Crowsfeet Cabin!

We moved into our new Bear Lake Cabin on just up the hill from the Ideal Beach Resort. Can't wait to share it with you as we make some memories together!

I Love to Wander in the Mountains...

We did it! Two neighbor friends and I set out early Thursday morning for a 16.4 mile hike! Ben Lomond is gorgeous! I loved the variety of pines, quakies, sagebrush and wildflowers all along the way. The peak was breath-taking and I felt lucky to be above the soupy atmosphere below. The descent home got a little hot and tiring, but well worth the effort and sore muscles! Ahhhh!

strawberry failure

I love strawberries. I love the pinkish red vibrancy of color, their 'love-ly' heart shape, and the cute little spiky crop of green hair atop each one. I even love the seeds as I tongue them out of my juicy strawberry washed teeth. In the spring, I pick the first available ones up at the market and don't stop eating until the last of the freezer jam is used up!
One spring morning I was typing at my transcription desk in the physical therapy office when my lips started to tingle for no apparent reason. In a matter of moments I felt them swell until I could barely talk. Not only did my lips swell, but my feet and hands did too. I removed my wedding ring just before it became a turniquet of it's own accord! I had to shed the shoes too! "Bhat's habbebing to be? Call the doctor!" My fellow secretary phoned and I padded, shoeless, to the building next door to try to discover the reason my body was hot, swollen and feeling like I'd combust at any moment! The doc grilled me about any previous allergies, any changes in laundry soap, diet, or environment at home. Nothing rang a bell until he mentioned eating strawberries. "Dot any bore than ebery sbreeg!" He injected me with an anti-inflammatant and then sent me home with a prescription for more to be taken orally. Later that day my legs and abdomen became covered with rashy hives, I was feverish and generally a mess! Besides all that, I couldn't stop feeling heartsick that my favorite summer treat could be causing all this! Then it dawned on me that the previous week for Secretary's Day we were all honored by our boss with a basket of smell-good Plumeria flavored body wash, after bath splash, and luxurious lotion which I'd gratefully used very liberally. Aha! That's it! Back to my boring Dial soap and two weeks later I was finally feeling normal again. "Whew!" Strawberries were still on my list!
I started to grow strawberries not long ago in our garden. We'd had pretty good luck years before in grow boxes in our other home. We beefed up the garden with good soil, planted the giant variety in neat happy rows. My friend had told me to pluck off the first year's blossoms to give the plants a good head start. I did so and patiently waited for the harvest the second year. Layne fixed the sprinkler head to reach the strawberries daily and I was diligent with weekly Miracle Gro treatments. The plants reached their dark green leaves sprinkled with perky white blossoms skyward and I dreamed of an amazing yield. Wrong! Come spring some of the plants did produce respectable strawberries but most came out puny and sour.
This year, I chose a different source for my gardening info and learned that foilage loves frequent water and fertilizer. No wonder the beautiful display. But to see the fruits of our labors we have to water deeply, fertilize only at the very beginning of the spring, let the first year plants do their thing because they produce the best berries and get rid of the oldest plants each year.
I decided berries and people are pretty similar. They need only a little push (fertilizer) from the experts (teachers and parents), a LOT of deep water (caring and love) and a chance to grow (don't pinch them off and discourage them in their youth). They definitely require patience and pruning and they grow better if you share them each year. When they're old, you have to let them go!
I'm slow to learn but NEXT year I'll make you a strawberrry pie!

River Man!

Layne was a great help at camp. Besides being our Priesthood chaperone he helped erect tents daily, accompanied our many camp songs on his guitar and he has a 'mean' rowing arm! Thanks, Babe

Rock Star Fay

My latest fire to put out (following close on the heels of preparing the yard for a wedding at the end of May) is getting ready for YW Camp in a few weeks. I'm the director three years running, and feeling older with each attempt! I DO love young women, love camping, and love being silly and so I guess it's a good fit for me for now. This year we are following the YW/YM scripture theme found in Mosiah 5:15. Therefore, I would that you should be steadfast and immovable, always abounding in good works. That Christ, the Lord God Omnipotent may seal you his. I love this scripture. In this unsteady world, it is more important that ever that young people know what their values are and stand firm. Our song is Like the Stars- a wonderful new LDS pop hymn that reminds us to be close to our Heavenly Father by being as steadfast as the North Star, and rock solid in Christ! Our fun song is to the tune of the Queen song We Will Rock You with new words.
Lady you're a star gonna go far, standin' ever steadfast and immovable!
Ya gotta a smile on your face, you're leavin a trace, spreadin good works all over the place! Singin' we will, we will Rock YOU!
Know just what we should do, could do, showin' all the world that we're immovable.
We got love in our heart, Doin' our part. Hold th'iron rod right from the start.
Singin' we will, we will rock you!

