This is a little creepy but a pretty song nonetheless.

Help!

I have a confession to make. I’m addicted. To what you ask? Two things actually: CCCBs and eBay.

Chocolate Covered Cinnamon Bears are the delight of the universe and I can’t get enough of them. My dealer brings them to me almost weekly from his underground suppliers to feed my addiction. This is a major problem. I have figured out the source of this addiction: I relate to the delectable treat. Both of us are a perfect balance of sweet and spicy and in the shape of something cute and cuddly. Never mind the fact that you bite the poor bear’s head off. Now that’s I’ve figured out the problem, I just need to learn to stop!

As for eBay, well, that’s another problem altogether. A bigger one in fact. All of a sudden the Bidding button on my mouse keeps taking control and overpowers my ability to refrain from the incessant online war that results in injury to my credit card. I will not mention my recent purchases as they are gifts for others (at least I’m getting a start on my Christmas shopping) as well as a few spoils for myself (like I said, I can’t resist). Someone help me!

Are my problems significant enough that I should consider rehab?

Roc the Mic Right

I've been reading a book for class called Roc the Mic Right that deals with the culture and language of Hip Hop. It's an interesting book though I wouldn't recommend it. However, it did contain this absolute gem! (quoting a Hip Hop artist discussing the Cipha, or verbal battle ground where they duke it out in rhyme and invent all kinds of new words. Here is a conversation by the artist using some of the unique Hip Hop terms)

What’s crackulatin, pimpin? I was choppin it up wit my playa-potna last night on my communicator—then we got to marinatin, you underdig—and I come to find out that the homie has so much fedi that he was tycoonin, I mean, pimpin on some real boss-status, you smell me?

Stay tuned for the translation... :)

Oh, and Happy Friday the 13th! 13 is my lucky number so maybe this will be my lucky day. My paper is mostly done so the day can only get better :)

NFL OWNER, PAUL ALLEN, of The Seattle Seahawks Speaks Out on Mormons

Paul Allen, owner of the Seattle Seahawks and the Portland Trail Blazers and co-partner with Bill Gates in Microsoft, wrote this editorial in the Santa Clarita, California newspaper:

I have heard and seen enough! I have lived in the West all my life. I have worked around them. They have worked for me and I for them. When I was young, I
dated their daughters. When I got married they came to my wedding. Now that I have daughters of my own, some of their boys have dated my daughters. I would be privileged if one of them were to be my son-in-law.

I'm talking about the Mormons.

Blessings Galore!!

What a gorgeous week we’ve had! Granted, I’ve spent most of it inside :) but I try to steal a few minutes out each day to store up sun before winter. The beauty of each day and my Relief Society lesson on Sunday about gratitude have put my many blessings at the forefront of my thoughts. I am just SOOO grateful for life! I have been so blessed and I thank the Lord every day for the wonderful and abundant blessings I have been given. I will spare you my list, but it is long. Thank you to each of my friends that have truly touched my life. Thank you family for your constant love. And thank you Heavenly Father for joy and life and, well, EVERYTHING! Thanks for sending warm days in November postponing the winter woes. :)

During testimony meeting on Sunday, many people got up and also expressed gratitude for the sun and warm days. Then, our Elders Quorum President got up and said that the Lord loves them in rainy Oregon, too. All I can say is, I’m grateful for sun and I’m especially grateful I don’t live in Oregon! :)



Here's my family out enjoying the beautiful leaves and weather. I have the greatest family!