Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Monday, December 22, 2008
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
The other morning, when I woke up, Paul asked, "How do you feel?" I said, "My body aches, my joints hurt, so does my head, and I'm tired, but I don't think I'm getting sick."
Oh I miss those days when opening my eyes meant a whole new adventure. I couldn't wait to get outside and play. I hated to come in to eat or even use the bathroom!
Do you remember when going to your room or taking a nap seemed like a punishment. Now it is my reward!
Once I woke up I was just happy to be alive and looked forward to my day, complete with alone time and a nap!
No wonder people keep asking me about my grand kids!
Friday, December 12, 2008
"Last weekend, I saw something at Larry's Pistol & Pawn Shop that sparked by interest. The occasion was out 15th anniversary and I was looking for a little something extra for my wife, Julie. What I came across was a 100,000-volt, pocket/purse-sized taser. The effects of the taser were supposed to be short lived, with no long-term adverse affect on your assailant, allowing her adequate time to retreat to safety.
WAY TOO COOL! Long story short, I bought the devise and brought it home. I loaded 2 AAA batteries in the darn thing and pushed the button. Nothing?!? I was disappointed. I learned, however, that if I pushed the button AND pressed it against a metal surface at the same time; I'd get the blue arc of electricity darting back and forth between the prongs. AWESOME!!! Unfortunately, I have yet to explain to Julie what that burn spot is on the face of her microwave.
OK, so I was home alone with this new toy, thinking to myself that it couldn't be all that bad with only 2 AAA batteries, right? There I sat in my recliner, my cat Gracie looking on intently (trusting little soul) while I was reading the directions and thinking that I really needed to try this thing out on a flesh and blood moving target. I must admit, I thought about zapping Gracie (for a fraction of a second) and thought better of it. She is such a sweet cat. But, if I was going to give this thing to my wife to protect herself against a mugger, I did want some assurance that it would work as advertised. Am I wrong??
So there I sat in a pair of shorts and a tank top with my reading glasses perched delicately on the bridge of my nose, directions in one hand and taser in the other. The directions said that a one-second burst would shock and disorient your assailant; a two-second burst was supposed to cause muscle spasms and a major loss of bodily control; a three-second burst would purportedly make your assailant flop on the ground like a fish out of water. Any burst longer than three seconds would be wasting the batteries.
All the while, I'm looking at this little devise measuring about 5" long, less than 3/4 " in circumference; pretty cute really and loaded with 2 itsy, bitsy AAA batteries, thinking to myself, "No possible way!" What happened next is almost beyond description, but I'll do my best...
I'm sitting there alone, Gracie looking on with her head cocked to one side as to say, "Don't do it moron", reasoning that a one second burst from such a tiny little ole thing couldn't hurt all that bad. I decided to give myself a one second burst, just of the heck of it. I touched the prongs to my naked thigh, punched the button and HOLY MOTHER OF.....WEAPONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION.....WHAT THE HELL!?!?!?!?
I'm pretty sure Jessie Ventura ran in through the side door, picked me up in the recliner, then body slammed us both on the carpet, over and over and over again. I vaguely recall waking up on my side in the fetal position, with tears in my eyes, body soaking wet, both nipples on fire, private parts nowhere to be found, with my left arm tucked under my body in the oddest position and tingling in my legs?!?! The cat was making meowing sounds I had never heard before, clinging to a picture frame hanging above the fireplace, obviously in an attempt to avoid getting slammed by my body flopping all over the living room.
NOTE: If you ever feel compelled to 'mug' yourself with a taser, CAUTION: There is not such thing as a one second burst when you zap yourself.
IT HURT LIKE HELL!!!!!
A minute or so later ( I can't be sure, as time was a relative thing at that point), I collected my wits (what little I had left), sat up and surveyed the living room.
