Thursday, March 23, 2017

Campaign Posters

Stockton worked on his posters for a long time. He has to get them approved by 7:45 tomorrow morning. He sent a text of his designs to Mr. Packer just before 10:00. I think they turned out great. We still need to get them printed somewhere.
Posters/hand held signs
 Shirt design

Wednesday, March 22, 2017

Numb Mouth

I had my cavities filled today. Luckily Fabrizio was the one to do it. As he was sticking the needle in my mouth he said, "I wish your brother was doing this part." When he got his hand out of my mouth I said I would have kicked him! I did not like that at all. My lips and tongue was numb for several hours. My bottom lip felt really dry. I kept trying to lick it but it felt like I couldn't get my tongue to work. I looked in the mirror and my tongue was halfway to my chin, I couldn't even feel it! I tried to drink water out of my water bottle, kind of a straw thing. Didn't work out so well.

We had a tree guy come and look at pruning our apple trees. They were supposed to come at 8:00 this morning, but didn't show up. I called at 10:00 and left a voice mail. He called back. He felt so bad. He remembered talking to me, but the appointment didn't get into the system. He came over at 7:00 tonight. He was really nice. It is going to be expensive, but the tree branches are out of control and we don't want our trees to die. They are going to come and do the trimming on April 6.

Tuesday, March 21, 2017

Officially Running

Well, he did it folks. Stockton turned in all his paperwork to run for a student body officer. He picked attorney general, because that is what Mike was when he went to Alta. Stockton had to get letters of recommendations, teacher recommendations, report card, write an essay, create a platform and most hilarious to me - make posters announcing the inauguration assembly. Clever. Especially clever to have them make a poster before the candidates get whittled down next week.
Stockton's platform
 Inauguration poster, obviously
Stockton got official letters of recommendation from Mike Masters and Nate Wixom. They wrote nice things about him. Stockton's essay was hilarious, especially the last paragraph. The last paragraph was asking them to come up with an assembly activity. This was Stockton's:

Students could be given the chance to participate through a new assembly activity. Two volunteers from each class could be selected from the audience to participate in a high-fiving competition as part of the spirit bowl. Hyping up such a simple activity would generate school spirit. The participants are placed at each end of the basketball court, and once the audience is silent, the students begin to run toward each other. All the pressure rides on a single instant of delivery. Once the high five is executed, the respective class erupts in cheer, and faculty members act as judges through score cards. The top ranking classes receive the most points, and school spirit is created in a comical fashion.

Monday, March 20, 2017

Tiny Fly

Jorja was worried about lunch today, so I talked her into letting me check her out. I haven't had lunch with her for a long time and it was the first day of Spring! I talked Jorja into going to Blue Lemon instead of Leatherbys. I didn't know if I could find anything to eat at Leatherbys. Too bad Jorja found a fly in her hamburger! It was a tiny fly, a gnat really; but Jorja wouldn't touch her food after that! Jorja said today had gone better than she expected. She learned she could stand on her own and be okay. What a great thing to learn! I was happy for her because she really didn't want to go to school today. After lunch we went to Seagull Book, DI, and the library. Jorja was able to find the book she needed for English class. I dropped her back at school to finish her day, ran home to get Stockton's diving bag, and was able to make it to Stockton's school just in time. Yay!

Preston didn't have scouts today because of pack meeting on Thursday, so he came to diving today. We did the double diving switch, so I was at BYU for a long time. I'm getting anxious for my exercise/eating challenge to end. The class ends on Saturday, but he said the weigh ins will probably be Wednesday or Thursday. I can't wait! I registered Stockton for all five of his AP classes today. Well, not for his classes, but for the tests. He has had such a hard year. He has done great though. Stockton studies really hard. I am so proud of him.

Sunday, March 19, 2017

Back Home

We had a short trip to the cabin. We cleaned up this morning and headed home. We stopped by 11:00 church in Afton on the way. Jorja was sad. Katlyn told her yesterday that they needed a break from each other. I tried to get ahold of Katlyn's mom so I could let her know Jorja wouldn't be coming to church, but I couldn't reach her. I just sent her a text. I asked Matt and Sam if they could drop Jorja off at home before they went to church. Hailey's family picked Jorja up and took her to their ward. Hailey was speaking in sacrament meeting, so that worked out well. I talked to Jorja for a long time tonight. She'll be okay. I'm sure she and Katlyn will be okay in about a week, still it's hard. Middle school is not fun.

