Monday, August 18, 2008
You may not talk, you will not move from these seats. Any questions?
I still have a calling left. I teach the 12-13 year old Sunday School class. I am feeling very frustrated with it lately. There is not enough material in the manual. I have to supplement every week with other stuff which totally goes against the paragraph in the front of the manual that says don't supplement with other stuff. When I walk into the room at least one or two of the kids groan. Like they are disappointed that I showed up. And I'm a cool adult! At least I think I am. I guess maybe I'm not. They do not listen to me. They throw stuff around the room during the lesson. When asked direct questions, they do not answer or they give stupid answers that don't make any sense. They write on the board with chalk. I take the chalk away and they produce more. They don't bring their scriptures. They don't like to participate. I ask them to be quiet nicely and they still talk. Loudly. I don't yell or get upset at them but I feel like it. Last week was so bad that I just left the room. They didn't care. I could hear them pounding erasers on the wall as I walked away down the hall. My class last year was not like this. They would talk sometimes but I would ask them to be quiet and they would. They respected me as a teacher. The kids I have now do not. I don't know what to do and I don't want to just bribe them with food. I like this calling...I like teaching...but these kids...I don't like teaching these kids. I like them individually. I think most of them are really nice but they are disrespectful when they are all together. 12 and 13 year olds should know how to behave. If my kids ever treat a teacher the way these kids treat me, I will be very disappointed and they will be punished.
Tips, anyone?
Weekly Top Five 8/18/08
1. Bigger kitchen with an island and more than 2 drawers.
2. First floor laundry room.
3. New, state of the art dishwasher. The kind where you can put the whole cake in it and the pan comes out squeaky clean.
4. Two more bedrooms.
5. Fresh paint on all the walls.
Friday, August 15, 2008
Random Thoughts by Jennifer Vos
When you are old, you should go live in a retirement community. I don't know why all the resistance to doing this. I would love to go live somewhere that I didn't have to worry about taking care of anything and girls from the local beauty college come and give me pedicures.
When you have been married for 15 years, you get a new bridal shower complete with all new dishes, silver, glassware, pots, towels, bedding, etc...
I am hot. Yesterday at football, I saw a mom wearing a shirt that had one strap and that was it. Just one strap over one shoulder. One shoulder had nothing. She looked very relaxed unlike me sweating like a pig. I sat there realizing that I was wearing four layers. I had on my garment top, my shirt, my undershirt that keeps my shirt modest and my bra. Many of you might not count your bra as a layer but I do. Think Mrs. Doubtfire in his fat suit. That's my bra...it counts as a layer. So there I sit in four layers plus a space heater strapped to my middle, roasting while this woman is cool and comfy in her one strap. When I got home, I took off all layers but one and took one arm out just to see what it would be like. It was totally wonderful!! I am not advocating immodesty, but for those few moments I was comfortable. There's really nothing I can do about this. Just thought I'd share.
Pregnancy should be 6 weeks shorter.
Babytalk should be outlawed.
Mrs. Piggle-wiggle's cures should be real and I would add a new one for her. In-laws Butt-out cure.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Thankful Thursday 8/14/2008

1. Sherbet
2. Slushies
3. Chocolate Malts
4. Ice cream cookie sandwiches
5. Hot caramel sundaes
Would you guess I'm pregnant and hot????
but, sorry about your car, man. That... That sucks.
Well, we lived for 4 days on one car and made it work and now Chris' work gave him a car to use so we are back to two cars. We try to downsize and get rid of our Jeep and now he's driving a Cadillac. So much for appearing to live modestly. Luckily, we don't have to make the payments; just buy the gas.
