Asthma

Time keeps on moving, and I don't get around to writing here. That's OK, that way you don't have to read all the small things that happen.

Wednesday evening, I got a call from Lance telling me (last minute) that he would not be at Young Men tonight. Thank goodness, Mike had a lesson prepared dealing with the Duty to God things. I stayed after that for awhile and talked to Mike a little bit about the way that he had grown up. It's interesting to hear the family life that one can have that is so different from my own experience. It helps to see why people are the way that they are.

Thursday evening I was able to go out and get the lawn mowed. It was cool out, and just as I finished the rain started to come down. I was glad that I got it done just in time. In the meantime, the house next door had hired a man to come in and take care of their weeds (they had a notice on their door from the City of South Jordan). He wasn't too happy to be out in the rain, but he was a really nice guy and I talked with him for a little while. I felt bad for him being out there, but there was nothing I could do about it.

There was nothing much that happened Friday or Saturday. My daughter did come home early from school on Friday because she was feeling a bit sick after the shots that she had the day before. She continued with some of this on Saturday. We did go to a reception Saturday evening.

The reception was fun to go to. It was some of our friends from when we lived in Taylorsville. They held it in the Old Meeting House. Going through the line we talked with Wahlines (who were right in front of us). Then after meeting the Andersons (Rick and Joy) along with the Bride (Melissa) and her brother (Dustin) we went and talked with Bishop Paskett and his wife. They had to hurry home because they had their son dropping in, and were taking him to dinner. We got some refreshments and talked with the Wahlines again, along with the Christiansens. Then Chris Jones came in. We didn't recognize her at first. She had colored her hair. It went from grey to red. She looked quite good and had a new boyfriend. We found out that her son (Jantzen) is still in the hospital as a vegetable. Her ex-husband won't allow for him to be taken off of life support. He has been that way now for almost a whole year. We were told that the state of Utah is getting ready to come in and take him into their custody so he can be taken off of life support. It'll be interesting to see if that happens. I hope it isn't the same fiasco that Terry Schiavo went through. John (the ex) is so against everything Mormon that he won't allow for any of the bishopric to go in and see his son, and at one point he and his Baptist minister chased them off calling them the devil. One thing of interest is that Chris mentioned that she had seen my brother earlier that day as my brother came to her sons baptism. John had never allowed any of his kids to go to the Mormon church, so it must be really hard on him now that the two who are alive have joined the church. Justin is even living with him. I wonder how long that will last. I hope Chris has a good new life with this new gentleman she is seeing. Heaven knows that she deserves it after living with her tyrannical ex-husband.

We also visited with the Calls, who are now moving out of the neighborhood, and she mentioned that it was really good of the Andersons to host this party so we could all catch up with each other.

After all of this, we headed over to my in-laws house. My daughter was complaining about her headache, and just wanted to leave the reception, and we didn't want to go. We did have to get a dinner into us though. We hurried over there, and then went to Arbys' to get something to eat. Of course, my kids decided they wanted to stay at grandma's for the night and into Sunday. I ended up with a compromise. That is, that maybe they can stay with them over conference weekend instead (next Sunday) and my son could go to General Priesthood with his grandpa. That last part was said in jest because Grandpa isn't into all this church stuff and sometimes gets anti-mormon on us. He seems to be considering it though. I guess we'll have to see what we can work out there.

We got home that night and our dear daughter decided to stay up watching TV. This is the girl who was telling us she was going to throw up and she had a headache and so forth. So, since she was sick, I made her go to bed. I got some argument, but she finally went.

Today, being Sunday, we went to our meetings. Not too much went on afterwards. My kids played on the computer, until I kicked them off, and then went downstairs and wouldn't let us come down. They were putting together a thing where a marble would go through a couple of things and created their own pulley systems and such. We went down and looked at it finally, and though it didn't work quite the way they planned, it was interesting. After that, we started to play the game of Life. My asthma had been bothering me, but got uncontrollable at this point. I had to quit the game and call FirstMed (an urgent care facility). My wife took me there. I was to the point of getting a little scared that I wouldn't be able to breathe. Of course, by the time we got there my system had calmed down and it was no longer an emergency. I had a breathing treatment and came home. Well, I'm tired now, so I'm going to bed.

