I have been walking with Jennifer in the cool of the mornings. Yesterday I walked alone, and ran into my Relief Society President and finished the walk, walking and talking with her.
When I get home, I usually weed, rake, or otherwise tend to the yard, before coming in. Today, I trimmed the roses and raked up the leaves that died during the strong winds, the other night.
Alan asked Jennifer to cut his hair. Jennifer had never done so. Roger brought out the hair cutting set, Alan put a sheet on to protect his clothes. Jennifer, a bit timid at first, began cutting Alan’s hair. The love and trust, the sheer bravery of the two of them, was much to behold. She brave to cut his hair, reassuring herself that at least hair grows out. Alan brave to be the guinea pig and have a complete novice cut his hair. He was such a gentleman. She did a great job. No she did not nick or shave him. She did not do a China bowl haircut either. A bit of Georgic in both of them…yeah!
Roger used to cut my hair. He cuts the boys’ hair. I have trimmed his neck and around his ears. However, I have never been brave enough to cut his hair!
My husband was being the handy man today. He moved the dead freezer to change a wall outlet. He had to pull the freezer out and glanced down and noticed a broken wire sticking out from the lid of the freezer. He spliced it with a crimp to see if that was why the freezer died. Voila! The freezer is working!
Yeah! We just saved $700!
I think it take courage to work through problems.
Every home is a school, so what do you teach?
Our nation has been at war with its self for a long time.
There are the do-gooder social engineers who think that they can engineer a classless, genderless, religionless society, of good citizens. What we are moving towards is a classless society where everyone will be impoverished, where sexually transmitted disease and divorce is rampant, and people are becoming more depraved. They think that through their village they have created a world that has done away for the need of parents, by creating guardians. Plato’s dream world. These hirelings have little interest in the generational effects of their tampering, or the trade-offs in society.
On the other side are parents. Some parent and teach consciously. Others unconsciously. What are you teaching consciously and unconsciously?
Roger and I had been talking last night and decided it was too hot to have a refreshing walk in the evening. I told him he would have to get up earlier to walk with me, before the sun got it hot. My knees have been hurting so I knew that my shoes had worn down. So, Roger took me out for new cross training shoes. I found shoes easily this time. I wore them the rest of the day and there was no knee pain!!!! OK, the secret is I am knock kneed and I wear my shoes uneven and when I do, my knees rotate and it strains the ligaments. I prayed before shopping and found shoes quickly, and they were on deep sale. I am happy.
He had bought some Bowflex dial weights yesterday, on sale. Mary is already using them.
Today, Julia is back to the world of the living, after being sick with tonsillitis for over a week. We went to her physical therapy and then headed to the Gym, so Julia could get a replacement for her Gym pass that she lost. I realized that Julia would do better gaining range of motion in the pool, and was more likely to go if I went with her. Only, my Family VIP pass had expired 1 May. I told the manger that I did not re-up, because my house was on the market, and there is no gym where we are moving. We opened a new Family VIP account for $63 more a month than what Julia is paying now. They rolled her membership into our Family Plan. Actually we got all five adults, and two teens for under $105 a month (taxes included). That is great because it costs $21 every time we go to the pool. The gym has a pool and we will be using it more than 4 times a month. I was pretty much daily, before my contract expired. Anyway, whether I did this today or not, I was still going to get a $100 closure fee, if I move where there is no gym within 25 miles. So, I feel we come about ahead.
We introduced a new twist in our bean program tonight. 1 bean for every hour we work out, lawn mowing, and manual labor. We are celebrating being alive. Now, even when days get oven hot, we can go where the air is cool and put in a full workout.
I have been writing for LDSBLOGS Since May. I am writing on Women’s Issues and decided to start with the Relief Society Declaration since it was compiled in response to inquiries about women in the church. I thought that would be a soild foundation, then I can just move on to issues that come each day.
Recently I have been working on an article about spiritual promptings.
I have also been working on my thesis and discussing Beauty, Femininity, and Grace, in reference to Godly Womanhood..
Today I had this fascinating site brought to my attention. The Baptist Version of the Book of Mormon
This morning I had 240+ mail failure returns to my email box. They were all pornographic in nature. It took some time to get it cleared off my email. Then I ran a virus scan, clean. Then I ran adware and found 43 critical and 22 not so critical files, all were eliminated.
This afternoon I checked my Moor House Moodle and discovered what the cause was of this morning’s email problems. Evidently, over the past two weeks, my school site has been spammed by pornographic automated moodle spammers. They set up phony accounts. It took me hours to manually remove them all. I was shaking and ill, and my husband ended up finishing it for me. The email addresses were bogus and when my moodle account tried to validate the email, they came back to my email account as a delivery failure.
Some people have too much time on their hands and idle hands are the devil’s workshop…
What two things do nursery children love best? Singing and Bubble Popping.
“Alligator Pie, Alligator pie,
If I don’t get some I think I am going to cry,
Take away the green grass,
take away the blue sky,
but please don’t take away my alligator pie!”
Apparently they enjoyed chanting this little ditty. I learned it the first time I was in nursery in this ward 15 years ago. I looked it up on line and found that Dennis Lee was probably the original author but my words are a bit different. Anyway, we taught it to the children and they wanted to sing it again and again, even when they were playing with the toys, someone would chant.
We made Father’s day cards. Then out came the bubbles. I would dip the wand and put it in front of the air conditioning unit and flood the room with bubbles. I did not have to hyperventilate!
We had a house full and Roger still wanted to make French Toast. So I made the rest of breakfast and cut the oranges.
James gave a wonderful seven minute talk in Sacrament meeting. Mary joined the Primary in singing to the fathers.
My son, Adam, and his family joined us for a dinner celebration along with Alan’s family and his Walton grandparents. Julia, on the other hand was too ill to join us, so we sent her dinner down to her. The families gathered together for a Father’s Day celebration. Ann brought 3 dozen homemade soft pretzels and four different batches of whole grain muffins. I made my potato salad and for the first time in almost 30 years, there were no leftovers.
It was great to see grandpa Walton join us. I found it so fascinating to hear about his time on an aircraft carrier during the Korean War.
I am glad to honor fathers.
I found this awesome source for getting quality bulk foods: Alpine Food Storage