Prop 8!

Prop 8 campaigning was an amazing experience for many, especially me. I had the opportunity to serve the Yes on 8 cause with many members of the Terra Vista Ward. During my service I was able to make very good friends, many of whom I expect to be friends with for the rest of my life. I was able to see the immense good in people. I was able to identify and appreciate the dedication and sacrifices of Terra Vista sign holders. We stood out at intersections every day for over three weeks. (not on Sunday though). We had two shifts of sign holders for most days. Many people did double duty, holding signs both in the morning and evening.

We had many people honk for us because they liked our cause. We had many people honk for us because they thought we were cute. We had some flying objects thrown at us because people thought we were hateful and bigoted. Go figure, we the peaceful baby toting, time devoting, stay at home mothers, students, hard working husbands and volunteers.... were hateful. Oh the logic.

We had our large 10' banner ripped right out of our hands by a man who claimed "we were taking his rights away by standing and holding our sign". That was poor logic at best.

Unfortunately, I am finding that my "gay" tolerance has decreased because of the terrible harassment toward us as Christians and Latter Day Saints. There are a couple of people that I know who are homosexual, whom I have the greatest respect for. Those people would not have been among the violent, hateful, foul mouthed protesters.

To all of you that held signs and dedicated so much time, money and efforts to passing prop 8, Thank you. Thank you for your friendship, hard work, dedication and service. Thank you for allowing me to get to know you and most of all, thank you for your friendship.

I have joined the "Blog" group

I have always thought the term "blog" sounded stupid. When I don't like the sound of a word, I usually avoid everything about the word. In this case, I avoided setting up a cool looking page with pictures for everyone who cares, to view. So, I still don't like the word or term "blog". However, I don't like Myspace, and facebook is not visually interesting to look at. My options are decreasing, thus I have ended up with a "blog". Another word I avoid and refuse to say is "winningest" It is a word...Google it! I can't think of a more ridiculous word. That sounds like a word a 2-year-old would use when excited about winning Chutes and Ladders three times in a row. There are a number of other words that I refuse to associate with but I will end the list there. I am smart enough to know that if you are reading this, you did not visit my blog to learn about my weird hang ups. You obviously visited my blog to view pictures of my beautiful children, handsome husband, and our good looking relatives!

I have heard that blogs are a great tool for keeping a journal. I keep a personal journal but have often found myself amazed at the number of misspelled words! I would hate for my posterity reading my journal after I am gone to think I was dim. I am simply a product of public education after "spell check" came around. So, I am committed to keeping a blog for my grand kids and great grand kids to think I am smart. ha.

I will begin with Halloween pictures from 2008. James was a bull and Shea was a ghost and witch. Shea was a ghost for Trunk or Treat and a witch for Trick or Treat.