Our End of the Rainbow

Tracy Hits the Big Time

2012-01-15T23:35:00.003-07:00

I'm so excited to make this post. The February edition of In Style magazine featured a sample of Tracy's work from her Lily Gene business of online prints. Paul and I went to stores every day this week waiting for the February edition to arrive. Paul found it on Thursday, and we couldn't wait to tell Tracy we had it.

The magazine featured one of her most popular items, which is an outline of a country (or state), offered in a wide choice of colors, with a heart (or star) marking whatever city the buyer selects. The article was titled Passion Show and suggested a variety of romantic gifts for Valentine's Day.

The next time you're at the store, stop by the magazine aisle and look for this cover.

The display is on pages 218 and 219. Her print is on the top of the right page.

Here is the United Kingdom print. In Style selected the colors.

The description is brief but directs potential customers to her online shop.

Congratulations, Tracy!

Bravo Broadway Dancing and Romancing

2012-01-14T14:40:00.005-07:00

Paul planned an evening of dining and culture. We drove to Salt Lake City and had dinner at a quaint Italian restaurant, Caffe Molise. The cafe had live music from this little jazz band called, Double Helix. One of its best features was a talented saxophonist that set a perfect mood for the evening.

From the restaurant, we walked to Abravanel Hall, home to the Utah Symphony. The night's performance was a tribute to some of the great Broadway composers and included singers and dancers. An added bonus came when the conductor, Jerry Steichen, announced that President Henry B. Eyring, First Counselor in the First Presidency of the Church, was in the audience and who stood to be recognized. The Church is one of the hall's Millennium Sponsors and was this concert's sponsor.

I took this shot before the performance began.

During intermission, Paul pointed out the beautiful view from the hall of the historic Salt Lake Temple.

Paul took this picture of me with the enormous artwork of blown glass which sits in the lobby of the Abravanel Hall.

Christmas lights are still displayed on the grounds. I liked them there. (It's just in my home that I like to take them down promptly after Christmas.)

Thanks, Paul. You're right, I was staying home too much.

One of the most delightful highlights of the evening was running into a former high school classmate, Wendy Steorts Martin. I could have recognized her anywhere. She is timeless. So good to see you, Wendy.

Mini Reunion with Cousin Stephanie

2012-01-12T14:16:00.001-07:00

Paul's cousin, Stephanie, came to visit from Newport Beach. She was surprised there was no snow (cancel the skiing trip), but enjoyed connecting with relatives. We hosted a dinner with Stephanie, Aunt Dorothy (Paul's father's brother's wife), her daughter Sandy, as well as Victor and Lynda, and Gigi and Tony. As circumstance would have it, I had a Relief Society planning meeting that evening which started 15 minutes before the dinner party. After setting things up and giving Paul meticulous instructions, he did a great job of hosting. Gigi agreed to be the "kitchen manager" in my absence. Thank you!

This is a combination of siblings and cousins: Gigi, Victor, Stephanie, Paul, and Sandy

Aunt Dorothy is probably the best cook I've ever met. In her younger years (she's a proud 93), she prepared a sumptuous Thanksgiving dinner for 2 dozen people. When it was time to eat, her kitchen was spotless because she cleaned as she cooked. Paul made his signature marinated pork loins, and I prepared apple dumplings. Aunt Dorothy was complimentary and, coming from her, I was quite flattered.

Victor and Paul, likewise, expressed appreciation for their lovable aunt.

Stephanie, thanks for providing an excuse for a fun evening.

Ringing in the New Year

2011-12-31T14:00:00.001-07:00

About 2 miles down the road is an old church that was sold and converted to a reception center, so we accepted an invitation to join the new owner's New Year's Eve party.

It began with some dance instruction. They were just simple steps which were easy to learn and a lot of fun to do.

We sat with friends, Ken and Barbara (yep, that's Ken and Barbie).

The live band was excellent. They encouraged couples over 50 to participate in a dance contest. I honestly don't know what possesses Paul to think that we can do just about anything. We had, after all, a cumulative lifetime total of 30 minutes of dance instruction completed that evening. I was adamant about not getting up from my table, but then the emcee said all participants would receive free tickets to the Valentine's Sweetheart Ball. I'm such a sucker for a freebee. If they had awarded a prize for the couple who laughed the most, I think we would have won.

We vowed to take more dance lessons and maybe even win a contest (perhaps if we're the only participants).

Happy New Year's to my hubby!

Sunset of Another Year

2011-12-30T13:55:00.001-07:00

Instead of picturing a year's ending as the old man of Father Time, I prefer to think of it as a beautiful sunset of another year of memories.

As you can see, there's not a speck of snow that typically enhances Utah Valley's beauty.

Thanks for the memories.

Packing Up the Decor

2011-12-29T13:47:00.001-07:00

Christmas is a magical time of year, but when it's over, all the decorations lose their enchantment for me. My mother used to leave the decorations up until New Year's Day. I tried that a few decades ago, but after the children started school, it seemed like it took until March to put everything away.

Paul groans when I take down the decorations, but I simply can't stand to have them up after Christmas is over. It was a birthday present to myself to spend the day putting away the decor. One new year's resolution will definitely be to recruit help putting that gigantic nativity box on the top shelf. The box and I nearly toppled off the ladder together.

Until next year . . . .

Another Year Older

2011-12-28T13:10:00.002-07:00

When said I was exhausted from the trip to Florida, Tracy reminded me that the more exhausted I was from a trip was an indicator of how much fun I had. It's true, it was a blast. Paul and I are faced with the hard truth that we're just not as young as we used to be.

For my birthday, we went to dinner at La Jolla Groves (a reminder of our La Jolla honeymoon over 39 years ago). When we came home, we got cozy in these pajamas that our son and his family gave us on the Florida trip. (Since my husband and son are both named Paul [my decision 36+ years ago], it creates a challenge when referring to one of them in this blog.)

Paul liked his because they were comfortable without any frills. Mine were comfortable too, but more than that, the print is Disney elegance. Whenever I wear them, I'll think of the memorable week in Florida with our son's family.

Wearing our new pajamas, we decided to pose with some gifts we got from our kids across the country.

Truthfully, the exciting thing about this picture is that I finally learned how to operate the timer. I set the camera, ran back to Paul, and tried to look composed. Naturally, I didn't post the one where I fell over him on the way.

Would Santa Find Us?

2011-12-24T16:39:00.000-07:00

Lily worried that without a Christmas tree, being away from home, and celebrating Christmas on Christmas Eve that Santa may have trouble finding us. She hung this sign from the ceiling and made a circular nest of pillows in anticipation of presents.

Very clear instructions, wouldn't you say?

Full sleeper pajamas with feet are hard to find, so Jack was especially happy with this gift.

Paul is pleased with a new shirt.

Hmmm, I think my grandson has the same taste as my son.

What granddaughter wouldn't be thankful for glittery hair dye and spray (temporary), glitter nail polish, and false eyelashes?

Eva emerged from her bathroom hair spa to give me a hug.

Jack laughed throughout the movie, Uncle Buck with John Candy and especially enjoyed the scene where Uncle Buck threatens a punk with a hatchet. This hatchet from his grandparents is intended for Scouts and camping.

Here is the Grandfather/Granddaughter team of wild ride enthusiasts.

It was an atypical but wonderful Christmas celebration.

To Paul, Stacy, and the kids: Thanks for a memorable Christmas vacation!

Round Three at a Theme Park

2011-12-23T16:22:00.002-07:00

For Friday, the kids and parents elected to return to the Magic Kingdom. Paul and I chose the Epcot Center.

Here is a traditional Pere Noel (French Santa Clause).

Nothing like a pagan gargoyle to bring in the Christmas Spirit.

This acrobat stacked chair upon chair. After every chair, I took another picture because I thought he was finished.

Finally! It made me too nervous to see him get down.

I love to listen to carols sung by those in period attire. These were among the best I had ever heard.

Best of all, they appeared to love performing!

These guys didn't have an ounce of fat on them. Surprisingly, they didn't jump to position, but slowly and steadily lifted and leaned. Incredible strength!

He dropped her a couple of times at the start, but she was graceful and unflappable.

At the end of a performance of Christmas carols and scripture narratives, we saw a fireworks show with a floating world globe. It was an experience that made you feel great about being a member of the human race.

Perfect way to end the day.

We nearly had to drag ourselves back to the hotel. We thought the days of relaxation in between would prevent exhaustion. It's hard to admit you're simply getting old.

Another Day to Relax

2011-12-22T15:47:00.002-07:00

It's proof that you're a die hard Harry Potter fan if you're willing to pay $15 for a chocolate frog.

Jack challenged his dad to a game of ping pong.

Paul and Stacy played miniature golf with Eva.

Jack and Lily joined Grandma and Grandpa for a game. It's a pretty safe bet just about anyone can beat me.

Eva enjoyed a short diversion on a nearby playground.

What responsible adult would let a child hold an alligator?

No problem if the gator's mouth is taped shut.

Of course, Lily jumped at the chance to hold a reptile. These kids must have their dad's genes.

We went to bed early because the next day would be another theme park.

Celebrating at Universal Studios

2011-12-21T14:55:00.010-07:00

Wednesday found us back at a theme park. This time it was Universal Studios.

Lily wanted to ensure she enjoyed the day and decided the best way to get around the park would be to share a stroller with Eva. Her dad told her that a single stroller was $14 to rent, but a double would be $24. She emphatically said she would pay the $10 difference. A staff member said it would be no problem, brought out the double stroller and said, "That will be $14." Congratulations, Lily! Thanks to a compassionate staff member, you could save your money and energy for concessions and those riotous rides!

Nothing like starting the day on the Incredible Hulk. It should be a red flag when you're buckled down securely enough to endure a tornado. After the ride, we took Eva so Stacy could ride. Grandpa's expression says it all.

Stacy and Paul boarded together.

Now Stacy's expression says it all.

Lily and her grandpa entered the world of Harry Potter.

Lily didn't even hesitate to stand in line for 90 minutes to board Hogsmeade's most famous ride.

Of all the crummy luck! Sweet, little Eva started to run a fever and asked her dad to take her back to the hotel.

We sat on the ground to be entertained by a frog choir.

The frogs croaked along accompanied by an amazing human choir.

Using Great Grandma's Christmas money to purchase this wizard's wand, Jack said his trip was complete.

Jurassic Park didn't make these kids even flinch.

A few hours after Paul and Eva headed out, we learned they were still in the park. Eva had a rebound! She had endured all the scary rides but felt much more comfortable in Seuss Landing.

The only thing better than Suess Landing was Suess Landing at Christmas time.

The picture of energy spent to the max.

Seasons Greetings from the Magic Kingdom

2011-12-20T14:11:00.000-07:00

Paul's family left Virginia in search of a pesky elf who snatched their Christmas presents. The chase led them to Disney World in Orlando! The last clue given to the kids was that they could expect 2 visitors to join them on this escapade. Paul and I were especially thankful that they were excited to learn that we were the 2 visitors.

To start the first day of vacation, we unwrapped Disney T-shirts for all of us. A surprise to all of us was Jack's shirt matched his Grandpa's.

Monday, off we go to the Magic Kingdom. Main Street dancers entertained us.

Paul's family took a minute to pose.

I'm not sure if Lily closed her eyes to shield them from the sun or because she was so excited. I found out the reason. This girl is the biggest 9-yr. old dare devil I've ever seen. The scarier, wilder, body rattling the ride, the better! Space Mountain took my breath away -- Lily's too. When it was over, she exhaled and said, "That was awesome!" She and I got soaked (not splashed) on Splash Mountain. Paul/Grandpa took us back to the hotel. Lily quickly changed and was ready to return. I went to bed.

Tuesday was supposed to be a day of relaxation. Jack has the idea.

Quickly, Jack and Lily went at each other with the help of their dad and grandpa.

Lily's not going down easily.

Eva and Lily wanted to take a relaxing bubble bath. Clearly, Lily is still in fighting mode.

Flocking Together

2011-12-17T13:56:00.000-07:00

One test of a home's insulation is to see if birds gather together to enjoy the warmth from heat escaping through the rooftop. This is my neighbor's house.

At least they're not roasting chestnuts on an open fire.

