Like Father, Like Son.

Just because this picture is awesome.

We have been doing some serious teasing of Heber's dad for his sweater collection. Now do you see why?

Made Clean

A couple of weeks ago we headed to Salt Lake for our niece's baptism. This is the first of all of our niece's and nephew's to be baptized. It's been a while since I've been to a baptism and I was surprised at how incredible it was.

Watching my eight year old niece make the promises and receive the Holy Ghost, I felt so strongly the truthfulness of the gospel. I'm not really one to blog about this but I felt so lucky to be a part of the LDS church, to have made my own promises with God and being able to recognize his hand in our lives.

It brought back so many memories of my own baptism. I can remember being in the water and feeling so clean. The gospel brings so much peace to my heart. When I don't understand why things are happening the way they are, I have felt this peace.

We spent the rest of the weekend with family, eating the massive amounts of pasta salad I made for the event.

Summer

It finally feels like summer. The sun has come out to stay and Hebs and I are settling into a routine. I like the somewhat slower pace of summer, sleeping in a little, and only having one class to worry about. Now, if only my job didn't gear up into a stressful time. We can't have it all.

The warmer weather brings tons of activities to participate in - some of the best of the whole year. Last weekend it was Summerfest at the Tabernacle. Artists from all around come to showcase their wares. I liked it but have to admit that some of the booths (especially the photographers) felt very much the same. There were some standout ones that made up for it. We ended up having to go on two nights because we spent the first running into people and didn't get to more than a few booths, not that I'm complaining.

The farmer's market is in full gear. We've gone a couple of times. I haven't yet stopped by Crumb Brother's booth for their delectable sweet croissant thingys. How I love them and the fresh lemonade too. I'm really trying to hold back on some of the sweets.

Our fridge has also been full of produce. We started participating in Bountiful Baskets - a produce co-op. I look forward to what will arrive in our basket and we have been pleasantly surprised by everything, except the 12 heads of bac choy. What exactly do you cook with bac choy? We landed on Chinese food. The rest has been delicious.

I'm loving summer. What have you been up to? Anything really fun I'm missing out on?

Turkey for Thanksgiving

If you haven't heard, we are going to Turkey for Thanksgiving. I am so excited.

You know I've been dying to get out of the country. I get antsy and want to see the world. Hebs and I discussed back and forth where in the world we wanted to go- Greek Isles, Ireland, Costa Rica, Venice, Disney World. My only stipulation was that we should go somewhere neither of us had been before.

Our decision was made much easier by a couple of old friends planning a trip to Turkey. They were kind enough to invite us along and so we landed on Istanbul, the perfect combination of East and West.

I'm bummed to miss the Thanksgiving festivities but we'll still fit a little Turkey in. :)

Noon Music

I've been spending a lot of time lately with the blue hair crowd. You know what I mean, the summer snowbird senior citizens. During the summer months, they have live music at the tabernacle almost every day. For free. How could I pass up this opportunity?

Several times this last week, I have taken my lunch hour to listen to great music. I may be the youngest person in the crowd but I don't care. Today it was the Fry Street Quartet. I really enjoy this group. I think it stems back to my days at the radio station when I interviewed them for a segment. They were so nice and offered me a CD, one that I've listened to many times, great studying music.

On Saturday, Heb and I rode our bikes to the farmers market (as my brother says, we really are becoming hippies). While we were in the area, we stopped by the tabernacle for the Westminster Bell Choir. I didn't know that something like that even existed. I was fascinated by the sounds they can make with simple bells. Awesome!

Now, I've been raving about some good performances but I can't guarantee that all are that great. Honestly, one that I attended last week was not so good. It was a male singer who does opera, show tunes, religious music, country and is starting his own line of children's products. You can't appeal to everyone. Best not to try. His voice was fine, it was all good, the thing that really made me not like him all that much was that it didn't really seem like he meant what he was singing, like it was all a show. That's a big thing for me, much of the criteria for my favorite music is that it sounds like they mean what they are singing. It didn't help that he had slicked hair and a pony tail.

I think I'll keep going. If you want to tag along, let me know. We can be the two youngest people there together.

Wanting to Play the Game

We are currently obsessed with this game.

We want to play it every night. The only problem is that it is a 3 person game. Lucky for us we got our friends Tami and James addicted. Seriously, tonight will be the second night this week we will head over to play this game.

What games are you loving now?

Not Again.

Last year, we spent a good part of Memorial Day in the Tooele emergency room due to Heber's adventures with a hammock stand. You should go back and read about it. It was several hours and even more hundreds of dollars for the three stitches he received.

Neither of us ever imagined that we might have to spend a second year in a row in the ER with the other weekend warriors and motorcyclist mishaps. I tell you, it was close.

As you know, I am allergic to dust mites and sagebrush. I have been getting shots for the past couple of years to try to cure me (a whole other story for another time). Never have I had a major allergic reaction outside of the doctors office. This weekend that all changed.

I was out with Mom L. to help her move Grandma Barbara into her beautiful new home. They had reserved a storage unit on the outskirts of town called Burmister. Lucky for me the units are right in the middle of sagebrush central and due to the nature of storage units, there was dust everywhere. I was helping to move the items and my nose started to run (sadly, not that unusual for me) and then the wind started blowing. By the time we loaded back into the truck I was in the midst of a full blown attack with my throat swelling up. I picked just the right weekend not to bring my epi pen. My mom worried we might have to make a second trip to the ER.

I took some benedril and things thankfully calmed down. The only downside was the coma I was in for the whole ride home. Good thing Heber was around to drive. So that was our Memorial Day, I'd hate to make it a tradition to spend it in the ER.