I stole the title of this post from a friend's blog. I love the thought behind it. Today was definitely a day where the little things made it all worthwhile.
*A one year old folding her arms for the first time for family prayer.
*Same one year old learning to kiss and screech at the top of her lungs with laughter. - Yeah, gotta tone that one down eventually...
*Seeing siblings laugh together and be respectful to each other - sometimes these moments are not as frequent as I'd like, but I love seeing it when it does happen.
*Lemon for your fish.
*A song that makes you smile.
*A friend who makes you re-evaluate a mindset.
*A prayer answered.
It really is the little things! (A thanks and hug to Lindsay, who we will miss carpooling with very much.)
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Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
We Seek After These Things
I looked up the definitions of "virtuous, lovely, good report, praiseworthy" tonight. How often I let these things pass me by. Far from 'seeking them out', I seem to miss them entirely unless I make the effort to watch for, or in retrospect, look for them.
My oldest son recently was feeling pretty down - if I remember right, we didn't let him play video games, downright cruelty as far as he's concerned ... Anyway, he listed his problems for me as I tucked him in and I acknowledged his difficulties, then, I asked him to find 5 good things or blessings for every one thing he felt was wrong. It took a little while, but by the time he went to sleep, he was smiling.
I know a lady who smiled at me today and said that yes, her husband might lose his job, but she knew God would take care of them. I believe she counts the blessings in her life. Hope and gratitude seem so deeply tied.
How often do I count my difficulties and forget entirely to count my blessings - or at least only look for them peripherally - enough to see that they couldn't possibly overwhelm the sad state of my life. But, a man once said "We must never allow our burdens to obscure our blessings" (Jeffery R. Holland) and another man explained why. He said, "The expectation that more is deserved can cause our plate of plenty to appear empty." (Gordon T. Watts) For their special witness and addresses, click on the links.
So, a couple of blessings:
*The dryer was empty when I remembered at bedtime that I had started a load of wash this morning.
*Primary songs - catchy tunes that teach my kids the important lessons of life - like honesty, courage, and faith. (tonight's favorite? "Nephi's Courage")
*A car that runs - (ahem, despite my best efforts, ie. denying it that oil change that I keep swearing I'm going to work into my schedule!)
*Rotisserie chickens from Smiths. We don't do it often, but an easy dinner here and there is a blessing. Not to mention the blessing of being able to survive occasional dips into the food budget - something we couldn't do as 'poor college kids'.
*Wedding ring - I forgot to put it back on after making bread the other day and slept a whole night without it - drove me nuts. I was so glad to get it back on.
*Soft baby skin. I know it's hard for alot of people - alot of people I love actually, who aren't at a point yet where they have been able to have children, but I think God must know I'm not as strong of a person as they are. My whole drive some days is encompassed in those chubby little bodies.
*And of course, talking parenting reminds me of my gratitude for my Savior, who takes my best efforts and amplifies and refines them to be a benefit to my family. This constant purging and renewing influence allows me to open my eyes each morning to another day, abandoning the regrets of the past and preparing me to make all new mistakes - but make them with the best of intentions and, hopefully, some progress.
Yeah, not quite 5 to 1 yet, but I'll keep working on it. By the time my head hits my pillow, I bet I'll be sleeping as sweetly as my six year old.
Good night world - as someone once said (my husband's laughing right now, I'm sure - have I mentioned that I have a memory like a sieve?) it's not so much a matter of how far you've moved, as it is of making sure you're facing the right direction. So, here's to trying again tomorrow. Sleep well.
My oldest son recently was feeling pretty down - if I remember right, we didn't let him play video games, downright cruelty as far as he's concerned ... Anyway, he listed his problems for me as I tucked him in and I acknowledged his difficulties, then, I asked him to find 5 good things or blessings for every one thing he felt was wrong. It took a little while, but by the time he went to sleep, he was smiling.
I know a lady who smiled at me today and said that yes, her husband might lose his job, but she knew God would take care of them. I believe she counts the blessings in her life. Hope and gratitude seem so deeply tied.
How often do I count my difficulties and forget entirely to count my blessings - or at least only look for them peripherally - enough to see that they couldn't possibly overwhelm the sad state of my life. But, a man once said "We must never allow our burdens to obscure our blessings" (Jeffery R. Holland) and another man explained why. He said, "The expectation that more is deserved can cause our plate of plenty to appear empty." (Gordon T. Watts) For their special witness and addresses, click on the links.
