Monday, December 31, 2012

Our Anniversary Weekend Trip to La Push

This past weekend was most enjoyable!  I've never been out to the ocean in the winter, and I've always wanted to go.  It was a beautiful trip coming and going, but being in La Push and right at the ocean was breathtaking.  Our cabin (as you'll see in the photos) had large picture windows, and we had a full ocean view.  We were no more than 500 feet from the water's edge, and the roar of the waves was so loud we could even hear it inside.
 
The cabin's kitchen had everything we needed to cook our own meals--except the food!  There's one small burger place on the way out to the resort, a convenience store next to it, but no restaurants.  So we stopped in Forks for vittles.  We loved cooking for ourselves, and then sitting at the table watching the sea and listening to the waves.

On Sunday, we woke up early enough that it was low tide, so we drove up to the next beach and hiked the 3/4 mile down to the water.  That beach was so sandy and smooth!  We went to see the tide pools that were "teeming with intertidal life".  I wasn't too impressed with the tide pools, but the beach was gorgeous.

La Push was a truly magical place.  I've always been attracted to the sea...for me, it represents majesty, mystery, and omnipotence.  (Ironically, all three of those words can be used to describe God, too.)  The photos I took really don't do justice to the beauty we were surrounded by this weekend.  But you can catch a small glimpse of it, I hope.









Thursday, December 27, 2012

Happy Anniversary to ME!

Well, and David too.  Today we celebrated 10 years of wedded bliss.  10 years.  10 YEARS.  That's one whole decade.  1/10th of a century.  I can't think of anything I've done for the space of 10 years.  It has gone by so quickly.  This is not going to be one of those posts where I share what I've learned over the last 10 years of brushing my teeth with the same adult.  Because when it comes to knowing what makes a good marriage GREAT, I respectfully defer to my parents and parents-in-law who are much better examples of what sticking together for better or worse really means.

Instead, I share this:

After 10 years, 3 children, 3 moves, 1 career change, and several hairstyles, I can honestly say that most days are good days, and not once have we ever seriously wanted to call it quits.  That, my friends, is referred to as a SUCCESS.

Tonight, we enjoyed going to a movie and dinner sans the little nose-miners, and tomorrow we leave for a relaxing weekend in La Push.  No phones, no TV.  Just us and the wild Pacific Ocean outside our cabin.  Not a bad way to commemorate one decade of keepin' it real.  Pictures coming.  Yeah, I know, I say that all the time.

G

Wednesday, December 26, 2012

Merry Christmas! (One Day Late)

We had a wonderful Christmas.  Every one got something they never knew they always wanted, except for Sadie who was disappointed because she did not receive a bathrobe.  And unlike previous Christmases, I did not capture one single picture of the events of the day.  One could argue that without photographic evidence, an Ellis family Christmas may or may not have actually occurred.

But I can personally verify that roast beef and Yorkshire pudding was consumed, cookies were baked and subsequently enjoyed, and Santa did, in fact, visit this house.  One thing that did not happen this year was the singing of the song "Randolph the Bow-Legged Cowboy".

I have also very much enjoyed having my Aunt Dee Dee here with us this year.  It's been too many years since we have been together at Christmas, and being able to spend it with her has made this holiday even more special.  I hope we can do this again.

I can see the New Year in the very near future, and I am looking forward to 2013 as a year filled with many good times, good memories, and a larger yield in the garden.  I hope your family has had a Christmas as marvelous/meaningful/memorable as ours.

The happiest of holidays to all of my dear readers!

G

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Amy's Dinner Prayer

Dear Heavenly Father,
We thank you for this day.  We thank you for all our blessings, and that it's almost Christmas vacation.  Well, not tomorrow, but on Thursday.  And we thank you that it's 14 days long, including weekends.  And bless the food.
In the name of Jesus Christ, amen.

Sunday, December 16, 2012

Happy Birthday, Sadie!

Four years ago, the weather was very snowy and cold, and we celebrated having a brand-new, healthy, beautiful baby girl with BIG blue eyes join our family.  We named her Sadie Pauline.

The time has gone by too quickly.  Sadie has grown so much.  She loves baby dolls, preschool, and getting together with friends as often as possible.  She has a great sense of humor, and can turn any phrase into a song.  Just don't tease her too much!  I feel pretty lucky to have such a spunky kid.  Happy Birthday, Sadie-Bug!


Thursday, December 13, 2012

Choices.

Yesterday, Lucy told me that Aiyanna asked her why she was homeschooled.  Lucy replied, "Because I don't get along well with others."  Yes, it's funny, and not entirely true, but there IS some truth to her matter-of-fact statement.  For Lucy, school was a source of social frustration.  She does not relate well to children in her peer group.  She doesn't share the same viewpoints shared by the other children in her grade.  It goes beyond not having seen a single episode of SpongeBob SquarePants.  She got along quite well with the teachers and staff at school, but it's really not appropriate for an 8-year-old to count adults as "friends".

As a child, I did not have many friends.  I suffer(ed) from the same issues of unrelateability as Lucy.  Add to this that my family moved alot during my childhood.  I did not attend the same school more than one year in a row until my Sophomore, Junior, and Senior years of high school.  Rather than be sad about this, I simply found other interests.  I learned to enjoy being by myself.  Do not feel pity for me.  To this day, I STILL enjoy spending time by myself.  I am so comfortable being alone and in my own head that many times I have to make a conscious effort to really listen to what someone is saying.

As an adult now in my 30s, I have found friendships with others who are old enough to be my mother, aunt, and grandmother.  My closest friends are my husband, mother, and sister.  I look forward to when my daughters are adults and our relationships will evolve into the special friendships that older mothers and grown daughters share.

