tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21943262502945731652012-02-16T20:35:27.045-05:00Shane's wife, the twins Mom...and the rest of usShanenoreply@blogger.comBlogger921100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-64025420354545669502011-09-26T11:12:00.005-04:002012-01-04T16:55:52.436-05:00

I put my dollar in the machine, made my selection,watching as the M&M's slowly rolled toward the edge.I leaned a little bit to the right when I realized my M&M's might not drop.I wasn't surprised when the the coil stopped turningand the M&M's hanging sideways showed no sign of dropping.I didn't shake the machine, but I thought about it.I tapped on the glass, but that didn't do anything.I pressed

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We left Monday, September 19th for Scottsdale Arizona. Flew into Phoenix, rented a car and headed to the Grand Canyon. We spent the night in Flagstaff, and left early Tuesday morning finishing our drive to the Grand Canyon. I was so taken with the beauty of Arizona. The blue sky and desert cactus, the wide open view - being able to see for miles and miles, the openness was so all encompassing. We

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I am missing you today and wondering what you might say to me if we could visit. I would tell you how much I miss you and stare at your sparkling blue eyes while you smiled at me, and I would be able to see your love for me in the depths of your eyes. I would walk over to you and we would hug tightly and I would hear your little laugh you give with your hugs. I would cling to you so I could soak

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Another Friday night and we......went for Chinese food,but discovered our favorite restaurant had closed.So, we settled on Market Square...(That's where we parked.)...and ate crepes instead at "The French Market"on Gay Street, while listeningto their live entertainment.(Sorry the picture doesn't capture its ambiance.)For dessert we bought ice cream bars.We tried to stroll along the sidewalk,but

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Mutt's true love was Carroll Reep. He wrote this and gave it to her on January 21, 1934...they were 16. The Art of Kissing By Carroll Reep First know who you are going to kiss. Don't make a mistake although mistakes are good. Don't kiss everybody. Don't sit down and do it, stand up. Let your hat go any place out of the way. Put your right arm around her waist from the left, your left arm gently

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-51259252057699053242011-08-28T16:23:00.024-04:002011-08-29T09:27:20.776-04:00

Sunday morning in the pew, Is always an adventure, it's true. A sweet little girl, Who is my "new best friend," Has started an unfamiliar trend. Upon my lap she usually wiggles And the air is filled with all her giggles. Today was different; she sat in her seat, With pretty pink shoes upon her feet. With my Hymn book open and ready to sing I noticed the most unusual thing. This sweet little

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I went to Dorthy's Antique's and browsed through her old books and found a new treasure. "The True Citizen." It was written in 1900. "...for pupils in the seventh and eighth grades of school, it has been prepared with a view to meeting a real need of the times...the higher aspects of citizenship---the moral and ethical---have been seriously overlooked." It is very inspirational and I found I

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Mom passed away on July 11th and a quietness has descended within my heart. She is near and yet so far away. Mom always insisted we make our bed each morning, but after I married my bed has been unmade more often then not. When I was home in February Mom would need to rest several times throughout the day. Each time she would get out of bed she would straighten the covers and make her bed.

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Our family spent a wonderful, lovely, spectacular day at Metcalf Bottoms enjoying the water, shade and each others good company. The cliff became the center of every one's attention and eventually Afton and "Grammy Ma," (that would be me) were left by our selves at our "spot." About the time I was wondering how much longer they would be having fun Conan came to get us so we could share in the

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Next Clue.........There is a place where numbers are letters and letters are numbers - common to all - everyone has at least one.........FCEQ MEDHAD

Shanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-69830837855088699122010-10-28T20:41:00.003-04:002010-10-28T20:50:46.967-04:00

It was one of those moments of tenderness and tears. I was having a rough morning and I let it all out in a phone call to Shane. I know he was busy at work, but he listened and took all the time I needed, that alone made my day so much better. When he came home from work, he quietly slipped in the door, and when I came into the kitchen I heard a soft rustling sound as he quickly put something

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-9834991862108458462010-08-20T10:06:00.006-04:002010-08-25T10:19:40.325-04:00

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-63370526620354222222010-06-07T09:37:00.011-04:002010-06-07T11:29:40.930-04:00

Mother's Day post, I promise...For Mother's Day, Katie gifted me with the gift of Skype,It has been a delight.It is hard to wash dishes, do laundryand other things I do when I am on the phone,but dishes and laundry can wait.I love watching her smile and laughas she says, "I know Mom."It is a real person visit!Being able to Skype is a priceless gift."Back in the day" :) when I was a young wife and

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This PLus This PLus ThIs Plus ThisEQuaLs ThisI ATE it all!

