I always thought I would die young; seriously. There were years I didn't think I would make it past 30ish. So I am in awe that I have had the choice opportunity to live on this earth for 57 years!
My mind does not feel old, but my body sometimes does. It is harder and harder to do things that used to be so easy.
My spirit is strong and active, and I have had an incredibly wonderful life, including all its ups and downs.
I can go back and watch the Lord directing me, comforting me, and blessing me. It is amazing!
I never thought I would have all these blessings. Truly the Lord did open the windows of heaven to me.
My blessings are too numerous too count. I went from a poor little girl in a big ugly city who knew nothing of life and its mysteries, to a blessed women with a righteous husband, 4 awesome children, 3 amazing children-in-laws, 5 fantastic grandchildren and another one soon to join our crazy family, tons of friends, and knowledge and wisdom more than I thought possible. Mysteries I pondered as a child have been opened to me.
I know my Heavenly Father lives, and this knowledge brings me great peace. I know we existed before, and this helps me understand the whole divine plan. I know that it is all about charity and love, and that I do not have to be perfect, but can keep trying to improve. I know my Savior died for me.
I love my house and my porch and my bluebirds and my hummingbirds and my garden, and although I will be glad to give it all up to be with my family, I am grateful for the years I was able to enjoy this beautiful area.
I love my calling in the temple, and teaching Institute. My learning curve is angling upward, and there is so much yet to learn.
I feel good about my 57 years, and have many more things I want to accomplish.
I am writing my personal history, and it brings back memories I have long forgotten. Each house I lived in, each friend I had, each job I worked, each path I took brought me to this tiny spot on my spiritual path.
There is much more to come!
Thank you all for being an integral part of my life and a blessing to me!
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Monday, June 13, 2011
Birthday Camping
Tevia did a good job of breaking down our camping trip in Bull Pen Ranch (see link here), but I thought I'd add my two cents.
Originally my idea was to camp near Sedona on Oak Creek as it always looks so gorgeous and cool (temperature). There are not too many sites near the river, and if you want to reserve them they are reserved months ahead of time. There are some that are first-come, first-serve, but after thinking about it I was worried Tevia would end up sitting in a line for hours and then get a campsite and THEN if we were lucky to get a second for Jake/Cari, they wouldn't even be near us. So I decided on this other location.
Tevia and Kathy were kind enough to go up early and secure a campsite. They did a great job. Jake and Cari drove up a little later and Jimmy and I brought up the rear as we drove up after work. The place is very pretty. It is a lush, green sliver among the desert. You would never even imagine anything was there until you reach the valley and see the trees. The water brings the green and wildlife. There is a hike here that I'd love to do now that parallels the river for a few miles. You run into red-rock slot canyons and you can always take a nice dip in the clear water.
The campsite was ideal and even though there were quite a few people in the camp around us, it seemed quiet and isolated as we were surrounded by large trees. The temperature was great, too. Not too hot and not too cold. The creek was close by and you could walk over to fish or catch crawdads or whatever. There were quite a few bugs. They didn't seem to bother me, but they annoyed quite a few of the others.
I hiked up the creek to find a swimming hole that a friend of mine had found. I eventually found one and we decided to take everyone up there on Friday. It was only a 10 minute hike for me, so not bad for the kids. Due to Speed's nap and Jimmy's excitement to fish, we eventually split up and decided to meet up at the water hole. Since I'd been there before, my group (my family and Kathy) got there easily and enjoyed swimming and talking and watching trout. It was very nice except there were quite a few bees which annoyed Jarek and Malik at first, but they left us alone. After an hour or so we realized we weren't going to see the others in our party and eventually headed back. Jimmy/Jake/Cari had apparently found another swimming hole further up the trail and had missed this one. So we missed out an swimming with them.
I tried to help the kids fish a little. After a couple of casts with no bites they got bored and moved on to just catching crayfish. Saturday was free fishing day, so I could actually fish and tried with a little fly from Jake's tackle. But I got nothin'. But it did remind me of days long ago fishing and how much I enjoy it. As I sat on the shore hoping for a bite, I watched birds and spiders and listened to the creek. It was great. I want to go again.
Friday night there was some partying on the creek and the music kept some of us up for a while. It is too bad they were so inconsiderate (Thursday night was SILENT). But eventually they died down and we all fell asleep. Saturday most people were looking to leave. A few weren't feeling too good, others were sick of bugs. I would have loved to stay, but understood that camping isn't that fun when you don't feel good.
In the end it was fun. The only funny moment was hearing Jacob yell out late Thursday night "Tevia! Don't move! There is a skunk next to the tent." Tevia was laying next to me and I'm not sure why she would have moved anyway. And why Jake was so concerned with her and not the rest of us, I'm not sure. But it made me smile. (Indeed there was a skunk, you could easily smell it, but it left us alone). Later that night we played two games. It was fun. We hadn't done that in a while, so it made up for leaving a little early.
Originally my idea was to camp near Sedona on Oak Creek as it always looks so gorgeous and cool (temperature). There are not too many sites near the river, and if you want to reserve them they are reserved months ahead of time. There are some that are first-come, first-serve, but after thinking about it I was worried Tevia would end up sitting in a line for hours and then get a campsite and THEN if we were lucky to get a second for Jake/Cari, they wouldn't even be near us. So I decided on this other location.
Tevia and Kathy were kind enough to go up early and secure a campsite. They did a great job. Jake and Cari drove up a little later and Jimmy and I brought up the rear as we drove up after work. The place is very pretty. It is a lush, green sliver among the desert. You would never even imagine anything was there until you reach the valley and see the trees. The water brings the green and wildlife. There is a hike here that I'd love to do now that parallels the river for a few miles. You run into red-rock slot canyons and you can always take a nice dip in the clear water.
The campsite was ideal and even though there were quite a few people in the camp around us, it seemed quiet and isolated as we were surrounded by large trees. The temperature was great, too. Not too hot and not too cold. The creek was close by and you could walk over to fish or catch crawdads or whatever. There were quite a few bugs. They didn't seem to bother me, but they annoyed quite a few of the others.
I hiked up the creek to find a swimming hole that a friend of mine had found. I eventually found one and we decided to take everyone up there on Friday. It was only a 10 minute hike for me, so not bad for the kids. Due to Speed's nap and Jimmy's excitement to fish, we eventually split up and decided to meet up at the water hole. Since I'd been there before, my group (my family and Kathy) got there easily and enjoyed swimming and talking and watching trout. It was very nice except there were quite a few bees which annoyed Jarek and Malik at first, but they left us alone. After an hour or so we realized we weren't going to see the others in our party and eventually headed back. Jimmy/Jake/Cari had apparently found another swimming hole further up the trail and had missed this one. So we missed out an swimming with them.
I tried to help the kids fish a little. After a couple of casts with no bites they got bored and moved on to just catching crayfish. Saturday was free fishing day, so I could actually fish and tried with a little fly from Jake's tackle. But I got nothin'. But it did remind me of days long ago fishing and how much I enjoy it. As I sat on the shore hoping for a bite, I watched birds and spiders and listened to the creek. It was great. I want to go again.
Friday night there was some partying on the creek and the music kept some of us up for a while. It is too bad they were so inconsiderate (Thursday night was SILENT). But eventually they died down and we all fell asleep. Saturday most people were looking to leave. A few weren't feeling too good, others were sick of bugs. I would have loved to stay, but understood that camping isn't that fun when you don't feel good.
In the end it was fun. The only funny moment was hearing Jacob yell out late Thursday night "Tevia! Don't move! There is a skunk next to the tent." Tevia was laying next to me and I'm not sure why she would have moved anyway. And why Jake was so concerned with her and not the rest of us, I'm not sure. But it made me smile. (Indeed there was a skunk, you could easily smell it, but it left us alone). Later that night we played two games. It was fun. We hadn't done that in a while, so it made up for leaving a little early.
Wednesday, June 08, 2011
37
37 is an odd number. It just isn’t a number that is used very often. It is a prime number. I can’t even think of any players of any sport that use the number 37. So it seems an insignificant number on the way to the momentous and ominous 40.
But that is okay. I look forward to the next year with a sense of anticipation and excitement. As I do approach that fourth decade, I am amazed at how young I feel. It is thrilling to see athletes like Steve Nash, Grant Hill and Brett Favre be older than me and still play/compete at high levels in their sports. Even just this morning in basketball I got frustrated as we had two players on my team under the age of 19 who I could run faster than and play harder than. Years ago I thought 35 would be the limit to my basketball career, but even at age 37 I feel like I can compete and even contribute greatly to my team and still have fun. So from a physical perspective I feel nowhere near the dreaded 4-0.
From a career perspective I feel I am just slightly behind where I would like to be. But this is something I can rectify with some effort. But to this point I have enjoyed a pretty good career with great opportunities like doing an assignment overseas and even as current as last year travel the world and even be able to bring my wife along with me. These were all goals of mine that I was able to achieve. And though I’d love to make a little more money and be at a slightly higher level, those things haven’t meant as much until now (especially considering most likely I’ll still be working for another 30 years! Now that is a thought that is much more difficult to deal with).
From a family perspective I’ve been able to marry a beautiful and wonderful daughter of God. She’s never strayed from me and I’ve never even been tempted to leave her side. She’s provided me with three amazing children who bring happiness and joy to our home. We live fairly close to many family members on both sides of the family which brings more family memories and experiences. I’m a true believer that family is most important, and I am grateful for those that have sacrificed to make the effort to live near us.
On the spiritual side I still have a strong conviction of the gospel of Jesus Christ and believe I have found his true church and believe that living his teachings brings me joy and happiness in life. I do not believe I have been deluded or brainwashed, but truly can see correlations between living Christ’s teachings and joy and fulfillment in my life.
So in the end, it seems I’ve had a great 37 years. As I sat and thought about what more do I want in life, most of the things I could come up with weren’t really for me, but for others. I want to see my boys grow and stay healthy and serve missions and fall in love. I want to serve a mission with my wife. I want my parents to move to Phoenix. And at a lower level I want a job that challenges me and brings me fulfillment (I know this is tough, but I had it for years and I just have to find it again).
37 years from now I’ll be 74. Hopefully – and most likely – I’ll still be quite active. I’ll be retired. My sons will have families. I’ll have grandchildren. Some people don’t think the world will last that long, but I think it will. It isn’t inconceivable that my parents will most likely still be alive. And that is where life seems so odd. So much happens in those first 25 years (that has expanded to around 40 years for most of society now, but historically let’s say 25). We are born, we grow, we go to school, we get married, we have kids, we get jobs… And then we kinda sail and watch the next generations do the same thing. We may try to improve our lives –but most probably just focus on money (read: career) as they figure this will be the most effective way to improve our lives. Granted, raising kids takes time and effort. And it can be very fulfilling. But what else? What do we aspire to do? Most have as their highest priority to retire. And what for? Not much, except to just “stop working”. Some may want to spend more time with family, others may want to travel or golf or just relax. But what big moments do they have to look forward to? We need to create more moments for when we get older. Something beyond “making more money” and “retiring” and “watching NCIS”.
So that is what I want to do for myself. Make goals for each decade. For example, I was thinking for my goal before I turn 40 instead of a goal like “become VP” or make X amount of dollars, to do something that will stretch me. Maybe learn to speak Chinese fluently. Or dunk a basketball. Or run for political office. I think most people just get to a point where their goals become passive: earn more money, save more money, go to Hawaii, etc. I like the idea of making goals that, like in the first stages of our lives, push us and lead us out of our comfort zone. I liked the idea mom came up with a few years ago to have a goal to live within driving distance of each other within 5 years. It is a hard goal. It takes sacrifice, discomfort, and effort. It might hurt. But the end result is priceless.
So that is what I will work on this year: coming up with my goal for before I turn 40. Or maybe a few goals. Something to stretch me. Something not as monotonous as just increasing my net worth (though I definitely will still work on that, I don’t think that is a “goal”; that is just something we do. I mean, who works to decrease their net worth?).
So for those who think 37 sounds like a terrible age I can testify it ain’t that bad. Reality is I can probably match, if not beat, most of you younger guys in most physical tests. I could still get the ladies if I had to (thank goodness I do not!). I probably weigh less than you and am taller than you. =) I may even get mistaken for being younger than you. LOL. In that sense getting old isn’t as bad as I thought it would be. At least not yet. I’m grateful for that. Let’s see if I sing the same tune next June 8th.
