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Sunday, February 9, 2014

What Teens and those with HFA have in Common

This past Wednesday, I had a full day of conferences - beginning at 8:30 am with Pam Marshalla and a course on Apraxia and Dysarthria and ending at 6:30pm after a two hour class for parents and teachers of students with High Functioning Autism.

Of all the information, the item that I think will have the most life changing effect, was information given in the Autism class.  The presenter asked, what population argues the most - the answer:  "Teenagers and those with Asperger's."  I had to agree with her observation.

She proceeded to point out what we as parents and teachers do to train these kids to do this and I realized, I am so guilty of this.  We start by making a request of our kids.  They stall.  We ask again.  They stall.  We try to reason and point out small consequences.  They try to negotiate, argue, or stall.  We give more serious consequences, they tantrum in one way or another - my teen mostly just gets really angry at me and I think, "Wait a second.  How can she be mad at me.  She knows she should mind and I'm only asking her to clean up her own stuff.  What's up with that?"

The presenter then gave us a script for what we should do.  We are to use it word for word so the child/teen knows what is coming,

It goes like this:

1).  (Name) + (Direction) + "Please."  (E.g., McKenzi, put your dishes in the dishwasher, please.")

2)  Then you wait 3-4 seconds for a child with normal language or 7-10 seconds for a child without normal language skills.

3)  (Name) +" I need you to" + (direction) +"now".  (E.g., McKenzi, I need you to load your dishes now."

4)  Wait time as outlined in #2 above.

5)  (Name) you didn't follow directions.  That means + (consequence).  (E.g., McKenzi, you didn't follow directions.  That means you lose 6 minutes of electronics time).

The consequences are prearranged and with 4-5 hierarchical steps.  (Three is too few and six is too many). These consequences are arranged so that the first offense is the least loss and the last step is the total loss of the item.

It was pointed out that these items don't have to have sugar or cost money.  It is best to take something the child is getting already and have them earn it.

For my family, electronics time was the thing they all had in common, although they each have different electronics that they are more interested in than another. For one it is the Wii, another, TV, and the third, Pinterest on the computer.

They have always been expected to get to  their homework  after getting a snack and half-hour break after school and before play time with friends.  Using this script and the consequence hierarchy, not only helped them get right to it, but also helped with dish duty, fighting siblings, and putting their own items away.  They quickly caught on and didn't want to lose all their time.

It is imperative that once the child has lost time that you not negotiate for them to earn it back.  That will backfire big time.  If you give a child a reward, you should not use that same reward as a consequence they can lose either.

To set up your hierarchy, you basically take the total time you want to give the reward and divide it into 5 steps so that the 5th step is the total loss of the item and the 1st is the least amount of time.

Our electronics time looks like this;

Each school day, the kids get 1 1/2 hours of electronics time.  I basically took the total amount I was okay with and cut it in half each step working backwards.
1st offense:  Lose 6 minutes.
2nd offense:  Lose 12 minutes.
3rd offense:  Lose 23 minutes.
4th offense:  Lose 45 minutes.
5th offense:  Lose whole 1 1/2 hours.

After each offense, you repeat the script starting with #1.  "McKenzi, I need you to put your dishes in the dishwasher, please."  and moving through to step 5 with the consequence begin the 2nd offense.

Children rarely go past the 3rd offense.  Hierarchies work because kids need to have something to save.  When we remove the whole motivating privilege, there is nothing left for them to work for.

Consequences need to be motivating for the student, and not a pain for the adult to give.

At school, my students fill in boxes when they follow the rules.  For example, coming on time, bringing their homework folder, handing me their reinforcer card without being reminded, etc.  I had been subjectively giving them more boxes if they worked hard and didn't need reminders to follow the rules.

After this class, I have now decided to make the reward objective.  They can earn an additional 6 boxes if they follow the rules and each time they don't follow rules, they lose the number of boxes.  Every so often, one of the boxes on the chart has a star on it.  Each time they get to a star, they get to choose a prize.

