The best kind of day for a junky

I have to admit something - I'm a junky. When it comes to my family, friends, sewing and Twilight, I'm an obsessed junky. To quote Edward (heavy breathing right now), they are my own brand of heroine. I talked to Bryan last night and booked a flight home from Phoenix. I'm taking a road trip with Mimi to see her daughter in Sierra Vista, AZ. She'll 'drop' me in Phoenix to spend a couple of days with Bryan, Lisa and Bryson (who said I could bring him pretzels). Then my wonderful friend, Mardel, called this morning. We talked for over an hour and a half. Sometimes it's months and months before we talk but we always pick up right where we left off. The Mills used to live in Hacienda Heights and we were the very best of friends. Mardel had 5 children, I had 4. They were all fairly close in age and were really good friends. We would spend summers at their home in their pool all day. The kids had great times doing dances and flipping off of the diving board. Mardel and I would sit on her front porch and rock our babies (Ryan and Becky). When they moved we were so sad. We really need to plan a girl's weekend with Mimi and Pam Faubus. We wouldn't have to do anything but book a room and talk, laugh and cry for days. I know it would be terrific. After a great morning talking to my friend, I put on my Twilight movie (Gene got it for me - I think he likes it because I can hardly wait for him to come home when I'm reading the book - if you know what I mean), and sewed. I talked to my Becky, Mom and Carolyn. If Mimi weren't out of town, I would have talked to her, too.

Sewing: I'm working on Easter dresses for my 5 little girlies and Kelci's blessing dress. I have her bedding ready to sew and a few other things going on.

Now for Twilight: Gene says that the girls at his school are reading the series. He's told them that I've read it (they think I'm young) and that he took me to see the movie (they think he's cool). I have read the series 4 times - twice in order, then once backwards. I saw the movie twice in the theatre and now I'm watching it yet again today. Gene asks why I like it so much. I've thought about it and I know why - every female (doesn't matter how old we get) wants to be loved and talked to the way Edward does to Bella. I wonder if men knew the affect that it would have on us and the effect that would result, if they might be more inclined to be 'Edwardish." I will always be a hopeful romantic. Does that make me (what Marc would call) a Dumb Squat?

Well, whatever else I am, I'm happy!!! And I love my family and friends! Enjoy a really great week!

And I think to myself, "What a beautiful world."

I'm not sure if there is anything much better than family, wonderful friends, and this beautiful world. We've spent the last 9 weeks with all 3. We were blessed with our family for almost 7 weeks (we got to be with all of our children and all of our grandchildren), then we spent 2 weeks with our best friends enjoying this beautiful world. If you ever doubt the existence of a higher power or creator, be with your family, think of your best friends, and look at this world. There are no doubts in this household that there IS a loving Father, giving us everything we need to exist.

No Room in the Inn

For those who read blogs, you know that I don't update too often. I could rattle on about everyday things that only interest me, but that wouldn't be fun for you, the reader. With that said, I obviously have something to write about this morning.

Gene and I will celebrate our 37th anniversary on Thursday. While it hasn't been the easiest 37 years of my life, it has been great. I have learned too much to even begin to write about. Those of you who know my Geno, know that the man is a recluse, a hermit, a homebody. The man would be content to never leave home. I like to think that it's because I'm here, and while that may be a part of it, I know better. BUT - within the last couple of years, he has become more outgoing. Last night, I understood.

Let me get to my story. Last night was the Hacienda Heights Community Christmas Concert at Saint John Vianny's church. Our Stake Choir always participates. Gene had already had a long day with another ahead of him so I 'excused' him from going to the concert (which he was going to do to support ME). Our choir was the first to perform. We returned to our seats and I see Gene, about 8 rows ahead of us, get up and walk out, only to return a few minutes later to usher a couple of men to seats with our choir. When we got home, I was still pumped up about the evening and Gene was quiet - not unusual for either of us. Then he wanted to talk. He said, "I was sitting in the seats your choir would occupy, and a man approached two homeless men, who were 2 rows in front of me (in the man's choir's seats). The man told these two men they couldn't sit there so they got up and went to stand in the back corner. One of the men had a crippled arm." Then he proceeded to tell me how it made him feel for this choir man to remove these two men - in church, at Christmas, when the Christmas spirit of giving and loving was so strong. It bothered him so much, he got up (it was only a few seconds later) , found these men and escorted them to our choir seats. One of them asked Gene if he thought it would be ok if he used the bathroom. Gene told him of course it would be. He returned to sit next to Gene, in the warmth of the sanctuary and the Christmas Spirit to fill his soul.

