Monday, October 6, 2008
We enjoyed watching the LDS General Conference this weekend on TV. As usual, all the talks were so timely. It was fun to hear our son, Ben call last night. It was interesting to hear him and his Dad have a good conversation about their favorite talks.
We are hoping to go to the cabin in Island Park at least one more time before winter sets in, peobably for Emily's birthday at the end of October. It is already getting cold in Rexburg though fall leaves are still in their splendor.
I have just about finished recording all the journal entries from past calenders. It has been an enjoyable journey into the past. I bought a new saying to put on my wall. Reading all your blogs reminds me of it. So here's the saying for the day:
"Life is not about waiting for the storms to pass. It is about learning to dance in the rain." Happy dancing!
Thursday, September 18, 2008
I have been going through my box of personal history the last few days and I have remembered many things. A couple of interesting items: I found some flyers that I had made up when I was running for student body office at Ricks College. The simple picture was drawn by either Del or Leon Parson, whichever one is about my age. He most recently did the artwork for the murals in the Rexburg and Twin Falls Temples. He didn't sign my picture so you will just have to take my word for it. As I remember, he was not a close acquaintance of mine and just jotted something out quickly while standing in the Manwaring Center (student union building).
The other interesting thing I noted were the kinds of things I had in my journal. (Really just a Calendar on which I wrote short daily happenings as well as my daily schedule.) I noticed that I was busy with the same kinds of things that my childen are involved in now - church callings in Primary, planting a garden, family vacations and activities, running with friends early in the morning or late at night when the kids were in bed, assignments from my husband. I even wrote down menus for supper. Life really is a series of stages. I just haven't given much thought to this stage of my life.
Ralph is finished with his first draft of his "Homes of the Prophets' project. He has it turned in to the Dean of his department (as required by the conditions of the sabbatical he took last semester). He has also sent a copy to Deseret Book so we will see what comes of that. Whatever happens, he has personally benefitted greatly from the study and research he has done. Now we're back to the "usual" and preparing for snow and winter-time.
Save your calendars - you'll be glad you did!
Monday, September 15, 2008
Next weekend I think all the girls are coming (Blake might come too) and going on a hike into the southwest corner of Yellowstone Park. When they make their goal, Denanda Falls, there will be a natural hot tub to soak in. All the kids are staying at the cabin with me and Ralph's niece, a BYUI student, is coming to help babysit. I have been thinking of some "grandma projects" to keep them busy. I think it will be a fun time if they can avoid the mosquitos and the rutting elk. I'll give a report in the next post.
Friday, September 5, 2008
Friday, August 22, 2008
Stephanie walked to the BYUI bookstore and bought some music. there. I enjoyed listening to her play the piano while she tried the pieces out. Ralph does a great job of seeing to my physical needs but I enjoy my sister because she lifts my psyche as well.
She left a few hours ago to drive home to Caldwell, Idaho. I am looking forward to her next visit, possibly in September. She might convince another sister, Priscilla, to come with her.
Saturday, August 16, 2008
I had a wonderful time at Sara's and enjoyed my grandchildren. Sara did many things to make the stay comfortable and enjoyable. I especially enjoyed conversations with my grandaughters, Ashtyn and Alayna. We took an excursion to IKEA Monday and all in all had a great time.
Now we are home in Rexburg, it feels like fall and Ralph is busy finishing up his research on his "Homes of the Prophets" project and getting ready for the fall semester at BYUI. He says this feels too much like his doctoral dissertation. I guess its the old school teacher in me but I am ready for fall to be here too.
