My Forehead stamp

So, a few days ago, I was heading out of the house right at the same time that the mailman was delivering the mail. I had 3 of my kids with me, cause Maggie was at work with Joe. I had the mailman give Lilli the mail because I had my hands full. He teased her about it...making her jump for it. i could tell he must have a kid her age.

A few days past...this time, we were pulling into the drive right as the mailman was delivering the mail. We had the radio pumping, blaring, because Katie was in the back seat screaming, "No one sing!"

We got out of the car laughing, and the mailman stared chatting with me. He was all..."So you have 4 girls? I do too! I understand the whole loud music thing." We giggled, and talked about how Katie was being bossy...he guessed that she was 4, cause his youngest is almost 5.

Then...he started over sharing... this is where the title of the post comes into play. Do I have a stamp on my forehead that states it's ok to over share with me? Because he thought he saw one!

He tells me about how he hasn't seen his daughters since Christmas...I say how sad that is. He says his wife went crazy, and left him...blames it on 2 things...the internet and the fact that they stopped going to church about 6 years ago. He tells me they used to belong to the LDS faith. I tell him I am LDS...and thus the 10 minute conversation about his crappy life becomes a missionary experience!

I wasn't praying for one. I don't go around being a missionary...but the Lord has a hand in all things. I explained to him that the church does provide peace, and strength does happen to families and marriages when we are living the gospel to it's fullest.

He said he has started going back to church, but that his wife, whom he is separated from, and his daughters aren't attending with him. I encouraged him to keep attending and to council with his bishop. More was shared, and I saw and heard myself taking pity for his lot, and encouraging him to press forward, and to keep trying, for his daughters sake if for no other.

I hope what I said touched him, or made him think. I hope he can bring his family back together, and find peace again. Marriage is worth keeping, it's worth fixing...no matter how "far" things have gone.  And, ANY marriage can be saved if both people want it to be. Forgiveness is real! Forgive, always...no matter what!

I am grateful I am living my life, everyday, ready for these "over shares". It strengthened my personal testimony. I know that the Church of Jesus Christ is the only church on the face of this Earth that has the fullness of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. I know that by living the Gospel to it's fullness lives are healed, made happy... that souls are made strong, and confidant! I know who I am. I know God's plan for me and for my family. I know that without the Gospel I would feel lost, afraid, and alone.


And, btw...the reason why this man left the church, was because of some members of his ward...he was offended. This answer makes me so mad! Please, let us all love ALL people! Offend not one! Not even ONE! It may be the one that leaves the fold.

Hello,I am an Idiot

Okay, it's been a while. I've been busy making friends and breaking up with friends on Facebook. 

It's been a blast, but it was, once again taking up too much of my time. And, now, 1 day after shutting it down once again, I am missing it's comfortable numbness. Mostly because I am an idiot, and when an idiot posts something idiotic on Facebook, they get laughed at and they get their comments "liked" . they get comments on their idioticness. And, I miss that...especially after tonight. I was a big idiot.

I went to my friend's 30th birthday party. Most of my good friends were there....ok, ALL my good friends were there, but somehow, I felt out of place...as I have been feeling lately. You know that feeling, when you enter into a room and you feel that silence fall apon you like everyone was talking about you in hushed tones? I felt like that. Granted, no silence fell apon me when I entered the party...but I felt like a stranger.

A game of volleyball insued, Joe and I were apposite side, which is ok...but I felt alone and insecure, and apprehensive about the ball coming to me. I don't usually feel this way. I am usually like, "bring it on sucka!" but not this time. I made a fool out of myself time after time, missing the ball, hitting the ball and making it go crazy. I'm sure no one minded...but I hated looking so bad. I guess I am proud, and didn't like looking like I sucked.

Then, when it was time to sing "Happy Birthday" every one was looking around for someone to start the song, and I stared it...yeah....like in the totally wrong key!!! Way too high, and out of everyone's range. I felt like an absolute idiot. I am supposed to know how to sing...why did I mess it up. 

