Tuesday, August 31, 2004

Fashion and Fun

posted Tuesday, 31 August 2004
A friend wrote to me about her adventures in back to school shopping which got me thinking - Back to school shopping! Another thing I like about home schooling!

But even before home schooling, we have always done most of our shopping at the Thrift Stores. Underwear and shoes sometimes from Target. I have never in my life been able to afford to follow the styles, nor is it much in my nature.

I wish I could say that I am one of those people with such a great sense of style or personal flare that I can look great no matter where I shop. I am however, more the opposite, I would be a fashion disaster no matter where I shopped. Probably even if I had a personal shopper to help me. Possibly, even if I had a dresser to dress me. One of my gifts. Being less young and considerably less slim doesn't help, but is not the whole problem by far.

My girls are more talented that way, especially one. She has such a lovely, slender, graceful little body and terrific personality, that whatever she puts on looks great, simply because she is wearing it. She has some special indefinable personal flare. The other girls are just as pretty, have good taste, and look very good in lots of things, but she has that extra something. She even looks good in outrageous things which don't seem at all outrageous on her. On anyone else, they may well be ridiculous. One went through a period where she would not wear clothes from the thrift store. I didn’t buy her anything at all. couldn’t anyway. She was earning a little money, so once in awhile she got something for herself. Then she and a friend got a Bishop’s order to go to DI and get clothes for another girl. They had so much fun and found some cute stuff for so cheap, they both became thrift store shoppers. I don't know if she still shops thrifts, but she would look classy no matter where she shopped.

My children are basically humble and lovable. They trust that I do the best I can and know that money is a constant struggle. They don’t ask for much. For a while, one of my kids was duct taping his shoes to wear to church without saying a word about needing shoes. It took me a little while to notice, in fact, I think one of the other kids brought it to my attention. I was mortified. Poor kid. They shouldn’t be afraid to ask, just not too upset if it takes me a while to get it together.

Shopping for school clothes is one of the reasons I opposed school uniforms. “They” said it would make it easier and more equitable for poor families, but I didn’t see it that way. First of all, it would be at least a year or more before uniforms started showing up in the thrifts, so the poor people would have to buy new. Also, rich people can afford more, better fitting, better made clothes and even get them washed more easily, perhaps even pressed professionally, and so even in uniform, the rich kids and the poor kids do not look the same. Sacramento mostly went to school uniforms years ago, but you don’t see much in the thrift stores yet.


I love it when kids are happy and uninhibited. As long as they are not too loud, or rude, or demanding everyone’s attention. I am not easily embarrassed by children. I have walked a child-puppy to school, had my grocery cart propelled by a child under the basket pulling along with her hands (I know, not very safe), and only smiled when my daughters complained that a brother was practicing swing dance steps at the bus stop. I think people in society are a little too uptight. Relax, be happy, have fun. Share. We don’t need to scowl or have a poker face all the time. I don’t think we should be intrusive, but we could stand to be a little less inhibited. I wish I had more nerve. How many times have I been stuck in a long line and thought "Wouldn't it be fun to start a sing-a-long?" But I don't. Coward. Maybe someday I will. Of course, I cannot carry a tune in a bucket, so that's a slight problem. One time a couple of the boys and I were going out to the car at the fairgrounds singing The Song That Never Ends (Lamb Chop and Shari Lewis). We saw people laughing and smiling at us and that was ok. What was great was we heard a couple of groups pick it up and go on their way singing too!

Friday, August 27, 2004

Temple Hill - Joseph and I start a picture history

This morning Joseph and I spent a couple of hours up on Mormon Hill by Aerojet, the site of the future Sacramento Temple. We want to go every week and keep a photo journal of the construction. Joseph is doing serious photography and I am playing around with my Sony Mavica wishing I were as cool as my talented children. The site is a large area on top of a hill where there is a meetinghouse, known as Mormon Center. The temple will be built next to Mormon Center.

The site now has various recreation facilities

incuding baseball diamonds,
picnic areas (see the wild turkey?)
and (somewhat dilapidated) tennis courts. (sorry no picture, yet, ahhh)
I don't know what will happen to the picnic and play areas. I hear that the baseball diamonds will be taken out. At least one of them. It is a little too close to the temple.

