our bathroom continue to smell of a rotten sewer, when will the tiled showers finally be grouted, who is paying for this labor and when will the plumbers install this bathtub?

Jared and I moved to El Paso from Phoenix last August to start up our business of DirectBuy. In our minds, the best thing to do would be to stay in an apartment and remodel an older home in the meantime. Anyone who has ever remodeled anything knows what kind of stress, money, sacrifice, frustration and anxiousness goes into it. Ours was no exception.

This was a typical day in the life of Jared and I for five LONG and tedious months… Months where I was dreaming and praying for simple things….like a garage to load up my kids and their sippy cups in just one load, versus making one large trip down our flight of stairs in the apartment with 15 things in each of my arms. Or how about a washer and drier for those potty training days when I refused to hand wash another pair of undies. A kitchen sink with a sprayer faucet was another luxury that I could only hope to have. A private backyard sounded so lovely on those hot summer nights, as well as a pantry where I could actually begin to store some food storage!

.Jared and I met in Neuquen Argentina, where we both served as missionaries. At a zone conference, I was the “new sister” playing the piano, and Jared was the elder about to go home. Of course I stood out to him b/c I was still “fresh from the states” with nice clothing and make up (which quickly changed as I realized what it really takes to be a sister missionary in a third world). To be honest, I don’t even recall our first meeting…but 1.5 year later, after I had been home for a few months, Jared tracked me down through an email via our mission president. Fortunate for me, he had remembered our brief encounter back in Argentina and was able to get in contact. I had no idea who he was when he first emailed me, but he attached a cute picture in the email…so, I wrote him back. We met in person in May, got engaged in July and married in August 2002.

By now you would think that Jared and I would be used to the idea of moving. In our 5 years of marriage, we have moved 13 times, and across three states. That is an average of 2.5 moves a year….not to mention dragging our two kids and their massive amount of baby junk that grows each year along with us. My husband is very ambitious, and so with each move, we do feel like we are “moving up” in the world, although it doesn’t make it any easier on us physically or emotionally.

Just like building a house takes planning, sacrifice, respect and love…so does building a home. A home is where our own heaven needs to be, where we can come in and be sheltered from the world. Like the structure in which it dwells, a family can be large or small. It may be old or young. It may need some remodeling b/c of neglect and weathering, or it may be in excellent condition.

As I described earlier, Jared and I were general contactors for our complete remodel of our home this year, and so should the Lord be with our lives. He should be the general contractor for our family and the home that we build. We can then be the sub contractors responsible for the specific parts of the whole project. All of us can thereby be builders of our own heavenly home. Some of us are newlyweds, young parents, grandparents, teenagers, widows, single parents, and occasionally only one member remains. The family, however, continues—for families are forever.

How do we make our house a home? How do we find the happiness no matter what our family unit consists of?

President Monson has said, “Happiness in family life is most likely to be achieved when founded upon the teachings of the Lord Jesus Christ. Happiness does not consist of a surplus of luxury, the world’s idea of a “good time.” Nor must we search for it in faraway places with strange-sounding names. Happiness is found at home.

All of us remember the home of our childhood. Interestingly, our thoughts do not dwell on whether the house was large or small, the neighborhood fashionable or downtrodden. Rather, we delight in the experiences we shared as a family. The home is the laboratory of our lives, and what we learn there largely determines what we do when we leave there.

Mrs. Margaret Thatcher, former prime minister of Great Britain, said: “The family is the building block of society. It is a nursery, a school, a hospital, a leisure center, a place of refuge and a place of rest. It encompasses the whole of the society. It fashions our beliefs; it is the preparation for the rest of our life.”

For me, there are simple things that I can do in my own home to bring pure happiness to for me and my family. First and foremost, I need to have a clean home. I do my best to pick up after my boys as soon as a mess is made, for example after we eat a meal. I can’t wait until they are old enough to do their own dishes! Then their messes don’t seem to pile up on me too quickly. I do the dishes before I go to bed, then I can wake up to a new day with a clean kitchen, which always puts me in a better mood. Making beds is also a top priority so that the house looks a bit more “tidy” even if it’s just in the bedrooms.

Also, I find that when I am consistently reading my scriptures, either with my boys, Jared or by myself (whichever one happens on that day b/c they never happen all in one day!), I feel that there is more peace and less struggles going on.