Saturday, March 18, 2017

Got the Snowmobile

Mike and I left early this morning to go pick up a snowmobile from the shop. Mike dropped it off at Christmas time and it was finally (hopefully) repaired. It was hard getting it on the trailer, but we managed. The snowmobile and the trailer and now both safely tucked away in the cabin garage. It was nice when that task was over, I'm glad we got it done right away. 

The rest of the day was spent playing games and homework. Well, Stockton was doing homework. I helped Preston come up with his speech for the wax museum on Friday. He is going to be Nathan Hale. Stockton worked on homework most of the day. He had a lot of history to do. Mike, Preston and I played games. Preston won Starfarers of Catan. That was fun. He was very famous.
We also played Preston's pirate legacy game he got for Christmas. We started it for real today. It was a lot less confusing when we were able to really play. I didn't do well, but it was fun. Preston is anxious to play it again.

Friday, March 17, 2017

No Parking

Wow! What a day! We planned on going to the cabin today. Yesterday Jorja found out that her first softball practice of the season would be on Saturday. She didn't want to miss that. Also, Katlyn is going to be singing in sacrament meeting and she wanted to watch her. We agreed to let her stay home. She is going to sleep at Matt and Sam's house. I texted Katlyn's mom and she said it would be great for Jorja to go to church with them and she would bring her back when they were done. Yay!

I totally forgot about volunteering in Preston's class. I had lunch plans with my cousins. I texted them and we were able to push back lunch until noon. Still, I was late. To make matters worse, an NCAA basketball game was going on AND so was Comic Con! There was no parking anywhere! I usually park in the City Creek parking garage. I drove around that thing for a half an hour looking for a spot. Several other cars were doing the same thing. I finally gave up and found a parking meter a few blocks away. I ran all the way to Blue Lemon and were able to see Heather and Jordyn for a few minutes. I had asked them to get their food. Jordyn wanted to know if they could buy my lunch. I told her no. I wasn't 100% positive I would find anywhere to park. Anyways, I'm glad I saw them for a few minutes. Jordyn had to leave after a bit - tax season. I was able to talk to Heather for a little longer. It is so nice. I LOVE my cousins!

On the way home I was getting texts from Jorja asking if she could go to a friends after school. I could only look at the texts at lights. When I realized that I never met this friend before I texted, "I'd rather you just come home. Only because I'm going to be out of town. I'd rather meet her first before you go to her house or before she is over when we're gone. Sorry." Jorja sent a text back and called right when I walked in the door. I handed the phone to Mike because I really needed to go to the bathroom. Mike told her she could go to the friends. I was so mad! Jorja and I texted back and forth for awhile. Jorja was confused because Dad said yes. I was confused because I didn't realize she was asking him the same thing I already told her no for. Another one of my texts, "It is super stressful for me to not know where you are. I agreed to let you stay, but I don't like it. I don't want to be worried that you are dead in a ditch somewhere. Let's be honest, how many times have you made plans with your friends and then I have to pick you up anyway? Remember the last time you went to Classic?"Anyways, we ended up compromising. I talked to Kiyara's mom on the phone for awhile. She promised me she wouldn't murder Jorja. I let her know that I couldn't be a backup to get them. Kiyara's mom was really nice and probably thought I was a crazy person.

Our drive to the cabin was uneventful - yay! We made it around 10:00. Preston was cute working on Mike's laptop the entire way. He did RPG maker and played Geometry Dash. Made the trip go fast for him!
I always, always, always love being at the cabin. Today is no exception. It is so nice here! It doesn't look like we will be able to sled though. Lots of snow, but lots of dirt. Oh well, it will be nice anyway.

Thursday, March 16, 2017

Heritage Park

I dropped Stockton off at BYU, then came straight home. Mike brought Preston and took both of the boys home. I had a Relief Society activity that I wanted to go to. We went to "This is the Place" at Heritage Park. Sister Madson works there. She dresses up as a pioneer and tells their story. She did great and it was fun to see her. Afterwords we went to the Beehive House where they had fresh bread and jam. I skipped out on that and went straight to the quilt and lace exhibit. The first quilt I saw was hilarious. I ran down to get the Bradley girls to see.
Here are a few other random quilts I took a picture of.
 This one is not old, but I liked it.
I rode both ways with Megan Bradley. She brought her daughters Zoe, Quinn, and Georgia with her. It was fun to talk with them. I love that family!