So far, I've had great results - no arguing and the kids actually obeying very quickly!   The biggest thing I'm worried about now is that I have 2-3 weeks until they teach us what to do in the event that the kid doesn't respond before losing the whole amount.  They say this rarely happens, but in the event it does... stay tuned for my next episode!

Happy Parenting!/Teaching!



Thursday, November 28, 2013

Thanksgiving in Hawaii

It has been an amazing 6 days here in Kauai.  I  miss my two adult children, but have had to adjust to them being too busy with jobs and school to join us for more than a couple days of vacation since they each graduated from high school.

The last time they traveled with us, was a year ago last August, when they joined us on a Saturday morning to celebrate my in-laws 60th wedding anniversary in Oklahoma.  We flew home together the following day.  Short, but very sweet.

So - while I'm having a blast with my 3 younger children, I am missing my two grown-up children.  McKenzi did tell me that my Sausage, Cranberry, Macadamia Nut Stuffing (made out of Hawaiian Sweet Bread) was the best she'd ever tasted and she doesn't like stuffing.  That and the key lime pie were my favorite parts, although the turkey was delicious, meat isn't my favorite part of a meal.  I'm wondering if I went vegetarian if I'd lose a few pounds. :D

Anyway, I have had some thoughts as we've been here in the islands.

My first trip to Hawaii was my honeymoon with my ex-husband.  I tend to remember the bad times with him more than the good.  My second, was after my divorce was final and a friend from high school whose divorce started and ended in a matter of days even before mine that had been going on for a year finally came to a close.  She worked for Delta as a Reservations Agent, and invited me to fly with her to Oahu and Maui on a buddy pass.  The entire trip cost me about $65.00 in airfare and $25 per night hotel.  I started then, to make new memories.

This is my 7th trip to the islands with the last 5 being the last 7 years.  Trent loves the islands and traveling as well.  I've been to Kauai 3 times, Maui twice, the Big Island once, and Oahu 6 times.  I'm not counting this trip in the numbers because we never left the airport. 

Trent and I are beginning to feel like we can make a few recommendations to others about things to do.  I think the captain of our catamaran tour on Tuesday was a bit offended that he was making recommendations that were different than his own.  We were open to his suggestions though, so we went to JoJo's Anuenue so we could give it a fair chance compared to Paradise Shave Ice in Hanalei.
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I had the shave ice with macadamia nut ice cream at both places.  I have to say that I actually liked the Bali Hai Shave Ice at Paradise better, but that any of the Shave Ices at JoJo's Anuenue with their cream beat them all.  They packed more ice in the cup and the price was within a dollar less - they had quite a few more fancy concoctions to try at JoJo's as well.  Our captain told us that JoJo sold her name, but not her secret recipe so you won't get the same Shave Ice anywhere but in Anuenue.
http://www.tripadvisor.com/Restaurant_Review-g60612-d1778594-Reviews-Shave_Ice_Paradise-Hanalei_Kauai_Hawaii.html
I love that we are learning about all the best places in the islands.

Our boat tour was also something worth mentioning.  We sat through the "schpeel" on things to do at our condo twice - guess the free fruit and cinnamon rolls were Wepulled into the little town and boat ramp to see rows of parking for other catamaran companies and loads of people waiting for their tour to begin.  We somehow missed the little run down hut at the back of the parking lot the first couple times through.  After a phone call to our concierge, and a stray glance on my part, I discovered the little hut.  We parked and headed toward the hut.  Imagine our surprise when we found the same Hawaiian mumu clad woman inside the little hut.  Can we all say, "Conflict of Interest"?  At least that is what was screaming out at Trent and I.  Our group was relatively small too - our five, a family of four, two older couples, and a family of three. 

After checking in and the other groups clearing out, we took their place to wait for our captain to arrive.... late.  We were both quite concerned.  I have to admit that I entertained the possibility that Captain Ron (old movie) was going to be piloting our craft and we might be regretting our decision.

When the boat arrived, our mumu lady led us to the dock where we removed our shoes, climbed down the ladder and onto our boat - much smaller than the enormous catamarans the other visitors had previously boarded.

