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Sunday, July 27, 2008

Utah/Idaho 08

Wow, it's been awhile since I last wrote. I was hoping to be in my 'write' mind by now, but, with jet lag from my trip, I don't know if it's coming back any time soon.
I went to Utah and Idaho last week to visit friends and family and did a month's worth of activities in one week.

It was so great to see all my friends again. I haven't been to Utah for 10 years! Kids have grown up, some have moved out! Our hearts are still the same, though. We're all still great friends.I left Saturday, July 12, and Jane Kessler picked me up at the airport and took me home. From there we went up to Ogden to visit Colleen Gillis and family, then to Draper to visit Angelo and Deanna Carlini. I hadn't seen them for 23 years! E-mail is so great -- and Christmas lettters! We've been corresponding all this time and it felt as if no time at all had gone by.Angelo is doing well after his stroke. It was just so good to see them again.That's me in the middle with my good friends, Angelo and Deanna Carlini

Deanna took Jane and I through her garden and back yard, then we sat to chat on a log swing her son Aaron made for her. Her granddaughters, Adam's daughters, from Arizona were visiting and they greeted us like they hadn't seen us in ages (when we had never even ever met them!) and then Aaron's daughter dropped by and we got the same greeting. What wonderful people! I remember taking a photo of Jay Kessler, too, but I guess it didn't turn out... too bad. He's a great guy and I enjoyed talking with him. He's now bishop of his ward in Magna, UT

I love vacations when I can travel to Utah and see all my all friends.

The next day Jane took me to "Music and the Spoken Word." She is a member of the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. I felt so honored to be able to go to that with her.


She had to be there early, so I investigated the Conference Center grounds



and walked all over Temple Square taking photos ...

... some of me!



I tried to be creative....

The tabernacle is in the background



Hyrum Smith on left and Joseph Smith, Jr. on right. I had deja vu after just doing the Stake Play






I was amazed to see what used to be a street separating the temple square from the Joseph Smith Memorial Building is now a plaza or promenade.




Brigham Young with the SLTemple in the background





The entrance to the Joseph Smith Memorial building from the promanade. The Nauvoo Cafe below. I thought we were going here for lunch on Tuesday, but we went to the restaurant on the roof instead. Still, I did get a nice image reflection of Brigham Young's statue.
And I got to set up some shots of the temple and new reflecting pool.



At least I think it's new. I don't remember seeing it before, but it's been 10 years, so......




Then I had to get in line to go inside the Conference Center. I think I could have spent another hour outside taking pictures around Temple Square. As it was, I had been out there for 1 1/2 hours already. The temp was slightly cool and I'm glad I had my jacket. The weather was wonderful!
Once inside, I got to see all the goings on of the behind the scenes rehearsals and set ups for "Music and the Spoken Word." It's the longest running radio broadcast -- I believe 74 years now. It's also broadcast on local and satellite television.
It was amazing to see all the cameras -- and they were in the faces of the people on the ends of rows. I don't know how they can concentrate with all the cameras gauking at them... but they do it every week, so they're probably used to it. We were allowed to take pictures and videos during the rehearsal. I only had my video on my little, very inadequate, camera, so I got some sound, but the video is not very good.That's Jane: third row up, far left (red hair)



Jane is pretty much in the center of this shot

Once they started performing, you had to be very quiet and you couldn't take photos or videos. Once the closing credits were done, we all let loose with applause and a standing ovation. I am always moved by standing ovations. I imagine they get a standing ovation every week. I wonder if they ever get used to that...






I was surprised and pleased to hear them sing the song "All My Trials." At first I didn't remember why I knew the words. Then I remembered I sang it when I was in high school in my guitar trio. I'll have to e-mail it to them so they can hear it, too.

So, after all was said and done, the announcer said, "I'd like to introduce a visitor to Music and the Spoken Word today. President ...(pause)," I just thought it was a president of some company or something, "...Thomas S. Monson -- and his wife and daughter."

We all gasped and looked around. Then he stood up and was sitting right in the front row!!! We hadn't seen him sneak in!

So, I thought, I better high tail it over there before everyone gets in line to shake his hand. So I make it to the front and try to push my way past this guy who put his hand out and said, "I don't think you want to go any farther."

I said, "I just want to get close enough to take a good picture. I have a really lousy camera." Then I tried to advance.

"I think you'll want to just stay where you are."

"Can't I just get a little closer?"

Then it dawned one me.... this must be a body guard!!! So I just took a photo of him with my lousy camera. But I saw him with my own two eyes and took a picture with my own two hands.

