I had the weirdest thing happen to me yesterday night.
So there I was, at work, with the place feeling completely dead.
I mean, there was like nobody in the store at all.
Really weird for a Saturday Night.
Considering it is a Saturday night.
But considering that the day before was Black Friday...not too weird, as most people who would have come on Saturday probably came on Friday and if they didn't come on Friday they were probably other places Friday and probably didn't want to spend more money.
Needless to say. There was hardly a customer to be found.
Which meant, that me and my coworkers found ourselves with more time than we had thought we would have.
That meant that we were able to get our closing tasks done early.
Really early.
As I was scheduled to leave half an hour before the store closed.
But because the store was so dead, I was able to go in and do a last sweep through of the cats we have. Making sure their cages were clean, scooping litter, ensuring they had food and water and of course, a bit of cuddling time.
So I grabbed everything I needed. And was able to finish the job in the last half hour of my shift.
Tada!
Only, something wasn't quite right.
As I was working on the cages,
My hands started to burn.
Like an itchy burn.
Like a chemical burn.
Which was totally weird, as I was sure I hadn't touched the stuff in our store that my skin seems to be sensitive to.
Plus, I was wearing gloves.
So I worked as quickly as I could through it.
And tore off the gloves as soon as the last cage was done.
To find, on my left hand a bite of sorts.
It looked like a mosquito bite really, itched like one too, and burned as well.
On my right hand, was a series of red dots, almost like tiny foot prints from thumb to pinky.
It was so weird!
Had their been something in my gloves? O.o I just got them fresh out of the box!
Had there been something on my hands before I put them on?
Possibly....whatever the case.
It sure irritated them for the next little bit.
But thankfully, it disappeared.
Still.
Totally weird.
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I was helping another girl to escape a sort of futuristic prison camp, and we had these snake like creatures, that would wrap around our wrists, and would give us temporary powers so long as they were there.
-S.N.D
Sunday, November 30, 2014
Saturday, November 29, 2014
Phone Check
Ever have those premonitions where you think about doing something, or having something happen, and then it happens?
Well, I was sitting in the theatre, watching the movie trailers, enjoying the visual effects, picking out movies I liked and didn't like.
Not thinking about much at all really.
But then, as the opening music to the main movie was starting.
I had this thought.
I should check my phone.
So I did, I checked it.
And discovered that I had missed two phone calls and a text from a friend,
who I hadn't been sure was going to come to the theatre.
As they hadn't said yay or nay.
But they were asking if I was there.
Not knowing where they were at the time.
I sent a responding text quickly back
-quickly because the theatre was dark and my screen was kinda bright.
Telling them where we were, and that the seat next to me on the row was still empty and that the movie had just barely started.
Not knowing where they were, or if they actually were going to come.
I waited,
and happened to glance at the stairs leading up to our seats,
and there was my friend coming up the stairs!
:D They had gotten my message right as they were about to buy their ticket, picking out the seat.
So my friend was able to sit right next to me!
Woot! ^^
Yay for having the thought to check my phone and acting upon it! :D
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Well, I was sitting in the theatre, watching the movie trailers, enjoying the visual effects, picking out movies I liked and didn't like.
Not thinking about much at all really.
But then, as the opening music to the main movie was starting.
I had this thought.
I should check my phone.
So I did, I checked it.
And discovered that I had missed two phone calls and a text from a friend,
who I hadn't been sure was going to come to the theatre.
As they hadn't said yay or nay.
But they were asking if I was there.
Not knowing where they were at the time.
I sent a responding text quickly back
-quickly because the theatre was dark and my screen was kinda bright.
Telling them where we were, and that the seat next to me on the row was still empty and that the movie had just barely started.
Not knowing where they were, or if they actually were going to come.
I waited,
and happened to glance at the stairs leading up to our seats,
and there was my friend coming up the stairs!
:D They had gotten my message right as they were about to buy their ticket, picking out the seat.
So my friend was able to sit right next to me!
Woot! ^^
Yay for having the thought to check my phone and acting upon it! :D
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Friday, November 28, 2014
Black Friday Truth
Sometimes, I need to watch my tongue on being too truthful.
As really, it can get me in trouble.
Like more than once.
Especially when I don't realize it until afterwards that there was a reason why the truth wasn't totally spoken in that particular moment.
Sometimes, well, most of the time, I can't help it.
If I know the answer, I want people to know the answer to.
So if they say something incorrect, I like to correct them so that they know the truth,
or tell them everything they need to know so they have all the pieces in order to make a plan.
Really, I should have lied through my teeth this morning.
You see, it was Black Friday.
And my store, like many a store, was doing a sale, and opening the doors two hours earlier than normal.
Which meant, I had to come into the store waaaay earlier than normal in order to make sure all our animals were fed and everything was ready in my department for the people to come.
In order to do this...I had to come in at 4am.
Which meant I had to be awake by like...3:30 am to get to work,
which meant that I needed a reaaaaallly early bedtime, as I knew I wouldn't last a minute if I tried the whole 'stay up all night' routine. Especially in an 8 hour shift, especially with lots of people coming in first thing in the morning. (Of course, nothing like other stores..... yay!)
Anywho.
You could say I was a bit, sleep fogged even with enough rest. (had a headache. bleh.)
It also didn't help that when the doors were opened, I was besieged by like two people at once wanting reptiles.
-I was also distracted watching the swarm of people coming to grab cat litter. O.o I don't comprehend why you want to get up before the sun to get 12 buckets of cat litter but ooookay.
One woman wanted a Bearded Dragon.
The other wanted an Eyelash Crested Gecko.
And here comes in the part where I should have been thinking more.
Where I should have been lying through my teeth.
As, I had a coworker who'd anxiously been waiting for our Black Friday sale to buy our Crested Gecko. It was going half off. She'd been wanting it forever.
The thing was, we had two of them, a regular and a fancy.
And this girl who asked to see them, asked to see both.
If I had been thinking, I would have said that the cage with the Gecko my coworker wanted was empty. (the thought did cross my mind. >.< grrr I really need to start listening to my thoughts more.)
If I had been thinking, I would have lied through my teeth and said that this particular gecko wasn't doing too great, that it wasn't eating well, that we were worried about it. -as the customer asked all these questions and I assured them that he was fine. *bangs head against wall.*
But I still thought they would want to look at the other one.
Ugh, if I had been thinking.....
But I wasn't.
I was caught up in the rush of customers coming in the store, in trying to help two people at once.
And before I could help it, before I could pull out the other gecko.
The girl decided that she wanted the first one....
And I turned to look....and there was my coworker standing there....
Two seconds too late.
Unable to get the gecko that she'd been wanting for forever.
Agh.
Yes....if I had been thinking....I would have made sure that she got first dibs.
I would have made it seem like the crested wasn't there.
And once the customer was gone out of the store, I would have grabbed it for my coworker.
So many ifs. So many thoughts on what could have been. Y_Y
Grrrr.
But beyond that one sour note, Y_Y
Black Friday at work went really well!
It was crazy for like the hour after we opened our doors, and then slowed down to a more manageable level. ^^ (just like I knew it would.)
And I managed to leave before it got crazy again, at work for the lunch time rush. :) Woot!!
I am sooo grateful that I work where I do. The people are all so nice to each other compared to other places I hear about. Definitely a good place to be. :)
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I was wandering around a school, trying to get from one set of finals to another, having not had time to study for the second due to having to go to the doctor -a difficult feat when I was stuck in a wheel chair, and everywhere the building seemed to not have been made for people in wheel chairs so I was having trouble getting to where I was going.- And the doctors visit wasn't much more comforting either, leaving me feeling worse about myself, rather than better. But I left to go to my second class final, Only to discover that it was kind of like the first day of school there. We didn't have any tests, the class was actually just starting, so I was a little bit ahead of this drama/film group because I'd managed to read like 1 of the 5 books I'd been supposed to read....
Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
As really, it can get me in trouble.
Like more than once.
Especially when I don't realize it until afterwards that there was a reason why the truth wasn't totally spoken in that particular moment.
Sometimes, well, most of the time, I can't help it.
If I know the answer, I want people to know the answer to.
So if they say something incorrect, I like to correct them so that they know the truth,
or tell them everything they need to know so they have all the pieces in order to make a plan.
Really, I should have lied through my teeth this morning.
You see, it was Black Friday.
And my store, like many a store, was doing a sale, and opening the doors two hours earlier than normal.
Which meant, I had to come into the store waaaay earlier than normal in order to make sure all our animals were fed and everything was ready in my department for the people to come.
In order to do this...I had to come in at 4am.
Which meant I had to be awake by like...3:30 am to get to work,
which meant that I needed a reaaaaallly early bedtime, as I knew I wouldn't last a minute if I tried the whole 'stay up all night' routine. Especially in an 8 hour shift, especially with lots of people coming in first thing in the morning. (Of course, nothing like other stores..... yay!)
Anywho.
You could say I was a bit, sleep fogged even with enough rest. (had a headache. bleh.)
It also didn't help that when the doors were opened, I was besieged by like two people at once wanting reptiles.
-I was also distracted watching the swarm of people coming to grab cat litter. O.o I don't comprehend why you want to get up before the sun to get 12 buckets of cat litter but ooookay.
One woman wanted a Bearded Dragon.
The other wanted an Eyelash Crested Gecko.
And here comes in the part where I should have been thinking more.
Where I should have been lying through my teeth.
As, I had a coworker who'd anxiously been waiting for our Black Friday sale to buy our Crested Gecko. It was going half off. She'd been wanting it forever.
The thing was, we had two of them, a regular and a fancy.
And this girl who asked to see them, asked to see both.
If I had been thinking, I would have said that the cage with the Gecko my coworker wanted was empty. (the thought did cross my mind. >.< grrr I really need to start listening to my thoughts more.)
If I had been thinking, I would have lied through my teeth and said that this particular gecko wasn't doing too great, that it wasn't eating well, that we were worried about it. -as the customer asked all these questions and I assured them that he was fine. *bangs head against wall.*
But I still thought they would want to look at the other one.
