Sunday, August 30, 2020

Creeper

The "Tooth Fairy" came over this evening, hoping we might have a toothbrush she could give to Cora who lost her first tooth today. The Tooth Fairy didn't want to have to go to the store on a Sunday night, but I didn't have a red toothbrush, and that color detail was pretty critical. Sadly, the Tooth Fairy's ox ended up in the mire, and off she went to the pharmacy. She came by around 9:30 when the children were supposed to be in bed, going to sleep. As you can see from these pictures, Brandt was not going to sleep. Instead, he was being a creeper, taking pictures of Mikayla unaware, and trying to be unobtrusive at the top of the stairs, listening to our conversation. 

He's a funny kid.



Fugitive

Last night was our annual DeMartini Family Fugitive game. Brandt and Blythe have been talking about it for weeks, planning routes, talking about years past, scheming how they might catch people. Blythe asked me to run with her and Makenna, and I agreed I would. We swam in the afternoon, then went to Christopher and Tysen's house for dinner, then waited for it to get dark.


As we were getting ready to load up to drive to the stake center, everyone was dividing into teams. Rowen (6) and Collin (9) wanted to run this year, the first time for both of them. None of the big kids really wanted them on their teams, so I agreed to run with them. We called our team RoCoKa. We drove over to the stake center, took the obligatory picture, and then launched off.

I don't know the three kids between Crew and Griffin. 
But the rest are DeMars, ready for another year of fun.

We had three cars hunting: Mikayla with Cora and Kal and Blake, Eugene and Sharae, and Christopher and Tysen. They drove slowly through the neighborhood, peering out the windows and trying to find us.

I was fairly convinced that we were going to get caught early on, and I think everyone else was too. The young guys who ran with Crew and Griffin (I don't know all of them) were all athletic and fast, and were probably confident they could make it back to the house with ease. Brandt, Luke, Blythe, and Makenna all decided to go together, which is not as good because that's too many people. But they are bigger and faster, I suppose. Guy and Brick ran together, too, and we were fairly certain they would make it back because Guy can "throw" Brick over fences, and he doesn't feel any concern about going in people's back yards. Rowen and Collin are small and not as fast, and I am old and not fast at all, so our winning seemed like a long shot.

Where we did have an advantage over the bigger kids was patience. Rowen and Collin were willing to follow my lead, and I was willing to have us hide for longer stretches of time, if necessary, especially as it allowed me to catch my breath. The boys, too. We ran from dark spot to large bush to next dark spot, hiding in yards off the street. We crouched behind a row of small hedge plants, along houses where there were dark spots, behind cars, and in unfenced backyards. We would wait as searchers drove past, not moving until more than one car had passed our hiding spot. We ran through sprinklers, avoided the yards with dogs, and tried not to activate motion sensor lights.

In the end, we won! While Guy and Brick made it back to the house by 10:00 and also beat the hunters, Team RoCoKa made it back first, with maybe ten or fifteen minutes to spare. Everyone was stunned, including me. Rowen and Collin were both super, super excited, thrilled that we won on their first time running. Everyone else got caught. I was tickled for our success.

Team RoCoKa
WINNERS!!!
While Rowen was happy to run with me and be on my team,
he was not super happy about my enthusiasm for this picture. 
He wouldn't cheer with me and Collin.
Even at six, he's way too cool to be silly.

This morning, I am less tickled by the fact that Ka can hardly move. My ankles and knees are sore. My feet are killing me. My quads are on fire. I could hardly get out of bed, the stairs are agony, and moving anything makes me wince. I clearly think I can still do all the things I did when I was 25, not remembering that I'm now, in fact, twice that old. The last time I ran was while playing Fugitive last year, and I forget that the pounding hurts. It's no wonder I bike. The sweet win, however, makes the pain slightly more bearable. 

If I'm going to run next year, I need to begin training several months in advance.