But, I have to say that the tour was amazing.  We passed by dozens of boats snorkeling while we headed straight to the Napali Coastline.  Our captain later told us he had been out surfing already that morning.  He started his company, named after his grandparents back in '69.  His grandparents taught him to read the winds and waves.  He said he knew that we needed to go see the coast while the surf was only 2 feet.  He said this time of year, yes, it is winter in Hawaii too, that the surf is usually more around 20 feet with the waves crashing up 100 feet on the cliff side and the caves unaccessible and even the coastline, not visible due to the crashing waves and steam.  He said they had cancelled the day before, and would probably only get out 7 more times the whole rest of the winter season. 

We felt truly blessed.  Add to that, that on our way, a huge catamaran passed us by speeding along and screaming at a school of porpoises - which we got to swim along with and take some amazing pictures of them just inches from us.



When we stopped to snorkel just before lunch, there was only one other boat there - a small raft that held maybe 6-10 people.  We saw some pretty awesome ocean life.  Makes Trent and I both miss our scuba diving experiences.


We have loved having our younger kids with us - but we will focus on the bickering in July when we celebrate our 15th anniversary on the Mediterranean cruise that is on my bucket list.  Trent asked me what I wanted to do for our honeymoon.  In the end though, he wanted the Sandals Resort in Antigua and since his parents were paying for it - who was I to argue...  plus, I loved Antigua and all the inclusive diving and activities.  It was amazing!

But, when he asked me if I wanted to go back for our 15th anniversary, I said no - I wanted my Mediterranean Cruise - and I think, thanks to Disney, and a really good year at work, it sounds like I will get it!

I love my sweet husband.  He did get upset with me for taking the turkey out because my rolls were ready to bake and it slowed down his turkey progress  - but Thanksgiving dinner was no less tasty because of it, and not that much later in the making,,

Anyway, Trent and I have had an amazing life together.  I feel so sad for those whose marriages are struggling or even failing.  I've been through it myself.  I think that the difference, at least in my experience, has a whole lot to do with the things that Trent and I do to keep the romance alive. 

In my first marriage, I don't think a day went by where he didn't call me some horrible name.  I think because of his own insecurities, he had to keep me in my place, or knock me off my pedestal.  I think asking me why I had to go to college, and couldn't be happy being a "normal" person, meaning someone willing to work as a dispatcher or secretary.   My thinking was I wanted to have options and use my brains, and make more money by the hour.

Besides the name calling, lies, pornography addiction, cheating, foul language and being told how often I could pray, if I could hold a calling, and when I would be able to make covenants based on when he was ready, we had to do the things he enjoyed for entertainment and if I didn't do things the way he wanted, he threatened to find someone else who would.

Trent has loved me continuously for just shy of 15 years.  I am not exaggerating when I say that he does not let a day go by where he doesn't tell me just that and that I am beautiful and how blessed he feels to have me.  I tell him the same, but he usually beats me.  I think there's still a part of me that finds it hard to open up completely.

We love so many things together - but traveling is one of the things that have made our life together so full of amazing memories.  I didn't marry him for money - I made more than he did when we married.  But I knew he had aspirations and believed in himself.  If I'd had my way, we wouldn't have bought our vacation club package for $4000.  We wouldn't be in this beautiful 2 bedroom condo on Kauai just 5 years after our last trip and 3 bedroom condo in the islands.

Now he is wanting to get a timeshare.  Again, I think it would be a waste of money, but if we our completely out of debt, house included, then I won't stand in his way.  That day should be here sooner than I ever thought possible.

It isn't about the amount of money we have - we haven't always had that much - it is more about having our weekly date nights, the sweet little gifts and surprises, the words of affirmation.  Trent is easy to please - I make his favorite meals and give him hugs and kisses and he says that is all he wants - I think he really means it too.  At least, he has never seemed unhappy with me for doing just that after he says that is all he wants.

