tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61728932012-02-04T21:43:51.436-05:00Meanderings....Neasy Gracenoreply@blogger.comBlogger341100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172893.post-22210921529043785622011-10-09T12:22:00.000-05:002011-10-09T12:23:01.442-05:00

Neasy Gracenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172893.post-70833650890307833462011-06-21T09:41:00.005-05:002011-06-21T10:13:32.672-05:00

My new bucket listMy husband called to ask what we could do to honor my dad on what would have been his 65th birthday. I had to laugh a little when all I could come up with was:1) Work hard all day long2) Eat leftovers from the back of the fridge3) At night, settle in with the History Channel or a BYU game. Lol.So, I will continue the list with some more funny things, then maybe some serious

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Today would have been my father's 65th birthday, so I am fasting. I read in The Book of Mormon this morning about people who were mourning a great loss because of war, and they fasted while they mourned. I remember now, too, that fasting and mourning often go together in the scriptures. So I am praying that the fasting will help me get through today. Maybe it will help my family, too.

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How did I miss that?9:30 on Saturday night, starting the dishwasher so the baby has clean bottles, I decide to play some music. Josh Groban was top on my playlist, so I picked a song I'd liked before, "To Where You Are." I'm scrubbing bottles, listening, and I realize for the first time that the song is about a loved one who passed away. How did I miss that? Then I am heaving, sobbing as

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I'm back!I have absolutely nothing to write about. Or, I have absolutely nothing about which to write. (The second sentence is grammatically correct, but it sounds funny.) When my students are struggling to write, I tell them to start with this sentence after setting a timer for 5, 10, or 15 minutes. I tell them to freewrite whatever comes into their head and pay no attention to sentence

Neasy Gracenoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172893.post-12992519888810652372008-12-16T10:16:00.001-05:002008-12-16T10:20:03.665-05:00

COUNTDOWNCLOCK

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Welcome to the South, Hon!Installment 2One of the things I hate about moving is finding new radio stations. It takes me a while so scan through the entire FM and AM bands, finding the stations that sound interesting. Then, I must whittle the interesting stations down to 5 -- the exact number of radio presets I have in my car. The first week I was in Knoxville, I scanned the FM band and found a

Neasy Gracenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172893.post-46345486257369050112008-06-22T17:30:00.004-05:002008-06-22T17:45:30.448-05:00

Welcome to the South, hon! Installment 1Believe it or not, the best milk around here is also the cheapest milk, and it is sold at a gas station --Weigel's. Paul pumps the gas and I run in and grab a couple gallons of Skim Delight, for only $3.59 a gallon. This is a great deal, especially if you add in the entertainment value provided by the cashiers. Every time I buy milk, I get the cashier's

Neasy Gracenoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172893.post-91249461519669186682008-04-05T21:11:00.003-05:002008-04-05T21:18:04.964-05:00

Out of the mouths of babesTwo hours after our first attempt to get Samantha down to bed, she was still wide awake and having a complete meltdown: red-faced screaming filled with pleas like "I need my mommy!" I went to lay down with her, and she looked at me and asked, "Read scriptures?" I almost fell off the bed. But I quickly said yes and grabbed the Book of Mormon, and started to read a few

Neasy Gracenoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172893.post-75340719032259185422008-04-01T17:06:00.004-05:002008-04-02T10:01:46.264-05:00

Spring?It was 60 degrees today -- I went outside in shorts and t-shirts. I think I could actually see the snow melting, and some green is popping through in some places. Frankly, I'm surprised the grass made it through the winter, but then again, everything is hearty in the Northeast.Apparently all sorts of things are melting around here. My neighbor spoke to me today, for the second time

Neasy Gracenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172893.post-49553261658713365942008-03-31T22:27:00.000-05:002008-03-31T22:32:06.632-05:00

Tennessee, here we come!