Why am I sharing this?

For the last few weeks, I've gone back and forth about deleting my Facebook account.  My foremost reason, really the only reason I would take such a drastic step, is for the same partial reason Lucy is homeschooled: Because I don't get along well with others.  (And I would add "online" to the end of that sentence.)  I believe I am quite personable in real life. (I could be wrong about this.)  I can talk about the fluffy, feel-good, surface stuff very easily, and it has the added bonus of no one outside of my inner sanctum knowing how I really feel about deeper issues.  Because that's where I get into trouble.

Facebook for me, and for so many others, is a place to let it all hang out, for better or worse, and share what you ate for breakfast, news articles you read, and passionate opinions on countless things.  Most people take comments from other people with a grain of salt and are able to keep their friendships on Facebook separate from their relationships with the same people in real life.  They can rant on Thursday about wearing pants to church, for example, and then be all chummy on Sunday.  Good for those people.  I can't differentiate like that, and I worry and analyze over posting things I have an opinion about, because even though it's okay for the organizer of the "Wear Pants to Church" event to write angry sentences like "For a church that claims the ability to choose as the act that saved us from damnation, they sure are stingy when offering that act to women." and call Mitt Romney a "dickalope" on her blog (The Mormon Child Bride--she got married at 20, by the way), it's just not as "funny" for me to politely disagree with her view on inequality for LDS women on my Facebook page.

This is just one example.  I put myself into trouble often enough because of my political views and religious beliefs.  And I hate conflict.  Yet I keep posting things that are controversial.  What's wrong with me?  I'm an idiot, I guess.

I've weighed my options.  I could simply post on the mundane things of life (and my life is fairly full of the mundane).  I try not to clog up people's News Feed with how good my blueberry bagel was, or how I was able to remove chocolate milk stains from a while shirt.  I could simply only post positive, happy things, and if I can't say something nice, then I can keep it to myself.  I could simply only be "friends" with those who have similar views as myself.  This is like having a party, but not inviting everyone who knows about it to come.  (Which causes more harm, I think, than posting strongly opinionated status updates.)  I'm sure there are other options, but frankly, I think I've already made my decision.

So I'm running away from Facebook.  I really don't have the time to check in anyway, since I now homeschool Lucy, and I have Sadie and Baby Antonio in the afternoons.  I will miss seeing what friends from high school are up to, but I can always check in with my brother.  My one faithful reader of this blog has her own blog, and it would be good for me to visit that more often than I do.  Others I am Facebook friends with are people I run into on a regular basis, or they're family and I really should do a better job of keeping in touch with them than just clicking "Like" every now and then.  And I've grossly neglected this blog, which is something I really used to enjoy doing before Facebook came along.  I am really feeling well and am quite at peace with this decision.

And so, after notifying my husband, this post will be published and posted on Facebook, and my account will be deactivated no later than 11 PM tonight.  You can see what I'm up to by bookmarking this blog:  http://ellisrambler.blogspot.com and you can also email me: gina (dot) davidsgirl (at) gmail (dot) com.

Much love,
G




Sunday, December 9, 2012

We Wish You a Merry Christmas!


Have a very merry Christmas!
Scatter gladness ev’rywhere!
Sing the carols of the Christ child:
Let your neighbors know you care.

Have a most exciting Christmas!
Ring a bell and trim a tree;
Stuff a stocking for a loved one;
Hang the holly joyously.

Have a happy family Christmas!
Gather all your loved ones near;
Talk about the baby Jesus;
Wrap your hearts in love this year.
 (LDS Children's Songbook, 51)

I am enjoying this Christmas season so far.  Yesterday, we saw Santa at the Stadium Thriftway, and he was kind enough to let the girls have a photo with him and tell him what they want for Christmas.  After that, we went to see the live nativity that Epworth LeSourd Methodist Church puts together most years.  It is always a special part of Christmas for me, and the girls really enjoy it too.  I hope my family and friends are having a wonderful season of love, joy, and goodwill as well!  Merry Christmas!

Too Many Pies, Not Enough Fingers OR Why I Never Finish Anything

This is one of those posts that I can already feel is going to be a long one.  I would take the time to apologize for this, but frankly, since I think no one really reads this, I'm not sorry.  Read it or don't.  I write just for me anyway.
At any one time, I have at least 5 or 6 conscious thoughts swirling around, and countless other unconscious ones bubbling just under the surface.  I have always been this way, and before my third baby was born, my very active brain would keep me up many nights.  It's amazing how important unfolded laundry becomes at 2:37 AM.  It begins as unfolded laundry and twists and morphs into a metaphor about my life.  Four years ago, when Baby #3 showed up, I am now just too dog tired to spend much time thinking about anything most of the time.
Today, though, my brain is very full.  It's noise no one else can hear.  It's random and jumbled.  And if I don't put these thoughts somewhere, they WILL keep me up tonight.  And I'm tired.  I need to sleep.  And I need for it to be restful.  So here are my thoughts.  As random and jumbled here as they are in my head.  (Sigh.)

My last "great idea" for this blog was to type something I am thankful for each day in November.  I made it to the 11th, I think.  Then I just got so far behind, I gave up.  It's not that I'm unable to count my blessings.  It's not that expressing gratitude is a stretch for me.  Simply put, I'm FULL of great ideas, creative juices, and good intentions.  I'm so full of them, in fact, that rather than make time for just a few, I attempt each one of them and then never make it to the finish line.  On anything.  Take my daughters' room, for example.  I painted it with some help from a friend.  My aunt made the curtains.  I bought a new toy shelf with fabric bins for their toys.  I made a bulletin board.  I installed a display shelf over the window.  It looks good.  But I still need to tack up the trim (thanks to the same friend who offered to paint the trim for me or else that would also not be finished), sand and paint the railing, hang the hooks for their bathrobes, hang the bulletin board, and put up a couple more shelves.  I have a plan, it's the follow-through that hangs me up.

