Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Winners!!

Everybody loves a winner. I love my winners. I have 5 winners....I've never been much for rules. Ladies....Heather, Renae, Salena, Susan and Jackie....be watching for a package from me. Oh, Susan...I think I need your mailing address....and whether you want an S or...oh...an S (never mind). I'm so excited!!

Pay It Forward

One of my favorite songs in church is "Because I Have Been Given Much". It is that attitude I strive for everyday. Because I have been given much, I too must give. I have been blessed with a wonderful family, sisters for BFFs, fabulous friends, a country I love and you....my Blogmates. So today I am doing a Pay It Forward blog. My sister has done this a couple of times and I loved the idea of giving things to my friends and them making things for their friends and so on.



HOW IT WORKS:

1 - Be one of the first 3 people to comment on this post, which then entitles you to a hand made gift from me.

2 - Winners must post this challenge on their own Blog, meaning that you will Pay It Forward, creating a hand made gift, anything for the first 3 Bloggers to comment on your post about this giveaway.

3 - The gift that you send your friends can be of any price range and you have 365 days to make/ship your item. This means you should be willing to maintain your Blog until you have received your gift, and you have shipped your gifts. ((And remember, it's the spirit and the thought that count.))

4 - When you receive your gift, please feel free to Blog about it, sharing the appropriate linky.love! If you are not one of the top 3 to comment on this post, you can still play along. Go ahead and start your own Pay It Forward chain, and encourage your Blogging friends to do the same.

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Before.....

What do I do when the house is a mess and the laudry is piling up and the dogs need fed and the child needs runned (I do know that is not a word...but it is slang at our house for "needs to be taken places" and I'm sticking with it) around and the yard needs mowing....I spray paint. Yep. I used to toll paint....everything. Now I spray paint. It's so much faster and I am really all about immediate gratification. So I dropped Jo off at "Behind the Wheel Training" and headed to Good Will. It is an interseting place and it doesn't smell half as bad as the Salvation Army. I found a
few things that could use my attention.
I have been very drawn to owls lately. For some odd reason....they remind me of my Mom.


I got some really ugly, and I do mean UGLY picture frames. I wish I was better at taking before pics....but I'm not. This one was the worst.It was a faded fleshy salmon color with faded green and blue at the top.This was the pic behind the glass. ick!!

It really needed some help. So I took it home and took it apart. I'd like to tell you that I cleaned it with a toothbrush....but aside from cleaning the glass....I just started spraying. I LOVE the way the black looks. I put some scrapbook paper on top of the sad old flowers and put the (clean) glass on top. I screwed it all back together and put an initial middle of the circle. It is for my friend (TBA). I do hope she likes it. The best part is she can change the paper to whatever she likes. I am making this little beautyinto something similar....but since I am still searching for the perfect size letter, I can't tell you who it is for. I found a few more frames and an unpainted tray. Here are their before and almost finished states. I am very excited to get these finished. As for the house that is falling down around me.....house???? What house....all I see are projects!!!


And I really show you what they all look like when they are finished!!!

Saturday, July 25, 2009

He Killed It


A while back I started noticing some dry looking patches in our yard. It was odd because we'd just had A LOT of rain. I noticed them getting drier and bigger for a few days. huh....I asked Jim what he thought the issue was. Jim has always been very particular about our yard...wherever we've lived. In fact he'd has sort of a reputation for being "THE" yard guy. In Rigby he would spend hours working in the yard. While the rest of us didn't share his passion for yard work we were able to...support him...in his obsession to have the greenest, most fabulous lawn in the hood.
In Rigby, many a neighbor watched as Jim hand watered the dry patches and cared for the 80 some odd trees on our almost acre sized lot. They watched as we placed huge slabs of stone in our landscape. They even laughed as we raked, swept and vacuumed the tiny rocks from the grass that the careless drivers had flipped onto our green oasis. So as our "dry" patches here began to grow....I was worried. I was afraid of what new yard project we were going to have to participate in to fix this mess. As Jim and my Dad (so not a yard guy) were discussing the possible causes of such a large scale patch problem, it dawned on my Dear Hubby. He had used what he thought was WD40 (or actually some other real weed killer that I can not name at this moment) just the week before. He ran to the garage to inspect the offending chemical only to find a jug of Round-Up in it's place. Horrified, he gasped....wondering if he had caused this lawn graffiti. Apparently when he thought he'd be just killing weeds....he was killing EVERYTHING!!! So sad for lawn guy!! Now that we had the culprit we needed a solution. We were going to have an open house for Kevin in a week and the lawn looked like a mine field. Oh, what would Rob say?? What would Bob say?? (Well, like any true friends....they would laugh....duh!!) We tried to paint the spots. We'd seen that done on DIY....why not. Not so much. Next course of action.....sod.

Oh, how Jo and I despise sod. In Rigby we dug a lot of sod out of our yard in various landscape projects. But now we get to dig out dead grass and put in a patch of....not dead....grass. Fun??? Not in the slightest. Hard, back breaking work.....yes.
So much for the newly painted nails. Oh well....My DH's sanity is worth more than pretty nails...right??
We raked and shoveled for 2 hours and managed to get 6 of the 10 rolls placed. It was the least amount of fun I'd had all day....which really isn't a fair statement because up until that point I'd had one of the MOST fun days I've had in months. So I guess this kind of balanced it out.
We still have a lot of work to do...but I think it will look better...at least. It certainly can't look much worse. Poor Jim. He really didn't mean to kill it.