Friends of Scouting

At work on Monday, I found that there was quite a bit that didn't happen that was supposed to coming from Risk management. It seems that most of our stuff happened as it should, and that, mostly, the failures that were had were from elsewhere. We did have to change things last minute (because they told us last minute of changes needed) and did so without testing. Well, some of those didn't work the way they should have. When there is no time to test, this is to be expected. Thankfully, everything that I had to do, seemed to go without a flaw (including some last minute changes that I had made). I spent yesterday and today at work looking at various things that people thought was wrong in the data warehouse, but they were all right and correct. We are still waiting for a file from Doug (that was supposed to be to us on Sunday evening) and have seen nothing of it.

Not too much was going on Monday evening, so my wife decided that she would take off from the family and let us fend for ourselves. She needs to get out more and do more things for her. She needs this time away from the family, and I am glad to step in and try to run the house as efficiently as she does.

Tonight, my wife had to go to a pack meeting with the Cub Scouts. Since I am busy tomorrow night, and time is running out for my wife and I to get out and collect money for the friends of scouting, I grabbed my son and we went to the neighbors begging for money. I absolutely hate doing this, but it is something that needs to be done. My son has been a good sport to come around with me. One door, I asked a 12 year old kid that was working in the yard if his parents were home. He told me his mother was. I rang the bell. I asked a little boy if his mom was home and just got a nod. Will you go get her. Again, a nod. He just stood there. Finally, he went upstairs. Knowing what I know now, I don't think he understood a word I said.

As mom came to the door, the twelve year old came up behind me. I gave my spiel, and she started talking gibberish (to me) to her son. He asked me to repeat it. I did, and he translated what I said into this gibberish. In the long run, they did not want to donate because they give to their own church group for the youth. I understood this. I asked the kid where they were from, and was told that they came from Russia. Anyway, that was the only interesting thing that happened while collecting money from the neighbors. Most gave, and some said they would bring it over in a day or two. I still have a few doors to hit that were not home.

Palms and Computers

I need to go back in time again, and try to fill in the blanks. Unfortunately, I am somewhat blank on some of the happenings of the week.

Thursday evening, I was out and about and noticed our neighbors door was open again. This time, they were inside and carrying some things out of the home. I went over and talked to them and let them know that the door was left wide open the previous night and that I didn't know if they had been broken into or not, so I called the police. He asked if I had shut the door and I told him no because I wasn't sure if it was a crime scene or not, so I didn't touch a thing, but did hang around outside until the police were there.

It turns out that they have built another home in a subdivision called Midas Creek. It is not too far from where we live, but the homes there are $20,000 more than they are in my subdivision. Anyway, we are mixed on how we feel about them moving. They have not been the ideal neighbors, and haven't been seen much, even when they were home. Now, the home will either be up for sale or rent (we hope sale) and you never know who you will get as a neighbor. It may be awhile before we get a new neighbor because homes are not going that fast and there are other homes in the neighborhood that are up for sale. The property is still just rock and weeds (as a matter of fact, the city has left a note on their door to clean it up). Plus, I had that first argument with him before they even moved in (and before I knew he would be my new neighbor). I still blame the drugs for that, because it is the easiest thing to blame it on.

Friday, I was off at work. I slept in somewhat, but then got up. I ran a couple of errands, and did little else until the evening. We had a neighborhood ward party over at the church. I took the kids over there. It was kind of nice to meet with a few of the people from the ward (and the neighborhood as it wasn't all church members). It had to be moved in doors because it was pouring rain, and that made it a bit more difficult for those who were running this. I thought the activities committee did a good job.

