Sunday, November 30, 2008
Friday, November 28, 2008
This time we purchased 3 acres on a cul-de-sac and built a home. It was a 3 bedroom, 2 bath rambler...and it was new and it was ours. It was so fun and a little stressful picking out colors and making decisions knowing that once the decision was made....we were stuck with it and had to pay for it. I actually had the foresight back then to create a scrapbook that included bits-n-pieces of everything from roof shingles, to carpet samples, to paint & stain chips, to brochures and info on every appliance and element in the home. I took hundreds of pictures of the building process and kept it all in a photo album...I still have the book.
One of the most spectacular things about this home was the location. The view was unique in that it was one of the only places in the entire valley where you could look up these two canyons simultaneously. The grandeur simply cannot be captured in photograph.
It was here that I planted my first "real" garden, not just a row of veggies in the flower patch. One of my favorite things to do was to wake up early while the kids were asleep and go pick peas from the garden and eat them as I went along. It was here that Bridger was born, where I brought her home from the hospital to actually sleep in her cradle. She was able to actually spend the entire first year of her life here before we moved again...to Utah. In all, we spent 3 summers in this home...the longest span of time in Montana. If you count the 3 months we lived with Boyd's parents, we moved 6 times in 7 years. During our time on Como Vista Lane we owned two Boxer puppys, purchased our first of 3 trampolines, owned an actual log bed, mowed with a baby on my back, planted trees, built a shop, enjoyed our neighbors, built a foot bridge, and watched my kids love the outdoors. Hunter loved the neighbor's ducks and could frequently be found catching them and cuddling them. What I wouldn't give for 3 acres in Montana now.
Things have not changed much here and time almost stands still in some ways. I'm so grateful for these bits-n-pieces of memories we've been blessed with. I appreciate the past and am anxious to see what the future brings. We're coming home tomorrow and I'll be bringing some bits-n-pieces with me and will leave some behind.
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
This is what it looks like directly across the street from the house. To the right of this photo, about 100 yards, is the Hamilton High School football field. Can you imagine sitting in the stands at this field, watching a football game with this view behind it? Maybe that was their strategy...distract your opponents. The Uncles, some cousins and one missionary came to the field today to see who is the fastest and strongest. They played the annual Thanksgiving football game with the women and babies cheering them on. Boyd says he's the fastest and strongest.
Olin...the next generation of fastest and strongest.
The guys are already sore and tired. Tomorrow is the big football game...the two Hamiliton wards against each other. Better rest up. As for me, I'm gonna plant myself in a big fluffy chair and stare at the mountains for the remains of the day.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
This is Isabella...
Maria and Lydia...
And Otto...who wasn't interested in icing cookies...more photos of that for another time...
Now, I'll probably spend the rest of the week trying to convince Boyd not to buy a house here! Be watching for the "real" photos of today's cookie fiasco on Kristin's blogs.
Monday, November 24, 2008
We went to Broad Ax for dinner tonight...a drive into the "country". We stopped because there were Big Horned Sheep in the road. Amazing.
I'm always amazed at how dark it gets here at night. There are more stars in the sky than you can ever imagine.
Montana...I'm in love.
Friday, November 21, 2008
Now you've seen that reaction I'm sure you want the recipe...
oooh, I love me some butta.
in honor of the upcoming holiday...Be thankful you aren't a turkey.
"e=mc2: 103 years later, Einstein's proven right"
Whew...now that's truly a load off my mind ya know? I'll sleep much better tonight that's for sure. Now can someone please tell me...how in the world do you get those darn tubes of crescent rolls open?
Thursday, November 20, 2008
I thought that was so funny and so pertinent. Sometimes the things we think we can just change about ourselves won't be "fixed" overnight. It's a little bit harder to change personalities and character, ingrained in us since birth...maybe even since conception!
In seminary today we're learning about Spiritual Rebirth. Can I just say...I'm so grateful for "the plan".
Today my grandma will be buried in Centerville, Utah. I hope some "lifetime subscriptions" will be renewed/canceled depending on the subject matter and whether or not the "issues" will matter anymore.
I wish I could be there. I'm sorry. I've got my own lifetime subscriptions!
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
- Bob Moawad
Buttprints in the Sand
One night I had a wondrous dream,
One set of footprints there was seen,
The footprints of my precious Lord,
But mine were not along the shore.
But then some strange prints appeared,
And I asked the Lord, "What have we here?
"Those prints are large and round and neat,
"But Lord, they are too big for feet."
"My child," He said in somber tones,
"For miles I carried you along.I challenged you to walk in faith,
But you refused and made me wait."
"You disobeyed, you would not grow,
The walk of faith, you would not know,
So I got tired, I got fed up,
And there I dropped you on your butt."
"Because in life, there comes a time,
When one must fight, and one must climb,
When one must rise and take a stand,
Or leave their butt prints in the sand."
-- author unknown
I can't be accused of being a go-getter. I'm not very ambitious and I've never aspired to much nor have I achieved great things in this life by worldly standards nor by eternal standards I fear. I think of myself as one of the 99 and 9...which is fine. My whole existence for the last 17 years has been about children, who are turning out alright....at least this week. ☺ I definitely haven't got all the answers to parenting and I still go to bed every night practically in sweats over the damage I've done all day.
All of this is my nature...I'm comforable this way. But I fear I've been leaving buttprints in the sand. There are some things about my life that I've been "sitting" on for sometime that I fear I may have to change or those prints in the sand won't be washed away in the surf.
I was thinking of Enrichment last night. There was a great turn out and it was a lovely evening. I thought about all the hard work and prayer that went in to making the night a success and I think of all the footprints that were made in the sand. I'm thankful for examples of how to tread in the sand. I may have to borrow some of that strength to get out of my buttprint rutts.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Blogging is like crack to me...Blogging and Diet Coke that is. The proof is in my 300th post. If you'd done crack 300 times in 14 months...you'd be addicted too. I get a headache from withdrawals. I itch with anticipation of looking at others' blogs. My house lies in ruin and waste whilst I type away in oblivion. It makes me feel so good. Blogging is my drug of choice.
Good morning all fellow bloggers...um...addicts.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
I am teaching an enrichment craft night on Wednesday, December 10th. We will be making bows for packages. I made a few samples tonight to pass around in RS. I'm glad for the opportunity to make a paper craft after not having done so in a long time. Does my hands and heart good.
More info to come.
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Chloe participates in a sweet adeline women's quartet called the "Bobby Pins", they sing at games and school functions. This week a men's choir from a local college came by to sing for Oak Park. I think they were on a recuiting mission. Her quartet was asked spontaneously to sing for everyone and one of the guys from the college videoed it and put it on YouTube. I found out about this morning and thought it was kind of fun to have.