Bailed Out Again by Tracy

2011-12-16T12:09:00.004-07:00

For the second time, I was assigned to provide advertising posters for the upcoming Stake Relief Society Women's Conference/ Humanitarian Project. This time, the presidency knew full well I'm not good at creating posters, but also knew that my talented daughter is great at it. The last poster took her just a few minutes, but this one included much more detail. Here is what she produced.

Tracy, you are amazing! Thank you so much.

Christmas Dinner Party: Take Three

2011-12-08T21:07:00.005-07:00

After Monday's Empty Nesters' Christmas Dinner Party, and Wednesday's Christmas Dinner and Devotional at another ward, I still had the opportunity to attend my own ward's Relief Society Christmas Dinner party. It's the holidays, so bring on the fat and calories! I was asked to decorate one of the tables for 6 people. After Monday's dinner for 40, this was a piece of cake. I was happy to do it although I didn't volunteer because I thought people may have already seen quite enough of my table settings.

Here is my table. I didn't even have to bring a tablecloth.

There were 9 tables total. My tiny tree is to the left of the tree on the right. That's right. It's too short to see.

The food was simple but wonderful.

My friend, Mellanie, conducted and asked everyone to share a favorite Christmas tradition.

I thought about saying my favorite memory was eating my brother's Christmas orange (even though I don't remember since I was ONLY 2 YEARS OLD)! I reconsidered because it has caused him bitter memories for all of these years. Instead, I said that when my kids were small, we went to my brother's house and played toy musical instruments while his (then) wife strummed along on her guitar. Nine years ago, I tried to recreate that tradition and bought a couple different sets of toy musical instruments. My little children were now adults with spouses. When the song began (no guitar so we played a CD), my kids and their spouses played their instruments as fast and as loud as they possibly could each trying to be the most obnoxious. The reed blew out of the kazoo on the first song. One son-in-law nearly fainted from blowing so hard on a harmonica. The tambourine was punched through. The triangle was slammed (rather than pinged) with intense force. What a disaster! Funny though, it is still one of my favorite memories.

Dinner and Devotional

2011-12-07T15:09:00.003-07:00

A ward Relief Society extended invitations for its Christmas Dinner and Devotional to members of the Stake Relief Society Presidency. I was honored and excited to attend. When I arrived, I learned that we had reserved seats in a prime location to see the speakers and presentation. The speakers were Liz Lemon Swindle and Susan Easton Black, two very renown and talented women in the Church. They sat right next to me and I got to know a little more about them.

Susan Easton Black has taught Religion at BYU for 36 years and written over 120 books. Liz Lemon Swindle is a talented artist who, among many things, was commissioned to go to Africa and create art portraying Jesus Christ with children in the area. Sis. Black gave some lesser known insights into the political and cultural environment during the time of the Savior's birth. Sis. Swindle showed video clips of actors/models used to depict various Biblical scenes directly followed by the resulting painting. I had never experienced anything like it. Some of the art included Peter and John running (likely toward the empty tomb), Jesus reaching for Peter as he sank into the water, the woman and her accusers waiting while Jesus wrote in the sand, Jesus holding children, and so many more.

Even more than from carols or bell choirs, I felt the Christmas Spirit throughout the evening. What an incredible experience.

Sis. Liz Lemon Swindle

Sis. Swindle in front of a mural sketched by a woman in the ward.

Sis. Swindle posed with the artist who sketched the mural. It took her only a couple of hours to compete!

Sis. Susan Easton Black

Thank you Cedar Hills 16th ward for a truly inspiring evening.

Reservations for 40, please!

2011-12-05T21:43:00.001-07:00

For the 4th year in a row, we hosted the Empty Nesters Christmas Dinner Party. The first couple of years, around 25 people came. Last year, it was closer to 30. This year, it reached 40 people. Some make this the only Empty Nester event they attend all year.

On Wednesday, I started putting up Christmas decorations and finished on Friday. Paul and I set up tables on Saturday. I spent the rest of the day ironing tablecloths and napkins. By Sunday, I began setting tables with centerpieces, dishes, silverware, glasses, salt and pepper shakers, butter dishes, and napkins. On Monday, the day of the party, I prepared my food assignments (the event is potluck so I didn't have to cook very much), folded napkins, and selected candles.

During those days of preparation, I kept wondering if it was all worth it. I asked myself if it is wise to spend the better part of a week preparing for a dinner party that would last a few hours. Several times each day, I called my mom to get her input on coordinating various centerpieces with respective tablecloths. She loves it. I'm amazed at how she can visualize the table decor and offer suggestions from her mental images. I could barely grasp it standing right in front of the tables. There were 6 tables to decorate. The living room had 2 tables for 6, the library and entry each had a table for 6, my kitchen table expanded to seat 10, and I set an additional small table for 4 near the door to the balcony. That totals seating for 38. After hosting so many dinners, I'm well aware that some people have to cancel at the last minute. I was right. Two couples had to cancel, so only 36 dined together leaving 2 vacant seats.

True to form, I didn't get as many pictures as I had planned (e.g. none in the kitchen). Nevertheless, I took a few. Guests were asked to put their place cards at the table and seat of their choice. Main dishes, side dishes, and rolls went on the kitchen counter. I set up a salad table in the walkway from the living room to the garage. Desserts went in the laundry room with the dessert plates and forks. After dinner, we moved the salads to the laundry room and placed the desserts on the salad table.

Paul gave a welcome and offered a prayer and some instructions before we got started.

These guests sat at the table in the entry.

This is one of the tables in the living room.

Here's the second living room table.

Some of these guests choose to eat in the library every year. The lighting is soft but not nearly as dark as it appears in this picture. My home teacher (sitting at the end) selects this spot every year because he enjoys being near the fireplace.

One lady told me in all seriousness, "Diane, we should do this 3 or even 4 times a year because people really like it." I just chuckled rather than say, "Are you freaking kidding me???" Paul later reminded me that she was just commenting on how she enjoys these dinners.

After dinner, we read through my Christmas program. People didn't lose their places very often, but I'm still surprised that the year the youth read it, not one person missed a part. Paul was my stand-in narrator. After the program, we had a brief Christmas carol sing-a-long. My friend, Kathy, brought her music and played beautifully. Her talent is impressive and adds much to the ambiance of the celebration.

After the program, and by popular request, we held an impromptu bell choir. My friend, Bob, created the sheet music, and I added the note letters underscored with the respective color of each bell. What could be simpler? You don't have to read music. Just play your bell when you see your color. The first group to play looks pretty serious. The music was comical.

Kathy tried to instruct the second group, and they sounded better.

When Paul got up to play, he announced that his group would be the "all stars." No lack of confidence there! We could almost tell which carol they played!

The three women I played with all sing in the ward choir, so I was in good company.

This last group was painful to listen to and looked like they might be more relaxed getting root canals!

It was a delightful evening with great food, fun activities, and wonderful friends. Thank you for helping to bring on the Christmas Spirit!

What, No Tree?

2011-12-04T13:40:00.003-07:00

Time for Christmas decorations! I don't have room for a tree upstairs (not unless I limit the number of dinner guests), so my tree goes downstairs. Actually, my tree won't be out this year until Wendy tells me she and her family are on the way to Utah for a visit. Jake's schedule is unpredictable, so I don't want to decorate downstairs unless house guests come.

This post is mainly for my mother who, after asking about descriptive details of my holiday decor, still wants to see the pictures. Since decorating does not come easily to me, I refer to past pictures, make some slight adjustments, and don't think about what goes where.

My favorite nativity scene. I don't recall reading about any of the wise men riding into Palestine on an elephant, but I still like the representation.

Millie Cheesman commissioned an artist to create this scene emphasizing Joseph's profound love for Mary.

Another favorite nativity scene. Paul wants me to cut off the angel's wings, but I like the representation.

Did I overdo on creche displays?

Tracy gave me the idea of decorating these archways with cranberry garland.

The first year, one came crashing down, but Paul found a way to secure them.

I can never remember where all of this stuff goes on the bookcase. Hence, reference the photo.

There is a new candle in the centerpiece since Paul decided to light it last year. Fortunately, I extinguished it before the whole thing melted. Display only.

The entry is a little light on decor because we have to move things quickly when accommodating a large crowd to set up the table after guests arrive.

The plastic base of this little tree began to split. Paul drilled many tiny holes on each side of the split, and I laced it up with green wire.

Way to go, Paul! It looks great.

It's a little light on decorations in the library, but I include a few since guests dine there at a large party.

Of course, I have some "deer" friends.

Quaint village in the snow.

This church and vintage cars belonged to my dad.

I don't have too many Santa things upstairs, but here are a couple.

Snowballs and candles may not be the best mix.

I couldn't resist a touch of wildlife on the staircase.

Some creative types like to mix it up year after year. For me, I stick with the same basics for a long time. Maybe too long. Years ago, I remember my kids complaining that a Santa decoration looked pretty run down. I made a quick calculation and figured it was more than 50 years old! No wonder there was no more flocking on the Santa suit. I was time to clean house when my son put a green light bulb inside that gave Santa a sickly hue.

Loving the Hospital

2011-12-03T22:36:00.001-07:00

It's so sad when a child has to be hospitalized because they often feel sick and scared, but not Brock! Jessica noticed some bruising one evening and took him to the ER.

His blood platelets, typically at 100,000, were down to zero. That resulted in bruising and even blood blisters on his tongue.

Fortunately all his other counts were normal and his condition was apparently due to fighting off an illness. He was admitted to the hospital for a couple of days. With only one other child patient on the floor, he was showered with attention, gifts, and taught how to call for nurses. Without Jessica being aware, he called for more orange juice, a straw, or whatever else he fancied. Jessica told him since she was by his bedside he should ask her. "But I like calling them," was his innocent response.

Wendy brought Olive to visit him. Olive wanted to get into the bed with him, but he claimed it was his special bed and proceeded to operate the controls (even folding himself in half). He felt great and totally enjoyed his stay there. This picture says it all.

Glad you're better, Brock! Now just keep from falling until your platelets are completely back to normal.

Let's Hear it for the Leftovers!

2011-12-03T21:24:00.000-07:00

After a week of cooking dinners for the Westons and Zimmermans followed by a spectacular Thanksgiving feast (thanks mostly to the superb culinary skills of Jessica and Tracy), Paul and I had two refrigerators full of leftover dinners. We had enough spaghetti, sweet and sour meatballs, chicken fried rice, taco salad, stroganoff, and Thanksgiving dinner to last an entire week after our house guests went home! That took care of all the dinners. I made soup from the turkey carcass which provided lunch for 2 weeks. Truthfully, it provided two weeks of lunch for me but only one week for Paul. He grew weary of it sooner than I did. Just enough time to get in gear for the Christmas season.

Deer, but Shy, Friends

2011-12-01T21:25:00.000-07:00

Every time I hear Paul call from another end of the house and say, "Diane, come quick!" I'm pretty sure it's to see a deer. He knows I love to watch them. Friends tell me the novelty will wear off, but that hasn't happened even a little.

He took this picture from the driveway. The deer are standing on the ground near the neighbor's deck.

They stare (I think they like to pose) as they slowly climb the hill.

I took this one just a little closer. I always wonder what they're thinking. They can't possibly be as enchanted with me as I am with them.

They looked as if they were going to walk across the top of my retaining wall (a typical path).

Sadly, the one in back had a slight limp from what appeared to be a sore, front leg. Such beautiful animals. I hope to grow some tulips in the spring. I've heard they eat them like candy.

Thanksgiving Day

2011-11-24T11:20:00.002-07:00

Why can't I remember? With the flurry of activity, I always seem to forget to take pictures of our Thanksgiving feast with its sumptuous food, festive table decor, and honored guests. This time I captured the vacated tables after the meal. When will I learn?

Here is the cook's tour of the kitchen. Yeah, not too appetizing. From the other side of the counter, the display was tempting.

Penny and Olive enjoyed co-hosting the adult table. Paige again prepared the kids' table to the left. She wanted to sit at the adult table until she learned that Brock would then be in charge of the kids' table.

Paige, Owen, Brock, and Milo feasted together.

In California, I never worried about gravy because my mother was in charge of it. With only a few minutes before serving, I realized I hadn't made gravy. I resorted to my favorite cook book, prepared the gravy, and hoped for the best. Ahhh yes, thank you Better Homes and Gardens for another rescue.

