You Are So Beautiful To Me . . .

1. Dishwasher update

Before:

After:

"You are so Beautiful to me!
Can't you see? You're everything I've hoped for!
You're everything I need.
You are so beautiful to me!"
~Joe Cocker

Ode to a Dishwasher
By Sharee Gariety
(To be sung to the tune of "Bicycle Race" by Queen)
Dish-washer!
Dish-washer!
Dish-washer!
I love to load my dishwasher,
I love to load it up,
I love to load my dishwasher,
And fill the top rack with our cups!

And that's why I'm not a poet. However, my heart is so full of joy whenever I look upon my beautiful new dishwasher, I simply had to sing its praise somehow. I hope I never take that blessed machine for granted again. I really do love loading and unloading my dishwasher--so much, that I haven't even made Dallin & Daphne resume responsibility for that chore yet.

2. Here is Hayden. He loves the music class I do each week that is actually geared toward 2 & 3 year olds. Sean frequently boycotts the class, but Hayden shakes the instruments and bounces up and down while we sing songs. It's really cute.



3. Dallin lost another tooth. This one was unique because he lost it at recess playing "tackle football." He told me, his friends Bobby and Jacob both tackled him and that's when he felt his tooth floating around in his mouth. Unfortunately, it popped out and for all their searching, they couldn't find it. Thankfully, the nurse sent home this special note indicating that he'd lost a tooth on the playground, which he put under his pillow in lieu of his tooth. The tooth-fairy mercifully accepted such note as adequate proof, and he was rewarded with a dollar.



4. Venting: So I have been asked to help the youth with a Christmas song for them to sing in Sacrament meeting. I picked this great arrangement of "With Wond'ring Awe" that I think they will have a lot of fun with once they learn it. Well, last night was our first rehearsal (I get 20 minutes at the beginning of YM/YW) and since Arthur is out of town, I got coats on everybody, loaded up all the kids and drug them all down to the church with me to hang out while we rehearsed. Kind of a pain, but that's what a good person I am. ;)

Well, when I got home, I was going through and stapling the music so it would be easier to use for next rehearsal, and I come across this on the back of one of my pieces of music:

In case you can't read it, it says: "This is so boring."

I'm not gonna lie; it hurt my feelings, because I put thought into choosing a song I thought they'd enjoy, and I try to keep things moving and fun for the youth. Also it was a sacrifice for me to get my children over to the church when I'd rather have been putting them in bed. So it was kind-of a slap in the face.

Well then I got angry. (Robert: "Oh I'm angry." Giselle: "Angry. . ." Robert:"Angry, yes, have you ever heard of it?" Giselle, "Oh yes, I have heard of it." Robert "It's a very unpleasant emotion." . . . name the movie.) So I'm angry because it's my music. I bought and paid for it, and I don't care if you are bored, write on your own stupid piece of paper.

So now that I've gotten that off my chest, I am giving myself the advise I know my mom would give me if were here:

"Consider the source."

It's probably an insecure youth who was actually having the time of his life, but would never admit it because he wants to look cool for his friends. :) Alright maybe he wasn't having the time of his life, but he probably is insecure . . . (and thoughtless, and ungrateful, but we'll just go with insecure for now.) And I'll admit I often feel insecure myself. Case in point--this probably wouldn't bother me so much if I didn't feel so vulnerable myself, right? So if you've read this far, it would really help my self esteem if you could all leave comments about how awesome I am and how you would love it if I was teaching you a song to sing in sacrament meeting, and how if you were rich, you'd send me on a cruise to Tahiti or something along those lines. :)