28 January 2008

The Count of Monte Cristo

The reading of The Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas has been a huge undertaking encompassing several months (1243 pages). I loved the movie and was expecting a book in similarity. I should know better. The book is always better than the movie. As I neared the end I couldn't help but compare it to a similar story in the Bible about Joseph. Both characters were betrayed by people who were supposedly close to them: Joseph by his brothers, Edmond by a man he worked with. However, Edmond chose to seek revenge while Joseph sought forgiveness. At the end of the book I concluded by the following words Edmond wrote to Maximilien Morrel that he wasn't content with the vengeance he inflicted. It didn't bring him the happiness he thought it would. Also, several times throughout the book he justifies his actions by saying he is only doing God's will.
"Tell the angel who will watch over you, Morrel, to pray sometimes for a man who, like Satan, momentarily thought himself the equal of God and who, with all the humility of a Christian, came to realize that in God's hands alone reside supreme power and infinite wisdom. These prayers may perhaps ease the remorse that he takes with him in the depth of his heart."
One suggestion I leave is to write down each character's name and how they are in some way connected to the Count. It started to get a little messy in the middle, and I couldn't always remember how certain characters figured in the story. Several times I had to go back and reread certain sections to refresh my memory.
I LOVED THIS BOOK! And will include it as one of my most favorites.

27 January 2008

slave labor

I've had 2500 envelopes sitting on my floor, waiting for me to stuff. One of my duties as treasurer of the Stansbury Park Community Association is collecting voluntary dues from all the residents to help pay for the different events we sponsor throughout the year. Every time I looked at those boxes of envelopes, my tongue would start to dry up at the thought of stuffing and licking every one. I did get about 500 done until . . .

one day the light bulb came on.

Hirelings: my kids, their cousins, some neighbor kids
Job description: stuff envelopes
Pay rate: a penny an envelope
Cost of slave labor: $17.91

19 January 2008

Still going . . .


I'm seeing the light at the end of a very long and dark tunnel. My reading of The Count of Monte Cristo is nearing completion with only 250 pages left to go. What!, you say. 250 pages? That seems like the beginnings of a novel not the ending. Well, this book is a mere 1243 pages :)

A full synopsis will have to wait for another day until I'm finished. But I feel I can honestly say at this point DON'T READ THE CONDENSED VERSION.

12 January 2008

Jr. Jazz Basketball

Erik participated in his first Junior Jazz basketball game today. He made several baskets, and after each one would turn (with his hands in his pockets), look to where we were sitting, and give us a huge grin. . . . And then we would have to shout at him to get to the other end of the floor and guard his man.

He tells us he's going to play for the Jazz some day. I guess it runs in the family because I remember having the same goal. ONLY I was going to be the first girl to play for the Jazz. Dream Big!

10 January 2008

O Remember, Remember

"When our children were very small, I started to write down a few things about what happened every day. I was supposed to record for my children to read, someday in the future, how I had seen the hand of God blessing our family. I wrote down a few lines every day for years. I never missed a day no matter how tired I was or how early I would have to start the next day. Before I would write, I would ponder this question: 'Have I seen the hand of God reaching out to touch us or our children or our family today?' As I kept at it, something began to happen. As I would cast my mind over the day, I would see evidence of what God had done for one of us that I had not recognized in the busy moments of the day. As that happened, and it happened often, I realized that trying to remember had allowed God to show me what He had done.

More than gratitude began to grow in my heart. Testimony grew. I became ever more certain that our Heavenly Father hears and answers prayers. I felt more gratitude for the softening and refining that come because of the Atonement of the Savior Jesus Christ. And I grew more confident that the Holy Ghost can bring all things to our remembrance—even things we did not notice or pay attention to when they happened."
--Henry B. Eyring, "O Remember, Remember" Ensign

I loved President Eyring's talk and have recommitted to be more diligent in ending each day in thanksgiving. I started a gratitude journal a year ago and averaged an entry every couple of weeks. But with the hustle and bustle that comes with the holidays, I let it slip, and so I am resolving to write a little more frequently. Here's a top 10 list of some things I was grateful for this last year in 2007.

Have I seen the hand of God reaching out to touch me or my children or my family today?
1. For a washer and dryer to do the bulk of my laundry for me, giving me time for other things.

2. I'm grateful for email that allows me instant communication and allows me to stay in contact with my family.

3. What would life be like without good music . . . I mean good piano music. I love to play my favorite CD of piano solos. It calms my soul and brings me peace. Piano music speaks to me.

4. I'm grateful for the consistency we've had with family scripture study. Because of that consistency, I'm grateful my kids decided by themselves what was important and were reading scriptures together while I was out shoveling snow. I was quite surprised to walk in to the house and see all four sitting on the couch with their scriptures. They had made it through the first column and it was only 7:10 in the morning.

5. I'm grateful for President Roberts who paid me a wonderful compliment today, telling me that I was a wonderful mom and to keep doing what I've been doing.

6. Today was absolutely gorgeous. I went to the temple early this morning and got to enjoy the serenity of the morning as the sun came up. We went for our first family bike ride of the year. So I guess I'm getting ahead of myself. First, I'm grateful for sunrises. Second, I'm grateful we all have bikes and have somewhere fun to ride them.

7. I'm grateful to the Lord for helping me become a better morning person. I love getting up early, going for a walk or a run, and reading my scriptures. Morning is the hidden treasure of the day.

8. Reading a book by Sheri Dew, she said something that kind of hit me hard: "Most people who have ever lived in this world have faced their trials with no access to the fulness of the gospel of Jesus Christ." How thankful I am that I have been blessed the gospel to help me through my trials.

9. AIR CONDITIONING! Okay, it got hot. I remember growing up and when it got hot, we had fans and then the day we got a swamp cooler, we all huddled underneath it. How wonderful was that!

10. Garbage man. I'm grateful that someone is willing to pick up and haul away my stinky garbage every week.

05 January 2008

A Seamons Variation of

BEGINNING:
Grandpa got rolled over by his grand kids
Sleeping in the tree house Christmas Eve
It was rumored he was snoring loudly
A curse he got from Grandma Ju-lie.

VERSE 1:
Uncle Matt had his potato gun
And a can of Right Guard too
The sound was driving him bazonkers
And we all woke up to hear a loud kaboom.

Cousin Cohen started crying
And Makayla started too.
Katie woke and commenced singing
Bu-t Nat and Miss slept through the noisy zoo.

VERSE 2:
Reedy took one look at Matthew
And decided he was done
Reed was tired of losing fingers
So he confiscated Uncle Matthew's gun.

Christmas morning found a present
On the hearth for Uncle Jake
It was the spud gun of Matthew's
Angie gasped and said you'll shoot your eye out Jake.

VERSE 3:
Tyler was a little angry
He had wanted that gun too
So he made a barter with Jake
for a Code Red Dew and hot pink Hula-Hoop

Christmas night found Grandpa quiet
Grandma Jules was noiseless too
Brittney couldn't stand the silence
So she took that gun and made a loud kaboom.

BEGINNING:
So the moral of our Christmas story
Get some earplugs now before you sleep
So tomorrow we can have some fun
With all the presents underneath the tree.

(composed by Kiersten, Erik, Nate, & Ashlyn with help from their mom; performed Christmas Eve 2007)

04 January 2008

Abbey Road




at sunset,
looking towards downtown,
with our youngest understudy faced the WRONG way!