Tuesday, March 4, 2014

Is being pregnant really worth it?

I LOVE being pregnant. I love feeling my baby kick and move (to some extent). It amazes me how my body knows exactly what to do to "grow a human" and create life. Pregnancy is awesome!

But the hard parts of pregnancy, the sleepless nights and achy hips and forgetfulness and run-on sentences like these, are just hard to deal with. The hardest part, I would say, is the craziness.

What craziness you ask?

The craziness of figuring out what is going to happen after the baby comes, who is going to work, who is staying home, how do we pay bills and buy diapers, etc.
The craziness of nothing fits like it should and everything makes me look fat.
The craziness of not getting enough sleep.
The craziness of "he didn't say good morning to me fast enough, I want him dead."
The craziness of "is this pain normal?"
The craziness that no one really ever talks about because being pregnant is, well, just plain awesome!


But the truth is, pregnancy is hard.

Yes, harder for some than others.

I knew it would be hard, but not in the ways I thought. I had always heard phrases and jokes about pregnant women being crazy, but never knew any crazy pregnant women, so I thought it didn't happen and it was all hype.

And then I met myself as a crazy pregnant woman. And proceeded to freak out. I would cry for no apparent reason other than I couldn't find one shoe. Or the time nobody noticed I got my hair cut and sent me into a spiral of crying fits.

Nor did I think about how uncomfortable it would be to sleep and that I would need to cuddle a pregnancy pillow instead of my husband. Or the fact that I would wake up every thirty minutes because Myrtle decided it was time to have a party.

I didn't think about how hard it would be to see my weight go up, even though I knew it would because I'm carrying a baby here. I didn't think about how Myrtle growing and getting bigger would squish my organs and feel...weird. Or about how I crave chocolate pudding like none other and before I was pregnant, I HATED pudding.

Who knew that you were supposed to keep track of the last time you had your menstrual cycle? Because I didn't, I have been told 4 different due dates that span a period of almost 4 weeks, the latest date being what I have been going off of for the past 3 months. How am I supposed to plan accordingly if I really am due at the end of April and not the middle of May and there is no way to know for sure?

Have I mentioned learning about epidurals and what REALLY happens during labor and delivery? Yeah, not quite what I thought. I didn't know that receiving an epidural would require a needle to constantly be in your back, or that sometimes the anesthesiologist could miss and possibly have to put it in your spine a few times before getting it right. I didn't know quite what it meant to be dilated to a 10, and holy ®*%#, how is that natural?! Maybe I'm just naive or a late learner, or just have a horrible memory, but it would have been nice to know how this was going to end so I could have better prepared myself while I was sane and not the "My ice cream is melting. It's the end of the world!" crazy pregnant woman.

On top of all of this, the reality that mine and my husband's lives are never going to be the same, it's never going to be just him and I, and it's never going to be just a walk in the park is really hard to understand and comprehend. And it frightens me.

One thing I consistently forget, is that I am making life here. I am preparing a human to be born. So why on earth did I think it would be easy?! I mean, the act was easy, but the process has been challenging. What in this life really is easy? Marriage is difficult. School is difficult. Finances are difficult. Living in and of itself is difficult. And I am making a human. Of course it's going to be difficult. But I know that it will all be worth it.

How do I know it will be worth it?

Because this has been a dream of mine since I can remember, and it's finally happening. 
Because the smiles my nieces give my sister melt my heart. 
Because a child's giggle can cure any horrible day. 
Because seeing a child learn and develop their own personality is something-out-of-this-world awesome.
Because you can't tell me baby clothes aren't cute.


I have a newfound respect for my mothers in law. John's mom had 13 kids and his step mom had 13 kids as well. I am nervous about just having 1! I question how they did it and everyone is still alive and still have all 10 fingers and 10 toes because here I am freaking out about 1!

But I know that with my husband and the Lord on my side, I can beat this pregnancy and all the fun side effects that unwillingly come with it.

I feel like after going through this, I can take on the world!

Bring. It. On.

Wednesday, February 26, 2014

The Anti-Gay What???