President Monson is sitting down in the front row in the grey suit.


blurry photo... oh well....



not as blurry, but I had to shoot from a distance through a crowd



There was a retirement tribute after the broadcast so that took up their rehearsal time. President Monson was present because he is the advisor for the choir. Jane told me President Hinckley was the advisor for the choir ever since he was a lowly clerk. He just kept the advisor position with every step up he made in the church. Then, she said, once the prophet is the advisor for the choir, are you gonna just give it to some lowly clerk again? Anyway, President Monson annouced to the choir who its new advisor was going to be -- "It's me!" he said.

How Providential was that? That I was able to see and hear the prophet while I was in SLC?! He spoke to the choir during the tribute and he told stories, of course. I love his stories. What a great man....

Then, Jane and I went to a random sacrament meeting somewhere, then back to her house for lunch. Then she drove me down to the Meyerson's in Sandy, UT. I knew I would see Jane again on Tuesday when a few of us were getting together to go to the SLTemple for a session, so the parting was not painful.

It was so good to see Bonnie and Mike again, even though I had just seen them the Sunday before. They flew out to NJ to see Travis and Jenny and Lexi. I wondered if they were going to be home in time to see me!!

They have a new dog -- Dodger -- a poodle/Bichon mix. I wanted to dognap him and take him home with me!

I pretty much no sooner got there than I was whisked off to Dale and Shannon Erling's house in Pleasant Grove, UT. When I got there, the Clarks were there, too! Yippeee! More people to see!

Lisa, Anne, Kelly


Dale and Shannon now have 5 kids. Who'd of ever thunk it? It was so great to see all his kids. I've known Dale since he was a teenager and met Shannon when they got engaged on my first trip to Utah in 1992.



Shannon, Sarah, Dale, Nathan, Jacob and Rachel. Baby Joshua was up in his crib.


The Erlings' new baby had a very eventful birth. He was delivered at home by the EMT next door. Unfortunately little Joshua ended up spending 2 weeks in the NICU. He has to be quarentined for 6 months and can't go near people. I wish I could have held him. He was so tiny and cute.
It was great to see the Clarks, too, and their daughter, Anne. I can't believe she is 17 now. She was 7 the last time I saw her. I was so happy to see them!
Good times....good times....



The next day Bonnie and I went to the movies and saw "Emma." That was really good. It had me in tears at the end. Then she took me to Tai Pan, I think it was called. It was a home furnishings store. I don't think there are any around here. It was nice. We still have the same taste, I noticed.
We chilled the rest of the night, I think. I can't remember what I did. Maybe I took a nap. I was suffering from jet lag the whole time. At any time of day I would just crash and have to take a little nap.

I can't believe Bonnie can see the Jordan River temple from her master bedroom! And she told me there is going to be another temple built closer to the mountains and she will be able to see that one, too.

It just doesn't seem fair. Philadelphia is the only metropolitan city that doesn't have a temple. I didn't realize that! What is holding us up from having a temple!? Zannah says tithing, priesthood and baptisms. But we're baptizing a ward a year! Maybe soon....

Tuesday Bonnie and I set off for the SLTemple. There we met Jane, Joanne Blood and Nancy Ballard! It was so great to be with them again and in the temple. We did an endowment session, then went over to the Joseph Smith Mem'l building for lunch on the roof.

Joanne, Nancy, Jane and Bonnie at the top of the Joseph Smith Mem'l Building overlooking the SLC Temple -- breathtaking!

We had all brought photos and we shared stories and told each other about our lives. Bonnie had never met any of them, so now she knows some of my friends who used to be in the Doylestown ward. She was brought into the covetous group (haha).

Joanne, Jane, Bonnie, me and Nancy. Amy, our cute waitress took this shot. Is it just me, or are people just friendlier in Utah?

Joanne, Jane and Bonnie

Jane had to dash off to a temple wedding at the Jordan River Temple at 4 p.m., so we said farewell at about 3:00. What a life! Go to one temple in the morning and another in the afternoon. *sigh*

I still can't believe Bonnie and Mike let me use their car to drive all the way to Idaho and back! What a tremendous gift! Because I didn't have to take the shuttle to Rexburg, I was able to pull off the main drag (I-15) and do a side trip to Smithfield, UT!

The next day I left about 8:30 a.m. and headed to Smithfield to see the Elder who baptized me in 1981. I hadn't seen him for 10 years either. The last time I saw him was at the 1998 CES Symposium I went to when I was a seminary teacher back then. I found him on the Internet! I had lost contact with him since 2000. He now has 12 children! WHOA!

