The best of weeks the worst of weeks

This has been the best of weeks and the worst of weeks to borrow from Dickens. Work was horrible. The entire payroll system crashed. We were lucky to get paid. But the awesome payroll manager strikes again and all will be well where pay checks are concerned. Missed temple night and worked through lunch but sometimes those are the prices I pay so to speak.

The best of times happened when my "Little Dude" (he is really not so little anymore) called and had his girlfriend on the line with him. So I got to meet her too. She sounds lovely and nice. She sounds very sweet and they were totally smitten with each other. I hope I did not keep them too long, only an hour on the phone. She is getting ready to report to Annapolis on Wednesday. Little Dude will be going to college and I am excited for him. He sounded so happy :-) and that makes me a happy mom :-)

Well, there is a charlies angels marathon that I am going to go and watch with my honey. I am also listening to our little garden frog named "little joe".

Love you all

Big Sis

Good Week

It has been a good week here. I had some time to play in my yarden today. I really enjoy that. Girls Night out for Relief Society happened on Wednesday and I was able to announce a new club called Hooked on yarn for beginning crocheting and knitting. My son graduated from his program today and I am waiting to hear from him this evening. I better get going and work on my stuff for church. Just wanted you all to know I am still alive and doing well.

Love ya

Big Sis

The Birds

So my sweetheart and I were sitting in the family room last Saturday and we heard a couple of crows cawing. We were joking about how it sounded like they were calling to each other when a few crows landed on the roof of the house across the street. We thought about how weird it was when all of those crows started cawing and then from afar we heard other crows cawing. All of a sudden there were crows coming from all directions and there must have been about 50 crows on the roof across the street and in the trees etc. We were thinking it was starting to get a little creepy and had a small feeling of what Tippy Hendron (sp?) must have felt when she starred in Alfred Hitchcock's "The Birds". Then a couple of the crows cawed and they all flew away.

REALLY creepy!!!!

Tribute to Gramps

A TRIBUTE TO GRAMPS

You touched our hearts in many ways and words cannot express the heartache we each feel with your physical absence. I know you are still here in spirit and really not so far away. I look forward to having you and Grams combined as guardian angels for your posterity.

We are comforted to know that you have found at last PEACE in the Lord Jesus Christ, JOY in the face of your sweetheart, our Grams, LOVE in the service of your family, HOPE in a glorious resurrection, hearing in both ears and youthful grace once more.

You have left a legacy of love that cannot be equaled. We are better people for having you to guide and teach us. I hope we will honor your name in all we do and become.

You taught us patience by your example in not only using a soft voice and kind words ( I cannot in memory recall a harsh or unkind word) and everlasting back rubs.

You taught us the value of hard work by taking good care of your home and family and spending time toiling in the soil and working hard to put food on the table.

You taught us patriotism by facing the foes of America and her friends abroad. You faced evil in one of its darkest hours and overcame it. You served those who could not serve themselves. The horrors you faced you overcame while in your silent humble solitude so you would not burden us with memories to painful to bear.

You taught us how to love, honor, and cherish by always treating your wife, our mother, grandmother, and great-grandmother with respect, dignity, devotion, and love. You taught us that we deserve to be loved, honored, and cherished.

You taught us that it is okay to find beauty in the creations of the Lord as you tenderly tended to plants, flowers, trees, vines and lawn. Your love of the outdoors and mountains has been passed down through the generations. Your love of fishing and hunting and camping and huckleberries was taught to us from our tiniest memories. You taught us to respect nature as we enjoyed the bounties we received.

You taught us that sometimes we can understand, feel, and learn more from a soft nod of the head and a smile than by a thousand words spoken.

In your last years, months, weeks, and days you taught us humility as you allowed your family to do for you what you no longer could do for yourself. Through your humility you taught us how to serve through words, actions, laughter, tears, music, song, heart to heart and spirit to spirit. You reconnected family ties once broken and gave opportunity for broken hearts to be mended.

I am ETERNALLY grateful for you GRAMPS and I look forward to a wonderful reunion someday…..

I Love You,

Nee