11/21/13 Thursday

Paul took Mike to school. Beth & I biked to an apt. I get a text around 11am Ms. Rector is at my house. Oh my gosh I forgot to tell her about this PT eval apt. UCP gave me at the last minute. I felt bad for cancelling. Oops.

On the way back, Beth and I stopped at Walmart. She is still hounding me for a binky. She settled for shoe laces instead. I got headlights for my bike. I had a church function to go to tonight and wanted to be safe. I picked up some cheap material for the purses.

Came home, made the cookie dough, went to school and picked up Mike. Oh he scared me today on his bike 3 different times with one being major. God, are you not hearing my prayers to have Mike ride safely?

Made it home in time to do dishes and bake cookies. I need rest. Oh desperately. I have biked about 20 miles and I am weak.

Took a shower and headed out the door. I biked to the bus stop and got on the 102. I was so scared inside, anxious, by myself, and it was all unfamiliar. It was dark outside riding the bus. I wasn’t sure if I would know when or where to get off. I looked up and now the bus is showing it is 103. I just want something I recognize. A landmark, a person, anything familiar. I’m off the bus and GPS the address. I crossed over 436 when I didn’t need to. I don’t recognize anything. I don’t know this bike path/sidewalk in the rain and darkness. Then I saw it. Kim Coe Designs. A place where I didn’t fit in because everything is so extravagant there. I just want to sit far away from everyone and my back to the wall. Then little by little I saw familiar faces. Faces I was comfortable with. But still I dreaded being there. I felt so out of place



I took pictures every couple of steps. It was all too much. Overboard. And prices I saw….are you serious? These people and my family live in 2 different worlds joined together because Joseph Smith prayed to God with a sincere heart and was given the answer of which church to join and that being none of them.

This lady with her fancy shop is married to the guy who told me I should learn how to control my kids. He is now the first counselor. Somehow I’m just not thrilled to be there.

The former relief society president read this awesome Christmas story. But the real story was how she acquired the book and who wrote it.

Then we played a fun little game of putting our name on a card and something about ourselves that nobody has knowledge of.ย  I wasn’t crazy about it initially but after hearing things read off it was fun.

Then I came inside and saw the fudge, mint fudge to be exact! I love mint fudge. It is my favorite type of fudge. Now I’m in a great mood. Lol.

Then we got to get items for bracelets to make at home. I got the beads and wire but I’m not sure what to do once I put the beads on and how it connects. I will check it out tomorrow.

I traded books for a helmet. Yay! I did have a good time tonight. Sister Bruce took me home and Sister Anderson brought my bike home. I’m so thankful they did.

Til next time, *l0v3y

November 19, 2013 Tuesday

I had read quotes on line that presidents of the church had said on marriage. I tried expressing gratitude several times since. I may be going through the motions andย  in return all I hear is “your welcome.” It sometimes seems he is all about himself. I don’t really remember the last time he complemented me or made me feel good inside.

I feel like I’m on a pond and it has frozen over. I’m skating around the edges, fearful of the center, for it may crack and I don’t know how thick the ice is.

Do I want this marriage to work? Yes. I do. But I need answers and I’m just avoided with the run around. I think that’s what I’m waiting for in order to move on.

Enough about the marriage situation. There is a relief society event this Thursday. I’m so excited. I get these “space saver” ice creams and I decorated it up with material I had previously used as curtains. I know it is butterflies and not autumn but I work with what I got.


This container is going to hold my soft sugar cookies that taste so delicious. I can’t wait!

So yesterday I broke out the material and I saw the princess and the frog material. Oh guilty conscience. I have had it so long, I forgot to make a purse and show it to the lady who gave me the material.


She has a non profit organization called one heart for woman & children. She gets donations and has a huge sale on Saturdays. She helps feed the homeless on Mondays. All kinds of great things she does for our community. So, I’m going to drop this purse off this week and maybe a little girl can have a purse as a present for Christmas.

Til next time, *l0v3y

November 17, 2013 Sunday

Felt refreshed going to church. There is an activity this Thursday for relief society. I think I may actually get to go. Last one I attended was a year ago. This ward has a book club too. I’m starting to feel more comfortable little by little. The book club is a bit of a distance with no transportation except buses and bikes. It’s a white elephant exchange and then we are supposed to read a chapter in a self improvement book and tell about it. I’m going to try to attend that too.

Til next time, *l0v3y


I feel as though I never get to give any service to the church. I recently was added to the Facebook page of Relief Society in my ward.

I saw a post regarding a family who recently had a baby and we could sign up to take them a meal.


I was excited ๐Ÿ™‚ I had never heard of this website. http://takethemameal.comIt was easy to navigate. I saw they lived close to me so I decided to sign up. I got an email confirming it and an email reminding me the day before.

I am so excited. I cannot wait to give them their meal. ๐Ÿ™‚

Til next time, *l0v3y

One drop at a time


Last night I enjoyed myself at a church function. The schedule consisted of dinner, a service project, and the Relief Society general meeting. I live right across from the stake building and heard today that over 250 sisters were there. Amazing! It was so decorated up, it was beautiful. We got to take a small jar of honey with us. They had quotes from the book on little stands if we wanted one. Of course I did because I like to put it on the fridge.

Mine reads:
Your simple act of service may not seem like much in and out of themselves, but when considered collectively they become just like the one-twelfth teaspoon of honey contributed by a single bee to the hive.

Til next time, *l0v3y