Boredom

Have you ever had a day in which you had nothing to do...Oh the prospects of such a day. Well, I'm having one of those days. But instead of feeling motivated to sew, or scrapbook, or clean a closet, or all those other things on my list of "Things I'll do when I have more time", I'm doing none of them. I have the perfect case of "Mom...I'm bored". I hate to let a good whine go to waste, so here it goes:

I've had the past two days off from work, so my housework is pretty much done, although when does it ever stay done. So if I were to be completely honest, I would say 'I'm tired of cleaning the house. The closets can stay cluttered for a few more months.'

My daughter is home from college this weekend, so my normal laundry day has been postponed.

I tried out my new Jillian Michaels 30-day shred yesterday, so obviously I'm much too sore to workout today.

My son has a basketball game in 2 more hours, so pulling out the scrapbook stuff, or starting a new sewing project would be redundant. It takes me 2 hours just to pull everything out, get organized or decide what new project I would want to start. By the time I would be ready to get going, it would be time to get going.

I could plop myself down on the couch and read a good book. However, since I finished my last time-taker-upper 2 weeks ago, "The Maze Runner" (which is really good, I highly recommend it) I haven't been consumed with anything since then. I could go to the library and find another one to read, but I currently don't have a car, and walking is out of the question, since I'm still too sore, and it's much too cold.

Shopping is always a good cure for the boredoms, but again, I don't have a car. My husband is fixing it. The door handle hasn't worked on the inside of my car for the past year, so everytime I need to get out of the car, I have to unroll the window and open it from the outside. How embarrassing is that? It's especially fun when it's pelting rain or snow at me. I think he chose today to fix it on purpose, knowing I would be bored, therefore shopping would inevitably follow.
Being bored today wouldn't be so bad if it wasn't a continuation of last night. Friday nights Tary and I usually go out, it's our date night. On occasion, we have a chaperon tagging along, namely our son, who because we usually feel guilty leaving him alone to eat cold cereal while mom and dad go out to eat, he often comes along. But last night, he was spending the night at his friends house...sweet. However, since our college daughter was coming home for the weekend, I felt equally as guilty saying, 'we're going out, find yourself a bowl of cereal or make yourself a sandwich', since that is what she pretty much lives on up at college. So, I made a lovely homemade dinner for her, and us, and hoped to catch a movie with Tary afterwards.

Don't you just hate having expectations? They never go as you had planned. First of all, there really weren't any movies we were just dying to see, or willing to pay $8/person, or stay up till midnight to watch. Movies out...what then? Chalk it up to middle age, or complacency, or martyrdom, but we didn't do a dang thing. At least not together. I ended up going grocery shopping. How pathetic is that. I did realize that the best time to go food shopping is 8 pm on a friday night. You pretty much have the whole store to yourself. Nice. Attitude, not so nice. I was pretty much a poop the rest of the evening.

Being bored does have it's advantages though. I have a lovely new background to my blog. I thought it reflected my theme quite nicely...much ado about nothing. They look like they have nothing to do as well, just lay around and daydream, and play hide and seek in the forest of fairies.

Being bored makes you grateful for the days when you do have alot to do. My old home-ec teacher from high school used to say, "Idle hands are the devil's work", or something like that. I think what she meant is that when we're bored and not doing anything useful with our hands, we end up doing something we shouldn't be doing or we're just wasting time. Like spending hours playing Ma-jongg on the computer (guilty) or making cookies (cuz i'll eat them all) or sitting in front of the tv in a stupor.

Ho-hum. Dull-drums.
Being bored is no reward.
when life is fun, we get more done.
when life is dull we feel a lull.

Nice. You've all been spared further poor poetry. Kayla's laundry is done...my car is fixed and ready to go...it's lunchtime and everyone is hungry...

well, being bored was nice while it lasted.

If Doe was a deer, what is Faun?

(Read to the tune of Doe-a-Deer)


Let's start at the very beginning,

a very good place to start;

when conceived you begin with birds and bees

nine months later on the 10th of Jan-u-ary

Faun-bur-day, Faun-bur-day

the first three notes just happen to be

doe-day-mi, doe-day-mi

but today we'll sing it my-ay-way

doe-day-me-faun-fro-hap-pee-

let's see if I can make it easy.

Doe-a-deer, a female deer

day, it follows with the sun;

mi, a name I call myself

Faun, the deer that is so fun.

Fro, a head of frizzy hair,

Hap, occurence or event;

Pee, don't eat the yellow snow

Bur, there's frost inside my tent.

Now children, doe-day-me-faun-fro and so on

are only the tools we use to build a song;

Once you have these notes in your head

you can sing a million different tunes by mixing them up,

like this:

Hap-pee-bur-day-Faun-fro-mi

now you try...

