July 31, 2011

Mapping out my Journey

Radical Self Love Bible inspiration
Did you know that both Benjamin Franklin and Abraham Lincoln kept journals? They used them as tools, recording their thoughts, goals, progress, and lessons learned from setbacks and trials. I imagine they would be awesome bloggers. I could stop by Ben & Abe's blogs for inspiration and advice.  I could find stories and quotes that give me perspective and strength.  Like this one:  "We should be too big to take offense and too noble to give it.”— Abraham Lincoln

Over the years I have filled a few journals but since I type much faster than I write, blogging was an excellent option. I've written about things I did well, things I found interesting, things I found funny and times where I slipped, made mistakes and did not do as well as I know I could have. Often it’s not that I did something wrong, but I knowingly did not do my best. Usually, when I slipped it was because I reacted while being under stress or pressure or criticism. I think we all do that now and then.

The cool thing about writting down the moments of your life is that you can look back and see where you have been and how far you have come. In my case, I decided to open up and share parts of my life in the hope of recording my journey to becoming a more patient, forgiving and christ-like person.  That sounds great, doesn't it? 

Sure, it's a great goal, but it can also be very tough to do.  At the beginning of the year I picked one thing I want to be better at. So, I have been trying to "Take the high road" when I am upset or hurt and I think I may be in over my head. I want to be quicker to forgive. I should have picked something a bit easier like "solve America's debt crisis".

Here's an example: This past week I found out something that shook me to the core. I can honestly say that no one would blame me for being angry and hurt. I have only told three people about this and the third person I told gave me some advice. He said I needed to take the high road. Ah, crap. Here I go again.... It looks like I need to get back to basics and remind myself what this high road stuff is all about.

Dear me,

Take a higher road. Take the highest road you can imagine. Not in a sanctimonious way but in a humble, human way. Your responses in times of heat are often not wrong or even bad; it’s just that they could be gentler, more helpful, and more effective.
Usually, there is always a higher road I could have taken if I only stop to find it. Don't react in anger. Just don't do it. Make your new role models Abraham Lincoln and Ben Franklin. Hang posters of them on your wall if necessary. When that road ends, find a new road that is higher than the last. Every day, another level higher. Even if only a silly millimeter, it adds up. Persistence is powerful and intelligent, good-hearted effort counts for a lot.
And then, when you have a few roads behind you, as always, share what you have learned from your travels and leave a trail for others.
Love,
Me
So, after that lovely advice I am off to find my road and begin my journey. Maybe on the way I'll stop by Wal-Mart and pick up a few of those posters. And, as always I'll let you know how it works out.

“The greatest good you can do for another is not just to share our riches but to reveal to him his own.” — Benjamin Disraeli

Me and the Captain

Brian & I got to go see Captain America for FREE this week!  A BIG thanks to Brian's new job being awesome and taking all the employees to the movies.  I liked the movie more than I thought I would.  I had big expectations but that's because I've been in love with the real Captain America for years.

Food for Thought

“You can’t photoshop your ugly personality.”
— Unknown


You can’t photoshop an ugly personality.

July 29, 2011





Free Frosty's, stickers, sunscreen and pens!


Today from 11-1pm, at Wendy's restaurant in Orem, they were giving out free frosty's with any purchase!!  So.....
We took the Tyler cousins with us to get free frosty's and meet the guys from the  
FM 103.5 radio station today!!



It was almost to much for cute little Emma to handle!
Free Frosty's,
free stickers, free packets of sunscreen
and free pens?!

  
It was like trick-or-treating!  I've never seen anyone so thrilled to get stickers and pens!! 

Yep, it was all the makings of an awesome outing with kids!   Add a few balloons and items off the 99 cent menu and you get a big group of happy kids!

I love being an Aunt!




ya just gotta love hangin' out with family!

July 27, 2011

quotes I loved this week


Sometimes I just look fear in the eyes & say, I just don't care.



July 26, 2011

Curse Broken



It is a problem I've had for many years.  I am sharing my problem in case there are others like me out there with mirrors like mine.  Cursed Mirrors.

