My kids have just finished listening to the Last Tales of Uncle Remus by Julius Lester. They loved the stories of Br'er Rabbit. It made me very grateful that during the 90's the MediaPlay by us received an case of "various Japanimation." In there were 20 laser disks of "Song of the South." I immediately put $20 down and ran to the bank to remove $70 from savings. I realized what a rare chance that I had to share a movie that taught me that how much money you have doesn't matter, color doesn't matter, and sometimes the nicest people are the ones that your parents don't like. (It also taught me to watch out for the bull but that's another story). Right now, there is a fantastic editorial on the SaveDisney.com website about the importance of "Song of the South" as an artistic property. One of the basic premises given for not re-releasing the movie is that just as American publishers were sure that the American public wouldn't understand the title "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone" the American public isn't smart enough to realize that the time setting for "Song of the South" occurs after the Emancipation Proclamation. Apparently, we're also not smart enough to figure out that the villain is the spoiled, arrogant, rich, prejudiced, white chick.
Now if you'll excuse me, I'm off to try and find a copy of Johnny Appleseed that still contains the scene where Johnny reads Bible verses.
Just so you know, I spent the early part of this week in Las Vegas (in the rain so I got no pool time). Friday DH went out camping with the boy scouts so I was home alone and read instead of stitched. Saturday, I slept late and then I met up with the Wondering one. We saw 3 Iron a movie by KIM ki-duk. It was strangely haunting and will probably get blogged about by her. I'm still mulling it over. Saturday night was our traditional Brazillian dinner. Sunday, we did tourist stuff and went to visit another friend, Cat, who lives just North of me.
No, I did not work much on Harry Potter Quilt #2 this week. I did however get Harry Potter Quilt #3 pieced together and up on the quilt stands. I even got a full 5 ties put into it. I should have HP#3 up on the homepage by Monday. I did get my January ornament started and put in another hour on O Christmas Tree.
So the first thing my boss says when I get back to town is would you mind working 6 to 6 for the next couple weeks? Yep, I took 40 hours of vacation so that you could have a salaried employee for 60 hours a week for the next two. Why do I even bother?
"You have the potential to become anything to which you set your mind. You have a mind and a body and a spirit. With these three working together, you can walk the high road that leads to achievement and happiness. But this will require effort and sacrifice and faith." (Gordon B. Hinckley, "Stay on the High Road," Ensign, May 2004, 113)
Along with the Sundance film festival comes Slamdance, the [u]real[/u] independent film festival. One of the Slamdance films is [b]Ringers: Lord of the Fans[/b]. Now before you start seeing visions of Trekkies that made fun of the fans, you need to know that Ringers was made by The One Ring.net the same people that put on the RoTK Oscar party. It's an incredible movie about the last 50 years of Lord of the Rings, including the boycott on Ace paperback's illegal version of the books. They have interviews with Geddy Lee about his song Rivendell and they were able to get rights to use Ramble On from Led Zepplin. Tonight I met the producer, the director, and they had Bruce Hopkins from [b]Two Towers[/b]. Ixy got a hug from Bruce and I was complaining that I didn't have a camera to take a picture and Bruce said, "We'll use mine and I'll have my webmaster put the picture on my website for you." So, sometime in the next 2 weeks, If you see a picture of Bruce at Slamdance with a fan. Let me know so I can download it for her scrapbook.
It’s that time of year again.Hollywood comes to Utah and the locals are warned not to disturb the tourists.After all, what could the Hollywood elite possibly want to see in Utah besides ParkCity and the movies being shown at Sundance; they definitely don’t want to be bothered by locals who probably wouldn’t recognize them without their costumes, makeup, and photoshopped bodies.Could that be the real problem?The powers that be don’t want Hollywood’s elite to realize that most of us don’t care who they are, we aren’t going to fawn and allow them to preen.Or maybe they’re worried about it being the other way and the skinny princesses won’t be able to nibble their celery sticks and tofu.
The good part of Sundance is that I have friends from out of town that gets to come and visit and we play when she’s here. So, you Hollywood types can hang out in Park City and have a good time, I’ll be having fun in the valley and using your visit as an excuse to leave the state until my friends arrive.
"Be careful of your friends. They can make you or break you. Be generous in helping the unfortunate and those in distress. But bind to you friends of your own kind, friends who will encourage you, stand with you, live as you desire to live; who will enjoy the same kind of entertainment; and who will resist the evil that you determine to resist." (Gordon B. Hinckley, "Stay on the High Road," Ensign, May 2004, 113-114)
I have to say that right now, my closest friends inspire me and cause me to better myself. They also know how to have a great time.
I just finished a great book by Haywood Smith. Now, I'm not much for female bonding books but this one was a great exception. It covers a group of Southern women who have been friends since a banned high school sorority through the present day. The subject matter has enough sap to usually make me gag but the author handled it really well. Instead of a teenage coming of age story it was a middle age coming of age story. A story of laying aside the what if's in life and realizing that the now is what is and we either accept or change the results of our past decisions. It never too late to change and courage has many definitions. It also reminded me of a group of women that I hang with in cyberspace. Although we may not walk into the country club in our Red Hats, we do support and uplift each other. I'm proud to know you and I'm grateful that you're in my life.