My bent reading glasses were on the mantel of the fireplace. The recliner was upside down and about 8 feet or so from where it originally was. My triceps, right thigh and both nipples were still twitching. My face felt like it had been shot up with Novocain, and my bottom lip weighed 88 lbs. I had no control over the drooling.
Apparently I pooped on myself, but was too numb to know for sure and my sense of smell was gone. I saw a faint smoke cloud above my head which I believe came from my hair.
P.S. My wife loved the gift and now regularly threatens me with it."
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Well, I delivered the cake and then went to the cultural hall. It was beautifully decorated. There was soft music playing in the background and the company was delightful! They served a 5 course meal that would compare to any 5 star restaurant. A lot of effort had been put into the evening and it showed!
Then the moment of truth, the guest speaker. I remember as a teenager listening to Brother Durrant speak and being so inspired. I guess my hopes were raised a little too high!
He rambled for a little while and then sat down. The two things that stood out about his talk was that when he was little, and only got tinker toys for Christmas, his parents told him to appreciate what he received because kids in MAPLETON and Delta had far less than he did! OUCH! If we would have been in Mapleton, I would have chalked it up to dry humor, but this was in Provo! I guess us old Mapletonians rate right up there with the starving children in Africa!
Then he admonished the women to take care of their husbands because they needed the support-Agreed- but then he said, "I guess you don't need the support like your husbands do!" WHAT?!? I thought a marriage was a partnership, not slavery!
Maybe he should have retired from public speaking a while ago! I'm sure I will find the humor in this in the near future, but as for now, I'm a little disappointed!
Monday, December 8, 2008
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Last night, I had to get my piano to a gig. (It's just a neighborhood band, but it's fun!) RB left his trailer in my driveway so I could use it to haul. Paul wasn't home and Alec was at work. So having the 2 year old mentality that I have, I knew I could 'Do it myself'. I put the hitch on my car and then picked up the trailer to attach it onto the hitch. When I moved it forward, it didn't stop. My hand was smashed between the trailer and the car. And what did I do? (After swearing up a storm) I cried! It hurt and I was embarrassed that I couldn't do it. And talk about timing?!?! I was supposed to perform in less that an hour!
Thank heavens for wonderful neighbors. I went down to Bruners and ask Dave for help. Of course, between he and his family, they took care of me and I made it to the gig, complete with an ice pack for my injured hand. Because it was my left hand, and we have a great bass guitar player, we made it through the gig just fine.
Now as I sit here reflecting on the night, it's kind of funny. Can you imagine a 51 year old lady standing at your door crying? I'm sure if any other neighbors were watching, my swearing and crying dance was entertaining!
I'm sure there are no broken bones and in a couple of weeks, I'll be good as new. And much like a 2 year old, I'm happy again and dancing!
Monday, December 1, 2008
-When my kids are together and laughing!
-Playing in a band.
-Snuggling in my Down Comforter and Down Pillow.
-Causing pain or suffering.
-A healthy 120 lb. body
-Get out of debt
3 Current Obsessions/Collections:
-Stand up Comedians
-‘Spoon Me’ yogurt
3 Surprising Facts:
-I got an ‘A’ in my computer class!
-I loathe any type of fighting.
-It scares me to perform. I always get stage fright!
I tag … Melanie, Patty, Kim, Lexie, and Jesica
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Monday, November 24, 2008
Thursday, November 20, 2008
He met me at JoAnn's at noon and we found some white felt on sale. Since he has never been in a fabric store before, I figured it would be a good teaching moment. We went to the cutting table and a VERY cute young girl helped us. She asked, "How many yards do you want?" I was silent, and so was he, finally he spoke up and said, "3 yards." Trying to be friendly, she then ask, "What are you making out of this?" Once again, silence. So I chimed in, "He's making a pair of one-sies. You know, the kind with feet in them. He gets so cold." Her jaw dropped - Alec's face went BRIGHT red and I began to laugh!
Instead of shooting me (like I know he wanted to) he just looked at me and said, "Good one, Mom!"
