Infinite Power of Hope

Inspiration on a Sunday morning.

A glowing report

After seven (yes, seven) years of begging, badgering, and beseeching, I finally got the Man-of-My-Dreams into the doctor for the dreaded test that involves drinking large quantities of nasty tasting clear liquid. (You know what I am talking about!) The prep for the test is much worst than the actual test itself so, for the 48 hours leading up to the big event, we had a bit of whining and complaining at our house. In the middle of the night before the procedure, the MOMD had to wake up at 3:00 am and for over an hour drink more of the delish liquid... may I say, no one really got much sleep. (Even the dog got up.)

The arrival time at the hospital was quite early, so I got up at 6:00 am while granting the MOMD a few precious extra moments of sleep. (Now, please remember that I don't function very well on a few hours of sleep.....) I showered, dressed, and dried my hair, then woke up the patient. While he showered I finished my hair, grabbed the spray can, and promptly covered my head with...spray on tan... of the Sublime Glow variety. (hey, we have a history of skin cancer in my family!) It was early, I was tired and the cans of hair spray and spray on tan look remarkably alike.

Not my finest moment.

By the way, the test results were perfect.

Go Utes!

Peter just left the house headed to his first University of Utah Lacrosse practice. We are so happy that he is playing for the U of U with a lot of his pals. He is working hard to get back into shape after his 2 year mission for our church. He will be great-- I am not sure that I will be. How in the world do you cheer at a U of U/BYU lacrosse game with darling boys on both teams? Any suggestions would be appreciated!

Roommates and Teammates

After a long week of tryouts, Rogers Hall, Apt 94, is a happy place. All four boys-Zach, Mike, Andrew, and Jacob- along with Bountiful pals, Ricky and Matt made the final cut and are teammates on the BYU Lacrosse Team. We are so proud of you!

Go Cougars!

The Move

Last week we drove down to Provo to take our last boy to college. We found the right dorm. We patiently waited for a parking space and carried the loads of stuff into the dorm room. We made beds, put away clothes, and found a lost guitar pick. We bought an ethernet cable, a thumb drive, and a desk lamp. We shopped for groceries (beefaroni, ramein, refried beans, tortillas) and we put those groceries in a box under the bed. We kissed our boy and we drove away.

We are sad.