Wednesday, March 15, 2017

Bowling Flop

I went to the dentist this morning and have two, maybe three cavities. Boo! I switched dentist awhile back and I haven't been too happy. I switched because Mike's (my brother) friend moved up here to work. He seems great, the problem is . . . I don't get to see him! Every time I have scheduled an appointment, they stick me with a random dentist. The first time I caught it. When the dentist came in I asked if he was Fabrizio. He wasn't. This time the doctor came in so fast. I don't really know Fabrizio, so I couldn't recognize him. Once the dentist had his hands in my mouth I noticed his jacket said Dibbles. I didn't know what to do then. To top it all off, the dental hygienist is creepy. He's not doing anything wrong, but for some reason he creeps me out. He takes forever, explaining everything. I'm sure some people like that, and some of what he says is interesting; but it is annoying when I spend one hour with him and less than five with the actual dentist. I think what creeps me out most is he touches my shoulder. I don't know why that bothers me, but it does. He touches it like we are good friends and are sharing in on a joke. I'm just thinking I want to get out of here as soon as possible. I had this guy last time. When I went to set up the next appointment I told him I wanted it with Fabrizio. He said, "He doesn't work on the days that I do." Silently I was cheering inside. I said, "That's okay. I'm only here to see Fabrizio." Anyways. Today I had Todd and NOT Fabrizio. I had to schedule my cavity fixing appointment. I told Todd I wanted it with Fabrizio and that Fabrizio was the only reason I was here. I told him my brother asked me to go to him. He has now made note of it on several computer screens so hopefully they will see. It seems to me that the hygentists just grab whatever dentist is walking by. If the dentists are paid by commission, that doesn't seem really fair. At least he will get the commission for my cavities that I am not happy about. I have never had this many cavities before. I have only had one cavity in my life. All of a sudden when I am going to this new office I have THREE cavities! Coincidence? I wonder . . . 

I took Preston to diving today. He tried to do a front flip. He has been able to do these before, but not with the proper technique. He practiced for a bit in the water before they brought him on the board. Here are his two attempts. (On a side note, I have no idea why the video hasn't been working on blogger. I don't know if it is just my computer, or everyones. BOO!)
First attempt = back flop
Preston's coach told him it was okay, and that everyones second attempt always goes better.
Second attempt = belly flop
Preston was a little sad. He tried so hard not to cry. I told him he could pick anywhere to eat. He wanted Little Caesars. He sat with a cheese pizza box on his lap all the way home from Provo. He was eating pizza on the way too.

While we were gone, Mike took Stockton bowling. They had a great time. Stockton won the first game and Mike won the second. Funny how Mike only took a picture of the score on the second game. Although I would take a picture if I scored 155!
 2nd game

Tuesday, March 14, 2017

Pi Day

I love pi day! Except when I am doing a no sugar, no dairy, no grain challenge. Dang it! I did buy pizza, chocolate pie and lemon meringue pie for the rest of the family. I didn't have anything note worthy. Mike and I did go out to lunch though. I had wanted to go to this fish place that I drive by all the time. We met there only to find a sign on the door saying they had closed for good. Instead we went to Village Inn. I saw several people walk up to the door, so I'm guessing this was a recent closing.

Mike helped Preston 3-D print a pi pencil holder. It has the digits of pi around the cup. Turned out really cute. Preston loves it.
Stockton went to a Young Mens service project and Jorja did a service scavenger hunt. Jorja and Ebony vacuumed our front porch. Nice.

Monday, March 13, 2017


So this happened yesterday . . .
I'm going to Virginia to see my brothers! I haven't asked them yet, so hopefully they are okay with it. I saw a cheep flight deal that was expiring in ten minutes. It was way too late to call my brothers. I had been looking at flights for awhile, so I just jumped. Hopefully Brett and Rachel don't mind that I am crashing their anniversary. Also, I really wanted to go to a baseball game with my brothers. There is only one game while I'm there and it is on a Tuesday. I forgot that John has to go to work and he lives two hours away! Dang it! Well, it will be fun no matter what happens.

