I Believe

So CUTE!

2011-07-06T17:57:00.000-06:00

My niece is getting baptized and asked me to take her pics. I love these ones!

People I love in the Summer of 2010

2010-10-03T11:31:00.001-06:00

Momma Squaw

2010-07-16T20:46:00.000-06:00

I have taken on a new "hat" to wear this year. I am still working at Spectrum Charter, but I am also taking on the world of Cheerleading again. I am going to coach the local HS Cheerleaders. This has been really fun and I was able to take a few pics of my girls....

Park City Pics

2010-07-16T20:32:00.001-06:00

There is nothing better than going on vacation and coming home with some amazing pictures!

Friends

2010-03-30T17:13:00.000-06:00

I love my children. I love my husband. I love my calling in the Church. I love my job. BUT-I miss my friends! When I get on Facebook and see all the things my friends are doing together...my heart hurts. I miss talking with them, hanging out with them, laughing, and reminising. In honor of my inner circle of trust I would like to say this:

I've heard it said

That people come into our lives for a reason

Bringing something we must learn

And we are led

To those who help us most to grow

If we let them

And we help them in return

Well, I don't know if I believe that's true

But I know I'm who I am today

Because I knew you...

It well may be

That we will never meet again

In this lifetime

So let me say before we part

So much of me

Is made of what I learned from you

You'll be with me

Like a handprint on my heart

And now whatever way our stories end

I know you have re-written mine

By being my friend...

Like a ship blown from its mooring

By a wind off the sea

Like a seed dropped by a skybird

In a distant wood

Who can say if I've been

Changed for the better?

I do believe I have been

Changed for the better

And because I knew you...

I have been changed for good...

-Kristen Chenoweth (Wicked)

I want you all to know I love you and I miss you and I hope to spend quality time with all of you soon!

Let it snow

2010-02-20T19:36:00.000-07:00

Well, if it is going to snow, I may as well take advantage of the beauty.

Field Trip

2010-02-20T19:33:00.000-07:00

These are some pics I took of Hunter on his field trip. I had my little camera, but am very pleased with the way these turned out! Thanks boys for letting me get at least one serious picture of you all!

White Roses

2010-02-06T15:08:00.000-07:00

Any question why White Roses are my favorite?? Thanks Dave I love them!

When was the last time you cried?

2009-12-08T19:25:00.000-07:00

I know you all get them, the emails that want to know more about you. What your middle name is, favorite color, food, ect. And without fail the question "When was the last time you cried?" is always on there. I would like to explore that a little bit, and I mean a little bit. Here is a slight opening into my thoughts on crying. Emotion. Deep emotion.

My face is the book to how I feel or what I think. I do not try to hide fear, anxiety, joy, anger, or frustration. These emotions are on my face for the world to see. But that is where I draw the line. Crying is not something I am comfortable with. There is a reason I refuse to read certain books and watch certain movies. It is not cleansing for me to cry, so the chick flicks are not something I enjoy. But the good news is (and I am sure you are on the edge of your seat) I do infact cry, a lot. And I am here to tell you when and were, then the question that haunts me can haunt me no more.

Let me first start with defining crying. Crying, to me, is tears in your eyes (may or may not spill over) and an ache in your heart. Sobbing is another beast...I do not do that! So let me tell you what makes me cry and when the last time I did it.

Love. Love for my country. Love for the American Flag, for the National Anthem, for the Star Spangeled Banner, for the Pledge of Alliegence. Love for the soliders and their families that sacrifice all they have. Love for the Olympics and the pride I feel when I watch the athletes compete for my country. Love for my religion. Love for my Savior Jesus Christ. Love for my Heavenly Father, the scriptures, the callings, and the blessings poured down upon my head. Love for my religious leaders, the time and effort they put into their calling, the familes that allow them to do so. Love for my family and the knowledge that I have taken a path they did not have planned for me.

Children. Children with disabilities, that are treated unfairly. Children with disabilities that are treated fairly but still have the cursed disability. The breath taking beauty of my children. The God given talents that they are blessed with and watching them perform with those talents. Listening to them tell me of their hopes, dreams, and ambitions. The unbelievably open future at their fingertips. Stepping back and watching them interact with others. Hearing others compliment them on their special Spirit. Seeing sickness devour their bodies. The fear of heartaches they have to endure as part of life. The thought of one day letting them go, having to step back, trusting the world to love them as much as I do. The frustration of not being able to give them all they desire. Looking them in the eyes and seeing disappointment. Knowing they are mine. Mine to protect, mine to hold, mine to love.

Music. Anything by Enya, John Schmidt, or Paul Cardall. Song Titles: You Belong With Me by Taylor Swift, Fireflies by Faith Hill and Ocean City, Second Chance by Shinedown, Over the Rainbow by everyone, White Flag by Dido, Doesn't Matter by Linkin Park, The Reason by Hoobastank, Fall for You by Secondhand Serinade, My Immortal by Evenascence, Whatever It Takes, Lifehouse, What About Now by Chris Daughtry, Breathe in Breathe out by Matt Kearney. Any and all Musicals, especially when a dear friend is performing in it, or my daughter. The one musical admitedly openly weaped at was Wicked in New York City. Soundtracks that can transport me back to the movie, taking me away from the stress and kaos of my life. Lord of the Rings, of course, and don't leave out Pirates of the Carribbean, and Harry Potter. Peter Pan, Legends of the Fall, Last Samauri, Narnia, Memoirs of a Geisha, Stardust, Beowulf, Last of the Mohicans, Slumdog Millionaire, Pans Labrinyth, August Rush, Kingdom of Heaven, and Gladiator. Hans Zimmer and Alan Silvestri are well known names at my house. Music that can take my heart and wrench it, tug at it, lift it, or dash it away. And many many more artists that have slipped my mind...

So when was the last time I cried? Every minute of every day.

Pics

2009-11-25T16:14:00.000-07:00

These are some pictures I took of my nephew this week.

Friendship

2009-08-21T09:19:00.003-06:00

Sunday was an inspirational day for me. We had a great RS lesson from the Joseph Smith manual on friendship. Joseph Smith said some very profound things that made me reflect on my feelings about friendship. Some of the attributes of friendship were, "...faithful, long suffering, noble, true, companion, social, kind, generous, mirth loving, holy, pure, just, undaunted, firm, unchangeable." When I look at that list I can think of many many friends that fit that description and, like Joseph Smith, I feel greatly blessed.
"I don't care what a man's character is; if he is my friend-a true friend, I will be a friend to him, and preach the Gospel of salvation to him, and give him good counsel, helping him out of his difficulties." In one of my book clubs we discussed what animal we are most like, a couple of friends said I was closest to a Wolf. Fierce and deadly if crossed, but loyal and protective to the pack. My friends are many things, but none of them are perfect and I try to look past that to the heart. They are my friends and no matter what others say about them, or how they are judged I continue to stand by them, giving them advice when needed, and hopefully peace of mind when they are troubled. That is what loyal means to me. I may not agree with what they do, but I never leave them alone in their trials. And on the flip side, friends may not agree with me, or what I do, but knowing they support me gives me the lift I need to keep going.
The last paragraph I really liked was a letter Joseph Smith wrote while he was in hiding, "These I have met in prosperity, and they were my friends; and I now meet them in adversity, and they are still my warmer friends. These love the God that I serve; they love the truths that I promulgate; they love those virtuous, and those holy doctrines that I cherish in my bosom with the warmest feelings of my heart, and with that zeal which cannot be denied..." Trials are the true test of friendships. I have a handful of friends that I have been through the fire with and they are still my truest and most loyal friends. They forgive me my weaknesses, my grouchy days, my weeks of no phone call, and they still come to my aide at a moments notice. I can only hope that I am also that type of friend to them. "...that I may toil for them, and administer to their comfort also. They shall not want a friend while I live; my heart shall love those, and my hands shall toil for those, who love and toil for me, and shall ever be found faithful to my friends. Shall I be ungrateful? Verily No! God forbid!"

Pictures I Love!

2009-08-05T17:06:00.002-06:00

Here are a few pictures I took of beautiful things and people. I hope you will all look at these pictures and have a strong desire to save a 3rd world country. This will aide me in my endevours to save the world via my new camera! Thank you!

The People I Love

2009-08-05T16:47:00.001-06:00

This is a picture of the children I love more than life. We are at Antelope Island and my fabulous sister A took the pic of us!

Friends and Lunch

2009-08-05T16:30:00.001-06:00

Yesterday was a blast from the past. M who I went to elementary school, Jr. High, High School, and roomed for with 2 years at Ricks College, contacted S (who went to Ricks with us) and I. Thank heavens for M and her determination to get us together, because she set up a "play date" for us and we got together for an afternoon of catching up. Our kids had fun playing in the water and we had fun chatting and laughing. It was so good to see them again and I look forward to our "girls only" night when we can shed the children! We did miss M2 who couldn't make it from a state far away :( and hope to catch her the next time she is in town!
I walked away rejuvenated, feeling younger, and joyful. These ladies are great examples to me and their friendship means a lot. It was a breath of fresh air, uplifting, and I could go on and on about how wonderful it was...but I will spare you the bliss!
I did however have an incident on the way out of the park which gave us all something to say: Hayden: "Did that guy want to marry you? I don't want him to be my dad!" Hunter: "Is that the craziest man you have ever met? Compare that to the guys in NY...which is worse?" Harley: (rolling her 13 year old eyes) "He should have been talking to me!" What a way to end the day!

