The Book of Martha

Ma and Pa

2012-01-27T10:31:00.000-08:00

A few weeks ago, Hugh and I were asked to serve as a Ma and Pa for the upcoming stake youth conference in July. It’s a four-day trek, a reenactment of sorts, of the Mormon pioneers going west. With a number of youth we will form a family pulling a handcart along with a larger company of youth and adults from our stake.

Hugh knew the trek was coming up (it's every four years) and wondered if maybe we'd be asked. Me, I was totally shocked! Pushing and pulling a handcart through the Sierras - Really? Hugh has no knees and I’m twice the size I was when we got married. Not to mention, at this age (we'll both be 59 when we head out) we’re more a Grandma and Grandpa than a Ma and Pa. Anyway, in spite of all that, we both felt good about it and said, "YES!"

Hugh’s attitude, “I was training for a marathon, but I guess I’ll train for the trek instead.”

Me, “I was trying to lose weight and become more fit. I guess this will help me achieve my goal.”

Certainly our physical strength will be taxed and more, but in enduring trials comes great spiritual strength and blessings. It’s not going to be easy. With that said, I'm already in reenactment mode. No doubt the Saints knew before they left that it wouldn't be easy, but they believed in Christ and moved forward each day with faith in every footstep.

With faith in every footstep,

we follow Christ, the Lord;

And filled with hope

through his pure love,

we sing with one accord.

Words and music by K. Newell Dayley

Susan

2012-01-11T21:11:00.000-08:00

My cousin, Susan, is really my mother's first cousin. Susan's mother and my grandmother are sisters and yet Susan and I are just months apart in age. Because of our age and familial relationship we had an instant bond. We have some great memories of visiting my grandmother (her aunt) together. Over the years we've kept in touch and visited with each other, but not often. Still, that feeling of love and camaraderie are always there when we get together.

I hadn't had any direct contact with Susan for several years, just my usual Christmas cards. I was wondering about her and so was my cousin, Doyle, because neither of us had spoken with her for a while. He tracked her down and found out she had been in a terrible car accident in Mexico some years ago. She was now living in a nursing home facility in Yucaipa. I was shocked, but happy to know where she was and renew our relationship. Time flies. It's been several years since we've regained contact. I visit her periodically and every time I do I forget to bring my camera, but I remembered yesterday. Yeah! I got a photo of us.

Susan and I

Cousins Forever

While talking with Susan I was amazed to find out she had recently gone to the ER several times. YIKES! She seems to be on the mend and she always has such a positive attitude. By the array of Christmas cards displayed on wall of her room, you can see she is greatly loved even by those who are not family and close friends. Many people who work where she lives love to talk with her and hear her advice and wisdom. She's always a good listener and graciously hopes to help and improve your way. I know I'm always better when I visit Susan. Her southern hospitality and kindness always comes through.

"True love lasts forever.

It is eternally patient and forgiving.

It believes, hopes, and endures all things."

Joseph B. Wirthlin

Temple Work

2012-01-05T07:00:00.000-08:00

Last October Hugh and I started working in the Los Angeles Temple. When we were interviewed by President Martz last September he told us that our experience would be different than when we come as patrons receiving the blessings of the temple. Instead, once a month, we serve those who come by helping to bestow the blessings of the temple. It has been a wonderful opportunity and experience. We're just getting started and we hope to continue and do more in the coming years.

I can bear testimony of the blessings of temple attendance. No matter if I'm helping or coming as a patron, it's service. There is a purifying power that takes place there and I'm so grateful for it. I'm so happy to be a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and have the understanding I do of the Plan of Salvation. The temple is a holy place and when I leave those walls I have been strengthened. I have greater peace.

"To you who are worthy

and able to attend the temple,

I would admonish you to go often.

The temple is a place

where we can find peace.

There we receive

a renewed dedication to the gospel

and a strengthened resolve

to keep the commandments."

President Thomas S. Monson

Here We Go Again!

2012-01-04T00:05:00.000-08:00

Sister Janet Reynders

Janet is outta here! She's off on another mission and I couldn't be more pleased. I, her aunt, again have the privilege of monitoring her blog. Today Sister Reynders enters the MTC - Missionary Training Center. Her last mission was in Nauvoo (summer 2010). It was a special and unique experience serving four months as a young performing missionary. Now she'll be in Salt Lake City on Temple Square. This Is The Place! That's the name of her blog. Janet picked it out and I was all over it. If you'd like to follow along for the next year and a half, go to her blog and become a follower. We'll be posting letters and pictures and if you have any encounters with Sister Reynders while touring Temple Square, of course, I want to hear about it. Be sure and snap a photo and send it to me.

“After all that has been said,

[our] greatest and most important duty

is to preach the Gospel.”

Joseph Smith

Teachings of the Prophet Joseph Smith,

sel. Joseph Fielding Smith (1976), 113.

The Legend of the Pink Comb

2011-12-28T00:05:00.000-08:00

"Our hearts grow tender with childhood memories and love of kindred, and we are better throughout the year for having, in spirit, become a child again at Christmas-time." Laura Ingalls Wilder

Family readying for Skype and phone connections
to Pensacola and Puerto Rico.

Becky listening and waiting for her turn
to read her Family from Yosemite story.

For some years now we've been writing family stories as our Christmas gifts to the family. This year we presented them on Christmas Eve with hook ups to Florida and Puerto Rico to include everyone. I've only posted my stories on my blog. Here are my past entries:

Christmas 2008 - Maybe We're Just an Ugly Family
Christmas 2009 - My Temple! My Temple! It's My Temple!
Christmas 2010 - Freeways and Parking Lots

Here's my story for this year - The Family From Yosemite 2011

The Legend of the Pink Comb
by Martha Reynders Blair

You wouldn’t think the words “legend” and “pink comb” could be in the same sentence, but when you’re talking about the Family from Yosemite such oddities do exist. Let me give a little history so you can understand how this came about.

Everyone has hair, so combing is a way of life and I expected my home with all its hair would be like my mother’s and her mother before her. Both my mother and grandmother had a container filled with combs. My mother had a blue and white crock and my grandmother had a circular green glass vase. I remember looking in these containers as a child, my eyes examining each comb. I was like a kid in a candy store anticipating the sugar high. I took some delight in eyeing each comb with all the protruding shapes, varied colors, sizes, and styles readying myself for a coifing experience.

In my selecting, I soon learned that not all combs are created equal. My grandmother with her instinct to save because of the Depression and my mother with her “year supply” mentality had lots of useless combs in their collection. For example, those cheapy combs you’d get on picture day at school; always good for one swipe through the hair before your photo was snapped and not good for anything else. Even so, there were plenty of good ones too. Just like candy, I had my favorites. No matter what my combing experience would bring, I always enjoyed picking out my comb. It was a daily ritual I delighted in.

Then I got married. Things started out fine. We had one black comb. It had its place and we were good to take turns, but then more were added to our family, seven to be exact, that meant more heads with hair to comb. Even then there weren’t issues for awhile because I used baby combs on baby heads, but eventually baby hair turns to big kid hair and that’s when the dilemma ensued.

With lots of children to get ready in the morning and the pressure of getting children off to school or ready for church in a timely manner, I would make my frantic attempt at getting heads combed and out the door. The comb would not end up in the designated spot in the drawer of our bathroom, but would be found in the kitchen, the kid‘s bathroom, or even the floor. Consequently, Hughie would be dismayed in the morning because it would put a kink in his orderly routine.

Now I must reference here that Hughie is particularly neat following the old adage “a place for everything and everything in its place.” The prophet, Brigham Young, had used this terminology. Hugh would like to claim he was simply keeping the commandment. He unfortunately would become very disturbed by the comb not being in its assigned spot. We soon realized or I should say we have all made our own diagnosis, that Hughie is a closet OCD person - Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. The comb, its place, etc. was all a major concern.

In order for me to deal with the situation of lots of heads and one comb, my childhood memory came back like a vision. That delightful experience of picking out a comb in a container filled with combs. Surely this will make the situation better. Daddy will have a comb. Children will have combs. Everyone will have a happy combing experience.

I pulled out a circular green vase collecting dust in a cupboard. I believe it was the original comb vase of my grandmother. I bought a few bags of combs and made an arrangement, almost like flowers. I figured we were good to go - no more problems, but my plan was foiled one morning when Hughie said he couldn’t find his comb. Ugh! “Comb Shmomb,” I thought, “This shouldn’t be a problem.”

I picked up the green jar of combs and said, “Here pick one.”

But Hughie was aghast, “These aren’t any good. These are icky combs.”

“What do you mean, icky? There should be a nice comb in here somewhere! I just bought them.”

I gingerly pulled an acceptable specimen from the green glass and handed it to him. Hugh took it, looked at it, and stroked it through his hair a few times, but his face showed his obvious disapproval.

“What’s the matter with it?” I said.

“It scratches my head!” he countered.

I grabbed the comb and put it through my hair for my own test. I admitted it didn’t feel as nice as his usual comb, but certainly he could live with it. “What’s the big deal?!” I said.

Again with disgust, “It scratches my head!”

“So!!!” was my reply.

“SO!!! I DON’T WANT IT TO SCRATCH MY HEAD!”

Well, the hunt was on. In spite of our search, we couldn’t find Hughie’s comb. I started buying more and more combs with the attempt to find a really good comb. Nothing in a multi-pack would do. All individually wrapped combs were the only consideration for suitable testing. Hughie was some kind of comb aficionado. His sampling and opinion were the only one that held any weight, as we combed through the combs.

He knew exactly what he was looking for. I was amazed at what I thought was a somewhat pleasant lifetime of combing only to find that I was way to easily satisfied. Whatever! In spite of my attempts to purchase a suitable comb, Hughie was always dissatisfied.

One morning as he was grumbling once again about using some misfit of a comb, I tried to appease his anguish by providing some hope, “Maybe the comb you liked didn’t start out so comfortable. Maybe it’s like a favorite pair of old shoes that has been worn down over time and become even more comfortable with age.”

“That’s not it!” he clamored back in despair.

The quest continued, but finally, we found one that he liked. There was no doubt and he stroked his hair time and time again with the utmost pleasure. He knew he‘d arrived with - THE PINK COMB.

Unfortunately, my group of combs arranged in a vase for the picking was not satisfying to anyone in the family, including me; I had to admit the pink comb was better. Daddy’s previous comb had spoiled all our heads. All others combs were not an option, so in spite of the extra combs in the green vase, the pink comb became coveted. And regrettably, it did not maintain its important spot in Daddy’s drawer. Everyone used it and everyday Hughie had to hunt it down always starting his morning with frustration, but then he would instantly calm as his head was caressed by the pink comb’s magic.

This situation went on for many years. The pink comb began to wear. Even though a tine or two became missing, it still maintained its appeal in spite of its dilapidated appearance. After many years of use and abuse, one morning Hugh went on his usual pursuit to find the pink comb. His frustration could not be appeased by the smooth stroke of the pink comb because the pink comb was missing. I mean, really missing! It couldn’t be found. Again, dare I say, Hughie “combed” the house up and down and all around in his hunt for the pink comb. Through this investigation we would hear a periodic scream of despair, “Where’s the PINK COMB?!!!”

We were all eventually brought into the search; the mystery had to be solved. Like Sherlock Holmes we theorized, “Could it have fallen in the trash can? Taken in the car in a mad dash to some event, combing as we drove?” We searched, but nothing. “Maybe it was left somewhere on a family trip and extended family was now in possession of it?” We didn’t know what had happened to it. The mystery was constantly discussed.

I started buying combs in an attempt to replace it, but to no avail. Its replacement was futile. Nothing seemed compatible to the old pink comb. It was like a depression came over us. We couldn’t start our day with the once therapeutic mojo that would envelop our heads with comfort. Instead, we left the house with scowls on our faces knowing full well from where our comfort had once come. No other comb seemed to satisfy. Eventually, we went our separate ways with our own dissatisfying combs. The pink comb had been so amazing. It was an end of an era in combdom.

I wondered if other families had experienced such a thing. Certainly it had been something unique to our own home. We never found the pink comb or a satisfactory replacement. It was just another chapter in the saga of the Family from Yosemite.

Then, one day, years later, I was at the Ferguson’s for a reason I can‘t remember. Anyway, I was sitting on a wooden swivel chair at the kitchen counter in their family room waiting to speak to Linda, the mom. They had the usual expected hubbub going on about the house with their large family of nine children.

From across the room, I could see and hear Bruce, the dad, and one of the older boys in the doorway of the hallway in front of me. They were grunting and groaning as they tried to maneuver a bookcase. They were in the process of moving it to a different location in the house. What surprised me as they lifted the bookcase off the ground and then forward a few feet, one shouted in disgust, “THE RED COMB!”

“WHAT!?” another family member’s outcry was heard in the house with the grave feeling of disbelief.

Under the pressure of the load in hand one of the guys quickly kicked the red comb out so it could be easily retrieved. There was a sense of dismay when he shouted, “THE RED COMB!” You could feel it, their home was filed with a sigh of relief and yet some anxiety too over the needless suffering their heads had been through, like they too had been paying some kind of price by not having it readily available to soothe eleven bed heads every morning. Me, I was surprised all right, but I also had a sense of satisfaction in knowing we weren’t alone in our quandary of combdom.

LOVE

2011-12-27T00:13:00.000-08:00

Love is
the way of
the disciple.