Neasy Gracenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172893.post-46853650761916221542008-03-28T13:03:00.005-05:002008-03-28T13:14:28.642-05:00

NH's version of March MadnessToday's snowstorm (Yes, TODAY, March 28) moved us into second place. The competition is getting so close -- I don't know if I can handle the suspense. What competition you ask? Why, for the Snowiest Winter Ever Recorded. Seriously.I am so sick of snow I can't stand the fact that our move to Tennessee is still 28 days away. Will we see any signs of Spring before

Neasy Gracenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172893.post-71990670428526574782008-03-05T23:52:00.002-05:002008-03-06T00:33:47.259-05:00

Surprise FriendI stayed out late after YW tonight talking with a new, but amazing friend. The timing is ironic, to say the least. Surprising, even. But the most surprising thing of all is that we are more similar than we are different.Let me describe her so you can better understand my last statement. This friend is:Gorgeous (me, not so much)Thin (clearly, not me)Really connects with the YW

Neasy Gracenoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172893.post-90656839051776662792008-02-28T11:20:00.003-05:002008-02-28T11:39:57.609-05:00

Formula for whiplash sans a car1 Snowy, wet, slippery day+ 1 overexcited lighthouse touristmultiplied by 1 pair of worn plastic Crocsraised to the power of a large concrete slabEquals a slip, fall, and bonk on the head.I woke up this morning with a nasty case of whiplash, as well as swollen arms, legs, and rear end. I wish I could just watch reruns of Law and Order all day. Unfortunately, I

Neasy Gracenoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172893.post-25309341060015527732008-01-16T22:58:00.000-05:002008-01-17T22:24:49.792-05:00

Life Lessons from TVMonkSometimes you have to overlook people's idiosyncrasies to enjoy their talents.Magnum P. I.Befriend a wealthy patron who lets you live in his guest house and drive his sports car.For Free.Preferably in Hawaii.MacguyverAlways carry the following items: A paperclip, duct tape, and chewing gum.M.A.S.H.If you can't be near your family, make a new family from the people around

Neasy Gracenoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172893.post-13126529494780989862008-01-11T12:11:00.000-05:002008-01-11T12:18:26.694-05:00

Countdown to Utah!Paul has too many business trips! So, I'm coming early :)Countdown To

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First-in-the-Nation Primary Day!An unseasonably warm January day and tight races for both Republicans and Democrats will likely contribute to a record-high number of voters in NH today -- they expect 500,000, which is half the population. Think about that. Half the entire population, not half of the voting public. Take into account children, and this is absolutely astounding voter

Neasy Gracenoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172893.post-29589415290989536702008-01-05T12:41:00.000-05:002008-01-05T12:41:20.256-05:00

Ode to SnowbootsWhen 4 feet of snow in a month doth fall,Snowboots step in to answer the call.Like a mailman who delivers whether snow, sleet or ice,Warm feet in Snowboots makes outside rather nice.3-year-old Sami loves to play outsideOr get in the car and go for a ride.Before Snowboots, these activities were, at bestNever done, or done quickly, and without any zest.Now with Snowboots, I fear,

Neasy Gracenoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172893.post-61838238933828235232008-01-03T08:49:00.000-05:002008-01-03T08:52:19.948-05:00

BRRRRRrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!Temperature: 1 degreeWind Chill: - 14 degreesHeater: Not Working

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Change of AttitudeDusk at 4:11 pm, and the snow is falling hard, but strangely slow. The mix of evergreen and leafless trees outside my window give varying surfaces on which the snow accumulates: harsh branches with long, thin lines of white tracing the outline of each dark finger, and feathery green coated with a thick layer of powdered sugar. It's warm inside, I have nowhere to go, and

Neasy Gracenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172893.post-75281676751086819132007-12-21T23:14:00.000-05:002007-12-23T22:01:22.142-05:00

Defense of LDS faith in NY Daily News by Ken Jennings. Click Here

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Wishful ThinkingLaguna Beach in June, rather than New Hampshire in December during the 4th major snowstorm in 10 days....

