My thoughts.....

DISCLAIMER......So no one gets offended, first off, These are MY THOUGHTS AND OPINIONS!!! I am not writing this to make anyone feel bad or to offend anyone. I have just been thinking about this for a bit and now I am going to blog about it. Ok, there is my for warning.

About a month ago, I read a blog about a book, that I have been told that I need to read. I don't have a lot of desire to read this certain book, but was interested in reading the blog to see someones thoughts about it.
They said how this book made them feel like something just was not right. In the end, this person decided to not finish it, as she finally decided the contented was something that she did not want to put/ store in her mind.

This has made me do a lot of thinking. What are things in my life that I am putting into my body, either by watching, reading, eating, that is harming me or my spirit.

Some of you know, I love Greys Anatomy. My brother lived with us, just after Miss P was born, and he introduced me to the show, which has caused a love addicted to the show. Of course, I had to pass this addiction onto others.

I have been a faithful watcher. If I missed the show for some reason, I could be found watching it on the laptop, as soon as they posted it on the internet. I just had to see who was with who, who was fighting with who, and when they actually did surgeries, what twists they had.

At the end of last season, I was probably just like all the other fans, dying to find out what happened, to all the characters, especially since it had been a short season due to the writers strike.
The season started again, of course I have been watching, waiting to see what happens with Derrick and Meredith, are they actually going to make it this time? Is George going to get to take the test and is he going to pass? What twists are they going to throw at us this year? You get the point.
I am a total fan and loving my addiction until Thursday. This seriously opened my eyes, and reminded me back to the book thing, and what are we putting in our minds.

For those who don't watch, this is what is disturbing me. There are two female actresses on the show, who the writers have decided to have them try a lesbian relationship. At first you think it is not going to go anywhere, based on what the one is saying. In the end of the episode, they make it very clear, that this relationship is not over where it got to the point of almost showing two girls having sex. Hello, this is not some cheap adult movie. It was for me very disturbing and very disappointing, that this is what the show is coming to.

Now, I know this is a common thing in the world today. No I do not agree with it, and strongly believe that relationships are to be between a man and a women, not a man and man or women and women. LINK
Do I hate or shun people that are in these kinds of relationships, No. I do not agree with the choice though.

Ok, back to Greys. I am so disappointed in the show. Come on, there are some things that just do not need to be shown or implied.
It was very interesting to see the next day, how many other people shared the same feelings as I did, regarding this episode. We are all very disappointed with the show and the writers. I am to the point, that my next letter is going to be to the network and show. If we want to see a change, we must stand up for what we believe in.

I have been trying hard to improve my life, make it better, live the kind of life that I am trying to teach my daughter to live and also the kids in my sunday school class. I am really trying to declutter my life and mind of things that don't live up to these standards. Am I perfect no, not close, but I am trying to be better.

As I am trying to make a better me, to have the spirit with me more and in my home, I am sad to say, this love addiction with Greys must come to an end. This episode, has crossed my line with content which I do not wish to put into my mind. I am sure it will be hard, as I am sure it is with all addictions,( maybe one day i will be rid of my sugar addiction) but in the end I know it will be worth it. On the brighter side, I will get to bed earlier on Thursdays.

Miss P's Cute Moments

The other day, I wanted to tell My Man something but did not want Miss P to hear it, so I thought I would try the "plug her ears" thing. As soon as I said plug your ears, I look over and she has plugged her nose. Were going to have to work on that.

Tonight, I had put Miss P to bed, and I was folding laundry. I opened her door, she looked like she was sleeping so I went and put her basket of laundry on her floor. On the way out, of course I had to stop and take a look. She is extra cute while she is sleeping. I kissed her on her forehead on the way out, only to see her little lips make the kissing motion back.
Hmmm, I thought she was a sleep, is she making this motion in her sleep?
Of course, I have to try it again, same response, with an added little smile from her, as she rolled over.

