Drink Up, It's A Happy Thought

Why They Call Him, "The Wizard"

2012-02-16T12:55:00.000-08:00

We still have a few things to do, such as paint, install one more cabinet, a shelf, and the new floor, but it's SO nice to see it so close to being 100% completed. I love it, and I love my Dad. Also, Simon was under the impression that pajamas were 'work clothes,' which is why he is in his PJ's in every shot he's in.

Conclusion: I'm pretty sure there is nothing my dad can't do. How cool is that?

P.S. He completed all of this in 8 days. Yes, that's right 8 days.

L.O.V.E

2012-02-14T12:42:00.000-08:00

You = Tyler, but if you know I love you more than Tillamook ice cream, fresh flowers, and getting mail, then go ahead and apply this to yourself as well.

Conclusion: Happy Valentines Day!

{This is not my original idea. I can't remember where I first saw this pie chart idea. I'm sorry I can't give credit where credit is due....hopefully this will suffice.}

UPDATE

2012-02-10T21:02:00.000-08:00

What you can't see in this photo is that while I was distracted Simon was eating the candy that came in this package as fast as he possibly could. He did pretty well for himself and was bouncing off the walls later because of it.

Today, yes this VERY day, Simon and I were laying on my bed reading Katy The Caboose {for the one thousandth time} when we heard the familiar sound of the UPS truck barreling down the street. But, today was different. After we heard the noisy brown moster coming, we heard a knock knock knocking at our door. Our VERY own door! Simon and I raced to the door, and there waiting for us was a perfectly square brown package. After Simon and I both danced a little jig, we busted the package open to discover a box filled with happy surprises. I couldn't stop giggling, and Simon couldn't stop eating candy. It was perfect.

The occasion of the package you ask? The sole reason was simply to get a package - to make that Mr. Brown Pants stop at OUR house and knock on OUR door. The sender was none other than one of my best friend's moms {whom I consider one of my friends as well. She's not just one of those "friends' mom"}. She sent it after reading my last blog post. Does that qualify her as a champion? Yes, indeed it does. I always knew she was fantastic, but this pushes her up to a whole new level. You are the best Kim! Much love to you!

Conclusion: I'm going to pay this forward and try to make someone's day as happy as mine was. Thank you, Kim!

UPS

2012-02-06T08:33:00.000-08:00

Everyday, seriously every day, the UPS man drives down our street {going way too fast might I add} in his giant, brown truck with no doors. Everyday, seriously every day, I feel a flicker of excitement that I am about receive a quick knock at my door and find a perfect, brown box on my front steps. But, everyday he whirls around the corner, nearly tipping his oversized truck on its side and is off to the neighbor's house. I wonder if he knows the sort of excitement AND disappointment he creates in people. He's the Wells-Fargo Wagon in brown and 9 times out of 10 I get that song stuck in my head.

Conclusion: "It could be something special just for me."

Have I Mentioned?

2012-01-31T08:28:00.000-08:00

It's on the shelf. It's official.

Tyler is a master now. He finished his thesis in December, and we couldn't be happier. Tyler has been in school since the day I met him, minus the month he took off for our wedding. It's like the old Tyler has come home, and boy are we happy he's back!

Conclusion: We are so proud of you, Master Lewis!

P.S. If you are wondering what the title of this thesis is here you go: Creativity and Innovation: A Comparative Analysis of Assessment Measures for the Domains of Technology, Engineering, and Business. It all makes perfect sense to me {wink, wink}.

Photo-Shoot With Rockwell

2012-01-26T14:50:00.000-08:00

Disclaimer: This is not my baby. We still have 8 weeks to go. This adorable little guy is my brother's {in case you don't recall, my brother is a fire fighter... thus the props}. He was a great sport, even when stuffed him into Jeff's stinky helmet and turnouts :)

Conclusion: Fresh from heaven. Welcome little one. We love you.

Real Food

2012-01-22T19:13:00.000-08:00

Last week's dinner and a lunchtime smoothie.

I'm not a huge fan of making dinner. I am a HUGE fan of eating delicious food though. It's the truth. Ask anyone who knows me, even just marginally well, and they will confirm the fact to you. I've never asked him, but I'm sure Tyler had been bored with me multiple times as I rattle on and on about delectable meals I have had or that I'm dreaming about. Mmmm, like the sandwiches at Rosies, or the homemade BBQ sauce at The Dodo, or CPK's BBQ chicken salad, or how about the bruschetta at Ruth's Diner? Oh oh! how about the sandwich, The Boston {on rye bread of course} at The Italian Place in Logan? Oh yah, that's good. Or, the tomato pesto sandwich at The Beehive Tea Room. Or the black and white cookies from Carlucci's Bakery, or really anything they make. Of course anything from Toasters. The lettuce wraps at PF Chang's, Stan's french fries, the pizza AND the cannoli's at Nicolitalia, the soup at Big City Soup {may they rest in peace}. I should probably stop... my mouth is watering, and this is getting out of control.

But, since we're on the topic of food, have you tried Tillamook's ice cream, yet? They started selling it a few months ago in Utah. Tillamook {pronounced till-a-muk} is a town we used to visit when I lived in Oregon. I think the sole reason we went there was to go to the ice cream factory. It was an ice cream lover's dream come true. If you haven't tried it, fix that mistake and go buy some. It's rich, creamy, seems overpriced, but you won't think so after you take your first bite. When we were in Oregon last year, we bought multiple cartons of it and ate as much as we could before it melted {the carton wouldn't fit into our tiny hotel freezer}. Wasteful? Yes. Delicious and fun? Indeed!

Ahem... it seems I got a little sidetracked. I guess I should've written a posted dedicated to Tillamook.

The point of this apparent food post is to express my happiness for real food and the fact that I don't really enjoy making dinner. You see, when I make something homemade that is packed full of nutrience and fresh real food {"real" as in non-prossesed a.k.a. containing a bunch of ingrediants that I can't even pronounce}, I feel so happy inside. I delight in making real food for my family, and I seem to dance a bit more while cooking such yummy meals.

That's all I wanted to say.

Conclusion: Eat a carrot.

P.S. This post may make it seem like we eat out a lot, we don't. But boy would I like to :) Also, it's a bit funny that I wrote a whole paragraph about ice cream when talking about 'real' food...

I Can't Find It

2012-01-17T17:27:00.000-08:00

I was watching Sense and Sensibility, the newer BBC version that was done as a series. It was late and we were all very sleepy. The episode was lovely, and I was snuggled in a blanket. Then came a beautiful shot of an impressive rocky coast line. Waves were crashing harshly against the blackest of rocks. Slopping up from the rocks were beautiful cliffs of green hills. It was an overcast day, something which makes me feel comfortable. It was a scene in which I could spend some time. Then there was a voice-over which said something to the effect of the following: "One can tell more about a person by their actions rather than their words." I made a mental note to go back to this particular scene so I could write the quote down word for word. But, try as I might, I cannot find this quote anywhere. Was it really in the movie? Did I just think it in my mind? Is the quote even in the book {I haven't read it} or was it added just for the movie? Was I actually asleep? I don't know. Either way, the idea behind the quote is what's important. I want my new year to be filled with the type of actions that make others happy. That show who I'm trying to be - a good person.

Conclusion: Miss Austen always seems to have something of substance to offer me, even when I think each new story will simply be about giddy girls in love. Also, I want to visit the above photo, build a cottage there with an art studio and wooden floors that creak. I want to wear dresses everyday and walk around with a basket in the crook of my arm, which I will occasionally place pretty flowers in - or bread from the market which I've purchased with coins.

I Was To Busy Enjoying Myself To Take Photos

2012-01-09T13:04:00.000-08:00

Cupcakes

Food, Grandpa, and two Grandma's

Grainy photo of the birthday boy

Waving goodbye to his guests.

Conclusion: My once tiny baby is now a big boy. Time goes by so quickly.

Just A Photo Of My Boy Walking A Dog

2012-01-03T12:07:00.000-08:00

Conclusion: Happy 2012

To My Children

2011-12-27T19:39:00.000-08:00

View from the door of our last apartment.

May God bless and keep you always.
May your wishes all come true.
May you always do for others and let others do for you.
May you build a ladder to the stars and climb on every rung.

May you stay forever young.

May you grow up to the righteous.
May you grow up to be true.
May you always know the truth and see the lights surrounding you.
May you always be courageous, stand upright and be strong.

May you stay forever young.

May your hands always be busy.
May your feet always be swift.
May you have a strong foundation when the winds of changes shift.
May your heart always be joyful and may your song always be sung.

May you stay forever young.

-Bob Dylan

Conclusion: Thank you, Mr. Dylan for writing what my heart often ponders upon.

Merry Christmas From All Of Us - 2011 Style

2011-12-23T19:25:00.000-08:00

Conclusion: God bless us, everyone.

My Friend Who Loved Butterflies

2011-12-21T10:30:00.000-08:00

2007, Buford looking through my photos of my recent trip to London and Paris.

I found out my dear friend Buford passed away. I wrote about him once before here. He was 89. I know he wanted to make it to 100, but I'm positive he's grateful to be back with the love of his life. The way that man talked about his 'sweetheart' always melted my heart. Buford made me determined to find someone who would one day talk about me with the same kind of love.

In my special book of thoughts there are a few scribbled sentences that Buford once said to me, "Make the best of what you are given and that's the key to happiness." That quote pretty much sums up this sweet man. He always had a smile on his face, something to feed me, stories ready to tell, and advise to offer. He made me feel like I was one of a kind. I really hope I made him feel the same because certainly he was.

I love you dear old friend. I can't wait till we meet again.

Conclusion: The key to happiness is not hidden. It's just inside us.

P.S. My other favorite quote from Buford is, "I'd be happy if butterflies were around me {short pause} ALL the time!"

A 3 Sentence Conversation That Says SO Much More

2011-12-16T11:43:00.000-08:00

Simon and Teddy 2010

This is long...stick with me.

