Sunday, August 24, 2008

Vegas

Will and I just after we were married
getting into our new Honda Odyssey!


Just for fun last week, I decided to look up hotel rates in Las Vegas and came across a three star hotel on the North end of the strip for $29 per night. At this rate, I thought to myself, I could get two rooms, sleep comfortably, AND afford it! I couldn't pass it up, so I booked two nights for my family having dreams of a wonderful little get-away before school started.

I have a friend who suggested one of her favorite traditions: pack only one days worth of clothes and buy all your clothes while on vacation so that every time you where them you're reminded the wonderful vacation you had. Thinking this was a great idea I packed only one outfit for myself and our kids. (I did bring plenty of undergarments for myself to last four days even though we only planned on staying two.) With high hopes we set out on our vacation Tuesday.

Half way through our trip we stopped to get some food and noticed that our breaks were smelling pretty bad. The TCS light was on in the car. We have had our Honda Odyssey since we bought it new in '99 BEFORE we were married. We knew it wasn't going to last forever and had decided months ago that when something major (thousands of dollars to fix) happened that we would just sell it and get another one. We thought the car just needed to rest a while and we'd be alright.

We made it to our hotel and were parking when we came to a dead end in a parking garage. As Will tried to put the car in reverse nothing happened. We couldn't back up. The transmission failed. Luckily we were able to turn around and find a space that we could drive out of when we needed to. We knew at that point though that we were in big trouble. Our car was falling apart all at once. While trying to figure out what to do, we then discovered that the van wouldn't go past second gear, thus limiting our driving to no more then 35 mph. After that discovery, we knew we wouldn't be able to get the car back home. Our entire first day of vacation was spent trying to figure out what to do. Will spent hours around the strip (without driving) doing research on selling a car and buying another one.

Will was lucky to find an internet cafe that was just around the corner from our hotel. After using the computer, a friend that lives in LV took him around to look at cars. When he offered to pay for our friends dinner and reached for his wallet, his heart sank as he realized he had left it at the internet cafe (located in a pretty scummy part of town). Thinking he was screwed, he went back only to find out that the owner, whom Will had struck up a conversation with while he was there previously, recognized him immediately and said "Had you been anyone else and I not talked with you before, this wallet would have been long gone."

Reality set in the next day when I woke up and it dawned on me that we weren't near any shopping malls and I had only ONE outfit. We aren't wealthy enough for me to just blow my money on the expensive clothes they had in the hotel, nor was I bold enough to take all four kids with me to walk down the strip trying to find a place that I would be satisfied with. To make matters worse, we had to extend our stay in order to solve our car crises, which meant wearing that same outfit even LONGER! I was SO GLAD I had brought clean underwear. Usually when I pack I way over prepare. This time, of course, I didn't and suffered for it. Now, every time I wear that outfit I will be forever reminded of this trip...funny, huh?

Extending the stay: So, thinking I'm an expert now on Hotwire, I told Will to just book another night at the same "3 star north of the strip" hotel and it should be the same hotel as it has been the past dozen or so times we've done it. At the internet cafe down the street, he does as he's told like a good little boy. When he confirms it, the hotel that shows up is NOT the same one....it's a mile and a half down the strip from where we were! "NO WAY" I yelled at him when he tells me the news. You see, about an hour before this, Will drove the van to Car Max and sold it to them. This meant, we had no car to take us to a new hotel. When we found out that a taxi (even a van) won't take more than five passengers and it would cost us more than $20 just to get us a mile away ONE WAY, we decided to be crazy and walk ourselves. Each kid rolled their share of luggage and we set off.

That walk was like the modern day pioneer trek. It was freekin hot and not easy, but our kids were total troopers. Daniel nearly ran people over he was so excited to be going to a new hotel and Ariel didn't complain one bit when we made her haul one of the heaviest bags. Abi was the only one who pretended to be in such pain that she could barely walk herself. When we finally got there, we spent the rest of the day letting the kids have a blast at Circus Circus in their "Adventure Dome" which was way worth the money. (The beds on the other hand were some of the WORST beds I've ever slept on and I'm not a hard person to please.)

