Tuesday, August 12, 2014

I'm a Romantic....and Always Will Be ;)

Just in case you ever had any doubts....lol.  I am definitely a romantic.  I love romantic stories, especially true life ones, and I love romantic movies where there's a happy ending.  I don't like the ones where everyone dies at the end or where one of them dies at the end...ARGH. That's NOT a happy ending to me.

I just finished watching Letters to Juliet for like the 3rd time...lol and watching that woman find her first love and have him recognize her is such a wonderful story.  It makes the heart beat faster, makes you think of how wonderful life is, and how stupid the girls fiance was.  ;)

It makes me think of my husband and how supportive he is of me.  He loves my painting (he's always talking about the judges need glasses when I enter competitions, lol) he puts up with my writing -- though I'm not sure how much of my stuff he's actually read.  He loves my cooking, and is always willing to try a bite of whatever I'm making.  He's told the kids there's only been one time he didn't like something I'd made, and it was no wonder...I didn't even like it!!  ;)

But yesterday while we were driving, he was talking to me about how upset he is with the kids and how they are taking so much for granted.  We still have five living at home with us, (sigh) and they are all struggling in their own way, but yet - they can afford to go see movies, or buy fast food.  He expressed to me how he'd like to be able to take me to movies or buy me flowers, without worrying about the money.

Just knowing that he wants to do those things makes it all better.  Does that even make any sense?  Probably not, but it does.  Just knowing that he loves me and wants to do things for me is the most wonderful feeling in the world.  He jokes that if he dies before me, I'll be fine -- but if I die before him, he'll starve to death in a week because he's forgotten how to cook.  He hates being without me. 

I love him and he loves me.  And as long as we have that love, I'll be a romantic.  ;) 


Monday, August 04, 2014

West is Best book review!

Hey all - I've done it again - Promised someone I would review their book on my blog for a chance to get a free read.  ;)  Well, if you have 6th graders who like to read, like horses and drama, well, you've got the book for them!  This would have been a better review for the beginning of summer, as this would have been a great summer read!  But since this is when I could post it, we'll go with that.  Perhaps you have a kido that reads fast and would finish it before school started anyway...lol.

Anyway - Have ya'all heard of the book series called the Ginnie West series by Monique Bucheger?  This book, Being West is Best, is the 4th in the series.  If you like series reading, you might want to start at the beginning, there are bits that mention things that have happened, and when that happens you feel a little lost, but otherwise, it's a great read on it's own.

The story is well written, and takes you into the minds of two 12 year olds with emotions and drama that give you a clear view of how they feel and the emotional turmoil of preteens, and what they're in for.  The subject matter is a little adult, in that it deals with parental abuse, just a heads up - but it deals with it in a steady and firm hand, no gratuitous scenes of bloody faces, etc.  You get to know Ginnie and her best friend Tillie and like them.  You come to like her large family and appreciate the safety and sturdiness of her uncles.

And horses.  I would have loved this book when I was 12 -- I was way into horses back then.  I wanted one for my own, but hey, I lived in the city and there wasn't any way I was getting one, so I read everything about them I could.  This series would have been tops on my list.  ;)

Anyway - if you've got readers, they'll want this book.  It's got adventure, fighting, friendship, romance (sort of), no pirates, but hey - it's a West-ern...lol.  Give it a look!  (I know, I sound like I'm promoting Princess Bride, right?)

Have a good one!

Tuesday, July 29, 2014

It's Raining and the Humminbirds are back!!

I love this kind of weather.  Not only does it take the temperature down a bit, but it greens things up for a short time.  I used to think August was such a hot horrid month, but then I realized a year or so ago that we get lots of thunder showers in August and September.  My granddaughter's birthday got shut out because of thundershowers, lol.  Poor girl...I'm hoping this year is a little less crazy for her.

And we finally got our hummingbird feeder back up!  We found a cool little hook at a yard sale last year and we got it put up last week.  It's been fun watching them come back.  When hubby and I went to Fish Lake a couple of weeks ago, it was so much fun watching them, that he was inspired to put it up for us at home.  He's just the best, ya know??  I kind of like him a little...or a LOT!  ;)

Anyway, just wanted to share some thoughts on life real quick, as I haven't been as consistent at writing as I would like to have been.

