Hooray for the 33 miners in Chile!

Stories like this make me realize how great it is to be alive today. Had I been born 200 years ago, those men under ground would be dead. The 29th miner has just been rescued as I write this. What an amazing thing. This is a miracle. For those of you who don't believe in them, well this is one. My moderate political heart is pounding with with excitement for these men and their families. Yes there have been tears as I have checked in on Chile throughout the day. It is a miracle people were given the ability to figure this rescue out. This is a miracle because the miners are alive. If you are with God or without Him, whether you believe in the divine and miraculous or believe it is all chance- this is freaking amazing. Bless you Chileans- I hope to visit you someday traveling through Chile on a bicycle.

Richard Villarroel was greeted by his sister and mother.

http://news.blogs.cnn.com/2010/10/13/chile-second-half-rescues/?hpt=T1

Absence makes the heart want a new computer.

Hey folks, this is my 16 1/2 month old. Man, he is cute.

For some reason I can't move my photos so they are going to stay here, out of order but when you get to the part that talks about the most amazing cake ever, scroll back up here. see that little bear hiding back there?

So my computer is having some memory issues. It doesn't have enough memory to run the cleanse it apparently needs. So, sorry there haven't been photos for a while. When I have a million dollars, I will get a new computer but til then, we will have to go photo-minimalist on the blog. Good thing I am so clever and I write such important things! Here goes:

I have an 8 year old. WHAT? I have an 8 year old?! I am so old. I don't feel it but I know that I am. All of a sudden the newlyweds in the ward don't look at us the same way. 2 years ago, they were practically our peers. We had blissful and wonderful marriages in common with them. Now, we are the married couple that has an 8 year old. Dee is the best 8 year old on the planet so I won't complain about my age or hers because every year spent with her is a year I learn something new about myself, about the world, about family and about compassion.

Speaking of compassion, can't we all just get a long? Jon Stewart has an event coming up on October 30, 201o. It will be in Washington D.C. on the National Mall. I can't afford flights out there but if someone wants to caravan with me, let me know ;-). The event is titled, "The Rally to Restore Sanity". It is right up my alley. On The Daily Show, Jon Stewart held up signs that people would be carrying at the rally. One was along these lines, "I may not agree with you Obama, I don't think you are a Muslim terrorist". Somewhere along the way, everyone has seemed to lose their common sense. If I could, I would attend the Rally to Restore Sanity. If you agree with me that it isn't okay to put illegal immigrants trying to make a better home and future for their families in tent cities, can I get an AMEN! If you think tent cities are a good idea, it would be better that you stay anonymous. I love you but you should not make yourself known to me.

Life is good. We are happy. Kids are back in school and while I miss them fiercely we are getting into the groove of school life and I am somehow managing without them. I have made some pretty delicious recipes the last couple months. I watched a documentary called, "Food Matters" and I have decided an all organic raw food diet is best. And while I have no intention of actually doing that, I will be implementing some more raw foods into our family meals. Stay tuned for some raw foodie recipes.

Hmmm...what else? Dee gets baptized October 9th @ 2:30 and anyone who wants to come is welcome. Just let me know. We will be having sandwiches and treats back at our place after.

The one picture I am posting today I had to email to myself and then download it onto Jared's computer to post it- It is of Dee's camping themed birthday cake. 9 hours of dedicated motherhood. 9 hours of ignoring the needs of my children. 9 hours of indulgence on my part. Cake Boss, what's up?

Dee I love you.

I love all you common sense individuals out there.

I love you, I love you, I love you.