Some readers have objected to my calling God a Master and us servants. I think it comes down to misunderstanding the Master and servant relationship. It is the responsibility and duty of the master to care for his servants, to know them and their wants and desires, to know their limits and to give them tasks that are within the limits He knows but beyond the ones that the servant believes of themselves. It is the servants' responsibility to know what the Master wants of them and to do their duties without complaint or question. The Master knows best. The servant may think that they know what is best for themselves but they often do not have the full picture as the Master does. We as servants are limited by Linear Time. God is outside of Time. But that's another sermon for another day (and gets into free will vs. predetermination). Since we are limited, we do not see the eternal consequence of our actions. We do not see how our actions fit into the full household and whether an omission today damages someone else tomorrow. We do not see how a harsh word can permanently damage a psyche. How a choice we make today helps or harms another tomorrow. (Tomorrow - there is that time thing again). I hope this helps those who were confused about my symbolism. Suffice it to say that I know who my Master is. I am of His fold and he is my Shepherd. I may not be the bell Ewe, but I stay with the flock and do my best not to stray.
~Sadina Saphrite, Sorceress and Psychic, Waterdeeps #1 Slacker! Fashion is a form of ugliness that is so hidious, we are forced to change it every six months.
I saw this on an RPG board and just had to share it.
You are Animal. You are completely nuts, but fun to be around. SPECIAL TALENTS: Drums, Women, Food. HOBBIES: Drums, Women, Food. FAVORITE EXPRESSIONS: "Louder!", "Food now!" and "Want Woman!" LAST BOOK EATEN: "The Musicians' Guide to Drums, Women & Food" NEVER LEAVES HOME WITHOUT: An appetite.
A blog entry from a [url=http://mfs64.blogspot.com/]meandering friend [/url] got me thinking the other day (yes, dangerous I know). I don’t know if her entry hit me harder because of the book I’m currently reading (Surprised by Joy, C.S. Lewis) but I just felt I needed to share my thoughts and sometimes writing it out helps me focus better anyway. But this is a heavily religious entry with a lot of personal information about me and my beliefs. So, consider yourself warned.
All my life I’ve heard that pride is the deadliest sin. Pride is what led Lucifer to be cast out. Pride was the common factor in the 3 temptations of Christ. The ultimate goal of life is to return to live with our Father in Heaven. The dichotomy of religion is that God cannot tolerate the least degree of sin and man is a sinful creature. It therefore is necessary to have a Savior to pay for our sins since we do not have the ability to do that for ourselves and still return to be with God. It is pride to think that we can take the punishment for our mistakes (sins) ourselves. We have received everything from God but too many times we forget that. We forget that man is not all powerful and we are but servants to our Creator. I could very easily get into a tangent here on Humanism and what a great weapon of Satan it is. Suffice it to say that Humanism to me is a form of pride, the same type that Lucifer exhibited – all the glory to me and none to God. The opposite of Humanism to me is Mary who said, “Behold thy handmaid.” when given a rather frightening proposition. I should add here that I believe that the heavens are not closed but every individual is entitled to personal revelation. I believe that when He is asked, God will help direct our lives. There is personal responsibility though, in modern scripture God gave the chastisement, “You took no thought save it was to ask Me” God then instructs how to ask correctly. “I say unto you, that you must study it out in your mind; then you must me if it be right, and if it is right I will cause that your bosom shall burn within you; therefore, you shall feel that it is right. But if it be not right you shall have no such feelings, but you shall have a stupor of thought that shall cause you to forget the thing which is wrong;” We are told in the Bible not to be slothful and unwise servants. Servants know the will of their master and they do it. But a good servant doesn’t need to be stood over and watched, they know their tasks and can do them without immediate instruction from the Master. The servants work, however, is credited to the master. It is not the servants place to take credit for what they did, it’s just their job. The credit goes to the master. If it’s wrong, the blame goes to the servant. This is life. But before getting depressed about it, remember, we have a Mediator who offered to take the blame for us for any errors we make if we appeal to Him and do as he asks to the best of our ability. But doing a good job is really nothing to take pride in if we think about the big picture. After all, everything is the Master’s and our desire should be to remain with Him and work toward hearing him say, “Well done, thou good and faithful servant: thou hast been faithful over a few things, I will make thee ruler over many things: enter thou into the joy of thy Lord.” (Matthew 25:21) So what point is there to pride other than trying to usurp the Master’s place? Maybe that’s why it’s such a deadly sin.