Back-story: My grandmother gave me a teddy bear the day I was born {so the story goes}. I've had this teddy bear, affectionately named Teddy, with me ever since. He has been one of my most prized possessions and loyal friend throughout my life. When I was younger I was convinced he could read my thoughts, which was convenient because I would often talk to him in my mind. He knows everything about me, and I know everything about him {though some would say he leads an uneventful life}. This bear has always been my roommate. I would like to say that he was always accepted and loved by all who came across him, but that is so far, SO FAR, from the truth. This sweet, perfect bear has been ridiculed and even tortured by those who call themselves my 'friends.' You all know who you are. You want examples? Here are a few: he has been frozen, hung twice {once by a homemade tiny noose}, left for dead under numerous heavy objects, closed in doors, threatened with being sent to the garbage disposal, and suffocated. I posted the above photo on Facebook a while back, and it instantly was swarmed with comments of hate and disgust. Apparently, a well-loved stuffed animal doesn't always create loving feelings in others. I tried to find the photo of Teddy sealed inside a jar with a little note that read 'help me,' but I can't seem to locate it anywhere. I wish I had more proof of all the hate that has been inflicted on my sweet bear, but I only have haunting memories.

Do you wonder why such spite has been directed towards my bear? So do I. I may never know the answer, or I may never accept the answer {people find him repulsive}. The point is, I always thought my husband would understand. He of all people would sense my deep connection with this cherished childhood toy. Boy was I wrong.

Tyler: Your bear isn't doing a very good job of blocking the light. {Teddy was laying on the laptop on the dresser. He was blocking the glow coming from the power light.}
Lisa: What?! Not true. Teddy is good at everything he does.
Tyler: He's not good at having two eyes {hysterical laughter ensues... from ONLY him}.

There you have it. Tyler has joined forces with EVERYONE else in my life {I should probably note, that my mother has never breathed a harsh word against my bear and has even saved his life, but I can't say that about anyone else who's come in contact with him}. I'd post a photo of what my sweet bear looks like, but I don't want him to be humiliated any more. So what if he doesn't' have two eyes? He has one! So what if he is missing giant patches of fur? So what if his head and ALL his limbs have fallen off and been reattached at some point during his life. He is my bear, and I love him. That is that.

Conclusion: Love what you love no matter what anyone else says, or does.

We Like Your Lights / Christmas Doorbell Ditch

2011-12-11T21:44:00.000-08:00

Last year we started a new Christmas tradition with our good friends Jackie and Isaku {click here to refresh your memory}. This year our "we like your lights" activity is scheduled and being anticipated. I figured I should put in a little time into making something to be handed out this year, considering Jackie did it ALL last time. This is what I came up with:

What's that you say? You'd like to start this tradition yourself! That's JUST what I wanted to hear. Below I have posted a link to the doorhangers so you can download the file and have a evening of holiday joy! I've never actually printed these, so I hope they work okay.

For color click here. For black and white click here.

In case you are wondering, the rules of the game are easy;
1. Print the doorhangers, cardstock would be best.
2. Cut them out.
3. Find some great Christmas music to listen to in the car. May I suggest this, The Lower Lights.
4. Drive around finding decorated houses that you and yours find delightful.
5. When said house is found, have someone run to the door, leave the hanger, ring the bell, then run!
6. Repeat steps 4-5 to your hearts content.

Conclusion: Tis' the season to be jolly and joyous!

Learning Colors With Jackson Pollock

2011-12-08T12:35:00.000-08:00

A screenshot of Simon's masterpiece. He wants to call it Winter Rhythm.

P.S. That's funny because of this, Autumn Rhythm (click on the green link).

We've been spending a little time virtually pretending to be Jackson Pollock while learning our colors.

Click here to join the fun.

Conclusion: Sometimes when we I am trying to teach Simon something and he is having a great time, I feel as though I'm playing a trick on him. Is that the case? Maybe? Nah, I don't think so. I think the saying is in fact true, learning is fun!

Plug For The Post Office

2011-12-04T19:55:00.000-08:00

I really love the post office. Nothing beats getting a surprise letter/package in the mail. Even when it's expected it's still fun.

Conclusion: That's it. I just love the US postal system.

Spotlight On Adventure

2011-11-28T11:53:00.000-08:00

When it was much warmer outside, I purchased some discounted tickets to ride the train in Heber City. We had plans to have an adventure day during the summer but time slipped away from us, and we became caught up in too many other fun things. Luckily, we were able to sneak away a few Saturdays ago and enjoy an adventure together.

I wish I had remembered to bring my video camera because Simon was hilarious. The first 10ish minutes or so he kept saying "Crash? Crash!" over and over again. The train was built in the 20's and made some impressive squeaking noises when we first started moving. Simon was certain we were going to crash.

"Come on parents, this train is NOT going to hold together. Why isn't anyone taking me seriously?"

Happy boy.

Being adventurous and hanging out the window. Notice his awesome hair sticking straight up.

Conclusion: Yet again, "adventure is out there!"

P.S. I created this blog with the intent of posting only happy thoughts. Random happenings of happiness. Seems as though I write mostly about Simon... I guess I'm lucky to have such a "happy thought" around me constantly.

Today's Gratitude Top Ten

2011-11-20T19:43:00.000-08:00

Photo by Chad Keyes.

1. A tiny baby kicking inside me.
2. A tiny {but not really tiny at all} baby perched on TOP of the tiny baby kicking inside of me.
3. A hard working husband who's SO close to being done with his thesis.
4. Parents and in-laws who love us and seem to always be showing it.
5. Homemade noodle soup.
6. Christmas music.
7. Friendly neighbors who make us feel like we belong.
8. Socks, even if they don't match.
9. Skype. It's probably true that we skype more than anyone you know.
10. Thinking about all of the yummy food coming my way this week :)

Conclusion: "In the Book of Mormon we learn that we should 'live in thanksgiving daily.' Isn't that a wonderful thought? To live in thanksgiving daily? Can you imagine how your life would improve if you lived in thanksgiving daily? Can you imagine how your life would improve if others did the same? Do you think the world would be a happier place? Less stressful? Less angry? More spiritual?"

- Joseph B. Wirthlin

Ode To Jackie T.

2011-11-17T19:11:00.000-08:00

Who buys a new bucket for the sole purpose of making homemade root-beer on Halloween with her friends? Jackie. Who always seems to know how to make a person feel like a million bucks? Jackie. Who has a fabulous job and often shares the perks with us? Jackie. Who seems to always be on the same page as I am? Jackie. Who knows how to cook in a way to make Jacque Pepin proud? Jackie. Who has the ability to be an elegant, beauty queen AND knows the importance of being comfortable? Jackie. Who is a serious clever little beaver? Jackie {is that a saying or did I just make it up?}. Who is so grateful to have a friend like this girl? Lisa {which is me... I hope you knew that}.

Conclusion: I've said it before, and I'll say it again. I've always been blessed with the most kind, most thoughtful, and most loving friends. Jackie fits into my "good friend, must keep" category perfectly. Though in all honesty, she's been there for quite some time.

P.S. This photo is blurry. I know. Tyler's fault...which is embarrassing because he TEACHES photography. Don't worry, he's watching me type this so I'm not talking poorly behind his back or anything. Totally in front of his cute face. His reply: "but is the fog in focus? eh? eh?" Okay, sure that foggy-ness looks JUST like how fuzzy fog should look :) Thanks for taking the photo, sweetie-pie-face. Documenting happy moments is what it's really all about, right? In focus or not.

Don't You Wish Your Namesake Was A Fireman?

2011-11-10T07:36:00.000-08:00

Remember that nice guy I sometimes gush about? That dear old brother of mine? Well, I'm at it again... maybe if he wasn't so great I wouldn't have to blog about him all the time. A few days ago Simon and I took a trip to visit Jeff {aka 'Jess' to Simon} at the fire station. Simon was in tough guy heaven the entire time. It was sweet to watch Jeff and Simon enjoying one another. It was a perfect way to spend our afternoon.

Simon becoming official with this hat and badge.

I believe in this photo Simon is saying, "On!" to the fire truck.

Lovey dovey.

There was a training held at station while we were there. Simon and Jeff tested it out before the big boys took over. Actually, they tested it out over and over again. Jeff was an excellent sport about it, even when Simon insisted he keep his helmet on.

Can you see that little, tiny driver?

Best buds.

{I feel 'buds' is more appropriate for firefighters than buddies, wouldn't you say?}

Conclusion: A loving uncle, fire trucks, thousands of buttons to push, AND flashing lights?! What more could a little boy ask for? Thanks Jeffy!

Update

2011-11-07T07:29:00.000-08:00

For those of you who are loosing sleep at night over my lack of cheesecake intake, you should know Tyler {that swell guy I married} took me out for dessert on Friday. We got not only one but THREE different slices of delicious cheesey-ness to fill my belly. I'd show you a photo, but I don't think you, or anyone, needs to see a photo of a round, little, pregnant girl stuffing her face... though the look of pure joy that was plastered across my face must have been a sight to behold.

Thank you to all my kind friends who vowed they would've brought me cheesecake if all those blasted miles didn't stand between us. You know who you are and I love you, love you, love you.

Conclusion: Delicious food is important. Anyone who says differently is a crazy person.

Oh, and if you still feel the need to bring a little bit of wonderful-ness my way {aka more cheesecake}, please don't let this post defer you.

So, This Could Be True.

2011-11-02T21:11:00.000-07:00

In the little red house.

{I pretty sure this is angel food cake, but I don't care. It's beautiful.}

Roost.

Greedy Gourmand.

You: Oh, hey Lisa.
Me: Mmmmhi.
You: What have you been doing the last half hour?
Me: Looking at photos of cheesecake online. I may have been sitting here for longer than a half hour though, to be honest.
You: Serious?
Me: Dead serious.
You: It's because you're pregnant, isn't it?
Me: I'm quite certain that has nothing to do with it. I'm pretty sure it's because cheesecake is the best thing in the entire universe. I'm sure it's even the best thing in universes we don't even know about. It's THAT good.
You: Have you always felt this way?
Me: No, not really. But I'm positive I'll feel this way for ever and ever and ever. If I only had a piece or two...or...
You: Is this your way of hinting that you'd like me to bring you some cheesecake?
Me: No hints, just straight forward truths.
You: Cool, see you in a few. I need to stop by the store to pick a few things up.
Me: Awesome. I'll get a fork and...I love you.

Conclusion: That 'you' could really be you. Isn't that exciting? I'm ready when you are.

Photography Workshop!

2011-10-30T19:48:00.000-07:00

One of Tyler's pretty photos.