Some of our special guests (in addition to the Zimmermans and Westons) were Joe's grandmother and aunt.

John and Jessica prepared their famous Texas Roadhouse rolls.

After dinner, we went downstairs to relax and digest. Milo checked to ensure his dad is following.

Not to worry. He's right behind you.

Brock settled in with a good book.

Olive demonstrated how to "bend and snap" as taught by Reese Witherspoon in Legally Blonde.

Now Olive was ready to teach Joe.

Penny enjoyed a moment to herself without hovering cousins.

Oops. This may have been a moment when she would appreciate the help of an older cousin.

After a big dinner, Jessica and Paige found the perfect time to sneak into the theater to watch a movie.

I learned an interesting lesson. With every grandchild that helps prepare a turkey, the prep time increases by 50 percent. Nevertheless, I wouldn't have it any other way.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Let the Chaos Begin!

2011-11-21T10:15:00.000-07:00

We were excited to have Jessica's and Tracy's families come stay for a week long Thanksgiving visit. The Westons don't live near relatives, and Milo talks about visiting his cousins a lot. He even misses his grandparents! On Thursday, Jessica was still unsure of when (meaning which day) they would leave Southern California so I just said to let me know when they were on the road. The phone rang around noon on Friday, and Jessica announced they had arrived. She wasn't kidding, they just pulled up in front of my home!

It didn't take long for everyone to stake out their quarters (John referred to it as "occupy ~~Wall Street~~ Grandma's and Grandpa's house") and find the toys. The visit increased levels of noise, chaos, and people but also joy and love, so it was worth every minute. Tracy's family arrived on Saturday. The plan was for Milo to join Owen and Brock in the bunk bed room, but he woke up at night so Tracy transferred him upstairs to a pad on the floor next to Penny's crib where both could be close to mom and dad. Owen and Brock switched from bed to bed in the bunk bed room to ensure all five beds were used. Paige and Olive shared the double bed since Olive feels way to big to sleep in a crib these days. For the most part wherever the kids slept, in the morning they jumped into my bed to help Paul and me greet a new day.

No stay is complete without a visit to Cabela's. Milo posed in front of the aquarium.

He was so impressed that he tried to capture the moment with the Minnie Mouse toy phone.

Paige pointed out the various fish to Penny.

Something to behold!

Olive found the event to be a little more somber.

From the aquarium, they toured the gallery of big game. Paige was Penny's personal tour guide.

An awe struck little guy.

After Cabela's, the group took a trip to the discovery park. Here's a rare moment. With lots of older cousins, Penny still found a chance to walk and explore on her own.

Paige, Milo, and Brock walked the wobbly bridge.

Even at the park, Olive is ready to strike a pose for the camera.

So much to see.

Owen stayed home and helped me transform the family room into a recreation center with 9 different game/play stations. Bring on the bedlam!

Fighting for Values with Valor

2011-11-18T19:44:00.004-07:00

I love many things about Cedar Hills but not its tax and spend mentality. Paul and thousands of other citizens, including those pictured here, support responsible and transparent government. Unfortunately, a few hundred more support the status quo.

After carefully reviewing the City's budget, Paul shared the information with another resident who happens to be a CFO of a trucking company and who took the findings to the press. The journalist is also an accountant. What a bombshell. Thanks to The Daily Herald, the truth was revealed in its Sunday, November 6 edition.

http://www.heraldextra.com/news/local/north/cedar-hills/article_74123cc0-c0e7-5820-81a4-038d88083c5e.html

Every year since 2004, the City has been transferring money from its general fund to subsidize the tax glutting, revenue draining golf course while claiming it has an operating surplus of $90K. The golf course has never turned one penny of profit. The mayor and a council member admitted the claim of a surplus was misleading. Really??? I call that flat out lying! The City Council and some members of the community complained that running to the press made the City look bad. I think a City Council and Mayor lying to the citizens IS BAD, regardless of how it looks to the rest of the world.

Now, the brilliant plan is to maintain the golf course until the economy turns around, then try to sell it to a private party. Let's see, if the City takes a hit of over $500K in subsidies every year, does anyone on earth think we will make up that loss? EVER? On top of that, there will be a new recreation center (aka, golf clubhouse) to compete with retailers. Also, the City will use land to build a new City Hall rather than sell it to a developer which would increase the City's tax base. Some people live in Fantasy Land.

Cedar Hills is a microcosm of our federal government. Scary. Well, the fight goes on. We hosted a small party for several of the hard working people who have dedicated their time and energy to fight for an honest and responsible City government. It's an honor to serve and work with them.

Victor was a real champ! He walked the streets of Cedar Hills with me delivering fliers for 4 1/2 hours! My hips hurt the next day, but he was plagued with shin splints for days afterward. Thank you, Victor!

Does This Mean I'm Old?

2011-11-17T16:59:00.001-07:00

Recently, a Relief Society teacher explained that learning the gospel line upon line is a little like piecing together a jigsaw puzzle. Every piece you see gives you a hint of the whole picture. I was probably supposed to learn many more gems to live by, but I kept thinking about the jigsaw puzzle and thought it would be fun to assemble one during the holidays. I thought I'd go for an advanced puzzle only to find there are some packaged in small suitcases that include 25,000 pieces! Since I wanted to finish the puzzle in my lifetime, I opted for one with only 1,000 pieces.

Rather than select my favorite picture (a mass of forest trees), I chose one that had distinctive colors relatively easy to assemble. My mother said jigsaw puzzles became popular during the Great Depression because they were an inexpensive source of entertainment. Suddenly I felt old and poor.

This is the box showing what our final product was to look like.

Paul was a little sad when we finished it because it had been so much fun to work on it together and we finished it in just 4 days.

Now I feel very boring because I'm anxious to begin another one.

13 Again

2011-11-16T19:39:00.001-07:00

I love to get together with Susie for lunch so we can catch up on each other's lives. It's hard to believe we've been friends for over 47 years. Wait, that can't be possible! Actually, it's longer than that. We've been friends for eons if you count the premortal existence. No matter what we talk about, it's just as fun as when we were 13.

I asked a custodian to take this picture. It must have been because he was not a professional photographer that we don't look young, thin, or a myriad of other desirable adjectives. Yeah, that's got to be it.

Utah Valley Sunset

2011-11-15T19:42:00.001-07:00

Sunsets can hide brilliant autumn colors, but this evening it truly lit up the sky and lake. Paul loves sunsets. He's been known to pull me out of a Church meeting to see a breathtaking scene. We enjoyed a peaceful moment before the frenzy of holidays.

Halloween Goblins

2011-10-31T11:10:00.078-06:00

My house doesn't get too many trick-or-treaters. I told Paul to get a box of 30 candy bars. We had a few extras just in case. Well, we gave out exactly 30! I don't care how old a person is. If someone wants to dress up in a costume, they're welcome to get candy at my house.

Here are some of the characters from around the country. First, the Zimmermans. Paige is in character as a malcontent vampire. Brock and Owen are superheroes Iron Man and Batman. Olive is a ladybug.

Second, the Lowrys. Sophie is full-of-attitude Rapunzel. Jake got into the action as Rapunzel's Flynn Rider.

Tess showed no lack of attitude while posing as Wonder Woman.

Two superhero cousins.

Why does Iron Man look sweet and Rapunzel look tough?

It looks like the Westons now reside in Neverland. Milo and Penny are Peter Pan and Tinkerbell.

I'm sure Joe was successful getting these two to share their stash with him.

In Virginia, Eva dressed as royalty.

Lily transformed into a geisha girl.

This picture of Jack says it all. He opted for a costume that was quick and easy to put on and take off. He's all smiles here because it is, at the end of the day, about the haul. Nice going, Jack!

Happy Halloween!

New Artwork Downstairs

2011-10-30T09:53:00.019-06:00

Even a little progress with home decor makes me both pleased and relieved. During my recent visit, Wendy gave me these two pictures I thought went well in my downstairs kitchen.

Who would have guessed someone could make artwork from a sketch of a kitchen strainer and grater?

Over 30 years ago, my mother painted this still life. When I moved to Irvine, I gave it to Emily. After moving to Utah, Emily agreed to give it back to me (as long as she could keep the frame). I reframed it in barn wood to hang in the downstairs kitchen.

My mom also painted this cabin in the snow many years ago and enjoyed it in her own home. Just before moving to Utah, I told her I had always liked it, so she took it right off the wall and gave it to me! I removed it from its outdated black velvet mat and gold frame and used a suede mat with a dark brown frame.

Several people told me the picture of the bears in a tree was too informal to go in the bedroom, so I moved it to the hallway. I especially like the fact that the artist was born and raised in Provo, Utah.

I hope my grandchildren won't have nightmares after seeing this right before they go to bed.

When I was at Cabela's, I found this picture and noted it had the same colors as the bedding in the main bedroom downstairs. Also, I couldn't resist following the forest animal theme. (I can imagine Emily cringing as she reads this.)

On the home decor front, I'm slightly closer to the finish line. Whew!

Ready, Set, Deer Hunt!

2011-10-25T20:43:00.005-06:00

This year marks my husband and son's first deer hunt together. They are packed and ready to go.

Let's see, just two guys roughing it in the wilderness. I didn't imagine they would need much gear. This is the inside of the SUV.

Here's the back of the truck.

And here's the caravan. Yep, it took two vehicles and a trailer to get all their stuff to the site.

When I sent my camera with them, I said I wanted pictures of wild life (still living). Here's what I got. In the middle of the water is a beaver hut.

No matter where my son goes, he seems to be able to find a reptile of some kind.

Finally, real deer. This was taken at quite a distance, but I'm still glad they snapped this. They explained they could have captured close-up shots of deer tracks and deer poop! No thanks.

And now a picture of the real animals wearing hunter orange and riding ATVs.

Is it bad that I was secretly pleased they didn't get a deer? They had a lot of fun and enjoyed each other's company, so it was definitely a successful trip.

What Makes a Pet Cool?

2011-10-10T21:20:00.002-06:00

On my last day in California, I met Bolt. He is Jessica's 7-yr. old son, Owen's, pet turtle. Somehow Bolt managed to climb into an unconnected, empty, garden light fixture and land upside down where he remained overnight. Jessica tenderly washed him with warm water and put him back in his secure garden area. Later that afternoon, he was let out for exercise and promptly disappeared. Paige and I found him wedged up on the inside of a trash can wheel. Jessica and I wondered how on earth he kept getting himself into such predicaments. More than that, why??? Owen, however, was completely impressed and shouted, "Mom, my turtle is so COOL!!" Okay, Owen, if you insist.

Party and Games

2011-10-08T20:34:00.005-06:00

Even at 89, my mom is a fierce competitor. This year, all four of her children and six of her twelve grandchildren joined in the fun. (Unfortunately, Tracy drove home earlier that day.) We met at Olive Gardens for dinner then reconvened at her home for challenges in Mexican Train, Quiddler, or Wii.

Elena and my mom got the cake and candles ready to light. (I think those candles are at least 20 years old.)

Randy likes to win games at any cost. It's probably good that we sat at separate tables. (I think the second cake had equally dated candles.)

My mother gets really energized when she's with all her kids. Behind her from left to right are Gary (oldest), Donna (3rd), Randy (2nd), and me (last, of course).

This is my mom with her party animal descendants. Front row from left to right are Steve (Randy's son), my mom, Elena, and Wendy. On the back row are Donna, Devin (Donna's son), Randy, Gary, Jessica, and me. Randy complained that we were trying to cut him out of the picture. Now that I look closely, he does look photo-shopped in.

Martha (Gary's wife on the left) is the only spouse that came. Donna is a widow and Paul had pressing obligations that precluded him from coming.

This is Randy's date, Mary. She was nice, friendly, and surprised us all in how well she tolerated Randy's twisted sense of humor. When Randy introduced me, he said Mary wanted to ask me about oranges. Oh, my! When I was 2 or 3, my mother asked if I had already eaten my Christmas orange and I said no, so she gave me the last one. Unfortunately, it was Randy's (he was at school) and he's been bitter about it ever since. I've offered to give him an entire case of oranges, but he gets too much mileage about lamenting over the one I took from him so many years ago. All I can say to Mary is "Good Luck!" Seriously, it was fun to meet her.

