Walker Wedding #2

My niece, Amanda, got married this week to a great guy named Beau Bramwell. They both took out their endowments Thursday night in the Bountiful Temple. Bryan & I had been in Tooele since we arrived in Utah and hadn't seen any of the Boyer side yet. So when we met for the 5:30 session it was the first time we'd seen them for awhile. Could there be a better place for a family reunion?This cutie squeezed into a crack at the Salt Lake Temple where they were sealed on Saturday morning. It was a tear-jerker of a ceremony and the Temple Sealer gave some really great advice. I can only remember a thing or two about our sealing so every time we get to attend someone else's wedding, it's a nice reminder.

The reception was held up Provo canyon at Conrad's Ranch and was beautifully nestled up in the mountains. The food, family and fun atmosphere was perfect.Cara with her girl cousin closest to her age, Taylor. They always have fun together.Jordyn followed Amanda around the whole night. She said Amanda looked like a princess and kept reminding anyone who would listen that "Amanda is MY cousin!".The happy couple leaving under a bridge of sparklers. Congratulations Amanda & Beau!!


On Holiday...

We've been in the thriving metropolis of Tooele (pronounced Two-Will-Uh), Utah for the past week, attended the wedding of our niece, Amanda, all day today and will be in Bear Lake all next week.

There's been very limited internet access for us and I'm SO tired tonight that I can't even think about true updates but I thought I'd throw it out there...



A great man

My friend, Aubrey's, father, Bob VanDrimmelen, passed away suddenly on Saturday afternoon. We just got back from his funeral service today. I love the fact that in our church a funeral is always a celebration of life and an "I'll see you soon" and not really a goodbye.

Aubrey and I have been friends for a long time. Her husband, Jon, was our home teacher for at least a year. The first time he came over Cara, who was still pretty young, decided to hit him in the head with an empty 2-liter bottle. Nice, I know. Can you believe he kept coming every month? Jon & Bryan worked together for a year in an accounting office here in Arlington. Our kids love and play with each other very easily. When I needed a babysitter quick I could always call Aubrey. When we wanted to get out of the house, they were always up for a game night. They moved to Ft. Worth two years ago and we don't see them nearly often enough but one easy way we kept in touch was through her parents.

Bob was the stake Sunday School President. Jody is the stake Relief Society President. When our stake got all crazily realigned in April, we were lucky enough to end up in their ward. The Vans had us over for dinner just last month. Sister Van is someone who can make the impossible look easy. She's a fabulous public speaker. She is service-driven and always has a smile, hug and a "How are you, sweetie?" for me. In a ward that we knew practically no one in, that was exactly what I needed.

Brother Van was a master teacher. He had a knack for making you look at things in a completely different way than you'd have ever thought of. One time (before the realignment) he was teaching Gospel Doctrine (for his calling) in our ward. I'd read the assigned chapters ahead of time and was all prepared for what I thought the lesson would be... He turned it all around and asked how the temple related to the chapters. It was an "a-ha" moment for me.

By the number of people and cars at the church today you'd have thought it was Stake Conference. It was obvious to anyone there that Brother Van has touched many lives for good. I'm thankful that I got the chance to know and love him.

When things like this happen close to home it is always a good time for reflection and self-analysis. I've spent a lot of time thinking about my own parent's mortality as well as the things I can work on in my life to be more like Christ. Life is a blessing indeed.


Not sure what to think...

Last night I had a weird dream.

I dreamt that Paris Hilton dyed huge chunks of my hair multiple neon colors. I know, odd.

Then her mother came to comfort me (as I was clearly distraught) and combed through my hair with a magic brush that erased all the colors. Her words, "That Paris! She's always such a kidder."

I don't normally remember my dreams. It's rare indeed when I do. Wonder why this one stayed with me??? Seriously.


Last Day of 4th Grade Party!

The 4th grade teachers rented a 21-ft. water slide for the last day of school party. How cool is that? I doubt we'd have been allowed to do that at the school I was teaching at... They're also having a blow-out pizza party for lunch. Can you say excited? Cara was!

Here she is going down the slide.


Six Word Memoir Tag

My friend Samantha tagged me for this one, but really Tobi started it all...♥

Ernest Hemingway once bet ten dollars that he could sum up his life in six words. His words were-

For Sale: baby shoes, never worn.

Here are the rules of this tag:

1. Write your own six word memoir.

2. Post it on your blog and include a visual illustration if you’d like.

3. Link to the person that tagged you in your post and to this original post if possible so we can track it as it travels across the blogosphere.

4. Tag five more blogs with links.

5. And don’t forget to leave a comment on the tagged blogs with an invitation to play!

My six word memoir:

Reading is my drug of choice.

It's true. Ask Bryan. The pile of books next to my bed is another testament. I must have a book to read at all times. I think, truthfully, it may be a little bit of escapism but that's okay with me. It can get really bad when it's a long-awaited book like each of the Harry Potter books were for me. When Breaking Dawn finally arrives (like my friend Suzy says), I'll put out a bowl of Cheese Puffs and my family is on their own until I've devoured the book!

Now I tag:






Aubrey, you're tagged too!


It's the thought that counts...

Cara and I tried to make an "end-of-the-year, you-are-great, thanks-for-all-your-love" gift for her teacher.

This is what it was supposed to look like (and it was pretty close):

After two days of planning, baking, freezing, and dipping we finished them last night. This is what it looked like when we woke up this morning:

I thought they'd be really cute in a flower pot with the green foam covered in bright paper crinkles, and they were - last night... I'm relieved they fell apart at my house instead of on her desk today although I'm sure it would have been a funny sight to see.

I guess those little suckers were pretty heavy...

Plan B is to put a nice plant in the flower pot now and give that to her tomorrow.

Between the cost of supplies for the cupcake pops and now the future plant, I should've just gotten her a giftcard to her favorite store or something...
Here are directions to make cupcake pops if you get the itch! There's even a video tutorial.