aaron goes to byu-i

The first part of September, I took Aaron to BYU-Idaho.  On the way we stayed with my aunt and uncle in Nampa, then with my Dad and Step-mom in Aberdeen.  It was so good to see family again.  My step-mom recently spent 6 weeks in the hospital, so it was especially good to see her up and about.  And it's always wonderful to spend time with my Dad.

Here is Aaron in his new apartment:

 

The three cabarellos.  These guys went through Scouts together and were part of the Fab Five that got their Eagles.  Isaac and Ben subsequently moved away from Eugene and served missions as well.  Now they're back together.  I hope they're still smiling after a few months of togetherness.

 

The guys seem to have a good sense of self-esteem.

 

Aaron seems excited and happy to be at BYU-Idaho.  We had a great time.

In the evening, we attended a luau and Polynesian dancing show for new students.  So fun!  Here are a couple of clips.  (We were in the back of the auditorium, so the quality of the pictures aren't very good, but they're enough to give you an idea.  In the second one, someone walks in front of the camera towards the beginning.  Don't panic.)

"here comes the trout that must be caught with tickling"

I'm not sure whether David caught this trout by tickling it.  

He did have a good time with the Scouts on the 18th on their fishing trip.

[Apologies to William Shakespeare.]

"my Shepherd will supply my need"

Heather sang a duet with Jenny S. in Sacrament Meeting on Sunday.  I accompanied on the piano, and Tricia B. provided a violin accompaniment as well.  It's a beautiful song.  The words are by Isaac Watts; the tune is by Joseph Funk; this arrangement is by Craig McQueen.  There was such a sweet spirit in the room.  Click on this player to hear this lovely song:

       

   
   
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My Shepherd will supply my need;
Jehovah is His name.
In pastures fresh He makes me feed,
Beside the living stream.
He brings my  wand'ring spirit back,
When I forsake His ways;
And leads me, for His mercy's sake,
In paths of truth and grace.

When I walk through the shades of death
Thy presence is my stay;
One word of Thy supporting breath
Drives all my fears away.
Thy hand, in sight of all my foes,
Doth still my table spread;
My cup with blessings overflows,
Thine oil anoints my head.

The sure provisions of my God
Attend me all my days;
O may Thy house be my abode,
And all my work be praise.
There would I find a settled rest,
While others go and come;
No more a stranger, nor a guest,
But like a child at home.
   

mr. fixit

Nelson has been one busy guy this summer.  Here is a list of things he has fixed/replaced so far:

• replaced the rear struts on the Nova
• installed a new dishwasher
• stained some scratches on my old desk
• fixed a door lock
• replaced the hose timer
• replaced a spray nozzle on my kitchen sink
• taken out our old tub and installed a new one  (See post here.)

Some of these were major endeavors!  I can't imagine how much we'd have had to pay someone to do these things.  I'm so blessed to have a hubby who is handy around the house, the garage, the yard.

Thank you, Sweetie!

the home of lost pens and pencils

You know how you get a phone call and you need a pen or pencil to take a message and you can never find a one and you wonder where they all disappear to?  

Well, I think I know...

 

I think they come to my house.  

I don't even know where half--make that 90%-- of these came from!  I am always sending pens and pencils with Nelson to school.  Either they are multiplying in my pencil holder or they are coming by way of a black hole from your place to mine...