Nenna and Ninian

    We started our week with Nenna getting her tonsils and adenoids removed.

Here's our so brave girl.

And this book lead to the discovery that we have an ancestor named Ninian, in fact two, father and son.

So let me tell you the story.  This gal, Maud, was the youngest of a big family in England, she was so much younger than them that she called her parents grandparent names. Her Dad she called the Great G, and her mother she called Nana.

She kept a Diary of the things she did each day, and made drawings of herself and her friends doing them.  This was in the 1800's  She even took art lessons so her drawings would be better.  It's been fun to read what a single lady did with her friends, and the adventures she had.  One day as I was reading it, I wondered if anyone had ever done her temple work.  I had her birthdate, place and death date too, also with her parents names it was no problem to find her on the Family Search Ap ... the funny thing is that all her siblings had had their work done, but she, who had been baptized had never had her endowment, nor that she been sealed to her parents, though her siblings had.  I also knew that if I was related to her, I could do her work.  I checked that out and found out that ...

 I was actually related to her husband, which is close enough for me to do her work.  She married an older man in her late 30's and had 3 children.

Ninian Stewart, a royal line, was my 8th great grandfather.  He and his wife had 14 children. But my favorite part is that he was born in 1617 and died in 1717 and you know that 17 is my favorite number.

Also, Dad's kilt is the Royal Steward Plaid.  How cool is that?

We printed off the work to be done at the temple.

I was able to do my Sister Julie's Initiatory work.  I also did Maud's endowment, then I was proxy for her to be sealed to her husband and parents.  We were there all afternoon. 

Afterwards we bought some popsicles to take to Nenna, as she was at home that day. She looks good, but has some healing still to do.

I notice the cool rainbow stickers on their living room window and they told me how they make rainbows in the kitchen nook as the sun goes down.  They were nice enough to send me pictures later that day.  I LOVE it.

Then I noticed the rainbow in my living room that night.  So much fun.  Hope you get feeling better very soon Miss Nenna.

And how cute is this other granddaughter this week.  I wonder if its a Rainbow Trout ....   hahahahaha.

I just wanted to send you this adorable mushroom salad.  The tops are radish halves with carved out dots, and mozzarella stems, the carrots stars are adorable too.

On Wednesday when I was at work, it officially began ... Dad spent hours cutting down a rose bush almost behind the garden house ... he filled the garbage can ...

and cleared a line in the undergrowth for the cement foundation for the memory wall we are making from the garden house to the fence ... I can hardly believe it, we have been collecting bricks, stones, slabs, etc to build it, for more than 10 years.  The memory wall will enclose our secret garden.

On Thursday morning, I went kayaking with Ann and Kathy again.  They were headed out for a hike on Friday morning when we usually go.

After work that night, I picked up my friend Judy and we headed back to Salem Pond, where we held our book club in the pavilion there.  We had read Home Coming by Kate Morton.

Also, that day Trevor was in Atlanta on his 57th trip for his job at YouScience where he has worked for almost 11 years.

Speaking of jobs, I was at my second job on Friday.  I do just one day a month there, and this was it.  I reworked my booth, as you see.  Sales this month have been fabulous. 

I sold this children's story book that day, which was funny, because ....

I finally brought in this 1880's Staffordshire Little Red Riding Hood, and the picture I paired it with for 15 years.  I took them into Treasures earlier this week, then took them back home.  I just couldn't do it.  Then I put on my big girl pants and actually took them into the Grove on Friday.

Dad ran by the high school this week and it was gone.  They've been promising bricks, and posting about it, but they are gone by the time we get there.  We'll see, and if I never get there at the right time, I will remind myself that I do have the bricks from the Seminary building.

Ashley and Andy celebrated their 27th anniversary on Friday.  Here are some pics from the Disc Golf Trip last week.

I was watching a Marco Polo with Barb, who is babysitting her grandson Emry.  I thought I'd check out how much he looks like my brother Emory.

Not as much as I thought, but I can see a bit.

I went garaging on Saturday and got to meet Ray Wilson.  He lives up by Peteetneet, and was part of selling off his folks' estate on the corner of 3rd N and 2nd W.  I noticed a lot of cool rocks in the yard and he said they all came from Wayne County, around Fish Lake and other communities, as his mother lived there as a child.

LaVern just showed up, so I thought I'd get a picture of her and Rays wife, Colleen. Then Ray told me I could have any of the rocks I liked.  Then he said at home he had some bricks from the old Nebo Tabernacle, if I wanted some.  Then I got Dad and we went over there he also gave us a piece of sandstone from when Peteetneet replaced weathering window seals.  YES!

Then we met Becca and Brady at a house they are selling for your cousin Matt and his wife Brianna here in Payson.  We got to have fun watching them do some stagings.  This is the bed.

With bedding and a real estate model.

Hauling in a table and chair ...

You go girl!

Some of the boards on this deck were broken out, and Dad worked his magic.

He's the best.

That night Dad shared this Romantic Comedy with me that he had liked earlier in the week.  He thought it was a bit like Mama Mia.

In Primary today, the kids gathered around a faux campfire and sang songs and told stories.

Sister Harmon had borrowed one of my pioneer outfits for the event.  I got to sit with some of my favorite kids from my class last year.  It was pretty sweet.

And last of all, we drove out to Tooele to see Joyce.  They moved her Wednesday, but with me working 3 days, and then having a very full Saturday it was our first time.  She seems so much stronger and so much herself.   I don't think it will be long before she is back home.