I can do hard things (well others can...)

I just had to write and tell you how proud I am of Jordan. He is in a psychology class this semester and one day he called me with a big concern. "Mom, this professor uses the "F"word like the word "the"..it is every other word. I am bothered by it, what should I do?" Well, thinking that it would be so great for Jordan to go talk to the teacher, that is exactly what I suggested. Then it hit me.. would I do that? I would WANT to but I am not sure I could (being the brave sould that I am...) So we talked and I still kept getting the feeling that he should talk to the teacher. Well he went the round about way first. He got a hold of this teachers boss abd the boss suggested the same thing that I did, talk to him directly first. Poor Jordan, why do we have to get put in these spots??? I got a phone call this morning and Jordan proceeded to tell me that he had a 30 minute long conversation with this teacher. Jordan found out that he was a Catholic Priest and had served a mission in Honduras for his church. Jordan told him that he also had served a mission for his church, in Mexico City. As the conversation continued the teacher told Jordan that in all of his years of teaching no one has ever brought to his attention his language problem. He thanked Jordan and apologized and told Jordan that he respected him and that he would work on watching what he said. THEN he asked Jord if he had any literature on the church!! SO Jord is givng him a B.O.M tomorrow. WHAT A GUY!! I am so proud of him. I know that Heavenly Father is really proud of him too! WAY TO GO!!!!

Happy 4th !!

It was really fun this weekend with the kids. I know this is gonna sound really crazy since my kids are grown and all but we had a camping outing in our backyard on the 3rd of July. You know, we thought "Hey the best of both worlds....camping AND flushing potties YAY". So they pitched tents and put up a canpoy and hauled a little grill out on the grass (another perk of being at home, laying your tent on cushy green grass). So that was the camping spot and the house was the "lodge". It was great fun until the lightning and thunder came crashing down followed by massive amounts of rain. Jordan and Dyanna were the only ones that braved it out! WAY TO GO!!!! Next morning was breakfast on the lodge porch complete with bacon, eggs and pancakes with the famous buttermilk syrup!!! YUMMY! We had a wonderful weekend together!
The only spot that is sad for me right now is Colin. He is very removed from the family and that leaves a raw wound for me most of the time. But I, for now, will take comfort in the fact that his Heavenly Father knows him much better than I do and loves him more than I can even imagine and he is watching over him.
Hey, by the way, no parade in Eager this year. Maybe next year!!! Bring on those Scottish skirts!!!

Why?

When bad things happen to me, well, I can try and reason with myself as to "why"...and I can put all of my faith into it and find comfort. But when bad things happen to my kids, it is really rather hard because trying to comfort them is very difficult. Sheridan and Garrett bought their first puppy and she was so adorable. About 2 weeks later they noticed that things weren't quite right so they took her to the vet. Distemper. "It is possibe that she can beat it but it is also possible that she can't" said Dr. Freund, the veteranarian. So equipped with medicine and a renewed spirit they took her home. For a few weeks all was well. Then the round of meds were over and she fell ill again. Yesterday no eating or drinking and today, very lethargic. I got a phone call tonight saying that she had her teeth clenched and that her eyes were open but she was not responding. About an hour went by and then another tear-filled phone call saying that their cute little Kiera puppy had passed away. They buried her under a tree that she liked in their yard, on their "ranch". This is very difficult to explain. I want to take their pain and run as fast as I can with it and then throw it far away so that it might never come back again. But I can't. So I tell her to go and snuggle Garrett and together they can feel comfort in each others arms. Then I tell her that I love her.

Monday madness...literally

Well , you know what they say. Things come in three's, right? Well it is true. A couple of weeks ago,and right before Leon left for the infamous church "High Adventure" to Lake Powell, his brother took a lovely spill on his bike and messed up his arm, about a week later his brother's wife,( Leons' sister-in-law) was playing in a softball tourny and got hit in the jaw with a ball which broke in two places and which she had to have wired shut for 6-8 weeks...ewwwwww. Well, then Leon left for his "adventure" and lo and behold we weren't up to three yet...so as not to be left out, he would be number 3. While attempting to water ski, and not being the most flexible person around, He tore his ham string muscle and his leg puffed up like a Macy's day parade balloon and then it proceeded to turn purple and green and red and yellow. It was a super good tear which left him in alot of pain. The blood ran underneath the skin from right under his bum clear down to his ankle. It was not very attractive, but more than that it really hurt. Poor baby. I nursed him along the best I could...so THEN TODAY..ohhhhhhh....first I think I live on a guyser or something. My kitchen sink started leaking leaving me with a puddle under the cabinet ( thing #1). Then our air conditioning condenser pump decided that it would harbor water instead of letting it drain causing us to have to climb up into the 150 degree attic and re-route the stinkin pipe (thing #2) and THEN (here we are at #3) my pool pump exploded...right on Leon, tonight. SO, it is true. Next time you see things start to happen...RUN!!!! I am going to bed now!