Friday, August 28, 2020

A Colonoscopy

*Although they do exist, no pictures will be included in this post. *

I'm fifty now. I had my annual physical at the beginning of August, and now that I'm fifty, all sorts of exciting medical things get to happen for the first time, or the tenth time. This week, not only did I get to have a mammogram, I also got to have a colonoscopy. And because I was having a colonoscopy, the hospital required that I have a Covid test. It was a week of unpleasant things. 

I'm happy to report that while the mammogram was painful, it all came back clear. Phew! 
*This is where there could be pictoral evidence, but there's not.*

I'm also happy to report that while the Covid test wasn't a treat, it was less painful than the mammogram and of considerably shorter duration. 

Waiting for my turn to have a swab shoved up my nose.
Maureen advised that I inhale as they inserted the swab which would make it hurt less.
I did and it was bearable.

Then today, I had my colonoscopy. Everyone told me how awful the prep was, how miserable you are drinking the nasty stuff that clears you could completely, how badly you sleep because you've got to be to go every hour. I'm pleased to report that my prep wasn't horrible, I drank Miralax mixed with Crystal Light, and was able to sleep reasonably well for being on the couch and having to wake in the middle of the night to finish off the prep. 

Also even more pleased to report that I was out for the procedure, so the shoving of a camera up my posterior sounds super awful, I was unaware of it happening, and that's just the way I like it. The doctor did find one medium sized, pre-cancerous polyp, which he removed, so I get to do this all over again in three years. There are several pictures I could post here of both the polyp and its removal, as well as other parts of the inside of my colon, but you don't want to see them, and I don't want to show them to you. So no picture posted here. 

Kent came with me as I couldn't drive after the procedure, and then took me home so I could nap. 

While none of this was particularly pleasant, I am happy to report that I got paid to do all of it. I have accumulated sick leave pay, which will not be paid out to me after I am done at the Census, so I had to use it or lose it. I made pretty good money as the doctors smashed boobs, swabbed nostrils, and look around my large intestines. 

Three cheers for staying healthy.

Tuesday, August 25, 2020

A Swim and Snow Cones

 School has started, but it's still summer and the kids are hardly in school, so swimming continues largely unabated. Not for me, because I'm still at work. But Mikayla is still taking her kids practically every day, and Brandt still goes with them often. Like today. It was a swimming, snow cone kind of day. 

Looking at these pictures, life looks pretty sweet.





Sunday, August 23, 2020

Three Guys on a Swing

Studio C had two guys on a scooter (really 11 guys, but who's counting?). We've got three guys, really cute ones, on a swing. I'm pretty sure they could squish two or three more on there.



Sunday Selfies

Sunday selfies.
This week from our Blythe.

 

Friday, August 21, 2020

Getting to Know You

 School has started, and today Blythe completed a "Getting to Know You" assignment for one of her classes. I liked the answers which I sneakily wrote down as she answered them online.

  • Use three words to describe yourself: writer, confident, silly
  • What do you like to do in your spare time: write, read, talk to friends, listen to music, swing
  • If you could interview anyone, who would it be and what would you ask them: Rory Landon who wrote the Ever After series; I'd ask pretty much everything.
  • What bugs you: Harry Potter fans, people who don't capitalize their names, when two friends to trust falls at the same time (who do you catch?)
  • I wish: Black and White people were equal in everything
  • What social media do you like: Wattpad (a writing site)
  • What are you good at: Being crazy
  • What is your favorite show: Music Freaks, then she changed her mind and said The Emperor's New Groove
  • What do you hope to get better at this year: Math
  • What is your favorite app: Groove Pad or Wattpad
  • What is your favorite music: Night Core
  • What is your favorite game: Roblox Royal High
  • What is your favorite class and why: Creative Writing (even though she doesn't have it until second semester) because I love writing
  • What is your least favorite class: Math
  • What is your favorite field trip: Butchart Gardens (even though she hasn't been yet)
  • What do you wish teachers would do differently: Not give homework
  • What do you like teachers to do: Make jokes and get off track

Wednesday, August 19, 2020

First Day of School

After being off of school for 158 days, Brandt and Blythe returned today. School began, although not at all like normal. We are in the midst of a pandemic and the school district is trying to make school safe and accessible, while still maintaining safety through social distance and health measures. It will make for a strange schedule.