Saturday was spent in taking care of things at home. I also had to do a few things for work before we left home for Pam and Annes. We arrived at Pam and Annes home at around 3:00. Anne had called and wanted to have some help in getting her Palm T|X synchronized to her PC. She was having some problems with her USB drives. When I got there, she handed me the new USB drives so I could install them, as well as a blue tooth that she wanted to get installed onto the PC. I was able to take care of all of that, and get her Palm synched up with the PC. It took until around 5:00 PM. We also installed some other software for her Palm that she had purchased (Franklin Planner and Quicken). She was grateful to have all of that installed. I guess I became an expert for Palms when I purchased my Palm. That along with my computer experience makes me look like I know more than I do to others.

We had a nice dinner out there (Anne is an excellent cook) and visited with them for awhile. My wife and Pam were discussing how great it was that Anne and I could talk about tech stuff because they are just bored with it all. I did go to the store to get some cheesecake that we all were craving (just one person has to mention it for a craving to take place) and we enjoyed that. My wife and I left our kids there and headed home.

After arriving home, I found that some of my jobs at work had died because the file that was sent to us was bad. We tried to fix the file, but there were too many problems with it. We sent for a new file.

Today was stake conference. Not that we went. We slept in, and then didn't even get to the second session. Of course, I did have to do some work this morning. Around noon the new file came to us. We still had to do one fix to it (one of the fixes we had asked them for, they didn't do). Anyway, we got that loaded into test so people could look at it. All of this work is being done in test so we can try to iron out any bugs when we do it for real in two more weeks.

We headed out to Pam and Annes. They bribed us with dinner so that we would pick up our kids. Once again, it was a wonderful meal. My daughter had also spent some time with Anne making some jam and other canned goods. We were able to take some of that home.

Well, that's it!

Copperton Park

Work has been keeping my quite busy these days. I haven't had much time to do anything at work (including lunch). We are getting ready to convert a bunch of stuff and put it all into production. This weekend is going to be a test run to see how smoothly things will go when we do it at the first of the month.

Work aside, I do have a personal life. We got our kids to piano lessons tonight and then got them back home just in time to have a hurried meal of hot dogs before having to be at the church at 6:30. It was the deacons quorum that had to plan the combined activity this time and we decided to have us all go out to Copperton Park for a testimony meeting. That changed soon enough to more of a fireside. It turns out that Lance knows Dean Burgess (he has worked with him) and was told that generally the general authorities don't talk to small groups, but for you (Lance) I will do anything. He is the first counselor in the General Young Men.

We got out to the park around 7:00 and then heard Elder Burgess speak. He let us know of the prophets love for each of us, and talked about things that are in the For the strength of Youth pamphlet. He really talked a lot about temptation and avoiding it. Of course he also made sure each person realized that the atonement is there for those mistakes that we do make. He challenged each of the kids there to read one chapter a night in the pamphlet, just before prayers. Keep these things in the top of your mind so you can remain pure. Keep the chains of Satan from binding us. Anyway, he did a good job.

After he spoke, the bishop said a few words and then Lance was asked to talk to us briefly. Lance did a wonderful job of talking with the youth and letting them know that they need to stay on the straight and narrow. He feels that he is one of the lucky ones that got on the wrong path, and has been able to come back and start new. After 20 wasted years, he is starting over (at the beginning of this year he got to the temple). After disfellowshipment, he is back, and he doesn't want to waste another minute. He also did a wonderful job.

I then headed over to some charcoal and lit the fire. We roasted marshmallows and had smores as a treat. There were over 60 youth that attended this from our ward. Heaven help us if everybody shows up to one of these activities.