It's 7 in the morning, I still have to make my lunch, do my makeup, and finish getting ready for work. Yet here I find myself, writing a blog about a very touchy subject to most of the people I know here in Arizona.

I stayed up rather late last night reading a blog about the "Anti-Gay Law" or SB 1062 from Matt Walsh. You can find the blog post here.

I won't go into much detail about it as Matt does an excellent job debunking most "haters'" problems with the bill, and does it so eloquently. I will merely highlight a few things that I found to be very eye opening and wonderful points.

(And if you don't know what SB 1062 is, you can find that here and here.)

First off, this isn't a law against gay people. This is a law to protect businesses from participating in acts that they find morally wrong. If a gay couple can sue a baker, photographer, and florist for not wanting to participate in their gay nuptials because the find that morally wrong, why can't I sue a Kosher deli for not catering a non-kosher meal? That is something that they follow with their religion. I just don't see the connection in allowing a Christian baker to go down for something they choose to follow with their religion.

Some people are saying that this is combining church and state. While I agree to some extent, not having this is in place is not allowing people to practice their religion freely, which is supposed to be protected in the First Amendment. 

"Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof, OR prohibiting the free exercise thereof..."

This law is not about Christianity only. This is about protecting every religion to allow them to practice freely. And one thing I don't understand, is why these couples in New Mexico, Washington, and Colorado were able to sue someone for practicing their first amendment rights. The government just came in and prohibited them from their "free exercise thereof."
Secondly, many people are saying that this law is the "Jim Crow law of the 21st century." Like Matt states on his blog, 

"We should remember that blacks were in chains in this country. They were literally treated as less than human. They could be legally murdered and beaten and starved. They were set apart, cast aside, and violently and systematically oppressed.

Not only are gays in a better position than this, but the two scenarios are diametrically opposite. Unlike historical blacks, gays are afforded special legal protections. They are celebrated by the president, Hollywood, pop culture, the media, mainstream culture, and most major corporations. 

They are hoisted on a pedestal by only the most powerful and influential people in the country.
Black people ought to deliver a sound verbal smackdown to any historically illiterate gasbag who even attempts to paint the slightest equivalency between the suffering of blacks and gays."

Again, I don't see the connection between this bill and "Jim Crow."

Lastly, and this is my favorite part, some comments are definitely worth mentioning. One guy got his panties in a wad because if you are a business, you are to "serve to the public, meaning everybody." Another commenter stated "I build websites for a living. Should I be required to build a porn site for someone just because I 'provide a public service?'" What a great way to put it, and I applaud you kind sir.

Another commenter wrote "What you are missing is that the constitution is guaranteeing freedom from discrimination from the government. Citizens are left with their freedom to discriminate in tact. The government is slowly attempting to push their obligation onto citizens, which erodes our rights."

Yes, I agree that there are a lot of changes that need to be made before this ever becomes actual law. I believe it is written poorly, but the premise and grounds for needing this are very real.

And on that note, I end this post so I can get ready and go to work. Have a wonderful week/end folks :)

Friday, February 7, 2014

Life in Good Ol' AZ

Well it's been quite a while since I've written. And I think it is long over due.

John and I moved down to Arizona right before Christmas. The move was kind of unexpected and unplanned, to an extent.

You see, life was going great! We just found out we were pregnant, loved our jobs, and put an offer on a house up in Morgan, UT, where John is originally from. We got out of our lease at our apartment and moved in with John's sister and her family until we closed on the house. We finally felt like REAL adults. Big changes were coming, and we were so excited.

Then things started to go south.

John's co-worker, who he dealt directly with at the clinic he worked at in Park City, started to be very difficult to work with. After a few weeks, John didn't feel like he could be himself at work, like he had been for the past 5 months. And then the phone calls started coming in from patients. One person called in to say he was offended that John mentioned he went on an LDS mission. One mother called in to complain about some, not necessarily advice, per say, but some things he knows about muscles that he had offered to her daughter who was planning on going into sports as a career, while performing an x-ray. Another person called to complain about who knows what. On top of that, this co-worker complained to their manager that she was offended about some things John had said (which were in no way inappropriate) that John had no idea made her upset. All of this happened within probably 2 weeks. And it was just too much for the clinic to handle.

