For McKennah

Hey Fetito,
It's been a while since I posted a little something for one of you kids...I just wanted to tell you how much I love you and how lucky I feel to be your aunt. You have grown into quite the fine young lady and I am proud of you and all your accomplishments. You have many talents given to you and it is a blessing to be able to watch you grow and develop the amazing gifts you have been given. I hope you know that I think the world of you. Here's a little jaunt down memory lane in the form of pictures.

Oquirrh Mountain Temple

Wednesday I had the opportunity of serving as an usher at the temple's open house that evening. It is a beautiful building. The best thing about that night was the fact that the tours stopped coming through rather early and there were several times that night I felt like I had the entire temple to myself. That is quite an amazing feeling.










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Memorial Day

Memorial Day was a wonderful day. Here is pictoral evidence of that fact...












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The Dress

For those of you curious about the dress comment made in my previous post, permit me now to clarify.

I was asked to be an usher at the Oquirrh Mountain Temple Open House. No denim allowed. Crap! Previous to Friday afternoon, I owned NO dresses...so...I went shopping. I purchased non-denim Sunday items. There. Now I can go to the open house properly attired.

Life is good.

Relief is in Sight

Neat freaks everywhere: Heave huge sighs of relief!
Okay...Really, I'm heaving huge sighs of relief because Chaos, a recent visitor to my household, is packing up his bags and getting ready to leave. The desk and book shelves have been assembled and books actually put upon them, cables have been hooked up to the computer, TV, and DVR. Floors have been vacuumed. Hallways have been cleared away. Laundry has been done. Dishes will be done. Surfaces are cleared. I can breathe! Ahhh. As my mom always said, "A place for everything and everything in its place." A sound bit of wisdom from my sage mother.

Now all I have to do is go dress shopping...but that is a subject for an entirely different blog post.

Twister

Our house is still a disaster. This is the result of redecoration. I know that everythig will be put back in its proper place and that when it is, it will look amazing. Until then, I must live in the aftermath of the redecorating twister that has hit our house.








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Paint Layer the First

The first coat of paint (the color is called contemplation) is nearly complete. It looks good!

I made sure to get a little contrast so you can see how cool it looks.


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Let the Renovations Begin

I came home from work yesterday ready to sit on the couch and watch a little TV before going off to do better things. It was not to be. The remodeling of said TV room ceased all notions of rest and relaxation. Where there was a striped wall, there are two coats of primer. The room is a shambles. I will probably go insane. I hope you will all remain friendly as I descend into cluttery madness. When all is done, the room will be comfy and cozy once again; probably even more than it was previously.






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Mother's Day

I went to see my mom on Sunday. I brought the gifts to her and the mission was accomplished. She cried. She always cries when we spoil her. She deserves to be spoiled. Every mother does, especially my mother. She raised 9 children to be strong, independent people who use their god given talents to bless the lives of others.

My cute mom! I love you!



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