It began when I had my daughter. Three weeks after she was born, I was ready to take her out into public, so the next Sunday, I got myself dressed ready for church.  I did a final check in the mirror.  Yes, I still had some baby weight.  Yes, I had on a new dress that wasn't one of the 6 maternity options I had worn for the last 3 months, and Yes, my husband told me I looked beautiful.

Most women I know who have had a baby can tell you that during the last two months or so of being pregnant, you start telling yourself “I will never complain again about feeling fat & ugly again!"  So, when I looked myself over in the mirror I felt pretty good.  I felt good because I knew it could be so very much worse. I had felt horrible about my appearance for months now.  Besides, I had the most beautiful little girl in the world to show for the state of my figure.  My daughter was a wonderful price to pay for my new “pleasantly plump" style.  But something must have happen on that short trip from my house to the church.  All it took was one glance in the bathroom mirror in the ladies room.  I looked huge and ugly and I was upset that this mirror was showing me something much different than my mirror at home.

 I knew right away!!  Something was wrong with my mirror!  From that day day until now, about once or twice a month the same thing happens!  I've moved many times and had many different mirrors but changing mirrors didn't help.  Changing church buildings didn't help.  Changing COUNTRIES didn't help!  
 

Also, I learned the hard way that when trying on swimming suits the curse automatically takes hold of all dressing room stalls I was in. I would warn strongly against swim suit shopping as a general rule anyway.  That's just rarely a good idea anyway.  

It was a very bad spell that had been put on my mirror.  It was more than just a spell.  It was a curse. 


That morning when I took my little baby girl to church for the first time,  I had smiled at the 23 year old girl in the mirror, grabbed the diaper bag and went to church.  This was in Utah so of course, my chapel was only a block away.  There were lots of  "Ohhh's and Ahhh's" as everyone took a peek at my little girl.  I made it half way through church before I was making a trip to the ladies room with Lindsey.  And then it happen. 

I wanted to look like Grace Kelly: 






But left home basically looking like this: 






and now felt like I had gone to church in this lovely yellow outfit on the left!


Years went by and sometimes I was able to not notice the magic working its nasty spells, but knowing how terrible the curse could be, and as the years went by, my fear was that my beautiful daughter would also have a spell put her mirror as well. I began to notice that if I complained about my mirror, she would wonder if the she was cursed as well and she began to look harder into her reflection to see what was wrong. 
I had to do something!  So did the only logical thing I could do.  

I called up my fairy godmothers.  They were just what I needed and had been nearby all these years and I just didnt know it!

After a few sessions with them, I found out there had been not just one, but two spells causing me grief all these years! 

One spell was  on the mirror and one spell was on me.  The spell on me, made my eyes see things through a skewed visioin of reality.  Once the curse was on my vision was removed, I couldn't believe my eyes!  It wasnt just myself I hadn't seen correctly. I had also viewed the world with this same skewed vision at times.  It was wonderful to see things with a true perspective.

The spell on my mirror had been strong and so it was very tough to break.  Little by little, and bit by bit the final bit of magic left every last mirror and reflection. 

I've heard that sometimes the mirror has some unexpected flare ups but that is normal.  The really wonderful thing is that the more at peace I am with who and what I see in my own mirror, the happier my little girl is with what she sees too. 


I highly recommend fairy godmothers.  If you don't have one, let me know because I moonlight as a spell breaker or fairy godmother on weekends free of charge.  It's just been impossible for me to break my own curse.  I can provide examples if needed.  OH!  And just so you know, the swimsuit curse never goes away.  Ever.  


A day at the DMV

 
  
He passed his test and now we have to get through 40+ hours of practice driving...

little brother offering moral support

















After 2 hours at the Department of Motor Vehicles, Jordan walked out with his driving permit! 

Congratulations
to my handsome boy!

July 25, 2011

My Dad

I have nothing to blog about tonight except the fact that my dad is very sick and I am trying to figure out how on earth to get to Wyoming to see him. I am pricing places to stay and adding up the cost of driving while running through my mind all the things I want to say to him before it's to late.

I cant imagine how painful it would be if someone I loved left this earth without knowing how I felt about them or before I had the chance to make peace with the past in the hopes of helping all involved to happily move on. He is my father and I love him.   He is my father, and tonight I was told he will not live much longer. So, I am his daughter, and one way or another, I am on my way to Wyoming.