Elena's not a big game player, but she was a good sport.

Let's see, could Jessica look less interested?

Wendy put on a temporary game face.

Elena tried a surprise face. Wait! I think Gary actually cracked a partial smile!

Happy Birthday, Mom!!

Soccer Moms and Dads

2011-10-08T16:57:00.002-06:00

Memories of years gone by came flooding back as I went from one soccer game to the next to see Wendy's and Jessica's athletes kick a ball around the field.

The first game was Sophie's, which consisted of lots of practice and five minutes of semi-serious scrimmaging. She seemed to enjoy hanging out with a little friend at Tess' game just as much a playing soccer.

Paige is the front and center blond at this game. It was surprisingly serious and competitive. Maybe that's because John is the head coach!

Owen can get a little overly stressed during his games, but this was a great day for him. As soon as I arrived, I got to see him score a goal! I took this seconds before.

Here he is enjoying the moment of victory (not overly energetic, but still pleased with himself).

Tess is a formidable player who scored many goals last season. She played goalie for a few minutes during this game.

I did pretty well at these games. Too often, I can't stand to see my loved ones be outplayed by other participants or hear fans cheer for the opposite team. Someone once told me I'm just a devoted mother and grandmother. I think it's simply that I'm a poor sport. Yep! I own it.

Celebrating a Life Well Lived

2011-10-07T16:26:00.002-06:00

My mom usually celebrates her birthday with dinner and games with her adult children and grandchildren. This year, I wanted to host a party that would include her great grandchildren. Four of my six children and 11 of my 18 grandchildren were able to come (all except those in Virginia and Texas).

Wendy and I had a fairly structured plan of games and activities which we quickly realized would be futile to execute. It was bedlam to be sure, but so much fun seeing all these kids running around and enjoying themselves and celebrating their great grandmother's birthday.

I was able to capture a few minutes with my mom and wish her a wonderful birthday. Paige is on the left riding a plasma car.

I don't think I've ever seen an unflattering picture of Brock -- until now. Jessica said he looked like Hitler with a red mustache. Penny was so busy pushing a doll stroller or running everywhere that I think this might be the only picture I got of her (to the right of Brock's shoulder). Martha and Tracy are in the background.

Nikki and Milo eyed the cake and were anxious to get the singing over with so they could dive in.

All the children gathered around my mother and sang their hearts out to wish her Happy Birthday! Sophie, Amanda, Tyler (held by Elena), and Owen enjoyed her moment. Tess' arm is around my mom's back.

Tess came near as my mom's emotions started to get the best of her during the singing.

And we made her cry with joy! Amanda clearly thought the song was a big success.

Tracy told Milo he had to say Happy Birthday to his great grandmother before having cake, so he was happy to oblige.

Nikki is so sweet and ready with a big hug.

Tess was an excellent participant and a great help in pulling off the event.

I didn't get a good shot of Olive at the party, but this is the sweater she proudly modeled for everyone.

Preschoolers at the Mall and Pet Store = Pandemonium

2011-10-05T16:02:00.002-06:00

My mother is turning 89 years old, so I wanted to help her celebrate. That meant flying (yet again) to California. Tracy drove down and stayed with Jessica while I stayed at Wendy's. The day after I arrived, we headed to the Mission Viejo mall to meet up with Jessica and Tracy and their four preschoolers.

When we arrived with Sophie, we found the others fascinated with illuminated tiles and dancing on top of the light show. The middle four kids are Brock, Olive, Penny, and Milo.

Olive, quite comfortable in front of a camera, enjoyed the show.

Penny was way too busy dancing to stand still for a pose.

I think Brock created his own, unique moves.

We visited a pet store at the perfect time. These adorable puppies were released from their cages for a little exercise. Olive and Penny couldn't believe their luck in having so many puppies to pet.

I think Penny tried to convince her mom to buy this one. I would have taken Milo's picture, but he stood on a shelf behind me to see while keeping a safe distance from any puppy that might bark at him.

Penny didn't try to pick up any but enjoyed running with all of them.

Brock tried to command some semblance of control with this toy on a rope.

One dog obeyed -- for a brief moment.

On the way back, Wendy stopped at Jake's one-man satellite office so Sophie could enjoy a brief visit. Jake is in a grueling schedule to finish 9 units in the MBA program while concurrently starting a brand new job! Hang in there, it will be over soon.

Year Round Snow

2011-10-03T23:11:00.000-06:00

We took a short ride up the canyon to see the beginnings of autumn colors. The peak is till a few weeks away, but here's proof of last year's inordinately heavy snowfall. Look at the distant mountain, halfway up, a little to the right. Before the new season's first snowfall, you can still see snow from last season! I don't know how often that happens, but it's exciting news to me!

Florida Reunion

2011-09-30T21:51:00.001-06:00

Although Paul's family left Florida shortly after he graduated from high school, he kept in touch with many of his Floridian church friends over the years. Several have relocated to Utah or at least travel here occasionally. It's been 3 1/2 years since we hosted a dinner party for these long-time friends, and Paul thought it was time to do it again. He asked that his high school friends sit together at one table while the spouses sit at another. At the previous party, spouses sat with spouses; consequently, three of the Floridians were "stuck" in the kitchen while the rest of the old friends reminisced. I had a fun time at the spouses table even though I knew only half the people. Paul's friends must have been great to have married such quality people. It was good to see their old gang enjoy each other's company after so many years.

Paul chatted with a woman who, for a brief period, was his high school girlfriend (sitting next to her husband). Her name is Diane! She's a lovely person.

This picture could have been taken any time since these people get together somewhat regularly. Paul's brother, Victor, Millie Cheesman (Brian and Ross' mother), and Brian. I like Millie's description of Brian, Ross, Victor, and Paul getting into fights every week after Primary.

I had the Floridians serve salad first while we spouses served ourselves the main dish. (There's got to be some advantages to being relegated to the spouses table and being the hostess!) This is Diane, Roberta, and Victor starting on salad.

Here's a rare picture. It's two of the spouses. The stars of the evening were the Floridians.

This is a classic shot. Victor claims to have been shy and awkward as a teenager, but I've never seen him be anything but outgoing and gregarious! I think he may have dated both these women years ago.

Paul and Ross pose with Georgine.

These three cohorts still have fun together.

Ross is a couple of years younger than Paul, so he felt like a tag-a-long too often in his teenage years. Now, he doesn't miss a chance to pose with the ladies.

Here's the group. I told Diane she looked very timeless and hasn't changed much since her teenage years. I'm sure she didn't believe me (no one believes that), but I meant it.

I wasn't all that interested in looking at old pictures, so I made Ross peruse an album of my dog, Lucy's, life. I'm not sure he enjoyed it, but I did.

There were several Floridians who wanted to come but couldn't. Hope to see you next time! I'm glad all of you survived those crazy years of growing up in Florida.

Zipping with Friends

2011-09-29T18:01:00.003-06:00

After my mother, sister, and I rode the zipline in Provo Canyon, I just had to organize an excursion with friends. It turned out to be a very different group than my group that floated the Provo River. Karen (who can't swim) and I were the only ones to join both groups. I was very proud of her because she is exceedingly risk adverse. I told her we were going to zip down Bridal Veil Falls (NOT!!) and she went white. She's way too easy to tease.

Last month, there were only 3 available ziplines (the company is brand new and began operating in July). Now there are 5 ziplines and with plans to eventually have 9. This company hopes to operate throughout the year! The only other zipline I've ridden is a short, slow one at Mutual Dell in American Fork. Compared to that one, these lines seem to be on steroids!

Susan, Wilma, and Karen are getting into the gear.

Paul's sister, Gigi, joined us and had a great time. We posed with one of the two guides.

It is a great time of year with mild temperatures and scenic hills just starting to turn autumn colors.

Paula is coming to the end of the first zipline, which sailed right over a horse in a corral! The black block tied to the cable is a break (used only if necessary). I had to laugh when I saw a flimsy mattress propped up at the back of the platform. Some of us zipped fast and some slow, but no one crashed into the mattress.

There was a short walk between 2 platforms (eventually the lines will zip from platform to platform). The guide took this picture of his dog, Brickley, and me. Of course I loved his dog because she looked so much like Lucy!

Gigi is getting ready to go. Each line uses 2 cables as a safety precaution.

I called Mellanie the "dancing queen" because she seemed to unavoidably spin in circles on every line. You can see the river we floated just two months ago.

Gigi took this shot of me. I wanted to do something fancy like zip upside down (the guide did that). Not a chance. This doesn't show much style, but it was still a lot of fun.

Five of our group of seven rode the ATV back to the highway where I parked my car. Paula, Gigi, and Susan are in back; and I, Mellanie, and a guide are in front. Karen and Wilma rode separately. What a great adventure with wonderful friends!

Relief Society Salad Social and General Broadcast

2011-09-24T14:06:00.041-06:00

The terrific women I work with in the Stake Relief Society have been carrying out a few assignments, but the Stake Relief Society Salad Social was our first major event. We prepared enough to feed 300 women (but only 250 =/- showed). Everything went off like clock work. Men set up the tables and chairs and we arrived at 2:15 p.m. We finished within 15 minutes of our start time of 4:45 p.m.

Burlap swatches gave a bit of a rustic and autumn feel to the decor.

My mother found a good deal on salad dressing and brought 30 bottles from California on her visit last month. Thanks to my son-in-law, Darren, I was able to get wholesale prices on packaged salad, cucumbers, and tomatoes. The cucumbers and tomatoes worked out just right, but I think we bought enough salad to feed the greater part of Utah Valley. (I even purchased less than I was told to!)

Here are a few more ladies from my ward.

When the social was finished, we exited to hear the broadcast. It was one of the best I've heard. Thank you to everyone who attended and to the talented ladies with whom I have the pleasure of serving.

Gary and Martha Come to Town

2011-09-16T14:05:00.038-06:00

My brother, Gary, and his wonderful wife, Martha, came to visit for a few days. They talked with my mom and sister and opted for a few of the same excursions. Both of them agreed that the river trip was definitely out. Paul and Gary went down the zip line in Provo Canyon while Martha and I enjoyed massages at the spa.

The next day, Gary, Martha, and I drove to Heber to ride the Heber Creeper. I took pictures of the same train robbers still searching for the money box and threatening to shoot the stuffed duck. Gary doesn't seem terribly afraid.

Martha was startled at the gunshot but enjoyed the act after that.

The train stopped briefly at Vivian Park where I took this shot.

It was a very scenic ride, but Martha and I noted the neighborhoods we passed through and wondered how much the residents enjoyed that blaring train whistle just a few yards from their homes. After the ride, I captured this shot of the two of them next to this vintage train.

That concluded our summer hosting (at least for a few weeks).

Tracy Shares Her Talent

2011-09-03T21:06:00.036-06:00

The General Relief Society broadcast is approaching and, typically, the Stake Relief Society hosts a light dinner. As a member of the presidency, I was assigned to create posters to advertise the event. The assignment was made at the newly sustained presidency's first meeting before I was called to the position. (I was out of town when it was organized.) Otherwise, I'm sure I could have convinced them that making posters is way, way out of my area of expertise. Naturally, I called Tracy. She created this in a matter of minutes! It's is such a blessing to have talented daughters willing to help me out.

For Paul's birthday, Tracy created this heart-shaped outline of all states in the union and highlighted those where all our family members live (California, Texas, Utah, and Virginia). Although it is his present, Paul let me hang it in my library. (I argued that no one would ever see it in his office.)

Tracy gave me this subway art printed on canvas to hang in my family room downstairs. When Paul saw it, he got the idea of making "Theater Rules" to hang in our theater. I told him he already has a rapidly growing reputation of being persnickety about his theater. Tracy agrees!

Tracy made this for me during my visit in June. I knew it would go nicely in the Nursery, especially since that room still has bare walls. I thought putting a dark frame around "You are My Sunshine" wouldn't make sense, so I opted for this one. When Tracy gave me the print, she said to be sure I didn't select a frame that would blend into the walls. Um, I wonder if it does . . .

Here's a broader view.