My family will soon be joining me.  I've had a pulsing headache and stomach upset today - even before Thanksgiving dinner.  I didn't want my family to miss out on the beach and snorkeling because of me so I sent them without me.  Sounds like they found us another amazing beach to try out tomorrow!

I thank God for second chances - and that he prepared someone as awesome as Trent for me!

Love,

Valerie

Sunday, October 13, 2013

My Memories and a Freebie

I can't believe this many weeks has gone by since I blogged.

www.MyMemories.com has offered me the opportunity to share with my followers The new My Memories Suite Software digital download (a $40 value) free this week only.  Just go to their website and place the Suite in your cart.  Copy and paste this link:  FreeTreatEE49  in the "promotional code" box.  The discount will show up at checkout.

I have to admit, I am taking myself up on the offer and downloading the new software as we speak.  I have used a previous version.  I loved that rather than have to print my digital pages and put them in my scrapbooks, which I could never get all of them out of my house in a fire, I can save the pages to a cd and easily handle grabbing my cd's if I had to get out in a hurry.  Pictures can be set to music as well and viewed as slideshows.  There are tons of options for digital papers and embellishments and it's a great stress reliever too.  I'm hoping to alleviate the guilt I feel about not recording memories as much as I feel I should.  I have tons of paper scrapbooking products I have purchased over the years - I will use those for the pictures I have already printed or had developed -but I am going to be use this software for all the pictures I have not printed on paper, but am afraid I will lose from my phone or camera cards.  Hope you can enjoy it too!

August was a whirlwind of last minute summer events.  After our journey to Napa Valley - which I believe was the last time I took a moment to blog, we flew home on Kylee's 7th birthday.

Grandma and Grandpa Hunt had flown out while we were in Napa and stayed a few days with us.  I had to work part days to make up for missing two of the three required teacher work days because of my niece's wedding events in Washington on the 23rd and 24th of August.

We drove back Sunday night and school began on Monday, August 26th, which was Lexi's 10th birthday.  This year, all 5 of my children began at new schools without us moving homes.  Steven and Chalyse both transferred to the University of Utah from Salt Lake Community College.  McKenzi started Middle School, which is 7th grade in our district.  Kylee and Lexi transferred from Westland to the school I started working at last December.

It was neat that when lunch time came, I was able to sit with Lexi in the cafeteria to celebrate.  She had wanted me to bring a birthday cake for her class.  I was not sure how I was going to handle getting a cake for her after having to drive 10 hours on Sunday to make it home - but we were offered an extra cake left over from the wedding so Lexi got her cake.

It has been a challenge to keep up with the house and yard work and be at school 32 hours a week, but I truly feel like I have the best work situation for my family.  I get to be with my two youngest all day long - not directly, but they usually have an opportunity  to wave at me, or blow me a kiss, or even come give me a hug during the day.  Kylee was able to find me when she hurt her eye on the playground or lost her tooth during lunch last week.

We have figured out that it causes a lot less stress to pay the 80 cents for breakfast, than to try to get something healthy  made for the girls and have them done eating by the time I need to leave for work - so the girls just get themselves dressed, hair done, teeth brushed and we arrive at the school a half hour before school starts.  They go eat breakfast with the other kids - most of the kids of staff at the school are also eating and my girls have become friends with many of them.

After school, Lexi has band Tuesdays and Thursdays until 4pm so Kylee and I hang out in my office while she does homework or helps me color materials.

I have a manageable caseload and enough time to plan ahead.

I love that I work the same days and almost same hours as my kids have school and that I have them with me.  The kids I see are great to work with and I feel like I am changing their lives for the better!  I think my principal placed me well when he put me on the Sunshine Committee.  We are planning to have a family work party in our back yard to celebrate the end of the school year - and I have to admit, there are moments when I find myself looking forward to having next summer off again.  Summer is my favorite season and it has been hard to see it go!

Trent is recovering from his torn rotator cuff surgery (something we didn't know he was having until after the surgery was over.  We thought he was just having a scope to remove some bone spurs.  He woke up to being in a sling, with a pain pump, and weeks of physical therapy to endure).  It hasn't kept him down at work.  Against doctor recommendations, he flew to Virginia 3 days after the surgery to fulfill his previous commitments.  I admire his tenacity and strength.  I don't think I could have handled the pain.