I'm not going to be writing about my lessons every week. I can't keep up with it, but I will share something once in awhile. A couple of weeks ago during Sunday School our lesson was on the love of God. His love teaches us to love. That's what life is really all about: "Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy mind. This is the first and great commandment. And the second is like unto it, Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself. On these two commandments hang all the law and the prophets." (Matthew 22:37-40) God loved us so he sent His Son. He wants us to return to him and if we love him, we will. The red quotes come from Pres. Dieter F. Uchtdorf, The Love of God. (October 2009, general conference)

I posted this little video on facebook earlier this month, but I wanted to share it here too:

The divine love of God

turns

ordinary acts

into

extraordinary service.

Another Year - The Same Ol' Same Ol'

2011-12-26T23:55:00.000-08:00

"I've been on a constant diet
for the last two decades.
I've lost a total of 789 pounds.
By all accounts,
I should be hanging
from a charm bracelet."
Erma Bombeck

I share this quote for two reason. One, it's past that time of the month again - I've gone another 30-days with a dieting goal in mind. Which I didn't achieve, "no dessert". And number two, in spite of my efforts or I should say, lack thereof - I'm not hanging by a charm bracelet.

Instead of waiting until January, I'm taking today to address my last year resolutions and to announce my new ones for 2012. Pretty much same ol' same ol'.

2011 GOALS:

1. Include Cassie and her boys once a month for Family Home Evening.

We did this until June and it was then that Cassie moved out of my dad's place and got back together with her husband, Ruben. We had to take over the care of my father which was all consuming for a good four months. Even though we had interaction, the shared Family Home Evening didn't happen anymore. Since then Cassie, Ruben, and the boys have moved to Puerto Rico. It's only been a few weeks since they left. We miss them and are praying that all goes well.

2. Doing a daily kind act, plus looking at what God has done for me everyday - recognizing it, and writing it down - DAILY.

I do kind acts and I recognize what God has done for me, but I didn't write it down everyday.

3. Lose weight!

I didn't lose weight. I gained weight. UGH! What a life I lead. I added the 30-day reporting in recent months thinking it would prompt me to be better, but to no avail. Anyway, I'm feeling motivated, even surrounded by Christmas goodies. My blood pressure is up so I'm concerned. I'm already on it. I won't be reporting every 30-days though. If I'm making progress, I'll say something.

New Year Resolution for 2012

1. Lose Weight

People are so worried

about what they eat

between Christmas and the New Year,

but they really should

be worried about

what they eat between

the New Year and Christmas.

Author Unknown

2. Be kind - Do daily acts of service.

I want to be kind to everyone

For that is right, you see

So I say to myself, Remember this:

"Kindness begins with me!"
Clara W. McMaster

(Taught and sung in many of Mrs. Blair's classes.)

3. Ask - "What has God done

for me and my family today?"

"There are only two ways to live your life.
One is as though nothing is a miracle.
The other is as though everything is a miracle."
-- Albert Einstein

4. Write it all down!

“When we deal in generalities, we shall never succeed.

When we deal in specifics, we shall rarely have a failure.

When performance is measured, performance improves.

When performance is measured and reported,
the rate of performance accelerates.”

Thomas S Monson

Hoping to blossom in the

NEW YEAR!

2012 HERE I COME!

Merry Christmas 2012

2011-12-25T06:00:00.000-08:00

The best of all gifts around any Christmas tree:

the presence of a happy family

all wrapped up in each other.

--Burton Hills--

I'm having a wonderful Christmas for a number of reasons. Happily I'm not sick, but I admit it's only because I've been on antibiotics for the last three weeks. Yeah! Anyway, it's good I'm not suffering that way. Also, I don't have pictures to share, but the images are in my mind of family and friends enjoying one another - eating, games, hiking, playing, holding the baby - the list goes on. I'm happy for these moments. I wonder if I appreciate it all the more because I'm getting older. I guess I'm finally getting what life is all about. I know the Savior with his love and sacrifice has brought me this great joy. I'm so grateful.

Merry Christmas!

Subbing Plus Life

2011-12-15T00:01:00.000-08:00

This semester has been different for me. Different, because I've been on a number of trips - twice to Arizona, and once to Florida. And, Hugh and I started working at the Los Angeles Temple once a month. I always hope to sub for teachers about 8 to 10 days a month and surprisingly, in spite of being gone plus the school vacations, I pretty much have. Jobs seem to be available when I'm available. I'm feeling really blessed and grateful.

I've had downtime as of late, but still have been extraordinarily busy. The motion never stops. I'm use to that - seven kids, a husband, not to mention everything else in life. But even then, it seems my doings have been more constant than ever. I need to slow down. I'm getting old and yet, I seem to be keeping up. I'm always in pursuit of simplifying. That thinking and action seems to help utilize my time better. In my mind, simplifying means I get even more done, but with less stress. It's been a good semester. I've enjoyed it. Looking forward to Christmas.

In teaching you cannot see

the fruit of a day's work.

It is invisible and remains so,

maybe for twenty years.

Jacques Barzun

Puerto Rico or BUST!

2011-12-06T22:05:00.000-08:00

Cassie and the boys left last night to join Ruben in Puerto Rico. They had a rough start finding out at the airport that they couldn't bring their two dogs with them. Hugh brought the dogs back to Lancaster for them. Things got a whole lot easier once the dogs weren't in tow.

The boys are excited to learn Spanish and go to the beach. They thought it was pretty cool knowing that in Puerto Rico they would have both parents surnames. Guess that's the way they do it there and I'm sure they'll learn a lot more about the culture of their Grandma Raquel Dedman.

The Dedman Blair Brothers

Joseph, Jeremiah, Dexter, and Ammon

Off to learn about their Puerto Rican heritage

Later . . .

Cassie called this morning to let me know the trip went well. She mention three specific things in our quick conversation:

1. The island was so beautiful as they flew into Puerto Rico.

2. Her boys look like all the other children there. She said in amazement, "My boys look like they could have been born here."

3. Ruben told her, "Prepare yourself for culture shock when we drive downtown."

We're glad they made it and we're all hoping things go well for them on their new adventure living in Puerto Rico.

"Esos Son Otros Veinte Pesos"

This literally means, "that's another twenty dollars." The American alternative would be "that's a whole new ballgame." Puerto Rico will be a whole new ballgame for the Dedman family. Batter-up!

Dani Jo's Weekend

2011-12-05T21:45:00.000-08:00

Hugh and I took a long weekend visiting Billy, Chelsea, and their two little girls in Arizona. We were there for Dani's blessing. We also saw other friends and family. It was a very full weekend with great food, relaxation, and spending time with our grandchildren. We enjoyed ourselves and even had a dramatic moment or two with me slipping in the rain. Luckily I didn't get hurt.

Later this month, Billy's family will join us for a few days. We're glad to be home and are getting ready for the Christmas holiday.

Precious Baby Girl

Dani Jo Blair

Two months old

Such a good baby!

What we all came for:
Dani Jo's Blessing
Sunday, December 4, 2011

Chelsea, Dani, Ryan, and Bill

Saturday morning at the Christmas breakfast

Hughie holding Dani at the Christmas breakfast.

She proudly wore a little Christmas outfit.

On her shirt was written,

"Who needs Santa,
I've got grandparents."

Our Thanksgiving Holiday

2011-11-29T00:15:00.000-08:00

I never have the pictures or the words to tell it all, but here's a glimpse of our celebration.

Our first guests to arrive were also our last guests to leave. My brother and his family headed out Sunday morning for the long drive back to Hollady, Utah. It was great having them here.

Emma, Michael, Adam, and Sally

Just some of the things we did during the week:

Los Angeles Temple, visiting, board games, visiting, family history, visiting, video games, visiting, movies, visiting, reading, visiting, playing, visiting, firepit, visiting, music, visiting, singing, visiting, wrestling, visiting, taking pictures, visiting, riding scooters, visiting, working, visiting, moving, visiting, installing smoke detectors, visiting, babysitting, visiting, food, food, and more food, and VISITING.

Just some of the people who came:

Friends
Lisa and Mark

My cousin and his wife
Doyle and Julie

Doug and Marilyn
My Aunt Betty's Daughter/My Cousin

Friend and Caregiver
Teresa

Scott, Mark, and JoLinda

My Aunt

Betty Carroll

My Father's Sister - 91-years young

We had a BBQ and my dad over for the afternoon Saturday. Before everyone started heading home, a final picture of the whole family, except Becky (working) and Janna (in bed - not feeling well).

For each new morning with its light,

For rest and shelter of the night,

For health and food, for love and friends,

For everything Thy goodness sends.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

I'm Thankful

2011-11-28T00:15:00.000-08:00

One of our activities over Thanksgiving week was to "count our many blessings". We asked everyone who came by to write down something that they were thankful for on a poster I had prepared. And they weren't suppose to repeat what was already on the list because the point was to count our many blessings.

A few people got creative in their attempt to repeat by just wording it differently. It was fun, thoughtful, amusing, and got us thinking. All we have is from God. Hope you had a good one, we sure did. Happy Thanksgiving always!

"I AM THANKFUL FOR . . ."

(The Final List)

Temple Sealing

Stake Center

House

Eyesight

Friends

Family

The Hymn, "There is a Green Hill Far Away"

Vince Beazel

Pets (3 dogs, 4 cats, 1 turtle)

Adam Reynders Family

Job (Employment)

"Skype"

Dependable Transportation

Health

Music

Scriptures

Prophets

The Plan of Salvation

Body

The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints

Medicine

My Son Serving a Mission

Soccer

Fashion

Rest

The Atonement

Lisa (My Wife)

The Loving Kindness of the Lord

Batman Cave

Temples ALL over the world

Video Games

Everything!

My Mother

Heavenly Father and Jesus

Joseph Smith

Tithing

Bed, Blankets, and Pillows

Cheesecake with sugar in it

Grandkids

Airplanes

My Husband, Doyle McMullin, and his family

Hot Running Water

Jesus' Love

Sister Blair and her Testimony

Martha (My Friend)

The Heater and Air Conditioning

"We need to be more grateful. It's one of the marks of strong character, to have a feeling of thanksgiving and gratitude for blessings that are ours. We need more of that spirit in our homes, in our daily associations, in church, everywhere. It's so easy to cultivate the spirit of appreciation."

Ezra Taft Benson,

"All This and the Gospel Too," New Era, Nov. 1991, 4

Let the Festivities Begin!

2011-11-22T00:07:00.000-08:00

Sunday, our first guests arrived for the Thanksgiving holiday. My brother, Adam, and his family will be here for the week. First on the list, they stopped by to visit with Poppy and our caregiver, Teresa.

The Reynders Family

On Monday night we had a surprise for Adam and his family. We invited a few of Adam's old friends to join us for Family Home Evening. My friend, Lisa, her daughter, and Joe joined us too. There ended up being 20 of us in all during the evening.

The Silva's

The McKell's
(their daughter, Caitlin, came too, but is not pictured)

The Male Quartet
Jordan, Adam, Jonathan, and Tom

Throughout the evening everyone selected songs, quotes, and scriptures to share. We also told what we were thankful for. (I'm making a list and will include it in a later post.) We ended the evening with refreshments and visiting. It was nice enjoying each others company. Everyone met new people and renewed old friendships.

“Everyone needs good friends. Your circle of friends will greatly influence your thinking and behavior, just as you will theirs. When you share common values with your friends, you can strengthen and encourage each other. If some of your friends are shy and do not feel included, be particularly sensitive to their feelings and go out of your way to pull them into the influence of your strong circle of good friends. Together you can maintain a high standard of gospel living.”

(For the Strength of Youth, Salt Lake City: The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, 1990, p. 9.)

Death By Chocolate

2011-11-19T00:01:00.000-08:00

Life without chocolate

is like a beach without water.

CRABS RESTAURANT

on Pensacola Beach

That's right I had dessert! More than once!
On our last outing in Pensacola we not only had dinner,
but shared some

Key Lime Pie

and

Death by Chocolate

And yes, I gained weight this month! Since I've been home I've started riding my stationary bike again. Having something to read helps. I just finished The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins. So I'll keep biking and reading and see what happens because I know I'm having some pumpkin pie on Thanksgiving. So forget that dessert idea, but Janna has been hanging in there (no dessert) and she's losing more weight. She doesn't even need to lose weight, but she's doing it. Here I go again. Reporting in 30 days - December 19th.

We're Home!

2011-11-18T23:22:00.000-08:00

No matter what happens,

travel gives you a story to tell.

-- Jewish Proverb

3 AM, November 9th
Giddy to get out of town!
Heading to LAX

Picked up by the grandkids at Pensacola Airport.
We haven't seen them since July 2010.
Evelyn and Will know who we are,
but you can see Eddie's thinking,
"Who are these people?"

The Reunion - Sam and Carson
"Reservations for 12, PLEASE!"
California Blair's, Floribama Blair's, and North Carolina Lockhart's
Hugh scouted out this restaurant with rave reviews.
We were not disappointed.

Sam, Hugh, Evelyn, Eddie, Rick, and Will
The next morning, we all had breakfast at WAFFLE HOUSE.

A round of disc golf before the air show.

Dave, Carson, Beth, and Jessica
After a bazillion mile walk we made it from our car to the air show.
My sister and family joined us in celebrating
100 years of Naval Aviation

THE BLUE ANGELS

The Night Show

Saturday - Deep Sea Fishing Trip On The Gulf
Everyone came home a winner!
That night we had fish tacos and the next night more fish.

Will and Evelyn ready for the Primary Presentation
On Sunday, we watched Will and Evelyn participate with the other
Perdido Ward Primary kids,
singing and saying their parts:
"I Know the Scriptures Are True".

Monday - Blue Angel Sam
Checking things out at the air museum.

Rick, Wendy, and the kids
Our last night in town
Hang'n at Pensacola Beach

Hope we can come again soon!

WE'RE OUTTA HERE!