Today was a good (but overwhelming) day at church.  I filled in for Primary music, which was definitely the highlight of my day.  If I could spend my time singing with children, life would be pretty close to perfect.  The stressful part of the day--ooh hang on.  I have to see if there are flipcharts for the songs we're singing on Christmas Sunday, since I'll be filling in that day too.  Okay.  Found one, not the other.  But it's okay because the kids will just need the words anyway.  Back to the stress...I really want to share the stressful part of the day, but I'd better not be too detailed.  I'm sure the person didn't mean it the way it sounded.  No one ever handles everything perfectly.  I'll just leave it at that.

The other big thought that has been swirling around really deserves needs its own post.  It may take a few days, but it's coming.

G  

Sunday, November 11, 2012

Gratitude Challenge: Day 11

Day 11
I'm filled with gratitude for those men and women who serve our nation.  They are willing to sacrifice their time, time with their families, holidays, and even their lives to protect freedom and liberty for ALL of us.  Not just themselves.  They do it for every American.  Because of those who have fought and died for the important cause of freedom, I have the freedom to live my life the way I want.  My daughters can attend school, we can worship God in our own way, we can leave our home without fear.  Veterans deserve our praise and thanks for the job they do.

Saturday, November 10, 2012

Gratitude Challenge: Day 7, 8, 9, & 10.

As usual, I've fallen behind.  But I'm catching up today, because I want to finish this thing!  So here it goes:

Day 7
I'm thankful for a car that runs well, is reliable, nice looking, and has plenty of room for my family.  It's not brand new, and doesn't have the latest and greatest in technology (although my girls think the digital temperature display is pretty awesome!), but we are comfortable in it and the payment is affordable.

Day 8
I'm grateful for my talents.  I'm not going to list them here.  I'm thankful that I enjoy doing so many things and that I have skills in so many areas.  It makes my life fuller and more fulfilling.  I'm thankful for the people in my life who have taught and encouraged me to develop in many directions.  Not only have I learned so much, I've made wonderful friends along the way.

Day 9
I feel incredibly grateful for my husband.  He works two jobs in order for us to pay our bills and have a little extra for the necessities of life.  He listens when I call him with the inane workings of my day, or my stressed-out rants.  He supports and encourages me in whatever I do, and always tells me that I'm pretty, that I'm a wonderful mother, a good cook, and an example of service to others.  We've been married almost 10 years.  Sometimes it feels like much longer, sometimes much shorter.  But whatever it feels like, there's always contentment and happiness in knowing we will be together forever.

Day 10
I'm grateful for my faith in God and Jesus Christ.  These are turbulent and difficult times for every one.  I go from feeling comfort and peace about the future to feeling the need to make preparations for various possible scenarios.  Yesterday was a hard day, and I spent most of it depressed.  But as I fell asleep last night, these words came to mind: "If ye are prepared, ye shall not fear."  (D&C 38:30)  I read the entire section this morning, and found more understanding and motivation than I've felt in the last few days.  This doesn't mean I won't feel moments of panic or negativity.  But I can always go back to what I know it true.  God and Jesus never change, and they always have our best interests at heart.  That is what matters more than any possible catastrophe.

Tuesday, November 6, 2012

Gratitude Challenge: Day 6

Today, I am thankful for grandparents.  My daughters have wonderful grandparents.  We live with one set, and are only a 30 minute drive from the other.  Grandparents can have a very special connection to their grandchildren, and I am grateful for the effort the grandmothers and grandfathers put into the positive relationships with my girls.  It's important and necessary.

I am also thinking about my own grandparents.  I really knew my mother's parents well.  They lived in our neighborhood and I could ride my bike to their house in about 3 minutes. My Grampa, Joe Paron, who would have been 100 years old today.  Before he died more than 10 years ago, I had the opportunity to record his life history--an experience I will never forget.  I also had the blessing of caring for him for the last few weeks of his life.  It was hard to let him go, but I know that there were many people waiting for him, including his loving and devoted wife, my Gramma, Hilda.  Not a day goes by that I don't miss them both.  I look forward to the day when our family will be reunited for eternity.

Thank you to all of the grandparents I know.  You make a difference for your grandchildren, even if you don't realize it.

Monday, November 5, 2012

Gratitude Challenge: Day 5

I'm thankful for my brothers and sister today.  As I mentioned before, my brother, Erik, and his girlfriend, Sandy, are visiting for a few days.  I had a chance to spend the morning with them.  We had pleasant and stimulating conversation and good food.  They introduced me to Korean cuisine today.  I tried bulgogi, 3 types of kimchi, a bit of fried fish, turnip soup, and bean sprouts.  I enjoyed it very much.

I feel very lucky to have this visit with them--they live far away, and their lives are very different from mine, but I feel we have a deep, mutual respect for one another, and value each others' opinions even when we don't agree.  I learn a lot from them about music, culture, food, and they have many funny stories about places they've been and people they know.  I appreciate the short time we have together.

My brother, Ben, is a very special person in my life.  He is funny, gentle, and easy going (a big thing for a guy with Autism!) and out family wouldn't be the same without him.  One of my favorite things about him is that he will occasionally spontaneously tell me, "I love you, Gina."  It comes from nowhere, and it's very genuine.

