Showing posts with label Both of Us. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Both of Us. Show all posts
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Mom is 87 today
Today is my Mom's 87th birthday. We went swimminmg this morning as usual then made a birthday lunch date. Sara & Jacob were visiting so so they joined Sonnet, Mom and I at Marie Callenders. Mom you are remakable - I love you.
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Powderhorn Ranch
Monday after work Stephen & I headed east on 58 to interstate 15 across the desert – destination, Powderhorn Guest Ranch, Colorado. We pulled off the road just before Vegas to meet up with Debbie & Tom Madril. We spent an enjoyable hour visiting over ice cream. They sent us on our way but we only got as far a Mesquite before fatigue set in. In the morning we hit the road. At the highway 70 turn off we were pleased to see a Cove Fort sign. It was a beautiful morning so we pulled off and took the missionaries tour.
Fascinating. What a family life the Hinckley’s had. We were so pleased to hear there are 30 missionary couples serving very steadily. Brother and Sister Euall conducted an interesting tour for us. At the end of the tour the missionaries asked if we felt impressed to send a church video or book of Mormon to anyone. We each filled out a referral card. One for Stephen’s Dad and the other to his Aunt Marilyn. The missionaries will then call them on the phone, read them the message we left, and ask the individual if they will accept the video or book. If they agree, local missionaries will hand deliver it. Isn’t that great! I remember doing that one time before following a tour on temple square. That time I referred a video to a coworker and she accepted it gratefully. You never know. The funniest part was, while on the tour a little boy from the tour ahead of us said, “That’s my Bishop”. It turned out to be Hyrum Hansen. How funny that we are visiting Cove Fort and run into the Hansen family. They decided to make a stop at the fort while traveling to Canada for a family visit. (7/3 As a PS to this post - Sister Euall called from the fort and said she had a nice chat with both Stephen's Dad and Aunt. They both accepted the videos and will recieve a visit from the missionaries to deliver them. She also said the day we stopped in they had a record 900 visitors - pretty great)
It was time to get on the road again – next stop, Grand Junction, Colorado. The scenic drive across Utah and Colorado afforded me a view from a different window. Never before do I remember seeing such high plateaus, or sheer rock buttes. Miles and miles of twisting canyons, desert floor, and towering monoliths.
It was beautiful. There is a scattering of little towns (and I mean little) along the interstate. It was fun to stop anytime something looked interesting or a shop looked inviting. Arriving in Grand Junction we found a hotel for the night then went out to dinner. The next morning it was Powderhorn day!
The drive through the canyon toward the ranch was breathtaking. The sloping canyon walls were green with pine trees and aspen groves as well as stark rock cliffs. Narrow passages would open up to expansive green meadows sprinkled with grazing cattle. A river wound its way through the heart of the canyon floor with meandering streams feeding meadow pastures.
To see such lush green and freely flowing water was heavenly. We were almost covetous as we thought of our dry parched valley and all the farmers that are crying for water.
Our Powderhorn vacation was a blast! Stephen & I were two of twelve guests so you can see it was small and intimate.
The ranch hands almost matched the guests in number. The first night we had a square dance where guests mingled with hands for a great time. We all ate together in the rustic dining hall. The meals were wonderful. Plenty of home town cooking. The next day almost all went river rafting.
So fun! In the afternoon Stephen & I drove to a darling little town just up the road called Crested Butte.
It is beautifully nestled in a small valley below tall mountains. Approaching the town we saw what looked like a colorful pup-tent city. As it turned out there was a Colorado bike tour passing through hosting about 1000 riders. We shopped around the historic town then headed back to the ranch.
That night a country singer came and entertained us in the lodge. He was great. So interesting because he told the history of various cowboy songs and song writers. The next day was trail ride day. Oh my – it was the highlight of my week. The high country was breathtaking. We rode to 11,000 feet.
For a short time it clouded up and lightly rained. No matter, just like real cowboys we donned our slickers or ponchos and kept riding. At the top we ate lunch and rested the horses. We were gone all day and when the group returned it was hot tub time.
That evening following a delicious dinner we gathered around the fire pit for a wonderful program topped off by s'mores. After breakfast on Saturday morning Stephen & I said our goodbyes and started for home. Our vacation was everything we wanted it to be and we someday hope to have a dude ranch experience will all our children and grandchildren.