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Friday, November 14, 2008
I appreciate the show “The Biggest Loser” because they show the people pushing, sweating, sacrificing and really working hard at it. This is hard work! This is constant work. This is not only a physical challenge, but mental and emotional as well. This is not a task that you can do for a couple of hours a day and call it good, it is 24/7. There is no relief from the stress, and when you go for a break, you have blown your progress and have to start over again!
I talked a woman that had a gastric bypass. She said that she cried everyday for a year because she had to give up her best friend, food! I feel her pain! When your joy, comfort and security is food, and you have to give that up – THAT SUCKS! THIS BETTER BE WORTH IT!!!!!
Monday, November 10, 2008
The rules are as follows:
Each person answers questions about their sweethearts. At the end of the post, the person tags 6 people and posts their names. Then, go to their blog and leave them a comment letting them know they have been tagged.
What is your husbands name? Hilton Paul Matthews
How long have you guys been married? 24 years and 9 months.
How long did you date? We dated for almost 3 months and were engaged 3 months.
How old is he? Fifty two-riffic!
Who is taller? Paul but not by much!
Who can sing best? Paul for sure! He has had YEARS of instruction and practice!
Who is smarter? It depends on the subject! Paul is smarter in some ways, but I have got in beat in others! (Don’t tell him – he won’t believe you!)
Who does laundry? Me and the Dry Cleaners!
Who pays the bills? Me! That’s one of the things in which I am smarter! (Once again, don’t tell him!)
Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? I do. His choice!
Who mows the lawn? Alec does! Once I mowed the lawn for Paul and he was not happy about it!
Who cooks dinner? Me, which is too bad because Paul is a WONDERFUL cook!
Who is the first to admit when they are wrong? Me. Paul thinks he’s NEVER wrong! (That's why he is a.k.a. Paul Perfect)
Who kissed who first? Paul kissed me first, but I took over from there!
Who wears the pants? Paul likes to think he does! (Once again…)
I tag Haley, Debra, Joni, Angie, Cassie and Patty
Friday, November 7, 2008
Thursday, November 6, 2008
I’m just feeling very grateful and want to share my joy.
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Thursday, October 30, 2008
When I was a little girl, my mom taught me how to dust, get a clean rag and wipe things down. We then went into the bathroom for more learning. She told me that wiping things down, like dusting, makes it clean, but if you want something REALLY clean, you would use Comet. We then cleaned the bathroom.
Days later, I was thinking, what could I do to help my mom. I noticed that her bedroom set was dusty. I wanted to REALLY clean it, so I got the Comet, sprinkled it on her wood furniture, wet my rag, and began to clean. As I scrubbed, I noticed it didn't look cleaner, in fact, it looked worse than when I started. I felt like I had done something wrong, so I left my project and went out to play.
When mom saw what was done, she lovingly took me in the bedroom and explained that Comet was only for the bathroom and kitchen and not the bedroom. She still loved me.
As I grew up, I reflected on that experience and was AMAZED that she didn't beat the living tar out of me! I had ruined the finish on her only piece of new furniture she had every owned up to that point! It took years for her to save the money to have it refinished.
I compare that to my Heavenly Father's love. I'll bet he watches us make mistakes and shakes his head A LOT! And yet, I can see him lovingly know that we were doing the best we knew at that moment. Like my mom, he still loves us, forgives us and hopes that we learn from our experiences. I think we all will 'make it' if we just keep trying!
Thursday, October 23, 2008
When Alec was in 1st grade, his class went on a field trip to the canyons. Mr. Chapman took them on a nature walk, pointing out different foliage, wildlife, and the beauties of nature. When we got back into the bus, I noticed that Alec had a grasshopper sitting on his finger. This was amazing to me, because they usually don’t stay in one place for very long, yet this grasshopper seemed to be content to stay with Alec. (I did, however, notice that it was missing a leg.) His class mates were so intrigued. They crowded around him to see this treasure. One friend asked him how he got him to stay on his finger. Alec told him, “I trained him!” --The illusion of control--. Alec was naive enough to think that he had control over the grasshopper. I have asked him about this incident lately and he told me, he really thought that he trained him. After that grasshopper died, he found others, removed their leg and then couldn’t understand why they weren’t ‘trained’.