Sunday, March 12, 2017

Sabbath Eggs

Wow! Today was a crazy, busy day. Mike made crepes in the morning. We decorated Easter Eggs. Maysen loves to decorate eggs and we haven't done it for years! I always hated boiling the eggs. Well, now the Instant Pot makes it so easy. This is the last time Maysen will be home before Easter, so we decided to do it today. The kids had great fun. I'm glad we did this.
Maysen, Stockton, Jorja, Mike, Preston
 Maysen, Stockton, Jorja
 My kids are so creative. I think these are all Stockton's.
I spent the morning preparing for my primary lesson. After we finished the eggs, I hurried to choir practice, we were singing in sacrament meeting. I also gave a talk today. I'm tired. Luckily Mike took Maysen back to Logan for me. I wasn't up to the drive, especially since I need to get up at 4:15 tomorrow and today was daylight savings! Anyway, my talk went really well. Afterwords the Bishop shook my hand and said, "Wonderful talk. Your delivery, the things you said, everything was great. I want you to know I agree with everything you said." He was shaking my hand this entire time, but for some reason I was a bit worried where he was leading. I said, "But?...." He laughed and said, "No 'but', it was great." Whew! I was a little nervous for a bit. I actually had my entire talk written, which I don't usually do. I read parts, like the story of the blind man my dad told at my Aunt Sue's funeral. I can't write like he does! When it came to the personal stories, I didn't use my notes, so it might not be word for word. I do wish I had copies of some of my other talks, especially the one on the sacrament. Our Bishop in Georgia was very big on giving talks without notes, so that is what I did back there. Anyway, I write my kids talks on here, so it is only fair I put this one here too. Who knows, I might want to look back and read it someday. The cool beggar story is word for word by my dad from my Aunt Sue's funeral. The Sabbath day traditions in Christ's time I got from The Mortal Messiah by Bruce R. McConkie. Anyway, here it is.....

There once was a beggar in one of the narrow streets of Jerusalem. He had been blind from his birth. As Jesus approached, he lifted up his cup in hopes of receiving a coin. Jesus knelt down beside him and the beggar again lifted his cup, waiting for the tinkle of the coin in his cup. Instead Jesus spits in the dirt. Over and over again he spit in the dirt until he has a handful of mud. He then takes the mud and rubs it in the beggar's eyes. I'm sure the beggar was startled. He asks for a coin and he gets mud in the eyes. Then he hears a gentle voice say: "Go, wash your eyes in the pool of Siloam." From all appearances, he had every right to be angry. Mud smeared in his eyes. Why should he have to go and wash it off? He didn't put it there. It took quite an effort for this beggar to leave his post and feel his way to the pool of Siloam. He could have refused. He could have cursed this stranger for this insult, for this abuse, for this slap in the face with a fist full of mud. But he didn't. Instead, the record says, he did as he was told, he was humbly obedient, and it says he came back seeing. (John 9:1-7) He asks for a coin, he receives his vision.

All of us are beggars with tin cups before the Lord. In our blindness, we pray for coins. If we can just hear the tinkle of the coin in our cups we'll be happy. But the Lord sometimes seemingly ignores our prayers and pleadings. Instead, the Lord spits on the ground and he rubs mud in our face. We are offended. We asked for a coin and is this any way to answer? Then the gentle voice, without apology, says: "Go, wash your eyes in the pool Siloam." But we don't want to. It takes a great effort to obey this command, and why should we, anyway, when we have been treated so unfairly? But, if we are humble, we will be obedient. And if we are obedient, we will come back seeing.

A person with mud in his face may say that he is through with God. "Look what I get for my efforts," he says. "I want coins, I get mud." And so, in his pride, he may ignore the simple commands of the Lord, and in so doing, remains forever blind.

I was blessed to be raised by a master teacher. One who was able to make the scriptures come alive and relatable to my own life. This story of the blind man is my favorite of all of my father's teachings. I think about it often. I think about it when I ask for my coins. I think about it when mud has been smeared in my eyes. But mostly, I think about how this story relates to the principle of obedience.