Ugh, if I had been thinking.....
But I wasn't.
I was caught up in the rush of customers coming in the store, in trying to help two people at once.
And before I could help it, before I could pull out the other gecko.
The girl decided that she wanted the first one....
And I turned to look....and there was my coworker standing there....
Two seconds too late.
Unable to get the gecko that she'd been wanting for forever.
Agh.
Yes....if I had been thinking....I would have made sure that she got first dibs.
I would have made it seem like the crested wasn't there.
And once the customer was gone out of the store, I would have grabbed it for my coworker.
So many ifs. So many thoughts on what could have been. Y_Y
Grrrr.
But beyond that one sour note, Y_Y
Black Friday at work went really well!
It was crazy for like the hour after we opened our doors, and then slowed down to a more manageable level. ^^ (just like I knew it would.)
And I managed to leave before it got crazy again, at work for the lunch time rush. :) Woot!!
I am sooo grateful that I work where I do. The people are all so nice to each other compared to other places I hear about. Definitely a good place to be. :)
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I was wandering around a school, trying to get from one set of finals to another, having not had time to study for the second due to having to go to the doctor -a difficult feat when I was stuck in a wheel chair, and everywhere the building seemed to not have been made for people in wheel chairs so I was having trouble getting to where I was going.- And the doctors visit wasn't much more comforting either, leaving me feeling worse about myself, rather than better. But I left to go to my second class final, Only to discover that it was kind of like the first day of school there. We didn't have any tests, the class was actually just starting, so I was a little bit ahead of this drama/film group because I'd managed to read like 1 of the 5 books I'd been supposed to read....
Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
Thursday, November 27, 2014
The Power of Prayer
Family prayer is a powerful and sustaining influence.
During the dark days of World War II, a 500-pound bomb fell outside the little home of Brother Patey, a young father in Liverpool, England, but the bomb did not go off.
His wife had died, so he was rearing his five children alone.
He gathered them together at this very anxious time for family prayer.
They "all prayed ... earnestly and when they had finished praying, the children said: 'Daddy, we will be all right.
We will be all right in our home tonight.'
"And so they went to bed, imagine, with that terrific bomb lying just outside the door half submerged in the ground.
If it had gone off it would have destroyed probably forty or fifty houses and killed two or three hundred people. ...
"The next morning the ... whole neighborhood was removed for forty-eight hours and the bomb was finally taken away. ...
"On the way back Brother Patey asked the foreman of the A.R.P. Squad: 'Well, what did you find?'
"Mr. Patey, we got at the bomb outside of your door and found it ready to explode at any moment.
There was nothing wrong with it.
We are puzzled why it did not go off.'"
Miraculous things happen when families pray together.
-James E. Faust -The Lifeline of Prayer -April 2002 General Conference
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
(prestory -today was my first time going into work on a 'store closed day' as animals need to be fed)
I was tossing and turning, trying to sleep, but my dad and mom were just on the other side of the wall, talking, and I could hear them, and my dad was constantly getting up and down, moving around, which was driving me crazy because here it was nearly 6am and I needed to get as much sleep as possible before I went into work. Finally my alarm went off, and I got up in a rather cranky mood because I hadn't really slept and went about doing my work chores of feeding the animals. My dad came in to see how I was doing, and I was complaining that I hadn't slept that well. And he apologized, saying he hadn't meant to keep me awake, but that he'd been worrying about me, because he had entered me into an audition. (that I vaguely recollected) and the person who had 'won' hadn't been able to receive the prize, -a tragedy in his book- but I don't think I had won either, and he thought that I deserved to win, that my audition had been great.
Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
During the dark days of World War II, a 500-pound bomb fell outside the little home of Brother Patey, a young father in Liverpool, England, but the bomb did not go off.
His wife had died, so he was rearing his five children alone.
He gathered them together at this very anxious time for family prayer.
They "all prayed ... earnestly and when they had finished praying, the children said: 'Daddy, we will be all right.
We will be all right in our home tonight.'
"And so they went to bed, imagine, with that terrific bomb lying just outside the door half submerged in the ground.
If it had gone off it would have destroyed probably forty or fifty houses and killed two or three hundred people. ...
"The next morning the ... whole neighborhood was removed for forty-eight hours and the bomb was finally taken away. ...
"On the way back Brother Patey asked the foreman of the A.R.P. Squad: 'Well, what did you find?'
"Mr. Patey, we got at the bomb outside of your door and found it ready to explode at any moment.
There was nothing wrong with it.
We are puzzled why it did not go off.'"
Miraculous things happen when families pray together.
-James E. Faust -The Lifeline of Prayer -April 2002 General Conference
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
(prestory -today was my first time going into work on a 'store closed day' as animals need to be fed)
I was tossing and turning, trying to sleep, but my dad and mom were just on the other side of the wall, talking, and I could hear them, and my dad was constantly getting up and down, moving around, which was driving me crazy because here it was nearly 6am and I needed to get as much sleep as possible before I went into work. Finally my alarm went off, and I got up in a rather cranky mood because I hadn't really slept and went about doing my work chores of feeding the animals. My dad came in to see how I was doing, and I was complaining that I hadn't slept that well. And he apologized, saying he hadn't meant to keep me awake, but that he'd been worrying about me, because he had entered me into an audition. (that I vaguely recollected) and the person who had 'won' hadn't been able to receive the prize, -a tragedy in his book- but I don't think I had won either, and he thought that I deserved to win, that my audition had been great.
Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
Wednesday, November 26, 2014
Movie Time!
I'm a bit of a people pleaser.
Trying to make everyone happy, so that I can be happy that everyone is happy.
My latest round of people pleasing involved going to a movie.
Big Hero 6.
(Awesome movie you should go see it!)
I wanted to get a big group of friends together to see it before everyone really disappeared for Thanksgiving break. (too late most of them already had.)
And it came down to the point....where I had friends who couldn't go an evening movie,
and friends who couldn't go to a mid afternoon movie.
But I wanted to hang out with both groups of friends.
You probably guess what happened next.
Yes.
In order to see both sets of friends,
I went and saw the movie twice.
In one day.
One right after the other really.
It was literally a get in see movie, come out and twenty minutes later go back in sort of situation.
But oh, oh so worth it.
^^ I love hanging out with friends. I wish that we could do it more often.
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I was out and about doing things, being with a group of people, when an older woman suddenly pulled out a gun, trying to shoot people, because she was jealous that me (me being Richard Castle from the show Castle) was engaged to Beckett and not to her. As she'd mistakenly believed that she was the only one for me. (she got younger in looks as the dream progressed) To try and get me to marry her, she amassed a huge mob/army of people bent on attacking everyone else to keep me from meeting anyone else, but somehow I managed to soothe everything over, then me, as myself...I ended up signing a bunch of books of things that I had published, which was a new experience for me because I'd never had anyone ask for me to sign something I'd written, especially because I'd only published a couple of short stories online, but all the girls (they were all girls) were so into those short stories, wanting more, and loving them, it was an awesome feeling....
Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
Trying to make everyone happy, so that I can be happy that everyone is happy.
My latest round of people pleasing involved going to a movie.
Big Hero 6.
(Awesome movie you should go see it!)
I wanted to get a big group of friends together to see it before everyone really disappeared for Thanksgiving break. (too late most of them already had.)
And it came down to the point....where I had friends who couldn't go an evening movie,
and friends who couldn't go to a mid afternoon movie.
But I wanted to hang out with both groups of friends.
You probably guess what happened next.
Yes.
In order to see both sets of friends,
I went and saw the movie twice.
In one day.
One right after the other really.
It was literally a get in see movie, come out and twenty minutes later go back in sort of situation.
But oh, oh so worth it.
^^ I love hanging out with friends. I wish that we could do it more often.
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I was out and about doing things, being with a group of people, when an older woman suddenly pulled out a gun, trying to shoot people, because she was jealous that me (me being Richard Castle from the show Castle) was engaged to Beckett and not to her. As she'd mistakenly believed that she was the only one for me. (she got younger in looks as the dream progressed) To try and get me to marry her, she amassed a huge mob/army of people bent on attacking everyone else to keep me from meeting anyone else, but somehow I managed to soothe everything over, then me, as myself...I ended up signing a bunch of books of things that I had published, which was a new experience for me because I'd never had anyone ask for me to sign something I'd written, especially because I'd only published a couple of short stories online, but all the girls (they were all girls) were so into those short stories, wanting more, and loving them, it was an awesome feeling....
Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
Tuesday, November 25, 2014
An Unexpected Walk-In
There I was, doing my morning chores at work.
This particular one, involving the hurricane of feathers aka, cleaning the bird cages.
I'd just gotten to the last bit of the task.
Cleaning the glass, before I could tidy everything away,
When one of my coworkers came up to me,
A smile on his face.
A look in his eye.
That made me groan inside.
A customer most likely needing help. Which the store wasn't even open yet! Why would they need help? Why would he be pulling me away from my tasks!!
He tapped on the glass, motioning for me to come out of the hurricane.
"One of your animals got loose." He said once I had emerged from the swirling feathers.
I blinked. Oh. That would be important.
"Which one?" I asked following after him.
"A tortoise."
"We don't have one of those." I said immediately. We didn't. We sold our last Tortoise on Saturday and hadn't yet gotten in one yet. Maybe he meant a turtle? Maybe one of my coworkers had placed a water turtle into an empty tank to clean their actual cage and forgot to put him back? No....
We rounded the corner.
And what do you know...there was this tortoise right in the middle of the floor by our fish podium!
()_()
WHERE IN THE WORLD DID HE COME FROM?!?!
Seriously. Where?
All I could say was "But..he's not ours! We don't have one!"
I picked him up, pulling bits of dust bunny fluff off of him.
He was active, he was trying to walk right out of my hands.
But...he still wasn't ours!
I double checked, making sure we had none in our inventory. We hadn't even LOST a tortoise.
Really....how could you lose a tortoise anyway. O.o they can't climb out of the cage.
So unless this guy has been wandering around the store longer than I've been working there...
it wasn't our tortoise.
Which meant. We couldn't sell him.