Elder Poulsen and child #10Mary Ellen and baby Caden (#12)

It was so wonderful to see Elder Poulsen and his family. All his kids are darling and his wife doesn't look a day over 25! Being with him brought back so many good memories of my conversion. I was able to tell him my conversion story again and he liked hearing it. I was there for about 2 hours, then I headed north.



IDAHO

I traveled from Smithfield to Rexburg in about 3 1/2 hours. I got to my girls' apartment with about an hour to spare before I went to see Zannah dance! Yippeeee! Her roommate, also a dancer, was having her choreography final and Zannah was one of her dancers. It was one of two times I got to see Zannah dance again! It was great! Then we snuck out of that auditorium and headed over to another to see Zannah's other roommate's final for her directing class. That was nice, too. Sandy and Jewely went with us, and Zannah's friend, Chris.


Zannah in Cara's dance



Those next 4 days are so blurry because I was so tired, I don't remember all I did. I forget what I did Wednesday night, if anything but sleep. But Jewely's roommate Mandy gave up her bed to me because she needed to pull an all-nighter to study for her finals. She said she would have slept in the living room anyway. I was happy to sleep on the couch, but she insisted. I actually slept in a bed every night, the last night in Jewely's bed. Good girls, all.

Thursday and Friday were filled with finals for all three of my kids. I saw them haphazardly. When Jewely was in-between finals on Thursday, we went to "Circle of Love" -- a bridal shop. When we walked into the store, I saw this beautiful dress on a manikin and said to her, "That is one of the loveliest dresses I've ever seen.... it's probably too expensive."

We picked out about 6 dresses to try on. The shop girl, Camille, was very helpful. She overheard us talking about the dress on the manikin and asked if we would like to try that one, too. I said, "Well... we're on a budget." When she told us the price, it was at the cap of my spending limit. "OK!"

Beautiful Jewely and her beautiful wedding gown


So Jewely tried it on and she looked so beautiful! She tried on two other dresses, too, but they did not compare to the first. Photos don't do it justice. She looked beautiful in it. It was perfect for her. She has to wear 2" heels, though, but she wants to! And we have to rent a slip. We made arrangments to go back the next day for a fitting.



A close-up of the lace overlay


That evening the 4 of us went to Courtneys for dinner in Sugar City. It was so great to see them! I can't believe I forgot to take pictures while I was there! I was in a daze and ready to crash at any moment. Too bad.... Zannah took a picture of Mai, their little girl, on her cell phone. That's the only picture we have of that night.
Sandy said he couldn't believe that Mike Courtney wasn't a giant! He remembers him as being this really tall guy. Now Sandy is less than 2" shorter. haha


We headed back to the apartment where Zannah and her roommates were throwing a bridal shower for Kristi, who is getting married in August. They wanted to do it before school was out. It was amazing, with finals and all, that about a dozen people showed up! It was a cool shower. I got a lot of ideas for activities for Jewely's shower.

Below, Shalee and Zannah model their toilet paper wedding gowns

Roommates: Mandy, Shallee, Kristi, Cara and Zannah

Unfortunately, Jewely had a study group to go to and left just before the shower and came back just as the last guest was leaving. She wasn't even in the group shot of the apartment mates.... boo*hoo!



Friday was hectic. We went for the fitting in-between Jewely's finals again. Then, just as we were done, I realized we could head over to Zannah's dance final and see her dance again. YAY!

Jenni and Zannah -- Haute Flash!
(believe it or not, they didn't realize what they had named it!)





After that, I helped Jewely pack up her stuff and fill boxes to ship home and worked on that while she took her last final, which ended at about 5:30. I took Sandy, Seth and Jewely out for dinner while Zannah attended Kristi's and Cara's graduation. Then Jewely and I went back to the apartment and cleaned. The other mates didn't get back till really late and I guess they were up during the night cleaning because they had to be out the next morning. I went to bed because I had to drive to SLC the next day.


Sandy came over and helped us load the car and we headed off for the airport -- about 4 hours give or take. Even though the girls' flight left about 3 hours earlier than mine, they had a layover and mine was direct. We arrived in Phila. about a 1/2 hour apart. James and Jewely reunited after months of a long distance relationship -- and all's well that end's well.

(Wow.... it took me all day to publish this blog....)

Sunday, May 18, 2008

Tim's Sax Solo

Tim had an alto saxophone solo this year in Lab Band: "Harlem Nocturne"

It cut off right at the good part....

