Ok, so I have now finished reading The Host by Stephanie Meyer. I don't want to say too much on here just incase people are either still reading it or are planning on reading it. BUT I do have to say that I don't think it's nice of Stephanie Meyer to mess with our emotions the way she did in this book. I mean, come on now...Ian & Wanda...Melanie & Jared...Jared & Wanda...Ian & Melanie...?????? I wasn't exactly sure who or what I was rooting for!! The book is over and I'm still not sure if I like how things turned out!! It just doesn't feel right. I think if I had my way it would be...The old Wanda & Jared...."Squish her as far back as you can and just make her disappear Wanda!!! You can do it!!! Push...Push...Push" I mean if the New Wanda's old tenant had disappeared then there must be a way, right? But then there's Jamie, oh man, that'll put a wrench in my plan....Now I'm back where I started again! I'm not sure what the perfect answer is BUT I know the way it ended was NOT the perfect way. It just feels wrong.
So, anyway, if you really want your emotions messed with then pick up the book and start reading. And the "being messed with" part doesn't happen until about the middle of the book so keep reading!!
And I agree with Jacquie, there definitely needs to be a sequel!
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Friday, May 9, 2008
JACQUIE!!!
Ok Jacquie, I am now on Chapter 4 in "The Host" but I can't seem to find the time "alone" to get much progress. After reading your most recent post, which I couldn't comment on because there were spoilers, I am even now more determined to find the time! I will commit today to reading, except for when Gabe is awake, and see how far I can get. I'll email you with any comments :) I hope I get as hooked as you because right now all I can keep thinking is..."Who writes this stuff? Who comes up with this stuff?" but I'm still in the "hospital" scene. Wish me luck!
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
You've GOT To See This!!!
Ok, so my good friend Jackie encouraged me to go online and search for the new trailer for the movie "TWILIGHT".....You have got to see it!!!! Watch the trailer first then I'll go on to say a couple more things :)
So, everyone knows that I'm not a fan of the kid they casted to be Edward BUT the trailer made me think that it just might work!!! How exciting!!! Also, did everyone take note of the opening date?? It's DECEMBER 12TH so make sure you mark that on your calendar so that we can have a "girl's night out" and go see it :)
So, everyone knows that I'm not a fan of the kid they casted to be Edward BUT the trailer made me think that it just might work!!! How exciting!!! Also, did everyone take note of the opening date?? It's DECEMBER 12TH so make sure you mark that on your calendar so that we can have a "girl's night out" and go see it :)
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Just incase you ever decide to read my blog....
Ok Greg, it's no secret that you have only viewed my blog one time since I started it, which should be an unforgivable sin BUT I also know that miracles do happen. So, seeings how I am trying ever so hard to look for the positive in all situations, I thought I'd post this message to you just incase you do ever decide to read my blog...it'll be like a little treasure hidden within the usually meaningless posts I have on here.
I LOVE YOU!
I AM SO GRATEFUL FOR YOU!
YOU MAKE ME WANT TO BE
A BETTER PERSON AND
I FEEL HONORED TO BE
YOUR WIFE!!
HERE'S TO ETERNITY!! :) xoxoxoxo
I LOVE YOU!
I AM SO GRATEFUL FOR YOU!
YOU MAKE ME WANT TO BE
A BETTER PERSON AND
I FEEL HONORED TO BE
YOUR WIFE!!
HERE'S TO ETERNITY!! :) xoxoxoxo
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Videos On Trial
Ok, so I am not sure if anyone out there has seen this TV program because I hadn't. I accidently ran across it last night while on Youtube looking up old 80's videos. My mom, Greg and I were laughing soooooooo hard that we had tears in our eyes. The TV show is actually out of Canada so we can't see it here in the US but it's hilarious. I am posting my two favorite "videos on trial" here so that you can see them. I was somewhat bummed that they were picking on my "gay man" (George Michael) but to tell you the truth, I seriously couldn't stop laughing. Watch them both and tell me what you think :) I do want to note that you may have to be a product of the 80's to really get a kick out of these.....sorry you young ones :)
I suppose I should give the videos a rating for my good friend Karie. Ummmmm...I'd give the 1st one (Careless Whispers by Wham) a PG 18 and the second one (Thriller by Michael Jackson) a PG 15.
I suppose I should give the videos a rating for my good friend Karie. Ummmmm...I'd give the 1st one (Careless Whispers by Wham) a PG 18 and the second one (Thriller by Michael Jackson) a PG 15.
Funny Email :)
I received this email and I thought it was great! I got a good laugh out of it. I'm sure most of you have seen it as well but I thought I'd post it anyway. Enjoy!!
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In the spirit of Elder Ballard's talk encouraging us to use online media to join the worldwide dialogue about our church, The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, I'm posting this message, which I recently received from a friend.
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For those of you who have been watching the news and may have wondered....
