tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82284559816704530632024-03-05T20:09:56.044-07:00The White Silk Pursewhitesilkpursehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06702181197302373996noreply@blogger.comBlogger46125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8228455981670453063.post-45172748626920974232015-12-03T08:41:00.001-07:002015-12-03T08:41:31.207-07:00Mom's Life SketchThis has been a tender week. My mom passed away on Sunday, November 29. Today is her funeral in Idaho Falls, and her burial will be Monday in Cave Creek, AZ. -- While it is difficult to say an earthly goodbye I look forward to a heavenly hello.<br />
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My dad asked me to write her obituary and give the life sketch at her funeral. What a lovely honor! It was wonderful to listen as my brothers and father told stories as we all recollected moments in time and the life stories she had shared with us.<br />
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The following obituary appeared in the Idaho Falls Post Register and the Rexburg Standard Journal on Wednesday, December 2, 2015:<br />
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Shirley Ann (Reynolds) Gardner died peacefully while surrounded by her family at her home in Idaho Falls, Sunday, November 29, 2015, at age 79 from the long-term effects of Alzheimer’s Disease.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Shirley was born to Roy and Grace (Stanton) Reynolds in Deadwood, SD, on November 25, 1936. She was the fourth of eight children. Her childhood and young adult years were spent in Wyoming, Idaho, and Washington.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Shirley met, fell in love with, and married her husband Marvin in Richland, WA. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They have been married for 59 years. Together they have five children, one daughter and four sons. They owned and operated Beauty Colleges in Washington, Arizona, and Idaho. Shirley was a perfectionist with an eye to detail and carefully managed the book work of the businesses. Shirley was a member of the LDS church and spent decades of service working in the Primary Children’s organization and also served as Relief Society President for several years. Currently, Marvin and Shirley attend and participate at Watersprings Church in Idaho Falls.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Shirley and Marvin loved to dance and did so often. They enjoyed traveling and have been to many places both far and near. Shirley enjoyed cooking, sewing, reading, singing, and playing tennis. She was a lover-of words and an editor at heart.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She would read the Reader’s Digest magazine with a red pen in hand, make corrections, and send the corrected magazine back to the Reader’s Digest! However, Shirley’s greatest passion was her family: her husband, children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren. Spending time with them brought her great joy.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Shirley is survived by her husband Marvin A. Gardner of Idaho Falls, a daughter, Dana White (Chris) of Hyrum, UT, and sons, Matthew Gardner of Scottsdale, AZ, A. Garth Gardner (Marie) of Ucon, ID, Logan Gardner (Suzanne) of Rigby, ID, and Grant Gardner (Hilary) of Idaho Falls. Shirley has 16 grandchildren, and 17 great-grandchildren. She also leaves two sisters, Lillian Gallagher of Yakima, WA, Mary Reynolds (David Tishendorf) of Tieton, WA, and three brothers, Ed Reynolds (Jan) of Spokane, WA, Darol Reynolds (Sandra) of Seattle, WA and David Reynolds of Mt. Pleasant, SC.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The family thanks <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Hearts for Hospice and Home Health</i> for their support and care during the final days of Shirley’s life. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<o:p>And the following is the life-sketch. </o:p></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">On behalf of our family, my father, Marvin, and my brothers, Matt, Garth, Logan and Grant, our families and extended family, we appreciate your love, support, the many kindnesses you’ve shown, and your attendance at this celebration of my mother’s life.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Shirley Ann (Reynolds) Gardner died peacefully, surrounded by her husband Marvin and all 5 of her children, at her home in Idaho Falls, early Sunday morning, November 29, 2015 at age 79 from the long-term effects of Alzheimer’s Disease.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Shirley was born to Roy and Grace (Stanton) Reynolds in Deadwood, SD, on November 25, 1936. She was the fourth of eight children. Her childhood and young adult years were spent in Wyoming, Idaho, and Washington.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Shirley met, fell in love with, and married her husband Marvin in Richland, WA. They have been married for 59 years. Together they have five children, one daughter and four sons. They owned and operated Beauty Colleges in Washington, Arizona, and Idaho. Shirley was a perfectionist with an eye to detail and carefully managed the book work of the businesses. Shirley was a member of the LDS church and spent decades of service working in the Primary Children’s organization and also served as Relief Society President for several years. Currently, Marvin and Shirley attend and participate here, at Watersprings Church in Idaho Falls. They love and appreciate the many new friendships they have found here.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Shirley and Marvin loved to dance and did so often. They enjoyed traveling and have been to many places both far and near. Shirley enjoyed cooking, sewing, reading, singing, and playing tennis. She was a lover-of words and an editor at heart. She would read the Reader’s Digest magazine with a red pen in hand, make corrections, and send the corrected magazine back to the Reader’s Digest! However, Shirley’s greatest passion was her family: her husband, children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren. Spending time with them brought her great joy.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">When Mom was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s in 2003, she and Dad were very pro-active and willing to actively seek remedies. We were told, at that time, to expect 5-7 years of remaining life. Thanks to their efforts, we are all exceedingly grateful to have had 12 years of her continued earthly life.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Shirley spent her childhood and youth in Wyoming, Idaho, and Washington. We always loved to listen to her tell us stories of her family life. Her siblings were her friends and they shared many adventures. One of her favorite stories to tell was the time a bottle of Root Beer was acquired. She, and her siblings, decided the best way to enjoy the rare treat would be to get up and drink it at midnight. They were granted permission from their mother and implemented their plan... There was only one hold-out. The youngest child, Dave, did not want to wait until midnight. He wanted his root beer right then before bed. It was decided that he could, indeed, have his then, but, the rest of them would wait until midnight. An alarm was set and all went to bed. At midnight the bleary-eyed group met in the kitchen only to discover that what remained of the opened bottle was flat root beer. The disheartened children returned to their beds.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Mom was a wonderful cook, but it didn’t really start out that way. Our grandmother, mom’s mom, was a cook to support her family. Because of her desire to raise well-educated children, it was far easier for her to come home and quickly cook dinner than to have help in the kitchen.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">When mom and dad were first married they had a few cooking mishaps, but mom was determined to learn. One of my favorite stories involves a time when, shortly after Mom and Dad were married they decided to try out Baked Alaska when they had company coming for dinner. Baked Alaska is a desert that is a cake topped with ice cream, covered in meringue and then baked in the oven to brown the meringue. Apparently the cook needs to slide this work of art into the oven, allow the browning to take place, and then quickly remove the delicacy and eat promptly. Unbeknownst to them, the oven in their cute little home was not level and as the ice cream warmed, melted and began dripping into the bottom of the oven, billows of smoke came pouring out of the oven and Mom quickly stepped back, and directed Dad to “help!” Another time in their early married life, when Dad was out of town Mom decided to try her hand at homemade bread. Apparently the result was so dismal she decided to bury the remains in the back yard and never mention the attempt. The following weekend Dad was putting up a new clothesline in the backyard and dug up the bread!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Mom learned to love cooking and was willing to share her talents at all times. Each of us remembers volunteering mom to make cookies for every event that came along. I’m sure that she has baked hundreds of thousands of cookies in her lifetime.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">When Logan and Grant were busy pre-school boys the loved to pretend they were Joe Mannix and Speed Racer. The had many adventures in the backyard, and rarely wanted to stop playing. So, mom opened a lunchtime restaurant in her kitchen just for them. It was called, Shirley’s Eats, and she made menus for the boys to order from. They called them “memmuse” and they could order peanut butter sandwiches or bologna sandwiches, almost any flavor of soup made by Campbell’s, water, milk, and sometimes even Kool-aid. I know there were often cookies too. She took this time to teach the boys manners. How to wait for food, how to visit, how to be polite to those providing service, and she listened. Many, many days I would come home from school to stories of the boy’s lunchtime escapades. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">In addition to volunteering mom to bake thousands of cookies, we volunteered her for many other things as well. When I was in the seventh grade my English teacher began a class project to create a joke book – a collection of humorous stories and jokes collected by our class, compiled, and made into books; one for each member of the class, and others to sell. I volunteered Mom to type the book, and what was meant to be a 25-page booklet enlarged to a 150-page book. She never complained, but typed away, and was so proud to tell people about the book that I wrote with my class.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Mom was always well dressed and always a lady. When she went Visiting Teaching, visiting other ladies from church with another lady as a companion, she always dressed her best wearing a dress, hosiery, heels and a matching handbag. On one such occasion when both she and her companion were expecting babies they needed to take my dad’s “new to him” truck. It was kind of old and a bit dilapidated, but it would get them to their appointments. En route, the bumper fell off. Imagine these well dressed women wiring the bumper back on. Someone called Dad and he came to save the day, but he still smiles as he remembers Mom fixing the bumper.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">There is an old Judy Garland song that begins with the line, ”I’m always chasing rainbows…” Well, our Mom was a rainbow chaser. She LOVED rainbows and always stopped to enjoy them. When each of us were three years old and asked to give our first talk at church she had us paint a picture of a rainbow. And the talk she taught us began, “I love to look at rainbows. They remind me of the story of Noah’s Ark.” Her emphasis was always on the promise at the end of the story, that the earth would never again be destroyed by floods. Every time she would show us a rainbow she’d ask if we remembered the promise. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">She also told us about the leprechauns that left pots of gold at the end of rainbows and she was willing to help us look for the end of the rainbow to find those elusive pots of gold. Logan remembers a time in his childhood when there was a huge rainbow. He was sure that meant the pot of gold at the end was huge too. Mom drove him in the car toward the rainbow’s end for many, many miles… Logan chose where they would go to get there giving directions until he, not she, was ready to quit looking. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Being the mom of four boys brought a few challenges. Whenever we entered any store she would say, “This is a hands in pockets store.” And their hands would go right into their pockets, not to come out until they were out of the store. – We laughed and laughed as each of them confessed that they were married for several years before they realized that they didn’t have to put their hands in their pockets as they entered stores. (I will tell you that I have been shopping with each of them in the recent past and it is a habit! They cross a store threshold, and their hands automatically go into their pockets!)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Mom had a dear friend who was an avid reader of romance novels. When I was a young mother she once commented to me that she wondered what the draw of romance novels was. I asked, “Well mom, have you ever READ a Harlequin Romance?” She said no, and we decided we’d read one together. We were planning a trip to visit my grandmother and some of mom’s siblings so I was assigned to go to a thrift store and acquire the vintage book for our road trip. I recall paying a dime for the novel!! What a fine time we had. Have any of you ever read an old romance novel aloud? We even stopped to buy a highlighter and a flashlight so we could highlight the “good” parts and see to continue reading when it got dark. – Our favorite line from the book: “He moistened his lips with a dry tongue.” We laughed till our sides ached!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Mom was a woman of great faith and few words, but the words she chose always carried great meaning. Mom and Dad together wrote a life’s philosophy statement that they believed and strove to live by. It is:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Through our united spirits and accountability we bring forth empowerment, joy and harmony and create a world of peace, serenity, unconditional love, and acceptance where spirits take flight.”<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">We have received many letters, notes, calls and visits and appreciate each. The most often mentioned things about Mom are her ability to love unconditionally. She always had a gentle hug and loving words for others.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">The night mom slipped peacefully toward eternity, Dad challenged each of us to find things to do that would make our mother proud of us. We all recall that throughout our lives as we left the house for any purpose mom’s parting words were always, “Be nice.” We ask you to join us in honoring and remembering our Mom, Shirley Ann Reynolds Gardner by choosing to embrace her admonition and always choose to </span></div>
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<br />whitesilkpursehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06702181197302373996noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8228455981670453063.post-89198296959112110392015-07-19T19:48:00.000-06:002015-07-19T19:48:00.874-06:00My Family!!Hello! I am not a faithful blogger, but I love to read other's blogs. :)<br />
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My little update is this wonderful picture of my WHOLE family. Near Mother's Day the kids asked what I'd like and I requested a family photo. I also requested that I NOT be "in charge." I wanted to be in the photos, but I didn't want to make arrangements or choose a color scheme or make any arrangements. -- Anna took charge and I love the result!!<br />
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Smack dab in the middle are Chris and Dana White. The proud parents and grandparents of this wonderful group of loved ones.</div>
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In the back left, Devin Reeder, holding Mitzi (1), beside Anna (White) Reeder with Cora (4) in front of Daddy Devin.</div>
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Beside Anna in the back row is Emily (White) Wood beside Erick Wood. Emily's children are Grace (7) - (beside Chris) - with Henry (4) standing by Grace, Silas (2) in Papa Chris' lap, and Alden in Mimi Dana's lap.</div>
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Next in the back row is Monica (Earl) White beside Jared White who is holding Lizzie (2). Beside Mimi Dana are Michael (8) and Daniel (5).<br />
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On the far right in the back row are Brandy (DeBruin) White and Clark.<br />
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Everyone is busy, happy, and well. It pleases me to have all my children fairly nearby and know that we can get together often.<br />
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<a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/232/7A42BA23153473CD5F6A3E65BA8A8339.png" style="background: transparent; border: 0 !important;" /></a>whitesilkpursehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06702181197302373996noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8228455981670453063.post-4781316806145232482013-11-09T21:15:00.000-07:002013-11-11T08:17:07.703-07:00Pressing ForwardEmily's little family is in pretty good shape for the shape they're in! They continue to miss Chase terribly, but they are finding a new normal for their lives. Em is busy, busy, busy as you can imagine.<br />
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They were gifted a family photo shoot and Em is grateful for the lovely photos. (Thank you Shandalyn Call.)<br />
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We remain grateful they live only a few blocks from us and that we see them daily.<br />
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Grace started Kindergarten this fall and is doing well. She is learning to write and spell and we find notes everywhere! She LOVES to decorate cookies. (She attends the same school where I work. :)<br />
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Henry began a special needs pre-school at Utah State University this month. His mom was nervous about his first day, but he marched right in! He recently began using an iPad with a special app (<i>Speak for Yourself</i>) that assists with communication. (His was born with Pierre Robin Sequence and cannot speak. He is loving his new-found help!)<br />
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Baby Silas was safely born in August. I was invited to the birth and shed tears of gratitude for a brave daughter who, with tears of joy, embraced her new baby boy welcoming him with the words, "I'm so glad you are finally here!" over and over again. -- He is a happy, HEALTHY baby with a calm soul.<br />
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I continue to be amazed at Em's determination to keep things "normal." She takes her children on outings, plays at the park, helps her newly expecting sister, completes her visiting teaching, takes treats to those in need, and generally focuses on things of worth. I know that some days are better than others for her, but with her faith, the prayers of many, and helping hands from many friends, neighbors and her extended family Em is keeping it all together.<br />