But that is okay. I look forward to the next year with a sense of anticipation and excitement. As I do approach that fourth decade, I am amazed at how young I feel. It is thrilling to see athletes like Steve Nash, Grant Hill and Brett Favre be older than me and still play/compete at high levels in their sports. Even just this morning in basketball I got frustrated as we had two players on my team under the age of 19 who I could run faster than and play harder than. Years ago I thought 35 would be the limit to my basketball career, but even at age 37 I feel like I can compete and even contribute greatly to my team and still have fun. So from a physical perspective I feel nowhere near the dreaded 4-0.
From a career perspective I feel I am just slightly behind where I would like to be. But this is something I can rectify with some effort. But to this point I have enjoyed a pretty good career with great opportunities like doing an assignment overseas and even as current as last year travel the world and even be able to bring my wife along with me. These were all goals of mine that I was able to achieve. And though I’d love to make a little more money and be at a slightly higher level, those things haven’t meant as much until now (especially considering most likely I’ll still be working for another 30 years! Now that is a thought that is much more difficult to deal with).
From a family perspective I’ve been able to marry a beautiful and wonderful daughter of God. She’s never strayed from me and I’ve never even been tempted to leave her side. She’s provided me with three amazing children who bring happiness and joy to our home. We live fairly close to many family members on both sides of the family which brings more family memories and experiences. I’m a true believer that family is most important, and I am grateful for those that have sacrificed to make the effort to live near us.
On the spiritual side I still have a strong conviction of the gospel of Jesus Christ and believe I have found his true church and believe that living his teachings brings me joy and happiness in life. I do not believe I have been deluded or brainwashed, but truly can see correlations between living Christ’s teachings and joy and fulfillment in my life.
So in the end, it seems I’ve had a great 37 years. As I sat and thought about what more do I want in life, most of the things I could come up with weren’t really for me, but for others. I want to see my boys grow and stay healthy and serve missions and fall in love. I want to serve a mission with my wife. I want my parents to move to Phoenix. And at a lower level I want a job that challenges me and brings me fulfillment (I know this is tough, but I had it for years and I just have to find it again).
37 years from now I’ll be 74. Hopefully – and most likely – I’ll still be quite active. I’ll be retired. My sons will have families. I’ll have grandchildren. Some people don’t think the world will last that long, but I think it will. It isn’t inconceivable that my parents will most likely still be alive. And that is where life seems so odd. So much happens in those first 25 years (that has expanded to around 40 years for most of society now, but historically let’s say 25). We are born, we grow, we go to school, we get married, we have kids, we get jobs… And then we kinda sail and watch the next generations do the same thing. We may try to improve our lives –but most probably just focus on money (read: career) as they figure this will be the most effective way to improve our lives. Granted, raising kids takes time and effort. And it can be very fulfilling. But what else? What do we aspire to do? Most have as their highest priority to retire. And what for? Not much, except to just “stop working”. Some may want to spend more time with family, others may want to travel or golf or just relax. But what big moments do they have to look forward to? We need to create more moments for when we get older. Something beyond “making more money” and “retiring” and “watching NCIS”.
So that is what I want to do for myself. Make goals for each decade. For example, I was thinking for my goal before I turn 40 instead of a goal like “become VP” or make X amount of dollars, to do something that will stretch me. Maybe learn to speak Chinese fluently. Or dunk a basketball. Or run for political office. I think most people just get to a point where their goals become passive: earn more money, save more money, go to Hawaii, etc. I like the idea of making goals that, like in the first stages of our lives, push us and lead us out of our comfort zone. I liked the idea mom came up with a few years ago to have a goal to live within driving distance of each other within 5 years. It is a hard goal. It takes sacrifice, discomfort, and effort. It might hurt. But the end result is priceless.
So that is what I will work on this year: coming up with my goal for before I turn 40. Or maybe a few goals. Something to stretch me. Something not as monotonous as just increasing my net worth (though I definitely will still work on that, I don’t think that is a “goal”; that is just something we do. I mean, who works to decrease their net worth?).
So for those who think 37 sounds like a terrible age I can testify it ain’t that bad. Reality is I can probably match, if not beat, most of you younger guys in most physical tests. I could still get the ladies if I had to (thank goodness I do not!). I probably weigh less than you and am taller than you. =) I may even get mistaken for being younger than you. LOL. In that sense getting old isn’t as bad as I thought it would be. At least not yet. I’m grateful for that. Let’s see if I sing the same tune next June 8th.
Some fav pics of Bret
Robert Browning
"But what if I fail of my purpose here?
It is but to keep the nerves of strain,
To dry one's eyes and laugh at a fall,
and baffled,
Get up and begin again...."
"If you can imagine it, you can achieve it,
if you can dream it, you can become it"
I will try harder to be a peace maker.
It is but to keep the nerves of strain,
To dry one's eyes and laugh at a fall,
and baffled,
Get up and begin again...."
"If you can imagine it, you can achieve it,
if you can dream it, you can become it"
I will try harder to be a peace maker.
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Proof!
Sunday, May 29, 2011
Metropolitan Museum of Art
Dad & I have wanted to go here for years. I will not pretend to know much about art, and I never even had one single art class to study any of the artists, styles, etc, but I did want to see it and enjoy it.
Once dad found out the IBM employees could enter for free, we put it on our 'things to do some Saturday when we had time' list. Yesterday was that day!
We took the train, gladly, knowing how much was going on in the city for Memorial Day weekend.
We planned out our trip, thinking we would take the less walking route for my sake, and use a bus that travels up Madison. We have never used a bus in the city, and decided to try it. We found the bus stop, and waited about 3 minutes, when I looked down the street and noticed barricades set up. Ha ha! There was no traffic moving at all on Madison. We asked a police officer why, and he said it was a Turkish holiday. What the? We didn't understand how a Turkish holiday could close down an entire street, but oh well, on to plan B.
We figured out the subway, and it meant much more walking for me, but it was fun and the perfect weather.
We gave away a granola bar on the way, our new tradition of helping the homeless who come to us asking for money or spare cash. He gladly accepted, whereas some just say cash only.
We had no trouble finding it, or getting in free. We didn't realize we should have gotten a map at the beginning, so it was difficult to figure out what to see and where to go. We just meandered about, and when I got tired, I would find a place to sit and let dad wander off.
Of course you can't see it all in one day, but I had enough sampling to say I was there, saw it, enjoyed it, and some of the art was pretty cool.
We ate in the cafeteria there, and I had warned dad it would be more expensive than eating when we got out, but we did it just to say we did. It ended up being $20 for both, not too over priced.
Funny thing- there was a hot dog cart, sweet cakes cart, and ice cream cart right outside, so I figured we could just eat there and be happy.
We ran into the youth from the Poughkeepsie 2nd ward, who were going in to the museum after a temple trip.
We were exhausted at that point. Dad had gone running for the first time in 2 months right before we left-(yes, I told him that was a crazy idea), so his legs were cramping up, (note- he had not even had one bottle of water all day even after running, only choc milk for lunch). He barely made it to the train. My back was also sore, so we were glad we had not driven, and could relax on the train all the way home.
It was a fun date!
Once dad found out the IBM employees could enter for free, we put it on our 'things to do some Saturday when we had time' list. Yesterday was that day!
We took the train, gladly, knowing how much was going on in the city for Memorial Day weekend.
We figured out the subway, and it meant much more walking for me, but it was fun and the perfect weather.
We gave away a granola bar on the way, our new tradition of helping the homeless who come to us asking for money or spare cash. He gladly accepted, whereas some just say cash only.
We had no trouble finding it, or getting in free. We didn't realize we should have gotten a map at the beginning, so it was difficult to figure out what to see and where to go. We just meandered about, and when I got tired, I would find a place to sit and let dad wander off.
Of course you can't see it all in one day, but I had enough sampling to say I was there, saw it, enjoyed it, and some of the art was pretty cool.
We ate in the cafeteria there, and I had warned dad it would be more expensive than eating when we got out, but we did it just to say we did. It ended up being $20 for both, not too over priced.
Funny thing- there was a hot dog cart, sweet cakes cart, and ice cream cart right outside, so I figured we could just eat there and be happy.
We ran into the youth from the Poughkeepsie 2nd ward, who were going in to the museum after a temple trip.
We were exhausted at that point. Dad had gone running for the first time in 2 months right before we left-(yes, I told him that was a crazy idea), so his legs were cramping up, (note- he had not even had one bottle of water all day even after running, only choc milk for lunch). He barely made it to the train. My back was also sore, so we were glad we had not driven, and could relax on the train all the way home.
It was a fun date!
Saturday, May 21, 2011
All The Pretty Horses
Anyone else seen this? I can't tell if I liked it or not. I bit violent for me. Matt Damon plays a great role as a cowboy. It is deep, and well-written, so I think I want to read the book. Has anyone read it?
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Speed Walks!
He's been ready for weeks now, but it's only been this week he's really put any effort into it. Crawling is still faster, so it's been hard to get a good clip of him walking, but he lovingly obliged me this morning. :)
Monday, May 09, 2011
Wednesday, May 04, 2011
Friday, April 29, 2011
2011 Desert trip
Favs: Jarek, Malik, Bret & I in the cave making up secret words, Hazel & I hiking in the park as she sang along and stopped at every rock, Speed playing cars in the dirt, the Easter egg hunt and Jarek helping me hide the eggs, the campfire discussions, Jimmy being so careful with Kathy and their little one, and of course, being all in once place and seeing everyone.
Jake: you did a great job with the food! Yum!
Webb, I loved seeing you and Millie and the girls again!
We ended up liking the vehicle we rented, an Endeavor.
I was glad to see the top of Gemini Bridges, cause we usually go to the bottom.
Tev & Bret, thank your friends again for the comfortable air mattress.
Jacob, I hope you can take that other one back.
And Jake, you should name your tent.
Jimmy, too bad you didn't get to hike Eye of the Whale. I missed going this year also, but I love it there.
Strange that we saw no bunnies, jackrabbits, or hardly any other animals when it was such a green year.
Maybe they were hiding from Jimmy.
I missed grandpa somehow.
Next year I will slip dad a chill pill. Are they legal yet? Just kidding, I just wish he would slow down and enjoy the view.
I feel guilty about leaving those 'things' in the creek. If questioned, I will talk. Glad Jimmy got out of the quicksand alive.
Personally, I slept well, ate well, my back held out good, and each memory was precious to me.
Love Love Love being with you all!
Monday, April 18, 2011
Army Tent in Front Yard
So, here it is. Not really big enough for 16. I think we can do 10-12 more comfortably. Bret and Tevia will save us and bring their tent.
Saturday, April 16, 2011
temple = JOY!
Yesterday I went to the temple with some sisters in our ward. I did a family name, so as I was in the office getting the paperwork, our new temple President, President Garff, came in. He was glad to see me and asked why I had been released as an ordinance worker. When I told him it was because Don was in the Stake presidency, he said, "well, we want you back". He asked me right there on the spot if I can come during the day, because they need people, and asked if every 1st & 3rd Friday would work. I was so excited!
I said, "don't you have to ask someone, like my bishop or Don?" He just smiled at me and said if I worked it out right, I could work later in the day every other Friday, and Don could come straight from work and go to a session and then we could still have our once a month Friday night temple date. Perfect!
I am happy. I love working in the temple!
I said, "don't you have to ask someone, like my bishop or Don?" He just smiled at me and said if I worked it out right, I could work later in the day every other Friday, and Don could come straight from work and go to a session and then we could still have our once a month Friday night temple date. Perfect!
I am happy. I love working in the temple!
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Ups & Downs
My life is a perfect example of opposition and how life is full of ups and downs.
On one hand, I am loving my new calling as Institute teacher! My learning level is on this huge curve, and the more I learn, the more I learn there is so much more to learn! I can't get enough! My brain is happy that it is being challenged and used more and filled up with such cool, interesting stuff. My testimony is being strengthened, and I feel a new sense of nervousness and excitement each week I teach. I also can feel a new sense of accomplishment.
On the other hand, my heart is heavy and sad as I try to get patchwork pieces of how my dad is doing in Cleveland and hear stories of what he is going through. 10 days of tests, drugs, being poked and prodded, shocked and paddled, not walking so he is getting so weak, worrying, and every breath hurts. I feel so sorry for him, and for Carol, having to watch him go through that. I can hear the stress in Michael's voice when I talk to him. He is never crabby, and he was last night. They are all over-tired and just so stressed out. I wish I could do more. They insist there is no need for me to come down. I am grateful I got to spend that 4 hours with him a few weeks ago.