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Katie ordered a corsage for me for Mother's Day. I was pleasantly surprised. It was beautiful. She had read an article in Southern Living about some of the traditions that have been lost over the years, prompting her to order a corsage for me. I quote from the article:"The Mother's Day CorsageWhen I was a kid, if a mother came to church without a corsage from her children, the whole family went

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-77616481592563074012010-04-08T13:23:00.005-04:002010-04-08T13:56:12.068-04:00

After spending 8 weeks with Suzi, it feels great to be home. I can't even begin to describe her strength. The surgery and radiation were devastating to her physically, emotionally and mentally, but her spirit lives on! Her sense of humor wore a little thin, but I loved when it popped out. We spent many, many quiet days, while she slept and slept and slept and I read and read and read. On her good

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This is an Aplet.This is a Cotlet.I know they look alike,but Aplets are sweet.and Cotlets are a little tangy.Dad loved them,but, as a child, they weren't on my list of favorites.I had forgotten all about them until last Thursday, when Shane came home with a box of Aplets and Cotlets from Bishop Carlin. Stating, "He said you would know what they are."It was a magic moment.And instantly memories of

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-69060324377728773642010-02-09T12:45:00.026-05:002010-02-10T10:21:13.883-05:00

Mom holding me. Isn't she beautiful!She loves so completely, so tenderly.She is a bit of heaven on earth.I have always known if I talked to Mom, everything would be alright...and it was.I wish Mom could hold me one more time so I could feel the familiar assurance of her arms.I wish when she hugged and kissed me good night she knew who she was kissing.I wish I could sit in the kitchen and visit

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-20363396725181798332009-12-10T10:51:00.006-05:002009-12-10T11:10:51.324-05:00

I'll be home for Christmas...You can count on me...Your Heart is the Highest!Um hmm. You better be good!MeRRy ChristMaS!

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I was thinking about how long it has been since I have written a post and thought to myself it's like I dropped off a cliff...When I was young whenever I would say, "Dad I'm hungry." He would say, "I'm cliff, drop over sometime."Number 1: I thought "Cliff" was a person that Dad knew and I was ready to go to Cliff's house to eat. I would plead in my little girl voice, "Let's go to Cliff's house,

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-70392814335313722672009-11-14T19:10:00.009-05:002009-11-14T20:35:19.739-05:00

Lydia fed the ducks.She would toss a piece of bread and say,"Here you go ducks! Here's some bread for you!"Old Goosey Lucy and Lydia stood eye to eye.This is a Chuck, a cross between a chicken and a duck.Kidding! I made that up, but he did look part chicken with the red on his head. He was a little intimidating because he was hissing instead of quacking.Poor Chuck, he was really ugly!Lydia had a

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-88699305216185478312009-11-12T14:21:00.006-05:002009-11-12T14:38:52.642-05:00

The yard looked soooo good after I raked the leaves!The streak of sunshine caught my attention,So I got my camera... Stepped into it... And had a lot of fun!

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No sugar: Desserts and candyOctober 24th - December 15, 2009The addicts: Katie, Kay, Rachel, Mandy, Katina and SuziMy sugarless life:1. After committing to no sugar I am filled with thoughts of temporary insanity. Thoughts of cheating fill my mind. The only thing that keeps me going is not to be the first addict to cave and my determination to win the $25 prize!2. All my chocolate stashes flashed

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Are you tired of toast that has crunchy edges?Make perfect toast every time!Grandma Clawson said, "I don't care how much butter you put on,just make sure you get butter all the way to the edge."Toast TutorialIngredients:Butter, softened1-2 slices of breadToast your bread to the desired toastedness(Yes, that is a word, I made it up.)Using a butter knife, spread butter all the way to the edge.Don't

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thenababysleeping?oraducktakinga nap?

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Jingle Bells Jingle Bells...Jingle all the wayIt'll be here before you know it!