HP6

2009-07-17T16:23:00.008-06:00

Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince just came out in theatres and I was lucky enough to be invited to help throw one of the biggest Hogsmead Festivals in the state of Utah. D and I went as Fred and George Weasley. It was a kick in the pants to mess my hair up and then look D right in the face and begin a serious conversation!J an old "midnight showing" friend ( standing in the background) was in charge of the festival and he did the most amazing job! It was really fun because, we met up with old midnight movie friends (I am not sure if it is a good thing or not, but there were many people there that recognized me and called me by the name capt. jac...then looked at me and said, "what is your real name?"), and made new ones. It was fun looking at everyone in costume...takes me back to my youth (or the last midnight movie I went to...)

Lucius Malfoy and Belletrix Lestrange freaked us out so much that we had to take a picture with them. We tried to get them to smile, being Fred and George, but we were shot down one joke after another. In my opinion they should have won the costume contest!

Here we are the Happy Weasley family. Mum, Fred and George, Ginny, and Ron...ahhhh the memories! (And yes, this was one of those hair moments!)

Then we have Professor Dumbledore, Professor Trelawny, us, and Ginny (that little sister of ours just tags along...little sisters!) And good 'ol Hagrid. Wouldn't be a party with out him!

And last but not least we have the Gryffendor Quidditch Team of which we are a part of...Beaters we are! The best in the business.

Can you feel it?

2009-06-28T21:09:00.010-06:00

A couple posts ago I wrote about the need for a new camera. I wrote about the things I would do with a new camera like: bring world peace, build schools in 3rd world country's and such. Well, I am proud and giddy with joy to announce the arrival of my new Sony a350. I would like you to know I am still learning how to shoot amazing photo's, but while I am learning I think I have taken some doozies.

I honestly have no idea who this woman is, but I loved her dog and she was so cute trying to teach her to jump in the water I could not resist. (Does this make you want to build a school in Africa?)

This is a picture of my nephew's hands. His dad was holding him at Wheeler Farm and I looked over and a vision of world peace came to my mind. (Do you feel like the world is more at peace after viewing this photo?)

For an Enrichment Group we are doing a Photo Class. As one of our "lessons" we went up to the temple and took some pictures of the flowers. Unfortunately the hail storm that happened the day before gave us slim pick'ns because the flowers were pretty thrashed, but I got a few good ones! (Does this make you want to read a book and become more knowledgeable?)

I took this picture at Bear World in Rexburg, Idaho. This little guy was just hanging out in his den and I loved him. (Does this make you want to hug your loved ones?)

This is in Yellowstone National Park. We went there for a family vacation this month and I got some beautiful shots of nature at it's finest. (Do you feel like exercising and eating healthy foods after viewing these photo's?)

So in the end I feel like I am well on my way to achieving my goals. As long as you keep viewing and reading my messages (of peace, love, and knowledge) this world will slowly become a better place!

Slumdog Millionaire

2009-05-11T09:15:00.006-06:00

In 2 words: BRILLIANT/BEAUTIFUL

In many words: This is one of the best movies I have seen all year. In fact, this movie is easily in my top 3 favorite movies (The Last Samurai, Lord Of The Rings, and Slumdog Millionaire). Slumdog Millionaire is a story about an orphaned boy who made it onto the T.V. show Who Wants To Be A Millionaire. When Jamal is 1 question away from winning 1 Million Rupee's he is arrested and charged with cheating. The police interrogate him (Jack Bauer style) but find out that he knew the answers not because he went to school and had knowledge, but because of where is life led him as a young orphan. The movie flashes back to his youth as he explains how he knew each answer.

Slumdog Millionaire left me feeling sad, happy, entranced, angered, compassionate, free, stunned, delighted, smiling and uplifted. I have not stopped thinking about this movie all weekend and plan on purchasing it soon. I will be watching it often and I look forward to the day when I can share this movie with my kids. The music defiantly helped sell the movie for me, we purchased the soundtrack and have listened to it all weekend.

This movie is rated R because of torture and violence. However, after telling my kids the story of the movie there were 3 scenes I let my children see. I believe that the story was told so beautifully I wanted to share that with my kids. I would not let my children watch the entire show, just enough for them to get the point. My husband and I did have to turn on the subtitles after about 10 minutes of trying to decipher the English. I am glad we did, it really helped us with words we would have otherwise missed. I recommend this movie to any adult who wishes to be inspired.

Jodi Picoult

2009-05-07T08:49:00.009-06:00

April was the month of Picoult for me. I started listening to My Sister's Keeper on my iPod while reading The Pact without considering what my mental state would be at the end of the month.

I will start my reviews with My Sister's Keeper. It is a book about a family with a child suffering from leukemia. Because of this, Anna was conceived as a "harvest child" and genetically engineered, through in vitro fertilization, so that she would be a genetic match for her older sister Kate. When Anna was born, her cord blood was donated to her sister, but when the leukemia returned she then had to donate blood and bone marrow. Kate's kidney's fail when she is sixteen and Anna is thirteen. Kate's only chance for survival is a kidney transplant. Because she would be a closer match than an unrelated donor and no other family member is a match, Anna is expected to donate one of her own kidneys to save her sister. Anna decides to hire a lawyer to become medically emancipated from her parents in order to gain the right to make decisions about her "donateable" body parts. Her parents, mainly her mother, fight her every step of the way refusing to see Anna's or Kate's needs over the need to have a child live.

This book was a soul searching journey for me. I do not have a terminally ill child, but I do have a child with a disability and he needs a lot of extra love, care, money, and time. As mad as I was at Anna's mother it forced me to my knees when I thought of what I would and DO do for my child. I realized how much my other children suffer at the face of H. This book made me look hard at the deep love I do have for my 2 older children. I see the pain in their eyes every time we have an "unfair" moment at our house, while simultaneously seeing the pain in the eyes of H because his LIFE is "unfair". I am a mother stuck between a rock and a hard place which, much to my displeasure, made me identify to the mother in this novel. I hated her but I understood her. At one point in the book Sara, the mother, has no sympathy for Anna (who is in pain after donating marrow to Kate) when Kate has pain every day of her life. The realization made my toes curl and my fists clench...until I remembered the lack of empathy I have for my 2 children. Painfully I remembered thoughts such as: "I expect this from H, I should not have to deal with it from you" or "you have no right to complain about how hard your life is...have you seen your brother's lately?". I was horrified at the face in the mirror.

This book had me in tears daily, mourning their sick daughter, their "not sick" daughter, and "not there" son. I looked into my heart and saw how much each of my children mean to me individually and am trying to express that to them. I believe reading this book has made me a better mother and person. I recommend this book to anyone, yet I have no desire to re-live it through the movie coming out in June.

Now, onto The Pact. One word: Haunting. This novel terrified me, angered me, stunned me (as in taser-stunned). Here it is in a nutshell: A suicide pact between a boy and a girl. One dies, one lives.

If you are a parent continue reading at your own risk...For eighteen years the Hartes and the Golds have lived next door to each other. Parents and children alike have been best friends, so it's no surprise that in high school Chris and Emily's friendship blossoms into something more. They've been soul mates since they were born. So when midnight calls from the hospital come in, no one is ready for the appalling truth: Emily is dead at seventeen from a gunshot wound to the head. There is still a bullet in the gun that Chris took from his father's cabinet-- a bullet that Chris tells police he intended for himself. After an autopsy Chris is taken into custody and a trial takes place.

This book for me was like driving down the freeway and seeing a horrible car wreck. You know that whatever you see will haunt you forever, yet you can't look away. Both sets of parents dealt with the tragedy differently yet horribly. The raw fact that your child could be suffering for YEARS and you, as the mother or father did not know it, was too much for my heart. Micheal, Emily's father, took the stand and said something to the effect of: it is easier to point the finger than to admit that you did not know your daughter was in pain, that you failed her. (And the tears for all the wrongs you have done as a parent start to flow). In my mind there was no good way to end the book, too many lives were shattered by horror to pick up the pieces and go on. This tragedy is truly the definition of hell for a parent. Even so, the actual ending was very very disappointing more so because of the authors admission to "not wanting to get hate mail". I think Picoult knew how the book needed to end, but took it the other way and I was not impressed. I would not recommend this book and pray they do not make it into a movie!

Both of these books really made me look inside myself and face the demons that we all have. My best friend once said, "It is the realization that hurts the most". After reading these books I understand what she means I have always known-but facing them hurts worse than the knowledge of them.

Now that I have finished these 2 books I will be taking a couple weeks to recover in the sun thinking happy thoughts of my children's future before I start 19 minutes, another one of Picoult's books that is sure to throw my emotions into a tailspin...I know, I know, gluten for punishment.

Girly (to the tune of Loathing from Wicked)

2009-04-26T09:44:00.011-06:00

"What is this feeling so sudden and new,

I felt the moment I laid eyes on you.

My pulse is rushing
My head is reeling

My face is flushing

What is this feeling?

Fervid as a flame

Does it have a name?