Each day I try not to think about the jump between, is this his last day, or will he get better? It pulls me in and I find myself crying for no particular reason during the day.
I am allowing it all to be in the Lord's hands. I feel selfish to pray that he doesn't die right before our desert trip so that I can't go on a vacation. The Lord knows what He is doing. I only pray that the doctors are smart and doing the right things, and that the Lord is merciful to dad in any way He can be.
It has put a damper on my getting all excited about next week's trip, as I worry that I won't be able to go.
I hope it all works out. We shall see.
I don't know what I would do without the Gospel and love of the Savior in my life. It is my rock, and tethers me to the eternal scheme of things.
On one hand, I am loving my new calling as Institute teacher! My learning level is on this huge curve, and the more I learn, the more I learn there is so much more to learn! I can't get enough! My brain is happy that it is being challenged and used more and filled up with such cool, interesting stuff. My testimony is being strengthened, and I feel a new sense of nervousness and excitement each week I teach. I also can feel a new sense of accomplishment.
On the other hand, my heart is heavy and sad as I try to get patchwork pieces of how my dad is doing in Cleveland and hear stories of what he is going through. 10 days of tests, drugs, being poked and prodded, shocked and paddled, not walking so he is getting so weak, worrying, and every breath hurts. I feel so sorry for him, and for Carol, having to watch him go through that. I can hear the stress in Michael's voice when I talk to him. He is never crabby, and he was last night. They are all over-tired and just so stressed out. I wish I could do more. They insist there is no need for me to come down. I am grateful I got to spend that 4 hours with him a few weeks ago.
Each day I try not to think about the jump between, is this his last day, or will he get better? It pulls me in and I find myself crying for no particular reason during the day.
I am allowing it all to be in the Lord's hands. I feel selfish to pray that he doesn't die right before our desert trip so that I can't go on a vacation. The Lord knows what He is doing. I only pray that the doctors are smart and doing the right things, and that the Lord is merciful to dad in any way He can be.
It has put a damper on my getting all excited about next week's trip, as I worry that I won't be able to go.
I hope it all works out. We shall see.
I don't know what I would do without the Gospel and love of the Savior in my life. It is my rock, and tethers me to the eternal scheme of things.
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Thursday, April 07, 2011
1988 Desert trip
Carolyn Knutti and Jacob Wall the Story
We were talking about Tom and his current fun and thinking about our own. So we decided to release from the vault one of our best memory slideshows made by Cari during our engagment. It is very silly and low quality since it was old, and probably only interesting to us. A few of you I think have already seen it years ago. However, if you want a laugh feel free to watch it.
Tom, I wish you good luck in your hunt for a girl that will help you make memories as special as we had.
The video starts with pics from freshman year and moves through the mission life and then Cari's during the mission. The video ends with some pictures from my proposal. After there is 2 minutes of black with nothing.
Tom, I wish you good luck in your hunt for a girl that will help you make memories as special as we had.
The video starts with pics from freshman year and moves through the mission life and then Cari's during the mission. The video ends with some pictures from my proposal. After there is 2 minutes of black with nothing.
Speed Short #2
This is a tribute to Speed's annihilation of daily fruit. This timelapse shows him consuming an entire pear(movie cuts out about 2 minutes early from a low battery) in about 15 minutes. His record is somewhere near 7 minutes.
Edit: Fixed a swear word in Britney's song... oops!
Edit: Fixed a swear word in Britney's song... oops!
Wednesday, April 06, 2011
Question of the Week
Let's start some questions each week. I am looking for fun and witty answers. First question:
Is Phoenix really the most miserable city in America?
Bret's comments:
Well, if misery comes from housing prices, gas prices and unemployment, then the least miserable place must be... the Middle East? Yeah, things are going quite well over there, I guess that makes sense. Any article that says it is better to live in Cleveland than in Phoenix is hard to trust. I mean, have you been to Cleveland? Or Boston?
Is Phoenix really the most miserable city in America?
Bret's comments:
Well, if misery comes from housing prices, gas prices and unemployment, then the least miserable place must be... the Middle East? Yeah, things are going quite well over there, I guess that makes sense. Any article that says it is better to live in Cleveland than in Phoenix is hard to trust. I mean, have you been to Cleveland? Or Boston?
Tuesday, April 05, 2011
It had to happen sometime...
Hazel got lost. Only for about five minutes but it was rather worrisome for me.
We were shopping tonight at Cabela's for various items for the desert trip. We were finally done (the store had officially closed about 10 minutes before - we were getting a LOT of stuff so they were REALLY nice) and letting the kids look at the big fish tanks. Jacob started toward the register with the cart and I stopped to show Kathy a hat I had been looking at. When we started to follow Jacob a minute later, Kathy asked if I had seen Hazel follow Jacob. I hadn't, so I called ahead to see if Jacob had her. He said no, I went back by the fish tanks - no Hazel.
Kathy and I started check the nearby aisles because we'd only had our eyes off her for a minute and still no Hazel. At this point, we'd attracted the attention of several employees who got on their headsets and radioed around to see if anyone had seen a little blonde girl in a pink shirt.
It was at this point that I had my 5 - 10 seconds of heart-stopping, crazy woman-brain worry. I am VERY glad it wasn't any longer than 5 - 10 seconds. One of the employees said she'd been spotted by the sleeping bags, so I headed back there. Still no Hazel. Then I ran into the very helpful employee who works in that area who said he was the one who found her and he'd taken her up to the front. He walked me up there and said that he'd recognized her from when we were in his section looking at the sleeping bags and figured she'd wandered off (as she had many times tonight - we'd just usually realized it before she got far) and so he'd taken her up to the front.
And there she was, just chilling at customer service with the lady who helped us pick out some new binoculars (yes they are cool but that's not what this post is about). She hadn't even cried apparently, the silly girl. So we hugged and I had them page the rest of the family members who were looking so we could regroup to go buy our stuff and go home. We sat down to wait and Hazel asked to get off my lap and the first thing she does is try to run off again, the little stinker!!
Anyway, all's well that ends well and we purchased our overflowing cart of items and headed home. It was a very successful trip if successful means spending lots of money and lots of it on stuff that wasn't on the list. But we love camping and we are VERY excited for the desert trip!
We were shopping tonight at Cabela's for various items for the desert trip. We were finally done (the store had officially closed about 10 minutes before - we were getting a LOT of stuff so they were REALLY nice) and letting the kids look at the big fish tanks. Jacob started toward the register with the cart and I stopped to show Kathy a hat I had been looking at. When we started to follow Jacob a minute later, Kathy asked if I had seen Hazel follow Jacob. I hadn't, so I called ahead to see if Jacob had her. He said no, I went back by the fish tanks - no Hazel.
Kathy and I started check the nearby aisles because we'd only had our eyes off her for a minute and still no Hazel. At this point, we'd attracted the attention of several employees who got on their headsets and radioed around to see if anyone had seen a little blonde girl in a pink shirt.
It was at this point that I had my 5 - 10 seconds of heart-stopping, crazy woman-brain worry. I am VERY glad it wasn't any longer than 5 - 10 seconds. One of the employees said she'd been spotted by the sleeping bags, so I headed back there. Still no Hazel. Then I ran into the very helpful employee who works in that area who said he was the one who found her and he'd taken her up to the front. He walked me up there and said that he'd recognized her from when we were in his section looking at the sleeping bags and figured she'd wandered off (as she had many times tonight - we'd just usually realized it before she got far) and so he'd taken her up to the front.
And there she was, just chilling at customer service with the lady who helped us pick out some new binoculars (yes they are cool but that's not what this post is about). She hadn't even cried apparently, the silly girl. So we hugged and I had them page the rest of the family members who were looking so we could regroup to go buy our stuff and go home. We sat down to wait and Hazel asked to get off my lap and the first thing she does is try to run off again, the little stinker!!
Anyway, all's well that ends well and we purchased our overflowing cart of items and headed home. It was a very successful trip if successful means spending lots of money and lots of it on stuff that wasn't on the list. But we love camping and we are VERY excited for the desert trip!
Sunday, April 03, 2011
Happy
Today as we were watching conference, I kept looking around and just feeling so happy. Life really can't get much better than this. It really makes me ask myself, why am I so blessed? I am sitting in a beautiful home, with my two brothers and their families, I'm next to my best friend/best husband in the world, and we have a little baby girl on the way. Everyone is smiling, the weather is incredible, and the spirit is so strong listening to the prophet. My life is amazing. Sure money isn't flowing in by the truck loads and we have some important questions unanswered about our future but I can't find myself needing to ask for anything more. Especially, after this conference where I feel there were several talks specifically on helping the poor and the needy. I am in a position to give and it makes me feel so lucky. I am like I said, so blessed. I know that marrying Jimmy was the right thing, I know that moving to Arizona was the right thing, and I know that starting our family is the right thing. I am so thankful for my life and my family. You guys are the best and I love you.
Friday, April 01, 2011
Dad' big surprise
We're off to the Bahamas! Dad surprised me with tickets to someplace warm and sunny for the weekend!
Awesome!
Awesome!
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Celery and the Jedi
Sometimes I wish I carried around a video camera and/or a voice recorder whenever I'm around Ellery and Aayla. El's has been saying more and more funny things lately, especially her nightly prayers - they're much less repetitious and much more... well... heartfelt I'm sure, at least in her eyes - but she does pray for some funny things. The other night for FHE she prayed that we could go get ice cream afterward. A's is getting so big - I guess that's a normal part of life. But it's nice to see her learning and growing. The past few days she's REALLY seemed to start using more of her sign language and even seems to try to verbally communicate more too... although, everything still just comes out as a series of babbles, at which she just laughs.
I wanted to just post a couple recent picts of each of the girls. It's difficult to get a picture of Ellery with her clothes on so here's one of her showing off her leprechaun socks grandma and grandpa Roper gave her.
As you all know, Aayla LOVES to eat, so I had to throw an eating pict in.
Today we all had a picnic in our neighbor's yard (it's okay, we know them)... we don't get grass for another four weeks. That can seem like a long ways off, but when there's still SO much to get done before it gets here, I'm almost wishing I had a couple extra weeks!
Aayla is a pretty smiley baby.
I wanted to just post a couple recent picts of each of the girls. It's difficult to get a picture of Ellery with her clothes on so here's one of her showing off her leprechaun socks grandma and grandpa Roper gave her.
As you all know, Aayla LOVES to eat, so I had to throw an eating pict in.
Today we all had a picnic in our neighbor's yard (it's okay, we know them)... we don't get grass for another four weeks. That can seem like a long ways off, but when there's still SO much to get done before it gets here, I'm almost wishing I had a couple extra weeks!
Aayla is a pretty smiley baby.
Lent and my own little experiment
I always give something up for lent with my neighbor, Kathy L. We choose a real sacrifice, and I do it for a number of reasons: to support her, to teach myself discipline, to sacrifice- knowing what Christ went through, I can at least sacrifice- I know, a very Catholic idea), and to feel a sense of accomplishment when I have finished.
I gave up all soda. Some of you know how much I love love love diet lime coke. I know how bad the aspartame is for me. I know how bad soda is. I know caffeine is not good for me either. But I love it when I am out shopping or on a fun cleaning day, or traveling. I don't think I was addicted to the caffeine, because I generally only had one or 2 a week. I didn't feel any tiredness or headaches or withdrawal since I stopped. It has been 3 weeks.
I have always been told it only takes 2 weeks to break a habit.
I am not so sure of that. The whole trip to Cleveland; on the plane, out to lunches, at my mom's, everyone was drinking coke or diet coke, (or soda), and I was craving it so much, but I didn't cave.
I had to stop in CVS yesterday, and the diet lime coke was calling my name, and I didn't cave. (In NY, they only sell that flavor at 2 places)
I am not sure why I still crave it so much. Is it by association? ( when I shop I just want one), or from the chemical addiction? Or cause I am always thirsty and just get plain tired of water?
I have been told it makes weight loss harder because one of the ingredients slows down metabolism I have not noticed any change in weight loss ability.
Bill Hettinger says it is poison and is what makes it so I have those mental brain lapses, but I still have those.
I am wondering if after lent is over, (3 more weeks), I will still crave it this much.
I gave up all soda. Some of you know how much I love love love diet lime coke. I know how bad the aspartame is for me. I know how bad soda is. I know caffeine is not good for me either. But I love it when I am out shopping or on a fun cleaning day, or traveling. I don't think I was addicted to the caffeine, because I generally only had one or 2 a week. I didn't feel any tiredness or headaches or withdrawal since I stopped. It has been 3 weeks.