I have witnessed a mighty change come about right in front of my eyes during the last 37 years. I married a good man - now I'm married to a great and kind man, who had evolved into a compassionate follower of Christ, loving not only those in his station, but all mankind. My heart was truly touched by the Spirit of Christmas last night, right in my own home by the person I love the most in the world.

I need no gifts under the tree to make Christmas this year. I received the greatest gift last night, when Gene found 'room in the Inn' for two men, searching for warmth, love and the Spirit of Christmas.

May your Christmas be filled with the love and compassion I witnessed last night.

Just an update

We went to Utah this weekend for the funeral of a very beautiful and gentle woman. and the Mother of my best friend. Joyce was 87. She lived a great life, loving and touching lives where ever she went. She paid special attention to those who needed it most, but never made those of us who didn't feel we were anything less. She was what Heavenly Father wants all of us to be. There were so many people who traveled long distance to be there for her and her daughters, Mimi and Bonnie. There were many people there who used to be in the Hacienda Heights 2nd ward who moved out, but came to the funeral. The chapel was packed. She planned her services before she died, knowing it was soon to come. Bonnie's oldest and Mimi's oldest talked as well as Marc, Mimi's husband. The music was sung by her grandchildren and great-grandchildren - the great great grandchildren being too young to sing yet. The closing song was "Who Am I?" from the Oakland Temple pageant. Joyce was known as the "Mother" at the pageant, which I know is just like her. Bronson and Heidi sang it for her. She was buried in a beautiful 'pine box,' fitting for a beautiful woman who considered herself to be just like the rest of us. Flowers filled the chapel. The family gave away so many beautiful bouquets so those who were there. We received a white rose and carnation piece. The floral arrangement on the casket was filled with fall colors. It was at least 4 feet long and drapped over each side.

It was an honor to know Joyce. My last visit with her was wonderful. She gave me a long hug that I will always remember. Her husband Bill once called her an angel. She was definitely that while she was with us. Now she is so literally, and I'm convinced that she is in the Celestial Kingdom, talking with Jesus.

Sunday News

Tylie had her surgery Thursday. I know that doctors who work at Primary Children's hospital are used to miracles, but I wonder if they ever grow immune to them. I don't. Tylie is still a baby - with tubes in her ears and an adenoidectomy around noon Thursday afternoon, we fully expected her to have an overnight stay on the hospital. I'm not saying I don't have faith, but when Gus and Becky were home WITH Ty before 5:00 that evening, it refreshed my faith in miracles. If I hadn't been there, I would have suspected Becky of gross exaggeration. Ty never missed a meal or even whimpered in pain. She doesn't get than from her Nani, the whimp.

Steve is home. I hope to 'hear' a reenactment of the homecoming. I talked briefly to Jodie to update her on Tylie.

Lisa has a doctor's appointment this week. I hope for an update - she went to the doctor last week and we never heard anything. By Friday evening I had to call to hear the news. Bryan, Lisa and Bryce were all sick in bed.

No news from the K Kerr family. All is well!

My Primary Children's Sacrament Meeting program was today. And as always, they were great. So many people remark that the children know so many verses to so many songs. I can attribute that to the children loving to sing, and to the inspiration of Father in Heaven who helps me teach them. This is now the fun time of year when I get to teach them songs not recommended. And yes, we'll start Christmas music soon!!

Mimi and I had a bridal shower for Kamila Kasparian yesterday (her fiance has a Patrick Dempsey look - it's his eyes). There were about 35 people there. It was a blast. Her friends put together a 'honeymoon' bag. Elizabeth may have to explain some of the goodies!!

That's it for the Gene Kerr household. We look forward to a wonderful week and an even better weekend - General Conference. I love it!!!

This week in the news...

Gene was home by 6pm every day last week!!!!!!! Mason's surgery was a great success. When I talked to him he said, "I love you, Nani." Bryan, Lisa and Bryce will be here on Wednesday. Kora had to have blood drawn and she didn't even cry. Gene's best friend and my best friend's husband, Marc Lauper, was called to serve in the Bishopric. I'm the president of his fan club. Carter Woodward died of cancer. His memorial service Friday evening was quite a tribute to him, but especially to Sandi, his wife. Bill Bartak will begin his cancer treatment at the City of Hope within the next 2 weeks. I got to hold Blake Matthew Hope Forge (my good friend, Stephanie's grandson). It's time to start working on Primary music for 2009. That's it for the Gene Kerr family. Have a really great week!!!