I've got a new critique group I'm part of now, which is great - only I haven't had time to read any of their critiques yet!!  sigh.  Fortunately that should change this week...(if I can get out of bed!!)  They are great, and I'm excited to be back with a group again.

I've only got three weeks left of summer vacation before I go back to work.  Sigh.  Have I mentioned how I like my job?  I work with some of the best people!  I just would prefer to be home, but ya know.  I told my hubby that I need to work till we pay off his student loans.  He isn't thrilled with the thought of me helping with that, but it's also a good thing for me.  If I weren't working, I'd probably get even lazier.  It's scary.

I have two paintings I need to get done before then as well.  One I need to get done this week and framed if I'm going to enter the county fair.  I'm not sure about the state fair this year...I'm getting a little discouraged with the atmosphere promoted by the judging.  I guess we'll see.

And so...I've been editing my writing this past couple of months, trying to get the three books in my Hibiscus ladies series ready to sell together.  I'm not sure that they're going to work with a publisher, but I promised hubby that I'd submit this year, so I've got to get going on that.

I haven't been cooking as much lately, I realized.  And it's interesting.  I'm not sure why that is.  I'll see if I can't get some photos of the zucchini that I've been adding to everything because it is almost literally coming out our ears!!  It's sooo crazy.  We haven't had zucchini like this in years.  It's awesome!!  We wouldn't be adverse to anyone that wanted some though...  ;)

So I will probably do a couple of posts on my cooking blog, so you'll probably want to check it out next week.

I was hoping to post a photo of my hummingbird feeder with a hummingbird, but I can't find any!  I'll have to take one so you can see.  ;)

Have a great day!!

Sunday, July 06, 2014

Happy 4th!

Well, I know it's past the 4th, but I wanted to post a small bit about it.  It was gorgeous here, HOT, but gorgeous, and it truly made me thankful that I live in this beautiful country.  We have so many blessings here!!
We have many things that we take for granted that many other countries struggle to just live.  Like electricity, clean running water, indoor toilets, land that we can grow food on, grocery stores that carry an amazing selection of foods, protection from crime (for the most part, lol) and the opportunity to vote and elect our leaders.  While I don't think that is working very well right now, I do still love this country and am thankful for those that are still willing to fight for it.

Thanks everyone who ever has, and currently is -- serving our great country.  You keep America strong.  Thanks for all you do and your families for all their sacrifice as well.

Sunday, June 15, 2014

My Dads

Yesterday was the day we take once a year to celebrate the men in our lives.  Mainly, our fathers.  Well...I've had several fathers.  My 'real' dad, so to speak, who I lost when I was 7, my first foster dad who tried his best, but didn't know what to do with a girl, lol, and my second foster dad who wasn't really there...that's why I haven't mentioned him before.  ;)  And then my second 'real' dad...at least in my book.

I have been very fortunate in having these men in my life.  They taught me about unconditional love, morality, honesty and integrity. 
My first 'real' dad was a Ranger back in the days when that was a new and big thing.  He was part of that regiment that is told about in Saving Private Ryan.  He was a radio operator and when they landed on the beach, he and another soldier ended up remaking bullets to fit the guns they had because they'd run out of ammo.  He got the silver star for it...and went on to serve in Italy and Africa.  He never told us about those times...

We found out that he was even in Italy from one of his old friends that I spoke with a couple of years ago.  His second wife made him toss all his souvenirs from WWII, which makes my brother fume to this day.  He was a carpenter.  He helped form a credit union for the carpenters.  I heard he actually helped build the Oakland Temple!  wow.  You're awesome, dad.

My last dad...he was amazing too.  He was in Korea.  He had to identify the bodies when they came in...talk about gruesome.  ugh.  But he never let on that it had been difficult.  He told a few stories, but not many.  He came home and went to law school and became an awesome lawyer.

When he and mom took me in, it was as if we'd been meant to be.  They were my kids grandparents.  Their children are my brothers and sisters, and my kids aunts and uncles.  There is no doubt, no questions... only confusion from outsiders, lol.  I remember one time when I was shopping with mom and she ran into someone who had known them before me.  She asked who I was, and Mom said her daughter.  They looked really confused, and then mom laughed.  "Well, our adopted daughter."  Though it was never official.  It never really needed to be until dad became an emeritus patriarch and couldn't give my kids blessings because he wasn't legally related to them.  sigh.
Oh well...a couple of them were able to receive them from him.
Anyway - one has been gone for almost 50 years, and one less than 8 months.  It doesn't really lessen with time...in some degree.  And yet, it does.
Well...Love ya Dad.  Both of you.  And miss you sooo much....
Thanks for all you taught me.

