Tuesday, February 17, 2015

Time Flies Tuesday

Two Things I am Grateful For:

1) Good doctors that are always there for us.  We are very lucky to have a great doctor's office that takes good care of us.

2) Good kids that help out when they can.

Goals for Today:

I've decided to keep track of a few goals for myself each day.  This way I can refer to my list easy enough and keep track of my progress.  I'm only going to do two or three each day.  I can add or take things away depending on how the days goes.  

1) Do a little laundry.  That is never ending.  

2) Get Kevin to eat something like soup today.

3) Take the trash out from the bathroom.

Nothing too crazy today.  ~smile~smile~
From the Camera:

Isn't this a funny photo?  I had to share it.  I'm sure it's something from some phone app Kyle got a hold of.  I love the eyes.  This photo makes me smile. 

A Cool Video:

From the Heart:

In keeping with our theme, acts of kindness, here is another idea....

With technology becoming more and more advanced, as a society we get used to doing everything as quick as possible and getting everything we want instantaneously. When we’re caught up in the face-paced world of today, we often forget to stop to notice those around us. So next time you’re in a hurry in public, slow down and go out of your way to be courteous to everyone around you. When you’re standing in the checkout line, waiting to pay for your food at the grocery store or waiting to order your drink at a coffee shop, offer to let the person behind you go in front of you.


This is a great way to practice patience, a virtue that will carry over into all areas of your life. It’s also a simple way to make someone’s day memorable. Would you forget the stranger who went out of his or her way to make your day?

Step It Up

Make it a habit to offer someone your place in line or let them go in front of you at least once a day. You’ll be surprised at how many opportunities arise and at how practicing patience will impact your daily life.

Keep It Simple

Another way to practice patience and be generous to those in front of you in line is to be gracious about waiting your turn. Don’t complain or think badly of the person in front of you, even if they are taking a long time. Or when someone cuts you in line, try not to dwell on it.

From the Kitchen:

Banana Bread

½ cup butter
¾ cup sugar
1 egg
4 tsp lemon juice
2 tsp milk
2 cups flour
1 tsp baking soda
½ tsp salt
1 cup mashed bananas (2-3)
½ cup chopped walnuts (optional)
1 cup chocolate chips (optional)

Preheat oven to 350. Cream together the butter, sugar, egg, lemon juice, and milk. Add dry ingredients. Mash 2-3 (but probably 3) bananas in a separate bowl and then add them to the rest of the ingredients. You can add nuts and/or chocolate chips but I wouldn't. It's the best in its pure, unadulterated form. Pour into greased bread pan. Bake it for one hour, check it with a knife or toothpick. If the knife comes out clean then it's done. I think it's better in bread form (as opposed to muffins). Also, it's the best on the second day.

From the Spirit:

Forgiveness Will Change Bitterness to Love

By: David E. Sorensen April 2003
Of the Presidency of the Seventy  

I grew up in a small farming town where water was the lifeblood of the community. I remember the people of our society constantly watching, worrying, and praying over the rain, irrigation rights, and water in general. Sometimes my children chide me; they say they never knew someone so preoccupied with rain. I tell them I suppose that’s true because where I grew up the rain was more than a preoccupation. It was a matter of survival!

Under the stress and strain of our climate, sometimes people weren’t always at their best. Occasionally, neighbors would squabble over one farmer taking too long a turn from the irrigation ditch. That’s how it started with two men who lived near our mountain pasture, whom I will call Chet and Walt. These two neighbors began to quarrel over water from the irrigation ditch they shared. It was innocent enough at first, but over the years the two men allowed their disagreements to turn into resentment and then arguments—even to the point of threats.

One July morning both men felt they were once again short of water. Each went to the ditch to see what had happened, each in his own mind reckoning the other had stolen his water. They arrived at the head gate at the same time. Angry words were exchanged; a scuffle ensued. Walt was a large man with great strength. Chet was small, wiry, and tenacious. In the heat of the scuffle, the shovels the men were carrying were used as weapons. Walt accidentally struck one of Chet’s eyes with the shovel, leaving him blind in that eye.