2011-11-09T02:50:00.000-08:00

Hugh, Sam, and I are off to Florida to see the grandkids and more. To say the least, "We're excited!"

The other kids (Becky, Tom, and Jan) are holding down the fort while we're gone. They'll also be available if our caregiver needs any help with Poppy. They have school, work, etc. to attend to. We do to, but we're taking a break. I'll report later with the details. Have a good one!

"Find what brings you joy

and go there."

Jan Phillips

A Witness of Jesus Christ

2011-11-05T12:26:00.000-07:00

In the media last month, the "eternal rumor" as I refer to it, has once again reared its ugly head. "Mormons aren't Christian" - "Mormons don't believe in Christ" - etc., etc., etc. It's mind boggling to me. I am a Mormon, a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Someone will say to me, "You don't believe in Christ." And I respond, "Yes, I do." And then the conversation goes, "No you don't, you don't know." What can you say to such talk? I continue, "Yes, I do know." And through it all, even with more explanation, in spite of my testimony of truth (meaning a witness of the Spirit). I'm considered a liar or in a softer tone, a person who has been deceived, or doesn't know what I'm talking about. It's beyond belief. This kind of colloquy I am well use to. You just move on and hope someone will get it someday.

I'm not writing this today because of the recent media hype, instead I'm writing this because I'm inspired by a man's testimony. Testimonies give credence to truth. Just as The Book of Mormon is another testament of Jesus Christ to the Bible, so are the testimonies of people. They are a witnesses of truth. This is one of the latest Mormon Messages to view on the Mormon Channel: A Book of Mormon Story.

Let me add another testimony, another witness. Here are the words of Elder Tad Callister during out latest general conference, October 2011, "The Book of Mormon -- a Book from God":

Why is the Book of Mormon so essential if we already have the Bible to teach us about Jesus Christ? Have you ever wondered why there are so many Christian churches in the world today when they obtain their doctrines from essentially the same Bible? It is because they interpret the Bible differently. If they interpreted it the same, they would be the same church. This is not a condition the Lord desires, for the Apostle Paul declared that there is “one Lord, one faith, one baptism” (Ephesians 4:5). To help bring this oneness about, the Lord established a divine law of witnesses. Paul taught, “In the mouth of two or three witnesses shall every word be established” (2 Corinthians 13:1).

The Bible is one witness of Jesus Christ; the Book of Mormon is another. Why is this second witness so crucial? The following illustration may help: How many straight lines can you draw through a single point on a piece of paper? The answer is infinite. For a moment, suppose that single point represents the Bible and that hundreds of those straight lines drawn through that point represent different interpretations of the Bible and that each of those interpretations represents a different church.

What happens, however, if on that piece of paper there is a second point representing the Book of Mormon? How many straight lines could you draw between these two reference points: the Bible and the Book of Mormon? Only one. Only one interpretation of Christ’s doctrines survives the testimony of these two witnesses.

Again and again the Book of Mormon acts as a confirming, clarifying, unifying witness of the doctrines taught in the Bible so that there is only “one Lord, one faith, one baptism.”

I add my testimony. The Book of Mormon is true. I have read it and the Spirit has testified - Jesus is the Christ. He lives. He is my Savior and my Redeemer. We too will live again because of HIM. He is the author and finisher of my faith.

The New Teenager

2011-11-04T21:44:00.000-07:00

Sammy woke up this morning and said he actually felt different. He lives in a household of adults. He's happy to be growing up. Today is his 13th birthday.

Happy Birthday Sam. Love, Becky

Sammy specifically requested a stocking cap like the one Becky had made for herself. She was happy to accommodate him.

Sam ready for winter.

Birthday Sam and big brother, Tom

Young men of the Aaronic Priesthood,
you have been born at this time
for a sacred and glorious purpose.
It is not by chance that you have been reserved
to come to earth in this last dispensation
of the fulness of times.
Your birth at this particular time
was foreordained in the eternities.

You are to be the royal army
of the Lord in the last days.
You are “youth of the noble birthright.”
(Hymns, 1985, no. 255.)

President Ezra Taft Benson
Youth of the Noble Birthright, Ensign, May 1986

HAVE A GOOD ONE!

2011-10-31T00:38:00.000-07:00

We had Halloween parties this weekend. Chili and Trunk or Treat at the church, plus Tom and Janna had a party and dance to go to. We've had our share of candy and fun! Hope you have a good one tonight!

Sam the Army Man

Becky the Pumpkin

"The Nightmare Before Christmas"
Janna as Sally

Tommy as Wolverine

Heading out for the dance

Janna and Tom
Summer's Halloween Birthday Party
Hippie and Wolverine

"Trick or Treat!"

40-Year Reunion

2011-10-30T21:53:00.000-07:00

Time Marches On

I graduated from Antelope Valley High School in 1971. Our 40-year reunion was last weekend. I didn't attend, but some friends were intown and came over to our house that morning for a little brunch. It was so nice to see everyone.

The Girls

Anita, Me, Marilyn, Susee, Kree, and Robin

You know you're getting old when

you have a party

and the neighbors don't even realize it.

The Author and Finisher of Our Faith

2011-10-23T22:25:00.000-07:00

In studying Hebrews, Paul once again, is teaching that the Mosaic Law does not bring salvation. Only through Jesus Christ are we saved. Following the teachings of Christ can NEVER disappoint. We show our faith by our works. We are continually blessed.

Our beloved President Thomas S. Monson has given us his prophetic witness. He said: "I testify to you that our promised blessings are beyond measure. Though the storm clouds may gather, though the rains may pour down upon us, our knowledge of the gospel and our love of our Heavenly Father and of our Savior will comfort and sustain us and bring joy to our hearts as we walk uprightly and keep the commandments."

President Monson continued: "My beloved brothers and sisters, fear not. Be of good cheer. The future is as bright as your faith."

Russell M. Nelson,
"Face the Future with Faith"
Ensign, May 2011

Janna - On The Program?

2011-10-20T18:34:00.000-07:00

Janna set a goal - no dessert for a month. It's been three weeks and she's lost six pounds. Me, well, let's not do the math. I'll be reporting in again in 30 days (November 19th). I'm following Janna's lead. I'm not eating any dessert. I guess that will keep me out of the Halloween candy, but hopefully I'll get some pumpkin pie. I'm sure it will take more than dessert for me. (Oh to have the metabolism of a 20 year old.) Anyway, it's a start. And how many times have I started? I don't want to do the math to answer that question either. Here I go again!

Blessed are those who hunger and thirst,

for they are sticking to their diets.

~Author Unknown

Back to the Scriptures

2011-10-15T00:03:00.000-07:00

We had Stake Conference last month. Our stake has emphasized what they call the BIG 5:

PRAYER - Individual, Couple, Family

SCRIPTURE STUDY - Individual, Family

FAMILY HOME EVENING

TEMPLE WORSHIP

TITHES AND OFFERINGS

I want to comment on scripture study as a family. This has gone to the wayside lately and we started back up again and are being successful. We have a hard time corralling everyone with their different schedules. I just don't get crazy anymore if someone can't be a part of it one day. I already got over that with prayer. But for some reason if someone is missing during scripture study that bothered me, to the point, that we wouldn't have it. I was always hoping for that special moment which obviously doesn't exist at this house. Anyway, with having set this in motion it seems that we've been having everyone together more often than I thought possible. I'm so pleased. Here's hoping to keep it up.

"There is a knowledge and there are spiritual experiences to be gained from reading, pondering, and praying about the scriptures, which can be gained in no other way. No matter how devoted and active members of the Church are in administrative matters, they will never gain the great blessings which come from scriptural study unless they pay the price of that study and thus make the written word a part of their lives."

Elder Bruce R. McConkie

Church Sunday School Department in 1977

quoted from Teaching No Greater Call, 8

Apple Cider Syrup

2011-10-12T00:17:00.000-07:00

Last week I made french toast. Nothing new there, we usually do french toast, pancakes, or waffles at least once a week. It's usually on the weekend or a holiday when we have a little time when we're not quickly out the door for work or school. Anyway, I made a syrup I found on the Internet, but I tweaked it enough to call it my own. It's a keeper at our house and I thought I'd share it:

Martha's Apple Cider Syrup

2 cups apple cider or apple juice (I use apple juice.)
1/2 cup white sugar
1/2 cup brown sugar
1/4 cup butter
2 Tablespoons cornstarch
2 Tablespoons lemon juice
1/4 teaspoon cinnamon
1/4 teaspoon nutmeg

Mix together sugar, cornstarch, cinnamon, and nutmeg in a clear glass bowl. Stir in juices and place in a microwave oven. Cook on high (I start with five minutes). Stop and stir periodically. Keep cooking, (I don't have a definitive time.) mixture will start to thicken and boil. Boil hard for 1 minute. Remove, stir, and add butter. When butter has melted serve with pancakes, waffles, or french toast.

This recipe makes about 2 1/2 cups. It easily doubles if you have a really big group to serve. It has a very mild apple flavor. A warm great taste with the cooling fall weather. Our family really enjoyed it. Hope you like it too.

"The belly rules the mind."

~Spanish proverb

Australia or BUST!

2011-10-11T00:48:00.000-07:00

My niece, Annie, and her family came by for a visit last week. It was nice seeing them even though it was for just a little bit. They saw Poppy too. They left on Tuesday for Australia. They reported all went well even with three kids in tow. I'd like to visit them. Wouldn't that be cool if I could go to Australia, but then I claimed I'd visit Rick and fam in Okinawa and didn't make it the three years they were there. Here's hoping and wishing the Spiels the BEST on an adventure of a lifetime.

The Spiels - off to Australia

They all left wearing BYU t-shirts. I told their 5-year old son Ryan, "Someone is going to come up to you and say, 'Ya Mormon, mate?'" They left prepared with pass-along cards too. Can't wait to hear more updates on their doings.

"G'day Mate!

Slip an extra shrimp

on the barbie for me!"

ARIZONA

2011-10-10T21:30:00.000-07:00

Dani Jo and Grandma

I got to hang in Arizona for one week. I mostly held Dani Jo (my latest grandbaby, #9) and cooked food for her family. We also went out a few times: the park, the store, the library, the temple, and a walk in the neighborhood. It was nice being there with Billy, Chelsea, and their two little girls. I haven't always gotten to see my grandchildren when they were so tiny. It was hot, but still a very nice week.

Ryan on the Mesa Temple grounds.

I told Ryan, "I love to see the temple."
She said, "I love to see the temple too."

Dani Jo wide awake.

Janna claims they should have named her Janna.
She thinks Dani is her clone. She does look like her.

Ryan peddling in the neighborhood.

A hot Arizona sunset.

"Grandchildren are God's way

of compensating us for growing old."

Mary H. Waldrip

FEELING STIFLED

2011-10-09T18:05:00.000-07:00

I've got lots to blog about, but my computer isn't working very well and I need help downloading some pictures because of all the weirdness. OHHHHH! I'm feeling stifled! Hopefully Santa will be good to us and bring a new computer for Christmas. We'll see, I better be good.

My niece, Annie, was visiting earlier this week with her family. She said my posts about the gospel doctrine class I teach made her want to be in my class. I haven't posted about my lessons for a long time. We had a power outage at church one Sunday so I didn't get to teach my scheduled class. I had to double up the next week and for some reason, again, I was stifled. I haven't posted anything since about it. I was going to just forget it because I was so far behind on my weekly lesson posts. I figured I'd just get back into the swing next year when we start the Book of Mormon, but Annie's encouraging words made me want to make it all up. So I'll back pedal and gradually put some posts up about my lessons, along with a report about my trip to Arizona last week, and a bit about my niece moving to Australia. More to come.

Today's lesson was titled "Be Ye Reconciled to God". The principles covered were from II Corinthians. Paul's letters are loaded with "golden nuggets" as I called them - feeling godly sorrow, forgiving others, becoming reconciled to God, and overcoming tribulation. He's inspired to direct the saints. I compared these writings to our last weekend of general conference. Our prophet and other general authorities, again - inspired, share with us direction for our day. Here's a favorite quote from conference:

"Where is your faith?"

Elder Neil L. Andersen, October 2011 Address - Children

I'm always quick to use a one-liner to make a point around here and I found one that I'm all about with Elder Andersen's talk, Children. He quoted Spencer W. Kimball, "Where is your faith?" These are words that I will incorporate in my everyday conversation at home and especially to myself every time I recognize me balking at living a principle of the gospel, "Where is your faith?" It's such a simple question and hearing those words makes me self-evaluate. I can live the gospel, with Christ all things are possible. This is just one of the many "golden nuggets" from general conference. Again, "Where is your faith?"

The Geneology Bug Has Bit

2011-09-23T19:18:00.000-07:00

Three Generations of

Martha

Martha Ann Thaxton Reynders

My Paternal Grandmother

I was named after my grandmother

and my first daughter is Martha Ann.

I'm feeling motivated about pursuing family history. I was about it before, but I would get stifled because I didn't find it particularly easy in spite of what people would say. Some years ago I use to even work the family history center (once a week), but I always felt like I was spinning my wheels never making the headway I wanted to. It's getting easier with all the new developments on FamilySearch.org. It's easy to work at home on your own computer. I'm not getting crazy about getting stuck on a family line anymore (Thaxton in particular). I just shelf it and move on. It can be pretty frustrating when you hit a dead end, but records are being added so I'm assuming those lines will eventually move forward. In the meantime, I happily do Indexing and I'm even working on my husband's lines or whatever I feel moved to pursue. I can easily find something to do, even blogging. I've designated my Sundays for such doings. I'm feeling happy about this choice. I might not be getting a lot done, but as the scripture says, "by small and simple things are great things brought to pass." (Alma 37:6)

"While temple and family history work has the power to bless those beyond the veil, it has an equal power to bless the living. It has a refining influence on those who are engaged in it. They are literally helping to exalt their families."

