Thursday, May 29, 2008
Precious To Me
Of all the worldly possesions that I have, the question was posed, "If you could take one thing with you to heaven what would it be?" It was actually a really easy question for me to answer. Of course I love my books and bookcase, and the love I have for motorcycles....love, but the one and only thing that I would want to take with me and would actually love to have in the casket with me (remember that all of you!) are the paintings that my Dad painted for me. I know that my Dad puts a lot of thought and effort into his paintings. He changes them daily until they are perfect. It has meant a lot to me to have him paint something for me. He knows me so well that he can paint a picture that I would love and display in my home. The pirate ship painting is one he painted for me when I was going through a really hard time in my life. Every time I look at that painting I can feel the hurt and love my Dad felt for me. It was a gift of the heart and it is the 1 thing I want to take with me to heaven. 
No Work
I have worked every summer for the past 8 years of my life. I have balanced my job, Dave's landscaping, the kids, and the house for 8 summers. This year is a life changing summer for me. I am finally getting paid a salary for my job at Spectrum and so I do not need to work this summer. I am actually only working 1 day a week. I have 5 days of the week that I will not be working. I am not really sure what to do with myself. I think that maybe I will be able to keep the yard nice, the house spotless, the kids up to date with their academics, and read all the beautiful books I want. I am a little worried because I do really well when I am busy, things get done when I have a deadline to meet. What if I fall into the "no deadline, no work, just sleep" mode? Then again, would that be so bad?? I have been really stressed and busy this year...hmmmm maybe this summer will be a blessing that has come from on high! Anyone want to play this summer??
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Memorial Day
I would like to celebrate Memorial Day by honoring my Grandfathers. They both raised families, worked hard, and served this country during WWII.
Grandpa Burningham lived in Bountiful so I got to see him weekly. He was a great gardener and had an amazing yard. He was also one of the best cooks I have ever met (even my Mom asked for recipes from Grandpa). I remember one of my birthdays, all I wanted was for Grandpa to make me his famous shrimp dinner. He made the yummiest shrimp and oysters I have ever had. Grandpa Burningham was drafted into the Army when my Dad was 1 years old. My Grandma was left to raise him and his 2 older brothers.
Grandpa fought in the war for 2 years and every night by the light of the moon he would write a letter to my Grandma. He never missed a night no matter how tired he was. Grandpa was the type of a guy that was the last person you would expect to be loving and gentle, but he would drop whatever he was doing to help a family member or a neighbor. We loveingly called him "Grumpy" and he loved it! Another memmory of Grumpy is that when my sisters and I would wear our hair in a bun, Grandpa would get a butter knife and chase us around saying, "I am hungry I want to cut off your bun and eat it!" We always wanted to have our hair in a bun when we went to his house! I loved going to his house and playing in his yard. The creek running through the back yard was a child's dream yard, we fished, waded, swam, and just enjoyed the sound of the water running through the yard.
Grandpa Dalling also served in WWII. He was drafted right out of High School and left his girlfriend, my Grandmother, to go to Germany. Grandpa was a good boy and very trustworthyso the generals took him from the battle field and let him be their chauffer. He got to drive them all over Germany. He saw many beautiful places, many sad and destroyed places. He never talked about it, but my Grandma told me about it one night when I was visiting with them.
Grandpa Dalling was a coach. He coached at Ricks College, now BYU-Idaho, for years and years. He helped his brother Uncle Glen coach boys basketball, he coached baseball, football, and wrestling. After his college years were over he coached the Madison High School Girls Softball Team. He got to coach 2 of my cousins, I think they are very lucky. Grandpa was the fastest and strongest man I ever new when I was little. Yes, stronger and faster than my dad even. He did not even need to use a baseball mitt when he was playing ball with us grandkids! Can you believe it? :) We also went fishing with Grandpa. I remember fishing with him and the rule was "you catch it you gut it". Well I was the only girl cousin out of 8 boys fishing and I caught 5 fish and the boys caught NO FISH! My brother was so mad at me. But my Grandpa had taught me well, and I gutted all 5 of those fish all on my own (with the help of my dad of course). :) My grandpa treated me the same as he did his grandson's and I will always be grateful for that. I have accomplished much in my life because I am a person, not a girl.
