Monday, September 7, 2009

My Dear Moms

Let me write about Sunny.

I met Sunny in a funny way, kindof. I went to Geoff's homecoming talk at his ward in Mesa. I was living in Tucson. Geoff and I had become good friends through mail while he was on his mission so I decided to go to his homecoming talk. Afterwards he invited me to a little luncheon that his mom was putting on. That's the first time I met Sunny. I remember that day.

There's lots to love about Sunny. Lots and lots. I wish I knew her a little better but I know her well enough to see what a wonderful person she is.

She is a woman of independence. Her love is dance. She has been dancing since she could walk. She's taken this love and talent to make a successful business. She has been teaching dance for several years and has had several hundred students probably even thousands.

She is loved by many people and has been a great influence on many. She has a great talent of making friends. She laughs at herself. She's a great story teller- she'll keep you for hours telling a story ;) She's a humanitarian.

When I think of Sunny I think of strength and faith and trust in the Lord. I love her testimony of the gospel. In fact, most times when we're talking she takes our conversation somewhere having to do with the gospel. I love that! She's often shared with me an experience she had at the temple, of visiting teaching, or something she's read or understood better in the scriptures or a chat she had with one of her church leaders or a lesson that was discussed during Relief Society or Sunday School. I LOVE this! She has a beautiful, strong testimony of the gospel. She knows who she is. She knows what she stands for. She has taught her children the gospel and for that I am eternally grateful.

She is a woman of courage. Even in such challenging times as now she is a woman of faith, hope and strength.

I love you, Sunny!

Let me now tell you a little about my mom.

I'm drawn to her priorities. First she loves the Lord. She loves my dad and she loves her family.

She has been my best friend for years. She is a source of light and strength for me. The thing that most impresses me about my mom is her devotion to the gospel and our family. She loves and loves and loves and loves deeply. I know my mom loves me without any question.

She is an example of unselfish service too. One of my favorite memories of her was when I was growing up in Tucson. She was ALWAYS making something to give away. She made scrumptious homemade bread, cookies, cakes and dinners. Many times she was cooking for somebody else. In fact everytime she was making something a member of the family would come in and ask if that was for us. Her answer was usually, "no, it's for the family down the street" or "no, it's for somebody in the ward". It seemed that she was always making something for somebody else. Sometimes when we asked who it was for she would giggle and say, "it's for our family". Now it's kindof a family joke. Whenever she's making something that smells so good we joke with each other over this memory.

She's a perfectionist! She taught me to make things right. Well.....she tried to teach me that, anyway. We laugh at each other in the kitchen because she's so perfect and I'm so NOT! She follows recipes to the T and it's far and few between that I even find a recipe. She sets the timer when she's mixing a cake! I just guess and mix until it looks good.

My mom taught me how to pray, to read the scriptures, to have faith, to hope, to serve others, to love my spouse. She tried to teach me how to keep the house clean, to keep up on the laundry, to have dinner ready for my husband every night, to make my bed everyday but these things didn't sink in. She loves me for my diversity and rebellious spirit anyway.

She's a natural teacher. It is, in my opinion, one of her greatest talents. I love to listen to her teach the gospel. I love to hear her testimony. I know she's touched many with her testimony and understanding of the gospel. That has become my greatest blessing- the teachings of the gospel from my mom.

She's also a survivor! When she was diagnosed with breast cancer about 5 years ago I prayed hard. I couldn't imagine life without her and I told the Lord that. I was living in Queen Creek at the time and she was still in Tucson. She had begun chemo therapy and her hair was falling out all over the place. I took on the job of shaving her head for her. I remember the drive down to Tucson that day was very short because my thoughts were of her the entire drive down. I told the Lord that if he needed her more to help me understand but that I thought we needed her more in our lives right here. I reasoned with the Lord asking him how her work anywhere else could be any more important than what she can do in and for her family. I pleaded with him to give us more time. Well.....we have it. I love her in my life and in my family's life. I need her. We need her and until it's time for her to go I'm going to get as much out of her as is possible!!!

These are a few of the things that most impress me about my mom.

I love you, mom!

Keys in the Toilet

Here's a long story that nobody cares about.

Yesterday was a lovely day at church. It really was. It was a beautiful day and I was surrounded by wonderful people.

I drove to church so I was responsible for the keys.

After Sacrament I made a pit stop before going into Sunday school. Geoff took my scriptures and went ahead to save me a seat. I went into the bathroom stall, looked around for a place to set my keys and found what I thought was the best place; the top of the toilet tank. What I didn't know was that this tank was slanted just ever so slightly. I put my keys there and began to get ready to use the toilet when all of a sudden the keys went kirplunck! Right into the toilet! They sank right down to the bottom, of course.

