The Heart of My Song

2012-02-13T08:22:00.000-08:00

Beautiful Baby(s)

2011-04-28T11:53:00.000-07:00

Happy Birthday to my beautiful Chelsea Diana! 29 years ago, I cried with joy to learn that she was a girl (I was sure she was a boy that we would name "Joey") She is my best friend, my light on dark days, my happiness. She is a sweet mother, a creative artist, a loving daughter. I am constantly amazed at her talents. I love you, sweetheart! I hope this year is fantastic for you...

Favorite Son...Only Son!

2011-04-11T15:04:00.001-07:00

Happy Belated Birthday to my handsome, brilliant, compassionate, selfless son! He is a light in my life and I love him dearly. He has built a home and family and career he can be proud of...and I am very proud of his good life. May every birthday bring you joy, Aaron, as you have brought joy from the minute you were born. Happy Birthday MONTH! (and to my wonderful son-by-marriage, you run a close second!)

Our Bright Ray of Hope

2011-03-30T06:19:00.000-07:00

He's here! Knox Aaron Stephenson arrived from heaven on March 28, 2011, at 2:15 PM, weighing in at 8 lbs. 8 oz., 20 1/2-in. He is absolutely perfect and adorable. He is living proof that the world goes on and blessings abound. I love him with all my heart...and he's only days old. Thank you, Heavenly Father, for allowing me to be with my precious daughter and son-in-law for the birth of this sweet baby. I will treasure this gift always.

Uncle Ray

2011-03-23T05:38:00.000-07:00

My sweet Uncle Raymond Uharriet passed away last night after a brave, horrendous struggle of over a dozen years with health issues, including cancer. My heart is sad, but only for me and our family. I am ecstatic for Uncle Ray! He has received his graduation papers at last, which is what he has been praying for for a long time. He is finally going home. He's finally free from the body that was a plague and a source of intense pain. He is finally going to see those who passed before him, especially those who went too soon and caused Uncle Ray to question why his boarding pass hadn't been stamped yet. Uncle Ray was a giant of knowledge, a keeper of the flame of patriotism, a library of stories that made you laugh & cry, a cheerleader of all your best efforts, a man who loved a good Coca-Cola and Tootsie Pop, and a lover of life and mankind. One of his favorite stories he liked to tell me was how I was no bigger than a shoebox when I was born, with a head full of dark curls. And, I'll never forget when I was a grown woman and a wife and a mother, and he came quietly down the stairs of my house early in the morning of a May 30, holding a bouquet of flowers, to wake me and wish me a Happy Birthday. Just a few weeks ago, he told us President Abraham Lincoln was going to "come for him" when it was all over. I don't doubt that Abe would. I can see them, crossing into heaven, Uncle Ray in full uniform regalia, giving President Lincoln the punch line to a good story. Lucky Abe. Lucky Uncle Ray. God bless you forever...I love you.

In His Arms

2011-03-12T15:29:00.000-08:00

I remember the first time I saw this picture. I was roaming through Seagull Book, turned the corner--and literally stopped in my tracks. The Spirit brought tears to my eyes. I could see myself as this little girl, clinging to my Savior through the trials of life. Like now. Knowing how His everlasting kindness will never depart. Knowing that He will always have His arms around me, in all the tests, in all the pain, in all the worry and anxiety, in all the fear, and in all the tears. I love Him with all my heart. I know He will never let go. I am so grateful for the knowing, for the testimony, for all the times before now when I felt Him near. I am blessed.

Fighting My Goliath

2011-03-07T09:57:00.000-08:00

I had to laugh at this image that popped up when I typed in "Goliath"! YES! This is how it feels at times, when the part of us that is puny human being is face to face with something huge and scary. It is that "elephant in the room", as my Aunt B says. Well, I've got one thing to say to that beast in front of me - I've got God in my corner, mister! I've got family and friends. I've got prayers and fasting. I've got the temple. I've got the scriptures. I've got a plan for my life that may have included you as a footnote, but you are not the main character or the theme. And guess what? This is not my first rodeo! I've been bucked off before, but I'm going to keep getting up. If you want to follow "my journey", click on the link at the top of the page under my banner. And thanks to all you wonderful "Davids" who are fighting this right along with me - I feel your strength.

Wherefore Art Thou, Spring?

2011-03-02T14:11:00.000-08:00

If ever I've needed a bucketload of Spring and all the delicious flowers, scents, warmth, and energy it brings, it's TODAY! I've gone without a coat now for...three days. Tomorrow, a storm. Yesterday, when I considered the warmth coming in through the windows of my house, I had longings for that new fence we're supposed to build this summer--just so I could spread a blanket on the lawn (that's also supposed to be built this summer) and just SOAK IT IN without every neighbor's eye on my lily-whites! I walked around our little yard and searched for those first green shoots of the bulbs I planted...but they're still asleep. Come, Spring! I need your healing rays and happy promises.

That Girl!

2011-03-01T09:40:00.000-08:00

Remember Marlo Thomas in the TV sitcom "That Girl" in the 60's? I loved that show! Marlo was perky, beautiful, smart, & funny...and to top it off, she had the cutest hair! The year was 1968--I was 9 years old. I was visiting Grandma Lillie at her house on Woodlawn Avenue in Montpelier (had to be summer--look at those shorts and white anklets!) and I begged Grandma to let me go to the beauty parlor to get my hair done like Marlo. She had to have been somewhat reluctant--I WAS only 9 and liked to climb trees and ride bikes and rollerskate, and I'm sure it cost her a pretty penny--but bless her sweet heart! she agreed. I remember the invigorating shampoo as I lay back in the chair...I remember the mountains of fat curlers pinned to my head and sitting under the hot, noisy dryer...I remember the thick clouds of hairspray that glued the hairstyle to my head...and then, I remember Grandma taking this picture in her driveway, with the poppies waving willy-nilly behind me in the summer breeze, and me feeling so very grown up and HIP and beautiful! I also remember Grandma urging me to "be a lady" so all the work and expense of this "do" would last, and oh, I tried so hard. I even remember going to bed that night and trying to sleep without my head touching the pillow, which was, of course, impossible, so that I awoke the next morning to disaster--no more curls, no more poof, no more Marlo. Just plain old me. My little heart was broken. I was sad for Grandma, too, that she had paid for something that lasted only one day and could not be fixed or redone, no matter how hard we tried. It taught me a lesson about vanity and how quickly our pride can be dashed! It also taught me that nothing is so important as what's inside. And when Grandma helped me comb out the snarls from the hairspray and said, "It's okay. I like you better this way," I believed her, thank heavens.

Sweet Candy

2011-02-26T11:01:00.000-08:00

Once upon a time, this sweet dog came into my life. She was a "pound" dog, and we chose her because she sat at the door of her cage and wagged her tail at us without a sound. The place was chaotic with barking dogs, clamoring for our attention, but she (wisely) captured our hearts with her big brown eyes and fluffy tail. When we found out she was born around Valentine's Day, we named her "Candy" after the faithful dog of Grandpa Wilford, and she lived with us for 14 years. She was a nuisance at times (yes, she COULD bark! and nibble at little people!), but mostly she taught us unconditional love. She liked comfy laps, babies who threw food on the floor, turkey ham, a scratch between the ears, the back of the couch where she could look out the window and be warmed by the sun, and rides in the car. She did NOT like sirens, thunder, getting her hair cut, babies who pulled her tail, being shut up in the bathroom when the UPS guy came, and the liver nuggets in her dog food. She was affectionately called "Canders" and could "yowl" with My Quiet Man. She was happy when we walked in the door and watched for us to come back when we left. I miss the way she'd "fluff up" a place to sleep and then sigh when she was settled. Sometimes I call for her when I drop something on the floor, wishing she'd come trotting over and slurp it up for me. She was a good dog. Very Good. My little Candy...