Elder Russell M. Nelson,

“Generations Linked in Love,”

Ensign, May 2010, 91–94

Subbing Again

2011-09-22T23:46:00.000-07:00

A five year-old always lays it on the line. I subbed in a kindergarten class today. When the class was over I finished out my day in two other kindergarten classes helping other teachers. The class I subbed for knew I was filling in for their teacher, but in the other classes the kids weren't sure who I was. A little boy called out to me and said, "Are you someone's granny?" I quickly responded with, "I'm someone's granny, but not to anyone in this class. I'm just here to help today."

Did I help? Maybe when I was assisting the other teachers, but it was a rough go in my class as teacher today. I was definitely disappointed in how it went and I'm doing it tomorrow too. I hope it goes better. When they asked me to come back a second day I said, "Do you want me back?!" Yes they do, but I could have said, "NO!" I didn't because I figure if I go back to a class I'll get to know the kids better, get to know the routine better etc. We'll see. I pray for help everyday, but I'm really earnest on this one.

You know you're a teacher if . . .
You want to choke a person
when he or she says,
"Oh, you must have such fun every day.
This must be like playtime for you."

It's Been 30 Days

2011-09-20T07:11:00.000-07:00

The cardiologist's diet:

If it tastes good, spit it out.

~Author Unknown

Well, I'm reporting in. You can feel my lack of enthusiasm with that one sentence - "Well, I'm reporting in." I want to blame the high priest group social with all its delicious potluck food. Or maybe my downfall boils down to the fried Twinkie at the fair. Whatever, I've been off the program some three weeks, but with my reporting at the 30 day mark I'm renewing my commitment. I should have recommitted the day after my slips, but instead I continued on gaining three pounds of my once lost eight. GRRRRRR!

Here I go again, I'm on the program and this time I'm working. Yes, school has started once again. I worked two days last week. I'm scheduled for two days so far this week and then I'm off to AZ for a week to help with my new granddaughter, Dani Jo, (Bill and Chelsea's latest addition), born September 13th. I'm looking forward to the visit and unfortunately I keep thinking about all the food I'm going to make for the family while I'm there.

Ryan with her new little sister, Dani Jo.

She's happy to have her home. Ryan is a little bit disappointed that Dani isn't up and running with her. She has so many plans to play with her little sister. Check out Bill and Chelsea's blog for more photos.

Poppy's House

2011-09-06T08:00:00.000-07:00

Poppy's house has been a big project this summer not to mention his round-the-clock care. Everyone pitched in. My brother, Mark, and his family came down many times to help. We also hired a number of people to accomplish a variety of jobs. And, I can't forget to mention Teresa for all her help with the care of my dad.

Anyway, Teresa and her family moved in Labor Day weekend. I tried to get a few photos together before they all settled in. We still have a few loose ends to take care of, but we're basically done.

It would have been nice to have before and after pictures. This project, though anticipated, came on so quickly and encompassed our lives. I didn't have enough sense to think about before pictures and we were scrambling as it was to get photos before Teresa moved in. I can't believe how overwhelmed I got with all the other things we had going on, but it's done. We got through it and I admit, in spite of it all, my feelings are bitter-sweet.

So here's some photos, click on Poppy's House. It's a new phase in the care of my father. He's home and our caregiver, Teresa, will be providing full-time care.

There is no place like home.

L. FRANK BAUM, The Wonderful Wizard of Oz

The Book of Mormon

2011-08-27T12:12:00.000-07:00

It's difficulty to get seats to Broadway's popular production, The Book of Mormon. Not that I'm out to see it, but I did view part of the production, the song, I Believe, performed at the Tony Awards which posted on YouTube. No doubt it was entertaining and had a catchy tune that so many Broadway shows have, but unfortunately it was irreverent to say the least and that was just one of the songs. I can only imagine the rest.

Anyway, it seems when someone else who is not a member of the Church reports about the Church, it usually has a slant to it that doesn't ring true to those who know the truth. Consequently, the truth is jumbled up with inaccuracies and falsehoods. Falsehoods, that were concocted in the 1800's and continue to be carried on today. What can you say, this show seems to be the same way as in not getting all the info quite right. Of course, they're not out to convert the world. They're there to entertain and make some money while they do it. The good thing about it is that in the midst of errors and confusion interest is often shown. People want to know what the Book of Mormon is really all about.

The Church made a statement regarding the show:

The production may attempt to entertain audiences for an evening, but the Book of Mormon as a volume of scripture will change people's lives forever by bringing them closer to Christ.

The Church is taking advantage of the attention promoting itself on the flashing New York billboard in Times Square and other places around town showing people from I'm A Mormon of mormon.org. Some peoples comments in viewing these ads showed surprise in seeing that Mormons looked like regular people compared to the conservative looking two-some missionaries dressed in white shirts and ties.

An Apostle, Elder Jeffrey R. Holland, has issued a plea to find out for yourself if the Book of Mormon is true. (See the video below.) That's the only way to do it. Read the book, pray about it in faith, and an answer will come declaring the good news that Jesus is the Christ.

I love the Book of Mormon. Joseph Smith said, “I told the brethren that the Book of Mormon was the most correct of any book on earth, and the keystone of our religion, and a man would get nearer to God by abiding by its precepts, than by any other book.” (History of the Church, 4:461.)

I know it's true. I've read it. I've prayed about it. It can make a difference in your life.

My cousin and his wife, Doyle and Julie McMullin, have their youngest son, Elder McMullin, currently serving as a missionary in New York where the popular Broadway hit, The Book of Mormon, is playing. The missionaries do not service that particular area because they are not allowed to be in Times Square unless they are given permission to be there by special assignment from the mission president. Elder McMullin and his companion, Elder Hellberg, were asked to go into the area and do some proselyting.

One day they walked right by the Eugene O’Neill Theater on 49th Street where The Book of Mormon musical is playing. People were in line to go in and people were also leaving the theater because a show had just ended. Lots of times actors will be out to mingle and talk with fans. In this case, the two missionaries were accosted by the admiring crowd who excitedly told them how much they loved the show and enjoyed their awesome performance. The elders tried to explain, “Oh no, we’re not part of the play, we're the real deal!” People in the crowd were shocked to find out they were real missionaries. They encouraged the two elders to see the show and told them how funny it was and how it was up for 14 Tony awards (it ended up winning 9). No doubt Elder McMullin and his companion were amused at the attention, but they know as I know and as we all hope others will learn. The truth is found in the Book of Mormon, not in the Broadway show. READ IT!

Elder William McMullin

Called to Serve

New York, New York North Mission

(Spanish-speaking)

I Love My Son

2011-08-25T11:05:00.000-07:00

“For tomorrow belongs

to the people

who prepare for it today.”

--African Proverb

I don't mean to single out my son Tommy (like he's my favorite or something), but it has been so good to have him home. He came home one year ago today from his Texas mission. He's been helpful and fun and I just had to say so. I'm feeling so grateful and proud of him. I just don't know how long he'll be living with us, but I'm enjoying the moment. Sooner or later he'll be moving on.

He has decided he wants to become a carpenter. He wanted to do that when he came home from his mission, but the work wasn't out there to support him in that endeavor. In the meantime, he's worked a little, went to school a little, talked with co-workers, friends, and family. He's done some investigating, thinking, weighing all his options, plus lots of praying. Work has picked up this summer, so he's feeling confident about pursuing carpentry again. Making a decision about a career is often difficult. Happily Tom has found his way. This will be a foundation he can build on.

We've been working on my dad's house this summer (pictures to come later). Tom's been very helpful with that project. He's learning more than just carpentry. I'm feeling very happy about his choice. Best Wishes Tommy!

Janna and Tommy
Mormon Night at Dodger Stadium

Summer School

2011-08-24T00:48:00.000-07:00

It is very odd for me to substitute for summer school because it is usually only made available to certified teachers and I'm only a certified sub. Anyway, I had worked 7 days with a scheduled 8th later this week, but I got a phone call yesterday informing me I would not be working Thursday as planned. In fact, I shouldn't have been working at all.

I had special permission last summer to work one day. I just assumed it was all good to go when I was asked this summer. Oops! It has something to do with the teacher's contracts and the teacher's union.

It is unfortunate that I can't work that one day. I left a few things in the classroom in preparation to teach tomorrow. I'll pick it all up today and I will also get to see everyone and say good-bye. I consider them all my friends.

Summer school is done Friday and then it's just a few more weeks and we start the new school year.

"I expect to pass through life but once.

If therefore, there be any kindness I can show,

or any good thing I can do to any fellow being,

let me do it now, and not defer or neglect it,

as I shall not pass this way again."

~William Penn

Reporting

2011-08-20T00:12:00.000-07:00

Getting There!

I said I'd let you know how my 30 days went ON THE PROGRAM. I lost 8 pounds. I wish I could claim more. I'll be reporting again in 30 days, September 19th. Wish me luck!

The older you get
the tougher it is to lose weight,
because by then
your body and your fat
are really good friends.
Author Unknown

The Time Has Come

2011-07-31T21:35:00.000-07:00

We'll I did it, my 30 days of blogging. I think I'm back in the swing of things. I use to do between four and seven posts a month. I'm good for that. I'll keep you aware of my dad, his house, the program, and anything else that hits my fancy.

I consider blogging as life through my eyes. Someone could write about the same thing and have a different take. We did some journaling at a family reunion many years ago. We had paper and pencil available throughout the event and promoted the idea that everyone should write or draw a picture about their experience at the gathering. Everyone had input, giving a more clear picture of the total reunion.

When it was all said and done and I had put the book together, Grampy Blair (Hughie's dad), looked through the book and said, "No one wrote about going out in the kayaks!" We had rented a beachhouse and had a lot of the activities involving the beach, ocean, etc. He thought that was an incredible experience being out on the ocean with dolphins dancing around him. He was upset that it hadn't been covered and included in the book. Everyone else wrote about their highlights, but evidently the kayaks weren't high enough on the priority list for anyone else to write about it. Grampy should have wrote about his experience. He's gone now and wouldn't we all delight knowing about how he felt about it other than what I have written here.

I have used this experience in journal presentations and at other family reunions when I've tried to encourage people to write. What you have to say is important. So many people are intimidated about writing. (I know, I'm am.) If you can't write, have someone write for you. I remember my grandmother dictating letters to me to send to her friends because her education was so limited and she felt awkward writing; yet letters were the mode of the day and she wanted to communicate with her friends and family.

I keep a journal, but I add blogging as kind of a way to communicate with friends and family or I suppose the world for that matter. It's kind of like a journal. It can be an avenue for me to voice my opinion, share pictures, all sorts of things. I can even put it in book form if I want to. I am spurred on by the fact that I know I would like to read something an ancestor wrote, and no doubt, I'll be an ancestor someday.

What could you do better for your children and your children’s children than to record the story of your life, your triumphs over adversity, your recovery after a fall, your progress when all seemed black, your rejoicing when you had finally achieved? Some of what you write may be humdrum dates and places, but there will also be rich passages that will be quoted by your posterity.

We hope you will begin as of this date. If you have not already commenced this important duty in your lives, get a good notebook, a good book that will last through time and into eternity for the angels to look upon. Begin today and write in it your goings and your comings, your deeper thoughts, your achievements, and your failures, your associations and your triumphs, your impressions and your testimonies. We hope you will do this, our brothers and sisters, for this is what the Lord has commanded, and those who keep a personal journal are more likely to keep the Lord in remembrance in their daily lives.

President Spencer W. Kimball

"President Kimball Speaks Out on Personal Journals"

Ensign, December 1980

Chewed Up and Spit Out

2011-07-30T19:23:00.000-07:00

Years ago I saw someone wearing a t-shirt that read:

You know how you have one of those days,

Well, I have one of those lives.

I've been riding high with my niece in town, but she's left and we're back to the daily grind of rotating in and out of my dad's house again. Between my father and my late mother I've been dealing with their care for a long time. So long, that I can't remember when I haven't been dealing with it.

The day Kate left I was at Poppy's for the night. I didn't get much sleep. He was awake and I was so worried about him getting out of bed. We don't have carpet on the floor right now and that won't change for another month while we're renovating the place. I certainly don't want him falling on carpet let alone a hard floor. So I was fretful all night as I tried to sleep in a chair next to his bed. Tom and Sam went over tonight. I had to sleep. I have some haggard moments, but in spite of being tired we're all patiently hanging in there.

I've been going to the temple weekly again. Kate even came with me the weeks she was here. I know that taking the time to go to the temple has helped deal with my hectic schedule. I'm so grateful for the peace the temple brings.

"The world can be a challenging and difficult place in which to live. We are often surrounded by that which would drag us down. As you and I go to the holy houses of God, as we remember the covenants we make within, we will be more able to bear every trial and to overcome each temptation. In this sacred sanctuary we will find peace; we will be renewed and fortified." President Thomas S. Monson, "The Holy Temple - A Beacon to the World", Ensign, May 2011

I Had Pie

2011-07-29T23:03:00.000-07:00

It was chocolate in spite of the picture.

Life is uncertain.

Eat dessert first.

Erestine Ulmer

Really I didn't eat dessert first, but I did late tonight. Dessert is not on the program. But my friend, Lisa, came to visit while I was watching my dad and brought me pie. She didn't twist my arm, but instead, I chose to indulge in her generosity. My weight has stayed the same for he last three days. I don't know what a piece of pie will do to it.

