4.30.2007

Thanks Jessika!

What a treat. I had such a lovely week with my London pal Jessika. She was a perfect house guest, and I think I can safely say that we wore each other out! We did all the usual things around here, Disneyland, an afternoon at the beach, yummy dinners and lunches out... But we did some other things that have been conspicuous by their absence from my life. Namely:

1. A girls' day out

2. A couple of girls' nights in

Yikes, I needed that.

We spent our girls' day out touring Hollywood Blvd. complete with its walk of stars, and the Kodak and Graumin Chinese Theaters. We ate lunch at a Creperie in the Hollywood Galleria, and then enjoyed a leisurely drive through Beverly Hills to Rodeo Drive. Yes folks, Rodeo Drive. We paced the showcases inside and out of Tiffany's, goggled at Gucci, and dreamed over Dior.



We spent our girls' nights in relaxing tired feet, chatting through chick flicks, and trying not to eat too much ice cream.

Yikes, I needed that too.

It was actually a bit of a crazy week for both of us. Cori had finished his interviews, and he and I were in the midst of some serious decision making. This was made crazier by Cori's schedule with the Young Men as he was away at night, and then on a backpacking trip. And, no sooner had Jessika gotten here, but she received a phone call that set some changes into motion in her life as well. I really enjoyed having her with me through the week, despite the all phone call breaks we both were obligated to take. For pictures and more details, you'll have to checkout Jessika's blog in the next week or so (I've got a link on my sidebar).

Thanks again, Jessika! We loved having you with us!

Missionary Memories

It seems like my time as a missionary might as well have been a lifetime ago. So many significant things have happened in my life between now and then. Yet, so much of who I am I owe to the sculpting I received while a missionary. So I know I carry my mission with me everyday, though my memory of street names, people's names, and memorized scriptures is getting a bit shaky.

But, isn't it amazing how the smallest brush with a living piece of your past can bring so much to the front of your mind?
This weekend, I was given a special gift. I got a call from an old friend who I got to help teach and who was baptized while I was serving in a singles ward. She was in town for a singles conference, and happened to have my contact information with her. It was so special to spend some time with her. I listened to her talk about going to the Temple. I listened to her talk about feeling and following the Spirit. I listened to her talk about her sister (for whom we prayed and worked and prayed some more) who is now a strong member of the Church and who has gone to the Temple.
An amazing period of my life was brought from off the shelf and opened wide. I treasured its pages and added a few lines. I was renewed in so many ways. Thanks for the visit Marisol. And thanks Jessika, for rolling with all the punches while you were here!

4.17.2007

What I've been reading

Between all the traveling we've done lately, and all the nights I've spent on the couch or in bed feeling less than great, I've done quite a bit of reading. In no particular order, here's a little taste of what I've had my nose in.

The Memory Keeper's Daughter
This is a novel that I loved at its beginning, detested in its rising action, and adored at its denouement. Despite my range of emotional reactions, it was a page turner. I was surprised. Edwards has a remarkable talent for putting indescribable experiences into just the right words. Her descriptions of being a new parent, finding clothes that fit a week after delivery, nursing, loving, and trying to keep things together were nostalgically perfect. She weaves a compelling story of an unthinkable secret that affects two families. One family is completely devastated as a result of this secret. And juxtaposed to the devastation is another family that flowers in love and security. The narrative warns of fear and selfishness simultaneously glimmering with redemption and hope. The characters are real, hence my detestation at watching some of them change and degenerate because of their choices. I took a new look at my interpersonal relationships, as well as my own fears insecurities that I allow to influence my choices.

The Remains of the Day
This was a re-read that I try to get in every year or so. Its one of my favorites. Ishiguro won the Booker Prize (the most prestigious literary award in the UK) for this novel. Its narrative style is very unique as the story is told in the past tense times two. Stevens, the protagonist, is in the midst of a big change and he takes a journey through his past as he travels to meet an old friend. The reader is constantly being thrust from his memories to the situations he is encountering along his trip. The fantastic effect of this style is that we are seeing everything through Steven's paradigm and Ishiguro challenges us to read what has been written between the lines. What unfolds is a quietly tragic tale of a life lived for the wrong cause. I learned so much about myself when I first read this. It was like holding a magnification mirror up to a piece of me I had never wanted to see. But it was liberating to acknowledge this part of myself, because I was able to change it. I realized that I had given myself certain titles, like Stevens. He was the quintessential butler, and allowed this title to rule his behavior to the point that he wasn't consciously making his own choices. Similarly, I had defined myself by titles like 'straight A student', or 'go to girl' and I was shocked to see how much I allowed these titles to occasionally rule over my choices and skew my priorities. The lesson is learned anew every time I read it, as I am constantly adding new titles to my identity. This was my first time reading the novel as a mother, and I had a list of things to work on when I finished.

