My New Baby!

*My New Baby by Tedi Wixom FRI January 27, 2012

A fridge, a new refrigerator

I’m in love with my new

   sleek, clean, sweet refrigerator.

“How can that be?” You ask.

A fridge, a new refrigerator

I’m in love with my new

   sleek, clean, sweet refrigerator!

“What are you saying?”

A fridge, a new refrigerator

I’m in love with my new

   sleek, clean, sweet refrigerator.

“I thought you said,

‘A fridge, a new refrigerator

I’m in love with my new

   sleek, clean, sweet refrigerator.’

Yes, that is exactly what I said.

It’s because . . .

I love to eat

I love to cook

I love to make food and

Keep it chilled

So when I’m ready to eat it

There it is! -- right in the fridge

Where I put it . . .

   so I can get it out

   and warm it up or

   sip it, sauté it,

   slurp it, stir it,

   or savor it

As soon as I get it out of my fridge;

Then I either share it with my family

Or pig out on it. Yum.

And I have a new refrigerator!

And it’s sparkling white and clean

All ready for me to mess it up

With yummy food for breakfast,

Lunch, snacks, or dinner!

My Home

My Home by Tedi Wixom TUES January 17, 2012

I came from a home on high

To my Earth home below for instruction

With parents who could nourish me

And Satan who sought my destruction.

For on Earth I had a mission to perform

But Lucifer thought it a conspiracy

For me to love God and tell others of His plan.

For he relished disorder, chaos, and piracy.

I have a comfy home on Earth;

Some days the jaws of hell stand wide.

For wicked and adulterous mankind here

Take no thought of where in heaven they’ll reside.

When I leave this mortal clay on Earth

And stand immortal by a heavenly greeter.

I know all worldly oaths and curses I’ve endured

Will only make paradise ten times sweeter!

Mrs. Tuttle's Art Class

Mrs. Tuttle’s Art Class by Tedi Wixom JAN 19, 2012

Mrs. Tuttle was a Christian

I’d say she was a Saint

She was my fine art teacher

She was not the type to faint.

She was my good example in class

Wherever she went, I wanted to be

She’d look at me when she talked

And kindly put an arm around me.

She helped dispel the woes of youth

And kept students with poor grades in school

She was caring, fun, and very smart

‘Cause she followed the Golden Rule.

Just doing stuff and thinking ...

I just started taking a class at BYU a couple of weeks ago.
John Bytheway is my teacher at the Salt Lake Center downtown.
He is an amazing teacher, and I've learned so many different aspects
    of viewing the teachings from our text.
It is all very interesting and I'm learning so much.
It is the second half of the Book of Mormon studies.
Go Alma the Younger: you are my hero!!

I simply don't have enough hours in one day to read everything I want to read.
I've been reading about Troy and Greeks and Romans: all of whom I know very little about.
I am working on being a better listener, because listening shows respect.
I'm learning to look people in the eyes when I talk to them because it shows you care.
It's amazing how many people don't look at your face when you talk.
I am so grateful for a new year.

My son Jason is an awesome actor and
I can hardly wait for the movie he is in to be on the big screen.
It is called Chick Magnets.

My youngest daughter, Ali, just turned 10 on Saturday.
She loves Karate and she loves to be crazy.
She wants to be a movie star someday.
She has an awesome singing voice.

So, we go to celebrate Ali's birthday by going to Village Inn for breakfast
And they give only Ali a kid's meal menu.
McKenzie was disappointed. She is in the sixth grade still
And she wanted to order the tiny little chocolate chip pancakes!!
So I explained to the waitress that McKenzie is large for her age.
She then brought a child's menu. That made her happy.

McKenzie is my tallest child. I'm sure she'll be six foot tall someday.
She doesn't even like basketball; she loves to sing, knit, and read.

I submitted 5 children's books for publication last fall and one novel
I have received three rejections so far. Yea. Haven't found the right one yet.
I submitted my book Danny is Different to a publisher in London yesterday.
It is a story about a snake, born with legs. He certainly is different I'd say.
It is an Olympic story, so I thought maybe it would be good timing!
Danny is an awesome soccer player and he has to sneak over to the
     other side of town to play soccer with the cats and dogs.
He goes to the world soccer bowl and brings home the trophy. 
My son Jason is the inspiration for writing this little children's illustrated story.

I've got to get something published soon. It is annoying to have 30 books written
     and none published!!
I'm working on my King Tut Musical as a novel. I've been working on that
     over 2 years. Maybe 8 more months on that.
I want to get my Mother's second book out too. Her life was so awesome.
Anyone who has any thoughts on her life or how she inspired you, or anything
Could you let me know on FB or write me or call me
     and maybe that can be in the appendix. She was an awesome artist and teacher.
She has been dead 10 years as to earth living and I still miss her inspiration.
I still hear her in my head saying, "Tedi, you can do whatever you put your mind to."

To all my awesome friends and family. I love you and appreciate you.
Right now I am painting my house and cleaning. It has been a lot of fun.
This is the beginning of a grand new year and I am doing as much as I can.
I'm trying to be more efficient in my living area.
I love my house; it is comfy and warm.
I love my family, even when they are often a pain in the rear end.
Kids, you've got to love them!

Beautiful Harmony

Beautiful Harmony by Tedi Tuttle Wixom WED Jan 11, 2012

I love to lift my voice in song

     It gives much balm unto my soul

     To sing each day is my ultimate goal

I could sing all day and all night long.

    

What joy it brings like a warming fire

     As I simply sing do-re-mi

     Better yet as voices blend in harmony

With my Salt Lake Symphonic Choir.

Let Earth Receive Her King

Let Earth Receive Her King by Tedi Wixom Jan. 13, 2012

The framers of the Constitution stand by

     Watchmen of America, their hands tied.

I wonder what they’d think today

     Of the words in their glory day thus penned.

Would they shake their heads in shame

     To witness their works torn asunder?

I pray a blessing on this planet

     In preparation for the reign of Christ

Dear Father swallow up all earthly curses.

     Send us faith in God, with hope in Christ,

And charity toward all men herein;

     May these attributes increase every day.

May a ripple of love emerge like an earthquake

     Rise and reverberate throughout this orb;

May this surge of hope and light go forth

     Through length and breadth of this entire Earth

And like a giant shockwave resonate

     ‘Til it reaches everyone in every clime!

Dear Father aid in healing our humble hearts;

     Break those with flint-like hearts and necks of steel

Replace them with forgiving souls who care;

     Gentle humanity ‘til ev’ry knee bend

And every tongue confess the truth they know

     Let the people of this Earth embrace their King!

Who is Right?

Who is Right? By Tedi Tuttle Wixom MON Jan. 9, 2012

Tiny voices in great number

Are crying out each day

“Where is our right to life?” they ask,

“What is the price you are willing to pay?”

For the world if void of children

Would then have no voices at all;

No people – simply a cluster of houses

And in the cradle a dumb lifeless doll.

The statistics on abortion rates are astounding.