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I found two websites with awesome free images
one is
http://www.usa.gov/Topics/Graphics.shtml#
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Great reference for future History projects
and the other is
http://digitalgallery.nypl.org/nypldigital/index.cfm
which has HUNDREDS of amazing images.
I just wanted to post this because back to school is in 42 days and I came across these two websites today while looking for an image for a ribon art project of mine. I'll post more about that later.
Ta- Ta for now
-Laura
Monday, July 16, 2012
Friday, June 22, 2012
Girls Camp
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Books, Girls Camp, and Summer.
Books:
I have to read a whole bunch of books for my AP Literature class. I've read one so far and I hated it.
But I also finished reading The Help, which was fantastic!! I would definitely recommend it. I watched the movie the Help today, and the belief still remains true
The book is ALWAYS better than the Movie!
My "I actually want to read" list
Edenbrooke
Any suggestions????
Girls Camp:
I've been very, very, very busy with helping with creating things for Girls Camp.
Here is some of my work
T-Shirt design
Front
Back
Key Chains, I made them by cutting out paper circles and used Mod Podge to glue on them on.
The girls get them for memorizing the camp scripture Proverbs 4:16, the front of the keychain has the scripture printed on it.
Back
Front
Back
Front
Strong Women trading cards, it includes women from the bible, book of Mormon and pioneer history. The back of the cards have a brief history on each woman.
So as you can see I've been busy. And EXTREMELY glad it's summer.
And super excited that NEXT week is GIRLS CAMP!!!!!!!!!!!
-Laura
Books, Girls Camp, and Summer.
Books:
I have to read a whole bunch of books for my AP Literature class. I've read one so far and I hated it.
But I also finished reading The Help, which was fantastic!! I would definitely recommend it. I watched the movie the Help today, and the belief still remains true
The book is ALWAYS better than the Movie!
My "I actually want to read" list
Edenbrooke
Women of Faith in the Latter Days: Volume 1: 1775-1820
Any suggestions????
Girls Camp:
I've been very, very, very busy with helping with creating things for Girls Camp.
Here is some of my work
T-Shirt design
Key Chains, I made them by cutting out paper circles and used Mod Podge to glue on them on.
The girls get them for memorizing the camp scripture Proverbs 4:16, the front of the keychain has the scripture printed on it.
Strong Women trading cards, it includes women from the bible, book of Mormon and pioneer history. The back of the cards have a brief history on each woman.
Camp Schedules
Paper dolls for our Family Home lesson on Sisterhood & Unity
Paper Temples I made from sparkly card stock
Personal History journals (with encouraging words, I did not create the art on the front)
with encouraging words
And a quote on Family History
Many booklets
So as you can see I've been busy. And EXTREMELY glad it's summer.
And super excited that NEXT week is GIRLS CAMP!!!!!!!!!!!
-Laura
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So, I know I have not blogged for awhile, but I have a good reason, well two good reasons
1. Wisdom teeth got pulled out
2.Girls Camp is quickly approaching!!!!!!!!!
Let's talk about those two things. After my last dental appointment it was announced that I certainly must get my 3 teeth taken out. 3 teeth, yes I know what you are wondering "Shouldn't you have four?!", well yes-- but only 3 grew. And my sister has none. Luckily they were not impacted wisdom teeth so I could get them out without the use of "laughing gas". [Darn! I kinda like laughing gas]
Nervously stumbling and looking cute in my new hot pink pants and coordinating necklace, I jittered on into the waiting room where my father and my brother sat beside me. There isn't a television, nor are there any good magazines in that office so I relied on my thoughts to keep me entertained. The woman at the desk muttered "ma'am, are you going to sign in?" "ma'am?!" I never thought of myself as a ma'am so I never bothered to look to see who she was talking to. After the fourth time the secretary called "ma'am" I looked up and noticed the other two women who had been in the waiting room [both of which were also wearing pink pants & shorts] had been called back to the dentist rooms. I felt embarrassed that the secretary was talking to me. I'm a minor for Peat sake and have never signed myself in. I don't like this growing up business. Any ways, I scribbled down my name, trying to stay within the tiny utilitarian confounding lines of the dentist sign in sheet. I managed to look as awkward as Mr.Bean while I bent over the short counter and filled in the info.