Bravo, Tim!

Saturday, May 17, 2008

Jamely's Engagment Photos

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Lug Nut Man

OK, so this pioneer woman blog has consumed some of my precious Saturday time because I kept going from link to link to link....thanks, Robin....
Anyway....after I was done reading about her flat tire, lo, and behold! my own (hyperactive) husband (definitely not a Marlboro Man -- or any other cigarette type) was taking the snow tires off of my van and trying to teach number two-son how it's done. Hyper husband always has to be busy and productive.

Two-son does not look thrilled either. He also vehemently told me he didn't want his picture taken.

He is that not thrilled....

Hyper Husband called it a 'lug nut wrench.' MM called it a four-way.
I guess there are different names for it from east to west... like soda and pop; like bag and sack, like gene-ealogy and genn-ealogy, etc.
Anyway...I've got to go do something better with my Saturday.....
My friend Robin turned me on to The Pioneer Woman blog and sometimes I wish I could just blog like she does. She's so clever and such a great photographer. Like when she's in the jeep (Gator) on her ranch, perusing the lay of the land, and gets stuck in the mud and starts sinking -- BUT SHE'S STILL TAKING PICTURES!!! What crazy person would do that?! But I love it!
Anyway....she had a photo of her daughter on there and I remember taking photos like that of my children. The one at left is one of my favorites.
Diligent Zee teaching Jee-willy to love the piano as much as she did. Thank goodness at that time I had a good - manual - camera and snapped this shot. I just happened to have b&w film in there (but later changed it to sepia in my PhotoDeluxe 2.0 program--it's simple and easy).
I can still see them both dressed in pink, though.
Zee would not wear any other color from the time she was 4 and could dress herself, until...maybe 12 or 13 when her favorite color became black... (she likes pink again, though, I think...)
Zee so big sisterly and little Jee so spunky. Does she look interested in playing the piano?
She looks interested in the photo opp.
Thank heaven she did become interested in the piano when she was a teenager. She now plays beautifully and loves music. Perhaps this great shot had something to do with it?.....

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Mother's Day Story

So Mother's Day was nice.

I went to church for the first time in 2 weeks due to allergies...

Then I had to go to work. I was MOD (Manager on Duty), but only on Sunday. Another one of our managers had kids and I figured since most of mine were not here, I would take the post. Besides, it gave Number Two-Son time to make me dinner....lol.

Anyway.....

There were some high-functioning ladies sitting at the dining tables after lunch so I sat down to 'chat' with them for a minute.

I said, "So how was your party yesterday?" (they had a Mother's Day Tea on Saturday)

MILDRED: What party?
JOYCE: I don't remember any party...
SUSAN: You had a party for Mother's Day with entertainment.
MILDRED: I don't know anything about that.
JOYCE: I don't remember....
SUSAN: Do you remember the entertainment?
MILDRED: I don't remember.
JOYCE: I vaguely remember....
MILDRED: Oh, there was a girl playing the guitar, I think.
Lorenza, one of the aids, interjected, "It was a boy."
MILDRED: Oh, was that a boy? I don't remember.
JOYCE: I don't remember. A guitar, you say? Well, so much for entertainment.
Lori, an aid, walked by and interjected, "It was a banjo."
MILDRED: I don't remember.
JOYCE: I don't remember either.
SUSAN, annoucing precociously: Well, I guess you're in the right place!
At that, everyone at the table -- Mildred, Joyce, Jean and Eleanor -- threw back their heads and laughed out loud!

I'm glad they have good senses of humor....

***

Another funny story...well, funny now...


So for Mother's Day this year, 2008, after 30 years of marriage and four kids (... that's nine months of pregnant agony and who knows how many hours of labor for each child....) I got my very first Mother's Day corsage. (The YW had a fundraiser.)
I was sitting in sacrament meeting and saw all the mother's with corsages on their lovely dresses and figured I would have to resign myself to the fact that I just was never going to get one.
After sacrament meeting, my husband met with Jeong Myung Vest (YW leader) in the kitchen and got a corsage. I was talking with Wendie and Khyra Price in the foyer and husband came and handed me a corsage.
"There," he said with not much pomp and circumstance. "I'm out of the dog house."

This triggered a memory...