Only half the students are going to school two days a week, Monday and Wednesday, while the other half will go Tuesday and Thursday. Fridays will be for help and teacher preparations. School is short, there is no hot lunch service, and if they choose, students can go to school completely online. That means we've got two days at school, and lots of days at home. We would rather be at school every day, but there are lots of concerns, so we'll do what we can.

Brandt began high school and Blythe began junior high. It's amazing to me how fast time has gone. Blythe has been a bit anxious about finding her classes, having friends in her classes, and feeling like it will all be too big and different. Brandt has been less concerned. They both have been very ready to go back. In order to help with the nerves, I color-coded their classrooms based on which days they have classes, Blythe having an A day and a B day, and Brandt having Even or Odd days. Blythe has ten classes, five each day; Brandt has eight, four each day.

They were both up in good time this morning, in spite of the fact that no one has gone to bed at a decent hour in the last 158 days. I made muffins and we sent them out the door, ready for a new school year. Actually, Kent drove Brandt over on the scooter. Blythe met Lilly Bradford and they walked to school together. Even if they don't have a class together, at least they can walk to and from school, talking all the way.

When I got home, I inquired how it all went. Blythe needed help finding her first class, but was able to follow the map to all the others. She had to eat lunch in her classroom, without the chance to see who else has lunch the same time she does. She has Maggie Davidson in her first class, as well as the three "most annoying boys" from Rock Canyon. She'll feel right at home. She's got a fun schedule, with electives Film and Literature, Speech and Debate, Painting, and both World and Ancient Civilizations. Sadly, because of Covid, she doesn't get a locker and she doesn't get to stand around chatting before and after school.

Brandt was able to find his four classes. He has Woods, which will be hard to do online, Seminary ("It's like church, but at school!"), and Theater and Technical Arts, also hard to do online. He knows a couple of people in his classes, and because lunch is at the end of the day, he just came home and ate. He walked home which is awfully convenient.

We hope it will be a good year. We hope we get to the point where the kids can be there all day, every day. We hope it's not all shut down in two weeks because of an explosion of Covid cases. We hope, we hope, we hope.


Our ninth grade Freshman!!



Our seventh grade middle schooler!


Two parents seeing their offspring off to a new adventure!

In addition to being the first day of school, it is also National Soft-serve Ice Cream Day. We went with Mikayla and her crew to get ice cream. It was hot hot hot today, and the ice cream melted really quickly. We all ended up covered in ice cream.





Tuesday, August 18, 2020

Let's Go Swimming!


Mikayla sent me this picture while I was at work today. It's my happy boy and my happy niece. I love them both! 

I wish I was with them.


Sunday, August 16, 2020

National Tell a Joke Day

We had our neighbors, the Stovalls, come for dinner this evening. As it is National Tell a Joke Day, I asked them each to come prepared to share a joke. After dinner, we all shared. Here are some of the jokes.

Why didn't the chicken cross the road?  Because he was too chicken.
Mark (5, autistic) told this joke, and when he got to the punchline, he held up two fingers. Because he was "two" chicken. That threw Kent off, who didn't understand why two chickens couldn't cross the road. That was funny, two!