After arriving home and reading the presidency message in the pamphlet, we said our family prayer, I took the dog for a walk. As I was coming around to our home again, I noticed that my neighbors light was not on that has been on for quite awhile (we were pretty sure they are out of town). As I looked closer, I noticed that their front door was wide open. I took the dog home, and my wife and I went over to look a little bit. These neighbors have been really closed and have not gotten to know anybody in the neighborhood. One of the neighbors even asked me if they were actually living there. Anyway, I called the police. They of course stick to the side of the house calling in to see if anybody is home. After a few calls in, they went in to investigate. It looks like they are moving out, was the report I got from the police. It is a new home, and they have only lived there for about two months. He's the one that I got in a slight altercation with when I stayed home from work (before the house was completed). Anyway, we won't be sad to see them go. My wife pointed out that in the last six months, this is the third time that we have called the police. Two of those times have been dealing with my neighbors house.

Divorce

Just the other day, I wrote about one of my coworkers who has come to me about his divorce. Today, I have been corresponding with another old coworker who is now in the process of divorce. In both of these cases, the divorce is after many years of marriage. This is a concern to me. I am a proponent of marriage and I abhor divorce in most cases. I just don't believe it is usually the right thing to do. Certainly if there is abuse going on (mental or physical) a divorce is more than likely the right decision. Most cases of divorce don't come because of this, but because of selfishness. What is it that causes these divorces after so many years (in the first case after 16 and the second case is over 20)?

Marriage can be fragile at times, and I understand all of this. It needs to be handled carefully. When two people have committed to love each other for eternity (or even for life) shouldn't they both do everything in their power to make sure that their marriage is one that works? I don't pretend to have any answers. I do know that if one person in the contract wants out, that there really isn't a way for the other person to salvage the relationship. This is what happened to me. One wanted out, and the other wanted to preserve the marriage relationship. Obviously, for me it did not work that way.

I do want to say, that while I don't believe I should've ever gotten the divorce, that it is probably one of the best things that has happened to me (in the long term) because of meeting my beautiful and loving wife. I would not have had the same opportunity within the bounds of my previous marriage to know the sweet person that I have come to know now. Sure, my marriage now is far from perfect. I am a good part in the cause of the imperfections of my marriage, but I do love my wife with all of my heart and soul. Was this all a part of Gods plan for me? Was I supposed to be married to my first wife as well as my second wife? I don't know. I do know that God wants me to have joy. I do have joy (unfortunately, I also have pain).

I really don't know why I am writing this all down. My mind has been thinking a bit about my friends going through this difficult time of their lives and I have felt their pain (to a certain extent). I don't want my marriage to go away after all the years that we have put into it. I continue to pray to God that my marriage and family will be an eternal family.

Golf

Last Friday, I arrived at work at my normal time and worked for about 4 hours before taking off to the Mountain Dell golf course. This is where the IT department decided to have our annual golf tournament. It's not really a tournament. I mean, anyone who has one of the prizes (indeed the biggest prize) for the goofiest hat can't really be too serious with golf.

I don't own hats. They aren't something I like to collect. My wife tells me that if they were doing the goofiest looking person in a hat, I would win hands down. Well, not owning any hats, I came into work without one. I was told I should at least try to get a hat, at which point I remembered there were a bunch of happy birthday cone type hats in a drawer at work. I went and got one of those. It wasn't for the win per se', but more to be sort of humorous. Nobody knows how long those hats have been around. They are guessing they have been around for more than 10 years though.

While waiting for my tee time, Tadd (from work) came to talk to me. He is going through a divorce currently and just wanted to know kind of what I had gone through. I don't wish divorce on anybody, but sometimes it just happens and other times it is needed. I got the feeling that his just happened. This, after 16 years of marriage. I can't quite comprehend that, as I am now married for going on 17 years. My divorce was just after five years. I will have to talk to Tadd more at work. I'll help him out where I can, but mostly, it is just something that he has to go through by himself.