Sunday, May 11, 2014

My Mothers

A while ago a friend gave me a CD that talked about listening to the voices in your head.  I thought it was rather odd, I don't really have voices in my head other than my own...but sometimes I think we do end up beating ourselves up that way...
Anyway, one of the points was that we can ask for help from the good voices.  That we can ask the Lord to let someone help us, such as a scripture hero, or historical hero.
Suddenly it occurred to me that I could ask for my mother's help!  My mother was a wonderful woman.  I just wish I had known her...or had memories of her.  She died when I was 4.
My aunt tells me that she liked to sing and was always smiling.  My cousin tells me she was like her best friend.  She was a second mother to her.  It makes me kind of jealous...  I imagine that we have lots in common.  Just looking at that photo tells me she enjoyed cooking.  ;) 
She and my dad were apparently a wonderful love story, and I feel that it was the loss of the love of his life that caused him such unhappiness afterward.
They married when she was barely 18 and dad was 25.  Doesn't that sound like a wonderful love story?  I would love to have her influence in my life.  My parents were converts to the church.  They were able to join and be sealed before I was born, so I was born under the covenant.  I was truly blessed.
Then I entered another phase of my life.  I discovered another mother. 
When I was 17 I moved to Utah and was introduced to the Beans. 

They were a large and strange lot and decided that I fit right in.  We ended up informally adopting each other, and I gained another set of parents.
And that's when I got Mom Bean.  Look at that face!  Isn't that the sweetest face you've ever seen?  She tried to give me a motherly example, but I was old enough that I was clueless.  I wish I'd learned more.  Even now, I look at the photo in my room and ask her, "what would you do??"  sigh. 
I was greatly blessed.
I have been so fortunate in my life.  At times Heavenly Father has truly watched over me and given me such amazing blessings. 
My mothers.
I just wanted to share them today.
Thanks mom.  For loving me, and leaving me a legacy of kindness and love that I have tried to emulate for my children.  I feel that success has been limited...but I do try.

Thanks.  I love you.

Friday, April 11, 2014

My 4 minutes...

I loved conference, it was wonderful as usual.  ;)  We were even able to watch every session.  I listened to a little of the preisthood session, but had too many things to do in between...  ;)

Anyway - my favorite talk was the one about the Olympics.  If you've read my blog before, you'll remember that I'm quite the fan of the Olympics.  I love to watch them and I watch as many of the games as I can.  When Bishop Gary E. Stevenson compared our lives here on earth to the Olympics, and Noelle Pikus-Pace, it made sooo much sense to me. 

It also made me panic a little.

I mean, I'm over 50.   (shocking, I know, lol)

But, that means I've already used up at least 2 of my minutes.  Really.  The chances of me living past a 100 is pretty slim, my ancestry isn't known for their longevity, but I don't really know.  I mean, my uncle is currently in his 90's and still lives on his own...

But anyway.  What have I done so far with my 2 minutes?  Not as much as I'd hoped to. 

Sure, I've done some stuff.  I went to college, got a 2 year degree, went on a mission, found the perfect Guy, got married, had children, tried to raise them correctly...enjoying being a grandmother!

But I still haven't figured out what my purpose here is.  What my mission in life is.  I'm trying to become a published author, trying to do more with my art, trying to teach my daughters and hopefullyl granddaughters some hand crafts...

We spent millions of years (possibly...who knows...) preparing for this moment in time.  This little blip of time where we get a chance to show Heavenly Father that we can do what He wants us to do.  That we can have faith and grow and improve so we can return and live with Him eternally.  The biggest goal/prize/medal we could ever earn.

It's still hard to comprehend that this life is going to seem so small when we get to the other side.  It's hard to realize that so much is riding on this  moment of our race.  Are we strong?  Are we healthy?  Are we spiritually fit? 

I hope conference gave you much to think about.  I hope you're working on making these 4 minutes the best you can.  He wants all of us back.  But we've got to want it to.

Give these 4 minutes your best shot.  Your VERY BEST.

You've got one heck of a cheering section rooting for you.  I know I do at least.  At my age?  It keeps getting bigger ever year...  ;)