I am intrigued by the paradox of agency and yet God being in control. I heard it once said that we are in charge of the ingredients of controlling our lives, but God is in charge of the outcome. What are your thoughts?
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Weather bug, Haley, Melanie and Judy
Does your crush like you back?
Oh yeah! He wants me BAD!
What color shirt are you wearing?
If you were going on a Reality TV show, which one would it be?
I would LOVE to do “The Swan”
Are you imagining anyone naked right now?
No, are you?
Ever had a near death experience?
I felt like it was! When I was river rafting and thrown into Kahuna.
I didn’t know “Lunch Counter” was around the corner and it kept swallowing me up! I was a little traumatized!
Something you do a lot?
Walk, Play Solitaire, Laundry, Watch TV
How old will you be in 12 months?
Do you want to see somebody right now?
I am really missing Jackie (Buhler) Vernon
Who would you do anything for?
My Family – Immediate and Extended!
Who is your hero?
What's your biggest fear?
Hitting someone in my car!
Speak any other languages?
Ya zeker! Dutch
Whats your favorite smell?
Do you like to sleep naked?
Heck No! I chafe!
Have you ever kissed in the rain?
Not that I can remember
Do you like rain?
Yes I do!
What are you thinking about right now?
What I need to get done after work today.
What’s your favorite memory?
Performing with the Rock Band!
What are you listening to?
Joe Cocker – “You Are So Beautiful”
Have you ever been kissed?
Who was the last person you yelled at?
Chimi! Ok, he’s not a person, but he barks TOO MUCH!
Who is the last person you said I love you to?
Who is the last person that made you smile?
Monday, October 20, 2008
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
As I awkwardly tried to practice this theory, I ran across Steven Covey’s 7 Habit that seemed to help describe this in a more eloquent way, “Seek to understand, then be understood.” I find this to be much more challenging, yet in the long run, much more rewarding.
When someone is in your face, literally screaming and accusing you, it’s difficult to look at them calmly, realizing that their anger is not about you, but about some inadequacy they feel, or weakness in themselves that is over-whelming to them.
In general, people are most impatient with other people when it involves their own personal weaknesses. When you are guilty of an action or thought, suddenly it’s everywhere you look! I can’t tell you how many times I have heard of someone in the news that condemns others about illegal or immoral actions only to find out later that they are guilty of the same, if not worse, action.
What you notice in others, seem to be what you are judging about yourself.
I'm always curious about the people I notice. I know that Haley notices thin people. Kellie, do you notice all of the pregnant people? I would like to say that I notice the well-balanced, secure, happy, beautiful people. Yeah, that's it!
That's my story and I'm sticking to it!
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
I got up Saturday morning and began cleaning. I started laundry, unloaded and reloaded the dishwasher, pulled weeds in the front flower bed and scrubbed both bathrooms. I sat down for a minute when Haley came over to visit and she said, "What have you been doing?" My first thought was, "Nothing." because the house still needed vacuuming, dusting, mopping, window washing, and don't even get me started on the yard work. When I started thinking about it, I had done A LOT! I ignored the rest of the house and began to scrapbook! Yeah, I paid for not finishing, later, but I felt so masculine! I had patted myself on the back and celebrated!
Last week, Elliot gave me a book to read. It is called "Dave Barry's Complete Guide to Guys". Evidently, Pres. Uchdorf barely scratched the surface. At one point, while reading it, I had to close the book for a minute. I was laughing so hard, I began to cry!