Why?
Because he wasn't part of our inventory.
And since there was no way he could have escaped from anywhere in our store.
(Which if our vet was the sort to see reptiles could have been possible...)
Not to mention the oddness of his location....over by the fish?
Which meant. Someone...had dropped him off. Someone had left him here.
I have no idea how long he's been wandering around the store.
:S
I'd like to think that it was brief.
Like, we found him within the hour. That maybe someone walked through the vets door before the main store opened and just....well left him there.
-Really people? Really!! Just leave him on the floor where he could've been ran over or injured? Why not in a BOX!
He may have been left over night....maybe...
Really. I have no idea. I closed last night and saw no sign of him, but I was distracted....I saw no sign this morning, but I was in the middle of birds....
Soo who left the Tortoise there?!
No idea, but poor thing felt rather cold. :S So I set him up in one of our spare tanks to warm him up.
Since we couldn't sell him, it meant we would either need to call a rescue group or have one of us take him.
And I had the perfect person to take him.
As you see, my daddoo, had mentioned earlier that he would love to have a Tortiose. But at the pricey prices we sell them at......
Well.... guess who just got His Christmas Present Early?
He did!
The Tortoise is now chilling or I guess...warming up, in a nice new home. ^^
So excited!
I was glad that I was able to help rescue this guy. ^^ As he was seriously adorable. :D
Aint he cute?!?! :)
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
This particular one, involving the hurricane of feathers aka, cleaning the bird cages.
I'd just gotten to the last bit of the task.
Cleaning the glass, before I could tidy everything away,
When one of my coworkers came up to me,
A smile on his face.
A look in his eye.
That made me groan inside.
A customer most likely needing help. Which the store wasn't even open yet! Why would they need help? Why would he be pulling me away from my tasks!!
He tapped on the glass, motioning for me to come out of the hurricane.
"One of your animals got loose." He said once I had emerged from the swirling feathers.
I blinked. Oh. That would be important.
"Which one?" I asked following after him.
"A tortoise."
"We don't have one of those." I said immediately. We didn't. We sold our last Tortoise on Saturday and hadn't yet gotten in one yet. Maybe he meant a turtle? Maybe one of my coworkers had placed a water turtle into an empty tank to clean their actual cage and forgot to put him back? No....
We rounded the corner.
And what do you know...there was this tortoise right in the middle of the floor by our fish podium!
()_()
WHERE IN THE WORLD DID HE COME FROM?!?!
Seriously. Where?
All I could say was "But..he's not ours! We don't have one!"
I picked him up, pulling bits of dust bunny fluff off of him.
He was active, he was trying to walk right out of my hands.
But...he still wasn't ours!
I double checked, making sure we had none in our inventory. We hadn't even LOST a tortoise.
Really....how could you lose a tortoise anyway. O.o they can't climb out of the cage.
So unless this guy has been wandering around the store longer than I've been working there...
it wasn't our tortoise.
Which meant. We couldn't sell him.
Why?
Because he wasn't part of our inventory.
And since there was no way he could have escaped from anywhere in our store.
(Which if our vet was the sort to see reptiles could have been possible...)
Not to mention the oddness of his location....over by the fish?
Which meant. Someone...had dropped him off. Someone had left him here.
I have no idea how long he's been wandering around the store.
:S
I'd like to think that it was brief.
Like, we found him within the hour. That maybe someone walked through the vets door before the main store opened and just....well left him there.
-Really people? Really!! Just leave him on the floor where he could've been ran over or injured? Why not in a BOX!
He may have been left over night....maybe...
Really. I have no idea. I closed last night and saw no sign of him, but I was distracted....I saw no sign this morning, but I was in the middle of birds....
Soo who left the Tortoise there?!
No idea, but poor thing felt rather cold. :S So I set him up in one of our spare tanks to warm him up.
Since we couldn't sell him, it meant we would either need to call a rescue group or have one of us take him.
And I had the perfect person to take him.
As you see, my daddoo, had mentioned earlier that he would love to have a Tortiose. But at the pricey prices we sell them at......
Well.... guess who just got His Christmas Present Early?
He did!
The Tortoise is now chilling or I guess...warming up, in a nice new home. ^^
So excited!
I was glad that I was able to help rescue this guy. ^^ As he was seriously adorable. :D
Aint he cute?!?! :)
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Monday, November 24, 2014
April 2002 General Conference Sunday Afternoon
Russell M. Nelson -How Firm Our Foundation
Sharon G. Larsen -Standing in Holy Places
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I was in school taking a test, not that I was a student. I was graduated, but I had ended up in a classroom, I think to just learn, and the teacher -my Anatomy teacher- was handing out quizzes. I read the questions, and answered them, and then when he graded them it turned out that I had gotten a 100% He asked if I was part of this class and I told him no, that I had graduated a couple of years ago. Which seemed to impress him because he turned to the rest of the class and told them that I had managed to answer questions without studying and get them all right while everyone else was doing less than well. He even pointed out one student that hadn't even tried to answer the questions, circling the answers that were obviously wrong, that didn't even fit with the question. He then asked who else wasn't a student a few other people raised their hands and stated that they had gotten over 100% on their quizzes, which made me feel not as great. How could they get over a 100? Still, I managed to console myself that I had still gotten a perfect score.
But then I was in a sort of camp in the back yard, I was on a mission to gather some wings to smuggle them away from the evil general so he couldn't use them. I went to the table selling supplies, looking at different things, and slowly passed my brother who slipped a long thing package containing the wings from under some blankets and handed them to me. I immediately went inside and upstairs to my bedroom closet and placed the wings in there, working to hide them by moving my skirts and shirts over the top of them and piling things on top while trying to make it look like I wasn't trying to hide anything there. Make it look natural. But somehow, the wings got out, we fought, and then I was falling the wings being placed on my back....
Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
- When a mother bears and cares for a child, she not only helps the earth answer the end of its creations, but she glorifies God!
- Just as building and institutions have foundations, so do we as individuals have foundations that support our faith. Some are weak; some are strong. We can waffle "like a wave of the sea driven with the wind and tossed," or we can stand on a firm foundations and anchor ourselves with straps of spiritual steel, rooted and grounded to the timeless pillars of the gospel.
- "Strait is the gate, and narrow the way that leadeth unto the exaltation and continuation of the lives, and few there be that find it, because ye receive me not in the world neither do ye know me. But if ye receive me in the world, then shall ye know me."
- Principle 1: Have a sincere desire to know the truth.
- Principle 2: Learn the importance of reading the scriptures.
- Reading the scriptures. You need to study them in order to come to know God, who is the source of all truth.
- Principle 3: Learn the value of prayer.
- Joseph came to know the truth because he prayed. In our time, millions of members of this Church also testify of the reality of the Restoration because, following that counsel, they asked the Lord with faith. You have the same right to receive an answer to your prayers because a testimony is a gift that God gives only to those who ask with real intent. Try it, and the promise will be fulfilled.
- Principle 4: Discover the blessing of meditation.
- Principle 5: Experience the joy of going to church.
- The Lord said that charity is "the pure love of Christ," that which is "most joyous to the soul," "the greatest of all the gifts of God," "perfect" and "everlasting."
- All men may have the gift of love, but charity is bestowed only upon those who are true followers of Christ.
- 1. Recognize His love.
- 2. Receive His love in humility.
- Receive it. Feel it. It is not enough just to know that God loves you. The gift is to be felt continually day by day. It will then be a divine motivator throughout your life.
- 3. Convey His love.
- "Welcome the opportunity that takes you beyond your ordinary self if you would grow."
- If I could have one thing happen for every woman in this Church, it would be that they would feel the love of the Lord in their lives daily.
- We have to be careful what we desire, for the Lord grants unto us the desires of our heart.
- "Whether they be unto salvation or unto destruction." God will grant unto us, according to our will, the things which we desire.
- I always wanted to go where the Lord wanted me to go, to say what He wanted me to say--"I'll be what you want me to be," dear Lord.
- Perhaps what we feel during conference is similar to the feeling experienced by the Savior's earliest disciples as they followed Him from place to place to hear Him teach the good news of His gospel.
- We sometimes fail to understand that the everlasting peace Jesus promises is an inner peace, born in faith, anchored by testimony, nurtured with love, and expressed through continual obedience and repentance. It is a peace of spirit that echoes through the heart and the soul. If one truly knows and experiences this inner peace, there is no fear from worldly disharmony or discord. One knows deep down inside that all is well as far as the things that really matter are concerned.
- There is no peace in sin.
- One cannot be at peace if one is living a life out of harmony with revealed truth.
- God's peace is not to be hoarded. Rather, it is to be shared liberally with our families, our friends, and our communities. It is to be shared with the Church as well as those who are not members of our Church.
- Our faith, our knowledge is not based on ancient tradition, the creeds which came of a finite understanding and out of the almost infinite discussions of men trying to arrive at a definition of the risen Christ. Our faith, our knowledge comes of the witness of a prophet in this dispensation who saw before him the great God of the universe and His Beloved Son, the resurrected Lord Jesus Christ.
Sharon G. Larsen -Standing in Holy Places
- Standing in holy places is all about being in good company, whether you are alone or with others.
- When we determine within ourselves that we will control our thoughts and our actions and be the best we can possibly be, the best of life will come to us.
- A holy place is where we feel safe, secure, loved and comforted.
- It is possible the loneliest of times are when we are surrounded by people, even friends, who are making wrong choices, and we have to stand alone. There are some places it would not be safe for you to go even to help someone in need. The Lord said to stand in holy places. There are places where the Spirit would never be. You know where those places are. Stay away from them. Do not encourage a curiosity that ought to be stopped. Pay attention to what you are feeling so you will know when you are feeling unsure or uneasy.
- Holy places can be wherever you are--alone, in a crowd, with strangers, with friends.
- "Stand a little higher and let the nobility of good character shine through [your] lives. "
- All of you have been blessed with many talents and gifts.
- As women, we were born with a natural ability to love and nurture others.
- To nurture means to support each other, to encourage each other, to nourish and love each other.
