Eleven twenty-five


Happy anniversary to the two lovely people who brought me into this world. They are the best.


And happy birthday to two lovely friends: Alyssa and my newest oldest friend to start blogging, Amy!

Comments

Emily said…
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.
November 25, 2006 8:48 AM
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!
November 25, 2006 10:11 AM
Anonymous said…
That Dennis and Amye have some good lookin' little ones!
November 25, 2006 12:33 PM
Anonymous said…
does that go for the big ones too? Happy happy mom and dad!
November 25, 2006 12:57 PM
Anonymous said…
eleven + twenty-five = 36 years
November 26, 2006 8:08 AM
Anonymous said…
Sarah is a detective.
Can't wait to watch a movie on that grand anniversary flat screen!
November 26, 2006 12:36 PM
Anonymous said…
Thanks for the happy birthday Emily. I have fond memories of spending Thanksgiving with your family our sophmore year of college.
November 26, 2006 3:03 PM
amyegodfrey said…
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!
November 26, 2006 6:32 PM
Anonymous said…
abby, are you mocking your elder sister?
November 26, 2006 8:52 PM
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.
November 27, 2006 11:16 AM
Suzie Petunia said…
Doh! I always forget birthdays. It is a future goal of mine to stop doing that. Happy Birthdays and Anniversaries to everyone!
November 27, 2006 4:18 PM
Anonymous said…
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.
December 04, 2006 8:08 PM
Anonymous said…
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
December 04, 2006 8:15 PM
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