He not only wrote about the difference between men and women, but also between men and guys. In his book he made a "Stimulus-Response Comparison Chart" He states, "if a woman sees and untamed river in the wilderness and woman response would be to contemplate its beauty. A typical Man response would be to build a dam. A typical Guy response would be to see who can pee the farthest off the dam." It just gets better from there!
I am surprised how I, surrounded by boys growing up, still ended up with such feminine characteristics and Paul, surrounded by women, still ended up with not only men traits, but guy traits as well. I guess it just proves that it is innate! It's our DNA! It just proves to me the importance of Psychologists and Counselors. As long as there are two genders, we will ALWAYS need counseling!
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Dad said that he, Darin, Rocky, Mitchell and Jason went to get some trusses. They had a HUGE load and ended up driving 40 mile per hour down the freeway! To make a long story short, they ended up pulling over on the University Avenue exit and waiting for Tannis to drive behind them with her safty blinkers on.
As he sat there, suddenly an owl flew into his window and scared the $#!*% out of him! Of course, Dad, Rocky, Mitchell and Jason got a good laugh out of it.
Mom said that she was reading the paper the other day and found where the BLM found an injured owl and nursed him back to health. They released it back into the wild just a day before this happened.
I just got an email from Darin that said, "I know nothing and have no recolection of any owl."
Does this ring a bell?
You draw your own conclusions!
Monday, September 29, 2008
He didn't get credit for this one either - "Who is Margaret Jayne?" Alec's answer, "I don't know. No one has introduced us!" He did, however get credit for this question - "What happened to the SS Wrath?" His answer, "It sank."
Teachers have a special place in heaven. They rate right up there with Nursery Leaders and Scout Masters.
Friday, September 26, 2008
I think: about my family almost constantly.
I know: change is the only constant
I want: financial security and a healthy 128 lb. body!
I dislike: oysters!
I miss: carefree days!
I fear: for the economy
I feel: deeply and passionately
I hear: beautiful music (my i-pod is playing)
I smell: the cool, crisp air
I crave: Pepsi (lately)
I cry: Freely and often
I usually: am smiling
I search: for universal truths
I wonder: what the future will bring
I regret: my self doubt and loathing
I love: my family, silent snow falls w/huge snow flakes & watermelon
I care: about the under dog
I always: think about what I am going to eat!
I worry: about Paul
I am not: a pet lover
I remember: The comfort and security of my father’s lap.
I believe: t hat people are basically good
I dance: daily – rain or shine!
I sing: either out loud or in my heart constantly!
I don't always: make my bed
I argue: when I’m tired
I write: for therapy
I win: at Solitaire A LOT!
I lose: my shoes!
I wish: I was TOTALLY out of debt
I listen: attentively
I don't understand: what is so important about the blame game!
I can usually be found: at home or at work
I am scared: when I drive! (You should be, too!)
I need: love and attention
I forget: past failures
I am happy: that I finally figured it out! (forgetting past failures)
I tag: YOU!!!
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Friday, September 19, 2008
Another questions was, "Why is a coast in Africa called the "Wild Coast"?" He answered, "Too much partying."
He's a freakin' genius!
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Today is my mom's birthday. She is such an amazing woman. I know everyone thinks that of their mom, but I think I can prove my point! She tops the 'Amazing' list!
She has a strong spirit. Even as a young child, she knew the importance of the gospel in her life. She would attend church weekly, sometimes alone. She has a strong testimony and lives it daily.
She knew she wanted an eternal marriage, so she married a man that is as close to perfect as you can get on this earth. Together they raised 9 children. WOW!
I have often referred to her as 'Saint Shirley' and believe me, she has earned that title. This woman has a direct line to heaven. Her motherly instincts are almost psychic. She knows when her children need her and what to do about it. You can feel that the Lord is at her side almost all of the time.
