Saturday, September 24, 2011

Birthday Rewind

Due to the "summer crazies", I was not able to post anything about Riley's 15th birthday. First of all 15...what the holy crap! I am so not a fan of her getting closer to "dating age 16". It almost causes a physical nauseous reaction in the pit of my belly. I certainly hope the boys she dates next year don't mind a long lengthy interrogation from BOTH John and I. Especially since (no offence men), BOYS ARE SUCH IDIOTS sometimes.

I already can stand waiting up for her to get back from stake dances. Not to mention watching the boys watch her when I drop her off at the high school for volleyball practice. I'm like, "HELLLLLO eyes off please"! So off my soap box and onto my post..

Riley and Hayden (a boy in the ward) have a birthday on the same day. They were born on the same day in the same hospital. A couple of years ago, Riley and Hayden celebrated their birthday together and had a joint party. This year, they decided to do a joint party again. The each invited several friends to a swimming/pizza party. They had a great time swimming, playing keep away, eating pizza, and just hanging out.  I was so entertained by just watching them all interact. 

Birthday Buddies

Hayden and the ladies

Riley with the guys

A CRAZY bunch!

Thursday, September 15, 2011

Promptings of the Spirit

A couple of weeks ago, John purchased some kayaks for the family.  It was a nice warm day, so we decided to load the kayaks on the top of the van and head to the lake.  John took all the seats out of the van except the front two seats, so he could put an already inflated raft inside.  He then left with one of the kids, and I took the rest in his car. 

We had a great time at the lake, and we were there for several hours.  By late afternoon, Riley and I were completely ready to go home.  We had been out in the sun all day, and it was getting close to dinner time.  I kept trying to convince John and the kids that we needed to head home.  They were not ready to go, so we continued to wait.  This went on and on for quite awhile---me convincing them we needed to go...they not wanting to go.
John kept telling me to take his car and head home with Riley...and I kept telling him that, that idea would not work because there were no seats for the Brynn, Jace, and Haley in the van.  He tried to convince me that they would be fine sitting in the back of the van inside the raft.  (I always make my kids wear their seat belts...and John well, let's just say that he doesn't care about seat belts as much).

Eventually, I grew tired of the coaxing, so Riley and I jumped in John's car and headed for home.  I left the lake, even though I didn't feel good about it.  We had only been in the car for a couple of minutes when Riley turned the radio down and started to cry saying, "We need to go back".  I asked her if she forgot something to which she replied, "No, I just feel like we need to go back".  I didn't question her another second, and we turned around and headed back to the lake.

When we got back to the lake, everything was fine and I was a little more content to wait until the kids were done playing.  I'm not sure what would have happened that day if Riley wouldn't have spoken up.  She said she too didn't feel right about it when we left, and didn't want to say anything.  After a few minutes in the car, she knew that she needed to listen to the promptings of the spirit and say something to me.  I am grateful that I didn't question Riley, and also that I too felt like we needed to go back. 

When we knelt down for family prayer that night, we thanked Heavenly Father for his guidance and protection that day.  We truly felt that He had watched over and protected us.

Monday, September 12, 2011

One year ago...

One year ago today, my dad lost his long, hard, battle with cancer.  (You can read more about it here and here).  I just can't believe how quickly the year flew by.  To me, it seemed like the first couple of months would never end, and I always had the song, "Wake me up when September ends" running through my mind.  Right at first, it seemed like time was going at a snails pace.  Soon after, it seemed like time was shoved into fast speed and stopped with a jolt one year later.

One day, when my dad had only been gone a month or so, my mom called me to ask for some help with a few things at her house.  I only live about a mile from my mom's house, and gladly went over to help her.  When I got to her house she told me that she wasn't able to get one of the garage door openers to work (it needed to be programmed correctly).  She was also concerned with the light not going on (on the garage door motor).  She didn't like coming home late at night to a dark garage.  She was planning on calling a garage door repair man, because she had changed the light bulb before and it still wasn't working.  I was able to get both things working for her, and they were both easy fixes.  I could barely get through helping her without bawling my eyes out.  For those of you that know my mom, you know that she is able to accomplish and fix just about anything.  It was painful thinking that the safety net (meaning my dad) was moved and no longer there.  My dad would fix things that absolute minute he found out that they weren't working.  He was ALWAYS "johnny on the spot" when anything needed to be done.  It almost absolutely had to be done that day.  (Now I know where I get that from).

