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You, Alone

A few weeks ago,
I found myself in a Japanese fast food place
ordering food to go.
I didn’t want to eat in the restaurant alone.
So, I ate it in my car,
while wishing I had stayed in the air conditioned building.
This video spoke to me.
I am posting it for your self evaluation.
Even though LeGrand doesn’t like it.
But that’s just because he’s the kind of guy
that isn’t afraid of being alone.

For Abigail…

…and anyone else who has an interest in make-up.
Even if you aren’t 11 years old.
I wear make up 3 times a month. Max.
But I was mesmorized.
Michelle Phan knows what she is doing.
And her voice is soothing.
I wonder how much she spends on her make-up
or if it is all given to the cause.

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Check out her other stuff.
Lady Gaga’s Bad romance and Poker Face.

Then you can watch this spoof.
It’s funny, but you will be tempted to X it
from boredom.
But wait for the flour.
So funny.

Weakness

In my church we have modern day scripture called
The Book of Mormon is compilation
of Native American prophets.
The climax of the book is when Christ
appears to the Native American people.
of this written sacred event.
You can read about it here.

One reason, many Christian religions
say that Mormons are not Christian
is because of this Book of Mormon.
It pains me
because The Book of Mormon
brings me closer to Christ.
It helps me learn of Him.

One of my favorite verses from
The Book of Mormon
is

2 Nephi 25:26.
The words of Nephi, the prophet, are this:

“And we talk of Christ,
we rejoice in Christ,
we preach of Christ,
we prophesy of Christ,
and we write according to our prophecies,
that our children may know
to what source
they may look for a remission of their sins.”

Another of my favorite verses is
Ether 12:27

“And if men come unto me
I will show unto them their weakness
I give unto men weakness
that they may be humble;
and my grace is sufficient
for all men
that humble themselves before me;
for if they humble themselves before me,
and have faith in me,
then will I make weak things
become strong unto them.”

How powerful is that?

It’s a beautiful promise
that soothes the soul
of this imperfect woman.

And I am not the only one
who has felt the power
of this verse.

I can’t wait to show this video to my family tonight.

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Nothin’ Sexier.

The only thing this video is missing is LeGrand. Totally awesome.

I hope my stay at home brother in law Jordan will really appreciate it.

I wish you could all see Caroline rockin’ out right now.

It’s no wonder why they do it.

Nothin’ sexier than spreadin’ your posterity all over the world.
(preferably in the bounds of marriage)

On Moonlight Bay

My grandpa John and Grandma Dorothy remind me of
Ginger Rogers and Fred Astaire.
Supposedly, they danced beautifully together,
and they sang together in perfect harmony.
I would have liked to have seen it with my own eyes.
One song that they always sang on road trips was
On Moonlight Bay.
My parents, although, maybe a little less talented in the vocal department,
passed on the great tradition to my siblings and I.
I now sing this song with my children.
Four generations, and I hope it will never stop.
I wonder if Grandma and Grandpa could have forseen.
I can’t help but smile as I listen to my girls singing the song in the other room.
They always respond to this song.
I found a video of the song on You Tube,
to pass along.
This is amazing, as the same man does all the parts.
I thought it did justice to the imagined memory I have in my head
of Grandpa John and Grandma Dorothy.
Sing along everyone.
We always echo every line.
It’s more fun that way.
If you really want a blast to the not so distant past
and if you happen to be in love with The Beatles like my Abigail,
go here, and see The Beatles’ version of Moonlight Bay.

Yes, there is a Santa Claus

After a recent depressing blog post,
I received an outpouring of love.
It was truly a miracle.
A Christmas miracle.
I had tried not to talk about our deplorable situation.
I didn’t want to be needy.
Or ungrateful.
I also didn’t want to make my husband feel bad.
Because he has been busting his tail.
But when one is building his own business straight out of college,
it is rough. Really rough.
And even rougher when you have a family to support.
This has been the worst fiscal year of our lives.
And that says a lot.
Because you all know we were in law school with three kids.
And we lived on less than $18,000 a year.
For those who aren’t Mormon.
You gotta know that Mormons keep a supply of food for emergencies.
Months back, we lived on that food for the first time in our married lives.
After months of living like this, I finally fell apart on my blog.
I threw it out there.
And I only threw a small portion
of the load that I had been carrying.
As to not make anyone feel bad.
Especially my husband.
Who I honor, respect, and admire.
Shortly after I threw it out there,
Miracles started to happen.
(LG sarcastically remarked that I should have begged on the blog earlier,
like when the kids needed shoes for school.)
I can’t even think about some of them without crying.
For instance,
A friend I haven’t spoken to in years called and asked what she could buy my girls for Christmas.
She had read the blog and felt inspired.
I am deeply grateful for all of the little miracles in 2009.
God has been good to us.
But one miracle in particular,
deserves a special mention.
A special mention
because
I met the wife of Santa Claus
when she found my blog years ago.
I would have never known Santa Claus without the blog.
Did you know that Santa really lives in Nevada?
Last week I got an e-mail from him.
The message line.
Yes, Abigail, Sophia, Bella, Caroline..there is a Santa Claus.
Along with it there was a notice to pick up a trampoline at our local Wal-Mart.
Santa’s wife had read my blog.
She notified her kind and generous husband of a Christmas need.
It wasn’t really a need, but a want.
A want on the Christmas list.
A want that some down and destitute parents could have never fulfilled.
And they would have never asked for help.
Because it was just a want.
And their kids had what they needed.
And the kids had become very aware that the basic necessities of life were blessing enough.
They could ask Santa for some amazing gift,
but he probably would be too busy helping some even more destitute kids in Africa.
But guess what?
Santa wasn’t too busy.
And on one day of the year,
nothing was too much to want.
Because on one day of the year.
Miracles happen.
And some precious little girls in Knoxville, TN got a trampoline.
Even when their parents had told them repeatedly
that Santa had kids to feed in Africa.
And would probably be too busy.
And one very little blogger.
with a very small readership.
Got her Christmas miracle too.
Santa Claus read her blog.
And on Christmas Day,
he made her husband smile.
Really smile.
And that is all she wanted.
And she had wanted that for a very long time.
Ever since last Christmas.
But she thought Santa was too busy in Africa.
But, Santa was in Nevada.
And he not only read my blog.
But he made miracles happen at my house.
That is so like him.
I heard this song on the radio the evening of Christmas.
I bawled my eyes out.
That evening my prayer went something like this:
Give Santa a halo for me, will ya?
Oh, and send his wife a big fat kiss.