Everyone is Invited

Busy as a Bee

Saturday morning Jensen and I went to the Beehive/Deacon activity with Sister Doerfler, Melena and Brianna. It was a tad bit cold when we left Eustis. We arrived early to the Weavers home in Bellview, even after getting lost from listening to the GPS. Soon two other Beehives and about 6 Deacons and a one week old Mia Maid showed up. The leaders outnumbered the youth and the food outnumbered everyone. The kids were crazy and nutty and jumped in the Arctic temperature pool. Some went kneeboarding and some went on the tube some went down a giant slide. Of course, the Eustis girls were not without injury. Jensen kept stepping on mussels and Brianna got konked in the head and blacked out momentarily. I think Melena was the only one unscathed, which in and of itself, is unusual. Toward the afternoon the weather turned absolutely beautiful.

When I got home I went to see, "The Secret Life of Bees" with a really good friend of mine. On my rating of scale of "You Must See It" or "Wait For Video", I give it, "Wait for Video". It was really good with good acting and a good story but I think it could wait if you are a penny pincher.

Warped

This is a picture of me right after Lew and I got married in 1986 in front of our first basement aprartment in Provo. Check out the 80's do.



In our book club last month, we were discussing how the world perceives beauty and thinness as being so important. We also discussed how we perceive ourselves and how warped that perception usually is. I always considered myself to be a big fat tub of goo. Here is proof that I haven't always been. Since I thought it for so long I guess that is where I am now. I'm going to do some positive affirmations and change the tapes in my head. I am thin and lovely and of good report.

Civic Duty

Today I voted for a presidential candidate. I have very dear friends on both sides so I choose to keep my vote personal. I just did what I was told to do. I studied the issues and made the choice. Oh, yeah and then crossed my fingers.

Wander

I saw this great quote in a bookstore at the SLC airport. I wanted to remember it because it is very appropriate for me.

"Not all who wander are lost", J.R.R. Tolkein.

Prayer Rug

Since reading, The Life of Pi, and loving it, I have decided to take on some Hindu traditions. Don't freak out I think they are legal for Mormons. I took a colorful rug that was by my backdoor and made it my prayer rug. The Hindus pray five times a day and they face a certain direction (I forget which way). I am just going to face my bed because that is where I am going as soon as my prayer is over, maybe sooner. Don't worry I'm not going to roll up my rug and pack it to school with me and pray outside my trailer (portable). My bedroom is in the middle of a year long makeover and some of the carpet is gone so I kneeded (get it?) some padding for my knees.

I am also going to paint my bedroom orange which is the Hindu color of survival. Do Mormons have colors? Maybe beige?

Editors Note: I stand corrected. Apparently I am making up my own religion. Hindu/Muslim/Mormon. It is the Muslims who pray 5-7 times a day and they face towards Mecca. Sorry to all my Hindu friends.