I have always been told it only takes 2 weeks to break a habit.
I am not so sure of that. The whole trip to Cleveland; on the plane, out to lunches, at my mom's, everyone was drinking coke or diet coke, (or soda), and I was craving it so much, but I didn't cave.
I had to stop in CVS yesterday, and the diet lime coke was calling my name, and I didn't cave. (In NY, they only sell that flavor at 2 places)
I am not sure why I still crave it so much. Is it by association? ( when I shop I just want one), or from the chemical addiction? Or cause I am always thirsty and just get plain tired of water?
I have been told it makes weight loss harder because one of the ingredients slows down metabolism I have not noticed any change in weight loss ability.
Bill Hettinger says it is poison and is what makes it so I have those mental brain lapses, but I still have those.
I am wondering if after lent is over, (3 more weeks), I will still crave it this much.
Monday, March 28, 2011
Random Items
So I really need to do a full update post with all that's been going on here - the backyard is pretty much done, the now salt water fish tank, Jacob working from home, and a full rundown on what everyone's doing with pictures. But this is not that post because I just don't have the time yet. Sorry. Instead, here's some of the fun things the kids are doing to tide you over until I've got more time.
Speed:
- has discovered that not only can you open cabinets and drawers, but there's stuff inside that can come out! I am SO glad now that I organized this kitchen to have all plastic stuff in the bottom cabinets.
- has started standing on his own and "cruising", which is the current buzz word for walking along something, like a couch, while holding onto it. It's kinda the last step before walking, so watch out world.
- has 4 1/2 teeth! Two on top and 2 1/2 on the bottom. He's got that good old Knutti gap between the top two, but so did Hazel and her's have grown together quite nicely.
- has expanded his vocabulary to "dada", "baba", "lala" (only heard this one a couple of times though), "gaga", and my personal favorite, "mama".
- thinks computers and cell phones are THE COOLEST things. We have to really watch him with cords - according to him, pulling the key board, mouse, headphones, speakers, etc. onto the floor is a super fun game.
- likes to eat dog good. Gross I know. But we've decided we'd rather he learned to leave it alone than try to move it out of his reach, but still within Daisy's reach.
Hazel:
- has rediscovered her love for the pool, even though the water is 68 degrees, the crazy child.
- has deciding using the potty first thing in the morning is a good way to avoid problems in the first hour of the day (HOORAY!).
- tells Speed that she loves him - one of my personal favorites.
- tells Speed that she likes him, especially when he is sad, "Don't cry, baby brother. I LIKE you."
- still plays with "Fairfwen" (her imaginary friend who lives in her fingers - I think primarily in her right hand). No, she hasn't seen Muppet Treasure Island.
- reminds me that "Eek go to Jesus now" (Eek the hamster died a week or two ago - she misses him I think).
- sings all the time. She's gotten pretty good at Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star, Mary Had a Little Lamb (well, the first verse), Itsy Bitsy Spider, and I think I heard Row, Row Your Boat the other day. She also sings an interesting medley of 3 Monkeys Jumping on the Bed, the one about the monkeys teasing Mr. Crocodile, and 5 Little Ducks went out to play.
Speed:
- has discovered that not only can you open cabinets and drawers, but there's stuff inside that can come out! I am SO glad now that I organized this kitchen to have all plastic stuff in the bottom cabinets.
- has started standing on his own and "cruising", which is the current buzz word for walking along something, like a couch, while holding onto it. It's kinda the last step before walking, so watch out world.
- has 4 1/2 teeth! Two on top and 2 1/2 on the bottom. He's got that good old Knutti gap between the top two, but so did Hazel and her's have grown together quite nicely.
- has expanded his vocabulary to "dada", "baba", "lala" (only heard this one a couple of times though), "gaga", and my personal favorite, "mama".
- thinks computers and cell phones are THE COOLEST things. We have to really watch him with cords - according to him, pulling the key board, mouse, headphones, speakers, etc. onto the floor is a super fun game.
- likes to eat dog good. Gross I know. But we've decided we'd rather he learned to leave it alone than try to move it out of his reach, but still within Daisy's reach.
Hazel:
- has rediscovered her love for the pool, even though the water is 68 degrees, the crazy child.
- has deciding using the potty first thing in the morning is a good way to avoid problems in the first hour of the day (HOORAY!).
- tells Speed that she loves him - one of my personal favorites.
- tells Speed that she likes him, especially when he is sad, "Don't cry, baby brother. I LIKE you."
- still plays with "Fairfwen" (her imaginary friend who lives in her fingers - I think primarily in her right hand). No, she hasn't seen Muppet Treasure Island.
- reminds me that "Eek go to Jesus now" (Eek the hamster died a week or two ago - she misses him I think).
- sings all the time. She's gotten pretty good at Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star, Mary Had a Little Lamb (well, the first verse), Itsy Bitsy Spider, and I think I heard Row, Row Your Boat the other day. She also sings an interesting medley of 3 Monkeys Jumping on the Bed, the one about the monkeys teasing Mr. Crocodile, and 5 Little Ducks went out to play.
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
FHE
I would love to be a part of the FHE schedule. I know it would be hard to do every week, so I was talking to my sister this morning. Their family does a Skype FHE once a month with Sarah's kids, and once a month with Rachel's.
Sometimes the kids do it, sometimes the grandparents.
Would it be possible to make up a schedule and do like the first Monday night of every month all together? Then we can take turns having a child do one, then dad or me, then a child, then dad or me, etc. (Until we move there, hee hee) You other adults can take your turns the other Monday nights. (Although I would love to just be on computer and or skype and be able to just listen to those also)
Let me know what you think.
Sometimes the kids do it, sometimes the grandparents.
Would it be possible to make up a schedule and do like the first Monday night of every month all together? Then we can take turns having a child do one, then dad or me, then a child, then dad or me, etc. (Until we move there, hee hee) You other adults can take your turns the other Monday nights. (Although I would love to just be on computer and or skype and be able to just listen to those also)
Let me know what you think.
The blessings of safety
There have been incredible stories from the people of Japan and their ordeal. As of date, there are about 125,000 church members there, and all are accounted for except for 3 ward buildings. ALL the missionaries are safe.
Amazing!
Amazing!
Tuesday, March 08, 2011
Brandon Davies is a Hero
A lot has been said about Brandon Davies and the BYU honor code this week in the media. To many the fact that Brandon was dismissed from the basketball team due to an honor code violation was seen as ridiculous, stern, and/or archaic. On that subject I'll just say, having gone to BYU, that all of us know the rules when we attend and I am proud of BYU for sticking to its guns and doing what they did instead of the obvious temptation to delay this another month as they were experiencing the greatest attention from the world and possibility for a national championship since most likely 1984. Though I have never been ashamed of going to BYU - I loved my time there - I certainly am even more proud this week to have attended such a great institution.
But this post is about Brandon. I've always like Brandon Davies. He has a great story and really came on strong this year as a key piece to the BYU team. But now I respect him and will use his story for my children and other young men for years to come. Why? Because he made a choice few would have made in his position. At the brink of fame and glory Mr. Davies listened to the still small voice and made the difficult, yet correct decision. He knew it would possibly cost him the chance to play deep in the NCAA tournament. He knew it would let his team down. He knew - though probably not how extensive - that his name would be the subject of national headlines. He knew his girlfriend would be the center of unwanted attention and ridicule. He could easily have checked his guilt and waited just 4 weeks and avoided 90 percent of these consequences. Sure, it would have made news, but not like it did over the past week.
Instead he made the right choice; the DIFFICULT choice. He confessed his error and willingly took the consequences. He suffered shame, embarrassment and humiliation at a level few people will ever experience. He has lost his chance to play with perhaps the greatest basketball team BYU has had (though I bet he will be back next year). But he has made peace with God and the woman I assume he loves.
And the other great lesson from this? He was embraced in loving arms by his team, his coach, and his university. I add my arms to his embrace and wish him all the best. This whole issue should be an example to all of us. We can have the courage to make the hard decisions. And when someone does, we must react with love and support. Go Brandon!
But this post is about Brandon. I've always like Brandon Davies. He has a great story and really came on strong this year as a key piece to the BYU team. But now I respect him and will use his story for my children and other young men for years to come. Why? Because he made a choice few would have made in his position. At the brink of fame and glory Mr. Davies listened to the still small voice and made the difficult, yet correct decision. He knew it would possibly cost him the chance to play deep in the NCAA tournament. He knew it would let his team down. He knew - though probably not how extensive - that his name would be the subject of national headlines. He knew his girlfriend would be the center of unwanted attention and ridicule. He could easily have checked his guilt and waited just 4 weeks and avoided 90 percent of these consequences. Sure, it would have made news, but not like it did over the past week.
Instead he made the right choice; the DIFFICULT choice. He confessed his error and willingly took the consequences. He suffered shame, embarrassment and humiliation at a level few people will ever experience. He has lost his chance to play with perhaps the greatest basketball team BYU has had (though I bet he will be back next year). But he has made peace with God and the woman I assume he loves.
And the other great lesson from this? He was embraced in loving arms by his team, his coach, and his university. I add my arms to his embrace and wish him all the best. This whole issue should be an example to all of us. We can have the courage to make the hard decisions. And when someone does, we must react with love and support. Go Brandon!
Saturday, March 05, 2011
5 Things I love this week
- I love to hear the birds singing at 6am, and knowing that is a sign of spring coming
- I love when dad gets to go to these high-end training meetings in NYC, he comes home much more spiritual and is renewed and I can feel his faith and testimony
- I love Friday night date nights!
- I love spring cleaning! Starting today!
- I love my new calling! I am learning so much!
pass it on....what do you love today?
Friday, March 04, 2011
food for thought
So, tell me, what good will our old coin collections be in a few years? Who will really care if it is a special nickel? Maybe I should sell them now and divide up the spoils.
(You can tell I have been reading a lot about the signs of the times and cool stuff in Doctrines of Salvation.)
(You can tell I have been reading a lot about the signs of the times and cool stuff in Doctrines of Salvation.)
Thursday, March 03, 2011
Speed Shorts Episode 1
I have realized I have a lot more pictures and video of Hazel than Speed. I have dedicated a new collection of short movies and or slide shows to him to remind me to take more pictures and video.
Thursday, February 24, 2011
"My FOUP is in rocket mode"
Yep. Direct quote from dad this week. So funny. FOUP is an acronym they use at IBM, and rocket mode means top priority, right now, emergency issue.
So he is solving some big problem all week.
I laugh every time I hear him say his FOUP is in rocket mode. :)
from dad:
FOUP it is an acronym for Front Opening Unified Pod
It is a Pod that carries around all the wafers in the Fab in the automated system.
So he is solving some big problem all week.
I laugh every time I hear him say his FOUP is in rocket mode. :)
from dad:
FOUP it is an acronym for Front Opening Unified Pod
It is a Pod that carries around all the wafers in the Fab in the automated system.
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Mistborn
I finished the third/last book in this series. It has been years since books have affected me like this. The Hunger Games were good, but the two follow up books couldn't keep the momentum (though I enjoyed them!). After reading these books I'd honestly have to say that they belong in a group of books at a much higher level. Like Dune and Lord of the Rings, they create a new world with religion, culture, and a visible world. They made me think more. They made my faith grow. They helped me understand love better. Maybe this is because of the time in my life I read the books they had such an impact on me. Whatever it is, I love these books. Here are a couple of reasons why:
1 - The books are deeply religious without being preachy. In fact, most readers probably wouldn't even pick up the deeply religious and even dogmatic undertones. Good versus evil; opposites necessary for life. A god who gives his life for his people. A truly deep reflection on what faith is and why it is essential for religion. I can't help but think that only a Mormon could have written such deep insights.
2 - A completely unique world and "magical" powers. Enough vampires, elves, and magic. If there is anything else out there with even a similar concept, I have not read it.
3 - Complex relationships and continual new plots to enjoy. I couldn't figure out what was going to happen, nor did I even want to. It just comes.
Though not without some slow parts (mostly in book 2) this series kept me reading late into the nights, made me cry several times, and was shockingly violent at times (e.g. for adult readers, not my 11 year-old). I couldn't help thinking about my dad as I read it as metals play a huge part in this universe. And he is a metallurgist (thankfully not a hemalurgist!).