This is a picture of the site from the building in front of and between the two diamonds.


Joseph visited with the construction superintendent and the architect who were glad to answer questions. The superintendent went over some of the plans with Joseph.


The superintendent showed us the centerline he marked in the parking lot which will be in the middle of a long walk way down the center of the parking lot right to the temple doors in the middle of the temple.


This is a picture of the temple site taken from that marking.

The big tree on the left will stay, the others straight through, will pretty much all be gone. Where there is now the exit road going down around the hill to the right will be built up as part of the building site. The baptismal font will be about where you see the low grey stone wall on the right.

From the big old oak


The temple site seen from where you come around on top of the hill via the current entrance road. If the entrance (no doubt widened and improved, and maybe made two way?) is in about the same place, we will drive up and around the hill and be looking straight at the temple when we reach the top.


If this all wasn't enough for you, go to Photobucket.com, album barbarar, then Sacramento Temple.

Monday, August 23, 2004

Church breaks temple ground- Sacramento Bee

Church breaks temple ground- Sacramento Bee

posted Monday, 23 August 2004

Church breaks temple ground The Mormon facility in Rancho Cordova will be the seventh in California.
By Laurel Rosen -- Bee Staff Writer Published 2:15 am PDT Monday, August 23, 2004

If his human spokesman provides an accurate representation, God must have a good sense of humor.

Gordon B. Hinckley, the 94-year-old man Mormons call their "prophet, seer and revelator," was in Rancho Cordova on Sunday afternoon to dedicate a new Mormon temple. Along with his prayers, he made a few jokes.

"We ordinarily don't break ground for a temple on the Sabbath day," Hinckley said. "I hope the ground is soft, so we don't have to labor on the Sabbath."



The comment spawned a wave of laughter from the 2,000 people gathered in the Mormon Center, adjacent to the land where a 17,000-square-foot temple is to be built.

Once it's completed in about a year and a half, the Sacramento California Temple will be the seventh Mormon temple in the state, making California second only to Utah in the number of Mormon temples. The temple will probably become the 123rd Mormon temple in the world, Hinckley said, "depending on how conscientious the contractor is."

More giggles from the crowd.

Mormon temples are sacred spaces used for certain religious ceremonies, but not for routine worship. For day-to-day church activities and prayer, members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints go to a meetinghouse in their neighborhood.

But for ceremonies in which Mormons baptize dead family members, or seal their marriages for time beyond life on earth, they must attend a sacred temple. The closest one is in Oakland, and some people at Sunday's groundbreaking said the commute has been a deterrent.

"The traffic is terrible," said Tona Wood of Fair Oaks.

"Living six minutes away (from the new temple), I won't have any excuse not to be here as often as possible."

For now, Wood travels to the temple in Oakland about once a month. It's worth the trip, she said, because inside the temple, "You feel like you're next to heaven. A peaceful, loving feeling comes over you, and you feel like you're next to the angels."

Only the most devout Mormons are allowed to enter temples. In order to be granted entry, they must come recommended by a church leader.

Church officials say they have about 80,000 followers from Stockton to Red Bluff - the area expected to use the new temple - and many were watching Sunday's groundbreaking on satellite feeds in their neighborhood meetinghouses.

Eric Hill, who traveled from Monterey to join his Citrus Heights parents at Sunday's dedication, said the new temple reflects the region's growing number of Mormon believers.

"It acts as a symbol of the strength of the Mormon Church in the area," Hill said. "It's a unifying symbol for all of us."

After a ceremony of singing, prayer and speeches in the chapel of the Mormon Center, church leaders followed Hinckley, president of the church, outside for the groundbreaking. Local Mormon politicians - including Rep. John Doolittle, R-Roseville, and F.C. "Rocky" Rockholm, the mayor of Roseville - stood before a row of golden shovels.

Hinckley grabbed one, took a look at the tilled earth and remarked: "The ground has been broken up, so we won't break the Sabbath if we take a shovel to it."

Once again, the prophet's followers broke into laughter.