So they let him go, the week before Thanksgiving. They were nice enough to give him a severance and pay our insurance through the end of December.

But I was absolutely devastated. Not only were my hormones completely out of whack, but so many HUGE things were happening and we couldn't do any of it without his income. On the way home from work that day after he told me, I was a mess. I was overcome with anger, fear, and panic. What were we going to do? We lost the house, we couldn't stay with John's sister long term, and we couldn't afford to move out on our own. I was having a baby and were going to lose insurance. And having a baby without insurance is very financially scary. The only good thing we had going for us, was the fact we were going through the temple in a few days. And even that I felt was up in the air because of the feelings I was feeling towards this individual.

I feel like John being let go stemmed from his co-worker. And I hated (yes, hated) her with every fiber of my being. See, she had been there for over 8 years. And then came along John. Someone that had things in line in his life, we were going through the temple, having a baby, buying a house, and she was just very unhappy. So she did all she could to get him to leave.

After a few days, I was tired of holding this hatred for this woman. The biggest lesson that this experience has taught me, has been to love my enemies. Even though I felt very wronged and targeted, I had something that she was missing. I'm a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. I was going through the temple in a few weeks to be sealed for time and all eternity to the love of my life. I was going to have an eternal family. And no obstacle or trial could take the truthfulness of that away.

So as hard as it was, I started to pray for her. I started to pray that her heart would be softened and that she would find happiness; that no matter what trials she was going through, she would be able to find peace and love. It's not my place to blame someone else for my trials. It sure is easy sometimes, but things happen for all sorts of reasons. Bad things happen to good people all the time. And they happen so that we can learn lessons. I have no idea what she is up to now, or who has taken John's place and if they are having any better success than John did. But I honestly hope that one day she will be happy.

Anywho, enough of that sob story.

December 23rd we packed up the truck and moved down to Mesa, AZ. I currently work for a lien service company in the valley and love it! The only down side about working there, is I see all the time how people are wronged by other people. Sometimes it's a little hard to take in, but such is life. John is currently working for my brother-in-law's dad doing landscaping, while he looks for other jobs as an x-ray tech [by the way, if you know of any place hiring an x-ray tech who is pretty freakin' sweet, let me know ;)]. Mo and Bear absolutely LOVE being here and being able to play outside in the warmth. Being close to my family is awesome, and starting to build a relationship with my niece is heartwarming.

It still hasn't quite sunk in that we are living here and are not just visiting or on vacation. I never thought I would be living back in Arizona. Ever. I was pretty set on staying in Utah for the rest of my life. I love it up there; being so close to nature and the mountains is something that I miss daily. So many times I think "Oh, I'm going to go here for lunch" or "I want to go to this store" and then I remember that those places are only up in Utah. Plus, it's kind of hard being away from John's family. They are just such an awesome bunch of people. I miss the family get-togethers and different events that they have. And it doesn't help that his nieces and nephews are beyond adorable and fun.

In the end, I know everything happens for a reason. I know John was let go for some reason, we just haven't found out yet. I'm happy to be back in my home town, and am very excited to see where life takes us from here!

Sunday, December 8, 2013

Baby Surprises

So if you saw my Facebook last night, you will have noticed that we announced we are having a baby girl!! Here is our story :)


Back in August, my family was planning a trip up to Utah in October to visit us and go to a doTERRA conference. We were living in Heber at the time and were very excited to have them come stay with us. My sister mentioned that she wanted to have some family pictures taken since it had been over a year since the last time we had pictures taken, and we had a new member of the family to add, my niece Aubry. I thought it was a good idea and started to look for photographers in the area. August 26th, we agreed on a photographer and my husband and I found out that we were pregnant. I immediately emailed the photographer and let her know that I wanted to surprise my family with the news while we were taking pictures. She LOVED the idea, and we were all set.