A few weeks ago I was asked to share my thoughts on the Sabbath day. Naturally I have been thinking a lot about different teachings from my father. When Christ was on the earth, Sabbath day observance was strictly enforced. With the punishment being death. The problem was the Sabbath day was no longer enforced by God's laws, but it was enforced using the laws of man.

For example:

  • You could not set a broken bone because no healing was to be done. A plaster might be worn if it was to prevent the wound from getting worse, but not to heal it.
  • You could not light a fire to cook with because that was too much like work.
  • You could not put out a fire if it was burning down your house because again, work.
  • You could eat an egg that was laid by your chicken if it was your only chicken and was not used for laying but for fattening. Then it would be like a pet dropped something. If you had ore than one chicken it would be like you were in the poultry business and all your eggs would need to be thrown away.
  • You could not tie shoes because that takes two hands, but you could untie them because that takes only one.
  • You could spit on the road or rocks, but you could not spit on dirt because that would be watering the ground and something might grow.
  • You could not walk through a garden or field because seeds might fall to the ground and that would be planting.
  • You could not visit a synagogue in a neighboring tow because you were only allowed to travel 2,000 cubits from your property. But, you could tie a rope between houses so all the houses would be considered part of your property. Or, on Friday you could put food for two meals 2,000 cubits away and declare that part of your dwelling, then you could go 2,000 cubits farther.
  • You could not write two letters because that might make a word. You could not write a letter on a corner of each wall or on two leaves of a writing tablet, because they might be read together. You could write in sand or dust because the writing wouldn't remain. You could write if your hand was turned upside down. You could write with your foot, or your mouth, or your elbow.
  • If you threw an object in the air and caught it with the same hand that was a sin. If you caught it with the other hand, that was debatable. If you caught it in your mouth and ate it that was okay because the object no longer existed.  ----On and on with these rules.
It is quite obvious to all of us in this room that these were man-made laws. Christ really irritated the Pharisees by breaking these laws. He walked through fields with his disciples and plucked corn. He healed on the Sabbath and even asked a man he healed to take up his bed. That was forbidden. You were not allowed to carry anything heavier than a fig. The blind man I talked about earlier was healed on the Sabbath. Not only that, but Christ spit in the dirt to make the clay to rub in the poor man's eyes. We need to be careful to not be like the Pharisees and have the Sabbath day ruled by lists of dos and don'ts.

I now struggle with my memory. It is quite maddening. When I think back to my time in Young Womens I have a few memories. I remember that I adored the Young Womens president. I remember that I was not liked by the girls in my ward, that was made abundantly clear on several occasions. I only remember one lesson. It was the Sunday before the AP tests and I had three AP classes. I was scared, stressed and overwhelmed. I brought flashcards to class and was quietly looking at them in the back of the classroom. The class was being substituted by the Young Women president's husband, who happened to be a member of the bishopric. He noticed what I was doing and called me out on it. Granted, I should to have been studying during class and i would be extremely annoyed with my girls if they did that to me. Luckily I have only taught angels, so I didn't have to worry about that. Anyway, this bishopric member announced to everyone that I was breaking the Sabbath. I was kind of confused because I thought he had every right to admonish me for studying in class,s but I thought breaking the Sabbath was a stretch. He then asked me questions about my date the night before until he found out I came home after midnight. Again, he announced to everyone that I had broken the Sabbath because I was out too late the night before. I don't remember everything he said to me, but I do remember that I left that classroom in tears and completely humiliated. How sad that this is my main memory of my class experience in Young Womens. At church our job is to teach and to guide, not to belittle and condemn.

Our family moved from Georgia several years ago. While we were there we talked a lot about keeping the Sabbath day holy. We were living in an area where we had different values than the people around us. It was common for birthday parties to be held on Sunday. Shortly after we moved here, Jorja invited Audrey to church with us. She must have been 8 or 9 years old at the time. As we were walking home that Sunday, Audrey asked if she could come over and play. I automatically responded with, "Oh sweetie, Sunday is our family day, but you are welcome to come over another day." Audrey just smiled and I watched her skip away. I stood there stunned. I thought, "This precious child just spent three hours of her free time at church with us. She has no brothers or sisters to play with at home and I told her she couldn't come over?" I felt like I was a Pharisee. I was following a to-do list for Sunday activities, to pausing to find out what Heavenly Father would want me to do. I decided then and there that as far as Audrey was concerned, she would be considered a part of our family on the Sabbath day.

