This is Christmas too.

on trax. headed to the lights.

This is Christmas.

Found here

some type of ritualistic dance was going on by the tree last night.  The Santas were somehow involved. I really don't know.

 

no patience whatsoever

Emma came looking for me last night. I was in my bathroom, with the door LOCKED. (I have learned). She banged on the door for a couple of minutes, and I told her to wait, I would be out soon. She voiced her complaints that I was not immediately available, banged on the door again and left.

2 minutes later this was slid under my bathroom door.

FHE

Brax planned FHE yesterday. We made gingerbread men and put them on the tree (yearly tradition). He had Emma 'skewer' their heads (for the ribbon) before cooking. Of course she thought that was the best part, my morbid child.

A beautiful photo

Emma is at her Dad's.

Brax is in Salt Lake with the YM and YW at the Orquirrh Mountain Temple.

I am wasting time browsing through blogs which keep linking me here, then here, then here...you know how it goes. I think I am actually stalling. I should be cleaning.

In my explorations I found this. A beautiful photo by Jack R. Johanson

 The Falling Of The Leaves by William Butler Yeats

Autumn is over the long leaves that love us,
And over the mice in the barley sheaves;
Yellow the leaves of the rowan above us,
And yellow the wet wild-strawberry leaves.

The hour of the waning of love has beset us,
And weary and worn are our sad souls now;
Let us patt, ere the season of passion forget us,
With a kiss and a tear on thy drooping brow.

 

 

Funny Girl. Still reading scary books. Hoping she will move on to happy Christmas stories soon.

an emma book...

Logos for my father.

They really need work, but not bad for 45 minutes.

Enter If You Dare

Brax and his cousins created an amazing haunted house this Halloween. Don't have great pictures, but here it is!

 

Emma's poster pictures

Emma has to bring a poster to school on Monday with pictures and information about herself.  Here are the pictures. Created in InDesign, brightened with Photoshop.

True Laughter

along with big gulps of air and snorts!

Story of my Life

something Chelle sent me...

A Family I Love.

Aren't they adorable?

I met Landy (on the left) on my mission (in late Sept 1989), it only took a couple of weeks and we were bonded for life. So I count the month of October as the month I met up again with my friend Landy Lisette Ceballos S. (I'm sure we laughed together in heaven before then so in essence we 'met up again').

With her is Jim, wonderful and hilarious, and their beautiful daughters Jamie and Jennefer (named after yours truly).

They reside in the lovely area of downtown Los Angeles and I miss them.

Cheers to 20 years of friendship Land!

Sometimes FHE is a riot.

Note. These pictures are from September not October. We weren't even thinking about Halloween.

When I hollered at the kids to come down for FHE Emma showed up in this.

Braxton didn't bat an eye.

We worked on the state map puzzle and then quizzed Brax about the capitals for a school quiz.

I had a hard time concentrating on the puzzle as the guest penguin complained (a lot) that she couldn't see because of her beak.

She is NOT going to be a penguin for Halloween. She is going to be a fairy. We have had this discussion many times. The penguin suit is from 2007 and is about 8" too short.


Note. If you want a fun Family Home Evening, bring a penguin.

Barnyard Boo Saturday

Or in other words, happy Emma, very bored (but willing to suffer for the sake of his sister) Brax.

From the weekend

Mom let's have a movie and popcorn.

Me: What movie do you want to watch?

Transformers

Me: Em, that movie is a little scary.

Mom, if you're scared you can just snuggle up to me.

She made it halfway.

Moving

Thursday, October 14, 2009

After 13 years in my old office on the lovely 3rd floor. We have been moved out and down to the lower kingdom.

Even at work moving sucks (sorry). I dropped a jar of T-pins in the elevator (BIG jar). I was tempted to leave them there but that wouldn't have been to nice. oh, and I stole shelves. Five to be exact. They didn't put them in my new office, so I had to take drastic measures. What kind of person does that make me? The word pushy comes to mind or red... Such is life. A girl like me cannot live out of boxes. It's just not possible. I need shelving. I have books. and decor. Stop judging.

There are a few perks to this move. I did get a faster computer so that's a plus, my office is almost 9" longer AND I have a secret passage way. How cool is that?   When you are banished from the Celestial floor to all things Telestial (a.k.a. the 1st floor) at least get something for it. (Seriously, love the secret passage way).

New home. and (four 'borrowed' shelves).

yes. Service boxes are in front of the windows yet to be unpacked, blocking my secret passage way.

Jesse Belle

Tonight I miss my grandmother. She was wise. She could make me laugh. and when I was down I would go visit her and we would go get a piece of pie at Marie Calendars.

She would wear her special coat and bring her best purse. We could talk for hours...

In her 60's.

A story. I remember being in the Provo temple a few years ago. I was wearing Grandma Jesse's white temple sweater. I promise, I just knew she was there. I knew it. She had written her name on the sweater's tag. I looked at it a few weeks ago and the place where she had written her name had washed off. I cried, until I thought I could hear her say, "Jenny, that's a silly reason to cry."

At 90. She died at 91. In 2000.

Self Expression

She had earned $4 this week helping out her mama. So while her sweet brother was at Priesthood Meeting on Saturday evening we went to Macey's so she could buy her own drink and treat.

She purchased this instead.

and wore it all day Sunday.

Photoshop

Never trust a photograph.

Updates

Update Number 1.

First, Braxton's birthday. He turned 14 a few weeks ago. Had a party with his friends here a few weeks before that.

He is a really cool 14 year old.

and, of course, I posted the birthday pictures all over the hallway and his room. This time I wrote something funny (or I at least I TRIED to be funny) on some of them. Emma thought I was hilarious.

I like birthdays. (not my own)

Update Number 2.

Went to Logan for the 5K and Marathon. I came in 3 minutes earlier than the 5K we ran in Salt Lake. Ann came in 8 or 9 minutes faster.

Here is me without make-up, looking oh so interesting...

and here is Ann. Yes. She's even cute after running 3.2 miles.

Here is the really cute house Ann and I found as we walked on the road to the canyon (had to capture my siblings in their marathon glory). The house had flowers below the windows, cute porch, trees everywhere. It even had a red rocking chair on the porch. We almost asked if we could move in.

Here is my sister (her first marathon). 4 hours 51 minutes... I think.

Here is my brother (too many marathons to count).  Came in around 3 hours, 50 min. (I almost missed him as you can see by the picture).

Here is some of our fun family in Logan after the marathon.
Hank, Cush, Randon, Annie and Nolen, Angela, and Me.

Cush and Hank with their medals.

Update Number 3.

Emma finished Soccer. She was a stand-out goalie. Wasn't too big on chasing the ball around the field, preferred to wait until it came to her, kick it as hard as she could, and watch all the girls run after it again.  However, was happy to inhale the treats after the game.

Update Number 4

Went to Aspen for our admin retreat. Took some pictures with Ann during our break. It was beautiful.