We have been home now for two weeks and I haven't blogged yet. Maybe I need to be on vacation to have a successful blog. We went through the usual vacation withdrawls, not wanting to cook, do laundry or any other dreary daily task for a while. Life was a little crazy the week we got back. It was the last week of the term and the kids (ok, David didn't have to sweat it) had too much left over that they didn't get done while in Hawaii, plus the usual oops-I-didn't-hand-that-in-yet-stuff, oh, and a choir concert, scout campout and the History Fair, whew. I have recovered and other than the weather flip-flopping from summer to winter and back again constantly, life is back to normal. Caroline got her hair cut last week as you can see. It is so cute. Michael just asked a girl to prom and is waiting for her answer. He borrowed the idea from my niece Tara and had the girl served with a fake court (prom) summons.

I had a fun day last week! All 8 members of my book club went to Midway to a cabin and spent the night, ate too much, stayed up too late talking, discussed our latest book, and went shopping. The picture is missing two people because they had to return early and we forgot to take the picture before they left. sorry ladies. We stayed at Stephanie's family cabin and one of her aunts lives across the street. Good thing, because the oven was broken in her cabin, so we had to send the breakfast coffee cake to her house to cook. Afterwards, we went to visit and see the fun projects she has going in her basement. Stephanie describes her aunt as Lucille Ball and Phyllis Dillar in one. She is a hoot! Anyway, her whole basement is full of quilting and yarn projects. She is into felting and is part owner of a little shop in Midway to sell her stuff. She invited us to make a pin cushion (one of the projects du jour) to take home. You can see the picture of mine. It was so wonderful to learn something new and get to do it with friends. I truly enjoyed visiting Aunt Nancy. She has the gift of being able to make you feel instantly part of her home, life and fun. She made all of us feel right at home. When we were leaving I just couldn't shake the feeling like I was home, she reminded me so much of the women I grew up around in Alaska. It then dawned on me that those women I grew up around in Alaska were all from Utah. I asked her how old she was (can you believe it? how rude!) and she said that she was 69 and went to East High in SLC. I asked her if she knew Oranee Harward, my mother-in-law, and she ran and got her yearbooks. I asked her if she knew Yvonne Young and Sharon Jones , my adopted aunties from Alaska. She actually knew all of them and they graduated the same year she did, except Sharon, we couldn't find her in the yearbooks but she knew who she was! Wow, what a small world.
David is trying to master the rubik's cube, and I think he bounced a ping pong ball on the paddle somewhere around 430 times in a row today. Caroline goes twice a week to gymnastics and hopes to make it on a team at the end of the school year. Katie is the student director of her school play, The Diary of Anne Frank, and is really enjoying it. Michael is waiting patiently for his prom date to answer back and is starting to study for his upcoming AP Calculus and AP Chemistry exams. Nelson is teaching his largest section of students (205) so far at BYU this semester and starts every class period with a joke and then opens the floor for a few. I am busy getting ready for girls camp in the ward, tie-dying pillowcases and teaching first aid. Maybe felting will become my newest passion, who knows. It's good to be home.