South Carolina primary voters give Newt Gingrich a win.  This is the man that has been married three times and had two affairs.  Did they forget about their own disgraced governor, Mark Sanford, who had an affair and made the state officials and its citizens embarrassed by his actions?  I didn’t watch the Nightline interview with Gingrich’s ex-wife #2.  I didn’t have to. It was all over the news before it ran.  She was not sad, but angry.  Did this style hurt her and help him?  People don’t like revengeful women, well unless you watch the popular ABC show, Revenge, but other than that women are not to complain.  I do wonder why Marianne Gingrich would be surprised that her then husband was having an affair.  He had an affair with her while married to his 1st wife, his high school geometry teacher and 7 years older than him. Isn’t there a saying that goes once a cheater, always a cheater?  I do know one thing and that is Newt Gingrich should be sending Nightline and Marianne Gingrich roses.  They certainly deserve a thank you for his win on Saturday night.  Gingrich is explosive. He is  a good debater. He knows his stuff. He was a history professor after all.  After winning South Carolina he is flying high to Florida.  It certainly keeps us news junkies yammering for more.  Ultimately it comes down to one thing, who can beat Obama?  Right now, I honestly don’t know.  Will it be Gingrich with his in your face style and two brainwashed daughters? Romney with his I know business and I can get this country moving again but don’t ask me about how I make my money because I don’t know? Santorum, who even for me is too conservative, who plans to stay in right to the bitter end? Or Ron Paul who has nothing better to do then run for president?   If I had to bet, I might place money on all four.  This is going to be one heck of a ride.

Man, my last post was kind of a bummer.  That is no way to celebrate 100 posts.  Things are looking up.  It’s January and so far so good.  So far we’ve had a birthday and a baptism.  Now that is certainly the way to start off the year. Another great way to start off the year is to read the scriptures.  My family is reading the Book of Mormon this year.  We have been reading a chapter or so a day.  With an 8 year old and a 4 year old, we stop a lot and ask questions. We also use the Scripture Stories DVDs that are an excellent resource to help them understand better. They aren’t fancy, but they sure make things clearer for the boys.  We also started having more consistent family prayer.  It is funny that simple things like scripture study and family prayer can bring such a difference to our home.  The boys still argue sometimes, but they are more apt to help one another.  I don’t feel so stressed out.  Well sometimes, I do, but it’s my own doing.  I know that we all must face trials.  I look back and I have faced some big ones.  I have always come out maybe a little weary, but always for the better.  I know this year will bring its share of trials, but with faith there is nothing I can’t do.

I am officially at 100 posts! Who knew I had so much to rant and muse about.  As 2011 is another year gone by,  I have been thinking a lot about the year that was.  I probably say this every year, but it seems like this year really zoomed by.  It seems the overall sentiment for 2011 is so long and don’t bother writing.  It wasn’t a great year.  Mother Nature had a lot to say. Earthquakes on the East Coast and in Oklahoma, a killer tsunami in Japan, fires, extreme drought and flooding.  The presidential race started to heat up.  I know which way I want it to go, but I am sure how it will end.  Occupiers, countries collapsing and no jobs seemed to be a theme for 2011. No wonder people just wanted to stay in bed.  I know I did.  Personally, we had a missionary go out into the mission field.  We are so proud of her and her decision to do something that most 20 years old don’t even think about – share the teachings of Jesus Christ.  We moved.  It was a tough one, but it wasn’t far and we have adjusted.  There has been some heartache, but nothing that can’t be cured.  I am hopeful this new year of 2012.  There will be changes for us, one of which will be huge, but we have faith.  Faith is something you have to have, I think, in order to survive.  Many may disagree, but I know my faith has gotten me through and it will continue in 2012.  I leave you with a verse by William Arthur Ward –

“Another fresh new year is here . . .

Another year to live!

To banish worry, doubt, and fear,

To love and laugh and give!

This bright new year is given me

To live each day with zest . . .