Then lastly, in true idiot form...after a special "movie/slideshow" was done of the birthday girl, I shouted..."Time for CAKE!" I sounded like a pushy jerk. Why must I always act like I am a freakin 10 year old! Why do I feel the need to draw attention to myself? I just want to be loved...not resented. But I feel like, lately, everyone is laughing at me, not with me.

Alas...stupid is as stupid does...again! *sigh*

Soccer CRAZY Week!

So, I thought I would post this on my blog, to share with you all how CRAZY I really must be!

ok....Here is the crazy run down...

Thursday May 19th

1.  2pm @ Centennial Gymnasium, 4th and 5th Grade Program
2. 5:30pm @ Skyview Park, Lilli Scrimage
3. 6pm @ Liberty Park, Field U10-2, Maggie Game

Saturday May 21st

1. 11am @ Liberty Park, Field U6-1, Emily Game
2. 11:45am @ Optimist Fields, Field 4, Lilli Game
3. 12 noon @ Liberty Park, Field U10-2, Maggie Game
4. 3pm @ Liberty Park, Field U6-2, Emily Game
5. 6pm @ Optimist Fields, Field 3, Lilli Game

So, it is going to be a busy 2 days....at least I get a breather on Friday!
If you want to come to any of these game, let me know. I will probably NOT be attending Lilli's 1st game of the Tournament on Saturday, due to Emily and Maggie's games... so I would like support in that. I am hoping Karl and Janet will go, and take her.....

These are the last games of the season! PHEW! It has been a blast, but very, very busy!
Next fall, I am going to have 4 in soccer, and HOPEFULLY 2 of those 4 will be in Nampa Select!
Thank you all so, so, so much for all the help and support you have given Joe and I this soccer season! It means the world to us! We love you!!!
Lacey

EMBRACE

Embrace me one more time, sweet Mother.

Fill my soul with your radiant light.

Warm my weak body with your gentle arm.

Re-assure me that you'll be alright.

Embrace me one last time, dear Mother.

and dry your sweet, tender cheek.

I came to be held by your soft, loving arms.

And, once again your embrace, I will seek.

2-22-11

For my sweet sister, and her sweet baby, Grace.

DRIFTING

White, drifting snow, snakes across the road before me.

Taunting, hissing....I am blocking you from your destiny .

They try my mind. Should I turn back?

No, I have come too far.

I  press forward with determination.

The drifts dissipate before my coming.

They fear me. 

I am driving on!

oops, I did it again......

Hello every one, this is The Cabela's Meat Slicer..... I was cleaning this awesome piece of machinery, and I might add...talking to my little sister... I  am not good at talking and doing anything else at the same time. Well, I wasn't paying attention....who me? And well, I got too close to the VERY sharp blade...which I later found out from my husband is supposed to be removed when cleaning.... and.....yikes! Sliced my finger!

I immediately knew it was bad... I felt the sharp blade slice through my nail and into my finger in a split second, like a hot knife through butter... I grabbed my finger, and applied pressure. Thanks to my awesome sister, I didn't go into shock, though I was shaking and crying...mostly because of how dumb I felt!!!!

Lindsay laid me down, elevated my feet, gave me a blanky, and put ice on my wrapped wound! After I unwrapped my wound that night to evaluate the injury, I was surprised to see it had already re-sealed itself... the main injury was the fingernail, to which Dr.s would be able to do nothing but remove...

so, here is my ouchy... two days after impact, fingernail turning black, probably going to fall off, and, me....happy as a clam that I didn't have to go get stitches! When am I ever going to learn....sharp objects and my hands do not go together....there should be an alarm that goes off whenever I get near one! Some one should invent that!

I know, I know....

I guess I have a hard time keeping to my goals, this posting a picture a day thing gets old after a while. But, here is great shot of Katie that I thought you might enjoy!


She acts like her momma, more often then not....
Don't you just LOVE the orange tongue....from her favorite dink....Tang!