Yes"...[girly]

Unadulterated [girly]

For [my] face

[My] voice

[My] clothing

Let's just say

I [love] it all

Ev'ry little trait, however small

Makes my very flesh begin to [glow]

With simple [beauty product]

There's a strange exhilaration

In such total ['fashionation']

It's so pure, so strong!

Though I do admit it came on fast

Still I do believe that it can last

And I will be [girly]

[Girly]

My whole life long!

A New Camera For Me...

2009-03-16T12:23:00.005-06:00

Here are 3 good reasons I need a new camera:

The sad news about these beautiful pictures is that my camera did NOT take them...my camera would have made them out of focus and the pixel's would have been grainy. No the truth is my sister took these pictures with her AMAZING camera that I think I should have. I believe that I would help the economy, or build a school in Tibet, or even bring world peace with a new camera that could take stunning pictures. I believe that when I took a picture (and I would be taking them non stop with a new camera!!) people would stop and stare, stunned at the beauty of my pictures and that would inspire people to do great things (such as build a school in Tibet, then I would be asked to go and take a stunningly beautiful picture of it). Maybe my sister and I could go into business together and that would bring family peace-Ok, ok, maybe I should be happy I have a camera and a family and focus on that...ha focus...but wow I would look great with a new camera, I would definitely do great things with a new camera...

Grigori Rasputin

2009-03-09T12:23:00.001-06:00

Since the beginning of my reading life Grigori Rasputin and the Romanov Family have been an itch I just could not satisfy with one or two scratches. Their lives fascinate, horrify, and intrigue me to no end. That is why when I discovered the book Rasputin's Daughter, I was delighted. While I was reading the book I felt like I couldn't soak the words up fast enough which lead me to read it again 1 year later. I had done more research on the mysterious monk and reading it a second time was much more enjoyable. Then I suggested the book to my book club and after 3 years of having it on the list it finally made it into a month! I am so excited for my friends to read this book and get their opinions on it.

Rasputin was born a peasant in the small village in Siberia. When he was young his family noticed he had healing abilities. The Tsarista of Russia, Queen Victoria's granddaughter- Aleksandria, heard of this humble peasant who had the ear of God, she petitioned him to visit her. Her request was that he, Rasputin, heal her son and heir of Russia, Alexi.

Rasputin's Daughter is a book about the time Rasputin spent healing the young Tsarovich, his devilish deeds he performed in the name of God, and his daughter's relationship to him and to his murderers. The story starts at the beginning of the downfall of the Tsar and ends with the murder of Grigori Rasputin.

The book tells us that the desperate relationship between the Tsarista and Rasputin was the fuel the revolutionist needed to bring down the Romanov Family.

Rasputin, as much as he intrigues me, was in fact, a disgusting peasant who had no education, ate all meals with his hands, drank until he fell to the floor, and molested women by the dozens. Rasputin had power and whatever evil deed he required of them, they must have felt it was worth his healing hands or his note of favor because they surrounded him daily. There are few people in the world that have been born of lowly birth and risen only to bring down an entire nation, Rasputin was one of them. I look forward to hearing what my book club has to say about this book and this man the Russians called Father Rasputin.

Inkheart

2009-02-23T11:11:00.000-07:00

This month the kids have been listening to Inkheart by Cornelia Funke. I read this book 5 years ago and LOVED it. I loved the darkness of the villains, it seemed like someone finally got it right with how dark and evil villains should be. The idea was amazing and I was hooked. I got my book club to read it and they also liked it. This year I thought my kids were old enough to handle the book, so we opened it up and started to read. They were instantly hooked when Dustfinger appeared at Meggie and Mo's doorstep. We listened to most of the book and the characters came to life for us, the narrator did such an amazing job reading it.

Much to our delight the movie Inkheart came out last month and we couldn't wait to watch it. We were worried it would be scary and dark, maybe too much for some of us. But we put on our brave heart and went as a family so excited for the adventure.

I had high hopes for this movie, Andy Serkis has been a long time favorite villain of mine, and I couldn't wait to see what Basta and Flat Nose looked like. But much to our disappointment the villains were more comical and nonsensy than scary and dark. Basta was a short, greasy, man with a small mustache. He was shorter than everyone which took the fright right out of him. Flat Nose, well, he was silly more than scary. Hayden said, "Flat Nose was an idiot, he was not scary at all, he looked like a dork. In the book his nose was missing not gigantic." Capricorn, played by Andy Serkis, just didn't capture the pure ink dark heart of Capricorn, I expected him to start mumbling about his "precious" at any moment (I could not help giggling when he was angry..."stupid fat hobbit"). Even my kids were disappointed in the characters. They really wanted to see what Basta looked like because they were afraid of him. Dustfinger was exactly as we pictured him, Paul Bettany did a great job, he was believable and we were sad for him just like in the book. And Farid was as I pictured him, but the kids thought he would be younger and shorter. Farid was Hunter's favorite character so he was a bit disappointed, but the rest of us were happy with him.

In the end, the movie was a great family film. It was not scary in the least bit, or intense really. If you want the full emotion and feeling of a great story I recommend you read the book, the movie felt like such a let down...to bad 'cause we LOVED the book! I would wait until it comes out on DVD and then only rent it from Red Box ($1) I am glad we went, I am glad the kids watched it, but the consensus was we would not watch it again. However, on the way home the kids asked when we can start reading Inkspell (the sequel). I love books and I love when my kids love books too! Long live the written word!

The Book Thief

2009-01-29T12:26:00.000-07:00

World War II. An event the "Greatest Generation" does not like to talk about. A momment in time where some people gave in to the fear and hate, but some people did not. It breaks my heart to read of the inhumane events that took place during that time, but I am fascinated by the true life stories of those who have risen from the ashes.

To be a Jew at that time...no words can express the sorrow. This book touches on what it was like to be a Jew from the start to the finish. It also talks about what it was like to be a German during the war, a story no one has ever told me before. The German families were given the choice to support the Fuhrer or die like the Jews. Hitler convinced an entire nation to willingly allow human suffering on such a vast scale. Those who tried to resist like Hans and Alex, were recruited and made to serve as soldiers for a cause they didn't believe in. This is a tale of the Jew, but it is also the tale of the German. Not the German consumed with hate and burning, but the German that is consumed with fear and sorrow.

This book is about the power of words. The words that took down a world. The words that took down neighborhoods. The words that took down families. "It's a burning testament to how words can overcome adversity, but also to how they have in extreme circumstances been used to create fanatic hatred. It's about the tragedy of what happens to the human soul when the power to express or write words is taken away from it. It shows that whilst words are an inspiring force in translating feelings, and in expressing the inexpressible, they can also destroy the very things that we hold most dear. They help us to survive and to endure the loss of those that don't."

Which leads me to my next thought: survivors guilt. "To live. Living was living. The price was guilt and shame." (pg 227) There are many examples of this in the book. Rudy's father, Hans, Robert, Max. "When they come and ask you for one of your children, ...you're supposed to say yes." (pg 446)

Zusak has written this book from Death's point of view. He took words (death, war, and sorrow) and painted them in such a way that you could smell it, taste it, touch it, and see it. "For me, the sky was the colour of Jews. When their bodies had finished scouring for gaps in the door, their souls rose up. their fingernails had scratched the wood and in some cases were nailed into it by the sheer force of desperation, and their spirits came towards me, into my arms. We climbed out of those shower facilities, onto the roof and up, into eternity's certain breadth. They just kept feeding me. Minute after minute. Shower after shower." (pg 372)

This book is one I recommend to anyone, children, young adults, adults. This is a book that will open your eyes to the power of words and the power of love.

Hotel for Dogs

2009-01-20T12:40:00.000-07:00

I am trying to figure out when I became an 'animal lover'. This is not something that I was raised to be. I was taught by my dad to respect animals and coexist with them, I was taught by my many cousins and friends to be terrified of them, but there was never the heart melting and wanting to hold them in my childhood, youth, or young adult life.
We have seen 2 movies this winter that have really got me thinking. And when people ask me if it they were good movies, I think about whether these people like dogs or not in order to answer them.

First was 'Marley and Me' Of course, Marley reminded us of Shrute our yellow lab (who lives with Kimmy now) and we cried because we miss him so much (I know...why would we miss the destructive, depressed, ADHD dog?) And when he dies in the end...well it was a blubbering mess of tears for our family! (I previously posted about a book I read that also messed with my dog Psyche) Then this past weekend we went to see "Hotels for Dogs".

One of the lead actors was a Boston Terrier and we all OHHHHHed and AHHHHHed that it looked just like Charlie our little Boston. There were many homeless, ugly, dirty dogs in this movie and we laughed at some of them. But for the most part as each new dog was introduced there was a collective "OHHHHH he is so cute" from my kids. And in the credits there were pictures of the crew with their animals, we could not pull our kids away until it was done. And I will admit I was also glued to the screen! Again, when did this happen?? I love Charlie and would be devastated if we lost him or he died. My mother-in-law even said, "I have grown quite fond of Charlie."

And it is not just my dogs, but it runs into Hunter's hamster, Squirmy, that I love and take care of, the other 3 hamsters we had over the summer (Phillip Johnny Bob, Optimus Prime, and Pigeon Larry), my friends' agoraphobic dog Chloe, racist dog Reeda, and the rare kangaroo Marley. This concept is baffling to me, I am an animal lover...wow I didn't see this coming! (This does not mean Hayden is getting a King Cobra-don't worry!)