Anyway, I had an early lunch at the golf course (paid for by my company) and then went out to play. I am not a golfer (those who were with me can attest to that). We were all in groups of four, and some chose to play the best ball out of the four while others (like ours) chose to play the ball till we got it in the hole, or were sick of that particular hole. I had never done 18 holes like we did today, and by the end was a little bit tired. Not bad, just a little bit.

My group had finished playing golf and had driven the carts out to our cars (so we didn't have to walk with the golf bag) and returned them when a huge storm came in. We got in just in time. There was hail and lightening, and a drenching rain. People from all over the course were trying to get in as well. Those who were behind us gave up their games and came in (nobody held up their 2 iron to see if they could be a lightening rod).

We met in a room at the golf course and had a prize drawing session. Of course there was the goofiest hat, but there was also the longest drive (both men and women) and a few others. Then there was just drawing names out of the hat. I ended up getting a fake leather notepad thing. I will probably use it for some of the scout meetings I go too. This ended earlier than I had anticipated (the rain had something to do with that) and that wasn't a bad thing.

My son had a friend stay the night, and my daughter had a late night at her friends house. My daughter did bring us some cheese and other things from the friends house (he had the extras from his trucking company).

When I woke up Saturday, I made some eggs (of course with cheese) and some sweet rolls. There was also orange juice. Most of this (minus the eggs) was from what was brought home by my daughter. After taking my sons friend home, we spent some time to clean the house. I had some allergies come to me because of the dusting and stuff, but it is good to have a clean home (so they keep telling me). We went out and grabbed some chinese food and just stayed home most of the day. It wasn't for lack of trying to find something to do though. We tried to call a bunch of people to see if we could work out going somewhere (nothing panned out).

Today of course we went to all the church meetings, and then really did nothing else. There isn't anything else to talk about really, so I'll sign off now.

Rocks

Not a whole lot went on today. As I was arriving home from work, I saw my daughter walking to the church to play her volleyball game. She told me that they lost the game, but she had fun doing it anyway.

Since it was a little cooler outside than it has been, I went out finally and finished spreading the rocks over our garden area. There has been a heap out there for quite awhile now. My wife is just glad that I finally took the time to spread them. With my son helping me, it took about an hour and a half to spread around. I will still have to do some more when a fence goes up between houses, as I will need to spread them that far.

Really, that's about the day. Work, work, and more work. Is that all life is about?

Court of Honor

There really isn't much to mention, but I am here again mentioning it anyway.

Things were normal at work. I got home in time to get the kids off to their piano lessons. My daughter was doing some homework, and my son was making a solar oven to test. He explained to me how it would work, and said that it should get to about 350 degrees in heat.

When it was time to leave for piano lessons, my son did not want to go. He honestly thought that they weren't going to piano lessons at all, and since it was not in his plans, it should not be. There was some arguing between him and me, and finally, we got in the car and were late to those piano lessons by about five minutes. We also picked them up a few minutes early.

We dropped my daughter off at a friends house with some homework knowing that they would be going to Young Women together. We then headed over to the Petits house for the court of honor. Of course, like everything else, we were late there too. That was OK. They did not start the dinner of hotdogs without us.

My son had a migrane going on. I believe he got it partly because of arguing with us before piano lessons and then the stress continued from there. We ate, and then I made sure that he got his awards as one of the first ones to get them so he and my wife could leave and go home. My wife, of course, wondered how come she put on her makeup for something so short.

Anyway, the court of honor went on, and was a thing to help get the boys and their parents excited for the coming year. It went well, and all enjoyed it. We had pictures of the camps that the boys have been on, and had them grab pictures if they wanted them.

I went home with one of the members of the ward that was at the court of honor.

Soon after arriving home, my wife asked me about our daughter. I didn't know where she was, and thought she may still have something going on with Young Women. My wife didn't like that idea and drove over to the church. Evidently, nobody was there. She came home and asked if our daughter had come home. She seemed pretty upset that I wasn't that concerned. I told her that we should probably check at the Clarks. She went over there and got our daughter home from there. She was supposed to call us when Young Women was over, but maybe she did not understand that.