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I continue to be grateful for her siblings, her wonderful sister and brothers, and their families who are always on call. There are some things you just can't say aloud in public, and sometimes not at all, but her siblings are "at the ready" and have been blessed with intuition to KNOW.<br />
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And here is a more realistic peek at her life:<br />
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Many continued act of service have blessed her family as time has marched on:<br />
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<li>Babysitting... Finding time to attend the temple, go to the store without 3 helpers, and just spend a few minutes breathing are important to any mom. A cute young woman in our ward has arranged to tend for Em on Thursday evenings for about 3 hours. What a blessing!</li>
<li>Household help. Two delightful women pop in once a week for an hour or two. Emily doesn't know how she'd keep everything done without their help.</li>
<li>Notes and visits of encouragement.</li>
<li>Some of the younger girls in our ward have volunteered to come play with the children now and then ... Mommy's Helpers. It's amazing what can be accomplished when the children are occupied with "friends."</li>
<li>And sometimes, little gifts of money, gift cards, etc. And, always it seems, just when it's needed the most.</li>
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One of my summer goals was accomplished by my son. I was tired of these old UGLY, and boring file cabinets in my classroom.<br />
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I'd seen a cute photo on Pinterest and wanted the CUTE ones shown there. My son has an auto-body shop owner-friend and they agreed to give these drawers a makeover. I'm pretty pleased with the outcome.<br />
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They are still old filing cabinets with some quirks (like the top drawer that won't shut quite all the way and the drawer with the dent) but they are so much more pleasant to look at! I'm pleased.<br />
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The Little Rabbit Who Wanted Red Wings and Pete the Cat live on top of the cabinets along with our little school mascot, the Lincoln Leopard.<br />
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I like the spot of sunshine they seem to be. AND whenever I need a pick-me-up I read the labels above the drawers.<br />
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whitesilkpursehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06702181197302373996noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8228455981670453063.post-48665404501994866072013-09-13T11:43:00.001-06:002013-09-13T11:43:14.498-06:00A new baby love....I am behind on blogging, and my reasons are good. A new baby and a new school year. <br />
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Emily had her new baby in August, and he is a doll. His name is Silas Clark. She most often calls him Si. He is a content little fellow much loved by his Mama and big sister and big brother, not to mention grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins. His daddy is missed by all and we are sorry he is missing the joy of life here on earth. --<br />
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Silas and Clark are both family names. Great, great, great grandpa names. Clark, however, is his uncle too. A mighty proud uncle.<br />
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We are all quite delighted with this new little addition to our family.<br />
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Our Emily is doing well. She keeps her chin up and takes very good care of her sweet little family. We are glad she is nearby and that we enjoy daily interactions with them. Family photos are on the agenda in the near future. I look forward to sharing the whole clan.<br />
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I found a spiffy little dresser via our local online classifieds. It was sturdy, and just the right size to make a nice video storage/TV stand for my daughter. -- It was brown and a little dated, but we liked the details and saw potential. She wanted it black. -- That being said I was just a little too eager to start the project and forgot to take a really good "before" photo. Here are the drawers and the body of the dresser while still brown.<br />
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As you can see, I raised the dresser up on #10 cans to make it a little easer to prime. I read up on painting (several articles all via Pinterest) and chose Zinser primer. This little beauty took two coats with a brush.<br />
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These look a little blotchy since I took the photo after coat one and after a little sanding pre coat two.<br />
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Everything I read said that it would not look beautiful at this point and I was glad I'd read up on the situation or I'd have been sure I was doing this all wrong. :)<br />
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I took all the handles/hardware off the drawers before I began. All the pieces (and the dresser) got a bath in TSP water. If you don't know about TSP it is a cleaning product made to cut dirt and grease. My son has a good friend who restores vintage cars for a living and he directed me to this product. (Use it with care... It is tri-sodium-phosophate, the additive they have taken OUT of dishwasher soap.) I use the powdered kind that can be mixed with water. It's easy to store and I can dilute it or make it stronger as the situation warrants.<br />
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I washed the dresser prior to priming and soaked the handles and knobs for 10 minutes or so and then gave them a once over with a rag, a good rinse, and let them air dry before I changed them from that vintage-y gold to satin nickel. Also, the backplates that were original were ugly, Ugly, UGLY for our new look so my husband quickly removed them with a pair of needle-nose pliers.<br />
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This is one of the ugly little backplates. I suppose it would be just right for some projects, but not this one.<br />
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This is the box I prepared with screws to hold up the hardware to be painted.<br />
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I was feeling pretty clever to figure out how to arrange the screws to hold the hardware just right to spray paint it. I chose Satin Nickel by Rustoleum and it worked like a charm! (But you'll have to see it on the dresser. -- Another photo missed.)<br />
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Now for a little side note. Since I teach school I have myself convinced I need a little gift each summer. Something fun because I work so hard all year long.... This summer it was a nifty little paint sprayer. If you look carefully you can see the box in the background of the photo above. It's a Graco TrueCoat.<br />
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It was fun to use, easy to set up and clean up, and it took a LOT of paint. Altogether I used 2 quarts to paint the dresser. One of the selling features is the ability of this sprayer to use regular latex paint straight from the can, and then the easy soap and water clean up. It proved to be true. :)<br />
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Now, since it was my first time using such a device I'm pretty sure that the amount of paint required will diminish as I improve. Also, the whole back of the dresser was painted first as "practice." I thought it would only take one quart and used one we had on-hand. Sadly, it had no tag with the color recipe, so when I needed another quart, I had to guess what color was close.<br />
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Now, I know about color matching, but I was at the store <i><u>without</u></i> the swatch I'd painted to match. I knew it was black, but I had no idea that there were SO MANY colors of black to choose from! -- I finally just chose one and hoped for the best. Even though the color was not quite the same as the first it worked out well.<br />
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Here it is in progress, and then with the drawers carefully set in. A storm came up and we had to move it quickly before it was completely dry. <br />
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This little cutie is already looking more like the desire of my daughter's heart. Interestingly, it took a few days for it to dry all the way. It just felt kind of "tacky." After it dried, I used very fine steel wool and gave it a good rub down. My daughter wasn't after a high shine, and although the paint we used was a semi-gloss the sheen is minimal. One more little sponge bath with a damp rag, the handles and knobs in place, and she's almost ready to move to her new home.<br />
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I think she's looking pretty good, even in the garage!<br />
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And here she is all tucked in at her new home. My clever husband took the front off the center drawer and added tip out hardware that allows the front of the drawer to lay open flat. The X-Box is hidden till needed this way. The top drawers house remotes and the like, while the 4 bottom drawers hold DVDs. Each drawer holds about 60, so there's plenty of storage.<br />
