Thursday, March 21, 2024

March Madness

I love the fact that the early months of the year are relatively quiet, but that's not to say that we haven't enjoyed a few celebrations and lots of family fun time. Early this month (Saturday, March 9th), we finally broke out the snowmobiles! Jonas (and Jeff and Dallin) were more than ready to rev them up. We have had so many busy Saturdays that we haven't even taken them out once. Grant and Dallin's girlfriend, Audrey, joined us. And yes...I went too. Snowmobiling is not my favorite thing to do, but I do love spending time with family, and I always love grabbing a burger and a shake from Wheelers in Mt. Pleasant afterwards. Because of the group we were with (Jonas, Audrey, & I being fairly novice riders and Dallin still nursing his wrist), we didn't go crazy; however, Audrey still got hurt. I felt so bad! Within 15 minutes of our ride, Dallin went down a hill and encouraged her to join him, except the part she went down had a little drop off. The machine jumped and when they came down, she hit her chin on the handlebars. She got a cut, some minor scrapes, and a little swelling. Yet, she was a trooper. She didn't let it affect the rest of her day. She still got out there and enjoyed the machine...and Dallin made sure he did everything he could to make her comfortable. I loved watching my son treat her right. We spent a few hours riding around before we packed up the machines, grabbed our burgers, and headed home. I'm sure Jeff will go out again and hopefully Jonas & Dallin too.







Thursday, March 14th (3.14) was "Pi" day. I know it may be silly, but I love taking the opportunity to celebrate even the most mundane days...which was pretty much today. Jonas went to school, Jeff went to work, and I cleaned the house...but that night, I grabbed a pizza "pie" and a raspberry pie to celebrate the day.
That Saturday (March 16th), I got tickets to attend the Manti Temple Open House. The church announced that the temple would close in 2021 for renovations. The renovations mostly dealt with plumbing, electrical, HVAC, etc. They also refurbished the murals and formatted the rooms to allow for a TV viewing experience of the endowment session rather than live acting. Regardless of what was done, I was excited to be able to take my family to this pioneer temple. This was the third temple completed in Utah (behind the St. George and Logan temples). It was originally dedicated in 1888, when my 4th great-grandmother was still alive and living in the area. It is quite possible that she witnessed the temple being built and perhaps contributed in some way. It is also quite possible that she walked down those sacred hallways or even attended the dedication before she passed several months later. It was cool to think about the sacrifice of those early Saints that included my own relatives...and I had THREE hours to think about it before we got in! Yup...we waited in line for three hours. It was crazy! We even had a reservation, but that didn't seem to matter. There were so many people there. I had warned Jacob, Amber, Laurin, and Casey, but they still chose to come. I loved it! I loved that they wanted to join us. Jonas, Carter, and Everly (and Casey too) entertained themselves on the hill in front of the temple. Jonas even discovered that he could slide down the hill with his slick, quick-dry pants. We even (thankfully) had a frisbee that was being thrown around with all the kids on the hill. The wait was worth it simply because we got to spend time together as a family...and we got to wander those sacred halls. We all loved the spiral staircases and the antique apron on display. The assembly room was also a unique experience since most modern day temple don't have one. Once we finished the tour, we quickly made our way to Wheelers for more burgers and shakes. It was a good reward for our patience!




Sunday (March 17th) was St. Patrick's Day! Jonas woke up early (really early...like 1:00 a.m.) because he knew that the "Leprechaun" had hidden a treasure for him to find. I love that even though he knows the leprechaun's secret, he still enjoys the treasure hunt. This year, he told me that he didn't want any clues. He just wanted to try to find it...only I didn't expect that he'd try to find it in the middle of the night or that he would wake me up twice to get verbal clues. It's a good thing I love that little boy! Once he found it, he was able to go back to sleep. In the morning, I made us mini green (spinach) egg frittatas with a rainbow fruit skewer before we attended church. Because it was Sunday, Amber, Jacob, and the Irons came over for dinner and games that night. Most of our little holiday celebrations revolve around themed foods (today was no different) and that's it, but this year, because I knew others would be joining us, I planned a few easy games. We rolled potatoes to knock down stacked cups then we bounced ping pong balls (aka gold balls) into a pot. Yet the favorite game was using large tongue depressors on which to stack a tower of Fruit Loops. Laurin did the best at that. We even had time to break out the wiffle ball set. I love that the weather is finally warming up!













Speaking of warming temperatures, Jonas, Jeff and I celebrated the first day of Spring on Tuesday, March 19th, with some strawberry lemonade and a fruit tart from Kneaders. Bring on warmer temperatures and more outside fun!