Tracy, I hope this displays your creations adequately. Thank you for sharing your talents!

Visit from My Mother and Sister

2011-08-26T16:14:00.001-06:00

To finish off the month of August (we hosted house guests for 28 out of 31 days), my mother and sister, Donna, came for a week. Believe it or not, I try to be a conscientious hostess, but this trip had a few mishaps. To begin, our guests wanted to have a barbecue in the canyon. I scurried around trying to think of everything we'd need and forgot (1) that we'd be in the canyon in the cool of the evening when the insects come out and (2) to bring insect repellent. Naturally, Paul didn't get bit once! I got bit about a half dozen times. My mother and sister thought they got away with only a bite or two -- until they flared up a day later. So sorry!

Day two, we headed up to Heber City to catch the Heber Creeper. We learned we had to make 24-hour advanced reservations to transfer from the train to the zip line (the staff neglected to tell me that over the phone), so we opted to go to the Primrose Spa (all the way to Spanish Fork!) instead. We got the works: body massage, facial, and pedicure. Total relaxation and pampering! We came home and watched Phantom of the Opera.

On day three, Donna and I ran the Provo River. It was seamless and so much fun. I thought we had found Paul's inner tube I lost on my trip with the grandmothers, but it turned out to be a different one. The scenery never ceases to amaze me. Paul took this shot while we were still at a distance.

We're a little closer.

Floating toward the bridge. We decided to go under the bridge rather than walk around.

This is what is commonly referred to as the "Bridge of Death." If you're going to capsize, it's likely to happen here. The bridge is the railway for the Heber Creeper.

And we made it! Here's the evidence.

This is the first time Donna and I ran this river in a 2-person raft. She prefers the single tubes. Next time.

On Friday, we headed back to Heber City to ride the Heber Creeper, which is a 1923 vintage train that slowly chugs its way through the scenic valley and Provo Canyon. We enjoyed the scenery, ate lunch, played Quiddler, and chatted during the ride.

This man is the train's photographer who takes pictures that people can purchase if they wish.

Things were going smoothly, we slowed to a stop, and then we heard gunshots. I looked out the window and saw our fearless conductor with his hands up. The sign on the left is a warning to beware of train robbers. I wasn't too worried because the conductor didn't stop smiling.

This is what he faced. Truthfully, she was quite good at twirling her guns.

Here is her accomplice.

In a couple of minutes, the train robbers were inside! The female held a stuffed duck and said if we didn't tell her where the money was hidden, the duck was going to get it! They threatened to return later and left.

We got off the train at the Provo River (by the Bridge of Death) to ride the brand new zip line. The guide for the zip line was ready and waiting to transport us to the platforms.

Even the ATV ride was a lot of fun.

This trailer has all the necessary gear for zipping.

Donna is ready to go.

The guide wanted his picture taken with his oldest participant. Later, the company asked that I email my mom's picture to be included on their website.

I'm set. The glove on one hand is for pulling the line when you want to break.

And here's my mother, nearly 89 years old and zipping through the canyon. She loved it!

Donna zips with style!

I can't resist getting one more shot of the terrific view.

For anyone who is interested, I recommend contacting Max Zipline separately rather than combining the excursion with the Heber Creeper train ride. Nevertheless, the day was fabulous!

Blessing Grace Lynn

2011-08-14T17:03:00.002-06:00

The day after Reilly returned from EFY, Victor's oldest daughter, Joy Lynn, hosted a gathering for the blessing of her little girl, Grace Lynn Jepson. It was a large get together at Joy Lynn's beautiful new home in Timber Lakes! I hadn't seen some of Victor's children and grandchildren for many years, so I tried to collect families together for a quick picture. I did a less than great job in that I missed many of the parents.

The group is settling down just prior to the blessing.

Here is the hostess with her darling baby. I missed getting a picture of Craig (husband to Joy Lynn and father to Grace) who was busy attending to the guests.

Joy Lynn's son, Timothy, enjoyed a moment with his sister.

The is Victor's second oldest, Julie with her son, Sam. He will check into the MTC shortly.

Julie's children from left to right: Alex, Brynna, Sam, Ryan, and Callen.

Jared is next (but I'm so sorry I missed getting a shot of Ann Marie).

Jared has all boys (the youngest are twins).

Jenny (again, I missed her husband, Jeff) is the one in the salmon blouse holding her daughter. Reilly is on the right. Two of Gigi's kids, Brittany (holding Jamie's baby) and Daniel are seated next to Gigi.

Here are Josh and his bride (it's been over a year since the wedding, but he still treats her like his bride), Chelsee.

I really wanted to get all of Victor's children with their families; but as you can imagine even in that spacious home, it was controlled bedlam. Thanks for inviting us, Craig and Joy Lynn.

Visiting With Dane, Amanda, and Nikki

2011-08-13T22:05:00.000-06:00

Elena's husband, Dane, had a family reunion at Park City, so he and daughters, Amanda and Nikki, came to visit for a few days. Elena stayed home with Tyler.

Paul and I were introduced to the Chocolate Monkey in Hawaii last month. It's a delicious drink made with chocolate syrup, ice cream, coconut paste, and a banana. He wants to make a habit of serving that to visiting grandchildren. Amanda and Nikki approved the new tradition.

I took them to my favorite neighborhood park where they enjoyed wading and collecting rocks.

Dane, Amanda, and I ran the Provo River (my third time in 10 days), but Nikki stayed with Paul. When we waved to them from the water, Nikki was sad that she was too little to come with us. The next time I took them to the park, I brought along floaties so they could experience running a little river by themselves.

Here is Amanda on a relaxing ride.

Nikki preferred this longer raft.

They even got the thrill of going under a (very calm) bridge.

Coinciding with their visit was Victor's family's summer party. Victor has 8 children (7 were able to come) and a little fewer than 30 grandchildren (all but 4 came). It was well managed chaos and a lot of fun.

Amanda and Nikki are ready to slide into the pool.

After a few trips down the slide, Amanda opts for a different entry.

Nikki got the hang of it very quickly.

We had lunch at the park where Victor set up a water slide on the grass. Both girls had a great time. Thanks, Victor and Lynda!

On the last day of their visit, I took them to a nearby splash park. Amanda enjoyed all the features of splashing. (Was I thinking they didn't have enough water activities?)

Nikki preferred staying with me on the blanket and playing with a balloon.

We loved their visit and can't wait for them to come back!

Mr. and Mrs. Greg Reid

2011-08-09T22:08:00.003-06:00

Paul used to work with Greg for a couple of years before we moved to Utah. It was not a great time for Greg since he was going through personal and professional stress. What a pleasure it was to host Greg and his bride, Sherrill, for dinner. I can't remember seeing him so happy. Sherrill knew from the moment she met him that Greg would be a great catch. Greg, like a lot of men, was a little slow to come to that realization but is blissfully happy he eventually saw the light. It was entertaining to hear their story and share in their happiness. Congratulations to a wonderful couple!

Grandmothers Run the Provo River

2011-08-09T19:26:00.000-06:00

After running the river with Darren and Reilly, I surveyed several friends in my ward to see who was interested in a river run. You never know who will be up for such an adventure. It turns out there were 7 of us -- ALL GRANDMOTHERS -- who wanted to go. Paul took this picture before we put in the river (to document how many went and compare with how many came out).

It was a pretty interesting group. From left to right: Amy (loves the outdoors); Justin (also loves the outdoors); me (loves running the river); Karen (never learned to swim but said she trusted me); Jill (loves camping); Christine (very experienced at running rivers in Virginia); and Mandy [sitting in tube] (never ran a river but willing to try).

What a wild ride! Upon entering the water, Justin froze with fear, so Karen let her go in the 2-person raft with me. Mandy stayed close to Karen who was terrified of water because she can't swim. Christine fell out of her tube within the first 15 minutes and swam after it for nearly the first half of the run. I told all of them to get out before the bridge to walk around it. Paul met us at the bridge to throw a line to us and pull us to the side. Amy got out and then her tube caught wind and blew down the river. Karen and Mandy got involved in conversation and forgot to look for the bridge until it was too late. Paul couldn't reach them. Mandy jumped out of her tube to steady Karen's tube. Karen sailed under the bridge with no problem and Mandy went under it without a tube (spraining a finger as it jammed into the bridge)! Christine finally caught her tube and swam to the side. Jill did great. Justin and I moved along with the speed of a tanker in a swamp. It was easier for me to row after Justin lost her paddle.

After the bridge, Justin had had enough and got out. Karen and Amy joined me in my 2-person raft (that's right -- 3 of us in a 2-person raft). I straddled the center so I could paddle. We rescued Amy's tube. Christine's legs were all bruised but she didn't fall out any more.

Paul met us all at the end of the ride (Vivian Park) and threw us lines to pull us in. I grabbed the line and held on with all I was worth. The raft had taken in a lot of water, was holding 3 people, and towing another tube. Paul kept pulling and when I started to slide out of the raft, the women with me held onto my ankles. For a minute, I thought I was on a midieval torture rack. Paul pulled us in. Jill and Christine sailed past the stopping point, so Paul had to run down the railroad tracks to get to a place to pull them in.

Here we are at the end -- all accounted for!

After all of that, only one person said she didn't think she'd want to go again. Mandy! Still, she was a great sport. Thanks for a memorable run, ladies!

Visit from Darren and Reilly

2011-08-02T20:55:00.001-06:00

We had a great visit with Emily's husband, Darren and oldest daughter, Reilly. Reilly came to town for a visit and to go to EFY (Especially for Youth) in Idaho with a friend. Darren came to visit his mother.

Last year, Darren had to leave on a business trip a few days before I ran the Provo River with Emily, Reilly, and Jacob. It was a blast (according to everyone except Emily -- will she ever forgive me?)! This year Darren didn't want to miss it. We had a great time and Darren said he wants to make it a must-do activity every time he comes to town. Yeah!!

When Reilly got back from EFY, we went to a ward barbecue and water slide party. Since Reilly went to my ward's Girls Camp in 2009 and 2010, she enjoyed seeing friends she made previously. Here she is sailing down the water slide with her friend, Jaclyn.

As far as ward parties go, it's never complete without a comedy act from the bishopric. These men are active as they come when going on high adventure scout trips, but here they pretend to be old codgers.

Maui with the Zimmermans

2011-07-24T22:06:00.003-06:00

We connected with Jessica, John, and the children right after we landed on Maui and were met with a big "Aloha!" from Owen. Along with hundreds of travelers, we went straight to Costco -- with no meal plan. We walked down the aisles and randomly selected this and that. Amazingly, it all worked out. We checked in at the Marriott and launched a week that would be rich with memories.

Olive got prepared by slathering on plenty of sunblock.

I took a picture of John taking a picture of us from our 5th floor balcony.

At the pool, Paige taught me to come out of the water face down and quickly flip hair back, thereby creating a "George Washington" hairstyle.

Paul likes to morph into a shark and terrorize the grandchildren. They scream but come back for more.

Brock got the best of his grandpa on this round.

Olive played it safe for the moment by sticking with Paige above the waterfall.

The pirate ship was a favorite playground for Olive.

It's nice to relax in a hammock after playing hard in the water, but I don't think this hammock gave John much down time.

John gave up and let Owen and Brock try to relax. Brock ended up with a goose egg on his forehead.

Paul neglected warnings about getting too much sun and he said he was just building a good base. Hmmm, look at that arm.

Paige and Owen spent a lot of time on this water slide. I repeatedly tried to capture the perfect shot of her coming into the water.

This is Paige's smug look of water slide mastery.

If Olive thought her grandpa wasn't paying quite enough attention to her, she found ways of correcting the situation like wearing his hat.

One evening, Paul and I escaped the chaos and went to dinner. While vacationing at the beach, this is the best my hair gets.

The weather was perfect and so was the view.

Nothing settles a big meal like another relaxing moment in a hammock. Guess who joined us? We wouldn't have had it any other way.

John took us on an excursion to see more of the island. The scenery was breathtaking, and Jessica and I talked about all the beautiful colors. That brought on Brock's remark, "Green is the most."

Paige is always up for an adventure but not necessarily a picture.

The kids enjoyed snacking on banana bread touted to be the best on the planet! Afterward, they explored the secluded area.