When I got in the car and left my mom's house, I had myself a good cry.  I cried all the way to the mall where I was heading to return some pants.  I had to sit out in the car for several minutes to gain my composure.  When I thought I finally had it all together, I went into Macy's.  I was hoping to dash in, (not see anyone I knew), and dash out again.  As luck would have it, I bumped into my friend Michelle.  Of course I wasn't able to keep it together there and had myself another good cry right there in Macy's.  There is nothing better then making yourself a spectacle in the middle of the store...ugly cry and all.

The older I get the more I realize that time picks up speed every year.  Sometimes when you really stop and think about things it really puts life into perspective.

From the hymn---Improve the Shinning Moments (vs. 2)

Time flies on wings of lightning;
We cannot call it back.
It comes, then passes forward
Along its onward track.
And if we are not mindful,
The chance will fade away,
For life is quick in passing.
’Tis as a single day.
Not a day goes by that I don't think of my dad....even one year later.  I love and miss you dad!
This is an old picture but puts the biggest smile on my face!  The look on my dad's face is priceless!

Monday, September 5, 2011

Back to the 80's

Recently, when I have been shopping with Riley for school clothes, I have noticed the back-to-the-80's styles hanging on the racks.  The cut off sleeved sweatshirts, florescent shirts, colorful sunglasses, suspenders, etc.       Exhibit A.
I also see kids wearing their hair in the AWFUL mullet...."business in the front, party in the back style" (sorta gives me the shivers).

It's just like a blast from the past!  It is so surreal shopping with my teenager for clothes that I wore when I was her age.  I just kind of walk around laughing.  I think it would be more fun browsing with an old friend, reminiscing about all the old styles and good times.  When you talk about it with your teen, they just think you are weird.  I wish I had more pictures when I was in Junior High so I could show my kids just how the styles have returned. 

The one thing that has not quite made a comeback yet (and hopefully never will) is the big, huge, out of control, hair sprayed hair.  Oh so painful to look at!

I recently came across this picture of me, my sister Pauline, and our friend Cresta.  I made me completely laugh out loud.  I think this is the first day of school, and I don't remember what year....just sometime in the 80's.  I cannot believe how our hair literally had a shape.  I couldn't resist photoshopping a little shape on the front of our shirts that resembled our "hair shape" (not that it wasn't COMPLETELY obvious).  Good stuff!

Friday, September 2, 2011

Addition to the Back to School Photos..

Well, I finally managed to get Riley's back to school picture taken this morning before school....only 5 days late.  I guess it is better then not having a picture at all.  Of course she was not ready for school and I had to write her a note for being late.  She spent extra time getting ready this morning because she had school pictures (as well as my 30 second photo session out in front of the house).  John cannot stand all the time she takes when she curls her hair.  He would like her to slap it up in a pony tail and call it a day. 

I recall curling my long hair in 7th grade and it took FOREVER.  I guess looking beautiful is the ONLY important thing when you are a young girl. (Riley looks just as beautiful when she does slap-it-up in a pony tail).  I suppose you don't learn the tricks of getting ready quick until you are married with kids of your own.  Either that or you just don't give a crap.  Here is my slightly painful 7th grade picture.  I just have to say that those bangs are very sad.  I guess that's how the "final look" turns out when your curling iron is about as big-a-round as a pencil.  It makes a nice little "weenie roll", and no that is not the look I was going for.  Don't judge.

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Funny Kid

We have been in school for just a couple of days now.  This week Jace has been working on spelling sentences.  I must say that several of his sentences crack me up and I have to share them.  I'm sure that his teacher will think they are funny too.  I put an arrow next to the ones that Riley and I thought were very entertaining.  Jace thought that he was hillarious when he wrote #13.  I didn't make him change anything.  Afterall, I'm sure that Mrs. C. could use some interesting sentences to read.  #18 made me laugh, and I have no idea how he came up with that one.  I think it would be fun to be in his head and see how he thinks.  He is just a funny kid!!  Thanks Jace for adding such spice to our life!