I realize I've forgotten how very simple
a little straight-up love can be:
"I am the leg of you."
from: Driving Mr Albert
by: Michael Paterniti
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Thanksgiving 2013
All sorrows are less with bread.
from: Don Quixote
by: Miguel de Cervantes
There can be no doubt that each person who traveled over the river and thru the woods to this grandmothers house for Thanksgiving this year, will have a different take on how the day looked and went. (In fact, it would have been fun to take a survey of adjectives that our visitors would use to describe it.) This is the beauty of family get-togethers I suppose.
The following is my take on the gathering.
There was a great deal of traveling involved with this Thanksgiving. Grandmas try not to worry about all the traveling...there's those highway speeds and driver error and the overall margins for catastrophe in such undertakings. My Mom and Dad, and Joe and Natalie will get this years prize for traveling the longest distances....all the way from St George. (and may I just say it again...It will never cease to amaze me that we can travel the whole length of this great state in just one day...in just a fistful of hours. I still imagine the pioneers and anyone else taking this trek, before the invention of the steam engine... and it took weeks of toil and trouble. Its a marvel that will always marvel.)
Im so grateful that my folks went to the trouble and expense to join us. It would not have been a complete celebration without them. I can only now imagine the adjectives my folks would use to describe their visit here. I think they spent the greater part of their time here in stunned amazement at how much motion and noise can exude from such small little bodies of kinetic energy known as great grandchildren. Mom was ever the busy bee, wanting to help wherever she could and dad was once again the Master Turkey Chef!! Our 29 lb turkey..which quickly became a 30+lb turkey after being stuffed with his prize winning dressing, was once again a divine hunk of white and dark moist meat!! YUM!!! Thanksgiving isnt Thanksgiving without Dad's turkey!!
Gratitude is a paltry word to use when I think about the journey Joe and Natalie took to get here. Over rivers and thru woods was the easy part Im sure..what with 3 rambunctious boys in the back of the mini-van. As far as Im concerned it was 48 hrs. of bliss once they got here. Wishing it could have been longer was fruitless...so Im staying grateful that we had them all at once. To have them under the same roof sharing breakfast, and smiles and making crafty things ...plus their sharing with us their HAPPY,HAPPY news about another beautiful baby joining their family in July was bliss on top of bliss!! My major inroad with this dear family....was holding Beckham with nary a squeal!! In fact I was able to squeeze a sheepish grin from those adorable chubby cheeks!!! Score!!! Another lovely addition that came with Joe and Nat was Natalie's little brother Zac. Oh what a little gentleman that 11 yr old is. We were delighted to share our table with him and to get to know him a little better!!
Next visitor..who I suppose has a legitimate case to plead for the prize for traveling great distances would be sweet Lucie Lou, Davids daughter. Lucie now live in the boondocks of central Nevada. It was quite the drive for David to go and get her. We sure are glad he did though...for Lucie is a gem of a girl and her sweet face added beauty to our Thanksgiving table and celebration!! We are grateful that she gets to stay with us until Sunday!!
Clark and Jenna and Brian and Mericar were the next guest to arrive. Their travels thru woods and over rivers happened in the wee hours of the night...and I missed their actual arrival for I can no longer keep a late night vigil. I didnt hear a peep in fact. I didnt hear the air pump blowing up the air mattress in the very next room. I didnt hear whispers or the goodnight kisses. I guess I was sleeping the sleep of the dead. But oh what fun to have young love under the same roof as ours. What a blessing it is to have such fine young ones amongst us!!
And last, but certainly not least, dear Brent and Kelly and kids arrived, having made the journey from Salt Lake bearing arm loads of goodies and smiles galore!! What a welcomed addition to our our feast!! More beautiful faces at our table and a crockpot full of heavenly yams and leafy greens to boot!! Once again words will not express how welcomed their visit was for us!
Anna and David were perfect hosts. Anna finds great joy and satisfaction in cooking for the masses. Her carrot cake will go down in history along side Grandpa Sharps turkey. Their sweet little Will will be remembered as the 'prince of the ball'. The copious contents of their fridge will always be remembered as satisfying. David acted as the outdoor ringmaster. The kids would follow him anywhere...even when the temps were cold outside!!
So all that was missing from our near perfect Thanksgiving celebration was dear Rob and Chels this year. Traveling over rivers and thru woods just wasnt in the cards for them this year. They were sorely missed. Perfection is a hard thing to achieve...but boy were we close this year!!
