Sunday, January 27, 2008

He will be missed.

It was so bitter-sweet hearing the news of President Hinkley's passing. I really loved him and was not looking forward to losing his amazing talks, his sweet sense of humor, and his adorable countenence. However, one of my favorite quotes of his makes my heart soar during this time.

(Speaking of his wife, Marjorie):

“Before I married her, she was the girl of my dreams,” he said. “She was my dear companion for more than two thirds of a century, my equal before the Lord – really my superior. Now in my old age, she has again become the girl of my dreams.”

This brought tears to my eyes when I heard him say it, and it brings tears to my eyes now. I am so thrilled that he is once again with the girl of his dreams...

SALT LAKE CITY 27 January 2008 President Gordon B. Hinckley, who led The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints through twelve years of global expansion, has died at the age of 97.
President Hinckley was the 15th president in the 177-year history of the Church and had served as its president since 12 March 1995.
The Church president died at his apartment in downtown Salt Lake City at 7:00 p.m. Sunday night from causes incident to age. Members of his family were at his bedside. A successor is not expected to be formally chosen by the Church’s Quorum of the Twelve Apostles until after President Hinckley’s funeral within the next few days.

Friday, January 25, 2008

Oh beeeeeeeeep!

My computer refused to turn on yesterday, so I took it to Best Buy today and the 'Geek Squad' guy just shook his head at me and said, "This isn't good." I don't want to hear that!! So they sent it out to the manufacturer and we are hoping for the best. I probably won't be updating much until I get it back since all of my fun programs (photoshop, to be exact) are on it and I am limited to the use of Mike's laptop right now... hopefully it will be done soon, because I shot some quality video of Rachel singing the Hannah Montana theme song. I can't wait to download it and show it off. She is nuts! Nuts about Hannah, that is...I guess it could be worse, I could be stuck watching Barney all day or something like that. At least this has somewhat of a plot.
For those of you who don't have any 'tweens' (or obsessed toddlers) in your house, here is the song I am talking about. Please take note of the 'woaaaah' after the first line, the way she drags out the word 'staaaaaaaaaaaar' and when she puts her finger up to her mouth indicating the 'shhhh' at the end. These are all the highlights of the song for Rachel. And she really likes the part when she says 'Rock out the Show'.

Whatever happened to Twinkle Twinkle Little Star???

Tuesday, January 15, 2008


No, I have not fallen off the LD wagon yet. Thank goodness! But I do have to share this:
So, after about a million posts about my kids, I decided to write a post about me (the LD post). I think to myself, does anyone REALLY care about my eating habits? Probably not. But I decided to be brave and write it anyway. Who cares if people think I am boring, right?
Here's the confession. I blogstalked myself pretty much every hour after I wrote that post to see if anyone would comment. Day 1: No comments. Day 2: No comments. And so on. I have to admit, I started feeling a little bit insecure. I mean, come on. NO comments? No one thinks I am the least bit witty? No one cares that I am drowning in my own desires for my precious little debbies???
And then my friend Shelly asks if I saw her comment. Say What? I timidly answer that no one commented on it and that Mike was making fun of me for being a loser. And she informs me that her comment said it was 'awaiting approval'.
So I logged into my account and sure enough...there were the precious comments! So thank you for commenting on my 'me' post. I was beginning to think that writing about my LD addiction had turned everyone off...and I am glad to know there are other addicts out there like me. ;)
Speaking of addictions, I have totally passed my sweet tooth onto Rachel. Usually she says, "Please I have treat." (as I have mentioned before.) Well, last night as I was cooking dinner, she looked at me and said, "Joy, I want some candy NOW." Um, what??? My mouth hit the floor. Who is this child?
One last thing. Now that I spend every waking moment trying to refrain from making cookies or things of that nature, I would like to ask: Those of you who are dieting or just 'trying to be good', what are you treats? For example, my sister eats sugar free pudding with fruit dipped in it as her treat. I have been eating 100 calorie packs of hostess cupcakes as mine. Or fat free Kettle Corn. Please let me know if you have a good 'no guilt' treat. Sugary or Salty. I can use all the help I can get.

Friday, January 11, 2008

What doesn't kill me...

Can only make me stronger, right? You may think I am reffering to the everyday trials of taking care of two children under the age of two.
Well, I'm not.
I'm talking about my new diet. It's called the 'No More Little Debbies' diet, and it's so hard! I have to admit that during my pregnancy I developed quite an addiction to these sugary, fluffy, creamy cakes. And that waxy feeling that the frosting leaves on your tongue-divine!
After I had Sarah I realized, of course, that I could not continue eating packages of the snack cakes everyday, (I have amazing metabolism during pregnancy that leaves me immediately after giving birth- nursing does NOT melt the fat away.) so I told myself I could have ONE a day. One. Well, lacking self control, I would sneak a bite in at breakfast, a few before lunch, and by the end of the day I would have eaten half a box. You heard me!
So, I have decided the only way I am actually going to succeed my battle is to not have any in the house. At first the very thought of not having any cakes right at my fingertips gave me the shakes. But I am so sick of looking at all the 'jiggly' in the mirror, that I am willing to give it a try.
So here I am. Stuck in a Little-Debbi-less house, but about 1000 calories lighter today than any other day. I can't say that I won't ever fall of the wagon, but maybe someday soon I will wake up WITHOUT Little Debbies on the brain.

Poor little Rachel doesn'ts stand a chance.