You may or may not know that my awesome husband teaches photography, graphic design, and year book at Maple Mountain High School {a two minute commute from our house, which is amazing}. Recently, we had a friend suggest that Tyler teach a photography workshop to help educate those who would like to know more about using their DSLR's. He took our friend's advise and has a workshop planned for Nov. 12th entitled 'Switching to Manual'. Tyler will be covering some essential tips to improve your photo taking skills AND will provide lunch! If you'd like to know more, visit his blog here. {tylerlewisworkshop.blogspot.com}

Conclusion: I'm very proud of my hardworking husband, and he's handsome, which is just an added perk :)

Life Of Pi

2011-10-25T19:31:00.000-07:00

"It's not atheists who get stuck in my craw, but agnostics. Doubt is useful for a while. We must all pass through the garden of Gethsemane. If Christ played with doubt, so must we. If Christ spent an anguished night in prayer, if He burst out from the Cross, "My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?" then surely we are also permitted doubt. But we must move on. To choose doubt as a philosophy of life is akin to choosing immobility as a means of transportation."

Yann Martel

Life of Pi

I recently finished reading Life of Pi. Has anyone else read it? I really need someone to discuss it with. I can't seem to stop thinking about it. Its storyline has even weaved its way into my dreams. I thought I was over it a few days ago, then I read a Q and A the author participated in. Now my brain is swirling again. What are your thoughts on this book? I must know.

Conclusion: Having doubts {mainly speaking of religion} is normal, the key is to find the answers to elevate those doubts. Which often takes work, but the work always pays off. Hopefully the pay off is stronger faith and a happier soul.

October

2011-10-19T11:38:00.000-07:00

Look at that face. I mean LOOK at it.

How could there be anything wrong in the world when there is a face like this that exists?

When I was growing up, in such a tiny town you wouldn't even believe it, we used to go to a local pumpkin patch and pick out our pumpkins. We would bundle up and trek around a muddy patch looking the perfect pumpkin {or was it just someone's yard... or even just OUR yard?... I may be embellishing this memory, but lets just go with it}. I don't know why but I seem to remember my brother always picking tall skinny pumpkins. I always thought he was doing it wrong. After we all picked the perfect match for us, we'd take a photo and head home to carve. I don't know if it's because we moved to Utah or because I was over the age of 16 and my parents probably knew better than to try to drag me to a pumpkin patch to handpick my pumpkin, but pumpkin patches have faded from my life.

This year I was determined to bring my family to a pumpkin patch. The weather tried to beat us down {Snow in October?!!?}, but I was determined. We made it to The Red Barn in Santaquin {I love it when words are spelled like they sound. Thank you Santaquin.}, took a hay ride to a giant pumpkin patch, and happily hunted for the perfect pumpkins to take home with us. I must admit that Simon was only half into it. The rocks on the road were serious temptation to him {I believe he's holding rocks in the photo with Tyler}, and there was a horse AND a cow. How is this boy supposed to focus on pumpkin picking with so many amazing distractions on hand? He did have a great time though. We all did. Welcome home new October tradition.

Conclusion: Nothing beats family traditions.

P.S. I wrote the word 'pumpkin' ten times in this post. That is a lot.

Why Do I Cry Over People I Don't Know?

2011-10-15T21:26:00.000-07:00

Yards away from the finish line. Complete focus. He hadn't spotted us yet

but would soon. I wanted to yell encouraging things, but instead I just balled my eyes out

and waved like crazy person.

Sheesh, only Jeff would look this handsome after running 26.2 miles.

P.S. Notice the old man kissing his wife?

Even if you weren't pregnant you'd cry too if you saw him cross the finish line.

Have I mentioned that I love my brother, Jeff? {He's my only brother, so don't worry, I'm not playing favorites.} Not only do I love him, I really, really like him. I look up to him so much. He's one of those simply great people. Everything he does is great. He's kind, hardworking, generous, and a public servant {Fire Fighter / Parametric}. He loves nature, God, and his family. You probably think I'm exaggerating, but if you were to ask anyone I guarantee they'd agree with me. He ran the St. George Marathon a few weeks ago and did awesome. When I asked him how it went he replied, "It wasn't till mile 21 that I started having second thoughts." Really! Mile 21? Just walking to the starting line would've been enough for me to sit down and take a break. The people who train their bodies to do such things as this are incredible, and just a little bit crazy.

Conclusion: Just another reason to be proud of my brother.

Haircuts For My Boys

2011-10-10T20:45:00.000-07:00

Simon is watching the TV in the corner of the room. This is a rare occurrence for him. Thus the awe struck expression on his face.

Click on this photo so you can actually read what I wrote.

Both of my boys were in need of a haircut a few days ago. If you are around Simon, my previous sentence will probably surprise you, but sometimes his hair gets long...generally only around his ears. But at least it's growing! Back on track, haircuts.

We headed down to Brad's Barber Shop. It is an adorable, little place packed with tradition and friendliness. I have dubbed Brad, as you can see pictured above, the friendliest person in Spanish Fork. We chit-chatted like we had been friends for years. He's owned this barber shop for 24+ years. Impressed? I am. When I asked him how long he had worked at this particular shop he stopped what he was doing, went to the mirror, and pulled a laminated photo off of it. It was a black and white photo of an older gentleman cutting someone's hair. The man in the photo was the original owner of the building, which was built in 1963 and has been a barber shop since the day it opened.

Brad works with his son and only takes cash or check. He made sure to ask us if Simon's hair had been cut before, just in case we needed a snippet for a keepsake. Thoughtful? Yes. About 4 other people walked in while my boys were in his chairs, and he knew every one of their names. I guarantee we'll be back to visit Brad, and when we do I bet you a dollar he'll know our names.

Conclusion: Nice people are really great.

If You Were To Ask Me . . .

2011-10-02T20:37:00.000-07:00

. . . If I was enjoying our new home, I'd say yes.
. . . If I liked that Target was so far away, I'd say no.
. . . If I liked the mountains so close, I'd say yes.
. . . If I enjoyed having guest bedrooms, I'd say yes.
. . . If I have a weird obsession with Rocky-Road Ice Cream, I'd say yes.
. . . If I was happy because another good friend is moving away, I'd say no.
. . . If I had a baby inside me growing, growing, and growing, I'd say yes, yes, YES!

Conclusion: Lewis' baby number two is due in March!

P.S. The above photo is completely unrelated to this post. I know it's blurry. I'm sad about it, too, but in order to know how awesome the photo is, you must know that Simon is staring at a photo of Jesus. Darn-right fabulous kid I have here.

Moon Festival

2011-09-25T19:31:00.000-07:00

Every year in multiple Asian countries they hold a festival called Mid-Autumn Festival. It is held generally on the 15th of September. The festival always coincides with a full moon, thus our family name of Moon Festival. Some cultures light sky lanterns {something we'll have to try next year}, some simply look at the moon, some work their matchmaker magic, some put on elaborate dances, and some eat moon cakes. All in all, it's a reason to celebrate and enjoy oneself.

Our dear friends Jackie and Isaku {better known as, ak-ie and gawk-oo to Simon} joined our little family for a simple moon festival. We sat in the backyard, ate tiny cakes I had made, read moon poetry, and stared at the rabbit in the moon. We had a great time. I'm not sure we did the festival justice, but it was a good excuse to get together.

It may or may not look like we are doing a seance in these photos, but rest-assured, we most definitely are not. We're just eating little cakes and drinking milk from paper cups.

Jackie and I chatting. Isaku taking care of Simon. Tyler taking photos. Typical for all of us.

Don't worry, that little cute face can't get burned. The candles were fake...which didn't stop him from trying to blow them out.

Conclusion: Go look at the moon for a bit. You'll feel refreshed afterwords, I promise.

Adventure Day: Bus Trip

2011-09-20T21:52:00.000-07:00

A few weeks ago one of Simon's buddies came up with a great idea {okay, so technically his mom had the great idea. Thank you, Alex.}. The idea? Go for a bus ride! We met up with our friends downtown and had a plesant little ride to a local eatery {okay, so technically it was McDonald's, but doesn't eatery sound better?}. We played on the toys had a treat and were off to catch our bus home. The wait for the bus back was a bit hot and dusty, but we made the best of it. The boys had a blast. Once Simon got over the shock of the noisy air brakes he fell in love with being able to look out the window unbuckled!

Conclusion: Adventure is out there!

Death Cab For Cutie 2011

2011-09-15T10:20:00.000-07:00

Death Cab in SLC. Photo from here.

We saw Death Cab a week or so ago. It was a first for Tyler to see them, and my... {hold on, let me count} I have no idea how many times I've seen them, but it's been a lot. This show was by far the best I've been to...hands down. I asked Tyler what he thought about the show because I wanted to quote him in my post, he said "I've had Death Cab stuck in my head for a week. I don't know, make something cool up." Okay that was sort of a lame quote, he had a great time. I promise.

At this show instead of standing on the floor like we normally do, we purchased seat tickets. It was a bit more reserved, translation: I wasn't constantly pushed into a sweaty strangers and abnormally tall people were never standing in front of me {which was awesome}. During the whole show I kept staring at the crowd and feeling like I was no longer 'one of them'. I had moved on to stands. I wish I could make that small sentence carry more impact. I had moved to the stands. {did the underlining help?} I was thirty years old at a show with teenagers, though I was not the oldest person there, not by any means. Yet I still felt old. So many of the songs that were played carried specific memories with them, places, people, situations. Some happy, some not as happy. I wondered about everyone else's attachment to this band. What songs had carried them through a sad time or magnified a happy moment. I wondered if these musicians had any idea the impact they make on people. They seemed so happy to be doing what they were doing and very grateful for the support we were giving them. Which was a nice feeling to receive. You know what else is nice? That it's possible for group of musicians to be famous and write music without being trashy or vulgar. Thank you for that Death Cab.

Overall, I walked away from the show with ringing ears and a happy heart. It was a great show, but also different from all the rest I've seen. Perhaps because I'm more of a 'grown-up' now than I used to be. What ever 'grown-up means'. I am no longer one of those hundreds of people smashed on the floor in the GA section. Instead, I'm a reserved seat girl. I wasn't driving home with roommates and friends to endure late night after late night. I was going home with my adorable husband to a sweet sleeping baby. I knew the next day the three of us would dance around the living room together to some silly song like, Elmo's Four Ducks. That last sentence doesn't carry any amount of dissatisfaction because, truthfully, I'd take dancing with my family to silly songs over being squished against hundreds of sweaty people at a concert any day.

Conclusion: Life moves quickly so remember to dance.