It was hard to discuss anything with my wife today, as she was (in her own words) in an argumentative state of mind. I really couldn't do too much right.

My son is OK, and doesn't have the headache any longer, and things are going to get back to normal (including arguing over whose turn it is to say the family prayer).

Cat

I had to go into work today after a long weekend. That is never any fun. When I got there, I found that some of my jobs had gone down with sort memory errors on Saturday, Sunday and Monday. Paul had fixed them on each of those days. Nothing was done to correct the error, but for some reason, the same thing did not happen today. We are putting that one up to weird and have not found a reason they should be dyeing in that way in the first place. As the day ended, I got some sort errors, so I believe the same thing will happen tomorrow as well.

I hoped for a relaxing evening at home, but this wasn't about to happen. We went out to eat at a fast food restaurant and then came home. I was watching TV when Brother Russell called. He was wondering about pictures from the Scout camp. I didn't think I had very many of the boys and told him so. He told me not to worry about it. Of course, he called back again and asked if I could get a CD of pictures to him. I did that. There were actually 36 pictures on the CD. He was going to print them off so we have pictures at the court of honor tomorrow night.

In the process of getting these pictures out, I headed to his home. Nobody answered the door, so I went to Walmart where he had called from. They weren't there either. I was coming home, and could see his car in my driveway when two cats ran out into the street in front of me. I swerved and braked to miss them, but heard and felt the thump, thump as I ran one over. I don't much like cats, but I certainly don't like to kill them in this way either. I went home to hand over the CD I had created, and then got back into my car to find out what to do with the cat. I wasn't sure whose it was, but it was definitely dead. I went to the Beans house to ask them if it was their cat. He told me know and pointed out the house of whose cat it was. It was the Blakes cat. I went to their door.

It's never easy telling somebody you just killed a pet of theirs. I was at the door, and Sister Blake came out. I told her I had hit her cat. She looked at me and said, "Is it.... " After a bit of a pause, I said, "Yes, it's dead". I was extremely sorry. She was in shock. I don't ever know what to do in cases like this. I talked to her a bit, and her shock was showing quite a bit. She came out, opened her garage and got on some shoes. She had told me she was OK, and I was walking away, but turned to see her crying. I went over and gave her a brotherly hug. She said she would be OK. I asked if I needed to clean it up for her, and at this point her husband came out. She told me that he would be able to clean it up. Thanks for stopping by and telling them as most would've simply driven on. It was better to know what happened than coming out to see it in the road and wondering. Well, I felt kind of awful. I mean, there was nothing I could do about it. It was an accident, but it was somebody's beloved pet. She had had the cat for years (according to her). I felt bad, and with that, headed home. I guess I was partly in shock too, but more for the pain that I had been a part of for somebody else.

Later tonight, I walked the dog. I stopped to talk to some of our neighbors for awhile. They are getting ready to put in their yard. I didn't realize how much time had passed, but my wife had been out looking for me because I was on the walk longer than normal. Anyway, that is my day.

Swiss Days

Once again, going back in time.

Wednesday went OK for me. Work happened, and then I had Young Men in the evening. We went over some Duty to God requirements and tried to take care of all of that. We did get through a couple of things and got the boys passed off. We do need to work on that a bit more and make sure the boys are getting the things they need for their Duty to God awards.

We were also able to talk with Brandon that night. We need to get things straightened up with him as best we can. We need to take in his personality and do what we can to work with it. He has been our most challenging boy since I started up in this calling, and we did feel that we got some headway that evening. Here I am crossing my fingers that this is going to go better.

Nothing of consequence happened on Thursday (at least that I can think of). I was home Friday, and one of the things I took care of, was to call the alarm company to try to figure out what all of the problems and kinks are there. I had to go to the alarm system and push a whole bunch of buttons to hopefully correct the problem that we were having. We also set the alarm off a couple of times in test (my hearing may never be the same now).

