Thursday, September 20, 2007
I like to read blogs. It all started a couple of years of years ago when I googled knitting. I got hooked (that woudl be crocheting) on a blog from a lady in England. She was working on her PhD. but couldn't finish it because she couldn't stop knitting. Then I found a blog spot for some LDS People, active and less active. I found a "heavy weight" lady's group. then I found "Ernest Goes to Iraq". He is a civilian contractor who wrote from Iraq while he was there retro-fitting armor under trucks to better protect the military folks. I also found some pretty interesting young women who were either in school, finishing school, teaching school. The one that linked me to some of them now requires an invitation to view the blog. That makes me wonder if something happened. Like, was she being stalked? So anyway, now I have to find them on my own and bookmark them.
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
I found out that today is "International Talk Like a Pirate Day." It has been kind of fun every-once-in-a-while saying "ARRR!" I also sent out a few reminders on my distribution list and used some pirate jargon. Avast! Ahoy! Me Hearties! etc.
I feel like I am not having relaxing fun much. Most things feel like work, no matter what they are. Sad, isn't it? So throwing around a few pirate words was fun today.
Yesterday, one of my friends told me that Sept. 19th was International Talk Like a Pirate Day. Then there was an announcement about the special nature of this day on the radio on the way in to work. So then I googled pirate talk and found that there are actually quite a few people who are really into pirates. Now I should have known that after we went to the Renaissance Festival this year in Larkspur, CO. and a major portion of the fair was pirates, pirate gear, pirate clothes, and pirate talk. Plus, the pretty good acceptance of Captain Jack Sparrow in the movies should have queued me.
It was also interesting that on the two websites that I actually read a little, there were both disclaimers about pirating.
"Just remember that real pirates were very nasty, reprehensible people" is the basic wording.
Once the phone rang and I almost answered by saying, "ARRR!" Now that wouldn't have been a good thing. Or would it?
Have a little fun every day!
I feel like I am not having relaxing fun much. Most things feel like work, no matter what they are. Sad, isn't it? So throwing around a few pirate words was fun today.
Yesterday, one of my friends told me that Sept. 19th was International Talk Like a Pirate Day. Then there was an announcement about the special nature of this day on the radio on the way in to work. So then I googled pirate talk and found that there are actually quite a few people who are really into pirates. Now I should have known that after we went to the Renaissance Festival this year in Larkspur, CO. and a major portion of the fair was pirates, pirate gear, pirate clothes, and pirate talk. Plus, the pretty good acceptance of Captain Jack Sparrow in the movies should have queued me.
It was also interesting that on the two websites that I actually read a little, there were both disclaimers about pirating.
"Just remember that real pirates were very nasty, reprehensible people" is the basic wording.
Once the phone rang and I almost answered by saying, "ARRR!" Now that wouldn't have been a good thing. Or would it?
Have a little fun every day!
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Friday, September 14, 2007
My father passed away in January of this year. It was a big shock. He had not felt well for a while. But nothing that hadn't been going on for a long time. He always said that he wanted to die the way that his father did. Grandpa Dayhoff went out after lunch and a small nap to work on the lawnmower. Grandpa had not felt well after lunch and looking back it was classic heart attack symptoms. Anyway, after he didn't come back for a long time Grandma went to find him and he was just sitting there on a box in the workshed dead. The doctor said that if he had any pain he would have fallen off of the box.
Well, Dad mowed the lawn the evening before he died. He went to bed and in the morning when Joyce got up she saw that Muffin, the cat, was laying over Dad in bed in his room (he snored REALLY loud) and that something was definitely wrong. He had died in his sleep. No pain, just like Grandpa. Dad was 76 years old.
He really had a fun personality. Just the year before he had flown up to Salt Lake City where Robert and I picked him up and he went snowmobling with us up in Idaho at Maxine and Gail's cabin. We had even talked about going again this year.
On New Year's Eve the phone rang at 1:00 a.m. It was Dad. He was all happy, almost giddy, welcoming in the new year. We oldsters had gone to bed hours before. :) But Dad was up celebrating a new year. How could I be upset about the phone call? We had a really fun conversation. Then he said, "I'm going to call your sister now." That was so funny because he was in Pacific time. We are on Mountain time and Rebecca is on Eastern time. So I reminded him that it would be 3:30 a.m. at Rebecca's house and he said, "Oh, I know." I never knew until the funeral a couple of weeks later whether he had actually called her or not. Well...he DID!
We also had a couple of fun traditions between the two of us. We always sent eachother 2 birthday cards. One funny, one serious. It was so fun even just finding the cards. Another thing was that at the end of a phone conversation One of us would say, "I love you." The other one would say, "I love you more."
We were trying to get together more often lately. When my folks divorced in 1976 it really tore our family apart and we didn't get together as much as we might have. Although we did live closer to eachother over the years especially when he lived in Indiana and we lived in either Illinois or Louisiana. So at least we saw eachother some. We were really having more fun together. He drove out to Colorado on his own more than once. The last time really tired him out though. Once he drove to Utah to meet his grandchildren and their spouses and to help with Kyle's baby blessing. That was so neat. He had started calling the kids every-once-in-a-while too.
