Showing posts with label life lived. Show all posts
Showing posts with label life lived. Show all posts
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October dates

So I haven't ever been much of a Halloween celebrator, but this year I have carved pumpkins and dressed up. The carving of the pumpkins was great friends and we only sustained one small injury. This was my first pumpkin carving that didn't have a cross or say the word JESUS. : ) I know, I'm such a rebel. Here are our fun friends... There are more fun photos of the final products on Elise's blog here.

Dr. Gessel, master carver. He has decades of experience.
 Mr. Drew Capener, reluctant house designer.
 Ms. Elise Capener, survivor of pumpkin carving injuries

 Ms. Natalie Gessel, whimsical carver of dots and swirls
 Mr. Asher Seevinck, loudest pumpkin carver, ever.
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28 Days Later...

Had I posted something in February, I would posted something about my incredible cruise with Carol to the Caribbean. It was a Cricut Cruise. I hope all of you crafters are gasping with delight. And yes, I did dress up in the Cricut costume. I won this cruise in a contest at my work (ProvoCraft) for an idea that I proposed and implement: monthly creative session. So far we've had watercolor classes, drawing classes, a card making class, and photography classes. It's been really fun. And a cruise with one of my closest friends was a beautiful sunny spot in an otherwise gray and busy February.

Had I posted in February, I also would've mentioned how much I love the Olympics. It's an excuse to be totally caught up in reality TV, and crying, even over ice skating is considered perfectly appropriate. No joke - I walked in last week to 8 men in my living room watching women's figure skating. And they were TOTALLY into it.

Had I posted in February I would've said that I was especially excited to have fun friends visit from Boulder. I'm not as brave as they are and remained tattooless after their trip, but they sure are fun!

Had I posted in February I would've said that I LOVE my lil book club, made up of several wonderful ladies who make me laugh. And I kind of have girl-crushes on most of them. You should see how they dress. You would too. 

Had I posted in February I might've said that I feel like a grown-up, navigating the waters of job changes, offers and 5 year plans. Funny how on the brink of 25, I felt like I would feel older. Nope.

But now, it's March. So I'll make up for lost time. Spring is coming. My bulbs are coming up. The dirt smells sweet. Sunshine is no longer a memory but is still out when I get out of work. Looking forward to this month. Watch out for a blog post with Becky over at VintageMixer about our trip to the Beehive Cheese Factory this weekend.
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As much as we knew that  Grandpa's death was inevitable, and at times welcomed, it still was a surprise when I received the text message from my brother that his time had come late on Monday night. As all of the grandkids sat in his bedroom that night, reminicing, laughing, crying and staring, it was strangely sweet. Not at all what I expected the moment to be like. I'll remember my mom kissing his cheek, Grandma weeping, his red suspenders that he didn't want to take off before bed,  sweet little 4 year old Paedyn burying herself in his chair, announcing that she "wants great-grandpa!". Sadly these times bring family together, but I am thankful that we'll all be together, all 8 cousins, kiddos, spouses and friends from Wyoming.

My mom had a stillborn a year before I was born. As I was driving home that night, I wondered, is Grandpa telling stories to Jess? Are they singing songs and dancing like he did with us here? What a reunion, so different from when my grandpa held Jess' small body in his arms in the hospital room. How joyous and hopeful, that our lives don't end here, that because of the grace and love of Jesus, we have a true home, a big family and an abiding peace to look forward to.


Ivan Odin Iverson passed away at his home on Jan. 11, 2010. After several years of braving a variety of health problems, he now is free from pain.


Born in Ashton, Idaho on Nov. 6, 1929, he was the youngest son of Olaf Iverson and Marie Falmar. In 1948 Ivan joined the U.S. Army, serving for three years in Germany.After he returned home, he married Marjorie DeGraw in Jackson Hole in 1954, and they had 3 children. He worked in the oil fields in and around Sublette County, working for over 22 years for El Paso Natural Gas (Williams).He and his wife owned the Karavan Market, the Hillcrest Trailer Court and the Country Cottage in Marbleton. They followed their children to the Salt Lake Valley in 1992.

