Friday, August 28, 2009

Happy Birthday Emilie!



This is my cousin Emilie, the one on the right. It's her birthday today and I want to celebrate.

I usually write up a little ditty about the birthday person, but I not sure my inept writing skills would do Emilie justice. She's not easy to describe. Anyone who knows her would back me up on that, but here are a few words that come to mind as I consider Emilie......

Hilarious
Beautiful
Eccentric
Adventurous
Unconventional
Original
Authentic
Unique
Intelligent
Gracious
Interesting
Self Confident
Open
Kind

I could go on, but if you really want to learn a little more about Emilie you can read her fabulous blog. I read, and live a more adventurous life through her. Her pictures are breathtaking, and her writing, engaging and real. I love pulling up her blog and getting lost in her world because it's so very different from mine. It's so uniquely Emilie. I love that she shares her adventures and her way of seeing and noticing the world.

I miss Emilie all the time. Going to visit her in Paris was so amazing. Not only because Paris was...well, Paris.... but mostly because I was with Emilie. I love her. She makes me happy, teaches me, inspires me, makes my life better. Thanks for being so good to me Em. Happy Birthday!



Sunday, August 23, 2009

Inspired



Mike and I went to the dedication of the Oquirrh Mountain temple this morning. Oquirrh is pronounced 'oaker' and is an American Indian word for 'wooded mountain.' In my opinion, this is one of the most beautiful temples ever built. As we were waiting for the meeting to start they showed some pictures of different views of the temple's interior. Gorgeous! So simple, earthy and beautiful. You can tell the designers were inspired by nature. I love the color choices, the textures, the peaceful feel of it all. I'm planning to go see it for myself soon.

The dedication meeting was a spiritual feast. The addresses were particularly inspiring to me. Mike and I had attended a session at the Timpanogos temple yesterday, and it was a perfect lead up to this morning's services. I love that temples provide a place of peace, of stillness, of escape, of contrast from the craziness of daily life. I love to go and just get away from it all for awhile.

I don't usually blog about personal, spiritual things, and probably won't make a habit of it, but today I feel so much gratitude. One of the speakers told a story of a Hispanic family that had enjoyed a temple experience. A friend asked the mother of this family how she had felt during the event. She simply said, pointing to her heart, "Muy caliente, aqui." Very warm, here. That's exactly the way I felt today, thinking of all the ways God has blessed me and mine.

President Monson gave the dedicatory prayer. So powerful. He has a way with words and a spirit about him that I love. His prayer was the perfect end to a excellent meeting.

Just had to post a little something about today. I feel happy. Grateful. Inspired. That's all.

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Lake Powell 2009



Our friends Greg and Heidi Johnson invited us to stay with them on their house boat at Lake Powell again this year. We went with them in 2006 and we loved it, so when they so generously invited us again, we jumped at the chance. Lake Powell is a beautiful and unique place (above is a picture of our view from the house boat), and the Johnsons are perfect hosts. The whole trip was fantastic. Here are a few of my favorite highlights:

- Being out on the boat in the early morning as the sun was breaking through the patchy gray clouds, watching Mike, Greg, and Heidi water ski on perfectly glassy water.

- Racing across the lake on the jet ski, the wind in my hair, catching some major air over the choppy waves. There's so much space to just go and go.

- Sitting on the shore with Mike at dusk, the water lapping at our feet, watching the lighting flash across the sky on the other side of the lake. So romantic and peaceful.

- Laying on my sleep bag on top of the house boat watching the brilliant star show in the night sky and contemplating the universe. Mary Kate was so excited. She spotted 11 shooting stars in one night.

- Falling asleep while reading a good book and nobody waking me up. I actually had a nap in the middle of the day! I can't remember the last time I was able to do that.

-Playing with the sandstone that makes up most of the solid ground at Lake Powell. I love that stuff. I love breaking apart the layers and crumbling them in my fingers, staining my hands red.

- Getting nibbled by a fish on the back of my knee while standing thigh deep in the water. I had no idea fish could actually bite. After I screamed and jumped out of the water that fish just floated there looking at me. I think he was proud of himself.

- Watching my daughter be a true Dickey. As a child I was careful and cautious about most everything. Mary Kate is fearless and adventurous, just like her dad. She likes to speed faster, jump farther, and climb higher. On the tube behind the boat, she had her thumbs up (the sign to go faster) the entire time. The poor boat couldn't give enough to satisfy her. Sometimes you could only see her flopping legs and her thumb sticking out of the tube as she flew across the water.

- Sound of Music sing alongs. Each person chooses a different song from the musical and belts it out at the top of their lungs, everyone at the same time. A very joyful, chaotic noise.