Next we set off in search of a blow hole! (Brock claimed we were looking for a watering hole.)

I thought it was pretty impressive but when we started to leave, Brock's only comment was, "I never want to see this place again!" Note to self: Brock is impressed with green, but not with water shooting forcefully out of the ground.

Paul and I signed up for para sailing. It was fabulous and so easy. I think a comatose person could do it. Up high in the sky where it is quiet and beautiful was well worth the cost. When Jessica, John, and Paige went, I asked John to take my camera to get shots from the air.

Paige and Jessica are ready to go.

Here is the trio high in the air with a 1200 ft. tether.

John took this shot of the para sail above him . . .

. . . and here is the boat below.

We trekked through a forest to find a secluded beach -- apparently many others knew of it as well.

Here's John ready to snorkel. Paul spent many hours with his favorite snorkeling buddy -- Paige! We saw a giant sea turtle swimming among the sightseers and coming up for air as he continued to entertain.

Back at the Marriott, Owen spent much of his time going down the water slide or relaxing in the hot tub. In this shot, he combined tubing with hot tubbing.

Paul was relentless in terrorizing the grandchildren, but Brock kept coming back for more.

Brock sported two hairstyles on the trip. The first was his "painted on hair" as shown above when dripping wet. Here is his second style. I call it "behead extreme."

What a wonderful week. Thank you for including us, Zimmermans.

Visiting the Ho Family

2011-07-17T22:25:00.003-06:00

As great as it was to see the sights on Oahu, the highlight was staying with Paul's sister's daughter, Kathy, and her darling family. They were wonderful hosts and I couldn't help thinking how great it would be if my kids and their spouses got to know Kathy and Kyle. I hope I convinced them the next time they come to the mainland, they should stay with us in Utah. It would be a complete pleasure to host them for a visit. Besides, it wouldn't be too hard for Kathy's family to visit her at our place. Kyle likes hearty breakfasts, so I can promise he won't be disappointed.

Here is their polynesian beauty, Kamalei. She gave up her room for us and was such a sweetheart about it.

This is Ammon. When I saw this young man quietly and independently working on his Duty to God achievements and ironing his own shirt to go to church, I wasn't sure if I was more impressed with him or his mother. What a great boy!

This may be a rare photograph in that you can really see Alliyah when she's not hiding. I thought there was really a bird under a blanket!

This is Alana, so sweet and always ready with a smile.

Here we are with our wonderful hostess. Kathy has made a fulfilling life for herself on this beautiful island.

What a joy these beautiful children are to their parents (and grandparents). Thank you for a terrific stay!

I took these pictures Sunday morning after Kyle already left for church. I was so sad I didn't get a picture of him. Truthfully, he was such an engaging conversationalist that I forgot about pictures until it was too late. Our nephew Clint (Kathy's brother) also stopped by to visit. Clint has a lot of demands on his time these days with work, teaching youth at church, choir, and many interests including music and languages. I don't know his ultimate career goals, but I could imagine him teaching at a university level. It was great to see him again. Next time I see our relatives in Hawaii, I'm taking a full on photo shoot!

Waikiki Beach

2011-07-16T22:13:00.002-06:00

Paul said Waikiki Beach had change more than anything he remembered visiting in Oahu since his single days. He said the beach is more of a Rodeo Drive in Beverly Hills rather than a flea market so often seen in Southern California beaches. For me, it still had characteristics of a beach community -- narrow streets, limited parking, and a plethora of sun bathers.

It was pretty obvious Paul and I were visitors from the mainland.

Pearl Harbor

2011-07-16T21:46:00.001-06:00

After learning in school, reading, and watching movies about that tragic day in 1941, I was finally able to visit Pearl Harbor first hand. I hadn't realized that, as a result of long and tireless efforts, all but three of the ships damaged by the bombing were repaired in time to be used in the war. It was a somber place but peaceful place.

It was an honor to visit the resting place of so many heroes.

Here is the memorial to the USS Arizona, the ship on which so many were killed.

Inside were listed the names of all those whose lives were taken and the military branch in which they served.

Right above the sunken ship, there appears to be a small oil spill nearly 70 years later.

This look out is the only portion still above water.

The memorial gives visitors cause to reflect and appreciate all who have and continue to sacrifice for our precious freedoms.

Beautiful Hawaii

2011-07-15T20:56:00.004-06:00

Jessica and John invited us to join them for a week in Maui. Paul wanted me to see the island of Oahu for a few days since I had never been, so we spent 3 days in there before meeting up with the Zimmermans.

One of our first stops was the Matsumoto store for their famous shaved ice. I always go for a pineapple coconut flavor but we got a variety of flavors in one dish since we split it.

Here is the beautiful Hawaiian temple. Unfortunately, it was closed for cleaning (and opened just two days after we left) so we were unable to go inside.

Paul had a contact who was gave us discounted tickets to the PCC (Polynesian Cultural Center). The PCC is a brilliant concept that displays the many cultures of the islands and gives college students opportunities for employment.

There is a river that meanders through the Center providing an ideal setting for floats that present the colorful costumes, dances, and songs of the various islands.

Hawaii

Tonga

Tahiti

Aotearoa

Samoa

A visit to the PCC wouldn't be complete without feasting at a luau and more singing and dancing.

It was an unforgettable experience.

Sweet Dreams

2011-07-01T22:10:00.005-06:00

Paul and I have been looking for a suitable bed for our master bedroom ever since we moved into our house. I wanted something big and chunky so it would coordinate with the house and especially so I wouldn't have to worry about finding artwork to hang over it. Big, chunky headboards come with big chunky footboards, which can be hazardous if you bump into them in the dark.

We finally found something we both liked but it was way out of our price range. Apparently, it was out of everyone else's price range since the store couldn't seem to sell it. Paul kept dropping by to see if it was still available and express his interest to the store owner. Last week, he called to tell me the price was slashed, so we were able to get it.

We still need to find night stands (the ones we're using belong to the set downstairs), but we're thrilled with the bed. Both the headboard and footboard are curved (no sharp corners to bump into). The bedskirt didn't show, so I removed it. The bed is massive enough to suit Paul's obsession for well-made items, and tall enough that I won't have to find artwork to go with it. The 3 1/2 year wait was well worth it.

LilyGene Postcards

2011-06-23T23:14:00.004-06:00

During my visit, I was able to see all the work Tracy puts into her LilyGene prints. She started the online business in January, and it has really taken off. One of my favorite products she offers is personalized, vintage postcards. From a snapshot, she creates a silhouette/sketch of the image complete with a personalized message and address on the back. I was so intrigued that I ordered birthday postcards for my brother, son, and 2 sons-in-law. She sells them for $3.50 each (price goes down when ordered in bulk for occasions such as thank-you notes, etc.). The finished product comes with rounded corners. Tracy trusted me enough to clip the corners. She's so persnickety about quality that I took my job very seriously. For anyone interested, here is the link: http://www.etsy.com/listing/76125132/vintage-custom-thank-you-postcards

Here is the picture I sent her of my brother (before she cropped it) followed by the postcard she created.

I took this shot of my son last year at Lake Powell. I took a picture of the postcard with my camera, so the image isn't as clear as the one of my brother that Tracy emailed to me.

I couldn't resist ordering vintage postcards of John's and Jake's cocky poses! (Again, I took pictures of these postcards.)

Tracy cropped this shot to get Jake by himself.

Tracy brought together years of personal experience including running a swim lessons business during summer breaks in college, high school photography classes, college art classes, and a degree in economics. Congratulations on a great business, Tracy!

My Husband Gave Birth?

2011-06-13T18:23:00.028-06:00

Paul's fourth day on his own (while I was helping Tracy in Fresno) started out in misery. When I called him, I said he sounded out of breath. He replied he was in pain! He was experiencing severe abdominal agony. I told him he needed to see a doctor. Why is it that a guy's first plan is to simply tough it out? I called him back in a couple of hours and learned he had an appointment that afternoon. After more thought, I told him the doctor would not likely be able to help and that he should call his sister and ask that she take him to the ER. He took my advice (a clear sign he was desperate). In the meantime, I called his brother to see if he or his wife had any clue what could be wrong. The best we could do was speculate.

Paul's sister, Gigi, took him to the ER and his brother, Victor, joined them. The first order of business was to get him out of pain. Ah yes, the beauty of narcotic pain killers! It didn't take long for the medical team to determine Paul had a kidney stone! Victor said my husband was about to give birth to a stone nearly 1/2-inch long. Paul came home in relative comfort but was told to come back two days later to have the stone removed. Victor was a champ! He spent the night in my guest room that night to ensure his brother would be all right.

Gigi took Paul back for out patient surgery. Since she couldn't stay, our good friend, Ross, came and took him home. They ate and watched a movie, then Victor came again. He and Paul ate some more and watched another movie, and Victor spent the night again.

Times like these make you realize what a blessing it is to have such great people in your life. Thank you Gigi, Ross, and Victor for taking good care of my guy when I was away.

Victor took a picture of the tiny obstacle that created a load of pain. The first shows detail of the ugly mass and the second shot is inside Paul's wedding ring to show the relative size.

You can be sure I'll plan a dinner party for Victor, Gigi, Ross (and their spouses) to thank them for their kindness during our time of need.

Milo's Third Birthday

2011-06-11T17:00:00.017-06:00

Tracy planned Milo's birthday party around a pirate theme. After a little convincing, Milo donned a pirate costume (for a few minutes).

Penny, however, need no encouragement to wear the costume. This girl refuses to keep a bow in her hair but is happy to wear a pirate hat and eye patch!

Milo's friends presented him with a super hero cape. Be careful or Penny will confiscate it.

The pirate theme include finding the hidden, ticking crocodile!.

Milo's friend, Grant, boldly snagged the reptile from its hiding place.

Joe's mother gave Penny a little Minnie Mouse to ensure she wouldn't feel left out.

Tracy provided a great spread and gift bags for Milo's guests.

The party's highlight was Tracy's homemade Texas sheet cake decorated like a pirate's treasure map. The palm trees are made from pretzel sticks and flattened gum drops.

After the guests left, Tracy's brother-in-law, Jake, got in a little exercise by bench pressing Milo!

We missed you, Joe. Happy Birthday, Milo!

Milo and Penny at the Splash Park

2011-06-10T16:21:00.001-06:00

Joe has been at FBI training for several weeks, which left Tracy flying solo managing the home front. I flew to Fresno to help her for a couple of weeks. We took Milo and Penny to a nearby splash park. What a great activity -- lots of fun with water without the worry of drowning. Penny played fearlessly in the water among older kids.

Milo joined her for a few minutes.

Milo's preference was to play "with" the water rather than "in" it.

At times, he got so excited he had to race around burning off energy. Here he is running around with a water balloon given to him by another family. He was so careful not to pop it until he got home.

For the most part, Milo enjoyed climbing.

Our intent was to wear out the kids, but I think I got worn out as well.

Changing Hats at Church

2011-06-05T22:37:00.001-06:00

While I was in California (and before Paul arrived), I learned that a member of the stake high council wanted to meet with me and requested Paul attend as well. I knew I wouldn't be home for another 3 weeks, so it gave me a lot of time to speculate about a new Church calling.

I've served as Young Women President in my ward for nearly 3 years. I've enjoyed the calling so much but have to admit it has been the most demanding and time consuming I've ever experienced. I even surprised myself that I looked forward to a change. I told Paul I have always thought I'd be well suited as a secretary in an auxiliary presidency but have never served as one.

Well, that was it. My new calling is Stake Relief Society Secretary. I haven't even met the other ladies in the presidency. This is unfamiliar territory as I've never served at the stake level. The last time I served in a Relief Society presidency was over 25 years ago. Strangely, I'm looking forward to it. Hope the learning curve isn't too difficult.

The Key to Loving Yard Work

2011-06-04T08:57:00.003-06:00

Paul likes taking care of the yard about as much as any guy. He likes the end product but it is, after all, work. Until recently. He bought a harnesses to attach the weed wacker to his waist, goggles to protect his eyes, and earmuffs to reduce the noise. He looks like he's ready to deal with hazardous waste.

After cutting down the weeds in our yard, he decided to cut down the tall grass across the street in the open space in front of our house. I knew he was enjoying it way too much when he kept going and going and going . . . .

