Another Carny Act

Ladies and Gentlemen, Boys and Girls!

Step right up to observe and witness the AMAZING SHRINKING WOMAN! You will be able to speculate and read with awe along with the rest of the crowd, “Can she really do it?” “Is this feat humanly possible?”

The answer: YES, I tell you…Yes!

No longer will the unwashed masses assume along with her that her clothes dryer is shrinking all her clothes. No longer will the conspiracy theorists blog about China attaching size 12 labels to size 4 Petite clothing. The AMAZING SHRINKING WOMAN will attempt to use self-control, sugar-control, carbs control, and exercise, exercise I tell you, to SHRINK back into her wardrobe. She will become the svelte toned woman she was when she attended a wedding. Which wedding you ask? Why, back in 1972, and her daughter, Brittany’s, wedding back in 2001.

Is she doing this for fame, for glory, for world acclaim?

The answer: NO, I tell you…No!

She is doing this for 3 reasons: 1) ennui 2) a new decade and 3) slow acceptance of the fact that she cannot wear sweat pants to church.

So there you have it. Once again, another New Year’s resolution sent out over the internet. Exactly like the resolution last year. But this year there’s more motivation.

And what is that you ask?

The answer: The AMAZING TRIPLE CHIN!

HAPPY NEW YEAR MY FRIENDS!!!

Finding Mercy in the Season

With great sadness I received a phone call today tenderly informing me that the husband (truly one of those rare men of greatness and humility) of one of my dearest friends passed away suddenly this morning. My heart has been heavy. My hands hang down. My tears cloud up my contacts.

I went to the San Clemente Stake Christmas Concert tonight looking for music to lift my spirit, particularly as the shock of the news was beginning to wear off and my emotions were coming forth in waves.

It was already crowded in the large hall, but as I looked for a seat for one, I heard a friendly voice, say, "Joyce, come sit by our family." I was so surprised but pleasantly so that someone had noticed and asked me to join them. And yet because they were even farther back from the front from where I started to sit down they said, "Hey, you'd probably get a much better seat up closer. There's always room for one." And so there was. I walked up towards the front and an usher seated me next to a darling woman who was very friendly as we soon discovered that I'd been close friends, in fact almost roommates, with her sister-in-law at BYU. It was fun to play quick catch up before the lights dimmed.

The music was beautiful, the voices talented, and the energy palpable from the program. But with the closing number from the childrens' choir, my heart felt heavy again as reality set in, and I thought of my friend and her girls and her grandchildren, that will miss their husband, and dad, and grandpa so much. After the closing prayer I quickly excused myself as I was feeling a little emotional when out in the lobby I heard my name called again, "Joyce, Joyce!"

I stopped and turned around and there was a very dear friend from Atlanta that I hadn't seen since 1987. She was visiting her daughter that lives in my stake. I received all of her children's wedding announcements (she has 11 kids) over the years and every Christmas card, and so it felt like I'd just seen her, and she certainly didn't look 20 years older. Just as cute and darling as ever. We had a nice quick chat as I mentioned I was leaving to drive up to Sacramento tomorrow. She promised that the next time she's in town visiting we'll get together, along with her husband.

We hugged goodby. I walked to my car. I looked out over the lights of San Clemente and around at the Christmas lights on the hills around me and I knew--that not a hair on our head or a sparrow falls without our Heavenly Father's awareness. He is mindful of my friends in their grief. He is mindful of me in my sorrow. He is mindful of all of His children. He has a plan, a divine destiny for each one of us. Some of us finish our earthly journey sooner than others. I read the following quote this morning before I went to church. Little did I know a few hours later how much more it would mean to me tonight. From our past beloved prophet and LDS Church President, Spencer W. Kimball in Faith Precedes the Miracle:

"I am positive in my mind that the Lord has planned our destiny. Sometime we'll understand fully, and when we see back from the vantage point of the future, we shall be satisfied with many of the happenings of this life that are so difficult for us to comprehend".

And all because our Savior, the little Lord Jesus, the babe in the manger, studied, grew up, walked the earth, served mankind, and sacrificed His life for us. And then He lives, He lives who once was dead, He lives our ever-living head!

Flights Of Fancy With Two Santas

Yesterday Chelsea and I took Sawyer to visit with Santa Claus. As you can see he is now officially one year old.

Nannie Joy to the rescue

Who was that guy anyway?

After that we drove to Santa Ana, official county seat of County of Orange, to get a copy of Sawyer's birth certificate and apply for a passport for him. The passport agency is in the old courthouse, apparently built around 1910 or so. When you walk in the red brick building it feels like a step into the past. There were a few couples hanging around applying for marriage licenses. Also, a few friends of these happy couples taking pictures.

