Friday, October 31, 2008

The Real Halloween

Here she is after sleeping in sponge rollers last night (it actually mostly worked!)
And here she is after I forced her to tour the entire parking lot at the trunk or treat.  

Once she had a sucker in each hand and a few more in her basket, she was begging to stop.  I gritted my teeth every time she chose an awful penny candy from a bowl overflowing with Butterfingers and Kit Kats and M&M's.... sigh.  
I started coaching - "Find me a yellow one."  Hahahaha.... 

And here I am, headed off to a neighbor's party where I had to dress up.  Check out my cool tat.
 
I'm going to be something with sexy tights next year, I already decided.  At the (very dark) party I asked a girl if I could touch her vintage tights and she laughed and said "Sure" - only to find that it was a stripe drawn up the back of her legs with a black marker!  GENIOUS!  She said at the car shows her husband goes to, the perma-pin-up models actually have that tattooed on their legs.  Whoa!  I'll settle for sexy tights.

Happy Halloween!

Thursday, October 30, 2008

Halloween #1

I had a great blog planned for tonight but am now tired and past my computer curfew. 

We had a 'dress rehearsal' of Halloween by attending an elementary school carnival so Adrie could see other kids in costume and finally "get" it.

Whenever she gets her wings on she begs beautifully "Fly?"  It's heartbreaking to try to explain to her that these wings won't really make her fly, so instead I pick her up and do a weak-mom Superman version around the room.

More tomorrow!

Sunday, October 26, 2008

Why I Support Traditional Marriage

I am your typical NIMBY ("not in my back yard") - far too un-opinionated on issues that don't directly affect me.  Prop 8 and the definition of marriage has had me thinking long and hard, however.  Rather than answer each of your insightful blogs with scattered comments here and there, I would like to delineate the outline of my thoughts.  I will keep it as brief and interesting as possible - despite my 4 pages of notes and scribbles I've kept in preparation for explaining myself.

I bring a slightly unique LDS perspective because half of the clients I work with are lesbian or bisexual.  And I love them dearly.

#1 - We need more thoughtful, heartfelt, and intelligent reasons for supporting traditional marriage that go beyond homophobia, blind obedience, or blind ignorance.  As well-meaning as many wonderful church members are, I often wonder who is hurting more than helping.

#2 - Whoever made this a plight about "Equal Rights" was brilliant.  Brilliant.  We are a generation so afraid of being seen as un-politically correct that we cower to think of rocking the boat.  Anything in the name of "Equal Rights" blindly gets a cloak of respect.  

Defining marriage as between man and woman is not taking away any right of our gay and lesbian compatriots.  We are not blocking their way to jobs, schooling housing, even adoptions.  In California and other places, Civil Unions already offer the same benefits.  Now, if this were a proposition about removing or limiting the inalienable rights of homosexuals, I would take issue.  But it's not.  This issue has been twisted to look that way so it can ride the coattails of the civil rights movement.

#3 - There is a general Ideal Pattern for a family.  Not everyone fits it.  (Hello, I myself don't fit it.) But I still believe it.  If we start altering what the ideal is supposed to look like, we are only a few generations away from losing it altogether.  An amazing talk on this subject is found here.  I strongly suggest you read it, ponder it, teach it to your families.

I may deviate from many staunch LDS folk when I say that my view of God is far more merciful than we often speak of.  He knows the thoughts, intents, and efforts expended by our brothers and sisters who struggle with homosexual attractions.  I don't believe that everyone engaged in this lifestyle is of the devil, or whatever opponents accuse us of saying.  Homosexuals may choose to create families based on their interpretation of the ideal pattern - but still, it's their own personal spin-off of an ideal pattern.  Individual cases?  Not ours to judge.  But giving public sanction to something that may or may not be the 'right' path for a few choice folk is not our place, either.

#4 - Redefining the meaning of the word Marriage is a giant step toward redefining the social order.  Think of crazy high school English books you read like "The Giver" or "1984" and their strange definitions of 'family'.  We are breaching a slippery slope of governmental redefinitions and where does it stop?  I know some of you are rolling your eyes, but this is the precise subject I spent 4 months researching and writing about in Washington DC on the idea of redefining the meaning of Gender.  Redefining words is planting seeds for a New World Order.  I am not a conspiracy theorist stating someone specific is taking over, just that we are potentially on the path to a radically different future.

#5 - Redefining marriage and family (cohabitation - single parent families - etc.) during the last century has only wreaked havoc on the social order thus far.  You can trace the rise in crime, gang activity, school dropouts, increased drug use, and more directly back to the disintegration of the family.  In the interest of making my opinions short and sweet I am not referencing sources - but if this topic truly interests you, start here to see the newest research D.C. think tanks are doing on this subject.  We are an arrogant generation to think that we know better.  We've only messed things up sofar, and are risking it getting even worse.

