As Ruby and I pulled our cart up to the check-out lane at the grocery store today, we passed a new display of "best-selling" books. One of these books was Glenn Beck's "Arguing with Idiots". I wanted to throw-up. The thought came to my head, it must take one to know one. But, I quickly realized I don't want to sink to Mr. Beck's level by calling people I don't agree with, idiots. Although, the way he spouts off his loud mouth puts him in a position to be called an idiot. Not to mention, I want it to be clear that although Mr. Beck is LDS, his opinion does not reflect that of all LDS people...especially mine! I was prompted to write about this because before leaving for the store I voted yes on a facebook poll that Fox News should fire Glenn Beck...Beck has been on my mind. Once we got home I was still fired up about my run-in with Mr. Beck, but decided to sit down and play with Ruby and see what afternoon television had to offer us. I scrolled through the channel menu and noticed BYU television was playing "Hugh Nibley: Faith of an Observer". Brother Nibley is the namesake of my husband, and my father-in-law produced this biography. I have never seen it all the way through, so I clicked on channel 21 to watch. As I learned more about Hugh Nibley and his great character, I was moved by his absolute faith. He was such an intelligent man, but never sought or wanted the accolades of others. He reminded me that every living thing in this world is to be respected and enjoyed, not destroyed and consumed. It is interesting that in one day I would come across two different members of the church, each evoking such different emotion for me. Hugh Nibley has much more knowledge and insight about making a difference in this world than Glenn Beck ever will. I think I will pass on buying Glenn Beck's new book and instead pull one of Hugh Nibley's books off our bookshelf to enjoy.
I'm not sure if it is being pregnant, the late hour, or just simple gratitude...but as I sit here working at 2:00 am my eyes are filled with tears. I went down to the cafeteria to see if I could find anything appealing to help me stay alert for six more hours. While waiting in line for some tator tots (the cafeteria was hopping tonight), I looked down at my red dansko clogs and my eyes welled with tears. Not only are these hands down the most comfortable shoes I own, they were a graduation gift from my sister Mal. These shoes have carried my weary feet through my first rookie year as a registered nurse, and they show no sign of stopping anytime soon. I have had some crazy days in these shoes...sometimes I didn't think I had it in me to go back. Maybe it's the great construction of the shoes, but thinking about it tonight, that is just an extra bonus. I'm so lucky to have my sister Mal in my life. My red danskos are a reminder that she will always be on the sideline of my life cheering me on and giving me encouragement and strength to keep going. She does this mostly through her great example, and even when we were young I looked up to her in so many ways...I still do. Thanks for the shoes, Mal. They mean more to me than you'll ever know.
And so it begins...I have been so reluctant to start a blog, and partially just lazy. Who has time for a blog? Well, after spending much time reading other people's blogs, I realized that I have time for a blog. Not to mention, after stumbling upon my little sister's blog and thoroughly enjoying myself as I read her posts, I realized that maybe having my own blog can be fun. My little Ruby is becoming quite the character, and I'm finding myself behind in recording all of her cute little quirks and accomplishments. As I've watched Ruby grow and my sweet Hugh become such a nurturing father, I feel as if I'm bursting at the seams with emotion. The other night I couldn't fall asleep, so I sneaked into Ruby's room and just stared at her sweet sleeping face and then I crept back into my room and watched Hugh, sound asleep. I was overcome with love for these two people. My life is far from perfect and some days I feel so tired, grumpy, and worn-out, but I'm lucky to have Hugh and Ruby around to help me see the sun again. Welcome to my blog...bursting at the seams (literally...baby number two is due in April!)
