Friends Are...

{image source} "We could remember that Christ called His disciples friends and that friends are those who stand by us in times of loneliness or potential despair. We could remember a friend we need to contact or, better yet, a friend we need to make. In doing so we could remember that God often provides his blessings through the compassionate and timely response of another. For someone nearby we may be the means of heaven's answer to a very urgent prayer." -Jeffrey R. Holland

Library Llamas

No, really. There were llamas at our library. Well, outside our library. This was the only photo I got that doesn't have millions of random strangers' faces in it. See the baby llama? One of the cutest things I have ever seen. {Cross-posted at Pie for Breakfast}

Yes, I'm Over 18. I Have the Lines to Prove It.

So I have these lines on my face. I love them.

 

They make me look older. I've always been mistaken for being much younger than I actually am. People usually say, "Oh, but you'll appreciate that when you're my age."

 Maybe, but for now I'm enjoying looking like I'm old enough to have an almost-five-year-old son.

Smile.

That is all.

The Devil Is a Dirty Fighter

{image source} "One of Satan's clever tactics is to tempt us to concentrate on the present and ignore the future.... He tempts us with the transitory pleasures of the world so that we will not focus our minds and efforts on the things that bring eternal joy. The devil is a dirty fighter, and we must be aware of his tactics." -M. Russell Ballard

My Husband Totally Looks Like...

I think we've found Isaac's Halloween costume for this year: [I tried to publish this post a few days ago, but I ran into all sorts of problems. So I apologize if this is the second time you're seeing this. Also, here's the website that I ripped off this post title from: Totally Looks Like.]

Life Is...

"Life is to be enjoyed, not endured." -Gordon B. Hinckley

These Are Your Days

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"You have come to the earth at this time, 20 centuries after the first coming of Christ...These are days of great opportunity and important responsibilities. These are your days."

-Neil L. Andersen

Health Care Scare

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Okay, so this image has nothing to do with this post, but when I typed "prescription" into my favorite flickr search engine, this cartoon came up. And I laughed. Because zombies are funny.

Anyway, on to the story. We've been on Medicaid on and off throughout our marriage.

(I realize that Medicaid isn't a perfect system, and I really don't want to go into that right now. Maybe I'll post my thoughts on that can of worms later, but today...politics aren't the point.)

Here's one of the stinky things about Medicaid: paperwork. Lots and lots of paperwork. We sent in our most recent paperwork a couple weeks ago, but a blip in the system got our coverage terminated. That sounds like a big deal, but it's really not. It's happened before, and we just have to call in and get things straightened out.

So Isaac made the straightening-out phone call this morning while I was sleeping in. Then he woke me up, all upset, because the phone lady told him that we didn't qualify anymore. THAT is a big deal. Between Isaac and me, our prescriptions alone cost upwards of $600 a month.

Yeah, I know.

I don't know if it was because I was still half-asleep, or if something was just whispering to me that everything was going to be okay, but I didn't panic. In fact, I went back to sleep.

Isaac woke me up again later with the news that he'd called the Medicaid office again (to see what we needed to change so we could qualify), and the new, lovely phone lady told him that our paperwork hadn't been processed correctly, and that we do qualify. Problem solved.

I guess this is where some people would get angry. I'm not, though. I know that the system has problems (again, not really gonna go there right now), but most of the people I've worked with in the system haven't been incompetent--they've been helpful and nice. And they've been perfectly willing to help us figure things out.

So really, I'm just grateful to have health coverage at all.

Blockage.

I'm feeling better. I think. For now. We'll see how tomorrow goes.

So I thought to myself, Hey, I'm feeling better! I could blog! Yay!

But then I got a little bit...blocked. WRITER'S block, guys. I write about a lot of things on this blog, but constipation is not one of them.

Anyway, the thing with my bloggy-writer's-block isn't that I don't have any ideas of what to write about. It's that I have way too many ideas. And I can't pick one. I'm kinda overwhelmed.

So, while I ponder this further, here's a cheerful little song to entertain you. It's one of Little Boy's favorites right now. We, uh, don't listen to a lot of "children's" music around here.

"Give a Little," by Hanson

In the Midst of Storm and Strife

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“The righteous woman’s strength and influence today can be tenfold what it might be in more tranquil times...Other institutions in society may falter and even fail, but the righteous woman can help to save the home, which may be the last and only sanctuary some mortals know in the midst of storm and strife."


-Spencer W. Kimball