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

Every time the kids are around it's a party, but this is the first time we'll have a sleepover with all the kids new slumber bags! Wanna come?

Gettin' Wet with the Boys

We had a fun "Cuzzin' Camp" at the beautiful Clearfield Pool. It was amazing to romp through the lazy river whirlpool, trip under buckets, fountains and sprayers attached to the kid friendly water playyard, and whoosh down the big yellow slide with a grandkid atop my lap. Love it!

Back to the Real World

I had such a fun week in Vegas but I must admit, I got a little tired of "the bling" that surrounded us all week on all sides! I'm a sort of glad that our girl Jill gets to go back to being Miss Utah. She will always be a winner in our eyes and will do much good wherever she goes!

Go Jill!

Here's a photo of my friends Karen and Miss Utah Jill Stevens and a card I made to pass around to the other groupies!

Groupie Gram

I have to confess, I have become a groupie! My dear friend Karen who serves in the Tabernacle Choir is the mother of Miss Utah, Jill Stevens. Since I love Jill, too, and since I love the cute young man Brad who grew up on our neighborhood that she is dating, and since I can't think of anything more exciting than Miss America in the middle of the bleak winter...I have become a dyed in the wool Groupie! I follow every detail of Jill's varied speaking engagements, dress, hair, swimsuit, and funding dilemmas during my carpool rides to Choir. I Google Jill Stevens, GI Jill, Miss America, etc and watched tons of video clips, read articles and commentary all regarding our darling soldier/marathoner/RN/pageant contender. Layne and I cuddle up with treats and the TLC Channel at Grandma Ottley's house every Friday night for the Miss America Reality Check Show. I went to lunch the other day with the strangers/now friends who I'll be riding with to Las Vegas to attend the pageant in person! My kids think I've gone crazy, but the truth is, I really think this little blond cutie has what it takes to be Miss America. I would like someone of her brains, brawn and beauty for our country's girls to look up to. She has something to say and I hope she gets the chance to say it to the whole country. If not, it's been a fun ride. Her life, and the life of we groupies...sigh, will go on AP (after pageant). I honestly think we'll all be better for having taken notice!

The Visiting Teaching Don't Be Pokey

My RS is having a VT workshop this week and I was asked to do a silly something to encourage the sisters to do their VT early in the month. Even though I haven't done mine yet this month, I did make up new words to the familiar Hokey Pokey:here goes...

The Visiting Teaching Don’t Be Pokey
(sung to the tune of The Hokey Pokey)

By the 5th you’ve made your contact, by 15th you’ve (done the date,
(five fingers arc across body, three hand claps)
By the 20th you report it, 25th it’s kinda late!
(pop 10 fingers twice, high five fingers then throw away)
But, you DO it, don’t be pokey, and you’ll turn some lives around.
(shake a chiding finger, both hands victory ‘V’ as your turn a circle)
That’s what it’s all about!
(slap knees twice, clap twice, victory ‘V’s)

Jump right in and serve your sisters, put your shoulder to the wheel.
(big jump foward, alternate shoulder shrugs)
Add a little elbow grease and then you’ll see how good you feel!
(elbows flapping twist)
Just DO it, don’t be pokey, and you’ll turn some lives around.
(shake a chiding finger, both hands make victory ‘V’ as you turn a circle)
That’s what it’s all about!
2 knees, 2 claps, V’s

You put your head in (know your ladies), You take your nose out (no gossiping)
tip you head way forward, grab your nose and take it out
You throw your whole heart in and then you shake it all about!
hands to heart then throw them forward in the champion shake
You DO it, don’t be pokey, and you’ll turn some lives around.
shake a chiding finger, both hands make victory ‘V’ as you turn a circle
That’s what it’s all about!
2 knees, 2 claps, V’s

You do your Vis’ting Teaching, you do your Vis’ting Teaching,
hand jive i.e., 2 knees, 2 claps, hands cross over R / L, fists R /L, thumbs up R/L
You do you Vis’ting Teaching, THAT’S WHAT IT’S ALL ABOUT!
both hands ‘Vs’ with turn, knees, claps, V’s

Oh, yeah!!!!
Victory V’s high and shake