The Henderson Family Chronicles

In the last year I have found a new joy, and great appreciation for General Conference. I tune in 100%, take notes, and learn a lot. I LOVE it. This session I didn't feel like I had any specific issues that I was searching for answers for. So I prayed that I'd hear what I needed to. Did anyone notice that the first two talks covered the same subject? The subject that I talk about a lot, that I feel a HUGE array of feelings about, the subject that I gave a somewhat disastrous lesson on in February... Children. Do you know what I said at the beginning of Elder Packer's talk? "Oh, how nice. OOooo, and maybe this will be a second chance for me to teach it right. Or maybe they'll get someone else to teach this one...oh well. Better listen..." It was a good talk. Then Sister Esplin began her talk. Do you know what I said several words into her talk? "ARE YOU FLIPPIN' KIDDING ME?" I thought it was a great talk, I liked that it w...

Now my brain is foggy, and I am tired. But I feel chatty.... A) Blogger updated, and I don't know where anything is. That makes me a little anxious. B) I like to study Grammar. I was almost an English major at one point in college, but chickened out because I heard horror stories about the Grammar class. I regret it nearly every day. C) I am waiting for the NCIS episode from tonight to show up online. Sometimes it is there by 10, sometimes not till after 11. D) I sorted all my scrapbook paper scraps tonight. By Color. It was nice. I like to sort. E) My favorite TV show of all time is Boy Meets World. I also love Ugly Betty, NCIS, and Psych. Currently I also keep up with Once Upon a Time and Switched at Birth. Oh, and the Voice. F) I love books. Did you know? I love the way they feel, what they can do, and how they smell. I love to read them. And look at them. And pretend that I can write one. I even like blank books. G) Oh, I love Reba too. The show. See E. H) I hat...

I warned you it was coming. Here it is, projectile word vomit. My head is so congested, there isn't room for this random crap, so it's gonna come spilling out. 1. I'm a baby about my ears being plugged. Let me give birth, or chop off an arm, but PLEASE don't make me have plugged ears! 2. My favorite blogs written by strangers (some stranger than others) are as follows: #1 -  http://www.mostlytruestuff.com/ #2  http://jessica-jensen.blogspot.com/ #3  http://www.makeit-loveit.com/ 3. Nate's going back to school next year. He's going to a public school, but not the one that he is supposed to go to. Instead he is going to the little one down the road. The one that is closer to us than the one he is supposed to be going to. The one that all his friends on the other side of the street go to. Everyone is very excited. 4. Hunger Games is good. Not the movie. Well, maybe the movie, I haven't seen it yet. The books are good. So is The Help. Again, the book....

I mean a cold. I shouldn't blog much, my brain is fuzzy, and I can't be held responsible for what I say. But I did make an interesting discovery yesterday. When I feel like crap I get more stuff done. I tell myself I can't go to bed, I have to keep going. I sweep and mop and vacuum and tidy MORE when sick, than not. Psycho? Maybe. But my kitchen floors are clean, my bar is clean, all the bedding in the house is clean, my craft area is clean, my pillows for the couch are made, my gallery wall frames are painted black, and varnished... Oh... I didn't ventilate while varnishing. Maybe that's why my brain is fuzzy... My fuzzy brain is giving me a lack of control over my word-vomit. I feel all sorts of random stuff getting ready to get posted, projectile-style. Maybe I better go back to cleaning...

Relief Society Lesson: DONE! A day early, too! So much easier than last time, and non-controversial too. (Friends not in my ward: You know me. You read my blog. I am sure you can imagine how it would go for me to teach a relief society lesson on how " wonderful little children are, and what a blessing they are"...) Gallery Wall: Hung. Frames not painted. 50% of frames unfilled. Boards for quotes blank. But it's hung. Picture: (Ignore mess on table, Andrew is doing his last sewing project for his class: new valances!!!) Nook Cover Made: Not perfect, but fairly clever! Pictures: But wowzers, you should see my project list, it goes on forever. I am building built-ins in my laundry room. I am making a wall quilt to hang from the shelf that WAS on that dining room wall, and is now in the hall. I am making summer clothes, and new drapes, and pillows for the living room, and then there are about 30 other projects on my list, that have been there for up to 3 years...yik...

I am BAD at taking pictures. No, I am not bad at taking them, I do ok WHEN I take pictures. I am bad at wanting to or remembering to. Which is BAD, because I have studied photography for years, and have dabbled in wedding and family portraiture (NOT professing to be good at it!). Here's my excuse: I hate ruining the moment. I hate taking pics on Christmas morning, because I have to break away from being amazed at what Santa brought, or opening those stupid plastic encased toys, to take a picture. I hate having to stop things while I run for the camera, wait for it to be ready, and then take forever for the shutter to snap the pic. I never make it. I REALLY want to be better, but...well, let's fight the important battles first, okay? That said, I found a few loose photos on the memory card. For posterity: Did I ever even blog about our trip to Utah in October (or Knocked Over as Em calls it?) This was a a fun place in St George, where a company that rents out jump houses has ...

I suddenly realized today that IF I don't want to homeschool next year, and IF I wanted Nate to go to a charter school, NOW is the time to decide, because the deadline on charter school lottery applications are in the 10-18 days. I don't know that I don't want to homeschool, I mean some things have been great, but I am not as dedicated to rigidity as I would like to be. At times, weeks have gone by with little or no school being done. BUT, we are constantly able to tailor everything to Nate, and our schedules, and sickness...I really hate when a kid goes to school, trying to decide if they are sick enough to stay home, or worrying that they are going to be sick too many days, and that has been SO relaxing this year. So what if we get sick? It doesn't change anything. BUT Nate doesn't get a lot of time with other kids, and thinks it's okay to not do school, because he doesn't want to. BUT....Well, you see. There's good and bad, both ways. There are now...