All is Calm...

Oh Holy Night Christmas Video

That's so funny....

While in Idaho at Grandmas funeral, I made the mistake of telling the boys why the grand Tetons are called the grand tetons.....

A beautiful Disaster

Look at that cute face!  But don't let it deceive you.  He's a cutter.  No, NOT that kind!  I have had scissors hangin around more than usual the past couple of weeks on account of Christmas and such.  So Jacks favorite pastime is taking scissors and cutting whatever he can.  He cut blinds, power chords (not always a bad thing there) a nice expensive woven throw blanket I bought in Maine,  HIs shirts, my shirts, fifis pants, Bransons blanket, Christophers Headphone chord, phone charger chords, chunks of Sophies hair and the list grows everyday as I find and discover new things that he has already cut.   Put the scissors AWAy you say?  Done that more than 100 times.... older kids need them, get them out or I put them up where I think he can't possibly discover them...... but he does.  It only takes a few minutes.  He goes on his cutting rampage.  I get after him, put him in time out and think I've gotten the message across this time and he won't do it again....... wrongo!  Sometimes I'm not sure if it's an old cut and I'm just discovering it for the first time or if we need to discipline him again........*sigh*  It's a good thing he's so dang cute....

I'm Old

I'm just so sick of seeing the title of that last blog entry that I just had to write SOMETHING to make it go further down the page.  I don't have anything in particular that I'm planning on writing here..... just writing.  Today is my birthday, well for 10 more minutes anyway.  The big 38... too weird.  The numbers keep getting higher every year and the mirror tells me that lots of time is passing but I still think I'm 17.  Okay, maybe 23 (that just sounds better even if it may be more like 17).  I've turned into one of those middle aged people that say "I don't feel a day over 17".  I guess I should clarify "feel".  My body does feel somewhat my age, I'm talkin about how I "feel" between my ears.  Today was a bit of a bummer.  No ones fault, I just had a sick little boy to stay home with and take care of.  I was going to go to lunch with my mom and sister-in-laws but I had to cancel.  I couldn't leave Jack.  So we sat on the couch or cuddled in the bed most of the day.  That actually sounds pretty good now that I'm writing it and I guess it was except for the occasional vomit.  Tonight John and I went to dinner and a movie.  We saw Australia.  It was a really good movie... and Hugh Jackman  *sigh*  WOW..... I didn't know..... now I know.... WOW.  People magazine got it right this year for sure.  Well, I have 2 minutes left of my birthday and John said he's give me a message (he HATES giving massages) and I probably won't get one after midnight so I best end this post.

The Devil wears a Toupe

SO much I could say here.  I guess I'll just write a little as it comes to me.  I've had quite the contrast of good and bad or more like good and evil over the past week or so.  Last week was our big Moss family reunion.  So much fun!  I love all my family so much, I think I must have hand picked each one before I came to earth.  We stayed in a lodge in the mountains not far from Bend.  It was beautiful, the company was warm and fun and the kids had the times of theirlives with all their cousins.  I think there were about 60 people there.  Megan and I made 50 pounds of mashed potatoes Thanksgiving day.  Thanks for your help Megan!  A lot of people helped me peel as well, so thank you ppl!  MY sister-in-law Jodie went all out with her baking.  SOOOO many baked goodies around the entire time.  

So I contrast all that love with the darkness I've seen over the last few days.  Up until now,  I've never experienced the kind of hate and bitterness that I have seen in someone else's words and deeds.  I won't go into details but someone I know well (no one in my family) has attempted to destroy the life and reputation of someone I love very much leaving casualties everywhere he goes.  It's so hard for me to imagine the kind of hate it would take to do that to someone.  I've had people do me wrong and I've been pissed off at other people plenty of times!  But I still have a space for compassion in my heart for my enemies.  I can't fathom trying to destroy people.  I'm not talking about justice.  I would have no problem seeking justice through legal means.  I'm talking about vengeful, malicious HATE.  I don't think I've really been privy to real HATE until now.  It's ironic that his attempts at ruining our opinion about someone has just made us rally around that person, love that person more and have a deeper understanding and compassion for what that person has suffered and endured...  Satan may have the power to bruise our heel but we have the power to crush his ugly, vengeful head.