Groundhog Day 2012

I juet love the "ping" and "pop" of jar lids sealing . . . I this morning I finally made the cranberry applesauce I have been planning to do for the last few weeks (months maybe?). Time seems to really be getting away from me these days! I am still trying to get last year's photos and annual letters out (maybe this week).

They have cut hours at work, which is hard on the budget, but good because I think I need to take a break and just breathe a bit. Maybe I can even catch up on some long-delayed projects.

Last week there were several big emotional stressors for me - I got an upsetting email from someone that I could not respond to for clarification until much later in the week (it had me quite worried), a couple of days later, a friend's 18 YO son was involved in a major car accident (he remains on life support), the day after the accident I was at work and called to help with a 1 week old baby who wasn't breathing. Two of those issues have resolved with very good outcomes, and I wasn't really "directly involved" other than emotional support for others in these crisis, but it still seemed a lot for me to process all at once. We continue praying for my friend and her family.

The swans are still in town and I snapped this picture last week as we drove past their field. I hope to get a few better pictures of them before they head back to the tundra.

Ron and I are planning a trip to the Temple on Saturday and we will get see our grand-daughters then too. I'm not even sure they will recognize us . . . We don't see them very often because everyone leads such busy lives and our schedules don't seem to mesh very often.

Hope all is well where you are.

The true face of our family. . .

A couple of weeks ago we were finally able to get everyone in the family in the same place at the same time long enough to get a few family pictures taken. . .
Here is the family we HOPE to portray to the world-

 

This is probably a more realistic picture of who we are-

WT Strikes North of the 49th!

This is my thumb after nearly 4 hours waiting in the ER and shortly before getting 5 stitches in it today.

For those that don't know, my grandfather Wilford T. was always slicing, dicing and abrading himself somehow. Those genes appear to be alive and well in my mother and me. This morning, shortly after Ron left, I was washing dishes when a glass platter broke in my hands and sliced my thumb a tad. I *did* have a lot of things planned for today. . . well, there goes that! I had to call Ron and ask him if he was able to come take me to the hospital as it is hard to hold pressure and drive at the same time. . .oh well, It was a beautiful day for a drive (even a short one) and the swans always make me smile as we go past them in their field.