It all comes Rushing Back

I got a letter in the mail from a parole board in Idaho.  I was asked if I would want to attend a parole hearing for my ex-husband. 

 Do I want to speak?  Do I want to even go there mentally again?  Do I even care enough to bother?  One small single page letter and it all comes rushing back.



Past Quotes



July 24, 2011

Shake, Rattle and Roll


You know you’re from Christchurch when you sleep in one suburb, shower in another and collect water from yet another
That is the reality for many Christchurch residents. Thankfully, not for us. In September 2010 Christchurch was hit by a 7.1 magnitude Earthquake. I was currently living at home with my parents (this was before I was married). All of a sudden around 4am I awoke to hear noises in the distance. It sounded like those of train, so I didn’t think much of it until I realized there were NO train tracks round here. I sat up in my bed listening to the sound getting louder and more intense. All of sudden the light above my head started shaking, and before I knew it I was getting thrown across the room, crashing against the walls, and screaming for help. It seemed to last forever. At the time it was only myself, my brother and my dad at home. My mum had gone to visit her mother, and my sister was staying with a friend.
When it all stopped Dad appeared in my doorway looking pale. He told me to get up and come outside. He asked if I was ok. I replied to him saying,“I’m fine, but what the heck just happened?” I reached for the light to find that the power was out. Fumbling around to find torches was a mission. Looking back at it now, I know why it is always a good idea to have an emergency kit handy. We went outside to find half the neighborhood in the street. Dad went to check out the elderly neighbors close to us. My brother and I stayed outside, too scared to go back in.
A few hours later when daybreak dawned we were able to get a better picture of what the damage was like. Surprisingly, not much broke, things were all over the floor, and the power was still not on, but our house was still standing and we were ok.
Nearly a year later we are still experiencing earthquakes. Christchurch and surrounding areas have endured over 8,000 earthquakes of varying sizes. In April 2011, Dallin and I were to be married. We hadn’t had an earthquake for a few weeks and it was looking good that they had finally stopped, until we got a call from on of Dallin’s relatives in the North Island. They said that there is an earthquake predicted for the weekend of our wedding. This wasn’t good news. We thought that guests would pull out of our wedding, and ya know what? We were right. Nearly all of Dallin’s extended family pulled out. They were too scared to risk coming to Christchurch just incase the predictions were true. Although we were both disappointed we accepted it and moved on. The wedding reception went without a hitch, we ate plenty, shared stories, and danced the night away. The next day all of Dallin’s family that could make it, came to our house for dinner. They were leaving the next day to go home and we thought a dinner together before they left would be nice. Then it happened. A 5.1 magnitude quake happened causing all in the house to fall to their knees and look for safety. Dallin’s dad came running out of the bathroom, yelling “WOW guys! Did you feel that one? Gee Wizz!! The house rattled, but again, we were all ok.
Now as a married couple we do live in fear everyday of another big earthquake. If anything, natural disasters make you think about those around you whom you love the most. Dallin and I never leave the house without a kiss, an ‘I love you’, and a cuddle. Everyday we count our blessings. We are still alive after so many lost their lives, and we still have each other. We are of the mind now that we can’t go living our lives not doing things we love just because there might be an earthquake. We have even tried to laugh about when they do happen. I’ll give you an example of what I mean.
We are used to having earthquakes on a daily basis, most of them are little, large enough to feel, but not the ‘run for cover we could die’ type. One particular day, not long ago, Dallin and I were sitting on the couch watching a movie when we heard one coming, we didn’t get up because after 8,000 odd you get used to it. When it hit we soon got up, Dallin instantly threw his arms over me and started to pull me down under the coffee table. During all this all I managed to get out was, “Don’t save me! Save the T.V!” I then ran over to catch the vases on the bookshelf while Dallin wrestled with the 52-inch television. When it stopped we couldn’t help but laugh and think, it’s come to this, we can’t be bothered claiming for another broken T.V so we save it instead.
These earthquakes have certainly tested us, but they have also bought us closer together. Although there was complete and utter devastation in Christchurch and our city will never be the same again, people have been there for each other; students from the local university have set up a student army to help out where needed. People from all over the city donated food and offered their homes for showers. We are being looked after. Prayers continue to be said everyday as we live through an experience that has changed our lives forever.
I thought I’d leave you with a few funnies after all, Laughter is often the best medicine, enjoy!

