What's the deal with the bad links? It's lyschadwick.blogspot.com and blogificationamy.blogspot.com. Is Blogger trying to make me switch to the beta version by making this version unreliable? Grrrrrr.
Anonymous said…
Thanks for the birthday wishes, Emily! I'm so impressed that you remember every year. And, about the 2-for-1 email, I love it-- don't change it!
Thanks for the greetings, kids! It sure was nice spending this weekend with much of the family. We missed Ryan, Jessica, Abby, Jamie and Milo!
Anonymous said…
abby, are you mocking your elder sister?
Anonymous said…
Sarah- not mocking. Actually, quite impressed! I remember Amy coming for Thanksgiving with one or two others and you guys went to Mexico. Right? We missed you too mom.
Doh! I always forget birthdays. It is a future goal of mine to stop doing that. Happy Birthdays and Anniversaries to everyone!
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I'll try again. Can't make my password work. Guess I've been off the blog too long. I well remember the date 1970 in Idaho Falls, and all the trillions of little green spiders that crawled out of the many pine cones my kids & I picked up on the Idaho Falls temple grounds. Alan was home and since I don't do spiders, it was a creepy scary thing but got better when we tossed the pine cones which I wanted for my Blazer Scouts to make Christmas wreaths. I still don't kill my own spiders or anyone elses, which is why I keep Alan around, to protect me from such awful things. What's it called, fear of spiders? Can't remember. Amye, the bride was lovely and we've been glad Dennis had such good sense to make such a great choice.
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Sorry about being anonymous, but the computer wouldn't let me in as Grandma Hyde or Elinor or anything else. At last I succeeded, so will add a few more items. It was a cold November day 1970, and the kids and I were in our van when suddenly they began to shriek about spiders. I really have a phobia about spiders, and with Alan safely at home in Salt Lake that was very serious. Somehow we got all those precious pine cones out of the van but the spiders just kept a comin'. It cured me of picking up pine cones, and my Blazer Scouts had to make do with another Christmas project when my pine cones ran out. I guess I need to confess I still collect pine cones but let them sit in the hot sun in our back yard in mesh sacks onions come in before I dare bring them inside.
Luckily the wedding and all the trimmings went much better than my pine cone collecting. Alan liked to say I was the kind of woman who kept him earning a nice living in the pest control business. That, of course was a lot of years ago but I still don't have to handle my own creepy crawlers of any kind.
Amye, you are the best thing that happened to us when you came into the family and we hope you make it a forever family forever. Love you all. Aunt Elinor
If you are completely unprepared in (almost) every way to birth your child due to the fact that your body does not really do spontaneous labor and you thought you had a good two weeks to worry about details and thus {house is a mess haven't begun to wash or sort baby clothes no newborn diapers ...or bouncy seat ...or swing ...or nursing pads ...or bassinet/port-a-crib for your room ...or pacifiers packed hospital bag is but a distant dream child's big oral presentation on William Clark is not ready to go baby name is not solidified neighbor kids are coming over tomorrow for a playdate not mentally geared up to go drugfree have tickets to Friday night's football game haven't registered with the hospital no groceries in the house} BUT, you're emotionally and physically ready to not be pregnant anymore and to meet this new precious babe and he has joyously turned his little cute self around so he is head-down after all the fuss about being breech, AND, you tiredly say
Discussions of The Mormons are all over the place. Is it weird that the first time I ever heard of the documentary was the end of last week? Let me opine briefly on what I thought, before I read too many other commentaries by people who can better articulate what I am thinking. I mostly liked it and think it was long overdue. I am kind of fascinated by the reaction people have had to our Church throughout its short history, and I don't just mean the negative reaction, although that part fascinates me the most. Join this newfound religion and leave England to follow a prophet who has seen God? Leave my wife and young kids to fend for themselves on the farm while I go on a mission for three years at a time? Pour tar over people and roll them in feathers? Issue an order to exterminate an entire civilization? Not elect somebody because of his religious affiliation? Teach anti-Mormon classes to the 7th graders at my church so they can approach their Mormon friends fully equipped with kn
I'm taking roll . I'm curious: who is reading this? I think it's important to know, for example, if my inquisitive neighbor has read about herself. What about questionable doctrine lady? What about Carly and Marcy ? If you would, just this once, identify yourself in the comments, I would be most appreciative. Friends, strangers, familial relations, lurkers, stalkers, one and all, please come forward. Make yourself known. You can say "here" or "present" or recount what book you are currently reading or your favorite lyric from your favorite song from The Doors. Anything you want to say. Just say something. Ready? Go.
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Can't wait to watch a movie on that grand anniversary flat screen!
I remember Amy coming for Thanksgiving with one or two others and you guys went to Mexico. Right?
We missed you too mom.
Luckily the wedding and all the trimmings went much better than my pine cone collecting. Alan liked to say I was the kind of woman who kept him earning a nice living in the pest control business. That, of course was a lot of years ago but I still don't have to handle my own creepy crawlers of any kind.
Amye, you are the best thing that happened to us when you came into the family and we hope you make it a forever family forever. Love you all. Aunt Elinor