Europe in a Nutshell

I don't have an excuse to put this off any longer. We had a great time in Europe. We started off flying to Toronto (and wish we could have seen Jordan Rozsa - that's where he's serving his mission). After a 4 hour lay over we left for Italy. The tower in Pisa really leans. There's a fence on the top floor balcony so those brave enough to venture out there don't fall off.

Then it was off to France. We took the train to Monocco to see the Monte Carlo Casino. Gene and Marc liked that part, even though they couldn't enter. You have to have on a tux and pay a $200.00 cover charge to walk through the door. Mimi and I preferred the Prada store.

Our next stop was Portugal. That was very emotional for Gene and me as Kelly served his mission there. (We have now been to each place our boys served their mission - New York, Texas, and Portugal.)We toured for a few hours, not taking enough money with us to purchase the beautiful handmade tablecloths we would have purchased for each family. The handwork (handmade lace, beautiful cross stitching) was the most intricate hand work I've ever seen. By the time we got back to the ship, there wasn't time to go back to shore to shop. We enjoyed the pastries that were highly recommended by Kelly and Gus. As we left, I got a glimpse of how Kelly felt when he left the beautiful country.

Next stop, France again, but this time we spent 5 hours walking around the beautiful city of Paris. I've seen pictures - experiencing it was another thing. The Eiffel Tower, the Louvre- we got a picture of the Mona Lisa just to say we were there - the Arch of Triumph are amazing. I found it captivating that they actually exist! We walked both side of Champs-Elysees. The sidewalk cafes are as popular as our fast food. We enjoyed a crepe and a diet coke. (When you cruise you never really get hungry.)

Then we were off to England, specifically the White Cliffs of Dover, which actually start in France. We enjoyed a great walk around the old town and had some fish and chips, just to say we had them in England. (I think Marc and I enjoyed this more than Gene and Mimi.) At this point in the trip, we realized that each place we visited had beautiful weather - not what we had heard. No gloomy, wet, rainy days. Sunshine, blue skies, a few white clouds. We also realized that souveniers were not something that would be easy to find. We didn't want to purchase something just to do it. Mimi and I could just imagine Becky calling Jodie. "Did you get a package from Mom? What are you going to do with it?" Then Jodie and Heidi going through the same conversation. Needless to say, Gene and Marc were very proud of us.

The next stop was Holland - the land of tulips and windmills. The only tulips we saw were wood (not the tulip season) and the only windmills were the ones that look like the Mercedes Benz insignia. We did see, however, tons of wooden shoes. All I could think of was Shirley Temple.

The next day we spent traveling down the Kiel Canal in Germany. An oom-pah band was there to great us. They boarded the ship to entertain us during the trip. There were people all along the way, just to wave. Germany was beautiful. Green and lush.

The next trip off the boat was in Finland. Another beautiful country. We again were reminded of beautiful weather and how clean everything was. The fruits and vegetables were beautiful and huge. The cherries were close to the size of an apricot. At this point, I should let you know that the sites of all of the places we visited were awesome. Cathedrals, museums, landmarks, people.

The next place we went was Russia and I have to say that I have no desire to return. It's very controlled. The only way we cold leave the ship was to be on a 'controlled' tour. The passport agents didn't smile or welcome us. Marc suggested that there is a Russian conspiracy and I agree. We joked about writing a book, but it would never be allowed to be published. The best thing about Russia was a young man asking me if I was a Mormon. He said he could just tell. He knew the past Mission President and was studying with a few Mormon missionaries. I don't know if he was taking the lessons, helping them with the language, or what. The next best thing about it was leaving!!

It was then on to Estonia. It was a very old but quaint little country, only their own country for 40 years. They had been owned by Germany, Finland, and Russia. There is no love lost between them and the Russians. They are in the process of removing Russian monuments. This was the only day we had rain, but it didn't stop us from walking to the center of Tallinn.

Our last stop was Sweden. This is also a beautiful country, much like Germany. The women are as pretty as the pictures I've seen. They are also tall and shapely. We had a great time with Marc and Mimi and each other. Dad liked that we traveled so many bodies of water - the Mediterranean Ocean, Ligurian Sea, the Dover Strait, the Gibraltar Strait, the Bay of Biscay, the English Channel, the IJ-GEUL Channel, the Kiel Canal, the Baltic Sea, and the Gulf of Finland.