I remember how handsome I always thought he was and he was always tall and straight. He told great stories too about his life. Once he was telling stories and I was amazed sitting there and thinking how I wished could know more about him. Before I forget the stories he told I should write them down.
I miss you Dad.
Well, Dad mowed the lawn the evening before he died. He went to bed and in the morning when Joyce got up she saw that Muffin, the cat, was laying over Dad in bed in his room (he snored REALLY loud) and that something was definitely wrong. He had died in his sleep. No pain, just like Grandpa. Dad was 76 years old.
He really had a fun personality. Just the year before he had flown up to Salt Lake City where Robert and I picked him up and he went snowmobling with us up in Idaho at Maxine and Gail's cabin. We had even talked about going again this year.
On New Year's Eve the phone rang at 1:00 a.m. It was Dad. He was all happy, almost giddy, welcoming in the new year. We oldsters had gone to bed hours before. :) But Dad was up celebrating a new year. How could I be upset about the phone call? We had a really fun conversation. Then he said, "I'm going to call your sister now." That was so funny because he was in Pacific time. We are on Mountain time and Rebecca is on Eastern time. So I reminded him that it would be 3:30 a.m. at Rebecca's house and he said, "Oh, I know." I never knew until the funeral a couple of weeks later whether he had actually called her or not. Well...he DID!
We also had a couple of fun traditions between the two of us. We always sent eachother 2 birthday cards. One funny, one serious. It was so fun even just finding the cards. Another thing was that at the end of a phone conversation One of us would say, "I love you." The other one would say, "I love you more."
We were trying to get together more often lately. When my folks divorced in 1976 it really tore our family apart and we didn't get together as much as we might have. Although we did live closer to eachother over the years especially when he lived in Indiana and we lived in either Illinois or Louisiana. So at least we saw eachother some. We were really having more fun together. He drove out to Colorado on his own more than once. The last time really tired him out though. Once he drove to Utah to meet his grandchildren and their spouses and to help with Kyle's baby blessing. That was so neat. He had started calling the kids every-once-in-a-while too.
I remember how handsome I always thought he was and he was always tall and straight. He told great stories too about his life. Once he was telling stories and I was amazed sitting there and thinking how I wished could know more about him. Before I forget the stories he told I should write them down.
I miss you Dad.
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Robert and I are going to Mexico, Puerto Vallerta, the last week in September. A whole week!
It is an interesting story.
Leslie told me that "some guy" kept calling me. I asked her his name but she had not gotten it. So one night I was home and he called. She answered and said, "Mom, it's that guy." I got on the phone and it was one of our good friends from Church. We have a lot of fun with them and try to get together every-once-in-a-while now that they have retired and moved to another town. He used to be our Hometeacher too. I guess he is still taking care of us.
Anyway, he was calling because he and Bonnie, his wife, were going to Mexico and wanted us to go with them.
Here's the GREAT DEAL.
No housing costs. Our flights are using United award points. Only costs are taxes on tickets and of course, food and any activities we participate in while we are there.
How COOL is that?
Of course, I always have "buyer's remorse" for doing ANYTHING. But I can't let that stop me. I mean, we barely are spending anything, relatively speaking.
Today I realized that we only have a week and a half until we leave!
After we get back I will have to figure out how to add pictures to this blog. I think it looks pretty easy.
It is an interesting story.
Leslie told me that "some guy" kept calling me. I asked her his name but she had not gotten it. So one night I was home and he called. She answered and said, "Mom, it's that guy." I got on the phone and it was one of our good friends from Church. We have a lot of fun with them and try to get together every-once-in-a-while now that they have retired and moved to another town. He used to be our Hometeacher too. I guess he is still taking care of us.
Anyway, he was calling because he and Bonnie, his wife, were going to Mexico and wanted us to go with them.
Here's the GREAT DEAL.
No housing costs. Our flights are using United award points. Only costs are taxes on tickets and of course, food and any activities we participate in while we are there.
How COOL is that?
Of course, I always have "buyer's remorse" for doing ANYTHING. But I can't let that stop me. I mean, we barely are spending anything, relatively speaking.
Today I realized that we only have a week and a half until we leave!
After we get back I will have to figure out how to add pictures to this blog. I think it looks pretty easy.
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
A while ago I bought a new set of large print scriptures. Even though I could read them better (still needing glasses) I missed my old set. The old ones had gotten me through a lot of worry, planning, questions, etc. They are all marked up and the pages are soft with all the use. I remember once at girl's camp I was very stressed out. I went back to my bunk and there were my scriptures sitting on the quilt. I picked them up and just holding them and knowing what they meant to me quieted my emotions. They were/are my best of friends. So the new scriptures had a hard row to hoe.