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So far, project #1 is done. It was quick and easy and I LOVE it! It's a magnetic pin dish. I found a wonderful Royal Albert shell-shaped dish at a yard sale for 75 cents, used glue dots to secure some super-strong magnets to the bottom and then put in my pins! Shopping took longer than completing the project which was done in less than 5 min! {Now the truth is that I tried superglue to adhere the magnets first and it was a flop. The DOTS worked like a charm.}<br />
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I had the glue dots on hand and bought the strong magnets at the grocery store.<br />
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One of the next plans involves my school classroom filing cabinets. They are ancient of days and pretty ratty looking. Here, take a look.<br />
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Imagine them yellow. I saw this on pinterest....<br />
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In the two and a half weeks since my son-in-law, Chase, passed away suddenly and unexpectedly we have learned a lot and been blessed and touched by the very, very kind actions of family, friends, and strangers. My sweet daughter Emily and her children have been the recipients of many tender actions, words of love, prayers, kind thoughts, and financial contributions.<br />
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I am choosing to record many of the kindnesses shown so I will remember and have a working list of ideas when sadness invades the lives of others. I hope my need for this list is limited, but I also hope that it may be of benefit to others who wonder what to do when a loved one steps into the next phase of life.<br />
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<li>Many people simply said, "I just don't know what to say..." but they came anyway. They held our hands, offered hugs and loved us in our grief. This helps more than you'll ever know.</li>
<li>Orange Juice - A dear woman brought two gallons of orange juice, and then a couple of days later, another gallon. It was the only thing Emily ate or drank for 3 days. It kept everyone hydrated when nothing else sounded good.</li>
<li>6 boxes of Kleenex with lotion. We cried lots.</li>
<li>The snack box. Emily's sister created a box of granola bars, fruit snacks, candy items, protein bars, etc. It was wonderful for kids and grown ups alike.</li>
<li>Meals - Amazing foodstuffs appeared. Soups, bread, desserts, sandwich supplies, casseroles, a full out thanksgiving feast, granola (it was a godsend the day of the funeral), and a breakfast casserole for the day after the funeral.</li>
<li>Visits. Just people stopping by to offer condolences.</li>
<li>Gifts for the children whose daddy was gone. Books, bracelets, toys, crayons, clothing.</li>
<li>Fruit. Baskets, bowls and trays. Every bite eaten up!</li>
<li>Money tucked into cards. Some signed and some not, but all with gentle notes of love.</li>
<li>Letters. Letters to various family members who have suffered the loss of husband, father, son, brother, son-in-law, brother-in-law and friend.</li>
<li>Help. Babysitting, house cleaning, and car cleaning inside and out.</li>
<li>Dishwashing. I'm not sure how all the dishes were washed or by whom, but they were cleaned by helping hands.</li>
<li>A party for the children on the evening of the viewing. Our son's in-laws planned a wonderful party and invited all the cousins (all of my grandchildren) to the event. It was so good for them to have fun and for the parents not to worry about them.</li>
<li>WATER: An ice chest full of bottled water was provided at the viewing and then at home for the next few days. It was a huge blessing for all the family {both sides} at the viewing and then again at home.</li>
<li>Alterations. A sewing wizard/friend made sure that all the viewing and funeral clothing was in tip-top shape for the whole family.</li>
<li>Floral gifts.</li>
<li>Homemade fudge.</li>
<li>Phone calls from near and far. We have heard from dear friends from each phase of our lives and the love and support warms our hearts and alleviates our sadness.</li>
<li>Music. Someone dear came and played the piano. I watched Emily's healing begin.</li>
<li>Donations to the memorial fund to help care for the children, and the child yet to be.</li>
<li>Attendance at the viewing and the funeral.</li>
<li>Ongoing offers to help, and follow up calls to make arrangements to do so. Never again will I say, "Let me know if you need help." Not because I don't mean it, but because those in grief don't know what they need. The concrete offers have been such blessings. {"I want to come over once a week and help with housekeeping. I want to come at the same day and time each week. Would Thursday work for you?" "I am free on Saturday evening from 5 -11 and I'd love to watch your kids."}</li>
<li>A friend attended the viewing and was "on call" for anything that was needed. She ran errands and was the "go to" girl of the evening. I'm not sure what we'd have done without her that day or the day of the funeral. She was discreet, but our family all knew she was there if we needed anything.</li>
<li>The evening of the viewing friends came to the house and said, "Can we take anything up to the church for you?" When we arrived at the church the items had not only arrived safely, but had already been set up in a display. I was SO thankful!</li>
<li>A nursery was provided on the day of the funeral so young children could be occupied while the parents attended the service.</li>
<li>A text to ask Emily what her favorite beverage was, and then it showed up for her, along with lip gloss and extra water. Just in case...</li>
<li>A utility bill paid on Em's behalf. (For a whole year!)</li>
<li>Folding Laundry. It seems some of the most basic household chores seem insurmountable for the first week or two. This was a blessing.</li>
<li>Dry cleaning drop off/ pick up.</li>
<li>Ongoing help, messages of love, expressions of concern, and check up phone calls. </li>
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I know this list will continue to grow. In the midst of great sorrow we feel extremely blessed by the goodness and love that has been shown to our family. God bless us, everyone.</div>
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PS... If you are wondering how Em and the kids are, here is an update: <a href="http://thewhitesilkpurse.blogspot.com/2013/11/an-update-on-ems-famiy.html">Em's Family</a><br />
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My oldest daughter, Emily, has endured a week that no young wife ever wants to consider. The loss of her husband, Chase on March 10, followed by all the necessities that follow a death. </div>
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His funeral was yesterday, March 16. She was brave, brave, brave. -- The words of the funeral were a blur for Emily, so I told my her that I'd write the words she'd most like to remember.<br />
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Chase was a fine man who adored his family. He fell in love with Grace, his step-daughter, first and then, in very short order, her mother. Chase adored them both and went to great lengths to DO things to make them happy. He often sent flowers, brought home candies and small treats, took them on walks, and designed family play dates. He once told me that he couldn't bear the thought of ever losing Grace --- or Emily. :)<br />
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Chase and Emily loved road trips. They enjoyed National Parks week and traveled throughout Utah. Just two weeks ago their family enjoyed a trip to California and spent time at the beach, Sea World, Disneyland and Universal Studio.<br />
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They spent many weekends at Bear Lake with Chase's family enjoying boating, fishing and hanging out with family at the lake. -- Summers were full of backyard picnics, cousins, and making fresh pasta. Winters were filled with snowball fights, snow play, and hot chocolate parties with passionate kisses. <br />
(If you've never had "Passionate Kisses," here's the recipe: Drink hot chocolate through a Thin Mint (or Grasshopper) cookie. Take a tiny bite out of each side of the cookie and use it like a straw. The inside with melt from the hot chocolate, but it's your job to slurp up the cookie just before it melts. If you don't, it will be a melty pile of yumminess in the bottom of your cup.)<br />
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Chase loved to cook with Emily and they loved hosting guests for dinner. They were delighted to have company and often did. They loved movies, concerts, and window shopping together.<br />
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Henry was born with some challenges and teaching Henry to walk and sign (talk) has been Chase's delight. He was Henry's greatest cheer-leader, as a good dad ought to be. It was delightful to watch the father/son bond grow.<br />
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Their children were the light of their lives and they eagerly looked forward to the birth of their new child in July. They were busy trying out names and discussing just who their new little one would be.<br />
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Chase often came home for lunch just to kiss Em and see the kids before nap time. He was always helpful at home with household chores, and especially so when Emily was expecting a baby. He always washed the floors, cleaned the bathrooms and took out the trash. He was also a diaper-changer extraordinaire who never complained about diaper duty, and even volunteered for it.<br />
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When it came to discipline of the children he was kind and attentive. He believed in talking gently and calmly and listening.<br />
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Last year Chase decided to learn to knit and loved the new hobby. He and Emily spent many evenings watching movies while he knit and Em crocheted. The long waits at Primary Children's during Henry's surgeries were spent knitting.<br />
