Thursday, July 16, 2009

I Hope They Call Me On a Mission!



I thought it unlikely that I will ever grow another foot or two, so I went ahead and sent my mission papers in this summer. I received my call to the Argentina Bahia Blanca mission, Spanish-speaking. We leave tonight to take me to the Missionary Training Center where I'll spend two months working on the language and other such missionary need-to-knows. After that I'll fly down to South America and spend the rest of my time serving the people of Argentina and teaching the Gospel of Jesus Christ. So, if you're wondering why I'm not posting anytime in the next 18 months, now you know.

But if you ever want to get a hold of me or send me a letter (which I would love, by the way) - Here's my address.
Sister Sandra Wilding
Argentina Bahia Blanca Mission
Las Heras 124, Piso 1, Oficinas 1-3
8000 Bahia Blanca
Buenos Aires
Argentina

Wish me luck! - Or better yet, you can pray for me. ;) See everyone in 18 months!
~Sandy

Monday, June 29, 2009

The Many Faces of Me, Sandy.

So on Saturday we spent all day singing and recorded a whole bunch of songs onto CD. We flew Jeri in from Denver, and the whole family got together to sing. It was so fun! But we were also exhausted by the time we were done! And so at some random point, I was making strange faces, and Rosie decided to take pictures of them. Little did I know, she was actually taking a VIDEO!! So anyway, I decided to willingly post this myself so she couldn't use it as blackmail someday against me.. :)



My final words were, "And you got me with Mustache Man!" haha!!

Friday, June 26, 2009

Sarah Cynthia Sylvia Stout

Sarah Cynthia Sylvia Stout
Would not take the garbate out!
She'd scour the pots and scrape the pans,
Candy the yams and spice the hams,
And though her daddy would scream and shout,
She simply would not take the garbage out.

And so it piled up to the ceilings;
Coffee grounds, potato peelings,
Brown bananas, rotton peas,
Chunks of sour cottage cheese.
It filled the can, it covered the floor,
It cracked the window and blocked the door
With bacon rinds and chicken bones,
Drippy ends of ice cream cones,
Prune pits, peach pits, orange peel,
Gloppy glumps of cold oatmeal,
Pizza crusts with withered greens,
Soggy beans and tangerines,
Crusts of black burned buttered toast,
Gristly bits of beefy roast...
The garbage rolled on down the hall,
It raised the roof, it broke the wall...

Greasy napkins, cookie crumbs,
Globs of gooey bubble gum,
Cellophane from green baloney,
Rubbery blubbery macaroni,
Peanut butter, caked and dry,
Curdled milk and crusts of pie,
Moldy melons, dried-up mustard,
Eggshells mixed with lemon custard,
Cold french fries and rancid meat,
Yellow lumps of Cream of Wheat.

At last the garbage reached so high
That finally it touched the sky.
And all the neighbors moved away,
And none of her friends would come to play.
And finally Sarah Cynthia Stout said,
"OK, I'll take the garbage out!!!"

But then, of course, it was too late...
The garbage reached across the state,
From New York to the Golden Gate.
And there, in the garbage she did hate,
Poor Sarah met an awful lfate,
That I cannot now relate
Because the hour is much too late.

But children, remember Sarah Stout
And always take the garbage out!


Like poor Sarah Cynthia Sylvia Stout, I think I have a problem. I think it's a communication problem - I'm not very good at keeping up with people. Or keeping in touch in general. If, as a hypothetical example, I were to create a blog, I would probably write a few entries faithfully and then slowly yet surely drop off the face of the internet. I write in my journal once every month or two... I will usually return a phonecall or facebook message within.. Two or three weeks. Perhaps it comes down to.. laziness? This is probably something I should be working on - Any advice?

Saturday, June 6, 2009

The Price of Freedom

Today, June 6, is the 65th anniversary of the Allied invasion of Europe, known as D-day, which was the beginning of the end of World War II. Beginning at 6:30 am on June 6, 1944, over 150,000 American, British and Canadian troops landed along a 50-mile stretch of the beaches of Normandy, France to finish a war they did not start.

We honor them as we honor those who serve today for the freedom of our country.

The Price of Freedom::a musical presentation on World War II

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Monday, April 27, 2009

Long Time No See...

Do you ever feel like you haven't updated your blog for about a month?? Sometimes, I feel that way.. :) Kaely and Rose got after me yesterday for not writing, so here I am.

What's happened in the last month of my life? Well, school and finals finished. done. Gone. The ever-dreaded white glove. A sudden road-trip to Colorado starting early one morning, just as the sun was rising. A Golden week with Jeri and Adam. And then I'm on my way, Home sweet home.

I was welcomed to Texas by a great big Texas-Thunderstorm (a real thunderstorm), and a family who loves me! My week at home has been filled with running errands, helping the kids and Mom where needed, and working on my mission papers! Hopefully I'll have them turned in by the end of the week!! I've been so busy to get it all fit in, but I am so excited!

As far as my "sudden" road-trip to Colorado goes, thanks Jeri and Adam for a wondeful week! I love spending time with you. And it was fun to see Katie and John for a night too! I had a misunderstanding with my ride, and we ended up leaving 24 hours BEFORE I thought we were going to go. Luckily I was already mostly packed when they knocked on my door at 6am on the Friday morning after school got out (not Saturday) ... I missed saying quite a few goodbyes, so I want to say BYU-Idaho and all my roommates and friends, I will miss you for the next 2 1/2 years! I am so grateful to have the opportunity to study and experience life at BYU-I. And I am also so thankful for the chance to serve a mission! (Luckily, we'll be at Disneyworld for a week, and then I'll get my mission call soon after we're home - It'll cut out on the waiting time. :)

AND, since I don't like writing any posts without pictures, here are some of the trip to Golden (although they're not mine - they're from Google Maps. :) They're the part of the trip before we got to boring, nothing-to-see-but-tumbleweeds Wyoming.


The Teton mountains were beautiful to drive by!


We also drove through the Palasades, and the fog was thick above the lake - So ethereal!



And I'm a big fan of raging brooks.. Even though raging brooks is an oxymoron. :D

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Skyler, The Pizza Boy



Did you know that when you order pizza online at dominos.com that you can track your order as it goes? Well, you can!

"David is reviewing your order."
"David is putting your pizza in the oven."
"David is putting your pizza in a box."
"Our delivery expert, Skyler, has left Dominos at 8:02..."

We felt a little like stalkers, but it was fun to watch as the website updated as the cooking expert and delivery expert worked on our pizza. And so we wrote a song for Skyler when he knocked on our door.. He liked it. What do you think?

Skyler, the Pizza Boy
Bring me pizza, bring me joy.
Oh Skyler, the Pizza Boy
I love him, I love him, I love him.

Okay, so just kidding. We didn't actually sing it to him when he came. But we did write it in the online feedback... (see the PrintScreen below)

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Dear Snow,



Dear Snow,

I thought I told you we were through! What are you doing here? Please, just go away! I tried to make it work with us, but you just weren't enough. Spring is here now, and you need to go. No, don't try to make me change my mind. No matter how mushy you get, I'm not falling for you again! Your heart is cold as ice, and I need something more.

All I've got to say, is you better not still be here when I wake up.



(inspired by Katie. Thanks.)