Wednesday, December 23, 2009
"Christmastime"
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Can You Say "Yum" ?
Chad's best friend here in Utah's name is Ward. His wife, Deb, and I have of course become good friends due to process of elimination, and much to my benefit!
Each Christmas she gets together with her mom and sisters to make hand made chocolates, toffee, fudge and carmels. If you can believe it her mom is in her 80's and continues to make these delicious delectables by the dozens for all her neighbors and friends. This year (as usual) Deb asked me our preference of treats. I asked instead if I could simply hang out and watch as they make the yummy treats, to be taught how to make them. She jumped at the chance to spend the day together- it turned into a week. I have always thought that the art of hand dipping chocolates is another talent that is under credited, and a dying talent. This was the highlight of my season, thus far...
We made numerous treats, chatted, laughed and bonded over dripping warm chocolate (what else can be better?) I was hooked!
As soon as I got home I quickly stirred up a batch of the most heavenly fudge on earth- and believe me I am a lover of fine fudge, after all I have been to Mackinaw Island... Sadly, I need report is was gone in less than a week! But the sweet memories of working together those few precious days will forever mean the world to me!
Thanks Deb!
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Mel- Mo
So Corbin called Nanny (with a little help from his Momma) here was the conversation that followed:
Corby: Nanny you will never believe what happened to me today!
Nanny: Really Corby, what happened?
Corby: I was at the store with Momma and this guy said I was cute.
Nanny: Well Corby, that is because you are cute!
Corby: Then, he asked me if I was his sweet heart.
Nanny: (Slightly alarmed) And what did your Mom say?
Corby: Mommy didn't hear, but then he asked me if he could have a kiss.
Nanny: What? This strange guy at the store wanted a kiss?
Corby: Yes. Then he followed me around the store wanting another one.
Nanny: What? Are you serious?
Corby: Yes, Nanny. Then guess what?
Nanny: (audibly alarmed) What?
Corby: He followed me home and wants more kisses!!!
Nanny: He followed you home??? Are you going to call the police?
Corby: Mom, Pie and Ash all say it is okay and not to worry.
Nanny: What? Why?
Corby: Cause hims name is Elmo and he will be mine for Christmas!
Nanny: CINDY!!!!
hee hee!
The Christmas season is off to a rip- roaring start here...
Gobble Gobble!
Monday, November 2, 2009
A Giggle Or A Scream?!?
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Life Is GOOD!
After Many Long Hours...
Friday, September 25, 2009
I'm HOW Old?!?!
What Is My Purpose?
One of my favorite (and highly inappropriate) Broadway plays is Avenue Q. It is a spoof on Sesame Street with a vast assortment of colorful puppets who put their character- sakes to shame. In this play Princeton, one of the main characters, is looking for his purpose. He has just finished college and feels like he is now a has- been, breaking into song about how "It Sucks To Be Me".
Through the years I have been asked by many people how to find their purpose, and I have also thought about my purpose as well. I think that at some time or another every one wonders to some extent if this is the life they are meant to have.
Well, the good news is... after looking long and hard "My Purpose" fell into my lap recently.
I was asked to help some of the kids in the Salt Lake and Orem programs with their summer school this past year. This meant me going into their homes, meeting with their families, and giving advise as I saw needed- educational or otherwise.
After spending time in each of these homes, I realized that this was my purpose. Not that I know everything by any means, but I could see where they needed guidance, and had the wisdom to respectfully advise each family into something that *miraculously* worked for them.
Families would try my suggestions and call me in tears tellig me that they worked. Thinking I was some sort of miracle worker- which I am so clearly NOT.
Can I even tell you what a huge high that was??? To be needed.
Positive feedback was given to my boss, who has now molded a job to my accomplishments from the summer. I have loved the opportunities that USDB has given me, and continues to give me.
So "For Now", I have found my purpose... It may once again change, but for now, I love what I do!
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
What I Will Miss About Summer...
-Wearing flip flops every day
-Spending time with my family
-No stress from homework and school obligations
-Vacations and road trips
-Sitting in the back yard in the evenings & watching the hummingbirds play
-Staying up late & sleeping in the next day
-Smores in the fire pit and movies in the back yard on the screen
-Bob's Brain Freeze!
-Watching the pumpkins, raspberries and corn grow
-Swimming & hot tubing parties
-Driving the convertible with the top down & music loud
-Watching the yard (finally) come together after many hours of landscaping
-Sun kissed shoulders
-Naming freckles
-Watching Wigget smile as he hops through the yard to me
-Lavender blowing sweet scents through the back yard
-Popsicle mustaches
-Newly cut grass
-Clothes line dried
-Reading a good book in the sunshine
-Lunch dates
-Day lilies dancing in the summer breeze
-4 Wheeling through the mud
-Catching fireflies
-Camping in the Unitas
-Block parties
-Fishing
-Weekends in Midway
- Giggles from kids while running though the icy cold sprinklers
Thursday, August 20, 2009
I Have Found Me A Home...
Friday, July 31, 2009
Joe
My friend Joe is FINALLY able to move to Salt Lake!
I cannot even begin to tell him how amazing he is and how fun it will be to
have him closer to us!
Just don't ask me to:
* Shave your back, again
*Clean your bathroom, again
*Help you move, again!
Welcome, welcome, welcome!
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
I Am Loved!
I was scheduling my summer home visits with a student, and was chatting with his teacher as well as the other workers who know this child I have never met.
I was being told he is "difficult". He bites, hits, kicks and you need to watch yourself around him, other wise you are black and blue.
Taylor out of thin air asked if he could accompany me on my home visits.
Confused, I asked him why he would want to go. His reply made me stop in my tracks.
He very calmly answered that if I was going somewhere I was not safe, he wanted to go to help keep me safe.
This from my 15 year old? Where did he come from?
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Saturday, March 14, 2009
My Simple Life
Tradition at our house is that every New Years Eve it is semi- mandatory to announce your New Years Resolution.
Things spill out like, "Be a better person" and "Serve others" "Read the BOM 3 times" but this year mine was simple...
To make my life less cluttered. Simplify things. Get rid of, organize, rearrange things making life simple.
So, the exact goal came out amidst all the other brilliant ideas that I would give to good will 100 items this year.
Now the piece I am leaving out is that I need therapy.... Yes me.
I have this complete obsession with being organized! (It came from my Mom who denys it, but is the most organized person I know!)
Well...
I have now taken this to the ump- teenth- degree...
I "adopted" some Craft Made closet organization inserts and (embarrassing I know) went wild!
I have now not only given away 100 items... (it is more like 200 things...) But my closet is AMAZING! I open it just to feel the stress leave my body.
It is true.
My big de- stresser in life is opening my closet.
Little do they know but the kids closets are next. I hope they don't find me at 3am "de-stressing" with their closets open... But we will see! ;)
the L word at OUR house
The boys both went on a scout outing overnight on Friday, so Chad and I decided to order dinner out, but stay in because of the little one.
We agreed on Red Lobster.
I ordered lobster, thinking that I would share some with Corby, not realizing that he would have a LOVE AFFAIR with it.
So you cannot say the L word with out him opening up his mouth and making yummy sounds. It seems as though he has a new favorite... Takes after his Momma.