There is so much more to this trip that what I wrote. We took almost 400 pictures. We're glad to be home - and we're ready for another adventure!!!

While there's time . . .

I thought I'd write about the last 2 months. While June started off in a sad way with the loss of Ruth, the rest of the summer has been great. All of our children (except Steve and Gus) and grandchildren were with us for the funeral. Then they started to leave, one family at a time. It was busy, noisy, and hectic while they were here, but great at the same time. Two days after the last family left, I took off for Colorado for about 2 weeks. I loved being Mom and Nani. I played, sewed, played, babysit, played, ate, played, and sewed some more. Jodie was able to spend some much needed time with her girl friends and I got to play with Taylor and Mason. Jodie's description of him as 'tank' is correct. He is one massive hunk of little boy - but not a stitch of fat on him. I don't envy their grocery bill. I wonder if Taylor will marry a big eater like the rest of the men in her family - only time will tell. I came home for a few days then Jodie, Taylor and Mason returned to California for 3 weeks. Again, we played. We went to San Clemente on the train, Disneyland, Santa Monica pier, American Girl at the Grove, had birthday parties for Hunter and Taylor, played at Bass Pro Shops (wow) just to name a few. Jodie was able to have a couple of days with her friends and I got to play more with the kids. Two days after she left, I went to Utah to be with Becky and her family. And I played. We went to a baseball game, the zoo, and a picnic for Gus' work. Gus and Becky went on a date and I got to have Dallin, Kailee and Tylie to myself. Tylie was sick and spent 3 days in bed - sleeping. I never saw a 14 month old baby sleep so much. She didn't want to be held, but be in her own bed. I was really sad. But as soon as she got over it, she was her normal, adorable self. She loves to kiss!!!!! So I got my fill of kisses. Becky and I went to the Salt Lake Temple one evening. It was her first time there. If you' ve been inside the SL Temple, you understand why it was so special. We went to dinner afterwards and a very handsome gentleman 'hit' on my beautiful dark haired daughter. She didn't even flirt with him - he just couldn't help himself. He gave each of us a $10 gift certificate to return for dinner. Becky will use it when she and her handsome husband go there next time. (Side note - I have these 4 beautiful, darling girls and it's so much fun to spend time with them. People always check them out!) I returned home early Saturday morning and went straight to bed, where I stayed until Sunday for Primary.

Gene and I are anxious to leave on our trip. Gene met with the Lauper's while I was gone and all of our side trips are ready to go. We have Museum passes for Paris (Paris!), and Kelly served as adviser for our tours in Portugal. He said to make sure we see castles and eat pastries. Gus added that we need to try the sausage. Checking prices, I've eliminated the purchase of a Prada purse while in Italy. Our dollar isn't worth much in Europe right now. Heck, it isn't worth much here right now. However, I hear that diamonds are very reasonable - but somehow I don't see my purchasing one for myself.

Preston, Taylor and Dallin all start school. Hunter and Kailee will be in pre-school again. It's hard to believe they will both be in kindergarten in a year. Our grandchildren have grown up so quickly. Preston will be baptized in October when his Dad gets home - I still remember his birth so clearly. Have 8 years really gone by? Kora will turn 2 while we're gone. She's half Mason's size but she holds her own. Small but mighty! Jodie said that Kora is the only child that makes Mason cry. I think it's because she's so little, he doesn't know what to do when she wants a toy he has. Instead of hitting her, he gives in. He pulls the best faces. I think Lisa said Bryson would start pre-school as soon as he's potty trained (which we all know they do when THEY want to and not when MOM wants them to - we've all been through it). Tylie and Mylie are still just little squirts with the most charming little smiles. I hope to see the Kelly Kerr family before we leave.

This has been one of the best summer's I've ever had. I've played, enjoyed my family, and just plain loved it!!!!!

More, please

We've had the best summer so far, except for the passing of Grandma Ruth. We've seen all of our kids and grandies at least once, which always makes for a grand time. The upcoming trip to Utah is much anticipated and the trip with the Lauper's is, too. Not a lot of time to write now but in a few days - look out. It will be a LLLLLOOOONNNNGGGG one!!!!!