What Is Seen...Or Not

2011-02-25T09:01:00.000-08:00

Lately a scene from one my favorite movies has been running through my mind: Yentl, who is really a girl dressed as a boy, goes to a wardrobe fitting for her/his wedding to Hadass and has a hard time keeping her/his disguise from the tailor. "Embarrassed in front of his tailor? A tailor is like a doctor!" Finally, she/he admits: "Look at this, look how easily I fool them. They may have eyes, but they don't see. They never really look at me. People are blind...how else would everyone believe me?" Every day we "look" at people...or not...and believe that they are one thing or another--happy, sad, dangerous, shy, wicked, angelic, poor, rich, idiotic or intelligent. The truth is, we have eyes but we don't see. Many times I've made a quick judgment at first glance, and then come to know what is real. Marjorie Hinckley said, "Be kind. Everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle." We put on one face for the "world", thinking to hide what is real, when truthfully, we are all just little children of a loving Father who truly SEES inside. He sees that hard battle, that sore broken part, that scary unknown...and He blesses. Peace. Comfort. Healing. Believing. Loving.

Home

2011-02-23T08:13:00.000-08:00

I am an admitted homebody, and at times, eager to be alone. As a child, I preferred playing by myself (and all those imaginary playmates) than with the neighborhood friends. I shut the door, pulled the curtain, climbed the tree, crawled inside--all for the sake of inventing my own dialogue, my own scenery, my own orchestrations, my own jokes, my own pace. Even today, I come home from dropping off My Girl at school, hurry through the stacks of dishes and laundry and paper trails, and then snuggle into the recliner with the latest library book or Netflix movie before I need to be at the computer. My alone-at-home time...however brief...is an amazing comfort in the rattle of my days.

Puppy Love

2011-02-22T08:38:00.001-08:00

Our trip south for President's Day included squishy hugs and kisses, opening belated birthday gifts, smiles and laughter, food--glorious food--in delicious abundance, basketball, race cars, champion horses, church with pretty girls in dresses and a handsome boy brave enough to give his first talk, shopping for books and gadgets, "swumming" indoors, snowflakes on red rocks, Vicks vapor rub & pills, Uno Moo, popcorn, neck wraps, puzzles with extra pieces, Chester in a sweater, sniffles & coughs, countdown to baby brother, and meeting the newest puppy of the family, Mr. Scooby Doo. Look at those eyes... Yep, he had us at "Ruff"! I do love our growing brood and the time we can spend together. Just wish it came around every other week or so...

Look who's 4 today!

2011-02-16T09:42:00.000-08:00

Happy, happy 4th birthday to my adorable little grandson! I just "skyped" with him on the computer, and he wiggled and chattered and spelled his name and asked me what I was going to have for lunch and gave me directions to Pirate Pizza (where he's going for his party tonight)--"It's by Panda Express and you drive by the movie theaters and you park your car by the front." He also wondered if I was giving him the "punching game that they have at Walmart" for his present. He has been a joy and delight from the day he was born and is absolutely the most beautiful BOY child in the world (I can say that...I'm the Grammy!). I love him beyond words and am so blessed to be just one of the MANY people in his sweet life. Have fun today, Mr. LRS, and I'll be seeing you SOON!

Love is in the air...

2011-02-14T09:58:00.000-08:00

Happy Valentine's Day! I remember the first Valentine card I got from a boy (other than the ones automatically given in grade school). I was in the 8th grade and had gone out hand-delivering cards & goodies with my siblings to our neighbors and friends (do we do that anymore?) and came home to find a LARGE (at least 8 x 10) card and fancy box of chocolates. When I read who it was from, I visualized the face of one of my brother's friends and was initially horrified to think that my "secret admirer" was a puny sixth grader! But when my mom saw my expression and figured out my thoughts (of course!), she quickly set me straight--this was from the OLDER brother, Jeff, a much more mature 9th grader! I'd like to say it was my first romantic experience and that I was starry-eyed and love-struck, but no...this sudden attention turned my blood to ice. I was scared out of my wits! I was only 12 1/2, was pretty much a loner girl who still played with dolls and crawled into closets to read my books, and here was a flesh-and-blood boy who wanted to walk me home from school and HOLD HANDS! Horrors! (Months later, I would be begging this same boy to look my way and give me a smile...but that's another story.) So, here's to Jeff and his tremendous teenaged courage--and to the quiet solidity of the love I have now and forever with my Quiet Man, for whom my Heart beats.

A Girl Writing

2011-02-11T20:31:00.000-08:00

Thanks, Mimi, for this wonderful picture, "A Girl Writing" by Henriette Browne. I see myself in this portrait, as well as my J-Girl. Lately, she has been feverishly writing a wonderful tale about an Angel mesmerized with Hades (she's enchanted with Greek mythology). I love to see her typing away at her computer or scribbling in her notebook, for she has "caught" the writing bug. Ahh, how delicious it is! Sometimes I find myself lying in bed late at night or early in the morning, conjuring up titles to stories--oh, I have a whole grundle of them, like "Bending Steel", "Alone in My Father's House", "The Yellow Barn at Soddy Daisy", or "Somewhere Else to Turn"... They'll probably never gain substance other than these titles, but aren't they intriguing? Don't they just BEG to be written and explored? One of my next goals has got to be that I finish at least ONE of the myriad of stories that are gasping for life in my computer's memory. Just one...

Smile

2011-02-10T15:44:00.000-08:00

This photo was taken about five years ago and is one of my favorites of my Quiet Man. He's smiling...with TEETH! It makes me smile to see it. This was before a lot of adversity came tromping up to our door, but it was also before four (almost five) little angels came "trailing clouds of glory" to join our little A, too. I have to look at the blessings as well as the challenges. I want 50 more years on earth with this man and all our big & little people, so changes are afoot. There is so MUCH to smile about, if I just stop and remember...

Once Upon a Time...

2011-02-09T10:19:00.001-08:00

Today marks 32 years since I married my sweetheart, my best friend, my Quiet Man. Look at us--young, fresh, hopeful, starry-eyed with dreams and love, ready to step off into the great beyond. We've been through thick and thin, joy and sorrow, heartache and heartbreak, laughter and longing, and all the rest that goes with being a human being. But we've also felt the stirrings of heaven, seen angels in the form of newborn babies, witnessed miracles and tender mercies, and learned what it means to live "happily ever after" in a world that would rather crush you than hug you. Thank you, honey, for standing by me when you could have walked away, for showering me with blessings I didn't deserve, and for keeping an eternal perspective when it was most important. I love you more than words can say, and I love the family that we created all those years ago.

Precious Gifts

2011-02-08T09:55:00.000-08:00

Today, I celebrate the day I received one of the greatest blessings of my life in the Salt Lake LDS Temple...the gift of endowment. I was nineteen, one day away from becoming a wife, naively embarking on a journey that would feel like a roller coaster at times, but innocently believing that love could conquer any and all obstacles. I had my handsome Quiet Man by my side and we were invincible. I remember that I wore a long yellow dress to the temple, symbolic now of the warmth and light I knew I would receive. I remember Aunt Marilyn there with us, and her sweet remark that now I was an official member of the "sweetheart neck & back club". How tenderly God blesses us, teaches us, holds us in His hands. Every time I return to the temple, I am reminded of that February day and how quickly I began to see eternity...

