Frank and I went to the Devotional at the MTC tonight. Elder L Whitney Clayton of the Presidency of the Seventy spoke.
There were a couple of things that he said that I know you all would like to hear.
He talked about how often we hear people complain about how early the Christmas season seems to start. We hear things like "It is still Halloween" or "Can't they wait until after Thanksgiving?" He said that one of the apostles heard someone talking like that and he said "Is it ever to early to begin to celebrate the birth of the Savior?"
Later Elder Clayton said "Have always in your heart some feeling for the meaning of Christmas."
It should be Christmas all year long.
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Thursday, December 15, 2011
White Christmas
Why is it that when I watch the movie "White Christmas" the song that gets stuck in my head is the one about "Mr. Jones?"
Don't you wish you had a dress like the red ones at the end and a place to wear it? (And an 18 inch waist to go with it?)
When Beckie and I were little, our Barbies were "Sisters" and we tried to dress them and make them dance like Betty and Judy. Barbie had almost the same hairdo as Judy and Judy had almost the same figure as Barbie.
Don't you wish you had a dress like the red ones at the end and a place to wear it? (And an 18 inch waist to go with it?)
When Beckie and I were little, our Barbies were "Sisters" and we tried to dress them and make them dance like Betty and Judy. Barbie had almost the same hairdo as Judy and Judy had almost the same figure as Barbie.
Monday, December 5, 2011
My Nightmare Before Christmas
I was just finishing my Christmas decorating. I was getting the last box out of the back corner, by the outside wall in a basement closet. The box was damp on the bottom.
First I should tell you about the box. I know it is silly, but the box was sentimental to me. Our first Christmas when we were married, Frank gave me a Bosch. The Bosch died long ago, but I was still using the box to store decorations. I used the box to store decorations that were not valuable, but were sentimental to me. Like the elf I got at a party in Gemany when I was 8. And the ornaments the kids made in school. And the refrigerator magnets with their school pictures. I also stored the Advent Kranz that Clyde made for me in that box.
Well, when I opened the box it was FILLED with mold. Black mold, brown mold, and fluffy cotton-like mold. It was terrifying.
I had to go through the box to look for anything that was salvageable. Not much was. Anything made of glass or ceramic was untouched. The Advent Kranz was washable. Frank's little boy doll that his great grandmother made him was in a ziploc bag so it was ok. Almost all of the rest of it had to go.
When I was finished I felt creepy, so I had to take a shower.
SO---lesson learned. I am buying plastic bins to store everything from now on.
First I should tell you about the box. I know it is silly, but the box was sentimental to me. Our first Christmas when we were married, Frank gave me a Bosch. The Bosch died long ago, but I was still using the box to store decorations. I used the box to store decorations that were not valuable, but were sentimental to me. Like the elf I got at a party in Gemany when I was 8. And the ornaments the kids made in school. And the refrigerator magnets with their school pictures. I also stored the Advent Kranz that Clyde made for me in that box.
Well, when I opened the box it was FILLED with mold. Black mold, brown mold, and fluffy cotton-like mold. It was terrifying.
I had to go through the box to look for anything that was salvageable. Not much was. Anything made of glass or ceramic was untouched. The Advent Kranz was washable. Frank's little boy doll that his great grandmother made him was in a ziploc bag so it was ok. Almost all of the rest of it had to go.
When I was finished I felt creepy, so I had to take a shower.
SO---lesson learned. I am buying plastic bins to store everything from now on.
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