Why I love January

In Washington, the land of perpetual rain, it seems like we have 2 seasons, the wet season(winter and spring) and the not so wet season(summer and fall). In the dark and wet days of January the highlight of this season is when the seed catalog arrives or is available online. This is the time I dream of bright spring days with the smell of blooming flowers on the breeze and warm summer days when the garden is in full gear producing lots of yummy treats for our table.

Since moving to our current home 2.5 years ago we have not had a garden. This is mainly because our back lawn is full of nothing but crab grass, weeds and lots of clay soil. Our plan is to tear up all the grass and have a load of garden soil delivered. We then plan on building raised beds for the garden. We would also love to have some raspberry vines and blueberry bushes. Hopefully I'll have room left for a rosebush or two. My greatest challege will be keeping the squirrels from digging up all the seeds I plant, I've already lost a few of the black tulip bulbs I planted.... the greedy little squirrels were not happy with the peanuts we left out for them and decided that my tulip bulbs would give them a nice variety in their diet. We can only hope that this is the year I will succeed in all my gardening plans.

And then you have teenagers

When my children were small I thought they would never grow up, time seemed to stretch on forever. Diapers and bottles were part of our everyday life. I was constantly tripping over toys and always cleaning up some mess. Then one morning I woke up and found that my sweet little boys had turned into something entirely different... I had TEENAGERS!!! It seemed like I always heard statements such as:"Mom you just don't get it" or "Mom but all the others guys stay out late, why can't I" and the much loved phrase "When I have kids I won't tell them what to do all the time" Their personalities seemed to morph into something so strange I wondered if aliens came and got my children and put others into to replace them.

Through all the trying times, many tears, and holding my breath my children have become something I never expected; they have become my friends. In each of them I see traits of my parents, my grandparents, siblings and yes even myself. When I'm having a bad day one of them will do something goofy just to make me smile. Each of them are developing compassion and gratitude which at times I wondered if they would ever think about someone besides themselves. In short my kids are amazing! Now that doesn't mean they never drive me crazy, they do that often. There are times I wonder "how did my parents ever survive raising me? Then I think "oh yeah when I was giving birth to them I must have pushed out some of my brains in the process" Going insane is the hard part... once you're there it's pure bliss.

The answer to the meaning of Life, the Universe, and everything

The Answer is 42(Hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy) Seriously though, how many of us have wondered about the meaning to our lives? I thought today would be a good day to outline my spiritual beliefs. We are members of the Church of Jesus of Latter Day Saints... Yep the Mormons. I am convert to the church. Which really suprised my family, as in brothers and sisters. Having grown up in a non-denominational church I had some of the basics. I knew that Jesus was my savior, that he died to save us from our sins. That if we repented that we would go to live with him when this life was through. There were many unanswered questions, questions that no pastor or church leader could give me. There was always something missing that I couldn't quite put my finger on. Through the years I had many LDS missionaries come to my door, they too could not answer some of my questions. Finally I met Ben, my husband to be, I asked him the questions about faith that I had asked countless pastors and missionaries. He would go home and study the scriptures until he found the answers to my questions. I agreed to go to church with him. The second time I went to church with him it was general conference( The LDS church has a world wide conference twice a year) I heard the president of the church also known as the prophet Gordon B. Hinckley speak. The Holy Spirit whispered to me that this was a man of God. As I prayed to receive answers to my questions, The Holy Spirit had shown me that within Christ's true church I would find the answers I was looking for. I became a member of the church in October of 2004.

Since that time I have learned that I am a beloved spirit daughter of my Father in Heaven
That I was sent to this earth for a purpose. I now understand the atonement of Jesus Christ like I never did before. I have been married to my sweetheart in the Holy Temple for time and all eternity. What a wonderful feeling to know that not even death can severe our marriage covenant. I know that Jesus is the Christ, the Son of the Eternal Father, that he loves us and wants us to become more like him.

I can't believe I'm doing the blog thing!!

As I sit here writing the first post to my very own blog I keep asking myself "What do I have to offer to the world of blogging?" My life is crazy hence the title Life in the crazy lane. I choose to be a domestic goddess(AKA a housewife) even though I have a college degree. I have been blessed with an amazing husband who comes complete with lots of quirks and flaws. We have 3 sons age 20, 18, and 17. Raising kids in this day in age is not easy with all the crap the world throws at them. Somehow though, we have managed to instill some good sense into them, but as far as they are concerned, we are still pretty stupid. My days are kept filled with baking, sewing, refereeing the kids to make sure our house stays standing and such frivolous things as making soap. (OK is it really making soap if you buy the melt and pour kind at the craft store) Oh well, I dont care, it works for me. For those who might scold me for my writing skills and such: Get a life!