Wednesday, March 10, 2004

Temple Hill - 2004 August 27


posted Friday, 27 August 2004

This morning Joseph and I spent a couple of hours up on Mormon Hill by Aerojet, the site of the future Sacramento Temple. We want to go every week and keep a photo journal of the construction. Joseph is doing serious photography and I am playing around with my Sony Mavica wishing I were as cool as my talented children. The site is a large area on top of a hill where there is a meetinghouse, known as Mormon Center. The temple will be built next to Mormon Center.

The site now has various recreation facilities

incuding baseball diamonds,
picnic areas (see the wild turkey?)
and (somewhat dilapidated) tennis courts. (sorry no picture, yet, ahhh)
I don't know what will happen to the picnic and play areas. I hear that the baseball diamonds will be taken out. At least one of them. It is a little too close to the temple.

This is a picture of the site from the building in front of and between the two diamonds.


Joseph visited with the construction superintendent and the architect who were glad to answer questions. The superintendent went over some of the plans with Joseph.


The superintendent showed us the centerline he marked in the parking lot which will be in the middle of a long walk way down the center of the parking lot right to the temple doors in the middle of the temple.


This is a picture of the temple site taken from that marking.

The big tree on the left will stay, the others straight through, will pretty much all be gone. Where there is now the exit road going down around the hill to the right will be built up as part of the building site. The baptismal font will be about where you see the low grey stone wall on the right.

From the big old oak


The temple site seen from where you come around on top of the hill via the current entrance road. If the entrance (no doubt widened and improved, and maybe made two way?) is in about the same place, we will drive up and around the hill and be looking straight at the temple when we reach the top.


If this all wasn't enough for you, go to Photobucket.com, album barbarar, then Sacramento Temple.

Tuesday, February 10, 2004

Bloodless and Penniless, but not Gutless

posted Tuesday, 10 February 2004
I am just back from the Bloodsource and I am about to pay bills. So that is the bloodless and penniless, although actually I gave platelets. But despite daily walking I have not lost a single pound, therefore, ALAS, I am not gutless. Giving platelets is so cool I get to actually sit and rest for nearly 2 hours and watch a movie. Then they wait on me, give me snacks, and thank me for being so generous. AND they tell me to eat well and avoid strenuous activity. Avoid strenuous activity for 3 days. Then I am eligible to give platelets again. Except that is too often for me to keep up my iron, otherwise, it sounds like a PLAN. I usually try to go every 2 weeks. After giving blood, it is acceptable, even encouraged, to be a little lazy and pamper yourself. What a deal. I am surprised the place is not constantly packed with people wanting to get a slice of this pie. (That was figurative. I have never been there when they had pie. Chili, muffins, donuts, cookies, crackers, juice. and some other stuff. but not pie. ) Too bad they only have one remote for their DVDs. Ok, so I would rather talk to unknown listeners than pay bills. Back to work. After my 5: 1. I am thankful that my husband has a job to earn the money to pay the bills. 2. He is respected and good at it. 3. I get to stay home and be with the kids. 4. The bills are all up-to-date. 5. We have what we need and a few extras. Like DSL : )


1. Sariah left...
Tuesday, 10 February 2004 5:21 pm

Ryan gives platelets every couple of weeks too. He likes it alot. They really appreciate anyone who can do it. He gets thank you cards after his visit, and he says they practically wait on him hand and foot while he's there. (They even scratch his nose when he has an itch.) He loves just hanging out and watching a movie and he schedules to go on donut days! :)

Anyway - good for you. If I could mentally do it, I would. But last time I went with Ryan to donate blood, I almost fainted just by accidentally looking at the bloodline going to the bag.

I am about to go to the temple with the sisters I serve with, so:

I am thankful for
1. the temple
2. that my family can be forever
3. my calling
4. the people I work with in my calling
5. Debi babysitting while I go and Ryan is at work.


2. Barbara left...
Tuesday, 10 February 2004 7:27 pm

Sariah,
I am proud of you for trying to give blood. I didn't think you would again after your first attempt as a teen.
I don't look.
Oh, the bloodlines don't bother me, much. But I mostly don't look
People who cannot give blood, can still help the cause by 1) volunteering to be one of the people who wait on donors - especially at the snack counter, 2) organizing occasional drives in their wards, clubs, neighborhoods, whatever, and 3) supporting and encouraging family members and friends who can donate. I know that you do at least one of those things!
The blood bank could probably suggest other ways, too.
You already serve your community (and beyond!) through your church work and by raising a decent human being and good citizen.
There are so many good things to do, no one can do all of them. This one is one of the easier things for me and it has big payoffs for me. I started when I went to a dentist who made me feel like scum. The blood people made me feel like a hero.
Setting the record straight: my current dentist, Dr Loney, is gentle, kind, quick and good. He treats his patients with respect and consideration. And so does his staff.
Sariah, you are choosing the better part by attending the temple. Talk about life saving service! An area I need to improve!