Grandpa Burningham lived in Bountiful so I got to see him weekly. He was a great gardener and had an amazing yard. He was also one of the best cooks I have ever met (even my Mom asked for recipes from Grandpa). I remember one of my birthdays, all I wanted was for Grandpa to make me his famous shrimp dinner. He made the yummiest shrimp and oysters I have ever had. Grandpa Burningham was drafted into the Army when my Dad was 1 years old. My Grandma was left to raise him and his 2 older brothers.
Grandpa fought in the war for 2 years and every night by the light of the moon he would write a letter to my Grandma. He never missed a night no matter how tired he was. Grandpa was the type of a guy that was the last person you would expect to be loving and gentle, but he would drop whatever he was doing to help a family member or a neighbor. We loveingly called him "Grumpy" and he loved it! Another memmory of Grumpy is that when my sisters and I would wear our hair in a bun, Grandpa would get a butter knife and chase us around saying, "I am hungry I want to cut off your bun and eat it!" We always wanted to have our hair in a bun when we went to his house! I loved going to his house and playing in his yard. The creek running through the back yard was a child's dream yard, we fished, waded, swam, and just enjoyed the sound of the water running through the yard.
Grandpa Dalling also served in WWII. He was drafted right out of High School and left his girlfriend, my Grandmother, to go to Germany. Grandpa was a good boy and very trustworthyso the generals took him from the battle field and let him be their chauffer. He got to drive them all over Germany. He saw many beautiful places, many sad and destroyed places. He never talked about it, but my Grandma told me about it one night when I was visiting with them.
Grandpa Dalling was a coach. He coached at Ricks College, now BYU-Idaho, for years and years. He helped his brother Uncle Glen coach boys basketball, he coached baseball, football, and wrestling. After his college years were over he coached the Madison High School Girls Softball Team. He got to coach 2 of my cousins, I think they are very lucky. Grandpa was the fastest and strongest man I ever new when I was little. Yes, stronger and faster than my dad even. He did not even need to use a baseball mitt when he was playing ball with us grandkids! Can you believe it? :) We also went fishing with Grandpa. I remember fishing with him and the rule was "you catch it you gut it". Well I was the only girl cousin out of 8 boys fishing and I caught 5 fish and the boys caught NO FISH! My brother was so mad at me. But my Grandpa had taught me well, and I gutted all 5 of those fish all on my own (with the help of my dad of course). :) My grandpa treated me the same as he did his grandson's and I will always be grateful for that. I have accomplished much in my life because I am a person, not a girl.
Friday, May 9, 2008
My Theme Music
OK so I have posted about music that moves me and is beautiful and meaningful. Then as I was searching for peaceful songs to add to my kids blog I came across the "theme music for my life." I was actually stopped and stunned then laughed for a good long while. I loved the song and now you all have to endure it when you read my blog...but did you really expect me to ignore the pirate inside me??
Saturday, May 3, 2008
Team Giraffe
Today was the Autism Walks event at Cottonwood High School. My family and friends came out to support Hayden and me (Spectrum Academy) and we had a great time playing, walking, and walking! It was a 5k (3miles for all of you who are also metrically challenged) and after the 1st lap the kids were ready to play but they were champions and finished the entire 5k. Thankfully the sun was out and the weather was perfect!
The walk was to raise money for Autism research and to show off our fantastic children, siblings, and others that are on the Autism Spectrum. They are amazing people that are the future of our world so it was nice to have all the support that I got. I am so grateful to be surrounded by friends and family that love and support my family in our adventure down the Autism Road. Thank you Krist, Matt, Bostyn, Leighton, Angie, Peyton, Stockton, Easton, Berklie, Ginger (Maka), Dena, Martha, Echo, June (& family), Poulsons, and the Counters!
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