- Let us not use a loud voice but a soft voice when we talk to those we love.
- Being a mother is a great blessing, not a sacrifice.
- Our prophets have said that they don't worry about the youth who pray twice a day. Now, if they don't worry about us, then we don't need to worry about ourselves, as long as we sincerely pray twice a day.
- The divine light which you carry within your soul is inherited from God because you are His daughter. Part of the light which makes you so magnificent is the blessing of womanhood. What a wonderful thing it is for you to know that your female, feminine characteristics are an endowment from God. Our latter-day prophets teach that "gender is an essential characteristic of individual premortal, mortal, and eternal identity and purpose." It is a holy blessing to be born with the exquisite qualities of a daughter of God. Women of God, both old and young, are spiritual and sensitive, tender and gentle. They have a kind, nurturing nature. This is your inheritance. Never belittle the gifts God has given to you. Develop the divinity that is within you. Don't dull the brightness of the spirit you came with from heaven. The Lord needs your goodness and your influence in this world.
- The world will try to make you think that being good is outdated and old-fashioned and that popularity comes from breaking the rules and lowering your standards. Don't buy into that way of thinking. As you watch TV or read magazines, you might be made to feel abnormal when, really, you are the one who has it figured out.
- The kind of young woman who can be a terrific torchbearer has high standards all the time, not just in her prom dress, but every, ordinary day.
- You have made modesty a way of life. It is more than how you dress:
- 1. Your behavior is decent and modest, and yet you are very fun to be with.
- 2. Your language is never crude but happy and interesting.
- 3. You are well groomed, and that is appealing.
- 4. You are focused on developing your talents and achieving your goals, not piercing and tattooing and flaunting your body.
- 5. You play sports with gusto but never lose control.
- 6. You don't seem to care about what the latest pop star wears or does because you have a certain style of your own.
- In summary, you do not imitate the world's standards because you know a higher standard.
- It is so much easier to do what is right than it is to do what is wrong. Life is so much less complicated when you are good.
- "Let us plant our feet upon the highway that leads to happiness and the celestial kingdom, not just occasionally, but every day, and every hour, because if we will stay on the Lord's side of the line, if we will remain under the influence of our Heavenly Father, the adversary cannot even tempt us. But if we go into the devil's territory ... we will be unhappy and that unhappiness will increase as the years go by, unless we repent of our sins and turn to the Lord."
- "If you ever find yourself where you hadn't ought to be--then get out!"
- I have always felt that if we speak in generalities, we rarely have success; but if we speak in specifics, we will rarely have a failure.
- First, an attitude of gratitude.
- You are precious in their sight and in the sight of your Heavenly Father. He hears your prayers. He extends to you His peace and His love. Stay close to Him and to His Son, and you will not walk alone.
- Second, a longing for learning.
- 'Faith and doubt cannot exist in the same mind at the same time, for one will dispel the other."
- "Seek ye out of the best books words of wisdom; seek learning, even by study and also by faith."
- We must be true to our ideals, for ideals are like the stars: you can't touch them with your hands, but by following them you reach your destination.
- Third, a devotion to discipline.
- "You can't be right by doing wrong; you can't be wrong by doing right." Your personal conscience always warns you as a friend before it punishes you as a judge.
- The battle for self-discipline may leave you a bit bruised and battered but always a better person. Self-discipline is a rigorous process at best; too many of us want it to be effortless and painless. Should temporary setbacks afflict us, a very significant part of our struggle for self-discipline is the determination and the courage to try again.
- "How glorious and near to the angels is youth that is clean; this youth has joy unspeakable here and eternal happiness hereafter."
- Finally, let each of us cultivate a willingness to work.
- There will come into every life moments of despair and the need for direction from a divine source--even an unspoken plea for help. With all my heart and soul I testify to you that our Heavenly Father loves you, is mindful of you, and will not abandon you.
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I was in school taking a test, not that I was a student. I was graduated, but I had ended up in a classroom, I think to just learn, and the teacher -my Anatomy teacher- was handing out quizzes. I read the questions, and answered them, and then when he graded them it turned out that I had gotten a 100% He asked if I was part of this class and I told him no, that I had graduated a couple of years ago. Which seemed to impress him because he turned to the rest of the class and told them that I had managed to answer questions without studying and get them all right while everyone else was doing less than well. He even pointed out one student that hadn't even tried to answer the questions, circling the answers that were obviously wrong, that didn't even fit with the question. He then asked who else wasn't a student a few other people raised their hands and stated that they had gotten over 100% on their quizzes, which made me feel not as great. How could they get over a 100? Still, I managed to console myself that I had still gotten a perfect score.
But then I was in a sort of camp in the back yard, I was on a mission to gather some wings to smuggle them away from the evil general so he couldn't use them. I went to the table selling supplies, looking at different things, and slowly passed my brother who slipped a long thing package containing the wings from under some blankets and handed them to me. I immediately went inside and upstairs to my bedroom closet and placed the wings in there, working to hide them by moving my skirts and shirts over the top of them and piling things on top while trying to make it look like I wasn't trying to hide anything there. Make it look natural. But somehow, the wings got out, we fought, and then I was falling the wings being placed on my back....
Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
Sunday, November 23, 2014
Not This Time
I've noticed quite the little trend when it comes to me accepting callings for church.
One that shouldn't be a trend, but is.
You see, the past...well several callings....like every single one in the last year or so....
I've been called to do some sort of thing.
Expecting to be sustained in church the next Sunday.
Only....
To not be called to be sustained.
Perhaps they were busy, distracted, had too many names.
Maybe they would do it the next week.
Only...to not have them do it again.
Which meant....
That I have needed to remind the bishopric to sustain me at that point in time.
Which is what happened today.
I needed to remind them that I needed to be sustained and set apart first....
Its crazy. I can see this situation happening like once.
But multiple times?
lol maybe it's a sign.
A sign that they've given me the wrong calling since they can't remember to officially call me.
Or perhaps it's satan trying extra hard to keep me from being sustained....either way.
I wish they would remember.
:)
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I was packing up the entire petstore, as well as belongings I wanted to keep from my home to take with us to a different planet, as Earth...was dying and we didn't have much time left before it became unsustainable. So we were taking everything we could, going through some sort of dimensional portal to a mars like planet that had had colonies in the past as there were houses already built and established there. Very old, cracked and crumbling homes. They were kinda creepy really, but we didn't have much of a choice on where to stay. I wanted to get clean after all that moving, so I went to this big and spacious bathroom that had some natural light flooding in but no actual lights, and could not for the life of me, figure out how to turn on the shower. It seemed like there were switches on the wall outside of the room that would make it work, but all I managed to do was turn on a video camera showing the last occupant of the shower which was rather....creepy. Who would want to watch you take a shower? From multiple view points? *shudders* I called to my mom and my sister to see if they could help me figure out how to work the shower/tub/pool thing, though I had high doubts that it would work from all the cracks and from how long it hadn't been in use, when my sister pointed to an odd pile of clothing in a corner nook of the pool area. Clothing....that still had someone in it, though I couldn't see the head from my position, just the body. A dead body, though I refused to believe that it was that, but I didn't want to get closer to inspect, yet considering this place had been empty for years, if it was a body it shouldn't have been still in skin, it should have just been bones if that....
Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
One that shouldn't be a trend, but is.
You see, the past...well several callings....like every single one in the last year or so....
I've been called to do some sort of thing.
Expecting to be sustained in church the next Sunday.
Only....
To not be called to be sustained.
Perhaps they were busy, distracted, had too many names.
Maybe they would do it the next week.
Only...to not have them do it again.
Which meant....
That I have needed to remind the bishopric to sustain me at that point in time.
Which is what happened today.
I needed to remind them that I needed to be sustained and set apart first....
Its crazy. I can see this situation happening like once.
But multiple times?
lol maybe it's a sign.
A sign that they've given me the wrong calling since they can't remember to officially call me.
Or perhaps it's satan trying extra hard to keep me from being sustained....either way.
I wish they would remember.
:)
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I was packing up the entire petstore, as well as belongings I wanted to keep from my home to take with us to a different planet, as Earth...was dying and we didn't have much time left before it became unsustainable. So we were taking everything we could, going through some sort of dimensional portal to a mars like planet that had had colonies in the past as there were houses already built and established there. Very old, cracked and crumbling homes. They were kinda creepy really, but we didn't have much of a choice on where to stay. I wanted to get clean after all that moving, so I went to this big and spacious bathroom that had some natural light flooding in but no actual lights, and could not for the life of me, figure out how to turn on the shower. It seemed like there were switches on the wall outside of the room that would make it work, but all I managed to do was turn on a video camera showing the last occupant of the shower which was rather....creepy. Who would want to watch you take a shower? From multiple view points? *shudders* I called to my mom and my sister to see if they could help me figure out how to work the shower/tub/pool thing, though I had high doubts that it would work from all the cracks and from how long it hadn't been in use, when my sister pointed to an odd pile of clothing in a corner nook of the pool area. Clothing....that still had someone in it, though I couldn't see the head from my position, just the body. A dead body, though I refused to believe that it was that, but I didn't want to get closer to inspect, yet considering this place had been empty for years, if it was a body it shouldn't have been still in skin, it should have just been bones if that....
Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
Saturday, November 22, 2014
It's Cold Outside. :D
I'm a fan of cute music videos.
Especially ones that are just....cool.
A different concept than the usual run of the meal videos artists release.
Ones that tell part of a story.
This video below is my current favorite to play. :) Insomuch, that it's literally been stuck in my head for the past few days. :)
Idina Menzel and Michael Buble's take on "Baby It's Cold Outside."
Especially ones that are just....cool.
A different concept than the usual run of the meal videos artists release.
Ones that tell part of a story.
This video below is my current favorite to play. :) Insomuch, that it's literally been stuck in my head for the past few days. :)
Idina Menzel and Michael Buble's take on "Baby It's Cold Outside."
A Video definitely up my alley. ^^ I love the cold after all. lol.
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Friday, November 21, 2014
I want 'Color!'
So there I was,
Unbagging fish.
