The Call

No, Poodle's Mission Call has not yet arrived! It has been 8 days (not counting Thursday) since it left Salt Lake. She is on Pins and needles! Everyone she sees asks her if it has come yet, and everyone I see asks me as well. The Stake Presidents says that if it doesn't arrive by Thursday, he will call Church Offices himself.

And put us ALL out of our collective misery!

Thanksgiving Traditions

I was talking with Poodle Wednesday night about our family's general Holiday traditions. She felt that we have no traditions because we do not have large family gatherings any longer. She only vaguley remembers the family dinners when both her grandparents were alive, and most certainly does not remember the huge family gatherings on New Year's Day that we had before my brother and his family moved to Pennsylvania.

The New Year's Days festivities were ideal--there was something to do for everyone. TV, computer games, pot luck food, and tons of room for the kids to play indoors. We used the church building, put up the dividers so the kids had 2/3 of the cultural hall, and we had the other 1/3 for visiting and setting up the tables. For only 4 famililies there were plenty of people: My parents (2); my sister, her husband and their 7 kids (9); my #3 niece and her daughter (1) [I counted the niece as one of my sister's kids]; my #1 niece's boyfriend (1); my brother, his wife and 5 children (7); and of course myself, my husband and our 5 children (7). That's a total of 27 people. Of course we had turkey and all the trimmings, presents and lots of conversation. The last one we had ended abruptly when my #3 niece spit in my face. We left abruptly, and the party ended. We never got together again, and I lost my desire for large family gatherings after that.

Later, we had smaller gatherings--just my parents and our children. One particular year after Sheep had run away from home and we had no idea where she was, or even if she was still living, being in a celebratory mood was very difficult. That December 24th Sunday, Sheep called. She refused to talk to anyone except Fox. She never asked about anyone in the family, not even her baby sister, Poodle. My heart broke. As we were getting ready to sit down to Christmas Eve Dinner, the phone rang. It was my brother. He had been in an automobile accident that morning and his youngest son had been killed. No one felt like eating That Christmas dinner.

Now that our children are all gone and away, it seems rather pointless to 'celebrate' in a large way. Sometimes traditions are just too painful.

Now you know, Poodle, the 'rest of the story'

Pack Meeting

Well, I went to my first Pack Meeting tonight to which my Den belongs. What a culture shock! When Pack Horse was in Cubs, there were about 10 dens at least in the Pack. We had to meet in a school cafeteria, and even then sometimes there were too many kids! There were only 8 cub scouts there--TOTAL! It was almost not worth the time to attend! There have got to be some major changes made! Gurrrrrrf

All About Nothing

Ok, my children think that I 'need' to blog something new! Don't know why! lol It has been only 3 weeks.

I have been struggling with my new calling. I was pretty excited to be called to cub scouts. I do miss my kiddos from school, and this enables me to be involved in a fun way with kids. Unfortunately my co-leader has missed the CO in the leader part. She was called as Den Leader, I as ASSISTANT Den Leader. Too bad she also missed the memo about ASSISTANT. I have been left out of the loop completely for over 2 months. If it doesn't get better soon, I'm so going to the bishop and request a release or something. It is frustrating because nobody seems to know nothing about nothing at all!

So there you go kids, a new blog.

About nothing! lol

love mom