Visitors

As has been expected my mom, step-dad, step-brother, and his girlfriend are staying here. They came up a day early to hang with us before step-bro and his woman fly back home. Yesterday just before we were suppose to go into town for dinner I get a call. The friend who is staying in our driveway paid for a pure bred miniature Doberman pincher (to surprise his wife) but the dog wasn't suppose to be picked up for another week. He is in Anchor Point right now for his only days off visiting his wife and kids before he's back up here for the week. So of course yesterday the call comes from the girl with the puppies... "I'm moving, if he wants the dog I need someone to come pick it up today." Umm ok thanks for the notice lady. So I went and got the puppy who is smaller then my hand. We spent 15 minutes at home before we had to go to Anchorage to meet the family for dinner and a movie so we brought the puppy out of fear of leaving her here for hours and hours by herself for the first time. She's so little and cute. I made sure M played with her the whole way in to keep her from falling asleep, so during dinner she slept in her box in the truck. Dinner was at Humpy's and was Super good. After dinner the family got to meet her. I've never seen a group of people get in a huddle so fast. The "aww's" and "Ohh's" made it even funnier. I smuggled her in to Centry 16 with anyone noticing an arm deformity in my sleeve wriggling and all was well and quiet for the movie.. Except she woke up and started getting antsy the last 5 minutes of the movie. haha she let out a whimper and about 3-4 people turned around looking at me (not seeing the puppy). Anyway, no sleep last night, she is on a 2 hour feeding schedule and took up howling in the middle of the night. Marty and I took shifts. Its made the visit so far with the family really entertaining.

Hangin with Pa

Had to drive moms car in and pick up her other half. I was dropped at dads and spent the night at his house. He was in a Golf tournament yesterday so last night we went to the dinner and auction for all the Golfers that played. Dad apparently has the hook-up and I got a free dinner too, and won a hooded sweatshirt, zip up style. I just knew I was gonna win a shirt of some kind off the door ticket and I did. Odd thinking I saw it coming now. Anyway, Dad and I had a great time. This morning I finished up my Laundry and ironed some clothes. I'm still learning how to do that well. Me and ironing, sort of a joke in fact, but I'm actually learning with help from him. Dad had to sew a fastener on a pair of slacks for me. Dad sewing for me, now that says something. I felt pretty loved for him to be sewing for me. I'll have that picture in my head for a long time, him sitting on the bed struggling to see an eyelet 1/4 the size of a pencil eraser. No complaints, just a look of content with the needle and thread in hand. Before he drove me home by way of the scenic route, we had lunch at the Moose's Tooth. Good hang time with dad. I feel pretty lucky to have such great parents. What a blessing from above.

New Church

After doing a lot of shopping around I've finally found a church that seems to fit perfect. Today was my second day and already I feel like I'm with my family. Even though I don't know anyone well, people go out of their way to make me feel welcome and apart of things. I found its easy to find a church that shares my beliefs but its hard to find one with people who go out of their way to make a stranger welcome. I find myself spending 5 hours there with out even noticing the time gone by. I know that would freak most people out, me too not so long ago yet I'm feeling very content. Wednesday they have a bible study on family, which is just what I've needed so I'm really looking forward to going. I love it when I get that feeling of something being tailor made by him, just for me.

Procrastination

~Found while cleaning out my files, I don't even remember saving it. Instead of sitting in a hidden file, it shall sit here in my face to serve its purpose when needed.

Sometimes there is so much to do that we can't do it all, so we just get overwhelmed and we don't do anything. The secret to conquering your procrastination lies in five little steps I call STING.

S - Select one thing to do.
T - Time yourself for one hour, use a timer if that's what it takes.(Many times the job will only take 30 minutes, or they'll find they're not done with the task when the hour is up but they've made giant headway and can see the light at the end of the tunnel and live with less guilt.)
I - Ignore everything else.(Most procrastinators say, I'm going to get this done but first I'll check my e-mail, then...)
N - No breaks.
G - Give yourself a reward (such as watching TV guilt free).
Author: Procrastination Expert Rita Emmitt: http://www.ritaemmett.com/

~I wonder how a person becomes a procrastination expert?

Words to build on

I found this sometime ago. It would have helped me with so many choices I made growing up. I would have done well to have it nailed to my forehead back in Jr High.

"You want to build your dream home. You interview several contractors. Some were more expensive, some were less; but the one you chose to do the job was the one YOU thought best at the time.

They break ground and start to pour the foundation. You notice a few cracks when they pull off the forms. You question the cracks, and the contractor tells you that it will be fine, he will touch it up. The frame goes up....

You notice some of the boards are warped, and are stamped "B" grade. You question the grade, after all, isn't "A" better?? You're told not to worry, its all the same, its getting covered up anyway.....

Your head starts to tell you things you know are right, but then he is the contractor, he must know what he is doing! Thinking back to the other interviews, you recall some of the other contractors telling you that they would only use grade A lumber, and the other contractor telling you that if the foundation had a crack, they would re pour the forms.

So now, the flake board goes up, but the other contractor was going to use plywood. The windows go in, they only say triple pane, not Andersen triple pane. Then the appliances arrive, and the say Wiking, not Viking. Get the point???'

When we suspect something is wrong, the time to confront it is when our hearts give us the first sign. If we ignore those signs, we wind up with a weak foundation and bad materials to build our lives, friendships, families, or life habits on depending on the area's we've chosen to take the convenient or easiest route."

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