When I heard the call for me to go help a customer....
at fish.
I looked around in confusion.
Why would someone page me to be at the fish....when I was already at the fish?
But there was this older gentleman there, staring at one of our display tanks, so I walked up to him and asked him if he needed help.
"Do these fish go with other fish?" He asked tilting his head to our goldfish tank.
He had a plastic bin in his hands and for a wild moment I thought he was wanting to put the fish (which weren't for sell) into that thing to take home. That he wanted those fish.
"It depends on the fish." I said cautiously.
"Do those fish go with other fish?" He repeated.
"Those are goldfish, so no...they only go with goldfish, they can't go with tropical fish."
"Oh...so I can't put them in my tank?"
"What do you have in your tank?"
"Some gouramis an angel fish...."
I shook my head. "No, they can't."
"Oh, what can go into my tank then? I'm looking for color, it's all so bland I need color!"
"Well then, you probably want to go for these..." I didn't get to the 'colorful' fish. The platy's the tetras the guppies. He got distracted with the sharks.
"Can these go in my tanks?"
I thought he meant the rainbow sharks, which are black and red. Which had color. "Yes, but only one."
"Alright." He lowered his hand to the tank below the sharks and pointed to some others. "I want one of these then."
Confusion....those sharks weren't 'colorful' they were black...and silver.... so double checked, and yes that was what he wanted.
He then proceeded to pick out a few black fish and white fish. All the while I'm catching them thinking. This....is color? This isn't color! Black and white isn't what I picture when you said you wanted color!
He did end up picking out some green, orange, and red fish as well. So my confusion was partially satisfied.
Still though....black and white....not what I picture when I think of a 'colorful' tank.
Maybe for him. 'black and white' was the 'color.'
;) lol he was old enough to be alive when the world was in 'black and white' (aka black and white television.) That's what I think anyways. Or else....the fish were bright...who knows. He got the fish and was happy about it. ^^;;
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Unbagging fish.
When I heard the call for me to go help a customer....
at fish.
I looked around in confusion.
Why would someone page me to be at the fish....when I was already at the fish?
But there was this older gentleman there, staring at one of our display tanks, so I walked up to him and asked him if he needed help.
"Do these fish go with other fish?" He asked tilting his head to our goldfish tank.
He had a plastic bin in his hands and for a wild moment I thought he was wanting to put the fish (which weren't for sell) into that thing to take home. That he wanted those fish.
"It depends on the fish." I said cautiously.
"Do those fish go with other fish?" He repeated.
"Those are goldfish, so no...they only go with goldfish, they can't go with tropical fish."
"Oh...so I can't put them in my tank?"
"What do you have in your tank?"
"Some gouramis an angel fish...."
I shook my head. "No, they can't."
"Oh, what can go into my tank then? I'm looking for color, it's all so bland I need color!"
"Well then, you probably want to go for these..." I didn't get to the 'colorful' fish. The platy's the tetras the guppies. He got distracted with the sharks.
"Can these go in my tanks?"
I thought he meant the rainbow sharks, which are black and red. Which had color. "Yes, but only one."
"Alright." He lowered his hand to the tank below the sharks and pointed to some others. "I want one of these then."
Confusion....those sharks weren't 'colorful' they were black...and silver.... so double checked, and yes that was what he wanted.
He then proceeded to pick out a few black fish and white fish. All the while I'm catching them thinking. This....is color? This isn't color! Black and white isn't what I picture when you said you wanted color!
He did end up picking out some green, orange, and red fish as well. So my confusion was partially satisfied.
Still though....black and white....not what I picture when I think of a 'colorful' tank.
Maybe for him. 'black and white' was the 'color.'
;) lol he was old enough to be alive when the world was in 'black and white' (aka black and white television.) That's what I think anyways. Or else....the fish were bright...who knows. He got the fish and was happy about it. ^^;;
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Thursday, November 20, 2014
A Lightning Blessing
Let me share a story with you suggesting how soon and how unexpectedly those tomorrows can come and in some cases how little time you may have to make hasty, belated preparation.
On the afternoon of Wednesday, September 30, 1998, just two years ago last week, a Little League football team in Inkom Idaho, was out on the field for its midweek practice.
They had completed their warm-ups and were starting to run a few plays from scrimmage.
Dark clouds were gathering, as they sometimes do in the fall, and it began to rain lightly, but that was of no concern to a group of boys who loved playing football.
Suddenly, seemingly out of nowhere, an absolutely deafening crack of thunder split the air, inseparable from the flash of lightning that illuminated, literally electrified, the entire scene.
At that very moment a young friend of mine, A. J. Edwards, then a deacon in the Portneuf Ward of the McCammon Idaho Stake, was ready for the ball on a handoff that was sure to be touchdown in this little intersquad bit of horseplay.
But the lightning that had illuminated earth and sky struck A. J. Edwards from the crown of his football helmet to the soles of his shoes.
The impact of the strike stunned all the players, knocking a few to the ground, leaving one player temporarily without his sight and virtually all the rest of the players dazed and shaken.
Instinctively they started running for the concrete pavilion adjacent to the park.
Some of the boys began to cry.
Many of them fell to their knees and began to pray.
Through it all, A. J. Edwards lay motionless on the field.
Brother David Johnson of the Rapid Creek Ward, McCammon Idaho Stake, rushed to the player's side.
He shouted to coach and fellow ward member Rex Shaffer, "I can't get a pulse.
He's in cardiac arrest."
These two men, rather miraculously both trained emergency medical technicians, started a life-against-death effort in CPR.
Cradling A. J.'s head as the men worked was the young defensive coach of the team, 18-year-old Bryce Reynolds, a member of the Mountain View Ward, McCammon Idaho Stake.
As he watched Brother Johnson and Brother Shaffer urgently applying CPR, he had an impression.
I am confident it was a revelation from heaven in every sense of the word.
He remembered vividly a priesthood blessing that the bishop had once given his grandfather following an equally tragic and equally life-threatening accident years earlier.
Now, as he held this young deacon in his arms, he realized that for the first time in his life he needed to use his newly conferred Melchizedek Priesthood in a similar way.
In anticipation of his 19th birthday and forthcoming call to serve a mission, Young Bryce Reynolds had been ordained an elder just 39 days earlier.
Whether he audibly spoke the words or only uttered them under his breath, Elder Reynolds said: "A.J. Edwards, in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ and by the power and authority of the Melchizedek Priesthood which I hold, I bless you that you will be OK.
In the name of Jesus Christ, amen."
As Bryce Reynolds closed that brief but fervent blessing offered in the language of an 18-year-old, A. J. Edwards drew his first renewed breath.
The ongoing prayers, miracles, and additional priesthood blessings of that entire experience--including a high-speed ambulance drive to Pocatello and a near-hopeless LifeFlight to the burn center at the University of Utah--all of that the Edwards family can share with us at a later time.
It is sufficient to say that a very healthy and very robust A. J. Edwards is in the audience tonight with his father as my special guests.
I also recently talked on the telephone with Elder Bryce Reynolds, who has been serving faithfully in the Texas Dallas Mission for the past 17 months.
I love these two wonderful young men.
-Jeffrey R. Holland -"Sanctify Yourselves" -October 2000 General Conference
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
On the afternoon of Wednesday, September 30, 1998, just two years ago last week, a Little League football team in Inkom Idaho, was out on the field for its midweek practice.
They had completed their warm-ups and were starting to run a few plays from scrimmage.
Dark clouds were gathering, as they sometimes do in the fall, and it began to rain lightly, but that was of no concern to a group of boys who loved playing football.
Suddenly, seemingly out of nowhere, an absolutely deafening crack of thunder split the air, inseparable from the flash of lightning that illuminated, literally electrified, the entire scene.
At that very moment a young friend of mine, A. J. Edwards, then a deacon in the Portneuf Ward of the McCammon Idaho Stake, was ready for the ball on a handoff that was sure to be touchdown in this little intersquad bit of horseplay.
But the lightning that had illuminated earth and sky struck A. J. Edwards from the crown of his football helmet to the soles of his shoes.
The impact of the strike stunned all the players, knocking a few to the ground, leaving one player temporarily without his sight and virtually all the rest of the players dazed and shaken.
Instinctively they started running for the concrete pavilion adjacent to the park.
Some of the boys began to cry.
Many of them fell to their knees and began to pray.
Through it all, A. J. Edwards lay motionless on the field.
Brother David Johnson of the Rapid Creek Ward, McCammon Idaho Stake, rushed to the player's side.
He shouted to coach and fellow ward member Rex Shaffer, "I can't get a pulse.
He's in cardiac arrest."
These two men, rather miraculously both trained emergency medical technicians, started a life-against-death effort in CPR.
Cradling A. J.'s head as the men worked was the young defensive coach of the team, 18-year-old Bryce Reynolds, a member of the Mountain View Ward, McCammon Idaho Stake.
As he watched Brother Johnson and Brother Shaffer urgently applying CPR, he had an impression.
I am confident it was a revelation from heaven in every sense of the word.
He remembered vividly a priesthood blessing that the bishop had once given his grandfather following an equally tragic and equally life-threatening accident years earlier.
Now, as he held this young deacon in his arms, he realized that for the first time in his life he needed to use his newly conferred Melchizedek Priesthood in a similar way.
In anticipation of his 19th birthday and forthcoming call to serve a mission, Young Bryce Reynolds had been ordained an elder just 39 days earlier.
Whether he audibly spoke the words or only uttered them under his breath, Elder Reynolds said: "A.J. Edwards, in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ and by the power and authority of the Melchizedek Priesthood which I hold, I bless you that you will be OK.
In the name of Jesus Christ, amen."
As Bryce Reynolds closed that brief but fervent blessing offered in the language of an 18-year-old, A. J. Edwards drew his first renewed breath.
The ongoing prayers, miracles, and additional priesthood blessings of that entire experience--including a high-speed ambulance drive to Pocatello and a near-hopeless LifeFlight to the burn center at the University of Utah--all of that the Edwards family can share with us at a later time.
It is sufficient to say that a very healthy and very robust A. J. Edwards is in the audience tonight with his father as my special guests.
