Happy Easter!!
I am so grateful for the Savior in my life.
I know He lives. I know my Savior atoned for my sins. I know He died on the cross, and was resurrected on the third day.
This I believe with all my heart.
I am happy to celebrate His life and resurrection. Happy Easter!
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Hope your Sunday was the Best! Love, Joy
“No pain that we suffer, no trial that we experience is wasted. It ministers to our education, to the development of such qualities as patience, faith, fortitude and humility. All that we suffer and all that we endure, especially when we endure patiently, builds up our characters, purifies our hearts, expands our souls, and makes us more tender and charitable, more worthy to be called the children of God … and it is through sorrow and suffering, toil and tribulation, that we gain the education that we come here to acquire”
-Orson F. Whitney
Hope your Sunday was the Best! Love Joy
Or overwhelmed, or picked on, the best remedy is to get your mind off of yourself and on to someone else. In fact, this has happened to me a few times recently, and I am so glad. Honestly, I wear myself out.
I went to visit a friend who is going through a challenging time. I wanted to be a support to her, and not bring with me my own frustrations.
I said a prayer before I left, asking Heavenly Father to help me to love her and be understanding to her the way He would have me do. I left and drove to her house, still not knowing what I would say to her.
When I got there, I played with the dog, I played with her baby (I can’t help it; I love dogs and kids), then we sat down. I had a great visit with her. I felt so much love for her. I felt like I expressed the things I wanted to express in a way that told her I care. And best of all, I felt so great, happy, and not overwhelmed, at all when I left.
I’m going to think of others more often. I’m going to visit someone who is struggling and love them. And do you know what that means? I am not going to wear myself out with my sad, overwhelmed and picked on attitude. 🙂
One year for Halloween, Flexy wanted to dress up as a Chef.
He used to say he wanted to be one when he grew up (too bad that didn’t happen). Anyway, his costume was darling, complete with a rubber chicken tucked under the tie of his apron. He looked so cute.
The rubber chicken ended up in the toy box. One day Flexy was so excited to show me a neat trick he could do with the chicken. I don’t know how he came up with this, but we laughed and laughed. It made for hours of entertainment! 
First: You push the rubber chickens bum in.
Second: You put a rolled up piece of paper or tissue in the divot/concave bum.
Third: Then you squeeze the chicken ’til the bum pops out, and the rolled up paper goes flying through the air. Amazing!
Like I said…hours of entertainment and fun!!
What a cute kid he was and is. Always good for a laugh!
In the movie “Two Weeks Notice,” Lucy’s mom is complaining about the new “high rise monstrosity” that is going to be built near their home. She says it will, “Block out the sun.” I love that movie!
Recently when I was in the market for a larger hutch for my kitchen, I found one on the internet. I watched for many days to see if the price would come down. I was a little concerned about the size, because the measurements were bigger than others I had seen. I called and asked the person selling it if he was sure about the measurements. He said they measured it twice. I kept going back and forth in my mind. Should I do it? The deal was sealed when he came down $25 more on the price. I knew I wanted to paint it, so I knew there would be more money spent on it after I got it. I told my darlin, “Let’s do this!”
As we got it his truck I said, “Are you sure we don’t need a trailer?” He was confident we could fit it in the back of his truck, (keep in mind the truck has a shell). We arrived at the location where it was,
stepped into the garage where it was being stored, and the first words out of our mouths were,
“Wow, it really is kinda big.”
I still wanted it though. “It has so much character,” I said. We started to load it. Oops, too tall. Oops, too wide. Finally we were able to make it fit by unhooking the shell, shoving the hutch in and then rigging the shell so it wouldn’t come off while we drove home. We drove around 50 miles one way to pick it up.
We made it home, brought it into the kitchen, and just stood there, looking. “It is huge!” I said. “It’s a monstrosity.” my darlin said. “Do you think it will block out the sun?” I said. Remember, “Two Weeks Notice”? We laughed and decided to move it back out while we decide what to do with it. Should we resale it? Give it away? Use it in the garage for tool storage? Cry?
I called my friend Sydney, who is a home decorator extraordinair, to come see it. The boys hauled it back in, put it in place, and Sydney said, “I think it will work. It is a little big for the spot, but part of it is you’re not used to it.” I totally trust Sydney.
I made a goal date for having it painted. I knew that my sweetheart would be helping me, actually doing most of the work, and we got started.
You can see here how big it is!
And here is the finished product!!
I love it!
I am so glad to have it. It has so much storage.
So now, it is lovingly referred to as, “The Monstrosity.”
I paid $175 for it, and $50 for paint.
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