Wednesday, February 15, 2012

We Just Adjust


MWAHAHAHAHA.......(wicked witch sound affects included).

Him's Lubs Me

I found these love tokens yesterday, Valentine's Day, on the counter in the kitchen.
Del loves me.
He doesn't have to. In fact, I've given him so many reasons over the 30 years not to love me, but he does.
He still does.
Still.
Still. That word amazes me.
Still.
On SO many different levels.
Happy Valentine's Day.

Monday, February 13, 2012

When the Family Gets Together....













The night always focuses around Preston somehow.
We went to Mike and Kylie's house last night after church and naps to have a great ham and potato dinner, watch the animated movie Tarzan and then make Rice Krispy Squares and play games.
It was a fun night....

Going to Need a Double Wide

Each Sunday, I receive pictures drawn by the sweet children in the Primary. They are pictures of anything and everything and each picture has a story behind it. I tell the children that when I go home, their picture goes up on my refrigerator and stays there until it is replaced by a new one the following week. I usually receive one or two a week.
Yesterday, I received all of those you see on the front of my fridge. I told the children i was going to need a bigger refrigerator to fit all the love I had received from the....a 'double wide refrigerator'. They loved it...as did I.
I told them I went to church with my heart feeling just THIS (.....) big, but came home with my heart feeling THIS (................................) big now.
It made them happy to know I loved them as much as they love me.
And I do.

No More Monkey's Jumping on the Bed


My three children have always loved our king sized bed.
And they would jump and play on it for hours.
And still, even now, they love to come over and lay all over my king sized bed.
Apparently, it's being passed down to the next generation as Preston too, loves to jump on Grandma and Grandpa's bed....It seems to be the second favorite gathering place for our family, the first being the kitchen table. (kitchen area).
So it's all I can do to keep these monkey's from jumping on my bed.

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Quotes I Want to Remember

I just finished reading a book called 'Souvenir'.
It was good and a quick read for me, as it was a romantic novel, my favorite.
One thing I really enjoyed and wanted to not forget, were some quotes that were in the book, at the beginning of some of the chapters...
so I will record them here so I can have them always.

1. 'Love is a promise, love is a souvenir,
once given never forgotten,
never let it disappear.'
John Lennon

2. 'Do, for love, what you would not do.'

3. 'God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December.'
J.M. Barrie

4. 'There is a crack, a crack in everything.
That's how the light gets in.'
Leonard Cohen

5. 'Everyone should carefully observe which way his heart draws him,
and then choose that way with all his strength.'
Hasidic Saying

6. 'There is no remedy for love
but to love more.'
Henry David Thoreau

7. 'I hold it true, whate're befall;
I feel it, when I sorrow most;
'Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.'
Alfred, Lord Tennyson

8. 'They are not long, the days of wine and roses:
Out of a misty dream, our path emerges for awhile,
then closes within a dream.'
Ernest Dowson

Monday, February 6, 2012

'It's Always Fun When Grandpa (& Grandma) Comes

It's been years, but dad and mom finally made it back to
Texas for a visit. Wonderful to see them after almost
a year. 'Marked' changes physically, but still here.
Sheila's first visit to Texas, I hear. Three oldest sisters.
Dad, mom and their three favorite daughters.....I said.
Grandma and Grandpa with their LOTT grandchildren.
Uncle Bob, Aunt Talmage, Mom and Dad.
Preston meets his cousin Savannah.
Preston meets his cousin Grant.
COUSINS...Becky, Janene, Kathryn and Kylie.
Kayla and Kathryn.
Make a Million...Sheila and Elaine's hands.
My two favorite men....

It was nice to have my parents and older sister come for a few days to visit. They stayed at Elaine's house and we went over each night to spend some time eating, playing games and having the cousins intermingle and visit.
Tons of fun...tons of laughs...tons of food...
Dad and are mom are showing their age a little more...especially daddy. His Parkinson's is taking it's toll on him...he doesn't talk a lot...has a harder time keeping his head up and sitting up straight; his hands shake, he 'observes' more than 'participates' and appears quite weary most of the time. For someone, who four years ago was the epitome of health and vitality, this disease has not been kind to him. I ache seeing him so limited in his energies and abilities but marvel at how quick his mind and memory are when discussing things of the gospel and the spirit. He is quick to tear and slow to speak. He remembers little of short term moments and has to be reminded often of what he used to know instinctively. He struggles to smile...not that what he sees and hears doesn't bring him joy, but that his ability to actually have his lips form the smile takes a little more effort than he is accustomed to. I sat with him for a time in which I shared some special Lott family experiences I thought he would find interesting. In sharing some of Kathryn's activities, he cried quietly with pleasure that she was accomplishing some things he always hoped she would do...staying involved with gymnastics, especially in a prestigious and well know gym. He was so pleased with her good choices and progress. And he cried when he first saw and hugged Kylie. He loves her and it's so sweet for me to know, that for some reason, he finds her so special in his heart. He thought Preston was adorable, which of course, he is.
I loved watching mom and dad enjoy each of us daughters, and then each of their grandchildren, and then in turn, each of their great grandchildren. At this stage in their lives, it's hard for them to remember each individual. I mean, for heaven's sake...they have 12 children...over 70+ grandchildren, (I think) and then I don't know HOW many GREAT grandchildren. Mom remembers each and every one of us...dad? Not so much. But he knows we are all his; and that brings him joy.
I'm still not ready for anything to be different....meaning...I'm not ready for anyone to be 'gone'. Meaning...I'm not ready for dad OR mom to die. Not saying either one is going to anytime soon...but...yes, it's most likely going to be...sometime....soon.
But, I'll think about that another time.
Not today.
Today, I'm going over to Elaine's to go spend the last night with my parents before they go back home to Utah.
Tomorrow will come soon enough.