I didn't tell my family or John's family at all, and that was very very hard. I never had really bad morning sickness, but I just felt nauseous all the time. My coworkers knew because I found out I was pregnant at work and kinda freaked out a little (in a good way!). So here I was, newly pregnant, feeling sick all the time, and could only talk to my husband and coworkers, who don't have kids. I couldn't ask for advice from my sister or my mom, and that killed me inside. 

The month and a half went by, and my family didn't have a clue that we were expecting. I was just hoping and praying that my nausea would subside and I would be able to keep it a secret while they were there. They arrived on Tuesday and we weren't taking pictures until Saturday, so I had to keep my mouth shut for a few days. The whole week I had worked so hard to lead them astray and kill any thought or idea that we were pregnant or planning on getting pregnant any time soon.

And it worked!

Saturday rolls around and we get ready for pictures. We arrive to the location and start shooting. I wanted to tell them in one of the group shots, but I was just so nervous!! We took pictures in a few group settings, and we were about done with group shots, so I had to do it now! We get situated in the position below, and the whole time my husband keeps whispering to me "Okay Caren. Any day now. Are you going to tell them?"




Finally, I turn to them and say "Oh yeah, mom? I don't know if I told you, but we're pregnant." Just very nonchalantly dropped the bomb. And you can see how they reacted...



NOW, it finally sunk in. First thing out of my older sister's mouth? "SHUT UP!"




 Commence the hugs.


And tears of joy.







Of course, my mom thought I was a stinker. But it was so worth it! At this point, I was a little over 10 weeks along (I can't remember how far along exactly I was). It was such a relief to finally let them know and not have to keep it quiet any longer. It was a very perfect day :)

Fast forward two months, and here we are! I had a doctors appointment on Wednesday to find out the sex of the baby. Long story short, I thought I was a week farther along than I was, and my doctor wouldn't do an anatomy ultrasound for another week or two. Oh boy, I could already feel Mama Bear coming out. A few of my friends announced they were pregnant and what they were having at like 13 or 14 weeks. Here I was, 17/18 weeks along and she said that they could still miss things if they did one, and we had to wait until around 20 weeks.  
Bull. Crap.
 She had me come back in for a different ultrasound on Friday to double check some things, and I told the ultrasound tech that I just NEEDED to know what we were having. Amidst so many changes and challenges in my life right now, I needed something to look forward to. So, she went ahead and did the anatomy ultrasound (against doctor's orders) and we found out we are having a girl!

My family knew I was supposed to find out on Wednesday, but I didn't want to tell them until after we went through the temple on Saturday and most of our family would be there. (By the way, we went through the temple!!) So I call my sister, and I tell her the bad news that I didn't find out on Wednesday and had to go back in on Friday for another ultrasound. Of course, with everything that has happened thus far with the baby, she didn't believe me. Same thing with my mom. They thought I was just holding out for the perfect time to tell them, but they wanted to know now!! Haha.  Friday rolls around and I talk to them about the other ultrasound I had to go in for and explained that the ultrasound tech wouldn't do an anatomy scan because that's not what the doctor ordered and I had to go in in two weeks to have that done. They were a little hesitant to believe me, but I pushed it pretty hard, so they had no choice but to believe me.

Saturday rolls around and we go through the temple. We all got together afterwards to eat dinner, and to tell them the great news! We were all sitting around reading menus, and I again, nochalantly, tell my mom "So mom. You'll need to dry clean the baby blessing gown. Because we're having a girl." It took her a second to finally realize what was just said, but at this point my sister was celebrating and was so excited! The rest of our family was very excited. The Memmott side of the family needs more girls, as we have mostly boys. The Allred side of the family, needs more boys as we have 14 girls, and 2 boys. But we are so very excited to have a girl. All I know is girls, so I'm excited to spoil her :)

Moral of the story, I'm a great liar and keeper of secrets ;)

Monday, November 4, 2013

Something that everyone should know

After hearing some news from today, I just thought I would post this talk given by David A Bednar in 2006 that is oh so important. I really wish that everyone on this planet would read and/or listen to this talk and make it a part of their lives. Without further ado, here it is!




This afternoon I pray that the Holy Ghost will assist me and you as we review together important gospel principles.

One of my favorite activities as a priesthood leader is visiting members of the Church in their homes. I especially enjoy calling upon and talking with members who commonly are described as “less active.”