Boy with Guitar

2011-02-07T20:25:00.000-08:00

Sorry to burst anyone's bubble out there, but I have definitely done my share of fan-mania, and not always to the delight of family and friends! Lately, I often have to beg forgiveness from my teenaged girl because I seem to be reverting to my bygone teenybopper stage. For example, didn't like them when I was a silly junior high and high schooler, but NOW I love listening to Michael Jackson and Donny Osmond. And don't even get me started on boys with guitars, especially adorable Aussie Keith Urban and his buddy, Brad Paisley. Sometimes it takes my breath away. So, today, I can honestly say that music is one of my loves, from classical favorites, such as the Mozart "Requiem" to "Start a Band" to "Heal the World." (Thanks to my Quiet Man for recording Keith Urban's performance in the pre-game show at the SuperBowl yesterday--he knew I'd love it! And thanks to J & D for watching "Joseph & The Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat" for FHE with me tonight...) "I'd like to teach the world to sing in perfect harmony..."

Sister Day

2011-02-06T11:40:00.000-08:00

Today, I love my sister, Laura, and wish her the happiest of birthdays. We are four years apart, and that was a lot in our childhood. But, now as an adult, I like to think of her as one of my best friends. We may live far from each other, but I think of her every day and wish her all the best. This OLD picture is of my sweet 17-year old sister and my baby boy on his blessing day. Happy Birthday, "Leona"! I love you muchly! Hopefully this is the year I come visit you (or at least, plan a visit in earnest...)

Just for Jane

2011-02-05T10:17:00.000-08:00

Today, I love--LOVE--my sweet littlest granddaughter! It is her FIRST birthday and we are so blessed to have her in our lives. Since the day she was born, she has been tiny and petite, but BUSY. She just wants to go and do, no matter what it is. She follows her big sisters like she's one of the gang, and she loves to explore, especially kitchen drawers and closets. She doesn't like to sit still long enough to snuggle too often, so we take our hugs and kisses when we can. Happy Birthday, Jane! Grammy loves you with all my heart...

Year of the Rabbit

2011-02-03T13:06:00.000-08:00

Today, I love that it's Chinese New Year! My girl is really into this, so she encouraged me to wear RED today to symbolize good luck, and before she stepped out of the car this morning to go into school, she put a picture of an adorable bunny on her iTouch. I can get into this, too--when I found out I was born in the year of the Boar, I looked up some of the attributes: Whatever they do, they do it with all their strength; they make friends for life; they have a great thirst for knowledge; they are quick-tempered, but hate quarreling and arguments; they are kind to their loved ones; and no matter how hard problems seem to be, they try to work them out. Okay, that pretty much describes me in a lot of ways. I also love that one of my best friends was blessed with two beautiful Chinese babies who are growing into even more beautiful young women. GONG XI FA CAI, everyone, but especially you, Miss Colleen!

Living on Food Storage

2011-02-02T09:59:00.000-08:00

Today, I love food storage, and that somewhere in the last year or so I was smart enough (I like to think it was inspiration) to stock up on things we eat all the time. For the past month, we've been living on a lot of what was already in the pantry/freezer/in boxes and cans on the shelves in the garage. The only things I bought at the store were basically milk, bread, apples, eggs, and ground beef. No fluff. No treats (okay, I did go to Maverick last Saturday and buy 5 candy bars for $2 because I was dying for chocolate, but I shared with my Quiet Man and my girl). This morning, I was finally able to do a normal round of grocery shopping and buy shampoo and paper towels and t.p., along with things like "normal" mayo, yogurt, bananas, and chip dip for the Big Game this weekend. It didn't hurt us at all to go without for a while, and we may have even shed a few pounds. I may not ever have to delve into my 72-hour kit, but it's nice to know that those cases of chili & tuna & rice & soup & fruit cocktail & potato pearls & peanut butter were all well worth it. (PS - that is NOT a picture of my pantry above...yeah, I wish)

Love Month

2011-02-01T09:23:00.000-08:00

Aww, it's February! Starting off cold (weather-wise), but warm (heart-wise). I have lots to be thankful for, lots to make me smile, lots that I love. Maybe this month will reflect that...a daily affirmation of what I love and why. Today it's the fresh, unwritten days of a new month. I've torn off that old page of yesterday and see only the possibilities of today and tomorrow. I LOVE changing calendars! Today those squares full of promise are labeled with birthdays, anniversaries, mini vacations, celebrations, singing, and so much more that will somehow sneak its way into the minutes between awake and asleep. This will be a good month. So let it be written...so let it be done!

Somewhere there is sun...

2011-01-31T16:31:00.000-08:00

Today, as I drove through the gray afternoon to pick up my girl from school, I hit a patch of sun, about ten seconds worth. My first thought was, ahhh, if only I could lay in it; let it soak into my cold fingers and toes, my face, my hair, let it burn through my jeans and turn the world red under my eyelids. Of course, in this last day of January's 30-degree weather, even Mr. Sun couldn't do all that, but the thought was so delicious. I am seriously lacking Vitamin D and it shows everywhere: I'm too white, too cold, too crusty, just like the ice lumps outside my door. Hurry up, Spring...melt me.

Happy Birthday...

2011-01-28T09:39:00.000-08:00

Today would have been my daddy's 72nd birthday. I love this picture (though blurry) in May of 1981 of "Poppa" with his first two grandbabies. Oh, how he loved them all! Oh, how he STILL loves us all. Happy Birthday...thanks for the memories. Did I ever tell you you're my hero? xoxoxo...

Royal Obsession

2011-01-27T20:28:00.000-08:00

Okay, for those of you who REALLY know me, you will understand why I've posted this adorable picture! Ever since Princess Diana appeared on the scene 30 years ago (whoa!), I've been fascinated (and yes, a bit fanatical) about the Royal Family. I got up early that morning in July of 1981 to watch the wedding and followed that poor, sweet girl from that day to now. My life is a little bit intertwined with hers--I, too, was married at 19; our babies (mine-C, hers-W) were born just a few months apart; and the day she died, I was at the family cabin and sobbed all night long in disbelief. Now, here is her handsome, GOOD son, getting married (at last!) to the girl he loves. I can see Diana, beaming at them! I watched the interview they gave to the BBC, and when William said that they like to "have a good giggle" together, I was smitten all over again. I'm sure I'll be getting up early again to see THIS royal wedding, too, and crying a little to think how much his mum would have loved the party.

Toffee Heaven

2011-01-26T09:17:00.000-08:00

A year ago, my son introduced me to Garden Gate English Toffee, and I am hooked! As you can see above, I am down to my last two pieces (yes, they really are that gigantic!) They are the best I've ever tasted--and believe me, I've tried more than my share. They are NOT cheap, either, and can only be found at Christmastime in a charming little candy shop in SLC. I've been good to only eat a piece--or even a BITE--a day, just to make them last a little longer. The end is now in sight for another year (sigh)...

Be careful what you pray for...

2011-01-21T09:00:00.000-08:00

Yesterday, after my glorious trip to the temple, I came home to a swamp-load of jobs to be transcribed. Now, don't get me wrong--I LOVE my job. I have a zero commute (unless you count shuffling down the hall in my slippers) and free lunches (PB&J, usually) and munching snacks & rotating laundry between calls. But the downside is that no one works--or works very little--during holidays and vacations, including my buddies, the callers on the other end of my earphones. So, November/December, the months when money is at the forefront of the scene, are very, v...e...r...y slow and my paycheck is very small. I've been praying for the work to increase since the first of January, and here it comes! I worked (with the above-mentioned breaks) from 11:30 AM to 10:00 PM yesterday! Awesome. Unfortunately, my body is complaining today. My shoulders are tight, my arms are sore (I tend to type with my whole arm when I'm tired), and I don't think I've warmed up yet (might need to invest in a space heater one of these days). Thanks for the tender mercy, Father! I can't wait to see if today is just as fruitful.