Yesterday

2011-09-12T10:27:00.000-07:00

Go here. You won't regret it, but bring a tissue.

Conclusion: God Bless America.

Dallan Bob's Turn With The Lewis'

2011-09-06T19:50:00.000-07:00

All sumer long Dallan has been earning money and mailing it to me it crumpled envelopes. He had big plans for his visit with us and needed more money than the other girls were allotted. He ended up saving quite a bit. I was impressed with him. When he arrived we made a list of things he wanted to do and things he could afford. He ended up doing a few extra chores around our place to earn a few extra dollars for a movie, but other than that, he was able to do everything he had hoped to do, which really pleased me. We forgot to take a photo of our list but believe me, we did a ton of fun things! One of Dallan's favorite things we did {besides 7-peaks - Thank you Tyler for going on EVERY ride with him.} was make a bunch of stop-motion videos. We had a blast doing it. Here are a few of our finished projects:

First we started simple.

Then we stepped it up a notch.

Last but not least, Dallan's favorite. {Please disregard that giant mess in our yard. Next year it will be a beautiful garden.}

Fun, yes? Here are a few more photos to enjoy.

Conclusion: We are grateful to have such wonderful cousins. {Really, ALL of Simon's cousins are fantastic.}

Half Marathon!

2011-08-31T07:19:00.000-07:00

Did you think for a half of a second that I actually ran a half marathon? Did you?! If so, thank you for thinking I could be that awesome. For those of you who didn't even consider that I ran....I have the potential, don't you think? No? Okay fine, you know me far too well. It would be terrific if this photo was legit, but the truth is I didn't run a half marathon. I actually haven't ran anywhere for quite some time....unless you count running after Simon, but that's more of a quick walk as opposed to a run.

Back to the point, Tyler's cousin directs the Mapleton Moonlight Half Marathon every year. Tyler was able to do some techy stuff for them, and I was able to take photos of the finishers. It was a great time. The object of the race is to cross the finish line AT midnight. You can start at whatever time you wish, and you'll win a prize and lots of cheers if you're the midnight winner.

I was so impressed with all of these runners. So much determination and focus. People of all different ages and sizes - from children to grandparents. It was quite inspiring.

Conclusion: The human body is an amazing thing.

P.S. Isn't Tyler handsome?

Lily Comes To Town

2011-08-28T21:39:00.000-07:00

Lily was able to come for her Lewis Trip Of Fun for 5 days! It was a blast. She was a great helper and always, ALWAYS had a good attitude. We did so many things, and I forgot to take photos of just about every activity. Simon had a blast with Lily. He was constantly yelling her name, "Wiwee!'. It was so much fun.

Conclusion: We love you, Wiwee!

Holbrook Campout 2011

2011-08-25T18:05:00.000-07:00

Dirty camping boy.

The big boys building a ladder.

And for what did they need the ladder? The zip-line they were building. Doesn't everyone build a zip-line when they go camping?

Aquarius Ranger Station. Beautiful. See that little American flag back there? We put it up each morning after breakfast and took it down every night at sunset. It created a sweet moment each day.

The little girls couldn't pick enough flowers. Their bouquets were lovely.

Sunset.

Inspecting and collecting rocks.

Bath time. This ranger station had running water, even hot water. It was wonderful.

Simon is actually crying in this photo, but let's just pretend he's not.

The family {minus Desi who's at home on bedrest. We missed her.} I'm not sure why we didn't take this photo on the first day when we were all clean and pretty. BUT, I think we are all looking at the camera, which is impressive.

Conclusion: I am grateful that my family appreciates and loves nature.

Hopefully this mass amount of photos will make up for my lack of blogging over the last month or so.

Lewis' AKA Homeowners

2011-08-18T20:13:00.000-07:00

It's official. We bought a house. I am actually typing this IN our new house. I haven't taken many photos yet {besides the one above}, otherwise I'd show you. I'll post one soon. But this one of my packing boy is cute. Hopefully it will tie you over till I get enough energy to venture out to the sidewalk to snap a photo :)

Conclusion: Welcome home.

Yearly Reunion

2011-08-15T08:24:00.000-07:00

Our once a year reunion was just as happy and fun as it's always been {for the last two years}. I love this group of people. They are inspiring, educated, talented, hilarious, and deeply care about one another. What more could you ask for in a group of friends?

Conclusion: Till next year...

P.S. It's our three anniversary today. My nephew Dallan is currently at our house. I let him pick a wedding photo of Tyler and I to post on my blog. This is the he picked. He's cute. Happy anniversary sweet Tyler, I love you to the moon!

We've Been Busy Pushing Our Life Forward

2011-08-04T11:07:00.000-07:00

Photo by Grandma Nina at the park.

Conclusion: Have a happy day and we'll talk soon.

Home From Vacation {I wrote this two weeks ago}

2011-07-21T20:55:00.000-07:00

Bear Lake. Good food. Happy family. Hugs. More good food. Swimming galore. Tender moments. Laughter. Card games. Thoughtful chats. Smashing watermelons. Reverent 4th of July. Bear Lake again with a different bunch of family. Simon's first wave runner ride. More good food. Down pour of rain. More swimming. Simon almost falling asleep in his floaty. Treasure hunts. Mosquitos. Crafts. Happiness.

Conclusion: All of my family {both sides} are wonderful. What a happy week and half it's been!

P.S. Tyler is standing just out of the frame in the photo above...don't worry.

The East Coast Keeps Stealing My Friends.

2011-07-15T20:04:00.000-07:00

A few years ago my roommate and I were anxiously sitting in our living room waiting for our new roommate to show herself. We had no idea who she was or where she was coming from. We waited and waited but she didn't make her appearance for two more days. During those two days, my friends and I created a pseudo personality of our soon to be roommate. Her name would be Susan. That is the only detail I can recall now, but I know we had every detail of her past, present, and future planned out. When our roommate eventually moved in {after getting her car back from being highjacked and every material possession she owned stolen...welcome to Utah?} we discovered her birth name was actually Anne not Susan, but when my dad met her {he along with everyone else we knew had been calling our new roommate Susan for days} he said "hey! Susie!" and from that point on she was Annie Susan a.k.a. Susie.

Typical two person dance party.

Sus has now moved back to her home of New Jersey. I'm sure her family and Bruce are happy about this, but all those connected to her here in Utah are heartbroken. What can be said of a girl who is pure sunshine? I have nothing negative to write about her, only hilarious story after hilarious story. Not only did we share numerous good times {i.e. Lake Powell, the tannest summer of my life. Oregon road trips. Camping. Adventure summer. Pretending to be rock climbers, by only watching rock climbers climb. Concerts and concerts. Bike club with 'borrowed' bikes. Ping-pong dining table. Love lost and love found. Photos galore. Sincere talks and so many late nights trying to build fires}. This sweet angel saw me through some rather interesting spots in which I found myself. She always did her best to protect and care for me. She did a really good job.

Conclusion: I'm not sure why I have always been blessed with such high caliber friends, but I truly, truly have been. I am grateful for that.

Improv Everywhere

2011-06-29T19:17:00.000-07:00

Conclusion: Awesome? Yes.

Go Figure

2011-06-26T16:46:00.000-07:00

While shopping the other day I noticed I was slightly dancing to the song playing over the speakers. I wrote a few of the lyrics down so I could look it up when I got home. Whelp, I looked it up and you'll never guess who the song is by. . . Hanson. Yep, it's that Hanson. These little guys. Apparently they grew up, and they still sing catchy songs. Who knew?

Conclusion: I was not expecting that. Enjoy the song and 'give little heart and soul'.

An Ode To Hen-ay {aka Henry}

2011-06-22T20:31:00.000-07:00

Hiding out.

A little snuggle {Simon laid on his lap for about 5 minutes...till Henry couldn't take it anymore}.

Champion high-fiving boys.

A contemplative chat.

Apparently, the funniest story ever told. I love this photo so much.

Conclusion: I love how little kids don't care who you are or where you came from. They just want to be friends. Childhood is wonderful.

Jules, if you weren't sure if we missed you guys....rest assured...we do indeed.

Practically A Year Of Play Group

2011-06-19T15:34:00.000-07:00

October 2010:

I think I have earlier photos of the boys together but I can't find them.

May 2011:

Simon and I, Henry and Julia, Stewart and Alex. At our last hurrah! at Discovery Gateway.

Our play group for what seems like the last year has been a lot of fun. These boys are all hilarious together. Watching them attempt to share is a bit painful, but other than that they are always happy. Sad news, Henry has moved to North Carolina. He and his family will be missed dearly. I could go on and on about how grateful I am for Julia {Henry's mom}. She always brought nothing but positiveness into my life. Isn't that a wonderful thing? Such a rare find. She is such an amazing woman.

Side note for myself: Do to circumstances {which generally means nap-time} Julia and I weren't able to say goodbye in person before we left on vacation. This made me sad, but I rationalized the sadness away by thinking; 'it will be better this way, I'd cry like a baby anyway'. THEN we flew in from Hawaii and guess who we saw just a few moments after walking off the plane. That's right, the Moss trio, Julia, David, and Henry. They were headed towards their oneway flight to North Carolina scheduled to fly out on the very plane on which we flew into Utah. Coincidence? I think not. A blessing from a loving Heavenly Father? I believe so. Though I was sniffling for the remainder of our walk through the airport, it was exactly what I needed.

Another side note: At my friends wedding last week I had a great chat with my good friend Russell about friendship. He explained that once he regarded someone as a dear and sincere friend he always held them in that same esteem. No matter the amount of time that passed or how little they spoke to each other, he always considered them just as good of friends as they had been in the prime of their friendship. I completely related to this and loved his explanation of it. So, I guess you better watch out if we become friends, because friends we will always be.

Conclusions: Isn't it nice that friendships can live on forever?

P.S. Don't worry, we still have the amazing Stewart and his wonderful mommy Alex to play with! Thank heavens they aren't leaving us! A person can only handle so much :)

Funny Story

2011-06-14T20:41:00.000-07:00

I generally plan our vacations. Party because I really enjoy it and party because Tyler has been busy since the day I met him. When we found out we were going to to be able to go to Hawaii, Tyler offered to plan our trip. Tyler was extremely swamped with completing his thesis so I'd thought I'd silently let him off the hook of planning our trip. So of course, I ordered a book on Oahu and starting making lists of places we shouldn't miss. The night before we left I had a rough idea of the things we'd do, but then Tyler sat at the computer and declared, "well, I better plan our trip!". He then asked what things I wanted to see, looked a few things up in the book, and created this itinerary for us:

Hilarious? Yes. I generally plan our trips out with color codes, file folders, addresses, phone numbers, directions, everything is matching and perfectly stapled in its appropriate section of the itinerary. And look, my awesome husband perfectly planned our Hawaiian vacation on this tiny post-it note. Maybe I'm the only one who will find this funny, but I don't care. I think it's fantastic.

