The False Happiness of the World, or why cotton candy is evil.
We live near a large amusement park. I happen to love roller coasters. Sadly, this love is not shared by my family. Neither my son or my husband are into this particular kind of thrill seeking (which shocks me about my son, actually, as we are talking about a kid who went to the ER [...]
Putting my money where my mouth is
We have a new neighbor. A new neighbor who isn’t paying rent, who is living with the woman who owns the home. A new neighbor who is waiting to have her children, who are in foster care, reinstated to her custody, a transition that will take at least up to 5-6 weeks. A new neighbor [...]
Boy jobs vs. girl jobs
My husband’s work schedule has ramped up, and he’s not been home very much. The upshot of this is that I am now fully aware of everything he did around the house. I also realize that I resent having to do boy jobs.
Confidence in the family
I was engaged once to a man I didn’t marry. For the record, he was a good Latter-day Saint and a good man. But I came to discover that even good people can have bad relationships. We were engaged for 4 tumultuous months before I finally called it off. I knew it wasn’t right early [...]
How Anne of Green Gables helped me get my groove back
I’ll admit, I’m in a slump. This Haiti thing has sort of made me sick to my stomach, and last night I made the wretched decision to watch a foreign film in German on Netflix. My husband is out of town, and if there is ever a movie he would never consent to watch, it’s [...]
Lessons from “Cool Runnings”
You know the story. Some runners from Jamaica decide to enter as a bobsled team for the Olympics. Their coach is John Candy, himself a disgraced Olympian, and through a series of mishaps, slapstick adventures, and silly antics, they find themselves with a broken bobsled at the end of race. But they still finish it. [...]
I disagree with Bruce R. McConkie
Yesterday in Institute, we were talking about the premortal existence, and the nature of intellegience. We talked about everything from eternal natures to foreordination to Mozart. It’s a heavy topic on the best of days, and I’ll admit to a niggling feeling all throughout the lesson. I tried to contain myself, but clearly not enough, [...]
Let’s give them something to talk about
We had our stake conference this weekend. Usually, I get almost nothing out of Stake Conference, as trying to keep two little kids sitting in a pew for 2 hours must qualify for one of Dante’s seven circles of hell. But this time, I was called to speak in the adult only Saturday session, so [...]
The Winner is…
Random Integer Generator Here are your random numbers: 23 Timestamp: 2009-08-22 19:57:40 UTC Congrats to cms, who was comment #23. cms, send me your info, and we can get Emily’s book out to you. Thanks everybody!
Hooray! It’s a giveaway!
We’re giving away Emily Watts’ new book, “I Hate it When Exercise is the Answer”. I just finished it, and it’s everything you’ve come to expect from Emily Watts. She’s warm and funny, and reading her new book is like talking to an old friend. This book actually has very little to do with exercise, [...]
There, there little luxury…
I’m writing this post on my laptop. It’s actually a Dell notebook, one of those cool half pint sized laptops. My husband bought this for me for our 10th anniversary. I didn’t tell him at the time, but I thought it was extravagant. We’re simple folk–what do I need a fancy shmancy laptop for? THEN, [...]
10,000 steps
Our ward’s enrichment meeting this month was all about “A Healthier You”. I must say, it was excellent. Nothing namby pamby about it, and the RS even brought in outside experts to teach us stuff. A pilates class, a weight training class, and a cop to teach us how to defend ourselves and make our [...]
Chastity is my favorite!
This is a post by our newest recruit, Miss Frances Johnson. Here’s what she says about herself: I’m a 27-year-old journalist and aspiring celebrity blogger living (and unexpectedly thriving) in salt lake city. i love words, riding my bike, long discussions over dinner (preferably cooked by someone else), singing in my car, brushing my teeth [...]
Some things just don’t bend the way they used to
I have a very distinct memory of one of the first times I thought my husband was the most amazing person ever.
And so I wonder if perhaps I could possibly be completely crazy
I hate it when my husband goes out of town. With a deep, resentful hatred that is exactly proportional to how much fun he gets to have while he’s gone. If he tells me the car broke down and he had to spend the night in some seedy motel where he heard sirens all night, [...]
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