Where I Come From...

Take a look at how I grew up. At Petunia's Patch blog. She is my sister. This is what we did growing up every spring. For those of you who are city folks, it is called branding - when you put your brand on them, (with a hot iron) vaccinate them, dehorn them, ear tag them, and make the bulls into steers. We also take the cattle to the hills - actually driving them with horses - not trucks - to where they graze for the summer. In the fall we would bring them back home, and put them in a field nearby for the winter months. When I was younger, I rode with them some because it was a day off school to help. But as I got older I liked it less, and would sooner prefer to help with the meal my mom always brought to the hungry cowboys. And although my sister and I are alike in many ways, this is one area we aren't,she loves it, and as you can tell, still wants to grow up to be a cowboy. I still don't know what I want to be...do I have to decide yet?

Run away Mia

Just when I thought the dog (mia) had the wireless shock fence figured out, she ran away again! All I can say, is that D has a lot of faith when he prays, and that Heavenly Father really does care about even the little things, like runaway dogs, and boys who love them. I am not sure how many more times this will happen, but am grateful to Heavenly Father who knows the faith and lessons that a young boy can learn when he prays and his dog comes home. Or, maybe the lesson is actually for me. Even when I don't make the best choice, Heavenly Father still loves me, and answers my prayer that a boy's prayer will be answered.

Good Things:
1. unconditional love
2. childlike faith
3. D

Courage and being Strong

I went to a movie this weekend. Yes, I went to a movie. I don't usually do that, it just kind of bores me to sit still for so long. Well, I don't think I will be going again for a long time. I should have gotten up and walked out, but unfortunately, I didn't. I guess I didn't have the courage. It makes me sad that I didn't, I apologized to k and b for not doing that. If I as an adult with my peers who believe the same things I do cannot get up and walk away, how can I expect my own children and young women to walk away. I was surrounded by friends who know what I know, and have the same values as I, but many times our teenagers are with peers who don't necessarily have the same values. I wish I would have acted on my instinct, and walked away. Next time I will, I don't like how I feel. I truly think that everyone there wishes they were the one who stood up and walked away. I am convinced that if one person would have, the rest would have followed. I wish I would have remembered what someone once told me. "When ever there is a Nephi who stands up for what he believes, there will always be a Sam who follows." I commit to be that Nephi in the the future, whether it is a movie, or something else. How can I talk about courage to my young women when I don't have the courage to do the right thing. I suppose that is what repentance and the atonement are all about.

Good things:
1. Recognizing wrong (even when it is too late)
2. Repentance
3. Those who walk away

Something to say.

Sorry for the lack of blogging, or maybe no one reads me anyway. But I just haven't had anything to say. The same old stuff sometimes gets boring, and who wants to read about what we do all the time. So since I use this as a journal, I sometimes put in my thoughts and opinions. (as you may have noticed) That will come next. But here are a few...

Good Things:
1. enjoying "phantom of the opera" with k and b
2. eating really good food
3. seeing things turn green