Blessed

Michael's parents came to town for commencement and Father's Day!

(Mandy has Ev, Michael has Millie)

It was a great day to be a father . . .
And a lovely day to be a mother . . .
And an excellent day to be blessed.

Amelia left, Evelyn right

Counting My Blessings

The transmission on Dora (our Explorer) bit the dust before I attempted the 750 mile drive to my mom's house. Since it has taken a week to rebuild, I'm so happy it didn't go out in Burley (or somewhere even more remote than Burley). I try to think of this happy coincidence instead of the unhappy price tag. Nor will I dwell on the fact that Dora is only 1000 miles past the expiration of her warranty.

I already own Michael Jackson's History albums, so I don't care that his music is sold out all over town.

My dreadmill motor decided to kick the bucket in the summertime (the summertime part is the blessing). That buys me a little more time of outdoor running before I have to replace it. Also, sometimes its nice to feel more like a runner and less like a gerbil on it's wheel.

My sister Brianna has been visiting for a whole week! She helped me to plan and execute Alice's 5th birthday party, and proved her skills as a painter of kid faces.

We have a pool. The kids are exhausted every night by dinnertime from it's use.

Michael's call schedule has been unusually light (knock on wood).

This economy has me thinking that I've never been so thankful to have no retirement savings and to not own our own house.

I get to see my Utah family and friends soon!