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In the middle of a New York night I heard Cyrus crying.Then I hear Wyatt shout, "No, I not go to Memaw!"For a few seconds I thought about ignoring those sounds, but then I came to my senses and remembered I came to help Katie.Flipping open my cell phone I was jolted by the 3:38 a.m. time I was looking at.Rolling out of bed with my eyes sort of open, I climbed up the stairs, opened the basement

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-87655807197545000882009-10-10T12:00:00.005-04:002009-10-10T12:49:58.713-04:00

Oh, New York, New York!I wish you could all see Cyrus in person, he is one of the sixteen most beautiful grandchildren I have ever seen! His face is very chubby and he is giving the Conan Cruze's a run for their money in the big cheeks department! He has a facial feature that none of the other grandkids have had - narrow Oriental eyes - yup. Even Katie and Noah are wondering about that. I'm sure

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-4059882652914590332009-09-09T15:24:00.016-04:002009-09-09T23:05:48.345-04:00

I went out to eat with all my daughters last week and enjoyed the evening. I found myself listening to their conversation and realized I am far removed from where they are in their lives. I went to a study group last night and enjoyed the evening. At one point I found myself listening to the conversation and realized I am far removed from their interests too. This has caused me much reflection.

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-54808507913689567202009-09-07T15:41:00.007-04:002009-09-07T20:54:32.163-04:00

toDD the toaDThis is toDD, toDD the toaD,He came to live on our road.He's very quiet, never makes a peep,But we have to watch where we put our feet.He likes to sit in the soft porch lightThat glows in the dark every night.He sits and sits and sits some moreJust outside our back door.As bugs circle the glowing light,toDD just smiles at the lovely sight.And when his tongue begins to sail,We never

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-81008144410199846232009-08-24T13:03:00.008-04:002009-08-31T22:46:29.511-04:00

Four of the loveliest girls I know! Georgia Dani Camryn EmmaThis is my favorite picture!Aren't they beautiful!We had our GIRL sleep over.Shane was on a business trip, which is important because there are absolutely NO BOYS ALLOWED!We took picture'sAte food. (Cherry Limeade and Munchies)Made anklet's and played SPOONS!Once again, Georgia was the champ andCamryn was the s-p-o-o-n.We, talked and

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-65080625475514539172009-08-20T20:28:00.014-04:002009-08-20T21:25:57.436-04:00

Joey had his tonsils taken out and hasn't been feeling well. He told me he was "very sick." I asked him how sick he was and he said, "27." I'm not sure what 27 means, but I took a picture of him to document what a "very sick 27" looks like. Doesn't he look terrible!His throat has been very sore and he hasn't had much of an appetite. He would say, "Grandma, I'm hungry." We tried a banana, pears,

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-46547555819268360262009-08-03T14:37:00.010-04:002009-08-03T18:45:10.008-04:00

One, two, three, four, tell me that you love me more!Pump, pump, pump it up.On your mark...get set...let go!Simply fun!The end.

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-42406737230288728902009-07-29T10:38:00.004-04:002009-07-29T10:44:39.680-04:00

Isn't she beautiful !

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-11300677970782754562009-07-28T11:38:00.012-04:002009-07-28T15:09:35.610-04:00

Saturday, August 7, 1982"Our baby finally made it! He was born on Thursday August 5th at 12:34 p.m. He weighed 7 pounds 11 ounces and was 19 3/4 inches long. We named him Austin Marshall Cruze. He is a beautiful baby so plump and pink!"Wednesday, July 8, 2009Our baby finally made it! Austin and Katina were married in the Temple today! It was a very tender moment to see their love for each other

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-21971902147165488222009-07-01T10:14:00.007-04:002009-07-01T16:53:47.293-04:00

I made a rule for myself: If I find money in the washer it is mine to keep. When I do find money, I smile with excitement and gleefully think, ah ha, 5 bucks! I don't tell anyone when I find the money, and since nobody knows about my rule nobody has ever asked, "Mom/Kay, did you find $5 in the washer?" If they did ask I would have to say, "Finders keepers, losers weepers." I kept the nickel, but

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-67519742641182409842009-06-30T10:27:00.003-04:002009-06-30T10:44:29.218-04:00

I reached into the washer this morning and felt my hand brush against something that felt wispy soft. Wondering what I touched, I looked inside and found myself to startled to make a sound. There was this spider inside the washer! INSIDE! It was just a little bit to comfortable sitting on its web in my washer. It didn't even move when I touched it and it didn't look like it had any

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-59099399183649220602009-06-26T09:32:00.002-04:002009-06-30T10:26:39.700-04:00

I remember when I was pregnant with the twins; I was totally overwhelmed with the thought of having two babies, wondering how I was going to take care of them. When our two beautiful babies finally came they brought a love to me that I didn’t know existed, an immense, deep, abiding, sacred love. When I became pregnant with Eldon I didn’t think I could love another baby as much as I loved the