I also recently talked on the telephone with Elder Bryce Reynolds, who has been serving faithfully in the Texas Dallas Mission for the past 17 months.
I love these two wonderful young men.
-Jeffrey R. Holland -"Sanctify Yourselves" -October 2000 General Conference
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Wednesday, November 19, 2014
Eye Can't See
I spent the day without contacts.
Don't worry, I didn't go anywhere. So it was perfectly alright for me to not put them in.
Not that I couldn't have.
I just chose not to.
Mostly because I spent most of the day dozing anyways.
It doesn't really matter if you can see or not when you spend most of the day staring at the back of your eyelids.
Why did I do such a thing?
I had a headache.
And bright light was bugging me.
It's hard to go and do well....most things without light bugging you.
So, I stayed in bed today.
Letting myself rest.
Trying to get rid of a headache that refuses to go away.
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
Me and Kikay were out in the middle of desert/canyon wilderness. reminiscent to redrock countryesq sort of places. The rest of the family had been there too, but I chose to take my bike and bike along a rock trail while the rest of the family went elsewhere. I didn't go to far on the bike, the terrain was unstable, rocky, and...right next to cliffs. Which I didn't feel comfortable riding next to. So I decided to get off and walk, and as I walked along the cliff face. There were these inclusions. Rock holes and canyons and arches, most of them of dark rock, some of them with stalactites/mites in them, others sparkling with jewels. And they weren't on the path. So I chose to go up one of them, to the valley I could see above, and encountered an old gravesite area for Indians. And as I moved over...I walked into an old abandoned house, the side open to where I was walking in, the rest, perched on the top of the side of the cliff like a shrine/temple. But the place was rickety, abandoned, a place where only teenagers would go hang out for their own dares and shenanigans. It didn't feel safe there. Not knowing that this house was most likely built right on top of more indian graves. So I left, hiking out, and encountered Kikay along the way holding a young boy. probably no more than a year or so old. I continued to not feel safe, and chose to try and take a different route home. But Kikay and I didn't get far before we heard shots. We turned and saw an old western type group of riders coming upon us quickly. We ran to try and escape, but they blocked us off, captured us. And force marched us along the dry desert until we started passing by old shells of buildings, places I recognized. Especially when I saw an old gas station bill board. I had seen this place before! It was scenery stuff from an old movie, I knew where we were! (the place is actually from a different dream) And if I could find a way to get to a phone...I kept searching my pockets, but my phone wasn't there. I had misplaced it somewhere where I'd left my bike as it continuously wasn't in my jacket no matter how many times I searched for it to take pictures or to try and call for help. Then the woman in charge saw me -I was masquerading as a boy with a fake beard and everything, and she wanted me to take my shoes off. I didn't want them taken off because I felt that would somehow reveal me as a girl, but with a lot of wrestling and hitting her with these two red fireplace tongs that had horses on them, she managed to get them off. And wanted me to give up the two red fireplace metal stick things because they were part of a rare set of like...six...and she had one, and was looking for the rest. I wasn't going to give them to her, even though I had just found them myself when...
The unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
Don't worry, I didn't go anywhere. So it was perfectly alright for me to not put them in.
Not that I couldn't have.
I just chose not to.
Mostly because I spent most of the day dozing anyways.
It doesn't really matter if you can see or not when you spend most of the day staring at the back of your eyelids.
Why did I do such a thing?
I had a headache.
And bright light was bugging me.
It's hard to go and do well....most things without light bugging you.
So, I stayed in bed today.
Letting myself rest.
Trying to get rid of a headache that refuses to go away.
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
Me and Kikay were out in the middle of desert/canyon wilderness. reminiscent to redrock countryesq sort of places. The rest of the family had been there too, but I chose to take my bike and bike along a rock trail while the rest of the family went elsewhere. I didn't go to far on the bike, the terrain was unstable, rocky, and...right next to cliffs. Which I didn't feel comfortable riding next to. So I decided to get off and walk, and as I walked along the cliff face. There were these inclusions. Rock holes and canyons and arches, most of them of dark rock, some of them with stalactites/mites in them, others sparkling with jewels. And they weren't on the path. So I chose to go up one of them, to the valley I could see above, and encountered an old gravesite area for Indians. And as I moved over...I walked into an old abandoned house, the side open to where I was walking in, the rest, perched on the top of the side of the cliff like a shrine/temple. But the place was rickety, abandoned, a place where only teenagers would go hang out for their own dares and shenanigans. It didn't feel safe there. Not knowing that this house was most likely built right on top of more indian graves. So I left, hiking out, and encountered Kikay along the way holding a young boy. probably no more than a year or so old. I continued to not feel safe, and chose to try and take a different route home. But Kikay and I didn't get far before we heard shots. We turned and saw an old western type group of riders coming upon us quickly. We ran to try and escape, but they blocked us off, captured us. And force marched us along the dry desert until we started passing by old shells of buildings, places I recognized. Especially when I saw an old gas station bill board. I had seen this place before! It was scenery stuff from an old movie, I knew where we were! (the place is actually from a different dream) And if I could find a way to get to a phone...I kept searching my pockets, but my phone wasn't there. I had misplaced it somewhere where I'd left my bike as it continuously wasn't in my jacket no matter how many times I searched for it to take pictures or to try and call for help. Then the woman in charge saw me -I was masquerading as a boy with a fake beard and everything, and she wanted me to take my shoes off. I didn't want them taken off because I felt that would somehow reveal me as a girl, but with a lot of wrestling and hitting her with these two red fireplace tongs that had horses on them, she managed to get them off. And wanted me to give up the two red fireplace metal stick things because they were part of a rare set of like...six...and she had one, and was looking for the rest. I wasn't going to give them to her, even though I had just found them myself when...
The unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
Tuesday, November 18, 2014
Bring on the Cold!
Nearly everyone I encounter dislikes the cold.
They tend to make faces whenever I say: "It's snowing!"
Or when I ask them if it's cold outside and I get happy when they say it is.
It's just that thing that is uniquely me.
Winter has come.
The cold weather.
In a way, it brings me alive.
It's refreshing.
It's invigorating.
It's really something I can't live without.
And really...it's something I need to be able to sleep at night.
For the past week or so I've had trouble sleeping through the night.
Why?
Because my ghostly roommates suddenly believe that it isn't 'warm' until they crank up the heater so the apartment gets to be 78, 79 or even 80 degrees.
*cue making faces*
AHHHHH!! Too hot too hot!!
Why is suddenly 74 degrees not satisfying for them?
And so, I try to turn the temperature back down.
Yet, while I'm asleep they crank it back up.
Hopefully we find a happy medium.
A temperature that will allow me to be able to sleep without suddenly waking up in the middle of the night.
A temperature that is warm enough that the roomies don't feel the desire to turn on the heat...
One of these days.
:) We'll see.
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
They tend to make faces whenever I say: "It's snowing!"
Or when I ask them if it's cold outside and I get happy when they say it is.
It's just that thing that is uniquely me.
Winter has come.
The cold weather.
In a way, it brings me alive.
It's refreshing.
It's invigorating.
It's really something I can't live without.
And really...it's something I need to be able to sleep at night.
For the past week or so I've had trouble sleeping through the night.
Why?
Because my ghostly roommates suddenly believe that it isn't 'warm' until they crank up the heater so the apartment gets to be 78, 79 or even 80 degrees.
*cue making faces*
AHHHHH!! Too hot too hot!!
Why is suddenly 74 degrees not satisfying for them?
And so, I try to turn the temperature back down.
Yet, while I'm asleep they crank it back up.
Hopefully we find a happy medium.
A temperature that will allow me to be able to sleep without suddenly waking up in the middle of the night.
A temperature that is warm enough that the roomies don't feel the desire to turn on the heat...
One of these days.
:) We'll see.
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Monday, November 17, 2014
April 2002 General Conference Sunday Morning
James E. Faust -The Lifeline of Prayer
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
- Each of us has problems that we cannot solve and weakness that we cannot conquer without reaching out through prayer to a higher source of strength. That source is the God of heaven to whom we pray in the name of Jesus Christ.
- First, prayer is a humble acknowledgement that God is our Father and that the Lord Jesus Christ is our Savior and Redeemer.
- Second, it is sincere confession of sin and transgression and a request for forgiveness.
- Third, it is recognition that we need help beyond our own ability.
- Fourth, it is an opportunity to express thanksgiving and gratitude to our Creator.
- Fifth, it is a privilege to ask Deity for specific blessings.
- Fear of the dark should not be our only motivation to pray--morning or night.
- Who is it that whispers so subtly in our ear that a gift given to another somehow diminishes the blessings we have received? Who makes us feel that if God is smiling on another, then He surely must somehow be frowning on us? You and I both know who does this--it is the father of all lies. It is Lucifer, our common enemy, whose cry down through the corridors of time is always and to everyone, "Give me thine honor."
- "If envy were a fever, all the world would be ill."
- As others seem to grow larger in our sight, we think we must therefore be smaller. So, unfortunately, we occasionally act that way.
- Gestures of compassion toward one do not require a withdrawal or denial of love for the other.
- Walk peacefully. Walk confidently. Walk without fear and without envy. Be reassured of Heavenly Father's abundance to you always.
- As we do this, we can help others, calling down blessings on them even as they make supplication for us. We can cheer every talent and ability, wherever it is bestowed, thus making life here more nearly what it will be like in heaven.
- He doesn't measure our talents or our looks; He doesn't measure our professions or our possessions. He cheers on every runner, calling out that the race is against sin, not against each other.
- There are few of us, if any, who don't walk the refiner's fire of adversity and despair, sometimes known to others but for many quietly hidden and privately endured. Most of the heartache, pain, and suffering we would not choose today. But we did choose. We chose when we could see the complete plan. We chose when we had a clear vision of the Savior's rescue of us. And if our faith and understanding were as clear today as it was when we first made that choice, I believe we would choose again.
- I do not believe our Father in Heaven causes the tragedies and heartbreak in our lives. But as the "works of God" were made manifest in the healing of a blind man, so also the way we face our personal trials may manifest the "works of God."
