Monday, July 18, 2011
Unrelated to the post below this one...
If you ever give Sarah unmonitored access to your computer, be very sure you have logged yourself out of your Google account. Otherwise you may need to spend hours and hours coming up with plans for completely over the top revenge.
Friday, July 15, 2011
Thursday, April 7, 2011
This Championship Season
Annika decided that she wanted to switch from taekwondo to a team sport several months ago, so we signed her up for the winter season of CYBL basketball. Although she was at first a bit overwhelmed at being a beginner at something again, she soon adopted her dad's basketball attitude of "might makes right." Annika also discovered that hard work and hustle count for quite alot on the court and you could have time to bring your skills up to par if you bust your butt. She was lucky enough to land on a team that not only had some very talented kids, but also a coach that is good enough to be teaching the game several levels above where he is. The only thing that went wrong as the season progressed was that I never got a chance to teach my daughter how to deal with losing as her team finished undefeated. Those kids worked hard and gave up their Friday nights for an extra voluntary 2 hour practice and learned to run the pick and roll better than the Jerry Sloan led Utah Jazz. Congratulations to an awesome team who enjoyed the spoils that result when you outwork your opponents by a wide margin.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
And If I...
show you my dark side, will you still hold me tonight? And if I open my heart to you, show you my weak side, what would you do?
-The Final Cut
So it seems that keeping a blog is an odd proposition for someone who is, at times, insanely private and not driven to sharing. I often think of things that I find interesting, or odd, or frightening that I would like to explore through writing and having conversations. But when I sit down to begin I almost immediately am overwhelmed with the feeling that keeping my mouth shut and my fingers silent is most likely the better course of action. It also seems as though on those rare occasions that I am ready to open up a bit on a subject something far more important and immediate pops up to take over whatever time I would have used to write.
It's funny, I often catch myself assuming that the people in my life know and understand the way I feel about them until I realize that unless they have started to read minds, they wouldn't have any reason to know. (As a side note, if any of you have learned how to read minds...enter at your risk, no one here gets out alive.) I think that I am going to use a series of posts to attempt to, in some small way, remedy this.
A month or two back I posted a my Facebook status update: "I have the best sisters. Ever. Just thought you should know." And it is true. Most people are lucky if they have the influence of one awesome sister and I have four. Rebecca, Joanne, Laura, and Sarah. Four beautiful, intelligent, and loving women each strong in their own way. Neither my family or I would be in the place we are at today if it wasn't for the help of my sisters. And I truly would be remiss if I didn't add Andrea Rediske to this list. It's not for nothing that my children have always referred to her as their aunt. The fact that they have all found a way to be strong in a world that too often does not respect or protect its young women is a constant source of inspiration. I love all of you and I wish that I could do more for you than a silly post on a silly blog.
-The Final Cut
So it seems that keeping a blog is an odd proposition for someone who is, at times, insanely private and not driven to sharing. I often think of things that I find interesting, or odd, or frightening that I would like to explore through writing and having conversations. But when I sit down to begin I almost immediately am overwhelmed with the feeling that keeping my mouth shut and my fingers silent is most likely the better course of action. It also seems as though on those rare occasions that I am ready to open up a bit on a subject something far more important and immediate pops up to take over whatever time I would have used to write.
It's funny, I often catch myself assuming that the people in my life know and understand the way I feel about them until I realize that unless they have started to read minds, they wouldn't have any reason to know. (As a side note, if any of you have learned how to read minds...enter at your risk, no one here gets out alive.) I think that I am going to use a series of posts to attempt to, in some small way, remedy this.
A month or two back I posted a my Facebook status update: "I have the best sisters. Ever. Just thought you should know." And it is true. Most people are lucky if they have the influence of one awesome sister and I have four. Rebecca, Joanne, Laura, and Sarah. Four beautiful, intelligent, and loving women each strong in their own way. Neither my family or I would be in the place we are at today if it wasn't for the help of my sisters. And I truly would be remiss if I didn't add Andrea Rediske to this list. It's not for nothing that my children have always referred to her as their aunt. The fact that they have all found a way to be strong in a world that too often does not respect or protect its young women is a constant source of inspiration. I love all of you and I wish that I could do more for you than a silly post on a silly blog.
Saturday, September 4, 2010
Captain Moroni WakeUp Call
Along with our ward film, we also got to make a commercial.
This one I did write lines for. It is for Captain Moroni Wake-Up Calls. Everyone in it is from one family in our ward, even the daughter who doesn't appear on screen does the voice-over. They were great to work with. It was fun.
It's up on YouTube, too. I'll see if I can figure out how to put a link on here.
This one I did write lines for. It is for Captain Moroni Wake-Up Calls. Everyone in it is from one family in our ward, even the daughter who doesn't appear on screen does the voice-over. They were great to work with. It was fun.
It's up on YouTube, too. I'll see if I can figure out how to put a link on here.
Thursday, September 2, 2010
A Franciscan Blessing
I found this quote from a Franciscan blessing over at The Faithful Dissident and thought it was worth sharing here. So enjoy, or don't, as it pleases you.
“May God bless you with a restless discomfort about easy answers,
half-truths and superficial relationships, so that you may seek truth boldly and love deep within your heart.
May God bless you with holy anger at injustice, oppression, and exploitation of people, so that you may tirelessly work for justice, freedom, and peace among all people.
May God bless you with the gift of tears to shed with those who suffer from pain, rejection, starvation, or the loss of all that they cherish, so that you may reach out your hand to comfort them and transform their pain into joy.
May God bless you with enough foolishness to believe that you really CAN make a difference in this world, so that you are able, with God’s grace, to do what others claim cannot be done.
AMEN.”
“May God bless you with a restless discomfort about easy answers,
half-truths and superficial relationships, so that you may seek truth boldly and love deep within your heart.
May God bless you with holy anger at injustice, oppression, and exploitation of people, so that you may tirelessly work for justice, freedom, and peace among all people.
May God bless you with the gift of tears to shed with those who suffer from pain, rejection, starvation, or the loss of all that they cherish, so that you may reach out your hand to comfort them and transform their pain into joy.
May God bless you with enough foolishness to believe that you really CAN make a difference in this world, so that you are able, with God’s grace, to do what others claim cannot be done.
AMEN.”
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Amy's Ward Film
Amy recently shot a 5 minute documentary/profile for our ward's entry into the stake film festival. She did a great job and I thought I would post it here for all y'alls to see.
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