Spouse Tag

1. His full name? Eugene Carl Kerr II (not junior!)
2. How long have you been together? Married for 36.5 years.
3. How long did you date? We dated for 15 months before we were engaged. We were engaged for 6 months. Add that to the years married - 38 years, 3 months.
4. How old is he? 57.
6. Who said "I Love You" first? Gene did. We were on the train at Knott's Berry Farm and he said, "My Mom asked me if I loved you and I told her 'I think so.'" Then he said, "I love you." And I told him right back!
10. Who does the laundry? Me. Gene can start the machines but when it comes to ironing, well, he wasn't a very good student. He has several pairs of underclothing and a dozen white shirts. So I can be away for about 14 days before his supply is depleted.
11. Who pays the bills? Gene.
12. Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? IF you look at it from the foot of the bed, I do. But when we're in it, Gene does.
13. Who mows the lawn? The gardener.
14. Who cooks dinner? Me, unless it's BBQ. Then the meat is up to him and I do the rest.
15. Who drives? Gene most of the time.
16. Who kissed whom first? He kissed me first - and I've never forgotten it!
17. Who's more stubborn? Me.
18. Who asked whom out first? He asked me.
19. Who proposed? He did. We were playing pool in the family room in my parent's home. He said, "If I asked you to marry me, when would you want your ring?" "Now." "Will you marry me?" (with ring in hand. I asked if it was real.)
20. Who has more friends? It's a tie. We both have 4, including each other.
21. Who is more sensitive? Me, hands down. Gene keeps his emotions in tack. I am a blubbering fool.
22. Who has more siblings? Me - 3 sisters. Gene is an only child.
23. Who wears the pants? Gene does, but he lets me make decisions with him.

He's one of those no-nonsense people. He says what he thinks. He has become more mellow as he's aged. He is crazy about his children and grandies and he makes me feel like I'm the most important person in the world to him. He's a keeper!!!

It's been quite a while since I've updated our blog. It's been a busy month. My sweet mom-in-law passed away from a sudden heart attack on June 3. She was 88. I'm one of the few women who could call her mom-in-law an angel. I miss her and I cry when I look at her pictures, think about her, when I see Grandpa without her or talk to him and not be able to talk to her. He's lonely without her. He called yesterday to talk. He said, "It was 3 weeks ago today that Ruth died." He's fortunate to have his family. His grandchildren call him to check up on him and he loves their phone visits.

After the funeral was over and all of our children and grandies returned home, I left to Colorado to spend some time with Jodie. She had a few projects that needed assistance, and as I love to be with my daughter, grandies, and to sew, it was a win win situation for me. Jodie got the basement put back together while I played and sewed. Taylor sat on my lap one afternoon for a sewing lesson. She is such a girly girl and I enjoyed the lesson.

Jodie, Taylor and Mason will be here in a week and stay for 3 weeks. We're looking forward to their visit. After they go home, I'll go to Becky's for a few days. When I get home, Gene and I will go on vacation for a couple of weeks. It isn't soon enough for him - politics just aren't his thing!

Thank you for your support of our family during the last few weeks. Your calls and prayers have been felt by all of us. I'm especially grateful for our children - they've been great!!!!! ~ Susie

Alone - but I need a job!!!

Ever spend time with yourself? I do. A lot. And I like it. I'm alone but not lonely. I entertain myself often and I trip, slip, stumble, and fall - which happens more often than not. My daughters have 3-story homes. I haven't been to either place without a fall down a few stairs. One of my sons is in a 2-story and I've slipped down a few of their stairs. My other son is in a 1-story but somehow I managed to slip off of the curb. Last week I fell out of my house, off the curb into a storm drain, off of the running boards on my Yukon, and over an extension cord. I'm currently looking for a job - but I'm afraid to leave the house. It means I have to wear shoes (which are a great cause of falling) AND I have to be a lady. I don't fall like a lady - I just go down like someone shot me with one of Bryan's guns. At my last job, I constantly stumbled. I even managed to trip a few times in my bosses office, once pulling his phone and a few other things off of his desk. So if any of you know of a job that I can do safely in the protection of my home, please let me know.

The Honeymoon is Over

I love being unemployed. I enjoy working. I enjoyed most of the people I've worked with. I've gained great experience and learned a lot. There isn't much in Excel that I can't do - which I attribute to employment because I knew next to nothing 15 years ago.

Against my own desires, it's time to seek employment again. I won't tell you where I'm looking, but consider this - the next time you eat a strawberry, I may be monkey that may have had a part in it's packaging! So enjoy your fruit - and know that you're keeping me busy.