Finally, I am grateful for my beautiful sister.  We are 10 years apart in age, but I don't really feel it.  We help each other as much as we can, and we enjoy spending time together--when we have a moment or two to spare!  I love her dearly, and I know she and I have a special bond.  We laugh together, cry together, share stories and experiences, and ask each other for advice.  No one can break us apart, and she and I both know that there have been people who have tried.  Anyone who knows us knows that we are truly sisters by chance, but I know that God planned it this way all along. 

Sunday, November 4, 2012

Gratitude Challenge: Day 4

I'm grateful for Primary.  Primary is the LDS (Mormon) church's name for the children's Sunday school program.  Today, there was a meeting that they wanted all of the women to attend.  So the dads were recruited to take over for us the final hour of church.  As I sat downstairs trying desperately to look like I was paying attention, I was really listening to all of the fun and singing going on right above us in the Primary room, and wishing I could be there instead of stuck in an uncomfortable chair in a room full of grown ups.

I'm so thankful that I get to work with the children and learn the gospel, sing the songs, and be with my own children at the same time.  I come home tired most Sundays, but I wouldn't trade working in Primary for any other job in my church.

Saturday, November 3, 2012

Gratitude Challenge: Day 3

Today I am thankful for family and good friends.  For the last four years, my mom and I have planned a Dia De Los Muertos or Samhain dinner party near Halloween and All Saints Day.  This year was a DDLM year, and it was wonderful.  The food was delicious, and the company was stimulating.  It was even more special because my brother, Erik, and his girlfriend, Sandy, are here visiting.  We ate dinner, then each of us shared a funny or poignant memory of someone we knew who has passed away.  I really enjoyed myself, and am grateful for the people I have met while living here who have enriched my life in many different but important ways.

Afterward, I laid in bed with my girls and read a Mr. Putter and Tabby book we've never read before.  It doesn't get much better than this.

Friday, November 2, 2012

Gratitude Challenge: Day 1 & 2

I've noticed that many of my Facebook friends are listing one thing every day for which they are thankful.  This is a good idea, but I'm going to do it here instead because 1. It's been far too long since I've posted on my blog--and I really miss it, and 2. Facebook is a much more public forum than this blog.  I have readers (thanks to both of you) who will see this, but it's really mainly for me.  Unfortunately I'm already behind, so today's post will be a double dose of gratitude.

Day 1:
I am thankful to live in such a beautiful part of the greatest nation on the earth.  In the morning, I look out the window and I can see bright orange and yellow leaves against a steel grey sky.  Yes, it rains a lot, but it makes everything so green and verdant, even in the darkest months of the year.  If I listen closely throughout the day, I can hear my next door neighbor's chickens clucking.  I am able to go to the water, to the mountains, to a big city, to a farm, to visit most of my family, all within an hour's drive from where I live.

Day 2:
I'm thankful for the good health that we have as a family.  My girls are very healthy most of the time, and they are healthy eaters.  David and I are also rarely sick, and none of us have thus far had any accidents or serious illnesses.  I am also grateful for access to good medical care when we need it.  I really like my daughters' pediatrician, and I feel like he takes a personal interest in their overall health and well being even though he doesn't see them often because they are so healthy.  Does this count as 2 things I am thankful for?  It doesn't matter.  There's no such thing as an overabundance of gratitude, in my opinion.

Thursday, September 20, 2012

Jon Stewart, the Investor Class, and Welfare Queens


I’m not a regular Daily Show viewer.  On the rare occasion I do watch, it’s usually a video clip on the Daily Show website.  My brother posted this video today, and I must admit, I laughed several times.  (Contains some profanity, by the way.)  And to a certain extent there are things Jon Stewart brings up that I agree with.
 
I think our tax code is a mess, and we spend way too much money managing and administering it.  This is why I’ve been a huge fan of the flat tax since I learned about it in high school.  The flat tax means every person pays a small percentage of their income.  No loopholes, no shelters, no incentives.

That said, on Tuesday, David and I became members of what Jon Stewart calls “the investor class”.  We took David's retirement from 3 years teaching and rolled it over to an IRA that we have more control over and can contribute to by transferring money each month from our checking account into the IRA account.  When we file our 2012 taxes next year, whatever money we’ve paid into the IRA comes off of David’s income, which reduces the tax we pay and gives us a larger refund.

Anyone who knows us knows we aren’t wealthy.  We don’t have money for expensive vacations.  Our cars are over 10 years old, and the price of gas affects our budget like it does for many people.  And yet, I feel better about belonging to “the investor class” than I do about the fact that my children qualify for the free lunch program at school.  It’s a great program, and I am grateful for it for the times my girls want to eat lunch at school.  It would cost me $5 each time they both wanted the school food.  $5 doesn't seem like a lot, but it goes a lot farther at the grocery store than it does in the school cafeteria.  Again, I'm grateful, but I don’t expect it.

Mitt Romney’s 49% comments on the “secret” video are insensitive and grossly oversimplified.  But President Obama has also said some pretty stupid things when he thought no one was listening.  (More flexibility for Russia after the election, anyone?)  I don’t think we need all the shock and outrage.  What we do need, however, is a way to help people to help themselves. 

Many of the people receiving help from the government realize and hope that it is a temporary thing.  They want a hand UP, not a hand OUT.  And that is what those programs are for.  Temporary help for a temporary setback.  But there are many others who see food stamps, welfare checks, and low-cost housing as something that is owed to them (thus the term “entitlement”) because they’ve been using it for so long that the motivation and drive to improve their situation has been taken away.

I’ve shopped at a local grocery store that is located in a neighborhood with a lot of low-cost housing.  More often than not, the 2 or 3 people in line ahead of me are paying for their groceries with food stamps.  What always makes me sad is the look of emptiness and hopelessness in their eyes.  It’s not hunger and poverty.  It’s the realization that they are powerless, disposable members of society.