My favorite story of keeping the Sabbath day holy was told to me by my dad's cousin, Chris. My dad was very close to his cousins growing up, despite them living in California and not being members of the church. Chris was extremely involved in competitive soccer. One year they had a really good team and Chris was sure they would win the championship. Their best player happened to be LDS. She did not play on Sunday. Christ was aware of our customs and allowed her to miss the Sunday games. When the brackets for the biggest tournament of the year were posted, Chris realized the play-in game for the championship was going to be on Sunday. Chris was 100% convinced they would lose without their star player. He was also 100% convinced they would win if she did play. Before this Sunday game Chris talked to her. He said, "I want you to ask your parents if you can play in Sundays game. If you are willing to do this for me, I will go to your church with you for three months." Chris laughed as he told this to me and said, "I don't know where those words came from, they just came out of my mouth!" The girl played. They won. They won the championship. Chris went to church every Sunday for three months, and even wore a tie.

I love the gospel. One of the things I love most about this gospel is everything is individualized. You take the sacrament as an individual, you get baptized as an individual. It makes sense that keeping the Sabbath day holy is an individual responsibility. What Heavenly Father requires of me might be different than what he requires of you. Not everything in this world is black and white. Steve Young, a well known football player, struggled with his decision to play football on Sunday. Much good has come with him as an ambassador for the church. I believe that Heavenly Father is pleased with physicians who give their time to care for the physically wounded, because illness and injury sure don't worry about the Sabbath day. I remember Brother Gordon Kimball saying to me once that the members of the church use Sabbath day observance and the principle of modesty more to judge other members than to show their devotion to Christ. We need to be kind. We need to be humble and prayerfully ponder and ask Heavenly Father what we can do to best show him our devotion, love and thankfulness on the Sabbath day; then have the courage to follow through with our inspiration.

I love this quote by Neal A. Maxwell.

The submission of one's will is really the only uniquely personal thing we have to place on God's altar. The many other things we "give" are actually the things He has already given or loaned to us. However, when you and I finally submit ourselves, by letting our individual wills be swallowed up in God's will, then we re really giving something to Him! It is the only possession which is truly ours to give.

Saturday, March 11, 2017

Pictures in the Dark

Jorja and her friends went out to eat at Chuck-A-Rama today. She wanted her friends to come over after, but I wouldn't let her. It is daylight savings tomorrow and we want to decorate Easter eggs before church. Our plan was to decorate them tonight, but Jorja really wanted to go to dinner with her friends. The compromise was she had to come home early. Pretty sweet deal for her. Anyway, here are the pictures Jorja took yesterday. The first one is my favorite. It's funny because it looks like it was taken the same time as the two below, but it wasn't. I just like it, so I put it first.
 Jorja & Allison
 Jorja & Hailey
 Jorja, Hailey, Allison, Katlyn
 Jorja, Hailey, Katlyn, Allison
 Hailey, Jorja, Katlyn, Allison
 Jorja, Hailey, Allison, Katlyn
 No idea what is going on here, pretty sure they crashed.
 Jorja, Hailey, Allison, Katlyn
 Hailey & Katlyn
 Jorja & Katlyn
 Jorja & Katlyn's nose
 Jorja & Katlyn
 Hailey & Allison
Maysen and I ran errands today. We did her laser hair appointment, which she didn't like. We sent packages, which she liked. We spent a lot of time looking at possible classes for next year. Registration is a few weeks away. Yikes!

Friday, March 10, 2017


I went and picked up Maysen from school. I took her shopping and was able to get more peanut butter for me. I love their fresh crushed peanut butter. I was even able to crush it myself this time. We went out to eat at IHOP then headed home. I was starting to get really tired. I even pulled off the road to sleep for ten minutes, but I couldn't find a good area. Luckily just pulling off of the road was able to wake me up. Maysen talked to me the rest of the way home. We talked about writing projects she is hoping to work on during the summer. I asked her if she was planning on getting a summer job. We decided that she should have writing be her job. She is planning on spending eight hours a day, five days a week working on her projects. Hopefully it will be a productive summer for her!

