The Week that Gets an F

for fabulous, fascinating fun, food, friends, family, 

Fortunately, the Fun this week started on Tuesday, we may not have been able to stand a Full week of so much Fun.  I flung far meeting these fabulous femmes.  Its was a mixed group with two females from our the first ward in our first house, Nancy and Denise.  Along with a favorite friend, funny Sherri from West Mountain and fabulous Kimi from my art group.

We ate at the art garden, Kimi's daughter's boutique.

Five fun femme fattales fete.  Always sure to cause trouble.

There may or may not have been hats involved.

fabulously fun females foraging.

A few family members fixed for fun

at Eva's voice recital ... I love that she was so determined to sing the song she wanted, though unable to find accompaniment in the style she preferred, she actually learned to play it herself, on the Ukulele. 

Fair and faithful female fingering for friends and family

I brought my aFgan to work on it, and look who else was working on an aFgan.

I guess we're just a fast fingered fabulously fun family.

 Miss Penny transports the Uke ...

and showed us her school dance festival dances back at the house ...

As did Lou.

Wednesday morning I put up THE sign.

and Finally finished fabricating

with a quilt that Denise gave me on Tuesday.

On Wednesday, as part of his work at Darby's, Dad went to lunch with her and ran into one of our 

fun and friendly, fabulous Finnish friends,

Sister Jackie Bethers.

I worked as usual that day.

On Thursday, while walking in the Payson Cemetery, I found this fabulous flagstone marker.  I want a grave marker like this!!

This one was interesting.  We wondered about him and googled him to find that he was a rodeo cowboy, who is in the Rodeo Hall of Fame.  He's from Elkridge.

Then at work a woman came in looking for this swimming suit, sort of a long shot.  It has an amazing story.  Evidently a famous California swim suit designer was a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.  They were building the Los Angeles temple and as a fund raiser she designed this swimsuit, and had Relief Society sisters sew on the sequins by hand.  It was a huge hit, and raised a lot of money for the temple.  How cool is that.  I told the gal I would keep my eye out for one.

Then this lady came in and bought this 'wine press', but told us it is actually a cheese press.  She has made cheese for over 20 years, and she will be doing some wheels of cheese in this.  We learn the coolest things at the antique mall, no wonder I can't seem to give it up.

I hustled home from work to get ready for my book club.  I asked Dad to build a fire so we could use my English toasting forks.

Here's the fun food for fabulous friends.

Here are two of the girls with their toasting forks in hand.

Here are a few of our book club members,

Scott's cousin Cathy had a friend in town for a few days, and wanted to come over and preview the yard sale stuff.  She is also an antique dealer of sorts.  She came by at 9 on Friday,  but I didn't have much of  the stuff out to see.  I showed them some larger items, though.  It was fun to visit with her, I used to love the sale these two did up in Hoytsville, where I met Cathy for the first time.

and this story is about more interesting people I met at the antique mall.  About a month ago a couple came into the mall looking for a toilet.  They said the only one they had been able to find was a working one and it was $40.  This perplexed me, until they explained that they were doing a murder mystery party and needed the toilet for a prop.  The mystery was set in a trashy trailer court, and they needed it for atmosphere, as you see here.  I told them I needed a new toilet and that I would ask my husband to install it for my birthday.  They offered to pay me, but I said I was happy to have it hauled away for free.  They rewarded my generosity, by inviting us to the party.

This is Adrienne, who came into the mall with his wife.

Dad played the part of an old curmudgeon.

 A few fabulously funny friends and family.

This young man was my son, I was a cocktail waitress.

Check out the 'expecting couple' in the front.  The 'preggers' gal's husband was not keen to come, so she got her sister to dress up as his character, it was hilarious.

The next day was the garage sale day.  My sister Joyce and friend Nikki came down to join the fun.  Here are two of my friends who are both doing service missions, Wendy and LaVern.  I wanted this picture because it looks like Dad and I will be serving a service mission too.

And this picture if of antique dealers I met at Treasures, Wendy has retired, but Nikki is still at it.

Dad took several people on tours through the house, but I snapped this picture because she is the sister of one of the Finnish Missionaries Dad served with ... he loves those connects.

Dad managed to cram a set of doors, shown in the first picture and our old porch table, into a former fleaology dealer's car.  It was fun to see her, and she wasted no time in making some money on them.

Great staging, and she has spent a lot of time building up a venue for selling.  Good for her!! The doors and the table were sold by the time I saw this post on Monday.

That night we got together with the Kews and went to J. Kirk Richard's openhouse, or studio stroll as it used to be called.  His work is fabulous, we enjoyed our time.  His work is out of our grasp these days, but both the Kews and we bought some prints.  We do know people who own and treasures some of his works from his more affordable days.

At church on Sunday I was introducing our friends Clark and Ruth Clayson to a new couple.  The couple are from Nephi and Ogden respectively, so I was explaining how original Payson residents, don't think you've lived there very long, unless you were born there.  I introduced the Claysons to them as long time residents.  Ruth mentioned that she had been born just two blocks from where she now lives, and has never lived anywhere else.  Clark told us his great, great grandfather had moved to Payson in 1861, to prove his claim.  His grandfather, William Clayson, on the right, wrote some of the music to some of our hymns.  I wondered if he would have know Dad's Great, Great Grandfather who had settled Mapleton, and googled them together to find that Philo's hymn in the hymn book has an alternate tune that was written by William Clayson.  How fun is that?

We went on a ministering walk after lunch, we started by inviting some neighbors (and shirt tail relatives) to dinner next week.  Then went by the Kews to see what they have been doing in their garden.  The roses above are some of theirs, really splendid specimens, and the white flower is actually a Dogwood tree blossoming.  I didn't even know they grew here.  They found a drought resistant variety.

 Such a sweet birdbath.

and a fabulously feminine fairy.

This is where I first fell in love with this sculpture, which caused me to buy my own, when I had the opportunity.

Here are their great new garden boxes.

Next we took some roses from out garden and put them on Uncle Blaine and Aunt Dorris' grave.  As far as we know, they are our only direct line relatives in the Payson Cemetery.

We walked around and visited with a family from our ward who was also there.  Dad even found a head stone they had been looking for for a half an hour.  He took pictures of a few more distant relatives. (the kind that take marriages to make the connections)

afterwards we headed north to enjoy some fun, family and food.  How fun is Van ... he is so outgoing, and such a chatterbox for someone who is still only 2. 

Spencer made dinner and it was delicious.  Dad loves brussel sprouts, aren't these so pretty.  I haven't had parsnips before, but these with the carrots were just amazing.  Yum,  and then barbecued salmon, need I say more?

Beautiful Cam had gone to bed by the time I remembered to snap a picture.  We had a lovely evening. 

Thanks to all who made our week, which really started with Britt in Idaho, amazing. We love you all, and appreciate all you do to enrich our lives.