Thoughtless thoughts

Here are some random experiences/thoughts from this week. I couldn't get the computer to upload any pics. ENJOY!

1)KRISPIE KREME DREAMS
In my normal pre-challenge life Krispie Kremes were a treat- one that I indulged in every once in a while. Not THAT often. I will say I have eaten more Krispie Kremes in the past few weeks of this challenge than in the past several years of my life. I don't know why but I feel a magnetic pull towards them when I am in the grocery store on Saturday night, planning my Sunday fix. So in the past couple weeks I have just bought a half dozen on those Saturday sweet shopping sprees. But as I walked into Walmart on this particular Saturday the Griffin Bears football team was selling a box of a dozen. There's a young man in the ward there on the team, begging me to buy the dozen. UGH! What am I to do? I really only NEED six...not 12. But then again, I can just throw away the ones I don't eat. Waste all in the name of support for my alma mater. So I bought them. I petitioned for Saturday to be a free day because of it being fast Sunday on our regular free day. I gotta have a full day of sweets. I won't say how many my family ate and how many I ate because it's really quite embarrassing. I will say there were two left on Sunday. It was NOT a free day. I had had quite my fill the night before, eating Krispie Kremes until 11pm. We are laying down for our usual Sunday afternoon naps and I am awakened by Cooper, whom we had been watching for the weekend while Em and Jake went to TN for their anniversary. I tried to smother the sound of his cries by putting the pillow over me ears. He hadn't been sleeping long enough. Only an HOUR!!! COOPER- GO BACK TO SLEEP! So I was in and out of consciousness and all I remember was this; smelling and tasting Krispie Kremes. They were melting in my mouth. I had been fasting all day. This really could be considered a type of torture. It wakes me up out of my sleep. All I can think of is Krispie Kremes. There were two left. Should I lose a point? I started thinking about the fact that I am not going to win (Jordan has a perfect score). Then for some reason I started thinking about the monetary value I would put on some Krispie Kremes at that very moment. I decided that I would pay $25 for some. So I hurriedly got up and downed the last two. I was defenseless. After dreaming about them what was I supposed to do. Hey, maybe I was sleep eating/walking. I had no control! :)

2) BOTTOM FEEDERS
Here are two funny tales from the Griffin Ward. A lot of people have said this of our ward: "The Griffin Ward is like the island of misfits. They are round pegs trying to fit in a square hole". You got the idea. And I might just add that I feel totally comfortable blogging about this as only one other person in my ward has a blog and she totally supports me and the hillarity ( I know that's not a word)of these stories! Story one happened two weeks ago. Anyway....so I am the first counselor in our Relief Society presidency. The president and I were discussing some last minute announcements in whispered tones as presidencies often have to do during the opening hymn. I won't go into details but we have a very special person who plays the piano in our ward. She's very intense...let's put it that way. So we are whispering very quietly and this pianist, in the middle of the second verse of the opening hymn, stops playing and stands up and says the following bold, out-of-place statement while glaring and pointing at us, "Do you think we could start the second verse over and do you think you two could be quiet?". WOW! What do you say to that? So we said, "yes", committing to ourselves to talk to her about her disruptive behavior after class. I won't even go into that even more out-of-place conversation.
Story number two happened this past Sunday. It's my turn to give the Relief Society presidency message since it's fast Sunday. I was teaching the lesson on the article in this month's Ensign entitled "Cultivating Righteousness". There's a section in the article that says, "touch not the unclean thing" and then it gives specific examples like the media. Wanting participation, I ask the class, "What are some other unclean things we should 'touch not'?". They give me the answers I am fishing for like TV, people that are bad influences, etc. Then one lady raises her hand and this is how our conversation goes: (L for lady, M for me)
L: There are some things that are unclean that we should keep out of our diet.
M: OH! Like the word of wisdom, thank you! I didn't even think about that! (I'm excited. Someones into my lesson and thinking outside the box.)
L: No. Not the word of wisdom. Things like pork. (At this point everyone shifts in their seat to get a good look at who's talking.) Bottom feeders. A lot of seafood are considered bottom feeders too.
M: Bottom feeders? (I am thinking aloud. I ask without really wanting an answer...I should've just said thank you and moved on)
L: Yes, they are things that feed off of waste or feces. (UGH...IN RELIEF SOCIETY!!)
M: Oh. OK. Well, I don't eat seafood so I guess I don't have to worry about eating any bottom feeders. ( I don't really know what to say...AWKWARD!)

We were talking about righteous/unrighteous type things. Not personal opinions on food. I make a mental note to ask Jason what he thinks when I get home. So I talk to Jason. We agree. Ridiculous. PIGS! They don't eat poo. Yeah, slop, sure. Hasn't she seen the Lion King? The animals poop and it fertilizes the grass and the cow (or whatever animal) eats it. So, does she eat beef????

3) TRIX ARE FOR KIDS....REALLY, THEY ARE
I bought a brand new box of Trix for the kids to enjoy. I don't buy it often but I got a really good deal. They love it dry, with milk, whatever. The first morning I am pouring some for Ella and I clumsily knock the box on it's side and because it was so full there were trix all over my kitchen floor. I get out my little shark vacuum and seemingly get up all the runaway Trix. Now fast forward to two days later. Lincoln is just puttering around and i guess his point of view is such that he can see everything under the oven. (It's not a very big space but things get under there inevitably) So Lincoln spots something and I see him excitedly run over the the oven and reach his chubby little fingers just under the corner and pull out a green trix. I say, "Ew Lincoln, that's dirty. Let's throw it away". Lincoln says, "No mommy". He pops it in his mouth before I can even blink. He knew I was coming to get it from him. Then the classic part is this. He looks at me with this darling mischievous smile and says, "mmmm....mommy. Yummy". I laughed so hard.