What did the traffic light say to the car?  Don't look--I'm about to change! (Rebekah)

How does Darth Vader like his toast?  On the dark side.  (Elizabeth)

Why did the masseuse have to close his shop?  He kept rubbing people the wrong way. (Brandt)

A duck waddles into a corner store and asks the man behind the counter, "Got any duck food?" "No," the man replies. We don't carry duck food. This is a grocery store." So the duck waddles out. The next day, the duck waddles into the corner store again and asks the man behind the counter, "Got any duck food?" "Hey!" the man says. "I recognize you. You're that duck that was in here yesterday. I told you we don't have any duck food. We've never had duck food and we never will. Now get out of here! If I see you in here again, I'll nail your little webbed feet to the floor." So the duck waddles out. Wouldn't you know it, the next day, the duck waddles into the corner store and asks the man behind the counter, "Got any nails?" "No," the man replies. "Got any duck food?" the duck asks.  (Katherine)

What's the best think about Switzerland?  I don't know, but the flag's a big plus. (Zach)

I bought some shoes from a drug dealer. I'm not sure what he laced them with, but I've been tripping all day. (Rebekah, joke two, who didn't really understand it at all.)

A man was driving along a rural road one day when he saw a three legged chicken running down the road. He was amused enough to drive along side it for a while, as he was driving he noticed the chicken was running 30 mph.  Pretty fast chicken, he thought, I wonder just how fast it can run. So he sped up and the chicken did too! They were now moving along the road at 45 mph! The man in the car sped up again, to his surprise the chicken was still running ahead of him at 60 mph!!! Suddenly the chicken turned off the road and ran down a long driveway leading to a farmhouse. The man followed the chicken to the house and saw a man in the yard with dozens of three legged chickens. The man in the car called out to the farmer "How did you get all these three legged chickens?" The farmer replied, "I breed 'em. Ya see it's me, my wife and my son living here and we all like to eat the chicken leg. Since a chicken only has two legs, I started breeding this three legged variety so we could all eat our favorite piece." "That's amazing!" said the driver "How do they taste?" "Don't rightly know, I ain't caught one yet!"  (Kent)

How do you make a tissue dance? Put a little boogie in it. (Dakin)

Have you heard about the mathematician afraid of negative numbers?  I head he'd stop at nothing to avoid them. (Luke)

What did the acorn say when it grew up? Geometry!  (John)

Sadly, Blythe chose not to participate, so no joke from her. She was going to share the following--Do you want to hear a dirty joke?  A horse walked through some mud.--but she decided it wasn't very funny, got stuck on it, and couldn't come up with anything else. 

It was a fun evening!



Sunday Afternoon Romp

We needed to get out of the house and I called Mikayla and asked if she wanted to meet us at the school for a romp. She did, and so did her kids, so we all met at Rock Canyon. The kids ran around and played on the equipment, Mikayla and I talked and wrangled Freya and Thea who like to balance on things but can't always get from one to the other, and we all enjoyed being in the sun and being together. 



 

Saturday, August 15, 2020

A Census Enumerator


Months ago, like way back in February, Kent was hired to be a Census enumerator, a door-to-door census taker. With all the Covid-19 related closures and delays, he hasn't been able to start working until this month. But he started last week, and has been out counting. Kent is good with people and he's determined to get information, so he's been knocking off cases at a consistently high "kill" rate. It's hot out there, but he is persevering. The Census is offering extra incentives to work because Non-Response Follow Up (NRFU) only goes until the end of September. If you work over 25 hours a week and have a .75% per hour completion rate, you can make $100 a week for three weeks, plus a $500 bonus if you make it the three weeks. We are highly motivated to get him out there. So far, week two, he's on track for the bonus. 

Here's to getting everyone counted once, only once, and in the right place!

Thursday, August 13, 2020

Friendly Neighborhood Swimming

While I worked today, the kids went swimming at Grandma Sue's house. I suggested that Kent take them and the Stovalls, as the Stovalls are remodeling their house, it is all torn apart, floors are being refinished, and they can hardly be inside. A swim seemed in order. Apparently Dakin agreed, so they all went to swim, even Emmett. Dakin texted me the following pictures which both delighted and saddened me. Everyone is enjoying the pool which makes me happy, but I am not there, and that makes me sad. It would seem that Emmett was also sad, but for just the opposite reason; he doesn't like to swim.



