Harry Potter

I will admit that I really like the Harry Potter series. It came into my life when i really needed a distraction without a huge emotional investment. But I also liked the fact that it got kids reading again.

However I read on a face book from a friend of mine that there is going to be a nude scene in the next movie. I am so upset. I know these books have morphed into more than kids books but i am so disappointed that they would put a nude scene in a movie that it really isn't necessary.

I have never seen titanic or the proposal for that very reason.

Maybe i am a fuddy duddy.

I wish i could shake the director and ask him what he is thinking,

So I guess I can spend my money elsewhere.

Even though i am very disappointed.

Facebook

Face book is driving me nuts.

To be honest i get on to snoop anonymously into peoples lives. Lately all i see is people playing games. It drives me crazy. How am i supposed to snoop if no one is talking?

I understand i only have about 4 people who read my blog but i need to vent somewhere.

Have we become such a people that face book and computer games and texting have become the only way for humans to communicate? When i was in High School they told us we really needed to learn how to type correctly because it would be very useful in our lives. I don't think they ever anticipated this! We text, we face book, we blog, when do we talk? When do we carry on a face to face conversation where the other person can actually interrupt our train of thought? How are we going to learn conversational etiquette with other people? Where is the skill of being able to think as we are talking with out losing our tempers? And being able to discern what someone is saying by the fluctuation in their voices? I could actually be screaming right now and you would never know it. Our personal interaction with others of human race has become so mechanical. At what point to stop putting "excellent interpersonal communication skills" on our resumes?


I wonder if this is how people felt about the telephone.

enough of being serious

I have decided that my blog has been way to serious lately. Time for something else

I would like to thank Gina for my new background because it matches my cell phone

Surviving Last Night

So last night went a lot better than I thought. When i got to the house i realized i have met this woman before. Her daughter and my oldest daughter went through school together. Although we were not got friends, we have met years ago.

I had steeled myself before going over last night. Like i said it was better than i had expected. I think if i am prepared for the conversation i do a lot better than if the topic of cancer just pops up like in a movie or something. I have to be prepared.

She has finished her chemo and her hair was coming back. Her surgery was over and radiation was left. That is a snap compaired to chemo.

But she was experiencing some symptoms i had forgotten. How funny, i had forgotten that you have memory problems during chemo. Weird huh. To all you who read this that explains a lot huh.

It really helps that she has a positive attitude.

I didn't cry or throw up. That was good. But it did bring back a lot of memories. (there is that memory thing again) Some funny, some sad, some very spiritual.

I didn't have any nightmears last night but from 5am to 6am a lot of dreams about chemo.

So there you have it. I survived.

Hopefully none of you will ever have to experience cancer, but if you do i am strong enough to help now.

If you haven't yet, please get regular mamograms. They only found my cancer by compairing current years to past years pictures. I never had a lump

Surviving Cancer

As many of you know I was diagnosed with cancer in July of 2000. Needless to say it was a life changing experience. And for those of you who didn't know breath, I am cured.
I have thought a lot about my experiences and feelings dealing with this subject. I think everyone deals with it however works for them.
I can take just about anything physical that was thrown at me. The Chemo the surgeries and the radiation. It is the mental (not to say I was always somewhat mental)and emotional part I still deal with.
For example, a few years ago I think it was BMW brought in some cars that you could test drive and for every test drive they donated money to the Susan G. Kohlman fund. It was a beautiful sunny day and my oldest daughter talked us into doing it. I rode with Del and cried with every lap. The last thing I want to be is a poster girl for breast cancer.
But I am finding that as time goes on I need to quit being selfish. There are women out there who need someone to talk to.
When I found out a month or so ago that a lady I used to work with just finished up her treatments it tore me apart. All the memories came flooding back. I almost couldn't function.
So tonight I am going to do something I have never done before. There is a woman in our area that is in the midst of her treatments. She wants me to come talk to her. I feel it is time for me to face this. I have never met her before. But I understand her situation.
I just hope I have enough strength for the both of us.
I will let you know how it goes.

Necessary Evil

I have decided that computers are a necessary evil. When we were out visiting for Relief Society last night we were discussing how much i use technology to keep in contact with the sisters and keep all my ducks in a row so to speak.

It seems, especially at work, that i just figure out what i am supposed to be doing and they (the undefined they) decide that things need to be bigger better and faster. Oh yes and more secure. So what this means in every day language an upgrade.

When upgrades occur your compatible programs are no longer compatible. Your documents in memory have now gotten Alzheimer's and the keys strokes no longer stroke like they used to.

So work needs to be repeated and more paper needs to be printed (oh yea we are going paperless which scares me to death!)

I gave my mom a poster years ago that said
"Just when i finally figure out where it's at
somebody moves it"


I say if it is not broke don't fix it.

I've been thinking

I've been thinking. (whenever my husband hears me say that he runs from the room screaming)

I worked 3 days the week of christmas
I worked 3 days the week of new years
I worked 1 day the next week because of my trip to portland
I worked 4 days last week
and because of mlk day i will only work 4 days this week

Don't get me wrong i have really enjoyed my time off. I got a lot done.
But Saturday and today i have done nothing but sit on my ........ couch

i think i am going crazy.
so
I've been thinking
I either need to get a hobby. Hummmm start crocheting again? Indexing for family history? Piano lessons? Take college classes?

Or get a second job and make more money so i can travel which is what i really would like to do.
OK i really see the problem. If i work more i won't have time off to travel.

there has got to be more to life than cleaning house and watching TV.

Dinner Out

Going out to dinner is so nice.
I would recommend it to everyone
It is almost as much fun as going out to breakfast.
And SO much better than going out to lunch.
You see if you go out for breakfast it is cheaper. If you have time to go out to breakfast it usually means you are not going to have your ususal day. You are either on vacation or have something special planned. That makes going out for breakfast fun.
Lunch on the other hand you usually have to hurry through. The resturant usually feels hurried. Normally you have to hurry to get done because you have to be some where. Maybe back to work or home before the kids get there. Not my favoite.

But Ahhhh. Dinner out. A quiet relaxed time usually with someone you love. And just an extra bonus usually leftovers for lunch. Then you get to come home nothing to do but sit and relax. No dishes, full tummy and vegging in front of the tv.

Home

It seems like i stepped out of my life for 4 weeks and now i am stepping back in.

The week of Christmas was fun. Del played his favorite game with the kids. He takes some cash from 1's to what ever we can afford for that year. He hides them in his pockets. They start with a gift bag that can have anything from T P to cash. Then we play lets make a deal. He will say i will trade you for whatever is in your gift bag for what is in my shirt pocket. some years they make out like bandits others they get a start on their food storage.

New years was spent with the kids playing a lot of WII. I even tried my hand at guitar hero. We toasted my mom with sparkling cider in sponge bob paper cups. I think she would have liked that.

Then I headed for Portland. I always struggle when i go to Portland. I lived there for 10 years. i have lived in Idaho for about 33 years. But Portland is still home. My family is here, my home is here, my work is here and my ward family is here. But when i go to Portland i don't feel stress. Maybe it is because i am not working. I am basically on vacation when i go. It just feels good there.
When i go there i am not a wife or a mother i am just me. Sometimes i forget who i am.

I guess i am truly blessed to have 2 places to call home.