Kate left this morning so my family and I are back trading in and out watching Poppy. We're not only watching Poppy, but we've been fixing up the house this summer. There are a lot of opinions on how and what to do to get things in order, but we're moving forward. Wish I had some pictures, but I don't. That will come later.

My brother, Mark, and his family have been here off and on to help. Hopefully next month things will be good enough for our caregiver, Teresa, to move in with her family. This is the next step in the care of my father.

Happy Anniversary!

2011-07-28T00:16:00.000-07:00

Last Summer

Rick, Wendy, and the kids

The last time I saw this group was last summer when they made their move from Okinawa to Pensacola. They made a visit to Lancaster along the way. Sure wish we could see everyone. The kids are getting so big. Rick and Wendy are celebrating their 10th wedding anniversary this week on a cruise. Aunt Heidi is watching their children. Wishing everyone the best. Happy Anniversary!

True love stories

never have endings.

Richard Bach

I've Got A Smile On My Face

2011-07-27T20:03:00.000-07:00

I've lost 6 lbs. and counting

I know I said I would report on August 20th, but the reality is I'm desperate for a post. I've lost 6 lbs. so far - "On the program!" I hope I can keep it up. Feeling good and hopeful.

Our greatest weakness lies in giving up.

The most certain way to succeed

is always to try just one more time.

Thomas A. Edison

Pioneer Children

2011-07-26T00:16:00.000-07:00

Pioneer Children

Were Quick to Obey

Words: Viginia Maughan Kammeyer
Music: Lynn Shurtleff - CS 215

Pioneer children were quick to obey,

Walking along by the wagons all day,

Then in the firelight, kneeling to pray,

Little pioneer children.

Carrying water and gathering wood,

Building a campfire and cooking the food,

Learning and helping the best that they could,

Little pioneer children.

Children today can be pioneers too,

Willing and cheerful in all that we do,

Walking our pathway with heaven in view,

Little pioneer children.

Are these the cutest little pioneers you ever did see?

Celebrating their pioneer heritage.

*My niece's two oldest children - Ryan and Natalie Jo

*I guess this is how I'm going to get through my final 30 consecutive days of blogging - use stuff from other peoples blogs. Oh well, whatever it takes.

Pioneer Day was July 24th. I don't really have pioneer heritage like lots of Mormons do, crossing the plains, the persecution, etc. I'm grateful that I can share in their heritage because it is they who built the firm foundation of the gospel in these latter-days. Because of their efforts I am here today, enjoying the benefits of the gospel of Jesus Christ.

I guess I have my own pioneers, my dad being one of them. In fact, if I think about it, there are a lot of first members in my history and on Hughie's side of the family too. Its gotta start somewhere. They too laid a foundation for us to have the gospel in our lives. We are so blessed because of their commitment. As we build on what we have, we all become pioneers for the next generations.

“To This End Was I Born”

2011-07-25T00:06:00.000-07:00

Burial of Jesus by Carl Bloch

Our lesson this week was on the Crucifixion. Jesus suffered and died for all of us. It's a MIRACLE! Elder C. Scott Grow spoke last conference on "The Miracle of the Atonement". I chose some excerpts to share here:

We access the Atonement through repentance.

Everything in the gospel of Jesus Christ points toward the atoning sacrifice of the Messiah, the Son of God.

The plan of salvation could not be brought about without an atonement.

The atoning sacrifice had to be carried out by the sinless Son of God, for fallen man could not atone for his own sins.

Through His suffering and death, the Savior atoned for the sins of all men. His Atonement began in Gethsemane and continued on the cross and culminated with the Resurrection.

Because of His infinite love, Jesus Christ invites us to repent so that we will not have to suffer the full weight of our own sins.

When we sin, Satan tells us we are lost. In contrast, our Redeemer offers redemption to all—no matter what we have done wrong—even to you and to me.

There is no sin or transgression, pain or sorrow, which is outside of the healing power of His Atonement.

The healing and redemptive power of the Atonement is available to each of us—always.

Jesus Christ

is the Great Healer

of our souls.

Elder C. Scott Grow

"The Miracle of he Atonement",

Ensign, May 2011

The Arizona Fam

2011-07-24T00:01:00.000-07:00

Chelsea's Pyper family had a family reunion in Idaho this summer and part of the event involved taking family pictures. If you can't visit someone, seeing a picture means so much. Bill and Chelsea live in Arizona so we don't see them very often. I was all about seeing this picture they shared on their family blog so I wanted to share it. Makes me want a visit even more.

Chelsea + one on the way, Ryan, and Billy

"As parents in Zion we are responsible to teach our posterity the gospel of Jesus Christ, including the necessity of keeping the commandments of God and obtaining the saving ordinances of the gospel."

Elder Dallin H. Oaks

"Parental Leadership in the Family,

Ensign, June 1985

God Is Our Father

2011-07-23T00:35:00.000-07:00

I watched, I listened, and in a way, was bombarded by testimonies. To have so many different people declaring this one truth - God is our Father, was inspiring to me. Watch the video by clicking on the link:

http://lds.org/pages/god-is-our-father?lang=eng

I rejoice in the great plan of salvation that is big enough for all of our Father in Heaven’s children.

A loving Father has provided a comprehensive and compassionate plan for His children “that saves the living, redeems the dead, rescues the damned, and glorifies all who repent.”

Elder Quentin L. Cook, "Our Father’s Plan—Big Enough for All His Children", Ensign, April 2009 quoting, Orson F. Whitney, Saturday Night Thoughts (1921), 323.

On The Program

2011-07-22T07:55:00.000-07:00

You've heard me say it before and here I say it again, "I'm on the program!" It's kind of a joke around here. I need to lose weight so when I'm committed and heading in the right direction it's, "I'm on the program!"

This was one of my goals this year (not that it isn't a goal every year), but I actually put it on the blog, hoping the accountability to the world would some how keep me motivated. It hasn't. I've gained weight since I've posted my claim of - I will lose weight this year.

I was somewhat spurred on by my son, Billy, who called me one day and asked why I was blogging so much. I told him I took on this challenge of blogging for 30 days straight to get the blogging juices flowing again. He had a vision of me sitting for 30 days in front of the computer. He said, "I'd rather have you be on the program for 30 days."

So here's committing once again. I'll be reporting on August 20th (30 days from yesterday). Put it on your calendar.

Inside some of us

is a thin person

struggling to get out,

but they can usually be sedated

with a few pieces

of chocolate cake.

Author Unknown

Celebrating on my birthday - July 4th.
Here's hoping for a healthier lifestyle!

Old News

2011-07-21T00:02:00.000-07:00

Master, master, old news!

And such news as you never heard of!

William Shakespeare

These are just some of the things I should have been blogging about when I wasn't blogging earlier this year.

Becky's Birthday - "Beauty and the Beast"
at the Pantages

Rick and Sam over 20 years apart.

Rick visited after a San Diego business trip. He was the last of the siblings to see Tom since he returned from his mission. Glad he had the opportunity. We all enjoyed seeing him.

Becky and Dexter - The Cutie Bug

Lisa and Me
LA Temple Visitor's Center
Young Ambassadors Performance

Sammy - Principal's List Award

Janna and Alex
Super Hero Birthday Party
Dress up as a real super hero or a made up one.
Obviously no super powers here.
Janna (Trash Girl with Lady GaGa flair)
Alex (Fitness Girl)
Fun times!

Scouterrific!

Ryan and Me with Bubbles

Last, but not least of all my "old news" - we're going to have another grandbaby. Ryan (Bill and Chelsea's little girl) is going to be a big sister. Chelsea is due in September with another girl. She'll be No. 9.

Sam

2011-07-20T00:04:00.000-07:00

On a camp out (shooting activity)
with the ward young men.

Sam's been busy all summer with this and that. I'm glad he's had some activities to keep him going. I've been busy with Poppy and Poppy's house. Sam's helped us there too. Sam went to Scout Camp, swimming yesterday, Harry Potter last weekend, cousins, friends, the usual. He even got his room clean. YEAH! He's got another 6-weeks of summer before he starts junior high or I guess these days the proper terminology is "middle school". Hope he keeps busy. Looks like he's ready for the challenge.

"Change of any sort

requires courage."

Mary Anne Radmacher

“Not My Will, But Thine, Be Done”

2011-07-19T00:25:00.000-07:00

Last Sunday's lesson - Christ in Gethsamane

“Christ’s agony in the garden is unfathomable by the finite mind, both as to intensity and cause. … He struggled and groaned under a burden such as no other being who has lived on earth might even conceive as possible. It was not physical pain, nor mental anguish alone, that caused him to suffer such torture as to produce an extrusion of blood from every pore; but a spiritual agony of soul such as only God was capable of experiencing. … In that hour of anguish Christ met and overcame all the horrors that Satan, ‘the prince of this world,’ could inflict. … In some manner, actual and terribly real though to man incomprehensible, the Savior took upon Himself the burden of the sins of mankind from Adam to the end of the world.”

Elder James E. Talmage
Jesus the Christ, 3rd ed. [1916], 613

What Christ suffered in Gethsamane is amazing. I literally stand all amazed. Next week we'll be covering the crucifixion.

The Young Adults

2011-07-18T00:33:00.000-07:00

What am I going to do with these two? I felt the same way about my other kids once they finished high school. They are adults wanting to make their own way in the world and yet they live in my house. I pretty much let them do their own thing as long as their own thing is moving forward.

Janna is in hunt for a new job this summer and plans on school again next semester at AVC. She's registered, but she didn't get exactly everything she wanted. It is because of budget cuts she lost her job at the college art gallery. It is because of budget cuts they are offering fewer classes. I'm hoping everything pulls together for her.

Tom has been working full-time since school ended this semester. He has decided to go ahead and sign up for a carpenter's apprenticeship. He's been wanting to do it for a long time, but their just wasn't the work out there to support him. Hopefully he'll continue to get the work he needs to make it all happen to become a journeyman carpenter.

Yesterday they made some changes in the Amargosa YSA (Young Single Adult) Ward. The three stakes had their own wards and now they have combined them all making one. They also got a new bishopric and the ward will be within our stake. Sounds exciting!

"For tomorrow belongs to the people

who prepare for it today."

African proverb

Happy Birthday Dear Daddy!

2011-07-17T22:09:00.000-07:00

It's Hughie's birthday. We're now both "58". WOW! Two more years and we're both 60. Doesn't seem possible, but we're feeling it and looking it.

You've heard of the three ages of man -

youth, age, and "you are looking wonderful."

Francis Cardinal Spellman

"Look out tonsils, here comes the cupcake!"

Beware - I Blog

2011-07-16T00:06:00.000-07:00

"Activities can help unify wards and branches

and bring people to Christ."

Parties, Picnics, and Potlucks

Ensign, June 2004

Last night our ward had what they called a "Hillbilly Hoedown". I needed blogging material. I'm running out of ideas, so I brought my camera along.

You can always rely
on one of your visiting teachers
to give you a big "Cheese".

There were also some other nice sisters,
who were very hesitant,
but still patronized me and my camera.

Our ward missionaries - Elder Norton and Elder McMullin

Yes, I fancy I am related to Elder McMullin
because my mother is a McMullin.

Lots of entertainment, including
"Bony Hawk" the skateboarding dog.

Dancing girls, plus singing Cub Scouts,
and a skit from the Boy Scouts.

My Sammy Boy

Sister Johns - always a good show.

"Y'all come back now, ya here!"

It was a enjoyable event. I should have took more pictures. Food, entertainment, games, water fights and socializing were all part of the agenda. The weather even cooperated. It was a breezy cool evening. NICE!

More Facts

2011-07-15T08:01:00.000-07:00

"I've come to understand

that there's always

something positive,

even in a negative situation."

Leif Garrett

10 negatives with a plus:

1. I can't hear very well, but than I can be very tolerant of noisy situations.

2. My allergies are way over the top. I'm always fighting with this, but things could be worse. I'm happy to suffer with a runny nose compared to something else.

3. I don't like being gray, but I've accepted my grandmahood. Eight grandbabies and one due in September.

4. I don't have a very good memory. Thank goodness for pencil and paper for reminders . . . Now if I could only remember to look at the paper with my notes.

5. I wish there was a temple in Lancaster, but at least there's one in LA.

6. My weight - I've always got a goal to work on. "I'm on the program!"

7. Working (my sub job) takes up valuable time and is stressful, but I make cash. It's a paid service gig. I make new friends. Even though I'm the teacher, I'm always learning something new. (Maybe this isn't as negative as I think.)

8. I don't travel well, but at least I get out of the house once in a while.

9. I hate split pea soup, but then there's asparagus, YUM!

10. I had a hard time thinking of negatives in my life, that's a good thing!

BEES MAKE HONEY!

The FACTS

2011-07-14T00:06:00.000-07:00

"Just the facts ma'ma,

just the facts."

Sgt. Joe Friday, Dragnet

You probably already know this from other posts on my blog, but I'm fulfilling my daily blogging duty and have listed 10 facts about myself - things I love.

1. I love red. I remember declaring it was my favorite color when I was five years old. It has been my favorite even though I have fancied other colors here and there. The color red looks good on me too which is a plus or maybe I just think I look good in it because I love the color so much.

2. I love art. I've always had an attraction to it, but have not developed it. I've had a few classes in recent years and have learned so much. I wish it was something I pursued earlier, but I'm not so sure that wish could have been fulfilled. I'm so busy with so much. I'm happy to participate in it now. I'm not going to take a class this semester like I hoped, but maybe next semester. I'll just have to keep drawing and painting on my own which isn't as often as I like.