During the years I served as a stake president, I often would contact one of the bishops and invite him to prayerfully identify individuals or families we could visit together. Before traveling to a home, the bishop and I would kneel and petition our Heavenly Father for guidance and inspiration, for us and for the members with whom we would meet.

Our visits were quite straightforward. We expressed love and appreciation for the opportunity to be in their home. We affirmed that we were servants of the Lord on His errand to their home. We indicated that we missed and needed them—and that they needed the blessings of the restored gospel. And at some point early in our conversation I often would ask a question like this: “Will you please help us understand why you are not actively participating in the blessings and programs of the Church?”

I made hundreds and hundreds of such visits. Each individual, each family, each home, and each answer was different. Over the years, however, I detected a common theme in many of the answers to my questions. Frequently responses like these were given:

“Several years ago a man said something in Sunday School that offended me, and I have not been back since.”

“No one in this branch greeted or reached out to me. I felt like an outsider. I was hurt by the unfriendliness of this branch.”

“I did not agree with the counsel the bishop gave me. I will not step foot in that building again as long as he is serving in that position.”

Many other causes of offense were cited—from doctrinal differences among adults to taunting, teasing, and excluding by youth. But the recurring theme was: “I was offended by …”

The bishop and I would listen intently and sincerely. One of us might next ask about their conversion to and testimony of the restored gospel. As we talked, eyes often were moist with tears as these good people recalled the confirming witness of the Holy Ghost and described their prior spiritual experiences. Most of the “less-active” people I have ever visited had a discernible and tender testimony of the truthfulness of the restored gospel. However, they were not presently participating in Church activities and meetings.

And then I would say something like this. “Let me make sure I understand what has happened to you. Because someone at church offended you, you have not been blessed by the ordinance of the sacrament. You have withdrawn yourself from the constant companionship of the Holy Ghost. Because someone at church offended you, you have cut yourself off from priesthood ordinances and the holy temple. You have discontinued your opportunity to serve others and to learn and grow. And you are leaving barriers that will impede the spiritual progress of your children, your children’s children, and the generations that will follow.” Many times people would think for a moment and then respond: “I have never thought about it that way.”

The bishop and I would then extend an invitation: “Dear friend, we are here today to counsel you that the time to stop being offended is now. Not only do we need you, but you need the blessings of the restored gospel of Jesus Christ. Please come back—now.”

Choose Not to Be Offended
When we believe or say we have been offended, we usually mean we feel insulted, mistreated, snubbed, or disrespected. And certainly clumsy, embarrassing, unprincipled, and mean-spirited things do occur in our interactions with other people that would allow us to take offense. However, it ultimately is impossible for another person to offend you or to offend me. Indeed, believing that another person offended us is fundamentally false. To be offended is a choice we make; it is not a condition inflicted or imposed upon us by someone or something else.

In the grand division of all of God’s creations, there are things to act and things to be acted upon (see 2 Nephi 2:13–14). As sons and daughters of our Heavenly Father, we have been blessed with the gift of moral agency, the capacity for independent action and choice. Endowed with agency, you and I are agents, and we primarily are to act and not just be acted upon. To believe that someone or something can make us feel offended, angry, hurt, or bitter diminishes our moral agency and transforms us into objects to be acted upon. As agents, however, you and I have the power to act and to choose how we will respond to an offensive or hurtful situation.

Thomas B. Marsh, the first President of the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles in this dispensation, elected to take offense over an issue as inconsequential as milk strippings (see Deseret News, Apr. 16, 1856, 44). Brigham Young, on the other hand, was severely and publicly rebuked by the Prophet Joseph Smith, but he chose not to take offense (see Truman G. Madsen, “Hugh B. Brown—Youthful Veteran,” New Era, Apr. 1976, 16).

In many instances, choosing to be offended is a symptom of a much deeper and more serious spiritual malady. Thomas B. Marsh allowed himself to be acted upon, and the eventual results were apostasy and misery. Brigham Young was an agent who exercised his agency and acted in accordance with correct principles, and he became a mighty instrument in the hands of the Lord.