- From our sorrow we might seek out the sweetness and the good that is often associated with and peculiar to our challenge. We can seek out those memorable moments that are frequently hidden by the pain and agony. We can find peace in extending ourselves to others, using our own experiences to provide hope and comfort. And we can always remember with great solemnity and gratitude Him who suffered most to make it all right for us. And by so doing we can be strengthened to bear our burdens in peace. And then, the "works of God" might be manifest.
- To "encircle" with the fire of our testimony is a language all of us must learn to speak and understand.
- "You are known. You are valued. You have potential. You are good."
- "Children need sunlight. They need happiness. They need love and nurture."
- Allow children to run as far as they can under their own power, to build strength for their own testimonies, and we should smile upon them and wrap them in the blanket of our affection throughout the great journey in the universal language of love.
- As children, we learned how to keep darkness away by turning on a light. Sometimes, when our parents went away for the evening, we would turn on every light in the house! We understood the physical law that is also a spiritual law: light and darkness cannot occupy the same space at the same time.
- Light dispels darkness. When light is present, darkness is vanquished and must depart. More importantly, darkness cannot conquer light unless the light is diminished or departs. When the spiritual light of the Holy Ghost is present, the darkness of Satan departs.
- This past winter I had the opportunity to learn more about my lungs. I became very aware that we cannot store oxygen. We cannot save the air we need to breathe, no matter how hard we try. Moment by moment, breath by breath, our lives are granted to us and are renewed. So it is with spiritual light. It must be renewed in us on a regular basis. We must generate it day by day, thought by thought, and with daily righteous action if we are to keep the darkness of the adversary away.
- "Why can't I have one foot in Babylon?" May I tell you why? Because spiritual pedaling takes both feet! Unless you are fully engaged in living the gospel--living it with all of your "heart, might, mind and strength." --you cannot generate enough spiritual light to push back the darkness.
- And in this world, the darkness is never far away. In fact it is always just around the corner, waiting for an opportunity to come in.
- It is as predictable as any physical law: if we let the light of the Spirit flicker or fade by failing to keep the commandments or by not partaking of the sacrament or praying or studying the scriptures, the darkness of the adversary will surely come in.
- We who have the gift of the Holy Ghost must be true to its promptings so we can be a light to others.
- As each man or woman walks the way of life there come dark seasons of doubt, of discouragement, of disillusionment. In such circumstances, a few see ahead by the light of faith, but many stumble along in the darkness and even become lost.
- "That which doth not edify is not of God, and is darkness.
- "That which is of God is light; and he that receiveth light, and continueth in God, receiveth more light; and that light groweth brighter and brighter until the perfect day."
- We reach toward the unknown, but faith lights the way. If we will cultivate that faith, we shall never walk in darkness.
- Faith is the very fiber that gives strength to this work.
- The faith of an investigator is like a piece of green wood, thrown in a blazing fire. Warmed by the flames, it dries and begins to burn. But if it is pulled away, it cannot sustain itself. Its flickering flame dies. But if left with the fire, it gradually begins to burn with brightness. Soon it is part of the flaming fire and will light other, greener wood.
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Sunday, November 16, 2014
The Wiggle Toss
Do you ever have those momentarily passing thoughts of "I should do this."
But then you don't.
And then something happens where you realize...you really should have done that thought and it would have prevented the thing from happening?
Yah...
So there I was at work, helping a family with kids decide on if they wanted a Guinea Pig as a pet.
There were two girls and a younger brother -that I didn't really see- and since the parents were there, I let the two girls hold the Guinea Pig.
They seemed old enough to handle them between 8-12 years old.
And so I disregarded the thought that 'they should sit down' to hold the Guinea Pig.
The first girl held him just fine. Stroking him, loving him.
The second girl was doing just as well, just holding him as I got distracted talking to the parents.
I'm not positive what happened next....
But I'm guessing that the Guinea Pig started to wiggle a bit. Wanting to be put down, or to get more comfortable.
And the girl freaked out.
Not in a 'scream your head off' sort of freak out but a.
"GET IT OFF ME!" sort of freak out without words.
That without words freak out involved her literally throwing the guinea pig away from her.
...and she was standing up.
So the Guinea pig went up...and went down...and landed hard on the ground.
Almost I expected to hear a splat.
Already I expected this not to be good.
Small pets like Hamsters and Guinea Pigs are delicate by nature.
You can't just go throwing them around, especially not a fall of like...4-5 feet down.... and expect them to come out a hundred percent okay.
Doesn't mean it doesn't happen.
But there is a higher likely hood that something happened....
I scooped up the guinea pig, and began checking him out, while the Mom explained that the daughter should have called for help and not just thrown the Guinea Pig, while I was also saying you have to be careful, and trying to reassure them as well.
At first, it all seemed alright.
But I wasn't sure. The front left paw....seemed to be a little weird. I couldn't tell though while standing there in front of the family. I felt a bump...but couldn't tell if it was a normal bump or not.
So I excused myself, saying that I was going to take the animal to a quiet spot to check him out and I would be back.
I ended up sending a different coworker to go help them out -and the mother wisely had them all sit on the ground to play with another guinea pig. (they'd wanted to check out two but I only let one out at a time.) And from what I heard...the poor girl was a bit traumatized. Red faced, crying, took a lot of convincing to just pet the next guinea pig. :S While my coworker mearly stated that we were taking him to the vet to be checked out. -as we had one in house-
Which we did do, after I established that I was pretty sure the leg was broken. :(
Right at the 'wrist' area really, the paw didn't sit right, didn't move at all, I confirmed it with my manager, and they ended up taking the guinea pig over to the vet for an x ray to be super positive.
Yep. It's broken.
Problem was...the vet we have only sees cats and dogs....so there was nothing they could do to help the Guinea Pig...
And as it had been the weekend.... everywhere else was closed.....
I don't yet know what has happened to the Guinea Pig....
But I am worried that this is a sort of break that you can't fix. It's right at the wrist....
and it doesn't seem like an area you can stabilize....
especially because I know from experience, as a year or so ago I found a Guinea Pig that had somehow broken it's back leg....right at the ankle, and the solution then was to amputate it.
I'm expecting this to be similar, though I'm hoping its not.
I guess I'll see when I get back to work what the verdict is....
In any case, it's pretty safe to say I'll be making the little kids sit down to hold the guinea pig, or at least, keep a hand on the animal to make sure I can grab it to safety if it gets too wiggly for them to handle.......
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Update 11/17/14: Guinea Pig doesn't need his food amputated! Yay! Vet is going to splint it to let it heal itself. ^^ So much relief! Yay!
But then you don't.
And then something happens where you realize...you really should have done that thought and it would have prevented the thing from happening?
Yah...
So there I was at work, helping a family with kids decide on if they wanted a Guinea Pig as a pet.
There were two girls and a younger brother -that I didn't really see- and since the parents were there, I let the two girls hold the Guinea Pig.
They seemed old enough to handle them between 8-12 years old.
And so I disregarded the thought that 'they should sit down' to hold the Guinea Pig.
The first girl held him just fine. Stroking him, loving him.
The second girl was doing just as well, just holding him as I got distracted talking to the parents.
I'm not positive what happened next....
But I'm guessing that the Guinea Pig started to wiggle a bit. Wanting to be put down, or to get more comfortable.
And the girl freaked out.
Not in a 'scream your head off' sort of freak out but a.
"GET IT OFF ME!" sort of freak out without words.
That without words freak out involved her literally throwing the guinea pig away from her.
...and she was standing up.
So the Guinea pig went up...and went down...and landed hard on the ground.
Almost I expected to hear a splat.
Already I expected this not to be good.
Small pets like Hamsters and Guinea Pigs are delicate by nature.
You can't just go throwing them around, especially not a fall of like...4-5 feet down.... and expect them to come out a hundred percent okay.
Doesn't mean it doesn't happen.
But there is a higher likely hood that something happened....
I scooped up the guinea pig, and began checking him out, while the Mom explained that the daughter should have called for help and not just thrown the Guinea Pig, while I was also saying you have to be careful, and trying to reassure them as well.
At first, it all seemed alright.
But I wasn't sure. The front left paw....seemed to be a little weird. I couldn't tell though while standing there in front of the family. I felt a bump...but couldn't tell if it was a normal bump or not.
So I excused myself, saying that I was going to take the animal to a quiet spot to check him out and I would be back.
I ended up sending a different coworker to go help them out -and the mother wisely had them all sit on the ground to play with another guinea pig. (they'd wanted to check out two but I only let one out at a time.) And from what I heard...the poor girl was a bit traumatized. Red faced, crying, took a lot of convincing to just pet the next guinea pig. :S While my coworker mearly stated that we were taking him to the vet to be checked out. -as we had one in house-
Which we did do, after I established that I was pretty sure the leg was broken. :(
Right at the 'wrist' area really, the paw didn't sit right, didn't move at all, I confirmed it with my manager, and they ended up taking the guinea pig over to the vet for an x ray to be super positive.
Yep. It's broken.
Problem was...the vet we have only sees cats and dogs....so there was nothing they could do to help the Guinea Pig...
And as it had been the weekend.... everywhere else was closed.....
I don't yet know what has happened to the Guinea Pig....
But I am worried that this is a sort of break that you can't fix. It's right at the wrist....
and it doesn't seem like an area you can stabilize....
especially because I know from experience, as a year or so ago I found a Guinea Pig that had somehow broken it's back leg....right at the ankle, and the solution then was to amputate it.
I'm expecting this to be similar, though I'm hoping its not.
I guess I'll see when I get back to work what the verdict is....
In any case, it's pretty safe to say I'll be making the little kids sit down to hold the guinea pig, or at least, keep a hand on the animal to make sure I can grab it to safety if it gets too wiggly for them to handle.......
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Update 11/17/14: Guinea Pig doesn't need his food amputated! Yay! Vet is going to splint it to let it heal itself. ^^ So much relief! Yay!
Saturday, November 15, 2014
Checking If It's Clean
There might be something to having these cleaning checks at my apt once a month.