3. I love music. My latest effort is playing the organ. Berkeley Price gave me a jump start about a year and a half ago, but I'm ready to expand my understanding. (That's partly why the "art" is taking a backseat.) Anyway, they offer some organ classes through BYU Independent Study and they're free - YEAH! I'll get to go at my own pace and my pace will be very slow no doubt. I'm looking forward to gaining a greater understanding of the instrument.

4. I love cooking. There is something especially delightful in serving a good meal. It's not always just the food, but what happens when the food is served. It's not just filling your stomach. It fills your soul. It's a time for improving relationships not just eating. I'm always on the hunt for a good recipe. It's a constant quest to be better at it and, of course, I really like it if it's simple. It better be really good if it's difficult.

5. I love the gospel of Jesus Christ - the good news. It encompasses my life. It effects everything I do as well it should. My life is better for it and I want to share it with others because it is through Jesus Christ that my source of happiness springs. Why wouldn't I want to share what brings me the greatest joy. Ask me the golden question?

6. I love crochet. My grandmother taught me. She just showed me because of my interest. It's only in more recent years that I've learned to follow a pattern. I don't really do anything too elaborate. It's more a time filler. If I have to think to hard, I wouldn't do it. The reason is, I'm just picking it up while I wait in a doctors office or sitting in the car to pick up a Sam. It's up and down while I have some time. I can carry on a conversation with the little bit I do. I delight in the activity and I delight in the little gifts I can share. It's in competition with my drawing. They both weave in and out of my life depending on what's going on.

7. I love gardening. I'd rather be outside than in. Meaning, I'd rather putter around in my yard than clean house. I get a big thrill having my gardens in order. They are always a work in progress. The front for flowers. The back for food. And then there's my potted plants too. They have all been a little neglected this year because of my busyness, but I try to take a little time each day to improve on what's out there. I would take great joy in a big yard and property, but it takes time, money, and help. All three I have little of and so my tiny yard is a reflection of my age and circumstance. I imagine someday it will come to a halt. I remember when my dad quite working in the yard. What an incredible thing to not see him working anymore.

8. I love to read. I've never been a good reader or a big reader so it might seem very odd to say that I love to read, but I know I'm better for it and so I like to do it. When I enjoy a particular book it seems to possess me. I delight in reading particular lines over and over again. They make me giggle, laugh, cry, and inspired. I also like reading aloud to children, making a drama of it all. It's very fun to captivate young ones with a book, not to mention big ones too.

9. I love physical activity - exercise. To run faster, climb higher, be stronger was just part of my programing as a kid. I had an athletic family who liked to play, ride bikes, climb trees, ect. Like eating brings more than food to your stomach, it nurtures relationship as you gather for a meal. Physical activities including competition in games means spending time with others. Sharing common bonds as you achieve physical goals together include talking and enjoying each others company. You wouldn't look at me now to think I was the least bit wired that way. I've grown tired and my abilities fail me with age, but I still enjoy activity even though my activity has definitely slowed. I'm more in the stroll department now.

10. I love the beach. It might seem odd that I'm all about the beach. It's not like my skin is tolerable to it. It's not like I'm all about the Pacific cold water. I even have a phobia of what's swimming around in the water with me. But I do love the waves. The rhythm of the waves, listening to the sounds as you walk along the beach - I could live with that 24/7. Maybe I just need an ipod and plug in, but the atmosphere soothes me, not to mention it's very easy on my sinuses.

I love roses too. More facts tomorrow.

RELIEF

2011-07-13T00:19:00.000-07:00

I've had some extra help come my way. I'm so grateful and feeling a sense of relief. I just can't get it all done and having this help made things easier for me.

My daughter, Cassie, got back together with her husband and they moved to a little house around the corner from my dad. That meant we had to take care of Poppy (senior sit) with our caregiver coming in the morning and the evening for a few hours. Sometimes we're all going every which way and it ultimately comes back on me. Everyone in my family is very helpful, but I also want them to go to Institute, Mutual, activities, work, ect. I'm not complaining, just explaining the situation.

Kate, one of my lifesavers!

Last week, my niece Kate (Mark and JoLinda's daughter), came to help. That meant I could get some needed things done at my own house. JoLinda and Mark joined her for for a few days this week helping in a variety of ways. Besides watching Poppy we're trying to get the house fixed up so our caregiver can move in with her family. We've got lots to do. We've done a little bit here and there, but we had a big garage sale last Saturday which is the kick off to hopefully getting this job done soon.

My friend, Lisa, helped put the garage sale together. I was ready to dump everything, but she had the vision to pull it off because I was just too overwhelmed with everything else. She sorted, she cleaned, she organized - again, RELIEF! We didn't make a lot of money, but the stuff is cleared out and we're ready to tackle more.

"Whether our service

is to our fellowmen

or to God,

it is the same."

Elder Dallin H. Oaks,

"Why Do We Serve?"

Ensign, November 1984

“This Is Life Eternal”

2011-07-12T00:25:00.000-07:00

We talked about two gifts on Sunday. The Holy Ghost is a gift from God that guides us to the greatest gift of all - eternal life. Learning to follow the Spirit may be difficult at times, but it is the guide we must follow.

"And this is life eternal,

that they might know thee

the only true God,

and Jesus Christ,

whom thou hast sent."

John 17:3

“The Holy Ghost speaks with a voice that you feel more than you hear. It is described as a ‘still small voice.’ And while we speak of ‘listening’ to the whisperings of the Spirit, most often one describes a spiritual prompting by saying, ‘I had a feeling …’ … Revelation comes as words we feel more than hear.” (President Boyd K. Packer, "Personal Revelation: The Gift, the Test, and the Promise", Ensign, Nov. 1994, 60).

"But learn

that he who doeth

the works of righteousness

shall receive his reward,

even peace in this world,

and eternal life

in the world to come."

Doctrine and Covenants 59:23

An International Artist

2011-07-11T00:05:00.000-07:00

At the yard sale, Lisa and I put out some of our art work. Surprisingly, it all went. Of course, the price was right! This one guy came by in a big truck making the garage sale rounds. He was buying all sorts of stuff. He said he was taking it down to his family in Mexico. Lisa was out among the customers working the crowd when he saw a bunch of our pictures and said with a voice of admiration, "Are these done by local artists?" Lisa, totally amused, quickly responded, "Why yes, they are!" He took them all and off to Mexico they went.

Some of the pictures I painted four years ago.
Lisa picked these out early in the day to keep for her home.
Or I should say, at least she'll keep them until the next garage sale.

There's no retirement for an artist,
it's your way of living so there's no end to it.
::: Henry Moore :::

JoJo's Party

2011-07-10T20:14:00.000-07:00

This summer we were looking for an excuse to go to the new Chuck E. Cheese and JoJo's birthday was the ticket. His birthday is actually today, but we celebrated it last Thursday. There were 10 of us and seven were kids run amok. I'm glad it was so enjoyable. JoJo was happy to be there, have pizza, and have fun. We gave him a little golf set. It was a nice time and a happy day.

The Six-year old - JoJo

"Happy Birthday!
I'm so grateful you're my grandson."

The Yard Sale

2011-07-09T22:10:00.000-07:00

My friend, Lisa, has been diligent in helping clear out my dad's place. I'm not one for garage sales, but she hasn't had any problem orchestrating this one. We actually made some money. It was a hectic and great day! We (Lisa, me, and the rest of the family) got a lot cleared out.

Lisa and me cashing in.

“Buy, buy,

says the sign in the shop window;

Why, why,

says the junk in the yard”

Paul McCartney

“Love One Another, As I Have Loved You”

2011-07-08T00:24:00.000-07:00

"If ye love me,

keep my commandments."

John 14:15

Luke 22:7–30

At the Last Supper the Sacrament is instituted by Jesus. We partake of the emblems of his body and blood to renew our covenant of baptism. As we participate in this weekly ordinance, we REMEMBER HIM. I believe this remembering helps us keep our perspective humble, teachable, ready to serve, and always striving to be more diligent in keeping the commandments. We look to God and live. We take the Holy Spirit for our guide. I am grateful for this special time of reverence.

John 13

John 14:1–15; 15

There was a strife among the Apostles about who would be the greatest in the kingdom of God. Jesus' act of service, washing the Apostles feet, showed that a great leader serves. When we serve others, we lead people to Christ. He is the true vine. We gain strength through Him to serve. We bear fruit that is purified by Him and we continue to bear more fruit. Our fruit glorifies God.

"I am the way, the truth,

and the life:

no man cometh unto the Father,

but by me."

John 14:6

Pensacola Trip

2011-07-07T00:05:00.000-07:00

Our oldest son called a few weeks ago informing us that he was going to be ordained a high priest. Hugh and I both wanted to go, but the last minute flight price was holding me back. My dad's caregiver was going to be out-of-town during the same time frame I would be gone, so I opted out in spite of my desire to be there.

Hughie went alone getting to see Wendy and the grandkids we haven't seen in nearly a year. (We saw Rick earlier this year because of a convention he attended in California.) Hughie also went so he could be the one to ordain Rick a high priest. Rick was also made the new bishop of the Perdido Ward. He's one busy guy.

Anyway, Grampy (Hughie) loved Pensacola and loved getting to see everyone. Unfortunately, everyone was so excited to see each other they forgot to take any pictures to keep a record of the visit or give the rest of us a thrill on the west coast. Anyway, I snatched this photo off Facebook. Even though Wendy and Grampy aren't in the picture it will have to do. It was taken the week before Hughie's visit. And yes, a visit to Pensacola Beach with it's white sand was part of the festivities while he was there.

Will, Rick, Eddie, and Evelyn - Pensacola Beach

"Yes, the bishop is a busy man. He has his family and his profession to look after, as well as the ward. He has to help people solve a great many problems. But remember that he loves you and wants to help you succeed in your eternal goals."

Robert D. Hales
"The Bishop"
Ensign, June 1986

My Birthday

2011-07-06T00:40:00.000-07:00

"Age is an issue of mind over matter.

If you don't mind, it doesn't matter."

~Mark Twain

July 4th, with my home crew. (Hugh was watching my dad.)

58 years and counting.

“Inherit the Kingdom Prepared for You”

2011-07-05T00:01:00.000-07:00

June 26th we covered the parable of the ten virgins, the parable of the talents, and the parable of the sheep and the goats.

Being prepared for the second coming was the emphasis and I like these verses in the Doctrine and Covenants. I used them for a brief recap of last weeks lesson.

And at that day, when I shall come in my glory, shall the parable be fulfilled which I spake concerning the ten virgins.

For they that are wise and have received the truth, and have taken the Holy Spirit for their guide, and have not been deceived—verily I say unto you, they shall not be hewn down and cast into the fire, but shall abide the day. --Doctrine and Covenants 45: 56-57

Why "The Book of Martha"?

2011-07-04T08:01:00.000-07:00

In the scriptures we read about the life of or the writings of an individual and they title it: The Book of Jacob, The Book of Ruth, hence . . . The Book of Martha. Not that my writings are scripture, but they are a representation of me. I do have a testimony of Christ and I'd like to think that my joy of such truth comes shining thru in all that I do.

"Let your light so shine before men,

that they may see your good works,

and glorify your Father which is in heaven."

Matthew 5:16

Ammon Can Fly

2011-07-03T00:01:00.001-07:00

Grandma and Grandson

In May I had the opportunity to see my grandson, Ammon, play basketball. At only four he is competing with the best of them. I was so impressed with his skills and competitive spirit. He was a delight to watch.

"People ask me if I could fly,

I said, "yeah.... for a little while."

Michael Jordan

“What Is the Sign of Thy Coming?”

2011-07-02T00:02:00.000-07:00

The Parable of the Fig Tree

During this lesson (June 19, 2011) we talked about the many signs of the times, but the real point is to be prepared. The signs are an indication that His coming is nigh. Fear could well grip us as latter days prophecies are fulfilled, but we can have peace in spite of tragedies. "Keep the commandments, for in them there is safety and peace." - Barbara A. McConochie, CSB 146

“Where do we find hope in the midst of such turmoil and catastrophe? Quite simply, our one hope for spiritual safety during these turbulent times is to turn our minds and our hearts to Jesus Christ. … Armed with the shield of faith, we can overcome many of our daily challenges and overpower our greatest weaknesses and fears, knowing that if we do our best to keep the commandments of God, come what may, we will be all right.”

Elder M. Russell Ballard

"The Joy of Hope Fulfilled"

Ensign, Nov. 1992, 31–32

30 Days of Blogging

2011-07-01T00:01:00.000-07:00

I know I haven't blogged much this year, but I hope to make up for it this month. Last April a friend gave the challenge to post for 30 days straight. I was too busy to even attempt it in the month of May. I wanted to start in June, but I had to get my blogging juices flowing first. I've thought about it and decided to do it during the month of July, my birthday month. Here's the topics if you want to give it a go:

Every day for 30 days you post something on your blog, in the following order:

1. A recent picture of you and 15 interesting facts about yourself.
2. The meaning behind your blog name.
3. A picture of you and your friends.
4. A habit that you wish you didn’t have.
5. A picture of somewhere you’ve been.
6. Favorite super hero and why.
7. A picture of someone/something that has the biggest impact on you.
8. Short term goals for this month and why.
9. Something you’re proud of in the past few days.
10. Songs you listen to when you are happy, sad, bored, hyped, mad.
11. Another picture of you and your friends.
12. How you found out about blogs and why you made one.
13. A letter to someone who has hurt you recently.
14. A picture of you and your family.
15. Put your iPod on shuffle: first ten songs that play.
16. Biggest pet peeves.
17. Someone you would want to switch lives with for one day and why.
18. Plans/dreams/goals you have.
19. Nicknames you have and why you have them.
20. Someone you see yourself marrying/being with in the future.
21. A picture of something that makes you happy.
22. What makes you different from everyone else.
23. Something you crave a lot.
24. A letter to your parents.
25. What I would find in your bag.
26. What you think about your friends.
27. Why you are doing this 30 day challenge.
28. A picture of you last year and now and how you have changed since then.
29. In the past month, what have you learned.
30. Who are you?

