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What to blog about, that seems to be what I think about a lot. Especially after reading every ones blogs.

I have ran dry. I haven't even wanted to do flashback Fridays or anything.

Emma told me yesterday that I need to blog, so here it goes.

As of this week I have I have been trying to play Guitar Hero. For some reason my mind and my hands are not coordinated. I may have to play "easy" forever. I wonder if this will up my brain age.

I am learning how to knit. My girls have really taken off with this and made some amazing things. I am making a dish cloth and am afraid that is taking me too long. I might have to knit on "easy" forever also, not so sure if this will help my brain age.

Some ladies in my ward are playing volleyball a couple of times a month. I figure the more I move maybe the more I'll lose, ha ha. It is fun though and I have enjoyed it and look forward to more.

I talked my walking buddy into training for a half marathon. Not sure if we will get it done this year or not but we will keep at it. We walk four miles every weekday. I am also trying to jog every so often just to see how far I can go before I feel like one of my lungs will burst or my heart will fall out of my chest, I can go about a mile and a half. For someone who hasn't ran for years that isn't bad, I hope.

Those are a few of the things I have been up to. My kids are on spring break right now. I love spring break, I get to sleep in! 7:30 or later is a fabulous time to wake up. We are going swimming today and rollerskating on Thursday and in between I am going to force my son to do his scouting (yes I know I shouldn't force him, and that he should do all that scout stuff on his own, I say show me a boy that does scouting all on his own and I will..............probably not believe you). Make Hope get her senior project done before company comes and try hard to get Jackie to hurry and finish some of her Personal Progress and hopefully get her homework done before Saturday :) Doesn't that sound restful and fun :)

Hope

Eighteen years ago today, I became a mother.

I had no idea what that would mean in my life at the time.

Looking back, it has been the hardest and the greatest thing I have ever done.

I was able to help make a person, a great, wonderful, beautiful person and I am blessed to say I am her Mother.

Happy Birthday Hope! I love you!

Dancing

Last night the youth, from the three wards that meet in our building, had a combined activity. A couple came from another ward and taught them how to dance.
When I first heard what they were going to do, I was a little concerned because most of the YW in our ward have told me they do NOT want to do anything with dancing.

The man taught them and then he would show them what the dance was supposed to look like with his wife.

He had the YW stand against one wall the YM against another and then he made them tap out the beat of the music and then walk to the beat and then he told the YM how to ask a girl to dance and then he had them do it. It was interesting to see the looks on the YM faces and the YW faces. Looks of shock, surprise, Horror ;). It was great. A bunch of boys and girls ran from the gym. This didn't stop the guy he just went to it and taught them a few things and then had them do it and then he would add music and then after a song he would teach them some more and have them do it. He would have the YM change partners, he told them to never leave a date standing alone, the YM and YW had to walk to another couple and the YM would ask the other YW if they would like to dance. It all went very smoothly I thought. It was great and he really took the time to explain things to the youth. The only thing that was bad was that there were about 10 YM without a girl to dance with, my son included.

He didn't mind ;)

Heroes

I like giving blood.

Some people don't, and I used to be one of them.

My first time "trying" to donate was a disaster (to me). It was at Women's conference and there were thousands of women donating. We walked in they gave us a name tag with little boxes to be checked off as we moved through the process. I did fine until they took my blood pressure, it was a little high, they asked me if I was nervous. Ummmm nervous is a nice way of putting how I feel about needles and most things medical. My blood pressure didn't go down so they wouldn't take my blood.

Giving Blood became my shame. I was so embarrassed because I couldn't do it. It took me some time but then I set out on a mission to overcome my fear and embarrassment.

Second time donating blood, I dragged my friend along. We didn't have a lot of time because she had a Kindergarten student and we drove together (that way I couldn't get out of it). We go, I passed the blood pressure test and they took my blood. It didn't end so easily. I got light headed and this little tiny nurse (probably 4 foot something and only weighed 90 lbs.) wheeled my lounge chair over to the side and made me sit there for a long time. My poor friend had to wait for me. So that is two embarrassing stories.

Third time donating. I passed everything again :) I decided to let them know that my last time donating I got light headed. The embarrassing part is that the person taking my blood says in a loud voice "Could I get some help, laying her down?" Then they put my lounge chair down so that I am out flat. I have never seen any one else do this but it works for me. I don't get light headed and I can leave.

Why am I telling you all about this. Because I think donating blood is a very good thing, you save lives! Isn't that amazing! I can't be a doctor,nurse or EMT because I faint at the sight of blood but I can give blood and not watch :) Give blood, it makes you feel good! Kinda like a Hero!