I got the job!

Can you believe it? It was just last week, Wednesday the 5th, I lost my job. The day after I emailed in my resume to a job posted on Craigslist for a Book-keeper position. Not even an hour after emailing them, I get an email back requesting an interview. I interview that day, Thursday the 6th, and have a good feeling I have the job but not 100% sure. Today, Monday the 10th, they call offering me the job! Well, not exactly the job I interviewed for. It turns out they were also hiring for a Receptionist position but had just filled it a week before. Well I guess the girl they hired has been pretty shady so they offered me that position being they need that filled first. I was just a tad dissapointed as I was really looking forward to the bookkeeping position and Im starting out less than what Im making now, but who am I to complain? I have a job!! A huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders and feel like I can breathe again. I went to bed last night with a migraine and woke up this morning with it lingering and feeling sick to my stomach. I know its from stressing out over not having a job and not knowing whats gonna happen to us because of it. Well, now I know everything is going to be okay.

Jobless

Thats right, I am now jobless, as of next Friday that is. Im home right now trying to gather myself and gain some composer so I can go back to work and pretend that Im glad to be there even though I was just laid off. LAID OFF! UGH! I officially hate this economy. As much as I feel horrible right now for myself and my family, I feel even worse for those that have been at my job for 20 years and being laid off. My boss told me about a couple others and it just down right sucks. So, here I go again with the job search. Prayers right now would be much appreciated.

Baby Making

I think a lot lately, and so a lot of it is coming out on this wonderful blog of mine. Which Im really grateful for cause someday I will be able to look back at it and know I will be even more grateful then. Till then, lets vent.

My ponderings for the day is children, and the bearing of them. Not in the literal sense. More about the timing of children. It seems that no matter what decision we make these days about having children there is always a judgement. We either have too many, have them to close to one another, have them too soon, or in my case, have them too late. Ive been married 3 years and dont have any children. In the eyes of some LDS people James and I are sinners. And Im not just pulling that out of my behind, a teacher at school even said it. One of James class mates was furious one day coming into class and asked her what was wrong. Well in her previous religious class her teacher bashed on married couples who were waiting to have children for any reason. Said they were sinners. She herself had been married for 2 years and wasnt planning on having children for another 3-4. I was just as outraged as her when he told me about that! I understand we are commanded to multiply and replenish the earth, but did God give us a specific time frame on when to? Im pretty there isnt any scripture that says "You must conceive your first child after being married for no longer than 6 months." Its sad that there are people out there who dont consider that there are some personal and serious reasons why people wait to have children. But first and formost, it is in no ones place to make a judement about something that personal to begin with. Whether we have 2, 4 or 8 kids, it is no ones job to decide that except you, your spouse and Heavenly Father. It seems people these days have forgotten that ones own personal revelation trumps whatever any one else's judgements are.

Heres to imperfect people in a perfect church. I know Im one of them, so I will try to be more patient with matters like this. Its gonna be a long road...

Wow...Really?!!

So I am really perplexed right now...I dont understand people sometimes!! Let me explain: I just read a blog where the parents decided to have some fun with their newborn who is only 3 weeks old. 3 weeks old! So the Mom wrapped her little one up in a Moby wrap then put on a oversized life jacket and took her on a wave runner--a wave runner!! 3 weeks old!! I dont know, maybe Im freaking out over nothing, or am I? I just dont see how anyone in their right mind would do something like that...so Im curious as to what your thoughts are...enlighten me please!

True Humility

Here is a very interesting story I just read and felt compelled to share. Makes me think about what truly is important in this life, even though he had contrary religious beliefs than I have. I keep hearing stories about people spending more money than they actually have, just to have that big house, nice car or fun, expensive items. I dont get it. James was really nice to me this past Christmas and bought me a newer car because he knew I loved it. But after a change of plans and moving out here to Idaho for James to be in school, I dont feel right driving it. So we are selling it and I will be driving something older but still dependable. We can afford it to keep the car, thats not a problem. But something about James being in college and me driving a new car just doesnt sit right with me. Dont get me wrong, as soon as James gets out of college Im not gonna hurry and buy myself a new car, thats not what Im saying. Its all a matter of living withing your means. I think what has got me to this point is seeing everyone going into debt or at least on the path just to have their nice, fancy things to show off to the world. Its sad to see really. So heres to this guy, who had the wealth but chose to live a humble a life.