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-62170985945289464842009-06-19T15:54:00.006-04:002009-06-19T16:15:45.099-04:00

This is Spidey Girl, she has been hanging around for about 4 days. I know she is a girl because there is an egg sac on the leaf beside her. She is a nice looking spider, as spiders go, but I'm not as impressed with her as much as I am my photography. The name of this photo is "Lucky Shot." I'm lucky I have a camera that takes nice pictures with or without me and that Spidey Girl was at the right

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-84753252429519009932009-06-18T13:40:00.009-04:002009-06-18T17:41:46.640-04:00

sundaY morning shane had a flat tire; he was going to take the truck but I gallantly told him, "take my car, i'll drive the truck." he gave me his winning smile and was on his way.i had a nice leisurely morning getting ready for church. my hair cooperated and looked great. i had on my brown straight skirt, a cream colored sweater with its matching jacket, brown alligator heels, anniversary pearls

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-49413541244033465042009-06-16T19:50:00.023-04:002009-06-17T20:02:34.712-04:00

What a perfect way to start the day. I went outside and saw a butterfly on one of my flowers. I immediately got my camera and captured the delightful moment... and several others. Enjoy! It was an enchanting find.My B-E-A-U-T-I-F-U-L view! I love it. This is Mary Jane Magnolia. She lives at the corner of the house and blooms outrageously every spring. Much to my delight I enjoy her blossoms

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-64511612827325070642009-06-09T15:17:00.013-04:002009-06-09T15:35:52.435-04:00

S t a s h e s Aren't they G-R-E-A-T!

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-90721268653502895092009-06-01T10:01:00.005-04:002009-06-01T11:29:07.833-04:00

I'm a poet and have been published?When I was a sophomore in high school I had Mrs. Cockran for English. She was older then dirt and was one of those, "I don't do guff, and you will behave in my class," kind of teachers. And we did. Her class was hard and I struggled every day. One day she announced that each year she published a book of "the best" writings and poetry written by her students. My

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This is such a delightful taste sensation. I promise it won't dissapoint! Blueberry Soup4 1/2 cups fresh blueberries or 2(12oz.) packages frozen blueberries may be substituted1 (12 oz.) can frozen lemonade concentrate, thawed1/2 cup cold water1 tsp. dried lavender (I used 1/2 tsp.)1 tsp. vanilla extract1 1/2 cups vanilla yogurtSweet Treat Croutons1. Stir together fresh blueberries, lemonade

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-66933696730221315292009-05-22T18:01:00.006-04:002009-05-22T18:25:41.465-04:00

Mystery solved!I was relieved to find out that nothing creepy was eventually going to come out of this. It is a True Sea Bean or Red Hamburger Bun. It is a seed from a tree native to Africa, Central or South America. When the seed pods open the seeds fall to the ground getting into the water system and eventually are carried to the ocean. Sea Beans are great oceanic travelers, they have small air

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-82202909642985619602009-05-20T21:47:00.008-04:002009-05-20T22:41:31.923-04:00

It was a perfect beach day with the gorgeous blue sky, the ocean breeze and the soft sand under our feet. Shane was waist deep in the ocean playing in the waves and I was barely "two feet" deep looking for shells at the edge of the water. After a while Shane joined me and we meandered aimlessly along the beach looking for shells, without having much luck finding any, so we decided to go back to

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-63115472516777517982009-05-10T15:31:00.005-04:002009-05-10T15:44:02.985-04:00

We loved our vacation at the beach,but as you know,there's no place like home! We love you! Mom and DadE-E-E

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-51909719960341743392009-05-08T21:43:00.010-04:002009-05-08T22:01:54.928-04:00

I have been working on my tan all week.What da ya think? A little blinding, maybe.Sun screen will do it every time!

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-40758830169940464082009-05-07T12:13:00.008-04:002009-05-07T12:26:53.243-04:00

We are enjoyingnice ocean breezes andthe smell of the ocean,walking in the surf,laughing at scuttling crabsand hunting for treasures (shells).What a wonderful day!