Eyelashes of Death

2009-01-10T21:00:00.001-07:00

It is official, my sister thinks I am crazy...and I may be, but I will let you be the judge. I have been trying every way possible to get my eyelashes and my glasses to be friends for 9 months now. But to no avail! They refuse to play nice, which leads me to much blinking, tearing eyes, and constantly adjusting and readjusting my glasses. I have had rage for quite a while and Thursday morning was the last straw! I called my sister and asked her to trim my eyelashes. She was really quiet on the other end and I said, "are you there?" She made a strangled noise then said "Uhhh, what? Your eyelashes? I don't know if I can." But unfortunately for her I was already parked in her drive way and walking up to her front door. She opened the door and laughed as she walked down to her salon. She picked up her scissors and comb and approached me with a look of frightened confusion. In the end we laughed as she trimmed and when I put my glasses on I was so happy I could have kissed her (Skee that was for you!) I can now wear my glasses and I even forget they are on! I love the new eyelash length and love that my sister accepts me for the crazy person I am!

PS these pictures are of Hayden's eyelashes...No one has it as bad and good as him! And I couldn't take ones of myself...

Sailor Poem #2

2009-01-10T20:55:00.000-07:00

While cooking dinner the other night, I noticed the sunset and ran out to capture it. The kids were so so so excited that the storms would be at an end (at least according to the Sailor poem). Unfortunately 3 hours later the torrential snow blizzard of the century hit and Hunter told me my poem was a lie! Curse those sailors!

An Unexpected Event!

2008-12-21T17:25:00.000-07:00

At my school we try to teach the students to be flexible and roll with the punches. We call it being a "Bendy Brain". This weekend I learned how these kids feel when they are put in a situation that is not expected.
Sunday the Bishop called me in his office, along with Dave and the other Bishopric members. (This was not at all alarming...sarcasm) The Bishop asked me how Christmas was going, how my current Primary calling was going, then he gave me the shock of a lifetime! They called me to be in the Relief Society Presidency! The Enrichment (2nd) Counselor to be exact! So I very nicely said, "Um No, I actually don't do well with leading adults. I am a kid person." Then I laughed 'cause clearly he was joking-right? The Bishopric laughed at my response and the Bishop lovingly said, "Well, Stefie it is time for you to grow up and lead the adult sisters in this ward." Boy oh boy...he was not taking No for an answer! In my mind I heard loud laughing and a little voice telling me to be a "bendy brain"! Curses. I accepted.
After I was set apart the Bishop shook my hand and said, "Oh yeah, let it begin." Then the entire room broke into laughter...Ha Ha Ha. I am sure the Relief Society President is trying to figure out why this is such a joke to everyone (she just moved in to the neighborhood). After church MANY sisters came up to me and said, "Enrichment? Really? You?" I know!
Then I started thinking maybe Enrichment Night had lessons on Piracy, sword fighting, kick boxing, book reading, sports of wonder, sarcasm, and movies with violence and action...but the more research I have done-I find that all my interests and talents are NOT of the Enrichment kind. I think this is Heavenly Father's way of telling me, "Time to grow up and be a lady!" What a scary concept for me...
Having had 24 hours to dwell on this I find that I am more excited than nervous now. It is my nature to take the bull by the horns and run with what I have, so I feel better now. At least until Saturday night....

The TWILIGHT Craze!

2008-11-24T15:23:00.000-07:00

Thursday was a long long long cold cold cold night for me! And some of you will be surprised and shocked to find out why! Not because it was a midnight movie, but because it was the movie Twilight!

I went with my sister A, my Mommacita, and my friend S! (Thank you A for the glow in the dark, very sharp, vampire teeth!) S and I went in with low expectations "just in case" and were pleasantly surprised!

The movie was great! Once I got past the bad casting of characters and accepted it for what it was, the movie was every entertaining and is great for a girls night out! I laughed out loud at Charlie and even a couple of times at Edward (they were funny parts--not laughed in sarcasm). I recommend this to any girls out there needing a night off and a new fantasy!

Privacy

2008-11-11T15:40:00.000-07:00

Due to the mass panic of Internet Safety and such I have taken the liberty to give some of you code names in order to protect your identity. If you have a problem with your new name please see the attached complaint form.

October

2008-11-03T12:19:00.000-07:00

I would like to summarize the month of October in one word but there is not a word that means horrible, joyful, and predictable all in one!
It is the end of football for the Munk family (that is not supposed to be joyful), but I have to admit I look forward to having time to cook and clean after school and on Saturday. Hayden summed it all up for us when he cried on the way home from Hunter's football game. The jersey's, cleats, mouth guards, gloves, and pads have been put away until next July and I think that was the favorite part of my weekend!
Halloween was as predictable as ever, Hayden lasted 20 minutes and then was done with the nonsense of Trick-or-Treating. Hunter was not able to find a chicken costume and therefore boycotted the holiday. Harley spent the weekend with our crazy friends in Odgen. Dave was at a BHS football game and I quietly sat back and observed it all, then put everyone to bed and wished Halloween would not come back next year.
I have big hopes for November, there are no sporting events and Hayden's swimming will be over in 2 days. I hope to have all my Christmas shopping done, house clean and organized, kids homework done, clothes washed and folded, and my book read for the month! With all my free time I feel this is a goal I can easily accomplish...only time can tell.
When it is all said and done, we survived the month and are stronger for it! But in parting I want to say: Goodbye October and good riddance!

The "Mother of the Year Award" goes to....

2008-10-20T21:44:00.001-06:00

I bought some pomegranate this weekend and thought I would eat them all myself. But then I had a moment of brilliance. After FHE we were going to have ice cream and I thought to myself, "self, you should put some of the pomegranate into their ice cream...a healthy way to enjoy ice cream." And so I did. My kids ate it up and loved every splash of bitter juice that popped in their mouths. Hayden had to be restrained in the end because he was eating them by the handful. So, for those of you wanting to turn in the application for MY Mothers of the Year Award, I have already filled it out and would be fine with you mailing it in!

A Teary Momma

2008-10-15T14:08:00.000-06:00

I went to Hunter's school today to watch him perform, in a play he did not tell me about (he was the lead role...grrr), and I got tears in my eyes before the play even started...it happened when the entire gym full of kids stood, faced the flag, put their hands on their hearts, and said the Pledge of Alliegence. I am so grateful my kids go to a school where respect for the flag and our country is a part of their school day! God bless the USA!

I got tagged....

2008-10-12T19:31:00.000-06:00

I am doing this especially for my baby sister who LOVES to read these on blogs, so crank up the music and read away!

8 TV shows I watch:
1. Fringe
2. LOST
3. 24
4. Office
5. Reno 911
6. Football...
7. Football Highlights...
8. Football post/pre/half time shows

8 things that happened yesterday:
1. Hunter had a football game in Taylorsville
2. Lunch with In-laws after the game
3. Took Hayden to a friends house to play
4. Went to Walmart
5. Mopped kitchen floor
6. Vacuumed living room
7. Picked up Hayden from friends house
8. Picked up Harley and Hunter

8 things I am looking forward to:
1. Going to bed
2. 12:30 tomorrow (Monday) hair appointment with Super Angie
3. 4pm tomorrow, Hayden's first swimming class
4. October 25 Hunter's LAST football game
5. October 24 Dave's LAST football game
6. UEA weekend
7. Seeing family at Thanksgiving
8. Spring!

8 things on my wish list:
1. Out of debt
2. Quit work and stay at home!
3. Unlimited Barnes and Noble gift card
4. Miracle cure for Autism
5. Uninterrupted Sleep
6. Maid and a cook
7. Paul Cardall CD's
8. Weekend to visit 'Stine in WA!

8 People I am tagging:
1. Tia Dalma
2. Harry Potter
3. Perigrin Took
4. Hans Solo
5. Wesley aka "farm boy"
6. LaDamian Tomlinson
7. Jane Goodall
8. Gaffer Gamgee

My Path Of Life

2008-09-05T21:52:00.000-06:00

I have had a lot of trials in my life. There have been many that brought me to my knees. But there is a beauty in hindsight and as I have had a spell of sleepless nights trying to figure out how I am going to survive my son in 2nd grade, hindsight has been kind to me. I believe my life has been littered with trials in order to put me on a specific path. When I have been in my deepest down points, too exhausted with grief and stress to go another day, I have literally handed my all to the Lord and said, "Put me where I need to be, say what I need to say." At the time it was all a blur. I did things, said things, went places, and thought things. But it was as if I was a Marionette Puppet, my strings being in the hands of the Lord.

Without those trials, I would have never put my feet on the path I follow today. I would not have the knowledge, confidence, clear mind, drive, passion, or means to walk the path I walk everyday. The path I walk is a busy, social path. The path I am on has many opportunities for me to serve other people. Person after person until I feel like I can give no more, then I remember, "I was once in their shoes, I was once in need...someone served me and I grew and moved on."