July 27, 2009
Every day on NPR, listeners hear funding credits — or, in other words, very short, simple commercials.

A few weeks ago, a new one made it to air: "Support for NPR comes from the estate of Richard Leroy Walters, whose life was enriched by NPR, and whose bequest seeks to encourage others to discover public radio."

NPR's Robert Siegel wondered who Walters was. So Siegel Googled him.
An article in the online newsletter of a Catholic mission in Phoenix revealed that Walters died two years ago at the age of 76. He left an estate worth about $4 million. Along with the money he left for NPR, Walters also left money for the mission.

But something distinguished Walters from any number of solvent, well-to-do Americans with seven-figure estates: He was homeless.

Walters was a retired engineer from AlliedSignal Corp.; an honors graduate of Purdue with a master's degree; and a Marine. Walters never married, didn't have children and was estranged from his brother. But he wasn't friendless.

Rita Belle, a registered nurse, met Walters at a senior center 13 years ago.
"He always came in with a little backpack on and a cap on," Belle tells Siegel. "And always kind of looked at me, but [was] very reserved. And I'm very outgoing and outspoken. So I said to him, 'Hey, you got a minute can we sit down to visit?' And we'd have coffee there at the senior center."

Belle and Walters became friends. Belle stayed with Walters when he was ill. She became his nurse and ultimately the executor of his estate — as well as one of the beneficiaries — despite fundamental differences between them.

"He was an atheist and I'm a very profound practicing Catholic, and I'd never met an atheist," Belle says. "And that just blew my mind that somebody could not believe in the Lord."
Belle volunteers at the mission in Phoenix, which like NPR and several other nonprofits got about $400,000 from Walters.

Belle knew him as a very well-informed man who could fix her air conditioning — someone she just assumed had a place to live. Then he told her that he had no home. She heard that he slept on the grounds of the senior center. He told her he ate at the hospital and used a telephone there or at the center.

"And I'm sure that's when he was making his trades and so on," Belle says. "He was involved in investing; we talked investments a lot." Belle says Walters even did his own income taxes.
When Walters retired, he evidently retired from the world of material comforts. He didn't have a car.

"He just gave up all of the material things that we think we have to have," Belle says. "You know, I don't know how we gauge happiness. What's happy for you might not be happy for me. I never heard him complain."

Evidently, among his few possessions was a radio. Hence those announcements listeners hear now and again on NPR stations.

Heres to 3 Years

Married July 27th, 2006

Happy Anniversary to us!

Lesson #27: Peace in Troubled Times

James and I had the opportunity to teach Sunday school for the 12-13 year olds this past Sunday for our friends that normally teach the class. It was a great experience and am grateful for the lesson. It was about George Albert Smith and his amazing faith in the gospel and his Heavenly Father. The stories shared in the lesson about his example of faith are truly remarkable. Heres one that touched me deeply:

One evening George Albert Smith stayed in the home of some members along with several other elders and the mission president, J. Golden Kimball. That night, as they slept, a mob gathered. President Smith relates:

"About midnight we were awakened with a terrible shouting and yelling from the outside. President Kimball [J. Golden] jumped up and started to dress. … The men pounded on the door and used filthy language, ordering the Mormons to come out that they were going to shoot them. President Kimball asked me if I wasn’t going to get up and dress and I told him no, I was going to stay in bed, that I was sure the Lord would take care of us. In just a few seconds the room was filled with shots. Apparently the mob had divided itself into four groups and were shooting into the corners of the house. Splinters were flying over our heads in every direction. There were a few moments of quiet, then another volley of shots was fired and more splinters flew. I felt absolutely no terror. I was very calm as I lay there, experiencing one of the most horrible events of my life, but I was sure that as long as I was preaching the word of God and following his teachings that the Lord would protect me, and he did” (George Albert Smith, “How My Life Was Preserved,” in A Story to Tell, comp. Primary Association General Board and the Deseret Sunday School Union Board [Salt Lake City: Deseret Book Co., 1945], pp. 155–56)."

I freak out when theres a bee near by! I cant even imagine how I would react to people shooting at me. But he had absolute PEACE in his heart, knowing that the Lord would protect him. What an example he is to us that if we just put our faith in God, only good can come about.

We then played a game of "Concentration", or "Memory" as some of you might know it by. It was centered around Ephesians 6: 10-18, scripture of armor as I call it. If we just 'put on the whole armor of God' we will be protected in all things and have a stronger testimony.

