... and another week flies by ... I got the third of the chests done on Monday.
Here it is in context.
I worked on Tuesday, and then we had pizza with Nadine and watched this fun Halmark movie.
Dad did some shopping that made him happy on Wednesday while I was at work ...
Then he picked me up from work and took me to Art and Soup in Sandy. Its been going for 36 years, and its a fund raiser for Community Nursing Services.
This portrait was done by Heather Olsen
Here I am with her.
This is by Kristen Tye, our half-Finn friend and niece of the current Finnish Misson President.
This painting is by Kate Jarvik Birch ...
I saw it when she was painting it and liked it better than the others she had for sale.
Here we are.
Joan Ellsworth painted this lovely scene. It looked like an illustration for a Hamish McBeth book I had just read. I asked if she was related to Pat Alder Ellsworth, one of the 8 girls I ran around with in High School. It turns out she and Pat married brothers. How fun is that?
Here I am with Joan.
This is a limited print by Brekke Sjoblom.
This Uintahs painting is by Katheryn Stott Buxton.
These two limited edition block prints were by Tamia Wardle. The red one is one she carved to print on a piece of clothing she made herself, and then for fun made a couple of paper prints. We thought they both had a Finnish/Scandinavian look.
Here we are well fed both body and soul.
I worked on Thursday too, and Dad made himself handy by cleaning out the freezer in our bedroom fridge.
Look at Dad's squeeze pops frozen in the ice. More than half the capacity of the little freezer was filled with ice. Thank goodness our side by side in the kitchen is frost free.
Spoiler alert: Defrosting proved fatal for our little fridge. On Sunday we discovered its demise.
I'd been working on the house and decor for my book club meeting all week. I painted this bear to look like a polar bear and hooked him up to a sleigh. It was all to honor the book we had read, The Cruelest Miles. The story of the dog sled race to deliver diphtheria antitoxin to Nome Alaska, 100 years ago this year, in 1925.
The table with the food added and included things eaten by the early Alaskan settlers. There were seaweed/salmon tarts, northern berries with whipped cream and famous Alaskan no bake chocolate/oatmeal snowball cookies. (shown on the sled)
Here are the girls in place ... Sandy, Heather, Carolyn, KD, Lilly, Judy and Melinda.
I told them how my Aunt LaRee came to marry a judge in Alaska, who died after 25 years of marriage. He had written to the Church Patriarch Eldrege G Smith, asking if he knew any nice women. They corresponded and then he came to SLC and they were married in the temple there.
I found a 20 minute talk he gave to a community group, and found that he had once passed a law in a town where he was established that kept the mushers (Dog sledders with their dogs) off the sidewalks in town.
On Friday I went to an estate sale early and then went to work at the Grove later, for a four day work week for me. They had 'papered this bathroom wall', with prints of Norman Rockwell paintings. I thought it looked very nice.
After I left the sale, I went by the temple site and got this picture.
While I was at work, Dad went to Merrill Carter's funeral. He had worked at the temple with him in both Provo and Payson. I also know Merrill's son Jeff Carter who did the glass work in our Payson house, excepting the stained glass, and was a dealer in Treasures for many years.
That day was the 7 year anniversary of arriving hoe from our first mission.
On Saturday we cleaned out the car, and loaded outdoor items into the van to be taken to the antique mall next week.
We rewarded ourselves by going to see Little Women at the Hale in SLC. It was a musical, and we mostly enjoyed it.
Here's Dad, far left as we watch the play in the steeply stepped theater.
Of course, we taught Primary this morning and got to say hi to Davin when he brought by our Indian Food, that we forgot to pick up the day before.