Stockton and Jorja were making cookies when I got home. They smelled delicious! I am looking forward to the end of my no-sugar challenge!
Stockton also brought home a packet to run for student government. He wants to run for Attorney General, because that is what Mike did at this same high school. I am excited for him. I think it will be a great experience if he wins and it will be a great experience if he doesn't win. It is good to get out of our comfort zones.

Jorja had Katlyn, Hailey and Allison over tonight. They were taking random pictures with the nice camera. I guess I should have put some of them on here. I think I'll save them for another day. The camera is downstairs in Jorja's room and sometimes it is a pain to get the pictures off......

Thursday, March 9, 2017

Mona Mae's Handprints

It was really dark when I went to wake up Stockton this morning. I had to laugh at Preston. It was funny trying to take the picture, because I couldn't see anything. I love him.
I went to my dad's house so he could help me get some ideas for my talk. Well, actually I knew what I wanted to talk about, I just feel better talking with my dad so I don't accidentally say anything untrue. I left with this paper.
I went straight to help the lady in our stake move. I was thinking, "Every time I specifically carve out time to work on my talk I get asked to help with this move. Hopefully Heavenly Father will help me A LOT on my talk, because I think I'm going to need it! I left at lunchtime and went to Becky's house. She had a fancy lunch for a lot of the neighbors. It was delicious. Becky is amazing. She is always doing nice things for other people. I wish I could be more like her, but that sounds like too much work. :)

Stockton and Preston both had diving today. I took Stockton down and worked on my talk while he dove. Stockton talked to me about his theater pantomime he performed today. Stockton and Gavin did a circus routine. Apparently it was awesome. I wish he had been able to record it. They do backflips off a pretend teeterboard. Stockton stands on Gavin's shoulders for a bit. Gavin 'hurts' his leg, so while he is limping, on the last backflip Stockton takes Gavin by the leg and throws him over. So glad they didn't get hurt!

Mike brought Preston down to Provo. Once they got here, I left and went to Sherry's house. She was doing handprints for Sunni's new baby. I met Sunni and Zach there. They brought little Mona Mae. I was excited for Sherry to hear their name. Mike and Sherry have an aunt that they call 'Crazy Aunt Mona'. Crazy in a good way.
Zach, Mona & Sherry
 Sunni, Zach, Mona & Sherry
 I also got to pick up Collin's handprints. Now John and Cassie have a complete set. Yay!

Wednesday, March 8, 2017

Nothing Much

My exercise class was so hard today. I felt so sick by the time I got home. I haven't felt that way after exercising in a long time. I went over early this morning to help someone in our stake move. I don't know her, but her parents are in my ward. I don't really know them either. Anyways, I ended up staying about three hours. Jorja had to stay after school today to practice for her violin competition tomorrow. I picked her up and then went straight with Preston to diving. Long day, I was pretty exhausted by the time we got home.

Tuesday, March 7, 2017

Grandma Parry's Rolls

Sunday, on my Grandma Parry's birthday, my cousin Rozie posted a picture of Grandma's rolls that she had made. I remember my grandma always making these rolls. I remember helping her cut them out with Mason jar lids. I remember her putting a small slice of hard butter inside. They were delicious. Rachel asked for a copy of the recipe and Rozie posted this. Brooke commented and said, "Grandma would always cut them with a a pint sized mason jar size lid... Place a small tab of butter in the center then fold them in half over the butter so they would raise and look just like Rozie's picture. I noticed the recipe said roll out as desired and thought you might like to know how she did it." Too bad I don't have Rozie's picture.
I asked about when the raise step was. Rozie had mentioned that Grandma used to raise them in the fridge overnight. Rozie said, "I let them raise for a few hours before rolling them out AND after cutting them with a mason jar. Usually, I let them raise the 2nd time while I am at church. I think Grandma put them in the fridge overnight after using the mason jar lid so all she would do is take them out first thing in the morning to raise. Jackie would be the one to know exactly how Grandma made them.

Jackie said, "She would let the dough rise in a bowl and then punch it down (I remember the punch down because sometimes she let me do it. :) ) Then she would cut them out and put them in the fridge and pull them out the next morning and let them rise again. I have actually made them in the morning and cut them out, then let them rise just once. They aren't quite as fluffy but still pretty dang good. :)"

I just took a screen shot of the recipe, so I'm going to leave it with an awkward photo, I'll have to make these sometime soon. Preferably when I can have sugar and flour again!

