Lonely, I'm so Lonley

If you have seen Flushed, that song was my favorite part of the movie. I don't know why, but it amused me greatly. I was reading a blog the other day when a mom talked about how lonely she was. She talked about how she sometimes wished for those carefree days before marriage and motherhood settled on her shoulders. I also read a note on facebook from a person my age that is not married and has no children, who is very attractive that is lonely as well. My conclusion? Well, I think we are are lonely. I wonder why this is. I am a busy mother of 2. I love being a stay at home mom and I do my best to find ways to save money, teach my children, and better run our household. Yet, sometimes I am simply lonely. I think that the age of technology has replaced human interaction. Of course comments on my blog or on facebook can brighten my day. However, they are no substitute for a nice phone call or a good chat. Now, I love to walk my neighborhood. Sometimes people are in their yards and we will chat for a bit. I love connecting with those that live around me. Of course my favorite person to chat with is my best friend and love. Mr Chad is a great person. He encourages me to play Guitar Hero and listens to my silly jokes. He loves to hear my silly made up songs and encourages me to do what ever I want to do. I love to have him with me. We don't always get along, and sometimes we have miscommunication, but all in all, he his my favorite person. He is working right now and striving to receive his masters degree. At times it is hard to let him focus on these goals because I want someone to talk to. I have a feeling that many people feel the same way. So, how do we start to feel comfortable with ourselves and reach out to others? How do we start friendships that are so important to women? How do have time to sit and visit and share our woes of child rearing and house cleaning? How do we break out of the comfort zone of the Internet and have actual people over for dinner and games? It seems easy, but it is not. My question is this: What do you do? How do you faster relationships beyond facebook, twitter, or myspace. Especially those stay at home mothers, how do step outside of your comfort zone and embrace your fellow man? Or is this all just me and my insecurities about calling people up and making friends?

Salsa!

My family and I love salsa. Unfortunately our favorite salsa is garden fresh salsa. We put tomatoes, green peppers, jalapenos, cilantro, corn, cucumbers, and onions. I have yet to figure out how to bottle our fresh salsa so that it still taste like fresh salsa. My mother in law cans salsa and it taste great, but it's not the same. Has anyone out there canned salsa and had it taste fresh? Please send me your salsa experiences and recipes.

If You don't have anything nice to say, shut it!

I was running back through my blog and noticed a comment on my "My Kids" post. Here is my response to the anonymous commenter: First of all, you know nothing about how I raise my children. Second, I have a testimony of Jesus Christ. I know that He came to this earth. I know He died for me and atoned for my sins and my pain. I know that He rose triumphant from the grave and conquered death. I know that My family will be together forever. I also know that the teaching of Jesus are to be good and kind. What is so wrong about that? I have felt Christ's power in my life. I feel it as strongly as I feel the current in a stream and the wind in the air. I may not see Him, but I can't deny His love and existence. I feel sorry that you are so bias that you cannot leave people to believe what they wish without writing mean comments. Obviously you are a coward because you wouldn't put your name to the comment. At least I am proud of my religion and what I teaching my children. Your comment was not intelligent or even a good argument. It was mean and spiteful. Please feel free to read my blog, but be strong enough to leave your name and honestly, think about what you are saying. Reading my blog is your choice, I don't force it on people. If you don't like what I write, don't read it and don't comment.

A Week of First

This is the picture that I wanted to do last, but it showed up first. Okay, I know you are sick of hearing about my garden and canning, but I had to share. This tomato weighs 1 pound and 2 ounces. Really, that's huge! You could cut it and it would cover an entire piece of bread. We call it Monster. I can't wait to eat it! PS-please ignore the messy scale. just pretend it is sparkling clean, because by the end of today it will be. I hate when my mess shows up on camera.

Forgive me, I did the pictures wrong, but I don't want to re-do them. I will try to tell the pictures as I go. Maybe by the end of the post it will make some since. This blog does not have the option to copy and paste, so now It really is a jumble mess. I wish I had time to fix it, but alas I do not.

I'm not really fond of these pictures of McKayla. To me they do not really show her. I don't even think it looks like her, but we were running late, so I had to go with what I have. Maybe I will try to get a different picture after school. it still counts right? McKalya was so very excited about going to school. She is super smart, but really needs the socialization. I think this will be great for her. I worry about her being the kid that always wants to talk rather than waiting for her turn to answer. I worry that in her quest to be friendly, other kids will be turned off. She seems to love everyone instantly and seems to believe that everyone should feel the same way. I have tried to explain to her that some kids want some space and some time. She just wants to jump in with both feet and be best friends with the world.

