Hey! Dan (my little bro)'s band Imagine Dragon's song is in the promo ad for the next season of American Idol!

http://www.eonline.com/videos/exclusive-american-idol-peek-122/174750

Tried with riches

The worst fear that I have about this people is that they will get rich in this country, forget God and his people, wax fat, and kick themselves out of the Church and go to hell. This people will stand mobbing, robbing, poverty and all manner of persecution, and be true. My greater fear for them is that they cannot stand wealth; and yet they have to be tried with riches, for they will become the richest people on this earth.

• Preston Nibley, Brigham Young, the Man and His Work, 128.

Hopefully my family can stand wealth, and not kick ourselves out of the church.  We've been rich for over 3 years, Paul tells me we're doing ok.  As my keeper, if you see me going off course, call me on the carpet.  I LOVE being called on the carpet.  Really.  That's why I love Brigham Young.

No rest for the seamstress

I had a dream that I was sewing.  As if I don't do that enough when I'm awake.  Why wasn't I dreaming about swimming in crystal water, or of getting a massage, or even of using my table saw?

Another weird thing: the dream was exactly like real life.  I wasn't above myself watching myself.  I didn't fast forward.  I didn't watch double speed.  I didn't have super human skills.  I just sewed.  The only thing different than real life, was that there were no children needing my constant attention.  They were in bed asleep.  Actually nocturnal sewing happens a lot too.

I laid out the fabric perfectly square and smooth.
I found my pattern pieces.
I laid out the pieces so as to use the least amount of fabric.
I pinned all the pieces about 6 inches apart around all edges.
I cut.
I unpinnned.
I refolded the pattern pieces exactly in their original fold pattern, and put them in the envelope.
I pinned pieces together.
Sewed them together.
Serged the seams.
Ironed the seams.
pinned those pieces together.
sewed new seams.....

Then the dream ended, like a slow fade.  To show that the work continued even after you were done watching.  The dream seemed to take FOREVER.  It was like I wasn't in bed sleeping, I was pulling an all-nighter to get a project done.  I think that's why I was so disheartened upon waking.  It's like I was doing my jobs in my sleep when I should be using the time to live out fantasies.  


What does this say about my character?

Craigslist

I was wasting some time on Las Vegas Craigslist, looking for house rentals.  Testing the waters.  And I wondered if Vegas has any antiques on craigslist, because I haven't found/heard of any antique stores.  And look what I found!



  A brass bed made in the 1890's

walnut wood, gold inlay, early 1900's



A treasure trove!


And this...
Wow.

I can move now.