This is a quiet book I started when my son was one. He's getting married in two months. Goodness sake. My daughter finished it up during a recent visit. Before I send it on its way to hush up Charlie in Maryland, I'm recording its existence for posterity. It's been an odyssey--not the making of the book--the 26 years it spans.
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Sunday, August 24, 2008
And THAT my friends is the absolute truth. Announcing the engagement of Miss Season Purcell and Mr. Thomas Giles! The wedding will take place in the Las Vegas Temple on November 1, 2008. We're all rapt with anticipation and hope any and all will feel free to join us for the gala. The two met in Rexburg at BYU-Idaho four years ago and then reconnected via FaceBook in the last year. The only downside of the whole affair is that Thomas lost a $50 bet to Jordan as to who would be the last one married. Small price to pay...
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Day 6 of our RoadTrip! Came in as #1 Favorite activity when we voted at the end. What these pictures don't show is some of us going in for a swim when the Snake River got more calm. I had a demon of time getting back in the boat! Picture trying to swing your leg about 4 feet in the air over a greased beach ball to hoist yourself up 4 feet and back into the boat! Apparently it was more fun to watch than attempt because EVERYONE in the boat (including the Chinese who one would have thought would be more genteel) had tears streaming down their faces.
Paco came home from the fair today with this surprise. He told me to follow him to the truck, close my eyes, and hold out my hand. Snikeys! Wool from a couple of black sheep! Not only that, but an invitation to attend a Dutch oven dinner in Geneva (not Switzerland. All of Bear Lake's hamlets have exotic European names. I think the settlers were homesick in a BIG way) where I will receive bags and bags of.....drum roll.......llama wool!!!! I guess I'll...wash it? Card it? Grind it into flour? I don't know. Stay tuned. Look for pictures of smashing handknit mittens next winter. My wool deliverer also offered an early Christmas present--wool carders. Does it get any better?
Saturday, August 9, 2008
Feeling lower than bugspit for neglecting this blog. I did 4 weeks of summer school classes in Idaho Falls, 3 weeks of a major fantastic roadtrip, and one week of company. With just two weeks left of my summer vacation I can do one of two things: scream and run naked into the field because the summer just went toooooo darn fast or pack each day left so full that it begs for mercy. Actually I fell off a stepstool yesterday. As I came crashing and twisting down to a pathetic heap on the floor, my life flashed before my eyes. Well, not my life really--just the possibility that I had "laid myself up" for the remainder of the holiday!!! And did THAT ever frost me! But fortunately today I seem to be walking with only minimal ankle discomfort, and even though my neck is stiff I think I'm going to pull through! (the crowd cheers...) Hey about this major road trip. I'll be posting some random pictures but until then allow me to recount some highlights: Raft trip down the Snake River outside of Jackson Hole, dragging my travelmates away from Old Faithful before it erupted (even though they'd traveled 1500 miles to see it) because we were going to be late for the Bar J Wranglers (where incidentally we were served a very mediocre chuckwagon dinner. If you're considering it, don't), zip-lining at the Olympic Village in Park City, UT, hot air balloon ride over Sonoma Wine Country (mahvelous!!!!), walking over the Golden Gate Bridge twice, Yosemite (yes and YES and YESSSSSS again!!!), 13 hours in Disneyland, seeing not one not two not three not four but FIVE cousins, bodysurfing in Malibu, Wicked at the Plantages, Grand Canyon at sunset AND sunrise, Cirque du Soleil Beatles Love show in Las Vegas (drop whatever you're doing and sell whatever you need to to go), and a good soul-cleansing 12 hour Greyhound trip. There you go--highlights. Pictures to follow. Thanks to Eileen and Cathie --who always add a decidedly Eastern influence to my life--and Lana--who is the well-matched Pancho to my Don Quixote. Pictures to follow. An early-in-the-trip camera mix-up made me dependant on my compadres for pictures. Not to worry. I hope I haven't lost readers. "Come back!!! I was going to make espresso!" (from Young Frankenstein. I see they're doing that on Broadway.)