I always thought that I would be ready for this day to arrive. Especially since McKayla went to daycare for the first 2 years of her life. Well, almost three. Anyway, this week marks the beginning of me being a taxi cab and the end of me being the center of McKayla's world. She started dance yesterday and today she started pre-school. We found both at reasonable prices and McKayla couldn't wait to start. Yesterday she was upset because she had very high expectations. She thought that she would learn to dance like a ballerina, in one day. She was upset because she messed up and thought her teacher was mad at her. Oh boy. Not that I am hard on myself or anything, but the poor dear.

I love this picture because that is my McKayla. She is such a pretty child and so full of life and love. She is growing up too fast and I can't seem to capture it.

Journal

So, I received a journal from Chad last year for my birthday and I finished filling it a week ago. I've never completed a journal. Now that I have and I haven't bought another one I realize that I miss writing in it. I made writing in it part of a to do list that became habit. Now I am missing it badly. I heard on the radio that we are living in record times. That we should keep a journal and record the proceedings for our posterity. Right now, the US is on the brink of great change. I believe that we are experiencing great change, but I don't really write about that. I hardly ever write about the economy or the health care reform, unemployment, or politics. I keep up with them on a very basic level, but I don't write about it. The question is, did those that kept journals during the great times of our history, did they write about current events when they were in the news or did they wait until it affected them? How much should I dedicate to writing about current events from the news? For example, did anyone note in their journal that JFK's brother passed away Tuesday? What is most notable is that in the 60's he was drunk and got in a car accident that killed his female passenger. The really big problem: He didn't report the accident/death until the next day. Who in my generation knows this? Does it matter? I focus on my blessing and what funny/quirky things that my kids do. I write about spiritual experiences and about family activities. Do those of you who keep a journal write about the happenings of the news or current events? Do you write a brief paragraph or choose once a week to view the world? What do you do? Just wondering.

Oops!

I normally try to be pretty neutral about my religion as I love my friends that are of a different faith as much as I love my LDS friends. However, I have to give some religious background so that you can get the full scoop of my embarrassment. So bear with me. In our religion we have temples that we go to. There we covenant with the Lord and receive blessings. Not only do we do this for ourselves, but we do it for the dead as well. Now, just because we do it for the dead doesn't mean that they have to be LDS. Heavenly Father would never make someone be LDS. Think of it as a gift card that you can use if you want. It's all about agency. So, it is a sacred setting. Anyway, my husband and I had the opportunity to go the temple last night. We decided to do sealings. This means that we stood in as proxy for husbands and wives and were sealed for time and all eternity for them. Anyway, we were in the middle of this when I started not feeling well. Yep, I passed out. Then, Chad had me sit by him and I passed out again. I was very embarrassed. They called the doctors and nurses to come and help me. Funny thing about passing out, you dream. It feels very weird to wake up from a dream and be in the temple, when you expect to be in bed. It really throws off your perspective on things. I asked Chad how long I was out and he said 30 seconds max, so how did I have a dream that felt like I was asleep for hours? I am still embarrassed, but I know that no one looks down on me for this. The temple workers were so kind and caring. I guess it could have been worse, but I felt like I ruined a very special experience. Anyone else ever pass out during a special occasion? Or is it just me?

My Kids

Kids say and do the funnest things. Somethings I am not in the mood to hear or witness these things, but I have been trying to lighten up lately. I wanted to record a few thing that my kids have done lately.

On Sunday we had some friends over for homemade bread and jam. McKayla loves to play with this family's little boy who is a year older than she is. She dressed up in a princess outfit and they played. After he left she said, "He didn't say I was beautiful." I had to clarify, but what she said was spot on. She was sad that the little boy didn't notice she'd dressed up. I told that boys don't really notice those things. She asked why and I redirected her to her father. He simply said that "boys are dumb."

Last night we were have family home evening. We were talking about the importance of family prayer and why we pray. McKayla noted that Jesus had super powers. She said that He can make faces and all sorts of things. We are not sure where this came from, but we did tell her that He had the power to create things. She wants His super power. I had to tell her that Jesus was very special and only He has His superpower.

Last, I was taking a bath this morning, after my workout. I felt especially tired so I thought that I needed a bath. Next thing I know Ariana had climbed in the bath tub with me. She left her cloths on. I had to get the camera and take a picture. She was happy as could be simply swimming in her jammies.

I love my girls and I am so greatful for them and their sweet spirits.