- Dad's glee over his very loud new toy
- curbside pizza delivery
- Brother Davies
- riding in the trailer
- "Where's Tyler?!?"
- Dallin Wright
- piece-meal potluck
- cringing every time the men walked under trees being felled
- Gretchen's ear muffs
- Seymour, he has good taste in donuts
- pumpkin spice donuts
- living my religion
Be very, very careful not the let the facts get mixed up with the truth. ~Jerry Spinelli
Thursday, December 8, 2011
The Ox in the Mire
What a Sunday it was. Our hurricane blew through Thursday morning while I was in class and everyone else was at home in their jammies, drinking hot chocolate, and counting the trees as they came down. Friday I drove home to survey the damage: a bigger mess I have never seen - signs twisted, massive pines laying everywhere, groups of people standing and staring and hardly knowing where to begin. My family had already cleared away our debris and that of our closest neighbors so on Saturday it was on to the rest of the ward. Most of the neighborhood was out and we went from door to door cutting up and hauling away tree after tree after tree. It was like caroling with chainsaws. After two million squats it was home for homework and bed. Sunday, we got a text bright and early: "The ox is still in the mire, church is canceled." And so it was back to work, in the snow no less, as we wandered our stake boundaries cutting up anything that looked remotely fragile and ready to come down. It was glorious. My thighs are still burning and my toes just regaining all their feeling, but I felt more on this Ox Sunday that I had in the whole month of Sundays before that!
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Hopelessly
- answered prayers...thank you Father that my wallet was at Smith's and not in somebody's greedy hands
- a new haircut
- nearly there
- Todd
- Christmas tree hunting
- the kitty at Taggart's
- reconsidering
- being always right
- Phil's M&M machine, especially when he puts Skittles in it
- being compensated in Oreos
- three weeks
- teaching Relief Society
- 24/7
- killing warts
- my man sweater
- the Christmas books
- Come, Lord Jesus
- two choir programs
- a new Bishopric
- procrastination
Monday, October 17, 2011
Two Sister Missionaries Looking at Me
- picking out a pumpkin
- "You do know that I can't whistle, right?"
- fugitive
- flour bombs
- unexpected gifts
- cold water from the church well
- "It's just like hanging out with you before, except you never held hands in high school."
- four-wheeling for the first time ever and not panicking!
- weed roses
- my blue hand prints
- the V
- hang gliders
- man points
- dirt roads in old trucks
- rice flour banana bread donut holes
- Runaway Bride
- the best cookies ever!
- waking Jill up
- chocolate milk
- Lacey in her Mandarin garb
- shepherd's trailers
- a retro dress
- "I'm assuming that Lacey will want to sit by you."
- the best lesson yet
- Alex Boye
- arriving late
- sing-a-long with Grandpa, new Christmas music edition
Monday, September 26, 2011
Enchanted Places
- turning the catch basin into Van Gogh
- chucking rocks
- picture perfect curls
- improvising
- girls who hike and do hard things
- forget-me-not
- discovering a talent for Wii wakeboarding
- too many highs to list at the dinner table
- belated birthday presents
- counting miracles
- a little person falling asleep on my lap
- pennies on the carport floor
- my favorite home teacher
- bearing my testimony
- answered prayers
- five minutes with a full voice in the midst of a cold
- certainty
- crying half the way home
- "It will all be worth it."
- Lucy cheating at Chinese Checkers
- aimless minutes spent lying on my bed laughing with Mom
- watching Dad attempt to pray when he is tired
- stories from my childhood
- trying to decipher what Gretch says in her sleep
- broken nails and stained hands
- being asked for my aesthetic opinion
- learning just how many people have helped you along the way
- Barbara's mint brownies
- Marilyn Lotz, I want to be just like her when I grow up
- waiting for Friday
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Sunday Night
- football shaped Oreos
- being the popsicle holder
- racing barefoot
- outraged phone messages from under-informed aunts
- funnel cake
- Alice
- being stuck behind trains
- fourth in my age group
- Uncles to rival my own
- pretending to be an accounting major
- and somebody's wife
- too many mothers
- fat blisters that make me proud
- mariachi music on the ferris wheel
- honey
- the banana slide
- sitting too long on the bar-stools
- Kenz coming home
- Uncle Lew...he's my favorite
- eating Sunday dinner on the grass
- not having fever hallucinations
- the day when I am no longer sick
- not doing my homework
- waking to an angry cat on my chest
- and news of a very big check
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
The Last Hurrah
- gospel discussions in the Chuckwagon
- go time on the river
- the unsinkable Hall sisters
- runaway shoes
- Taylor Swift
- orange sunglasses
- four year old girls who can bump their hips better than I can
- cleaning up good
- a fireside on life
- folk remedies
- knowing there's a spot waiting for me
- the next best thing to flying
- church provided ice cream sandwiches
- Karl's fourth phone number
- recess
- the smell of fresh wood chips
- "Well, that was easy!"
- mosquito bites
- somebody who comes over no matter how late it is
- Todd, who probably has no idea how much I know about him
Monday, August 1, 2011
The Old Man is Snoring
- a rainy work day
- making the chocolate sauce that makes people ask for straws
- going away, far far away
- knowing exactly what tomorrow will hold
- loving it better than anything else
- Happy Birthday Salem, I miss you
- blue shoes
- puzzles printed with famous art
- making my packing list
- wearing Mary's dress without her knowledge
- curling my hair for the fun of it
- "Kissing Adrien" and the hunger for France that followed
- hostessing
- all my Sundays having a prior claim
- Black Cherry Shasta
- the Plaizier secret handshake
- duct taping a wart
- lying on my parents' bed to read...under the swamp cooler
- looking forward to the soundest of sleeps, the coldest of water, and the long lovely road there
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