3. Sariah left...
Wednesday, 11 February 2004 9:32 am

I guess I should clarify, I didn't actually do the donating when I went with Ryan. I was only watching him donate! I still have tons of problems whenever I need blood taken for doctors. When I had the DNC, they tried both hands and arms even after I was "under", but still couldn't get a line to draw blood. All I ended up with was a bunch of bruises. I doubt I will ever be able to have blood drawn without it being a nasty experience.

I never thought of volunteering at the refreshment counter. That is doable. I wouldn't have to see any blood. I'll have to look into that.

We had a good time last night. Our whole presidency was there, and our President's husband. It was nice going together. Next time we want all the husbands to be with us. We dropped by the bookstore before coming home. I chose the scriptures I'm going to buy with my Christmas gift certificate from the Grundy's. But, I had forgotten to bring the gift certificate with me, so I'll get them next time.

Ryan will be getting home soon, then we'll be getting ready for Cadi's dance class, so gotta go.

What do you do when you cannot sleep?

Don't you just hate it when you wake up and can't go back to sleep? I am tired. I am comfortable. I know I have to get up in a couple of hours and face another busy day. But I don't sleep. Sometimes when that happens, I tell myself that if I am not asleep by "x", I have to get up and do dishes ( I am not much of an evening person and seldom do the dinner dishes until morning).

Last night I didn't want to do that. Opening a book is the kiss of death to any hope of sleep, unless, of course, that book is scripture. Stand back! Another lightening bolt is about it hit me!' So I just lay there and fretted. And wrote a "poem"

My dear Zire
It would appear
Is power mad, power hungry, power crazy.
Yet when it should take power in, It's lazy.

should have stuck to laying there (or was it lying there?) and fretting, eh?

Day 2 and I have broken the rules. Every time. I am supposed to start out with things for which I am grateful. Maybe I will always end that way, instead. So, here are some. 12 today in order of appearance because there is no way to rank them! Sariah David Miriam Ruth Deborah Joseph Andrew Benjamin Ryan Tom Acadia Esther The only thing that is better than that list is my testimony of the Lord Jesus Christ and his restored gospel. And (another lightening flash) true confession, heresy and idolatry, it is a near thing. Star Wars cantina song sounding in my ear. Time to drive two of my blessings to Seminary and walk and talk with another one, not posted on this list, but in my heart!




1. Miriam left...
Tuesday, 10 February 2004 2:44 pm

Yeah that's really lame when you can't fall asleep!
I don't think it ever made me write crazy poems, though.
Sometimes I can sing a song in my head to get to sleep.
...or pretend it's time to get up. :)

Saturday, December 1, 2001

My Testimony - December 2001

December 2001

Although in many ways my testimony is weak, and my living of it much weaker, it is the most precious thing I have and the gift I wish to share with you.

I believe in God. The wonderful beauty, variety, and forces of the earth testify to me daily. The changing seasons. The miracle of life. I believe in our Creator and the Father of our Spirits. Sometimes a simple moment brings a rush of joy that testifies that God is - the look of the sky, a child's smile, the flight of birds. I see greatness in people in grand deeds of courage or in the goodness and courage of daily living and I know they are His children and of wonderful potential. Sometimes I really believe as well as know that even I am His child. On occasions, I have felt His love for me and been amazed.

I believe in Jesus Christ, the Savior of the World. At Christmas time we all think about the little baby in the manger. I am awed and amazed that the Creator of Worlds would come to earth as a helpless baby and live so humbly. I think of His life and teachings, so simple, so profound. I can hardly believe that He went to Gethsemane and the cross because he cares so much for each of us - for me! I can hardly to bear to imagine even part of what He suffered in body, mind, and spirit. I know I do not live nearly worthy of that love and sacrifice. But, I keep trying to do a little better. I know that He was resurrected, that He lives. I know that He has saved us from death and will save us from our sins, if we let Him.