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-17453657866392805772009-05-05T20:34:00.016-04:002009-05-05T22:07:04.415-04:00

We were off to a great start leaving earlier then we planned on Sunday, but that was the only thing that went right.After:1. Driving through tornadic (per the weather man) conditions in Alabama2. Arriving an hour early in Prattsville Alabama to watch the CES Fireside with Elder Bednar, because we didn't know we changed to Central Time3. Going about an hour out of our way from following the GPS,

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-73096987908566328032009-05-05T11:33:00.004-04:002009-05-05T11:58:22.337-04:00

We're here!On the sunny Emerald Coast.Whiling away our time at Endless Summer beach house in Santa Rosa Florida.It's just a little bit ofH-E-A-V-E-N on earth.Sorry, but we don't wish you were here...we'll send you a post card. Love you,Mom and Dad

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-34457756897118509262009-04-29T21:25:00.003-04:002009-04-29T21:29:53.867-04:00

This is a nice refreshing summer drink too.Orange AdeCombine in a sauce pan:1 cup sugar1 cup waterBring to a boil and boil for 3 minutes. CoolAdd:2 cups fresh squeezed orange juice1/4 cup fresh squeezed lemon juice4 cups ice waterServes 6 to 8

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-50048292013679920682009-04-27T19:39:00.009-04:002009-04-27T21:07:39.347-04:00

Homemade LEMONADEReal women drink LEMONADEEspecially this homemade LEMONADE!Country Time is not the same,frozen lemonade concentrate is not the same,that watered down homemade, Pampered Chef lemonadeis definitely not the same.But this, oh this LEMONADE, will not disappoint!Ask anyone in my family. Heck, just believe me and make it.Then go outside and work in your flowerbedsor play with your kids,

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-20415803216485154302009-04-23T12:21:00.015-04:002009-04-24T22:42:58.255-04:00

Thomas has not felt well this week and my arms are tired from holding him practically the whole week! I have thought several times about writing a post, but (sigh) Thomas has needed me. Today, I have browsed every one's blog with Thomas sitting quietly on my lap hanging over my arm looking at who knows what on the floor. I thought I could write a quick little post to say, "Here I am!" But, Thomas

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-3325871840243483562009-04-15T11:12:00.023-04:002009-04-15T21:28:01.338-04:00

I have been scrapbooking for years. I'm amazed at how easy it has been to do!Take picturesDevelop themOoo and ahGet that tender heart feelingDecide which ones to frameLet them lay around for a whileAnd then put them in a boxUmm...many boxes, in many places...Done!Until your "baby" is planning his weddingand wants pictures of him for a wedding CD...Yikes O' Yikes......cringe......Deep Breath!After

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-34473481021929408502009-04-13T20:16:00.003-04:002009-04-13T20:26:37.007-04:00

Shane and I went to General Conference and had a wonderful spiritual experience. I am thankful for the opportunity we had to attend. My sister Suzi and her husband Mike went with us. It was an adventure as we braved snow and cold weather before getting into the Conference Center. I love making memories, especially ones that increase my desire to live a better life. I also went and spent the

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-50355196123913604182009-03-31T19:08:00.011-04:002009-04-02T10:11:45.266-04:00

Me, Thomas and Mutt went on an adventure today.Before we left I made sure Thomas had a full tummy, and a nice fresh diaper.I lugged that heavy car seat with "the boy" in it to the car, and I helped that 90 year old "roll" into the car. We made it to our adventure with 5 minutes to spare and in a few short minutes "Ophelia Cox" was called. YES!The nurse took Mutt's vitals and said, "The doctor

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-39981517229663846862009-03-27T16:35:00.019-04:002009-03-29T17:59:05.333-04:00

Katie and Noah, Cal and Wy came for a visit.I love how the dynamic's change in our house when they come.We go from very routine to no routine!I hear Katie whisper to the boys, "Go tell Meema."And so begins the daily oatmeal breakfastand then playing the Zoo matching game routine.I love how Calvin loves the monkeyand Wyatt loves the Polar Bay (Bear)and they aren't past cheating to get them!Me, I

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-89080873588325713992009-03-25T19:03:00.014-04:002009-03-26T14:28:08.360-04:00

I love my kitchen window...there is always something going on outside.Right now, Mandy's got the itch!Rake's were raking and the shovel was shoveling.Koa was using a rake twice his size,And Leili was picking up rocks.They worked really hard on their garden boxes and they look great! I can already taste the tomatoes and cucumbers! The Master GardenerThe Master Gardener's Assistant The two

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-61477371772576232652009-03-23T13:44:00.008-04:002009-03-23T17:15:12.322-04:00

Yesterday was Sunday and today is Monday.It's the day I'm suppose to recover from Sunday.So far I haven't...Washed dishes,Swept the floorOr VacuumedCleaned the bathroomOr made my bedMaybe I will or maybe I won't.We'll see.