Now that's the original challenge. I won't be following the list very carefully, but you'll still learn something about me. My attitude is - at least I'm blogging. Follow along as I turn 58. Write on!

"Woe Unto You . . . Hypocrites!"

2011-06-18T18:45:00.000-07:00

I better write about last weeks lesson because tomorrow is a new one. Hypocracy - it is usually easier to see such behavior in others and yet the lesson was about recognizing it in ourselves. That's not so easy.

One way to identify it - John 12:43: "For they loved the praise of men more than the praise of God."

How to eliminate it - Doctrine & Covenants 82:19: "Every man seeking the interest of his neighbor, and doing all things with an eye single to the glory of God.

Plus a promise - Doctrine & Covenants 88:67: "And if your eye be single to my glory, your whole bodies shall be filled with light, and there shall be no darkness in you; and that body which is filled with light comprehendeth all things."

“He loves the Lord with all his heart who … is ready to give up, do, or suffer anything in order to please and glorify him. He loves God with all his soul … who is ready to give up life for his sake and to be deprived of the comforts of the world to glorify him. He loves God with all his strength who exerts all the powers of his body and soul in the service of God. He loves God with all his mind who applies himself only to know God and his will, who sees God in all things and acknowledges him in all ways.” - Elder Howard W. Hunter, Improvement Era, June 1965, 512

Happy Summer!

2011-06-17T10:34:00.000-07:00

It's the last day of school for Sam. I usually like the schedule of school (and I'll probably be ready for it when it comes around again), but because I have been working so much I'm happy to have my days open up to summer. Plus we've got lots to do around here at home and with the care of my father at his place. Here's hoping for a good attitude and great moments. Have a great summer!

"Let us simplify our lives a little. Let us make the changes necessary to refocus our lives on the sublime beauty of the simple, humble path of Christian discipleship—the path that leads always toward a life of meaning, gladness, and peace."

President Dieter F. Uchtdorf

"Of Things That Matter Most"

Ensign, November 2010

Alzheimer or Dyslexia?

2011-06-15T18:36:00.000-07:00

Last year on my dad's birthday, Teresa, our caregiver, asked, "Coach, how old are you?" His reply, "28." He was 82.

This year on my dad's birthday, Cassie asked, "Poppy, how old are you?" His reply, "38." He is 83.

We couldn't believe it, but here's the real weirdness. We were amused by the whole thing and then realized he's actually 84 this year. So I asked him, "Coach, how old are you?" He said, "62."

My dad looked good on his birthday. Scotty and Kate came to visit over the weekend. He had a few cards, some cake, some conversation. He said he didn't hurt, that makes it even better. I hope so, you never know if what he is saying is true even when it comes to hurting. It was a good day - June 11, 2011

William Reynders with grandson William "Scott" Reynders

"You know you are getting old

when the candles cost more
than the cake."

Bob Hope

The NC Trip (May 11 - 17)

2011-06-10T21:18:00.000-07:00

So it was off to Angie's wedding - North Carolina or BUST!

I don't travel well because I haven't done it much. Every time I go somewhere it's a new adventure, like a full body scan at LAX - YIKES! And remind me not to bring so many clothes. Like I have any to start with. Becky and I could have rented a car for what we paid to check in an extra bag each, both ways - live and learn.

It was a good thing I had Becky along to keep me straight. I thought I was there to help her. Becky was good at following signs and directions. Me, I'm always second guessing everything which only got us off track. Maybe I'll get the hang of it all someday.

Me on vacation, ironing tablecloths. There's a good time! Really, the point of the trip was to help Beth and all with the wedding. I stayed up late and watched two movies as I ironed. The next day we decorated the cultural hall in Garnet.

Raleigh North Carolina Temple - May 14

Becky at the temple.

Introducing Mr. and Mrs. Anderson

All the family that came to greet the couple at the temple.

Fun reception with dancing, photobooth, food, and more.

Sister and brother reunion, Beth and Mark.

Me with the happy couple.
I was so glad I got to be there for their special day.

Becky with Edward and Angie

Off to the Bahamas, "We're outta here!"

"See ya!"

Sunday afternoon, we drove to Pinehurst, home of big beautiful golf courses. It was also a time of reminiscing because this is one of the places my brother Mark served as a missionary over 30 years ago. This home is where he use to live. It's divided into places of business now, one being a coffee shop.

Had to take a photo.

We found an old house, now a place of business.

It's called the BLAIR HOUSE.

Monday we did a little touring. Beth wanted us to take a picture of this landmark. Our McMullin relatives came from North Carolina. We don't think they were necessarily Quaker, but we think they at least hung with the Quakers living in the area. Anyway, it is Beth's assumption that our ancestors would have been at some of these meetings at Dunn's Creek.

We stopped at this old farm house for a guided tour. It belonged to the John and Amy Harper family who definitely had Confederacy sentiments, but was taken over by the Union army and utilized as a hospital on the bottom floor while the family lived upstairs. The hospital cared for both Union and Confederate soldiers, but when the Union army left they took only their soldiers with them. The family cared for the rebel soldiers who were left. The Bentonville Battle was fought on these grounds (that's why the home was taken over as a hospital). We learned a little history and viewed a few other buildings on the property too. Our relatives had moved away from North Carolina before the Civil War and were living in Missouri by this time.

We finally arrived home after seven busy days. What the trip was really all about - FAMILIES ARE FOREVER. I'm grateful Becky was able to make the big trip to see her cousin's wedding and I'm glad I got to go too.

“When you look at your life

the greatest happiness

are family happinesses."

Dr. Joyce Brothers

"Thy Faith Hath Saved Thee"

2011-06-07T06:53:00.000-07:00

Prayer was the focus of our lesson Sunday as we looked at the parable of the unjust judge and widow, the healing of a blind man, Zacchaeus receives Jesus in his home, and Lazarus is raised from the dead. Prayer is a manifestation of our faith. We show through prayer that we look to God for help. Our answers may come soon or late, but when they come (and they will come) our faith is strengthened. We can be healed. We can be whole. He will direct and guide, strengthen, comfort, and perform miracles in each of our lives. For he loves everyone of us. He wants to help, but we need to ask. Our thanking, our asking, shows our faith. In turn, miracles happen and we feel the love of God. I have no doubt.

"The passage of time has not altered the capacity of the Redeemer to change men's lives. As he said to the dead Lazarus, so he says to you and me: '... come forth.' (John 11:43.) Come forth from the despair of doubt. Come forth from the sorrow of sin. Come forth from the death of disbelief. Come forth to a newness of life. Come forth."

Thomas S. Monson
"The Paths Jesus Walked"
Ensign, May 1974, 50

My Shining Stars

2011-06-02T10:48:00.001-07:00

Today I was able to attend Janna's final for her voice class. Janna was a good show singing Gravity. What a great experience she had. I was inspired by her and the entire class plus Professor Jang. It makes me want to take a singing class.

Janna at home after her performance.

In late April and early May, Tommy performed in the musical, My Turn on Earth. It was a production popular in the 70's. I had never seen it before. I very much enjoyed the show. Preparation for the production took a lot of time. It was a rewarding experience, but Tommy's glad to move on and focus on other things.

Playing the part of John, Tommy(on the right)
with other cast members.

"As in Christ’s parable,

when we cultivate

the first talents God gives us,

he is ready to reveal more."

(See Matt. 25:15–21.)
The Visiting Teacher, "Talents are for Sharing",

Ensign, October 1993

"He Was Lost, and Is Found"

2011-05-30T22:25:00.000-07:00

I got my feet wet Sunday. It was my first time teaching Gospel Doctrine. We covered the parables of "The Lost Sheep", "The Lost Coin", and "The Prodigal Son". Everyone is precious in the sight of God. He loves us all. When we love like the Savior loves we become his true undershepherds. We are then - off to the rescue!

Here are just part of the words of Hymn 221, "Dear to the Heart of the Shepherd," which I didn't share in the lesson, but definitely capsulizes the point:

Make us thy true undershepherds;

Give us a love that is deep

Send us out into the desert,

Seeking thy wandering sheep.

Out in the desert they wander,

Hungry and helpless and cold;

Off to the rescue we'll hasten,

Bringing them back to the fold.

Text: Mary B. Wingate Music: William J. Kirkpatrick

"Ours is the responsibility to care for the flock, for the precious sheep, these tender lambs are everywhere to be found--at home in our families, in the homes of our extended families, and waiting for us in our Church callings. Jesus is our Exemplar. Said He, 'I am the good shepherd, and know my sheep' (John 10:14). We have a shepherding responsibility. May we each step up to serve."

President Thomas S. Monson,
"Heavenly Homes, Forever Families"

Ensign, June 2006, 102

My Blog - My Notebook

2011-05-25T00:00:00.000-07:00

I know, I know . . . . . when am I going to get back on the blogging bandwagon? I'm all about blogging, but it just hasn't happened this year. I've got lots of catching up to do. Maybe, when I get done with my drawing class next week I'll have some time. See, you didn't even know I was taking a drawing class. Maybe, when I'm done substituting for the school year I'll blog. I have just a few weeks left and I've been working every day. Whatever! That's all coming to a close soon, but I do have some news. I'm the new Gospel Doctrine teacher in my ward. AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! That ought to give me something to write about. Not to mention, I went to North Carolina for a week . . . and the list goes on. You'll be hearing from me soon. I promise!

"Get a notebook...

write in it your goings and comings,

your deepest thoughts,

your accomplishments and failures,

your associations and your triumphs,

your impressions and your testimonies."

Spencer W. Kimball

"The Angels May Quote from It", Ensign, October 1975

Arizona Easter

2011-04-25T22:29:00.000-07:00

Hugh and I ventured to Arizona this weekend (leaving our other children behind) to see our granddaughter, Ryan. We saw Bill and Chelsea too.

Ryan, 2 years old - delightful and cute as can be.

Ryan, Chelsea, and others on a Saturday morning Easter Egg Hunt.
(Bill and Chelsea found out this weekend that they are having another girl. She's due in September.)

Later Bill and Hugh went on a drive viewing the sights of Arizona.
(Bill's wearing a boot and using crutches. He had surgery last month to repair his Achilles tendon. He's on the mend.)

It was a beautiful day to say the least.
(Hugh loves to drive and hike.)

It was a quick trip, but we're glad we took the opportunity. We always have so much to do. We are grateful we had a little break, but now we're back to our usual busyness.

“Vacation is what you take

when you can't take what you've been taking

any longer.”

--Anonymous

Mrs. Blair, Do You Cuss?

2011-03-31T23:09:00.000-07:00

I'm always heartsick at the many sad lives of children that I encounter. Sometimes it seems they are guided only by the negative in the world. As much as we gripe about schools today, it is there that many children are exposed to something positive. It might be the only place they find any good.

This conversation I share happened a few days ago. It was breakfast time at a junior high. I was doing my usual get-to-know you stuff. I ask questions about how everyone is doing to stimulate some conversation. I always try to see if I can remember every one's name. And, I'm always promoting kindness and explaining how we should be good to each other.

7th Grader: Hey, Mrs. Blair! Do you cuss?

Me: No.

7th Grader: Never, ever?

Me: Never, ever.

7th Grader: Why not?

Me: Because it isn't right.

7th Grader: Do you cuss at your kids?

Me: No.

7th Grader: Even if they broke the television?

Me: No! I might not be happy about my television being broken, but I wouldn't cuss about it.

7th Grader: Why don't you cuss at your kids?

Me. I think cussing is wrong. If I want to teach my children that it's wrong, then I need to set a good example. It's all about being respectful and kind.

7th Grader: (He looked at me with somewhat disbelief, shook his head and smiled.)

I found out later, from one of the para-educators I was working with, that they have a problem with this student cussing in class. Interestingly, he never did it (at least around me) the three days I was there.

When I got home that day I told this story to my daughter, Cassie. She said, "That boy will remember that conversation forever." I hope so.

"Our speech reflects the kind of person we are, exposing our background and our way of life. It describes our thinking, as well as our inner feelings.

"Many times in our effort to refrain from improper speech, we find words to substitute. Sometimes they are so close to vulgar phrases everyone probably knows that we are substituting words and have not really improved our vocabulary."

"To anyone who has followed the practice of using profanity or vulgarity and would like to correct the habit, could I offer this suggestion? First, make the commitment to erase such words from your vocabulary. Next, if you slip and say a swear word or a substitute word, mentally reconstruct the sentence without the vulgarity or substitute word and repeat the new sentence aloud. Eventually you will develop a non-vulgar speech habit."

Elder L. Tom Perry,"Thy Speech Reveals Thee,"New Era, August 1986, 7.)

OUCH!

2011-02-22T08:49:00.000-08:00

Tommy's truck is no more. For now he is without a vehicle, but we're counting our many blessings. Monday, February 7th, he was out teaching his friend, Kellie, to drive a stick shift. She stalled at an intersection, no problem, just get it going again, but no time for that. A truck plowed into them from behind. The driver admits, he simply wasn't paying attention. The impact launched Tommy's truck, but it was nothing short of a miracle that they didn't flip over or get killed. They're backs are hurting a bit, hopefully nothing serious. WOW! Tommy said, "I really thought we were going to die when I saw that truck coming at us." So glad it turned out the way it did.