The Savior is the greatest example of how we should respond to potentially offensive events or situations.

“And the world, because of their iniquity, shall judge him to be a thing of naught; wherefore they scourge him, and he suffereth it; and they smite him, and he suffereth it. Yea, they spit upon him, and he suffereth it, because of his loving kindness and his long-suffering towards the children of men” (1 Nephi 19:9).

Through the strengthening power of the Atonement of Jesus Christ, you and I can be blessed to avoid and triumph over offense. “Great peace have they which love thy law: and nothing shall offend them” (Psalm 119:165).

A Latter-Day Learning Laboratory
The capacity to conquer offense may seem beyond our reach. This capability, however, is not reserved for or restricted to prominent leaders in the Church like Brigham Young. The very nature of the Redeemer’s Atonement and the purpose of the restored Church are intended to help us receive precisely this kind of spiritual strength.

Paul taught the Saints in Ephesus that the Savior established His Church “for the perfecting of the saints, for the work of the ministry, for the edifying of the body of Christ:

“Till we all come in the unity of the faith, and of the knowledge of the Son of God, unto a perfect man, unto the measure of the stature of the fulness of Christ” (Ephesians 4:12–13).

Please note the use of the active word perfecting. As described by Elder Neal A. Maxwell, the Church is not “a well-provisioned rest home for the already perfected” (“A Brother Offended,” Ensign, May 1982, 38). Rather, the Church is a learning laboratory and a workshop in which we gain experience as we practice on each other in the ongoing process of “perfecting the Saints.”

Elder Maxwell also insightfully explained that in this latter-day learning laboratory known as the restored Church, the members constitute the “clinical material” (see “Jesus, the Perfect Mentor,” Ensign, Feb. 2001, 13) that is essential for growth and development. A visiting teacher learns her duty as she serves and loves her Relief Society sisters. An inexperienced teacher learns valuable lessons as he teaches both supportive and inattentive learners and thereby becomes a more effective teacher. And a new bishop learns how to be a bishop through inspiration and by working with ward members who wholeheartedly sustain him, even while recognizing his human frailties.

Understanding that the Church is a learning laboratory helps us to prepare for an inevitable reality. In some way and at some time, someone in this Church will do or say something that could be considered offensive. Such an event will surely happen to each and every one of us—and it certainly will occur more than once. Though people may not intend to injure or offend us, they nonetheless can be inconsiderate and tactless.

You and I cannot control the intentions or behavior of other people. However, we do determine how we will act. Please remember that you and I are agents endowed with moral agency, and we can choose not to be offended.

During a perilous period of war, an exchange of letters occurred between Moroni, the captain of the Nephite armies, and Pahoran, the chief judge and governor of the land. Moroni, whose army was suffering because of inadequate support from the government, wrote to Pahoran “by the way of condemnation” (Alma 60:2) and harshly accused him of thoughtlessness, slothfulness, and neglect. Pahoran might easily have resented Moroni and his message, but he chose not to take offense. Pahoran responded compassionately and described a rebellion against the government about which Moroni was not aware. And then he responded, “Behold, I say unto you, Moroni, that I do not joy in your great afflictions, yea, it grieves my soul. … And now, in your epistle you have censured me, but it mattereth not; I am not angry, but do rejoice in the greatness of your heart” (Alma 61:2, 9).

One of the greatest indicators of our own spiritual maturity is revealed in how we respond to the weaknesses, the inexperience, and the potentially offensive actions of others. A thing, an event, or an expression may be offensive, but you and I can choose not to be offended—and to say with Pahoran, “it mattereth not.”

Two Invitations
I conclude my message with two invitations.

Invitation #1
I invite you to learn about and apply the Savior’s teachings about interactions and episodes that can be construed as offensive.

“Ye have heard that it hath been said, Thou shalt love thy neighbour, and hate thine enemy.

“But I say unto you, Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you, and persecute you. …

“For if ye love them which love you, what reward have ye? do not even the publicans the same?

“And if ye salute your brethren only, what do ye more than others? do not even the publicans so?

