The Story Makers.

The Story Makers.

Sunday, August 19, 2012

Top Stories.....

I am excited to give you an update of the latest happenings.
Lots to keep up with,
here are the highlights worth noting....

First, 
yesterday while Ryker was mowing the backyard lawn,
he witnessed this dove being struck from the sky by a hawk.
He called Ethan outside and they decided to tame it, 
and keep it for a pet
until it's wing is healed enough for it to fly away again.
They named it Riplakish.
This little guy has been quite the spectacle.
As far as I could tell, 
he was not going to make it through the first night.
With all the kid handling, and "seeing if it could walk yet",
eat spinach, watch them play Skyrim,
hang around while they ate pizza, and so on.
At one point the boys and their friends took their money,
hopped on their bikes and went to purchase a large bag of birdseed
from Walgreens
(after looking up what doves eat on the internet).
I will say that Riplakish is loved by all,
(not me really....because it pops a whole lot)
he is admired by the young and old alike.
This morning M called us all into the boys room.....
we ran in.
Riplakish was perched up on the edge of his basket.
It was a happy celebration.
Our wild dove has survived one night.

Next, 
I finally made it to the temple again.
It was good to be back.
Colleen Johnson and I drove out together.....
that really sweetened the deal for me.
We had a chance to catch up with each other a bit.
The three hour round trip drive seemed to go by in a flash....
I didn't mind it at all.
Unfortunately the only picture documentation I have is that of our 
froyos cups.
 YUM!
 I keep forgetting to tell you about the best, coolest garage sale trade
I made with Tina a few months ago.
I finally got a radio for our kitchen!!!
Whooohooo!
I love this boom box so much!
Tina was selling this for $8 
(is she insane?....it is probably worth like $25....don't tell her I said that)
anyway, 
her son William got interested in our GeoSafari electronic game.
Voila! 
The trade was made.
I can, and do listen to lots of cds.
Picture in your mind,
 books on cd while doing baking, cleaning, etc.
Also.....I am smartening up listening to talk radio.
It is kind of fun being able to hold a conversation about what is 
happening around the world with politics and so forth.
I'm cluing in people!!!
This past Thursday 
I got home from my shift at Our Club and noticed the
house was sweltering.....it was 81 degrees and rising.
I checked the air handler in the garage,
the air conditioning unit out side,
both were pumping and seemed to be working normally....
the problem, was that no cool air,
actually no air at all,
 was coming out of any of the vents.
WHAT IS HAPPENING?!
I texted K.
Left a phone message.
He happened to be out of the country at the moment...
I waited around for a bit....
like 10 minutes.

Let the house get up to 84.
I turned everything off, worried that I was going to burn up a unit.
Then I made the dreaded call to Air and Heat, inc.
They sent a rep over a few hours later.
Um....
this is what he found.
Horrendously clogged filters.
All three of our in door filters were jam packed with shiz.
Yes, this is very embarrassing.
As well as pathetically expensive....$89 for him to spray off our filters.
(jerk)
.....sorry, but I couldn't stand the sight of this guy 
once he told me the price for his "cleaning" services.
Well, lesson learned.
You to can learn, once again, from our mistakes....
GO NOW AND CHECK YOUR FILTERS.
gooooooooo....don't delay!
Ryker had his first Deacon's quorum presidency meeting here this evening.
He made up agendas and so forth.
I heard them in planning and making assignments, etc.
Once the serious tasking was done,
Ryker "taught" Henry and Aaron how to make his world famous
Chili dip.
2 cans Hormel, 1 cube of cream cheese
The other boys committed the secret recipe to memory and each 
took turns stirring, until it bubbled throughout.
Then they ate and enjoyed.
Sure do love this little band of soldiers.
Ryker is so blessed to have these good buddies.
 Our kids were arguing today over lunch,
I decided to take away turning on sports for any reason
for the day.
I never want them to have it on,
on the Sabbath,
but I compromise as long as we get our scripture reading in,
Faith in God, Duty to God, and any other Sunday activities deemed
important, done first.
Today, like I said, there was no distraction.
Ryker baked,
Lawson read, 
E worked on his essays,
I taught M her high multiplication tables in 30 minutes with 
this beloved little program called 
"Times Tales"
I used this with all the boys while we were schooling at home
and became a fast fan.
(It is practically how I learned my 6's and up)
We had a blast.
She is a speedy learner.
I tested her twice afterwords.....her fastest time was 3.06
(ask me about this if you would like to make a copy of the program)
She also memorized the 8th article of faith for her primary assignment 
for next Sunday....
and after,
 I got to sneak off to write.....
also an acceptable Sabbath day activity : )
My point is....
it was such a wonderful, quite, enjoyable Sunday.
Lastly, 
Yesterday M, Claire, Izzy and I got to attend one of their 
little friends baptisms.  
It was wonderful.
McCauley will be eight next month....
a little hard to believe.... the last baptism for our family.
One of my favorite parts of the service was when 
Brother Wilson got up to give his talk on the Holy Ghost, 
he invited three people to come up and share how they 
personally felt the Holy Ghost.
Since all of us feel it so differently,
he thought it would be good for Hailey to hear from a few different 
sources on what it might be like for her.