After picking the kids up from school, we completed what we needed to complete to head up to Midway and to my in-laws cabin. This is something that we do every year over the Labor day weekend. If we could've reached my wifes parents, we would've waited until Saturday morning to go up. There was one accident on the way up that kept us even longer than we had anticipated for getting there. When we got there, we were given dinner and then handed Margeret her birthday gift (it was a game called Zing - or something like that). We had purchased it along with a game called Eye to Eye that we played at a party a couple of weeks ago. Eye to Eye was a bit expensive (thus the other game).

At the cabin, that night, we played Eye to Eye and enjoyed that. It is something that everybody could play from the grandparents all the way to my kids.

Saturday came to early. My father-in-law wanted to get to Swiss days by 10:00 AM so we could get to the parade. My wife and I didn't want to go to the parade, but got there in time for it (along with them). We separated, and my wife and I went around the booths. There was a lot of good things there, but most of what we would've wanted to have was way too much. We went and grabbed some scones, then found our kids with grandma and grandpa and gave them our leftovers on that. My wife and I went back to the cabin around noon and ended up watching a DVD. Jeff came into the cabin with his girlfriend, and since we had been watching the DVD on the bed, and it had just ended, asked us if we were having sex. I told him no, and if he would leave for just two minutes we could possibly get that all done and over with. Anyway, they headed down to Swiss days and we took a nap.

We headed back to Swiss days at 4:00 PM so we could get to the Barbecue Beef Dinner. That was good. We met with the whole family. My son was upset that we hadn't been there because he wanted to buy some stilts. He had seen a couple of people walking around on them. We told him to see if he could find where they were. He came back after a little while and wasn't able to find them. We sent everybody back to the cabin, but my son, and we were going to see if we could find those stilts. We went to a couple of the places that were selling wooden toys, and they referred us to the other places selling wooden toys. Nobody knew where they had come from, but had seen them about. We ran into a family that the girl was walking on stilts. We asked where they had bought them, and they offered to sell us that pair for $10. That is the way they were selling them. They didn't approach anybody, but waited for people to approach them. I guess they had sold them there in years past, but didn't have the time to do a booth this year (and had about 50 pair in their garage). Anyway, my son was happy to have these.

We got back to the cabin, and my son and daughter kept on trying out the stilts and both got very good at it (although they got better on Sunday). We played the Zing game that night and had a lot of fun with it. Time came for bed, and we were just glad to get into bed. Jeff and his girlfriend had headed back home.

Sunday, we all slept in. There was a little bit of argument that was getting ready to get big between my father-in-law and mother-in-law. My mother-in-law started to recite the articles of faith and my father-in-law was talking about science over belief (or faith). It made my wife and I nervous, but it was kept under control this time. There have been too many of those arguments that have happened in the past. Not too much happened on Sunday, but we did play Eye to Eye again. My son and I stayed up late playing backgammon (which I really don't know how to play - I just barely learned) into the late hours of the evening.

Nothing much happened today either. We woke up late (well not my wife - she got up with the dog) and then just fiddled around the cabin. I thought I was going to go down to Zermott (a new day spa/hotel that is at the entrance to Lime Canyon) and see what it was all about. That didn't happen. My kids went out with Grandpa to hit a bucket of balls. I am borrowing the golf clubs so that I can play with my work this coming Friday. We left the cabin around 2:00 so we could get home and get a book for my daughters music class. She is in beginning woodwinds, playing the flute.

It was good to get home, but we do miss being up in the mountains. We did a few chores around the house and then kind of relaxed a bit. Not too much else is going on.

Oh, I forgot to mention that Chad Merica ( a guy who was with my brother in law who is now in prison) got caught in Wyoming for not turning himself in. When he is all done, he could get up to another ten years on top of the four that he already has to serve. It will be interesting to follow up on that story as it goes on.