Sisters

Yesterday I spent the day with my sister, Carolyn. She called me around 8:30am to tell me she was waiting for her piano student. We talked and laughed for almost an hour while waiting. Then she called me at 9:30 tell me she was getting ready to leave and would be here soon. We talked and laughed for almost 45 minutes. She arrived around 10:30 and we left for the Temple. We arrived in time to make the 11:30 session. We talked and laughed all the way to the Temple - about a 45 minute drive. When we left the Temple we decided to split a turkey avocado sandwich (we found a Quiznos less than a half mile from the Temple). We stopped at 7 Eleven and got a Dr. Pepper and proceeded to home - talking and laughing all the while. Because of the May Day March in Los Angeles (immigrants wanting more rights - on, please don't get me going), the 45 minute drive took an hour and a half. We talked and laughed (hysterically at this point) the entire time. Then we went to Payless Shoes, Wal Mart to get snacks for her grandies, Kohl's then home. We talked and laughed some more. When we got home we ate ice cream for dinner and went to bed around 9:00. She had to be at the airport at 6am this morning and as usual she couldn't sleep. Truthfully, neither could I. I laid in bed til 4am and got up to spend the morning with her while she got ready - but she was gone. I called her - she had left the house at 3:30. And what do you think we did? We talked and laughed - at 4 o'clock in the morning.

You get the picture - sisters talking and laughing all hours of the day and night. No matter when we talk we enjoy conversation. We cry, we laugh, we're serious, we're nonsensical, we talk about our husbands (we agree mine the best), children, grandchildren, aging parents, sisters, friends, laundry, flower gardens, house keeping or whatever else comes up. We are never at a loss for words. If one of us is in a sad mood, or even worse, a BAD mood, we call each other and within a few words, we're ok. So here's my question - why can I talk to me sister for an hour at 4am, but only exchange small conversation with my husband when he leaves the house at 8:30? Here's how it went this morning. I'll pre-empt by saying that Gene is a man of few words, but this is borderline reclusive:

Me: GOOD MORNING! (This means I'm smiling and happy).

Him: Morning (This means don't talk to me it's too early and I'm not the least bit interested in anything you have to say.)

Me: YOU CUT YOURSELF! DID YOU USE A NEW RAZOR?

Him: Yes. Bye

Me: BYE, SWEETHEART. HAVE A NICE DAY.

Him: See ya.

That was it. Last night's conversation had a little more substance not not much more. I think he should be glad that I have Carolyn - because if I didn't talk to her all day, HE would have to listen to me. And that puts him to sleep!!!!!

Small but mighty

Have you ever wondered how something so small can have such a huge impact or significance to life? A diamond ring given to a girl by her sweetheart means he wants to spend the rest of his life with her. The word 'yes' means she feels the same way about him. I have 10 small but very significant things. My grandies!! Every time I see them, talk to them, or see a picture of them, my heart beats faster. They are so small. They each have their own little personalities that make them unique. Each of them tickles me in a different way. When one of them calls, Gene and I put them on the speaker phone so we can both enjoy them. And we giggle with each other as they talk. Dallin can talk for hours. Becky has instructed us to just hang up when we're done. If you ask Bryson how his trains are, he'll go get one and bring it to the phone. Kora loves her dollies and likes to cuddle. Taylor creates - I have many of her little creations in my memory box. Tylie looks like her Mommy and holding her is like De ja vue. Preston loves horses and gets to spend the summer in Nebraska. Hunter loves baseball, and golf, and tennis, and computers, and WII. Kailee is a girly girl and fixes her little sisters hair (I hope she doesn't cut it like her Auntie Jo Jo did her Mommy's). Mason loves to eat (he's grocery shopping from the fridge in the picture), and is a little lover. Mylie has red hair and is so smiley and tiny - she looks much like her Daddy - another Kerr clone. They fill our lives with love, joy, laughter and peace. Our children have made great choices and brought forth "good fruit!"

Gone too soon

I attended the funeral of Becky Brinton Jorganson yesterday. I had known her since early school days and she was in the ward I grew up in. I had lost contact with the family until her sister, Chris Hughes, moved into my current ward. Becky lived with Chris for a while. I was able to be her visiting teacher for a few months and enjoyed my visits with her. While living with Mike and Chris, she had a bout with cancer. She went through the surgery and chemo and came through it all with a positive attitude. Then she had another bout - surgery, chemo, radiation, still positive and upbeat. Then it hit her lungs - while on chemo. I can't imagine her ordeal - the pain, being sick, then finally knowing that her life would soon be over. But she stayed so strong and positive. She managed to attend the temple once a week as well as make any one who talked to her think that they were the only person that mattered. She left behind 2 sons, a pregnant daughter and her grandchildren - and her parents, 4 sisters and a brother. Her brother, Bobby, talked about salvation at the funeral. He made the comment that God knows when it's our time. He knew it was Becky's - Bobby said he couldn't think of a greater blessing than to have his sister waiting to greet him when he returns home.

