Wednesday, November 30, 2011

I am Grateful

I am grateful. I really am. I did not post this Thanksgiving though, because my laptop decided it was done. I thought of tapping something out on my iPad, but just couldn't quite conjure up the will.

So Thanksgiving came and went without me documenting in my personal journal that I have a LOT to be thankful for. But darn it, I DO! i have so, so much to count as blessings. I have family, friends, church, community, and country to be thankful for. Sometimes it leaves me almost speechless when I look back and consider where I now am. I have everything that matters in life and I acknowledge that it has all come from a loving, interested Heavenly Father. For that assurance I am most grateful.

Our Turkey Day ended up being a fun, almost intimate family time for us. We thought my parents were coming for the holiday, but it is hard for them to leave SLC where my grandma is in a nursing home. We had the whole week off of school and I was a little bummed we hadn't taken that cruise I was dreaming of... :) but we managed to have some great family time anyhow.

Some dear friends of ours had given us a gift certificate to one of our favorite local attractions-the Hot Springs. John took all of the kids over to Wolf Creek to ski for the day on Wednesday, while I stayed home to make pies and rolls. It was a fantastic day for everyone. The kids had a blast, John loved every second, and I was productive which makes me happy. We met Wed evening to soak and share stories of the day.

Thursday morning I took Gabe and Seth home early so they could attend the annual Turkey Bowl with the men in the ward. John took the 3 littles for another soak before heading home. Once we were all home again, the bigger kids helped me get ready for dinner while J&J helped John rotate the tires on the mini 4wheeler. It sounds pretty mundane, but it was such a perfect day! I burned the snail rolls (a genetic tick) and we all ate too much. I had baked into the rolls different things that the kids said they were thankful for. It seemed like a good idea at the time, each roll like a grateful fortune cookie/roll. Instead, we all ceded up eating bits of paper that we couldn't quite fish out of the bread. Delightful. But pretty funny too! :)
We watched a James Bond marathon that was on TV while digesting in preparation for dessert. Everyone was content and not fighting (quite an achievement I hate to admit). John and I ate some apple pie together (heated with ice cream) and we just laughed and smiled together as we recounted the day. He showed me the pics of J&J he had taken in the shop and I told him how the big boys set the table without complaining. It was almost magical! ;)

We savored the moment and talked about how blessed we are. Not that everything is perfect, but we can certainly see God's hand in our lives. He has made things work out in ways we never could have guessed when we started our lives together. These times with our family are life's greatest pleasures. I don't want to forget that when I get distracted by the world and it's busy-ness.

So I am grateful. Really, really grateful.

Saturday, November 26, 2011

Jeepin' in NM

We were feeling kinda crazy, so we grabbed the kids (+ Hayden, Gabe's friend) and made a run for the border. That's right, the New Mexico border. We decided to do a little off roading in the Jeeps. It was a lot of fun. The older kids and myself took turns driving and Johnny G was our spotter extraordinaire. We need to do it again SOON!

Sunday, November 13, 2011

I'm Just Gonna Say It

OK, I'm just going to say it....trying to catch up on 4 months worth of past blog posts B.L.O.W.S.!! WAY!

The end.

Sunday, November 6, 2011

Ezra's Time

This weekend we got to go to Utah. We got to attend the baptism of my nephew, Ezra. He is the oldest of 5 children in his family, so is of course the first to be baptized. As we took our seats and waited for the service to begin, I reflected on my own little family and thought how it doesn't seem like that long ago when we were baptizing our oldest child, Gabe. He happened to be sitting not that far from me, and as I looked over to see what he and our youngest child were fighting about (apparently there was a dispute over who called what seat) I had this weird moment where I just kind of held my breathe and willed it all to slow down. Although Gabe and Jebb are 9 years apart, it felt like it was only nine months or nine days since Gabe was Jebb-sized.

One day I was talking to a woman that I admire very much. I was telling her how some days seemed to just go on forever (and not in a good way). She wisely said that she understood that sometimes the days went slow, but the years went fast.

I get it. I see it. I feel it.

I don't like it.

After the baptism (which was lovely), John and I sat together watching my brother, his wife, and their 5 young children. We looked at one another and kind of chuckled. This time I thought how, while that was once us, it seemed as though it was a lifetime ago, or maybe nine lifetimes. Although I know that not long ago we were changing diapers, feeding toddlers, answering endless questions, while cleaning up the latest mess, I just couldn't really relate to it anymore. The memory of it disappears as fast as apple juice spilled on a church carpet.

So I have decided that time is a funny thing. Too often I am willing it to speed up, or slow down. I need to remember once again to simply enjoy the time I have right now.

A few other happenings/pictures over the weekend:

Jackson requested I take this next picture. He thought that their matching suits and ties were photo worthy. I agree.

And of course I can't attend a family function without bossing everyone into a group shot.


We stayed with my parents this weekend and after we all got ready, the three women of the house (my mom, me, and Elise) came together in the living room to get in the car. I was super weirded out. I know we are all related and stuff, but our whole clothing choice was a little spooky.

My mom and I had on almost freakishly similar sweaters. They both were ruffled and had this funky shiny yarn in them. Our skirts were a very similar cut too. Of course our colors were very different, but as I looked over at Elise I realized that her blouse and skirt were the identical colors to my mom's outfit. So I had the same fabric and cut, and Elise had the same color combo as my mother! There's a good chance that I am the only one that thinks it was a fabulously bizarre coincidence, but I of course took a picture of it anyway. Sometimes you can't fight your genetics I suppose.


We had a couple of business meetings this weekend as we work on a new idea. I will have to elaborate more if things become concrete. It felt nice to do something tangible to move the concept forward.


This might be one of the poorest birthday-candle-blowing-out shots ever, but I am posting it anyway. It was Ty's 20th birthday today! We love that guy!