She not only taught the importance of hard work and education, but she is a living example of it. She was up every morning before the crack of dawn to herd her kids out to do their chores, cook a HOT breakfast, have family prayer (on our knees - of course), read scriptures then help every one off to their various destinations. She washed 4 or 5 loads of laundry DAILY, cooked, cleaned, and taught a plethora of piano lessons. She did this for over 40 years! She was never idle. Even when she would visit with the neighbors, she had a big bowl of beans to snap, or something similar. When the chore was done, so was her visiting and back to work she went. If you were to sneak into her room at night, you could always catch her reading. Not just any book, but a self improvement or religious book. She is always trying to better herself.
She shares her talent of music wherever she goes. She has probably influenced thousands of people with her music. Between her hundreds of piano students and her various church callings, she spread the love of music everywhere. We were not in the car more than 10 minutes before we were all singing some silly song. Everyone of her children have a deep appreciation and love for music because of her.
She is a beautiful woman - inside and out! She is tough as nails yet as feminine as a flower. She can hunt and fish, pack a gun and rough it with the best of them and yet, she still carries herself like royalty. She always was trying to teach us manners and etiquette as well as gutting a deer and starting a fire.
She makes the best of every situation. She is always looking for the joy in life and always finding it. If there was something unpleasant to do, she makes a game of it.
Our home was always open to anyone at anytime. She is giving and loving. It doesn't matter if you are related or if you are one of the many who call her your 2nd mom or grandma, you are family when you are around her. It is not very often that you visit her home without leaving with a bag of peaches or a loaf of homemade bread or some other home made treat.
She loves deeply, laughs freely, gives unselfishly and cares from the bottom of her heart.
She has made such an impact in so many people's lives. She is truly and 'elect woman'.
Happy Birthday and we're looking forward to many more happy birthdays.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Lately, my thoughts have been on loving and respecting myself. I have usually sought for acceptance through others. If everyone else loves it, I love it. If everyone else accepts is, I accept it. If I am receiving praise from others, I must be doing well. My self esteem was based mostly on outside influences. It wasn't until a couple of weeks ago that I realized that others only love and cherish me to the extent that I love and cherish myself. What a shocker! Luckily, I have been surrounded by mostly good people who look for the good in others. I appreciate their love and support, but always wondered why I was never put first in their lives. Well, to begin with, I was never first in my life. Don't get me wrong, I am a firm believer in service and giving, but there gets to be a time when you have nothing to give, and wonder what happened! In the spirit of Stephen Covey, if your saw isn't sharp, you're not a very useful tool! But using the same analogy, what good is a sharp saw, if it is just sitting in the shed! There is balance!
I have been trying to be perfect to be accepted, and when I fall short, I go for the sympathy. This is so self destructive! When you go for the 'poor me' method, you bring yourself below your potential. The sympathy card may get you a hand out or a pat on the head, but in the long run, you haven't gained anything until you pull yourself up and work through your challenges.
This is where the self worth begins. I heard someone say, "Do something hard, everyday, and see what happens." This person chose to take a cold shower to 'toughen' him up. Hey, whatever works!
I LOVE and appreciate my sweet angel, Julia, who sent me the story of finding your own true love. She said she found out that her true love was herself. What a perfect love story! I found the same. As I love myself, so do others, just as deeply and perfectly as I love myself. And it works the other way, too. The more I love and appreciate myself, the more I see the beauty and miracle in others. What a GREAT discovery!
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
We were watching the 400 yd Mens Sprint. When the American runners finished their race,
some of them graced the media a brief interview. The announcer grabbed LaShawn Merrit after
his AMAZING run and ask, "What was your plan?" His answer sounded a lot like a politician - I wish I could remember his exact answer, but basically it was something like,
"I did my thing -was in my groove" - something along that line.
I turned to Alec and asked, "What did he just say? I didn't hear anything of importance." Alec said, "Well, with a question like that, what do you expect? 'My plan is to run fast and win'. "
I guess that is what Lashawn said. He and Alec must think alike!
+ = brilliance!
P.S. I miss you! Hurry home safely!