The Lord has a plan for me and at times I can not see the next turn. But when the turn hits me and the path gets rocky I always have the means to take it and continue on. I have the knowledge to open doors for my son that I did not have 5 years ago. I have the knowledge to open doors for my other children that I did not have 2 years ago. The Holy Ghost guides me, teaches me, and whispers to me on a daily basis. Though at times I do not feel worthy of it, I am grateful that He is always with me.

I know the path I am on will only get steeper and bumpier. I am sure I will have more trials that again drop me to my knees and take the breath out of me. But knowing I am watched and directed by a Heavenly Father that is directing me down a path to help my family and others, I will walk my path with open arms, looking to the future, when I can look back and use that beautiful hindsight to see the progress I have made.

Who am I?

2008-08-28T22:22:00.000-06:00

I eat with my hands-handwriting is painful,
I am covered in deep bruises and cuts-my heart is broken on a daily basis,
I swim like a fish-water hurts my skin,
I love my brother and sister-wearing them down,
I am a natural at all sports-never good enough,
I like to make people laugh-can't figure out what people are thinking,
I can listen to multiple conversations at one time-loud voices take priority,
I love P.E. and recess-constant noises bring tears,
I am an expert on all animals-must be an animal,
I have boundless energy-weight comforts and calms,
I love my pets-muscles don't recognize gentle,
I am very smart-racing thoughts,
I need a scheduled day-change scares me,
I can convert hours to minutes-can't wait,
I love my cousins-world revolves around me,
I have a big heart-words can hurt others,
I love my Mom-world shakes when she is gone,
I can read-written words overwhelm,
I find comfort in things that are soft-will be 8 soon,
I love my Dad-he is not mom,
I am very daring and courageous-staples, glue and stitches,
I need to be loved-don't like to be touched,
I have beautiful eyes-don't look at faces,
Who am I?

My days will never be the same....

2008-08-26T10:24:00.000-06:00

"Summer is over so why is it still hot"? This is the question my 7 year old asked me yesterday. School marks the death of all that is fun and warm right? Dave and I both had students at school Monday and it was a bit crazy for us.
Autism is a funny thing and there are many levels of "high functioning." I have decided that every parent wants to believe that their child IS high functioning, because it gives them hope. However, it gives me a lot of screaming, angry, scared kids to wrestle with on the first day of school! I was exhausted after school and I still had my own kids to manage until bed. Gone are the days of naps, gone are the days of swimming for hours at Kristi's pool, gone are the days when I could sleep in, gone are MY days. There is 20 minutes of reading for each of my 3 kids...2 of which have to be monitored at all times :( Learning Plans to sign, homework to finish, violin to practice, football to practice (and coach), behaviors to change, mean girls at school, mean teachers at school...I am sure all of you feel the same way I do, but it feels good to get it off my chest in into written words.

Olympic Craze

2008-08-13T19:41:00.000-06:00

We have been glued to the T.V. for the past 5 days. All day long the T.V. is on channel 5 watching the USA in the 2008 Olympics. It is a phenomenon at our house. All play stops, all Disney shows are put on the back burner, all free time is spent cheering the USA on. We have become experts on all Olympic sports, therefore are better at judging and scoring than the actual Olympic judges and referees. We are savvy with the lingo and know all the USA athletes by first and last name. And I am pretty sure we could put on a blue suit coat and judge the Olympics better than the current judges!

We have also become somewhat of an expert on China. We were saddened by the murder of an American citizen and pray everyone else will return home safely. The kids do not love the idea of having to leave your family at a young age to become an Olympic athlete or only having 1 child per family. They are also still trying to grasp the idea of Communism. Hunter stated that when he is President of the United States of America he will "ban all Communists and work towards world peace" and furthermore, if the Olympics happen to be in China when he is President, he will have to really think about going or not. However, when he saw President Bush talking to the athletes and watching all the events Hunter decided that he would attend only if he could stay with the athletes and get all their autographs. "Do you think that they would want to come to dinner at the White House or would they be to busy?" Think big kid!

We love the United States of America and will continue to obsess about the events and athletes until it is taken from us. We hope to dominate the world and win as many Gold Medals as possible, but we do not want to make the athletes feel bad if they loose either! (Thank you Hunter for having such a big heart). Shout out if you are also addicted to the Olympics!

USA! USA! USA!

I sew-I am sewing-I am a Seamstress!

2008-08-06T17:46:00.000-06:00

Remember the movie with Bill Murray, What About Bob? The scene where Bob has been lashed to the sailboat mast and it jubilantly yelling, "I sail, I am sailing, I am a sailor" that is how I felt on Tuesday. Jess, my crafty friend, has a fabulous idea of taking all the pants that are too small and making skirts out of them. I was thrilled because I seemed to have a LOT of pants in the "too small" category. Also, Jess offered to help hem the new clothes I got for school. So I was all game until I realized that it would involve SEWING.....AHHHHHH! Jess assured me she would do all the sewing machine stuff and I inserted "plus all things using a needle and thread". We got started right away by cutting all the pants up and pinning them where they needed to be. It seemed easy enough, then Jess asked me if I wanted to sew them....Uhhhh I politly gave her some excuse about never using other people's sewing machines and watched her sew away! Ok I did do some fabulous cutting and pinning!

The skirts turned out so so so cute!
The bummer (for me) was when the cutest skirt (camo) was still to small for me so Jess (much skinnier) got a new skirt! In all we made 3 skirts and hemmed 3 pairs of pants. Half way through the process Jess looked up at me and asked if I was O.K. Apparently the look of death was on my face. But it was not so bad and my headache went away about an hour after I got home. All in all a sucessful day for me and I proudly yell, "I sew, I am sewing, I am a seamstress..."

BFF's

2008-08-01T20:30:00.000-06:00

I heard a songs today that I would like to dedicate to all you out there that fall into my inner cirlce of trust and can say you are my BFF!

"Gonna stay in bed today
Cause I can't stand the light
Don't know why I get so down
I won't be much fun tonight
And I can't believe
You still wanna hang around me
It's not so pretty all the time
You don't mind
To you it's all right
AS I AM
IS HOW YOU TAKE ME
NEVER TRY TO PUSH
OR MAKE ME DIFFERENT
WHEN I TALK YOU LISTEN TO ME
You almost know me better than
Me, myself and I
Don't know a lot of things
But I know what I got
It's not so perfect everyday
I don't have to try
Cause it all falls into place
Face to face, eye to eye
You're standing there
Feels good on the inside
I don't mind, I don't care
You're standing there
Seeing me for the first time
Seeing me for the first time...."

Don't laugh it is a song by...Miley Cyrus!
Much love to all of you out there that have made my life better just by knowing you.

Sizes

2008-07-31T21:25:00.001-06:00

Today Dave and I decided to go shopping for clothes. We are both starting school/work soon and are in need of a few new clothes. So we started at Ross Dress For Less and found NOTHING that would work for 2 LDS adults with jobs...no offense.
Then we headed to Target (I know big shoppers) when we came across Kohls. It is a new store in Centerville, so we skipped Target and went inside. Dave found some great wool pants and nice dress shirts. However, let me tell you that this man is the pickiest, OCD, preppy, professional I have ever encountered in my life. I picked out a million shirts and he would just frown and say, "I thought you were going to help me pick out some decent clothes." GRRRRRR We have such different ideas on the word "helping".
Then is was my turn. I went to the Junior section, not because I believe I am tiny teenager, but because I know I am a very short person. I found some really cute shirts and dress capri's and dress shorts. Into the dressing room I went...and out I came. It seems that I have grown a lot this year, particularly in the "shirt" area. I had to actually go back and get a bigger size. This has never happened to me before, I was so happy! I have arrived, puberty finally hit!
The joy was smashed into the ground the minute I tried on the pants. Apparently with the "shirt" growth came some "pants" growth. I was a lot frightened and maybe wanted to cry, but determined to find something flattering and adultish. So I proudly got the bigger sizes and tried them on, walked out of the dressing room, and was greeted with a wrinkled nose husband that said, "you look like a square." Without another word I went in the dressing room and changed back into my sweats and tee shirt. "K I am done, let's get your clothes and get out of here," was the next thing I said with tears in my eyes. But Dave insisted that we get some long dress pants and form fitting shirts. GRRRRR Back to the Junior section to pick out pants in the double digit sizes. Dave kept saying, "you are not this big, you are crazy if you think this will fit." Low and behold...they fit...Dave frowned and said, "wow that's pretty big." (From the man tipping the scales at 220) But in the end I got 2 pairs of dress pants and 3 very cute shirts and 1 regret, I left the shirt I liked the most at the check out counter because I did not want to look like a "square".
Dave and I went home hungry and tired.
After dinner it was off to Target to get socks and unders for the kids. When what did I find?? The cutest pants I have ever seen. Dave piled pants and shirts in my arms and said, "try them on." The pants fit great and the best news is they were a size 7. How could this be? Well, I felt they were a little tight, Dave and the kids disagreed. I saw another really cute dress that was long enough to wear to work, but short enough to be a fun summer dress, I tried it on and my boys burst out laughing, "you look like a Grandma" said Hunter. Hayden said (while rolling on the ground with laughter) if you had bushy hair you would look like an old granny." Self esteem -10. Then the nicest lady walked past me and said, "that is the cutest dress on you. Where did you get it." To which the boys burst out with laughter and taunting again. I ended up buying the dress because I really liked it and I got some killer high heels to go with it. In the end I have 4 pairs of pants that need a major hem and then I will be ready to spread my wings and go to work.
So when you see me and I am sporting my new attire...please be gentle. Honest but gentle, my self esteem is hurting right now.

