Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Friday, November 19, 2010
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Day two: Spa treatments, pool, sun, lunch, more pool, sun, reading, naps, elegant dining, and another movie.
Day three: Bicycle rides around the resort, along the rivers and golf course.
Our four-course meal was delicious. It was sweet to have a peaceful and quiet dining experience without being in a hurry or wondering when the waiter or food would arrive. My sisters and mother behaved appropriately as well, so that was a unique dining experience! (he he....had to through that in)
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Thursday, September 30, 2010
We will "stand as witnesses of God at all times and in all things,
and in all places" (Mosiah 18:9) as we strive to live
the Young Women values, which are:
Choice and Accountability
We believe as we come to accept and act upon these values,
we will be prepared to strengthen home and family, make and keep sacred covenants,
receive the ordinances of the temple, and enjoy the blessings of exaltation.
Friday, September 24, 2010
Sunday, September 19, 2010
After lunch, it was on to the other "have to's" for the day: oil changed while shopping Wal-Mart, Home Depot, and Costco. It has been a few months since we've really stocked up on everything so our carts were over-loaded. All that AND we were done by early afternoon!! Evan surprised me by stopping in to see his Grandma Ruthie. We don't get to see her nearly as often as we'd like to. She will be 90 next June and is still so sharp and independant. She happily squealed like a young girl when she saw Evan at the door. Then she cried cause she said she'd just been thinking about Evan and he shows up out of the blue. (Apparently, he was inspired at that moment!)
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
I go upstairs to make our bed and ask Evan to come pick up his crap on his side of the room to which he replies, "What crap?" He knows exactly 'what crap' because it's the same old crap we've discussed for 23 years now; he just likes to get me going. I am thinking to myself trying not to overreact, trying to remain calm. However, after tripping over his size 12 shoes and boots throughout the house, his cop crap, styrofoam cups,wrappers, receipts, dirty clothes, belts, and remotes alongside the bed, I can no longer hold it inside! I begin to explode!! The monster is coming unleashed!!
I say: "Really?!?" "How old are you?" "How can I expect the kids to pick up after themselves if you don't do it?" "I have had enough of your being a slob!" "I want a separate bedroom if you can't clean up your crap." I leave the room before I kill him and finish up last minute things before dinner and YW's. I notice Abby upstairs scrubbing her toilet. I see Taylor in the kitchen doing dishes, cleaning off counters, and everything put away from dinner. I am shocked! They both have the look of fear in them. I think to myself....Hmmmm? Hmmm! Maybe this little monster inside me needed to come out. (Not what I like to do, but it did get results and then some.) I am always a little stressed once school starts because I no longer have the extra time to keep up with the house, laundry and all that being a wife and mother entails, so this back-to-school adjustment typically requires a few heated discussions over chores, privileges, consequences, communication, scheduling and whatever else it takes to keep our family and household running smoothly.
Whoever reads this blog post is probably going to think of me as an evil, wicked person, who should just get off my whiny butt, but this little venting outlet just may have saved someone from serious injury tonight. Buahahaha! I'm taking me and my little monster to bed now. Good-night!
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
As for me, I'm just pleased that I could get up early as I head out the door on the first day of school to face my little class of second graders! (Only 11 students this year!!) Unheard of, but awesome! Low stress for me this year! Woo-hoo! My theme once again is: "Camp Read-A-Lot"...I'm holding a newly recovered cushion for our reading bench! I love teaching! It's always exciting to see the kids' excitement on the first day of school!
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
LeeAnna & Doug Haymond.
Angie Larson, Paul Blad, Me, Brooks, Nielson
(Angie's parents owned the Cow Palace Lanes...bowling alley) Paul was my first grade school crush, and Brooks and I were nominated Biggest Flirts our Senior Year.
Paul, Roger, Brooks, & I all met up at McDonald's the next morning by surprise. Whitney & I were at the drive-up about to order when we heard this sexy, masculine voice coming from the speaker saying, "You can have anything you want, honey!" Out jumped Brooks and Paul from behind. We about wet our pants laughing so hard. We all visited for a few more hours. It was so fun hearing of their lives since high school and remembering fun childhood memories.Whitney had to hear all evening how much she looks like me. I think she is a much better version of myself. Road trips are always fun with Whitney along. She entertains and keeps me awake by playing, "Name that tune" with her I-pod. Good times!!I always loved being able to see this beautiful sight from nearly anywhere in the valley. We often went there for baptisms, firesides, and performed in the annual Mormon Miracle Pageant each summer. I always enjoy reading about the early pioneers that settled the Sanpete Valley and sacrificed so much to build this temple. The best event that took place here was in November 1989 when my parents were finally sealed for time and all eternity!
I feel so incredibly blessed to have been raised by great parents, to have lived so close to the beautiful Manti Temple, and to have been always surrounded by good friends who brought so much joy and laughter in my life during my childhood and teenaged years. When you grow up in a small rural town such as Ephraim, most of your classmates are with you from Kindergarten on up through your Senior year of high school.