Dreaming

2011-01-19T09:25:00.000-08:00

I am a crazy dreamer, literally. Sometimes I wish I could replay my dreams and watch from the outside in, instead of the other way around. Last night, my dream was, again, pretty fantastical, but the thing that has hung around with me this morning is that I was in my childhood house on Bristol Way in Vegas. There I was, scrounging under the bed in my brother's room for a stray sock, like it was the most natural thing in the world to be there in that spot I haven't been for over 30 years. I saw the same old carpet, the same closet door, the same big window I once smashed with a basketball. Strange how that happens in dreams. Sometimes I'm in Grandma Lillie's basement, with her canning jars full of pickles and peaches and pears; sometimes I'm in Grandma Mary's attic, with the trunks full of Life magazines and celebrity tattlers. Sometimes I'm in the little studio apartment where my Quiet Man and I were newlyweds, where the radiator hissed on cold February nights and we walked through the bedroom to get to the kitchen. Sometimes I'm on 625 West, with the brick fireplace in the master bedroom and a laundry chute cut out of the bottom of the bathroom vanity. Sometimes I'm in Old Greenie, the Idaho farmhouse where I watched President Kennedy's assasination on a black and white TV with my weeping mother. Funny that the tangle of memories takes a step forward when I'm dreaming. Wonder where I'll be tonight--stay tuned.

Rain

2011-01-18T10:15:00.000-08:00

Yesterday, as I sat in my little office, typing away, the room got darker and colder...and then I heard thunder. Thunder in winter is a surprise, a rarity. It drew my attention away from my keyboard and out the window to see a downpour of wild, heavy rain and even a few minutes of hail. The mild day had melted much of our snow, but this rain--this drenching, soaking rain--all but obliterated the patchy snow on the lawn. It only lasted a short time, but it gave me a small taste of spring. I'm not much of a winter person, so this is my first hope that it won't always be cold enough to snow and freeze. Even the sight of green--and MUD--is a good sign. Today is sort of sunny...I think I'll sign off and walk to the mailbox to soak up some Vitamin D. Rain, rain, come again ANY day...

Each New Day

2011-01-17T10:45:00.000-08:00

This post has taken some serious reflection and thought over the past several days since one of my sweet friends suggested it: What ten things did I do right in the past month/weeks/days? I finally came up with ten...
1. I continued some wonderful traditions with my grandchildren, such as gingerbread house decorating and Christmas Eve Grammy time. Precious time spent with five precious blessings!
2. I did my Visiting Teaching, making sure my three sister-friends know that I care about them and love them, no matter what.
3. I did some service for families in our ward/neighborhood to help them through the holiday season. Happily, I shared that service with my Ness, so she could feel the blessings, too.
4. I surprised the tenor section at chorus with a small gift before the holiday break...they were genuinely appreciative (I'm the tenor section monitor, also known as "Mom").
5. I wrote a story for my mom and siblings for Christmas, a fable called "Travelers". It was a labor of love to emphasize the positive characteristics we each bring to our family. It was a joy to write and give away with love.
6. I went to the temple with members of my ward and stake. I didn't ever want to leave...
7. I've "gently" helped my family start regular Family Home Evenings--three weeks in a row!
8. I had two basket parties with Scentsy! It was a good month, thanks to those girls & their friends.
9. I treasured every minute of Christmas music I could. I was sad when the radio stations started playing "noise" again.
10. I helped my sister a couple of times when she was down and feeling hopeless & helpless. I only wish I could have done more.
Whew! that was hard! Everything I wrote, I thought, "but I COULD HAVE..." It's hard to acknowledge the positive and give ourselves a pat on the back. Good thing each new day is a new beginning. What shall I do today?

Girls Night

2011-01-15T09:46:00.000-08:00

Last night, for a few brief hours, we had SIX (7 if you count me) girls under our roof, laughing and having a good time! My poor Quiet Man was outnumbered, but didn't seem to care all that much. My sweet little A-team were here while their mommy & daddy had a date night (the pic above is actually from Christmas--why don't I wear my camera around my neck during these far-too-frequent moments in my life?) and J had invited two darling friends to spend the night with her. We had a "little girl" dinner of chicken nuggets and macaroni & cheese, and then they all played "house" and Wii for a while. I love seeing my J interact with her nieces and her friends. She's animated, happy, and adorable. This morning was waffles and a little Suite Life on TV. It's one of the great blessings of my life to be surrounded by these wonderful girls...

Ah, yes...Almost there

2011-01-14T16:44:00.000-08:00

Scripture Power

2011-01-13T09:19:00.000-08:00

The other day, I learned a truth that verifies "out of the mouth of babes". My sweet girl humbly admitted that reading the scriptures not only feeds her spirit, but helps her "not to get sick", a fact she learned the hard way a few years ago when she spent the summer feeling punk. We tried vitamins, tummy meds, all the outward remedies...but in the end, she believes it was the nightly scripture power that healed her. I will never look at my own feasting on the Word in the same way, for I, too, am better when my day begins with "and it came to pass..."

In many ways, I envy those who served missions and immersed themselves in daily scripture STUDY. Several years ago, when my soul hungered, I went through a couple of study guides and thoroughly loved the seeking and finding that occurred. I need that again. A friend suggested starting at Page 1 of "Preach of My Gospel" and allowing the spirit to teach through this inspired manual. Wonderful. I'm going to do it, along with those daily Centrum Silver vitamins and the teensy Bayer 81mg aspirins.

P.S. Thanks for the kind words, C...I'll work on that "list" for tomorrow's post.

Just Thinking...

2011-01-12T10:40:00.000-08:00

...that I sit at my computer for hours at a time (thanks to my perfect at-home job) and sometimes there are no calls to transcribe...and I really should be using that time to WRITE, since that is my first perfect job/dream/wish. In the last few months, I've got the beginnings to three or four great stories, but no endings...and that's frustrating to a wanna-be writer. Thus, the thought: This may be late in coming--12 days late, in fact--but I'd like to have at least one New Year's Resolution that I can actually keep and see blossom. It may take some rearranging of this "for fun" blog that I only look at once-in-a-blue-moon (and you, too, good reader), but I'm sure my girl(s) can help polish it up and keep it vibrant. There, I'm ready to commit - and try with all my "heart" to spill my kinda boring, kinda old-fashioned, kinda trivial little life into a daily blog. Some of you asked for it, so here goes:
President Thomas S. Monson said, "I have carefully chosen four action-packed objectives for your guidance and eternal joy. They are: Gaze Upward, Look Inward, Reach Outward, and Press Forward. ...Write down your goals and what you plan to do to achieve them. Aim high, for you are capable of eternal blessings." (Ensign, May, 1999) Wow, I should have those objectives tattooed on my forehead! (Where are my sticky notes?) The new year is a time of introspection, and I'll admit mine has been painful. I omit so many good things from my days to satisfy whims and justify laziness. I am half a century old (ugh!) and I feel like such a baby at times. When will I learn? Every year, I resolve to do better, only to fail and fall short. This year--this hopeful 2011--I'm taking eensy-weensy steps. They say two weeks of a daily task can form a habit--I want to prove them right!
This is what I'm working on in January (see, I'm writing it down and making a plan!):
**Daily prayer - How blessed I am to be associated with a group of angelic, spiritual women who pray daily for our neighbor/sisters, and what a blessing it has been to write down their names and speak their names aloud. It is powerful.
**Diligent Family Home Evening - Yes, there are only three of us, but I can't express the SPIRIT we've felt the past two Monday nights as we've opened the scriptures, read inspiring stories, and discussed elements of the Gospel. Wow. (and to think my lazy self wasted precious weeks and months on Monday Night Football...)
**Monthly (at least) temple worship - I live 10 minutes away. What is my excuse? I have time. I have a car. I resolve that every 3rd Thursday morning will see me in the temple. Come join me...
Okay, I can do this. I will do this. Conquer one dragon, move on to the next. I'm definitely a "work in progress"...
Talk to you tomorrow!

