More Holiness Give Me: Appreciation for husband Sunday the 29th

Sunday, August 1, 2010

Appreciation for husband Sunday the 29th

Could somebody please tell me if there should be a comma in that sentence? It drives me crazy. I need to google the comma rules.

Yesterday I went on the death march....opps.... I mean hike... with my family. As I mention yesterday, I was suffering through the whole hike. Every time Corey would turn around to check on me he would encouragingly, and sweetly do this....

and I would be doing this.....

and this....

which up close looks like this...

aaannddd this....

and this....

and sadly....this....

I don't think I smiled sweetly back, not even one single time!

But he kept smiling nicely at me.

Also, he was so proud and happy I made it. I think if I was him I would have been annoyed that my wife let herself get so out of shape. But he was not. I thought it was really generous of him.

Also, can I say that last picture is really not me crying. I promise. Maybe complaining but not crying. I mostly reserve crying for when we are camping and getting ready for bed. I always cry then.

Also can I say after looking at these crazy pictures I totally regret wearing the Kermit the frog shirt. My bad.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...: Baaahaaahaaa! This made my day ! All you have to do is substitute my picture for yours in the whole post....;(; August 1, 2010 at 2:42 PM
Unknown said...: Agreed! HILARIOUS! Who ever said we couldn't complain along the way. . .; August 1, 2010 at 5:35 PM
Sister Savanah Jo Ward said...: Love it! And comma before and after Sunday, I think! (Not that I even noticed until you said that!); August 2, 2010 at 8:37 AM
Knudson said...: I lauged my butt off! Thanks for the good read! Your made my day!; August 5, 2010 at 3:26 PM
Susan said...: Mary said...I'm happy you are supported and loved so much-he's a really good guy:)

Kelly said...Laughed once again! You are a hilarious ! The whole hike was good for me....;) I laugh about your issue with commas because I have the same issue but love to add "" to everything!

Kim said...HAHAHA! I love it!

Tiffany said...I love it !!! I love it!!! I love it!!! Your blog is just wonderful!!! Always so honest. I adore you. Sorry, it did put a smile on my face and a little chuckle.

Rebecca said...Susan! I laughed so hard! I love it! and I love the kermit shirt!

Sherri said...Susan you did a great job! You are a trooper :) Glen Beck would be so proud! Frank & I are still laughing. You are halarious!; March 25, 2011 at 7:28 AM

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I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails.I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp.I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbors children.I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden.I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder.I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived." — Marjorie Pay Hinckley

When the real history of mankind is fully disclosed, will it feature the echoes of gunfire or the shaping sound of lullabies? The great armistices made by military men or the peacemaking of women in homes and in neighborhoods? Will what happened in cradles and kitchens prove to be more controlling than what happened in congresses? When the surf of the centuries has made the great pyramids so much sand, the everlasting family will be standing, because it is a celestial institution, formed outside telestial time. The women of God know this. --Neal A. Maxwell

I know it is long but it is life altering!

C.S. Lewis- Meanwhile the cross comes before the crown and tomorrow is a Monday morning...It is a serious thing to live in a society of possible gods and goddesses, to remember that the dullest and most uninteresting person you can talk to may one day be a creature which, if you say it now, you would be strongly tempted to worship, or else a horror and a corruption such as you now meet, if at all, only in a nightmare. All day long we are, in some degree, helping each other to one or other of these destinations. It is in the light of these overwhelming possibilities that we should conduct all our dealings with one another, all friendships, all loves, all play, all politics. There are no ordinary people. You have never talked to a mere mortal. But it is immortals who we joke with, work with, marry, snub and exploit - immortal horrors or everlasting splendours. This does not mean that we are to be perpetually solemn. We must play. But our merriment must be of the kind (and it is, in fact, the merriest kind) which exists between people who have from the outset, taken each other seriously - no flippancy, no superiority, no presumption, and our charity must be a real and costly love, with deep feeling for the sins in spite of which we love the sinner - no mere tolerance, or indulgence which parodies love as flippancy parodies merriment. Next to the Blessed Sacrament itself, your neighbor is the holiest object presented to your senses."

"Women of God can never be like women of the world. The world has enough women who are tough; we need women who are tender. There are enough women who are course; we need women who are kind. There are enough women who are rude; we need women who are refined. We have enough women of fame and fotune; we need more women of faith. We have enough greed; we need more goodness. We have enough vanity; we need more virtue. We have enough popularity; we need more purity." Margaret D. Naduald

" Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine as children do. It's not just in some of us; it is in everyone. And as we let our own lights shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others. -Nelson Mandela-

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Sunday, August 1, 2010

Appreciation for husband Sunday the 29th

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