Conclusion: Simplicity.

Chad Did It Again!

2011-06-11T20:28:00.000-07:00

In efforts to build up his beautiful portfolio, our good friend Chad (previously mentioned here) was able to take some fun, family photos for us. Even though I've already explained how talented he is, I'll give you just a bit more proof. Take a lookie at these:

To see more go to Chad's blog here. If it looks like Simon is eating in a lot of the photos, that's because he is. We were bribing him with dried mangos. Our plan slightly backfired on us. Instead smiles we got a mouth stuffed with mango. He's cute either way though. And look at that happy boy up there! Love it.

If you're looking for someone to take your photos, you should hit Chad up. I'm very serious about this. His prices are beyond reasonable and he is great to work with. It should also be noted that all of these photos were shot with actual film and were NOT edited one tiny bit. Impressed? You should be. You really should be because that is a rare find these days.

Conclusion: Thank you Chad!

Paradise Found

2011-06-05T21:22:00.000-07:00

{This photo is by Tyler}

You: What?! No photos of You and Tyler?

Me: Ya, ya, I know. I would really love to post photos of my beautifully sun kissed golden skin, but you know me, not how my body works. Rest assured I'm just as 'snow whitely' pale as I have always been.

You: I'm not really sure that 'snow whitely' is a word.

Me: Wha? I'm sure it's completely legit. Back on topic...

You: Yes, sorry for interrupting.

Me: Apology accepted. You see, there is far too much pain and suffering involved in trying to make my skin any shade darker than it is now. So instead of roasting my swimming suit clad body in the beaming sun, I lather and re-lather with SPF 50+ while seeking out and soaking up every ounce of shade I come across. It's taken me awhile but I love my blindingly pale body.

You: So what does that have to do with you not posting any photos of the two of you?

Me: Hmmm, you bring up a good point. Fine, here you go:

We love each other.

Conclusion: You will be missed Hawaii. Summer please come and stay till it's Fall's turn.

P.S. Death Cab's new album is out. This track is my favorite so far.

I guess I should explain these photos. Due to Tyler's awesome Grad program at BYU and the constant encouragement to present at conferences, we were able to go to Hawaii for almost a week. One more reason to be grateful for BYU!

ONE more thing. Thank you to S.J.'s grandparents for taking care of our sweet, little Simon boy. We never had to worry about him because we knew he was in perfectly loving hands.

A Quote From Someone I Admire

2011-05-17T09:57:00.000-07:00

"The thing always happens that you really believe in; and the belief in a thing makes it happen."

-Frank Lloyd Wright

Conclusion: Be believing, be patient, and be kind- these are the things that are on my mind.

Reasons Why Job Hunting Is Like Dating

2011-05-10T21:48:00.000-07:00

Job: You try to find a job in your field, something which interests you.
Dating: You try to find a suitable boy/girl who you are attracted to.

Job: When you find a job you like, you hope they are impressed with your resume so they'll want to call you in for an interview.
Dating: When you find someone you like, you hope they will like you in return and ask you on a date or accept your offer of a date.

Job: When you find out you've been chosen for an interview you are nervous, but you do the best you possibly can to show your real self and express your excitement for the job.
Dating: When you are finally able to go on the date you are on your best behavior, showing your date how good of a match you are together.

Job: After the first interview you wait on pins and needles to be asked back for a second interview. All the time hoping they saw your potential.
Dating: After the first date you hope there will be a second date. You worry about all the silly/dumb things you said or did and hope they didn't discourage your date.

Job: If and when a second interview is arranged, you are thrilled and prepare yourself in every way so you can prove that you are most qualified for the job.
Dating: When the second date arrives you go the extra mile to make sure your date knows you are interested and want things to progress.

Job: After the second interview you are told that you will hear if you got the job, either way, by a certain date. So, you wait and wait and wait. A few days can seem like years as you wait.
Dating: When the second date is over you hear "That was fun, I'll call you soon." You're not quite sure what this means but you have hope in your heart so you wait for 'soon' to come quickly.

Job: The last day of the waiting period has come. It's 4:00 and you know the boss leaves at 5. You try to distract yourself. You can't seem to think of anything besides your phone is not ringing then... it rings.
Dating: Your phone is constantly in your hand or pocket. Phantom vibrations or ringing sounds are firing off inside your mind at all times. You take extra naps to make time pass quicker. You're annoyed when anyone calls you BUT your date. You review each date over and over in your mind until finally your phone rings.

Job: You are offered the job! All of your hard work and all of the suspense has been worth it. You now have three days to accept the job. OR a much more stoic phone call is received and you hear "Thanks for taking the time to interview. We're sorry but we've hired someone else for the job. Good luck on your job search."
Dating: Your date calls, and you are thrilled to hear him/her ask if the two of you could be more exclusive. You feel silly for worrying so much and promise yourself you will be more relaxed from here on out. OR your date does indeed call but instead of good news you hear, "Thanks for going out with me. I had a great time. I think we're going to be great friends. So, do you think I could borrow that movie we were talking about? I have a friend who really wants to watch it."

Job: You accept the job and both parties are thrilled about the new arrangement. OR slightly discouraged you print out a few new resumes and start hunting for the next job.
Dating: You excitedly explain to your date that only seeing him/her is exactly what you want. Both of you are thrilled about the idea of spending more time together. OR you mope around your house for a few weeks in your sweats until that glorious day when you notice a new attractive prospect in class. The next day you shower, brush your hair, walk with a bit more pep in your step, and the cycle begins again.

Though our job hunt was short-lived, it was fun/stressful/intense. We are grateful to know that Tyler will be employed at Maple Mountain High School in the fall!! Non-Student life here we come! {Well, after graduation in August, of course.}

Conclusion: New adventure, here we come!

{So the new adventure is only 15 minutes way... it's still an adventure nonetheless}

Did I Tell You?

2011-05-09T10:27:00.000-07:00

We have a construction site in our back yard, well, practically our back yard. It's going to be a 48 ward facility for the students of BYU. You may think having a construction site in our back yard could be very obnoxious, and I must admit that when windows and walls are shaking like a excited maraca things become a bit interesting. But, watching Simon enjoy the giant, construction vehicles soothes my annoyance. Plus, our construction friend Josh {the foreman} sometimes slips us unknown information about the project, which is neat. Also, he frequently checks in through the fence to make sure the crew's disturbance is minimal and that we don't have any major complaints. A few days ago, he came over to say hi as Simon and I were playing in the sandbox. Our sandbox was here when we moved in and it is more of a gravel box. Construction Josh noticed our less than ideal sandbox situation and offered us some sand from his side of the fence, this made our day. His kindess is appreciated.

All in all, it's pretty fun. Often, we head into the back yard to play but end up sitting in the sunshine watching the tractors chug by.

Conclusion: Awe the life of a little boy - two plastic golf clubs {borrowed from the neighbors}, mismatched clothes, being outdoors, and all while accompanied by Mary Anne.

Pretty Is As Pretty Does

2011-05-05T18:31:00.000-07:00

I hadn't heard about this moment till my friend posted it on her facebook page.
This is the couple's first married kiss. Note little Grace in the bottom left corner. She is obviously unhappy.

Now note the kindness Princess Kate offered her. During a moment when the entire world would've been comfortable with the Princess being completely self involved, she instead tried to help little unhappy Grace feel more comfortable.

Conclusion: I'm impressed.

Post Script: I'm pretty sure her title isn't actually 'Princess', but I don't care. Any girl who looks like she does and marries a Prince, is a princess in my book.

10 Things For Today {Actually Last Tuesday}

2011-05-02T07:18:00.000-07:00

Don't worry Simon has not turned into a robot. We were just having a little fun with a cardboard box. There is a hole cut out of the other side... so I guess he is sort of a robot...

1. My tonsils are swollen to the size of cantaloupes.
2. Two sweet ladies brought me soup and conversation which really brightened my day.
3. Simon laughed all day long.
4. I planted flowers. A long row of flowers.
5. Simon discovered puddles.
6. Tyler came home with a handsome new hair cut.
7. We splurged and bought pizza and NOT Little Caesars.
8. I worked on an art project.
9. Simon's BFF and one of mine came over.
10. There is still a half a gallon of Simple Orange in the fridge.

Conclusion: It's been a nice day, AND the sun shined a lot.

Update:
Tonsils are no longer swollen - thank you Dr. Ford, Simon is still happy with laugher, Tyler is still handsome, but sadly the orange juice is all gone.

How Old Are You? Me? I'm 30.

2011-04-27T21:11:00.000-07:00

I wasn't sure what to expect nor did I know how I would feel on my 30th birthday, but I can now tell you that I have never felt more loved. Do you want to hear why? Yes? Good, then continue reading.

Frist, one of my best friends sent me a secret package. When I opened it I gasped. Glowing up at me in all their delicious glory was 30 Snickers eggs {an obsession of my friend and mine which started in college}. It has been fun thinking about each individual year of my life as I eat them. Although, Tyler has gobbled down year after year without giving them much sentimental thought at all {smile}.

Second, some of our other great friends, The Fords, snuck into our house and hid hollow chocolate eggs EVERYWHERE. Inside each egg was a clue which led to the next. I'm a sucker for scavenger hunts, so this was a blast. I was running all over our tiny house like a giddy, little girl. It was great.

Third, another of my best friends brought me a box filled to the brim with 30 of her favorite things. I still think this is such a clever idea. How fun would it be to go shopping for all of your favorite things. This box was filled with so many yummy, fun, and practical things and made me feel so loved.

Fourth, one of my dearest friends recently came home from serving a mission for our church. She is now living in California, and I have only seen her once since she's been home. It was only for a few hours. On my birthday she called to wish me a happy day. I was lying on the couch chit-chatting with her. It was a beautiful day so our blinds were pulled open and our door was open wide so the warm air could glide through. I was enjoying this pleasant afternoon as I was talking with my sweet friend when all of a sudden she walked up the path to our door. There she was smiling the best smile a person could have. It was such a happy surprise. We ended up talking the night away. Being able to have her at my house for two days was perfect.