Happy Birthday, Nessa-Bess!

2011-01-07T21:10:00.000-08:00

Another birthday yesterday for my growing-up girl! She wanted to go book shopping again...so we splurged! I'm so happy that she likes to read, even if her tastes are more for vampires, mermaids, and fairies right now. Happy Birthday, JEB! I love you to the moon and back!

Merry, Merry!

2010-12-14T10:04:00.000-08:00

Finally got our cards out yesterday! Can you tell this was a FREEZING day? Thanks to my sweet, beautiful family for standing out in the cold without coats just so I could have a precious family picture to mark the end of 2010. Merry Christmas! God bless us, everyone!

So Proud to be Related...and an American!

2010-11-17T09:30:00.000-08:00

These are my awesome, handsome twin cousins (with their half-sister, Annie), James and John Uharriet at Arlington Cemetery for the re-burial of their half-brother, Mitch, who was a veteran of the Vietnam war. I am so proud of my Uharriet family, including my sweet Uncle Ray, who is in a VA home right now. God bless America!...and thank you, guys, for your amazing sacrifice and service for all of us.

Really??

2010-11-09T10:04:00.000-08:00

Not ready for this...but it's here. Okay, so why do I live in snow country again??

Happy Halloween!

2010-10-30T10:05:00.000-07:00

To all my favorite little people--the witch vampire and the witch with boots and the kitty cat and the lady bug and Mr. Incredible--you are my best TREATS! Have a bewitching night!

Coming Soon to Chels & Rob...

2010-10-25T16:00:00.000-07:00

Go, Orange Crush!

2010-10-19T11:01:00.000-07:00

Our soccer boy is now official! He's playing his heart out on Saturday mornings, even though there have been a few 3 year-old meltdowns. But EIGHT goals in one game is pro status in my book! Go, Orange Crush! It's just the beginning of a long career for our own Mr. Sports!

Hearts

2010-09-01T09:25:00.000-07:00

A week ago today, my sweet mommy had open heart surgery. It was a frightening, anxious time for all of us. We each wanted to be there at her side, holding her hand, praying for her broken heart to be healed. Aunt Barbara suggested that we draw a heart in our hands to keep our positive thoughts centered. When I saw 3 year-old Avery that day, she showed me the little pink heart in the middle of her palm. I asked her about it. She simply said, "We're saying our prayers for Nana's heart." We're all saying our prayers and He is listening. Mom is on the road to recovery. Bless her precious heart forever...

Today's Truths

2010-08-25T16:34:00.000-07:00

First Day...Again

2010-08-23T16:32:00.001-07:00

This is my girl at camp this summer, but today was her first day of 8th Grade! Yahoo! Have a fun year, sweetie!

Happy Birthday, Avery!

2010-08-09T13:53:00.000-07:00

Today is little A's big No. 3 birthday! She is adorable. I especially love her VOICE--we have to get a recording of it. When I hear her talk, it makes me giggle. And when she says, "Grammy...", well it melts my heart. Love you, Avery, so much!!

Boy Wonder

2010-07-21T16:51:00.000-07:00

...And he's only THREE!!!

Hot Summer Night

2010-07-10T12:52:00.001-07:00

The 4th of July is really one of my favorite holidays because it is full of tradition: parades, picnics, and of course, fireworks, all with my favorite people. It's also the time when I miss my daddy the most. He was a patriot with a plow, a flag-waving American, a hero to his family. I felt him with us through all the festivities. He loved a good show...

When the Family gets Together...

2010-06-15T10:30:00.000-07:00

When all is said and done, THIS is what I love the most and is most important to my heart... (May 2010)

Summer Begins

2010-06-10T15:45:00.000-07:00

"Borrowed" this great picture of Chels and Olive Lillie at Aunt Anna's wedding reception. Now we know that summer has begun! Weddings, sundresses, soft brown skin, and smiles...

Ancestral Ties

2010-05-17T11:51:00.000-07:00

Just finished reading this great book. Through Dean's family, we are related to Governor William Bradford, yes, THE William Bradford of "Mayflower" and "Plymouth Rock" fame. I'm thinking I should invest in buying this book because of the interesting tidbits about our ancestor; discovered his first wife--sadly alone after leaving her little boy in England and afraid for her husband as he explored the wilderness for the best place to build their village--probably committed suicide by jumping from the moored Mayflower off Cape Cod. But mostly, I was intrigued by the development of the community of Pilgrims that shaped all of New England: their relationship with the Native Indians, their struggles through those first lean years, even the mistakes they made as they first befriended, then alienated their Native brothers and sisters. The book puts William Bradford and his descendants in a good light (thankfully!), so I do believe that they tried their best with what they had. An interesting piece of trivia: "In 2002, it was estimated that there were approximately 35 million descendants of the Mayflower passengers in the United States, which represents roughly 10% of the total U.S. population." ...of which my husband, children, and grandchildren are all a part!

Working on the Future

2010-05-12T10:02:00.000-07:00

My good hubby borrowed a Bobcat and scraped away the hard-as-rock dirt in our unfinished backyard last Saturday as one of the first projects to get the improvements going! On the list are cement pads (patio, trailer pad, trampoline pad, basketball hoop), gardens, trees, grass, and a back fence. Doesn't he look a little like Wall-E? Just trying to make the future real!

Happy "Golden" Birthday, Princess!

2010-04-28T13:35:00.000-07:00

Today is my Chelsea Diana's "golden" birthday--she's 28 on the 28th!! Chels is a beautiful woman, inside and out. She is my best friend and supporter. She is a wonderful mother, a creative and successful business person, and she is kind and caring. What more could a mother ask for? I love you with all my heart, darling girl!

Growing Up

2010-04-10T10:10:00.000-07:00

Look at my little boy...he's a daddy with three beautiful angel-girls! Where has the time gone? Happy Birthday yesterday, Big A! You make me smile...

My Famous Beautiful Friend!

2010-03-22T20:13:00.000-07:00

Sylvia is already famous for her beauty and musical talents (she sings in the wonderful and famed Mormon Tabernacle Choir), but look what she's doing now!! Playing the world-famous organ in the Tabernacle itself! I'm so proud. She looks happy, doesn't she? And why not? Go sister-friend!

Alice, You're Back!

2010-03-08T13:12:00.000-08:00

Saw "Alice" over the weekend. Visually stunning, even if it is all computer-generated. (What isn't these days?)
"Have I gone mad?"
"Well, yes, you're absolutely bonkers. But it's all right...all the best people are, you know."
To all the Mad Hatters in the world with gigantic hearts...

3-yr Olds are the Best!

2010-02-19T16:48:00.000-08:00

Celebrated my adorable (and only) grandson's birthday this past week. When asked what he wanted for his birthday, he would always say, "Chicken nuggets!" Funny guy! I loved getting hugs and playing ball and seeing his cute, happy face. Love you, Bubby!

Awww...

2010-02-11T11:21:00.000-08:00

I admit it...I'm partial to babies. Any size, any kind. (Thanks for the picture, sister baby lover, Cindy...)