Scripture study lately has been a little different. I have been going through the Book of Mormon to begin with and transferring my marked/favorite scriptures and writing in the margins, to the new set. I will through the Doctrine and Covenants and also the Bible as well. As I go through I am reading the scriptures and pondering them. It is taking a while, but has been really spiritually uplifting. It not only reminds me of the meaning of those scriptures but it also brings back memories of when I marked many of them. It is sort of amazing that I would remember.
After doing this, which will probably take a long time, I plan to go back and read between the marked passages and see what lies there as my next phase of scripture study.
I love reading the scriptures. They give me such peace and knowledge. We have been told that all the answers lie in the scriptures. At times I have asked myself almost sarcastically, "well..where is the answer to this problem, huh?" And then more humbly I have either found the answer while reading or sometimes even had words put in my mind which have given me the reference and where to look.
I read mainly early in the morning. It is quiet and I sit there in the living room in a pool of light from the lamp and soak it all in. Nikki usually either is by my feet or over on the couch all snuggled down in the pillows. Such a peaceful time. No wonder the time slips away so quickly.
Scripture study lately has been a little different. I have been going through the Book of Mormon to begin with and transferring my marked/favorite scriptures and writing in the margins, to the new set. I will through the Doctrine and Covenants and also the Bible as well. As I go through I am reading the scriptures and pondering them. It is taking a while, but has been really spiritually uplifting. It not only reminds me of the meaning of those scriptures but it also brings back memories of when I marked many of them. It is sort of amazing that I would remember.
After doing this, which will probably take a long time, I plan to go back and read between the marked passages and see what lies there as my next phase of scripture study.
I love reading the scriptures. They give me such peace and knowledge. We have been told that all the answers lie in the scriptures. At times I have asked myself almost sarcastically, "well..where is the answer to this problem, huh?" And then more humbly I have either found the answer while reading or sometimes even had words put in my mind which have given me the reference and where to look.
I read mainly early in the morning. It is quiet and I sit there in the living room in a pool of light from the lamp and soak it all in. Nikki usually either is by my feet or over on the couch all snuggled down in the pillows. Such a peaceful time. No wonder the time slips away so quickly.
Thursday, September 06, 2007
What books have you read lately? Are you part of the Harry Potter craze? Are you are romantic? Do murder mysteries keep you captivated? Have you read the new vampire series by Stephanie Myers?
Books I have read lately:
Make Your Own Living Trust by Dennis Clifford
Twilight Stephenie Meyer
New Moon Stephenie Meyer
Eclipse Stephenie Meyer
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows J.K. Rowling
I never did finish this post and since I hate to waste the words I will post it and try to do a better job on the subject at a later date. Sorry :(
Books I have read lately:
Make Your Own Living Trust by Dennis Clifford
Twilight Stephenie Meyer
New Moon Stephenie Meyer
Eclipse Stephenie Meyer
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows J.K. Rowling
I never did finish this post and since I hate to waste the words I will post it and try to do a better job on the subject at a later date. Sorry :(
Surprise! After 9 months of no entries I thought I might get back on here. Although, I am not sure that anyone reads what I write except me. Ha!
Alot of people have either myspace or facebook pages. But I get a little nervous about those things where it seems like more people have access to your life.
Writing has always intrigued me. Either how people write or how I could write. I remember when I was in highschool I wanted to write something to make a difference in the world. I have kept a journal over the years. I have not really written for a few years now. And lots of things have occured which I should have documented. But I didn't and probably can't capture all of it now. But maybe I can try. I have a hard copy journal which I bought a few months ago. Small enough to carry around. So, I carried it around for a few months.
If I am truly interested in writing I have several venues to do so:
Blog
Journal
Children's stories
Short stories
Well, that is about all for now. I have had strep throat for a few days now. I just got the lab results back today and so am just now on meds. I hope that the first 24 hours will make a marked improvement. But for right now my throat is burning, I am tired, and I think I will go to bed.
Goodnight blog. Hope to see you again tomorrow.
ZZZZZZZZ
Alot of people have either myspace or facebook pages. But I get a little nervous about those things where it seems like more people have access to your life.
Writing has always intrigued me. Either how people write or how I could write. I remember when I was in highschool I wanted to write something to make a difference in the world. I have kept a journal over the years. I have not really written for a few years now. And lots of things have occured which I should have documented. But I didn't and probably can't capture all of it now. But maybe I can try. I have a hard copy journal which I bought a few months ago. Small enough to carry around. So, I carried it around for a few months.
If I am truly interested in writing I have several venues to do so:
Blog
Journal
Children's stories
Short stories
Well, that is about all for now. I have had strep throat for a few days now. I just got the lab results back today and so am just now on meds. I hope that the first 24 hours will make a marked improvement. But for right now my throat is burning, I am tired, and I think I will go to bed.
Goodnight blog. Hope to see you again tomorrow.
ZZZZZZZZ
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