I'm looking forward to getting my stitches out from my own minor surgery tomorrow.  We had a wonderful time at the Fall Ball yesterday!  It's great to have awesome friends and have opportunities to catch up with neighbors we don't see often enough!

Until next time, I'm going to go scrapbook before church!

Valerie

Friday, August 9, 2013

A stay at the Silverado Resort in Napa Valley

I feel like such a lazy bug as I lay here in my bed in my private condo on the golf course at the Silverado.http://www.silveradoresort.com/ awaiting my 60 minute massage at the spa.  Trent surprised me and went to the boot camp work out at 5:30 am.  I'm usually the one to work out while he sleeps.  We reversed roles this morning.  I am thinking of fitting in a yoga class later - I need to get a class schedule.

Trent is off to his classes and I am getting ready to work on writing my book. Something I haven't worked on all summer.

Looks like I will be back at work next week for 2 legislative days at $200 a day, after 4 hours of IPAD training on the 13th.  Then the 19th through 22nd I will be putting in time at work.  I have loved my summer vacation and am sad to have it end!

My in-laws are flying in today.  We got a call last night with the somewhat unexpected news.   I hadn't heard back that they had been able to make arrangements and didn't want to pressure them to come if the flights were too expensive being last minute.  I feel bad that I didn't get things arranged for them before I left.

I did leave some money for Steven, our 22 year old, to purchase tv dinners or the like, but he had given the money away to the neighbor for a fundraiser, before our 2 hour flight had landed in San Francisco.  He figures they'll live on eggs and pancakes - the girls aren't real happy about that.  Grandma and Grandpa will either save the day, or join in with the plan.  I did leave them with plenty of bread, milk, cereal, peanut butter and lunch meat and cheese, mac and cheese, corn dogs, and spagettios.  I don't think they'll starve, right?

So yesterday, our flight landed around 1pm Cali time - 2pm our time.  I hadn't eaten since 8am breakfast - other than the little package of pretzels and a 8 oz. of Fresca on the plane.  I figured we'd grab lunch at the airport.  By the time we took the air train to the car rental place - and let me just say, I have never seen that many people trying to rent cars on a Thursday afternoon in one place.  Apparently, it's pretty standard this time of year.  Enterprise had the shortest line so Trent booked with the right agency.  Even so, we didn't get our car until 3pm which mean I hadn't eaten for 8 hours with the time change (the pretzel snack doesn't count!).  By that time, I was so shaky and weak that the car attendant offered me some of her dried fruit as a snack and gave us directions to the quickest and closest restaurants.  Trent decided, however, that it was 2 minutes out of the way and that we should find something on the way to Napa.  It turned out that this wasn't as easy as he thought it would be and I was feeling quite uncared for since he seemed to care less about me than the car attendant had.

I have decided that when I get feeling like this, that I don't act like my normal together self.  I was so upset with Trent by the time he got off the freeway and got us to this little Italian eatery somewhere between here and there.

I got a vegetarian panini and he had the special tuna spagetti with capers.  The interesting thing to me was that the employee directions were 100% Spanish - the only thing Engish on the instructional signs was "Department of California Public Safety." It was an Italian Restaurant too.  Interesting place, and surprisingly good spagetti.  My panini was awesome with grilled peppers and tomatoes.  I'm still trying to eat healthy!

Dinner was the appetizers at the cocktail meet and greet.  My gingerale and grilled vegetables, mushrooms, hummus and breads were delicioso - but we also had our share of fried coconut shrimp, beef tarts, and egg rolls - so I can't say the meal fare was completely non-fattening!  I am trying hard not to put on weight while taking this prednisone!

I've gotta get some stuff done to help Steven with scouts from afar.

And then, I really do need to work on my book!

That's all she wrote for now.

Friday, August 2, 2013

Adrenal Insuffienciency and what it means to me!

