Best weekend in a long time

Labor Day weekend was a weekend that was from heaven. Dean and I left Delta on Thusday evening and headed for Roy, Utah where our oldest son and his family live. We spent that night and the next day with Eric and his girls playing and relaxing. Friday night when Jen came home in from work we met our younger son, Clay, and his wife Lisa for dinner at Cracker Barrell restaurant. It was a good time and we celebrated Savannah's sixth birthday all together there at the restaurant.

On Saturday we headed to the Salt Lake Temple and attended the wedding/sealing ceremony of Arielle Mihalik. Arielle was one of my Laurels in Pensacola when I was the Young Women's President in the Pensacola Ward from 2007-2009. It was so nice to see how she had matured and become this beautiful young womann who was now ready and worthy to be married in The Lord's Temple. Watching her be sealed to her sweet, handsome fiance, Mitchell Quinton, was an honor and thrill for me. Being in the Temple brings feelings of peace and happiness that can be found nowhere else on earth. The closest thing to it would be to stand on a mountain top knowing that you are alone with nature and Heavenly Father alone; but even that does not compare to the holy feelings that come into your heart and mind in the Temple as you stand there with friends who you know were part of your eternal family before we ever came to earth. It was especially nice to hug Arielle and her mom who I also love as a dear, dear friend. We both had tears in our eyes when we parted at the end of the reception later that evening. The reception was held at Rose Saks reception center up in Parley's Canyon.

On Saturday evening we spent the night with Clay and Lisa, our youngest son and his wife who reside in Salt Lake City. We rose on Sunday to a beautiful fall-like day. After resting in the morning we got in the car and headed up the canyon just to get out of the city. We ended up at Solitude Ski Resort and walked around and bought ourselves some ice-cream to enjoy in the beautiful mountain air. It was Sunday and we don't normally make purchases on Sunday but we consider ourselves on vacation this weekend so gave ourselves a little treat to top off the afternoon.

Today is Labor Day. Dean and I are watching Lilly and Savannah back at Eric's house while Eric and Jen went away for an afternoon outing together. Tonight we'll barbeque and then Dean will go home to Delta leaving me here to babysit the girls for a couple of days since thier normal babysitter has other plans this week. I love my family with all my heart. At this point in my life I don't know what I would do without brothers, sisters, parents who are still living, children and grand-children. This is where my joy lies. The older I get the more I realize, this is the plan of happiness.

Summer 2011

Dean and I finally took a trip (for one day, he's been busy with work) and went to Cedar Breaks. I'm going to teach him to take a vacation by hook or crook. This summer I went to Seattle, spent several days in Salt Lake City with family and kept on the go. When you have a husband who works all the time, you finally go by yourself. He's promising to go with me this Fall on a trip and a few other day trips. Ya Suuuure, we'll see! Here he is sitting in the giant chair outside the Chevron in Beaver Utah on our way to Cedar Breaks.

When we arrived I saw him decompress in a big way. Just a few days before he had said, "I've got to get away from work or I'm gonna die!" Red Flag. So off we went and it was worth it.

Lighthearted But With A Chance of Rain

Just a little side note: The picture at the top of my blog is of a woman skipping in the rain. That is exactly how I feel right now. I'm a usually upbeat, light-hearted person. But lately, I'm skipping through life with an umbrella overhead. . . . meaning that life is a bit inconguous at the moment. Lately I'm always waiting for the next shoe to fall.

I'm starting over. I'm starting a new blog. . . but I'm not sure why. Lately nothing much has been happening; but if I start to write perhaps I'll realize that there is something going on in my life. Sometimes it seems that life stops and that is where I seem to be at the moment. I've relocated from Florida to Utah and it has taken 3.8 years to do so. I still don't have the home I thought I would have, but I have a roof over my head. Each time I try to start something new, I hit a door or a wall. The next thing I do is sit down, think about it and try to figure out where to go next. If it sounds like I'm lost I'm not, just puzzled. Each morning I wake with a new positive outlook, but by nightfall I seem to be puzzled and discouraged again. Have we made the wrong decision in coming to Utah? I don't think so, but the plan seems to have stopped and now we're trying to figure out why. Sometimes all you can do is wait, especially when things seem to be out of your hands as far has having any sort of control. So I'll just wait. . . . and see where we go from here. Blegh!!!! I'm a take charge, in control person so this is the hardest time of my life. Maybe there is going to be something drastic happen in the market. Maybe that's why we keep getting stopped each time we set out to spend our all ready and waiting money that is in the bank doing nothing but collecting a tiny bit of interest. Maybe . . . . . . ?????