Hallway is sooo close...

About 2 months ago, the city informed us that we had a small water leak... almost imperceptible.
We looked everywhere, but couldn't find it... until one day I was in the hallway and looked up.

.. the ceiling had sunk. Ooops. The swamp cooler hose had sprung a leak.

Bummer, but when life hands you lemons.. do the best you can to make lemonade... so we painted the hallway bright yellow!

It's still not quite finished, but sooo close.

We are really enjoying another bright, happy color.

The Shadow of the Thin Man...

This, so far has been my favorite of The Thin Man series. Loved it. Myrna Loy is fabulous and lovely! We watched this last night with popcorn and had a great time.

Back to School House...

In the ShOP...

Stand and Deliver...

"There will be no free rides, no excuses. You already have two strikes against you: your name and your complexion. Because of those two strikes, there are some people in this world who will assume that you know less than you do. *Math* is the great equalizer... When you go for a job, the person giving you that job will not want to hear your problems; ergo, neither do I. You're going to work harder here than you've ever worked anywhere else. And the only thing I ask from you is *ganas.* *Desire.* ...
...If you don't have the *ganas,* I will give it to you because I'm an expert. "

In that last line, is the secret to great leadership... to give another person the desire to better themselves... to expect great things from them.. to give them dignity and skill.. to show them who they really are and what they can really do.
Stand and Deliver is one of my very favorite of all time films. If you haven't seen it in awhile... check it out... It's a beautiful thing.

It may seem like a bad time but...

It may seem like a bad time to promote items, businesses and services on this blog. We are in a depression and no one I know is feeling materialistic. Save, save, save is the mantra of the day. We are in a depression. All of us have friends, family, neighbors that are out of work so it hardly seems like the time to buy a new house, handbag, fancy dinner, but sometimes it is the counter-intuitive thing that is the right thing to do.
I am not telling anyone to be irresponsible, or to purchase something they can't afford, or to go into debt. I'm not. Really, I'm not. That would NOT be good. I try to be good.
I believe strongly in paying 10 percent to the Lord and then paying yourself by saving 10 percent.
But, if you've done that and were planning to have the hallway painted, splash out on lovely red shoes or get a new hairdo. Do.
If we don't, more and more of our friends and neighbors will be out of work.
When you buy something that you can afford and have cash to pay for, you are helping to support some one's family. You are keeping the car repairman, beautician, salesperson or cruise director employed. Employed is so much more than money and security. Employed is self-determination and dignity. Employed is a spiritual principle that is a blessing of peace and a blessing of confidence and more.
So, that is my reason for promoting business (lovely items) on my blog. Business is one of my causes and I want the places I patronize, those who are talented, creative, innovative and hardworking to survive this thing. It's almost impossible in the good times.
So, if you have occasion to feel patriotic... Go shopping! .. even if it's just for a small treat..
Today, I did my patriotic duty. I bought a double blueberry donut from Tasty Donuts!!!
Mmmmmmmmmmmmm. Doing the right thing sure tastes good!

Cutie Skirt...

We bought this skirt and it's so cute on. Really darling. It's now on sale 1/2 price with a few sizes still available. It's quite long.. hard to find right now.
Boden

Happily Ever After...

Melissa & James had a beautiful wedding...

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May Pole...

Candy Shop... Free candy!

Dancing into the night...

... on the terrace overlooking the river...

... leaving by way of an honor guard of bubblegum pixies with sparkler swords and daisy toes...

.. for time and all eternity.

Mints...

Little c and I recently collaborated on this

love box featuring

"Mints" the very cute Springer Spaniel...

Pretty Flowers at Moms...

The Professor and the Madman...

I wish so much that medicine understood more about the crippling, devastating condition of schizophrenia. Some people live too long and Dr. Minor has to be one of those people who suffered severe mental torture almost every night of his long life feeling that he would be forced to do something awful by the demons who raged in his mind after dark.
During his better hours, he did what he could to assist in one of the greatest, if not the greatest literary efforts.. the cataloging of the English Language.
The is a terribly sad and tragic, but amazing story.

Salt Lake City Magazine... Best of the Beehive!

