Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

STRESS

I'm feeling VERY stressed these days.  I have bad dreams about people jumping off the top of very, very tall water slides, or else my children are super heroes and have to fight battles and I can't help them--in fact, I am scared and so I run away.  I cry at work every day, and I hope no one notices.  I have back pain (again or still, whatever), and foot pain, too.  I have sullen and sassy teenagers.  Isaac cries before he goes to school.  My son is coming home from his mission in about four months and we have no place to put him.  My house is dirty and  I don't have time to clean it.  My daughter invited friends over for dinner the other day, and I had no food to feed them with (who EVER heard of serving fish and spaghetti???  It was embarrassing).

There's too much to do, and I don't feel like doing it.

Although, I can throw a mean pity party, and apparently, it's in full swing.  Come on over!!

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Thursday, September 15, 2011

If You Insist...

OK.  I knew that photo would ellicit some interest, and I apologize for keeping you all in suspense!  There's really only one thing that needs to be said about that picture of my sweetheart's forehead.

Cancer.

And you can thank me for NOT posting the photo of his neck.  That one was pretty nasty.  Twice as long, and you know...on his neck.

I've kind of been sitting on this news, because I didn't really want to talk about it.  There's lots of good news here, so we feel very positive, but still, it's a scary conversation to have to have in ANY form.  It's basal cell carcinoma, which is the most common form of skin cancer, and NON melanoma, so it rarely spreads, metastasizes, or kills.  WHEW.

He's getting those stitches out this morning, and the doctor will let him know if they got all the cancer when they removed that chunk of his head.  The doctor said that they did get it all when they did the one on his neck.  So we're feeling pretty good, all things considered.

And you must know, Dennis has been quite happy going around telling people that his wife whacked him in the head with a frying pan...

He's such a funny guy.

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Potty Pod

When Isaac needs to take a potty break, he'll often take Dennis's or my iPod along for entertainment.  I assumed he was playing Plants vs. Zombies or watching Phineas and Ferb on NetFlix.

Apparently, I was mistaken.









I wonder how iPods do with Clorox wipes?? 

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Blessed and Grateful

Last night Kate and I went to a concert at the University.  We do that a lot.  Sometimes it's me and Kate, sometimes it's me and Dennis, sometimes I torture the boys and make them come, too.  But I love these outings.  I love the time I get to spend wtih my daughter, or my husband, or my whole family.  These are special times.

When I go to these concerts, I usually cry.  At some point during the night, my soul overflows with joy and gratitude, and the tears flow.  To hear these performers, to be a part of the music, to be able to listen and enjoy...  I just can't help it.  I cry.

I feel so blessed, and so grateful, that there is this kind of beauty in the world.  And that I have the opportunity, here in little old Provo, to hear some of the world's great artists, and to hear some of the world's greatest art.

Want to see what I'm talking about?

 Brian Stokes Mitchell

 Chanticleer

 Dawn Upshaw

 Frederica Von Stade

 The King's Singers

Lea Salonga

You see how lucky I am?  I have been there.  I have seen them.  I have heard their voices.  And this is just the past couple of years, and just the professionals.  The BYU groups make me cry, too. Maybe even more, because they are my friends.  Holst, Shostakovich, Dvorak, Strauss, Prokofiev, Beethoven, Brahms, Mahler.  Such wonderful music, such amazing performers, such thrilling performances.

So you see.  I am blessed. 

And I am grateful.