A Perfect Saturday

This morning at 7 A.M. we had a council meeting for the 2010 Youth Extravagangza. It was incredibly productive. We can feel the unity that is taking place. there was such a sweet spirit present. The thoughts of this production having 4000 youth is somewhat overwhelming. We could only do it under the direction the Lord. Rehearsals will being in January. That will be so thrilling.

This week has been very productive. With the grandson's bringing my Christmas boxes out of the crawl I have started decorating for Christmas. I know, there are those of you that thinking breathing even a note of a Christmas song before Thanksgiving is sacrilegious, however, the meaning and reason for celebrating resides deep in my soul. I love the Christmas season. I could celebrate it all year long. The giving, the lights and the music give me such joy. I am honored to celebrate my Saviors birth.

Each year for twenty-two years I have organized a "Grand Children's Christmas party." This year is no exception. We have done everything from renting a suite at a hotel, swimming in the pool to jumping on the bed and pillow fights. We have gone to Thanksgiving Point, Old Salt City Jail. Gone for rides in the horse and buggy at Temple Square in Salt Lake. Last year I rented a white stretch limo. We picked everyone up at their house, picked up pizzas and traveled from Willard to Layton getting out to enjoy the Christmas Lights.

This year will be different and similar to the year we took the money spent on the kids and bought Christmas for a single mom and her six kids. We took the gifts, including food for their Christmas dinner to them singing "We Wish You A Merry Christmas" on their front porch. When asked the kids have said that it was their favorite. This year we are having Thanksgiving at Lindsay and Kay's. We will be doing quilts to give to a charity. Of course the kids will want to help tie them. Then on December 19th we will meet here at 8:30 A.M. to head to St. Ann's Soup Kitchen. As a group we will prepare lunch and serve it to the homeless. After cleaning up Mary at the center will take us on a tour. At this time we will present them with the quilts we made. Spare ribs will be simmering in the oven at our home where we will then feed our sweet grandchildren. I am in hopes that the contrast will touch their hearts forever. Oh, and by the way, don't let the secret out. the kids never know where they are going until we are there.

GRANDSONS ARE AWESOME

Not wanting to do the traditional “Christmas Drama” with hubby, I made a request for my sweet grandsons to come and help me get the Christmas lights on the fence before it snows again.  They were so happy to help me, Lukas brought his friend Tyler.  Our crawl space is quite miserable for adults to walk hunched over in but with smaller people they are much younger and endure it well. Noah is always a willing worker but today didn’t relish his older brothers supervision.  As Joshua and I hung lights on the railings of the front porch he inquired of me if everything was alright? Mind you, this kid is fourteen, a teenagers.  They are not suppose to think outside the box, as they are usually the only one in that box.  I told him that I was sad about “Little Girl,” my 2001 PT Cruiser. Last Saturday I left her in the driveway for the snow to melt off.  Karl left to go help Joe and Joshua do the wiring in the basement when Karl backed into her. He felt terrible.  I knew the damage was serious but not enough to be totaled.  I’ll know tomorrow.  I know you shouldn’t place a lot of value and sentiment in material objects, however, I have love this car from the moment I saw the first prototype at the car show in 1999.  I bought Little Girl is January of 2000.  Eight months later on 9-11 I was t-boned and received $6,000 in damages. This is the third fender bender and I thought for sure that I would just get a new paint job and radiator and she would be good as new.  Anyway, Josh was so sad for me.  A few minutes later in asked me if I needed a hug.  Wow, how lucky can one person be. Thank you, thank you, thank you sweet boys for helping this “crazy in love with Christmas lady” out.  Kudos!

 

This Is A Keeper, Worth Every Minute…….

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Kami Henderson Seward i have the BEST mom in the world!! joe and i both had to be to work early this morning so she came down, got the kidos off to school and then spent the rest of the day DEEP cleaning my kitchen. yep, even took down all the foo-foo stuff above my cupboards/pantry and washed it ALL!! THANX MOM!!!!! thanx for filling in all the holes of my crazy life with love and support! LOVE YOU!!

When It come To Grandson’s, I have the Best!

This afternoon we were invited to Thatcher so that Karl could go pheasant hunting with Ryan, and his dad Lindsay, to celebrate Ryan’s birthday Monday.  He wanted me to go but my heart has never been into seeing any animal or fowl being killed.  I know they do it for food but I chose to stay at Lindsay’s house and read.  I just started Dan Brown’s “The Last Symbol.” It is proving to be thought provoking an as usual contains words far beyond my lack of phonic skills to pronounce.  Never the less I get the meaning and hang in there.  While reading I  received a call from Amanda wondering if she could come over and felt her dappointment when I told her where I wasn’t home.  Joshua asked to talk to me. He wanted to spend the night and of course the answer was yes.

I love my grandchildren with all my heart and saying no doesn’t happen too often. At this late hour I will say goodnight but it was worth it.  Just think, he would rather be cuddled on the couch with his grandma and grandpa than out with the boys. That is quite remarkable for a 14 year old.  He is such a love.

Want To Join the “Passionate Patriots?”

  Tonight Karl and I attended a home meeting with Mayor Matt Godfrey.  He taught us that it doesn’t take an army to make a difference.  In the ten years he has been mayor very few rational, prepare, civil adults have attend Ogden’s council meetings.  But  when they do they can change the course of history.

    For forty plus years I have been enthralled with politics.  It all stared in my early twenties with the reading of  W. Cleon Skousen’s book “The Naked Capitalist.”  At that time most people saw this man as a racial.  Now in this day you see his work nearly as prophesy.  Perhaps my small contribution to the cause will not change the events of the world, but in the grand scream of things, how can I not try.

    A few of us tonight vowed that we would ban together and pay attention to the governing body of our community.  We will support grass roots causes like home daycare and home schooling.  Things that women and mothers feels  passionate  about.  Please come join us.