Some Mormon women sing...
Some Mormon women dance...
Some Mormon women write scary stories...
Some Mormon women have lots of money and really great hair...
I know hundreds of Mormon women. They do all kinds of different things and live all different kinds of lives.
This woman served as a leader in the Mormon church.
She recently spoke to teenage girls worldwide. She encouraged them to stand up to peer pressure, strengthen their families and serve others.
(Click http://www.lds.org/conference/talk/display/0,5232,49-1-851-39,00.html for more.)
None of the Mormon women I know look like this...
None of them are marrying off their teenage daughters and--although some may joke about wanting a sister-wife (preferably one who is really fat and ugly, does bathrooms and changes diapers)--none of them really want to share their husband with anyone.
Furthermore...
Some Mormon guys can throw a ball...
Some Mormon guys yell at the ball...
Some Mormon guys make scary movies...
Some Mormon guys have a lot of money and really great hair...
I know hundreds of Mormon guys. They do all kinds of different things and live all kinds of different lives.
This is one of the leaders in the Mormon church.
Last Sunday he spoke about honoring women, especially mothers, and gave advice to husbands and children about how to treat the women in their lives. (For the whole story, click http://www.lds.org/conference/talk/display/0,5232,49-1-851-37,00.html)
None of the Mormon men I know look like this...
The Mormon men I know are honest and hard-working. They don't cheat, smoke, drink or gamble. And TRUST ME ... the last thing any of them want is another wife.
__________________________________________________________________
In the spirit of Elder Ballard's talk encouraging us to use online media to join the worldwide dialogue about our church, The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, I'm posting this message, which I recently received from a friend.
~~~~~~~~~~
For those of you who have been watching the news and may have wondered....
Some Mormon women sing...
Some Mormon women dance...
Some Mormon women write scary stories...
Some Mormon women have lots of money and really great hair...
I know hundreds of Mormon women. They do all kinds of different things and live all different kinds of lives.
This woman served as a leader in the Mormon church.
She recently spoke to teenage girls worldwide. She encouraged them to stand up to peer pressure, strengthen their families and serve others.
(Click http://www.lds.org/conference/talk/display/0,5232,49-1-851-39,00.html for more.)
None of the Mormon women I know look like this...
None of them are marrying off their teenage daughters and--although some may joke about wanting a sister-wife (preferably one who is really fat and ugly, does bathrooms and changes diapers)--none of them really want to share their husband with anyone.
Furthermore...
Some Mormon guys can throw a ball...
Some Mormon guys yell at the ball...
Some Mormon guys make scary movies...
Some Mormon guys have a lot of money and really great hair...
I know hundreds of Mormon guys. They do all kinds of different things and live all kinds of different lives.
This is one of the leaders in the Mormon church.
Last Sunday he spoke about honoring women, especially mothers, and gave advice to husbands and children about how to treat the women in their lives. (For the whole story, click http://www.lds.org/conference/talk/display/0,5232,49-1-851-37,00.html)
None of the Mormon men I know look like this...
The Mormon men I know are honest and hard-working. They don't cheat, smoke, drink or gamble. And TRUST ME ... the last thing any of them want is another wife.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Full Contact Family Home Evening
On Monday, we were invited to the Ball's house for a BBQ and Family Home Evening, which seems safe enough, right?
So, things were going well. The food was great and thanks again Aaron for the donation of a chicken breast for me :) Plenty of chatting and just hanging out. The bazillion kids were having fun running around the yard. Gabe thought he was in heaven with all the running and playing that was going on until he got kicked in the face and got a bloody nose. I tried to keep him on my lap long enough to stop the bleeding but he was just too anxious to get out and join the chaos going on around him. So, I let him go and just followed him around wiping his nose every so often. I finally sat down and began to enjoy myself again when I heard a very familiar cry. I glanced over and Gabe was in tears again. It turned out that he had gotten hit in the face with a full sized football and his nose was bleeding again. He sat in my lap a little bit longer after that injury but it wasn't long before he was up and running again. It's amazing how fast kids recover from being hurt. I would have soaked up the pity a bit longer :) So, I was sitting there watching Gabe, trying to keep a closer eye on him seeings how he seemed to be the accident magnet of the night, when I noticed he had climbed up the stairs of the back porch and was sitting with Aaron. As I was watching him I was debating if it was a good time to leave before he got hurt again. I could just see him falling down the stairs to top off the night. BUT I wanted to be lazy so I just sat there pondering my thoughts instead of acting on them. I noticed Aaron had left the porch leaving Gabe all by himself. My first instinct was to go get him before he fell but then I thought about how much better he was getting on stairs plus, he was using the rails to get down. He made it to the bottom step before the alarm went off in my head. I saw his little hand let go of the railing and his little foot lifting off the step and heading for the cement below. I moved as quickly as I could while yelling "NO BUDDY, NO!!!" over and over again BUT I was too slow. It became like slow motion and I saw his little arms swing back to try to correct the choice he had made (probably due to my screaming, not my smartest choice) but it was too late. He fell forward and landed directly on his forehead onto the hard cement. My gut dropped about 10 ft as I knew it was my fault he had just smashed his head open. I ran over and got him from Aaron who had picked him up. Then my mind went into hyper-gear because I knew I was about to cry because I was sooooooo mad at myself and I didn't want to cry in front of everyone. So, I grabbed what I could of our stuff and called to Hannah to come because we were leaving. By the time I went to go, there were several "angels" beside me, serving me and my injured son. Within moments Gabe's head was covered with frozen corn and a towel and my eyes were filled with tears. I couldn't stop them!! I tried really hard but they just kept coming. The bump on Gabe's head was enormous!! I felt like the worst mother, EVER!! Everyone around me was trying to make me feel better, informing me that this is just the first of many moments like this while raising a boy BUT I knew that it was my fault for NOT following the inspiration that was being given to me. The truth is, Gabe got hurt because I was being lazy not just because he's a boy, though I appreciate all of the support that I was receiving during that moment.