This world increasingly challenges our faith in God and our standards of righteousness. If we would be “able to stand,” as Paul says, we must prepare now by “wearing” the “armor of righteousness.” With it we can move forward knowing that all will be well. Our righteousness will bring us peace even in the midst of troubled times. Let us help each other to stand “on the Lord’s side.”

Just Awesome

It was so exciting to see a past contestant choreograph this AMAZING dance, which was danced so BEAUTIFULLY by these two SUPERB dancers. This seriously made my Wednesday night.

What Lifts My Spirits

I turn to these inspirational works of art and it reminds me how beautiful this world is even with all the misery. Im grateful God gave us music and dance to lift my spirits in time of need.

Thought for the day...

I am a very self reflective person. In doing so, I tend to be quite hard on myself. I sometimes let what people say, do or act determine my self worth. I let a lot get to me, ultimately bringing me down. I think too much. Im emotional. Sensitive. I am a woman. Most of all, I am a child of God. Through all my weaknesses and faults, He still loves me. He is the only person who knows who I REALLY am, even when I dont. He helps me realize that I can make those weaknesses my strengths, and in doing so become a better person. At the end of the day, I forget all the negative, all the hurt and pain, and remember I choose my own happiness. And no one can take that away from me. I may forget at times, but deep down I am a child of God, and He LOVES me.

I wanted to share this not only for myself to look back on, but for my children one day to read and to know who there mother is. I want my children to know that their mother has a testimony of this amazing Gospel, and the peace and happiness it can bring to our lives. It is only through our Savior that we can recieve that eternal happiness. Its not an easy journey, but it is one that is worth while. I am eternally grateful for my testimony, and hope to be able to share it with as many as possible. If there is any gift I could ever give, the greatest of all would be the gospel. That is what I most of all want my children to know.

Angels Among Us

I have been having a hard time at work lately. There have been complaints from certain individuals, (whom I have no idea who) who have been complaining that I do not answer the phones quickly enough and that I am not doing my job adaquetly. Not to mention many fingers being pointed at me lately outside of work. Well I know that I am doing my best, the best that I can when there are up to 4 calls coming in at a time to answer as many as I can. And doing my best at going above and beyond of what is asked of me. Its sad that there are some people in this world that just have to complain about something to fulfill there day, and end up taking it out on someone that doesnt deserve it. Well, there is a sweet young gentlemen with Down Syndrome that works here that helps out with cleaning around the building, and well lets just say he made my day. There were multiple calls coming in at once, and I was making sure they got where they needed to go, and upon finally getting off the phone, he walks by and simply says, "Your doing a good job" with a smile on his face. He has been my little angel for the day.

Ok, I lied...

...so I said I was going to take a break. I get in these moods where I feel compelled to distance myself from the world. I feel its better for me to just maintain my distance in hopes not to implode on everyone around me. But as it turns out, I just cant stay away, theres just too much to write about! Plus, Im over my moodiness. Im done being female, as James would put it.

Ok, so what is it that I have to write about so badly to go against my word of staying away? Her name is Ree Drumond. Ive written about her several times, as far as her recipes go. But what I havent shared is that she is a remarkable writer who radiates joy and happiness. She shares her everyday life in her blog/website which you can find located in the top right hand corner of my blog, titled The Pioneer Woman. Even reading her recipes you cant help but laugh at the way she shares them, theres a story in everything she writes about!

Well the one thing that I have enjoyed the most reading on her website is her story about how her and Marlboro Man (her nickname for her husband) met, fell in love and eventually marry. It has been quite the journey, reading it has really been such a joy. I have been so looking forward to knowing exactly how it ends, cause we all know they obviously got hitched, its the journey on how they got there thats so interesting. Well I finally read the final contribution to her "Black Heels to Tractor Wheels" today, and I cant help but feel touched, truly affected but what she wrote. I cant really explain why or how, but it moved me. We all have stuggles in our life, and for me, they just keep on piling up and I have a hard time of sorting through them and figuring out the best way of managing them to not "stink" up my life. And then you come upon certain readings that help lighten the load, put some perspective on your life, and make you realize that your not alone. Make you remember what brought you to where you are and that it is a good thing. I just love those moments. So thank you Ree Drumond, the Pioneer Woman. From the bottom of my heart. I encourage you to go read it here.