By Stacy Johnson
My family will have a hard time believing that I have nothing to say. That rarely happens around here. But I do have tons of stuff milling around in my head, like...
I can't wait to get my hands on the text of Mervyn Anderson's talk in General Conference on Sunday. I think I will base my parenting book on that talk alone. Everything he said, I could totally support, and I felt like I got a pat on the back and a slap on the wrist in a very loving and inspired way.
I have a nasty letter to the superintendent of our school district (which when I finally sit down to compose, won't come off nasty because of my 10 day complaint letter writing rule) about a certain administrator at the high school who was seriously in the wrong recently.
I have a paper to write for my Marriage/Family relations class about the effects of the new credit card laws on the family. I have been doing a lot of research on that topic. I recently took my credit cards out of my wallet to avoid the temptation. I didn't use it all that often before, but with Christmas coming up, I didn't want to be tempted.
I have tons of thank you letters to write, because people need to hear it once in a while, even if it is for something as small as holding my baby and getting him to fall asleep during sacrament meeting so I can sit with my family for once instead of roaming the halls or sitting in the nursing mother's lounge while he fusses.
I need to post more on my family blog because I am way behind. Everything that happens is a blog post in my head, like my son becoming captain of his MCC cross country team, my Varsity cheerleader who just turned 16 and now has her driver's license and can date, my Mitey Mite cheerleader who never knows whether we won the game or not, but has scoped out the after game treat by halftime. My two boys are quarterbacks on their respective football teams and can throw like no 14 and 11 year old you have ever seen. My girl scout who is my best helper with my babies, and let's not leave out my babies. I forgot how time consuming a two year old and a 9 month old are when you have to take care of them both at the same time. I don't want to forget my husband, who, 30 pounds lighter, feels like he has enough energy to coach a freshman football team AND a Pop Warner football team, which has him at football practice and/or games 6 days a week. Lucky for me, he works from home, so I see him when he pokes his head out of the office to ask me what I made him for lunch. I don't even want to post about losing my camera. I can't bear to think about it because there is no money in the budget to replace it right now. What's worse, is I can't bear to blog without any pictures, so the future of my family blog is bleak at best.
I have Heather Horrock's book How to Stuff a Wild Zucchini sitting here on my desk, staring at me. When will I get a few hours to read it? I'm hoping for Thanksgiving weekend at the earliest. It is KILLING ME!! But I gotta have priorities.
Well, looks like I had plenty of nothing to talk about.