Her sister said that she felt safe and protected, like nothing could hurt her.
Sister Wilson, talked about how she noticed that she usually needed to get her mind right
before she could really feel the spirit.
That if she was busy, or upset and running around,
she knew she may not be in tune enough to hear, or feel the spirit.

This reminded me why I love Sundays so much.
It is my time to slow down.
notice.
listen.
feel.
It makes me realize why it is so important to meet regularly...
it is so easy to get caught up in our everyday living.
I forget to seek out and invite the spirit.

I loved Brother Wilson's description of an experience from his mission
when he felt the Holy Ghost especially strong.
He demonstrated how it felt like someone had peeled back his scalp
and literally poured sunshine into his head.
It sounds funny...
but I believe when he says he will never forget it.

It got me thinking about how I feel the Holy Ghost.
Even during the baptism yesterday,
I distinctly remember the exact moment I first felt the spirit
whoosh in...
when Brother Tucker invited the missionaries to share their testimonies.
Even before they opened their mouths to speak the spirit was present for me.

When I feel the spirit I feel Home.
I feel so comfortable, I want to settle in and stay forever.
The feeling is nothing short of delicious.
I want more.
I do not want it to leave.
.....ever.

What about you?

2 comments:

HB said...

WOW - a lot going on in that there post. Please be sure to update me on the wild bird. He seems pretty calm in the photos...I hope he makes it. Crazy that a hawk is what knocked it around.

I hope Ryker does not mind if I try out his secret recipe some day. Sounds easy & delicious.

I think you are hilarious for getting mad at the guy for cleaning filters you should probably have been cleaning yourself these past years. The take away should be "oh, I need to regularly clean my filters, I am so glad I learned that today". Poor guy just out to make a living. Yes, I am a perfect know-it-all, thank you for asking.

It is hard to believe McCauley is coming up on 8 already. Your babies are all growing up and before you know it, it will just be you and Kevin again. Hope you are ready for Mom and Dad to get there soon. I know they are excited to spend some time with the kids.

Love you,
HB

P.S. I may have shared this with you before, but my most exhilirating experience with the Spirit is as follows...I used to think when something touched me deeply, I was feeling the spirit - I still think this is the case, because I feel emotion is one of the ways to know right from wrong, good from bad, black from white, etc. But I remember one time when I was searching out a way to get out of debt and I used all the tools listed in the book "drawing on the powers of heaven" - studied the scriptures on God's word and his expectation to live within my means, studied various ways to get out of debt (paying off the smallest bills first then adding that full payment to the next bill), created a budget, writing down my intentions and reasons for getting out of debt, etc. When all this was done (took days to get it all together and do all the preparation), I bowed my head to pray for God's blessing and assistance with my plan and no sooner did I bow my head and open my intention to pray than my entire body tingled from head to toe...it was unlike anything I had ever before experienced in my life. It felt like my whole body was filled up with electric light. I will never forget it and I will never forget that there is no request too small that does not demand or justify God's blessing and attention - if it is important to me, it is important to Him.

I did get out of debt utilizing that plan - no magic check came in the mail, but every time I paid off a credit card or bill I was so grateful for the knowledge I should continue with the plan and not use that money in any other way until my goals were accomplished.

Melissa said...

The wild bird scared the dickens out of me yesterday. I was in my zone in the kitchen, listening to talk radio, cooking up some Cheez-whiz soup, I turn around and see this moving animal thing I thought was a rat! My heart rate skyrocketed. It was Rip, I guess he is feeling stronger. Jumped off his basket perch on the boys dresser, and went exploring. Who knows where all he went pooh....but I am sure I will step on it at some point.

Yes, you are 100% correct on me feeling resentful about the high price for the filter cleaning. He didn't know I felt so disgusted........ I was mostly just stinking mad at K and I. Wake up America! Deep down I was extremely grateful for getting clued in.

Thank you for sharing your experience with the spirit. It was wonderful. I remember Amy's with her glowing hands....true gifts from a loving Father....and not one alike.