Emergency -no
Name - Laura
Purpose - Wisdom teeth removal
As I sat back down a man had come in the waiting area, he was an average height man and he looked as he was dressed for fall time, despite the 70 degree weather. He was wearing a dusky blue cap, and work pants and seemed just as, perturbed as I was to be there. Deneane, my usual dentist called me back to the dental facilities and I was asked to go in room 2. I NEVER go in room 2, I always go in room 1. So as strange this dental trip was, it just got weirder. I met the man who was going to yank out my unwanted teeth and do who knows what to my mouth. He was a man from India, wore a grey turban and his beard was gently turning grey. Thick eyebrows covered what forehead left revealed by his large turban. Jokingly he asked how I chose the color of my nails, I looked down, forgetting I had neon pink nails left over from when I had painted them the night of the SAT. Scan-tron colored. Without giving much thought to his question I answered, I don't know and he carried on. A baby blue paper bib was place over my baby blue shirt. I was hopeful the color coordination was planned- but it wasn't. I then was given strange sunglasses that had obviously never seen the light of day. I wiped them off on my bib, and placed them on my face. Rising up the chair brought me even higher off the ground than before, my nerves were causing me to shake. At first my heart was pounding, but then it grew so forceful of a feeling my hands were jittering. He numbed me. With every heart wrenching view of the needle that was to carry the numbing liquid my heart beat harder. I began to tear up- pain set in and I wanted to get up and run, run to save my nerves. The only thing keeping me in my chair was the polar bear poster hanging on the ceiling. It had a momma bear, and two cubs. I cried when I saw it, thinking off my child hood fun. Tears of joy followed by tears of pain, fear, and nerves. After a few white lies from the dentist "Oh, I'm not pulling them out yet, just checking" and after what seemed like 15 shots, 3 teeth were removed successfully. I probably looked my Niagara Falls, water streamed down warm on my numb face. Thankful I had been left alone I sat back up awaiting the list of things I could and couldn't eat. The assistant had put gauze in where the teeth were, to
"stop the bleeding" gosh I am so squeamish! Told I could go to the lobby to see my father (my brother had been picked up by my mother) I took a deep breath and twisted the door knob.
As I walked through the door I saw the man still sitting there, the one dressed for fall. I held in my tears and I walked out of the lobby with my dad. As we excited the office into the daylight my dad asked "well was that as bad as you thought?" I nodded, thinking of what I would say if I could talk - "worst". My mother had forgotten I was going to get my wisdom teeth taken out, I don't think she even knew, but that is okay. I didn't really know. Spooning gobs of ice cream into my mouth posed a difficult task. I was far too sore even with lots of drugs in my system. Tiny mounds hurdled on to the spoon, and half was all I could eat. I was exhausted, hungry, sad. I spared my tears and tried to "be fine". I went to bed at 11. Forging my thoughts with "it's okay, you'll NEVER have to do this again!" I sleep on my stomach normally so sleeping on my back was impossible. The next day I arose from my rest with a huge blue bruise on my left cheek and large dark circles under my eyes. I wanted to cry, stay in my pjs- but the emptiness I felt in my stomach and the responsibility of taking my meds was far too much a motivation to do what I wanted. That whole day I stayed in my room, anti social until asked if I wanted to go to Joanns. My favorite store appealed to my longing for joy self. I left the house wearing dark sunglasses. I saw some friends from school, hopeful no one would recognize me I scurried around the store grabbing paper packs for my projects. Success! Unrecognized, I had successfully made my way in and out of Joanns.
And that is basically what happened with my wisdom-teeth.
Updates*
my face is a little less bruised. Okay well maybe it's still bad.
I can now eat real foods! (I hate to say it, but I was getting tired of ice-cream)
-Laura
1. Wisdom teeth got pulled out
2.Girls Camp is quickly approaching!!!!!!!!!
Let's talk about those two things. After my last dental appointment it was announced that I certainly must get my 3 teeth taken out. 3 teeth, yes I know what you are wondering "Shouldn't you have four?!", well yes-- but only 3 grew. And my sister has none. Luckily they were not impacted wisdom teeth so I could get them out without the use of "laughing gas". [Darn! I kinda like laughing gas]
Nervously stumbling and looking cute in my new hot pink pants and coordinating necklace, I jittered on into the waiting room where my father and my brother sat beside me. There isn't a television, nor are there any good magazines in that office so I relied on my thoughts to keep me entertained. The woman at the desk muttered "ma'am, are you going to sign in?" "ma'am?!" I never thought of myself as a ma'am so I never bothered to look to see who she was talking to. After the fourth time the secretary called "ma'am" I looked up and noticed the other two women who had been in the waiting room [both of which were also wearing pink pants & shorts] had been called back to the dentist rooms. I felt embarrassed that the secretary was talking to me. I'm a minor for Peat sake and have never signed myself in. I don't like this growing up business. Any ways, I scribbled down my name, trying to stay within the tiny utilitarian confounding lines of the dentist sign in sheet. I managed to look as awkward as Mr.Bean while I bent over the short counter and filled in the info.
