Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Let the Festivities Begin

Tonight, Karyn, Melinda, Andrea, and I went to dinner to celebrate "the Andreas' " birthdays. Three of us got Diablos and we urged Karyn to try them all at the same time. Melinda serenaded the event. I only caught half of Andrea in the video.

As usual, we shut the place down. Crazy fun times. I love these gals!

Thanks so much for the birthday wishes and dinner and EVERYTHING!

And Happy Birthday, Andrea, tomorrow!!!

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

I Spy with my Little Eye...

Someone who's FIVE! How did you get to be so big?

Happy birthday, AL. May you have a wonderful birthday and a stellar birthday party this weekend.

Love ya!


Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Lookie Who's Three

Happy birthday, little man! You are such a barrel of fun and energy. I love your spunk and silliness, sweet nephew. Hope you have a wonderful third birthday!
 

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

It's Okay - Really...

AM, I so couldn't resist this picture. I'm sure you'll love me for it one day and can't even remember why you were so sad. I love your fiesty personality and emotion. Hope you have a wonderful third birthday, little niece!

Saturday, June 25, 2011

A Little Ray of Sunshine

Wishing you a very happy and wonderful birthday, EL! Love you so much! I can't believe how big you've gotten. Three already? I love your fierce hugs and strength. What a sweet girl you are. You're simply amazing, little niece!!!

Sunday, June 19, 2011

On Fathers

On this day we choose to honor our fathers, I want to say thank you for believing in me. Thank you for your love and guidance. Thank you for your patience. May you have a wonderful Father's Day! Love you!!

Here are some quotes and poems about dads that I wanted to share. They reminded me of you.


My father used to play with my brother and me in the yard. Mother would come out and say, "You're tearing up the grass." "We're not raising grass," Dad would reply. "We're raising boys." ~Harmon Killebrew


A father carries pictures where his money used to be. ~Author Unknown


The greatest gift I ever had; Came from God; I call him Dad!~Author Unknown

Fatherhood is pretending the present you love most is soap-on-a-rope. ~Bill Cosby


"Any man can be a Father but it takes someone special to be a dad." -- Anne Geddes



What Makes a Dad


God took the strength of a mountain,
The majesty of a tree,
The warmth of a summer sun,
The calm of a quiet sea,
The generous soul of nature,
The comforting arm of night,
The wisdom of the ages,
The power of the eagle's flight,
The joy of a morning in spring,
The faith of a mustard seed,
The patience of eternity,
The depth of a family need,
Then God combined these qualities,
When there was nothing more to add,
He knew His masterpiece was complete,
And so,
He called it ... Dad


He didn't tell me how to live; he lived, and let me watch him do it. ~Clarence Budington Kelland


A truly rich man is one whose children run into his arms when his hands are empty. ~Author Unknown


Father! - to God himself we cannot give a holier name. ~William Wordsworth



A Little Girl Needs Daddy


A little girl needs Daddy
For many, many things:
Like holding her high off the ground
Where the sunlight sings!
Like being the deep music
That tells her all is right
When she awakens frantic with
The terrors of the night.

Like being the great mountain
That rises in her heart
And shows her how she might get home
When all else falls apart.

Like giving her the love
That is her sea and air,
So diving deep or soaring high
She'll always find him there.

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Surprise!

In case you didn't know--it's your birthday today! Hope it's a good one full of all the best things in life. Have a wonderful day! Love your stinkin' guts!!!

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

It Takes Guts

One of my company's advisory board members shares his experience with exercise, family, and the Ironman. Wow!





Go, Team Ed!

Sunday, May 8, 2011

On Mother

Thank you to my own sweet mother who wades through the weeds of life for me, watches over me, prays for me, and loves me—sometimes inspite of myself. Mom, may you have a wonderful, peaceful Mother's Day today and every day.

Below are some quotes and poem's I found about mothers and motherhood... Enjoy!

I remember my mother’s prayers and they have always followed me. They have clung to me all my life.
— Abraham Lincoln

God could not be everywhere and therefore he made mothers.
— Jewish proverb


A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials, heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine, desert us when troubles thicken around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts.
— Washington Irving (1783-1859)


RICHER THAN GOLD
You may have tangible wealth untold;
Caskets of jewels and coffers of gold.
Richer than I you can never be --
I had a mother who read to me.
— Strickland Gillilan (1869-1954)


M-O-T-H-E-R

"M" is for the million things she gave me,
"O" means only that she's growing old,
"T" is for the tears she shed to save me,
"H" is for her heart of purest gold;
"E" is for her eyes, with love-light shining,
"R" means right, and right she'll always be,
Put them all together, they spell "MOTHER,"
A word that means the world to me.
— Howard Johnson (c. 1915)

