Trying to think, but nothing happens!

Greetings and Salutations!!

Here it is the first Sunday in December and I am actually writing on my blog!! Don't you feel special?

The title of this blog is something a high school . . . or was it college . . . computer repeated over and over again when it froze. Recently, I have been thinking it frequently!

This week has been an interesting one. My brain has hit the end of the trail. I don't know if it's the end of the semester or . . . the end of the year.  I don't know what. Last Sunday I had the opportunity to go and hang out with a dear friend. We chatted, laughed and had a lot of fun. Then she took me home. I left my phone on her table. She lives about 20 minutes from me. If I were to drive. Two hours from me on a bus. Gratefully, my loving parents came to my rescue and took me up to my friends house, and back. as they drove away my mom quipped that she hoped I had everything. I laughed, got out of the car . . . and promptly left my cell phone in the car. I didn't realize it until after they had driven away. My parents brought it back to me. Oh but wait, it gets better!

So Thursday I took the bus to school. I met a really nice bus driver. It was just he and me on the bus. We chatted. He dropped me off. I had a huge presentation that night in class and so I was keyed up. (I'll have to tell you about that later.) The next morning I was getting ready and couldn't find my planner which doubles as my wallet and triples as my BRAIN! I wasn't all that surprised because my room is a disaster. So I searched. I searched. But, I couldn't find it ANYWHERE!  My friends were with me and we prayed. Hard. We went to school . . . hunted. I called the bus people and they had me call back 2 hours later. They had it. They said I could either go up to Miramar . . . which was a three hour ride on a bus. Or I could pick it up at the bus stop, from the driver who picked it up. The only problem was that I was in the middle of the bay on the Coronado ferry and I was with someone from out of town who had their schedule planned so well that we really couldn't get out to where that bus goes. AGAIN my loving mom saved me! She went over to the bus stop. waited for that bus and then talked to the nice bus driver and retreived my lost brain---showing her ID which has the same address on my ID. Gosh! Oh wait, but that's not all!

Yesterday I had the opportunity to go to the temple. As I was leaving I was walking away and  . . . thought, "So do I have my planner?" I searched my bag for the silly thing. Didn't find it! So I went back into the locker room and, Lo and behold . . . there it was on the shelf in my locker! Ta DAH! (That would have been a three hour bus ride. AND it saved my loving mom from driving somewhere else to find something I'd thought I'd had, but didn't.)

Today I  couldn't find my sunglasses anywhere. Bummer. They're prescription. I am basically way beyond just blurry vision. I don't have money to replace them either, which is unfortunate because since all that ECT my eyes have been very sensitive to light. VERY sensitive! I'm talking more than just squinty because it's bright outside. I'm talking hurting. When you walk everywhere during the day. Wait for buses for long amounts of time . . . well, you get the idea. Gone. (sniff.)

This morning I had the opportunity to interpret for a one on one RS training meeting with the Stake RS Presidency. She picked me up at 8am. I wasn't ready, so I brought my makeup and put it on in the car. When I was finished applying the face, I couldn't find my glasses. Blurry! I looked through everything . . . and surprise . . . couldn't find them. Looked  . . . finally I found them in my makeup bag. I guess I need to get a smaller bag!

Anyway, the meeting was very nice. Our new RS president is amazing. She was a member of the Church for 3 weeks when she was called (one . . . maybe two months ago). It is an exciting experience to watch the Lord work through her and with her as she grows into her calling.

On my way home from Church I was asked to make a call, but I can't find my phone. I searched all through all my backpack and . . . you guessed it! I couldn't find anything. AGAIN! the Branch President's wife, who was taking me home, called her hubbie and asked him to get the number for the RS President's video relay number, so I could call her when I got home. I think I left my cell in her car, I thought I remembered turning off the phone's ringer so I wouldn't disturb the meeting. The branch president looked for my phone at the building.  The wife gave me a nice big handful of nuts to snack on while she ran inside somewhere and handed me her keys to wait for her. I threw something in my mouth . . . from what I thought were the nuts and came down hard on a mouth full of keys. Man, I'm grateful I have strong teeth. It must be something to do with that wonderful dentist I told you about in August . . . or was it September. FLOSS!

When I got home I found the phone!! It was on my bed. I couldn't believe my luck! so I contacted everyone and let them know, so no one was worried. Then . . . I got a call. My friend had found my sunglasses! YAY! And much to the relief of my loving parents, my friend brought them over, so I didn't have to ask anyone to retrieve them from anywhere.

Things are going great out here. I love school. This semester has been so fun! There is nothing like learning about what you are already passionate about. I can't believe that this semester is almost over. This coming week is the last week of class. Just a test and a research paper left to do. (But I'll tell you about that later)


So didn't you love the First Presidency's Christmas fireside. I was laughing that Pres. Uctdorf quoted Dr. Seus . . . extensively.

Anyway, not to be commercial . . . but . . . okay I will be.

I opened up a little store online at Etsy.com It is a place where I can sell some of the jewelry I've made. You might find something you or a loved one would love for Christmas. Look at voces.etsy.com It's just something I've taken up that I've thoroughly enjoyed.
Well, I want to share something with you guys . . .

Yesterday I had the opportunity to go to the temple. Attendance was very low. The session I went to, I was the only person there. I guess it was because so many people are busy with the holidays. Anyway, as I sat there in the assembly room looking around, no one came in. I was sitting there and a temple worker came up to me and said, "if we can find a brother, would you mind . . . ?" I smiled. Later, this little old, wrinkled temple worker with a huge smile on his face came in and sat next to me. He was a man I'd served with a lot in the temple and one of my favorite people. The longer I sat there in the session, thinking about how they had searched for someone at the close of the shift to do a session with me, it occurred to me that even if I (or anyone) were the ONLY person to come to earth and have a mortal experience, our Savior would have gladly come and sacrificed for me to give me the opportunity become exalted like our Father. I literally just stood all amazed at the end of that session. It was a wonderful experience.

Keep that in mind as you think about your Christmas season, remember who you are and why our Saviour came. And have fun with your family!
 
Love, MOPS