Pajama party on Christmas day!
7 years ago
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Thursday, December 2, 2010
62 Birhday--wow--I can't believe it--
62nd Birthday. I think I look tired and I probably was. I had just finished cooking dinner for 22 people. I am so thankful I am here on this earth still and enjoying my beautiful kids (which include their spouses) and grand kids. I love my family and I never get tired of being with them. I love my job. I have the best job in the world. There is hard stuff in my life ( just like everyone else) but I always have the support of great friends,my family, and Heavenly Father, to help me get through them. I think we all have trials to grow but our loving Heavenly Father throws in these windows of Heaven that make us happy, the beautiful world that surrounds us, friends, families, the gospel, dogs, and all the other things we love.
Last month I attended the annual Park Service meetings in the Grand Canyon. It is a beautiful place to be, but the meetings were long. I came home for a couple of weeks and then went with our family to Disneyland. It was so nice!! Six of my eleven beautiful grand kids were there. I am posting a few pictures. We drove home on my birthday. The weather was beautiful, Grand California is an amazing place to stay, World of Color was beautiful, and the kids were just fun to be around!!The food was yummy and I ate and walked my way through Disney Land.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
This is the picture of our family river trip. I don't know what to say about it, but that it was a taste of Heaven for me. I had all of my kids but one family and all of my grandkids but one. I did get C.B. who represented Jesse's family really well. How can I describe it. Beautiful days, lots of family and love, good food, time to talk, time to soak in the beauty of our world,talks at night in the tent with Coleman, Hailey's delightful laugh and scream, hugs from Addy and Emmi, help from Jerimiah and Joseph, Kiya and Elizy water fights, ,Strattys shy cute smile, Savannahs pure delight and lack of fear, water fights, stars at night so beautiful I couldn't bear to close my tired eyes, no electronics, no phones, no news, time to think!Can you tell it was one of y favorite vacations ever!
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Monday, April 26, 2010
This weekend I took my mom and Kiya to the tulip festival. It was amazingly beautiful. I had never been to the gardens at Thanksgiving Point before. The cutest thing about the whole thing was how much my Mom enjoyed it. It was my sister Carol's idea and probably the best idea in a long time. I had mom in a wheelchair so her back wouldn't hurt as we walked all over. It made her love the day. The best thing about the whole experience is that she remembered she had done it the next day. I think my time with my mother is precious and limited. I need to plan fun activities for her to do!
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
This is my school story. I have returned to BYU to get my degree. I am a school disaster, but I thought it would be a good idea if I graduated before I die. I have been doing pretty well in the BGS program until a few months ago. I had to take a finance class. It had icky stuff like Algebra, formulas, financial calculators, equations, and on and on. I muddled through it. There were three tests. Each time I would have to go to the testing center, I would be told each time that I could have two pieces of scrap paper and the test was timed. I would completely freak out and loose my cool. I would go into a cold sweat right there in the testing center (I remind you I am a 61 year old grandma) I would have a panic attack. My mind would freeze. I would break my pencil lead. The testing center police boy at the front of the room would look at me with discust.
Finally I finished all my assigments and it was time to take the final. I waited and waited to call an order it. I finally called and told the testing center I was ready to take it. I was so afraid that I would just never go to take it. I would study the material and then forget it the next day. I was really psychologically ill when it came to any kind of math. After you order a test, you only have 30 days to take it. Pretty soon I realized that is had probably been 30 days. I called the testing center and they told me I had until April 5th to take the test. It got to be April 5th and I just couldn't quite make myself go take it. I called them up and they said they would hold it for one more day. April 6th arrived. I knew it was do or die. I was thinking I might as well just quit school. Finally my common scense popped out and I started to think what is the worse that can happen if I flunk the test. I would just have to take the class over. So I just went and took the test. I prayed. I prayed that I could stay calm and collected. I went checked in. The police at the testing center (children they are ) told me that I could have only one piece of scratch paper.
I sat down. Calmed myself and started the test. I could answer quite a few of the problems. I was amazed. There were some that I just didn't know the answer so I tried to pick the most logical answer from my experience. Finally I finished. I turned it in and ran out of the testing center. I didn't even wait to see my score. I got to my car, locked the door, logged into my class on my I-phone and looked at my grade. At first I saw this f and thought will the worst case has happened. Then I realized the f stood for final and my score was 84. I had passed. It was amazing. All that fear for nothing. I thanked Heavenly Father for helping me and drove home elated. That is my test story! But this I know for sure-that is the last class with algebra in it that I will ever have to take in my life.
Finally I finished all my assigments and it was time to take the final. I waited and waited to call an order it. I finally called and told the testing center I was ready to take it. I was so afraid that I would just never go to take it. I would study the material and then forget it the next day. I was really psychologically ill when it came to any kind of math. After you order a test, you only have 30 days to take it. Pretty soon I realized that is had probably been 30 days. I called the testing center and they told me I had until April 5th to take the test. It got to be April 5th and I just couldn't quite make myself go take it. I called them up and they said they would hold it for one more day. April 6th arrived. I knew it was do or die. I was thinking I might as well just quit school. Finally my common scense popped out and I started to think what is the worse that can happen if I flunk the test. I would just have to take the class over. So I just went and took the test. I prayed. I prayed that I could stay calm and collected. I went checked in. The police at the testing center (children they are ) told me that I could have only one piece of scratch paper.