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Chase was a delightful son-in-law. He often dropped in to talk and frequently told me I was his "favorite mother-in-law," assuring me that even if he had more than one, I would still be the favorite.<br />
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Chase adopted Emily's love of musical theater and had decided to learn to sing and dance so he could audition for a local theater production. He had great plans to become an actor.<br />
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Emily is lost without the love and companionship of her best friend. The children miss their dad and don't understand their new life without him.<br />
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He is loved and missed.<br />
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Chase Roger Nielsen, born November 28, 1983 in Ogden, UT
passed away unexpectedly Sunday evening March 10, 2013 leaving his
sweetheart-wife, Emily and step-daughter, Grace, son Henry, and a new baby
anticipated in July. They were a happy family residing in Hyrum, UT. Chase was
29.</div>
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Chase was a brilliant man who loved to learn and excelled in
many different fields. He graduated from Roy High School class of 2002. He also
received his Associates degree from Weber State in 2002. Chase was accepted in to the Nuclear
program when he joined the Navy, and after his military service he continued
his education at the University of Utah and later at Utah State University. </div>
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Chase worked for Great Western Park and Playground and loved
his job and his work family. He was able to tell every one that he was a project
manager, but lovingly told friends he was a “parkitect.” Designing playground
space brought him great satisfaction.</div>
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Chase enjoyed spending time with his family at Bear Lake. He enjoyed fishing, boating,
knee-boarding and wakeboarding. He
loved spending time with his family playing video games with his brothers and
children, watching movies, taking the kids to the park, and making fresh pasta
in the summertime.</div>
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Chase is survived by his wife, Emily Ann (White) Nielsen,
his step-daughter Grace, his son Henry, and a new baby who will be born in
July. Also, his parents, father, Roger Nielsen (Shelly), mother, Nancy Gale
Knaus, brothers, Eric Nielsen, Cory Nielsen, step-sister, Jessica Trythall
(Kenny), step-brother, Tyson Spencer (Ryan), and many nieces, nephews, aunts,
uncles and cousins. Chase will
also be missed by his in-laws, Chris and Dana White and Emily’s extended
family.</div>
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The “Chase Nielsen Memorial Fund” has been established to assist
his family at this time of loss and sorrow. Contributions can be made in person or by phone at any
America First Credit Union Branch.</div>
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Services for Chase Nielsen include a viewing at the Hyrum
North Stake Center, 245 Apple Drive, Hyrum UT from 6-8 pm on Friday, March 15,
and again on Saturday morning from 10 – 11 am. Funeral Services will be held in
the same location Saturday, March 16 at 11 am. Interment will follow at the Roy City Cemetery.</div>
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Many thanks are extended to Great Western Park and
Playground, the Hyrum EMT team, the Cache County Sheriff’s Department, and the
ER at Logan Regional Hospital.</div>
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We will miss Chase so very, very much. His laughter, his love for his children, his adoration for his sweet wife, his devotion to learning and constant desire to make a better life for his family.<br />
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We love you Chase.</div>
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I bought an amazing set of pencil sharpeners for my school classroom. They were recommended by a colleague and I am super appreciative. I've never had such well sharpened pencils before, and my first graders can sharpen all by themselves without turning their pencils into nubs. This sharpener stops when the pencil is sharp!!<br />
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These are available at <b id="internal-source-marker_0.9582253193948418"><span style="color: #1155cc; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><a href="http://www.classroomfriendlysupplies.com/">www.classroomfriendlysupplies.com</a>. The reasonable price of $54 for THREE sharpeners make these quite affordable. They are available individually for $25 each, but why when you could have 3 for $54? This INCLUDES shipping!</span></b><br />
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</span></b> These come in colors to suit your needs (red, green, black or blue) and quickly attach to a desktop or bookcase with a clamp that is included. I have found that even when clamped down the sharpener needs a hand resting on top to keep it stationary, but it seems a natural part of the process. You will find videos at the website with great directions for sharpening. You will be truly amazed at the points on your pencils.<br />
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What color do you want? Just enter for a chance to WIN your very own sharpener! I promise you'll be so delighted you'll want to give these as gifts to everyone you know who uses a pencil.<br />
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Here we go with the giveaway, good luck! (Winner must have a US mailing address.)<br />
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I spent the summer working on this nifty new blog design with the EXPERT help of Lindsay at <a href="http://www.happypotamusdesigns.com/">Happy Potamus Designs</a>. What a dream experience. She could read my mind! I filled out her questionnaire, sent virtual color swatches, told her I was an old woman at heart {you know, I love doilies and fringe!), and POOF I had a blog design I loved. -- She may not quite agree with the POOF part since she had to be the mind reader, but honestly, she made it a fun party and was patient and kind through the process.<br />
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Somehow, during this process I have amassed more than 100 followers! I am planning a couple of prize giveaways and sharing of some nifty products. Please have patience as I learn to be a real blogger.<br />
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For now, please check out my blog. I'm especially happy with the <a href="http://whitesilkpurserecipes.blogspot.com/p/recipes.html">Recipes</a> link. I've just begun creating the "book" but I will continue to add recipes that our family loves. If I post it I promise its a keeper at our house.<br />
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Check out the other links in the header bar too. I hope you enjoy your visit at my little place in cyberspace and I DO plan to blog more often. "See" you soon!<br />
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At that time I was really wanting to learn to fold WORDS into the pages of books... And now, I have!! I think this is really my niche. I love looking for just the right books and choosing just the right word(s).<br />
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As with all my creative endeavors, I rarely keep any for myself. Each time I've folded a book for my house it has left with a visitor or been purchased through my etsy shop. I think I'll fold one to keep soon!<br />
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Here are <strike>a few</strike> MANY of my favorites:<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">A Love Story {just right for any day or anytime}</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Akiva {special order, name}</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Believe {this was for Christmas, the cover was pinecones and hollyberries}</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">{star} Cal {star}</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">for a brand new baby</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Clark</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Although this is my son's name, this was a special order last name</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Elli</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">special order - check out the cute endpages peeking out</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This is just a pillar fold, but I LOVE the endpages, they are flocked.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">HAYES</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This one is the very first word book I folded.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Heart</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">a book of few pages with a heart.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">J {heart} K</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">from a thoughtful husband for a loving wife</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Nielsen</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">last name</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">READ</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">another vintage find -- cool cover</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Robinson</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This was a poetry book. I love how the page frames add to the overall look.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The Coles</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This photo is blurry, but I liked this idea. It was a wedding order.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Wicked</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">(a Halloween request)</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Hmmm. If you've looked at all of them you are a trouper! If you'd like to order, my Etsy shop address is: <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/whitesilkpurse">www.etsy.com/shop/whitesilkpurse</a></div><br />
