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Yesterday was my birthday and I took it easy.  I still went to work and did the day to day.  But I didn’t worry about the outcome.  I went to lunch at “Chicken Wing” (An Asian restaurant near the Med Center) with Jeromey, Crispin, and Isani.  While there, Kaylene called me up since she had just finished with Michaels School class and had half a cake left over.  She came by and dropped it off.  I stayed and the other guys went back to work while Kaylene and Aiden had lunch. 

I had to use the restroom and when I came out, Kaylene was chasing after aiden who was running through the restaurant in bare feet.  Oy, little kiddy.  he climbed up on one of the tables and a nice lady from the restaurant grabbed him  and teasingly said, now you get to work in the kitchen with me.  Ha ha ha.  I laughed and she handed him over to me.  He’s our cute little stinker.  Kaylene dropped me off at work after lunch and when I was finished she picked me up again.  We got home and opened presents and Kaylene got dinner ready as I helped Michael with his homework.  Kaylene prepared my dad’s Stroganoff, one of my personal favorites and added a few special spices to the mix.  I hadn’t realized it until she asked me to taste it and see if it had everything.  I have to admit, that my first thought was, that it didn’t taste right.  NOT BAD, not at all, it tasted great, It jsut wasn’t what I was expecting.  I told Kaylene that I couldn’t tell her what it might need since I didn’t know what was in it.  She added an extra can of cream of Mushroom Soup and that evened out the flavor.  I prepared Minute Rice while she finished her Lemon Pepper Asparagus. 

 Kaylene, you ROCK.  That was a delicious dinner and I loved the food.  We got the boys to bed and took the rest of the night easy since Kaylene wasn’t feeling good.  I think we watched some House and Futurama episodes. 

I got to talk to my Dad, Brothers, and Shelly and we spread the birthday joy around.  My co-workers tell me I’m an honorary mexican due to my birthday falling on Cinco De Mayo.  The funny thing is that they celebrate it here like Mormons celebrate Pioneer Day in Utah…. except with out all the Mexican beers, and Tequila.  LOL.

I just wanted to Announce that I passed my second Ethics Class on Tuesday Night.  Yay ME!!!  This last term has been stressfull in many ways, but mainly due to getting ready for a new baby and then new baby showing up.  I’ve finished the minimum 12 credits for the term, and did alot of other things, sometimes with one arm behind my back.  🙂  Things like:

Networks I
Ethics I
Social Science II
Ethics II
Last trimester (as a Daddy)
Birth (Yay Us – Love you Joey)
Full Time Job
Christmas Break
Family down for the Blessing (I had to take a final while they were here.) 🙁

I have to say thanks to Dr. G. Teston.  He’s my student Mentor and has been a great help and guide this last year and a half.  I got into the middle of my term and had WAY TOO MUCH GOING ON!!!!   Aghhh.  With Joseph being born and full time life, I didn’t have as much time to study for my course.  Dr. Teston made it possible, by rearranging my schedule and making sure I had more than enough time.  Sincerely, Dr. T., you have my utmost thanks.  At the end of every term, Dr. Teston sends out a post card to his students and on the card is a great message.

A personal thanks from Dr. Teston for all your hard work this term!
While working on post-grad studies at Harvard, I met a fellow computer science student who programmed brilliantly despite having almost no use of his hands.  When I asked him about the source of his success, he replied, “Determination can overcome weak hands, but there is no substitute for hard work.”  That chance meeting inspires me to always say “Thank You” to my students who succeed…because we can’t always see all the hard work behind the success.
G.Teston, Ph.D., M.S., M.Ed.

Thanks to all you out there who rooted for me.  I’m through with another term.  Hooray.

EDITORS WARNING-My Personal Feelings Ahead.  If you choose to think less, take offense, feel hurt, or misunderstand, please know, I still love you.

Do you feel weak?  I know I do…. 

This last Sunday, we blessed Joseph Merlin Steele in our Ward in Houston Texas.  My Bishop loves me, and makes it known to me.  He gave no issue to the blessing happening on a Fast Sunday.  My older brother Sam, got up and bore a short sweet testimony and let me know he was proud of me.  I cried.  I’m not sure if he knows this, but along with my father, he is one of my idols.  I’ve indirectly seen the trials, struggles, and intra-personal beatings that my brother has been through.  To see him at the pulpit, looking only like he could in a suit, holding the Melchizidek Priesthood, I cry.  I know my brother is imperfect.  We don’t listen to the same music, He’s got a much bigger temper than I and I’m sure there are other imperfections that only Sam and/or Sara see.  But he is strong.  I see him and I am reminded of a small prayer given by a Knight of the White Cross.

Lord, we walk into darkness now.  Our enemies will surround us. 
Please help to make us strong enough to do what needs to be done.  Amen.

I struggle with many things.  Some I have managed, others have kicked me while down.  My struggles, have brought sadness to my family with my failures.  Yet, I’ve found joy when my family rallies around me.  I’ve wondered some times why they would choose to do so.  Charity is one of the Lord’s tender mercies.  I often feel weak, old, broken and always found wanting.  My wife is one of the most forgiving , loving, and stubborn people I know.  Fool that I am, I’ve put it to the test and yet she is here telling me to get up, grow up, and that feeling sorry for my self is not helping.  I have three boys who love me and hug me and give me kisses.  I sing to them, not as much as I used to, nor as much as I should.  My boys lullabies are by James Taylor.

 I digress…  Needless to say, I’m envious of my brother and wish I had some of the stillness of character that I see in him.  They say to put your faith in god and he will guide you.  My faith is around here somwhere, but until I find it I will put my trust in him.  I feel like I’m constantly looking through the glass darkly.  (Corinthians 13:12)  If I read one more line I find hope, “And now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three; but the greatest of these is charity.” (Corinthians 13:13)  I struggle with depression, but try hard to hide it.  I struggle with my anger and my voice.  I struggle with myself and my desires.  I struggle with my beliefs.  I struggle just to get up and breathe my first morning breath.  I need a respite, one I can find in my family.  I Love you, I pray for you.  Please pray for me to have strength enough to do what needs to be done.

Kaylene, Sam, Dad,  Family.

As bogged down as I feel some times, I always Love you.