The Fugitive Moment

I just had a birthday and I can't believe how much I've already lived.

When I was younger (and I am still young...this isn't an 'I'm so old' blog) I seemed to have so many hours in the day, and now I feel like I have so few.

It is already February.

Can you believe it?

I was listening to a hymn today and it said:

"...our time as a stream Glide swiftly away

and the fugitive moment refuses to stay."

It has made me think: What do I do with my fugitive moments?

I have missed quite a few, I've made the most of some, and I hope I have the sense to do the best I can with the ones that remain, because they DO refuse to stay.

This life is meant to be enjoyed, and I know one thing for sure, I'm not going to "waste" my fugitive moments being busy.

"Screw you cat!"

My sister Jessie LOVES animals.

We caught a mouse in my parents house and the mouse was breathing its last breaths and Jessie cried because it was a dying creature.

Animals, though, do not love Jessie.

Jessie and I are on a committee planning a bingo night in Nauvoo. The first meeting we had concerning the bingo night was at a ladies house and she has a cat that she said is "overly loving" and she apologized ahead of time for the cat, because it would probably try to jump in laps or rub against our legs.

It did jump on peoples laps, and it did rub legs, just not Jessies.

Jessie had to go to the last meeting by herself and the cat again was being it's friendly self just not with Jessie.

She was relaying me the story and she said, "...I think I just want animals to love me too much, well SCREW YOU cat!"

Haha.

I thought it was funny.

Do You Believe in Santa?

I've been saddened lately with the amount of people who deny their children the joy of believing in Santa.

Francis P. Church responded to a little girls inquiry about the existence of Santa by saying:

"Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there was no Santa Claus! It would be as dreary as if there were no Virginias. There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished."

I feel like kids are no longer given the opportunity to be kids, and not believing in Santa is a major factor in that.

Why do people want their kids to grow up so fast? I see so many parents who, as Francis P. Church said, "have been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical age."

What is wrong with a little make believe?

It is OK to believe whole heartily in something that isn't there, it restores our youth!

And Jesus (the reason for this holiday season) even said in Matthew 18:4 "Whosoever therefore shall humble himself as this little child, the same is greatest in the kingdom of heaven."

I think we should all look in ourselves and decide if we believe in Santa.
Instead of growing up, take the time to "humble" yourselves "as a little child", especially now when the opportunity is right at hand!

And as long as you keep your priorities straight there is plenty of room for Santa during this Christmas season!

A Poem

I Hate Christmas Lights

a poem by Tacy Nelson

Christmas lights, so bright and cheery

I love to see you lit,

But when I go to string you yearly

it always ends with a fit.

Why do you refuse to work?

I really don't understand.

You make me feel like a big fat jerk

like YOU have the upper-hand.

All I want is some Christmas cheer,

is that so hard to see?

It only comes this time of year,

so please cooperate with me!

House of Horrors!

I hate the house I'm living in.

The reasons why include:

The owner of the house has his car parked in the two car garage and now that winter is here Jessie and I have to park out in the frosty air and defrost our cars every morning even though we are paying AMPLE money to have a two car garage.

The dishwasher doesn't work.

Someone else's stuff is in our basement and they have a key to our house and on occasion come over when we aren't here. I know who it is and I would have NO problem if they were to ask me if they could come over but knowing that someone is there while I'm not creeps me out. Plus IT'S ILLEGAL, key or not.

The electrical outlet in my bathroom doesn't work so I can't blow dry/straighten my hair in the bathroom and my electric toothbrush can't be plugged in unless I plug it in someone random in the house.

We got a notice in our mailbox that our mailbox isn't regulation height and the box isn't level. This is the 2nd time we got one of these notices and the first time we asked if we could fix it and send the owner the bill and he said no, he'd have someone fix it. It got fixed but it's now broken again. The post office gave us a month to fix our mailbox this time or they'd start holding our mail. I passed that info on but guess what...the mailbox still isn't fixed and as of Dec. 1st the post office has been holding my mail.

In the basement there is a 55 gallon garbage can that a random pipe drips into and we are expected to dump the garbage can every 2 days or so.

The doorbell doesn't work.

After receiving a $300 water bill in June I asked to have a plumber come look at the house and have asked a few times since...it is now December and no plumber has come cause the owner doesn't want to pay for it. Today I went into my bathroom and it smelled NASTY, I thought it was the garbage but it wasn't, there is a giant nasty wet spot all around my toilet (carpeted bathroom...sick) and it smells NASTY. So if someone had come in June when I asked there probably wouldn't be this problem and it would have been a lot cheaper to fix then then it will be now!

I thought I was signing a month to month contract so when the summer was over and a cheaper house was available I could give a 30 day notice and we could move. I guess I signed a year contract so now two of us have to pay what 4 of us were splitting and it is draining our savings and checking accounts and soon all the money we've saved will be gone and the owner of the house is just going to have to sue me because I can no longer afford rent to live in this DUMP of a house.

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I saw this on a motivational poster the other day and thought it was kind of interesting:

Never be afraid to try something new. Remember that a lone amateur built the Ark. A large group of professionals built the Titanic.

I'd like to report that it inspired me to do something epic, but it didn't. It just made me think. Which these days could probably pass off as something epic. I don't seem to do much thinking lately. My mind is a blank slate I never seem to fill up. Which is probably why I haven't blogged a truly entertaining blog in a LONG time.

Hmmm.....

At The Risk of Cursing It

Because I am going to post this blog the weather is going to change, but can I say how GORGEOUS the weather has been?

I love the leaves (granted they are a little dry) blowing around in the gentle warm wind.

I love it all!