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-71150832164825234542009-03-20T16:57:00.020-04:002009-03-26T14:31:10.284-04:00

We all know it's the little things that drive us crazy...well this is down right annoying! For days on end I have been looking out my kitchen window watching the gate swinging in the wind or just hanging open. ANNOYING! It looks so sloppy and well unorderly (if that is a word).I found this guide to gate use on the web:Open the gate.Walk through the gate.Close the gate.(Okay, I made it up)After

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-1083880327714023102009-03-10T21:06:00.007-04:002009-03-10T21:52:24.670-04:00

THIS is a truffle I made!Or if your want to be fancy, schmancy, a "dessert shot."I signed up for a chocolate class and enjoyed every minute of it. I have learned how to make truffles, caramels, how to temper chocolate and how to dip the truffles and caramel. In the first class we rolled the truffles in our choice of coverings, chopped almonds, toasted coconut, powdered sugar or cocoa powder. The

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-86351453766462636832009-03-10T20:44:00.009-04:002009-03-10T21:51:46.736-04:00

We had some friends stop by for a visit.Myrtle.BethAnd NedWe could hardly wait for them to get here!

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-81120934972153913522009-03-09T13:10:00.008-04:002009-11-09T08:13:28.943-05:00

This is a dessert from heaven! One bite, maybe two and you will not be able to stop eating it. The pecan pie is a little pricey, butOH MY...Turtle Trifle8 0z. cream cheese, softened1 1/2 cups whipping cream1 1/2 tsp. vanilla extract1 (2-lb.) frozen pecan pie, thawed and cut into 1-inch cubes1/3 cup chocolate fudge topping1/3 cup caramel topping1/2 cup chopped pecans, toasted1. Beat cream cheese,

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-48214425033162612012009-02-27T11:48:00.009-05:002009-02-27T21:34:10.204-05:00

Thomas wore his tie today, it is a business tie. It may look cute, but it makes him very serious about everything! Since he can’t verbalize his feelings at his tender age of 7 months, he bosses me around with his cries. Sometimes I have to remind him I am the boss. I just tell him what I told his mother, “Because I said so, that’s why!”Today Thomas cried because:He was sleepyI took too long

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-17494252885357063312009-02-25T10:03:00.007-05:002009-02-25T18:44:01.935-05:00

dear gwranmai'm just a widdle babyi know bums are to sit onbut i haven't sat on mine enough to make it flatso i am a widdle wolly polythose fluffy pillows are just what a widdle guy wike me needsi wike the way you wock me when i am sweepy, it makes my widdle eyes cwose and i snuggle wight down to sweepwell, what more can a widdle baby wike me sayexcept i wove you so muchif you will hold me i'm

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-34337438642642738542009-02-21T23:21:00.010-05:002009-02-22T11:53:21.135-05:00

it is 11:21 p.m. and it is very quiet at my house. it sounds so good. i am reading all my loved one's blogs and enjoying each post. i like peeking into your lives just for a minute and see you "seizing the moment"...our lives are good. shane left early this morning to go to ireland and germany, so it really is very quiet. i love the sound of nothing, just a house being a home. very soon i will

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-57878678673073400602009-02-19T11:52:00.016-05:002009-02-19T20:21:31.199-05:00

1. Don't terrorize the baby by turning on the wheat grinder when he is in the same room.1a. Don't make bread when you are talking on the phone.2. If you can't remember whether or not you put yeast in...don't play the odds and put more yeast in.3. Don't add more water than the recipe calls for.4. Don't add more flour than the recipe calls for because you added to much water.5. You know something

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-45439965429072966112009-02-18T11:41:00.008-05:002009-02-19T22:08:29.723-05:00

Shane installed a new sound card in our computer. I knew he had succeeded when I heard music while I was ironing. A few minutes later I was putting some clothes in the dryer when the song, The Lover's Waltz, started to play. He said, "I love this song. Isn't it the one you want me to play for you..." I said, "yes, at my funeral." (That's not morbid, its a beautiful song and Shane can play it on

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-22253492090989126222009-02-14T23:19:00.008-05:002009-02-14T23:51:38.832-05:00

Katie always looks so cute when she washes her face, with her headband on, to keep her hair back. Last time she was home we were washing our faces together and she said, "Mom, you need a headband!" We laughed and joked, hug and kissed each other, said I love you and went to bed. After she left to go home I found this is my drawer...But some how, it's not the same...