Tuesday, August 11, 2020

Game Night


Mikayla's sister-in-law Jill is in town from California. She wanted to hang out with Mikayla and have a game night, specifically to play cards, and asked if Mom and I could come over and we could play. No way we were passing up that kind of invitation! We gathered this evening for treats and cards, playing 500 and Hand and Foot in between wrangling small children. We talked and laughed and had a marvelous good time.
 

Saturday, August 8, 2020

Outdoor Movie Night



We gathered at Eugene and Sharae's house for outdoor movie night tonight. In the past, we have done this activity at our house, but Eugene and Sharae have a big screen that fits perfectly between the supports of their pergola and a nice projector, a large yard, and a popcorn maker. Plus, they always travel to the rest of us (not far, I know, but still). So we went to their house. We watched Onward, a Disney Pixar film about two brothers who go on a quest to bring back their dead father for a day. It's funny and sweet and ugly cry inducing if you're the right kind of movie watcher. I am. It was great to be with cousins, eat popcorn and candy, and watch a fun film. Hooray for cousin fun!

 

Sunday, August 2, 2020

Sunday is for Celebrating

Today is both National Sisters Day AND National Ice Cream Sandwich Day. Mikayla came over with her wild crew for dessert. She brought ice cream sandwiches and the kids all had one. The adults, including Grandma Sue who came for dinner, had pie and ice cream. Delicious all the way around! I love my sister and I am so glad she lives close to me. I miss being with her and her little people as I work so much now. But I'm always happy to be with her and am grateful for the light she is in my life. I love her--even more than ice cream sandwiches!



And because it's Sunday, Brandt had to take a selfie.
He did this while supposedly taking our picture.

Bearing Testimony in Church

Church is weird at the moment. Only a third of the ward meets at a time, and then only those under 65. Everyone is in masks, we don't sing, there is one speaker, and it's all over in about 40 minutes. It has been nice to be with the saints again, even though we are few in number each session--between 50 and 60--and we don't get to visit very much. There is no hand shaking, no hugging, no snuggling up together on a bench.

Today was the second time we've met since March. The first time we met, I was released. Today, the bishop asked me to bear a five minute testimony, but I was the only one speaking, so I figured I would speak. He wasn't likely to jump up and stop me, if only because we are social distancing and he shouldn't be within six feet of me.

Here is my talk.

The bishop asked me last week if I would speak to you today. As I have thought about what to share, I have come back over and over to Mosiah, chapter 18. Here we read about the repentance of Alma after he is converted by Abinadi. He is driven out of King Noah’s court, goes into hiding, and writes all the words of Abinadi. Then he goes about secretly teaching, gathering in Mormon those who believe him. There was in Mormon “a fountain of pure water,” and Alma invites those who have followed him to be baptized. I love the way he extends his invitation. Starting in verse 8, Alma says, 
8 And it came to pass that he said unto them: Behold, here are the waters of Mormon (for thus were they called) and now, as ye are desirous to come into the fold of God, and to be called his people, and are willing to bear one another’s burdens, that they may be light;
9 Yea, and are willing to mourn with those that mourn; yea, and comfort those that stand in need of comfort, and to stand as witnesses of God at all times and in all things, and in all places that ye may be in, even until death, that ye may be redeemed of God, and be numbered with those of the first resurrection, that ye may have eternal life—
10 Now I say unto you, if this be the desire of your hearts, what have you against being baptized in the name of the Lord, as a witness before him that ye have entered into a covenant with him, that ye will serve him and keep his commandments, that he may pour out his Spirit more abundantly upon you?
Alma gives the people conditions upon which they must pattern their lives if they are “desirous to come into the fold of God.” He tells them they must
  • Bear one another’s burdens
  • Mourn with those that mourn
  • Comfort those in need of comfort
  • Stand as a witness of God at all times, in all things, and in all places
  • Serve Him
  • Keep his commandments
In exchange, if they follow these precepts, Alma promises they will be redeemed of God, be a part of the first resurrection, and have eternal life. 