- Good conversations with Heidi. She is best listener I've ever known.

- The long boat ride to Hole in the Rock, enjoying the amazing and one of a kind scenery around us, during which Mike and I quickly hit the deck as the park ranger drove by so as not to get caught with too many people in our boat. A narrow escape!

- Marveling at the size of Lake Powell. There's about 2000 miles of shoreline, more than the whole western coast of the United States. And deep! At some places on the lake the depth finder on the boat couldn't even register. There are spots in Lake Powell that are over 500 feet deep. It's a little unsettling really.

-Answering the cell phone and having a little boy on the other end say, "Jeffrey here!" (The boys stayed home from this trip. I don't think Lake Powell would be a very safe place for them, there's just too much water).

-Playing games with everyone in the house boat at night. Good laughs, good times.

-Not having to fix my hair, wear makeup, or get dressed up for four straight days. Although, by the end I was really craving a shower.

-Spending time with Mike, Mary Kate and great friends in such an incredible place. What a vacation!

I took lots of pictures on this trip. There were too many I loved and wanted to post. The best way to share was to create a slide show. I even added some music. Watch and enjoy.



Thanks again Greg and Heidi. We were honored to be on your guest list and we're so grateful. We had such a great time. Thanks for the memories. You're very generous people. We love you.

Much thanks also to Mom and Dad, Dave and Lynette, and Emily and Eric for watching the boys. Without you guys we wouldn't have been able to have this experience. We love you too.

And last but not least, thanks to Brandon for dropping off and picking up Winnie from the kennel. We know for sure you're the only one around who could do it. Don't worry, she still loves you.

Sunday, August 16, 2009

A Visit From Our Favorite Canooks

Our good friends, the Johnstons, came for a two week visit to Utah. While they were here they stayed at the much acclaimed, five star, Dickey Plaza, a.k.a. 'our house.'

The Johnstons used to live just around the corner. Our families spent considerable amounts of time together. About a year ago, they up and moved back to their home country of Canada, leaving us all very lonely and bored. We have missed them terribly, so it was good spending time with them once again. While they were here, for old time's sake, we tried to fit in all the things we used to do together, and we also enjoyed some new adventures.

For old time sake:

-Shoe shopping with Amy
-Burgers and shakes at JCW's
-Biking the Ridge trail (just the guys)
-Deep discussions about politics, religion, life, just about everything
-Watching movies
-Steak dinner with Amy's potato salad and toasted parmesan bagels
-Eating sugar cookies from Flour Girl's and Dough Boys

New Adventures:

-Jet skiing at the lake
-Dinner at the Blue Lemon
-A few girl's nights out
-Tasting new Canadian treats (they have good candy there)
-BBQ at the Hansens
-Setting up a blog for Amy (can't wait for your next post Amy)

The kids also had a great time with their old friends. Mary Kate and Zoe acted like they had never been apart and delighted in wearing matching clothing any chance they got. Issac was a bit shy with the boys at first, but soon they were all tearing up the place, occasionally taking some time out for reading and sleeping.










We love the Johnstons and had a great time seeing them again after so long an absence. You know you're good friends when you can all live together in one house for 14 straight days and still like each other afterward. We miss you guys all over again! Canada is just SO far.

Saturday, August 8, 2009

Tasty

My boys pick their noses and eat their boogers. I know... it's very disgusting. I've tried and tried to get them to stop believe me, but it seems that they just can't help themselves.

Today Jonathan was really digging deep. My neighbor Richard happened to be watching him. After a long while Jonathan finally pulled out what he was searching for and promptly ate it. Curious, Richard asked Jonathan if he liked the taste of his boogers. Jonathan paused for a minute to concentrate on the flavor in his mouth, and before skipping off answered, "Not today!"

Do boogers taste different on different days?



Monday, August 3, 2009

Christmas in July



We've been going to the lake a lot lately. It's usually a long car ride to get there so we try to keep the kids entertained with some music. They have a favorite play list. Included are some old favorites like Jessie's Girl, Let's Here it for the Boy, and Axel F, also some new hits such as Viva La Vida, Apologize, and I'm Feelin' Good by Michael Buble.

The list is a good one, with one very weird exception. Jonathan insists that the Christmas classic Sleigh Ride is played multiple times on every trip. I have to say, it's a little strange to pull up to the lake, in a swimming suit, the sun beating down on me, the smell of sunblock in my nose, having the words, "outside the snow is falling and friends are calling yoo-hoo," ringing in my ears. It's stranger still to have the song stuck in my head as I'm zipping across the lake on my gas powered "water sleigh." It's truly a new definition of Christmas in July.

P.S. Don't let the picture above fool you. Jonathan is scared to death of the waverunners. Won't ride them at all.