I sat there for several minutes with a wrinkled forehead, really just stunned. I rolled my eyes a few times, even thought about swearing. I didn't though (mostly because I was at church not because I don't know any swear words!). I said several "Oh my gosh" es and decided that the only way to remedy the problem was to stick my hand down the toilet and get the keys. Well else would I get them out??? Of course I would've grabbed a plastic bag had that happened at home. Well forget that! I would have bribed Tyler or yelled at Geoff to save me or anything. But no- there was nobody but me. So I did it. Yep- stuck my hand down the toilet, well by the time I got to the keys half of my arm was also in the toilet. YUCK!

I washed up- several times- and scrubbed the keys with soap. Thank goodness there was an ample supply of soap that day.

I went to Sunday school, found Geoff who had saved me a seat and told him I dropped the keys in the toilet. He leaned over and said, "it seems like you've dropped your whole life in the toilet so why not the keys". Yes, it was symbolic.

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Oh Wesley!

So Wesley's cousin was playing football and Wes went to one of his games and came home and said, "mom, I can play because those guys are wimps. I can knock them down". And so we signed Wes up for tackle football. He loved it. He was the tallest on the team and one of the largest so he got to practice some intimidation tactics.
He was awesome! We loved watching his games. We got Grandma Sunny, Papa Boyd, Nanni and Poppy, Aunt Jodi and whoever else we could grab to come watch the games with us. I hope he signs up next season.

May 09

May was a busy month! After the baby blessing Geoff and I celebrated our 15th anniversary on a cruise- our first. My parents watched the kids while we left it all behind for 7 days. We went from Long Beach, CA up the coast and into Canada then back down the coast. When we got to Vancouver we got to rent a car and go see Geoff's grandparents for a quick visit and lunch out on the town. So glad we got to do that! We had a fantastic time together! Here are a few pictures for evidence. The picture of the house is the house that was used in the movie, "Goonies". We walked right up to it! The picture of the other couple were Aaron and Hilary Croft. They shared a dinner table with us every night and the two guys were our awesome waiters. Geoff was able to walk right up to some sea lions napping on the dock. They didn't like to too much and barked at him quite a bit but he got some good pictures for proof.

April 09

In April my mom was an honoree at the "Relay for Life" in Queen Creek. This is a 24 hour walking relay. Those who participate help raise money for a cure for cancer.
They start the entire night with the survivors walking together just after sun down. Geoff, Jodi and I got to join my mom as she walked with the survivors in their "survivor lap". It was really a neat experience. I was really touched to see perfect strangers interlock hands and arms as they walked together no doubt remembering their fight to survive. They had the track field lined with luminaries with names of those who lost their battle. We walked, quietly, remembering not only the struggles our family members went through but what others may have gone through as well as we passed each of those luminaries. It was amazing. Quiet. Reverent.

I love you, mom! Thank you for letting us join you that night. It's something I won't soon forget.

May 09










Then we were off to Georgia- well, I was off to Georgia. Geoff stayed home with the kiddle E dees so I could be with my brother and sister-in-law and their new baby. Adeline's baby blessing was such a fun time! I've got some wonderful pictures and more at:

April 09

We grabbed the family and my parents and headed to Rocky Point for a quick trip to the beach. We had one SUPER FANTASTIC day and then came hell!

The night we got there we found a campground right on the beach and it seemed to be nice. We found a place away from everybody- we like peace and quiet.

By about 7pm the winds started to pick up and so did the partying. We had several EXTREMELY LOUD neighbors. In fact one neighbor had a party with loud Latino music blaring until 3am.

The winds picked up so much that things were blowing off the tent trailer we were camping in! Nobody slept all night. Morning came and we were gathering our belongings from clear down the road. The wind was horrendous! When I lifted my foot to take a step the wind blew off my flip flops. It was awful!

But here are some pictures of our wonderful first day. What a sunset!

Grandpa turned 90!

In February my grandpa turned 90 this year. We had a huge party with friends and family and had such a fun time.

My favorite things about grandpa:

He LOVES chocolate
He LOVES ice cream
He always has candy and soda around the house and in every corner
He's one good looking grandpa
He calls me Les
He can make a coin go from one ear, knock it around in his head and make it come out the other ear. (He wears dentures)
He's been to most of my special events- baptism, graduation, baby blessings, etc.
He gives the best hugs
He loves to tease and be teased
He's a master carpenter- actually just stopped working last year!
He gets emotional telling stories from his past
He has a soft heart
He has a strong testimony
He loves me back!

I'll have to post pictures of him later. The office is in a scramble right now!

February 2009

Alrighty! It's time to get with it. I said I'd start with February- here it goes. Since it's been so long I'm working from memory here so if dates are wrong give me a break people!

I've had the wonderful opportunity to work in Relief Society on a stake level for the past year. I've been able to serve with some wonderful, beautiful women. We went together (minus Tiffany- we missed you!) to Salt Lake City for some training and had so much fun together.
Cristi Martin, Mindy Hall and Tiffany Johnson
Thanks for the fun memories. It was so much fun to work with you ladies. You're awesome! I love your testimonies and spiritual strength. You've all been wonderful examples to me and I love you!