My Husband, the Gambler?

2011-06-03T10:18:00.003-06:00

While going through some old pictures, I found this one of Paul taken about a year before we met. The UCLA ward (before they all became branches) organized a fundraiser. The theme was "Monte Carlo" and the activities included tables with all sorts of simulated gambling. At last year's UCLA's branch reunion, people still talked about this event as one of the most memorable. Some said it pushed the borders of propriety for a church that opposes gambling. Ahem! I think it went well beyond the borders. Still, Paul looked authentic in his role as Maitre 'D for the evening.

Twelfth Tour Aboard Powell Obsession

2011-05-19T20:39:00.003-06:00

Every year at the Lake is a different adventure. Powell's (I don't put the two words together to avoid random hits on my blog by people researching the resort) water level was purposely down this year in anticipation of the expected runoff from an abundance of snowfall. The water level is expected to raise 50 feet by the end of the summer.

Paul and I have learned the major difference between hosting guests near our age and hosting children, their spouses, and grandchildren. Guests near our age like to read, play games, watch movies, tour the area, and enjoy some water activities. Guests much younger engage in wake boarding, kayaking, fishing, hiking, cliff jumping, building fire pits, and roasting marshmallows until the point of exhaustion, then come back to the houseboat for a little food and sleep before starting over the next day. Both types are a lot of fun.

This year, we hosted four of Paul's siblings (and two spouses). Here is Paul with two brothers and two sisters at the beginning of the trip (Paul, Gigi, Jim, Victor, Toni). It's good to take a picture at the start because we can get pretty grubby by the end. Paul got a head start on the facial scruff.

Here is the same group after only a few days.

It was a great trip, but there were more glitches than we've ever experienced. To start, I was sick in bed for the first few days. We came directly from our California trip so I have no idea where I might have picked up a bug. Fortunately, Paul's sisters, Toni and Gigi, are terrific cooks and took over the kitchen without a hint of a problem. They are better than just good cooks. They are quite creative at using leftovers. They made potato pancakes from leftover mashed potatoes (no recipe!), and used leftover potatoes to make potato salad and a breakfast casserole. Instead of buying lunch meat for sandwiches, Paul bought a ham (overkill is his middle name). Not to worry! We had a ~~chicken~~ ham pasta salad. All the meals were first class. I think I made one dinner (even then with the help of Toni and Gigi) and only men did the clean up (mostly Jim). Thank you, gentlemen!

We were too far from Wahweap to go back for church, so we took a picnic lunch on the ski boat and went to Rainbow (separate the name) Bridge.

It was as beautiful as ever. I tried to capture the bridge in Jim's glasses but took the shot a little prematurely on the trail. As you can see, we weren't as close as we should have been.

This time, we were at a perfect distance, but I wasn't successful staying out of the reflection. Sorry, Jim. We'll have to try again next time.

There is a boulder in the area for optimal photography. Naturally, we were obnoxious enough to occupy it until all in our group posed for pictures.

If it's Sunday (no matter where), you'll find Victor wearing a white shirt and Scottish plaid tie.

Jim's attire (or lack thereof) is decidedly more casual.

Here are Arnold and Toni. Paul appreciates when Toni laughs at his jokes.

Tony is either helping Gigi up or down, not sure which.

Paul and I already have pictures of us in front of the bridge from years past, but this was a unique adventure.

Here are the five siblings half way through the trip. How are they doing? Victor is maintaining, Paul is sliding, Jim is rapidly approaching a caveman stage, but the sisters have risen to classy lounge wear.

Back on the houseboat after the excursion, some are in need of a little TLC. Instead of soaking up more sun, Jim is soaking in some cocoa butter to soothe his crispy skin.

Victor gives Toni a relaxing foot massage.

I still can't figure out how they did it, but Toni and Gigi capsized the kayak 9 years ago. I assured them that had to be an anomaly, so they tried it again. Success!! Congratulations, ladies.

Paul took a little time to satisfy his need for speed.

Victor works hard, plays hard, can be silly or serious; however, I've never seen him act like a cool dude -- until now. Here's the evidence.

I mentioned at the beginning of this post that we ran into a lot of glitches including a broken water heater, munched props, clogged water pipes, and the list goes on. In addition, we experienced a whole spectrum of weather including sun, glassy water, wind, rain (from drizzle to pelting), choppy water, and rough waves.

The most dramatic event was losing one of the wave runners in a channel on the way back to Wahweap. We couldn't stop the houseboat in the middle of the channel, so we slowed down, pulled the tow rope that was pulling the ski boat close enough for Paul and Jim to jump from the houseboat to the ski boat. We unleashed the ski boat and so they could turn around and go search for the lost wave runner while Victor drove the houseboat. The weather was uncooperative with wind, cold, and rain.

After some tense waiting, worrying, nail biting, and praying, we finally saw Paul returning with the ski boat followed by Jim on the rescued wave runner. Jim loves driving wave runners, but nobody likes being out in the cold, wind, and rain. Paul jumped back on the houseboat and Arnold jumped on the ski boat. Gigi said driving the houseboat to the buoy was like a video game because the wind pushed all the boats one direction then changed to the opposite direction in just a few minutes. It was like driving a tanker through a narrow maze. After 3 tries, we hooked up to the buoy.

Here are some close-up shots of our cast of sibling characters during the dramatic scene.

Paul

Victor

Toni

Gigi

All this time (between 60 to 90 minutes), Jim rode the wave runner. When he got back on the houseboat, he immediately went into hypothermia. Without a moment's hesitation, Toni and Gigi began a mission to get him warm (without the benefit of a working water heater). They covered him with blankets, rubbed his feet, and filled him with hot chocolate. (My mother-in-law would have been so proud!) I was a little worried too because it seemed to take him a long time to warm up. Looking at these pictures, does he appear to be in one iota of discomfort? I don't think so! In fact, it kind of makes you want to gag.

The eventful week ended and we are ready to leave. I was anxious to get home because the past 3 weeks virtually sapped my energy. Here is the motley crew just before departure.

To our wonderful guests, thanks for an unforgettable trip!

Mother's Day

2011-05-08T20:00:00.003-06:00

This Mother's Day was most memorable. My feelings are like those of many women in that Mother's Day is not one of my favorite days. I put my heart and soul into being a mother and I wanted to be a perfect one. A goal like that sets you up for disappointment. On so many past Mother's Days, I listened to speakers talk about the heroics of angelic mothers, and I knew I fell far short.

In recent years, I've tried to focus on the wonders, blessings, and tender moments I've had over the past 37 years of motherhood. There have been many. Being a mother is truly one of my choicest blessings and my children are priceless jewels.

Elena gave me a set of 3 glass pedestals that can be stacked into a 3-tiered dessert display. With all the hosting Paul and I do, it will come in so handy and I can't wait to use it.

My other 5 children (all are adults, but they are still "children" to me) gave me a gold "Mom" charm. I have served as Young Women President in my ward for nearly 3 years and have reason to think I will soon be released. I am on track to receive my YW medallion and may have to reach that goal after my release. I still plan to earn it (even though I earned one over 20 years ago), but I am happy to be able to wear this "Mom" charm on a chain for a necklace or a bracelet. It's taken much longer and been more challenging to earn than a YW medallion and it reminds me of the depth of joy that being a mother has brought.

Paul presented me with an amethyst that belonged to his mother and that he recently had changed from a ring to a necklace. I was never into large rings, but I will definitely wear an amethyst necklace. He also gave me a table runner for the living room table that he purchased in Central America last January.

Thank you. Thank you . This has been an unforgettable Mother's Day.

John generously put his culinary skills to use for Jessica, my mother, and me. So delicious!

Paige, always a great help in the kitchen, frosted the cake.

Brock decided to be an imp and not pose for a picture, but Jessica snagged him as he ran by.

We stopped by the Lowry's and heard a Mother's Day serenade by Tess and Sophie.

Thank you for enriching my life beyond measure!

Style and Sass

2011-05-07T20:00:00.001-06:00

I'm not sure how this got started, but I found myself taking pictures of my beautiful daughters posing with a natural flare for style and sass! They played off each other in showing more attitude.

Years ago, my son's friends told me I had high maintenance daughters. Hard to argue.

I gave my sons-in-law equal opportunity to show their cocky side. It was hard to keep a straight face while looking at these expressions.

Here's cool guy, Jake.

Tough guy, John.

And sinister guy, Dane.

To my daughters and their husbands, thanks for the fun photo shoot!

Post-baptism Festivities

2011-05-07T18:00:00.000-06:00

Elena invited everyone back to her home for food and celebration.

Tess created a hide-out in the corner.

Amanda still glowed on her special day.

We all joined in singing "Happy Birthday." Paige thought we were singing to Amanda and was so surprised to learn we were singing to her! She turned 9 years old yesterday.

Brock enjoyed the birthday cake no matter whose birthday it was.

Olive discovered that Amanda has figurines from "Tangled." She was so excited to play with them. Those eyes are even bigger than usual.

We were so happy to share this special day with Amanda.

Amanda's Baptism

2011-05-07T15:00:00.000-06:00

The special day finally arrived. Attending Amanda's baptism was the main purpose for this trip to California. Amanda decided to sing a solo at her own baptism. What a splendid job she did!

Tess posed by the sign-in table. Amanda created a picture of John the Baptist baptizing Jesus.

Paul and I posed with the MacDonald family.

Here we are with our newly baptized granddaughter.

This is a memorable shot of four generations, which includes my mother, me, Elena, and Amanda.

Here are a couple of pictures of Amanda's cousins who were able to attend. Tyler wasn't interested so Elena helped out. (Is it obvious that Owen is so proud of his medal?)

Amanda's youngest cousin to attend was Olive (held by Jessica).

Amanda posed with Uncle Jake, Aunt Wendy, Tess, and Sophie.

Amanda is a wonderful sister to her brother, Tyler, who struggles with Autism. He is a great boy with no guile. I think he sensed the importance of the occasion. Amanda's patience and kindness to those with special needs sets an example for everyone.

Owen's In-house Tournament

2011-05-06T19:00:00.000-06:00

For years, Jessica has searched for an extra-curricular activity that would be of interest and benefit to Owen. She found it. He has blossomed in the field of martial arts. We saw him practice his forms with precision. He talked all week about his in-house Taekwondo tournament and invited virtually everyone he knew. Here's the expert in his gear.

He said the mouth guard got in the way of talking and responding to Master Kim.

Giving it his best kick!

His dedication paid off. He was awarded a medal (which he proudly wore for days). Great job, Owen.

This Boy Melts My Heart

2011-05-06T06:00:00.003-06:00

Jessica had a pressing conflict on the day of Owen's Kindergarten class' Mother's Day program, so I got to go instead. Owen is a complicated little guy. He can cause all sorts of mischief one minute, switch gears, and be completing adoring the next. I'm glad he was happy I came.

The students ran to the mothers who waited at the lunch tables outside. When Owen came to me, he looked almost teary and said he was afraid I left because it took him a while to find me. I hugged him and said I wasn't about to miss this special day. We went inside and I watched the class perform. Oh my! I couldn't stop crying. What a sweet boy he is. The class sang and signed the words to "See Me Beautiful." Part way through the song I got the presence of mind to capture some of the words. These are the last few lines of the lyrics:

" . . . may be hard to find, but see me beautiful.
See me beautiful each and every day.
Would you take a chance as you find your way
to see me shining through in every thing I do and
see me beautiful."

He said he tried his hardest to do a good job. He succeeded!

He was a conscientious host!

Students made Mother's Day hats for all the moms. Great job, Owen.

Thanks for sharing your day with me, Owen!

Amanda Turns Eight

2011-05-03T19:00:00.000-06:00

Amanda's birthday was last week, but I was happy that her party occurred during my visit. I intended to be a lot of help to Elena, but I sprained my ankle a couple of hours before the party. I ended up being more of a liability than an asset.

Amanda is smart, kind, and sensitive to the feelings of others. Happy Birthday to a darling girl!

Ballerina Nikki

2011-05-02T19:00:00.000-06:00

Nikki also takes ballet lessons. With an older brother and sister in school all day, she wants activities. This is a girl very ready to go to Kindergarten in the fall.