My fasting scare a couple weeks ago, has led to discovering that all my various symptoms actually add up to something.  Imagine that!

The symptoms of adrenal insufficiency usually begin gradually. The most common symptoms are
  • chronic, worsening fatigue
  • muscle weakness
  • loss of appetite
  • weight loss
Other symptoms can include
  • nausea
  • vomiting
  • diarrhea
  • low blood pressure that falls further when standing, causing dizziness or fainting
  • irritability and depression
  • a craving for salty foods due to salt loss
  • hypoglycemia, or low blood glucose
  • headache
  • sweating
  • in women, irregular or absent menstrual periods
 
I was beginning to wonder if it was in my head and many things I wrote off to a flu bug, or IBS, or going back to work and having difficulty sleeping. 
 
Apparently, my cortisol study results from the hospital last week indicate that my cortisone levels are low.  This indicates that my adrenal gland is not doing its job sufficiently and who knew all that could happen because of that little gland. 
 
I also learned that my Great Aunt had Addison's disease which is caused by chronically lower cortisone levels.  An Addison's crisis can be fatal so it's not something to be untreated.
 
I began Prednisone yesterday - two little pills a day that no matter how fast you try to swallow them, leave an after taste that is horrid.  I'm not thrilled about taking a steroid but am told I won't bulk up or sprout facial hair, but I may gain weight.  Joy!  I hadn't lost as much as I would have liked from this low cortisone stuff, so, not thrilled about that!
 
I follow up with an endocrinologist in a couple weeks when they had an appointment for me.  Hopefully, this isn't a life long, medical alert bracelet kind of thing mentioned in the information I read on line:  http://www.endocrine.niddk.nih.gov/pubs/addison/addison.aspx#special
 
I've been told by 6 different medical doctors and personnel that I should not be fasting.  Apparently the stress it causes my body is too much for it.  The natural man in me is thrilled, but the spiritual one is sad.  A friend recommended just sacrificing something I would normally eat - maybe just eating fruits and vegetables on Fast Sundays or to fast for personal religious reasons.  I think that is a good answer.
 
You hear over the years about getting older and the health issues, but it's still hard to deal with.  Apparently kids have this little problem as well - so I guess I should be grateful that it has taken this long in my life before it was bad enough that I had to do something to treat it.  It honestly could explain all my fainting and dizzy spells over the years, intestinal stuff I've been dealing with and written off as IBS, lower blood pressure. 
 
That's it for my ramblings today!
 
Valerie
 
 
 
 

Saturday, July 27, 2013

Heart Health

Fasting has been something that I have done regularly on a monthly basis where we take the money saved on food and give it to charity to help those who are struggling.  Occasionally, we are asked as part of our church to fast for additional purposes.  Our former pastor and neighbor was recently diagnosed with aggressive leukemia and we were asked to join in a ward fast if we would like to.  I was happy to do so.  I've also heard through educational sources that fasting is good for the body on occasion as well.

We were asked to begin our fast at 4pm and close it the following day after church at 4pm.  About 2pm the following day, I began to have symptoms that scared me.  I experienced splotchy vision and a feeling that I might pass out.  I decided I needed to do something for my own well-being and drank some juice and had a few chips.  Following this, my left arm went numb and I had a headache that throbbed, especially if I lowered my head.  After joining the congregation at the church to end the fast, I then ate a normal meal.

The following day, after a regular breakfast of raisin bran, I went to a clinic to participate in a University Study comparing women who had given birth to healthy babies with those who had had babies with cleft-palates. I was part of the norm group, having had 5 healthy babies.  After drawing my blood for future DNA studies, my blood pressure was taken repetitively for 10 minutes.  After which I was told that my blood pressure was low.  I told the nurse that my blood pressure was usually at the low end of normal.  She said, "This isn't the low end of normal, this is very low!"  She mentioned that the lowest reading was 70 over 50 and the other 3 were 80's over 60's.  I had a headache at this time as well, and suddenly I connected that maybe all my symptoms over the past months may have been blood pressure related.