1 - The books are deeply religious without being preachy. In fact, most readers probably wouldn't even pick up the deeply religious and even dogmatic undertones. Good versus evil; opposites necessary for life. A god who gives his life for his people. A truly deep reflection on what faith is and why it is essential for religion. I can't help but think that only a Mormon could have written such deep insights.
2 - A completely unique world and "magical" powers. Enough vampires, elves, and magic. If there is anything else out there with even a similar concept, I have not read it.
3 - Complex relationships and continual new plots to enjoy. I couldn't figure out what was going to happen, nor did I even want to. It just comes.
Though not without some slow parts (mostly in book 2) this series kept me reading late into the nights, made me cry several times, and was shockingly violent at times (e.g. for adult readers, not my 11 year-old). I couldn't help thinking about my dad as I read it as metals play a huge part in this universe. And he is a metallurgist (thankfully not a hemalurgist!).
Saturday, February 19, 2011
New Roof
Yesterday I left from home to go to work and saw my house with its roof. When I came back 8 hours later there was a brand new roof on the house. There were no workers, no trash, nothing left for me to do. My old solar panels and swamp cooler were gone. Nobody fell through the roof or was electrocuted. It looks great. Who knew? I thought a roof took like 2 months and included mandatory electrocutions and near-death falls. =)
Calling good deed doers
If anyone feels so inclined, Aunt Doris is starting chemo this week and is a bit down and lonely.
If you would like to send a perky sunny card to make her day, that would be lovely. Cari, I know you don't even really know her, but Jacob does! She is my only aunt, my mother's best friend and sister, and lost her husband last year.
Doris Cianciola
Apt 600
3100 Devonshire Rd
Cleveland, OH 44109
I am sure she would love a cute picture of the kids tucked inside.
thanks!
If you would like to send a perky sunny card to make her day, that would be lovely. Cari, I know you don't even really know her, but Jacob does! She is my only aunt, my mother's best friend and sister, and lost her husband last year.
Doris Cianciola
Apt 600
3100 Devonshire Rd
Cleveland, OH 44109
I am sure she would love a cute picture of the kids tucked inside.
thanks!
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Jessica Pylick married!
Jesse went downtown Cleveland yesterday to get married on Valentine's day in a big group media thing they do there. I heard she was on the local news.
She married the guy I met last time I was there, I believe I sent you all a picture of us. His name is Daniel Pieffer. He goes by Dan.
She now goes by Jessica Pieffer Samalot. Samalot was her mother's maiden name.
Michael went down to attend, as did Mary Pylick. Frank had to work.
She word a purple dress, and Mackayla wore a cute little matching purple dress.
If you have facebook, some of the pics, (only a few) were on the news feed yesterday. I can send them to anyone who wants them. (Maybe)
If anyone wants to send her a card of congrats, let me know and I will send you her address.
He seems like a nice guy. I hope all goes well for her.
She married the guy I met last time I was there, I believe I sent you all a picture of us. His name is Daniel Pieffer. He goes by Dan.
She now goes by Jessica Pieffer Samalot. Samalot was her mother's maiden name.
Michael went down to attend, as did Mary Pylick. Frank had to work.
She word a purple dress, and Mackayla wore a cute little matching purple dress.
If you have facebook, some of the pics, (only a few) were on the news feed yesterday. I can send them to anyone who wants them. (Maybe)
If anyone wants to send her a card of congrats, let me know and I will send you her address.
He seems like a nice guy. I hope all goes well for her.
Sunday, February 13, 2011
so much I don't know!
With this new calling to teach Institute, I have had to step up my reading and scripture study. Just for the lesson this coming week, I have already read sections 43 & 45 of the D & C, the student manual, and now have all kinds of references to look up, an entire Sec H enrichment section that is 7 pages long, 6 recommended talks, and more. I find things I didn't know all the time now! Even in the temple the other night, I thought of 2 things that I had never even noticed or questioned before.
I am in awe of the intelligence and knowledge that is out there.
Many of you served missions, or attended seminary or BYU classes, so you probably know a lot of these things, but I have to say, it amazes me to see what there is to learn out there!
I am happy for this new opportunity to learn and grow. Even my vocab is improving after reading more doctrinal stuff than my usual fiction.
You all know how much I love to learn, so I am on a new learning curve and very happy for this push.
I call and invite you all to read more, study more, and learn more. It truly is a marvelous work and a wonder!
I am in awe of the intelligence and knowledge that is out there.
Many of you served missions, or attended seminary or BYU classes, so you probably know a lot of these things, but I have to say, it amazes me to see what there is to learn out there!
I am happy for this new opportunity to learn and grow. Even my vocab is improving after reading more doctrinal stuff than my usual fiction.
You all know how much I love to learn, so I am on a new learning curve and very happy for this push.
I call and invite you all to read more, study more, and learn more. It truly is a marvelous work and a wonder!
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Poem by Bret, 10/06/84
Guess What?
Guess what I got in my pocket?
Not a spaceship, not a rocket-
A one-way ticket to the moon,
I'm going to send my brother soon.
This was written on the first page of one of his school composition notebooks. I don't know if he copied it from a book or if he is the original author. He was 10. I would think Jarek would appreciate this poem.
Guess what I got in my pocket?
Not a spaceship, not a rocket-
A one-way ticket to the moon,
I'm going to send my brother soon.
This was written on the first page of one of his school composition notebooks. I don't know if he copied it from a book or if he is the original author. He was 10. I would think Jarek would appreciate this poem.
Wednesday, February 02, 2011
Cool weather phenomen
After all the snow yesterday, about 3 am, it started dropping ice crystals, which were heavier than the snow. We heard them hitting the window all the rest of the night.
They are still coming down.
It was interesting to see how these crystals formed the snow into all kinds of cool formations; canyons, arches, etc. Dad said it looked like the Utah Arches. We even got our own little arch, if you can see it in the pic.
The first picture is how much snow we had before this storm. Then the little arches and edges and point formations, then how it mad the snow on our table outside form, after knocking down all the lighter outer snow.
Hope you enjoy! Yes, I have a lot of time on my hands.. Everything is closed today and tonight. No Institute again. And poor dad left his computer cord at work. (I know, I know, he should have 2)
Oh oh, the first picture didn't work. I hope you can see the cool formations!
They are still coming down.
It was interesting to see how these crystals formed the snow into all kinds of cool formations; canyons, arches, etc. Dad said it looked like the Utah Arches. We even got our own little arch, if you can see it in the pic.
The first picture is how much snow we had before this storm. Then the little arches and edges and point formations, then how it mad the snow on our table outside form, after knocking down all the lighter outer snow. |
| arches |
Oh oh, the first picture didn't work. I hope you can see the cool formations!
Friday, January 28, 2011
calorie counting stinks
Okay, so dad I have been counting numbers for 2 full weeks: dad carbs and I, calories.
Dad's sugar levels were up & down throughout the holidays, so he has been much more careful and it really keeps his levels even.
I have stayed under 1,500 calories, no cheating, I promise, for 2 full weeks, and lost 1/2 lb.
And I am exercising.
What the pie am I doing wrong?
How many calories should an old lady like me have per day? Is 1,500 still too much?
I haven't even had any chocolate at all, or not a single cookie. I only weigh myself on Fridays, so I don't get discouraged.
Tadah! Today is Friday, and I am discouraged and ever so tempted to just go buy some m&ms.
Dad says I look thinner, but?
Any suggestions out there?
Why do all these new diets on all the popular TV shows say, "lose 5 lbs in a week"?
That must be when you are young and under 50.
I told dad I would do it for one month, as it is hard to count everything, especially when you cook from scratch like we do. We add it all together and actually use measuring cups to see how much we are eating.
Dad is doing great! And he weighs less than me, so sad.
Dad's sugar levels were up & down throughout the holidays, so he has been much more careful and it really keeps his levels even.
I have stayed under 1,500 calories, no cheating, I promise, for 2 full weeks, and lost 1/2 lb.
And I am exercising.
What the pie am I doing wrong?
How many calories should an old lady like me have per day? Is 1,500 still too much?
I haven't even had any chocolate at all, or not a single cookie. I only weigh myself on Fridays, so I don't get discouraged.
Tadah! Today is Friday, and I am discouraged and ever so tempted to just go buy some m&ms.
Dad says I look thinner, but?
Any suggestions out there?
Why do all these new diets on all the popular TV shows say, "lose 5 lbs in a week"?
That must be when you are young and under 50.
I told dad I would do it for one month, as it is hard to count everything, especially when you cook from scratch like we do. We add it all together and actually use measuring cups to see how much we are eating.
Dad is doing great! And he weighs less than me, so sad.
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Pathfinder
I can't even think of the last time that I book I read inspired me this much! I am not saying the book was one of those, entertaining- I can't put it down kinds.
It made me want to be a better person, to discipline myself more, to learn more, to gain more skills and develop more talents. It encouraged me to keep studying scriptures and gaining knowledge.
It was hard to follow in some cases, (maybe not for some of you, but for me), so I may actually read it again.
I love the was the author throws in deep Mormon doctrine here and there.
I love books about time travel, as I know it is a real concept and just another dimension.
Great read!
It made me want to be a better person, to discipline myself more, to learn more, to gain more skills and develop more talents. It encouraged me to keep studying scriptures and gaining knowledge.
It was hard to follow in some cases, (maybe not for some of you, but for me), so I may actually read it again.
I love the was the author throws in deep Mormon doctrine here and there.
I love books about time travel, as I know it is a real concept and just another dimension.
Great read!
Monday, January 24, 2011
Favorites 2011
Yeah, I don't know if these count as 2010 favorites late or what. But here are the results of last night's FHE festivities:
Speed passed due to his non-ability to say anything besides "dada", "baba", and "mama" (which he only says when he's really upset).
Risa also played but I never got her paper and I didn't want to try to just remember them because I'd probably get them wrong and say her favorite fictional character was Bella Swan. And then she'd have to throw a pencil at my head. :-D
| Bret | Tevia | |
| Color | Red | Green |
| Animal | Otter | Horse |
| Actor/Actress | Angelina Jolie | Chris Evans |
| Food | Chicken Tikka Masala | Mexican Food |
| Fictional Character | Boba Fett | NOT ANSWERED |
| Item of Clothing | Basketball shorts | Workout Clothes |
| Weapon | Lightsaber | Mace |
| Instrument | Drum | Piano |
| Candy Bar | Kit Kat | Reeses PB Cup |
| Media Type | Books | Books |
| Jarek | Malik | |
| Color | Red | Ceurlean |
| Animal | Cheetah | Lion |
| Actor/Actress | Jack Black | NOT ANSWERED |
| Food | Homemade Cruchy Tacos | Bacon & Sausage |
| Fictional Character | Tom Dennis Fitzgerald | Oshawat |
| Item of Clothing | Turtlenecks | Socks |
| Weapon | Laser Scythe Three Blaster Extension | M.O.A.B. (Mother of All Bombs) |
| Instrument | Crash Cymbals | Electricity |
| Candy Bar | Nestle Crunch | Hershey Bar |
| Media Type | Books | Nintendo |
| Enok | Hazel | |
| Color | Green | Purple |
| Animal | Sheep | Horsie |
| Actor/Actress | NOT ANSWERED | Tom Kenny (voice of Spongebob) |
| Food | Noodles | Fruit Snacks |
| Fictional Character | Mario | Dora |
| Item of Clothing | Shirt & Pants | Happy Birthday Shirt |
| Weapon | Gun | Eek |
| Instrument | NOT ANSWERED | Drums |
| Candy Bar | Chocolate Bar | Milky Way |
| Media Type | NOT ANSWERED | TV |
| Jacob | Cari | |
| Color | Orange | Green |
| Animal | Water Monitor | Tarsier |
| Actor/Actress | Steve Zahn | Chris Pine |
| Food | Pastrami | Alfredo |
| Fictional Character | Boba Fett "Purple Rage" | Meliara (from Crown Duel) |
| Item of Clothing | Cleats | Cashmere Robe |
| Weapon | Cerebral Bore | Disk (from Tron) |
| Instrument | Piano | Oboe |
| Candy Bar | Charleston Chew | Toffee Bar |
| Media Type | Video Games | Books |
| Jimmy | Kathy | |
| Color | Blue | Blue |
| Animal | Orca | Dolphin |
| Actor/Actress | Denzel Washington | Will Smith |
| Food | Pizza | Pizza |
| Fictional Character | Maverick (from Top Gun) | Hermione or Yoshi |
| Item of Clothing | PJ Pants | Hoodie & Jeans |
| Weapon | Javelin (the missile launcher) | RCP 90 |
| Instrument | Piano | Piano |
| Candy Bar | Cookies & Cream Bar | Almond Joy |
| Media Type | Movies | Books |
Speed passed due to his non-ability to say anything besides "dada", "baba", and "mama" (which he only says when he's really upset).