This is America!  The land of opportunity!  This is the country my great-grandfather came to in order to make a better life for his wife and children.  He worked for 10 YEARS to save up enough money to bring my great-grandmother and my grandfather to this country.  He knew what America had to offer was so much better than what was available to him in Italy.  He knew that hard work brings success, and that an honest day’s work (even if the pay wasn’t great) brings a sense of satisfaction and freedom that can’t be found when it’s simply handed out with no effort required to receive it.

And maybe that’s the difference.    

Monday, September 17, 2012

Talking Politics With My Daughters


Yesterday evening, a neighbor girl came over to play with my girls and my niece while we celebrated my mom’s birthday with a few family friends.  During the meal, a couple of my daughters came rushing in and breathlessly proclaimed, “Mom!  Please don’t vote for Mitt Romney!”  I explained that we were in the middle of dinner, and that I would talk to them about it later.

 

Before bed last night, I asked them about the incident.  They told me that the sitter said she had been watching the news and that the news said that Mitt Romney wanted to get rid of “ObamaCare” and he wanted the rich to pay fewer taxes and the poor to pay more taxes.  Lucy explained that when the sitter had had to go to the ER to set a broken bone, it cost a lot of money.  And “ObamaCare” would put 20 cents into a bank account every month so that if the sitter ever had that happen again, her parents wouldn’t have to pay so much money.

 

I took some time after that to talk to them about their concerns on these two issues.  I thought I’d share them here because, sometimes, having things explained in simpler terms makes things much, much clearer.

 

What follows here is what I told my daughters about Mitt Romney and the things they were told about him by the neighbor girl.

 

Girls, I have watched a lot of news reports, and I’ve read a lot about both Mitt Romney and Barack Obama.  Not only do I know what they believe, I know their personal histories—where they were born, what they studied in college, and things like that.  Choosing our next president is a very important decision, and I want to make sure I’m making the best choice possible for my children, grandchildren, and our country.  I don’t like the way our nation’s children are dragged into the presidential campaigns and election.  Children should be included in knowing what is happening (at an age appropriate level), but contrary to what Nickelodeon’s “Kids Pick the President” webpage says, it’s NOT up to kids. (http://www.nick.com/shows/kids-pick-the-president)

 

The first concern that was raised about Mitt Romney is that he wants to get rid of “ObamaCare”.  First of all, health insurance, or any kind of insurance, is money that is paid to a company every month so that if something happens, it will be paid for.  The way it works is that the health insurance company takes my money and bets that I won’t get sick or hurt this month, and I give them money knowing that I could get sick or hurt this month.  Most of the time, I am healthy and safe.  But when I’m not, I go to the doctor and they give me medicine or patch me up, and instead of me paying for it myself, my insurance company pays the bill because I’ve been paying them all along.

 

Even though President Obama’s signature is the one on the health care bill, it’s actually called “The Patient Protection and Affordable Care Act”.  I call it the “health care bill” and a bill in this case means a law.  Here are two good things about the health care bill:

 

1.       It allows children to stay on their parents’ insurance until they are 26.  This is a good thing since colleges don’t always have good health care plans, and sometimes after college is over, people have a hard time finding a full-time job or a job that offers insurance.

 

2.       The health care bill makes sure that people who were seriously sick even a long time ago can still get insurance.  This is called a “pre-existing condition” and it usually means cancer or other serious illnesses.  Not colds, broken legs, or stitches.   Before, if a person got a new job, or changed to a different insurance company, the new insurance company could tell someone that because they were very sick a long time ago, the insurance company wouldn’t pay for anything now.

 

Here are two bad things about the health care bill:

 

1.       The health care bill requires people to buy insurance if they don’t have any.  This is wrong because our constitution says that Americans can never be forced to buy anything in order to not get in trouble.

 

2.       The health care bill doesn’t help all Americans to have health insurance.  The latest estimate (that’s a fancy word for guess) for the number of people who still won’t have health insurance is up to 30 million.  That’s a lot of people!  (http://blog.heritage.org/2012/07/24/cbo-obamacare-to-cover-millions-fewer-than-before-supreme-court-decision/)

 

Mitt Romney wants to “get rid” of the health care bill so he can change it—he wants to keep the good things (and make them better), but change the bad things to good things so that it would work for most people.  And write the new law so it costs all of us less money.  He did this in his own state of Massachusetts when he was the governor, which is kind of like being the president of a state.  In Massachusetts, 98.1% of grownups and 99.8% of kids have health insurance.  And it doesn’t cost as much as everyone thought it would.  (http://mittromneycentral.com/resources/romneycare/)

 

The second concern was about Mitt Romney wanting to make the rich pay fewer taxes and the poor pay more.  Mitt Romney doesn’t want the poor to pay more taxes.  He understands that many Americans have lost their jobs, their homes, and other things they used to have.  There are people who aren’t even getting their basic needs (food, shelter, and clothing) met.  He doesn’t expect those people to pay more taxes with money they don’t have.  His plan is to allow companies more freedom and fewer taxes because he knows that companies will hire more workers if they have the money to pay them.  And then those workers will have money to buy what they need from other companies, and then those other companies will be able to hire more workers, and on and on.  (http://www.mittromney.com/sites/default/files/shared/presidentialaccountabilityscorecard_1_1.pdf)

 

Sometimes the news thinks they know what will be best for everyone and so instead of giving the people watching or reading the news all of the facts from both sides, they will give only part of the information or they will put more of their opinion into the story so that it makes one side look better than the other.  This is why it is important to get the news from many places, especially if they are sources who are usually fair and factual—with very few opinions.  This makes it easier to make one’s own decision about things.

