The other day I came into work to find the name tag normally affixed to my cube lying on the floor instead. Someone had probably gotten snagged on it while walking by. Given the sharp aluminum corners, I can’t really blame them for immediately seeking first aid instead of trying to put it back up. The thing is, though, once one of these tags has come off, they never stick quite the same again.
Tanks for the Memories
“How long has this been there?”
Eric looked quizzically at me in response and then his eyes zeroed in on the whitish ring adorning the left side of my pewter blue jacket, the one I always feel very stylish and trendy when I wear. He said all he knew for sure was that it wasn’t there before we’d left for church that morning—at least for a few minutes I was child debris free, but beyond that he couldn’t be sure.
Wet, Cold, Snowy
Last night I had a dream that the sun had come out and melted all the snow off of my driveway. It was a nice dream. In reality, as I got ready to head out to an early church meeting this morning, I found another six inches piled on. And it was still snowing!
Gerrit’s Green Lightning
Cub Scout racing events have definitely been down and up for our family. Ethan’s pinewood derby car came in last place in every race, but his raingutter regatta boat was unbeatable. We missed out on the rockets — I think we were out of town — so the next event was pinewood derby again. Of course, Ethan has moved on to the eleven year old scouts, so it was Gerrit’s turn to give it a go. Continue reading “Gerrit’s Green Lightning”
The Gerbils Are On the Roof And We Can’t Get Them Down
Our gerbils died and for a few days Ethan and Gerrit were sad. We buried them at the base of our recently planted apple trees.
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Brothers’ Weekend
When my siblings and I were young, I remember going to the Oregon coast occasionally. As I recall, Alan would make little double-pontooned cars dubbed “skeeters”, and we would dash through the shallow water with them towed by a string while they skimmed over sand and surf. There weren’t any skeeters this time, but last weekend we brothers had a chance to go back to the coast for a brief getaway.
The Hills Are Alive With the Sound of Rehearsal Tracks
A few weeks ago, a sister in our ward told me that Lehi city’s production of The Sound of Music was in desperate need of men — especially men with ballroom dance experience. She, Gina, was acting as choreographer, and explained that the women in the show were unhappy with the prospect of dancing the Ländler without partners. Also, some Nazis would enhance the show a bit. Having recently played a dancing Nazi in a roadshow parody of The Sound of Music, I thought it wouldn’t be too much of a stretch to play a dancer and a Nazi in the real thing.
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Bowling for Knowledge
Who was the first territorial governor of Utah? What cities did the pony express run between? Who was the sculptor of the Statue of Liberty? What year was the Statue of Liberty given to the United States? Where is said Statue located?
If you can answer these questions without the aid of an internet search engine you might belong on one of Eaglecrest’s Knowledge bowl teams. If you answered the above questions without breathing—in or out, blinking, or swallowing then you probably belong on the Bonneville team.
Gerrit’s Baptism
Gerrit was baptized and confirmed on Saturday, June 30, 2007. Before the ordinances, Gerrit said he was excited because his sins would be washed away, and because Ethan said it was fun.
Coach Dad
Something a little unexpected happened before Gerrit’s basketball season this year. Normally, the coach calls to introduce himself and say when the first game will be. Instead, we got a call from the rec department saying, “We don’t have a coach for your son’s team. Do you want to do it?” Continue reading “Coach Dad”