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Few picture off my camera...

 

Missy caught a frog in our grass an played with it for 2 hours.  This little girl loves animals of all shapes and sizes.  She brought it up close to me and I let out a little scream!

  "What's wrong Grandma?"

"I don't know Missy, I just don't like frogs." 

Later, when she came over to talk to me...I noticed she held the little guy way back behind her so I wouldn't be afraid.  Isn't that funny? 

Chandler putting a puzzle together while I cut corn off the cob.

Our Backyard friends.

Mom and Uncle Merrill. Note Mom's new cane!  Quite stunning, I'd say.  It's pasley.

Mom, Aunt Venice and Uncle Owen ...on a sunny day!

This ones for my sisters...It's one of our mom and her homestead friends.

Remember (l to r) Idalu Haynes, Jean Wilson, and Nelda Lowder.  Don't they just look so great!  They are   connected by life's journey which began "out north".  Notice how they kinda hang on to each other...isn't that what we do?  The lady on the far right is Mom's dear friend, Marley.  I really like this picture.

Just thought I'd share...

Tuesday Nights

Steve's job requires that he be out of town every Tuesday night .  It been this way for the past 20 years or so.  I'll never get used to it.   

He stays at his Moms, so it sure beats tuffing it in a motel, for him.  She cooks a good meal for him which he enjoys and appreciates and then he often takes a little nap.  Alice and Ron let him park his car in the garage so he feels right at home there. 

Ron and Steve share their before bedtime snack of Adams peanut butter on bread.  Some of you have heard Ron say, "This is better than dessert."  Steve likes it too, cuz I'm not there to make him feel quilty when he piles that peanut butter high and thick on the bread.   I don't know why I think it's a sin to do that...guess I'm thinking about plugged veins and fat grams. He isn't thinking about that.

On Tuesdays, I tell myself I'm happy cuz I don't have to fix supper.  I can just grab something out of the fridge and eat in front of the computer. No fuss, no work...easy sleezy.  My night off!

I tell myself I'm happy, cuz I can do what I want ... turn the music up loud, watch any show I want, talk too long on the phone, play the piano loudly or hunker over my geneology with bad posture.   Waste time!  (Like Steve being here is gonna change any of that??) 

On Tuesday nights, I tell myself I'm happy cuz I can turn the heat up or the air conditoner off. Warm and stuffy...that's how I like it. 

Some Tuesdays, I've been sucked into watching a scary movie, the whole time thinking..."You're gonna be sorry!"  Sure enough...! Movie over and time to face that big empty bed alone with imagined perverts peeking in the window and robbers trying to break in.  Where's my man to comfort me? Oh!  I want you home!

My life would not be good without Steve.  He's my joy, my reason to go on.  So thankful for a husband who works hard to provide and comes home!

 

 

Update:

1. Grandma has indexed over 9000 nates from the Family Indexing Church web site.  (Can you believe it?)She ran across a name that has us laughing.

F. a. r. t. y.

Yes. She studied it a long time to make she wasn't mistaken.

Farty?  (Well, maybe he did?)

Anyway...whose gonna take that one to the veil?

2.  Steve Barb and Lois went to the Twin Fall Temple last night...just 45 min. a way, you know!  Got in there and there was Bev! looking so great in her white clothes and beautiful glow...name tag and all. 

So we figure out that she would be a veil worker for our session.  Exciting! Sure enough, when we got to that point, she walked in with the other workers and took her place.  Mom wanted so bad to be able to go up to her and it worked out that way!  They both just stood there for a moment and hugged and wept.    So wonderful!  Mom smiled all the way home.  We are excited about our temple! And to recognize the workers...wow! extra nice! 

I marvel that the Lord trust all of us so much.  Mom and I were able to give the youth 50 plus name to baptize.  I love being part of this work!

3.  Went to a dentist today.  No, not Ty, dang it...  He can't take us yet.  So crankily (is that a word?), I went back to my "old" one.  I had to have a filling replaced....first time I've had to have anything done for years.

I felt every muscle in my body tense up when he layed me back.  Oh! I hate this! what am I in for?  But he was very gentle and communicated with me about what he was doing, etc. I appreciated that.  Yip, he had the whole big rubber dam thing going on in my mouth, and of course, they ask you questions?  Whats up with that?  Do they really think you can talk?   Heavens, all I could talk to was my inside head talk: "Don't panic, don't gag, he's done this many times before, stay calm, trust!" He was a slow worker too, but we made it.

I look at Dentisty differently than I used to.  When you think about it, it's pretty tricky to work in such a small area and there is no margin for error.  Every patient so different! It's taxing!

Ty told me that one of his patients, not that old, came in and said,"Just pull all my teeth out, I don't want to take care of them."  He tried to counsel her not to do that!  But she insisted, so 25 teeth later...deep roots and "a little pressure", he sent her out a "stitched up gummer."  Ty was so drained.  He said, "I'm spend!  ...I gave it all to that patient today."

Made me reflect upon my hair days when the ladies got the best part of me. 

Emma

Steve and I go to a show about once every 3 years. Mostly cuz we don't trust anything.  WEll, tonight we went to Emma! yes, little Rupert is hosting Emma, My Story.  Wow!  What a treat.  I was so touched. (Steve too!)

It was very well done!  I couldn't help but cry the whole way thru. I was wishing I had a towel to do the "Ugly Cry" into...instead, I had to hold it back.  Of course the whole room was full of Mormons...sniffing and "holding back." 

I sure recommend it to all of you.  I have a greater appreciation for Emma and what she endured!  and what a valiant and true companion she was to Jospeh...how much he needed and loved her. OH! It was beautiful!

I don't think we have to worry about Miss Emma! 

I know alot of folk feel like Labor Day is a day to NOT Labor!  But for me, it was a glorious day to get caught up and dig into some things that have been bugging me.  Like defrosting the freezers. 

I have two freezers and both were thick with ice and so unorganized.  I honestly couldn't find that package of chicken that I knew I'd bought at Costco, not so long ago.   Where the heck was it?  buried somewhere in that sea of sacks.

So because Steve loves me and knows that my "love language" is service, we began the project.  We took everything out of both of them...burrrrr...cold hands and hefty lifting.  I used the blowdryer to defrost them quickly. 

Next,  we wiped them down and then.... the fun part...putting everything back ..IN ORDER!  (Old stuff...toss!) Roast and steaks on one shelf, hamburger on another, fruit on one shelf and veggies on another...and oh! guess how many sacks of frozen hash browns I had. (don't look at me, I'm embarrassed...15!)  I guess I like them...but couldn't ever find them, so just keep buying new.

I was so excited when we got done.  Now, I keep going down and taking a peek...yip, still tidy...I love it! and hummm...maybe I'll take something up there and cook it for supper...oh yeah, hashbrowns!  There they are, right where they belong!