Saturday, December 27, 2008
Beauty..
Friday, December 26, 2008
CPK Elias Lorenzo found his Dad!
Saturday, December 20, 2008
I'm looking for my Dad.....
My Dad left home over 12 years ago. I haven't seen him since. My Dad has brown hair and blue eyes. He was about 4' 2" when I was born but I have heard he is now 6'4". Me, I'm just about the same although I could use some new clothes. I've worn this same outfit for about 24 years. (For more info. click here.) I really miss my Dad. I think he got married last year and I would like to meet my Mom.
If you know anything about my Dad or where I might be able to find him please let me know.
Love,
CPK
P.S. This is my Dad when I was born.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
I've been sleeping on the couch....
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Oh my aching ribs....
Ouch! So far no signs of improvement. In fact, I think they are worse! I've done this before. You just live through it for about eight weeks. Four down, four to go. I'm blogging way too late out of a reluctance to go to bed. For some reason it hurts more to lay down than to be upright.
The shoreline looked like this...
And felt like this....
I'm still bummed I couldn't get past the wave break. Maybe next time!
...and to think we were actually considering surfing. We even went to pick up a surf board before we changed our minds. Silly, silly, silly!
Still the One....
I married the right man. Yes, it's been over 35 years since we tied the knot. I still distinctly remember kneeling down beside my bed one night in March of 1973 and asking Heavenly Father if I should marry this guy I had fallen in love with. Immediately, a feeling of peace settled over me. No need to pursuit it further I hopped into bed. A few Sundays later I sat in church contemplating the same question. I opened my scriptures and read,
"22 Verily, verily, I say unto you, if you desire a further witness, cast your mind upon the night that you cried unto me in your heart, that you might know concerning the truth of these things.
23 Did I not speak peace to your mind concerning the matter? What greater witness can you have than from God?"
It was a done deal. He asked, I said, "Yes" and we were married Aug. 2 1973.
For the first quite a few years of marriage I thought we were meant for each other because of the many ways we were alike. We had similar opinions, enjoyed many of the same things and had closely aligned life goals.
Now I know we were meant for each other because of our differences. The time came when it gradually began to dawn on me that really we had many differences. Our time tables run on two separate, quite un-synchronized clocks. Food - he likes it plain and simple and I like new and exotic, or at least a nod to gourmet. He's a saver and I'm not necessarily a spend thrift, but I am an opportunist. If I see it and can think of many good reasons why it would be beneficial to own it, I tend to buy it without remembering the budget. He leads a fairly balanced life and I'm always falling off the deep end of over-the-top. (We won't mention what time I am writing this post as birthday apple pies bake in the oven for tomorrow - wait that would now be today! Note: Original Post written Nov. 29.)
We could go on but needless to say when one has been married for some time the similarities of the newlywed years give way to those aged with time differences.
And that is why I married the right man. Heavenly Father knew better than to put two people together who were just alike. There would be no one to balance out the act, to take up the slack or to temper weaknesses. And we still have similar opinions (much of the time), enjoy similar things, (usually) and have similar life goals. He's still the one after all these years. Lucky me!
Before..... Yikes!~
After....
Hee, hee!
Thursday, December 11, 2008
We are Fam-i-ly.....
There is a happiness and satisfaction in family history work that only those who do it understand. I'm a fan and have been for six or seven years now. Currently I'm chasing down my French blood. (Oui, I'm part Frenchie!) Serendipitously, two of my children and my son-in-law all served church missions in France. Here is my favorite gold mine of a website for my French line. If you have European blood give it a shot.
www.geneanet.org
Monday, December 8, 2008
Snowmen at Night
Did you ever suppose that your smiley, stationary snowman went on a romp during the night while you slept?
And came home a bit tattered after the night's revelry.
No wonder he looks a little droopy in the morning sun.
The humor in the artistic details of partying snowmen is delightful. Take time to peruse this book if you have a chance.
Friday, December 5, 2008
Lincoln's worst Christmas ever....
I didn't realize it for years (about 20!) but Lincoln was majorly disappointed. He was horrified at the prospect of going back to school and telling his friends he got a Cabbage Patch doll. In fact, he didn't tell them. I offered to pull out that very doll stored in the tub in my garage for therapy's sake and he threatened to burn it if he ever laid eyes on it. I'm sure that's an exaggeration as he was laughing but then again.....
And while we are on the subject....
here's a bit of personal reminiscing on Cabbage Patch dolls. Ours, all 13 of them, are in a tub out in my garage. I can't quite bring myself to get rid of them. I've scrubbed them, washed their clothes and put them away for a time when some grandchild is dying to play with them. After all, considering the times (the 80's) and our financial condition as a young family, I paid dearly for them. I think the top price I forked over one Christmas was a whoppin' $45 each which was a real break from the tradition $7 dolls we were used to buying. And $45 was a steal. There were places they were selling for $65.00.