Miss P is a little singer. If we let her, she will sing at the top of her lungs in church. On key-sometimes, right lyrics- nope, happy and loving it- always.
Sunday was our wards Primary program. Miss P was loving it. She was standing on the bench, singing away. We had to stop her when she continued to sing while the kids were doing their speaking parts.
We were reminded that it is going to be our little girl up there next year, as she will be a sunbeam. I decided to come home and make her a CD of the songs that they should be singing next year. I love LDS.org.
She is having a blast. When we are driving she asks for her "church music", and then as a song starts she wants to know the name, and what the song is about. Then she trys to sing along, mostly just humming the music, throwing in "Holy Ghost" or " Jesus was baptized".
Can you tell what she is learning about in nursery and our FHE.
I am so glad that she loves to listen and tries to sing along. I love that I have this opportunity to sing with her, and also talk and teach her about the gospel, while we drive around.

KIM.....I NEED YOU!!!

I have this wonderful, amazing friend, who offered to help me loose some baby weight after I had Miss P, and went walking with me. When she first offered, I thought I was going to die, as I was totally out of shape, but she was so kind and patient, and soon I realized that three miles was not that much, we were able to have some wonderful conversations, and made some good memories. It was going well, until I started to take some school classes, and things got busy, and I stopped working out, then Colorado stole her from me.
I have tried to start walking again many times since then, I even at one point talked My Man into a treadmill, which later had to find a new home.
Yesterday, I braved the scale, always a scary thing to do, and have come to realize that, it is time to try again.
Kim, I need you here to go walking with, and make me get into shape.
My Man was not going for my plan to walk 5-6 miles. I was proud of us though, to get out and walk 3 miles today, and maybe over time I can work us up to the 6 miles. Miss P even got into it and ran about a 1/4 of a mile with Daddy S, without stopping. Oh to have her energy.
So even though, Colorado has stolen you away from us, I thank you Kim for your patience, your friendship and for getting me started on walking, I hope this time I can keep up with it, and one of these days we can all do Mt. Saint Helen's.

Update on Dance Class

Miss P's teacher called this afternoon. She said that she had been thinking, and that she doesn't think that this dance class is right for Miss P. According to her, Miss P is just not "getting it", doesn't follow her, and has a hard time staying on the tape line, and since they were doing some hard dances this session, this probably is not the class for her.
We had made plans at the end of the last class, that I would sit in on the next class to see what Miss P was doing, plus I wanted to see how the other three year old's were doing. The teacher doesn't feel that it will help, and that it would be more of a distraction for Miss P.
Then of course she wanted to know what I thought. People really should know not to ask a parent that, after they have just put their child down. I didn't think it was to appropriate to tell her off, as she is Miss P's nursery teacher, and we have to see her at church. Even though, I wanted to yell at her and tell her how dare she make me feel that my child was not good enough for her class, because she didn't constantly stay on a tape line. Like I said before, HELLO SHE IS THREE!!!
The teacher actually sounded shocked, when I told her that Miss P was doing some of the dance moves at home. So yes, my child does pay attention in her own way, and does know how to do some dance moves, even though she may not stay on some tape line.
My Man plans to talk to the teacher, and probably tell her what I refrained from and maybe more. I will have to try and calm him down about the issue before Sunday.
The teacher wants Miss P to finish off the month, as they will be doing tumbling and just have a fun class this next week. My Man wants her to go as we have paid for it. I feel there is no point, as the teacher doesn't want her in the class. It's not going to help my child's self esteem to go to a class that she knows she is not wanted at.
So the search is on, to find something else to put her in, maybe swimming, gymnastics.... We will update when we find something else.

Imaginary Friends

As of tonight, Miss P has a house guest, named Miranda.
At dinner she was trying to tell me to look at Miranda, and I was a little confused what she was talking about, looking to see if she had a doll on one of the chairs, that she had finally given a real name to, instead of "big baby" or "little baby".
Nope, it turned out that she has an imaginary friend named Miranda. Who according to Miss P has red hair and pink clothes.
When I told My Man about her new friend, he actually was very unimpressed. I just had to laugh, as he plans on teaching her that we don't have imaginary friends, and they are not real.
We shall see what tomorrow brings, if Miranda is forgotten over night, or My Man makes her go away.