Everyone ought to have a creative outlet... What's yours??<br />
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My thoughts immediately turned to the hard-working mama in "The Five Little Peppers." It certainly isn't because I feel I am like her, but I've yet to snip a thread in my lifetime when I don't think of her carefully taking the thread out of clothing she was mending or repairing and laboriously winding it up to use again since she was too poor to purchase more thread. I tried it once. I don't have the patience! I am grateful each time I snip a thread and toss it away that I can afford sufficient thread for my way of life. She is certainly the fictional character I think of most often.<br />
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However...<br />
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I love to rock babies. Many of my fondest memories are of time spent rocking my own babies and now my grandbabies. {I think that makes me a ROCKSTAR.} The mommy in "I'll Love You Forever," by Robert Munsch rocks her baby to sleep saying,<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">"I'll love you forever</span><br />
<div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I'll like you for always</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">As long as I'm living</span></div><div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">My baby you'll be."</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">As my children have grown and begun families of their own these little words become more and more true. Maybe as we get old{er} we begin to reflect more on the truly important things of life. To me, some of the most important hours are those we spend holding tight to those we love dearly. -- So, I've decided the fictional character with whom I identify has her claim to fame in a simple children's story.</div><br />
I hope YOU ROCK too!<br />
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So, here it is:<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Hint of Jalapeño Cranberry Sauce</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">1 1/2 cups of water</div><div style="text-align: center;">2, 12oz bags of cranberries, rinsed</div><div style="text-align: center;">2 scant cups of sugar</div><div style="text-align: center;">10 large jalapeños, seeded and finely diced (about 2 cups)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Put all of the above into a heavy bottomed pot and bring to a boil. Reduce to simmer for 15 minutes. Cranberries will burst and mixture will thicken.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ladle into sterilized half pint jars. Wipe rims clean. Use sterilized lids and rings to seal. Process in water bath for 10 minutes. Makes about 6 half pints.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">**If you are planning to eat it up within 2 weeks there is no need to process, just refrigerate. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">This is nice as a side sauce, great over cream cheese with crackers or veggies, and wonderful as a sandwich spread on turkey or ham sandwiches!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Happy Holidays my friend. Enjoy the season!</div><br />
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Thanksgiving is my very favorite holiday of the year... It's about family, friends, gratitude and food. My family members all love to cook. All four of my children are chefs in their own right. Each of them have a forte in the kitchen. Jared is a master of the Main Dish and Korean Cooking. Emily is the Queen of Soup and Cake. Anna {our Pampered Chef Consultant} makes wonderful salads and CUTE food -- her dishes are always as fun to see as they are to eat. And Clark is the Pasta King and makes a mean pan of cornbread. My husband, too, loves to cook and is the best sous chef anyone could ask for. He is also and expert kitchen cleaner!<br />
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Last year we had a dessert that beat all others we've ever eaten hands down! We all like bread pudding and have tried many recipes, but this one is truly the BEST:<br />
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With many thanks to Melanie at Sugardoodle (http://www.sugardoodle.net/melsrecipes/archives/313) here it is:<br />
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4 egg yolks plus 3 whole eggs<br />
2 1/2 cups heavy cream<br />
1/2 cup milk<br />
2 cups big white chocolate chunks (or chips)<br />
1 cup good quality dried cherries or craisins or fresh raspberries work great too<br />
1 Tbsp. vanilla<br />
1 1/2 cup sugar<br />
1/2 tsp salt<br />
Butter or PAM to coat baking dish<br />
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Happy Fall!<br />
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Last year I enjoyed the posts a great deal and found many wonderful ideas to use with my own family. Many of those involved had young families. I have an older family. My children are grown and have homes and families of their own. I thought how nice it would be to have "older" moms posting as well.<br />
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Things change as children grow up and leave home, but the need for connections grows exponentially as those grown children begin families of their own and navigate the new-to-them world of marriage and parenthood, while the new grandparents navigate the world of parenting adult children and learn the joys of loving <i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">grand</span></i>children, and learn to be an independent couple. <br />
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The question posed for this initial blog post is, "What does your family like to do in the fall?" -- Our family hits the back-to-school season with a plethora of birthdays. We have 7 birthdays to celebrate in a six-week (give or take a couple of days) period of time. Also, I, the mom/grandma, teach school which also creates chaos of its own! -- We began a new tradition this year of attending a play (musical) followed by an out-to-dine meal together. Everyone over 3 was invited and the babies had wonderful visits with dear friends. -- For our family, who most generally parties at home, this was a unique experience filled with delight as we watched the little ones enjoy a theatrical performance. We enjoyed our meal filled with laughter and conversation and look forward to a similar celebration again next year.<br />
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That was the NEW tradition, our OLD tradition has nothing to do with birthdays, but is nevertheless fun. We roast chilis!! We all love roasted Anaheim peppers. If you've never had them you are really missing out! -- This year we purchased a roaster and cut our roasting time by 80% or more, leaving us more time to visit and eat peppers. (If you don't know what a roaster looks like, check it out! http://arizonachileroasters.com/HomeRoast.html) -- Chilis are usually ready about the same time as corn, so a roasting party is our fall tradition.<br />
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I look forward to this celebration and hope the perspective of the mother of adults contributes to the whole.<br />
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When I saw this idea it was done with paint. However, this is super easy if you have a vinyl cutting machine (or a friend with one ;). -- I have a new granddaughter who needed her own personalized soap and lotion.... What do you think?<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The spray is Pure Citrus Orange Room Spray available at Amazon.com and Home Depot. (This magical spray takes sticky off of <u><i>anything</i></u>. It also removes indelible ink and crayon off any hard surface. Remember, I teach first grade and I<i><u> KNOW</u></i>. It smells nice too!)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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We were making Mother's Day cards. There was a "form" for the children to fill out and one of the items said, "My mother is ____ years old." The answers are always kind of funny, but one little boy was completely puzzled.<br />
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He said, "I really don't know how old she is."<br />
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I said, "Well, how old are YOU?"<br />
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He: Six.<br />
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Me: Well she must be older than six then.<br />
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He: My brother is 17.<br />
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Me: She's probably older that 17 then too.<br />
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He: I really don't know.<br />
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He: I just know she's really close to OLD!<br />
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Our youngest son, Clark, married the love of his life, Brandy on September 24. Early in the morning on September 23, after having worked all night, he had something a little more dire than a fender bender on his way home. He met up close and personal with a phone pole and totaled the car.<br />
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As you can see, he made it to the wedding in one piece. Thank heaven!<br />
