RAH was asked that question today between classes at church..
"Hmm," RAH responded. "No, I don't think I do...oh, yeah, I do," remembering our son Justin lived in Utah County. (We never say he lives in Utah County - it's Provo to us, so it caught RAH off guard.)
"Are you related to a Justin Hackworth?"
"That's our son."
"Well, I'm an amateur photographer. I follow some photographers' blogs. Justin is one of my top five that I follow. I really like his work. In fact, I wanted him to do a photo shoot down here, but he couldn't do it. I really like and admire his work."
Gotta love those kinds of conversations in the church!
You can see his work here and/or here.
1.31.2010
The Vacuum Cleaner
Who knew that getting a new vacuum could be so great?
I mean, so far, I haven't even used it - at all.
But, that's not to say it isn't getting used.......
no, you see -----
RAH is having so much fun getting rid of all the dirt in our carpets and tile floors, that I don't even have to use it.
Now, if I could only find a product/gadget that he would love to use to clean windows!
1.26.2010
It's a Puzzle
"I'm just so totally bored!" the young adult said.
I hope my jaw didn't drop as far as I felt it was doing.
I can't really remember the last time I was totally bored. (It would have been years ago while waiting in the car without a Sudoku/crossword/cellphone-with-internet/book of mormon/or book of any sort)
There's just so many:
Books to read
People to visit
Pictures to sort and take care of
Letters to write
Files to go through
Scriptures to understand
Birthday cards to get in the mail
Honestly, how could anyone be BORED?
It's a puzzle.
I hope my jaw didn't drop as far as I felt it was doing.
I can't really remember the last time I was totally bored. (It would have been years ago while waiting in the car without a Sudoku/crossword/cellphone-with-internet/book of mormon/or book of any sort)
There's just so many:
Books to read
People to visit
Pictures to sort and take care of
Letters to write
Files to go through
Scriptures to understand
Birthday cards to get in the mail
Honestly, how could anyone be BORED?
It's a puzzle.
1.25.2010
The House Around the Corner
It's a beautiful home...
Pool
Casita attached to the enormous three car garage
Theatre room
Game room with pool table
Kitchen pantry that is amazing; the pantry door opens and goes into a huge, walk-in room lined with shelves
Craft room
Big open entry with dramatic stairway to second floor
And one of the most truly stunning front doors I've ever seen
The best of everything!
But, the house has sorrow that the eye can't see.
The builders of the home suffered in the struggling economy. His business plummeted. His character plummeted briefly. They had to make adjustments and leave the house around the corner.
New people in the home. A beautiful family; three children - talented mother.
But, again the house has sorrow that the eye can't see.
A father abandoning the principles of his growing-up years. A separation, perhaps even divorce is in the future for the beautiful wife and family.
And, my heart aches for the wonderful people who have lived in the beautiful house around the corner.
The moral of this story is:
Even the very most beauitful front door can't keep sorrow or tragedy or sin or heatache out.
Pool
Casita attached to the enormous three car garage
Theatre room
Game room with pool table
Kitchen pantry that is amazing; the pantry door opens and goes into a huge, walk-in room lined with shelves
Craft room
Big open entry with dramatic stairway to second floor
And one of the most truly stunning front doors I've ever seen
The best of everything!
But, the house has sorrow that the eye can't see.
The builders of the home suffered in the struggling economy. His business plummeted. His character plummeted briefly. They had to make adjustments and leave the house around the corner.
New people in the home. A beautiful family; three children - talented mother.
But, again the house has sorrow that the eye can't see.
A father abandoning the principles of his growing-up years. A separation, perhaps even divorce is in the future for the beautiful wife and family.
And, my heart aches for the wonderful people who have lived in the beautiful house around the corner.
The moral of this story is:
Even the very most beauitful front door can't keep sorrow or tragedy or sin or heatache out.
1.24.2010
Love Technology
For several years, Allen's dear, wonderful mother was home-bound. Being forced to stay home from church seemed so cruel for a woman who genuinely loved church. She loved the talks ( she took them down in short hand for years), she loved the people, she loved the Gospel!
Then, bang: osteoporosis. Bad, bad, bad. Moving was excruciatingly painful. Her bones had become so very brittle...it hurt her to be touched. So, she stayed home.
But, when her ward house was remodeled, a device was installed that allowed Dorothy - at home - to listen to sacrament meeting as it was going on. Then, because she loved church services, she also listened to the sacrament meeting that followed her ward. Every Sunday, she turned on the device and voila! she was a part of what she dearly loved. (Her home was just a few blocks from the church, so maybe this was part of what made this possible.)
I've never heard of this before nor since. That was a few years ago, as she died in 2000.
So, what has this to do with this post?
Our ward Relief Society just started posting the weekly lessons on our ward blog. What a great blessing for the home-bound sisters, ill sisters, Primary teachers (MOI!), or anyone remotely interested in listening. A person can listen at their own time, not just when it is happening. But, the important thing is, it's available.
Gotta love techno!
(And, just a little note about technology, which I love. I can be typing away, which I was tonite, and up pops a little hello from our son in Afghanistan - 7,529 miles away. So, we type back and forth with instant responses. Truly, it's incredible...especially for those of us who remember that calling Salt Lake or any long-distance city used to be so expensive and one only did it in the rarest of instances!)
I do love it!
Then, bang: osteoporosis. Bad, bad, bad. Moving was excruciatingly painful. Her bones had become so very brittle...it hurt her to be touched. So, she stayed home.
But, when her ward house was remodeled, a device was installed that allowed Dorothy - at home - to listen to sacrament meeting as it was going on. Then, because she loved church services, she also listened to the sacrament meeting that followed her ward. Every Sunday, she turned on the device and voila! she was a part of what she dearly loved. (Her home was just a few blocks from the church, so maybe this was part of what made this possible.)
I've never heard of this before nor since. That was a few years ago, as she died in 2000.
So, what has this to do with this post?
Our ward Relief Society just started posting the weekly lessons on our ward blog. What a great blessing for the home-bound sisters, ill sisters, Primary teachers (MOI!), or anyone remotely interested in listening. A person can listen at their own time, not just when it is happening. But, the important thing is, it's available.
Gotta love techno!
(And, just a little note about technology, which I love. I can be typing away, which I was tonite, and up pops a little hello from our son in Afghanistan - 7,529 miles away. So, we type back and forth with instant responses. Truly, it's incredible...especially for those of us who remember that calling Salt Lake or any long-distance city used to be so expensive and one only did it in the rarest of instances!)
I do love it!
1.23.2010
Oh, I Love a Book Store
Birthday time for someone...Let's go shopping and browsing and poking around and looking and most of all,
just loving the feel, the smell, the sound, the aura of the
BOOK STORE,
second only to a
LIBRARY!
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