It was a Mother's Day long ago in the distant past when I had 4 little kids and we were in the middle of a harried Sunday morning getting ready for church.
It was 8:30 a.m. and I was trying to hurry everyone to finish breakfast, brush teeth, comb hair, get baby out of high chair, etc., etc. to get to church on time...
My husband appeared from the garage and shoved a bouquet of flowers from the supermarket in my face.
I paused to look at them, thanked him and kept on with my 'mom business.'
He said, "Make yourself a corsage."
I said, "Wha-?"
(He was serious!)
He said, "All the other mother's wear corsages on Mother's Day and you never do. So make yourself a corsage."
(did I mention it was 8:30 a.m.!!?? did I mention I don't own corsage supplies!!?? did I mention I had never made a corsage in my life!!??)
I gave him a 'look' and said, "That's because their husbands BUY them corsages from the flower shop!!"
He had no clue!!!


So...this is the first Mother's Day corsage I ever received -- and it's lovely!
I love it!
I changed out of my church clothes into jeans, but still wore it all day long!

Oh, and Number Two Son and Hyper Husband prepared me a very nice Mother's Day dinner -- steak on the grill, baked potato, asparagus and salad. Two-Son only made a few disturbing whining noises, but he did it.

Then HH made me a special dessert later -- a chocolate muffin, heated in the microwave, sitting on a bed of chocolate ice cream and he carved out the middle and filled it with chocolate ice cream and drizzled chocolate syrup on top. YUM! It was delicious!

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Ah, Spring....

I haven't written in awhile.

Allergy season is upon us all. Today was one of the worst days so far. I ran from the house to the car this morning. I had to take Rusty to the groomer on my way to work. While I was driving down 5th Street, I had a stream of violent sneezes. I almost put my back out! Then my nose began running like a faucet. I realized I didn't have a handkerchief.
I dropped Rusty off, then went back home to get a hanky, take my inhalers again and popped a Suda-fed to stop my nose from running.

SHEESH!

Then they opened the door at the cottage because it was such a nice day and the residents wanted to go outside.
Why am I so cursed?
I can only enjoy the outdoors from the indoors.
And spring is so lovely around here. Our flowering trees were beautiful.
And the lilacs so intoxicating.
And now the azaleas are blooming.
Oh well... I was never sympathetic with Henry when we were growing up. He would sneeze and sniff all day long and all I could say was, "STOP SNIFFING!" I did not have any sympathy.
So my mom's adage, "If you are not sympathetic, God will make you empathetic," was proven once again.

Thursday, April 3, 2008

I Think Maybe I Understand

This morning I came into work and found out that Josephine died this morning.
This woman had nine lives. She was like a cat. She would break her arm and decline, then miraculously fight back and live. Then she would break her hip and go to the hospital, be put on hospice. We never thought she would make it -- but she DID! Then she would get other illnesses and we thought for sure it was the end, but feisty Josephine kept coming back.

Lately she would cry a lot. She would call for her mom and dad.
"MMMOOOMMMM!!! DDDAAADDD!!!!"
She wanted her mom and dad. She would call for Kenny, her brother.
One day one of the aids said she kept saying, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry," and would just cry.
Our nurse said she had a conversation with her and told her it was OK to die. She would see Kenny again and they would make peace.
Josephine got pneumonia. She wasn't expected to survive it. They put her on morphine every two hours. She would wake up, get cranky and cuss everybody out. Then she would get morphine again. I prayed so hard that THIS would be the time.
It was.
I think she finally was brought to her knees enough this time to realize that she would have to accept her death. She would have to face Kenny and all those other people she was calling all the time -- "Estelle!!!" "Helen!!!"
Perhaps she had to face it and was too scared those other times.
I went into her room this morning and knelt down. I put my hand on her ice cold bony arm and looked at her toothless open mouth and saw her lying in such repose as if she was asleep.
I talked to her, "Josephine. I'm so happy for you! I know you will find all your friends and family and you will have a great reunion. I'm so glad you decided to go."

I remember having that conversation with Granny in the hospital right before she died. She was saying the rosary, "Hail Mary full of grace...Hail Mary full of grace..." I shook her by the shoulders, "Granny!"
She came out of her trance, "What?"
"It's OK. You can go."
"Hail Mary full of grace..."
"Granny!"
"What?"
"Have you seen Pop?"
"Yeah, but he didn't say too much."
"Go to him."
Pause...
"Hail Mary full of grace," she fingered her rosary nervously and furiously.
I turned my back to her and peered out of the window into a frosty grey February sky. I prayed, "Dear God, please let her go."
I turned back.
"Granny!"
"What?"
"Don't be afraid. Just go. Go to Pop!"

That night at about 11:00 the phone rang. I knew what it was. I made Ken answer.
"Your grandmother passed away."
"...I know."