Dogs of Our Lives

2008-07-21T18:14:00.000-06:00

I started reading a book called, The Dogs of Babel. It is a book about a dog that is the only witness to a death. I was sceptical at first, having 2 dogs of my own, but it had a good start. And that is when it happened...Sunday evening, when we got home from visiting Grandparents, Shrute was gone (our Golden Lab). We figured he was at the Jr. High, High School, or church so that is where we looked. But it quickly became dark and he was no where to be found. After we put the kids to bed Dave and I got in the truck and began driving around Bountiful, mainly Orchard Drive in fear that he had been hit and was on the side of the road. But alas, no Shrute.
That night Dave and I both had nightmares about what had happened to him. Dave dreamed he was hit by a truck. I had a horrifying dream of the neighborhood kids (teens) drowning him in our creek. When we woke up I hit the pavement again looking for him. But to no avail. Shrute was gone.
I called the pound, no Shrute. We went outside every 20 min and yelled his name, no Shrute. I gave up at 2pm and sat on the porch to read my book, The Dogs of Babel, and waited for the phone to ring. The book took an interesting and heartbreaking turn that made me feel a massive guilt for having lost Shrute. I missed his annoying, hyperactive, puppy behavior. I missed him wanting to follow me everywhere. I missed walking him this morning. It was a strange sensation seeing as how I thought I hated him, cursing his name on a hourly basis. I continued reading but it was painful and I was sad. I found myself making promises of loving him, letting him in the house more, taking him to work with me, throwing the ball for hours with him, if only we could find him, if only, if only....The book ended on a sad note for me. The beloved dog in the book will never be the same and I was haunted by that. How much emotion can a dog feel? Lonely, Sad, Happy, Elated, Mad, Scared? Was Shrute feeling sad and missing us?
Then at 5pm we got the call from a lady that lives about 1 block from our house. She found him at the Jr. High and took him to her fenced in yard to keep him from getting hit by a car or picked up from the police. I was grateful to her, she was kind to him. She fed him and played with him. When he saw us he ran right up to me and sat down waiting for me to praise him for his intelligence ("Look at me, you found me! I am such a smart dog) he is defiantly a male dog :) She said he followed her around and did not give her a minutes peace. I think Shrute would be happy with anyone that gave him attention. But in the long run I have to believe that he would miss us and does love us in a big dog way. Not like Charlie our little dog, not like a human. But in a "something is missing, not quite right, and I just can't put my paw on it...oh well, let's play!" way. He is that kind of a dog and I love him for it!

The Capt. Rocks!

2008-07-18T19:22:00.000-06:00

I was surfing the web tonight and decided to get onto my school web site and check out the improvements. I thought it was great because there was a staff section. So I clicked on it and wow! My name...

Stefie Munk Head Pirate, Manager of the Learning Center, and PE Teacher
smunk@spectrumcharter.org

I love my job!

What Do You Do In Florida...

2008-06-26T15:33:00.001-06:00

We went to a Tampa Bay Devil Rays baseball game, and the Rays beat the Astros 4-3.
We walked the beach every night (about 4.6 miles from one resort to the next) with another couple that was there for the conference.

We walked in the rain (for 3 days) and when we got tired of the rain we sat in our room and read (me) watched T.V. (Dave)

And we ate dinner at a different local small restaurant every night. At 'Shells' I ate shrimp pasta with creamy butter sauce. At the 'Hurricane' I ate Grouper (a rare fish that sits on the bottom of the Gulf of Mexico). And at 'Silas Steakhouse' I ate prime rib. However I have no pictures because no one wants their picture over dinner :)

Waves

2008-06-25T14:48:00.001-06:00

The hotel we stayed at was right on the beach. The resort was Trade Winds and the beach was called "St. Pete's Beach" and it was on the Gulf of Mexico. The water was the warmest water I have ever felt before. I was a beautiful light green/blue color and the waves were very small. The 4 nights I was there I spent down at the waters edge just listening to the waves hit the sand. I felt at ease and peaceful while I was there.

The one day that it was NOT raining, I spent 2 hours standing in the water feeling the motion of the water, listening to the rhythm of the waves. I have to admit I was not going to go deeper than my knees (sting ray, fish, shark) so I had no desire to be IN the water just with the water. I felt like I could definitely live on a ship out at sea with the breeze on my face and the waves underneath me.

That is of course until the storms hit. Let me tell you the locals they know this, they can "smell the storm a'cumin" and within 5 minutes-rain, wind, rageful water...I like Utah.

FLORIDA

2008-06-25T14:35:00.000-06:00

Dave and I spent the past 4 days in St. Petersburg Florida. There are many things in St. Pete's that are aligned with my life and I feel I was drawn there at the crossroads. There are many things that are in St. Pete's that I did not look for but that came screaming into my life.
The first and foremost was the Pirates of St. Pete's. I am not kidding or fantasizing or being crazy, I am telling you that there are Pirate parafanalia everywhere. Not Disney pirates, real live pirates. Apparently St. Petersburg was a hub for these fantastic Pirate people of my life, ever heard of the Tampa Bay Buccaneers?? Hmmmm that was brought to my attention by my husband who thought he was going to squash the pirate in me by going to Florida. Every store, restaurant, gift shop we went into had Pirate signs, pictures, and flags. I swear I was in heaven.
My favorite shirts and signs said: "Got Rum?" "Surrender Your Booty" "This Property Is Protected By Pirates" and "Land At Own Risk" I got 1 tee shirt and one decal for the truck, the decision was so hard....St. Pete's Beach is the place of my soul's birth, I was finally home! :)

Grease

2008-06-13T11:16:00.000-06:00

So no one told me that having children in a musical means that the parent becomes the stage crew, set crew, microphone specialist, greenroom staff, and hair and make up expert. However, I have learned how to do all these things in a matter of 1 week. The kids show opens tonight and it has been more stress than any sporting event I have ever been to.
Live theater is a different monster than sports. There is not a lot of prep for softball or football. As long as your child has their uniform on they are good to go. But this is-wow-scene changes, costume changes, mic changes, hair that won't get messed up during the costume changes, and applying make up so thick and bright the kids feel like it is halloween, and this is not for just my kids, but all the kids in the musical. Not to mention the props, hanging them, painting them, glueing, hammering, spraying, stapling-wow- I prefer sitting in the stands and watching the game and letting the coaches do the dirty work, however, after seeing the joy on Harley's face during dress rehersal last night all this, all this head ache and stress is well worth it. I would do it a million times to see her that happy.

2008-06-08T16:49:00.000-06:00

This is me and Miss Jess. Jessica Forbes to be correct. She is one of the para-professionals that worked in the Learning Center with me this year at Spectrum Academy. As the job of managing the L.C. fell in my lap mid year, Jess was there to help me stay focused and positive. She has become one of my best friends and helped me through a lot of crap this year. She supports me in my "piratyness" (yes I just made that word up) and enjoys watching me rant and rage about the changes that need to be made. We make a good team and I hope that Jess finds herself in the L.C. again this next school year. I will need her uplifting and humorous self in there to help me cope with the stress of being the school bully!

Good Movie

2008-06-08T16:34:00.000-06:00

I read the Kite Runner 2 years ago and have been haunted by it ever since. I have recommended this book only as a book to read if you want to know how blessed and lucky you are to live in the United States of America. This past year the Kite Runner movie debuted and everyone has told me what a great movie it was. "Obviously you have not read the book" was my reply to everyone. I did not want to actually see the horrible things the villains were doing, I read them and visualized it in my head, that was enough for me.

Last night Dave brought home a video for us to watch. He popped in the DVD and "what! What is this! This is Kite Runner! Uhhhh I am not sure I want to watch this." But Dave said we could turn it off if it got bad, so I relented. I already had my negative attitude turned on, so I got ready with the remote in hand.

The remote was forgotten within the first 10 minutes of the movie. It was beautifully done. The characters where everything I had imagined. The horrific villains were left out or "dumbed down" and it was a great inspiring movie. I was mesmerized by the music and I loved the scenery.

At the end of the movie both Dave and I were teary eyed and we sat in silence for a moment. It was that good. I recommend this movie to an adult person. If you have already read the book your angry and confused emotions may pop up, as did mine, but the movie is so well done that I have nothing bad to say about it!

Coats and Hoodies in June??

2008-06-05T15:34:00.000-06:00

I know that I am always cold and love to wear hoodies and jackets year round, but when other people also have to follow suit and get out the winter clothes in June, there is definitely a problem. It is June 5th and it is 50 degrees outside, the rain has been pounding our house, yard, truck, and dog for 2 days now...when will it end? Monday I was sitting in the sun getting burnt and sweat was dripping down my face. Wednesday I am back in my jeans, long sleeved shirt, and hoodie with snow hat on!
I am concerned that we are going to be still wearing shorts and tee shirts in November this year. The weather is all confused and screwed up! School is out-GIVE ME THE SUN!

