I have two news-sources: KSL.com and People.com. It's fascinating, really, and rare is the day that I don't check both of them (in my defense, I do check actual news first, froth news second). I just read about the space launch to check the hubble telescope that took place today. I used to be passionate about going into space for myself, but for the last twelve years or so I'm pretty much great with pretending outer space, weird things at the bottom of the ocean, and bad people don't exist.
I'm pretty sure that if you told me the earth is flat, I would be just fine about that. I don't see how people in China aren't upside down, anyway (I mean I see it, I just don't see it). Can you imagine being blasted off the face of the earth at ten billion miles per hour? Yikes! And guess what. They had a back up shuttle to go up and rescue the astronauts just in case they were hit by debris, because apparently the hubble telescope is in an orbit littered by our satellite junk. I don't know how I feel about us trashing space. Seems like if it was my planet, I'd be pretty upset about that. I also (in my earth is flat attitude) think I don't know how I feel about the hubble telescope. Ben says it's good, because Heavenly Father wants us to learn. He must be an earth is round kind of guy. Which is surprising, because if Ben were a color he'd be brown and if I were a color I'd be purple. And yet our earth shape philosophies are diametrically opposed! Hm. There's this quote from President Eyring that says as married couples we should celebrate our similarities because they make us love each other, and celebrate our differences because they perfect our abilities as a couple to serve others. Good thought. I try to remind myself about that when I feel violent towards my spouse because he is a mother's day wrecker.
He is a nice boy, everyone likes him.
Also, I now know, thanks to people.com that Cybil Shepard (that's right, the crazy actress who used to date Elvis and is now post-menopausal and still crazy) blames the "Mormons and the Catholics" for passing Prop. 8 in California. Well, Cybil, thank you for that. I love the Catholics so am happy to be lumped with them, especially if it means telling you to stick it, you crazy woman! I just don't get it. Go eat some pie, Cybil, and just calm down. (Hm, pie. I think I need some, too.)You know what? If all of you would just post more often, I wouldn't have to check people.com at all! Do it for me and my intellect, if for no other reason. Won't you?
I did something naughty. I got myself a present. It is a fancy new calligraphy pack from Costco (I am constantly amazed at what they get there). I have always been interested in calligraphy, and my mom got me a book and pen a few years ago which I have enjoyed. So when I saw this pack, I just had to get it -- even though I didn't have to get it. I just had to get it. So I did. I am also plotting to get the "Diary of a Wimpy Kid" series next paycheck. Those look absolutely charming to me. I'll let you know how that goes. In the card I send you with my personal calligraphy all over it.
Oh, Marie, Marie. I'm just visiting with myself now 'cause I'm borderline crazy woman and don't want to vacuum. Vacuum, shmackuum. Also, 'cause you might want to know, we put in an offer on the house but they had already accepted one. In five days on the market. Hahaha, that's hilarious! So we just put in a backup offer and now I wash my hands of the whole affair forever. I also refuse to victimize all of you with my crazy house rants, so I'll just let you know when or if we ever move into a new house. You'll know 'cause I'll send you a notice of address change in a fancy card self-calligraphied (new word, made it up myself).
Here is the most amazing fact. Prepare yourself:
Did you know the hymn/song "Beautiful Savior" was written in the twelfth century? Can you believe that?!?! It is one of my all time favorites. If I was my Granny -- precious woman -- I would tell you I want it sung at my funeral. Since I am not Granny, and I don't plan on going to meet her on the other side for many many years, I'll just tell you how much I love it. I am so glad the primary kid's are learning it, because there is nothing more wonderful then hearing my five year old singing "Beautiful Savior ...hmmmmhmmm... Son of God and Son of Man" in his clear little voice all over the house. I will now share with you the lyrics for your uplifting:
Fair is the sunshine, Fairer the moonlight
And all the stars in heav'n above;
Jesus shines brighter, Jesus shiners purer
And brings to all the world his love.
Fair are the meadows, Fairer the woodlands
Robed in the flowers of blooming spring;
Jesus is fairer, Jesus is purer.
He makes the sorrowing spirit sing.
Lord of the nations!
Son of God and Son of Man!
Thee will I honor, praise, and give glory,
Give praise and glory evermore!
-- anonymous, twelfth century
If only I could express myself like that. So beautiful and touching. Thank you, wonderful expressive Christian from the twelfth century.