Baby Love

2010-02-06T11:53:00.000-08:00

Welcome to the world, baby! This is Aaron and Lindsey's 3rd beautiful daughter, born February 5. Isn't she an angel? We love you already, Jane Addison. Hurry home so we can snuggle you...

Haiti's Hopes

2010-01-23T16:02:00.000-08:00

Almost 2 weeks ago, a terrible earthquake shook the impoverished country of Haiti. We have seen the devastation, the dead, the barely living, and all the hopelessness--but we have also seen the brave spirit of the Haitian people and the charity of people all over the world as help starts to pour in. I am especially awed at the starving, thirsty children who say "thank you" when their rescuers hand them a simple bottle of water and a small packet of food. They are teaching me to be grateful, to be aware of the abundance I have, to be charitable and share that abundance, and to trust in a loving God who always blesses His children, whether directly or through the hands of another.

My Birthday Baby

2010-01-06T15:59:00.001-08:00

My darling baby girl is now a teen. We just spent a delightful day together, and guess what we bought? BOOKS! She is giddy with excitement over her huge stack of brand-new books, and can't wait to dive in. Happy Birthday, sweetheart! I love you to the moon and back...

Christmas Joy

2009-12-29T19:33:00.001-08:00

Nothing makes me happier than time spent with these five beautiful people (and their wonderful parents!). We had a grand Christmas this year. Thanks to our Heavenly Father for all the blessings He pours down upon us! Thanks to our Savior, Jesus Christ, for making it possible for me to live with my family forever and ever... That is the heaven I dream of...

Making Memories

2009-12-08T10:36:00.000-08:00

We made gingerbread houses a couple of weeks ago. The little kids would put one candy on the house, two in their mouths! A and J were quite serious, though. And L got a LOT of help from his good daddy...his was a masterpiece! All 3 were beautiful and unique. Fun times for this Grammy...

Dear Santa...

2009-12-07T09:30:00.000-08:00

My sweet A & A waited in a long line to give Santa their wish list. He'd better get right back to his workshop and get busy! Merry Christmas from the Grammy with the BEST grands ever!

Blessing(s)

2009-11-18T10:31:00.000-08:00

Olive's blessing day a few weeks ago... "Count your many blessings, see what God hath done..."

Happy Halloween!

2009-10-26T14:41:00.000-07:00

How do you like these punkins?? Hope everyone has a wonderful Halloween! We are headed south to the baby's blessing this weekend, so we're excited to be there for all the festivities. Can't wait to kiss these cheeks...

Moved!

2009-10-13T22:00:00.001-07:00

It has been ten days since we moved our little family into a beautiful new home, and I am loving (nearly) every minute! It's a new subdivision, so there are workers and dirt and dust and noise early in the a.m., but other than that, this is our new "heaven on earth." (How many times shall I use the word "new" in this post??) We are happily unpacking boxes, squeezing in what's essential, getting rid of what's not, and living in a little dream world where it's all our very own. We are truly blessed...

Precious Baby

2009-09-23T08:15:00.000-07:00

Announcing my 3rd little granddaughter! She was born on September 14 and is beautiful and healthy! I got to spend a week with Chelsea and this precious little spirit. It was a blessing. Sweet big brother L has had his world tipped upside down, but he is a trooper. As long as he can "play football on the grass", he's happy as a clam. Welcome to the world, Little Olive Lillie!

Scentsy Supports Small Businesses

2009-09-11T08:50:00.000-07:00

At our recent Scentsy convention, we were invited to participate in a wonderful project to bring revenue to family-owned, small businesses in our hometowns. I have taken a pledge to spend $50 on October 12, 2009 at a small business of my choice, and I want to invite YOU to do the same. Scentsy would like to see 100,000 people-plus take this pledge and help our friends & neighbors in this challenging economic time. Go to www.ScentsyContribute.org to check out the details and make the pledge. Together, we can make a difference! Thanks!

August Babies

2009-09-02T21:13:00.001-07:00

Both my sweet little grandgirls celebrated birthdays in August. They make me smile! I love you, A & A! And by the way, my grandGIRL ratio will double in the next 6 months. Grammy can't wait...

Sun Valley, ID

2009-08-19T22:00:00.000-07:00

Yesterday, I sang at the Sun Valley Music Festival with the chorus. Simply speaking, it was awesome. Beautiful scenery, appreciative audiences, inspired music, wonderful friends. No wonder I feel so blessed today. Only God could paint a picture this lovely...

Summer Smiles

2009-07-29T10:46:00.000-07:00

Who could ask for more than water, sunshine, and three adorable smiling faces? "Summertime...and the living is easy..."

Last Day of Kindergarten

2009-07-02T19:33:00.001-07:00

Can't believe my little grand princess is done with Kindergarten! Way to go, sweetheart! I am so proud of you for learning so much this year, especially to READ. You are so smart! I hope your summer is wonderful, and that you love 1st grade just as much as you loved Kindergarten. I love YOU!

Proud to be an American

2009-06-15T21:30:00.000-07:00

Thanks to my friend, Cindy, we rented this AMAZING movie the other day. I had no idea what to expect, but it was one of those things that has changed my life. HBO's "Taking Chance" will make you cry, will make you proud, will make you want to stand up and cheer for the men and women in our armed forces. I loved it. Watch it...and be prepared to be moved.

Celebrations

2009-06-10T17:47:00.000-07:00

It has taken me over a week, but my life is finally coming back to a normal pace after some pretty hefty celebrations. First, my birthday. Not just any birthday, but a BIG birthday. I'm not telling, but anyone reading this probably already knows how many. Doesn't hurt too much so far. And what did I do for this milestone birthday? I sang. Bernstein's "Mass" at Abravanel Hall. Maestro Lockhart's final concert as official music director. Not half bad to share the night with a sold-out audience. My sweet cousin, Bobbie, and her family brought me these beautiful roses. We also celebrated Dean's BD and J's graduation from 6th grade. No, not my baby! How dare she? Summer is upon us, and if the rain quits long enough for a picnic in the park, that's on the agenda. Time to sigh and be grateful for a simpler life...

Toes!

2009-05-13T20:15:00.000-07:00

So, I know I'm not the most savvy person out there, but would you believe I've never had a salon pedicure or manicure before? UNTIL YESTERDAY!! I walked right into that funny little salon where the Chinese ladies were talking 200 mph and got my toesies done. Hooray! It felt marvelous. Soaking in warm bubbly water, getting my nails and cuticles snipped, then the scraping, filing, slathering of lotions and massages (both feet AND legs!) and 30 seconds of painting bright red nail polish (I declined the $3 painted flowers this time...maybe next). I actually had CUTE feet! I wore sandals today, even though it was only 50 degrees outside. This may have to go into the budget now for sure. (CD, I'll be ready to go with you soon!) What's next??? Eyebrow waxing???

Happy Birthday!

2009-04-28T11:49:00.000-07:00

Today is my beautiful Chelsea Diana's birthday! Happy Day, sweetheart! I wish I was there to celebrate with you... I love you and miss you. You are a sweet, talented, creative, loving, beautiful daugher, and I am blessed to have you in my life. Look how cute you were at 5 years old!! You've only become more beautiful and special with each passing year. My wish for you is a year full of happiness, dreams come true, precious gifts, and more blessings than you can count.

Love, Mom

PINK!

2009-04-20T20:13:00.000-07:00

Chelsea's ultrasound was today...and we're getting a GIRL!! Yipeeeeee! Time to shop for PINK!

