Overwhelmed with Gratitude

11:30 "Here's some enchiladas my father made," she said handing us the dish with fresh home-made Mexican food.
12:30 "Here's some really good hamburger meat that we can't eat because our freezer is full...why don't you take these 3 packages?" they asked as I drove by and waved.
4:30 "Here's a little Halloween token because you've been so good to us," said the new neighbor handing me a box of Mrs. See's chocolates.

Not every Saturday is like this, in fact, NO Saturday is like this, but my heart was full of gratitude for good, good neighbors.

Goodness and thoughtfulness and generosity transcend religion, race, and creed.

Happy Halloween!

From 2003:

8 months pregnant, but who can tell?

Here's Dave Barry's delightful take on Halloween!

Proud to Be A....

Volunteering at the Family History Center

This describes the people who come in to the Family History Center...but it doesn't really explain why I enjoy it so much...but I do!

Tip Number One : If you double click on the picture, you will see it in a larger window, and you will be able to read it much better.

Tip Number two: Create your own wordle here:

Time for Halloween Visiting Teaching

I've made these Bloody Finger cookies for a lot of years now.

(Thanks, Jenni for the simple peanut butter candy recipe...no cooking involved.)
It's so fun to see the kids' reactions.
Because I always tell them to watch out for the BONE (pretzel) inside the finger!

Happy Halloween!

Sleeping with the FRENEMY

By day, he is my friend; kind, pleasant, helpful, fun.
By night, he is my enemy, and he becomes armed (a play on words here), and dangerous!
For you see, in the night, he moves into position. Lying on his back, with his arms folded under his head with elbows protruding onto my territory.
I often get whacked in the eye, chin, face, other eye.
OUCH!

Favorite Picture Day

Looking Back Just a Few Short Years:

This is the view out our front window from the first little home

we bought in St. George:

Canyon Cove number 3...loved living here for a very short time before we moved up the street to number 28.

Great neighbors, people, friends, and ward.

Ahhhh, the memories.