Monday, July 20, 2009

I GOT A LETTER!!!

This has just been the BEST day. First, I didn't die during exercise class. Then, my brother got his test results back and he will be fine. And then, the rain watered my flowers and lawn. AND THEN I GOT AN E-MAIL FROM KEVIN!!! WOOHOO!! Mondays rock!! tehehehe Just kidding, I stick with my original assessment from this morning...Mondays stink....but today was fabulous. He is doing well and loves it there. ((big sigh of relief)) I have copied (most of) the letter for you all to see.


HELLO from the MTC things are amazing here!!! i really love serving the Lord. even though i haven't gotten out in the field yet. Getting up at 6:30 has been hard but i am getting used to it. My companions name is Elder Barthel. and also there are 2 others in my room, Elder McRay and Elder Cooper they are both way cool!!!! i am amazed at how many tattoos i have seen here though... Don't believe all the things about the food here, it really isn't that good. Oh and also there are 8 people in my district which is about average. I was asked to be the Senior Companion which is kinda weird for me but i don't really have to do much just kinda keep the code haha... but i have missed getting on the computer everyday... Other than that the MTC is great! I miss all of you at home though!!! I can't wait to get out in the field :)

I LOVE YOU GUYS AND MISS YOU SO MUCH I AM HAVING FUN

ELDER READER

So cool!! I miss that kid like crazy. I am so happy to hear that he is doing well. My heart is bursting tonight. I feel so blessed with everything that has happened today. Thanks for all the prayers on Travis' behalf. And all the prayers that have been sent up for me...I am feeling the love. Thanks guys.

Saturday, July 18, 2009

A Long Wait

So here we are at the airport at 5:20 in the morning. We waved through the glass and then he was gone. So now I watch the mailbox with the same anticipation that Kevin felt as he waited for his call. I don't really expect there to be a letter for a while yet....but I get excited anyway. My Aunt Chris lives in Orem. She has a friend who works as a nurse at the MTC. Kevin escorted one of the missionaries in his district to the nurses office and introduced himself to my Aunt's friend. She then told my Aunt....who told me....that he is doing fine and is a very nice young man. tehehehe So did you follow that? Translation....I got word that Kevin is good and I can relax a teensy little bit. I loved that little bit of news more that I can say. It was like someone put some Turtle Balm right on my heart. Oh how I miss him. But I am so happy at the same time. Weird.

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

The Reality

So this morning we took Kevin to the airport. In theory, I was going to be fine. We had said our "see ya laters" last night after a couple of board games. I know without a doubt that he is doing what he should be doing. But reality hit this morning. Like a ton of bricks to my gut. In our unusual haste to get out the door this morning....I forgot my camera....of course. So I had Jo take a couple of pics with my phone. Not the idea going away pics....but it would do....right? Wrong. As soon as he walked through security and over to the side I could no longer go....it hit me. Those were the last pictures I would get of he and I together FOR 2 YEARS! Idiot!! He looked so grown up, so adult as I waved at him from behind the glass. He mouthed "I love you" and turned to find a seat to wait. I wanted to bang on the glass....WAIT....I'm not finished yet. I need more time.....then reality set in. I am out of time. I did what damage I could and now he is in the Lord's hands....for real. Kevin gave a talk in church on Sunday. He did pretty good. On the way home he pointed out that he was kind of bummer because he had forgotten to say one of the most important things he wanted to mention. I told him to pretend we were back at church and tell us. He said that when he had his first interview to be a missionary back in March, the Stake President asked him why he wanted to go on a mission. At the time he really felt his answer was ok....basically a seminary answer right out of the book. As the months have gone by he has reflected on that question a lot. He wanted to share his new answer with everyone at church. He told us that the reason he chose to serve a mission for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints is to give back some of what he has been given. He has realized how lucky he is to know that Jesus Christ is his Savior and that through the Attonement everyone will have the chance to live with our Father in Heaven. He wants to help others build an eternal family like the one he has. He feels so lucky to be able to tell people about the good news in the gosple of Jesus Christ. He went on to say that he would feel very ungrateful if he let this opportunity to serve the Lord slip away. Giving up 2 years of his life, time with his family and time in school, seems like a small price to pay for all that he has been given. wow. I do wish he had shared that in church....but I am so grateful that he shared that with his Dad and sister and I. He is such a great guy. My heart breaks at the thought of dealing without him for 2 years. I will treasure our late night (9 p.m.) talks and our Uno games. I will miss his ability to make me laugh at myself when I am being ridiculous and his sweet and genuine smile. But how can I feel too sorry for myself when he is being so selfless. I will tell you that I have cried....a lot....today. But I do expect it to get easier and I look forward to the New and Improved Kevin that the Lord sends back to me. He was so excited to get his name badge, identifying him as a diciple of Jesus Christ, that I think he would have walked to Provo if it had been required. So, the reality is, I am missing him more than I ever thought possible. But would I change a thing....no.