I am amazed at my great good fortune to have been raised in The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. I hope and believe that had I not been so blessed that I would have found and accepted the Gospel. Fear that I might not have, makes me so grateful that Mom did and gave it to us. I believe, no, I really KNOW the church is true. In the gospel of Jesus Christ, restored through prophets and brought to us through the church, is the answer to every problem and question, if we will only learn to be humble and accept them. I am so grateful to live in a time of prophets. Their words delivered to my mailbox every month. The opportunity to sit at their feet and hear the prophet's voice twice every year. Such incredible, unbelievable blessings!

I am grateful for the scriptures, though I have not yet learned to truly be at home with them as I ought. Do you realize that for centuries, they were just not available to people?! What scriptures that were on the earth, were available to only an elect few, who dispensed what pearls they chose among the masses. We have so many copies of scripture in our home! More than one per person. What a tremendous blessing! I am grateful that the Lord asks us to come to him about anything and everything. I love the verses in Alma 34:17-27 in the Book of Mormon that urge us to pray at all the times of the day and all the places we may be and all our endeavors and concerns. I am dumbfounded at my own hesitation to accept His wonderful invitation and command. I know that the Lord hears and answers honest prayers. I know He wants us to be open with Him. I know that we are safe with Him. I know that we can pray about every little thing and that despite world concerns, He listens, cares and answers. I like to think of a prophet's wife who said she never put a loaf of bread in the oven or bought a pair of shoes without a prayer. When I grow up, I will be like that.

I am thankful that the Lord let me live in modern times. I love the blessings of plumbing!!, hot water, and electricity. I love the postal service, the telephone, the computer to help shorten the distance between loved ones and bring a world of wonder and information into our homes. I am grateful for modern transportation and good roads. I like the comforts of modern living that are unimagined, impossible luxuries compared to the way most of humanity has lived and far too many still live. I am grateful the Lord lets me live in such comfort. Even more, I am grateful that when family members are separated by distance, we need not be cut off from each other. I so miss my children who are not close by! How grateful I am for frequent contact! What a great lesson it is too, of the love and home with Heavenly Father that misses us and wants us to talk to Him and to prepare to come back. I love my country and am so grateful to be American. I know that God inspired the foundation of this country. I am thankful for the great men who served as His instruments in founding, preserving and leading the United States of America. This land is so rich and beautiful. So diverse and wonderful. Physically and culturally so rich. We enjoy such freedom, such opportunity, such peace that comes from a strong nation with the rights of the people rigidly safeguarded. I realize as much as about anybody that the country and its people are far from perfect, but oh, they are wonderful, and there is or will be none greater, until the King of Kings establishes His perfect government. I am so grateful for those who have and do protect our country, its people and its freedoms. The Armed Forces, especially, but also the police, and firemen, doctors, true statesmen, and all those who choose lives of service and sacrifice. Who face dragons for it and us.

I am so grateful for my children. Besides my testimony, there is nothing more precious than they. I am so humble and thankful that the Lord loved me and trusted me enough to send them to me. I have been blessed with children beautiful inside and out. I enjoy their similarities and their differences. I am so pleased with their choices and the good lives they live. I enjoy being with them. Being with them in person or in spirit makes me feel rich. I am unbelievably blessed. I am thankful for so many friends, relatives, leaders and teachers, most especially in The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, who have and continue to help me raise my children. I am delighted and grateful for my "children"who have married into our family. Such wonderful men. Good, faithful, loving, kind, patient, fun. (and they're cute, too) I hope and pray that my other children will be as blessed in their choices and that we will all fit together as well.

I am grateful that throughout my life, I have been blessed with truly good friends. People who have loved and accepted me despite my many failings, and yet who also uplift me and make me want to be a better person. I am grateful for people I can trust, laugh with, cry with. That some of my best friends are family is indeed a rich double blessing.

Despite the evil and trouble in the world and personal difficulties, I know that God lives and loves us and that if we will trust Him, all will be well when it really counts. I give you my testimony with my love. In the name of our Savior, Jesus Christ, Amen.