“Every time we build the faith or reinforce the nobility of a young woman or man, every time we love or lead anyone even one small step along the path, we are true to our endowment and calling as mothers and in the process we build the kingdom of God. No woman who understands the gospel would ever think that any other work is more important or would ever say, “I am just a mother,” for mothers heal the souls of men.”
— Sheri L. Dew, “Are We Not All Mothers?,” Ensign, Nov 2001, 96

The moment a child is born, the mother is also born. She never existed before. The woman existed, but the mother, never. A mother is something absolutely new.
— Rajneesh


Some mothers are kissing mothers and some are scolding mothers, but it is love just the same, and most mothers kiss and scold together.
— Pearl S. Buck


An ounce of mother is worth a pound of clergy.
— Spanish Proverb


Grown don't mean nothing to a mother. A child is a child. They get bigger, older, but grown? What's that suppose to mean? In my heart it don't mean a thing.
— Toni Morrison, Beloved, 1987


There's nothing like a mama-hug.
— Terri Guillemets


Every beetle is a gazelle in the eyes of its mother.
— Moorish Proverb


A man's work is from sun to sun, but a mother's work is never done.
— Author Unknown

Thursday, May 5, 2011

Celebrate Goodtimes, Come On!

Happy birthday to a fabulous sister, friend, and example! I love you more than words can say. Thanks for letting me be a part of your life. Hope you have the best birthday yet with many more to come!

(Thanks too for letting me steal your darling pic!)


Saturday, April 23, 2011

Thursday, April 21, 2011

Saturday, April 16, 2011

Memories

My friend's husband passed away this week. It's strange. He was only 46. Complications of a heart attack. Jeanette is a widow. Much too young for either of them. He was supportive and kind. A gentle giant with an eye for photography, a quick smile, and an easy laugh. He will be greatly missed. I am greatful to know that death is not forever.

I couldn't find his obituary online, but have copied what a friend forwarded me below and the link to an article about his passing: the lacross head coach at Lone Peak High School.


Randy Stout (1965-2011)

Randall Alan Stout (Randy) passed away suddenly on April 12, 2011 in Provo, Utah, after a severe heart attack. He was surrounded by family and friends.

Randy was born in Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada on May 14, 1965, fourth child to Lois and Monte Stout. As the youngest child, he was adored and tormented in equal measure by his three older siblings, Mark, Lisa (Brodie), and Conrad. He quickly became a promising athlete just to keep up with his brothers and sister.

He attended Randallstown High School in Maryland, where he was a star football and lacrosse player, heavily sought after by college recruiters. He also studied violin on a full scholarship at the Peabody Conservatory. His football coaches were instructed to wrap his hands well before games to protect his fingers.

Randy served an honorable two-year mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints in San Diego, California, after which he attended Brigham Young University. He played football for the BYU Cougars for several seasons as a kicker.

At BYU, he met his beautiful wife Jeanette. They were married on April 18, 1987, in the LDS Seattle Washington Temple. They have five wonderful, athletic children: Aaron-22, Zachary-19, Jacob-16, Joshua-12, and Jessica-10 years old.

Randy was a devoted and loving father, and dedicated himself to supporting all their activities. He started out coaching Jr. Jazz basketball, and eventually became the coach of Lone Peak High School Lacrosse team, leading them to a state championship. He was still coaching his two youngest sons at the time of his death.

Randy was greatly loved and admired throughout the Utah Lacrosse community for the relationships he created with the boys. He led them with kindness, and created powerful players who were respected nationwide for their skill and sportsmanship.

He also kept up his violin skills, playing 1st violin with the Utah Valley Symphony, and serving as Concertmaster of the Timpanogos Festival Orchestra for 15 years. The yearly Christmas cd’s he created, on which he sang in a warm, lovely tenor, are popular throughout Alpine and beyond. This year over 1,000 copies were shared with family and friends.

Randy was an active member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, and was serving in his ward as choir director. He was so proud of his son Aaron who just completed an honorable mission in El Salvador, and of Zach’s decision to leave home to serve a mission in Finland this summer.

Randy worked at Fidelity Investments for twenty years, where he was loved for his great attitude and incredibly funny sense of humor. Randy had that rare ability to make people laugh, which he did constantly. It was hard to be sad around Randy, because with a few well-chosen words, he could make you laugh for hours.