Ivan enjoyed spending time outdoors with his family, hunting, fishing and camping in the mountains around Big Piney, especially Fish Creek.He also was known for his woodworking and carving skills: he loved spending time in his shop making birdhouses, dollhouses, furniture and figurines. He loved playing drums alongside his wife in their band at local dances.

Survived by his loving wife, Marjorie, he will be dearly missed by his children Becky (Mike), Dale (Margie) and Jill (Chris). He is loved and remembered by many grandchildren and rambunctious great-grandchildren who will miss cuddling with him in his armchair, his whisker kisses and his rendition of the song "Hallelujah I'm a Bum" and a favorite Norweigan song, "Til Seters."
He was preceded in death by his parents Marie and Olaf, his brother Melvin, his sister Helen, grandson Jess and close friend Bob Sims.
Services for "Ivinski Skyvinski Skavar," as he was lovingly known, will be held at 1:30 p.m. on Saturday, Jan. 16 at the Centenary United Methodist Church, located on 1740 South 500 East in Sugarhouse.
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Reading, Writing, Drinking, Lighting.


I'm taking a quick break from reading in the light of my Christmas tree, which I very well my keep up through next Christmas, considering that it's the only light I have in my living room. For whatever reason, our outlets don't work on one wall in our living room. We've yet to pay an electrician. It probably should be done. However, the Christmas tree light is quite charming.

I'm reading about writing and thinking about writing.
I'm snuggled in a handmade blanket given to me by my lovely mother-in-law, who can knit just about anything, I'm convinced.
I'm sipping on delicious tea given to my from my brother, out of a beautiful mug made by the talented Aimee Herring of studio 2350. Thanks Raelynn! (It's always wonderful to have our dear Raelynn visit us for holidays and weekends. I wish she would move here soon. Hint Hint. )

Okay, back to reading and writing and reading about writing. And then perhaps to organizing the spices, butter making equipment and glass lamps I recently acquired from great great grandmothers in Wyoming. Pictures to come, I'm sure.
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Christmas Glory

It's arrival was eminent. After almost 4 years of marriage, I've decorated for Christmas. We typically weren't at our home for the month of December since we traveled so much. And last year we were simply exhausted after all of the remodeling. But the glory has finally arrived. I think my favorite thing about my tree is that we decorated with vintage Utah postcards. (Those pictures didn't turn out...)

It smells like Christmas tree.
It looks like Christmas tree.
By golly, it is. (although this is a phone picture, it still looks magical, right?)


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Thanksgiving Thoughts

Today I am especially thankful for...
Friends nearby that drop in for treats, talking or television.
Friends faraway that I can blog-stalk, Facebook-watch and cry over when I look through photos.
A bag full of magazines and books to read over this long weekend
A job that I love going to every morning (Tifie and Provocraft)
Wonderful family nearby
Incredible husband that makes me laugh every day
Midnight shopping at the outlet malls in Park City tonight
Screen printing projects on the YuDu
Trip to Vancouver next weekend! (Thanks ProvoCraft!)
(Any recommendations on where we should go and most importantly, where we should eat?)
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Lessons Learned in Life

Does it give you great relief to know that other people make mistakes too? That you're not the only one? 

For instance, when someone that you think is always on top of her game forgets her purse and laptop at your house and drives away? I do things like that. Like the time I forgot my purse in 3 different restaurants one weekend...

Or when someone else at work drops the ball, and you realize that you're not alone in the crazy world of administrative assistants who sometimes don't always remember the details? Very familiar. Forgetting to set up interviews and forgetting schedules all happened this week. (And everyone, including me, survived).

Here's a few that happened to me last week, and hopefully they make you feel good about yourself.

I might've been avoiding doing the dishes for 5 days (probably to prove a point) and found mold growing in a bowl in my sink. Absolutely disgusting. And then had surprise company show up to your house, which smells like stinky kitchen that no one loves. Good thing  fellow mistake-makers have taught me to hide dirty dishes in the oven, and send a lime down the disposal. Potential embarrassing moment averted. 

I also dropped eggs on the floor today. Two different times. But that is a story that deserves it's own blog. More to come my lady baker aspirations, which fell insanely far from the goal.  

Now is a time for bed, with the thought that tomorrow is a new day. 
New mistakes to be made, disasters averted, clean up to be done, and life to be lived. 
Isn't that the story?
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