When Cabbage Patches first appeared on the scene I wasn't impressed. They were different and I wasn't going to be a part of this silly craze. Famous last words!! As I saw them in the stores and gazed upon each individual cherubic face with different colored eyes and hair and personality my heart was captured. They reminded me of my children. Of course I wanted to buy each one a doll with their same hair and eye coloring. One doll each grew to multiples - newborns, girls, boys, different skin color. I loved them as much as my kids did.
Anatomy of a Doll Craze
Cabbage Patch Pre-History (from About.com)
In 1979, Babyland General Hospital in Cleveland, Georgia began producing Cabbage Patch dolls. The dolls were designed by Xavier Roberts, a sculptor residing in Georgia. The dolls were very different than anything that had been produced before, and quite strange-looking at first glance. They had very round faces (almost lumpy!) and tiny, soft pudgy arms. The eyes were close set, and they had hair made of yarn. Each doll was just a bit different than the next doll, making each original "Cabbage Patch Kid" a unique individual. Babyland was also a unique place--the Cabbage Patch dolls were displayed in what looked like a real maternity ward, with the sales personnel dressed in maternity ward outfits, and the dolls "up for adoption" and not just for "sale" (of course, they WERE for sale, but the adoption gimmick really hit a cord with collectors and children). Roberts and his dolls made several television appearances, and the dolls became very well known.
Anatomy of a Doll Craze
Robert sold mass-production rights to his Kids to Coleco toy company in 1982. The Coleco dolls were very similar to the Babyland dolls, except that the heads were made of vinyl, not cloth. Each Cabbage Patch Kid came with its own unique name and birthday, adoption papers, and a birth certificate. And...due to random computer generation, each doll was, due to some small variation, a "one of a kind." Children loved the process of "adoption" for the dolls, where they would send the adoption papers to Coleco to adopt the dolls. Then, on the first birthday of the doll, they received a birthday card from Coleco!
For the first few years, Coleco couldn't produce the dolls fast enough. The marketing gimmick and television coverage combined to make sales explode starting in 1983. The doll was in short supply, and Christmases in the early 1980s saw parents scrambling to find dolls for gifts, as they fought scalpers and other profiteers who also were scooping the dolls up and re-selling them at large profit through newspaper and magazine ads. The dolls were in such short supply for Christmas that some stores had to call the police to control crowds waiting for the dolls, and other stores held lotteries to fairly distribute the dolls and to avoid riot-like scenes. Coleco posted record sales of $600 million in 1985, thanks to their Cabbage Patch Kids. Many people believe that Cabbage Patch dolls were THE fad of the 1980s.
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
It's belated but heartfelt....
Happy Birthday Kimberly!
(An innate characteristic of this blog is a constant stream of Happy Birthday posts!)
Kimberly Noelle was born Nov. 29, 1984. Her due date was somewhere around Dec. 15 so I really was not expecting her to appear on the scene quite so soon. Unlike Peter, Paul and Mary my bags weren't packed and ready to go. I believe I had run errands all day and had noticed a constant ripple of contractions, but I tend to do that anyway so I didn't really pay much attention. As the evening wore on and they continued, I ended up heading to the hospital. It was a very happy surprise. No mother is sad to circumvent the last two and a half weeks of her pregnancy. Kimberly had the sweetest, cherubic face and as Cabbage Patch dolls were an insane (and I do mean insane!) rage at the moment the nurses in the hospital dubbed her "the Cabbage Patch baby."
Arriving on the scene early was indicative of Kimberly's personality. She always has been eager to jump in the fray. She had five older siblings to catch. She crawled early, walked and talked early and kept on running. She had her first kiss at the ripe old age of three and was taller than Bethany (her next older sister) for a few years. (Bethany finally took care of that situation by seven or so inches.)
We had talked about naming her Noelle for obvious reason but when she sprinted in under the wire as a November baby we decided Noelle would have to take second place.
Kimberly has always added sparkle to our family.
Kimberly was married this past summer. We miss having her here but it's fun seeing her set up shop with Kevin. (One funny note - we already had a Kevin in the family and his family already had a Kimberly.)
Happy Birthday Kimberly! (A little late but as it's not Dec. 15 yet I figure I'm still good!)
I love you!
Monday, December 1, 2008
H*O*P*E
4 Wherefore, whoso believeth in God might with surety hope for a better world, yea, even a place at the right hand of God, which hope cometh of faith, maketh an anchor to the souls of men, which would make them sure and steadfast, always abounding in good works, being led to glorify God.
(Book of Mormon | Ether 12:4)
I love the concept of HOPE. Not the wispy version that is simply glorified wishing, but the kind with substance and power. Hope based on faith. Faith based on Christ. Hope is an anchor to our souls and keeps us from being blow hither and yon by adversity and trial. Hope in the sureness of God's promises, that there will be a better day ahead, keeps us steadfast and from despair.
Have you noticed that no matter how difficult or wrenching a situation is, with time it always gets better in some way. There is HOPE for the future.
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Sixty Ways....
Paul Simon found 50 ways to lose his lover .... I've got 60 (just the beginning) reasons to keep mine!