The Savior's Visit to the Nephites

I know I promised an update on my lesson, sorry it has taken so long. Life has been busy at our place the past few weeks.
In church, I have the wonderful opportunity to teach course 15. It took me a while to figure out the best way to teach them so they would actually pay attention. Yes teenagers are very similar to primary children, so it has worked out well since I served in primary for over two years before I was called to be their teacher.
Ok, enough rambaling. The lesson was on the the death of Christ, the destruction at the time, and the visit to the North Americas. I had read over the lesson Sunday night, trying to think about how to teach it. I was talking with My Man, and had the idea to recreate the destruction. When it popped into my head, all I could think of was, I NEED A FOG MACHINE!!!
I started asking people their input on how best to teach the lesson. I wanted this to be a lesson that the kids would remember for the rest of their lives, and hopefully help with gaining a testimony.
I origionally had the thought of having someone come in and pretend they were there at that time. As I was debating on who to ask, one of the boys in my classes name kept coming to my mind, so I called him and asked him if he would do the part. I gave him the chapters we would be talking about, told him kind of what I had planned, and then let him take it from their. He did a great job, the other kids in the class listened, which was huge, as they like to talk.
My Man, our Niece N and I had gone to the church Saturday night to test the fog machine and set the room up alittle.
Sunday, I had My Man leave early and start the fog machine, I had the kids meet me in the kitchen, were we started the lesson. I started with telling them that this lesson meant a lot to me and asked for their reverence. I read from the bible about the crucifixion of Christ, what he endured for each of us. I was trying to help them picture what it would be like if they were there at that time. We then left the kitchen and headed up the stairs, which My Man had turned out the lights so it was kind of dark. The kids then entered the fog filled room, which we had a picture of Christ on the cross, that they could see when they walked in, and had scattered the chairs, so they were not sitting right next to each other. We had a small lamp for some light, and I let them watch the part in the Testiments, which was the destruction part. When that was over, I told them that we had a visitor who would like to share his experience of being in the North America's when Christ appeared there. That is when I had the boy in my class do his part.
After he was done, I read some more scriptures of the experience and bore my testimony to them.
It was a great experience, I had a lot of fun planning for the lesson, and making it something that they would remember.
I am so grateful for the gospel in my life, and for how much I grow from the different callings. As most of you know, I was scared to death when I was asked to teach this class. I can now say how much I love each of the kids in my class, and am grateful for the opportunity
to teach them, and also to learn with them.

To Dance or Not To Dance

In September, one of our friends told us about a little dance class for three and four year old's. The class is inexpensive and more on the casual side, which I thought would be a great way to introduction Miss P to sports/clubs. I wouldn't be putting out to much if she didn't like it, which is a bonus.
The class is set up, that the parents drop off the kids, and come back after class is done. The teacher ( who is also Miss P's nursery teacher) really doesn't want the parents in the room or in view of the kids. I can understand, as she wants the kids to focus on dancing and not the parents.
Miss P has only been to four classes, and I sit in the hall with two other mom's from our ward and talk while our daughters are in the class. The first two classes, as far as I could tell, she seemed to be doing fine, of course she likes to do her own thing, as she is three.
Last week, she had three melt downs. I thought it was because life was crazy, as I had my brothers kids here, so she was tired and her normal schedule was off. Miss P also told me that she had hit her head on the floor, so that was the cause of one melt down.
Today, we had bought her new dance shoes, and she came out complaining that her feet hurt.
The teacher in the middle of class when I went in to try and get Miss P to go back and dance, told me that she just wasn't sure about Miss P and the class. She repeated it again after class was done, that she just wasn't too sure about Miss P and getting it. The teacher said that Miss P seems to be in her own little world, and has a hard time staying on the tape line. HELLO, she is three!!!
I feel that the teacher doesn't want her in the class, and that is her nice way of saying it. Since she doesn't let parents be in the room, I have no idea what they are teaching to help at home. I asked if next week, I could sit in the back and watch to see if I can help Miss P, as we have one more class this month that I have paid for.
Miss P tells us that she likes dance class and still wants to go. We tried to talk to her, telling her that she really needed to listen to the teacher. My Man doesn't want me to pull her from the class, as he doesn't want her to quit.
What do I do, I have a kid who likes the interaction with the other kids and something to look forward to each week, even if she doesn't "get it." I have a husband who doesn't want her to quit, and a teacher who seems like she is implying that she wants our kid out of her class.
Any Suggestions.......