I sat down. Calmed myself and started the test. I could answer quite a few of the problems. I was amazed. There were some that I just didn't know the answer so I tried to pick the most logical answer from my experience. Finally I finished. I turned it in and ran out of the testing center. I didn't even wait to see my score. I got to my car, locked the door, logged into my class on my I-phone and looked at my grade. At first I saw this f and thought will the worst case has happened. Then I realized the f stood for final and my score was 84. I had passed. It was amazing. All that fear for nothing. I thanked Heavenly Father for helping me and drove home elated. That is my test story! But this I know for sure-that is the last class with algebra in it that I will ever have to take in my life.
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Good Housekeeping's editor taught me two new words that made me think. They are Greek words. One is chronos. Chronos is the minutes, hours, days--the stop watch most of us live by. The other word is kairos. Kairos is the event-centered, memorable time, the moments that seem to stand still when you are fully experiencing life. Most of the time in my life is chronos. But some of the time is kairos. I started to think of the event-centered, memorable times I have had. They are time that you remember in sharp clear detail. Some of my kairos times are the following:
1. The four times that I held my beautiful children in my arms for the first time. I remember everything in vivid detail and how I loved them. I remember how they smelled. I remember their hair, their hands, their spirit. I remember the room, my feeling of excitement and euphoria.
2. The time that I kneeled at the alter with my husband and watched my two beautiful sons dressed in white brought into the room.
3. The river trip with four of my grandchildren, two of my sons, my daughter in law crowded on a boat. The beautiful river, the white beaches, dragon flies landing on our finger tips, the girls screaming in excitement with each rapid we would hit.
4. The first time each of my children went to the temple as young adults. They were so beautiful in white.
5. The day i fell in love with my husband. We were on a picnic on a spot of grass in the middle of a little stream.
6. The day riding down the street Jeremy told me he wanted to go on a mission.
7. The day Jessica told me she met the cutest boy ever!
8. The day Jason was confirmed and walked up from the back of the room in the old Vermont Chapel and bore his testimony.(even thought he had not heard the testimony of his parents.)
9. Jessica's and Pauls wedding day.
10. Josh and Wendy's wedding day.
11. Jerimiah's birthday. (first grandchild)
12. Every grandchilds birthday.
13. The day Jeremy told me he had met a girl named Trixy.
14. The day Jason and Rebecca finally told me they were pregnant.
15. The Christmas my parents gave me a pogo stick.
16. The day I caught the biggest fish ever on the Beckler River in Yellowstone with my Father. He was so excited because he knew I had hooked a huge fish and he stood by and let me bring it in (being a afraid the whole time I would loose it).
17. The day I hiked into the Grand Canyon and took off my shoes and found out I had lost three toe nails, but new it was worth it because It was such an adventure.
I could go on and on, but the point is I want to make sure I have kairos time in my life!!!
1. The four times that I held my beautiful children in my arms for the first time. I remember everything in vivid detail and how I loved them. I remember how they smelled. I remember their hair, their hands, their spirit. I remember the room, my feeling of excitement and euphoria.
2. The time that I kneeled at the alter with my husband and watched my two beautiful sons dressed in white brought into the room.
3. The river trip with four of my grandchildren, two of my sons, my daughter in law crowded on a boat. The beautiful river, the white beaches, dragon flies landing on our finger tips, the girls screaming in excitement with each rapid we would hit.
4. The first time each of my children went to the temple as young adults. They were so beautiful in white.
5. The day i fell in love with my husband. We were on a picnic on a spot of grass in the middle of a little stream.
6. The day riding down the street Jeremy told me he wanted to go on a mission.
7. The day Jessica told me she met the cutest boy ever!
8. The day Jason was confirmed and walked up from the back of the room in the old Vermont Chapel and bore his testimony.(even thought he had not heard the testimony of his parents.)
9. Jessica's and Pauls wedding day.
10. Josh and Wendy's wedding day.
11. Jerimiah's birthday. (first grandchild)
12. Every grandchilds birthday.
13. The day Jeremy told me he had met a girl named Trixy.
14. The day Jason and Rebecca finally told me they were pregnant.
15. The Christmas my parents gave me a pogo stick.
16. The day I caught the biggest fish ever on the Beckler River in Yellowstone with my Father. He was so excited because he knew I had hooked a huge fish and he stood by and let me bring it in (being a afraid the whole time I would loose it).
17. The day I hiked into the Grand Canyon and took off my shoes and found out I had lost three toe nails, but new it was worth it because It was such an adventure.
I could go on and on, but the point is I want to make sure I have kairos time in my life!!!
Saturday, February 13, 2010
I think I am the worst blogger in the world! I can never make my pictures post. Maybe it is my computer. It is just begging to crash. Today is February 13th, 2010. How many Valentines have I received from people of the opposite sex? Not many-is something wrong with me? What is the best Valentine I have ever received. I think when I was in my 20's and Young Women was always on a weeknight (where you would go have opening exercises and then teach the lesson) I happened to be going to Young Womens on Valentines night. I got in my car and Dennis my one and only husband had put a card on the dash board. (yes, it doesn't take a lot to make me happy) I was so happy that he remembered me and took the time to tell me he loved me. The worst Valentine I ever got was also from Dennis my one and only husband. It was when we were dating and I got this card with the most beautiful verse. I was talking to a friend, Stevie, who was dating a close friend of Dennis. She was telling about the card she got with the most beautiful verse. It sounded familiar. We figured out thatDennis and her boyfriend (Glade) had gone shopping together and got us both the same card. When I questioned Dennis about it I found out they hadn't even read the verse. I wish men could figure out that women need to be told they are loved as well as shown they are loved. Showing is what matters, but for some reason women like to be told. It must be a women thing! The telling though has to be real and sincere! Well Happy Valentines to everyone out there. I hope everyone feels the love of their companions and friends and family everyday of the year!
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