I don't really care about what kind of cars we drive. I have a 12 passenger van with no extras and vinyl floors. It fits my needs exactly. Growing up, we usually had junky or hand-me-down cars. My mom and dad had this ginormous Cadillac when I was a little girl. It was rust colored which was good because the rust blended right in. It had an armrest that came down in between the front seats which I called, "the hump." That was where I usually sat. After the giant Cadillac broke down too many times, we moved to a little red Chevette. It also had vinyl seats, no radio and no air conditioning. I hated that feel of vinyl on your sweaty legs in the summer. Ugh. In addition to the red Chevette, my dad drove a tiny Toyota that was many colors. The hood was blue, there was a yellow door and a white door. I can't remember the rest but I know there was some gray, unfinished metal and a lot of rust. It was pretty awesome. After the red Chevette, we got a gray Chevette that had cloth seats and a radio(AM). I was pretty sure I had moved up in the world. Cloth seats! What a luxury! The next two cars we got were blessings from grandparents. We got a used Oldsmobile station wagon. I thought that was cool because the rear seats faced backwards. We also got a Chevy Astro van equipped with a handicapped ramp for my dad. Not so cool.
I inherited the gray Chevette when I left home and drove it into the ground. Luckily Chris inherited a much better car, a Ford Explorer. We drove that into the ground and then bought a Jeep Cherokee with a payment of $79 per month. Hilarious!! That began our love affair with Jeeps. We have always had such good luck with them.
I like a nice, reliable car as much as the next person but I don't need fancy. I don't want the cost of fancy. I just want practical and enough seats for my growing family. Thanks, Marygrove, for making us a two car family again!
Monday, August 11, 2008
You know we just don't recognize the most significant moments of our lives while they're happening.
For our entire marriage, Chris and I have been tested in the principle of keeping the Sabbath Day holy. We have been tempted to eat out, swim, play sports, volunteer, shop, etc... all on the Sabbath. I am sorry to say that there were times early in our marriage when we failed and caved and were not diligent in keeping this important commandment. About 8 years ago, we made a firm commitment that keeping the Sabbath was going to be an important part of our lives. We cut out the swimming, the sports, the extra meetings, the visiting with friends. We cut out everything that was not in harmony with what we felt the Lord was teaching us about proper Sabbath observance. Our guide came from two prophets. The first is President Benson who said:
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“It seems to me that the following should be avoided on the Sabbath:
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“Overworking and staying up late Saturday so that you are exhausted the next day.
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“Filling the Sabbath so full of extra meetings that there is no time for prayer, meditation, family fellowship, and counseling.
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“Doing gardening and odd jobs around the house.
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“Taking trips to canyons or resorts, visiting friends socially, joy riding, wasting time, and engaging in other amusements. …
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“Playing vigorously and going to movies.
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“Engaging in sports and hunting ‘wild animals’ which God made for the use of man only ‘in times of famine and excess of hunger.’ (See D&C 89:15.) …
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“Reading material that does not contribute to your spiritual uplift.
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(“Keeping the Sabbath Day Holy,” Ensign, May 1971, 6–7).
“The Sabbath is a day on which to take inventory—to analyze our weaknesses, to confess our sins to our associates and our Lord. It is a day on which to fast. … It is a day on which to read good books, a day to contemplate and ponder, a day to study lessons for priesthood and auxiliary organizations, a day to study the scriptures and to prepare sermons, a day to nap and rest and relax, a day to visit the sick, a day to preach the gospel, a day to proselyte, a day to visit quietly with the family … , a day for proper courting, a day to do good, a day to drink at the fountain of knowledge and of instruction, a day to seek forgiveness of our sins, a day for the enrichment of our spirit and our soul, a day to restore us to our spiritual stature, a day to partake of the emblems of [Jesus’] sacrifice and atonement, a day to contemplate the glories of the gospel and of the eternal realms, a day to climb high on the upward path toward our Heavenly Father” (The Teachings of Spencer W. Kimball, ed. Edward L. Kimball [1982], 216).
Can I tell you how much opposition we have received in our attempt to keep this commandment? Not only from nonmembers but from friends, family and members of the Church. Steve Young played football on the Sabbath, we are told. Marriott Hotels are open on the Sabbath, we are told. Playing with friends on the Sabbath is fine, we are told. The ox is in the mire or at Meijer, we are told. It never ends. Chris and I feel like sometimes we are standing alone in this principle but that doesn't make it less of a principle. I don't know why we are so tested in this thing but we are stronger each time we are confronted to break it and we do not. The talks on Sunday strengthened my resolve to keep this important commandment. I often think of a quote I heard long ago, "The observance of the Sabbath is an indication of the depth of our conversion." It was by Mark E. Peterson.