Easter Blessings

2009-04-11T15:30:00.000-07:00

This picture was taken for Easter in 1978 of me and my siblings. I am 18, Troy is 17, Laura is 15, Patti is almost 12, and Dionne is 6. Wow, what a bunch of cute young things! Happy Easter to all...may our hearts be full of gratitude for the blessing of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, as we celebrate His sacrifice for our sakes. "I stand all amazed at the love Jesus offers me..."

Happy Birthday, Son-shine!

2009-04-09T08:26:00.000-07:00

Today we celebrate 29 years since our family of two became three. Two seconds after birth, Aaron looked at me with those same big brown eyes, and I was hopelessly in love. He was an angel baby, a curious & delightful little boy, a caring & obedient teenager, a faithful missionary, and is now a wonderful, loving husband, dad, and provider. Happy Birthday, Aaron. I count my blessings every day that I was chosen to be your mom. You have made my life rich and full of joy. I love you!

Come, Spring!

2009-03-30T21:33:00.000-07:00

Spring is the Period

Express from God.

Among the other seasons

Himself abide,

But during March and April

None stir abroad

Without a cordial interview

With God.

-Emily Dickinson

Sunshine on a Cloudy Day

2009-03-10T21:15:00.000-07:00

When I get feeling a little blah about the snow outside (yes, in March!) and the freezing temps, I only have to look at these four faces to feel warm inside! These are my rays of sunshine. They keep me going when I just want to crawl in bed and disappear. Can't think of anywhere I'd rather be than right where they are...

Guess What??

2009-02-25T10:51:00.000-08:00

Yep, L is going to get a sibling in September!! We are so excited! Grammy-hood is the BEST!

Happy (Belated) Birthday, Cute Boy!

2009-02-18T22:14:00.000-08:00

This is one of my favorite pictures of my little grandson. His facial expression just warms my heart! He celebrated his 2nd birthday on Monday, and we were able to be there to share his birthday cake and presents. He is a great little guy, and we love him so much. Happy Birthday, sweetheart, from your Grammy...

Happy Anniversary

2009-02-09T09:57:00.000-08:00

February 9, 1979: Young, adorable, naive, ready to do all/be all, dreaming of our eternal family.

Look at us now, 30 years later. Our family has grown to ten. We've had successes and failures,

great joy and heartache, laughter and tears. The temple is the symbol of our dreams.

We will be together forever. We count our blessings...and know that they are endless.

Happy Anniversary, honey.

I Love My Job!

2009-02-05T09:26:00.000-08:00

Okay, how many people do you know who can say that??
I currently work part-time for a company called Voice2insight as a transcriptionist. I cannot tell you how blessed I feel to have this job. My office is downstairs in my home, so my commute time is about 3 seconds and eight steps. I am usually dressed in my fuzzy slippers and my comfy jeans. No one cares if I have makeup on or not. I don't have to talk to a soul, and if I need help I can "jabber" (chat) instantly with the folks at the office. The best part are the people whose voices come over my headset. They come from all across the country (and Canada) and from all different types of companies--manufacturers, financial planners, the medical field, sales, travel, etc. I definitely have my favorites: John, from a chemical company, who spells out every word (how else would I know how to spell ethoxylates and oleic acids); Adam, from a manufacturing company, who makes me laugh by talking more about his sister's boyfriend than the sales report he's filing; George, a financial planner, who never fails to say "thank you very much, transcriptionist"; Amy, a pharmaceuticals rep, who enunciates every syllable and speaks clearly; Jaime, who tells me when he wants a new paragraph; Virginia, a sales rep, who giggles when she makes a mistake and usually has music on in the background; Lance, who puts on a funny Texan accent when he gives the locations of his sales calls; and Kelly, who works right here in my home state. And then there are those who drive me bonkers because they talk too fast, too soft, never spell names or unfamiliar words (we do have a glossary, thank goodness), don't follow the report outlines, forget to tell me where the business is located (when there are 100 listings with the same name), and so on. There are times when I cringe to hear how much a client has lost in the stock market, or how business is dead for a residential contractor, or how the only interest shown to a busy salesman in a Lunch & Learn presentation was in the lunch; but other times I cheer when a big sale is made or a school is being retrofitted with energy savings lighting or 200 people showed up at the booth at a conference. All in all, it's a treat to sit at my computer and see a familiar name come up on the screen and hear his or her voice in my head before they even start to speak--they've become that familiar to me. And it doesn't hurt that I'm making more per hour than I have at any other job, and that my company is always quick to compliment and make me feel valued. How lucky can I be? Believe me, I know.

History Buff

2009-01-22T12:50:00.000-08:00

I know I lag behind when it comes to the movies or television shows REALLY worth watching, but I just finished watching the seven-part HBO series of "John Adams", and I am changed. I rented all three discs and watched in the comfort of my warm home and recliner, but the effects of this wonderful dramatization haunt me, with pride and with regret. Thank heavens we had men like John Adams to stand up for freedom, to sacrifice so dearly, to never give up even when it would have been easier to go back to his farm and his family. I regret that John Adams has not been more fairly judged--why don't we have his image on any of our coins or paper money? Why is his name skimmed over when we honor the rest of the noble men of the Continental Congress, like Thomas Jefferson and George Washington? It is said that Thomas Jefferson and John Adams were the "pen and the voice" of the Declaration of Independence. Why have I never heard that phrase before? I was aware of John and Abigail's great love for each other before watching this series, but could not have imagined how closely they confided together as true partners. I applaud David McCullough for writing such an amazing account of an amazing man in our country's history. It was made even more pronounced to me as I watched our modern-day inauguration last Tuesday of President Barack Obama. Everything in our nation's history--the fight for independence, the pursuit of religious freedom, the emancipation from slavery, the declaration of unalienable rights--all show God's hand in preparing this land for the Gospel of Jesus Christ, and the reign of His Son someday upon the earth again. God bless men and women like John and Abigail Adams, and may we never forget their legacy.

January 6 - Happy 12th Birthday, Baby Girl!

2009-01-05T19:51:00.000-08:00

Two weeks old and still only five pounds...

Nearly 12--look at those beautiful eyes!

Okay, I get all emotional thinking about what was happening in my life 12 years ago...

12 years ago, I was waiting in a hospital bed for my sweet baby girl to be born, even though she wasn't due for another 4 or 5 weeks. Her due date was February 3, 1997, and on December 26, 1996, my water broke. By the morning of Monday, January 6, I had already spent 12 days in the hospital, waiting for her little lungs to develop enough for her to be born without complications. A was 16, C was 14, and they had just gone back to school after the holiday break. I told the doctor to wait until school let out to start the C-section. We were all scared and excited. She was born at 5:05 p.m., and weighed 5 lbs. 3 oz. She was so tiny. There were a few complications with fluid in her lungs and her inability to eat (her doctor said that she wasn't eating enough to keep a fly alive!), so she didn't come home until a week later. But she was such a precious baby. Our miracle baby! 12 years later, she is still our miracle. She is beautiful, funny, quiet, loyal, and smart. I count my blessings every day that this child came into our lives and family. I can't believe she is already 12. Where did that time go? She keeps me young, makes me laugh (and cry), gives me love, and shares her world every day. I love you dearly, NessaBess. Happy Birthday...

New Traditions

2008-12-29T18:58:00.001-08:00

I have a new "Grammy Date" tradition! On Christmas Eve, I took my little grand girls to Kangeroo Zoo! (Thank heavens J came, too--she was the one who ran up and down the slides carrying our littlest A girl!) It was the funnest place. There are 8 big bouncy blow-up toys that the kids can climb up, slide down, jump on to their heart's content. Big sister A thought she would be scared of the bigger toys, but she was soon jumping and sliding with the rest of the big kids. Little A thought she was pretty cool, too, but I think she liked the drinking fountain the best. This is a new tradition that I just love! Hopefully, it gives mommy and daddy a few hours on Christmas Eve day to get "things" in order, and the time to me was so precious. We spent two hours at the "zoo", then had lunch with French fries and ice cream cones, and then had some playing time at Grammy's house. The time sped by, and I could honestly say that I loved every second! My only regret was that my grand boy wasn't there, too. (He was on the road, on his way to my house!) Next time! Wheeee....

