I feel like a do a relatively decent job on my VTing. . . at least I did until today. I've only really been contacting the active sisters on my list. Yesterday, one of the other sisters came to church, but I didn't know it was her until she had left. Then today, I got a call letting me know that the other sister is going in for surgery! I felt awful! I should have been the one letting others know that she needed surgery. . . how horrible.
Anyway. . . this was actually the month that my companion and I were going to try harder to see them (pshhhaw--didn't/won't happen this month). . . so that made me feel a little better--but I still hadn't contacted them: I didn't know what to say. "Hi, this is Ali Mae Johnson, you don't know me, but I'm your VTer." Well, that's basically what I did say. . . and my sisters are AWESOME! I talked with both of them for quite awhile (both have been major sick, and I really could/SHOULD have helped them. . . but I'll make sure I'm there for them next time). I'm really looking forward to getting to know them better. I kind of assumed they would reject me or something, but they so totally did not!
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Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Monday, March 2, 2009
Wow, I'm Emotional
Well, I tried to call my mom to complain to her, but it was kind of hard to say anything--she was really excited about geneaology, and I had to go take care of the mess the kids were making before she finished telling me about her stuff. So. . . I'll just complain here :D You guys are used to it, right?
I'll spare you Saturday. This will already be too long.
I woke up feeling pretty sick at 3ish am Sunday morning. I gargled with generic listerine, went back to bed, and felt a little better. We have really late church, so I took my time to get ready. I scanned and printed some pictures from the friend for Nana to color, got the kids dressed, and Robert got together a diaper bag. The kids were also feeling ill, but I had responsibilities for primary, and Robert had to play the organ, so we decided that Robert would take them home after sacrament and I would stay for primary and another meeting.
That was the plan.
We took two cars up, and got there 20 minutes early. I was glad to see that the Hunters had already started setting up chairs and were finishing up. I went to the bathroom to try and pull myself together and put something on under my eyes to hide how tired I looked. Just as I was finishing, Enoch decided to climb in the sink and turn the water on himself. His pants were soaked. It looked like he had had the worst imaginable accident. Ughhh. . . well, I took off his pants and left his only-half-soaked tights on (yes, we put our little boy in tights--his dress pants are so thin).
We made our way to the front pew. Nana and I sat down, but Enoch wanted to help the priesthood put out the sacrament--and he screamed each time I picked him up. What?!! He's never done that so much in public before. I went up on the stand to tell Robert we would be in the back. . . but we were only there long enough for wonderful Jolyne to offer Enoch some "maroon" leggings (THANK YOU, JOLYNE). Enoch continued to scream, and we continued to find less conspicuous places to sit. We ended up in the RS room, where Enoch took off the "newsletter" folder, losing a thumbtack (yup, that was us). I got down on my hands and knees (which is getting harder to do every day) to look for the other thumbtack while both of my children escaped the room and started running and squealing all down the halls. I think that's when I lost it. I never did find the thumbtack--I hope it didn't hurt anybody.
It took me awhile to get both of the kids together again, but when I did, all I could do is tell them we were leaving. (We never even had time to get the crayons out.) I put on their coats and gathered all of our things (actually Robert found some of the toys we left later, so not ALL of our things) and started heading out the door. That's when Robert caught me. He convinced me to stay. (He's amazing, and can get so much more done than I can--I think he thinks I should be able to do as much as him--and I should, but I don't). Anyways, he said he'd take care of the kids (they both needed diapers right then. . . that's right. . . I couldn't believe it either). He left Nana with me, and I sat in the dark RS room as she ran out into the sunny foyer to do a little dance. I was too frustrated to care. I was just trying not to cry (darn hormones).