Happy Birthday to the man I love...
60 Ways I love my Husband....
1. His smile
2. He's a poet
3. He can really hit a baseball.
4. He gives me back rubs!!
5. He plays classical music during dinner.
6. He loves small towns, esp. one.
7. He's a great (truly) teacher.
8. I love hearing him speak.
9. He fathered my eleven children.
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20. He changed their diapers.
21. He is patient.
22. He is on time (unlike myself!)
23. He wants to do what is right.
24. He willingly does his church callings.
25. He is wise.
26. He is balanced and see all sides to issues.
27. He is unfailingly honest.
28. He is not materialistic.
29. He exercises.
30. Which means he is disciplined.
31. I like to hear him laugh (sometimes until he cries!)
32. He makes an effort to eat healthy.
33. I have always liked his hands.
34. He rarely watches TV!!!
35. We sometimes go to the symphony.
36. If his team loses he recovers! (More so the last 15 or 20 years.)
37. He plants our garden every year.
38. He looks good in his work clothes (jeans and plaid shirt)
39. He also looks good in a suit!
40. He owns more ties than I own shoes (perhaps quadruple!!)
41. He wears his clothes into oblivion before he thinks he needs new ones.
42. He puts the weekly schedule on the whiteboard faithfully.
43. He keeps track of our budget.
44. He's an insightful writer.
45. He says prayers with me every day.
46. He has faith.
47. He's not a dandy (or blown 'round by every wind of fashion).
48. He faithfully earns the living for our family day in and day out. (I try hard to faithfully spend it! JK!!!)
49. He takes care of me when I am sick.
50. He's handsome!
51. He saves his lunch money to buy something special rather than take it out of the budget.
52. Sometimes after saving his lunch money he spends it on something for one of his children.
53. He likes to run or take long walks.
54. He has an affinity with nature.
55. I like how he smells when I am close to him.
56. He keeps a few $$ in his pocket each week to give to homeless people.
57. He supports me in the things I want to do.
58. He likes being a grandpa.
59. He smiles with his eyes.
60. He loves Heavenly Father.
Monday, November 24, 2008
The proposal....
A few months back Lorien announced she was buying tickets to Hawaii in Nov. and asked me if she could treat me to a vacation. It didn't take me long to say YES! Thanks Lorien - it was superbly fun. The first thing we did? Go shopping for sunglasses of course!! And in case you aren't aware, there is a swimsuit shortage in Nov. But, finally after shopping the clearance racks for a few summer items we were off!
Thanks Jason and Michelle!!
The resort....
Fun in the sun....
Thursday, November 20, 2008
It's about time.....
...for a new post!! Lorien and I have been in Hawaii for the last eight days. We couldn't have had a better time!
V for Volcom! Pipeline it is.
Jason and Michelle, our fabulous hosts, with Lorien!
More to come. Lorien's blog.
Friday, November 7, 2008
This "Guy" has something going for him...
Quote from Guy Larson who runs the "Y" everyday enthusiastically (in spite of difficulty and pain) because of an illness with his lungs.
"Life is, in so many ways, what you make of it. It's not that life is without its challenges, but if you truly turn yourself over to the Lord and strive to face the challenge with faith and a determination to do what's right...he will turn that challenge into a blessing in disguise. I'm just real grateful to be alive....When your faith is strained to the point where it feels like it's breaking that's when your faith really grows."
(Daily Herald - Nov. 2, 2008)
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Election afterthoughts....
While President-elect Obama is not from my high school class (he would be about 10 years younger!) the sentiment that those your age (or younger!) have actually grown up enough to run something so world-impacting as a country none-the-less is a little jolting. Actually, I truly do hope our newly elected president will effect positive changes for our country.
The Spirit of At-one-ment
This essay is about relationships - with God, and with others - and how the atonement of Jesus Christ is all about bringing together into One that which has been separated. I can't find the essay online so here are a few quotes:
"...the word rendered atonement by the early biblical translators could have been more accurately rendered re-at-one-ment or reunion. Christ wrought the great Reunion."
"The opposition to at-one-ment can seem formidable when we realize how easily in times past we may have traded the spirit of at-one-ment for disturbance."
"As I have watched myself and others, it is sobering to realize how readily we trade inner peace for something less, for some sort of upset; how readily we take offense and then escalte the disturbance around us--in home or office or even church..."
"The Prophet Joseph focused the idea: 'The policy of the wicked spirit is to separate when God has joined together, and unite what He (God) has separated, which the devil has succeeded in doing to admiration in the present state of society.' "
"Is it possible that much of the emotional pain we have comes not from the love we weren't given in the past, but from the love we ourselves aren't giving in the present?"
"Truly we receive what we send out: "For that which ye do send out shall return unto you again and be restored" (Alma 41:15). If we don't like what we're getting in a particular relationship, we may need to check out what we're sending into that relationship."
This is hardly a taste of the goodness of this essay. My hope is to retain in rememberance enough of what I've read to think and act differently at least to some small degree.