I have had numerous headaches lately, been tired, had blurred vision, and coupled with the symptoms during fasting that may have effected my blood pressure, I decided it was time to see my doctor.  During surgery to remove the tumor on my thigh last month, the monitors went off repeatedly due to low blood pressure.

My doctor is in the process of running numerous blood tests which included a cortisol study that meant I had to have an IV through which cortisol was administered and blood was drawn 4 times with 30 minutes in between.  He said my heart beat is uncommonly slow, my EKG was abnormal (not the first time this has happened), and had 3 vials of blood drawn at the office to check anything that might be related.

I use reading glasses because of my 45 year old eyes, but my far vision has always been excellent.  Lately, I've had blurred vision that changes - maybe due to blood pressure.  I hope we can get this figured out soon, because I've had to consider that with the vision changes, I may not be a safe driver.  If I can't drive, I can't work, get my kids to Jordan Hills, etc. Joy!  I can't imagine losing my independence, especially since I've already lived through 16 weeks of not driving while my right foot was in a boot and my doctor would not clear me to drive.

I've never thought I was above the law and figured it would be just my luck to get pulled over or in an accident if I'm not doing the right thing... so I try to follow the law.  My ex husband wouldn't hesitate to write me a ticket so I figure I'd better live right!

I hope we'll figure things out soon and that it won't be anything serious!

Sunday, July 14, 2013

Girl's Camp Survival Stories

My last two weeks can be summed up in two words:  "Girl's Camp."  As the Camp Cook, I have been bombarded with thoughts of food, food, food.  The challenge is to get as close to running out of food as we can, without actually doing that. 

My family and I returned home from Yellowstone on Saturday morning about 1:00 a.m.  After traveling to Provo for my niece's baby shower, it was time to get started on preparation for girl's camp.  I spent the next days planning shopping lists, shopping and cooking CafĂ© Rio pulled pork, black beans, cilantro lime dressing, barbecue pulled pork for sandwiches, and taco meat and more.. 

My sweetie pie was kind enough to smoke and cook the chicken for our Chicken Alfredo night, and prepare the 10 pounds of potatoes left over from youth conference by baking them and cubing them  for an easier prep at camp.  Incidentally, my own family lived off of leftovers and frozen meals.  They didn't complain, but I have felt a bit guilty about how that all turned out.

I took a couple  Youth Camp Leaders (YCL's) with me to get the last minute items. Lindsey H. and Aspen are fun and amazing and a huge help!

The other YCL's:  Cassidy and Melissa H. were a huge help at camp.  Melissa came home with me after and helped me unpack and pass our leftovers over to the scouts for their campouts afterward.  I am so impressed.

Funny Stories:

1)  My Zip-line adventure... not!  I have always wanted to do a zip-line - at least since it was "invented."  The idea of zipping through a remote jungle has somehow appealed to me.  So, when I heard that part of the new ropes course was a zip line, I was anxious to be a part of it.

I was even more excited when I realized our group of 8 girls was the first of the morning to do it.  Imagine my dismay as I looked up and realized that the only way to get to the zip line was to tight rope 25 feet across a cable about 20 feet up in the air.  That almost changed my mind. 

Pulling the safety harness up over my incision in my upper thigh from a tumor removal 4 weeks ago, almost caused me to back out, but the pain was almost non-existant, so I arranged it hoping it wouldn't touch that area.

Bro. Burt asked me to assist Bro. Cutler in holding the girls who were harnessed in to keep them safe.  I was his right-hand assistant.  I had to stay to his right, pick up the rope slack and keep an eye on the girl's as they moved across the cable.  They all did.  By the time it was my turn to go last, my neck, from my car accident injury, was aching and again, I was contemplating not making the attempt.

Bro. Cutler then told me that after doing this job for 6 hours the day before, he was already feeling fatigued.  He asked me to go find Anthony, a 21 year old RM, to come spell him.  This was yet another straw on my pile of reasons not to make the attempt. 