Cue the flying cars — your family is most like everyone's favorite futuristic clan, The Jetsons! Modern, always trendy, and just a little bit crazy, George, Jane, Judy, Elroy, and even Rosie and Astro (or is that "Rastro"?) are your family's TV soulmates. With a calm mom heading up the household and keeping zany Dad from flipping his lid at least once a day, life was never boring for the Jetsons — and we're willing to bet the same thing goes for you and your nearest and dearest. Considering that you're always up on the latest gotta-have gadgets and trends, your house is probably a great place to hang out (can we come over for one of Rosie's dinners?). So why not call in sick to Mr. Spacely and plan a big family outing? Don't worry — if something goes awry, just yell "Jane, stop this crazy thing!" and all will be well.
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In the past several days I've been privileged to watch people just staring at their hair when they could be doing something more productive like helping the next person in line, taking the table’s order (we walked out of the restaurant at that point, I have a thing about hair in my food), or paying attention to when the light turns green.
Frankly, I must be missing something about the fascination with pulling several strands of hair forward and staring at them while you separate them.Now to be perfectly fair, maybe the women in question are beginning to bald and need to count and make sure that the strands are all there.However, I don’t think that was the case with the barely 21 year old teller or the waitress that I know was under 21 because she had to get another waiter to take the liquor orders.
Maybe this is a new trend that started in the schools after I left now that I consider it.After all, I’ve seen this phenomenon most often in young people but that wouldn’t explain the woman my age doing it in the car at the intersection.It wasn’t until the guy behind me honked that she even looked up.I do hope that she wasn’t balding.
Of course, my mother in law would have attributed such a strange rash of behaviour to aliens or government mind control.Normally, I would have just laughed but I’m beginning to think she may have had something.These women are so concentrated while doing this that I’m beginning to think that they are receiving some kind of alien signal and are using the hair thing as a distraction so the rest of us that aren’t privileged to receive the signal will just think that they’re ditzy and will have underestimated them when they take over the earth.If that’s the case, I would just like to let all of you receiving the message know – It’s really coming from the rabbits and my daughter is friends with their Queen.
The women in my neighborhood have determined that I'm glue stick impaired. They had an event where part of the evening was using scrapbooking supplies to make greeting cards. I ended up with glue all over my hands, up my wrists and on my blouse and skirt not to mention all over the table. Everywhere but on the paper. It's not that I don't try to keep it on the paper it just doesn't stay there. The compromise was that I would do the layout and one of the other women would man the glue stick. Let's face it, I can stitch but I don't scrapbook for a reason.
My SMOG night didn’t turn out too well. DH was worried that the scouts would want to borrow my truck so he had me take DS#2 to Barnes and Noble, then an errand at Home Depot and Arby’s for dinner on the way home and I had reports to do at home.The good part of the evening is that my Mini Mystery H kit came so I started that (yep, still didn’t touch the quilts or finish up the scissors fob). I basted the center line 2x in the wrong place.The 3rd time, before I completely did the full line, I had both DS#1 and DD count to make sure I had it centered. Nothing like working with silk to point out how dry the skin on your hands is and that's before the silk starts sucking the remaining moisture out of them.
SLANGDAMONIUM WORD FOR TODAY: Regret-Together After losing her left shoe down a storm drain, shorting-out her curling iron, and spilling taco sauce on her new dress, Jill felt compelled to call up her girlfriends for a little regret-together. DEFINITION: Social gathering where girlfriends sit around together and piss and moan.
Banging your head against a wall uses 150 calories an hour.(Do not try this at home. Maybe at work.)
"All you've got to do is own up to your ignorance honestly, and you'll find people who are eager to fill your head with information."--Walt Disney
Being powerful is like being a lady. If you have to tell people you are, you aren't. Margaret Thatcher
For this Week: Aerobic activity 5x this week Read with DS#2 Uplifting thought in the morning Eat right, take vitamins
Monthly – January Vegas w/DH Go to the Temple Call Matt Bagley Reconnect with Hinckley Hold Pack committee meeting Do Visiting Teaching
Top Ten Accomplishments for 2005 1. & nbsp; Live within my means(pay off all credit) & nbsp; a. & nbsp; Only use credit cards if the money is in the bank to pay it off. & nbsp; b. & nbsp; Put more money in the bank & nbsp; c. & nbsp; Don’t spend every penny of every paycheck & nbsp; d. & nbsp; Put money away for retirement in either 401K or IRA 2. & nbsp; Take better care of me (Reach 116 or size 6) & nbsp; a. & nbsp; Exercise weekly & nbsp; b. & nbsp; Take vitamins and Zocor & nbsp; c. & nbsp; Eat less food, drink more water & nbsp; d. & nbsp; Do hair and makeup daily 3. & nbsp; Read scriptures daily (stay current with SS lesson) 4. & nbsp; Family prayer 3x a week 5. & nbsp; Attend Temple once a month 6. & nbsp; Repair and remodel kids bathroom 7. & nbsp; Paint one of the kids bedrooms 8. & nbsp; Sell Masonic 9. & nbsp; Make stitching time weekly & nbsp; a. Finish two large projects