Neasy Gracenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172893.post-69105983972907697892007-12-19T16:19:00.000-05:002007-12-19T16:23:57.235-05:00

Things I love about Winter in New Hampshire____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

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Pre-Nor'Easter InsanityI went to the grocery store Saturday before the big storm hit. I loathe to go to the store the day before a storm hits -- it looks like the pictures of Florida grocery and hardware stores before a hurricane: devoid of basic staples and practically sold out of everything else. But, Paul had been out of town until late Friday night, so I had no choice. My goal: get to

Neasy Gracenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172893.post-27883379815312135662007-12-14T15:43:00.000-05:002007-12-14T16:05:04.787-05:00

On Wintering in the Northeast without a GarageTools needed: Ice scraper/snow brush and shovel, for obvious reasons. Broom and dustpan -- the broom for swishing away large amounts of snow from your car (over 3 inches) and the dustbin as a makeshift shovel to remove even larger amounts of snow from your car (over 6 inches). An even temperament, for when you have a baby or young child who is sick

Neasy Gracenoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172893.post-39268685913015512622007-12-11T20:13:00.000-05:002007-12-11T20:15:03.859-05:00

Countdown To Utah

Neasy Gracenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172893.post-34036675908535211472007-12-07T16:12:00.001-05:002007-12-07T16:18:02.600-05:00

I would like to take a few moments to eulogize (sniff) my dear Phone. Phone worked hard -- she logged an average of 2600 minutes of use each month. She was abused by a three year old (and a thirty-three year old!) who regularly dropped, lost, and sometimes even threw her. She was neglected, running out of battery nearly every day and having to beg to be recharged. The nights left alone in

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Wells, Maine in late June of this year. Lord's Seafood is behind us, and we are waiting for a table so we can give Jacob the experience of eating Maine Lobster and Maine Shrimp. He didn't much care for the lobster, but he couldn't get enough of the Maine shrimp. They are smaller, but considerably sweeter than Gulf Shrimp, and I admit that I can't get enough of them either! I usually keep a

Neasy Gracenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172893.post-1107063396073275992005-01-30T01:34:00.000-05:002005-01-30T00:45:32.526-05:00

No deeply-seated reason exists -- selfishness is as shallow as we think it is.

Neasy Gracenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172893.post-1103309426791138112004-12-17T13:38:00.000-05:002005-01-14T18:15:04.360-05:00

Breastfeeding in public is somewhat legal but mostly socially unacceptable, so when I need to pump so my bottle-fed baby still gets all the great benefits of breastmilk, I tend to eschew public arenas. So, yesterday when I found myself traveling with a two month old baby and needing to pump, I was grateful to find a nursery area next to the women's restroom at Boston's Logan airport. It was in

Neasy Gracenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172893.post-1102263865938624842004-12-05T11:10:00.000-05:002004-12-05T11:24:25.936-05:00

I made $50 brownies last night. I pulled out the mix, put the water and the oil in the bowl, then realized I had no eggs. I was about to scrap the project, then my husband said he would go to the store for the eggs -- he really wanted the brownies! With a young baby (7 weeks!) in the house, I don't get out much, so my husband suggested I take the opportunity to grocery shop. Sounds

Neasy Gracenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172893.post-1099696947035180182004-11-05T21:04:00.000-05:002004-11-05T18:22:27.036-05:00

My 24-day-old daughter regularly develops hiccups, and I don't care what the child development books say -- they DO bother her. She may be sleeping, excuse the expression, like a baby when they start, and they wake her up, crying. Mind you, my daughter cries very little, so her crying over hiccups tells me a lot about how they affect her. I have tried everything I know to quiet the hiccups --

Neasy Gracenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172893.post-1099333506288890332004-11-01T16:22:00.000-05:002004-11-01T13:25:06.286-05:00

Breastfeeding trauma. Nobody talks about it until you are pregnant, and then it's too late. You see all these loving mothers who smile as they painlessly breastfeed their infant, and the message is clear -- breast is best! Even the formula companies know that. They forgot the first part of the slogan -- breast is pain.

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I am supposed to be writing my dissertation, but I am not really sure I can. It's funny, I started so many things not thinking I could actually finish them. Strangely, I did. Now I am staring at the front end of a dissertation wondering if I can really do it. Part of me says yes, part of me says no. I don't have multiple personality disorder, I just have multiple parts.

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