“Be ye therefore perfect, even as your Father which is in heaven is perfect” (Matthew 5:43–44, 46–48).

Interestingly, the admonition to “be ye therefore perfect” is immediately preceded by counsel about how we should act in response to wrongdoing and offense. Clearly, the rigorous requirements that lead to the perfecting of the Saints include assignments that test and challenge us. If a person says or does something that we consider offensive, our first obligation is to refuse to take offense and then communicate privately, honestly, and directly with that individual. Such an approach invites inspiration from the Holy Ghost and permits misperceptions to be clarified and true intent to be understood.

Invitation #2
Many of the individuals and families who most need to hear this message about choosing not to be offended are probably not participating with us in conference today. I suspect all of us are acquainted with members who are staying away from church because they have chosen to take offense—and who would be blessed by coming back.

Will you please prayerfully identify a person with whom you will visit and extend the invitation to once again worship with us? Perhaps you could share a copy of this talk with her or him, or you may prefer to discuss the principles we have reviewed today. And please remember that such a request should be conveyed lovingly and in meekness—and not in a spirit of self-righteous superiority and pride.

As we respond to this invitation with faith in the Savior, I testify and promise that doors will open, our mouths will be filled, the Holy Ghost will bear witness of eternal truth, and the fire of testimony will be rekindled.

As His servant, I echo the words of the Master when He declared, “These things have I spoken unto you, that ye should not be offended” (John 16:1). I witness the reality and divinity of a living Savior and of His power to help us avoid and overcome offense. In the sacred name of Jesus Christ, amen.

Sunday, November 3, 2013

Keep raking your leaves

The leaves of trees provide so much beauty and many blessings that we might not recognize. During the spring and summer, they provide shade to protect us from the sun. During the fall they change colors to give some beauty in this world, then fall off to allow the sun to shine through and create warmth during the winter.

You will often find fathers and families raking the leaves that have fallen during the fall to beautify their lawns, only to have more leaves fall to create more work to be done.

Why don't they just wait until all the leaves have fallen and rake only once? While meteorologists help us prepare for possible storms and future weather, they cannot know exactly when winter will hit.

If you wait too long to rake your leaves, snow will start to fall and will freeze the leaves to your grass, making it very difficult to clean. Come spring time, the leaves will start to decompose and turn to mush, creating a mess.

Such as in life, we need to continually "rake our leaves".

“And now, as I said unto you before ... I beseech of you that ye do not procrastinate the day of your repentance until the end; for after this day of life, which is given us to prepare for eternity, behold, if we do not improve our time while in this life, then cometh the night of darkness wherein there can be no labor performed." Alma 34:33

If we wait to repent of our sins to "kill two birds with one stone", it might already be too late. The night might already have fallen and our to time prepare has ended.

There is a beauty in the atonement and the weekly opportunity of taking the sacrament that we might not see. We have the chance to beautify our lives daily, to correct the wrongs that have been made, and to prepare now to meet our Father in Heaven. We don't lead perfect lives, but we can strive to have a marvelous and magnificent one.

So be grateful for the liberty we have to continually rake our lawns and make them glorious.

Saturday, November 2, 2013

Brownie in a mug WIN.

I'm sure many of you have tried some form of cake or brownie in a mug. But I bet you haven't tried this one! If you have, you already know how amazing it is.

It seriously took me no more than five minutes. I did make a few adjustments from some of the comments made. I used milk instead of water, added 1/2 Tbsp more of cocoa, and 1/2 tsp of vanilla. I mixed all of the dry ingredients and slowly added them to the wet ingredients, mixing with a fork in a large mug to get all the lumps out. I ended up having to add a little more milk until the mixture was shiny, but probably wasn't more than 1tsp.

Off to the microwave you go! I started at 50 seconds, and then did increments of 10 seconds until it was not so glossy on top, which ended up to be around 1:20. I added a little vanilla ice cream and this hit the spot perfectly! Not to mention it was super easy clean up as there was literally no mess.

You can't really see the actually brownie in the picture, but it was extremely moist and wasn't dense at all. I'll need to stock up on cocoa powder for the future!!

Let me know what you think!