Tuesday, March 5, 2024

Level 45!

Recently, I read a meme that basically said that instead of saying that we're "___ years old", we should say that we've reached "level ___" because it sounds way cooler. I liked that so...today I reached Level 45! To be honest, this is the first time in my life where my age has finally hit me...and not in the best of ways. Over the past year, I have felt a little more of the physical aging process and the whole "mid-life" crisis thing (e.g., Have I done enough? Should I consider going back to school? Work? Is my life going to mean something when I'm gone? etc.) I sailed through my 30th and even 40th birthdays without blinking an eye; so why is 45 hitting harder? Who knows? And who knows the answer to any of those mid-life questions I've posed? I have honestly made it a matter of prayer, and when I do, I feel the need to stand still. I'm not sure returning to work or pursuing another degree is where I need to be right now. Jonas is still young and I am very much involved in his school and extra-curricular activities. Plus, I have had the privilege of time to be able to watch Carter and Everly. Maybe in a few more years, I might return to work or school, but for now, I think I'm where I need to be...even though sometimes I may question that. And overall, I'm extremely lucky to be in the physical condition that I'm in, but I can tell my body is slowly changing as I enter that peri-menopausal stage of life. Ugh! Maybe I'll get all my angst out in the next 5 years so I can rock my 50th birthday? I hope so...because I really do feel lucky to have been blessed with the life I have. I have done some pretty amazing things in my 45 years. I have had adventures traveling internationally and seen some breathtaking places here in the states. I have earned a post-graduate degree and worked in an incredibly difficult and rewarding career. I finally found my eternal love and became a mom (in all senses of the role) to some pretty perfect kids (although it hasn't always been a perfect ride). I have served in various volunteer capacities in my faith community. I have loved and been loved by my Savior and have come to know Him on a more intimate level. Life really is good...and so was my birthday. If you know me, you'll know I stretched it out for as long as I could. On Saturday, March 2nd, Jeff took me on my annual birthday date. We had breakfast at the Communal (which was where I celebrated my first birthday with him) then walked down to the Provo Bakery to pick up my lemon cake.


Sunday (March 3rd), we celebrated my birthday with a family dinner...and of course, lemon cake. More than anything, I simply appreciate being recognized and appreciate the gift of time that my family gives me. Amber, Jacob, and Katie showed up early to help Jonas and Jeff prepare my dinner. I love that I don't have to cook for my birthday, but it's also hard to sit back and just watch. Haha! Jeff, Jonas, and Dallin gave me gifts of time. Jonas gifted me a date night. Dallin is treating me to a new ice cream place in Provo (he actually missed the Sunday birthday dinner), and Jeff and I are going to take a trip from Michigan to North Dakota...the two states I lack visiting. Laurin gifted me her time too, but in a different way. She bought a sweater and embroidered "Gigi" on the collar then the names of my grandkids on the sleeve - Carter, Everly, and baby Beau (yup...that's the name of Jacob and Amber's baby...or at least let's hope so because it's on my sleeve now!). Scott, Rodney, Penny, Katie, and Greg came to help me celebrate as well. I love being surrounded by family.







On Monday (March 4th), I treated myself to a massage. I don't often allow myself time for self-care, but now that I have a little extra time...I figured I would put it to good use. Tuesday (March 5th) was my actual birthday. I continued my quest for self-care with a pedicure and a little retail therapy. My parents sent me some money so I bought a cute shirt then I went around collecting a few birthday freebies. Jeff thinks this is so funny...and perhaps it is, but I think it's just fun. That night, Jonas took me out to dinner (we're going to go see a movie, Kung Fu Panda 4, next week to round out our date) then Danny got to call me too. It was a good way to end my actual birthday.






However, I wrapped up my birthday celebrations with a sweet treat on Wednesday (March 6th) with Dallin (and Jonas got to tag along). Dallin inadvertently double booked himself on Sunday without realizing it. He is newly dating a cute girl, Audrey, and went to meet her family. It wasn't until he got to her house that Amber notified him of his mistake. They both felt bad, but to rectify the situation, I got a little date out of it, so I think it turned out ok. (Sorry...I forgot to snap a picture, but the ice cream cone was really good!) I'm grateful for my 45 years of life. I'm grateful for those countless text messages and phone calls and visits from so many people who wanted to celebrate with me. I'm grateful for where I'm at in life; even when I question if I've done enough or lament the process of aging, I wouldn't change where I'm at and how I got here. Here's to another incredible 45 years of life!