Oops! How did that get there?

I walked in the door after church today and my husband said, "You have something on the back of your skirt." I looked down at my white skirt and saw a brown sticky glob stuck right on my rear.

It looked like a squished Milk Dud.

I had to wonder, how did it get there? And how long had it been since it took up residence on my backside?

Was it there when I walked into the chapel and passed around flyers for our social this Friday to everyone seated?

Was it there when I walked to the front of the chapel to lead the music?

Was it there when I walked back to my seat after the sacrament and then back up to the front again for the closing song?

Was it there when I subbed in the fifteen year old Sunday School class?

Was it there during RS and when I walked across the parking lot to my car?

And what were people thinking when they saw a big brown glob on the back of my white skirt?

I am sure I have had more embarrassing moments in the past, and will probably have more in the future, but still . . .

Why didn't anyone else tell me?

So My Life Isn't Perfect . . .

In a perfect world I would be in Nauvoo right now. I would be with my husband and his family, and together we would have gone through a session at the temple and then watched the Nauvoo pageant. And this afternoon we would be attending the wedding of my nephew and his very beautiful fiancé.

But a glitch in my life made me unable to go, and so I sit at home, eagerly waiting for Wes to call me with updates.

And doing a few other things like . . .

Waiting up late for children.

My sixteen and nineteen year old daughters, believing they would be home alone, apparently made plans they did not tell me about. Michelle (16) invited a friend to spend the night both Thursday and Friday nights. Thursday night they dressed up in crazy outfits and went to Wal-mart to play cards. And last night they joined forces with Kathryn (19) and her friend in the latest battle of a prank war--that for some reason could not be carried out before one in the morning.

I protested.

And was told “Don’t worry Mom. This is going to take a long time, so just go to bed and we will wake you when we get home so you will know we are safe.”

When did I lose control of the kids???

Waiting for the telephone repair man.

We had an exciting rain storm that poured sheets of rain in torrents for over an hour—flooding our streets and damaging our telephone cable. Our phones were out for about 18 hours while we waited for the telephone repair man to come and work his magic.

Avoiding the front yard.

The rain also washed all the horse manure from the neighbors horse stalls into our yard, which is why going out in the front of our house smells so very bad right now.

But all is not bad. There has also been some good like . . .

Visiting with family.

My nephew Seth and his cute wife Cairen, along with their adorable little girls came by for a visit. They live in Las Vegas but were in town on business so we got to spend a few hours with them. That was so much fun!! We don’t get family from out of state very often so every visit is greatly appreciated.

Seeing Kayla's ring!!

Kayla is my neighbor, and one of Kathryn's very best friends. She turns 19 this week, and we have known her since the day she was born. This past week she got engaged to a very cute boy who saw her at a YSA activity and thought, "She is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen in my entire life!" (ahhhhh) They have been together ever since.

She came over last night at midnight to show us the ring!! It is so pretty. And seeing her was so much fun!!

Purging.

I have also been deep cleaning. Or “purging” as my friend Susan calls it. Being home with no other plans or responsibilities seemed like the perfect time to clean. Clutter is a funny thing. It can grow gradually, and imperceptibly. But once you notice it, it drives you crazy. And that is where I am right now. The crazy stage. So I told my girls we are cleaning as if we are moving. If we wouldn’t take it with us to a new house, out it goes!! So far we have six sacks of garbage and three bags for D.I. I am loving it!!

So, while life isn’t perfect, at least it is still be pretty good. No matter the circumstance, there always seems to be a way to find . . . joy in the journey. :-)

I'm Off To See the Doctor . . .

I was walking with my friend Susan the other day when she asked me if I had been to the doctor recently. I laughed. I just barely went to the dentist after an eight year hiatus, (no cavities, thank you!!) and I was pretty sure it has been about that same amount of time since I have been to the doctor (minus the gynecologist).

Susan told me she had a check up recently and suggested I might consider doing the same. "Okay, I thought. When I get around to it, I will do that."

Then yesterday my friend Lisa called. She said she woke up with me on her mind and was wondering when was the last time I had been to see my doctor.

Now let me tell you something about Lisa. Lisa always gets premonitions about people. She knows who is pregnant before they do. She knows who the new Relief Society president will be before the bishop extends the call. So you don't want to dismiss Lisa when she says she has you on her mind.

"I am going to die!" I thought. My heart started racing, my chest was constricting, my head started pounding. In fact I was pretty sure I was going to have a heart attack or stroke that very minute.

"Calm down" I told myself. "You are going to be fine." But even so, I called the doctor's office. I told them I needed to make an appointment with my doctor. They told me my doctor is not taking new patients and I would need to see someone else.

"But I am not a new patient. I went there once about eight years ago."

"That is too long ago so you are considered a new patient"

"Well, maybe it was seven years ago."

"Still too long. But you can see one of the other doctors."

I didn't know anything about the other doctors so I had no idea how to choose between them. But I did want a female so I asked for that and they gave me a list and then added, "But most of them aren't seeing new patients for three or four months."

Are you kidding me?! Doesn't this lady realize both Lisa and Susan think I need to see a doctor now? What if I die before then?!

"Okay," I said, "Is there one you could recommend to me?"

"Well," she answered, "If you want to get in sooner you will want to see Dr. _______ (I can't remember the name). She doesn't have very many patients so is more available."

Great. I am trusting my life to a doctor no one else wants to see. "Okay. When can I get in?"

"March 2". Apparently even the unpopular doctor has a wait.

So that is how I have come to have a doctor's appointment for the first time in eight years. Now if I can only hold on that long . . . :-)