If you purchase just one magazine this year.. this is my favorite. It's so much fun to go through and see all the the great talent we have in our fabulous state!

Grateful for Pioneers...

Many of the Mormon Pioneers converted to the church in Europe. They joined the body of the saints in New York, in Missouri, in Nauvoo. In each place they built a beautiful community, in each place they were misunderstood, hated and finally persecuted and brutally driven out.
Leaving their beautiful and tidy little homes, they crossed the great plains in covered wagons if they had means and handcarts if they did not. They took each step with great courage and faith in their convictions. They suffered greatly along the way. They buried their husbands, brothers, sisters, wives and mothers. They left their children in frozen, shallow graves as they listened to the wolves howl in the distance. But with faith in the goodness of their God, in his eternal plan of happiness, and in reunion they came into the Salt Lake Valley and built the glorious Salt Lake Temple in order to worship; a place where they could be sealed forever to those precious ones who were left behind.
I am forever grateful for my connections to these valiant saints and for the city they built with courage, industry and faith ... all in reverence and honor to God.
Hope you had a wonderful Pioneer Day.. July 24, 2009 marked 162nd anniversary of the day the Mormon Pioneers entered the Salt Lake Valley.

Images from the Eighth International Art Competition...

This painting of a warrior mother was a favorite.

This "Orion" quilt was simply brilliant and amazing... You have to see it in person.

I always look for the beautiful paintings of Larry Winborg, a very gifted artist from Farmington.

These are some paintings depicting the sacrifices of the Utah Pioneers that I thought were lovely.

The International Art Competition is on display and The Conference Center until sometime in October. Don't miss.

The Spring Garden has grown up...

This was the garden in the spring, early in June actually. It doesn't look like this anymore. The summer is passing quickly and I still have so many plans and things I want to do with my children before the summer is over... I wish time would slow down a bit so that I can catch up.
There are also a thousand projects in the house that need doing, but I'm trying to put most of those off. I can do those when little c isn't here to play. :(

Here's to making the most of the next 4 weeks until school starts again.

Elephant...

He'd look a lot cuter with a big red wooden bead at that end of the string and I thought about it, but you have to know baby l.. no matter how tight I get the thing on.. she'd get it off and try to eat it so.. until that stage is past.. no bead.

If you want to make a pull toy... it's easy with the help of

BANISHED

Silas Marner...

I loved this production of Silas Marner. It's so sweet. I could relate to the part where Silas sees all his gold in golden hair of his beautiful child. I've often thought that myself.

We Do Not Apologize...

One of my heroes, my great Uncle Charles flew a glider into Ste.-Mere-Eglise on June 6, 1944. The landing was assaulted with German machine gun fire. He lost most of the men he flew in with. He was captured, tortured and starved by the Nazi's. In the events of history, D-Day doesn't seem that long ago.

I have visited the Utah Beach in Normandy, France where Americans are buried almost as far as the eye can see.

I am tiring of an administration that seems so anxious to apologize for America. While this country has its faults, there is no more generous people in the world, and the thing they have been most generous with is blood.

The following has been finding its way around ... if you haven't read it, you might want to.

At a time when our president and other politicians appear to want to apologize for everything about the United States, here’s a refresher course on how some have handled negative comments about the United States . . .

JFK’S Secretary of State, Dean Rusk, was in France in the early 60’s when Charles De Gaulle decided to pull out of NATO. De Gaulle said he wanted all US military out of France as soon as possible. Rusk responded “does that include those who are buried here?”De Gaulle did not respond.

When in England at a conference, Colin Powell was asked by the Archbishop of Canterbury if our plans for Iraq were just an example of empire building by George Bush. He answered by saying, “Over the years, the United States has sent many of its fine young men and women into great peril to fight for freedom beyond our borders. The only amount of land we have ever asked for in return is enough to bury those that did not return.”