I can't imagine burying my parents, nor my sisters, and never my children or grandchildren. I have to go first. But at my funeral, Bryan and Carolyn have to talk - and be funny. Kelly can give the spiritual talk and Jodie and Becky can plan the party after the funeral. And I mean party - cotton candy, popcorn, and sodas for everyone. And if it can be arranged, the In-n-Out truck!!!!!!! I'll have a double double with grilled onions.

I'm loving it

My girls have told me that Gene and I need to post on our blog. So here is a quick update: I love road trips (actually, I like any kind of trip). I flew to Colorado to drive back to California with Jodie and my Hendricks grandies. The trip was long but not hard. Most of the driving was done at night and Jodie drive the majority of the time. The only bad part of the trip was when we lost Mason's favorite blanket and the ice chest (full of food and Diet Coke). We made it to Kingman, Arizona and had to stop to sleep. The motel was beautiful. Taylor loved the palm trees. When we pulled into the driveway at home we were greeted by Becky and her children. What a treat. It was so cute to see the cousins together. Taylor and Dallin have always loved each other - so they're really cute together. It was good to be home - I missed my hubby (Can't imagine how Jo feels).

My Primary children sang on Sunday (The Atonement by Clive Romney - the most beautiful Primary song about the Atonement. If you want a copy, let me know and I'll send it to you). Preston, Taylor, Dallin and Kailee were on the stand, too. I loved it.

Gus flew in the following Friday evening and we had Easter dinner Saturday. It was wonderful to have the family together - except we missed Bryan, Lisa and Bryson.

Now, I find myself still unemployed and loving it. I have many sewing projects going on (I should say I have TOO MANY going on but I love to sew and enjoy every moment at the machine). I'm still working on Mylie's quilt, a challenging pattern has me confused most of the time. I have a quilt to make for our bed. I have purchased several pieces of fabric for little grandie's dresses. I've had several baby showers and have made crib sheets and coordinating blankets for gifts. My friend Stephanie is expecting two grandies (one is a girl, the other we don't know yet), so I'll have a couple other baby gifts to make. - need a special, unique baby gift? Give me a call. I'm getting really fast, and loving it. I keep up with the laundry and Gene barely gets his dress shirt off when it gets washed, ironed and hung back in his closet. And I'm loving it. I get to bake cookies, bread, make soup, etc. to share with neighbors and friends and I love that, too. The Temple is always a treat (and with the price of gas, once a month is all I do anymore), expecially when I get to go with Mimi. We usually have to stop at Wal Mart for something, then have lunch. Her son-in-law recently got home from Iraq, so we have that to talk about, as well as our husbands (Gene and Marc are SO much alike), children, grandies, trips, and our weight. We keep threatening to start water arobics, but we have to have Becky teach up. We don't think we'll ever look as good as she does, but it's worth a try, right? Anyways, I love my Mimi fixes.

We've been on an old, epic movie kick lately - The Greatest Story Ever Told, Midway, El Cid, just to name a few. Gene is the movie buff. I just like to be entertained. We're getting anxious for our August trip. Gene is busy with work and his church calling. I'm just busy staying busy!

Today is Gene and Jodie's birthday. For Gene, it's another day closer to retirement and for Jo, it's the wonderful 30th.

That brings me up to date since my last post. No babies expected right now. No excitinbg news to share, just the news that my family is fine and I'm loving it!!!

Greater love hath no man than this . . .