Precious To Me

2008-05-29T21:03:00.000-06:00

Of all the worldly possesions that I have, the question was posed, "If you could take one thing with you to heaven what would it be?" It was actually a really easy question for me to answer. Of course I love my books and bookcase, and the love I have for motorcycles....love, but the one and only thing that I would want to take with me and would actually love to have in the casket with me (remember that all of you!) are the paintings that my Dad painted for me. I know that my Dad puts a lot of thought and effort into his paintings. He changes them daily until they are perfect. It has meant a lot to me to have him paint something for me. He knows me so well that he can paint a picture that I would love and display in my home. The pirate ship painting is one he painted for me when I was going through a really hard time in my life. Every time I look at that painting I can feel the hurt and love my Dad felt for me. It was a gift of the heart and it is the 1 thing I want to take with me to heaven.

No Work

2008-05-29T20:06:00.000-06:00

I have worked every summer for the past 8 years of my life. I have balanced my job, Dave's landscaping, the kids, and the house for 8 summers. This year is a life changing summer for me. I am finally getting paid a salary for my job at Spectrum and so I do not need to work this summer. I am actually only working 1 day a week. I have 5 days of the week that I will not be working. I am not really sure what to do with myself. I think that maybe I will be able to keep the yard nice, the house spotless, the kids up to date with their academics, and read all the beautiful books I want. I am a little worried because I do really well when I am busy, things get done when I have a deadline to meet. What if I fall into the "no deadline, no work, just sleep" mode? Then again, would that be so bad?? I have been really stressed and busy this year...hmmmm maybe this summer will be a blessing that has come from on high! Anyone want to play this summer??

Memorial Day

2008-05-21T15:15:00.001-06:00

I would like to celebrate Memorial Day by honoring my Grandfathers. They both raised families, worked hard, and served this country during WWII.
Grandpa Burningham lived in Bountiful so I got to see him weekly. He was a great gardener and had an amazing yard. He was also one of the best cooks I have ever met (even my Mom asked for recipes from Grandpa). I remember one of my birthdays, all I wanted was for Grandpa to make me his famous shrimp dinner. He made the yummiest shrimp and oysters I have ever had. Grandpa Burningham was drafted into the Army when my Dad was 1 years old. My Grandma was left to raise him and his 2 older brothers.
Grandpa fought in the war for 2 years and every night by the light of the moon he would write a letter to my Grandma. He never missed a night no matter how tired he was. Grandpa was the type of a guy that was the last person you would expect to be loving and gentle, but he would drop whatever he was doing to help a family member or a neighbor. We loveingly called him "Grumpy" and he loved it! Another memmory of Grumpy is that when my sisters and I would wear our hair in a bun, Grandpa would get a butter knife and chase us around saying, "I am hungry I want to cut off your bun and eat it!" We always wanted to have our hair in a bun when we went to his house! I loved going to his house and playing in his yard. The creek running through the back yard was a child's dream yard, we fished, waded, swam, and just enjoyed the sound of the water running through the yard.

Grandpa Dalling also served in WWII. He was drafted right out of High School and left his girlfriend, my Grandmother, to go to Germany. Grandpa was a good boy and very trustworthyso the generals took him from the battle field and let him be their chauffer. He got to drive them all over Germany. He saw many beautiful places, many sad and destroyed places. He never talked about it, but my Grandma told me about it one night when I was visiting with them.
Grandpa Dalling was a coach. He coached at Ricks College, now BYU-Idaho, for years and years. He helped his brother Uncle Glen coach boys basketball, he coached baseball, football, and wrestling. After his college years were over he coached the Madison High School Girls Softball Team. He got to coach 2 of my cousins, I think they are very lucky. Grandpa was the fastest and strongest man I ever new when I was little. Yes, stronger and faster than my dad even. He did not even need to use a baseball mitt when he was playing ball with us grandkids! Can you believe it? :) We also went fishing with Grandpa. I remember fishing with him and the rule was "you catch it you gut it". Well I was the only girl cousin out of 8 boys fishing and I caught 5 fish and the boys caught NO FISH! My brother was so mad at me. But my Grandpa had taught me well, and I gutted all 5 of those fish all on my own (with the help of my dad of course). :) My grandpa treated me the same as he did his grandson's and I will always be grateful for that. I have accomplished much in my life because I am a person, not a girl.

My Theme Music

2008-05-09T21:29:00.000-06:00

OK so I have posted about music that moves me and is beautiful and meaningful. Then as I was searching for peaceful songs to add to my kids blog I came across the "theme music for my life." I was actually stopped and stunned then laughed for a good long while. I loved the song and now you all have to endure it when you read my blog...but did you really expect me to ignore the pirate inside me??

Team Giraffe

2008-05-03T18:27:00.001-06:00

Today was the Autism Walks event at Cottonwood High School. My family and friends came out to support Hayden and me (Spectrum Academy) and we had a great time playing, walking, and walking! It was a 5k (3miles for all of you who are also metrically challenged) and after the 1st lap the kids were ready to play but they were champions and finished the entire 5k. Thankfully the sun was out and the weather was perfect!

The walk was to raise money for Autism research and to show off our fantastic children, siblings, and others that are on the Autism Spectrum. They are amazing people that are the future of our world so it was nice to have all the support that I got. I am so grateful to be surrounded by friends and family that love and support my family in our adventure down the Autism Road. Thank you Krist, Matt, Bostyn, Leighton, Angie, Peyton, Stockton, Easton, Berklie, Ginger (Maka), Dena, Martha, Echo, June (& family), Poulsons, and the Counters!

Fall For You

2008-04-24T10:16:00.000-06:00

I have a new favorite song. It is performed by Secondhand Serenade and called Fall For You. The music is what really attracts me to the song. I could put any lyrics into it and still like it. And I like the voice of the singer, very soothing and comfortable. I have been searching for the name of the song for about a month now, I kept hearing the beginning or the end on the radio. Now that I have it in my head I hum the music all day long!
There are 2 artists and 1 group that also have my attention this month: Daughtry, Kelly Clarkson, and Lifehouse.

Remember, I am not so much a lyrics person as a music person. If the music "speaks to me"...I am hooked.

That is one of the confusing things for Dave. "Have you listened to the lyrics?" No, just the music and voice. One day in all my spare time I will take all the music I love and put my life's lyrics in them...then it will be Stefie: The Musical. Stay tuned you may find a song with your name in it!

A great family movie!

2008-04-14T11:42:00.001-06:00

Last night we watched the most amaizing movie. It is called August Rush. It is about an orphan living in New York City. He is very special because he can "hear music." He belives the music will lead him to his parents. If you like music at all you will really like this movie. I absolutly loved the idea, maybe it has to do with where I work, but it was great! I recomend this movie to anyone kids and all!

Spring is here!

2008-04-12T09:56:00.001-06:00

What a beautiful spring day today is. Harley picked these flowers for me and put them in a vase on the kitchen table. Hunter and I cleaned the house from top to bottom --which takes about 3 min :)-- and Harley has been outside playing with the dogs. I am in such a good mood that I may even clean out my truck!
D and I have been getting up at 5 am every morning to walk at the BHS track, and I have felt really good this week. I have energy, until 9pm, I am happy, I am hungry...maybe that is not such a good thing...and today is the icing on the cake.
D took Hayden to a track meet this morning, which explains why the house is still clean, and I got all my "chores" done by 9:30am! Now I can read until my eyes can see no more! I LOVE SPRING!

My Interview...Getting to know the REAL Stefie

2008-04-08T14:42:00.000-06:00

What is your favorite song of all time? "I Will Find You" theme song from Last of the Mohicans
Do you own any pets? 2 Dogs: Charlie and Shrute, 2 Hamsters: Squirmy and Phillip Johnny Bob
Who do you admire most? My Daddy
What size shoe do you wear? 8 to 8 1/2 clown feet for the hobbit :)
Water or 100% Juice?Water with a twist of water
Would you rather be hot or cold? HOT!! Bring me the summer!
Would you rather lose an arm or a leg? If I lost a leg I couldn't chase the children at my school, if I lost an arm I could not restrain the children at my school...I would be out of a job! If I had to choose it would be the leg, at least I can still hug!
Favorite Place to Eat? My Mother-In-Laws house
Opera, Musical, Concert, Play, Performance, or Other? Anything where music is invloved! As long as the Microphone does not have static ;) right Jules!
What is your favorite clothing brand? What ever brand is on sale and fits me! Short people have a challenge finding "cute adult looking" clothes.
Most Memorable Past? Probably the day I got my Motorcycle
Most embarrassing moment? Something to do with Cheerleading at Ricks College, falling off the top of a 3 person high pyramid, having my shirt ripped off in an attempt to stop me from hitting the gym floor, yet hitting the gym floor and not being able to move my legs!
Your favorite Disney Films? Pirates I,II,III
Where is Waldo? France ??
What was your last thought? Stupid stripped shirt, glasses, stupid hair...yep french!
Who are you going to vote for in 2008? Sparrow/Barbossa
Juice and crackers or milk and cookies? Oreo cookies and Whole Milk :) yummy
Favorite fruit? Strawberries
Which is worse? A bad laugh or a bad cough? A bad cough you can get antibiotics for, but a bad laugh...that sucks!
Would you rather be blind or deaf? Again, I defer to my job...no eyes can't see to chase. No hearing can't hear the screams of "help" from teachers...one ear one eye?? That would work!
Define yourself in 3 words... Arrrrg, love, kids
Do you eat cold cereal at night? 2 bowls in the morning and as many as i can fit in through out the day!
What is your favorite TV show? The Office, LOST, 24, and American Idol
Kill the spider or let it out? Smash it with a big shoe, squish it's stupid guts into the ground and spit upon it's grave :)
Do you shower every single day? Well, I wash my body everyday...
Walking past a beggar, spare change or ignore? No I will not support their drug habbits...however I am happy to donate change to the unemployment office or the women shelters.
Boat or bus? Boat all the way...ever heard of the Black Pearl??
What is your favorate? Cotton Poly blend. :)
Where do you want to travel next? I would really like to take the kids to Disneyland.
What would you do if Michael Jackson asked you out? I would gladly leave the room but before I left I would take all the children with me!
What is your favorite food? Cafe Rio Chicken Burrito Enchillada style!
Do you read harry potter books? Multiple times...my kids are just finishing #3
If you could have one super human power what would you choose? To Fly
Vitamin Water or Gatorade? Water with no flavor, just plain old, see through water
Flip flops or sandles? Flip Flops
What do you do on fridays? Wake up at 5am, walk on the BHS track, wake up kids, make lunches, get kids ready, drop off kids at school, go to work, leave work, get an ice cream cone at A&W (yes A&W and we tried to go somewhere else and the wee one had rage and tears "I want a normal ice cream cone")
How tall are you? 5' 1'' but I feel so much taller than that!