#6 - When we succumb to the demands of one radical interest group, we have breached the slippery slope of bowing to all.  Do we add a drug category to the food guide pyramid because research shows that 40% of Americans are on either prescription or illegal drugs and can't survive a day without them?  In high school health class do we teach what a great stress reliever nicotine is?  Can we create policy that allows mistresses and their illegitimate children to be put on dad's family's health plan?  Or another 2 generations from now will we relax laws surrounding pedophelia because we've decided maybe it isn't so bad?  Slippery slope.  Where does it stop?

#7 - Making homosexuality part of mainstream society only perpetuates its growth.  Genetic predispositions are one thing, but many teens now think that they "choose" their sexual orientation.  Experimentation in their formative years is messing with their heads.  I know; I work with this issue every day with girls I love.  When raising my own children - who I will teach to unconditionally love every person, junkie, gay, dropout, whatever - helping them find their own true course will be much safer when certain things are kept off limits, or at least taboo.  That is a role of society - to have social norms that perpetuate what's for the good of the general whole.  Somehow that's getting lost in this "it's my right" to feel-good generation. (see #5 for the outcome of this arrogant generation.)

#8 - Faith.  I would be arrogant myself if I didn't freely say that I do believe marriage between a man and a woman is ordained of God and that the family is central to the Creator’s plan for the eternal destiny of His children.  Some argue that the church will change its position right along with the pressure of the times.  I don't really think so - but even if they did, I have learned through experience that the safest and truest course that also provides the most happiness is to follow God's plan, which is led through his prophets and the church today.  I don't obey blindly, I have answers for myself that are strongly witnessed by the spirit of truth.  But I have faith that God has a plan for us and that marriage, between man and woman, is the foundation of that plan.

Friday, October 24, 2008

Alaina does Alaska

I could totally live in Anchorage. I loved it! I never got lost, one little map was all I needed to find my way around, it wasn't that cold (of course it is only October!), and it was beautiful!

In January 2006 I escorted a girl home to Anchorage and was too chicken to leave the airport. Taking the shuttle bus from one terminal to another about gave me a panic attack and I sat in the airport thinking "why did I do this?" I was brand newly pregnant, it was freeeezing cold, and all I wanted was to be home with familiar food and a nice bed.

Contrast that with this trip, 2.5 years later - exhilirating! There's something amazing about striking confidently off into the unknown and coming off conquerer. Same thing as my recent LA trip - I loved feeling in charge and in control. Maybe now that I'm a mom and thus an official adult, maybe it's because I don't have a man to take care of me, maybe it's because I love all of life in general and a new adventure is just icing on the cake, maybe... who knows. But it's great.
Anyway, pictures-slash-abbreviated rundown, in chronological order:

1) arrival at the freezing cold Anchorage airport, waiting for the terminal shuttle
2) very nice car though I only paid $23.00 for the compact cheapie. Maybe it's coincidence that I'm very friendly to the male agents who assist me? Who knows.
3) an Anchorage airport bathroom. So you can see my excitement at being in a new place. And tell what I'm wearing since the rest are headshots :)

4) comparing prices at the Carrs (Safeway) - my favorite hairspray was $7.99 so I decided my hair was better off dead for the day. Sorry pictures.
5) visiting two of my past clients (sisters) and the new baby (mom is on the right)
6) 5th avenue mall! Totally upscale mall for the great Alaskan wilderness (ha).


7) watching the sun set from the 5th avenue parking garage. What a beautiful land.

8) proof that I ate Alaskan Salmon (though it was at Outback... the local pub we tried to go to had an hour wait and I had to make a temple session)
9) 10:15 pm, Anchorage temple, after my endowment session. Only one person tapped her watch in disapproval as I got dressed faster than you can imagine. Nobody noticed that I still had jeans on under my jean skirt. Wa ha!
10) back to the freezing cold Anchorage airport


11) where I should have taken a picture this morning next to the "Welcome to Alaska!" sign. (and finally feeling like yes, indeed, it is 3 am MY time).
12) for all you Palin fans out there
13) seeing the sun rise in Utah, after a very miserable 5-hours with an armrest & legroom hogger seat mate, being stuck next to the window behind a laid-back chair in front of me. Claustrophobia? Yeah, a little.



14) Eating lasagne with Kendall for breakfast before hitting the sack for the day :)
Not pictured: How I read Breaking Dawn in 8 hours of those flights/airport time. It was... interesting. Not my favorite. It had its high points, lots of bizarre points, and I'm okay that it's over. I still think some books/shows (Prison Break, Lost, Veronica Mars, and Heroes) should stop while they're ahead.

Monday, October 20, 2008

Anchorage

I'm going to be in Anchorage, Alaska on Thursday from 2:27 pm until 1:40 am.

That's just over 11 hours.

What shall I do? I'm determined to make it a great trip :) Suggestions anyone?

