A Perfect 10

Much to my shock and dismay, I'm not a 10!
UGH. Here I thought I was at least a 7 or 8, but a 2?

You Are 2: The Helper

You always put on a happy face and try to help those around you. You're incredibly empathetic and care about everyone you know. Able to see the good in others, you're thoughtful, warm, and sincere. You connect with people who are charming and charismatic. At Your Best: You are deeply giving, altruistic, and humble. You devote your life to others while caring for yourself too. At Your Worst: You are manipulative and enjoy making other people guilty. Your Fixation: Rejection Your Primary Fear: Being unworthy of love Your Primary Desire: To be loved unconditionally Other Number 2's: Mother Teresa, John Travolta, Princess Diana, Dr. Phil, and Mr. Rogers.

What Number Are You?

So, this isn't how I would describe myself.......

Twilight

ATTENTION: ABSOLUTELY NO SPOILERS AHEAD!!!!!













I liked it......

Busy-ness

It has already started. It seems to start earlier and earlier every year. I'm talking about having no evenings free to just lay around with the family. 'Tis the season to GO, GO, GO!

It all started a week ago. Saturday we helped Chris' parents with their Fall Harvest. This entailed the slaughtering and de-feathering of the turkeys. Seeing as how we like to raid the family freezer of turkey meat, we thought it our duty to help with the harvest of said poultry.

Sunday was family feast time and returned to Herriman to visit with Chris' whole family. No, turkey was NOT the cuisine of choice. It was Meatloaf....

Monday we returned to Herriman for the skinning and carving of the previously slaughtered turkeys. The kids all fell asleep on the couch and we returned home only to fall into bed exhausted.

Tuesday, Chris was a darling and took everyone to Herriman for the final night of packaging. I stayed home with a quiet house, a good book and Biggest Loser Families.

Wednesday was Scouts. It was an Early pack meeting due to the Thanksgiving Holiday. I'm not a big fan of scouts in the first place. I really don't care for it or really anything to do with it, BUT I'm the Mom and the only parent home on Wednesday nights, so I get the short end of the straw. I realized that night that one of the reasons I don't care for it is because it is headed by MEN. Men don't know how to multitask, they don't know how to organize and make sure things get done. Men don't talk to one anther and make sure no one's being left behind......

Thursday was Chris' Birthday. We were able to get away for a little while. I took him to dinner at Joe's Crab Shack. Talk about a party atmosphere. It was all for him. He likes crab, the Deadliest Catch and eating with his fingers. I, on the other hand, don't care for seafood of any sort and could take or leave the other stuff. So, while he had surf, I attacked my turf with ferver. It was yumm-O! We all met back here at the house for gifts and cake and ice cream and cookies. It was a late night.

Friday was the company Christmas party at Carvers. So with yet another trip to Herriman to drop kiddos with grandparents, we went to hob nob with the finest employees of Family Legacy Dental. We sat with the other Doctors and their "other halves". So amongst talk of puss and misshaps and class 3 jaw deformations, I ate my chicken with finesse and style. Desert on the other hand was not quite so graceful. It fell in my lap and all over my new shirt. I'm glad I had my coat there to cover the mess when we were finally dismissed to head back to Herriman to reclaim our crew.

Tonight is TWILIGHT with the ladies. Although I'm exhausted and would love to curl up with my darling husband and watch the game with thousands of other people....oh wait, there's no curling up with my husband during ANY BYU game let alone the Holy War. I'm actually relieved to not have to be here for the final outcome. Chris' mood is vastly affected by the cougars stats, so yes, I'm looking forward to dinner and a movie with my friends, old and new. It will be late enough that things should be pretty even keel upon my return: kids in bed and husband finished expressing himself over the Cougs stats.

Tomorrow is a new day. One in which I will get myself together for Choir practice and Church but NOTHING ELSE. I will return home after dark and get my PJ's on and make Carmel Popcorn. If you want some, you'll have to come to me 'cause I aint leaving for anything for it all starts over on Monday.....

Do you Agree?

You Are Jasmine!

Independent and adventurous. You don't want much; just to break out of the guilded cage society has put you in and experience life to the fullest. Following orders isn't really one of your strong points, and you would rather live a life of poverty than being forced into something that you hate.