Though from what I hear from others in the complex...they may disagree.
But in any case.
For whatever reason.
I found this cleaning check of mine to have gone...rather smoothly.
Of course, it was basically my first cleaning check 'officially' moved in. Without having to unpack boxes of stuff. So for me at least in my bedroom, it was just picking up the floor and doing a quick dusting and walla! Clean!
O.o so weird.
It did take longer elsewhere in the apt of course,
but not as long as it has before in the past.
I didn't need to stay up half the night cleaning, or spend all of the day fighting dust bunnies.
It really only took me a couple of hours to do everything. Which was great! :D
Though....I was slightly worried.
Why?
Because I haven't seen one of my Ghost Roommates in like...a week....and I didn't know if she knew about the cleaning checks. I don't think she did. So....did her tasks get done?
I don't think so. I wasn't going to do more work, and I don't think the other ghost roommates wanted to either.
Soooo I'm pretty sure they were left undone.
Which would possibly mean a recheck in our near future.
That wasn't the case though. Our checker walked in, did a quick lookabout and was like "All passed!"
And I was like. O.o huh?!?!
I was there. They just walked in, knocked politely on the bedroom doors to make sure the other roomies weren't there, I told them "Just left, I think at work, haven't seen in like a week."
And the checker commented. "Well, that's not fair that she made you guys have extra work by doing her tasks."
Heh....I stayed quiet.
We didn't do any of the tasks.
Sometimes, sometimes I know when to keep my mouth shut.
And we passed! Yay! Another cleaning check down, a bunch more to go. :)
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Though from what I hear from others in the complex...they may disagree.
But in any case.
For whatever reason.
I found this cleaning check of mine to have gone...rather smoothly.
Of course, it was basically my first cleaning check 'officially' moved in. Without having to unpack boxes of stuff. So for me at least in my bedroom, it was just picking up the floor and doing a quick dusting and walla! Clean!
O.o so weird.
It did take longer elsewhere in the apt of course,
but not as long as it has before in the past.
I didn't need to stay up half the night cleaning, or spend all of the day fighting dust bunnies.
It really only took me a couple of hours to do everything. Which was great! :D
Though....I was slightly worried.
Why?
Because I haven't seen one of my Ghost Roommates in like...a week....and I didn't know if she knew about the cleaning checks. I don't think she did. So....did her tasks get done?
I don't think so. I wasn't going to do more work, and I don't think the other ghost roommates wanted to either.
Soooo I'm pretty sure they were left undone.
Which would possibly mean a recheck in our near future.
That wasn't the case though. Our checker walked in, did a quick lookabout and was like "All passed!"
And I was like. O.o huh?!?!
I was there. They just walked in, knocked politely on the bedroom doors to make sure the other roomies weren't there, I told them "Just left, I think at work, haven't seen in like a week."
And the checker commented. "Well, that's not fair that she made you guys have extra work by doing her tasks."
Heh....I stayed quiet.
We didn't do any of the tasks.
Sometimes, sometimes I know when to keep my mouth shut.
And we passed! Yay! Another cleaning check down, a bunch more to go. :)
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Friday, November 14, 2014
Self Diagnoses
It didn't seem like much when I noticed a rough patch of skin on my cheek.
Flaky, reddish. Could have just been another breakout.
Since I'd been having those elsewhere on my face.
But...the looks of it had me worried.
This reddish circular patch....I was sure I'd seen something similar to it before.
On my hand.
When I'd gotten ringworm there a while back.
As it started out about the same way. Red circular patch.
But why would it be on my face?
It didn't seem like a likely spot.
But then I remembered....how many animals I see in a work day.
How some of them could have been brought up to my face, or I touched one then touched my face.
So it was a worrisome problem for me....was it ringworm....or was it something else?
I could wait and see...see if it got worse or went away.
But I didn't want to risk it, didn't want to see the doctor again and have him say what I already knew.
It didn't seem to be getting any better in any case, it hadn't yet gotten bigger.
And I was going to prevent it from getting bigger.
As you see, I still had some of the cream from the last time I had a case of ringworm left over.
So I used that.
And
I'm pretty sure it was ringworm.
Similar things happened.
After a few days, the skin there got really sensitive and itchy, like a mosquito bite. If I accidentally scratched that area of my cheek...it would flare up. Totally irritating.
But also like last time.
The red skin faded away.
And no longer itches.
Yay for self diagnoses!! :D
>.>
Hopefully I don't get it again.
But at least this time, no one noticed or commented on it. ;) They probably assumed it was something completely different, which is great. Because it would have been difficult to hide it otherwise. :S
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Flaky, reddish. Could have just been another breakout.
Since I'd been having those elsewhere on my face.
But...the looks of it had me worried.
This reddish circular patch....I was sure I'd seen something similar to it before.
On my hand.
When I'd gotten ringworm there a while back.
As it started out about the same way. Red circular patch.
But why would it be on my face?
It didn't seem like a likely spot.
But then I remembered....how many animals I see in a work day.
How some of them could have been brought up to my face, or I touched one then touched my face.
So it was a worrisome problem for me....was it ringworm....or was it something else?
I could wait and see...see if it got worse or went away.
But I didn't want to risk it, didn't want to see the doctor again and have him say what I already knew.
It didn't seem to be getting any better in any case, it hadn't yet gotten bigger.
And I was going to prevent it from getting bigger.
As you see, I still had some of the cream from the last time I had a case of ringworm left over.
So I used that.
And
I'm pretty sure it was ringworm.
Similar things happened.
After a few days, the skin there got really sensitive and itchy, like a mosquito bite. If I accidentally scratched that area of my cheek...it would flare up. Totally irritating.
But also like last time.
The red skin faded away.
And no longer itches.
Yay for self diagnoses!! :D
>.>
Hopefully I don't get it again.
But at least this time, no one noticed or commented on it. ;) They probably assumed it was something completely different, which is great. Because it would have been difficult to hide it otherwise. :S
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Thursday, November 13, 2014
Past the Edge
Inspiring is the missionary service rendered by Walter Krause, who lives in Prenzlau, Germany.
Brother Krause, whose dedication to the Lord is legendary, is now 92 years of age.
As a patriarch, he has given more than a thousand patriarchal blessings to members living throughout many parts of Europe.
Homeless following World War II, like so many others at that time, Brother Krause and his family lived in a refugee camp in Cottbus and began to attend church there.
He was immediately called to lead the Cottbus branch.
Four months later, in November of 1945, the country still in ruins, district president Richard Ranglack came to Brother Krause and asked him what he would think about going on a mission.
Brother Krause's answer reflects his commitment to the Church.
Said he: "I don't have to think about it at all.
If the Lord needs me, I'll go."
He set out on December 1, 1945, with 20 German marks in his pocket and a piece of dry bread.
One of the branch members had given him a winter coat left over from a son who had fallen in the war.
Another member, who was a shoemaker, gave him a pair of shoes.
With these and with two shirts, two handkerchiefs, and two pairs of stockings, he left on his mission.
Once, in the middle of winter, he walked from Prenzlau to Kammin, a little village in Mecklenburg, where 46 attended the meetings which were held.
He arrived long after dark that night after a six-hour march over roads, paths, and finally across plowed fields.
Just before he reached the village, he came to a large, white, flat area which made for easy walking, and he soon arrived at a member's home to stay the night.
The next morning the game warden knocked on the door of the member's house, asking, "Do you have a guest?"
"Yes," came the reply.
The game warden continued, "Then come and take a look at his tracks."
The large, flat area on which Brother Krause had walked was actually a frozen lake, and some time earlier the warden had chopped a large hole in the middle of the lake for fishing.
The wind had driven snow over the hole and covered it so that Brother Krause could not have seen his danger.
His tracks went right next to the edge of the hole and straight to the house of the member, without his knowing anything about it.
Weighed down by his backpack and his rubber boots, he would certainly have drowned had he gone one step further toward the hole he couldn't see.
He commented later that this even caused quite a stir in the village at the time.
-Thomas S. Monson -They Pray and They Go -April 2002 General Conference
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Brother Krause, whose dedication to the Lord is legendary, is now 92 years of age.
As a patriarch, he has given more than a thousand patriarchal blessings to members living throughout many parts of Europe.
Homeless following World War II, like so many others at that time, Brother Krause and his family lived in a refugee camp in Cottbus and began to attend church there.
He was immediately called to lead the Cottbus branch.
Four months later, in November of 1945, the country still in ruins, district president Richard Ranglack came to Brother Krause and asked him what he would think about going on a mission.
Brother Krause's answer reflects his commitment to the Church.
Said he: "I don't have to think about it at all.
If the Lord needs me, I'll go."
He set out on December 1, 1945, with 20 German marks in his pocket and a piece of dry bread.
One of the branch members had given him a winter coat left over from a son who had fallen in the war.
Another member, who was a shoemaker, gave him a pair of shoes.
With these and with two shirts, two handkerchiefs, and two pairs of stockings, he left on his mission.
Once, in the middle of winter, he walked from Prenzlau to Kammin, a little village in Mecklenburg, where 46 attended the meetings which were held.
He arrived long after dark that night after a six-hour march over roads, paths, and finally across plowed fields.
Just before he reached the village, he came to a large, white, flat area which made for easy walking, and he soon arrived at a member's home to stay the night.
The next morning the game warden knocked on the door of the member's house, asking, "Do you have a guest?"
"Yes," came the reply.
The game warden continued, "Then come and take a look at his tracks."
The large, flat area on which Brother Krause had walked was actually a frozen lake, and some time earlier the warden had chopped a large hole in the middle of the lake for fishing.
The wind had driven snow over the hole and covered it so that Brother Krause could not have seen his danger.
His tracks went right next to the edge of the hole and straight to the house of the member, without his knowing anything about it.
Weighed down by his backpack and his rubber boots, he would certainly have drowned had he gone one step further toward the hole he couldn't see.
He commented later that this even caused quite a stir in the village at the time.
-Thomas S. Monson -They Pray and They Go -April 2002 General Conference
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
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