What happens when I don't post often on my blog? I get so behind with things that I don't know where to start. I could say I will turn a new leaf and promise to write more. I know that I should. I could use the blog as a journal, but I don't. I follow the daily blog of a very sweet lady in Smithfield. She keeps a wonderful blog. I don't read her blog every day because she makes me so tired. But I try not to get to "behind" because she has some wonderful reminders, and I like her ideas. I like the way her blog is her journal. But I'm sure I would never find the daily time to write, even though I am at my computer every day.
I just need to quit being a "viewer and doer" and start being more actively involved with my own writing. I am now so far behind that I can't find a place to start.
Since school let out I have been doing little catch-up jobs around the house. Things like getting the finances up-to-date on the computer, which meant I had to find an old CD with our finance program on it and install it on the newer computer because the older one is really on it's last leg. Which makes me a bit upset because we had just purchased a really nice large monitor for it, and within one month the computer started doing bad things. I might get it fixed up and take it to school to give me one more 'slow" computer for my students to work on. I'll see if it is even up to doing that. Not a bad idea, actually.
It was so cold after school let out that we didn't go on our annual camping trip, but my short-term memory is not so good and right now I can't remember what we did! No laughing at me, please! I know we went somewhere, and did something, but I can't remember what it was. I know we stopped in Provo and bought Garth two new suits. It was a good deal...buy one and get the second for $100. But they didn't say how expensive the first one was. And white shirts were on sale....and the ties looked really nice and we couldn't decide on one or two........ We'll just say that they were more than the bedroom set we purchased. But he deserved it, and needed them because his old one is....well, old and worn out.
Oh, I remember now where we went. Sorry I forgot. We went to North Salt Lake for the funeral of our son-in-law's mother. We drove to Lehi on Friday night, got up early and drove to Salt Lake to help get all the kids up to the funeral. Tammy needed some help with transportation because of being one car short and Josh had to get up there earlier... so we stopped and picked her and some of the kids up, drove up to the funeral, then back to Lehi and on to Provo, then home for Sunday.
The next week (first week in June) I spent doing those odd jobs around the house, but didn't really accomplish much. On Saturday we drove up to Salt Lake to help my sister move into a new apartment that will be much easier for her than a house. She won't need to worry about keeping up a yard. And when something breaks down someone else can worry about fixing it. We came home again late that night with our four grandkids who live here in Utah.
On Sunday we got a new bishopric. We have loved Bishop Tuttle, who has helped us through so many difficult times. He is kind and compassionate and we love him and his wife, Karen. Our new bishop, Lee Madsen, is a wonderful, soft-spoken man who is very generous and full of care. He is quiet and does a lot of service behind the scenes where he isn't noticed. He is a very good friend to Garth, and they have a great relationship.
Sunday was also the day that President Law passed away. That is something I will write about later.
We had fun in church on Sunday with the kids. We went to Primary for both hours and had fun singing. In the afternoon we played and ate, and ate, and ate and played. The kids went to bed late and slept really well after playing musical beds. For the rest of the week they played outside in the water, on the tramp, on the bikes/scooters/four-wheelers. We finally went to the pool on Wednesday afternoon, but it was cold. The weather this year is just not cooperating with water fun. Lexi made puppets for the kids, they played games, they built things with tinker-toys, they played baseball, they played until they dropped. They had a great time.
Nancy came down on..... I can't remember the day. But Tyler was excited to see her and said "Can we go home now?" Little bugger! He was fine until he saw her.
On Thursday we attended the funeral for President Law. All my girls were here with us, and I am sure Barrett would have been here if he could have. President Law was such a big influence on our lives, watching our kids grow up from a very young ago.......more later.
The Gales went back to Salt Lake with their mom and Nicky, and we took Nancy and Tyler back because they had to leave their car to be fixed. We picked up the new suits which were being hemmed and altered a bit, then drove up to VFFactory so Garth could get some much needed levis, then drove home. Friday we spent resting. I went through the shelf where I keep cookbooks and through away all the old Taste of Living magazines, old cookbooks I've accumulated that I never use, and several other things in there. We went to a wedding reception last night, and then just rested the rest of the day. And today is Saturday. Garth is planting some flowers and I am sitting here. We had tons of laundry to finish up and now we need to get ready for a trip to Moab. I have meetings there Monday - Wednesday and Garth gets to rest. I am hoping the meetings will keep me awake and I don't sleep most of the time. I think I will take my ipad with a book on it so it looks like I might be listening or taking notes.
We are hoping to get a few fishing trips in, but can't see where on our calendars. The next two weeks are filled with school meetings and doctor appointments.
We are looking forward to the day when the Missouri Labrums move back to Utah, then we can have those kids here for a few days. We want to spend a few days with Isaac and get to know him, and get him to know us. Garth was lucky to get to be in Missouri for a few days in May so he got to hold him. I can't wait for a few hours to rock with him.
We are also waiting for Nancy's baby to be born, which will mean a few days of rocking a baby as well. That will be great.
All this means that school will start before we are even ready for it. Looking forward shows that the summer is just too short. Wish each day had a few more hours so I could actually get something done. Oh, well, maybe next summer.
No comments:
Post a Comment