Hap-pee-bur-day-Faun-fro-mi

when you know the notes to sing,

you can sing most anything!

Hap-pee-bur-day-deer-faun,

Hap-pee-bur-day-fro-mi!

I love ya!

Thanks for 44 years of laughter, and 44 more to come!

20 Years Ago...

Well, the day has finally come. I don't have more any teenagers (at least for another 6 months). Kayla turned 20 years old today, and officially became...well, not a teenager anymore. But still not quite an adult. It's an awkward stage in a young womans life. Old enough to be married like her friends, but not old enough to put a nickel in a slot machine. But that's ok, for both situations.

Going away to college and living on her own has really helped Kayla grow up and learn about fiscal responsibility. Never mind that her and her roommates spent their hard-earned education money to fly off to Los Angeles for a week to see a Korean boy band perform, who cares if they were the only caucasian girls in the audience. I'm sure it was their high enthusiasm and exuberance that caught the eye of one of the band members to give them a wave and a shout-out, not their white skin and blonde hair against the sea of brown and black. Being financially responsible means staying the week in the home of his cousins best friends grandmothers home, so they could afford the $120 concert ticket and $200 plane ticket. See how responsible she's become.

She's grown into such a lovely young woman. She doesn't paint her face up and scare the neighbors anymore. These days, she's learned a natural shade of red is much more appealing. Easy to come by when by eating whole raw habenjeros peppers. She's learned to always wear a good mascara, because you never know what's going to make you cry, and milk not only does a body good, but helps relieve the burn going down. Her roommates have been such a good influence on her. Her digestive tract will never be the same again.

She's become pretty adventurous since she's gone away. She joined the college womans Rugby team, playing against girls so big, they make the Trunchbowl look like a pansy.

(ok, slight exaggeration on my part)

This summer she danced at the Stadium of Fire, and learned how to windsurf. She sailed the entire distance of the lake and back without the need of a rescue party. It was a pretty small lake, but still....It was impressive for a first timer.

And after 4 years of working for a grocery store, she's finally in a more mature job that requires her to dress in slacks, wear heels, and take money without the exchange of food. At least she's off her feet.

The best part about having a 20-year old who doesn't live at home anymore...is when she does come back home.

Happy Birthday! Love you!

Out with the old...In with the New!

Out with the old...

In with the New!

(It's just a figure of speech dear)

I hate long good-bye's...I always get too emotional. So this will be short and sweet!

It's been a year with ups and downs, joys and sorrows, good-byes and hello's...and alot of growth. But since I'm a glass mostly full kind of gal, I'm going to focus on the good that's happened this year. Starting with:

January! I start my new position at work. I now work as a Corporate Trainer, and absolutely love what I do! I was terrified of accepting this new position. I felt so under-qualified, but someone saw some potential and gave me a chance, for which I will forever be grateful. It's the best thing that almost didn't happen for me.

February! Hmm, does anything good happen in february? Oh yeah, valentines. I'm sure I must have gotten a little something that was good. Overall, it's just a cold, yucky month. No wonder they make it shorter than all the others.

March! A month for birthdays...Tary turns a half a century...a hope for spring...things are starting to look up.

April! Tary and I celebrated our 25th Wedding Anniversary! No, it wasn't on a cruise, or on a beach, it was in a pyramid with mummies! If your thinking Egypt, you would be...wrong. Anniversary Inn, next best thing!

May! If April showers bring May flowers, what does May flowers bring? (no, it's not June moon. I tried that one.) Pilgrims! That's it. I'm sure it was a good month, flowers, pilgrims and all.

June...This month didn't start out so good, and only got worse. Joe's Dad passed away. A great loss, one that is felt by many.

July! Girls camp...scout camp...family camp...and the best part of the month, was Paisley! Oh, how we needed a little sunshine in our lives. Trey turned 12 and received the priesthood, that was pretty special too! And I can't forget my unforgettable night with Paul McCartney...and Tary too.

August! School starts! Kayla back in college, Trey starts Jr. High. Need I say more?

September! Kids still in school! Christmas is right around the corner!

October! General Conference...pumpkins...decorating...fall baking...cool weather...shorter days...sister craft day...Halloween! I love this time of year!

November! Christmas music! (no, it's not too early) Turkey's...new pie recipe's...finishing my christmas quilt that's been 4 years in the making...Thanksgiving...watching Mom pick up the stuffing she dropped on the floor...eating the stuffing she dropped on the floor, (yeah, it's that good!)

December! Transforming my home into a Winter Wonderland...shopping...sister candy day...baking...partying...more baking...giving...Christmas eve with the family...watching my mom knock over the tree...watching my mom try to pick up the tree...(are we sensing a new tradition with my mom on the holidays?)

Overall, it's been a good year. I'm hopeful this new year will be even better.

Happy New Year's everyone!