After Randy’s father Monte suffered severe brain damage from an unsuccessful surgery, Randy couldn’t stand to see him in a nursing home, and so created a hospital room for him at home. Randy and Jeanette lovingly cared for him in their home for five years until his death in 2000.

Randy’s contributions to church, family, and the community have been extensive. He was a great man, who leaves behind a legacy of service, love and laughter. We mourn his passing. We were not ready to let him go.

An educational account has been established for Randy’s children at the Bank of American Fork. In lieu of flowers or other donations, please make contributions to The Fund For Randy Stout.

The funeral will be held on Saturday, April 16 at 12 noon at 98E Canyon Crest Drive in Alpine, Utah. There will be a viewing for family and friends prior to the funeral at 10:30-11:45am. Interment will be afterward at the Alpine City Cemetery.



Have I told you lately that I love you? If not, I LOVE YOU! And, please, take good care of yourself.

Saturday, April 2, 2011

Here's to a Hero

Happy Birthday, Dad! Thanks for your thoughtful and loving ways. I appreciate all you've taught me and am grateful you watch out for me. Hope you have ea fabulous birthday! Love you so much!!!

Friday, April 1, 2011

That's What

Happy April Fool's Day!!!

School is Canceled for Today

Guess What?!?!

I can hardly even believe it. In a week and a half I'm moving to Seattle. It's been such a whirlwind and just happened so fast. But, when the pieces all fall together so perfectly, what else can you really do? Anyone wanna buy a house or know anyone in the market looking to rent?

Thursday, March 31, 2011

Birthday Time!

Hope it's a spectacular birthday, Bekah!!! You're amazing and certainly deserve it. Best wishes too for a wonderful new year.

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Shel Game


                         By Shel Silverstein

Friday, March 4, 2011

What?!?! Can You Even Believe It?

Guess who is having a birthday?


Adam - that's who!!! Hope it's a super day!


Thursday, March 3, 2011

Saturday's a Special Day

Saturday is Spring Fest! Enjoy the scents, sights, and sounds of a Turkish Bazaar without leaving Salt Lake City. Come see Utah's nationally acclaimed Middle Eastern dancers, bands, and vendors offering hypnotic scents, dazzling jewelry, sparkling costumes and clothing, henna tattoos, tarot readings, and so much more!


Utah State Fairgrounds
Promontory Building
155 N. Temple 1000 W.
Salt Lake City, UT
Hope to see you there!

Saturday, March 5
10:00 am - 10:00 pm
Desert Gypsy Dance Company is scheduled to dance around noon.

Admission $7 (children under 5 free)

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Free BYU Church History Symposium

This sounds interesting; wish I could attend...

The BYU Church History Symposium has become the premier symposium for scholarship on Church history. Please join us Saturday, March 5, 2011, beginning at 8 a.m. at the BYU Conference Center in Provo, Utah. This year’s symposium will focus on the growth and development of missionary work and will feature several notable historians, scholars, authors, and experts. There will be two ninety-minute breakout sessions with a refreshment break in between. The keynote speaker, Lanny Britsch, will conclude the symposium beginning at 11:10 a.m. Each of the two sessions will offer 4-5 classrooms with three presenters each. All interested individuals are welcome and encouraged to come. This symposium is free to attend and registration is not required.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

An Irish Ghost Story

This story happened a while ago in Dublin , and even though it sounds like an Alfred Hitchcock tale, it's true.

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John Bradford, a Dublin University student, was on the side of the road hitchhiking on a very dark night and in the midst of a big storm. The night was rolling on and no car went by. The storm was so strong he could hardly see a few feet ahead of him.

Suddenly, he saw a car slowly coming towards him and stopped.

John, desperate for shelter and without thinking about it, got into the car and closed the door.... only to realize there was nobody behind the wheel and the engine wasn't on.

The car started moving slowly. John looked at the road ahead and saw a curve approaching. Scared, he started to pray, begging for his life. Then, just before the car hit the curve, a hand appeared out of nowhere through the window, and turned the wheel. John, paralyzed with terror, watched as the hand came through the window, but never touched or harmed him.

Shortly thereafter, John saw the lights of a pub appear down the road, so, gathering strength; he jumped out of the car and ran to it. Wet and out of breath, he rushed inside and started telling everybody about the horrible experience he had just had.

A silence enveloped the pub when everybody realized he was crying... and wasn't drunk.

Suddenly, the door opened, and two other people walked in from the dark and stormy night. They, like John , were also soaked and out of breath. Looking around, and seeing John Bradford sobbing at the bar, one said to the other....

"Look Paddy....there's that idiot that got in the car while we were pushing it!!!!"