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Sunday, November 13, 2011

Happy (Final?) Birthday, Kermit

Two years ago today, Kermit changed my life.  Yes, I name inanimate objects, and Kermit was my first iPhone.



 I loved Kermit, but his 3GS skills were no match for the siren song of Siri on the 4S.  Meet Rocket.


These photos were taken in the same spot at the same time.  Kermit's picture was taken using Rocket and vice versa, so you can see that Rocket has a much better camera (a flash! editing ability!), too.  Rocket is currently sporting a red ID case from Case Mate, which is much more vivid than the photo.  Kermit also wore a (green) Case Mate ID case for most of his active duty, until it broke and I found that they no longer carried it in his signature color.  So for a while, he was purple.

This may be Kermit's final birthday, because, as much as I love him, I no longer need him... and he still has some resale value.  :)  Thanks for the memories, Kermit, and for making me *heart* Apple products.

Things That Make Me Happy: Teaching

One of the things I love about being a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints is the opportunity to learn and grow through teaching others.  Through my various callings in the church, I've had the chance to teach groups ranging from age 4 (Sunbeams - nearly impossible) to 84 (Relief Society - the most fun), with a lot of teenagers in the middle.

I find that I am often called to teach lessons about which I know very little - the experience of learning a topic and then teaching it is simultaneously humbling and exhilarating. Sometimes I teach quite well, other times not so much, but every time is a learning experience for me.

I have always known that the skills that I display as a teacher aren't really mine - the Lord truly inspires and leads me through the Holy Ghost.  It's the only way to explain the contrast between the ease and eloquence of my teaching and the complete and utter ineptitude I show daily in social conversation.  Many, many times I have said something and simultaneously thought to myself - "Wow!  That sounded amazing!  Where in the heck did that come from??"  I don't say these things out of conceit, but rather as testimony to the truthfulness of the following scripture:
Doctrine & Covenants 84:85 Neither take ye thought beforehand what ye shall say; but treasure up in your minds continually the words of life, and it shall be given you in the very hour that portion that shall be meted unto every man. (emphasis added)
The Lord truly does give me the words that I need to say, when I need to say them.  Often He does this as much to teach me as to teach others - I can't tell you how many times I've been in a situation and been reminded of something that I said during a lesson that is exactly what I need to hear at that moment.  Sometimes, He leads me to do or say something in a lesson that seems counterintuitive to the message, and once in a while He lets me see the impact that it has had on someone else.

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That happened to me today.  Last week I "taught" in Relief Society - I use quotes, because there was very little original content - I replayed Elder Uchtdorf's talk from the General Relief Society Broadcast followed by a summary slide by Shawna Banagas, which I found on Sugardoodle.net.

In his talk, Elder Uchtdorf specifically talks about good and foolish sacrifices, and uses the example of making hand-embroidered potholders for every member of the class as an example of perhaps not choosing to spend our time wisely.  In spite of this example, I felt inspired to make a copy of this wonderful visual for each class member on 4x6 photo paper.  It seemed counterintuitive, but it was so pretty!

Today in Sunday School, while discussing "patience" as taught in James, a woman shared her story of how my lesson and the visual had made a huge difference in how she handled a situation that had been troubling her for quite a while.  She had the photo in her hands as she spoke, and kept pointing to it.  It brought tears to my eyes, and I was filled with gratitude that the Lord had let me see how He had used the efforts of Elder Uchtdorf, Sister Banagas, the Sugardoodle.net staff, and my skills with Google and a good photo printer to change someone else's life for the better.

For that reason and the countless other blessings it brings, teaching makes me happy.

Saturday, November 12, 2011

Things That Make Me Happy: Blogging

Those who are aware of my posting frequency are probably chuckling at this one, but it's true.  I do enjoy blogging - some days more than others - because it causes me to actually think about the life I'm living.

This may be terribly narcissistic, but I read and re-read my blog often.  Truth is, I have a terrible memory.  Not the met-you-at-an-event-and-can't-remember-your-name kind of poor memory, but a real honest-to-goodness my-past-is-really-kinda-blank memory.  I have a few memories - good and bad - but most are  really hard to recall without a photo or note.  I need a visual reminder, and that can often bring up the memory.

On the downside, it tends to make me forget things that are important to other people, like favorite foods, interests, their kids, things we've done together... basically, if I don't work at it, I come across as very self-involved.

On the upside, it makes it really hard to hold a grudge.  :)

So, blogging helps me remember events in my life that are worth remembering, good or bad, and that makes me happy.

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Things That Make Me Happy: Pine Trees

I love pine trees.  My dream spot: a large grove of mature pines in sandy soil, surrounded by crunchy pine needles, the air tinged with the sweet smell of sap.  The ragged looking ones are my favorite - they have so much character.

Spending time amongst pines soothes my soul.


 


Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Things That Make Me Happy: Snark

As should be obvious to all who read this blog, I love a snarky comment.  I am not, however, a fan of mean spirited put-downs (which, after consulting dictionary.com, is actually the definition of snarky.  Oops.)  What I enjoy is good, light-hearted snark like I found on my hairspray bottle.  Perhaps technically, it's sarcasm.  Whatever.

Aussome Volume Hair Spray

In case you can't read it, it says:
DIRECTIONS:  It's hair spray.  You spray it on your hair.

Things That Make Me Happy: Reese's Peanut Butter Cups

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As many people are aware, I am a friend to many varieties of chocolate candy, but in my world, Reese's Peanut Butter Cups surely qualify for BFF status.

I love these so much that I rarely buy them.  They have a half-life of nanoseconds once I know of their existence in our home.

Showing her kindheartedness, Sarah went through her bag of Halloween candy and gave me every last Reese's she found.  When I protested that she should keep some because she likes them too, she just said "But they are your favorite, Mom!" and refused to keep any.  Acts like this save her when I'm out-of-my-mind exasperated with some autistic quirk, because I remember that life with her is not all bad.

My more rational younger daughter took the smarter (?) route and immediately HID all of hers so that I couldn't get to them.  I'm guessing she hasn't figured out the value of a goodwill offering.

My wonderful husband has small stashes of these around the house for when I start whining that I NEED chocolate but we don't have any.  He has learned over the years that if he tries to hide a whole bag of them, I will literally sniff them out.  I don't know his system, but he hides a few here and a few there for when my hormones cry out for some choco/peanut-butter love. Brilliant.  I am so grateful for him... but that's a separate post.  :)

ps - My peanut butter cup love does not extend to Reese's Pieces. No way. Yuck.


Things That Make Me Happy: Motherhood

I love my children so much.  They are both such wonderful, unique individuals.  I love that they are part of my life.  I will admit that there are many aspects of parenting that certainly wouldn't fall under the category of "things that make me happy", but overall, I am grateful that I chose to have and raise children.

I am, however, slightly disconcerted by how quickly my kids went from this:
18 months
18 months

















to this:
8th grade
4th grade


















I don't remember giving them permission to grow up so fast.  Sigh. Just another parenting item that I'm under the illusion that I can control, but that the girls emphatically prove otherwise.

I must admit - I am very proud of the young women that they are becoming!