 

Also, I want to tell you a little more about Mitt Romney besides what his plans are if we elect him to be our president.  He is married to a very nice and pretty woman named Ann.  They have 5 sons who are now all grown up and have their own families.  So that makes Mitt Romney a grandpa.  Here is a picture of Mitt Romney’s entire family.  (http://www.theblaze.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/12/romney-family-photo-xmas-600px.jpg)

 

Mitt Romney has also done many nice things for other people and often used his own money.  One time, he visited a hospital for soldiers.  He asked to see the books where the hospital keeps track of the money.  Mitt Romney said that they were doing a good job managing their money.  He asked them if there was anything they needed.  The man who ran the hospital told Mitt Romney that they really needed milk.  They just didn’t get enough and couldn’t afford to get more.  For the next two years, enough milk came every week.  The milkman wouldn’t say who it was from until it was almost time for him to retire.  Then the milkman told the man at the hospital that it was Mitt Romney who paid for the milk out of his own money.

 

There are many other stories like this about Mitt Romney and his family.  The news doesn’t tell these stories, and Mitt Romney doesn’t like to tell them either.  There are 2 scriptures in the Bible that may explain why Mitt Romney and his family give so much to others, but doesn’t share what they’ve done to help.  The first is Matthew 25:40—Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me.  This means that when we serve others, we are serving God.  The other scripture is Matthew 6:4—That thine alms may be in secret: and thy Father which seeth in secret himself shall reward thee openly.  This means that when we serve others and don’t share or boast about it, God will bless us.  If we make a big show about what we’re doing to help other people, that is the reward we get.  These are lessons I was taught as a child too, and I feel a lot of happiness when I help others in ways that no one else notices.  It gives me a warm feeling, and makes me feel like God is near.  I think the entire Romney family feels the same way.

 

I don’t think President Obama is a bad man.  I think he has done his best with the skills and knowledge he has and has access to.  Sometimes a person’s plans look good and sound good, but they don’t always work when they’re put into place.  I think everyone wants things to get better.  This is why I am voting for Mitt Romney.  After all of the reading and research I have done for myself, Mitt Romney’s beliefs about how to help people get back to work, and how to make America great again most closely match mine, and I want to see how his ideas could work for our country.

Thursday, June 21, 2012

Kindergarten Graduation

Yesterday was a big day for Amy!  After working hard all year in Kindergarten, the teachers had a small graduation ceremony to recognize the children in their classes.  The children sang a song they had learned, we watched a slideshow of pictures from the year, and then the kids received their "diplomas".  It was really cute how serious all of the kids were about it.

Amy has had an amazing year.  She went to Kindergarten a year early, and has finished with flying colors!  She is a super reader, is quick at math, and has made many, many friends.  The end of Kindergarten is so bittersweet.  She has learned so much, and loves her teacher, whose name is Aimee!  Mrs. Kamla (her teacher) told me yesterday that my Amy is the first Amy she has ever had in 17 years of teaching.  When Mrs. Kamla's mom comes in to volunteer and she calls for my Amy, the teacher thinks her mom is calling her instead!  I'm sure she'll remember darling Amy forever.

Here are some pictures of Amy from yesterday.

Class of 2012

1st Day of School
Graduation Day
From the slideshow
Receiving her certificate
Celebratory cake!
Amy and her wonderful teacher

Congratulations, Amy!

Sunday, June 10, 2012

Educating Lucy

I'm going to jump right to the point of this post.  After much prayer and careful consideration, I have decided to homeschool Lucy beginning in September.  I had written a VERY long piece about this, but decided not to publish it the way it was written.  It was more about my journey to homeschooling, rather than my reasons for choosing it.  And my decision isn't about me, it's about what's best for Lucy.

There are several reasons I'm choosing to homeschool Lucy.  First and foremost are socialization and emotional concerns I have for her.  She has really struggled to find friends at school, and it bothers her greatly.  She is an extremely intelligent girl, and is quite a bit more emotionally mature than most elementary school students.  My mom calls her "an old soul" and that is a very good description.  She has friends in her Girl Scout troop and Activity Days (a girls' group affiliated with our church), but she spends most of her waking hours at school.  I'm sure she feels pretty anxious and lonely.

Another reason homeschooling is a good fit for Lucy and me is that there are so many things she wants to learn and know, and we just don't have the time to focus on them because school really does take up most of our day.  The homeschooling philosophy I like best combines study, work, and community service.  So I'm really excited to learn and have new experiences right along with Lucy.

Friday, May 11, 2012

Weekend Staycation

(NOTE: There are pictures to go along with this post, but because the wireless in down, I can't post them yet.  I'll get them up as soon as it's fixed.)

Our family had some pretty fabulous fun last weekend!  I think I'll retell it in alphabetical order by day starting with, incidentally, Friday!

Friday:
After school, Lucy, Amy, Sadie, and I loaded up in the van and drove over to Girl Scout Camp St. Albans, near Belfair.  Lucy was feeling a little nervous, but once we arrived, she was caught up in the excitement of seeing the cabin, playing with her friends, and cooking over a campfire.  She also went hiking and boating, and learned a bunch of new songs.  Most of them are camp songs I learned when I was a girl, and it was fun to hear her singing them.  She had an amazing time!  But I'm getting ahead of myself here.

After we dropped Lucy off, Amy and Sadie and I headed back home.  On the way, they got to choose where we stopped for dinner (McDonald's), and what movie to rent from Redbox (HOP).  We popped some kettle corn and laid in a big pile of blankets and pillows.