Niiki's Swim Lesson

2011-05-02T06:00:00.003-06:00

I took a trip to California (Paul will join me in a week) to visit three daughters in Orange County. My first stay was with Elena, and I got to see Nikki (her youngest) swim. Elena enrolls her children in lessons and an early age because they dangerously lack any fear of water. Here's the future Olympian.

Downstairs Master Bedroom

2011-04-23T16:00:00.000-06:00

This room needs a lot of help, but Emily gave it a great start when she selected this bedding (from a grocery store, no less).

The couch is clearly too big, so it will have to be moved to another room and replaced with a love seat.

I told Emily I bought a picture with colors that coordinate nicely with this bedding. I said that, while I really liked it, I was afraid she would think it was tasteless. Her single question was, "Does it have animals in it?" Hmmm, let's see.

She knows that's my downfall. How could I answer otherwise? She said sometimes we just have to go with what we like and that, as long as I didn't go over the top with animal wall paper, light switches, bedding, etc., it could still work.

I want the picture hung on the angled wall, but Paul wants the chest of drawers and mirror there. For now, the mirror is there without the chest of drawers until we can decide what to do.

Grandchildren watch the TV when they climb into bed with their parents in the early morning, so I want to keep it. It just looks odd in the corner.

If anyone has any suggestions, let me know.

Living Room

2011-04-23T14:00:00.000-06:00

Elena told me it's hard to find art with a music theme without getting too cheesy or bizarre. I think this is a nice touch over the piano.

I like florals, probably too much, but this is a little more subdued that my usual mistakes.

Bedroom Retreat

2011-04-23T13:00:00.000-06:00

We rearranged things a bit in an effort to create a more intimate and inviting feel to this room. I wasn't too excited about the recliner chair and ottoman, but I have to say I love it because it's so comfortable. Jessica selected the vines for each side of the window.

I'm usually not fond of abstract art, but I like this one because the colors coordinate so well with the chairs.

Staircase

2011-04-23T12:00:00.000-06:00

Initially we had a picture of the Los Angeles Temple (our wedding temple) over the staircase but chose to move it to the bedroom retreat. This is a picture of the Mount Timpanogos Temple titled "Shelter from the Storm" and depicts patrons entering the temple in rainy weather. It was a bit trecherous to hang (climbing a ladder that leaned against Paul's chest)! It is a great addition for the staircase (and was a great sale, too).

Jack and Jill Bathroom

2011-04-23T11:00:00.000-06:00

One bathroom connects the Nursery and Bunk Bed rooms, so I tried to select towels that would coordinate with both. I bought and returned, bought and returned. At one point, I had my car and trunk full of towels in an effort to select the right shade. I may have missed it on this, but it's not an irreversible decision. I'm just done with it for now.

Here's the vanity near the Nursery.

Here's the one leading to the bunk bed room.

Nursery

2011-04-23T10:00:00.000-06:00

This is the perfect location for sleeping babies. Downstairs in the far back of the house is cool, quiet, and a sleeping baby can rest comfortably and undisturbed.

The problem with this room is that it still needs art on the walls. Any ideas?

Bunk Bed Room

2011-04-23T09:00:00.000-06:00

People often refer to this room as the "dorm" because it contains 2 sets of bunk beds and a trundle bed. With Emily's help, I selected these bedspreads because they were multi-colored, not gender-specific, sturdy, coordinate with the walls, and still have a pop of color. I love the result!

Initially, I hung this picture in my bedroom retreat but always felt it was a little out of place. When I relocated it to this room, I thought it coordinated quite well.

This is Lucy's wall of fame. Grandchildren stay in this room, and many of them still have fond memories of Lucy. A relative gave this chest of drawers to my parents when I was very young. It's unnerving to know it now qualifies as an antique!

Paul and Elena commissioned an artist to create this sketch from a photo. Tracy created the word art with all the pet names we gave our wonderful pet.

Guest Bathroom

2011-04-23T08:00:00.000-06:00

I tried to coordinate the guest bathroom and bedroom colors. My color selection is usually too garish. In this room, I ended up making some mistakes but not terribly serious (i.e., expensive) ones. This shower curtain is mult-colored but still subdued.

No one seems to like this picture. That is, no one except me. That's why it's still hanging. Paul wants to find a replacement. If he finds one I like, this may move to another room.

The towels are pretty basic to coordinate with the counter top.

No one seems to like this soap dispenser. Actally, some people like it -- like patronizing friends. Paul reminds me every time guests come that the soap dispenser isn't a good match. I tell him not to look at it.

Guest Room

2011-04-23T07:00:00.000-06:00

I struggled with furniture placement in this room more than any other. We opted for a queen bed because the room is a little small for a king. Paul and I selected everything in this room ourselves (confirming with Emily's approval later).

I read that, while a room should not have a hodge podge appearance, it also shouldn't look as though everything came from the same display. I think that's so confusing it's virtually worthless advice. Items in this room came from Osmond Design (end table), RC Willey (picture), Costco (bed and headboard), Kohl's (bedding),Tai Pan Trading (mirror), At Home Living (chair), a private party (dresser), and Wal Mart (table lamp). What could be more hodge podge? No regrets! It was a lengthy but surprisingly painless process.

I found this picture and still wonder if it was mismarked. There was another picture, very large and badly damaged. Perhaps it was supposed to be marked down instead of my picture. It was a great find.

Paul found this giant dresser. It's quite a bit bigger than we anticipated but we think it will work out well.

When I was going through some old pictures, I found a strip from a photo booth that I had taken with my grandmother when I was about 16. My friend and photographer, Scott Hancock restored it on canvas.

Can I entice someone to "be our guest"?

Home Decor: My Never Ending Challenge

2011-04-23T06:00:00.001-06:00

My daughters have clued in that, whenever they are in town, I hope to get some guidance on home decor. I love living in this home but the challenge of deciding on furniture, accessories, wall hangings, etc. is overwhelming. When I have my eye on something they think is not a good choice, it's infinitely more helpful when they tell me why. Little by little, I'm learning more about the creative art of decorating. Over the last several months, I procured some additional furnishings -- some with their help and some on my own.

Several of them have asked me to post pictures on the improvements, so the next few posts will be by individual rooms and at their request.

Wesley in "Les Mis"

2011-04-22T22:30:00.001-06:00

My nephew, Wesley Morgan, performed in his high school's production of "Les Miserables." Paul and I attended out of courtesy and didn't expect much. We were blown away! I've never seen such a polished and talented performance of high school students. The cast read the book to get a better understanding of the characters and setting. Wesley sang, danced, and performed superbly. He played a student and a member of the revolution, a prisoner, and even an abuser. Now that was acting!

Here he is with his proud mother and aunt (Paul's sisters).

This must be his tough, shifty look.

Congratulations, Wesley! Well done.

Alex Boyer

2011-04-20T22:04:00.001-06:00

Cedar Hills Stake Relief Society is fortunate enough to have a member of its presidency who is a close friend of Alex Boyer, world wide performer and member of the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. Bro. Boyer has an extremely busy schedule but was willing to speak and sing at a Stake Relief Society day time meeting. He has an amazing voice and an equally amazing conversion story. He stayed to greet everyone who was interested to meet him. Naturally, I didn't miss an opportunity like that! What an inspiring event.

The Culprits

2011-04-19T23:57:00.000-06:00

Well, they did it! The Cedar Hills City Council managed to vote the city into further debt and business speculation. The motion to do the deed was crafted to be an "administrative" decision rather than a "legislative" decision, so it would not require a vote of the people.

This is the most overly sensitive person I've met. He is a City staff member and asked a citizen to move his video camera to another location. Paul politely asked if there was some sort of floor plan prepared for citizens to know these things. The man replied in a downcast, whiney voice, "Do we have to fight about this?" Unbelievable. Asking a question must equate picking a fight to this man.

I think this is a City planner . He tried to portray the idea that this venture would have broad appeal to all citizens of Cedar Hills and not just to golfers. For example, the "events center" would be a great place for a book club. Has anyone ever heard of a book club renting a city facility? My book club, and everyone I know who attends a book club meets in homes or at free venues. Did anyone conduct a serious survey?

The City Council made a motion that was clearly crafted by an attorney. I wonder who could have done that. Take a guess. Here's the City Attorney. Thanks a lot, pal!

And here are the City Council members who claim to want to make decisions based on what a majority of the residents want -- but refuse to put the issue to a public vote! Sleep well, if you can.

Ah yes, the tax and spend mentality is alive and well!

Back in the Political Arena

2011-04-14T23:27:00.002-06:00

Someone asked me what I miss about living in California (other than friends and family). The City of Irvine was far superior in responding to citizen input. Members of the City Council of Cedar Hills often seem to view residents as obstacles to their personal agendas. Their tax and spend mentality is alive and well.

The city has had a tax-glutting, revenue-draining golf course for a few years (thanks to a previous City Council). To help off-set the expenses, the current City Council wants to divert money earmarked for recreation (park improvements, etc.) and allocate it to building a golf clubhouse / wedding reception center. In other words, our city will yet again enter into a government-run business better left to the private sector. Paul and I signed separate but complementary initiatives and waited 34 days (the maximum the City could delay) to receive the City's financial impact statement which came (1) during Spring break when many residents are out of town and (2) only two days before all 500+ required signatures could be collected.

KSL news came to our home and interviewed Paul on the subject. The link below will bring up a video clip of the interview taken on my balcony (following a short advertisement). The video is 2 minutes 25 seconds. Paul's comments occur between 43 and 53 seconds from the start and again for 6 seconds starting at 1 minute 13 seconds from the start.

http://www.ksl.com/?nid=148&sid=15151652

What a Difference a Word Makes

2011-04-13T17:13:00.001-06:00

Tracy and I exchanged emails 2 nights ago, and she told me Joe took Penny (12 months old) to the ER because she showed signs of pneumonia. Yesterday morning Wendy called and said Penny was rushed via ambulance from the ER to a children's hospital with some complications including blood clotting in her lungs. Hearing that was like getting punched in the stomach. I called my other kids, called the temple, and kept trying to reach Tracy. Several hours later, Tracy called from the hospital (her cell phone didn't get service there so she stepped outside to call me).

Tracy explained she had told Wendy that Penny had blood drawn (not a blood clot). What a relief washed over me. I wanted to hold it together while one the phone with Tracy since she didn't need any more drama, but I have to say my emotions got the best of me. I was so very thankful that my baby's baby was going to be all right and would get the treatment she needed. Choking on emotion, I kept telling Tracy what good news it was and that I loved her and loved her baby and appreciated her call and . . . (you get the idea).

After one night in the ER and another in a hospital room, Penny was discharged and up and around at home. Here she is in her little hospital gown.

Mother-Daughter Party

2011-04-06T13:21:00.003-06:00

After our successful Daddy Daughter Date, the mother of one of the girls suggested we have an event for the Laurels and their mothers. As circumstances had it, there was only one day before graduation (after which 5 of our 9 Laurels leave the program) that we could schedule it.

The Laurel Presidency decided things should be pretty and girly, so we thought we'd call it a Mother Daughter Tea, but the bishop said to change the name. We decided to make something in these elegant parfait dishes.

One of the leaders said they look more like martini glasses, so we should call it a happy hour; but I said I was sure that wouldn't get approved. We thought of serving shrimp and cocktail sauce and calling it a cocktail party. We realized we were going downhill rapidly, so we thought it best to stick with "party."

The day before Tracy moved from San Jose to Fresno, she created another cute invitation for me.

We served fingertip sandwiches, sweet and sour meatballs, veggies and dip, a frothy, slushy drink in a punch bowl, and filled the parfait dishes with a decadent chocolate mousse with strawberries and whipped cream that was sure to obliterate any diet.

We did a mini version of a favorite things party so everyone brought 3 favorite things each worth not more than $1. People got pretty creative. There were packets of flower seeds, mini tubs of ice cream, lip gloss, candy bars, etc. I stayed true to form of being boringly practical and brought mesh laundry bags.

This mother/daughter team won the game of who knew each other the best. They scored 11 correct answers out of a possible 13. Their prize was a ceramic cupcake containing a chocolate scented candle.

They are wonderful girls whose mothers are deservedly proud.

It's hard to believe they will soon be adult college co-eds!