{Sorry this not so flattering photo was the only one we took. It is taken with Lindsay's phone. We are eating birthday ice-cream and loving it.}

Fifth, when Tyler asked what I wanted for my birthday I replied, "thirty balloons." As you can see, he did not disappoint. I wish I could've seen him shoving all of these crazy balloons into our little car. I hope it made passer-byers laugh and smile.

Sixth, Tyler gave me one of the most thoughtful gifts I've ever received. He has spent the past week gathering emails from friends of mine. Friends from ALL stages of my life. He then compiled them all together in a beautifully formatted way and presented it to me on my birthday. I cried and laughed my way through each page. Reading so many kind words and funny memories made me feel as though I could burst with love. I cannot thank Tyler enough for making that feeling come together for me.

My mom wrote something so fitting for her portion of my book. She wrote this; "When dad and I turned the age of thirty, we really didn't make much of a fuss about it. But by age forty we learned that we are supposed to “celebrate” by mourning the passing of the years. So we played along and on dad's fortieth birthday, I served cake with a vulture and a tombstone on it, and decorated the house with black balloons and crepe paper. Our party guests even dressed in black! Contemplating such a scene, I realized how much I didn't feel that way about growing older! Our house should have been full of color to reflect the happiness of our lives and our gratitude for it's rich and meaningful experiences! I hope your birthday is full of color and such happiness and gratitude!"

Her hope came true, my 30th birthday was FILLED with color and was bursting with happiness and gratitude.

Conclusion: I hope the feelings I have right now will linger for a long, long time. Thank you, everyone.

Post script: Perhaps I should've broken this up into two or maybe three posts? Sorry if you got bored half way through this post. It was just such a great day, and I wanted to document it forever on the world wide web.

Ruby Story #22

2011-04-25T07:28:00.000-07:00

Ruby and I talked about doing a service project {after I described what a service project was, Ruby was onboard}. We decided we wanted to do something that would make lots of people happy. So, I cut a bunch of strips from pink card stock. Then Ruby and I wrote down happy sayings. Ruby even came up with a few of her own such as, "your clothes are cute".

We then covered the paper with tape so it could withstand the rain. Next, we walked all over town and hung our happy sayings up. We ran into my great friend, Jackie, and she went along with us, which made our adventure even better! It was so fun to see the complete joy swirl through Ruby's body when she would see someone read her sign. It was a fun and happy service project.

Conclusion: "Remember to smile." Ruby, age 6

Passover

2011-04-21T19:19:00.000-07:00

Way to Emmaus, Robert Zund

I love this painting.

I am not sure where my love and respect for Jewish tradition stems from, but it runs deep. Passover is a beautiful celebration. It is filled with remembrance, preparation, and gratitude. I believe those three attributes would benefit us all, regardless of our religious beliefs. This quote by Morris Joseph sums up my feelings perfectly; "Passover has a message for the conscience and the heart of all mankind. For what does it commemorate? It commemorates the deliverance of a people from degrading slavery, from most foul and cruel tyranny. And so, it is Israel's - nay, God's protest against unrighteousness, whether individual or national. "

This season also commemorates the loving atonement of Jesus Christ. Elder Holland said it best when he said, "As we approach this holy week - Passover Thursday with it's Paschal Lamb, atoning Friday with its cross, Resurrection Sunday with its empty tomb - may we declare ourselves to be more fully disciples of the Lord Jesus Christ, not in word only and not only in the flush comfortable times but in deed and in courage and in faith, including when the path is lonely and when our cross is difficult to bear. This Easter week and always, may we stand by Jesus Christ 'at all times and in all things, and in all places that {we} may be in, even until death,' for surely that is how he stood by us when it was unto death and when He had to stand entirely and utterly alone."

I love this time of year. For me, it brings a feeling of freshness and more importantly a feeling of rededication. I am reminded that above all else, I should be trying my best to live my life as Christ-like as I can. I cannot see how anything negative could come from trying to emulate someone who was so pure and loving.

Conclusion: I know my Redeemer lives.

I've Been Thinking About Hiiku's, But This Isn't One.

2011-04-17T18:28:00.000-07:00

I wandered lonely as a cloud

that floats on high o'er vales and hills.

When all at once I saw a crowd,

a host, of golden daffodils;

Beside a lake, beneath the trees,

fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine

and twinkle on the milky way.

They stretched in never-ending line

along the margin of the bay;

ten thousand saw I at a glance,

tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they

out-did the sparkling waves in glee.

A poet could not but be gay,

in such a jocund company.

I gazed - and gazed - but little thought

what wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie

in vacant or pensive mood,

they flash upon my inward eye

which is the bliss of solitude;

and then my heart with pleasure fills,

and dances with the daffodils.

-William Wordsworth

Conclusion: A few days ago Simon and I were in the middle of hunting for NPR on the radio, when we came across a station that sounded like A Prairie Home Companion. After a few dry jokes, the host quoted a line from Wordsworth's daffodil poem. It was just what I needed at just the right time. Thank you dry host, and thank you Wordsworth.

Ruby Story #21

2011-04-13T21:16:00.000-07:00

The list.

Arts and crafts, games with Tyler, and the finished arts and craft project!

BYU's Paleontology Museum and Ruby doing a few chores around the house to earn some extra money to buy popcorn at the movie.

Thanksgiving Point with Henry and Julia. Look at that happy face! Cows, horses, sheep, oh my!

Our second craft night. Happy times.

Ruby came to stay with us for a few days during her spring break. We had a blast! Her first morning here we brain stormed all the things we wanted to do. Then, we made a day by day list so we could get everything done. We had a budget of twenty dollars. I have to admit, I'm impressed we were able to do everything on our list with 50 cents to spare! We even planted flowers, which we forgot to add to the list.

This girl is an angel. I'm so grateful for her. She was a great helper and always happy. Ruby and Simon are now great friends. Simon couldn't stop hugging her. Watching these two run around with each other made me very excited to have more children. I think Simon will love to have a person his size to play with. When Ruby drove away with her dad, Simon was very sad. He waved goodbye from the driveway till their car was out of site and then from the living room window for a few more minutes. Precious.

It's been a great few days! Up next, Lily's {Ruby's sister} coming to town. I better start brainstorming fun things to do!

Conclusion: Family is forever.

Child Aquatics Level One Certified!

2011-04-10T09:58:00.000-07:00

Our first lesson Simon was the only baby with his binkie in his mouth, head on his mamma's shoulder, and a scowl on his face. BUT by the last lesson, we had to keep a large distance between us and the other babies in order to protect them from Simon's happy splashes.

Conclusion: Three cheers for swimming!

P.S. If you're wondering who is in the photos with us, it's Henry and his mama Julia. We love them.

Also, it's hilarious, don't you think, that a tiny little guy like Simon can have a swimming certificate. Totally awesome.

Semiannual Holbrook Kite Extravaganza

2011-04-07T20:54:00.000-07:00

Look at all those happy faces! In case you are worried, Simon was perfectly safe from our kite stampede.

Conclusion: We hardly ever have enough wind, but we make the best of it and always have a blast!

P.S. Photos are by Tyler.

Ferris Bueller

2011-04-04T21:00:00.000-07:00

There was a summer when my siblings and I watched Farris Bueller's Day Off more times than you would probably think possible. I'm not sure why I was drawn to the movie. Maybe because it was so different from my small town life. Or perhaps simply because my brother loved it so much, and I wanted to be like him.

I remember walking through town one day during a festival. People were everywhere. Jeff, my brother, spotted a kid wearing a Detroit Red Wings jersey, the same one Cameron wears in Buellers Day Off. Jeff ran up to the kid and bought the shirt off his back {literally}. I think he paid him 40 dollars for it. It was a truly hilarious moment.

Joseph Brett made a new trailer for Farris Bueller. Something that would work in today's movie market. I know this video is circulating around the internet, as most brilliant/interesting/inspiring things do these days, but I wanted to share it, too. You'd never know this movie was made 25 years ago from watching this trailer. It's clever. I am impressed.

Conclusion: " Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it"

- Ferris Bueller

Whelp

2011-03-31T12:34:00.000-07:00

You probably thought this post was going to go on and on about how brilliant Death Cab's new album is. Well, I have every intention of doing that. . . when the album actually comes out on MAY 31st.

Gee wiz. My excitement got the best of me. Let's resume this discussion in May.

Conclusion: Having things to look forward to is nice.

"This Is Fact Not Fiction"

2011-03-28T19:49:00.000-07:00

I was 21 when I went to my first Death Cab For Cutie show. It was in March at the Bowery Ballroom in downtown NYC. Back when Nick, the bass player, had uglier hair, and Ben, the lead singer, was a bit rounder. It was at that show that I was able to have a tiny chit-chat with Mr. Ben Gibbard before Mates of State opened the show. I appreciated his normalcy and his interest in me, a complete stranger. Those were the days when each band member had one or maybe two guitars and had to tune them themselves between songs. It was long before band members were married to movie stars. It would be years and many shows later before Death Cab would sign with the big shots, Atlantic Records, thus raising their fame level from a 3 to a 10+.

They are funny, talented, and passionate about their work. I've always been impressed by how simple they seem. How like ordinary people they are. Now nine years later my DCFC t-shirs are worn and faded but still very much loved.

This week we're going to be celebrating Death Cab's new album release, Codes and Keys. I've created a schedule so we can get a daily dose of Death Cab. Today we listened to every song they've released {90+ songs}. Tomorrow, we'll watch DCFC's documentary, Drive Well, Sleep Carefully. Wednesday, we'll wear DCFC paraphernalia. Thursday, we'll buy the new album and listen to each song while flipping through the freshly printed cd booklet. Friday, we'll tell all our friends {those who care and those who don't} how fantastic the new album is. Saturday, we'll just be happy.

Take a look at these guys. Sigh, call me silly, but I'm such a fan. {Also, brilliant photo. Don't you think?}

Conclusion: "I can hear the Atlantic echo back roller coasters screams from summers past."

- Coney Island, Ben Gibbard

Post title comes from A Lack of Color, also by Ben Gibbard. Have a listen. This is a top favorite, too.