There was a conference in France where a number of international engineers were taking part, including French and American. During a break, one of the French engineers came back into the room saying “Have you heard the latest dumb stunt Bush has done? He has sent an aircraft carrier to Indonesia to help the tsunami victims. What does he intended to do, bomb them?”A Boeing engineer stood up and replied quietly: “Our carriers have three hospitals on board that can treat several hundred people; they are nuclear powered and can supply emergency electrical power to shore facilities; they have three cafeterias with the capacity to feed 3,000 people three meals a day, they can produce several thousand gallons of fresh water from sea water each day, and they carry half a dozen helicopters for use in transporting victims and injured to and from their flight deck. We have eleven such ships; how many does France have?”

A U.S. Navy Admiral was attending a naval conference that included Admirals from the U.S., English, Canadian, Australian and French Navies. At a cocktail reception, he found himself standing with a large group of officers that included personnel from most of those countries. Everyone was chatting away in English as they sipped their drinks but a French admiral suddenly complained that, whereas Europeans learn many languages, Americans learn only English. He then asked, ‘Why is it that we always have to speak English in these conferences rather than speaking French?’Without hesitating, the American Admiral replied, “Maybe it’s because the Brits, Canadians, Aussies and Americans arranged it so you wouldn’t have to speak German.”

Robert Whiting, an elderly gentleman of 83, arrived in Paris by plane. At French Customs, he took a few minutes to locate his passport in his carry on.“You have been to France before, monsieur?” The customs officer asked sarcastically.Mr. Whiting admitted that he had been to France previously.“Then you should know enough to have your passport ready.”The American said, “The last time I was here, I didn’t have to show it.”“Impossible. Americans always have to show your passports on arrival in France”The American senior gave the Frenchman a long hard look. Then he quietly explained, “Well, when I came ashore at Omaha Beach on D-Day in 1944 to help liberate this country, I couldn’t find a single Frenchmen to show a passport to.”

The Thirteenth Tale...

The Thirteenth Tale is a brilliant bit of writing. And, I can't say too much about it because it has so many twists and turns and I don't want to give any of the mystery away.
However, it is the story of two writers born into tragedy who both find a way to cope, to escape, to understand and to explain their experience by devouring books.
While this book is certainly a love letter to literature, don't think you'll be bored, it's a real can't-put-it-down-page-turner. You'll be riveted.
It has very dark themes without being graphic. But, it's honest. It shows the suffering caused by selfishness, by sin and by neglect. It shows how that suffering can leap the generations.
But, it also shows something very true. If a person is lacking a good example, they can find one in a book. The character in this book, used the moral grit and compassion of Jane Eyre to inspire her life... to help her to forgive, to love and to serve the one person who had destroyed her life completely... and by this compassion to change the history of her family. Beautiful.

Two-Part Invention...

Two-Part Invention by Madeleine L'Engle is a favorite book of mine. It is just part of the story of her life.. her love story. She tells about her single life in Manhattan in the 1940's until the time that she met and married her sweetheart and she tells snippets of her marriage with him for over forty years until he dies from cancer. Her view of marriage and her faith are beautiful. Her words hold life, even the bad stuff, as sacred and it is inspiring.

I picked it up yesterday and ended up reading it cover to cover. I read it when I was first married and to read it again different things stand out. I could relate so much to this passage on page 156:

"As soon as Bion, our baby, was in nursery school, I dropped out of the group of mothers who occasionally gathered together to drink coffee and gossip. This was writing time. Nobody else needed writing time. And I felt that I was looked at askance because I spent so much time at the typewriter and yet couldn't sell what I wrote. I certainly wasn't pulling my weight financially.

In my journal I wrote: 'There is a gap in understanding between me and our friends and acquaintances. I can't quite understand a life without books and study and music and pictures and a driving passion. And they, on the other hand, can't understand why I have to write, why I am a writer. When for instance, I say to someone that have to get home to work, the assumption is that I mean housecleaning or ironing, not writing a book. I'm very kindly permitted to be a writer but not to take time pursuing my trade. Nor can they understand the importance of music or why an hour with a Mozart sonata at the piano is not wasted time but time spent on real value. Or really listening, without talking, to music. Or going for a walk simply to see the beauty around one, or the real importance of a view from a window.'"

