Dark Chocolate May Be the Secret to Happiness

You might say I've been kind of negative lately. Not that I am usually mistaken for Pollyanna, but lately I haven't even seen the glass. (You know, the one that is supposed to be half empty if you're a pessimist or half full if you're looking on the bright side.)

In fact, I was sorely tempted to write a "Things I Hate" post to counteract all the "Thankful" blogs posts out there. I might write that post at some point, but it needs to be when I'm coming from a more positive place.

To help me in my quest to be more positive, I actually bought a CD called Music to Inspire Positive Thinking. I know, it sounds pretty weird and the cover isn't exactly awe-inspiring, but it is supposed to boost your alpha and beta brainwave activity.


It isn't actually something I'd put on to listen to, but it is great in the background and so far I have enjoyed having it on in the car while I'm thinking or talking.

I've been thinking about what engenders positive thinking in my life and here's what I've come up with:

1. Writing (I'm going to work on posting more frequently on my blog.)
2. Reading great writing (Scriptures are top of the list)
3. Hugs (I've never been a hugger, but I might need to change that)
4. Reading about inspiring people like Tom Holbrook
5. Expressing gratitude
6. Holding babies
7. Learning something new
8. Teaching something I love
   
9. Giving service
10. Notes, emails and comments from thoughtful friends
    
11. Sisters who bring dark chocolate and yellow tulips and help clean the kitchen

So thanks to all of you who have helped me feel more positive. I agree with Paul who wrote in Romans 1:8:

First, I thank my God through Jesus Christ for you all, that your faith is spoken of throughout the whole world.

So keep those thankful posts coming! I'd love to hear what helps you keep a positive point of view.

Mail Time!

This arrived in the mail yesterday. It was correctly addressed to us, but apparently was delivered to a neighbor by mistake.

I'll admit our mail delivery isn't what it used to be. For the first 10 years we lived here, we knew our mail carrier by name. We always said hello to "Mark the mailman" and we'd even chat with him on the occasional Saturday. At Christmas time we gave him a small gift or homemade treat. My niece Emma asked him to autograph her "About Me" book in the "neighborhood friends" section. Marianne even wrote him a letter once. We received several cards and letters from Mark including thank you notes and a sweet response to Marianne's letter.

It's never been the same since Mark left to take a mail route in his own neighborhood. I suspected we had a lower standard of mail delivery. Now I have proof! Apparently some poor neighbor of ours has been receiving mail that is not addressed to her and she's not going to take it anymore.

She seems to be rather upset since she used a black sharpie, large lettering and FOUR exclamation points!!!!

It makes me wonder: Exactly how much misdelivered mail she has been receiving? Have I been getting all my mail? Am I missing bills, letters or more importantly holiday catalogues? Did I do the wrong thing by walking down the street to deliver my neighbor's mail that I received? Does she miss Mark the mailman as much as we do?

Consider this a warning to get those Christmas cards in the mail soon. You never know what could happen.

Holes

When I experience loss and sadness I feel like there is a hole in me. It seems like a part of me is missing. For most of my life, I have suffered with very few of these holes. The ones in my past have healed and there is no sign that there was ever anything lacking.

But lately, I feel like a piece of swiss cheese. A few holes opened up over the past couple of years. Then the loss of my mom last month left a huge gaping hole. Today, I was released from my calling as Primary president--another hole! I have never been so sad to be released from any calling. I think it is because of the joy I feel when I am around the children. I love teaching children, so doing sharing time in Primary is one of my favorite things!

This year my youngest son turned twelve. I love seeing him grow and progress, but I have felt the loss of my own children. I miss having young children in my home and I think that being with the Primary children each week helped ease that loss. I am going to miss them terribly. I think the pain is more acute because I so recently suffered the loss of my mom.

I will also miss the closeness I felt with the great women in our presidency. I have been in numerous presidencies and I have enjoyed all of them, but this one was especially sweet.

I know that the Savior will heal these holes and give me peace and comfort, but I need to be patient and focus on prayer and gratitude. This scripture says it all!

Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God. And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus. Phillipians 4:6-7

This week . . .

Marianne gave a presentation about flowers in her science class. She suggested I should come and give it since I was a little too into it. C'mon doesn't everyone stop during a walk and make the whole family look at different flowers and identify the stamen, pistil and sepal? I could go on if you want to hear more!

Evan saved us a whole lot of money by losing so many teeth all at once. The orthodontist says we can wait another year before starting his braces since he is missing 9 teeth right now!

Aaron was very reluctantly part of a dance competition at BYU with one of his classmates from Social Dance class. They did the cha-cha and even made it to the second round!

Ryan & Molly are another week closer to their sealing in the San Diego temple! Of course, this sweetie will be there too.


John is finally over the world's worst cold! We're so happy he is feeling better and rid of that awful cough.

And me? Well, I cleaned my bedroom closet. That may not sound like much, but now I can actually walk into my walk-in closet. Plus, I have a place to put the packages that have arrived. Yes, my on-line Christmas shopping has officially begun!

WWF Tryout

This afternoon Evan was driving me crazy. Not a funny kind of crazy--a disobedient, not listening kind of crazy. I was really about it lose it! Knowing that 12 year old boys respond best to physical stimulus (haven't you watched deacons punch each other incessantly?) I grabbed Evan and put him in a headlock.

Evan: Stop tickling me Mom!

Me: I'm not tickling you, I'm trying to strangle you. Aren't you scared?

Evan: Laughter

Me: I guess I'm not very good at headlocks. Tries another time. How's this for fierce?

Evan: More laughter You're terrifying!!

Once he quit laughing he was kind enough to give me a few pointers on headlocks and headlock avoidance strategies. I guess it might come in handy if I'm ever in deacon's quorum.

Problem Solved!

Have you been wondering what to do with all that leftover Halloween candy?

and/or

Do you have child with a pesky loose tooth?

Well this is your lucky day! Happy Hartz can solve your problem. Just follow these simple steps.

1. Find a Jolly Rancher candy.
2. Unwrap it and put it in the child's mouth.
3. Continue sucking until candy adheres to loose tooth.
4. Remove candy from mouth.

Voila! It's time for a visit from the tooth fairy.


PS: To prevent an upset child, you may want to remove the tooth from the candy immediately, or at least warn your husband not to throw away pieces of candy left on the bathroom counter. Either that or tell your child not to do anything so gross again!

The Miracle of Trust

In 1940, the Trapp Family was in quite a predicament. They had narrowly escaped deportation and were struggling to find success as musicians.

Then they received another blow. The family was dropped by their manager and told "You will never be a hit in America. Go back to Europe."

But heading back to war-torn Europe was the last thing they wanted to do. With only $250 in the bank, they were desperate and felt like failures. Finally they found a manager who reluctantly agreed to represent them if they would spend $5,000 on advance publicity.

It seemed impossible, but a miracle occurred when two of their friends agreed to lend them the money for one year.

Maria explains how the trust of their friends worked another miracle.

There we experienced in our own life what other people's trust does to you. It releases new powers; opens new depths in your soul, hitherto unknown to yourself. It sharpens your will and fixes it on the goal, it helps you to do the impossible. That's the way God works with us. He always gives us another chance. Why do people use this magic wand so little? It would transform this world into a paradise. ( From The Story of the Trapp Family Singers by Maria Trapp)

You know how the story ends--the fame and wealth that followed as concerts were performed. You've seen the movie that was made of their life.

You and I may not have thousands of dollars to lend, but we can extend our trust to others. Whose life could we impact? What miracles can be worked through our trust in a another?