Busy Lives, Part One
We've been BUSY the last couple of weeks. Sometimes I scratch my head and wonder what I could possibly blog about. Tonight I can see that this entry would be far too long if I tried to cover all of the happenings in one sitting. I don't want to bore everyone, nor do I want to spend too long at the computer. So, I'll hit a couple of high points right now, then return to this spot later in the week to finish up. How's that for a threat?
Cresting the Hill? Nah! Just Getting Started
Mike had a birthday not quite a week ago. While most people would consider forty-six middle-aged, Mike is convinced he's going to live at least as long as his Grandpa Young, who just turned 98 three months ago. If that prediction is true, Mike hasn't even hit the halfway point of his life yet. It will be three or four more years before he crests the hill of middle age and officially becomes "over the hill." We shall see. (My only fervent hope is that he outlive me, but I've learned that life is pretty unpredictable in that regard.)
My good husband requested that we keep his birthday pretty low-key this year. When I asked him what he wanted for gifts, he said, "New golf clubs for you. . . and a new kitchen." My golf clubs were stolen from our open garage sometime in the last few months--SAD! While the weather hasn't really been warm enough to hit the links consistently yet this year, he can see that I'll need new clubs if he wants a golfing partner. Also, since we are in the process of planning a kitchen remodel, I think he keeps hearing "cha-ching" too often and would love it if we put the drain plug back in the checking account. We did buy him a few small presents, but we honored his wishes and kept it pretty simple. (I predict the golf clubs may show up for Mother's Day.)
Matt made some delicious carrot cake with cream cheese frosting cupcakes for the big day. We knew Karen and Andrew were coming later in the week for the wedding of one of Karen's college roommates, and she already had a cake in mind that she wanted to make. (Where did all these baking offspring come from?! I struggle some years just to get a cake made from a box.) Anyway, we had a nice dinner together, opened a very few presents, and ate yummy cupcakes. It made for a nice family home evening.
There are more Young happenings to cover--prom, track, Miller time--but tonight I'll leave this as is. More later in the week. . .
We've been BUSY the last couple of weeks. Sometimes I scratch my head and wonder what I could possibly blog about. Tonight I can see that this entry would be far too long if I tried to cover all of the happenings in one sitting. I don't want to bore everyone, nor do I want to spend too long at the computer. So, I'll hit a couple of high points right now, then return to this spot later in the week to finish up. How's that for a threat?
Cresting the Hill? Nah! Just Getting Started
Mike had a birthday not quite a week ago. While most people would consider forty-six middle-aged, Mike is convinced he's going to live at least as long as his Grandpa Young, who just turned 98 three months ago. If that prediction is true, Mike hasn't even hit the halfway point of his life yet. It will be three or four more years before he crests the hill of middle age and officially becomes "over the hill." We shall see. (My only fervent hope is that he outlive me, but I've learned that life is pretty unpredictable in that regard.)
My good husband requested that we keep his birthday pretty low-key this year. When I asked him what he wanted for gifts, he said, "New golf clubs for you. . . and a new kitchen." My golf clubs were stolen from our open garage sometime in the last few months--SAD! While the weather hasn't really been warm enough to hit the links consistently yet this year, he can see that I'll need new clubs if he wants a golfing partner. Also, since we are in the process of planning a kitchen remodel, I think he keeps hearing "cha-ching" too often and would love it if we put the drain plug back in the checking account. We did buy him a few small presents, but we honored his wishes and kept it pretty simple. (I predict the golf clubs may show up for Mother's Day.)
Matt made some delicious carrot cake with cream cheese frosting cupcakes for the big day. We knew Karen and Andrew were coming later in the week for the wedding of one of Karen's college roommates, and she already had a cake in mind that she wanted to make. (Where did all these baking offspring come from?! I struggle some years just to get a cake made from a box.) Anyway, we had a nice dinner together, opened a very few presents, and ate yummy cupcakes. It made for a nice family home evening.
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| Evidently, Adam didn't get the memo to wear orange. |
I realized this weekend while Karen and Andrew were here that it's different with another female in the house. That's probably a subject for a different post, but I do love my boys! All three of them take such good care of me and make me feel like a queen. How could anyone NOT love these guys?
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| Twenty-four years with me and still smiling. |
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My always lovable goofball, Matt. |
I love them all like crazy, but I actually LIKE them as well. They keep me laughing and smiling and enrich my life immeasurably. I'm a lucky woman.
Elder Matt
There have been other fun things that have happened recently, but since the grandparents are the focus audience of this blog, I thought they might want some pictures of today's events. Matt was ordained an elder this morning, and while I know both sets of grandparents wanted to be here, I know they're both where they're supposed to be right now. We felt their support long-distance. I thought I'd send some Sunday morning pictures to help them feel involved.
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| Looks like he could enter the MTC tomorrow--WOW! |
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| Neither of the grandpas could be here, so we felt super blessed that Andrew was here to help in the ordination. I love my son-in-law! |
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So glad Karen and Andrew could be here! We lucked out and scheduled it for when they would be here for the wedding of Karen's college roommate. Rachel gets to come home NEXT weekend when one of her friends gets married. |
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| Me and the boys. I am one lucky woman! |
There are more Young happenings to cover--prom, track, Miller time--but tonight I'll leave this as is. More later in the week. . .
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