In my mind, there were a few reasons for this trip. Some of my family live in St. George and I was planning on surprising them by driving up and eating dinner with them. I also have a friend that lives in LV that I was going go get together with. I just wanted to do something different. So, I didn't get to see any friends or family, but it certainly was different. I'm so glad my kids were young and just thought that a vacation meant spending hours in a hotel watching TV, swimming, and doing almost nothing. It was great for them.

After much shopping on Will's part, we decided that the best idea was to rent a van that we think we might be interested in to drive back home. Will then realized that he had left his license with the car dealership that he sold his car to. Now, he had to take a bus back to the dealer to get his license. Then, he had to take a bus to the airport to rent a van. (This took several hours.) Meanwhile, I was in the hotel with all the kids. They jumped like crazy from bed to bed to entertain themselves. The girls must have spent an hour playing hair dresser with each other. Ani pulled every tissue out of the box in the bathroom and Daniel and I played tag with a squishy ball I had brought. It would have been hilarious to see what Supernanny would have said about my parenting skills that day.

We ended up renting a Chrysler and thought it had a lot of great features, but the overall feel was that it was just cheap. We listened to a high pitched sound, like air coming out of a squeezed balloon, the whole way home and couldn't figure out where it was coming from. We hated the van. That night, we drive it back to Palm Springs to turn it in and were told that because we turned it in "early" we had a $15 fee! Will, of course, laughed his head off and told the lady to take the charge off. She did.

Although it seems like a disaster, I feel really blessed that we made it to our hotel, were able to sell our van for a fair price, got Will's wallet back, and still gave the kids a good time.

So, now the question is what to do with our van situation. I like the Odyssey and Will wants a Kia. I say we compromise and buy a used Odyssey. Will says we should save our money, not buy anything till we have another kid, and just take two cars everywhere. Any suggestions?





Crazy kids at Circus Circus
Daniels favorite ride: The swinging Pirate ship
Ariel and Abi going on the Roller Coaster for the tenth time!

Our trek from one hotel to another!

One of the fun rides Ariel and Will went on.
My crazy kids again who can't seem to just smile in a picture!
My crazy husband who also can't just smile for a picture.
The good sport, Ani, who watched all the others have fun!
Abi and Ariel's' obsession with their stuffed dolls.
Ariel and Abi enjoying their first night in the hotel.
Daniel pretending to sleep....he just can't stop smiling!
Looking down from the top of the Stratosphere.
Daniel fell asleep just like this the first night.



Daniel on the mini roller coaster. Daniel, Ariel and Abi on the mini coaster.

Friday, August 8, 2008

Blessings in Disguise


Okay, so I knew it was bound to happen to me one day. After a wonderful day with my girls at Ikea in West Covina yesterday, I headed home in order to make it to Abi's ballet make-up day scheduled at 3:30. We were making good time. I was in the left lane going about 75 mph right near the temple in Redlands when, BANG, POOOF, I saw tire parts flying behind me....I blew a tire. I immediately put my emergency lights on and made my way over as quickly as I could to the far right lane. I had no idea what caused the blowout and the only thing on my mind as to get to a safe spot quickly. This particular stretch of the freeway had limited shoulder space. I wasn't in a good spot when I stopped, so I decided to creep up the shoulder till I found a gravel area right off of an on ramp. I felt lucky at that point to have made it safe off the road.


Now came the real challenge: changing the tire. It was the driver rear so I made sure I was way away from the road. With my flashers on I prayed that someone would stop to help me knowing it had been eight years since my husband taught me how to change a tire. (Yes, I am pathetic for all of you who can change a tire with their eyes closed.) I called my husband who told me as non-chalantly to change the tire as he would to flush the toilet. "It's not that easy, honey" I said as he explained he was in the middle of a movie and had to go. He told me where to find the spare and jack and I was on my own. I was SO SCARED that I wasn't going to be able to do it. I prayed that someone would stop.


I proceeded to unpack my INCREDIBLY packed car. (Remember, I had just come from Ikea which meant that I had NO ROOM in the back of my van...litterally....I'm not exaggerating.) Not only that, but I was wearing flip flops, capri's, and a white shirt. I had nothing to lay down to keep my knees from getting cut up from the rocks. Luckily, the spare was in the middle which wasn't so bad to get to. I got that out in no time. However, the jack was in the back, so unpacking I went. Ani was screaming and wanted to get out of her seat. Ariel and Abi were just excited to see something knew happening, but could sense my fear and were "on edge" watching me.


