Is There an Editor in the House?

I am not a "fan" of Anna Nicole Smith, but am flabergasted to read of her death.

While doing so, I stumbled across this article, which was apparently not well edited before going online:

"Through the '90s and into the new century, Smith was famous for being famous, a pop-culture punchline because of her up-and-down weight, her Marilyn Monroe looks, her exaggerated curves, her little-girl voice, her ditzy-blonde persona, and her over-the-top revealing outfits."

Duh.

PS Maybe they're on to something. Maybe others fit into this "Famous for Being Famous" category. Paris Hilton could be vice-president of Anna's club.

Caboom

Caution. My post today is not light-hearted.

This explosion happened yesterday, just about a mile from my house.

On any other afternoon, I would have been completely oblivious because of the giant hill that separates our subdivisions.

But after taking Maddie to the orthodontist and then her parent-teacher conference, I was driving right towards it. I can't help but contemplate the earlier events of my afternoon, if we hadn't stopped at the book fair, if I hadn't bumped up the appointment with the teacher, I would have missed the whole thing. About 30 seconds more or less and I wouldn't have seen the enormous wall of flames shooting 40-50 feet in the air.

I numbly called 9-1-1, but was little help because I wasn't sure of the address. Not a problem, plenty of calls were coming in.

I briefly pulled in to the subdivision, hoping to find that the explosion occured at a construction site instead of somebody's home. Neighbors were on their front porch in confusion. Debris was falling on my car. I didn't stick around long, I wanted to be long out of the way before the firetrucks started filing in.

I was glued to the news the rest of the evening, hoping that all had survived. Sadly the 24-year-old wife of the two-week-old house and the repair man died.

Worse than me seeing this, Maddie saw it. Isaac didn't clue in until the flames had died down, but both were on the couch with me watching the news coverage. No surprise that Maddie woke me up at 3am, scared that our house was going to blow up. I pretended that I wasn't. Tried to reassure her. We prayed, not just for us but for the families involved. We cuddled. But I have to admit that every little middle-of-the-night house settling noise startled me and every time I heard the heater click on I shuddered.

I need to be up and at it. I need to go through the motions. Big things are happening at work today. I have a sore throat to treat, lunches to make, hair to blow dry, clothes to iron, not to mention I need to convince both kids that they feel good enough and they are safe enough to go to school. It's going to be a long day.

But longer for the families who are each waking up with one less this morning.

The camera is up and at it, and with a look back at our trip home for Christmas, I found myself wondering why I live so far from loved ones...

Floor Wars

Awkward Mom Moments

As a ward missionary, I've been sitting in on discussions with the 9-year-old across the street. His parents have been inactive for years, but the mom has been trying to come to church and is ready for Levi to be baptized.

Levi and my kids have played together quite a bit, ride the bus together, and my kids even went to his birthday party a couple weeks ago.

The elders are very patient while he acts up during the discussions, and I think the message is sinking in.

My dilema is that this Levi keeps calling Isaac an idiot and is very mean and aggresive when adults aren't looking. Isaac came home pretty upset after playing at Levi's the other day and hasn't returned.

Isaac asks me many times a day now if I've talked to Levi's mom. He wants me to make it all better.

Levi's parents blame their inactivity on a comment a former bishop made years ago, so I'm literally walking on egg shells.

I want to show Isaac that I'll protect him, but the proper approach just doesn't seem to exist.

T.G.I.F.

Has it been a long day if when watching Napoleon Dynamite with the kids I find it philosophical and to have deep meaning?

Not Off To a Great Start

JP has me pondering 2007 this afternoon. It's naw so gooood.

Sure, it looked okay heading into it, but the last 10 days have really kicked my butt.

We had a wonderful Christmas vacation with our families and were blessed with great traveling weather. Things really worked out for us.

But that was in 2006.

You can literally list the butt kicking day by day...

January 1

Canceled shopping plans midday with aunt Sandy because of exhaustion and nausea. Spent the afternoon in bed.

January 2

The kids and I were supposed to return to school after a short winter break, but we instead were home with tummy aches.

January 3

Returned to school, but what's that sludgy stuff all over the driveway? It's coming from my car.

January 4

Missed yet another day of school because Maddie supposedly had a stomach ache. Turns out I wasn't better yet and spent the entire day in bed.

January 5

Thought the car was fixed. Was lead astray.

January 6

The highlight of the year. Spent the day with David and the kids, running around to many, many stores. Got a manicure, but it sucked, including the color.

January 7

David broke his toe. I had meetings all day (not so bad). When are the going to split my ward?! (soon)

January 8

This one was a doooosy. My very sick car had to be towed across the valley. Spent the entire afternoon dealing with repair, tow, and rental arrangements. Then felt crappy after eating fast food for dinner. Oh, you can imagine my inner snob emerging when I got stuck with a Ford Focus as my rental.

January 9

The repairs are going to be close to $1,000! David is really sick, even has a fever.

January 10

I couldn't sleep passed 3 am and had a raging headache. The Ford POS rental has a flat. David had to drive me to work. Silver lining: the rental was replaced with a VW Jetta. That's more my speed.

I'm not depressed. Not even in that bad of a mood. A little stressed. So much for having a couple bucks in savings.

I'm looking forward to the future. Looking forward to a great 2007. Looking forward with as much cheesiness as it takes.

As 2007 continues I'm hoping for:

my ward to split.

family reunion in May (mom's side).

having the summer free from work.

Yes, I've just jinxed it all. But here's to hoping.

PS This is horrible. (gulp) My Christmas tree is still up.