Fitzwilliam Darcy, Gentleman
An Assembly Such as This
This is a novel in three parts that my mom sent to me. She has read several Pride and Prejudice (or P&P as we true fans call it) re-works and sequels, and proclaimed this her favorite. I was skeptical at first, but once I was in, I couldn't put the book down. I LOVE IT! Though, I've only read the first installment, and half of the second. It brilliantly tells the P&P story entirely from Darcy's point of view. Aidan weaves in and out of Austen's narrative, quoting dialogues exactly. But every action point has a new light shining on it as we approach it from Darcy's perspective. The novel as a concept makes a ton of sense to me. Its almost like Austen intended to go back some day and write the 'He Said' companion to this 'She Said' novel. There is so much of Darcy's life and situation that don't get explored- he is such a darn enigma! This novel is laced with historical information and laugh-out-loud comical interactions that put a lot of meat onto Darcy's character. It cleverly explores the sources of Darcy's seemingly abrupt and inconsistent behaviors. I was worried that reading a work like this would taint my original P&P experiences, but on the contrary, this series has only enhanced so far.
The Nazi Officer's Wife
I read this one for book club. I've read several books about the Holocaust, and this one was decidedly different. It is the true story of how Edith Hahn Beer, a Jew from Vienna, survived the Holocaust by assuming a false identity and ultimately marrying a Nazi. It was fascinating to read about how the Nazi's and the war were viewed as they spread across Europe. It was also heartbreaking to be involved in her story as she struggled through complete rejection as a Jew in a Nazi world, only to be rejected by other Jews in a post Nazi world because she didn't go to a concentration camp. Through all of her heartache, she was ambitious and optimistic. She completed law school and practiced as a judge. She experienced motherhood. She had true joy and happiness in her life. I would laugh and turn the page and cry and turn the page and laugh again. I definitely recommend this book.

4.16.2007

A weekend at home

Ahhh.

Yes that was a sigh.

We had a whole weekend at home,

without any big church events that either of us needed to head,

without any trips to the airport,

without any dramatic illnesses (though we spent the week working on that one),

without mountains of catch up work,

without anything really planned.

We watched episodes of The Office and of Lost that we had missed over the last weeks. We slept in. I was able to get 5 loads of laundry done in 2 hours flat sans Grace. We spent a couple of hours at the beach. We all took a nap. We met our friends Carl, Kris, and little Wesley (whom we have not seen for too long) for yummy Chinese food. We enjoyed the Sabbath together.


This is how we spent most of the week. Gracie contracted a very aggressive respiratory virus, and we spent several days on a heavy regiment of nebulizer treatments, anti-biotics, and steroids. Scary stuff, but she's doing well. What a little trooper! She was especially good about the nebulizer. Saturday morning cartoons with Dad certainly helped.
Grace chasing birds.
Chilly weather wasn't going to keep this guy out of the water. It sure kept me on shore!
Don't worry. We're not getting used to the leisurely life. It was the calm before the storm. Cori is officially on the hunt for his next rotation. Its hard to believe we've been here nearly a year already. He interviews in AZ this week, and next weekend he's going to IL for another interview. And these are just the offers that came his way before he was officially looking. We'll have some big decisions to make in the next few weeks. Tentative moving date: the beginning of June. Yikes.

4.11.2007

Happy Easter

We had a wonderful Easter weekend full of family, family, and more family. We were in Utah for a few busy days. Cori's sister and brother-in-law, Arianne and Will, just barely welcomed a new baby into their family. It was a treat to visit with them, as Arianne and baby James were to remain home bound for the weekend's festivities. One of Cori's other sisters and husband, Brittany and Cory, blessed their new baby boy on Sunday. We also got to spend time with two of my favorite ladies in the whole wide world, my grandmother and great grandmother, Grandma Bettie and Mama Jo. Throw in three BBQ's (Thanks Damien, Danielle and kids for coming up to play with us!), two Easter egg hunts with all the cousins, lots of driving between Elk Ridge, Salt Lake and Roy, and some late nights and early mornings and voila! You've got one happy and pooped little family. The fun continued as we came home to some very special house guests. Cori's youngest sister, Tiffany, runs track for SUU and had a couple of meets in So Cal. this week. Rather than make the drive twice, she and a couple of her team mates stayed at our place in between meets. We overnighted them the keys to our apt. and they bravely navigated the LA metro system to make the 54 mile trip from San Dimas to Palos Verdes. It was fun coming home to a full house.


Easter Egg hunt at Grandpa Randy's house

Mmmm, chocolate

Easter Egg hunt at Cory and Britt's. Gracie's egg won the egg cracking contest. The cool shades were an Easter gift from Gpa Ray and Gma Sandy. And the binki... someone needed a nap.

Playing at the park with cousin Kourtni.

We are flying a kite in this one.

Brittany, Cory, and the little man of the hour, baby Ashton.

At Grandma Bettie and Mama Jo's house

Gracie's first solitaire lesson

Cori, Grace and Tiffany at Tiff's meet at Cal State Long Beach


4.05.2007

We're back...

again

No sooner had I finally caught up with my pre-Paris life (and pre-pregnancy life now that I think about it), but that we got to have another vacation! Cori's mom and step-dad, Sandy and Ray, came to visit and were able to stay 9 wonderful days. I gladly replaced my everyday life to its familiar spot on the back burner, and enjoyed the visit- but not as much as Gracie did! We spent a day at the aquarium, a day at Disneyland, a half day shopping, and we went to the Temple and a Josh Groban concert (so much fun!). We went to the park, played 9 holes of golf, and did some whale watching at Pointe Vincent. We went to our favorite Hawaiian grill one night, and a couple of nights later took food from the best Mexican food place ever to the beach for a pic-nick. We made a little exodus out to see the house Ray's father built and had a lovely visit there. It was so wonderful having them staying with us. We enjoyed every bit. I only hope it felt like a vacation for them! We stayed pretty busy.













And, even as I type, I am packing and cleaning for we depart to the airport in just 45 minutes. Phew. So to those of you patiently awaiting the regails of our Paris adventure, I must impose on you just a little longer... we'll be back on Monday. :)