The following is time lapse photo/video that clever Clark set up...unbeknownst to me!! It too is near perfection in my eyes. These are the days that sparkle as magnificent gems in our often dull crowns of life.
Thank you all, for coming.
MIMI MONDAY
Even when darkness withholds the shadow from the
sundial, when the main spring winds down so far
that the clock hands hold still as death, time itself
keeps on. The most we can hope a watch to do is mark
that progress. And since time set its own tempo, like a
heart beat or an ebb tide, time pieces dont really keep
time. They just keep up with it, if they are able.
from: Longitude
by: Dava Sobel
Her favorite wish is to grow up to be a cow-girl.
Lucie is her dad's favorite side-kick..taking her to his lab or the mill or the park...they love their time together.
She's growing up so FAST! School starts soon for both she and her dad.
She loves baby Ben and is a good helper when needed.
My favorite image of her is both she and David sitting on the couch, eyes glued to the TV screen as they play some silly Lego/Indiana Jones video game together. They are the team!!
LOVE YOU GIRLY!!
Maybe happiness is this: not feeling like you should
be elsewhere, doing something else, being someone
else. Maybe the current conditions in Switzerland
make it simply easier to "be" and therefore "be happy."
from: Geography of Bliss
by: Eric Weiner
[Italian Early Renaissance Painter, active ca.1500]
Artemisia
1492
Oil on panel, 88 x 46 cm
Museo Poldi Pezzoli, Milan
I finished reading The Passion of Artemisia longing to see some of her work. And here it is!! I'll be searching for more!!
I've been missing Southern Utah...I have friends that do a great job posting what they've been up to down there...without me...sigh. Then I stumbled upon this photo...what a harsh life. Im grateful I wasnt born to be a pioneer; without air conditioning, running water and bug exterminators.
Its been a LONG time since My Builder and I have been to a movie. We stay home and Netflix...but we went to this one...Men In Black III, and I thoroughly enjoyed it! Good choice for us!! Thanks dear.
I bought a bike helmet, for my bike riding adventures. Ben looks way cuter than I under that hat!
Mimi in 1975..with her best friend Judy and her family. Arent the two of us just as foxy as they came!!?? te he Thanks for sharing Jude
Instead we went to the Cashe County Fair..
and saw pigs...goats..sheep..and cattle.
Lucie got her face painted
Ben got to dip his piggies in the stream
I ate homemade french fries
and held My Builders hand.
The highlight for me was..strangely enough... being introduced to McClintock the 2300 lb bull..whom Im told will probably go to Nationals and win!
I was impressed!!
Silly, but it gets the job done.
Tomorrow (Sat) is our first funeral. We are expected to feed 90 people at the luncheon. Gulp. There's nothing like just jumping right in...
Peace
MIMI MONDAY
We now live in an age...called
continuous partial
attention. I love that phrase. It means that while
you are answering your email and talking to your
kid, your cell phone rings and you have a conversation.
You are now involved in a continuous flow of interaction
in which you can only partially concentrate on each.
from: Longitudes and Attitudes
by: Thomas L Friedman
It comes with so many more headaches, but oh so many gagets, that I look forward to learning to use. Working out the kinks, as I attempt to "publish" my monthly newsletter to my 'grands,' is not so pleasant to witness or listen to...but I am determined to learn! Hopefully each month I'll get a little better; a little more polished. Maybe by the time Lachlan's a teenager I'll have it down pat...humph!!!
I now use it almost every day...and Im grateful to my kids and My Builder for such a generous gift!
(please dont mind the hair loss..Im pulling it out in clumps as I learn!!!)
I feel sometimes as if I were a child who opens its eyes on the world
once and sees amazing things it will never know any names for and then
has to close its eyes again. I know this is all mere apparition compared
to what awaits us, but it is only lovelier for that. There is a human beauty
in it. And I cant believe that, when we have all been changed and put on
incorruptibility, we will forget our fantastic condition of mortality and
impermanence, the great bright dream of procreating and perishing that
meant the whole world to us. In eternity this world will be Troy, I believe,
and all that has passed here will be epic of the universe, the ballad they
sing in the streets. Because I dont imagine any reality putting this one
in the shade entirely, and I think piety forbids me to try.
from: Gilead
by: Marilynne Robinson
MIMI MONDAY
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