A Daddy And A Quote For Sunday

2011-03-27T15:38:00.000-07:00

"Those who believe there is one God who made all things and who governs the world by his providence will make many choices different from those who do not. Those who hold in reverence that Being who gave them life and worship Him through adoration, prayer, and thanksgiving will make many choices different from those who do not. Those who believe that mankind are all of a family and that the most acceptable service of God is doing good to man will make many choices different from those who do not. Those who believe in a future state in which all that is wrong here will be made right will make many choices different from those who do not. Those who subscribe to the morals of Jesus will make many choices different from those who do not.

Since the foundation of all happiness is thinking rightly, and since correct action is dependent on correct opinion, we cannot be too careful in choosing the value system we allow to govern our thoughts and actions. And to know that God governs in the affairs of men, that He hears and answers prayers, and that He is a rewarder of them that diligently seek Him, is indeed, a powerful regulator of human conduct."

-Benjamin Franklin

Conclusion: I am ~~lucky~~ blessed to have Tyler.

The Sun Is Shinning So Brightly Right Now I Have To Squint My Eyes

2011-03-23T09:06:00.000-07:00

I spotted this scene from our window while making dinner a few weeks ago.

Just a boy and his dad happily playing in the sand box. I love it.

Conclusion: Sun, please stick around.

We Watched This In Sunday School Today.

2011-03-20T19:50:00.000-07:00

Conclusion: God does exist.

I Spy A Little Boy

2011-03-18T09:04:00.000-07:00

Conclusion: I really love balloons and that little, fuzzy head.

P.S. Have a great weekend and remember to keep Japan in your prayers.

Chad Keyes

2011-03-14T11:59:00.000-07:00

Chad is a dear friend of mine. We have been friends for years, long before Tyler and I met. Chad is one of those rare people who knew how to befriend my boyfriend, then remain friends with us after we were married and not nearly as social as we once were. I am constantly impressed {in awe, really} of his talent and positive outlook on things. Want some proof? {I hope it's okay I stole these from your site, Chad. Hopefully all the praise I'm dishing out will soothe any upset feelings} Not only is he a great photographer {mostly, a film photographer}, he is a brilliant graphic designer, which I saw first hand when we used to work together. Go here so I can show that off too.

Conclusion: Do you follow Chad's blog? Yes? Good for you. No? Well, start now.

List Of Gratitude

2011-03-12T10:52:00.000-08:00

1. Watching Simon instantly smile when he see's his cousin Dallan {Dallan loves him to bits and it's adorable to watch the two together.}
2. Job openings which make the future seem a bit brigher.
3. My mothers cooking, namely her cinnamon rolls.
4. The fact that my mother can't even eat cinnamon rolls yet still makes them for everyone else to enjoy.
5. Ranger station reservation {See photo above}.
6. Rain all day long.
7. Tax returns delivered.
8. Tillamook ice cream now available in Utah {this makes me so so SO happy}.
9. A family who loves to laugh.
10. Friends who take the time to let me know they are thinking of me.
11. Simon's morning singing.
12. Western family frozen ravioli a.k.a delicious {you'd be surprised to know how many food items have crossed my mind since I started this list}.
13. Finding blocks in my shoes.
14. The fact that my parents are on their way to our house for a sleepover.
15. Sunshine and a fenced back yard.

Conclusion: Sometimes all it takes to make a mediocre day more positive is a list.

The Best $3.50 I've Ever Spent

2011-03-07T21:00:00.000-08:00

That's right, toddler aviators.

Doesn't this look like it should be the cover of hip-hop album?

Conclusion: Finding a great deal PLUS a cute baby equals a lot of happiness.

P.S. I shopped every store in the mall and concluded that The Children's Place by far has the best selection and price for tiny sunglasses.

Live At The Met

2011-03-03T18:43:00.000-08:00

Photo credit, Met Opera. Deborah Voigt {photographed above} was the lead in the show we saw.

She was amazing. Also, isn't that a stunning photo?

I attended the Metropolitan Opera in New York City the other night via satellite at my local movie theater {thank you Jackie!}. I wasn't sure what to expect. My last opera was ten years ago. I am pleased to inform you that much has changed in ten years. My mother would be proud to know I didn't complain once during the whole 4 hours. She'll hardly believe that I held still the entire show, with only a simple crossing of my legs now and again. I even went so far as to let the incessant whining for treats fade away {which may be because I brought my own, but we'll just keep that between us.}. My eyes never closed, and I never once wished the show would 'just end already'. Amazing what ten years and a little maturity can do for a person.

One quick story, the three of us sat behind two older gentlemen. They must have been in their 70's. They seemed kind, well dressed, and thoughtful. I was intrigued with these two gentlemen and what had prompted them to attend the opera together. At the end of the show as the credits were rolling, I listened to the two men talk about what they liked about the show, how they hoped their wives could come next time, and how they were grateful that the they were able to attend together. I strolled behind them into the parking lot {no, I was stalking them, April. My car just happened to be in the same direction as theirs}. They talked of pleasant, simple things. They lifted my spirits and for a moment I could imagine myself, crippled with age, my best clothes on, wearing a few bits of sparkling jewelry for flare, walking side by side with a dear friend chatting about what a happy life we had.

Conclusion: I drove home with a smile, looking forward to the future but grateful for the present.

This Is Not A Box, It's A Fort

2011-02-28T21:13:00.000-08:00

This is not a box, this is a fort.

This is not the mail, it's confetti.

This is not a closet, it's a hideout.

This is not a bowl, it is a hat.

This is not a living room, it is a gourmet kitchen.

This is not a hoodie, it is a cloak {probably a magical one}.

This is not a colander, it is a mask.

This is not a bowl, it's a. . . I'm not sure what this is exactly, besides hilarious.

That is not a bag, it is. . . okay it is actually a bag. A big bag on a tiny body.

Things to note:

1. Simon is awesome.

2. Wearing matching clothes is overrated.

3. Anybody who's anybody wears their pajamas all day.

4. Tyler said Simon looked like Steve Jobs with his black turtleneck and jeans {see colander photo}.

5. Simon is still awesome.

Conclusion: It must be nice to be so small and cute.

A Quote From Carl Bloch

2011-02-26T09:29:00.000-08:00

"God helps me, that is what I think and then I am calm." - Carl Bloch

Conclusion: Inspirational

P.S. I love this calm painting. Its a scene I feel few would notice, let alone take the time to paint.

Living Room Barber Shop

2011-02-22T15:50:00.000-08:00

Simon received his first hair cut last week. This may seem ridiculous to those of you who see Simon often {he has so little hair}. His baby mullet need a bit of a trim. He was so patient and held so still, which was probably because he was watching a movie, which he never gets to do and probably because he's wonderful. The only downside is, now our tiny baby looks like a grown up toddler.

Conclusion: Simon, you are my sunshine.

P.S. For your viewing pleasure, an adorable photo of a boy and his daddy.

Tyler, The Reluctant Model

2011-02-18T07:04:00.000-08:00

For Steph's Valentines party this year, I silk screened canvas bags. We even made a few prints on some of Tyler's old art paper. It was a lot of fun and so was the party.

Conclusion: I love that there is an official day for people to express their love for each other.

Cousins From Across The Pond

2011-02-17T15:52:00.000-08:00

Simon and I were able to spend a wonderful amount of time with my cousin and her sweet baby last week. Their visiting made the week go by so quickly. Simon and Jared are now best friends. Seriously, you should see how excited Jared becomes when Simon walks into the room. It's adorable. Simon even taught Jared how to crawl {that may be a slight stretch of the truth, but I'm claiming it anyway}. Simon always seems to warm up quickly to people he's related to. I wonder if he can tell they're family, or if I'm just making things up again. Either way, it was a happy time, and we can't wait to see them again. If only we could make that large ocean which separates us a bit smaller...

Conclusion: Babies are fun. Anyone who says otherwise is wrong.

A Quote For Today

2011-02-12T14:18:00.000-08:00

Conclusion: "Be content with what you have; rejoice in the way things are. When you realize there is nothing lacking the whole world belongs to you." -Lao Tzu

"Well Open Up Your Door And Be Like Me. Open Up Your Door And Then Breathe Free."

2011-02-07T20:04:00.000-08:00

For every one step I take Simon takes three.

{This my be the best photo my phone has ever taken. Thank you phone.}

Conclusion: Stand in the sunshine.

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I Mean, Really.

2011-02-03T09:18:00.000-08:00

There are random times when I remember Michael Jackson has passed on. Every time that thought comes to mind I think, "Man! that is such a bummer."

Conclusion: Yes, he may have been a train wreck, but you can't deny the fact that he was one mega-talented train wreck.

I Held A Bit Of A Rainbow In My Hand

2011-01-31T09:40:00.000-08:00

Conclusion: I walked from a good day straight into an even better day.

Daydreaming

2011-01-27T08:34:00.000-08:00

A Gorge in the Mountain, Sanford Robinson Gifford

It's summer. I'm sitting in this round chair. I'm watching Simon play in the backyard with Henry {because in this daydream the Moss' haven't moved 25 billion miles away. In fact, they've canceled all their plans to ever move away. Ever.}. I'm sipping cherry limeade but thinking about getting a snow cone. Tyler is standing by the grill cooking up something delicious. A delicious something with cheese. The sun is setting so I flip the globe lights on and light a few candles. I close my eyes, breathe the summer in and feel refreshed.

Conclusion: "I don't care if my cup is half full or half empty. I'm just happy to have a cup."

{Quote found on a calendar piled with in a random collection of things in my mothers room}

Sweet Face

2011-01-21T18:24:00.000-08:00

Conclusion: Sometimes I can't believe he's really ours. I love being his mother.

P.S. My mom and Tyler both said the shirt Simon is wearing is a 'girl shirt'. I disagreed. Do you?

A Dog Eared Busy Life

2011-01-18T20:56:00.000-08:00

Artist: Steve Harrington

Call it a new year resolution. Call it a self realization. Call it what ever you like. I call it, taking a bit of time for myself. Just me. No one else. Lisa time. That's what I've been doing lately. It's a busy time in our lives, and by that I mean it's a busy time for Tyler. Tyler is working two jobs, fulfilling a leadership role at church, attending grad school, trying to fulfill his research requirements for graduation, and working on completing a difficult paper that has first round approval for a conference in Vancouver. My job in all of this business is to keep things running smoothly and to be supportive. I think I'm pretty good at this job, and I really enjoy it. I like being the smiling face he comes home to. I like making dinner {more like I like eating dinner}, and I like being able to spend my days with Simon. I am grateful for Tyler's hard work which makes that possible.