Saturday:
David and I woke up early and headed off to Poulsbo for a 2 hour canoe trip.  The reservation we had was for a guided tour of the bay, but the guide asked if we were interested in going on our own.  His words were, "It's fine with me if you want to go by yourselves, because I have stuff I could be doing."  Rather than be offended, David and I jumped at the chance to go at our own pace and explore wherever we wanted.  And the canoe we paddled was awesome because it is absolutely untippable.  (Is that even a word?)  The guide took us to the canoe and stood on the edge of it and leaned toward the water and that thing would not tip!  We gathered several shells from the shallow water, and saw some beautiful water birds.  It was so much fun that I wish we had our own canoe so we could be out on the water more often.  After that, we walked around Poulsbo's little downtown, had some delicious pastries, pizza for lunch, and some window shopping.  David found an old Edgar Rice Burrows book he can add to his collection.

We got back into the car and wandered down the road and ended up driving past Chief Seattle's burial place, and exploring the extremely small Old Man House State Park.  It was quite interesting and informative, and yet somewhat of a disappointment because it's really just an acre of land with a couple of plaques with information and drawings about what was once there.  It's wedged in between two large waterfront homes.  But it was a quiet, peaceful place, and so we went back to the car, leaned our seats back, rolled down the windows, and promptly fell asleep.  What woke me up was an older couple who also stopped by.  The man said, "Look, those people are asleep in their car."  The wife replied, "Why are they sleeping?  They're at least 50 years younger than we are!"  I wanted to call out, "Well, we didn't get our post-breakfast cat nap, and we have 3 kids!"  But instead I just pretended to stay asleep.

We ended our evening with dinner at Silk Thai.  It was delicious, as always.  We had the Crispy Honey Chicken, and the Ladh Nah--a noodle soup with a Thai twist.

Sunday:
David and I got Amy and Sadie ready at 9 and headed out to pick Lucy up from camp.  Then we headed to Bremerton and took the ferry from Bremerton to Seattle.  We ate our picnic lunch on the ferry, and wandered around outside in the wind and chill.  The views were beautiful for the entire 60 minute trip.  From there, we went to the Ballard Locks

As soon as we entered the park, Amy said, "Something smells bad."  Lucy replied, "That's nature, Amy."  Amy shot back, "Well, nature STINKS!" 

It was awesome to watch the boats come in and out, and at the end of our visit, we watched them bring a huge cargo ship through.  That was incredible!  Even more incredible was that the parking is free on Sundays.  Imagine that!  Somewhere in Seattle with FREE PARKING!

What I also enjoyed about being in Seattle was being able to look out the windows of the car, and not worry about getting lost or missing a turn.   David drives around in Seattle for work most days, and although he absolutely hates the city, he knows his way around it. 

Sunday, April 22, 2012

Snake Lake Picnic

The weather here was beautiful today.  The girls and I decided to have a picnic dinner at the park.  Scrambled eggs were on the menu tonight, but instead, we made PB&Js, and brought along cheese sticks, strawberries, and chocolate pudding cups.  We played around the Snake Lake playground, and then walked out to the first bridge.

I've been trying for a few months to get a good picture of my 3 girls all looking at the camera at the same time.  How hard could it be, right?  Well, it turns out it's really difficult.  I'll post a couple of the better photos I took tonight.  Sadie is our family's current Official Picture Ruiner.  She's 3 and very silly.  What more can I say?



FYI: Not one of my children.  He was just passing by.



The girls thought these looked like caterpillars.


Love this picture.  It's not perfect, but it's authentic.



All tuckered out, asleep in my bed.  Amy is the worst bed hog, yes?

Baptism

Our oldest daughter turned 8 in February.  I keep trying, but I can't figure out where 8 years went.  I remember bringing her home from the hospital when she was 4 days old and couldn't imagine her ever being 8 years old.  Lucy was baptized ON her birthday, just like I was.  She asked me a few questions about my baptism, and when she found out I was baptized on my birthday, she wanted to do the same thing.

Her baptism was really awesome.  We had a short yet meaningful service, and then almost everyone stayed for pizza, salad, cake, and cookies.  So many people came to show their love and support for Lucy.  Most of her family (on both sides) were there, and many of the people from Primary were there as well.  Even her school teacher came!  That was really special to Lucy.

She received so many gifts too!  We made a list, and I've been meaning to have her write thank you cards, but we just haven't gotten around to it.  I hope people know how grateful she is for their thoughtful gifts and their attendance at such an important event in her life.  My one regret was not having perfect pictures.  What a silly thing, especially since there were some okay ones from that day.  The okay ones are below.  I'll just call them "authentic".  That explains everything.  :)


The invitation I put together for her big day.






Lucy and her cousin, Benny.

Lucy, Aunt Lexie, and Baby Antonio on his due date.

Believe it or not, THIS was the best picture of our family.

This is most of the people who came to celebrate Lucy's special day.





 Lucy is an amazing girl.  I'm so grateful to have her as one of my daughters.  She is wise beyond her years, an old soul.  She is loved by so many people and I feel blessed to have their positive influences in her life, and in mine.
 

Saturday, April 21, 2012

Crazy Saturdays

The last few Saturdays have been too busy for me!  It's nice to have stuff to do rather than sit around staring at each other and asking, "Well, what should we DO?"  But I'll tell you, 2 girls in Girl Scouts, 1 husband who works weekends, 1 three-year-old who thinks she's missing out on all the fun, and whatever I've committed to makes for a lot of busy-ness and exhaustion for me at the end of the day.  I didn't include meals or baths in this either!
Well, here are a few pictures of the girls from recently.  No explanations, just pure, unadulterated pixels.  Enjoy.






Friday, April 20, 2012

Pimpin' My Money!