To daily grow and try to be

My highest and my best!

I have the opportunity

Once more to right some wrongs,

To pray for peace, to plant a tree,

And sing more joyful songs!”

Happy New Year!

So right there on the blog postings is Something isn’t right.  It keeps staring at me as if to say I told you so.  Yes, Herman Cain has put his presidential bid on hold.  I don’t think he will probably resume his bid either.  I still think there is something fishy about all of the allegations that were directed at Cain.  He may have made it through Iowa, but after that he probably would have ended up getting out of the race.   It is amazing all the hullabaloo and then the guy steps away and we don’t hear another word.  If I was a conspiracy theorist, I make think there is more to it.  Was the media out to get him?  Who knows, but I stand by my earlier post.

I could write about Herman Cain and the scandal that is brewing and keeping MSNBC happy. I could talk about the Occupy Wall Street protests and the protestors that don’t seem to know what they want.  I could write about it’s getting cold here and how excited I am to go to Oklahoma for Thanksgiving.  But I won’t.  I want to share a side I haven’t yet.  I have a friend that has a blog called Tales of a Trophy Wife ( www.trophyw.blogspot.com).

She is very crafty and has been featured on many different craft blogs. She has the neatest ideas and she’s really good with a needle and thread.  I have to admit it makes a little green with envy. I wish I could be so good with a sewing machine.  She has inspired me so I thought I would share some of my creations I have made.  Thanks, Tara. You have inspired me to be more crafty. 🙂

I have been reading, listening and watching the new distraction in the Republican race for the presidency — Mormons are a cult.  There are so many more things that the Republican candidates need to be worried about and it certainly does not include whether two of their potential candidates are members of a cult.   Being a member of the The Church of JESUS CHRIST of Latter-day Saints, I have heard this term slung around.  I never pay much attention because I know better.  I know what and who I believe in.  The thing I don’t understand is why there are those out there that still believe this.  Just go look at any LDS chapel and the words Jesus Christ are right on the building.  Do people think it’s a front for something else?  I am beginning to think so.  Being from a small town in Southwestern Oklahoma,  we knew what was going on in some of the churches in town.  Instead of saying anything, we just kept doing what we always did and that was be  good citizens of our small town.  There is an organization in town called Church Women United.  This organization meets twice a year and holds luncheons with speakers in different churches in town.  I am pleased that the LDS Church has been host many times and will host once again in November.  My mom is the treasurer for this organization.  She said it was really neat to see the faces of the women come into the church and see all of the pictures of Christ adorning the walls.  She said it was like a light bulb went off in their heads.  These are the type of experiences we need to be making.  Mormons do not need to address those who use names that are negative.  The pastor that started this whole thing may wish he hadn’t.  He has started a firestorm of people wanting to know what LDS believe.  It is also heartening to see the many positive columns and comments made about this whole distraction.  I really don’t care what church someone attends.  I really believe that this world would be a much better place if we all stood up for what we believe in, show compassion and service to our fellow man and love those around us.

If you want to learn more about The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints go to http://www.mormon.org 

As I was laying in my bed suffering from a terrible case of strep throat, the executive director called me.  He told me he was truly sorry for his words.  He tried to explain what he meant, but I didn’t really believe it.  However, he did call me and did apologize so for that I am glad.  Being an executive director of a non profit organization has to be a slippery slope.  So many people from all different backgrounds and one comment where foot is inserted into mouth and bam that’s it.  Of course, he didn’t lose his job and that was not my intention.  I just wanted to bring it to the attention of the organization and hopefully to his.  That was accomplished.  Being involved in organizations that can potentially help people, find a cure for an awful disease like Crohn’s and getting the word out about the disease is empowering.  I could have very well written off this experience and never thought about CCFA again, however, I want to help because I am a sufferer of Crohn’s.  It doesn’t define me, but it certainly is a part of the puzzle that is me.  I hope this never happens, however, next time I want to able to make that snappy comeback and move on.