So, a couple of blessings:
*The dryer was empty when I remembered at bedtime that I had started a load of wash this morning.
*Primary songs - catchy tunes that teach my kids the important lessons of life - like honesty, courage, and faith. (tonight's favorite? "Nephi's Courage")
*A car that runs - (ahem, despite my best efforts, ie. denying it that oil change that I keep swearing I'm going to work into my schedule!)
*Rotisserie chickens from Smiths. We don't do it often, but an easy dinner here and there is a blessing. Not to mention the blessing of being able to survive occasional dips into the food budget - something we couldn't do as 'poor college kids'.
*Wedding ring - I forgot to put it back on after making bread the other day and slept a whole night without it - drove me nuts. I was so glad to get it back on.
*Soft baby skin. I know it's hard for alot of people - alot of people I love actually, who aren't at a point yet where they have been able to have children, but I think God must know I'm not as strong of a person as they are. My whole drive some days is encompassed in those chubby little bodies.
*And of course, talking parenting reminds me of my gratitude for my Savior, who takes my best efforts and amplifies and refines them to be a benefit to my family. This constant purging and renewing influence allows me to open my eyes each morning to another day, abandoning the regrets of the past and preparing me to make all new mistakes - but make them with the best of intentions and, hopefully, some progress.
Yeah, not quite 5 to 1 yet, but I'll keep working on it. By the time my head hits my pillow, I bet I'll be sleeping as sweetly as my six year old.
Good night world - as someone once said (my husband's laughing right now, I'm sure - have I mentioned that I have a memory like a sieve?) it's not so much a matter of how far you've moved, as it is of making sure you're facing the right direction. So, here's to trying again tomorrow. Sleep well.
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Finding something positive
Life goes on.
Positives for today:
*Cleaned house!
*Got to hang and talk music with the Jen-meister.
*Had lunch with some ladies whom I admire. (And had some killer home-made french bread - yay for new recipes!)
*Beautiful sunset.
Sad that some things that I can not control are not going well, but trying to lay that aside and just count blessings. There is a power in positive thinking. Our perspective truly is our reality.
Positives for today:
*Cleaned house!
*Got to hang and talk music with the Jen-meister.
*Had lunch with some ladies whom I admire. (And had some killer home-made french bread - yay for new recipes!)
*Beautiful sunset.
Sad that some things that I can not control are not going well, but trying to lay that aside and just count blessings. There is a power in positive thinking. Our perspective truly is our reality.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Worthwhiles part III
My list of worthwhiles for the day:
*Early morning walks, increased heart-rates, and weight-loss. (k, maybe only in ounces, but I'm counting it anyway. - Now if I can just keep away from Ryan's seminary candy.)
*Pea plants.
*radio.lds.org
*yldsr.com
*top ramen - not nutritionally worthwhile, but convenience worthwhile. ;)
*increased strength and energy
*increased capacity to listen to my children
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Taking it slowly
I have found that it is worthwhile to take things a little slower. Maybe put my multi-tasking skills down for a bit and concentrate on one...thing...at...a...time. I watch a woman I admire who does everything deliberately. She speaks only after thinking. She washes dishes one at a time. She stops to pet the dog, but only after stopping to put whatever she is holding away. She focuses on you when you speak to her and looks you in the eye. She drives with a sense of calm, never distressing what the time or traffic is - knowing she can not control either. I watch her and I am amazed. I realize that right now, for me, this is what I need to do.
I played John Schmidt's "Waterfall" today at my children's elementary school for a 'Parent Talent Show'. About the time I was supposed to go up they discovered that their time budget did not match the number of volunteers. I offered to be taken off of the program, but seeing my son's excitement and look of protest at the thought, they kept me in. To try to make amends, I made an interesting choice. I chose to try to 'hurry' through the song. Now, if you've heard the song Waterfall, you'll know why it was interesting. If you haven't, let me explain that playing it at speed is playing it slightly slower than the speeds reached at a Nascar race. Trying to hurry through it, especially at my skill level, has pretty much the same result as throwing several large boulders on the Nascar track.