"Greater love hath no man than this; that a man lay down his life for a friend." My nights have become sleepless. I'm unable to dismiss the thoughts that race through my mind so I can get the rest I used to need. Being a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints (a Mormon) puts a different lens on matters of the world. As I contemplate Steve's departure, I cannot deny that my testimony has been heightened. Scriptures and songs come to mind and quite often, I weep. Tears of love? Tears of truth? Tears of fear? Yes, tears of all description. I love Steve as I love my own sons. There is no variance between him, and Bryan, Kelly and Gus. My prayers for the safety of our soldiers have become more meaningful - more personal. The unspeakable is possible with Steve's deployment. I think of the song, "Consider the lillies of the field." If God is aware of the lillies of the field, how much more so is he aware of Steve at this time; and his wife and children. I think of the scripture, "Be still and know that I am God." This is harder to practice in times of trial but so vital. I think of the song, "I Know tht My Redeemer Lives - He lives to hear my souls complaint. He lives to comfort me when faint. He lives to calm my troubled heart. He lives all blessings to impart." There are so many more that come to my mind, and I am comforted. Scriptures and music have become more meaningful of late. And strength is drawn from them. A fortified testimony of Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ? Absolutely. I know that they live. They know every son and daughter. They know the righteous desires of our heart and they do bless us. I know beyond any doubt that the Gospel of Jesus Christ is true and I am grateful for this knowledge, as I rely on it heavily each day.

To those who have given Jodie support, I thank you deeply and sincerely. Her brothers and sisters have expressed their love and care, and I declare my love and thankfulness to them. To my dear friends who have uttered words of encouragement "mom to mom," I express my love to them. I am blessed beyond words. To my sister, Carolyn, "Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these, ye have done it unto me." And to my dear Steve, Vaya con dios. I love you!!

Can you say TOO MUCH?

Our cruise to Tahiti was over so quickly. It look a year to get here, then in a flash, we're already home. We had a great time. What a beautiful place to visit. It was more than we expected. We spent hours in the ocean - clear turquiose water, white or black sand, and the prettiest fish I've ever seen through a snorkle. We always have a great time the Marc and Mimi and this time was no exception. Gene and Marc have a way of making everything perfect. We sat at a table for 4, in a corner, by a window so we could watch the ocean and the sun go down. Each island was an adventure. We either had our own private beach, or a car to drive so we could enjoy the entire island. If there is such a thing as a too much, we ate, laughed, swam, drank (diet Coke), laughed, slept too much, and spent too much time in the sun. I'm still peeling. And I have 6 months to lose too much weight before our next trip. Do they wear moo-moos in Europe? Marc speaks French which was great for our trip. We were able to find the Temple in Papeete and meet a brother, sister, and missionary companion of a sister in our home ward. (On the cruise was a group of 30 BYU Entrepreneurs - can you say 'pompous?' But I won't go into that. What I will say is that if you're LDS, don't try to impress people by who you want to be. Just be who you are. If you're pompous, get over it!!)

We're anxious to have 5 of 8 children and 9 of 10 grandchildren here for Easter. We've been looking for a swingset that will fit in our backyard. Too much pressure. I think I'll stick to sewing and grocery shopping and let Gene take care of the entertainment.

As always, our prayers are with our family. Expecially the Hendricks family as they prepare for Steve to leave for Iraq. Can you say "Who? What? Why? When? YIKES!?" This isn't a farewell we're looking forward to. Even though it means we get to have Jodie and their children here for a few months, I can honestly tell you that I would much rather Steve be home. He'll be missed too much. I alone have cried too many tears and they just keep coming. I guess the well never dries up.

Stick a fork in her -

she's done! After 5 years with the same company, I resigned today. A little bitter sweet as I love the sales reps I'm surrounded by all day. They have made me laugh and made me tougher than I ever thought I'd be, and taught me how to laugh at myself. I have to admit that I enjoyed the jokes at my expense (you know, legs so white they thought I was wearing long white socks with my tennis shoes, glass eye, hair that refuses to be messed up even in the strongest wind). I even got a nice email from the Warehouse Manager this evening. Sort of choked me up. I have grown more and learned more in the last 5 years than ever before. And I have learned that I really like me. That in turn allows me to like others very eassily. God works in mysterious ways His wonders to perform. He has never failed me and I know that my leaving at this time is right. I'll go back to temping, which I loved. Becky has already put in her order for Easter dresses for Kailee and Tylie.

With the news from Jodie this afternoon that Steve is being deployed to Iraq, my new freedom will allow me to take a more active supporting role for her and her children. I have felt so strongly lately that I need to perform more service for others - this isn't the answer I was looking for. I don't worry about Steve's safety, but I know how he feels when he's away from his family and I know how much his family loves him and depends on him. It will be rough on all of them, but prayers, emails, satellite communication will ease the loneliness. Having been brought up and taught in a very partriotic home, I have always honored this country and those who serve her. I'm grateful for Steve's acceptance of an assignment that was neither sought after nor refused.

Now on a lighter side, I feel like going to Target and getting a bright yellow purse to go with my purple Hawaiian print dress!!!