I’m so excited for this year. It’s going to be monumental. Just you wait and see!

I’m so excited for this year. It’s going to be monumental. Just you wait and see!

In 2009 I set out to read one non-fiction book for every letter of the alphabet. That’s just 26 books and I figured I could easily do it in a year. I had, after all, read 54 books the previous year. I hadn’t calculated the fact that non-fiction takes me longer to read than fiction, nor had I planned on getting married that year when I set that goal. So I actually didn’t finish all 26 books till April of this year (with several other books in between). But I finished it. I’ve now set a goal to read all the books we own (with the exception of some of Brett’s books), but haven’t set a time-limit on it.
I noticed I got a lot more read during the semester than I did during my breaks. Which seems a little counterintuitive at first. But during the semester I had to ride the bus to campus. And I dedicated bus time to reading time. Having an hour and a half set aside at least three times a week allows a lot of time for reading. When I didn’t have that designated reading time, reading didn’t happen.
And that’s one thing I’ve noticed about the productive people I admire. It isn’t that they dedicate all of their time each day to what they do, it’s that they designate a portion of it, often no more than an hour a day. The sewers who finish multiple quilts or the woman who is constantly finishing sweaters, the artists whose drawings I greatly admire, the Pixar animator who set a goal to draw 365 new super heroes, often spend just an hour a day on their craft. They have to spend the rest of their day working on actual life.
Now ye may suppose that this is foolishness in me; but behold I say unto you, that by small and simple things are great things brought to pass; and small means in many instances doth confound the wise.
Alma 37:6
I always have big plans. I have an entire room of sewing projects that need to be completed. I have a sweater I’ve been knitting for years. I have books to read. And somehow my time seems to always escape me and I never get anything done.
In 2013 though I’m going to try something a little different. Rather than hoping to dedicate entire days to projects, days that never seem to materialize; and rather than getting to the end of each day and wondering what I’ve accomplished that made getting out of bed worthwhile (some days it seems all I did was clean the kitchen, and that never lasts), I’m going to dedicate three hours a day to becoming great.
There are six things I’d like to do each day that will make for a better, more creative, more enlightened me. I’m going to give each of them half an hour a day, two first thing when I wake up (study the scriptures and go for a walk) and the other four (sew, knit, read, and yoga) to wind down the day.
I’ve learned in the past that if I shut off my computer in the evening, my evening is more productive, with the added benefit that I get to bed a lot sooner too. So turning off my computer in the evening will be a big part of this happening.
Is this going to happen every day? Nope. Not a chance. But if it happens more days than it doesn’t it will be a huge step in the right direction.
I’m excited. It’s just a bunch of little steps, but that’s how anything gets accomplished. If I want to develop who I am I need to actually start working on it. And now that I’ve told the world about it, I feel rather bound to actually do something about it. Let’s hear it for 2013 – my year of greatness!


I love this time of year. I love the chance to be with family, to pause from the busy world and reflect on what really matters – family, faith, hope, and especially the Light of the world, Jesus Christ.
May your Christmas be full of what really matters in life.
Last March Brett bought me the boxed set of M*A*S*H. We are almost through with season 7 at this point (we had to stop and watch a season of Chuck at least once during that time).
This past week we watched the Christmas episode from season 7, “Dear Sis.” The cast sings “Dona Nobis Pacem” as an a cappella choir for Father Mulcahy.
Dona nobis pacem – Grant us peace.
As Brett and I have decided we will start studying Latin in the new year, all things Latin catch our ears now, so we had to look it up. Brett found this version of the song on youtube that we really love.
I love the simplicity of it. Both the music and the words. One simple phrase repeated over and over. One simple plea for peace. It is not a desperate fretful plea, but there is a strong desire in it simply by its repetition.
At Christmas, and always, may God grant us peace in our hearts.
My heart breaks for Connecticut. My prayers are with them. I can’t even imagine.
Saturday we went to our favorite bakery (Beyond Bread) for dinner. It was the first night of Chanukah, and not only could we buy dreidel cookies (which were huge and probably would’ve tasted yummy), but there was a Menorah with two candles lit at the counter. There was something about it that was comforting to me.
In another week or so there will be a table-top Christmas tree there. I appreciate that there is room to celebrate all the holidays at this time of year.

This is Christmas music. This is the reason we celebrate the Light at this time of year. This is the reason we can have hope when all around us is despair.