Well, my godsend came in. Lacey was heading toward the mother's room and could tell I wasn't doing so well. She sat by me and told me that she would be able to handle primary, so I could go on home. I really hope she was okay by herself. I feel bad that I had to go. Robert came back with Enoch, and I did go home--with the kids. I'm not sure I was stable enough to drive, but we made it safely home--with Nana crying the whole way for Daddy and for juice (I kept giving her juice on the ride home from the temple Sat, but there wasn't any left). I put a chicken in to roast (I didn't worry about spices, so it was a little bland), monkeyed with the winkflash pictures for the ward valentine dance (you can too--we finally got them up), got Nana some juice (She was really cute--she kept bringing me two cups to fill, one for her and one for me--then she'd get two more. . . of course it wasn't as cute when I found out that she was taking them out of the sink instead of out of the dishwasher like I'd thought), called my mom (as I mentioned), and found the kids swimming in a pile of chocolate syrup on the kitchen floor, and drinking a cup full of the same. They were so cute, especially Eenie with his chocolate goatee, that I ran and got the camera. I was still on the phone with my mom through all of this (she probably would have let me go earlier if she knew what the kids were doing), so I couldn't handle the camera as well. It fell on the floor and broke. That's right. . . that's the second camera in less than a quarter--at least this one was only 60$. The words from the phone at that moment, 'The blessings that have come to our family as a result of doing this geneaology. . . ' That's when I had to say goodbye. I put the kids in the bath and started washing the chocolate out when Daddy came home. He asked me what I was doing when the kids got into the chocolate, and I lost it again. He finished dinner and helped get the kids out of the tub. I spent the rest of the evening getting stains out and fixing the camera (I think I fixed it--we'll see). I hope I never have to lose it so much in one day again--my eyes hurt, and it doesn't help my runny nose.
Okay.
I promise my next post will be a happy post.
I'll spare you Saturday. This will already be too long.
I woke up feeling pretty sick at 3ish am Sunday morning. I gargled with generic listerine, went back to bed, and felt a little better. We have really late church, so I took my time to get ready. I scanned and printed some pictures from the friend for Nana to color, got the kids dressed, and Robert got together a diaper bag. The kids were also feeling ill, but I had responsibilities for primary, and Robert had to play the organ, so we decided that Robert would take them home after sacrament and I would stay for primary and another meeting.
That was the plan.
We took two cars up, and got there 20 minutes early. I was glad to see that the Hunters had already started setting up chairs and were finishing up. I went to the bathroom to try and pull myself together and put something on under my eyes to hide how tired I looked. Just as I was finishing, Enoch decided to climb in the sink and turn the water on himself. His pants were soaked. It looked like he had had the worst imaginable accident. Ughhh. . . well, I took off his pants and left his only-half-soaked tights on (yes, we put our little boy in tights--his dress pants are so thin).
We made our way to the front pew. Nana and I sat down, but Enoch wanted to help the priesthood put out the sacrament--and he screamed each time I picked him up. What?!! He's never done that so much in public before. I went up on the stand to tell Robert we would be in the back. . . but we were only there long enough for wonderful Jolyne to offer Enoch some "maroon" leggings (THANK YOU, JOLYNE). Enoch continued to scream, and we continued to find less conspicuous places to sit. We ended up in the RS room, where Enoch took off the "newsletter" folder, losing a thumbtack (yup, that was us). I got down on my hands and knees (which is getting harder to do every day) to look for the other thumbtack while both of my children escaped the room and started running and squealing all down the halls. I think that's when I lost it. I never did find the thumbtack--I hope it didn't hurt anybody.
It took me awhile to get both of the kids together again, but when I did, all I could do is tell them we were leaving. (We never even had time to get the crayons out.) I put on their coats and gathered all of our things (actually Robert found some of the toys we left later, so not ALL of our things) and started heading out the door. That's when Robert caught me. He convinced me to stay. (He's amazing, and can get so much more done than I can--I think he thinks I should be able to do as much as him--and I should, but I don't). Anyways, he said he'd take care of the kids (they both needed diapers right then. . . that's right. . . I couldn't believe it either). He left Nana with me, and I sat in the dark RS room as she ran out into the sunny foyer to do a little dance. I was too frustrated to care. I was just trying not to cry (darn hormones).