Just as I started unpacking the back, a Ford F-150 pulled up and two middle aged men jumped out and asked if I needed help. (It must have been obvious.) They proceeded to change my tire, give my kids water bottles and chips, and carry on a conversation with me in the mean time. They went above and beyond. It was like being served the finest cuisine in a restaurant. They were efficient, friendly, made my kids happy, and answered my prayers. They even gave me a rag to wipe my filthy hands off. Their names were Jay and Matt, work for All Surfaces Stone and Tile in Yucipa, and that's all I know about them. I'm definitely going to be writing a letter to their company.


So, after we were off again going 55 on the freeway the rest of the way home, I promised my very disappointed Abi that we would stop by ballet and find out if there was another time to reschedule her make-up day. After I explained to the receptionist what happened she said "Oh, you know what? We forgot to call everyone and tell them that the class was today at 4:30, not 3:30, so you have five minutes." My eyes widened and jaw dropped. You mean, because I had a flat tire, I am on time!? Abi was thrilled. Not only that, but because they had screwed up, only one other girl was able to make it, so Abi had a semi-private lesson!


I was so grateful that we had prayed as a family together that morning and asked that we be kept safe. Our prayers were answered. I'm so thankful that other people are out there who are willing and happy to help others. I know it could have been a lot worse. It actually turned out fantastic. I have been reminded that there are skills out there that I need to learn and that there are angels watching over us.

Sunday, August 3, 2008

Girls Camp

Because I am a convert to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints., this was my first year at girls camp. I was excited to go mainly just because I would be getting a break from my daily duties of taking care of a family. The fact that I would have fun activities to be able to participate in was an added bonus.


The first day I didn't sleep well at all. I was hot believe it or not. While everyone else was freezing, I was kicking my sleeping bag off. I didn't know any of the girls or leaders well enough to feel comfortable, so I wasn't. The second day proved to be much better. We drove to Meadows Park where there was a lake with a water trampoline and other water toys to play with. The girls had a blast. I spent the time coming up with a cheer to do for our hike the following day. Knowing that they were going to be judged, I tried to do my best to make it a "winner." I remembered a cadence done by a guy in the Navy so I redid the words and here's how it went....each line was repeated by the girls:

Hey, Hey, all you girls
Don't worry 'bout makeup and your curls
With those shoes on your feet
We're gunna be a hiking fleet
A hiking fleet
On the trail we'll meet

Hey, Hey, all you wards
put on your helmet and your swords
With that pack on your back
Choose the right and stay on track
A hiking fleet
Stay on track
and you won't lack

Hey, Hey, Mormon chicks
Don't forget your walking sticks
With that stick by your side
We'll get rid of all our pride
A hiking fleet
Stay on track
Get rid of pride
Lengthen your stride.

About ten minutes before we were to perform this "chant" Margo told me that there were certain requirements for the chant but she didn't remember what they were! (That would have been nice to know before hand.) I went over to the YCL's (Youth camp leader) cabin to ask about it. They handed me the paper that said the chant must have the words "hike, rainbow, hot, Myspace, and water" in it. I thought we were screwed! I'd spent hours working on this really cool chant and it didn't matter now because it only had one of the words in it, and a form of the word at that! Not only did I learn that, but it also had to have cheer moves in it! Dude, I came up with a military chant, not a CHEER! I decided to try and remedy the situation rather than sulk. Having already had the girls in a single file line for the chant, I decided to quickly come up with a formation to do a simple cheer move and add a few lines to deliberately include the required words. Here's what they did at the end of the chant:
I see rainbows
I'm so hot
I like Myspace
Water I've got


Cheesy? Yes. But guess who won the prize? That's right. We did! I was so proud of the girls. They did really well and kept a good attitude for scrambling at the last minute and taking orders from a frantic adult leader. What did I learn from this? First that I'm an hopelessly competitive person. Second, that it's so important to know the rules for yourself and not rely on other people. The spiritual symbolism: When you don't search the scriptures yourself and only rely on what others say, you can be lead astray. You must know for yourself firsthand the rules that Heavenly Father has set for us to enter into the Kingdom of Heaven or you'll fall short.








