Secrets Revealed

Today I was in charge of sharing time. As I prepared I came across the talk by Boyd K. Packer called "Spiritual Crocodiles". Interestingly enough, it came out in the Ensign in May of 1976. The same time I was born. (yea, that is totally irrelevant). Anyway, I decided to do my sharing time on how the apostles and prophets protect us from spiritual crocodiles. I had these crocodiles taped up all around the room and on the back was listed a spritual crocodile to watch out for. You know, dihonesty, unclean thoughts, not paying tithes and offerings, not praying. . . you get the picture. Then I had a quote from an apostle or Prophet combatting each crocodile.

Anyway, we were going along just dandy when the spiritual crocodile of bad music came up. I thought I ought to explain to the kids what bad music would sound like. I explained that bad music might have bad words in it. Suddenly, Ben pipes up and says "You mean like the ones on your playlist."

There were some wide eyes and many chuckling adults in the room. I just smiled, a bit embarrassed, and moved on. I guess I will have to talk to Ben about keeping my sins a secret from the primary. The funny thing is, he wasn't tattling on me or trying to imbarrass me. He just made the connection of what I was talking about and compared it to what he knew. We had talked several times about this particular song. In my defense, the song he is talking about is "Suddenly I See" by KT Tunstall. I really like the song as do my children but she uses the work Hell over and over. My kids kept asking me to put the song on their playlist so I decided that we would ban the song, but somehow it is still on my playlist. I guess it's time to take care of that.

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I should be working. I have a meeting that I have to conduct tomorrow. I am nervous. . . though it's no big deal and I have conducted meetings like this many times in a brick and mortar school(brick and mortar is how the online school world refers to schools in a building). Anyway, I noticed how neglected my blog has been for a couple of weeks. Maybe I have had nothing to say. Maybe nothing has been happening. . . but I am sure there have been things. Like. . .

we had both cars inspected and both failed. We have probably spent close to a thousand dollars between the two (even with Nate doing most of the work himself) and are hoping to have new stickers on the plates this week. Please oh please.

This morning I shut my door to work for several hours. When I finally surfaced around noon I saw every rag from the drawer covering the floor. Emily wanted apple juice and tried oh so hard to pour it for herself. Unfortunately, the gallon spilled on the floor instead. Mop for lunch anyone.

Nate and I have watched way too much "Lost" and we still have way too much to go. It's all we watch anymore. Will it ever end?

The sun has come out and we have returned to life outside of our home. It is awesome to sit outside and watch the kids play again.

After an entire winter of inactivity I have returned to my walking regime. . . and my shins are so in pain.

Life is happening all the time. I love it.