In Loving Memory

2008-03-27T21:55:00.000-06:00

My Grandpa Val Dean Dalling (II) passed away on March 26, 2008. My grandpa is an amazing man who I look up to and hope to be like as I reach "the old ages."

My tribute to him are my memories through the years. When I was young he is the only person I knew that could play baseball without a glove! He caught the ball bare handed! I couldn't believe my eyes (I am sure my dad did the same thing, I just never noticed until Grandpa did it). He became my hero at that moment in time and will be for the remainder of my life! I felt so accomplished when I played ball with my kids and did not use a glove!

Grandpa was sick and in the hospital through the teenage years for me. I spent many days sitting by his bed while my mom took Grandma Dalling for a break. I remember holding his fragile hand and thinking about playing baseball with him. I was honored to be trusted enough to sit with him and "take care of him." And feel the same way in recent years when I was able to take care of him at my Mom's house and at my Aunt Kat's house. I feel like I was able to re-bond with him by serving him when he was in need.

Grandpa has a testimony of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and I knew it without a doubt. He bore his testimony every chance he had when his family was present. I have the privilege of hearing him testify of Jesus Christ and Joseph Smith. I am grateful for his testimony and his dedication to the Church.

Grandpa loved my Grandma Dalling more than anything. He always carried her (very heavy) purse around family functions so that she could have her hands free to take picture of the family. He never complained about it, just teased her about putting bricks in it.

Grandpa always held the babies. He loved the little grand kids and would hold them and carry them around while the mothers enjoyed the free time to mingle and eat. I have so many pictures of Grandpa holding my children. Those picture are precious to me.

Grandpa was also the "garbage man" at all family functions. When he was not holding a baby he was carrying around the garbage bag and cleaning up the trash. We never had to clean up after the dinner because Grandpa beat us to it.

Grandpa and sports go hand in hand. He gave his time and energy to coaching many of his grand kids and many of other people's kids. He loved all sports and that seems to have passed on to many of his grandchildren and great grandchildren. He coached baseball, basketball, and football at Ricks College and softball at Madison High School. I always wanted to impress him with my sports skills, but I realise now that I didn't need to try he was always impressed and supportive of what ever I did.

I love my Grandpa and will miss him dearly. I am happy that he is reunited with Grandma Dalling and know he is so happy. I can't wait to see him again!

I Do Believe In Fairies, I Do, I Do!

2008-03-19T11:18:00.000-06:00

Faith Hill sings a song that it Titled Fireflies. This song is the theme song for my life. Some people think I am crazy, that is ok. Some people find it highly entertaining, that is good. And some people join in the fun, that is great!
...before you knew me I'd traveled 'round the world

And I slept in castles...

Because I was taught to dream

I found mayonnaise bottles and poked holes on top

To capture Tinker Bell

And they were just fireflies to the untrained eye

But I could always tell

Cause I believe in fairy tales

And dreamer's dreams

Like bedsheet sails

And I believe in Peter Pan

And miracles, anything I can to get by

And fireflies...

In my favorite Peter Pan movie, there is a scene where Tinkerbell has taken the poison to protect Peter and she dies. All the light, happiness, and love go out of Neverland. All is dark and dreary. Peter drops to the ground where Tink's limp body lays and says, "I do believe in Fairies, I do, I do!" over and over. The scene then pans to the world around us. Children of all ages are repeating "I do belive in Fairies, I do, I do!" Then Tink comes back to life. At this point light and happiness come back to Neverland.

I believe in the need for light and joy. I believe we all need something or someone to bring happiness to us. I belive in Fairies! I believe if you don't know how to dream, you don't know how to live your life to the fullest it can be!

Join a Team - Walk Now for Autism Utah

2008-03-18T09:57:00.000-06:00

Join a Team - Walk Now for Autism Utah

May 3, 2008 is the Autism Walks Fundraiser at Cottonwood High School. The money raised will go to help with Autism Research. As to date there is no cure for Autism, so all the help we can get to get the ball rolling would be great.
If you are not interested in donating but want to join the walk you are more than welcome to join our team. We are going to have fun and it is a great way to get your exercise in for the day! If you have any questions about joining our team let me know and I will try to help you!

Autism

2008-03-17T16:30:00.000-06:00

Let me start by writting about my job, my passion, and my mission. Autism, what is it? It is a comunication disorder that stops children and adults from communicating with the "typical" children and adults. What is Aspergers Syndrome? It is like Autism only these kido's have the ability to use language to talk and converse. However, just because they can use words does not mean they know how to "communicate." :)

With the communication disorder comes a landslide of other issues that hinder children with Autism and Aspergers Syndrome. A few of my favorite are sensory (sight, sound, touch, smell, taste) issues, perspective problems (the world revolves around them or they are the only ones in the world), social sonfusions (why can't I tell people how I really feel?) and problem sovling (how to fix problems without using angry words, hands, or feet).

Why the puzzle piece? To be honest children with Autism and Aspergers Syndrome are a puzzle. In Autism/Aspergers Syndrome there are no 2 children the same. Each day is a different set of problems and hurdles, each day is a different sensory trama, each day is a different "melt down." Just when you think you have it figured out...they do something you weren't expecting. Also, there is not cure. It is a puzzle to figure out how to help these kido's. It is a daily challenge that requires patience and love.

I work at a school called Spectrum Academy. It is a charter school for children grades K-8 with High Functioning Autism and Aspergers Syndrome. I manage the Learning Center at the school and teach P.E. Before working at Spectrum, I worked in the home of a family with a young boy who has Autism. I sort of fell into that job and it became a life changing experience. I feel like it has directed my life down a path that I needed to be on to help my own son deal with his disabilities.
For any of you that do not know someone with Autism or Aspergers Syndrome I have 2 things to say: 1 you are blessed to not have had your life turned upside down by this disorder. And 2 you are missing out on the blessing of knowing these beautiful children and adults. They will open your eyes to see things never imagionable to you before.

For those of you with time on your hands and a willingness to learn things daily research Autism/Aspergers Syndrome, find out what it is and learn something you didn't know before. For those of you that know what Autism/Aspergers Syndrome is or live with someone that has it I give you "props." I love working with children with Autism/Aspergers Syndrome and can imagine doing nothing else. They are a blessing for me and I am grateful that they have accepted me and trust me to enter into their worlds.

capt.jac.

2008-03-17T14:01:00.000-06:00

Question: Why have I adopted the name capt.jac.sparrow?

Fact: When Peyton (who is my cutest nephew) was 3 years old, I was at his house with the intention of watching a movie with his parents. When the movie chosen was Pirates of the Carribean, I was truly touched and giddy with joy! Within the first 10 minutes of the show Peyton became a bit nervous and decided he did not like this show. No, I did not flog him. But what I did do has changed my life forever. I put Peyton on my lap and told him a "secret". I told him that I was really Captain Jack Sparrow. His mom, Angie, did my hair like that for the movie and Kristi, his Aunt, helped me pick out my clothes. I began to do a play by play of the movie and told him how I did all the cool tricks. I told Peyton that it was all pretend and I had a lot of fun making the movie so he didn't need to be afraid of it. Peyton was a great sport and we sat together and watched the rest of the movie.

A couple months later I got a messge on my cell phone from Peyton. He was in California with his family on their Disneyland trip. The message was "Hey Stefie I saw you and I waved to you, did you see me?" I truly had no idea what he was talking about so I called Angie to inquire. She told me that during the Pirates of Pensance ride Peyton started pointing at Captain Jack Sparrow and waving "Stefie, it's me, it's Peyton." Then the sweet little angel proceeded to tell the rest of his family that it was me, Captain Jack Sparrow. When Peyton got on the phone he asked me again "did you see me?" and of course I said, "Yes I did, did you see me wave back?" And from that point on I have been capt.jac.sparrow!