Risa also played but I never got her paper and I didn't want to try to just remember them because I'd probably get them wrong and say her favorite fictional character was Bella Swan. And then she'd have to throw a pencil at my head. :-D
Sunday, January 16, 2011
agog with the blog
I was forgetting some things about our last desert trips. Blog at the rescue! Easy to find the 2007, 2008, and 2009 accounts. Fun to read. I highly suggest reading them. Bret used the word saudade to describe the 2007 one. Cool! Malik, do you remember Luke and how you became good friends? Cari, the picture of Hazel peaking out of the tent is adorable. And who can forget Jacob trying to roast a pineapple, and Millie roasting some candy. And Andy's fall, and the rescue. The pictures, the dirt, the wind, the memories!
Looking forward to it!
Looking forward to it!
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Tom
We woke up this morning with this written in the snow. Ha ha, yes, I miss Tommy so much, but I didn't do it!
It just so happens the neighbors little boy is Tom.
It just so happens the neighbors little boy is Tom.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Good old Orson Scott Card
The last 3 books I read, I just could not get into them. I didn't finish 2, and forced myself to finish the Sisters Grimm, which I was given for Christmas. It sounded like it would be creative and fun. I could have written it better myself in 2 days.
So, I am between book club books, so I picked up the book Bret or Jacob got dad, Pathfinder. (Sorry, I forget who, and dad is not here to ask)
Now we're talking! I have only read 2 chapters, and I am enjoying it. I must like Orson's style. He already brought out time/space travel stuff, which I always enjoy.
And a new secret skill that I have not seen before!
And, a new concept to me about how they kept a calendar, which has totally intrigued me. I want to do it!
So happy again to be reading a book I like.
Our book club was picked by Bruce Hawks, for the couples month in Feb, so husbands are to join us. Dad read it. I couldn't make it through. All Quiet on the Western Front. War, sadness, horrible graphic details, ugh. Several men in our ward have told me to finish it because it is quite philosophical. Too bad. They can just tell me about it without me having to read it all.
Our next book I get to pick, and I am choosing Fablehaven, even though I read it. We need a nice, easy read after this, and most of the mothers have wanted to read it anyways. And dad wants to also someday.
He has started the book by the Historian of West Point, who is a Mormon, and on our high council. He wrote one of those fictional histories, called "Called to Serve". I think it is about the Mormon battalion. He is liking it so far.
So, I am between book club books, so I picked up the book Bret or Jacob got dad, Pathfinder. (Sorry, I forget who, and dad is not here to ask)
Now we're talking! I have only read 2 chapters, and I am enjoying it. I must like Orson's style. He already brought out time/space travel stuff, which I always enjoy.
And a new secret skill that I have not seen before!
And, a new concept to me about how they kept a calendar, which has totally intrigued me. I want to do it!
So happy again to be reading a book I like.
Our book club was picked by Bruce Hawks, for the couples month in Feb, so husbands are to join us. Dad read it. I couldn't make it through. All Quiet on the Western Front. War, sadness, horrible graphic details, ugh. Several men in our ward have told me to finish it because it is quite philosophical. Too bad. They can just tell me about it without me having to read it all.
Our next book I get to pick, and I am choosing Fablehaven, even though I read it. We need a nice, easy read after this, and most of the mothers have wanted to read it anyways. And dad wants to also someday.
He has started the book by the Historian of West Point, who is a Mormon, and on our high council. He wrote one of those fictional histories, called "Called to Serve". I think it is about the Mormon battalion. He is liking it so far.
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Kindness
Monday Tevia was not feeling well so I decided to work from home in order to help support her andgive her more opportunity to rest and get well. One way to help was to take the boys to school. We don’t live too far from the school, but because school starts so early (7:30) and our boys are a little slow, we often drive them to the corner so they don’t have to walk as far. They always walk home, but mornings can be tough so early.
I drove the back way up two streets and we laughed as we talked about the day and how they should be good and kind, etc. As usual they were so full of energy and love and we kissed and hugged and I watched as they started towards the school. After a few yards I noticed Malik was having some struggles carrying his violin case. He had a big jacket on and his backpack and trying to keep the violin in hand and walk quickly to the school was a challenge for him. As I watched I thought of how such a simple task can be so difficult for some people. But he wasn’t complaining or crying, but you could see he kept adjusting it and trying to find the best way to hold it. I wished that I could get out and carry it for him. But I didn’t think he would appreciate his dad getting out of the car and then taking his violin. Maybe he would have liked that – but I didn’t.
And then I saw Jarek walk over to him and without a word take the violin case out of his hand and carryit for him. This small act of love nearly brought me to tears as I watched Jarek – who isn’t all that much bigger or stronger – sacrifice for his little brother. He did it with a smile as they walked up the sidewalk. I marveled at the kindness of the gesture – and at the ability Jarek had to even notice an opportunity to help. I was touched that our children care for each other and despite their weaknesses look for opportunities to serve. Jarek didn’t know I was watching him. Carrying the violin would have been nearly as difficult for Jarek as it was for Malik. But he did it to help his brother and show his love for him.
As I drove home I was grateful for that small experience. I thought about it often as I went through the day and decided I need to look for more opportunities to serve those around me. You can learn a lot from your kids.
I drove the back way up two streets and we laughed as we talked about the day and how they should be good and kind, etc. As usual they were so full of energy and love and we kissed and hugged and I watched as they started towards the school. After a few yards I noticed Malik was having some struggles carrying his violin case. He had a big jacket on and his backpack and trying to keep the violin in hand and walk quickly to the school was a challenge for him. As I watched I thought of how such a simple task can be so difficult for some people. But he wasn’t complaining or crying, but you could see he kept adjusting it and trying to find the best way to hold it. I wished that I could get out and carry it for him. But I didn’t think he would appreciate his dad getting out of the car and then taking his violin. Maybe he would have liked that – but I didn’t.
And then I saw Jarek walk over to him and without a word take the violin case out of his hand and carryit for him. This small act of love nearly brought me to tears as I watched Jarek – who isn’t all that much bigger or stronger – sacrifice for his little brother. He did it with a smile as they walked up the sidewalk. I marveled at the kindness of the gesture – and at the ability Jarek had to even notice an opportunity to help. I was touched that our children care for each other and despite their weaknesses look for opportunities to serve. Jarek didn’t know I was watching him. Carrying the violin would have been nearly as difficult for Jarek as it was for Malik. But he did it to help his brother and show his love for him.
As I drove home I was grateful for that small experience. I thought about it often as I went through the day and decided I need to look for more opportunities to serve those around me. You can learn a lot from your kids.
Tuesday, January 04, 2011
Friday, December 31, 2010
Hazel's Christmas Gift From Santa
This was Hazel's first fun game on her Crayola Computer Santa gave her for Christmas. We were amazed at how fast she learned to use the mouse.
Thursday, December 30, 2010
New Year stuff, predictions, goals, and favs
A year or 2 ago, we made some pretty cool predictions; like where Tom would go on his mission, if Jake or Bret would move, etc.
Let's try some for this year. Any predictions out there?
I know people are guessing when Tommy will get married, and who. I personally think he will take plenty of time and have fun dating for awhile and not hurray things along. I don't think he will be married till at least the very end of 2011 or later.
Will we move to AZ?
Any other babies coming?
Will the world end?
Any other big events to look forward to? Jarek gets the priesthood.
Will Cari or Jacob quit their job?
Next:
I miss doing favorites-
Let's all do favorite books and movies they saw and read this year.
Tev & Bret, ask Jarek his too.
If anyone wants to share any good goal ideas, feel free. I still have to figure them out, so it will be a week before I formulate them into a plan.
Let's try some for this year. Any predictions out there?
I know people are guessing when Tommy will get married, and who. I personally think he will take plenty of time and have fun dating for awhile and not hurray things along. I don't think he will be married till at least the very end of 2011 or later.
Will we move to AZ?
Any other babies coming?
Will the world end?
Any other big events to look forward to? Jarek gets the priesthood.
Will Cari or Jacob quit their job?
Next:
I miss doing favorites-
Let's all do favorite books and movies they saw and read this year.
Tev & Bret, ask Jarek his too.
If anyone wants to share any good goal ideas, feel free. I still have to figure them out, so it will be a week before I formulate them into a plan.
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
A Great Day!
I had a great day on Monday. First I had a great and restful sleep. I knew it would be our last sleep in Kathy and Jimmy's home on Carol Ann Way. Thanks to them for the nice stay we had there. It was so restful and accommodating. Very much appreciated. Then I went right over to Jake's and up on the roof. I skipped breakfast. Did not want it! I had been so concerned because I had estimated the project poorly, and I felt bad that things were askew with essentially no time remaining. But we did have another day. Then I had a great day working with Tom. What a treat and a pleasure that was for me. Thanks Tom for the great day and also all the other days on the roof. But this day was especially great because, we knew it was the last but more importantly, we made so much progress and saw all our plans coming together. It was a perfect day on the roof. So much fun, we just skipped lunch. How often do workers do that? Only on a great day. Thanks again to everyone that gave time during the important Christmas season to help. Jacob, Jimmy, Bret, Tom, and even Cari worked on the house lights, and Karen made some trips to the store. Sorry for the pain it caused. I really did not think it would be that big of a job. Then I had a great evening. I felt physically good! Better everyday. I think our bodies are amazing to respond to our needs so quickly and well. Except for my tooth ache (unrelated to the roof) I was feeling good. We had some good food brought by Karen and Cari. Thanks so much, my taco's were great. Finally, we got a great lift to the Air Port by Bret and Tev and a warm good bye. Oh yea, and a great ride home through the peaceful night of the great day. It was a great day. Thanks to all for making it happen for me. Strange that such would be great, when it was so full of work and responsibility. But I would not change it for a thousand movies, or naps, or meals. It was great all by itself.
Sunday, December 19, 2010
Too much travel
The past few weeks have been crazy, frustrating, and emotional. After asking my company to halt all travel for the rest of the year after more than 8 weeks of travel this year in early November I was told “no problem”, especially when I shared the health issues we have had with our kids. But not one week later I was asked to travel again – and ended up spending a few day in Houston for three of the past four weeks.
I donned my Superman cape and went to work, though admittedly with a chip on my shoulder and frustration at my company. I had been to Houston one time in the past for a business trip and was unimpressed. This time I was down in a town called Sugar Land (southwest of Houston) and got a very different impression. The area was gorgeous and the office and homes around it were very nice. Here are the highlights of my time in Houston:
Renting cars. I found that after driving a Chevy Impala, Chevy Tahoe and a Ford Fusion that I was most impressed with the Fusion. Apparently Chevy sucks.
The office I worked at has mostly employees from Saudi Arabia. Upon my first trip to the restroom I noticed it didn’t have any urinals. I thought this a little odd but thought perhaps it was a cultural thing. Upon entering the stall I noticed a tampon dispenser and all of the sudden wondered if in fact I had gone into the wrong bathroom. I hurriedly finished my business and then left to verify hoping no women entered while I was there. Upon exiting I found that it was the men’s room. I was relieved – apparently they just changed up the bathrooms at some point and never bothered to take out the old women’s paraphernalia.
The food. I found my possibly favorite restaurant while there. The first day there (my first week) I looked on Google Maps and Foursquare to see if I could find any fun, good places to eat. I was intrigued by the name of one called Japaneiro’s (which looked like a combination of Japan and habeneiros). I read more details and found that indeed it was a fusion restaurant of sushi and Mexican (latin American), which are two of my favorites. I ate there every single day I was in Houston from that day forth. My favorite thing on their menu? An avocado soup with crab in it. It is heaven. Another favorite was the Hawaiian roll which had spicy tuna, avocado, and a coconut sauce on it. I also fell in love with Chick-Fil-A’s Spicy Chicken sandwich. It is awesome. Those two restaurants took up 90% of my eating time while in Houston.
The temple. I also had the privilege to attend the temple once while there. It was a beautiful temple in a very upscale neighborhood. The session was very small and it was of great comfort following the news of my boys’ heart conditions.