However, I have taken to doing other things slower and with more focus and every time it has brought it's own sense of calm and been a good experience. Each time I realize that I am just a person, not a super hero - and somehow, instead of feeling bad about it, I feel very satisfactory. I feel that, yes, I may only be doing one thing, but I'm doing my best to do it well. And, if I'm putting my priorities in order, for the most part, whatever needs to come next can wait while I get the first thing done.
In the end, I can only do what I can do - and that will just have to be good enough.
I played John Schmidt's "Waterfall" today at my children's elementary school for a 'Parent Talent Show'. About the time I was supposed to go up they discovered that their time budget did not match the number of volunteers. I offered to be taken off of the program, but seeing my son's excitement and look of protest at the thought, they kept me in. To try to make amends, I made an interesting choice. I chose to try to 'hurry' through the song. Now, if you've heard the song Waterfall, you'll know why it was interesting. If you haven't, let me explain that playing it at speed is playing it slightly slower than the speeds reached at a Nascar race. Trying to hurry through it, especially at my skill level, has pretty much the same result as throwing several large boulders on the Nascar track.
However, I have taken to doing other things slower and with more focus and every time it has brought it's own sense of calm and been a good experience. Each time I realize that I am just a person, not a super hero - and somehow, instead of feeling bad about it, I feel very satisfactory. I feel that, yes, I may only be doing one thing, but I'm doing my best to do it well. And, if I'm putting my priorities in order, for the most part, whatever needs to come next can wait while I get the first thing done.
In the end, I can only do what I can do - and that will just have to be good enough.
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Worthwhiles
Okay,
So, today has flown and I only have a moment before I need to take my child out of the soak cycle on the bathtub. Boys get so dirty.
Worthwhiles:
*Morning walks! It's been a long time since I have been able to arrange for the time to take a walk. I tried doing it with the kids, but somehow it lost it's relaxing quality when they joined me. This morning I even sang some of my favorite songs while walking, I figure they have you do it in bootcamp, so it must help with the cardio or something.
*Rosemary! I asked for and was given some rosemary today by a neighbor. I have planted two sprigs with roots in two different places and hopefully one of them will take. This is my second edible plant that I'm growing. Planting my left over green onions from the store was my first and they are doing great! Does it say something about you if all you can grow is onions??
*Language! Rebecca has found a way to communicate with me when she is hungry. I always sign and say 'food' to her when feed her. Now she takes my hand off my mouth and touches my lips with her hand - then says 'dada' - which is still her only consistent word, opens her mouth and waits in expectation for something, anything to be inserted. This makes me so happy.
*Friends! I can't find my Book of Mormon, and this has left me very sad the last couple of days. This morning I was really missing the boost of happiness that daily reading gives me. (yes, I could look up the scriptures online, but it's not the same as opening your worn, marked, loved book.) This morning, I ran into a friendly neighbor with whom I have discussed gardening on occasion and she provided not only good cheer, but also a profound spiritual directive. She's not 'mormon', but she had a firm belief in the power of positive thinking and shared her conviction with me. What a joy to have friendship. What a blessing!
So, today has flown and I only have a moment before I need to take my child out of the soak cycle on the bathtub. Boys get so dirty.
Worthwhiles:
*Morning walks! It's been a long time since I have been able to arrange for the time to take a walk. I tried doing it with the kids, but somehow it lost it's relaxing quality when they joined me. This morning I even sang some of my favorite songs while walking, I figure they have you do it in bootcamp, so it must help with the cardio or something.
*Rosemary! I asked for and was given some rosemary today by a neighbor. I have planted two sprigs with roots in two different places and hopefully one of them will take. This is my second edible plant that I'm growing. Planting my left over green onions from the store was my first and they are doing great! Does it say something about you if all you can grow is onions??
*Language! Rebecca has found a way to communicate with me when she is hungry. I always sign and say 'food' to her when feed her. Now she takes my hand off my mouth and touches my lips with her hand - then says 'dada' - which is still her only consistent word, opens her mouth and waits in expectation for something, anything to be inserted. This makes me so happy.
*Friends! I can't find my Book of Mormon, and this has left me very sad the last couple of days. This morning I was really missing the boost of happiness that daily reading gives me. (yes, I could look up the scriptures online, but it's not the same as opening your worn, marked, loved book.) This morning, I ran into a friendly neighbor with whom I have discussed gardening on occasion and she provided not only good cheer, but also a profound spiritual directive. She's not 'mormon', but she had a firm belief in the power of positive thinking and shared her conviction with me. What a joy to have friendship. What a blessing!