Emergency -no
Name - Laura
Purpose - Wisdom teeth removal
As I sat back down a man had come in the waiting area, he was an average height man and he looked as he was dressed for fall time, despite the 70 degree weather. He was wearing a dusky blue cap, and work pants and seemed just as, perturbed as I was to be there. Deneane, my usual dentist called me back to the dental facilities and I was asked to go in room 2. I NEVER go in room 2, I always go in room 1. So as strange this dental trip was, it just got weirder. I met the man who was going to yank out my unwanted teeth and do who knows what to my mouth. He was a man from India, wore a grey turban and his beard was gently turning grey. Thick eyebrows covered what forehead left revealed by his large turban. Jokingly he asked how I chose the color of my nails, I looked down, forgetting I had neon pink nails left over from when I had painted them the night of the SAT. Scan-tron colored. Without giving much thought to his question I answered, I don't know and he carried on. A baby blue paper bib was place over my baby blue shirt. I was hopeful the color coordination was planned- but it wasn't. I then was given strange sunglasses that had obviously never seen the light of day. I wiped them off on my bib, and placed them on my face. Rising up the chair brought me even higher off the ground than before, my nerves were causing me to shake. At first my heart was pounding, but then it grew so forceful of a feeling my hands were jittering. He numbed me. With every heart wrenching view of the needle that was to carry the numbing liquid my heart beat harder. I began to tear up- pain set in and I wanted to get up and run, run to save my nerves. The only thing keeping me in my chair was the polar bear poster hanging on the ceiling. It had a momma bear, and two cubs. I cried when I saw it, thinking off my child hood fun. Tears of joy followed by tears of pain, fear, and nerves. After a few white lies from the dentist "Oh, I'm not pulling them out yet, just checking" and after what seemed like 15 shots, 3 teeth were removed successfully. I probably looked my Niagara Falls, water streamed down warm on my numb face. Thankful I had been left alone I sat back up awaiting the list of things I could and couldn't eat. The assistant had put gauze in where the teeth were, to
"stop the bleeding" gosh I am so squeamish! Told I could go to the lobby to see my father (my brother had been picked up by my mother) I took a deep breath and twisted the door knob.
As I walked through the door I saw the man still sitting there, the one dressed for fall. I held in my tears and I walked out of the lobby with my dad. As we excited the office into the daylight my dad asked "well was that as bad as you thought?" I nodded, thinking of what I would say if I could talk - "worst". My mother had forgotten I was going to get my wisdom teeth taken out, I don't think she even knew, but that is okay. I didn't really know. Spooning gobs of ice cream into my mouth posed a difficult task. I was far too sore even with lots of drugs in my system. Tiny mounds hurdled on to the spoon, and half was all I could eat. I was exhausted, hungry, sad. I spared my tears and tried to "be fine". I went to bed at 11. Forging my thoughts with "it's okay, you'll NEVER have to do this again!" I sleep on my stomach normally so sleeping on my back was impossible. The next day I arose from my rest with a huge blue bruise on my left cheek and large dark circles under my eyes. I wanted to cry, stay in my pjs- but the emptiness I felt in my stomach and the responsibility of taking my meds was far too much a motivation to do what I wanted. That whole day I stayed in my room, anti social until asked if I wanted to go to Joanns. My favorite store appealed to my longing for joy self. I left the house wearing dark sunglasses. I saw some friends from school, hopeful no one would recognize me I scurried around the store grabbing paper packs for my projects. Success! Unrecognized, I had successfully made my way in and out of Joanns.
And that is basically what happened with my wisdom-teeth.
Updates*
my face is a little less bruised. Okay well maybe it's still bad.
I can now eat real foods! (I hate to say it, but I was getting tired of ice-cream)
-Laura
Saturday, April 14, 2012
Family History-Indexing- Personal Progress
You may be puzzled at the title of this post.
Family History- Indexing- Personal Progress.
During the October 2011 General Conference, David A Bednar called for the Youth to participate in Family History. My initial response was "That is for OLD people!". However something kept telling me, "NO it is not, it is for the youth- You have the knowledge, You have the resources" I know this was the spirit telling me what I really needed to do. Although I have just started, and although I haven't done much with my Family History, I know this work is VERY important and beneficial; To me, and to those who are waiting to be recognized. In History class we hear about all these people, their lives, what is was like, and the major events that happened. However doing Indexing has made me realize that even though the big events and powerful people were important, the worth of one humble soul is infinitely great.
Doctrine and Covenants 18:10
Remember the worth of souls is great in the sight of God;
I encourage you to try out Indexing, it is MUCH simpler than you EVER thought before. My goal is to instead of going on Facebook (and pinterest, yahoo, google....etc) , indexing a few names.
Try it out at https://indexing.familysearch.org/
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Saturday, April 7, 2012
Easter
Tomorrow is Easter, I love to read scriptures about Jesus Christ and really make Easter a day off- a day of prayer, scripture study and rest in his honor. May we remember what he did, and count our blessings twice over.
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You can watch all of the Easter videos at the link below.
I really like the resurrection one :)
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Monday, April 2, 2012
Family Home Evening
After watching Conference and listening to the many talks about overcoming our weaknesses and our trials, I found this video. It is so inspiring to know that we can overcome and conquer our trials! I shared this video with my family today for FHE (Family Home Evening), and now I want to share it with you!
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Sunday, April 1, 2012
Confernce today!!
Conference was awesome yesterday :) So uplifting, if you would like to watch yesterdays session, or watch today's visit https://www.lds.org/general-conference/watch?lang=eng
One of my most favorite talks was Jeffery R. Hollands talk "It is never too late"
I love his talk because of his powerful message that
"It is not possible for you to sink lower than the infinite light of Christ’s Atonement shines."
How powerful it is to know of the power of Christ's Atonement especially around this Easter Holiday.
I also found this fun activity to do during conference
It's called "Fantasy General Conference"
Find it here http://beinglds.blogspot.com/2012/03/fantasy-general-conference.html
I hope you enjoy Conference as much as I have :)
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