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By the wedding day we knew that both of our daughters were expecting babies. Our oldest daughter had been quite ill, but was feeling better by the end of September (baby due in late January). Our youngest daughter was so "under the weather" with her pregnancy that she was on bed-rest and twice daily IV's via home health care just to keep her partially hydrated (baby due in mid-May).<br />
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October and November were fairly disaster free months with the normal ups and downs of family life. (Shoulder Surgery for son-in-law, anticipated tonsillectomy for the new bride.)<br />
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December 12 rolled around and life was kicked up a notch.<br />
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My husband, Chris and I attended a church Christmas "Choirside." This is a tradition in our area and all the wards in our stake (congregations from a specific area) perform two musical numbers. There are short stories told between the songs that tie the event together and its quite lovely. I sing a little so I enjoy participating and Chris is a great audience member. We arrived home around 9pm and I jumped into my jammies for the evening. Chris answered email and then headed off to jump into his jammies. At the top of our stairs that go to the basement we keep a gate to keep the grand-babies from taking a dive and to keep our little Lucy dog from choosing to "go" in the basement rather that letting us know to take her out. For some reason Chris decided to step over the gate rather than open it, and he caught his heel and took a dive all the way to the bottom of the stairs. Luckily he was screaming so I knew he was alive, but I also knew he was hurt. It was immediately evident that he had a badly broken left wrist. I'm certain that he should NOT have been moved, but he was insistent that he wanted to get up "NOW" and go to the hospital. I asked all the correct questions and helped him up the stairs. I got him seated in the living room and told him I'd jump into clothes and be right with him. I'm sure I dressed in less that one minute flat.<br />
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While helping him out to the car we realized that his suspenders (he always wears them on Sunday, I think he has 20 pairs!) had broken and his pants were falling down. It was the least of our worries, but it was kind of funny to try to help him along and hold up his pants at the same time. -- In the midst of this I also called Devin (our son-in-law) to meet us at the hospital to give Chris a blessing. Poor Chris was really in great pain. SO, Devin and Anna, and Clark and Brandy (who all live together since Clark and Brandy are building a house) headed out to meet us at the hospital. Being the good children that they are they also alerted the families of Jared and Emily to the fact that Dad had a broken wrist and was being rushed to the hospital by Mom.<br />
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We live about 10 miles from the hospital in a rural area. It was a snowy cold evening. About 1.5 miles from home we hit a deer. It was a BIG deer with a rack of antlers. This is what my car looked like when I took a picture the next day.<br />
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</div><div>In hindsight, there is no way the car should have been able to get us there, but it did. An officer met us a little later at the hospital to take the accident report. He arranged for a tow truck since all the fluids from the car were on the ground! Miracles never cease!!<br />
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<div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Well, the team at Logan Regional Medical Center put Chris back together to the best of their ability. The wrist was set, splinted and the patient was sent home with a supply of pain medication and directions for returning in a few day for casting. It was determined that surgery wasn't an immediate need and that time would heal the wrist. ( Now for a little more of the "It could have been worse..." It was the left wrist, lucky since he's right handed. The car lasted to get us to the hospital. AND he didn't break his neck when he fell down the stairs! We were both alive after the fall and the crash.)</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Within a short time of arriving at the hospital ALL of our children were there, even Jared from Pocatello. He had decided to come down when first called. (What a fine wife he had to let him jump and run when he feels he needs to!) What a blessing to have them nearby and willing and able to come to our rescue! The boys gave Chris a blessing and the girls showered him with love and were a great support system for me. Our daughter Emily had worked in the Emergency area so she took our insurance cards and had all the paperwork done before we could blink. -- Jared also decided to spend the night and leave early the next morning so he could be sure that Dad was good through the night. He drove us home when Chris was released. (Remember that our car was towed away!) All of the kids responded above and beyond the call of duty.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br />
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We later found out why this bruised so badly, but I'll tell you when that part of the story comes.<br />
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Life, again, went on. Chris in his cast and quite miserable, but all in all OK.<br />
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Then January 4 arrived. We had promised to help a dear friend with her wedding on January 8. Her reception was taking place in Provo, UT, about a 3 hour trip. We were running last minute errands for wedding supplies when we were rear ended! Now, my car was still in the shop recovering from the deer incident, so we were in a rental car. The poor woman who hit us slid on ice. All the traffic had stopped for an emergency vehicle, and she slid. The damage to our rental car was primarily on the bumper, but both Chris and I suffered a little whiplash. -- We were feeling, again, blessed that it wasn't much worse. I was beginning to think our new insurance company might ask us to take our business elsewhere!<br />
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We left home on the afternoon of January 7 to attend the rehearsal dinner for the wedding in Provo. While at the dinner we received a phone call from Emily's husband, Chase, to let us know Em was having her baby! A very short while later (while still at the dinner) we were informed that the baby was here, and very shortly later that the baby, Henry, was being transfered to Primary Children's Hospital in Salt Lake City. At the time we didn't know all the particulars, but now I can fill you in....<br />
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Baby Henry has a very small lower jaw and a cleft palate. The condition is called "Pierre Robin" and there are varying degrees of the condition. The only two problems he has are the two mentioned above. Again, a blessing! -- The small jaw made it impossible for Baby H to breath unless he was on his tummy and he couldn't eat with the combination of the two problems. Henry's cleft is all inside his mouth. His lips and gums are all intact. Again, a blessing. -- The teams of medical personnel at PCMC are amazing. Henry has had a surgery to place an appliance that lengthens his jaw. The appliance was place INSIDE his face and will be taken out in a few weeks. His cleft palate will be repaired before he is a year old and the chances of any future problems are nominal.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Before: Look at his chin.</td></tr>
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You can see his improved chin and his "antennae" that is<br />
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</tbody></table>Henry is a calm and happy baby. He's learning to smile and we are all thankful since not smiling could have been one of the side effects of the surgery. We think his doctor, Dr. Grant Fairbanks, is the coolest thing since sliced bread!! I should mention that Henry only had to stay at PCMC for 6 weeks. When he was able to come home, his parents were trained to turn his device, he came home on a feeding tube, but his mommy taught him how to drink from a Haberman bottle. He has only had Mommy Milk and he is thriving!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Baby Henry with sleep smiles.</td></tr>
</tbody></table></div><div>Henry's big sister, Grace, had a marvelous time while her parents were busy with Henry. Her first night was spent with Clark and Brandy, then Jared and Monica {along with cousins Michael and Daniel} took her home to Idaho,with them for two weeks. Then she got to spend two weeks with Anna and Devin/Clark and Brandy, and then two weeks with Mimi (me) and Papa (Chris). She was a very good girl, and a delight!</div><div><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gracie and Michael are quite the team!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Daniel and his Dad, Jared</td></tr>
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</div><div>By mid March Chris was still having a great deal of difficulty with his hand and wrist. It was {finally} determined that he'd sustained some nerve damage and that surgery would be required. The surgery was set and it turned out to be much more extensive than anticipated. It seems that the fall had severed an artery (hence the bad bruising) and that it had clotted off. Luckily, Chris had another artery that looped through his hand providing the needed blood supply, so he still possesses his hand and fingers. The nerve that sits by that artery was also badly damaged, but due to the great skill of his surgeon that little nerve has a "sleeve" and is healing well. He now sports a 6 inch scar to brag about.</div><div><br />