Which Disney Princess Are You?

Check, Check, Check

It's that time of year again where we are faced with lots of yummy choices. For most of us, these yummy choices involve butter, cream cheese, sour cream or brown sugar. Talk about packing on the pounds!

Well, you are all invited to come keep your poundage in check with a support group through the Holidays and beyond. There have been a few of us who have been meeting weekly to help each other make good choices and changes. Some of my personal accomplishments are:

• I've rid my body of Diet Coke. I still struggle here and there for my drug of choice, but I am victorious most days and drink water instead
• I can do military style push-ups. I think the most I did was 8 in a row. WOW
• I've noticed that I can hold notes longer while singing because I've increased my lung capacity through running on my treadmill.
• Things have gotten hotter in the bedroom if you catch my drift :)
• Some of you have complimented my looks as of late and I appreciate that. My "numbers" show little improvement, but having others notice my efforts is just as good.
• I make better choices throughout the day. I've started eating more often and eating better things.
• I make a list for the grocery store and stick to it. No more impulse purchases of Chocolate covered cinnamon bears and salt water taffy.
• I've met "sisters" who care about what I do to my body, both physically and emotionally. They are there to give the pep talks when I waver and they are there to rejoice in the little things.

Overall, it has been a great experience and I'm looking forward to losing through the Holiday Season rather than gaining. Come join us.

Adhis' house
9pm
Monday night
Knock lightly, don't wake her baby!

Posting to Post

Keeping with the spirit of my title, this blog is about nothing much.

On the Election: I have had an unsettled feeling since Wednesday. I can't quite put my finger on it, but I just can't seem to wrap my head around this historical time. I think that because our choices were between an African American man and a female in the white house, it just goes to show how NOT racist our country is. I'm concerned for our economy, our country and our religion. I'm disappointed that our Church is being attacked for HATRED when all we are doing is standing up for our beliefs.

On the Snow:Cold, cold, cold. I have had to put my foot down where shorts are concerned. Today, Tyler asked if he could go outside at dusk with a short-sleeved T-Shirt, shorts and flip-flops with the temp maxing out at 42 degrees. He definitely is his Father's child. Last night he was in tears because his "short" jammies were in the wash. That kids needs to learn to put some clothes on if he intends on staying healthy during this season.

On the Holidays: Kudos for me......I finished extended family shopping today! It helps when you are giving everyone the same thing. Don't worry they are individually "stylized" to match their personalities...I hope. I also will be making a Thanksgiving Journal for the month of November. I need to remind myself of the many blessings I have been given. Also, I received my first Christmas card in the mail yesterday. ARE YOU KIDDING ME??? I'm not ready to adorn my closet door with snowmen and newsletters galore. This one will have to be put away for the time being.

On Education: I have volunteered to give some of my time in my kid's classes this year. I was assigned homework checker in one class. Today was my first day and I was shocked at the wide range of abilities within this class. This teacher already has different units for Spelling, but man, there were many kids that couldn't add money or match verbs with nouns. Wow! I'm amazed at our teacher's abilities to teach children in the same classroom with such diverse learning curves. I sure couldn't do it. I'm also amazed at the number of parents that just chose not to help their children with homework. I could tell which student's packets were checked over by parents and whose were not. I guess we value education a lot more than I thought. My kids just may have a chance where college is concerned.

At first, I was concerned with the amount of time I have been committed to help in these classrooms. However, it feels wonderful to be involved in the community again and I'm glad I can not only serve the children, but the teachers as well. They certainly give their lives over to their profession often taking work home with them over weekends.

Let Freedom Ring

The Deed is done. I cast my vote at 8:45am this morning and have no desire to listen to the hub-ub of the evening reports. Give me a run down tomorrow morning and I'll be as happy as a lark.

I hate politics. I hate the mud slinging. I hate the weeding out of the hidden agendas. I hate my prime time shows being disrupted to bring me "breaking news" that can obviously wait until the 10 o'clock news. If I'm interested in the "breaking" news, I'd be watching CNN, duh!

Here's to 4 years of change....whatever that change may be.