The third day we went on our hike up to a point called "Bertha." We were told that it was a 6.6 mile hike, but that half way through it we would stop and eat lunch. At that point, any who didn't want to continue could go back to camp. This was not your average "stroll in the park" hike. The pace was set by brother Lowell (an avid hiker) and the trail was full of inclines and rocky surfaces. It was tough to get to the half way mark. Several girls had to stop for inhalers and a few had a nervous breakdown. When we finally made it to our lunch break a few of our girls were very upset because they wouldn't be able to get "certified" that year unless they hiked 5 miles. The option was given to them to continue on 20 minutes, then go back so they would be certified. Our girls thought it would be too much for them and so they declined. With my competitive nature, I went the full way. I learned a great lesson in this hike as well. That 20 minutes turned out to be only five and the trail was completely level. It was the easiest part of the hike. The girls who decided to "endure to the end" and thought it would be difficult were blessed. It was an easy road. Life is a lot like this too. Sometimes we think that we just can't go on and right around the corner, unknown to us, is a wonderful stretch of blessings.


That being said, those of us who went on to Bertha Peak had a rude awakening. That part of the hike was flat out brutal. The inclines were treacherous and the pace was swift. To keep up with the others took EVERYTHING I had. Those that were in shape physcally or mentally found it to be tough, but certainly not impossible. Then there were those who were neither physically nor mentally prepared and they declined the challenge. I was somewhere in between. I'm not totally out of shape and I knew it was going to be a challenge, but I didn't think I would be out of breath the first long stretch of an incline. This part kicked my butt! My saving grace was having people all around me feeling the same way. Talking made the trek bearable. I learned through this that when you surround yourself with people who are going through life with goals like yourself and who are positive, you can make it through so much easier. It's possible. I finally made it to the top and was so relieved. If it hadn't been for my incredibly full bladder and inability to pee in a straight line, the hike down would have been outright glorious!


I had a massive headache after that hike and a pretty good sunburn on my head. Four ibuprofen and a nap later, I was alright.








The last day of camp we decided to get up early and take a hike to a place called "Testimony rock." I prayed and asked Heavenly Father to help me come up with a topic for the girl I chose to lead the lesson. This scripture kept running through my mind in Matthew 10:32 "Whosoever therefor shall confess me before men him will I confess also before my Father which is in Heaven." (Also found in Luke 12:8) At the time, I was thinking about how it tells us to share the gospel. When we finally made it up to the top, the assigned girl started pouring her heart out about how she didn't sleep at all last night after she realized what the scripture was about. She continued to tell the girls that she hasn't shared her testimony in four years. Her life was turned upside down when her Father went through problems (trying to commit suicide and mutilating his body). She failed school, ditched daily, and started having eating disorders. She struggled all night knowing that she needed to share her testimony, or what the LDS call "bear her testimony." She felt sick all night trying to come up with every excuse to not share this scripture. In the end, she let all of us know that she knew the gospel was true. She said her heart was softened coming to camp, and this experience totally broke down the wall she had built up for years. Here's the funny thing: I had no idea that she was having such a hard time. I didn't even put two and two together with the scripture having to do with bearing your testimony and hiking to "Testimony" rock. She read something into that scripture that I hadn't. This experience let me know that there is a Savior. That the Holy Spirit truly does testify of Christ. When you ask sincerely, in the Name of Christ, your prayers will be answered. You can't expect Christ to claim you in the end if you never claimed Him publicly before men. It's amazing that our church is set up in such a way as to monthly give the opportunity to everyone to "bear" their testimony. What an inspired blessing!








That night, we were able to perform a skit that we'd been working on since before camp. Lisa Caress came up with the idea of redoing the song "A Happy Working Song" from Enchanted. Both Lisa and I came up with a version of the song.
Here was Lisa's original:
Come my fellow friends
As we all sing a happy little working song
Merry little voices clear and strong
Come and dump all the drugs out So that we can clean up
Cigarettes make us throw up
As we sing along

Learning to choose good friends
As we cleanse a rebellious one
And it seems we just begun
With the new refrain
Of a happy working song

We’ll keep singing without fail
Inappropriate relations [they see the sign, shocked]
Getting rid of that male
And all those bad temptations
Ooh!