Back on topic, me time. I've started to relax in the afternoon. Instead of doing the normal household routine, I've been sitting down. I've been looking out the window. I've been writing my thoughts down. I've been reading. I've been still. Today, as I was reclined on the couch turning the pages of my library loan, I came across a passage that struck me. I read the passage again and again. I let the words slowly sink in and make themselves a comfortable home inside my soul. I grasped the corner of the page intending to dog-ear it. When I folded the corner I noticed how easy it was to create the crease. Upon further inspection, I discovered the page had been dog-eared before. I sat up. I gently held the book in my lap. I was struck with the thought that someone had come across something on the very same page and marked it just as I had. Who was this person? Did the same words that caught me also resinate with them? Did they too write it down so it wouldn't be lost and forgotten? Was this person in the same stage of life as I am? Did they find the passage encouraging? Did they feel as connected with the author as I did? Did this person think twice before dog-earing a page of a library book? Did they think it might be wrong to do but just couldn't turn the page without leaving some sort of mark of importance? Who was this person? Where are they now? Was the individual old or young? Male or female? Was it a mistake? Did the corner of the page simply get caught in the mix of the library and become creased?

I don't know. I will never know. I find that fascinating. I feel connected to the marker of my library book. I'd like to think that we'd be friends, good friends, if we ever came across each other. And who knows, perhaps we have met. Utah Valley isn't that big of a place.

Conclusion: Human connection is a beautiful gift.

Rated G: All Ages Permitted

2011-01-16T12:10:00.000-08:00

If you were the type of child who like Beverly Cleary I suggest you watch Ramona and Beezus. I you are the type of person who has a deep and tender connection with a niece/nephew or aunt/uncle I suggest you watch Ramona and Beezus. If you are the type of person who likes clean and uplifting movies, I suggest you watch Ramona and Beezus. If you are the type of person who can create new worlds through imagination, I suggest you watch Ramona and Beezus. If you're the type of person who likes to watch violent movies, movies that should have their mouths washed out with soap, then don't bother with Ramona and Beezus. You will think it's cheesy and childish {which is the exact reason why I like it so much}.

Conclusion: We are visual beings. Enjoy Ramona's adventure.
{Really, it's rated G. When was the last time you saw an all ages entertaining G-rated movie? (that wasn't animated?)}

Sweet Morning

2011-01-12T21:33:00.000-08:00

{Taken with my phone, thus the quality}

Conclusion: There is something so pure and sweet about a tiny boy soundly sleeping in a great, big bed.

Growing Is Forever

2011-01-10T21:45:00.000-08:00

Conclusion: Since I cannot be deep inside a forest to 'recharge' my soul, I will instead look at tranquil videos/photographs. With these images vivid in my mind I will close my eyes, breath slowly, and do my best to feel the peace that only a serene forest can give.

Stop Motion Simon

2011-01-06T14:23:00.000-08:00

Conclusion: He's a walker! It's awesome. Agree?

P.S. We just got the internet back today. I am now connected with the world again.

Ruby Story #20

2010-12-30T10:35:00.000-08:00

Lisa: Ruby! I got your comment on my blog!

Ruby: You did!

Lisa: Yes, did you type it yourself?

Ruby: Yep.

Lisa: Where did you learn how to type?

Ruby: The computer lab.

Lisa: At kindergarten?

Ruby: Yep.

I had no idea they had 'computer lab' in kindergarten. Amazing. Click here to read Ruby's comment, keep in mind she is 5 years old. I do believe she is my youngest commenter.

Conclusion: "Little people are awesome." - Tyler Lewis

P.S. The reason Ruby apologies is because she's disappointed in the way her letter looks. She has very high standards for herself. Despite what she thinks, I love all her artwork/letters.

A Christmas Postcard

2010-12-25T20:08:00.000-08:00

Conclusion: Happy holidays from us to you.

Beautiful

2010-12-24T17:41:00.000-08:00

Conclusion: I believe in Christ.

Joseph

2010-12-24T07:42:00.000-08:00

When Joseph went to Bethlehem, I think he took great care. To place his tools and close his shop and leave no shavings there. He urged the donkey forward, then, with Mary on its back. And carried bread and goat cheese in a little linen sack.

I think there at the busy inn that he was meek and mild and awed to be the guardian of Mary's sacred Child. Perhaps all through the chilly hours he smoothed the swaddling bands, and Jesus felt the quiet strength of Joseph's gentle hands.

And close beside the manger bed he dimmed the lantern's light, and held the little Jesus close upon that holy night.

Conclusion: Though my knowledge of Joseph is very limited, I am deeply impressed with his strength, loyalty, and kindness. What an example of love he is.

{P.S. I've had the above photo for years and I have no idea who the artist is. I would be very grateful to find out. . .}

Photo Project

2010-12-21T09:23:00.000-08:00

These photos are from a silly project I threw together. There is nothing deep or profound about them. I just wanted to do my part to make our days brighter :)

Conclusion: Laugh out loud.

Door And Bell Ditch

2010-12-19T13:02:00.000-08:00

Have you seen my friend Jackie's blog {click here if you haven't}? I highly recommend spending some time perusing her creative endeavors. She is inspiring and so positive. Back story: Jackie and her husband Isaku are one of the many blessings that have come from our move to Provo. They are a fantastic couple who always brighten our days. This weekend we joined them in their annual "we like your lights night" Here is how it worked.

1. Jackie made darling cards and small gifts {click here to print your own, thank you Jackie!} to leave on stranger's doorsteps.

2. We then drove around listening to Christmas music, oooing and aweing at lovely decorated homes.

3. When we found a house we particularly liked we would run to the door, leave a note/gift on the doorknob, knock on the door, then jet back to the car. It was your basic 'doorbell ditch', except I doubt anyone called the police that night.

4. After the 'ditch' was carried out and the runner was safe in our getaway vehicle we would all laugh and feel wonderful inside as we sneakily watched the unexpecting 'victim' find his or her note.

I highly recommend this activity. We had a really wonderful time. It was just what I needed to get out of the packing/unpacking mode and into Christmas spirit.

The following photos are all blurry, which I apologies for, but they make me so happy I had to share them.

This is Isaku running away from one of our first houses, notice the card on the doorstep...it's not JUST a card. It's a card with a darling ornament attached to it.

If you look closely and to the left of the door you will see Jackie speedily making her way back to the car, where we are all cheering her on.

Our dear friends, Isaku and Jackie.

If you would please draw your attention to the full sized Santa Clause in the bay window of the house. That's right, he's in Santa-red long underwear. Fantastic. Next, you will see Tyler doing his famous heel click. One of the many reasons why I married him. I mean, look at the air he's getting! He's amazing.

Conclusion: We had a family council and have officially made "We like your lights" night a new Lewis holiday tradition! I suggest you do as well!

If I Could Write A Letter to Grandma And Grandpa Lewis, It Would Say:

2010-12-12T20:31:00.000-08:00

{I know that one rose sticking up looks silly. On trimming day it was still blooming. I couldn't bring myself to cut such a lovely plant in it's prime, thus the funny looking bush.}

Dear Grandma and Grandpa Lewis,
Thank you for working so hard in the yard. It is truly lovely.
Thank you for making this house magical with so many interesting additions.
Thank you for raising kind and generous children.
Thank you for being the type of people that make other people want to share stories about you.
Thank you for creatively adding on an extra bathroom.
Thank you for giving us even more incentive to live up to the Lewis name.
Thank you for creating an extra large flower bed, big enough so we can turn it into a garden.
Thank you for leaving such a peaceful spirit in your home.
Thank you for adding on the back room so our visitors can visit comfortably.
Thank you for planting flowers that would bloom all summer and into the fall.
Someday, I'd like to hug both of you. I'd like to listen to your stories about this home and your lives. I hope we're making you proud. I hope you can feel our love for you.
Much love,
Lisa

Conclusion: "Our" house has been sold. It is moving week. Our new place is just a few blocks north. I am sad to leave this lovely home, but all sadness is smothered out by gratitude for the time we've been able to stay here.

A Year Ago, Today.

2010-12-08T12:11:00.000-08:00

Conclusion: It's been a happy year.

Dear Coldplay, I Love You. XOXO, Lisa

2010-12-06T14:07:00.000-08:00

Conclusion: "Oh Christmas lights, light up the street. Light up the fireworks in me. May all your troubles soon be gone. Those Christmas lights keep shinning on." - Coldplay

Conclusion: "Oh Christmas lights light up the street. Light up the fireworks in me. May all your troubles soon be gone. Those Christmas lights, keep shining on." - Coldplay

{Dear people who use Chrome, I don't know why this blog post doesn't work for you. My apologies, Lisa}

When I Feel Like Quitting My Blog. . .

2010-12-05T19:32:00.000-08:00

. . . I think about why I created my blog. My blog is my gratitude journal. When I remember the purpose of my blog, the feelings of quitting disappear and millions of things to be grateful for flood my mind. Here are a few:

1. The beginning of the holiday season.

Simon gave the tree its final O.K.

2. Pre-birthday parties {The expression on Simon's face is his reaction to 'Happy Birthday'.} Please note the awesome hair growth on the left.

3. A happy and fun family.

4. Ruby girl.

5. Quiet reading time.

6. BFF's {I really love these boys and look at all those little, fat toes. I love those, too.}.

7. A nice, silly, and hardworking husband {He's currently washing the dishes as I type this}.

8-22. Thoughtful gifts from friends. A listening ear. Warm dinners. Naps. Kind neighbors. Spell check. Christmas lights. Grape juice from the vine. Brooms. Having people to laugh with. A sweet sister. Clean sheets. The Christmas devotional. My mother's notes. The way Simon sings softly when he hears pleasant music.

Conclusion: This really is a wonderful time of year.

Simon In The Cupboard

2010-12-02T08:56:00.000-08:00

Conclusion: This boy makes the world a happier place.

Ruby Story #19

2010-11-28T20:29:00.000-08:00

Recently the number of people on my pen-pal list has been increasing. I try not to have favorites because all my pen-pals are equally fantastic. But, if I were to have a favorite it would have to be the 5 year old.

Conclusion: I'm a lucky Aunt.