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-71613648373657164042009-02-13T21:39:00.021-05:002009-02-15T09:17:36.002-05:00

Thirty four years sounds like a long time.It's longer then I lived at home.It's longer then our children lived with us.It's the longest thing I have ever done.But it has only deepened my love for Shane.It has only helped me discover who my true love is.He is constant in his love for me.He is steadfast in his love of the Lord.He is diligent in working on the success of our family.He is always

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-41368470284911261952009-02-11T20:45:00.004-05:002009-02-11T21:13:36.916-05:00

See what I mean,he stares at me all the time!

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-82109721239156145072009-02-10T21:19:00.007-05:002009-02-10T21:55:30.331-05:00

As my family knows, I am a hobbyholic. That means that every 6 months to a year I feel the urge to start a new hobby. So far my hobbies include:gunsmotorcyclescampingcanoeingbackpackinghikinggps/ geo cachingiPhonesbiking both street and mountainjoggingviolincivil warbloggingOther hobbies that are on my list to do someday are as well as places to see are:riding horsessnow skitriathlonbike in New

Shanenoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-7188695164251963832009-02-10T19:54:00.013-05:002009-02-10T21:15:13.274-05:00

this is tom...tom the cat.he doesn't really live here and we don't particularly like him.he has a brother named bear and we don't really like him either.they are kevin's cat's, but kevin moved to arizona, california and now texas,and they, the cats, moved here.we don't like to feed them, but we do.we don't like the way they sit in the kitchen window and stare at us, but when they aren't in the

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-37930323447334983092009-02-08T09:06:00.007-05:002009-02-09T18:42:30.549-05:00

I read a talk by Elder Bednar entitled Understanding the Importance of Scripture Study. He asked, "Why is studying the scriptures so important?" And then gave three reasons:1. Because of the covenants we have made.2. Because of the direction we need in our lives.3. Because scripture study is a preparation for and prerequisite to receiving personal revelation.He stated, "Covenants, direction, and

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-58479447321370205962009-02-02T20:10:00.004-05:002009-02-02T21:05:14.967-05:00

We had the most beautiful, falling snow today. It started with big fluffy flakes, you could almost hear them hit the ground they were so big and wet. There were so many of them they were falling all over themselves. My day started out very industrious, but the snow soon caught my attention and before I knew it I fell into lazy day mode. I dreamed about a big pot of pinto beans and cornbread and

Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-47946020862170964432009-01-30T20:57:00.004-05:002009-01-30T21:13:21.875-05:00

No pineapple malts; no more crunchy french fries dipped in ranch dressing; no more fried pickles - dipped in ranch dressing; no more 1/3 lb. burgers; the place formerly known as Leo's has gone Caribbean. Now it is called Marli's - named after either the wife or mother-in-law. Hopefully named after the wife. I can't imagine naming your restuarant after your mother-in-law. I can't believe it!!!!!!!

Shanenoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-86700795223138696052009-01-30T10:35:00.005-05:002009-01-30T11:23:04.621-05:00

Katie, this is a mature man pit. It has evolved through the years and has become this. The basket really helps to corral things And THIS is about as bad as it gets now...somethings improve with age. Umm, I likey! Mom

Shanenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-633492658611966392009-01-29T22:07:00.008-05:002009-01-30T20:26:56.524-05:00

"There's always room for Jell-O." That is a motto my Mom lived by.Almost every Sunday after church Mom would fix fried chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy, some kind of vegetable & J-E-L-L-O. She rotated two versions of Jell-O:JELL-O with fruit cocktail and banana's sliced on topORJELL-O with fruit cocktail and marshmallows on topI wasn't particularly fond of Jell-O, but after "starving to death"

Shanenoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-53047142774256868152009-01-27T15:08:00.006-05:002009-01-27T18:49:47.086-05:00

On Saturday we met Scott and Lori and the kids at the Knoxville Museum to see Emma's painting she did of Van Gogh's Starry Night. While we were there, Lydia became thirsty so her kind and loving father helped her get a drink. For some reason he wanted me to video tape it.Now I know why.I don't know where Scott get's his teasing personality........

Shanenoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-36267651973967607962009-01-26T20:38:00.002-05:002009-01-26T20:43:40.416-05:00

Last Saturday we went to the Art Museum of Knoxville with Scott, Lori and the kids to see a painting of Emma's that was on display. Her painting was selected from all of the Third Grade students at Rocky Hill Elementary School. It was very exciting indeed! It was one of those nice times, a very pleasant, rewarding time. Way to go Emma!

Shanenoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-3893511383200930362009-01-24T21:30:00.015-05:002009-01-31T20:25:13.335-05:00

these things are trouble...chocolate covered praline pecans...real trouble.just looking at them makes my mouth water with pleasant anticipation and I promise myself i'll just eat 3...i promise.with the first heavenly one my resolve begins to weaken.the simply divine second one melts away any doubt that i will eat just 3.by the third one my mind is insistent that I eat, "just one more." so i do. .

Shanenoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-33048869859332451392009-01-24T21:24:00.007-05:002009-01-25T03:21:37.531-05:00

Are You BLOGGING Me? kay

Shanenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-20006522957410497722009-01-22T21:58:00.006-05:002009-01-22T22:42:54.010-05:00

This post is being hosted tonight by the dynamic duo of Batman and Stick Stickly. In their own words: We are enjoying every second or minute of each other's time and company! Katina and I are just hangin out watching movies and taking road trips.We are anti-social when it comes to the singles ward.Ha Ha!! Are you sure about this?? Mmm... Mmm.. Mmm..yeahh!! Mr. Grumpy Pants is rushing us on our

Shanenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-81546206491109326112009-01-22T20:18:00.008-05:002009-01-25T03:18:58.060-05:00

When I was a young mother I would call my Mom and talk to her about what a long day I had with the kids and she would say tenderly, Kay Marie enjoy this time, they will be grown and gone before you know it."She was right.For now, with my yesterday's, today's and tomorrow's, I am caring for Thomas. We have been through the tender newborn days, hold me all the time days and right now we are in the

Shanenoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-34999997791905373432009-01-17T18:58:00.002-05:002009-01-17T19:19:22.805-05:00

It is so cold here today! Bitter cold. I was bone cold after spending most of the day outside. This is what we had for supper. I promise, this food will warm your soul when you are cold from the inside out. Just ask Shane, he loves this meal.Creamy Tomato Soup1 medium onion, chopped2 Tablespoons butter2 cans (14-1/2 ounces each) diced tomatoes, undrained2 cans (10-3/4 ounces each) condensed

Shanenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-46020351080500757412009-01-17T17:47:00.009-05:002009-01-17T18:53:57.889-05:00

This is a new experience for me... to write on a regular basis in a blog. For me writing is painful. I an envious of my brother Kevin, my wife Kay and my daughters-in-law and daughters who are very talented that way. For them the words just come sooo easily. I have tried to write in a journal for several years - starting and stopping - starting a stopping. Every year around January 10th I go buy

Shanenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-89054514433488374882009-01-14T22:24:00.008-05:002009-01-15T07:59:48.561-05:00

My sister said I "thrive" on all the cooking I do for my family. THRIVE! Ruffle my feathers she did. What did she know? It's a lot of work to plan, prepare and pull off even the most casual meal for our large family!I made a New Year's resolution: Come January One, I was not going to "thrive" anymore on Sunday...we would be having sandwiches every Sunday for supper.First Sunday it worked like a

Shanenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-50642977072497529302009-01-10T15:00:00.004-05:002009-01-10T15:06:01.283-05:00

Why am I here and where is my mommy?

Shanenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-48583010584940833222009-01-10T14:30:00.005-05:002009-01-14T23:23:03.634-05:00

I'm thankful I am not a horse today. It is a dreary, cold, rainy winter day and Trey's horses are standing with lowered heads and laid back ears soaking wet. Even if a horse does have hair to keep them comfortable in any weather condition, I'm sure it is not working today. Poor horses! Maybe I'll bring them in the house for a cup of hot chocolate with marshmellows - warm them up real good and

Shanenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-22556650113688449342009-01-06T23:03:00.000-05:002009-01-06T23:04:31.074-05:00

This is a quick post.I love you, Mom

Shanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-71362497697367173032009-01-06T22:52:00.000-05:002009-01-06T23:02:35.786-05:00

Well, guess what! Yep, it's us! The Original Cruze's. We thought it was about time that we started keeping up with the rest of the world. Actually, I wanted to use this to provide articles, talks and information for my family that they could use to live the Gospel more fully. The first thing I am going to try to do is attach a talk by Elder David A. Bednar on Families. It was sent to me by Elder

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