Friday, October 17, 2008

The Attention of a 2 Year-Old

New Tricks:

  • "Keem up!  Keem up!"  (clean up)
  • "I'll hold 'em" pointing out candy or toys she wants in books.  She grasps futilely at the page, trying to hold whatever it is she wants, and is quite frustrated when she can't 'hold' it.
  • "Lick 'em" or "Eat it" as she licks at or tastes the page of whatever in her book looks good.
  • "I'll hold it."  Same as above, but to things like a pretty car, a helicopter in the sky, or anything she wishes she could hold.
  • "So sorry."  If she even moves to hit me or anything where she sees that look on my face, she instantly turns sweet and strokes my hair and says "So sorry Mom", usually followed with gentle kisses.  How can I argue with that!?
Our bedtime routine has added a new element - "Sing!"  It's quite flattering to have the daughter who yells "No!" when I try to sing in the car songs like "Little bunny foo-foo" or "There was a little house in the middle of the woods" beg me to sing at bedtime.  There are the staples like "I am a child of God" and "I love to see the temple" but we're varying it a little bit with Broadway, high school jazz choir pieces, and other things to broaden her horizons.  

And lastly, here's the ten-second attention span for a prayer.

Sunday, October 12, 2008

Fourth Picture in the Fourth Folder

Just do it.  If you're reading this, consider yourself tagged.  Go find your picture folder, choose the 4th folder and the 4th picture.  Post.  Explain.

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Ahhh, Christmas Eve traditions.  Arizona, 2004?  Maybe 2003.  Aunt Cheri's house.  Themed, similar presents.  Grandma's designer barbies finally passed down to the 3rd generation.  I love this picture.  I love these people.

Friday, October 10, 2008

The Terrible Twos


They're great and terrible.

She starting answering a quiet "Mmm-hmm" or "Mmm-mmm" instead of yes or no, so quickly that I question if I even heard it.  She is patient and says "Mmm-hmm" or "Mmm-mmm" again when I say "What?"

She gets in moods where she says "no" to every single request, ever.  

She also says "Sorry Mama."

When I ask "What's MY name?"  She says "Mama."  Until I tell her, and then she'll say in an excited voice that melts my heart, "A-way-nuh."  

She's decided she hates bedtime with a passion.  She refuses to put pajamas on, she cries for hours in her bed, as soon as it gets dark she starts protesting bedtime.

She repeats words.  Today I heard her practicing "Dang it, dang it, dang it" to her doll.  Last night Kendall said something about "obscenity" in the car and yup, there goes Adrie, clear as day - "Obscenity."

She also says "Halloween!"  Here is the Halloween tree we put up today.  When my mom stayed with me and my newborn baby Adrie she gifted us the ingredients for this family tradition.  Last Halloween was too crazy to get around to it, so it's fun to see it this year and reminisce.

Wednesday, October 08, 2008

Yom Kippur

Sundown tonight began Yom Kippur - which is the Day of Atonement. I know you could Wikipedia the definition (as Josh is right now for me) but I just want to share my thoughts as I've anticipated this day.

Day of Atonement = we're celebrating the atonement of a Messiah, who will be the Hope of Israel, our Redeemer, our Savior. I am fascinated to think of the hundreds of generations of wise and spiritual people who have celebrated this day in ancitipation of the Messiah who will save us all. I am honoring this holiday to feel tied to those who have gone before me - the House of Israel, into which I have been adopted a member by the covenants I've made. I feel such reverence for these ancestors.

What makes this Day of Atonement even more inspiring to me is the fact that I know the Savior of the world has already come - has already atoned for not only my sins, but my weaknesses, my pains, my trials. Words can't express the emotion of gratitude I feel to be tied to generations that have waited for Him, and to be living with the knowledge that He has come and we are saved already. I feel such kinship to the Jewish people who are faithfully honoring the Atonement on this day - we may differ in the who/what/when, but together we worship and honor the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob, who will atone for us all.

Saturday, October 04, 2008

Thursday, October 02, 2008

My Lover Llama

Whew, Life.  It's great.

While screaming her guts out while I washed her hair in the bathtub, I said "Don't you trust me?" and her whole face lit up as she said "Aladdin!" - and then went right back to screaming.

Upon finding a piece of celery in her soup Adrie picked it up and said "A booger!"  Hahaha... the sweet babysitter told her it was celery, and to eat it, so she did.

The new game we play is "What color is Sebastian?" "Red."  "What color is the Genie?"  "Blue!"  "What color is the Beast?"  "Brown."  I love testing her memory.

I found the world's most perfect jean skirt.  Even better - it's a size 2.  And maternity.  But who's counting anyway!?

Like 52 days until I embark on my Mediterranean Cruise.  And I finally get to read Breaking Dawn and HP7.  I don't know which of those 3 I'm most excited about.  Probably Breaking Dawn, I'm sheepish to admit.

Here are some happy pictures of my Adrie - as I found her in Kendall's bed yesterday.