The Best Day of the Year...

2008-12-24T08:04:00.000-08:00

Merry Christmas-Eve! This is my favorite day of the year. Now that I'm older, I just want the day to go on and on and on. The shopping is done, the family is gathering, everyone is excited and happy...it's simply the best. I like to imagine I'm there in Bethlehem, seeing the star and kneeling before the manger, to worship my Lord and King, the Holy Christ Child. God Bless Us Everyone!

It's That Time of Year...

2008-12-16T20:57:00.000-08:00

Couldn't resist these adorable snowmen! And since we have real live icy-cold snow outside on our lawn, it must be the season! I wrapped presents today. I think J was wondering if there would be any to open or not. This year, I've had to be very creative with our gift-giving. The packages may be sparse, but I think they're going to be more specific to what everyone truly needs or wants. Above all, I hope family togetherness will be the best gift--I know that's all I want! Counting down...

Tribute

2008-12-10T09:19:00.000-08:00

My dear father-in-law, Calvin, passed away November 29, 2008. He had suffered a stroke two days before Thanksgiving, and had come home early Saturday afternoon to spend his last hours in the place he had lived for over 50 years. He was a good, kind, gentle man, a bricklayer by trade, having put his handiwork into many, MANY buildings, homes, and churches in this valley. He loved his sweet wife, Janice, and couldn't wait to be with her again. He missed her so much. He and Janice raised four boys, and taught them to work hard and play even harder. They instilled a love of nature in their family, and spent many wonderful vacations at fishing holes, mountain campgrounds, spacious lakes, and blooming deserts. They loved to be with their friends, and had a schedule for dinners out, temple sessions, and game nights. (The day of the stroke, a dinner engagement had to be canceled.) They adored their grandchildren and great-grands. It was the highlight of their day to have a visit--watching the little ones play was more entertaining than any movie or television. We knew we were loved...and we hope they know now how much we will always love them.
I owe them both so much.
I will miss them.

Thankful!

2008-11-26T11:19:00.000-08:00

I borrowed the cute picture from C--thanks, honey!

Tomorrow is the big T-day, and I have to say "thank you":

...for life

...for a beautiful family

...for health (even when it's wishful thinking)

...for this great and glorious earth

...for liberty

...for brave and noble ancestors

...for the gospel of Jesus Christ, a beacon in my life

...for blessings too numerous to comprehend

...for music and laughter

...for sweet and caring friends

...for the knowledge I hold dear that this life is just the beginning of eternity.

Have a wonderful Thanksgiving. God bless us all.

Christmas Music

2008-11-18T08:43:00.001-08:00

I love Christmas music! It is like a lullaby to my soul. I never believed one month was long enough to enjoy the music of the season, so I'm grateful that some of the radio stations around here start playing it the day after HALLOWEEN! Yippee! One of my friends made a post about her favorite Christmas music, and as I read it I kept nodding my head: "Yep, like that one; oooh, love that one; oh yeah, that's one of my faves, too!" So, here's my own (incomplete) list of just SOME of my favorites...there are really too many to mention:

Breath of Heaven--Amy Grant
The First Noel--Mormon Tabernacle Choir
The Messiah--sung by the Utah Symphony Chorus, of course!
Mary, Did You Know--Donny Osmond
Grown-Up Christmas List--Amy Grant
Let Him In from "The Forgotten Christmas Carols"
Merry Christmas, Darling--The Carpenters
White Christmas--Bing Crosby
The Christmas Song ("Chestnuts...")--Nat King Cole
Jingle Bells--Barbra Streisand
The Best Gift--Barbra Streisand
The Grinch--Boris Karloff
Twelve Days of Christmas--John Denver & The Muppets
When Joseph Went to Bethlehem--Primary Kids
He Wasn't His Child--Sawyer Brown
Where Are You Christmas--Faith Hill
Believe--Josh Groban
Away in a Manger--Mormon Tabernacle Choir
Still, Still, Still
The Carol of the Bells
The Prayer of the Children--Kurt Bestor
It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year--Andy Williams
The Gift--Jim Brickman
One Small Child
Welcome to Our World--Amy Grant

Okay, I could go on and on. Do you have a favorite?
(Special thanks to my sweet C for adding some of these favorites to my music playlist...you're the best, honey!)

Maxine Does It Again!

2008-11-14T22:19:00.000-08:00

Well????

Family Matters

2008-11-11T11:47:00.001-08:00

Wahoo, look at us! Aren't we a cute bunch? We were so lucky to go to Pasco for Mr. JPB's baptism a few weeks ago. (He's the handsome one right in the middle!) We enjoyed beautiful scenery, warm family fun, maid service at a nice hotel, lots of hugs and kisses, and above all, confirmation of what is truly important in this world: FAMILY and the LOVE OF GOD in our lives. Each soul is unique, each soul is valuable to our Heavenly Father. Way to go, JP...you took a big step in following Jesus. He loves you...and so do I.

VOTE!

2008-11-04T09:22:00.001-08:00

Only in America--land of the free, home of the brave--are we privileged to use our God-given right to let our voices be heard!! I am only one, but I may be the one that changes something bad in the world to something good. Let Freedom Reign!

Primary is the Greatest Place on Earth

2008-10-27T21:21:00.000-07:00

Yesterday was our ward's Sacrament Meeting Presentation by the Primary on the year's theme of "I am a Child of God". We've practiced hard all year, we've rehearsed and memorized, and here it was time to present. Our meeting is first thing in the morning, so I was busily collecting pictures and notes before heading to the chapel. The bishopric counselor over the Primary met me in the hall with a funny look on his face. "So," he says not-so-casually, "did you know Sister Lifferth of the General Primary Presidency is in the congregation?" Not realizing that he had said "General", I said, "Oh, yes, you mean Sister McLean, the Stake Primary president?" "No," he said. "I mean General, as in 'top of the class', 'head of it all', right up there with the General Authorities!" I think I said, "Holy Cow!" Is that bad to say in church where one of the General Primary presidency may hear you?? Yes, there she was, sitting next to an awestruck Stake Primary member, in her adorable tailored suit (can you even be a member of the General Auxiliaries if you don't own a tailored suit?). Our program was precious, as I knew it would be. The children were reverent, happy, assertive, courageous, beautiful, angelic, eager, and well prepared. I cried as they sang, "If the Savior Stood Beside Me", because He was there, standing beside them. I got goosebumps as one of our Young Women played her violin to "I Love to See the Temple". I couldn't stop smiling when some of the priests came up to sing "Called To Serve" with our older boys. I just wanted to hug them all and kiss the tops of their adorable heads. Dear Sister Lifferth came up to me after the meeting ended, and with arms outstretched, gave me a big hug. She was gushing with compliments. What a sweet woman! She said it was one of the best programs she has ever seen or heard...and I'm sure she's seen her share of them! It was one of those epiphany moments, where you wish someone was engraving your feelings and emotions on a gold tablet to remember forever. I was so incredibly proud of my kids, and I felt such an overwhelming love for everyone in Primary, from the tiniest nursery baby to their leaders to the music people to the teachers to my wonderful presidency to every single child. How blessed am I! I've got the greatest calling in the world!