Fascinating. What a family life the Hinckley’s had. We were so pleased to hear there are 30 missionary couples serving very steadily. Brother and Sister Euall conducted an interesting tour for us. At the end of the tour the missionaries asked if we felt impressed to send a church video or book of Mormon to anyone. We each filled out a referral card. One for Stephen’s Dad and the other to his Aunt Marilyn. The missionaries will then call them on the phone, read them the message we left, and ask the individual if they will accept the video or book. If they agree, local missionaries will hand deliver it. Isn’t that great! I remember doing that one time before following a tour on temple square. That time I referred a video to a coworker and she accepted it gratefully. You never know. The funniest part was, while on the tour a little boy from the tour ahead of us said, “That’s my Bishop”. It turned out to be Hyrum Hansen. How funny that we are visiting Cove Fort and run into the Hansen family. They decided to make a stop at the fort while traveling to Canada for a family visit. (7/3 As a PS to this post - Sister Euall called from the fort and said she had a nice chat with both Stephen's Dad and Aunt. They both accepted the videos and will recieve a visit from the missionaries to deliver them. She also said the day we stopped in they had a record 900 visitors - pretty great)
It was time to get on the road again – next stop, Grand Junction, Colorado. The scenic drive across Utah and Colorado afforded me a view from a different window. Never before do I remember seeing such high plateaus, or sheer rock buttes. Miles and miles of twisting canyons, desert floor, and towering monoliths.
It was beautiful. There is a scattering of little towns (and I mean little) along the interstate. It was fun to stop anytime something looked interesting or a shop looked inviting. Arriving in Grand Junction we found a hotel for the night then went out to dinner. The next morning it was Powderhorn day!
The drive through the canyon toward the ranch was breathtaking. The sloping canyon walls were green with pine trees and aspen groves as well as stark rock cliffs. Narrow passages would open up to expansive green meadows sprinkled with grazing cattle. A river wound its way through the heart of the canyon floor with meandering streams feeding meadow pastures.
To see such lush green and freely flowing water was heavenly. We were almost covetous as we thought of our dry parched valley and all the farmers that are crying for water.
Our Powderhorn vacation was a blast! Stephen & I were two of twelve guests so you can see it was small and intimate.
The ranch hands almost matched the guests in number. The first night we had a square dance where guests mingled with hands for a great time. We all ate together in the rustic dining hall. The meals were wonderful. Plenty of home town cooking. The next day almost all went river rafting.
So fun! In the afternoon Stephen & I drove to a darling little town just up the road called Crested Butte.
It is beautifully nestled in a small valley below tall mountains. Approaching the town we saw what looked like a colorful pup-tent city. As it turned out there was a Colorado bike tour passing through hosting about 1000 riders. We shopped around the historic town then headed back to the ranch.
That night a country singer came and entertained us in the lodge. He was great. So interesting because he told the history of various cowboy songs and song writers. The next day was trail ride day. Oh my – it was the highlight of my week. The high country was breathtaking. We rode to 11,000 feet.
For a short time it clouded up and lightly rained. No matter, just like real cowboys we donned our slickers or ponchos and kept riding. At the top we ate lunch and rested the horses. We were gone all day and when the group returned it was hot tub time.
That evening following a delicious dinner we gathered around the fire pit for a wonderful program topped off by s'mores. After breakfast on Saturday morning Stephen & I said our goodbyes and started for home. Our vacation was everything we wanted it to be and we someday hope to have a dude ranch experience will all our children and grandchildren.
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Our Closet Project
We worked on a little home improvement project earlier this year that I am finally getting posted. We made Blake's huge bedroom into one regular size bedroom and one fabulous closet. Stephen did all the structural work and we finished it together. We had a good time working on this project and we absolutely love the space.
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Get Along little Doggies
I have always wanted to go to a Dude Ranch, yep, that’s right. Stephen is such a good sport about the whole thing. Together we have searched the internet for Dude Ranch sites as well as perused the Dude Ranchers association catalogue. I also have a pretty thick file of brochures in my filing cabinet. It has been fun to check out the information and dream. The scenery is always breathtaking and the list of activities fabulous however, guest ranches tend to be a little pricy. What I really want is to have a family reunion with all the grand kids at one of these ranches. Realistically, I am afraid that will never happen, just too expensive.
Well, this last time through the catalogue we noticed one of the ranches that appeared reasonably priced. We checked and sure enough it seems within reach. Stephen & I decided to check out the website. The long and short of it is that we are going! We made our reservations! It looks like this summer Steph & I will drive to Colorado and have a routin’ tootin’ time at Powerhorn Ranch.
Sunday, September 21, 2008
September 21, 1979
Yesterday we were in the temple most of the day for our ‘Stake Day in the Temple’. It was so appropriate because 29 years ago on that date Stephen & I first walked through temple doors. We received our endowment the evening before we were married. Which makes today our 29th wedding anniversary. Our wedding day began at the Travel Lodge with friends visiting and wandering in and out of each others hotel rooms as we got ready to go across the street to the temple. The memory of our wedding day in the temple is sacred to me. I cherish every thought and feeling I experienced there. I remember President Stratford, the temple president going outside to talk with my parents after the ceremony. I will always be grateful for that thoughtful and considerate act. We took some snapshots on the grounds then headed back to Bakersfield for a photo shoot. With some time before the reception, Stephen & I went to my parent’s house to have a bite to eat and visit with family. The reception was across the street at the Bernard building. It turned out very fun. When it was all over, we were on our way for a week at a cabin in Cambria then a weeklong Caribbean cruse. 29 years later we are still on the honeymoon.
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