Monday, March 6, 2017

Salt Lake Community College

Mike had the day off of work today. He has been working such long hours recently that he decided to stay home today. It was so nice! We worked on getting the computer room back under control. It isn't perfect, but it is a lot better!

Stockton received his letter where he was officially admitted to Salt Lake Community College for their early enrollment program. Stockton laughed because many of his senior friends were talking about how they got admitted to BYU over the weekend. Here he gets admitted to a community college. Still, it will be great to graduate from high school with a college associates degree!

I still love the nails Jorja did for me. I love looking at my thumb nails. I tried getting a picture of them but then discovered that thumbs look weird by themselves.

Sunday, March 5, 2017

Almost Twenty-three

We had dinner with Bubs, Matt and their families. My dad didn't come this time because he went to dinner with Cathy's family. We had hamburgers. Bubs brought fudge and Matt brought brownies. I was sad to be doing no sugar right then! It was a pretty peaceful, delicious day. It started snowing when Matt went out to the storage unit to get baby clothes for Gregory. He ended that pretty quickly. He is going to try for a day without snow. One more month and we will have a new cousin! The girls are still ahead of the boys in our family, but not by much. This will make thirteen girls and ten boys. Brett's family pretty much gave it to the girls. Good thing they are adorable!

Saturday, March 4, 2017

Bird Nails

As soon as I got back from my exercise class Mike, Stockton and I headed to Gayle's to help clean out her house. Gayle had asked the bishop if anyone could help again. He told her no, that it was too dangerous. That's weird, so a widow needs to do it herself? This time there was only Gayle, my dad, Matt, Mike, Stockton and I to fill up her dumpster. And fill it up we did. While we were there someone was moving into the house next door and a lot of people from the ward came over to help them. Awkward. After we left we went to Arby's to lunch. Mike, Stockton and I had our food and were sitting down to eat. I took a cup to get water and walked around the isle thing and saw my dad and Gayle. I causally said, "Hi Dad." He was surprised and it made me laugh.

Jorja did my nails today. She did such a great job. She had asked me if she could do them, but I was in the middle of something and wasn't free for about an hour. I didn't realize that she had already painted some on her stamp. She tried her best to put them on my nails, but they had kind of dried up. Lately she has gotten the stamp on the stamper and then colored the stamp with a toothpick. She then puts a clear coat over the area. She will pick it up with tweezers and lay it on the nail. It is then filed down, but she doesn't have a great file, so it is kind of hard. Her creation didn't want to stay down because it had dried too long. On my thumbs and the leaf pointer finger she tried stamping it after it was colored without putting a clear coat over it. She said that none of the videos she has watched does it that way. We didn't think it would work, but it turned out so much better! It was amazing! I love it. You can tell the difference in my thumbs verses the rest of my fingers. Jorja is getting pretty good at this nail painting gig.
Jordyn wanted a picture of the plate Jorja used. This is the one she used on all of my nails. I'm glad she figured out an easier way to get multiple colors. I think she will have fun with this!

Friday, March 3, 2017

Three Rock Families

I had the last book club with Preston for the book Fuzzy Mud. Preston wanted me to bring strawberry jam sandwiches, so I did. Josh had asked if I would bring Dunford donuts, so I brought those too. Book club was fun. I hope I get to do it again. They are reading a biography next and doing a wax museum. Hopefully we can do a book club after that and hopefully I get picked as a parent volunteer. There were a lot of different rock poems outside his teachers door. Here is Preston's.
Stockton went to a circus performance with Gavin. He went with his family super early. Stockton and Gavin were hoping to work on their pantomime for a bit before the performance. Jorja was a little sad today. She was hoping to watch a movie with her friends, but it didn't work out. We talked her into watching a movie with us. She had to watch a movie about a hero's quest and do a paper on it. I tried to get her to do The Lion King, but she went with Mike's suggestion of A Knight's Quest. I didn't remember seeing the movie before. Mike said I had seen it four times and I had slept through it four times. I did pretty good staying awake today. I think I only slept through fifteen minutes or so. Much better than the other times.