</div><div>Our youngest daughter, Anna, was still feeling quite miserable. Her pregnancy was difficult all the way through and she was getting rounder and rounder....</div><div><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Anna thought she might pop!</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Anna had lots of pre-term labor and was just plain tired! On April 21 she was feeling crummy enough and was having regular contractions so they headed up to the hospital. After monitoring her situation for an hour or so it was determined that no progress was being made so they sent her home at about 9 pm with directions to take some tylenol, get some rest, and see her doctor in the morning. -- Midnight rolled around and she was still very miserable and in pain to the point of shaking. She asked Devin to give her a blessing and she continued to try to rest. At one o'clock she asked Devin to please call the hospital and see what else she could do since she still felt so bad. They assured Devin that she was shaky because she was so very, very tired and suggested that she take some Lortab and try to rest and be sure to see her doctor in the morning. At two o'clock she decided she'd probably feel much better if she used the bathroom. While doing so she felt a "drop," and knew she'd better get to the hospital fast. She said, "Devin, we have a problem, please call 911." The long story short is that the ambulance got her to the hospital and baby was born very shortly thereafter.... in about 20 minutes!</div><div><br />
</div><div>Cora Adeline was born at 3:31 am on April 22. Although the actual delivery was quick it was soon determined that Cora had a serious problem and she was Life Flighted to Primary Children's Hospital in Salt Lake City. Chris and Devin drove to SLC to be with Cora and I stayed with Anna so I could take her down as soon as her required recovery was completed.</div><div><br />
</div><div>Cora's condition, Persistent Pulmonary Hypertension in the Newborn (PPHN), happens about once in every 700 births, and has varying degrees of severity. For further information on this condition visit: {http://www.thechildrenshospital.org/wellness/info/parents/20830.aspx} This is a condition with no real determined cause. Sometimes it just happens.</div><div><br />
</div><div>Cora's condition was dire, but the Life Flight team and the PC NICU teams are amazing. The faith and prayers of many have worked well. She is doing well and ought to be home in a week or two. This condition is most often treated with medications and careful monitoring, but when "fixed" it should never pose a problem again. It is, in very simple terms, a backflow issue. The change that ought to take place when a child leaves its mother and begins to breath on its own is interrupted by VERY HIGH blood pressure, so high that the blood forces a couple of valves to remain open (with back-flow) and therefore does not allow the blood to be carried to the lungs to get oxygen to supply the body. We hope to have baby Cora and her parents soon home safe and sound.</div><div><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> Cora Adeline -- Minutes after birth. Notice that you can see a line straight down her tummy that shows the side getting good blood flow vs. the side with a lack of oxygen. (The head bruising is birth related and is now nearly all gone.)</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Well, if there were an award for the longest blog post I might just win... I've left out lots: job losses and new jobs, a wedding, Brandy's tonsillectomy, Devin's shoulder surgery, other illnesses, and a few things to private to mention....Suffice it to say that we've had a very busy time at The White Silk Purse and we hope things slow to a dull roar soon. We, however, all remain thankful for the tender mercies that have us all here loving and supporting one another.<br />
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</div><div>It could have been worse... TRULY!</div><div><br />
</div><div>Dana<br />
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PS I linked this post to a blog hop from Chocolate on My Cranium March, 2012.<br />
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Both babies are doing well. :)<br />
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I became interested in making my own laundry soap as a creative/cooking/money-saving plan and found I quite enjoyed the result. I began by doing a little research, recipe reading, and experimentation and came up with something that works really well for me. </div>
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I wanted something easy to make and easy to store. Most of the recipes I read called for a lot of water (for liquid soap) and, therefore, a lot of storage containers. The dry soap recipes all seemed too complex and cumbersome. {UPDATE: See the <i>Recipes</i> tab above for my <b>SIMPLE</b> dry version!}</div>
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I keep my soap in quart-size canning jars with plastic lids and I have a long handled tablespoon I use to put the soap in the washer. I add the laundry soap as the washer is filling and rinse the soap into the washer from the spoon. (One quart of this soap will clean 64 loads of laundry!)</div>
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As with the soap I purchase (or formerly purchased) at the store I sometimes use bleach or oxyclean for extra whitening. I don’t find I do this any more or less often than before. If I have a tough stain I rub in a little of the concentrate and it seems to take out everything I’ve tried it on.</div>
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All of the ingredients are available in the laundry aisle at the grocery store. If your store doesn’t carry one of the products, look online. All of them are available at Amazon.com. </div>
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It costs about 1.7 cents per load (Tablespoon) of this laundry soap.</div>
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The following is my highly concentrated recipe. <b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><u>One tablespoon</u></b> of soap does a whole load of wash! (I have a high capacity washer.) </div>
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span">~ makes 4 quarts {one gallon} of concentrate ~</span></b><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Put 6 cups of water on to heat. It will almost boil by the time you are done. While the water is heating, grate the Fels Naptha. I cut the bars in half the long way and run them through my food processor with the grater attachment, but it could be grated by hand. Add the soap to the water that is heating, and stir frequently. This part takes 10 – 15 minutes. Keep stirring until the soap is completely melted. Don’t let this boil or you’ll have soap all over the place. (Don’t ask!)</span></div>
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I kicked off the summer by participating in the Bijou Market last weekend , a handmade craft fair in Provo, UT. I was flattered to be accepted as a vendor in this show and had more fun than words can tell! -- The creative portion of getting ready was great fun. I made zipper flowers, unique handbags, and folded book sculpture. I also sold vintage earrings, and I must say they were a hit! I would probably do this again, but I think I might love the vintage jewelry business! The fair itself was held in a beautiful fruit orchard with the vendors stretched out among the trees. The weather was just right for shopping!<br />
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One of the founders of Bijou, Emily, is a lovely woman that I've known since she was 3 years old! She is now a mama and her sweet baby, Hayes, was safely entrusted to us while his busy mom was supervising the fair. What a glorious day we enjoyed.<br />
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Check it out! http://www.bijoumarket.com<br />
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Watching my son be a father brings great joy. It is fun to remember the day he was born and see him enjoy the deep love and blessings that come with fatherhood. This sweet baby is #2 for him, both boys.<br />
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My son Jared and his wonderful wife are, in my opinion, practically perfect parents. They adore their children and teach them well. I love being at their house at bedtime when scriptures are read and prayers are said.<br />
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Jared had a wonderful example in his own father. I am a great believer in the adage that actions speak louder than words. My husband always had time to do whatever the children wanted/needed and he still does. Nothing on his agenda is ever more important than what is happening in the lives of the children and our youngest is 20! This week he has traveled 120 miles (each way) to see a new grandson, worked on a HUGE remodel for a daughter, babysat for our daughter who is a single mom, and gone house hunting with our youngest who is contemplating the purchase of a fixer-uper. All of this happened beyond his regular work schedule!<br />
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The over-riding emotion attached to fatherhood is love, a love so wonderful and deep that my husband's favorite quote of all time is: <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>"</b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small; line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>Of all the titles of respect and honor and admiration that could be given him, God himself, he who is the highest of all, chose to be addressed simply as Father."</b></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana; font-size: small; line-height: 15px;"> (Boyd K. Packer, 1972)</span><br />
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