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Worthwhiles
My favorite thing for the day:
Gladys Knight singing "I Am a Child of God". Love it. I so want to be a soul singer.
Gladys Knight singing "I Am a Child of God". Love it. I so want to be a soul singer.
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Freedom to fail
I am constantly learning. I don't think I'll ever reach a point where I stop and sigh and say to myself, "Well, I've arrived!" - at perfection, at total confidence, you name it. I am a work in progress.
So, I decided not too long ago, that I'm going to give myself the freedom to fail. I have done this on brief occasions in the past, which has given me some interesting experiences, including some spectacular failures, but also some really fantastic successes. I think the thing I've gained most from these leaps into the unknown is the courage to do it again. And again. And again. And, yes, if needs be, that one more time until I've achieved some measure of success, or at least experience in the area I'm pursuing. Many dead plants attest to this, my determination, in the area of gardening.
Thank heavens children are a little more hardy than some plants, because this determination is essential in the area of parenting, where you really can't just 'give up', decide it was all a bad idea, and put the kid back where it came from.
Singing has been another of these experiences for me. I was not a singer to begin with - although I've always loved music. My sister, however, was. And worse for me, she decided early on that she couldn't sing alone. So I became the hesitant counterpart to all her musical schemes. This involved weekly showcases in which she would sing with confidence, and I would hold her hand, shaking like a leaf, eeking out my part in the softest voice I could produce. Her ambition graduated from talent shows for our family, all the way to aspirations for a national-selling cd.
Through the years, I worked and worked to live up to her faith in me. I studied music theory, I sang and sang in public, hoping that someday I could do it with a little more of my natural verbrato, rather than the violent shaking that accompanied all of these attempts. Although I continued to sing, I almost gave up hope of ever having the poise that I saw in so many other performers.
Painfully clear are my memories of those moments when I took leaps of faith I found were beyond my power to clear. I remember one performance specifically when my part required a rather difficult vocal jump to a relatively high note. I had practiced so hard to get through that passage with ease, ah, but alas, in the moment, a note that I didn't recognize, and one that startled my sister enough to make her physically jump beside me, exited my mouth.
I could have died.
Unfortunately, I thought at the time, I didn't. Somehow I survived the experience and have even been asked since to sing in public. Shocking, I know.
Fast forward to this last weekend. A lifetime of effort paid off in a wonderful success. One I know I could never have had without all of the hills and valleys in my musical journey. I have noticed myself becoming more confident, mostly in the last, oh, I don't know, 4 years or so. It has been gradual. But I sing in a choir where this gradual confidence, and a desire to stretch myself, landed me in the higher, soprano section. This choir often sings music that requires the soprano section to split, some singing a higher, and some a lower note. I always have sung the lower note. This weekend, I was asked to fill in for another choir member who was ill and take the soprano 1 part instead. I agreed to try my best. The success? A high b (yes, above the staff!) was achieved without anyone jumping in surprise next to me. The point? If I can do that, anything is possible, for you and for me.
In the scriptures it talks about faith. It talks about having to wait "by and by" to see the results of faith. You can bet I was praying this last weekend, and every time I stood up to sing in the past. I feel that this has been a journey of faith. Not just faith in God and His goodness, but faith in the good things I could do with His help.
So, keep failing - I mean, trying! "Never give up, never surrender!" (Galaxy Quest - all in all, a good watch.)
So, I decided not too long ago, that I'm going to give myself the freedom to fail. I have done this on brief occasions in the past, which has given me some interesting experiences, including some spectacular failures, but also some really fantastic successes. I think the thing I've gained most from these leaps into the unknown is the courage to do it again. And again. And again. And, yes, if needs be, that one more time until I've achieved some measure of success, or at least experience in the area I'm pursuing. Many dead plants attest to this, my determination, in the area of gardening.
Thank heavens children are a little more hardy than some plants, because this determination is essential in the area of parenting, where you really can't just 'give up', decide it was all a bad idea, and put the kid back where it came from.
Singing has been another of these experiences for me. I was not a singer to begin with - although I've always loved music. My sister, however, was. And worse for me, she decided early on that she couldn't sing alone. So I became the hesitant counterpart to all her musical schemes. This involved weekly showcases in which she would sing with confidence, and I would hold her hand, shaking like a leaf, eeking out my part in the softest voice I could produce. Her ambition graduated from talent shows for our family, all the way to aspirations for a national-selling cd.