I donned my Superman cape and went to work, though admittedly with a chip on my shoulder and frustration at my company. I had been to Houston one time in the past for a business trip and was unimpressed. This time I was down in a town called Sugar Land (southwest of Houston) and got a very different impression. The area was gorgeous and the office and homes around it were very nice. Here are the highlights of my time in Houston:
Renting cars. I found that after driving a Chevy Impala, Chevy Tahoe and a Ford Fusion that I was most impressed with the Fusion. Apparently Chevy sucks.
The office I worked at has mostly employees from Saudi Arabia. Upon my first trip to the restroom I noticed it didn’t have any urinals. I thought this a little odd but thought perhaps it was a cultural thing. Upon entering the stall I noticed a tampon dispenser and all of the sudden wondered if in fact I had gone into the wrong bathroom. I hurriedly finished my business and then left to verify hoping no women entered while I was there. Upon exiting I found that it was the men’s room. I was relieved – apparently they just changed up the bathrooms at some point and never bothered to take out the old women’s paraphernalia.
The food. I found my possibly favorite restaurant while there. The first day there (my first week) I looked on Google Maps and Foursquare to see if I could find any fun, good places to eat. I was intrigued by the name of one called Japaneiro’s (which looked like a combination of Japan and habeneiros). I read more details and found that indeed it was a fusion restaurant of sushi and Mexican (latin American), which are two of my favorites. I ate there every single day I was in Houston from that day forth. My favorite thing on their menu? An avocado soup with crab in it. It is heaven. Another favorite was the Hawaiian roll which had spicy tuna, avocado, and a coconut sauce on it. I also fell in love with Chick-Fil-A’s Spicy Chicken sandwich. It is awesome. Those two restaurants took up 90% of my eating time while in Houston.
The temple. I also had the privilege to attend the temple once while there. It was a beautiful temple in a very upscale neighborhood. The session was very small and it was of great comfort following the news of my boys’ heart conditions.
Thursday, December 09, 2010
Atop the Rock
Dad & I braved the cold yesterday to take the train to the city to celebrate our 29 anniversary, which is next week, but dad will be on a roof all day.
I wasn't sure how far I could walk, but my back is improving daily, and we decided to try it and not do too much.
We love taking the train and watching the sites along the river.
We wanted to see the Rockefeller tree, and maybe go to the top. Dad thought it was $30 ea, so he has not wanted to try it before. It was a clear, sunny day, and we figured it wouldn't be too crowded yet being cold and in early December.
We found out it was only $21., and the line was very short.
It was an amazing view of the whole area! Wow!
We bundled up and walked to Time Square, stopped in the M&M store, then looked for a place to eat. The Prettymans had just gone to Bubba Gump Shrimp, and they liked it, so we thought we would take a chance just for the fun of it. It was fun! We thought we would be paying extremely high prices just for the name, but it was pretty reasonable for the city, and the food was delicious, and our table was right at the window in Times Square. Dad loves doing that!
We walked back to Grand Central, and I made it just about when my back was getting sore and my leg heavy. Dad had agreed beforehand that we could take a cab if I needed to, which gave me just that extra piece of mind.
It was fun being just us and having dad's attention and seeing all the sites. The spirit of the holiday season was everywhere! People singing, even the employees in the stores! We both rested on the train all the way home.
We found out we can go to the Met Art Museum for free, so that will be our next stop as we try to hit some landmarks here before we move.
I wasn't sure how far I could walk, but my back is improving daily, and we decided to try it and not do too much.
We love taking the train and watching the sites along the river.
We wanted to see the Rockefeller tree, and maybe go to the top. Dad thought it was $30 ea, so he has not wanted to try it before. It was a clear, sunny day, and we figured it wouldn't be too crowded yet being cold and in early December.We found out it was only $21., and the line was very short.
It was an amazing view of the whole area! Wow!
We bundled up and walked to Time Square, stopped in the M&M store, then looked for a place to eat. The Prettymans had just gone to Bubba Gump Shrimp, and they liked it, so we thought we would take a chance just for the fun of it. It was fun! We thought we would be paying extremely high prices just for the name, but it was pretty reasonable for the city, and the food was delicious, and our table was right at the window in Times Square. Dad loves doing that!
We walked back to Grand Central, and I made it just about when my back was getting sore and my leg heavy. Dad had agreed beforehand that we could take a cab if I needed to, which gave me just that extra piece of mind.It was fun being just us and having dad's attention and seeing all the sites. The spirit of the holiday season was everywhere! People singing, even the employees in the stores! We both rested on the train all the way home.
We found out we can go to the Met Art Museum for free, so that will be our next stop as we try to hit some landmarks here before we move.
Sunday, December 05, 2010
More Christmas fun!
I wonder if Speed will have this light blond hair Jacob had.
The girls, Tevia & Kathy, busy decorating gingerbread houses.
Tommy & Santa
One of our many Christmas eve plays.
The girls, Tevia & Kathy, busy decorating gingerbread houses.
Tommy & Santa
One of our many Christmas eve plays.
Need a little Christmas
I baked Christmas cookies yesterday, and missed having someone to decorate them with. It brought back so many fond memories of the holiday season. Dad will be gone all day from morning to maybe 7 or 8pm today. I am hoping to write out Christmas cards, but I am not in the mood.
So I thought I'd bring out some good old Christmas memories.
For those who have never seen a Christmas sage brush: in this picture Bret is in front of the flocked sage brush that we nabbed out in the country somewhere in Utah. Dad's family had done it several times, maybe to save money, who knows, but we were also on a pretty tight budget, and I think we did a sage tree twice, maybe 3 times. I think it was pretty! This is also the brand new bike santa brought Bret. Bret can maybe relate that story to his kids- the good old 'treasures of the earth, where moth doth eat and thieves corrupt....", something like that. Bret, you were always so cute and handsome! Still are!The second pic it Kathy & Tommy, all bundled up so cute and warm.
I will try to find one of Jacob later.
Enjoy!
Friday, November 26, 2010
4 kids in 1 room w/5
I want to let you all know that seeing you all together last night in one place for Thanksgiving was amazing! I feel we have been so blessed to have that actually happen. I am grateful for each one of you, and the time and effort you put in to making our family celestial.
I may not have been there this year, but it brought joy and comfort to me knowing you were all together, and with all my grandchildren!
It just warmed my heart.
As we start planning next year, dad & I just figured out that will be hard to do, as he is seriously looking for a job down there right after the holidays. If he finds one, we will pray about it, and who knows?
I guess I better not buy tickets yet for a desert trip from NY.... but, we do need to decide when that will be when we are together during the holidays.
See you all soon!
I may not have been there this year, but it brought joy and comfort to me knowing you were all together, and with all my grandchildren!
It just warmed my heart.
As we start planning next year, dad & I just figured out that will be hard to do, as he is seriously looking for a job down there right after the holidays. If he finds one, we will pray about it, and who knows?
I guess I better not buy tickets yet for a desert trip from NY.... but, we do need to decide when that will be when we are together during the holidays.
See you all soon!
HP 7
I know all of us have not seen this, so I won't add any spoilers.
Dad and I just got back from seeing it. I liked it more than I usually do HP< probably cause I hadn't read the book
The interesting thing worth a blog note was what dad said after the movie:
" Wearing a _______ (forgot the word and dad already went out running, but you know, the necklace thingy) - well, wearing one of those is like going low" ha ha
I thought that was funny.
Dad and I just got back from seeing it. I liked it more than I usually do HP< probably cause I hadn't read the book
The interesting thing worth a blog note was what dad said after the movie:
" Wearing a _______ (forgot the word and dad already went out running, but you know, the necklace thingy) - well, wearing one of those is like going low" ha ha
I thought that was funny.
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
The Hunger Games
This is a warning for those who have not finished this series, some of the ending will be spoiled, I will mention little details though.
My Review :
As I read through the first book of the series, The Hunger Games, I found a very interesting storyline, that was written well enough to grab the readers attention, and I must say I was impressed with the author's ability to create curiosity and captivate the reader's mind, forcing him to keep reading. A page turner, with some depth, but not as well written as I would've liked.
When I read the second book, Catching Fire, my opinion changed. I felt that the author created a fun story and ended the book in a very good spot. I enjoyed this book greatly and was looking forward to the third. I was excited and hopeful for the thrilling finish of such a well created story and good idea. When I read the third, Mockingjay, I was greatly disappointed, let me explain why.
To explain why I think I must explain a little about hope.
Hope is a powerful thing. It is literally the anchor of our souls. It is the belief that through obedience to our Heavenly Father, and through doing good, we can and will in the end find eternal joy. True happiness that fills the soul and never leaves. This hope gives us purpose, gives us determination and diligence. I am grateful for hope in my life, which can be centered on my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, for it is through Him that we can achieve this eternal joy.
In book 1 and 2, the author constantly builds our hope as a reader that if our hero(?), Katniss succeeds at something that everything will be better. But as things continue to work out as the reader and Katniss would have hoped, joy never enters the series. By the end of book 2 the author has built up a great hope that if Katniss and the rebel forces can take down the Capital and Snow, that everything will be right again, that true happiness will enter their lives.
Well in book 3 we find that things continue to pan out perfectly for our little hero(?). Things turn out perfectly, exactly as the reader would have hoped, but even after everything goes right, the author brings no peace into the story. Katniss finds no joy in her life, in her family, in her offspring, in anything. I believe the author alludes to Katniss living out the rest of her life in fear and despair as do all the others.
The last 20 pages of this book cause great sadness and why, because the author, I believe, destroys the reader's hope. Everything one would have wanted to happen does, but nothing seems right at the end. Sadness prevails and one feels greatly depressed as if their own lives were unfulfilling as well. Despair replaces hope as the reader's conscience begins to feel that no matter what, we are doomed to an unhappy finite ending, where we can never truly be happy, because even after all went well in the story, we are still miserable with the outcome.
The ploy that after all that Katniss and others have gained at the end that they cannot throw off their fear and old injuries and be truly happy with their highly priced freedom they have purchased with so much blood is a total falsity. It could never happen. Life brings happiness, it is ridiculous to try to write a book to say otherwise.
I hated the ending. The last 20 pages toyed so much with my emotions I actually became angry about it. I do not like when an author tries to create sadness and despair in a world that so desperately needs hope, and this author not only does a good job at destroying the reader's hope, but actually excels at it.
Removing the fact that the book causes one to wallow in sorrow after finishing it, the series is still degrading. If we carefully examine this series we find horrible themes rampant through out the entire thing. It is based on an idea that children, yes, children will fight to the death, brutally. The idea itself is sickening, and I stick with Jacob that it is completely unrealistic, a society could never decay to that point. A parent could never demand that another parent's child be sent to the Hunger Games. Apparently humans are cold animals in the author's eye. The series also constantly makes, drug use, alcohol, body mutilation and prostitution all seem acceptable as people try to escape reality to find happiness. It seems it is also acceptable to describe horrible deaths and graphic scenes. In fact the series takes our sacred bodies, temples given to us by God, and puts them at 0 value. People are constantly changing themselves, are constantly immodest (usually naked), and sleeping together under the age of 18. Sex is portrayed as only a necessary way to keep the species alive with nothing sacred about it. Lies and deceit, blackmail, fame and power, the idea of mistrust (no one is ever trustworthy in the books...they are apparently all two-faced). This book depicts a society that has no God and no morals, no happiness and zero charity. No true heroes exist, even Peeta is apparently hijacked and turned into a menace at the end, unable to recover.
Overall, I believe that Mormon made it very clear for us how we can judge what comes from God and what comes from Satan. Unlike most series or shows or stories, I found no inspiration in this book. It did not make me want to be a better person, or even try to be. I do not want to aspire to be like any of these characters. I judge this series to be inspired by the adversary. The Spirit had no role in inspiring any part of this story.
What do I think of The Hunger Games series?
In the words of Max Hall, "I don't like it, in fact I hate it, I hate everything about it... its classless." I add, its dangerous. Its dangerous to have this view on life, that we are only cold animals with no divine potential, and its sad that someone can truly look at the world this way.
What do you think?
My Review :
As I read through the first book of the series, The Hunger Games, I found a very interesting storyline, that was written well enough to grab the readers attention, and I must say I was impressed with the author's ability to create curiosity and captivate the reader's mind, forcing him to keep reading. A page turner, with some depth, but not as well written as I would've liked.
When I read the second book, Catching Fire, my opinion changed. I felt that the author created a fun story and ended the book in a very good spot. I enjoyed this book greatly and was looking forward to the third. I was excited and hopeful for the thrilling finish of such a well created story and good idea. When I read the third, Mockingjay, I was greatly disappointed, let me explain why.