I have quite a few friends who understand the importance of books and of the need for constant learning, but not enough. When conversation comes around to the latest pop-cultural news sensation, I find that people are speaking Greek to me and I simply don't care. Fewer of my friends understand my desire to paint for hours at a time (I'm grateful for those that really do)and the solitude that requires. When I say that I must paint, most people assume it's a wall. Maybe someday my art will be profitable, maybe it won't, but I feel compelled to paint all the same. It's not something I can turn off.

I will paint and I will read. I have a great desire to know history and to read the finest literature. I want to make great music a part of my life every day. I aspire to be a culteral snob.. never to settle for the slop purveyed to the masses as art everyday, but to search for what is fine.. what is best.

I love these verses of Mormon scripture from the Doctrine and Covenants 88:78-80 which read:

"Teach ye diligently and my grace shall attend you, that you may be instructed more perfectly in theory, in principle, in doctrine, in the law of the gospel, in all things that pertain unto the kingdom of God, that are expedient for you to understand;

Of things both in heaven and in the earth, and under the earth; things which have been, things which are, things which must shortly come to pass; things which are at home, things which are abroad; the wars and the perplexities of the nations, and the judgments which are on the land; and a knowledge also of countries and of kingdoms--

That ye may be prepared in all things when I shall send you again to magnify the calling whereunto I have called, you and the mission with which I have commissioned you."

In order for us to be who we were meant to be.. wise and smart and capable of good judgment and good reason.. even after achieving great formal education, there is still so much to learn. To learn requires time.

Use Your Superpowers for the Good of Mankind...

I was talking to my sister the other day and we were talking about something mothers often talk about, how to get your children to develop their talents and then use them for good. My sister has a talent for classic one-liners and she said that she just needed to get her son to 'use his superpowers for the good of mankind'. Exactly! We had a good laugh.
Her comment got me thinking about a lot of things. There was a cute little grandmother that lived in our neighborhood growing up. She was old when I met her at the age of 5, but she has lived a long life and is still going. She is very old now. She had a habit of writing down birthdays and anniversaries and other important dates on a little calendar. For years and years she has sent me a card on my birthday. She remembered my anniversary. She sent cards for my graduations. She sent these little remembrances to me, but also to hundreds of others who have fallen into her wide circle of love. I once mentioned how amazed I was by this gift to my mother who said, "I know, think of all the good this sweet little woman has done with just a calendar." She made a small gift go a long way. A superpower?
There is enough trouble, enough darkness, enough sadness in the world without adding to it. I find in the media, in music, in literature and in art those who possess great talent, enviable talent, but they use it to create further darkness. Their talent is then destructive, wasted.
One of my favorite books is Victor Hugo's Les Miserables. The story is dark. The character of Jean Valjean has many troubles and yet one act of kindness purchases his soul for good and ever after he returns every evil act with one of generosity and kindness. In a dark world, the light of his example still inspires.
It's easier to get attention by being shocking, ugly and dark, but the attention is short lived. Immortality belongs to those who use meagre or great talents to create a spot of light, a place of beauty, a moment of peace. They will always be remembered.
My great uncle passed away recently. He was a great man and a hero of mine. At his funeral, his son told a story:
Dad was a supervisor at a large mine. When I was about five years old, he took me deep into the mine so that I could see it. After looking around for a time, I told him that it was too dark and I was frightened. He said, "take my hand and I will lead you into the light." .. and he has done that for me my whole life.
There is no life that hasn't been touched by some trouble, some darkness. When we come through trouble, we can find a way to show compassion to another and help them find their way. When we are in trouble, we can take the hand of a friend. We can look to the light, even if it is just a tiny pin point of hope, we can move toward it.
It is the responsibility of artists to uncover the places where light, peace and beauty exist and show them to the world. It is the responsibility of art to banish the darkness by exposing the despots, tyrants, evil, lies and unkindness with such a bright light they must melt away like the Dorothy's wicked witch.
In all seriousness, I believe that each of us has been given a superpower. They grow in strength when they are used for good. They can make us immortal. Or, if our intentions are ugly or wicked our life's efforts can disappear into the oblivion of the ages. The world has many troubles.. no gift no matter how small should be left unused. Use your superpowers for the good of mankind.. Today!