Yesterday, I had an appointment with my mom's financial advisor for Edward Jones, and I am really excited that he is now my financial advisor too.  One thing I really like about Edward Jones is that you get to meet with someone face-to-face and talk about what you want to do with your money.  After going to a seminar he gave about teaching kids about money, I decided it was time for me to learn a few more things about money for our family.

David and I don't have a problem budgeting, and we don't live beyond our means.  But we also haven't really thought much about the future and what we want our money to do for us.  We have only one credit card and the balance on it is about $5,700.  We agreed that we want to pay it down by half by the end of this year.  Our other financial goal is to begin investing.  I opened an emergency account yesterday, and will contribute to it each month.  The contribution will be automatically deducted from our checking account, which I like.  Once our emergency fund reaches a certain amount, we will begin to put money into other types of investments.

The other really awesome thing I found out was that David's retirement account that was set up when he was teaching is still viable, and the amount has doubled since he stopped teaching.  We're having the paperwork sent to us so we can roll that money into an IRA and be able to manage it a little closer to home.  Currently, the account is managed by a firm in Washington D.C.

Our last goal is to set up savings accounts for each of our children and contribute to them regularly.  Lucy's is already set up, and next week, I'm heading to our bank to set up the other girls' accounts.  They won't have $10,000 by the time they're 18, but every little bit helps when you're going to college or setting up your home.

So here's what I've learned so far:
  1. Setting goals is the key to financial success.  Set a goal, put a deadline on it, and it will happen.
  2. There are 2 types of goals--short term goals and long term goals.  Short term goals are for things you want to achieve in 1 year or less.  Long term goals are for things you want to achieve in 5 or more years.  Paying off a credit card?  Short term goal.  Buying a retirement/vacation home?  Long term goal.
  3. SAVING is for short term goals.  INVESTING is for long term goals.
  4. Donating money (through tithing or other charitable contributions) is part of a healthy budget.  Why?  Because giving money away helps others, but also it teaches a person to budget, especially when your donation comes out of your income before any of your bills are paid.
  5. There is a difference between needs and wants.  This is an important lesson for children and adults to learn.  Another good lesson is to learn to put off what you want now for something better later.  How interesting that tithing and sacrifice are such important parts of personal finance.

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Amy Jo's Post-Op Update

Amy's Pre-Op Picture
On March 29th, Amy had her tonsils and adenoids removed.  Incidentally, this surgery is called a "T&A".  (My male readers, if I had any, would appreciate this.)  Anyway, Amy's surgery went really well.  The ENT said her tonsils were quite large, and it was definitely a good thing we chose to have them removed.  She was a little weepy as she was coming out of the anesthesia, but soon perked up and was asking the nurse repeatedly when she could go home.  When they discharged her, they instructed me that she was still "under the influence" of anesthesia and narcotic pain medication, and I needed to protect her from injuries and falls for the next 24 hours.  I took this to mean that it was my responsibility to save her from herself.

We got home, and she bounded into the house like she was coming home from the park.  I offered her a popsicle, juice, & ice cream, but she refused them all and instead spent the next few minutes leaping across the living room shouting, "I'M FILLED WITH THE JOY OF SPRING!"  I reminded myself of the nurse's instructions and told Amy to "sit down before you fall down".

The next 10 days were spent coaxing/threatening her to take her antibiotic--bubble gum flavored Amoxicillin.  Who doesn't love that stuff?!  Amy sure doesn't.  She gagged EVERY. SINGLE. TIME.  Combine that with waking up in the middle of the night every night to give her more Tylenol & Ibuprofen, and I was one tired, cranky mama.

But last week, we saw the ENT for her follow-up appointment, and he said she was healing very well!  She's back at school and doing great.  Her voice is still really nasally (and annoying--sorry, Amy), but that should go back to normal over the next couple of months.

Day 4 Post-Op

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Don't Call Me Betty Crocker

I love to cook.  I love to bake.  I consider it a hobby, a way to bond with my girls, and--most especially--a way to relax and unwind.  And it was until pretty recently.  I have a great chocolate chip cookie recipe that I love because it always produces perfect cookies.  But my last two attempts using this recipe have ended in complete disaster.  The raw dough was awesome.  The texture perfect, the flavor divine.  But add 8 to 10 minutes of 350 degree heat, and they end up looking like small, chunky cow pies.  Only better smelling.

Now, I'm sure that I could invite over any number of my baking friends who could take one look at the hot mess on the cookie sheet and tell me exactly what's going wrong.  But that would mean that I cared enough about producing perfect HOMEMADE chocolate chip cookies, which I don't.  So after the last tragic batch (made on Friday the 13th, no less!), I told myself and anyone else within earshot of my mini meltdown that I would be purchasing my chocolate chip cookie dough for the foreseeable future.

Yesterday I went to the store to pick up some household items (garbage bags, dishwasher detergent, pasta sauce...) and as I walked down the aisle where the baking supplies are shelved, I picked up some cookie mixes.  That's right, I said it, MIXES.  1 stick of butter, 2 tablespoons of water, 1 egg, the contents of the pouch, and in 20 minutes total, I have cookies!  My children might be scarred for life for having to consume cookies from a mix, but it's something I'm sure they'll be able to work through in therapy.

I also picked up some Easter-themed pre-made-but-bake-yourself sugar cookies on clearance yesterday, and Sadie enjoyed "making cookies with mom" in the afternoon.  Wow, my Mother of the Year potential is sure showing, isn't it?  Not only do I make cookies from mixes, but I buy clearance cookies too.  Regardless of your personal, reformed opinion of me and my cookie lifestyle choices, I do hope you enjoy the photos I took of Sadie with the bunny cookies.  She looks like she's having fun because she has no clue that other mothers make their cookies with love from time-honored family recipes passed down for generations.