Well, my godsend came in. Lacey was heading toward the mother's room and could tell I wasn't doing so well. She sat by me and told me that she would be able to handle primary, so I could go on home. I really hope she was okay by herself. I feel bad that I had to go. Robert came back with Enoch, and I did go home--with the kids. I'm not sure I was stable enough to drive, but we made it safely home--with Nana crying the whole way for Daddy and for juice (I kept giving her juice on the ride home from the temple Sat, but there wasn't any left). I put a chicken in to roast (I didn't worry about spices, so it was a little bland), monkeyed with the winkflash pictures for the ward valentine dance (you can too--we finally got them up), got Nana some juice (She was really cute--she kept bringing me two cups to fill, one for her and one for me--then she'd get two more. . . of course it wasn't as cute when I found out that she was taking them out of the sink instead of out of the dishwasher like I'd thought), called my mom (as I mentioned), and found the kids swimming in a pile of chocolate syrup on the kitchen floor, and drinking a cup full of the same. They were so cute, especially Eenie with his chocolate goatee, that I ran and got the camera. I was still on the phone with my mom through all of this (she probably would have let me go earlier if she knew what the kids were doing), so I couldn't handle the camera as well. It fell on the floor and broke. That's right. . . that's the second camera in less than a quarter--at least this one was only 60$. The words from the phone at that moment, 'The blessings that have come to our family as a result of doing this geneaology. . . ' That's when I had to say goodbye. I put the kids in the bath and started washing the chocolate out when Daddy came home. He asked me what I was doing when the kids got into the chocolate, and I lost it again. He finished dinner and helped get the kids out of the tub. I spent the rest of the evening getting stains out and fixing the camera (I think I fixed it--we'll see). I hope I never have to lose it so much in one day again--my eyes hurt, and it doesn't help my runny nose.
Okay.
I promise my next post will be a happy post.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Oh My Goodness
I feel like such a spazz today. (I'm pretty sure spazz is a word, but I'm too lazy to look it up right now). Enoch has started to become a lot more independent in the last month, and I just haven't adjusted to giving him as much attention as he needs to stay out of trouble. It's even worse when we aren't at home. He likes to explore more than I remember Nana did.
Last night we had a good FHE. Robert played on the floor with the kids and we read the Ensign article "The Functional Family." If you haven't read it yet, it's really good. It wasn't the most age-appropriate for the children, but it was nice for us parents :D--it helps the kids out in the end, right? Next time we'll make something the kids can color or something. It's so fun when you know they understand a gospel principle. Enoch knows who Jesus is--he points to his pictures, and Nana knows about the temple and so many other things. It makes me happy :D.
I am so happy with Nana's nursery teachers. She loves nursery soooo much. She learns a lot, too. Often she comes home from nursery with a mini book that she's colored, and she'll tell me about the pictures. She's already learning so much about the gospel and she's not quite three! I love it. Thank you nursery leaders! You guys rock! I can't wait until Enoch gets to go, too. He already loves to color. . . of course, I'm hoping in six months he'll stop putting the crayons in his mouth too :D.
Today I'm doing Independent Study. Blecch. I'm learning about usage. (Basically usage is what people think of as grammar--what is "appropriate" to say in certain situations--like whether you should end a sentence in a preposition or not. Grammar is more the study of what people say and write without passing a judgement on whether it is appropriate or not). It's interesting, but I'm trying really hard to not do it ;D. Guess I'll get on the ball now. . . TTYL
Last night we had a good FHE. Robert played on the floor with the kids and we read the Ensign article "The Functional Family." If you haven't read it yet, it's really good. It wasn't the most age-appropriate for the children, but it was nice for us parents :D--it helps the kids out in the end, right? Next time we'll make something the kids can color or something. It's so fun when you know they understand a gospel principle. Enoch knows who Jesus is--he points to his pictures, and Nana knows about the temple and so many other things. It makes me happy :D.
I am so happy with Nana's nursery teachers. She loves nursery soooo much. She learns a lot, too. Often she comes home from nursery with a mini book that she's colored, and she'll tell me about the pictures. She's already learning so much about the gospel and she's not quite three! I love it. Thank you nursery leaders! You guys rock! I can't wait until Enoch gets to go, too. He already loves to color. . . of course, I'm hoping in six months he'll stop putting the crayons in his mouth too :D.
Today I'm doing Independent Study. Blecch. I'm learning about usage. (Basically usage is what people think of as grammar--what is "appropriate" to say in certain situations--like whether you should end a sentence in a preposition or not. Grammar is more the study of what people say and write without passing a judgement on whether it is appropriate or not). It's interesting, but I'm trying really hard to not do it ;D. Guess I'll get on the ball now. . . TTYL
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Busy Weekend
Valentine's Dance:
There wasn't a huge turnout, but it was decent--everyone seemed to be having fun, and I think there were only three people that I didn't see dance. I realized that I'm not as great at dancing as I used to be. I just don't move as much--or as fast. I only threw out my hip--but Robert eased it back into place. Have I mentioned I'm so glad he's going to be a D.O. I can't wait to see how the pictures of everyone turned out--It was a lot of fun to see everyone posing ;D. A huge thanks to the Stuarts for watching our kids for five hours.
