What a week, and it all started with the Payson Onion Days 5K at 7:00 A.M. on Labor Day morning. And our runners are Davin, Mckenna, Dad, Trevor Becca and Reagan. Yep, 1,2,3 1 grandpa, 2 grandkids, and 3 kids.
So, while they were all running the 5K, I was at home making everyone breakfast burritos. I was surprised that it took me three hours to make them all.
At the awards ceremony after the race.
Ra Ra Ra for the Perkins and the Summers
I was doing a house tour with a friend of Davin's and Hannah. They loved my mushroom arch and each of them sported mushrooms, Hannah on her t-shirt and Baily as a tattoo. I guess the three of us make up the mushroom contingent.
Trevor took a shower after the race, Davin wished he'd thought of that, and decided to tease Trevor about it.
Then we all gathered in the front yard and found seats for the parade. Yes, Titan found a good strong branch ...
Much stonger than the one he put his foot on to get down. Yep, these trees are disintegrating before our eyes.
Here a shot of the family in front of the house. Not sure who took the picture but its a beauty.
A bit closer up.
The teen contingent
Sherri and her family parked their bikes in the street to the south of the house to watch the parade, Sherri came over to visit and met Baily who immediately liked her, because everyone immediately likes Sherri. Baily asked how we met so I got to tell her the roundabout story of boarding horses with Sherri's sister-in-law, Margaret, who later came to my witch party one year, then the next year suggested her S-I-L Sherri as a guest for the next year, who she knew I would love ... so many, many years ago.
Here are Sherri and Katie who rode their bikes from Sherri's house (where we hold flea.o.logy now)
The first kids stack of the week ... Madi cheers, Regan, McKenna and Mac.
Rosie and Penny
Trevor, Dad and Nell
Here are Becca's brothers embarrassing her. (Wouldn't Ben have loved this, and maybe Spencer too.) She has her head down on the corner of her 20th reunion 'float'. Interestingly President Kennedy of our stake presidency went to school with Becca and is sitting next to her. Can you tell the boys had just pulled off their shirts and are lassoing them around in their right hands.
Becca's fellow float riders are like "Who the heck are those guys?", while Becca laughs, "Oh just my big brothers".
On the 40-year reunion float we see Kenton Phillips, the Stake President that Dad worked with as his executive secretary for 11 months, Dad was released last week.
Another kids stack, same kids, different order.
Better and better, as Penny jumps in.
another kids stack view that features Brady, the dad of two of these kids.
On Tuesday we all wished Kai a Happy Birthday. He is 24.
Also, on Tuesday I took Alysa to find a rocking chair for her room. It took trips to 3 DI's before we found one small enough to fit. The good thing is that this rocker also reclines. She was over the moon. We were looking for 4 things and got them all. Small, Dark Colored, rocker and recliner action. Here's the winner.
This is how AI imagined it would look in her room. In all it took us 3 hours, plus an hour of travel time, which was a big deal as Dad and I were getting the house ready for our Farewell today.
That night we went to dinner at Cafe Rio,
and then to the Ruth to see Melissa Lalani Larson's hilarious play based on Pride and Prejudice.
At work on Wednesday, I met Nancy. She is a Dane, who grew up in Sweden. I told her of my admiration of the Danes, and the way they protected their Jews from the Germans. She told stories of her uncle and aunts who were actually tortured in the defense of Jews they were hiding. Her uncle had actually been captured as he took Jews to Sweden and was in a German Boat that was taking him to a concentration camp. In the middle of the night he took a deep dive off the side, deep and fast enough that the bullets fired into the water after him missed the mark. He ended up treading water for 10 hours before a Swedish fishing boat picked him up.
Dad, meanwhile, was at home having a zoom meeting with other Church History missionaries in the Europe North Area.
On Thursday morning I framed a couple of pictures to use on my walls in our bedroom. The little one in the upper right hand corner is one I found at DI a few days after going to the Shakespeare festival.
It was a matted print in cellophane for a buck, but I needed another cottage pic for this wall. Its Shakespeare's home.
Then I decided to frame this print of a painting by Winston Churchill of the home he lived in as an adult for 30 years ... I cut it from the dustcover of a book about him being a hobbyist painter I am reading ... then it hit me that I had just framed two pictures of famous Englishmen's homes ... so funny. I hope to see both, as they are both National Trust Properties.
At work that day I saw that my friend Tiffany had painted Cheryl's hope chest that she bought from me last week at the garage sale, she fixed it up and was selling it. I'm so surprised it came out so cute.
Here we see Alex's birthday collage for Friday. And its 9/11. There was a doctor who wanted to schedule an induction for Alex's birth on 9/11, but Brittany didn't want that to be her baby's birthday, so she declined. Alex did not decline and chose that day to be born. He is now 20 years old. Happy Birthday.
BTW, my phone also took a deep dive this week (like the Danish man mentioned above), while I was in the bathroom on Saturday. Hmmmm and as a result, I am missing some pictures for Thursday, Friday and Saturday, which I will add later, if all goes well.
On Friday we met up with Scott's cousins Jerry and Karen. They were the triplet cousins of their day, being born within two weeks. This is when we met up for lunch with them on Friday in Springville at La Casita. We had a leisurely 2 hour lunch and enjoyed catching up.
Here is a picture of two missionaries serving in the England Leeds mission, the one in the stripes is Lilly, who is Karen's granddaughter. We hope to get to see her while we're out.
Here are another set of Missionary Sisters on the other side of the world. Of course, it's our granddaughter Eva and her companion on Celestial Way, not surprisingly.
