Hating this Holiday.

I hate Halloween, yes I said it.  I hate the costumes and the fact that I have to buy candy and costumes or make one.  I am a terrible idea person and I wish I could sew and be crafty, but unfortunately I'm not and so my children must suffer and dislike it like I do or get their own costume.  Oh well someday I'll get into it.

Missing Him.

Missing my husband.  

Missing his presence in our house.

Missing how he plays with kids before dinner.

Missing the lame jokes he pulls.

Missing hearing his voice, not over a phone.

Missing the person to warm the other side of the bed.

Missing how he lets me put my cold feet in between his to warm them up.

Missing him.

He's in Twin Falls, just so you know.

Don't Judge

Ok, so my first big thing as a YW's president.  YW in Excellence, I'm usually cool and calm and collected and just try to go with the flow.   But I'm not sure what it is but once people look at what I've put to together or if I feel a little pressure or even judgement, I do a little freak down.  Yes, freak down.  What is this strange phenomenon?  Well it's when I get really super introverted and that's not me, then I stress over things that I have no control over.  The bishop called away and didn't get back for closing remarks, well a little heart attack and then I realized a parent was the 2nd counselor in the bishopric.  I got it together but not before I'm pretty sure I put myself into shock.  Well it's done and I'm glad, but now I have New Beginnings and a HUGE fundraiser coming up.  So if I go into freak down, please approach with care and caution.

Sincerely,
beth

Blessed Silence...

Do you hear that?  Me neither.  Do you know what that sound is?  That sound that only mothers and innkeepers absolutely love and adore?  Yes, silence.

Silence
By Bethany Coffin

That time of the day when everything is still,
I've given my kids that special pill.
The hour or so that it lasts
The only noise in some places is rats.
Give me sweet serenity and peace and order.
Just in case they get out of hand again, maybe a mortar?
God blessed us with beautiful amounts of silence and quiet.
After that it's fights and riots.

Love me some blessed silence.

Thank you, it's a master-piece and the inner thoughts of my dark soul.
Me and Nat King Cole think this time of the day is Unforgettable.