The whistle blew, indicating that it was time to change stations and the next group came.  It was at that time, that I was told it was my turn to go.  I made the climb up pretty quickly, took my first step out on the cable and my leg shook so bad from the weight of my body that I wasn't sure how I could possibly make it across the cable.  I grabbed hold of the rope and attempted to turn my body around on the cable to be in a better position to grab the ropes to go across.  In doing so, I got out of balance and to save myself from falling, I sat down on the cable.  Then I tried to pull my body back up.  My neck fatigue and lack of enough upper body strength to pull my body back up was too much.  After only a step out on the line, I was told to lean forward and they gently and slowly lowered me down to the ground. 

It wasn't too  much later that Bro. Burt came to tell me that my 12 year old daughter, McKenzi has bragging rights in our house because she made it all the way across, as did most everyone else!

That's okay, because I'm going to go find myself a zip line that doesn't require any extra effort to get to it and enjoy the ride that this 45 year old body has earned after the surgeries and car accidents!

2)  Memories come alive again:  Okay - maybe this one isn't funny, but it was worth the whole trip!

I had to make an ice run during the first night's devotional, but on day two, I was able to attend.  This event made all my sacrifices as camp cook, well worth it.  The woman who wrote a song that kept me going through my youth spoke about how the song came to be.

Walk Tall, You’re a Daughter of God


1. Right now I have a prayer deep within my heart,
A prayer for each of you there is a special part.
That you remember who you are and Him who lives above.
Please seek for Him and live His way; you’ll feel His love.
 
Chorus:
Walk tall, you’re a daughter, a child of God.
Be strong—please remember who you are.
Try to understand, You’re part of His great plan.
He’s closer than you know—reach up, He’ll take your hand.
 
2. Long before the time you can remember,
Our Father held you in His arms so tender.
Those loving arms released you as He sent you down to earth.
He said, “My child, I love you. Don’t forget your great worth.”
 
3. This life on earth we knew would not be easy.
At times we lose our way—His plan we may not see.
But please remember always—please—that you are not alone.
He’ll take your hand. He loves you! He will guide you home.
 
Copyright © 1995, 1984 by Jackman Music Corporation, Orem Utah. Used by permission. All rights reserved. These pages may be copied for incidental, noncommercial church and home use. Arrangements in simplified, solo, and trio available from Jackman Music Corp. (Original version printed April 1979.)
 
I sang this song on the bus ride home from camp as a young girl, crying, knowing that I had never felt the Spirit so strongly before in my life, and wouldn't be feeling it back at home like that.
 
I sang it through my younger sister's terminal illness from an inoperable brain-stem tumor when I was 15 and 16.  She died a week before her 10th birthday and 3 weeks after I turned 16.
 
I sang my babies to sleep by this song.  I love it!  It was amazing to have the woman who wrote it tell us about how, even though she is not a musician, the words came to her as she was to teach a lesson to her group of Young Women.
 
3.  Rock Hard Ground to sleep on.

I didn't get much sleep before camp and even though I hoped that would change once I was no longer losing sleep worrying about forgetting something I needed to bring with us, it didn't. 
 
I was going to bring the sleeping mat I had bought for myself, but my sweet husband, got out the newer mat telling me it was better.  It was so hard, it was like sleeping on the ground.  It was also so hot the first two nights, that I took my extra blanket and folded it in half and lay on it as well.  It helped some, but not quite enough.  It wasn't until I was rolling up my mat to put it away the last day of camp, that I saw the cap I had neglected to take off to allow air to fill my "air mattress" and realized that the whole trip was over and I had been sleeping on a piece of canvas and a blanket!  Go figure!
 
It was an amazing time and I am thrilled to have experienced it with my 12 year old daughter who makes me so proud and even publicly declared that she was glad I was there with her and that I was the person she admired!!!  McKenzi, I admire you so much!  You amaze me with your sweet heart and numerous talents!  And how cool, that you found the bench that Chalyse painted and added her name to with the other Young Women who completed the service project at camp that many years ago.
 
It's great to be home with my husband and other children I missed!
 
Now I'd better get ready for my next adventure!