Months and years passed, yet Chet could not forget nor forgive. The anger that he felt over losing his eye boiled inside him, and his hatred grew more intense. One day, Chet went to his barn, took down the gun from its rack, got on his horse, and rode down to the head gate of the ditch. He put a dam in the ditch and diverted the water away from Walt’s farm, knowing that Walt would soon come to see what had happened. Then Chet slipped into the brush and waited. When Walt appeared, Chet shot him dead. Then he got on his horse, went back to his home, and called the sheriff to inform him that he had just shot Walt.

My father was asked to be on the jury that tried Chet for murder. Father disqualified himself because he was a longtime friend of both men and their families. Chet was tried and convicted of murder and sentenced to life in prison.

After many years, Chet’s wife came to my father and asked if he would sign a petition to the governor, asking for clemency for her husband, whose health was now broken after serving so many years in the state penitentiary. Father signed the petition. A few nights later, two of Walt’s grown sons appeared at our door. They were very angry and upset. They said that because Father had signed the petition, many others had signed. They asked Father to have his name withdrawn from the petition. He said no. He felt that Chet was a broken and sick man. He had suffered these many years in prison for that terrible crime of passion. He wanted to see Chet have a decent funeral and burial beside his family.

Walt’s sons whirled in anger and said, “If he is released from prison, we will see that harm comes to him and his family.”

Chet was eventually released and allowed to come home to die with his family. Fortunately, there was no further violence between the families. My father often lamented how tragic it was that Chet and Walt, these two neighbors and boyhood friends, had fallen captive to their anger and let it destroy their lives. How tragic that the passion of the moment was allowed to escalate out of control—eventually taking the lives of both men—simply because two men could not forgive each other over a few shares of irrigation water.

The Savior said, “Agree with thine adversary quickly, whiles thou art in the way with him,” 1 thus commanding us to resolve our differences early on, lest the passions of the moment escalate into physical or emotional cruelty, and we fall captive to our anger.

Nowhere does this principle apply more than in our families. Your specific concern may not be water, but each of us on earth, living under the stress and strain of this telestial climate, will have reason—real or perceived—to take offense. How will we react? Will we take offense? Will we find fault? Will we let the passions of the moment overcome us?

From the Schmidt's:

Well, we made it through the night!  I was worried we would end up back in the Emergency Room last night.  Kevin started having pain and couldn't catch is breath.  Not good.  Friends asked me if he was sent home with a steroid and a nebulizer.  He was only given an antibiotic and sent on his way.  The problem is that he is on all kinds of pain meds and even with all of those meds on board, the chest pain is super bad.  I don't think the ER took that into consideration when they saw him yesterday.  In fact, I don't think they took much into consideration.  Arg.  Let's not get started on that again.  I did get a voicemail from the Patient Relations Group today.  I was just too busy to get their call.  Later today or tomorrow maybe.  

I stayed home to keep an eye on Kevin and to get him to his appointments.  He is not good and he has me scared.  That man!

Kyle and Curtis went out late last night to go an hang out with their friend Jose.  They have a lot of fun together.  They came home around 1 a.m. and checked in on their dad for me.  Later in the night around 2:45 a.m. Kevin was moaning in pain and calling my name again.  He was not good.  He spent the night up watching T.V.   He couldn't sleep because the chest pain was so bad.  When I got up to try and go to work this morning he was even worse.  So, I stayed home.   I bought a humidifier last night.  I thought I had a vaporizer somewhere around the house, but I guess we threw it away.  When I got to the store I had no idea there were so many options.  I was use to the heat from a vaporizer.  BUT there is a cool stream from a humidifier.  Who knew??  Love that!  So, we found one that would last for 24 hours continuously and bought that one.  You could spend a small fortune on one of these things.  Hopefully it does the trick for Kevin.  

Well, I need to go.  Time to make a little chicken noodle soup for the hubby, and figure out dinner for the rest of us.  You all take care and I will talk to you soon.

Quote of the Day:

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