Click on the collage to get a closer look.

"He has set heavenly beings

to watch over us and to guard us

from the attacks of evil powers

while we live on earth."
Elder James E. Talmage

35 Years!

2011-02-21T13:37:00.000-08:00

My anniversary has come and gone, but I need to talk about it. Hugh and I have been married 35 years, Feb. 12th. I suppose a 35 year anniversary should be more eventful, but our life is so busy right now that we'll just have to squeeze the thrills in here and there to celebrate our landmark date. We went to Dave's BBQ a week later. We've got a little trip planned, but it's based around a family wedding (date still pending). Do you see how we think? It's like when we purchased a car last May, "Happy Mother's Day for the rest of your life!" We needed the car so we fit the current event around it and make it count. That's 35 years of such doings. We usually go to the temple on our anniversary, but we're going this Friday, which makes it two weeks later. Some fun thing will come our way sooner or later. When it happens, I'll be saying, "Happy Anniversary for the rest of your life!" In the meantime, can I say, I love my husband. And, HAPPY ANNIVERSARY (9 days later). And, HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY (1 week later). You're the BEST!

"The most important thing

a father can do

for his children

is to love their mother."

Theodore M. Hesburgh

Where Is She Now?

2011-02-06T07:56:00.000-08:00

I haven't blogged in over a month. What's up with that? That's not a good sign! This year isn't starting out very well. Some of my goals need to be readdressed already. I'm busy though and that's been the problem. It seems I'm on the run every waking moment. Between everything I need to do and want to do (if I get that far), I have been substitute teaching. I also have been sick.

I won't bore you with my list of doings, but I look over the month and am surprised at the many things I accomplished and yet there is a lot that has gone to the wayside. Keeping busy is a good thing - no reason to be idle, but I don't know that I can keep up my January pace. Being sick has slowed me down. I'm pondering my situation. Balance and temperance are key words to live by.

"And now I would that ye should be humble, and be submissive and gentle; easy to be entreated; full of patience and long-suffering; being temperate in all things; being diligent in keeping the commandments of God at all times; asking for whatsoever things ye stand in need, both spiritual and temporal; always returning thanks unto God for whatsoever things ye do receive." Alma 7:23

"Learning to be temperate

in all things

is a spiritual gift

available

through the Holy Ghost."

Elder Kent D. Watson,

"Being Temperate in All Things",

Ensign, Nov. 2009, 38–39

Freeways and Parking Lots

2011-01-04T00:36:00.000-08:00

For three years now we have carried on with our "Family From Yosemite" stories. These are our gifts to one another for Christmas. This year some people contributed cartoons too. We also waited for the Reynders cousins to come before we read them, also Rick listened in on the phone from Pensacola, FL. Hugh also made notebooks for all our family this year, making copies of the previous stories and putting them in order. Hugh and the kids also looked at hundreds of pictures hoping to find photos that would enhance our stories. It was no small undertaking. It continues to be a work in progress (2008, 2009). Here is my contribution this year:

Freeways and Parking Lots

by Martha Reynders Blair

Christmas 2010

I know it seems impossible. I know you won’t believe it, but my husband has never, and I mean never, EVER drove into a parking lot without going the wrong direction. Inevitably, with slanted painted lines, / / \ \ he’ll get sucked right into the opposite direction he should be going. I suppose we’ve all done it once, maybe even twice, but EVERY time!? Even with arrows pointing the way, it doesn’t help.

It doesn’t even have to be parking spaces with slanted rows. I mean, there is no right or wrong direction when the parallel parking spots line up with parallel rows, = = = = RIGHT?! And yet, it can be the smallest of distraction to throw him off. Something as simple as a fire hydrant or a planter filled with flowers and a leafy green tree. Just give him a stop sign, a little traffic, a pedestrian walking by, and certainly don’t utter, “You’re going the wrong way.” His head will start to spin and the wheel will spin with it and unfortunately it‘s always the wrong way impelling us into certain danger.

His customary response to his parking lot impairment is, “Who designed this parking lot anyway! It’s terrible!” It’s all standard procedure, like clockwork. It’s a wonder we all haven’t been killed. The only really safe way to get through a parking lot with him is to have it empty, then Hugh can cruise uninhibited across what should be restricting lines. But empty is rarely the case, so we have learned that as soon as we cross the edge of the parking lot my finger takes over and I start pointing the way we should go without too much mishap.

Interestingly, when he finally parks, it’s not the first empty space he finds, but always the spot farthest from the door with as few cars as possible in the same vicinity. He claims he likes to walk. That sounds like a good healthy choice, but I know the real reason. It’s simply self-preservation. I get irritated at this maneuver when I’m in a hurry trying to make a quick purchase, but then I should just be grateful - I have my life.

Another extension of this weirdness is Hughie never drives someone to school. In spite of having had six children progress from kindergarten through high school, I can count on one hand how many times he’s ventured the mad maneuverings of a school parking lot to drop off a child. He’s avoiding what could easily turn into parking lot rage. If the police patrolling the area could see through the steaming window, the crazed maniac behind the wheel, he would be immediately pulled over, arrested, and no doubt have weeks of anger management classes to attend. But all these years he has been able to avoid such confrontation and has remained calm as a cucumber. He has his ways. If Daddy is driving, you better not be late. His trick for avoiding the morning madness is simple, arrive at school before anyone else does.

He has somewhat softened with the passage of time. He occasionally takes Sam to school. Sam is disappointed when Hugh drives because he always drops him off at the corner which only takes him halfway to school. The halfway drop off point always comes with the explanation that, “Daddy’s got to get to work.” Not that it doesn’t hurt Sam to walk, it’s healthy, RIGHT! If Sam complains too much about the cold, heat, or the distance; you can be sure Hugh will inevitably go into a rendition of how he walked to school; reciting the distance, the weather, and the difficulty of it all, “back in the day”. Yeah, he had to go on foot to school, but that’s not the real story on why Sam gets dropped off at the corner. Again, it’s self-preservation, or call Hughie just “parking lot shy”, WHATEVER! He’s worried that Dr. Jekyll will rear his ugly head by turning into Mr. Hyde. There’s no drinking a special potion or formula to encounter this crazy stressed out change. It’s simply crossing the boundaries of a parking lot.

The funny thing about all this parking lot disorientation is that Hughie is considered the “Map King”. He graduated from BYU in Geography. With “Map King” as his middle name, is it any wonder that a current world atlas is always available for his perusal and study in the bathroom. He’s all about maps and the geography of the world. He can get you anywhere and I mean, ANYWHERE! His maps are explicit in their direction with highlighting and special instructions as needed. He’s better than any GPS and his routes are definitely always better than Map Quest. This skill has come in handy not only at work, but in the lives of our family, especially me, since I’m always getting lost. Without his help I’d never get anywhere.

After traveling many times to a certain location, Hugh will think I’m safe to send out on my own. But I’ve amazed my family and myself many times when I find myself lost once again. I’ve called Hughie up looking for help in finding direction though I usually avoid asking for assistance, but when I've reached the ocean or the highest peak I’ll finely own that I made a wrong turn. Hugh, while looking at a map, knowing full well where my destination was suppose to be and seeing how far off the beaten path I have gone, will ask with peculiar wonder, “How did you end up there?!”

“Oh, I don’t know?!” will be my frustrated response.

But the kids in the car know better. They’d been screaming for the last hour, “You’re going the WRONG way!”

And I would always try to reassure my concerned bunch with my calm demeanor as I turned another corner, “Oh I’ll get back on track here soon enough.”

My theory is, just keep driving and you’ll get there sooner or later. And of course, it’s always later and the kids know it. They and I always end up feeling better when Daddy gets on the phone knowing there is some hope from our demise. He'll shake his head in amazement, but patiently direct my way through traffic and back alleys to get me back on track which provides me and my passenger children with great relief.

As my parents got older and more senile, we use to laugh at my mom’s rendition every time her and my dad would get in the car to go somewhere. Always, she would be in the driver’s seat and my dad would be sitting next to her on the passenger’s side. She would point at him and then to herself while saying, “You remember who we are and I’ll remember where we’re going!”

Well, after years of Hugh and I driving together we know each others strengths and limitations. We have developed our own routine when we venture out behind the wheel. I’ll check and ask if Hughie knows how to get where we are going. His answer is always, “Yes!” Because he always knows where and how to get where we are going, but he always habitually and sweetly adds, “But, you can take over when we get to the parking lot.”

It takes 8,460 bolts to assemble an automobile,

and one nut to scatter it all over the road.

~Author Unknown

New Year Winter Wonderland

2011-01-03T09:06:00.000-08:00

It started snowing yesterday. More predicted for today, but we'll see. No school and no work - Yeah! We're enjoying the moment.

It's so beautiful!

Our front yard

Sam - backyard

"Walking in a winter wonderland!"

Richard B. Smith

Happy New Year Goals - 2011

2011-01-01T00:05:00.000-08:00

It's not only a new year, but a new decade. Maybe I should be more motivated because of that, I hope so. Well, what am I to do. One thing is we want to help Cassie and her children more. It seems we're so busy all the time. You'd think things would calm down in our old age, but I feel like our stress level, our time, etc. are just more than they should be. Maybe I'm just getting old. Here's my attempt at a better year:

1. Include Cassie and her boys once a month for Family Home Evening.

2. I'm keeping the same goal of doing and writing down a daily kind act, plus looking at what God has done for me everyday, recognizing it, and writing it down. I started last year with this same goal, but it faded in spite of my good intentions.

3. Lose weight! I don't want to write that on my blog, but I will. This is like my temple goal. It's always there, every year. Well my weight is always there and I need to lose it. But I'm pleased with my temple attendance so I don't have it down as a goal this year. In my hopeful thinking, maybe I can chalk up the weight issue this year. Maybe I will finally accomplish a lighter me. I've lost 12 lbs. since Tom came home in August, but that's definitely not enough. Here I go!

"We become what we want to be

by consistently being

what we want to become each day."

Elder Richard G. Scott,

“The Transforming Power of Faith and Character,”

Ensign, Nov 2010, 43–46

Christmas Moments

2010-12-31T11:04:00.000-08:00

Not all Christmas moments are created equal.

Here's a glimpse of our doings.

Haggard Billy with sick little Ryan.

All ready to head back to Arizona.
She's feeling better now.

Sam with a fun toy Christmas morning.

Becky did her magic,

knitting Ninja Turtles and dolls for all her nieces and nephews.

Plenty of games to play.

"Jumping Jack Rabbits, it's a pogo stick!"
Perfect for Jeremiah and all Dedman boys.

Santa Tom, "Merry Christmas!"

How does he do it!
He claims he's been Santa the least number of times
and yet he's it once again.
Do the math!

Becky, our Christmas Elf, with Dexter.

Ryan was all about her helmet and trike.

Sam having a cozy moment.

I should have took more pictures. We had a great Christmas ham dinner. It was good being together in spite of some of the sickness we encountered. Hope you had a Happy Christmas! We're ready to ring in the new year!

"I will honor Christmas in my heart,

and try to keep it all year."

Charles Dickens

In Review - 2010

2010-12-30T00:04:00.000-08:00

I set goals every year and I never do as good as I'd like. Nothing new this year in that regards, but I did have some great experiences and have been more and more aware of Heavenly Father's guiding hand and help in my daily life. I'd like to think I had those experiences because of my goals. Those experiences that stemmed from them have made me far more aware and helpful of others.

Even though I didn't write it on my blog this year I still set my usual goal of increased temple attendance. I've never really been satisfied with my results, so I keep it on the list each year because it helps me do a little more than the requested once a month. But during August of this year I found myself with some major concerns and I felt compelled to go to the temple - I had to go.

Many can identify with me when I say that many times when I have schedule a date to go to the temple, all sorts of things get in the way to impede me from getting there like planned. It's happened to me time and time again. Interestingly, I found myself in the opposite situation. I felt guided to go to the temple to deal with some problems. I set a goal of going every week. At times, even when I thought that it was going to be difficult to orchestrate going; things would work out so I could go. Everything would fall into place for me to accomplish my needed worship. It lifted me and I knew my Heavenly Father was helping me get there.

For a good three months I went every week. What would have took me a year before, I found I accomplish in just a few months. I knew sooner or later I would break my weekly cycle, but I made mental plans not to be upset by it. I continued to look at each week and try to go. I've missed some, but I'm more consistent than not. I'm so grateful, so very very grateful about it all. It's been a good thing. And because of my results it won't be on my goal list for 2011. I'll focus on some other things. "I love to see the temple . . .", but more importantly, I love to go inside.

Redlands Temple

“My brothers and sisters, we have built temples throughout the world and will continue to do so. To you who are worthy and able to attend the temple, I would admonish you to go often. The temple is a place where we can find peace. There we receive a renewed dedication to the gospel and a strengthened resolve to keep the commandments.”

President Thomas S. Monson,
"Until We Meet Again,” Ensign, May 2009, 113

What Shall We Give?

2010-12-22T09:04:00.000-08:00

You're probably wondering where I've been. I worked steadily until school was out for the Christmas holiday. And then, if you know me, you know that getting sick is standard procedure over the holidays, and yet I'm happy to report I'm well. It pleases me, and consequently, I'm having a very merry Christmas.

Sadly, in spite of purchasing stamps, in spite of having Christmas cards, in spite of having put together a letter - I'm not sending out my usual greeting. I didn't send out cards last year and here I am not doing it again. I love Christmas cards! Hopefully a few people will hear from us by me posting our greeting here. Have a good one! We love you!

Merry Christmas

and a

Happy New Year!

Wishing you the BEST!

from

The Blair Family