Through the years, I worked and worked to live up to her faith in me. I studied music theory, I sang and sang in public, hoping that someday I could do it with a little more of my natural verbrato, rather than the violent shaking that accompanied all of these attempts. Although I continued to sing, I almost gave up hope of ever having the poise that I saw in so many other performers.
Painfully clear are my memories of those moments when I took leaps of faith I found were beyond my power to clear. I remember one performance specifically when my part required a rather difficult vocal jump to a relatively high note. I had practiced so hard to get through that passage with ease, ah, but alas, in the moment, a note that I didn't recognize, and one that startled my sister enough to make her physically jump beside me, exited my mouth.
I could have died.
Unfortunately, I thought at the time, I didn't. Somehow I survived the experience and have even been asked since to sing in public. Shocking, I know.
Fast forward to this last weekend. A lifetime of effort paid off in a wonderful success. One I know I could never have had without all of the hills and valleys in my musical journey. I have noticed myself becoming more confident, mostly in the last, oh, I don't know, 4 years or so. It has been gradual. But I sing in a choir where this gradual confidence, and a desire to stretch myself, landed me in the higher, soprano section. This choir often sings music that requires the soprano section to split, some singing a higher, and some a lower note. I always have sung the lower note. This weekend, I was asked to fill in for another choir member who was ill and take the soprano 1 part instead. I agreed to try my best. The success? A high b (yes, above the staff!) was achieved without anyone jumping in surprise next to me. The point? If I can do that, anything is possible, for you and for me.
In the scriptures it talks about faith. It talks about having to wait "by and by" to see the results of faith. You can bet I was praying this last weekend, and every time I stood up to sing in the past. I feel that this has been a journey of faith. Not just faith in God and His goodness, but faith in the good things I could do with His help.
So, keep failing - I mean, trying! "Never give up, never surrender!" (Galaxy Quest - all in all, a good watch.)
Sunday, November 7, 2010
PDQ Bach
I was not raised with PDQ Bach, unlike my husband. But I have come to thoroughly enjoy his musical whit. For those of you who have not experienced the genius of the "Professor of music pathology at the University of Southern North Dakota at Hoople" might want to give it a go. My favorite album so far is "WTWP Talkity Talk Radio".
So, last night, my husband and I needed something to watch to finish off the day while I fed the baby. We considered some of the sitcoms we had enjoyed in the past, ie. "3rd Rock" and "Frasier". I was really wanting something I could get a good laugh out of, and started realizing that it is hard to find something that doesn't at times end up off-color. So, what do you do on a Saturday night when you are wanting to laugh but also wanting to prepare your mind and heart for the Sabbath? You look for youtube videos of John Bytheway, right?? Well, no luck there. There were only small clips and it takes almost a full hour to do the nightly feeding. So we searched for some good old PDQ Bach and found this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WQkRs3Ek7Iw. Neither my husband nor I had ever seen it and it was just what we were looking for. I'm so glad we searched a little harder for our night's entertainment.
So, thank you Peter Shickele!
So, last night, my husband and I needed something to watch to finish off the day while I fed the baby. We considered some of the sitcoms we had enjoyed in the past, ie. "3rd Rock" and "Frasier". I was really wanting something I could get a good laugh out of, and started realizing that it is hard to find something that doesn't at times end up off-color. So, what do you do on a Saturday night when you are wanting to laugh but also wanting to prepare your mind and heart for the Sabbath? You look for youtube videos of John Bytheway, right?? Well, no luck there. There were only small clips and it takes almost a full hour to do the nightly feeding. So we searched for some good old PDQ Bach and found this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WQkRs3Ek7Iw. Neither my husband nor I had ever seen it and it was just what we were looking for. I'm so glad we searched a little harder for our night's entertainment.
So, thank you Peter Shickele!
Friday, November 5, 2010
A new day
Today was nothing like yesterday. This happens to me sometimes.