After Sacrament, I had a temple rec interview with a member of the Stake Presidency who impressed me so much by knowing the date our baby is due and the names of each of our children and their ages. Granted this man is in our ward, but we are not close to him. I'll bet if you stood up 10 men in the ward, none of them would have known this information like he did. I felt loved and important to this man who has taken the time to know our family. I'm wondering if he knows every family like that and if he does, how does he remember them all? The rest of the day was just as nice as the beginning. Nice meals and nice conversation and enjoying our family. The only imperfection was that Anna and Tony were out of town and unable to share our usual Sunday family dinner.
Today was a different experience for us as we have decided to try living as a one car family. I can tell you that it isn't going to be easy and is going to take some careful planning. I'm not sure how long we will have to do it, but I think we can for the duration we need to. Today Chris took my van and the kids and I had been planning on swimming at Grammy's. We got out the bikes and wagon and walked there. It only took us 20 minutes to get there and was not a horrible trip by any means. As I watched my little flock keep their bikes on the sidewalk and navigate one busy road and several small intersections, I kept thinking of the straight and narrow path and trying to stay on it, holding to the rod and navigating the curves that life throws at us. I love my children so much and I pray each day that I am teaching them the correct things that will keep them on the straight and narrow. As I was pulling Cameron in the wagon and watching them, I felt was bursting with love and pride for them and the sweet little people that they are. I can't express how much I enjoy them and being with them and being a mother.
When I read my scriptures today, I was reading in Helaman about Nephi and his sadness at the wickedness of the Nephites. I had inserted a little quote into my scriptures by Neal A. Maxwell.
"The Lord has made no secret of the fact that He intends to try the faith and the patience of His Saints. (See Mosiah 23:21.) We mortals are so quick to forget the Lord: “And thus we see that except the Lord doth chasten his people with many afflictions … they will not remember him.” (Hel. 12:3.)
However, the Lord knows our bearing capacity, both as to coping and to comprehending, and He will not give us more to bear than we can manage at the moment, though to us it may seem otherwise. (See D&C 50:40; D&C 78:18.) Just as no temptations will come to us from which we cannot escape or which we cannot bear, we will not be given more trials than we can sustain. (See 1 Cor. 10:13.)
Therefore, given the aforementioned grand and overarching reasons to rejoice, can we not “be of good cheer” in spite of stress and circumstance?
President Brigham Young said of a geographical destination, “This is the place.” Of God’s plan of salvation, with its developmental destination, it can be said, “This is the process”!
President Young, who knew something about trial and tribulation but also of man’s high destiny, said that the Lord lets us pass through these experiences that we might become true friends of God. By developing our individual capacities, wisely exercising our agency, and trusting God—including when we feel forsaken and alone—then we can, said President Young, learn to be “righteous in the dark.” (Secretary’s Journal, 28 Jan. 1857.) The gospel glow we see radiating from some—amid dark difficulties—comes from illuminated individuals who are “of good cheer”!
To be cheerful when others are in despair, to keep the faith when others falter, to be true even when we feel forsaken—all of these are deeply desired outcomes during the deliberate, divine tutorials which God gives to us—because He loves us. (See Mosiah 3:19.) These learning experiences must not be misread as divine indifference. Instead, such tutorials are a part of the divine unfolding."
I am trying to be of good cheer in the midst of trials. I don't know why we are being tried and tested in the ways we are right now, but I know that Heavenly Father has a plan for us and we need to be trusting that He knows what is the right path for our family now. I wish I could see all of the plan but I guess that would require no faith on my part. I take comfort in the knowledge that this pain we feel right now is temporary and we will be through it soon.
Weekly Top Ten 8/11/08
1. Chevy Corvette. Red.
2. Vintage Volkswagon Beetle
3. Mercedes Benz SLR McClaren
4. 1927 REO Flying Cloud
5. Late 70s or early 80s Firebird Trans Am with the bird on the hood.