On our way home we stopped at the Springville Arts Festival at the park on Mainstreet, and I bought a couple of paintings. This is me with the sister-in-law of Pat Alder. I bought one of her paintings at the Art in the Parks at This is the Place Monument State Park several years ago. It was the most I had paid for a painting at the time. It now hangs on the former door to the kitchen in the entry, under the painting of the Madona and Child that we bought in Bolivia when we got Dave from his mission. I get so many comments on it.
Here are the two little landscapes with a house that we bought from 2 different artists. One was unframed and the other had the red frame shown with the artist above. I needed to fill this space and they fit almost perfectly in their matching frames.
Here is the larger wall.
I also got a print of this praying angel that I thought was sweet, but she's still waiting for a frame and a bit of wall space.
A last minute fleaology post
That evening Dad went with me to set up at flea.o.logy at Sherri's house. Here is the set up that night, The whole set up
This metal sign had the perfect spot on the tree. I had several people ask to buy the 'crazy quilt' under the Christmas part of the set up. I laughed, I thought it was real too, when I saw it at an estate sale. Its fabric that was probably made from a photo of a great crazy quilt. It got so much attention, I think I will keep it in my antique sale show stash.
The Christmas end of the table
Azalia is Julie Smith's granddaughter. She is showing of a shirt done by her Mom, Heather, with whom I shared a booth. Heather is one of the top dollar sellers at Fleaology.
Here they are, three generations of creativity. Azalia, Julie and Heather.
This is Heather's booth
How cute is this jacket she made from a quilt,
Here's the front.
Here I am with Julie, with whom I served with at Mosida.
My friend Tiffany (Who painted Cheryl's Hope Chest) came as well. She bought the copper mugs I am holding.
Here is Katie, our fleaology captain with her dad and son.
Dad met up with Janell and Trevor to see the BYU game. Dad and Nell's Dad split a season ticket, so that Dad could see the first two games before heading out.
Here they are in the stadium.
Hey it's Trevor and the Lincoln Guy. It's always fun to see him out and about.
When Dad got home from the game, and I was all packed up from flea.o.logy, we spent the evening getting the carriage house ready for our little party to be held after our farewell the next day.
Finally, it's the big day. Here I am at the podium giving my farewell talk, thanks Madi for taking this picture.
Here is Dad at the pulpit.
Back at the house it was so fun to see old friends who had come. This is the Shurtz, they served as the office missionaries in Finland for 18 months before us, then they came back and served another 18 months after we did.
Bruce and Joyce came together to represent my siblings. Clark and Jo had a grandson whose Homecoming was in the same time slot, and Shirley recently had back surgery, and is recovering.
Here are Liesel and Andrew Hale. He served with us in the office, when he was an assistant to the president. I personally loved him because he helped me so much on the computer. His companion Elder Hall married another missionary named Gweneth Allen. Gwenth is Liesel's twin and she served in Denmark. We have stayed closer to these two, who are major world travelers and art collectors too.
Andrew and my brother Bruce show off their matching shining heads.
Here is the right side of the table, Teri and Gary, and the Heuers at the far end, then the Perrys, the Hales, Bruce and my sister Joyce and Nicole Eddie from the ward.
On this side we have the Colemans from our Cottonwood Heights ward, then the Dowdles, he was Dad's companion, next the Shurtz again, then the Rices from Mosida, the Masons and the Moes at the end.
It was great to see the Parkers, they were the leaders from our Mission at Mosida.
Becca's not so littles, play with the legos in the family room.
Here is Hannah and Scott with Brittany. They had missed the farewell, as they had been to Scott's son Max's farewell at the same time. We loved that they came over after. And Britt and her kids coming was an absolute suprise, even though stalker Dad noticed they were heading down at 5:30 A.M. Thank you all.
Dad's cousins Jerry and Karen came.
Mike folks came which was beyond delightful. We love Tom and Edi. I know they had fun seeing Britt's kids for a hot minute. She brought Kai and Charley.
Here are my kids in the dining room.
Trevor with Kai and Britt. Notice their matchingish hair?
The bearded men.
And here's the max stack, or should I say the Mac Stack.
More of our beloved kids and grands.
A shot from the other end of the table in the carriage house.
The Rices from Mosida and the Perry's from our most recent ward divide.
Me and Madi
The Hales and us.
Davin.
I found a Marrmekko shirt for Leisel.
Mac's latest work of art.
The Colemans and us.
Our beautiful grand girls. Descending are Mckenna, Charley, Penny, Reagan and Adi.
Britt says goodbye to Bruce.
I can hardly believe that Joyce who had her dialysis port replaced at the hospital on Tuesday, still managed to come down to say goodbye. You can see the port on her chest here. They tried to put one in her arm, last year when she started dialysis, but it was killing the circulation to her hand. They went back to the emergency port they'd put in her chest initially, and it lasted almost a year and a half. What a miracle. It was so good to see her. Thank you Bruce.
Here we are with our first Mission President and his wife. We did housing and cooking on that mission, and sister Watson worked closely with us on shopping and menus, so we got to know them both very well. Their most recent mission was working in the Africa Area office.
The Watsons really hit it off with our friend Nadine, who was born in Rhodesia (Zimbabwe) and since the change of regime, her family members who did not move to the USA, moved to South Africa where the Watsons worked on their mission. They had friends in common. That was fun to see.
Here I am with the Rices.
And the Perrys are directly across the table.
Here we say Goodbye to the Hales, each with a Finnish treasure.
The Moehokins and friends.
Here is a picture of Hannah and Scott with his son Max whose farewell competed with ours today. So fun to get to see him. He's living with them right now, so that his Dad gets some special time with him before he leaves. I wonder if we'll see him in the MTC, he's headed for Hawaii. Poor guy.