At times like these, I have to look for my worthwhiles in the hidden, and yet more obvious places. I should explain. Everyone has things that challenge them to look a little harder for the good. I think this gives one the opportunity to choose, to define, who they want to be. There's one worthwhile right there, I guess. The ability to excercise my power to choose who I am and who I will become. But anyway, one of my challenges is fibromyalgia. This means that when I don't get enough rest I start to hurt. Everywhere. For those of you who deal with the daily physical drain of pain, you know what I mean, and it can sure put a damper on your day. Because this is something I have experienced from as young as I can remember, I think it is probably easier on me than on some. I also know that there are those who suffer so much worse pain than I experience, and on a much more constant basis. To those of you who suffer with physical pain, I am so sorry. I know how hard it is.
BUT, the good things are still there! A couple for my list today:
*running water - my 8 month old ADORES her bath
*beautiful music - I highly recommend Jon Schmidt, his music is very relaxing (Especially his Christmas cd. To the Summit is good too. Waterfall is fantastic, but not in the relaxing category necessarily.)
*scriptures - always little insights that help you know God is there
*toilet paper - I mean really, where would we be without it? And so nice to have a nice big supply for potty-training. (Which never ends, don't let them tell you differently...)
At times like these, I have to look for my worthwhiles in the hidden, and yet more obvious places. I should explain. Everyone has things that challenge them to look a little harder for the good. I think this gives one the opportunity to choose, to define, who they want to be. There's one worthwhile right there, I guess. The ability to excercise my power to choose who I am and who I will become. But anyway, one of my challenges is fibromyalgia. This means that when I don't get enough rest I start to hurt. Everywhere. For those of you who deal with the daily physical drain of pain, you know what I mean, and it can sure put a damper on your day. Because this is something I have experienced from as young as I can remember, I think it is probably easier on me than on some. I also know that there are those who suffer so much worse pain than I experience, and on a much more constant basis. To those of you who suffer with physical pain, I am so sorry. I know how hard it is.
BUT, the good things are still there! A couple for my list today:
*running water - my 8 month old ADORES her bath
*beautiful music - I highly recommend Jon Schmidt, his music is very relaxing (Especially his Christmas cd. To the Summit is good too. Waterfall is fantastic, but not in the relaxing category necessarily.)
*scriptures - always little insights that help you know God is there
*toilet paper - I mean really, where would we be without it? And so nice to have a nice big supply for potty-training. (Which never ends, don't let them tell you differently...)
Thursday, November 4, 2010
What's new
List of 'worthwhiles' for today:
*Taking time to watch the sunrise with my son.
*Helping my husband set up an awesome breakfast for a group of equally awesome seminary students.
*Studying my scriptures to the tune of "21 Days Closer to Christ" and getting blissfully lost in all the linked references. (Something I didn't know before: Jesus is the 'stem of Jesse' spoken of by Isaiah, but the rod spoken of is "a servant" in the hands of Christ. I haven't gone further in my research yet to find out if it refers to a specific servant. - D&C113 had an excellent dialogue on the topic.)
*Cleaning with my contacts out. After being up so early to help with the breakfast, I had every intention of taking a nap so I took out my contacts. I didn't take the nap, but found that cleaning was much less overwhelming when I couldn't see just how much needed to get done.
*Re-looking at Sally DeFord's website. I love her music, but it's been awhile since I had perused the site. I love that she has a blog now and her FAQ page shows off her fun personality. Here's a link to her site if you've never been there: http://www.defordmusic.com/. Thoroughly worthwhile if you're of a musical mindset.
Don't have time for more, but it's been a good day.
*Taking time to watch the sunrise with my son.
*Helping my husband set up an awesome breakfast for a group of equally awesome seminary students.
*Studying my scriptures to the tune of "21 Days Closer to Christ" and getting blissfully lost in all the linked references. (Something I didn't know before: Jesus is the 'stem of Jesse' spoken of by Isaiah, but the rod spoken of is "a servant" in the hands of Christ. I haven't gone further in my research yet to find out if it refers to a specific servant. - D&C113 had an excellent dialogue on the topic.)
*Cleaning with my contacts out. After being up so early to help with the breakfast, I had every intention of taking a nap so I took out my contacts. I didn't take the nap, but found that cleaning was much less overwhelming when I couldn't see just how much needed to get done.
*Re-looking at Sally DeFord's website. I love her music, but it's been awhile since I had perused the site. I love that she has a blog now and her FAQ page shows off her fun personality. Here's a link to her site if you've never been there: http://www.defordmusic.com/. Thoroughly worthwhile if you're of a musical mindset.
Don't have time for more, but it's been a good day.
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