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fast

There were a couple of times that I heard mention of fasting taking place in the west for moisture and that those prayers resulted in receiving the moisture that they desired. This happened for Idaho where my sister lives. It doesn't usually snow much there but they apparently got quite a bit. She said I'd be thankful when I eat my potatoes and onions because the snow was a result of fast.

Somehow, somewhere in the wee hours of night those experiences came to my half sleeping mind. Now, fasting is not my strength nor can I claim a burning testimony of it...it's one of those things I believe but do not yet know with conviction. However, these experiences along with thought I had during Sunday school a few weeks ago when they talked about Zion seemed to connect.

During the Sunday school lesson I felt amazed at the city of Enoch being able to achieve a state of true Zion and down hearted that given our current culture it would be impossible. Too many poor who want and take and feel entitled, too many rich who don't not give. But how awesome is fasting? Fasting is a great equalizer and unifying experience. Everyone gives up what they can for the greater good of all. There is no me or I in fasting but a whole....especially in large group fast. My thought is God can bless because Zion exists...even for a moment. Another example of how sacrifice brings blessings.

Just thoughts.

Frozen

We finally made it to Frozen. I felt like this was the most talked about movie in the last ten years. And this if Boo's first real movie. We took her when she was little...probably Little Miss's age...so can you count that as a their first movie? Anyway, this is her first memory of a movie experience. It was fun. She hasn't seen too many Disney movies or longer movies. She's a PBS kind of girl. Last Tuesday we wanted to take her but the snow kept us in (They have $5 tuesdays, that's way we were shooting to go on a Tuesday). Instead that night we showed her Cars. As much as she enjoyed the special movie night last week, I think she liked this much better. It was fun for us to see her reactions. She laughed a lot and she panicked and hid her face at the scarier parts. I'm afraid she is like me and doesn't handle evil or intense parts well.

Afterwards, GG talked me into getting fast food (HIS FAVORITE). He mentioned Burger King and Boo called it Buger or Bugger King a couple times after that. :) I realize she is still learning to pronounce her words but I sure wish I was a better model of it...I am TERRIBLE at pronunciation and speaking in general, just not one of my talents or I hope she will learn to speak clearly like her dad. anywho. ....off the topic, FROZEN, was it worth the hype? It was good and I would say worth the $5 ticket. One of the better recent Disney movies without being dark with evil powers. They never did address how the Princess received her freezing powers though...or I missed it.

thats all. ;)

tipping the scale

I am proud to say that after probably 2 months of exercising and not eating right ( you heard that right, I like to eat), I have left the 1#0's ( sorry not disclosing my weight on a public blog). Granted, I'm only out of them by one number but I don't think I've been in this range since I got married. Amazingly, back when I was 20 I weighed 125...I can't even imagine. I remember being surprised at that number when I was weighed...maybe it was a faulty scale but I was definitely skinnier then than I had ever been. I know i'll never be there again and my goal weight is far from that . But I'm only 4 lbs from what I hope to be. And then I'll turn around and get pregnant. :) Haha...... I hope.

soles

Those who know me, know that I love shoes. I am pretty sensible when it comes to shoes. I like and admire shoes but I wear fairly basic often comfortable shoes. I think a pair of shoes can say a lot about a person. What's important to them, their lifestyle, how they care for themselves ans their personality in general. I used to be more observant of the shoes people wore but since I have been away from fulltime shoe selling my notice of shoes have gone down.

I used to have lots of shoes and newer shoes. Now I'm actually wearing out shoes. Unfortunately today, if someone was paying attention to my shoes they would have seen they were falling apart. I put them on in a hurry and forgot that the seam was coming apart. I sar down in sacrament meeting and noticed how awful they looked. So embarrassing. thankfully, I know most people aren't like me and I'm in primary where no one pays attention to your feet. It's time for me to update my shoe closet...oh I miss the days of amazing shoe clearances where I came home with multiple pairs...that and being single...I could justify so much more. :)

ankles smankles..

Once upon a time I had a boyfriend who claimed he had weak ankles. LAME. It was the lamest thing I had ever heard. This was his reason for not roller skating with and just sitting on the bench. Really? Who had ever heard of weak ankles....and please, he was only like 22 or 23.

Fast forward to today. I was, maybe embarrassingly, dancing around with Boo like a ballerina. One minute I was leaping and plie-ing, and then the next second I'm laying on the floor because my ankle gave out...or something. Now, I feel like the lame one. What if I'm getting weak ankles? Is that something you have or just get? What if I can't roller skate in the future? Not that I do it a lot but I would if I could. In my mind, there is nothing better than the wind in your hair as you fly through the air on skates. My dream, is to waltz on skates. Crazy? maybe. But it is definitely something I would love to learn to do....and that would mean that GG would learn it with me, which I know, he is more than willing to do. Another reason why I married him, besides the fact that I love him, but he doesn't have stupid weak ankles. :)

no longer Boo

On the way home from church today she had a sticker with her name on it from her class, It only had "boo" (her shortened name) and not her full first name (Booobooo for blog purposes). She said it only has Boo on it but my name is Booobooo. This isn't the first time she has realized this. She has been telling grandma and grandpa the last couple of weeks that they should call her Boooboooo not boo.  Isn't she too young to have a name preference?

I'm kinda sad because on that sticker she had on shirt from her class was a reminder for us to talk to her about how she got her name and to bring a picture of her family so they could talk about it in class. I started thinking about her name and how we decided on it. I came to love the name in high school. I knew two girls with the name boobooo that went by Boo. They were always cheerful, fun happy girls. I wasn't friends with them really but I remember them. And about that same time the Omaha LDS temple was having open house before it was dedicated so I go on a tour of the temple. In the bride's dressing room there is a picture of a woman with this name...at least I am sure they said it was this woman....only to find out now, that it is in fact a painting of another woman. Anyway, a loved the painting and the story of the woman I thought it was. I could picture myself getting married in this temple and getting ready in this room. However, I did not get married in this Tempe and it wasn't her....so oh well.

I guess I should start calling Boo,  Boobooo. It's her life and name even though I gave it to her.  :)