I realized that the majority of my family members have never seen where I live. So here is a close up of the ol' abode. We have an unattached garage that you can't see from this picture. We also have acreage--11 to be exact. I have painted the front doors about 12 times. Every year I get an urge to see a slightly different color. This year I'm on a purple kick.
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Our House
I realized that the majority of my family members have never seen where I live. So here is a close up of the ol' abode. We have an unattached garage that you can't see from this picture. We also have acreage--11 to be exact. I have painted the front doors about 12 times. Every year I get an urge to see a slightly different color. This year I'm on a purple kick.
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Losin' it
I am a fairly organized person, most of the time. I usually don't forget meeting or things I'm supposed to take places. Yesterday, however, I was humbled. Roger and I went to the temple and on the way we were going to visit one of his interns. So I grabbed my temple bag, some food, some water, a book to read and we dashed out the door. We stopped about an hour later to get gas and the realization hit me--I forgot my purse. No driver's license (I had been driving), no cell phone and no temple recommend. We couldn't go back home as Roger had to see his intern. So Roger took over at the wheel and I sunk down in my seat, feeling like a dork.
Well, long story short, I did get into the temple. But it was humbling for me to see people come in (including Roger) and I couldn't go in. It felt terrible. I realized I didn't want to be on the outside looking in. I don't think I'll forget my purse again.
Well, long story short, I did get into the temple. But it was humbling for me to see people come in (including Roger) and I couldn't go in. It felt terrible. I realized I didn't want to be on the outside looking in. I don't think I'll forget my purse again.
Thursday, November 15, 2007
November 15, 2007
Knowing that people may read this gives me pause in writing. However, I shall move forward and once again follow the example of my big sis, who told me today to get online and get my blog!
A brief explanation of the name of the blog--we live in the lower peninsula of Michigan and it is common when meeting with other Michiganders that we use our hands to shape our state. The left hand is the lower peninsula and the right hand goes across the top of the left fingers representing the upper peninsula. The lower peninsula is often referred to as the "mitt". People often point to areas on the "mitt" indicating where they are from, and from this you can get a vague idea of where our life has led us.
Stay tuned for more!
A brief explanation of the name of the blog--we live in the lower peninsula of Michigan and it is common when meeting with other Michiganders that we use our hands to shape our state. The left hand is the lower peninsula and the right hand goes across the top of the left fingers representing the upper peninsula. The lower peninsula is often referred to as the "mitt". People often point to areas on the "mitt" indicating where they are from, and from this you can get a vague idea of where our life has led us.
Stay tuned for more!
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