To explain why I think I must explain a little about hope.
Hope is a powerful thing. It is literally the anchor of our souls. It is the belief that through obedience to our Heavenly Father, and through doing good, we can and will in the end find eternal joy. True happiness that fills the soul and never leaves. This hope gives us purpose, gives us determination and diligence. I am grateful for hope in my life, which can be centered on my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, for it is through Him that we can achieve this eternal joy.
In book 1 and 2, the author constantly builds our hope as a reader that if our hero(?), Katniss succeeds at something that everything will be better. But as things continue to work out as the reader and Katniss would have hoped, joy never enters the series. By the end of book 2 the author has built up a great hope that if Katniss and the rebel forces can take down the Capital and Snow, that everything will be right again, that true happiness will enter their lives.
Well in book 3 we find that things continue to pan out perfectly for our little hero(?). Things turn out perfectly, exactly as the reader would have hoped, but even after everything goes right, the author brings no peace into the story. Katniss finds no joy in her life, in her family, in her offspring, in anything. I believe the author alludes to Katniss living out the rest of her life in fear and despair as do all the others.
The last 20 pages of this book cause great sadness and why, because the author, I believe, destroys the reader's hope. Everything one would have wanted to happen does, but nothing seems right at the end. Sadness prevails and one feels greatly depressed as if their own lives were unfulfilling as well. Despair replaces hope as the reader's conscience begins to feel that no matter what, we are doomed to an unhappy finite ending, where we can never truly be happy, because even after all went well in the story, we are still miserable with the outcome.
The ploy that after all that Katniss and others have gained at the end that they cannot throw off their fear and old injuries and be truly happy with their highly priced freedom they have purchased with so much blood is a total falsity. It could never happen. Life brings happiness, it is ridiculous to try to write a book to say otherwise.
I hated the ending. The last 20 pages toyed so much with my emotions I actually became angry about it. I do not like when an author tries to create sadness and despair in a world that so desperately needs hope, and this author not only does a good job at destroying the reader's hope, but actually excels at it.
Removing the fact that the book causes one to wallow in sorrow after finishing it, the series is still degrading. If we carefully examine this series we find horrible themes rampant through out the entire thing. It is based on an idea that children, yes, children will fight to the death, brutally. The idea itself is sickening, and I stick with Jacob that it is completely unrealistic, a society could never decay to that point. A parent could never demand that another parent's child be sent to the Hunger Games. Apparently humans are cold animals in the author's eye. The series also constantly makes, drug use, alcohol, body mutilation and prostitution all seem acceptable as people try to escape reality to find happiness. It seems it is also acceptable to describe horrible deaths and graphic scenes. In fact the series takes our sacred bodies, temples given to us by God, and puts them at 0 value. People are constantly changing themselves, are constantly immodest (usually naked), and sleeping together under the age of 18. Sex is portrayed as only a necessary way to keep the species alive with nothing sacred about it. Lies and deceit, blackmail, fame and power, the idea of mistrust (no one is ever trustworthy in the books...they are apparently all two-faced). This book depicts a society that has no God and no morals, no happiness and zero charity. No true heroes exist, even Peeta is apparently hijacked and turned into a menace at the end, unable to recover.
Overall, I believe that Mormon made it very clear for us how we can judge what comes from God and what comes from Satan. Unlike most series or shows or stories, I found no inspiration in this book. It did not make me want to be a better person, or even try to be. I do not want to aspire to be like any of these characters. I judge this series to be inspired by the adversary. The Spirit had no role in inspiring any part of this story.
What do I think of The Hunger Games series?
In the words of Max Hall, "I don't like it, in fact I hate it, I hate everything about it... its classless." I add, its dangerous. Its dangerous to have this view on life, that we are only cold animals with no divine potential, and its sad that someone can truly look at the world this way.
What do you think?
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
People Make a Big Difference
I spent several hours at the same hospital over the past few days. After two days doing exactly the same thing I have come to realize how much of a difference a person - or people - can make in the lives of others. Friday was a wonderful day at the hospital. Everyone was kind, fun, and nice as we made our way through a scary and stressful situation. In fact, the one doctor made me jealous as I thought how wonderful it must be to be able to impact people's lives in such a great way. Monday was the opposite. From the moment we checked in people were rude, mean and annoying. They did nothing to make our time their comfortable and we left frustrated and exhausted. The difference? The people. Same hospital, same tests, same check-in procedure, etc. Completely different experience. It made me want to be the type of person that has a positive effect on people's lives, and not the opposite - like the Monday crew at the hospital.
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Spiritual trek
I am on my 3rd day of a 2 week spiritual trek. I am combining it with a physical journey as well.
It has been awesome! I am focusing on the spiritual more, and it makes such a difference in life.
I felt the desire this morning to share this quote by Richard G Scott:
"The essential things must be accomplished during your testing period on earth. They must have first priority.
They must not be sacrificed for lesser things, even though they are good and worthwhile accomplishments.
After this life, you will be restored to that which you have HERE allowed yourself to become. OH, if I but had the capacity to communicate the peace and serenity that come from knowing that you and your family have worthily received all of the saving ordinances and the corresponding covenants are being righteously kept."
"We knew that we would be tested here. Part of that testing here is to have so many seemingly interesting things to do that we can forget the main purposed for being here. Satan works very hard so that the essential things won't happen."
I love that you are all baptized and attending the temple. It does bring me great peace. Thank you for keeping your covenants, and blessing your children and each other with your great examples.
"In this there is safety, in this, there is peace."
It has been awesome! I am focusing on the spiritual more, and it makes such a difference in life.
I felt the desire this morning to share this quote by Richard G Scott:
"The essential things must be accomplished during your testing period on earth. They must have first priority.
They must not be sacrificed for lesser things, even though they are good and worthwhile accomplishments.
After this life, you will be restored to that which you have HERE allowed yourself to become. OH, if I but had the capacity to communicate the peace and serenity that come from knowing that you and your family have worthily received all of the saving ordinances and the corresponding covenants are being righteously kept."
"We knew that we would be tested here. Part of that testing here is to have so many seemingly interesting things to do that we can forget the main purposed for being here. Satan works very hard so that the essential things won't happen."
I love that you are all baptized and attending the temple. It does bring me great peace. Thank you for keeping your covenants, and blessing your children and each other with your great examples.
"In this there is safety, in this, there is peace."
Monday, November 08, 2010
Best and Worst of Times
I always thought this opening was dumb, but at this point I can see that these two things can actually coexist. It has been the worst of times ever since we learned about our sons’ cardiomyopathy. It is difficult to go through all of the emotions, scenarios, and possibilities when you hear something like that. Being an optimist I have tried very hard to keep positive thoughts and have faith that things will work out fine. But there definitely are times you imagine the worst. And when Malik was shown to have the same thing as Jarek, it was hard not to imagine a future with only one son. Visions of the future without my two oldest sons are nightmares. Feelings from anger to thoughts on “fairness” and then pity for my boys have been rotating with faith and hope and gratitude for the time I have with them.
At first we didn’t tell anybody as we wanted to get all of the details before sharing our burden, but I did take some time to share with one of my employees who has had cancer. She talked about how hard it was to tell her husband and son, and how she realized they had to live one day at a time. “Tomorrow might be terrible,” she would tell them, “but today is good.” And though we still have to find out the details on the severity of their condition, I can’t help but think of things more in the “now” than in the future. I have never been one to live very far in the future, but this has brought me back even more. Even things like planning vacations and meals turn to “where would Jarek want to go?” or “what dinner does Malik want to eat?” Prayers change to focusing on shorter-term things like “please let them live to experience love and go on a mission” as opposed to worrying about their careers. Your perspective changes and suddenly some things just don’t seem that important.
It is a blessing to have Tevia by my side. And if there was a year that it would have been nice to have family by my side, this is the year. I am so grateful to have my siblings near during this time and to feel their love; not only for me, but for my children. What greater gift could we want for our children?
And that is how it has also been the best of times. As we recently returned from a wonderful trip to Utah, I couldn’t help but think back on the time we had up there. It was a blessing. The baptism we attended was one of the best I have ever been to. The game was amazing. As I sat in the sun looking at my sons, my wife and many of those I love most, it was awesome to enjoy a great game and smile, laugh, and cheer. An intimate evening with close friends was needed as we exchanged heartbreaks and hopes about our children and lives. Even the car ride home was exceptional as the last two legs I drove with Kathy, Jimmy, and Tommy and we discussed life, gospel principles and shared our ideas and lives. I was reminded of the great support team I have to be there for me in times like this. To remind me why we are here and what is important. A wife to hold me as I try to be strong as she sheds tears on my shoulder. Two sons who have shown more bravery than any men I have ever met. And this is when I realize it is the best of times.
I have lived a charmed life. But I know we need trials and pain in our lives to improve. It sucks, but I understand it. Let’s just hope I still have some of that charm left.
At first we didn’t tell anybody as we wanted to get all of the details before sharing our burden, but I did take some time to share with one of my employees who has had cancer. She talked about how hard it was to tell her husband and son, and how she realized they had to live one day at a time. “Tomorrow might be terrible,” she would tell them, “but today is good.” And though we still have to find out the details on the severity of their condition, I can’t help but think of things more in the “now” than in the future. I have never been one to live very far in the future, but this has brought me back even more. Even things like planning vacations and meals turn to “where would Jarek want to go?” or “what dinner does Malik want to eat?” Prayers change to focusing on shorter-term things like “please let them live to experience love and go on a mission” as opposed to worrying about their careers. Your perspective changes and suddenly some things just don’t seem that important.
It is a blessing to have Tevia by my side. And if there was a year that it would have been nice to have family by my side, this is the year. I am so grateful to have my siblings near during this time and to feel their love; not only for me, but for my children. What greater gift could we want for our children?
And that is how it has also been the best of times. As we recently returned from a wonderful trip to Utah, I couldn’t help but think back on the time we had up there. It was a blessing. The baptism we attended was one of the best I have ever been to. The game was amazing. As I sat in the sun looking at my sons, my wife and many of those I love most, it was awesome to enjoy a great game and smile, laugh, and cheer. An intimate evening with close friends was needed as we exchanged heartbreaks and hopes about our children and lives. Even the car ride home was exceptional as the last two legs I drove with Kathy, Jimmy, and Tommy and we discussed life, gospel principles and shared our ideas and lives. I was reminded of the great support team I have to be there for me in times like this. To remind me why we are here and what is important. A wife to hold me as I try to be strong as she sheds tears on my shoulder. Two sons who have shown more bravery than any men I have ever met. And this is when I realize it is the best of times.
I have lived a charmed life. But I know we need trials and pain in our lives to improve. It sucks, but I understand it. Let’s just hope I still have some of that charm left.
Saturday, November 06, 2010
feeling lonely
Released from the temple, then YW, counted down 730 days till Tom got home, and now he is already gone, people keep moving away....
Watched Jayne Eyre last night.
What do we do on a Saturday night besides tv?
I guess we are so used to the church keeping us busy. This weekend, we had no Saturday church activity. You would think we would be thrilled. Well, we are. It feels good to not have to go anywhere.
Maybe it is a Bourne kind of night.
Watched Jayne Eyre last night.
What do we do on a Saturday night besides tv?
I guess we are so used to the church keeping us busy. This weekend, we had no Saturday church activity. You would think we would be thrilled. Well, we are. It feels good to not have to go anywhere.
Maybe it is a Bourne kind of night.
Monday, November 01, 2010
Halloween and Other Happenings
Apparently I messed up some setting on our camera, so most of the pictures I've taken lately have been really blurry. Here's an assortment of the better ones.
Hazel at the pumpkin farm
Our pumpkin - I carved and Hazel drew
Hazel as Baby Princess Peach - I went for simple and easy this year.
Speed as Baby Mario. He was apparently too tired to give us a proper smile.
The chocolate covered Oreos I made on Halloween with this cool mold my mother-in-law sent me. The spiders were pretty fail but I think the skulls turned out pretty good.
Hazel at the pumpkin farm Our pumpkin - I carved and Hazel drewHazel as Baby Princess Peach - I went for simple and easy this year.Speed as Baby Mario. He was apparently too tired to give us a proper smile.The chocolate covered Oreos I made on Halloween with this cool mold my mother-in-law sent me. The spiders were pretty fail but I think the skulls turned out pretty good.Would it be weird to say I'm glad Halloween is over? I'm just looking forward to Thanksgiving and Christmas so much that Halloween was really just a stepping stone this year. On to more holidays!!!
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