When Chelsea filled out the application for Sawyer she put height-24". Which reminded me that Brittany applied for baby Juliette's passport about 6 days after she was born because they have a post-Christmas visit to Cancun coming up. She filled out height-19", hair-brown?, eyes-blue? It's a pretty safe bet that she won't look like her photo even 30 days after the application is processed. My passport expired in October so I had renewed it the month before. Needless to say I didn't look like my photo either from 10 years ago. A little more lines and sags and jowls in the new picture. Fortunately, the new passports are so encrypted and encoded you can't really see your face anymore anyway.

So what's with our obsession with passports? This is the way I see it. What if someone calls and says "Come to Paris tomorrow" and the only thing holding you back is your passport? That would be tres mal, n'est-ce pas? Tres terrible. When Paris is sending forth its siren song I pay attention, or as my French teacher used to say, "Mademoiselle Joyce, fait attention!" And my response, "I believe, I believe!"

Gratitude

(Spoiler Alert! This post concludes with a photo display like the 4th of July fireworks finale--are you ready for the show?)

For the month of November I posted on Facebook 30 days of gratitude. They were as follows:

1. Grateful for "Fall Back".

2. Grateful for technology that let's us see everyone's Halloween pix and share in the fun.

3. Grateful that I can feel connected to my mom just be eating one of her classic. breakfasts...grapenuts, a sliced banana and a bowlful of milk.

4. Grateful for great-great grandparents who "were truly a pioneer family, ever generous to a fault, the needy applicant was never turned from their door empty handed" obit. Sarah Ann Devoe Woolf 1814-1905.

5. Grateful that beauty is in the eye of the beholder.5a.Grateful that the Louvre is an iPhone app...hooray, I'm in Paris while sitting in my favorite chair.

6. Grateful for The Star-Spangled Banner and all that it represents.

7. Grateful for women of courage, especially Kimberly Munley.

8. Grateful for the creative industry of the Nigerians. Today I really had a good laugh at their latest scam approach. Too bad "Roger" forgot how to spell his name at the end and signed off as "Rogger". Did he subliminally mean "Robber"?

9. Grateful for and missing loyal friends.

10. Grateful to live so close to the ocean for morning and evening walks.

11. Grateful for the veterans...both those who did and did not make it home...and who have served our country so fearlessly.

12. Grateful for Primary songs that gladden the heart and soothe a baby's soul.

13. Grateful for delicious Mexican food on the waterfront.

14. Grateful for parents kind and dear, sister Cheryl who is conscientious, brother John who is hard-working, brother Fred who is compassionate, sister Marlene who is cheerful, sister Sandy who is diligent, and brother Bill who is my resource for many many things.

15. Grateful for The Plan of Happiness.

16. Grateful that inspite of a few severe childhood illnesses and occasional setbacks I've been blessed with really great health, and for me that's priceless.

17. Grateful for airplanes.

18. Grateful for the hospitality and good manners in the midwest.

19. Grateful that 33 years ago I woke up and had a Chelsea morning. Happy Birthday Chelsea!

20. Grateful to celebrate Juliette's birth day in a few hours. So far so good. All systems full speed ahead.....Ahoy there matey!

21. Baby Juliette decided it would be much luckier to have a birthday on 11-21 (as opposed to 11-20) so she waited to make her grand entrance until 3:42 am this morning. I'm grateful that baby J, Brittany, and Jordan are doing fine. The rest of us continue to catch up on Baby Einstein and Mickey Mouse Clubhouse episodes. Happy Birthday Juliette!

22. Grateful that Mr. Winter is behaving himself long enough that Jordan, w/ a little assistance from moi, was able to get up the lights and no one fell off the roof.

23. Grateful that I wasn't raised with a Minnesota accent. If one more person at the Trader Joe's asks me if Ive tried the cranberry/goat cheese log because it's "real good, doncha know" I might have to punch them.

24. Grateful that a little boy named Sawyer joined our family one year ago today. Happy Birthday Sawyer!

25. Grateful for a quick tour of St Paul Cathedral--stunning, inspiring, beautiful stained glass and the pipe organ music was magnificent.

26. Grateful that our country is unified on this day by expressing thanks collectively. Happy Thanksgiving!

27. Grateful for leftovers.

28. Grateful for rain when you need it and sun when you need it, snow and fog and wind and cool breezes...grateful for the many varieties of weather and seasons.

29. Grateful for the Atonement.

30. Grateful.

And now for the highlights of the past 2 weeks spent in Woodbury, MN:

THAT'S ALL FOLKS!