Last Saturday, I participated in my first ever Take Steps, Be Heard Crohn’s and Colitis walk.  I was excited. Through the generosity of family friends, I raised $295.00.  The big day rolled around.  The skies were threatening rain, but it only sprinkled.  When we got downtown to the civic plaza it was empty.  There were people there, but I was expecting a whole lot more.  So despite the very low turnout, I was determined to make the best of the day. I met the new executive director for the southwest chapters.  He seemed really nice.  He has Ulcerative Colitis.  He told me he is passionate about finding a cure for the diseases that we at times make us suffer.  I was impressed.  After the walk in which myself, my husband and boys walked at the pack of the small group, there were sandwiches and chips.  There was a lot of food leftover.  Obviously a lot more people were expected.  The executive director asked if I knew of any group that could use the sandwiches.  I said well sure.  We could give them to the homeless.  Unfortunately, there is a large homeless population in Albuquerque.  He looked at me and said don’t feed the animals.  I was shocked.  I just stood there.  I didn’t know what to say.  I said well we usually try to help as much as we can.  I think he knew what he said was not pc and if he was making a joke it wasn’t funny.  After that comment, I just wanted to get out of there.  I took the sandwiches and the box of chips and we drove down to the Rescue Mission.  My husband went inside and asked if they could use them.  They said of course.  There were men, women and children waiting for dinner.  Two kids ran up to him and asked if they could have some of the food.  Those were the animals the executive director was talking about.  I kick myself that I didn’t say something.  I just couldn’t get past it.  After two days, I finally emailed the national walk coordinator whom I met at the walk.  I got a quick response. She was at another walk in North Carolina, however, she is going to call me.   I just can’t imagine anyone let alone an executive director of a non profit organization saying something so insensitive.  Did I do the right thing? What would you have done?

On my way to work at the Medical Society of New Jersey that morning of September 11th, I was zooming up I-95 heading to Trenton, New Jersey.  I remember thinking to myself what a beautiful day.  It was the perfect day.  The sky was so blue and there was not a cloud in the sky.  I got to my office and someone told me that a plane had hit the World Trade Center.  I thought it had to be a small plane like a Piper Cub or something.  Out of curiosity, I made my way down to the break room where a TV was showing the building.  As my co-workers and I stood there watching, a second plane hit the other tower less than an hour away from us.  We all stood there transfixed.  My brain was racing trying to figure out what was going happening.  We all slowly went back to our offices.  Sometime later, my husband called me.  He told me the Pentagon had been hit, too.  Nothing made sense.  He also told me that I might not be able to get home that night.  We lived on an Air Force Base and the base was in lock down. Later in the afternoon, we heard about Flight 93 crashing into a field in Pennsylvania.   It was so hard to make it through the day.  Somehow we all did.  I made my way back down I-95.  I was able to make it home that night, but not after having my car searched and my ID scrutinized.  When I drove down the tree lined street of the main housing area it struck me that no one was outside.  It was so quiet.  We usually could hear the airplanes taking off, but that day the runway was silent.  Giving my husband and stepdaughter a hug, I sank into the couch.  For the first time that day, I cried.  I cried for the people killed and their families.  I cried for my country, the United States of America.  I felt hopeless. I wanted to go and help comfort those who were missing love ones.  The only thing I could do was pray.

Ten years ago today, 9/11 occurred.  To me it feels like yesterday.  The emotions that I felt, I still feel.  It is so important for us as a nation to remember this day.  It is a day of remembrance and reflection.  We need to teach our children about this day.  There are some that say 9/11 is a day of service, but it is not.  It is a day of remembrance and always should be. Tomorrow, 9/12, when our country forever changed, is a day of service.  Let us not forget how we felt on 9/11, but also don’t forget how you felt on 9/12.  As we remember and reflect, we grow stronger in our resolve to make the United States remain the greatest country on Earth.