I want to thank each of you for helping me through that and for all of the follow-up calls that I have received. Gabe is fine, in fact his head looks great. I thought it would be black & blue but it's not, which I am grateful for because if someone was kidding with me and said "why you beating your child?", as if it were my fault, they'd be right (about it being my fault but not about the beating part).
So, anyway, I promised Aaron that I would put a helmet on Gabe the next time we come over to his house so he wouldn't have to deal with the drama my family caused at his nice shin-dig.....sorry about that :(
So, things were going well. The food was great and thanks again Aaron for the donation of a chicken breast for me :) Plenty of chatting and just hanging out. The bazillion kids were having fun running around the yard. Gabe thought he was in heaven with all the running and playing that was going on until he got kicked in the face and got a bloody nose. I tried to keep him on my lap long enough to stop the bleeding but he was just too anxious to get out and join the chaos going on around him. So, I let him go and just followed him around wiping his nose every so often. I finally sat down and began to enjoy myself again when I heard a very familiar cry. I glanced over and Gabe was in tears again. It turned out that he had gotten hit in the face with a full sized football and his nose was bleeding again. He sat in my lap a little bit longer after that injury but it wasn't long before he was up and running again. It's amazing how fast kids recover from being hurt. I would have soaked up the pity a bit longer :) So, I was sitting there watching Gabe, trying to keep a closer eye on him seeings how he seemed to be the accident magnet of the night, when I noticed he had climbed up the stairs of the back porch and was sitting with Aaron. As I was watching him I was debating if it was a good time to leave before he got hurt again. I could just see him falling down the stairs to top off the night. BUT I wanted to be lazy so I just sat there pondering my thoughts instead of acting on them. I noticed Aaron had left the porch leaving Gabe all by himself. My first instinct was to go get him before he fell but then I thought about how much better he was getting on stairs plus, he was using the rails to get down. He made it to the bottom step before the alarm went off in my head. I saw his little hand let go of the railing and his little foot lifting off the step and heading for the cement below. I moved as quickly as I could while yelling "NO BUDDY, NO!!!" over and over again BUT I was too slow. It became like slow motion and I saw his little arms swing back to try to correct the choice he had made (probably due to my screaming, not my smartest choice) but it was too late. He fell forward and landed directly on his forehead onto the hard cement. My gut dropped about 10 ft as I knew it was my fault he had just smashed his head open. I ran over and got him from Aaron who had picked him up. Then my mind went into hyper-gear because I knew I was about to cry because I was sooooooo mad at myself and I didn't want to cry in front of everyone. So, I grabbed what I could of our stuff and called to Hannah to come because we were leaving. By the time I went to go, there were several "angels" beside me, serving me and my injured son. Within moments Gabe's head was covered with frozen corn and a towel and my eyes were filled with tears. I couldn't stop them!! I tried really hard but they just kept coming. The bump on Gabe's head was enormous!! I felt like the worst mother, EVER!! Everyone around me was trying to make me feel better, informing me that this is just the first of many moments like this while raising a boy BUT I knew that it was my fault for NOT following the inspiration that was being given to me. The truth is, Gabe got hurt because I was being lazy not just because he's a boy, though I appreciate all of the support that I was receiving during that moment.
I want to thank each of you for helping me through that and for all of the follow-up calls that I have received. Gabe is fine, in fact his head looks great. I thought it would be black & blue but it's not, which I am grateful for because if someone was kidding with me and said "why you beating your child?", as if it were my fault, they'd be right (about it being my fault but not about the beating part).
So, anyway, I promised Aaron that I would put a helmet on Gabe the next time we come over to his house so he wouldn't have to deal with the drama my family caused at his nice shin-dig.....sorry about that :(
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