Florescent Light Bulbs

So I was all ready to post a complaint about florescent light bulbs. I had some and put them outside my house and they have been burning for 4 years now. That's awesome.

But in my house? I hate them. All I get is orange light. I have resisted putting them in because of the orange glow, but I finally broke down and bought some to appease The Doctor, who felt we were going through too many light bulbs.

But now my family room is orange in the mornings. I hate them. I hate them. I hate them.

However, when I was looking for a picture to go with this post, I discovered a web site that says there are different "correlated color temperatures" of these light bulbs. The ones that put out a "warm" glow (orange) are the most readily available and are around 2700K-3000K (K meaning kelvins.

However...

They are also available in higher kelvin color temperature (3500K, 4100K, 5000K, 6500K) and will emit more white to bluish-white light. These are usually identified with the terms "bright white," "natural" or "daylight."

The orange light is 2700K and the white light is 3500K.

See the difference?

I am off on a hunt for higher kelvin compact florescent lightbulbs! Wish me luck!

Guns vs. Phones

You know how a boy will take anything and make it into a gun?

Yes, those are those sausages you buy at Christmas time!

Well, I learned that it is just the opposite with girls.


The Princess would take anything, including a gun, and make it into a phone!

Crappy pictures

So I want to post every day, but I don't always have time. So I thought on the days that I don't have time to do a "real" post, I would post a picture. Sometimes current, more often from the past. I can't go too far past...I only got a digital camera in December 2001. Someday I want to go in and scan all the pictures from my boy's scrapbooks prior to 2001 so I have a digital copy of them. But that is not anywhere near the top of my list!

Anyway, so here is are 3 classics from December 2001, taken with my brand new 1.0 megapixel camera. Crappy, crappy pictures. I hated it. Tom bought it for me for my birthday, and I put up with it until July 2002 when I bought a 4.0 megapixel.

The Chocoholic, age 3

The Artist, age 5

The Teenager, age 8

Spiritually Fed

I was taught at the feet of a prophet last night.

We went to the adult meeting for Stake Conference. I LOVE those meetings. I have no children to distract me and I can just focus and listen.

Elder Richard J. Maynes was the visiting authority. He put on a traveling microphone, got down off the stand, used a white board, and taught us.

He would talk about a principle, back it up with a scripture, explain the scripture, and back that up with another scripture.

I enjoyed it so much. When the meeting was over, I held in the tears until we got to our car, and then I just cried. The spirit was so strong.

The Church is true!

Is he starving?

You would think with a nickname like "The Chocoholic" that he would be overweight.

Nope.



The Chocoholic has always been able to do this. It freaks me out.

I have to buy him "slim" jeans.

Several weeks ago, he was wearing a pair of jean shorts that were just too short. I had him give them to me and I looked at the size.

Size 5.

He is 9 1/2.

I just about died!

He is always eating, always hungry. I don't get it. He certainly didn't get it from The Doctor or me!