my post today...

Did you guys watch The Office last night? Wasn't that funny? Oh my- I was laughing so hard- maybe I was just going through Office withdrawals but Chay and I giggled through the whole episode. Pam is so going to hook up with that guy at her art school.

My computer has a virus and Keith, my bro, has been working on it- but he has been really busy lately- so I don't have patience to even open up my laptop...it is so incredibly slow. I try every now and then thinking my computer will miraculously work again- nope- it took me 5 minutes to upload to this posting page...sigh. Plus I am not in the mood to write much.

Narlene is a lady in my mom's ward. She was staying with my mom yesterday while Dad was at the doctors. My mom had Narlene call me. My mom was crying on the phone telling me she was afraid she was going to die before I got there. She kept saying "I need to see my April before I go" she was obviously being irrational and actually didn't even remember the conversation when I called her later that afternoon. She always asks me when my flight comes in...she is very excited to see me and the girls...

The other day I wanted to talk to mom about the economy and politics. When I called, Dad answered. He asked me what I wanted to talk to mom about and I said, "the economy..." my dad quickly said, "she doesn't even know what the economy is April...you can't talk to her about stuff like that anymore" I told my dad to stop being a control freak and to be a little more positive- I then said, "Dad, I can talk to my mom about anything I want" My dad as loving as he is, has always been kind of degrading without even knowing it. He is full of compassion and service towards his family, yet us kids and Mom too, all know he survives and defends something within by using sharp belittling words to others- I had to give him a lesson the other day on how to talk to Mom- how to change his wording so it is positive yet while still accomplishing his original motive...I don't even know why I am writing this- I am seriously rambling. It's just that Dad is taking this hard right now. He serves my mom around the clock and I think he is getting tired...

so anyway- I did talk to my mom about the economy. I just pretend nothing is wrong with her mind, believing I will get through somehow and guess what Mom said back to me, "April, we have been told for years to get out of debt...I bet some are wishing they listened to the prophet." so who says I can't talk to my mom about the economy?

off subject: So yesterday when the girls were done with their lunch, I carried Julia back to her room to go night night...and when I returned to the kitchen to get Kenzie cleaned up and ready for her nap- I saw this: (and of course I panicked "where's the camera? where's the camera?)