-- Rachel

You know your from Christchurch when.
1. Geonet / ChristchurchQuakeMap is your homepage
2. The rest of the country offers you a place to stay
3. You see a nice park in another city and think it would make a good evacuation point.
4. You think it's fine for a soldier to be stationed at the end of your street
5. It’s normal to greet people with “do you need a shower?”
6. A bucket of crap is no longer that old car you drive.
7. You prefer to sit under the table instead of at it
8. You can see irony in claims about houses made of “permanent materials”
9. Your teenagers are only too happy to sleep in the same room as their parents
10. Dressing up to "head into town" means putting on a hi-viz vest, hardhat and boots.
11. You have dust mask tan lines.
12. The answer to where anything is ... it’s on the floor.

July 23, 2011

Life is like a Piano


Life is like a piano,
what you get out of it depends on how you play it.



July 22, 2011

Simply Frosted - post #2

Hey everyone!  You're going to love the 2nd feature post by Jess!  She gives us another peek into life in Australia and I love it!  She also has a business making incredibly yummy treats that I can't get from way over here in the USA so if any of you could drop by her blog and order a few cupcakes and eat them for me, I would love to enjoy them by proxy!  Anyone who sends me a picture of themselves eating one of her baked goods will have their picture featured here when her next post is featured.  To read all of the  Simply Frosted posts, go hereSo, here is post #2.  Enjoy!


Kangaroos and Pavlova



A few weeks ago we travelled to my parents’ house to visit my mum. It was my late father’s birthday on the Sunday and as it was the first one since he passed away we thought we should all be together to celebrate him. Although it sounds sad we had a really lovely weekend being with the family.   I have THE cutest nieces and nephews going... 




We ate a lot... I made my dads favourite and an Australian classic - Pavlova! 

Aussie Real Fact #13
Pavlova is a meringue based dessert that is huge here... and has been the cause of many arguments between Aussies and Kiwis as to who invented it - we both claim it as our own! Pavlova is made by beating egg whites to a very stiff consistency before folding in caster sugar, white vinegar, and cornstarch and then slow baking the mixture. This makes the outside of the pavlova a crisp crunchy shell, while the interior remains soft and moist. It's traditionally topped with fresh whipped cream (not the canned stuff!) and fruit such as strawberries, passion fruit, kiwifruit etc. 

This was my first attempt at a home-made Pav (in Australia we shorten names of everyone and everything – that’s Fact #66) and I was thoroughly impressed with myself...and so was the family!!   HERE is a good recipe if you want to try it yourself.


We took our pet kangaroos out for a ride which the kids always enjoy but spent most of our time either in the house in front of the wood burning fireplaces!


I also baked a birthday cake for my niece Evie Kate! She turned 2 a few days after the weekend. It's a giant cupcake that's covered in fondant decorations and is Devil’s Food Cake inside. 

 

Home is a beautiful place called Temagog. We absolutely love it there and it will always be home. It is a 6 hour drive north from Sydney (where we live).






The air is clean, the grass is green (sorry for the unintentional rhyme). Literally, in the sky at night there are a million stars, it's amazing. No wonder my dad loved this place and didn't like leaving it much. I really feel like it's heaven on earth. Mostly I think it's because family is there. 



Oh... before I forget -


Aussie Real Fact #57 - Pet kangaroos....


 (photo courtesy of Wikipedia…
we all don’t live in the Outback
– that’s Fact #1 :D)

 Tricked you! Despite popular myth in Australia we don't have pet kangaroos that we ride to school, nor do they hop around the city. Most Aussies that live in cities see them in wildlife parks or the zoo! I grew up seeing them all the time as it was in the country and to us, although beautiful they are a nuisance as they cause road accidents by jumping out when you driving! 


Don’t forget to stop by my blog  and catch up on what other ‘Frosty’ activities we’ve been up to!

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