I also make a conscious effort to not have the tv on very often, which can sometimes be a conflict between family members. But to me personally, I feel that the spirit of the Lord can more freely enter into our home if the distraction of worldly issues is not as present. I look for other ways to entertain myself and my children; through books, music, looking at family pictures, board games, or going outside for a walk. Having been raised in a non-tv watching family, I truly believe that quality time is better spent when you actually talk to one another!

Naturally, these things may not apply to all of you…but, I encourage you to find the things that fit into your own dwelling with the age appropriate activities that add a little extra harmony and joy into your homes.

Our Prophet and his apostles really helped clear the way and make a strong statement about families in these latter days when they announced the “The Family: A Proclamation to the World—.”A few of my favorite key phrases include: All human beings—male and female—are created in the image of God. Each is a beloved spirit son or daughter of heavenly parents, and, as such, each has a divine nature and destiny. Husband and wife have a solemn responsibility to love and care for each other and for their children. "Children are an heritage of the Lord" (Psalms 127:3). Parents have a sacred duty to rear their children in love and righteousness, to provide for their physical and spiritual needs, to teach them to love and serve one another, to observe the commandments of God and to be law-abiding citizens wherever they live.

What comfort that brings to me that my Heavenly Father knows who I am individually and believes in me to raise up two of his choice children! I often feel inadequate with my role as a homemaker and housewife, but this phrase gives me the confidence that I need to continue in my journey. It also encourages me to never give up on my family, that I am responsible and accountable for their upbringing in the gospel of Jesus Christ.

Raising a family within the guidelines of this proclamation can also be challenging. Elder Eyring gave these examples:“There are important ways in which planning for failure can make failure more likely and the ideal less so. Consider these twin commandments as an example: “Fathers are to … provide the necessities of life … for their families” and “mothers are primarily responsible for the nurture of their children.” Knowing how hard that might be, a young man might choose a career on the basis of how much money he could make, even if it meant he couldn’t be home enough to be an equal partner. By doing that, he has already decided he cannot hope to do what would be best.

A young woman might prepare for a career incompatible with being primarily responsible for the nurture of her children because of the possibilities of not marrying, of not having children, or of being left alone to provide for them herself. Or she might fail to focus her education on the gospel and the useful knowledge of the world that nurturing a family would require, not realizing that the highest and best use she could make of her talents and her education would be in her home. Consequently, because a young man and woman had planned thus, they might make what is best for a family less likely to be obtained.

Surely they are both wise to worry about the physical needs of that future family. The costs of buying a home, compared to average salaries, seem to be rising and jobs harder to hold. But there are other ways the young man and the young woman could think about preparing to provide for that future family. Income is only one part of it. Have you noticed husbands and wives who feel pinched for lack of money choose for a solution ways to make their family income keep rising but soon find that the pinch is there whatever the income? There is an old formula which goes something like this: Income five dollars and expenses six dollars: misery. Income four dollars and expenses three dollars: happiness.

Whether the young man can provide and, after work, return home to his family at a reasonable hour, and whether the young woman can be there to nurture children, can depend as much on how they learn to spend as on how they learn to earn. Even the most frugal spending habits and the most careful planning for employment may not be enough to ensure success, but those things could be enough to allow us the peace that comes from knowing we did the best we could to provide and to nurture.”

For me, although money is important and can provide some means of delight and comfort, I would much rather have my husband home with us and on a meager income vs. constantly at work and not involved in our lives. Finding that balance is essential to happiness. Although we have not yet found that balance, we keep working on it and have it as a goal to work towards. In the meantime, I do my best to nurture my children and provide stability to them while their dad is away at work.

The family unit is fundamental not only to society and to the Church but also to our hope for eternal life. As we begin to practice with our family, the smaller unit, the lessons we learn will spread to the world.

God knows each of us individually, as well as within our families (dysfunctional and all!). I know that when all is said and done, our family unit is what is going to matter to all of us. May we all strive to do what is best for our families, including: family scripture study, family prayer, family home evening, family outings, and family counsels,

In the words of President Hinckley: “Never forget that these little ones are the sons and daughters of God and that yours is a custodial relationship to them, that He was a parent before you were parents and that He has not relinquished His parental rights or interest in these His little ones. Now, love them, take care of them. Fathers, control your tempers, now and in all the years to come. Mothers, control your voices; keep them down. Rear your children in love, in the nurture and admonition of the Lord. Take care of your little ones. Welcome them into your homes, and nurture and love them with all of your hearts. They may do, in the years that come, some things you would not want them to do, but be patient, be patient. You have not failed as long as you have tried. Never forget that.” (Testimony on families