Primary Activity:
The craft was super cute. The games sounded really fun. The skits went well (I wish I could have also seen what the audience saw). I think the kids had a lot of fun--I know I did. I showed up late--I felt really bad, but it looks like everything was under control without me ;D. It was nice that we got to use the decorations from the dance for the primary activity.
Tonight:
Robert's supposed to make me a steak dinner (I've become quite carniverous lately--a little odd considering I rarely want much meat--especially beef). We get to watch Cole Stuart, too, so that'll be fun. I'm hoping for a late night, and maybe a romantic movie. Pride and Prejudice, anyone?
There wasn't a huge turnout, but it was decent--everyone seemed to be having fun, and I think there were only three people that I didn't see dance. I realized that I'm not as great at dancing as I used to be. I just don't move as much--or as fast. I only threw out my hip--but Robert eased it back into place. Have I mentioned I'm so glad he's going to be a D.O. I can't wait to see how the pictures of everyone turned out--It was a lot of fun to see everyone posing ;D. A huge thanks to the Stuarts for watching our kids for five hours.
Primary Activity:
The craft was super cute. The games sounded really fun. The skits went well (I wish I could have also seen what the audience saw). I think the kids had a lot of fun--I know I did. I showed up late--I felt really bad, but it looks like everything was under control without me ;D. It was nice that we got to use the decorations from the dance for the primary activity.
Tonight:
Robert's supposed to make me a steak dinner (I've become quite carniverous lately--a little odd considering I rarely want much meat--especially beef). We get to watch Cole Stuart, too, so that'll be fun. I'm hoping for a late night, and maybe a romantic movie. Pride and Prejudice, anyone?
Friday, October 10, 2008
How Cute is That!
Combine General Conference, the Mormon Tabernacle Choir, an ASL-interpreting auntie, then throw in uber amounts of cuteness--and this is what you get.
Monday, October 6, 2008
I'm a LITTLE Giddy
Today is a Ukelele type day, am I right? I feel so great after conference. I especially loved the talk Sunday morning by our prophet about change and loving before change gives us loss/enjoying the journey type stuff. I haven't watched general conference online since like 1999--and even then the feed wasn't very good. Luckily, back when we couldn't just go watch it at church because church was in our living room, we had a satellite radio (no, not XM radio--it just got the tv signal from satellites like they have for tv stations--besides conference, we also would listen to "Walker, Texas Ranger" shows when it was really dull and we had no tv--you'd hear a lot of fabric rustling when they were fighting--come to think of it, that may be why I thought this post was so funny--and yes, I know I blogged it before). I was worried we would have to zoom down to the church building or something if conference wouldn't come in. Nope. We had a high-quality veiwing experience. Well, I guess being in the mission field isn't as rough as it used to be--makes me feel kinda old. . . pardon me while I go calculate my age now.
Saturday, August 23, 2008
Ward Potluck
Robert and I are on the activities committee. This was the first activity we helped with. It was a lot of fun. We were worried there wouldn't be enough food (especially since my only real job was to pass around sign-up sheets). I felt really silly for worrying so much, though, because there was a TON of food. It helped that a mass email was sent to the ward to remind them to bring food, whether or not they had signed up. The ward did great bringing stuff in. I was so grateful!
Saturday, August 9, 2008
Palmyra and the Temple
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Robert and I haven't been able to go to the temple for a long time. Things got way too busy with school and the kids and then moving. However, since Michelle was here, we were able to take a babysitter with us instead of having to leave the kids for eight hours (six hours driving), which is something difficult for a nursing mother. Before we did a session, Michelle went in and we waited for her by taking a stroll through the sacred grove.
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The Spirit is strong here. It feels as if Joseph Smith saw Jesus Christ and the Father only a week ago instead of coming on two centuries.
Thursday, August 7, 2008
Michelle and Kirtland
Michelle came to visit us before she goes to serve a mission in Brussels, Belgium. Robert had school, so I went and picked her up from the Cleveland airport. (I only got lost once. . . hee, hee) We stopped in Kirtland and took the tour. (Kirtland is a place in Ohio where the early members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints gathered together). It is so good to be with Michelle.
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