Sunday, June 14, 2009

A new project


This past year I have taught a Monday morning Adult Religion Class. It's been fun. I thought to begin with that if a dozen people came we could have a nice little class and maybe learn something together. But I guess it met a need and we started out with a pretty good crowd and it grew until we had about fifty come every week. We studied the Gospels together. We went through each of them systematically from beginning to end. Last week was our last class. Adults are more expressive than youth usually are and I received a couple of kind notes of thanks in the mail and one interesting comment after our last class. Brother Ulbricht, the dad of one of Dan's High School buddies, said he took a class once from Henry Eyring, the scientist, who suggested that they should consider writing a book sometime during their life to put to paper some of their important thoughts and ideas. Brother Ulbricht suggested that I should consider doing that myself. I thought afterwards, well that goes along with Joey's moniker that I was the best writer in the Church (said tongue in cheek in case you didn't get that part). But, interestingly enough it coincided with some thoughts and feelings I've had lately. And I hope this isn't misunderstood. I've become forgetful lately (more than normal -- see cell phone experience below). And I've begun to wonder if I'll exit life locked in the Alzheimer strait jacket that Dad had to deal with. So I've felt I should write and share some things that are close to my heart. I've felt for years that I didn't do a very good job of sharing gospel/scripture insights with my own children (although we were pretty regular with scripture reading). So I decided to start making new entries in the Insights and Discoveries link (see upper left of this blog)and to find time to be a more regular contributor to this "newsy" blog.

I've been a fairly regular journal writer but who's ever going to read those entries?? I've appreciated keeping up with my kids through their blogs. I hope they're also preserving that information with some kind of a written journal version. I was impressed with President Eyring's talk in the October 2007 Conference titled "O Remember, Remember." I'm just a little slow at responding to his suggestion.

So this Looonngg explanation is to invite you to look under Insights and Discoveries every now and then to see what the Old Man has to say. When Joey was on his mission I was inspired by something that was written in Elder Maxwell's biography -- that he had written his son Cory on his mission more than once a week so I wrote regular weekly epistles to Joey. Mostly they were what I was currently studying and thinking about. It was something kind of special we shared together. I thought I should do the same for all my children so here goes.

Dad

Our little angel Sophia


Mom's on her way to Utah with Naomi and her girls then on her way to North Dakota to help Katie drive to Utah. She'll be gone all week(another story). Friday afternoon/evening I helped her get ready by helping her in the basement with some spring cleaning she's been working on. I helped her wash walls in our room then she washed windows while I vacuumed leaves and junk out of the bottom of the window wells ("junk" included enough spider webs and spiders that I put the vacuum outside afterwards just in case--you never know when an irate spider might decide to climb out of the vacuum hose and come looking for you). And I vacuumed under our bed. When we were done we made a Winco/Walmart run.

Saturday morning I went to our Stake Youth Conference at Teancum Timbers. I looked all over for my cell phone but couldn't find it so I went without. In the evening when I returned I looked some more but couldn't find the phone anywhere. We called Walmart and I drove out to Winco to see if maybe I'd left it out there. On the way I prayed, "Heavenly Father, please help me find my cell phone." Shows you how far I've descended into the current age--imagine, praying to find a cell phone. It wasn't at Winco. When I got home Naomi's kids were all in bed and Naomi and Mom sat on the couch wearing funny grins. It seems that Naomi had laid down with Sophia who asked where Papa went? "He went to see if he could find his cell phone." Sophia: "I know where his cell phone is." Naomi: "You do?" Sophia: "It's under their bed." Naomi: "Are you sure." Sophia: "Yea, I'm sure. I saw it there." Naomi: "Go get it and take it to Grandma."

Thanks Sophia for being the little angel who answered my prayer.

Sunday, June 7, 2009

Best Lemonade in Town


Thelma's Lemonade is the best icy lemonade around. You find it on the corner of State and 1st right across the street from the church office building. I went several times this spring while in Salt Lake taking care of Susan before they started selling it again. (Evidently they shut down the machine in the winter.)


It is cold and it makes you pucker. As you can see by the look that Hattie is giving us. If you are not careful when guzzling this you will get one of those brain freezes. It is so good

"Oh Grandma I love my Pinks"


One day when Hattie and I went to Temple Square she threw her arms out wide and said to me "Oh Grandma I love my pinks". She was refering to all of the pink tulips on Temple Sqaure. I must agree with her I love them and they were absolutely beautiful.

Happy Fathers Day


Write a short message to your Dad or brother or friend or what ever he may be to you.
This good man is my wonderful husband, friend and lover. He is all that I had hoped for as a young woman in wondering what kind of man I would marry. He is a great Dad to our children and even greater Grandpa to our grand children. He always wants to do what is right and is wonderful Bishop in our ward.