Memory post

I saw this on a friends blog and had to copy because I think it is such a great idea!

The way it works is that you leave a comment for me sharing one of your memories of me. Once you leave a comment, I will go to your blog and leave a memory of you.

Have fun!

Be careful what you ask for...

You know the adage of be careful what you ask for because you just might get it? Well I learned on Friday to be careful of what I ask for because the whole thing just might blow up in my face!!

I work on Fridays from 7:30 am to 4:00 pm and Jason goes to work as soon as I am off and doesn't get home until after midnight. This last Friday, I got off work as usual and I was tired. I wasn't at all looking forward to cleaning the house or cooking dinner and I was looking for a way to get out of it. I decided to call my mom and invite us over for dinner. That way I wouldn't have to cook or clean up and my kids would be entertained as well.

Well it turned out that my mom was tired too. She didn't want to cook or clean up either. We got to talking about what we could do to combine forces and found that between the two of us, we had the ingredients for tacos. That is to say that I had all the ingredients for tacos and she had tortillas. So I'm not really sure how it happened, but by the end of the call, it was decided that I would make tacos and my mom and brother Carson would come to my house to eat them.

Remember that I had been working all day, so the house was a mess. That meant that after browning the hamburger and cutting up all the vegetables, I really quick cleaned the living room and kitchen - I even mopped the floor! I really moved fast because I had it all done before my mom and brother arrived. Sure it helped that they were a little late, but I still did it.

So somehow instead of avoiding cooking dinner, I ended up cooking for additional people AND cleaning my house - which I wasn't going to do originally.

See what I mean? Be careful what you ask for because it could all blow up in your face.

Another mission memory

While on some level it does seem a little odd that I haven't included any spiritual mission memories, on another level it doesn't bother me a bit. Wow, I must be really deep with more than one level.

There was an Elder Christensen in my mission who was a Zone leader. He and I thought it was great that we had the same last name. I think some members even asked if we were married. When he left to go home, I gave him one of my nametags for his sister (she would have been Sora Christensen too, get it?).

Although it was never confusing for me that we had the same last name, I guess it was confusing for some. Actually I'm thinking about just one person. Sister Morrey, the mission president's wife. My memory today is the morning that Sister Morrey called my apartment looking for Elder Christensen. I'm sure she was quickly looking at the mission roster and didn't pay attention to the title before the last name. She paid attention in a hurry when a sister answered the phone at what she thought was an elder's apartment!

I was still laughing about the shock in her voice the next time I ran into Elder Christensen. He told me that I should have told Sister Morrey that he was in the shower and that I'd give him the message when he got out. Now I'll admit, that really would have been funny, but I'm not sure Sister Morrey would have appreciated that humor as much.

Out of the mouths of babes

Because Tegan is turning 8 this year, we are trying to help him prepare for his baptism by learning scriptues. I remember learning James 1:5 as a little girl, so that was the scripture we started with. It went very well. In less than a month, all three children could recite it and only Kierra needed prompting. I couldn't decide on which scripture to learn next, so after much thought and consideration, we are learning the Articles of Faith. Tonight at FHE, I pulled out a copy of the first Article of Faith and we began to recite it together.

Well I hadn't realized how certain words and phrases are connected in Kierra's mind. To help her learn the article of faith, I said a phrase, and then she repeated it. It went something like this:

Shanda: We believe in God,
Kierra: We believe in God,
Shanda: the Eternal Father,
Kierra: the Eternal Father,
Shanda: and in His son,
Kierra: and in His son,
Shanda: Jesus Christ,
Kierra: Amen!
Shanda (laughing): and in the Holy Ghost.
Kierra (not realizing anything is amiss): and in the Holy Ghost.

We recited it several times and it was the same each time. So to Kierra, amen always comes after Jesus Christ. Fair enough. At least it means she is familiar with praying, right? If you think about it, there are certainly worse things for a child to recite without thinking...