"Oh Lord God, deliver us in Thy due time from the little narrow prison, almost as it were, total darkness of paper, pen and ink and a crooked, broken, scattered and imperfect language."

-Joseph Smith

"Life's most persistent and urgent question is: What are you doing for others?"

- Martin Luther King Jr.

The Gods we worship write their names on our faces, be sure of that. And a person will worship something, have no doubt of that either. One may think that tribute is paid in secret, in the dark recesses of his or her heart, but it is not. That which dominates imagination and thoughts will determine life and character. Therefore it behooves us to be careful what we are worshiping. For what we are worshiping, we are becoming.

-from GATES OF HEAVEN


Wednesday, December 3, 2008


This is my life...to the tee.
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3 comments:

Megan Andrea said...

hahaha. just send some of those kids my way then. but i get to pick the ones i want and you have to pay me and you can never have them back. that is one way to get out of doing laundry. just think about it. that's all i am asking.

December 4, 2008 at 11:19 AM
Brooke & Ryan said...

That is funny! My wave of never ending chores are the dishes. But I hate all chores. Do you do laundry daily or weekly? I find Laundry more doable when I do one load a day. I can handle one load a day.

December 4, 2008 at 1:33 PM
ArringtonZoo said...

Meg, don't tempt me.
Brooke, there is no system that works. James tried to tell me that if I just did one load a day that it would work out. So I said, O.K. big shot, you try it. So we traded jobs for a while. He did laundry while I did dishes (which he usually does) and he found very quickly that the Arrington family would have to have at least seven maids working 40 hour weeks washing non-stop to handle our laundry "situation". How on earth do parents of 10 or 12 do it? Oh ya, child labor. Ours aren't quite old enough yet. Getting there though! They help with the dishes. Which I have come to accept as always being present, and always piling at least three inches above the sink top. Oh the joy.

December 4, 2008 at 9:57 PM

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