How we all enjoy letting loose with a little La-da-da-dong-dong
While we’re emptying the closet of
everything that’s wrong
A happy working song
Oo-ooh
A happy working song
Oh, if only it could be
One day be wor-thy
Of a temple marriage
Riding in a carriage
With a return missiona-ry
Is sure worth trying
Hey! Stop lying!

You could do a lot when you got
Such a happy little tune to hum
While you’re pondering what you’ll become
We adore each filthy chore Getting rid of cheating
With the Bishop you’ll be meeting
We’re a happy working song

Singing as we ditch potty talk
Those bad words need to take a walk
Sing along
As we get rid of what is wrong
As we’re finishing our happy working song!
Ah...wasn’t this fun?
Here's my original:
Come my female friends
As we all strive to live our lives worthy of
Entering the kingdom up above
Come take out your scriptures
So that we can learn how
to rise from the pettiness right now
as we sing along

Keep a smile on our face in the store
As we find clothes that will fit just right
Not too short or too tight
As we all recite
This happy mormon song

We'll be shining in the end
As stars in the moonlight
Here's things that we would recommend
If like us you want to shine bright
OOOHHH

If its tempting to get rich and be the best
Then I have a good suggestion
Humble your self and tithe your contribution
That's the evolution
Of a happy mormon song
Hmmmmm
a happy mormon song

Oh how strange people look at me
When I say I don't drink tea
I wonder what I should say
Here's what you can use as a reply
The wisdom's given from on high
and won't lead us astray
Try it! Just pray!

You can do a lot when you've got
a lot of friends who share your morals too
who build you up and like you for you
We're not all Molly Mormons
as some of you may expect
so friends though we're far from perfect
we're a happy mormon song

Singing as we drive the economic car
instead of the Miata that was cuter by far
sing a long
if you can not sing then hum along
as we're finishing our happy mormon song.
Ahhhh....wasn't that fun?
And here's the end result:
Come my female friends
As we all strive to live our lives worthy of
Entering the kingdom up above
Come take out your scriptures
So that we can learn how
to rise from the pettiness right now
as we sing along

Keep a smile on our face in the store
As we find clothes that will fit just right
Not too short or too tight
As we all recite
This happy mormon song
We'll be shining in the end
As stars in the moonlight
Here's things that we would recommend
If like us you want to shine bright
OOOHHH

If its tempting to get rich and be the best
Then I have a good suggestion
Humble your self and tithe your contribution
That's the evolution
Of a happy mormon song
Hmmmmm
a happy mormon song

Oh if only it could be
One day be worthy
You'd see me beaming
To have a fairytale marriage
Riding in a carriage
is what I'm dreaming
Hey! Stop screaming!


You can do a lot when you've got
a lot of friends who share your morals too
who build you up and like you for you
We're not all Molly Mormons
as some of you may expect
so friends though we're far from perfect
we're a happy mormon song

Singing as we ditch the potty talk
Those bad words need to take a walk
sing a long
while we're changing all that's wrong
as we're finishing our happy mormon song.
Ahhhh....wasn't that fun?

The girls did a great job with each part. I was so proud of them. The gist of the skit was that a girl sees all that is bad in her life and wants to change it. She prays and asks Heavenly Father to help her. She falls asleep and has this dream where all her "sins" are displayed: (Immodesty, Greed, Immorality, Impatience, Bad Friends, Judgemental, and Dirty Language). A princess and a maid come out and dust off the "sins" and turn them into virtuous qualities (Modesty, Charity, Chastity, Patience, Good Friends, Tolerant, and Clean Language.) When the girl wakes up, her life has been cleaned.





By the end of camp, each girl had gotten up to talk about their lives and let everyone know what they believed to be true. Some of these girls have a very hard life. It strengthened them to come to camp, and I think humbled those that have a fairly good life. All in all, it was an amazing experience and I feel so blessed to have been a part of it. I love these girls. I love the gospel. I love my husband for taking such great care of our kids while I was gone (even if he did forget one of the two things I told him to remember!) He's an amazing dad. I'm blessed.