I also like what Alma says to Helam, the first person he baptizes. When we are baptized, the priesthood bearer performing the ordinance calls us by name, then says, “Having been commissioned of Jesus Christ . . . ” Alma, however, says a bit more than that. He says, in verse 13,
Helam, I baptize thee, having authority from the Almighty God, as a testimony that ye have entered into a covenant to serve him until you are dead as to the mortal body; and may the Spirit of the Lord be poured out upon you; and may he grant unto you eternal life, through the redemption of Christ, whom he has prepared from the foundation of the world.

By being baptized and entering the fold of God, we do covenant to serve him until we die. Our whole lives should be dedicated to Him. We are giving up, like Alma, a life of selfish action filled with efforts to gratify our carnal desires. Instead, we look to God. Alma goes on to promised Helam that the Spirit of the Lord [will] be poured out upon [him], and may he’ll be granted eternal life; through the redemption of Christ. 

Having the Lord’s spirit poured out upon us, then gaining eternal life, and being redeemed seem to me to be worthwhile rewards for serving God. In this case, as with all interactions and covenants with God, the rewards are greater than we can imagine if we keep his commandments. The people who have gathered to Alma seem to see it this way, too, because they not only accept the conditions he outlines, but, in verse 11, we are told they “clapped their hands for joy, and exclaimed: This is the desire of our hearts.” They rejoiced in the blessing of baptism and the promised blessings of a loving Heavenly Father.

After the people are all baptized, Alma organizes them, ordains priests to teach small groups, and in verse 21, 
And he commanded them that there should be no contention one with another, but that they should look forward with one eye, having one faith and one baptism, having their hearts knit together in unity and in love one towards another.
I love this image of having hearts knit together in unity. Knitting brings together different colored yarn using different stitches to create a useful, warm, beautiful item.

I have often been asked over the past several weeks if I am happy now that I have been released as the Relief Society President. My answer is always the same, “It’s happy sad.” As the RSP, I keenly felt the responsibility of leading, caring for, and serving the sisters of our ward. I tried to be diligent in my service, and allow the Lord to work through me, but because I am human, I’m imperfect, and I carried around some guilt about not being able to do everything for everybody. I’m happy I can put that down and walk away.

But I am sad, too, because I no longer will have the rich blessing of seeing in a close and intimate manner all the ways you each keep the baptismal covenant Alma describes. As I have served, I have seen myriad ways you serve each other. You have borne each other’s burdens through physical and emotional turmoil. You have mourned with and comforted each other in times of darkness, despair, and grief. You have represented God and Jesus Christ, have kept the commandments, and have served them as you have served each other in large and small ways. 

I testify of the power of ministering when we rise to the call to love and serve each other in “higher and holier” ways. Though we are all different people with diverse talents and abilities and spiritual strengths, I have seen so many examples of being knit together in love as you have shared your warmth and usefulness (your service) to create beautiful friendships and relationships that help us become the children of God. It is impossible for one person, one RSP, to do all that needs to be done. I have not done it alone. I have had wonderful, perfect counselors who have given their time and talents to me and you and I love them. You have served me, you have served each other, you have been God’s hands. I love you and like the people of Alma, I clap my hands with joy at all the Lord has done and will continue to do for me and you as we remain faithful to him.

When I was set apart, Bishop Helquist reminded me that this work, the activity of the Church and the work of building the Kingdom, is the work of God and Jesus Christ and that all things happen in their time. Then he said, “As you do your best to be an instrument in their hands, miracles will occur in accordance to their timing.” I testify that I have seen miracles during my tenure as the RSP. I have seen them in my own life as the Lord has blessed and sustained our family through the most challenging trial of our marriage. And I have seen miracles in your lives as you have shared with me the Lord’s blessings to you. I know that the timing of the change in RS presidency is also the Lord’s. I fully sustain Hilary, Jill, Marianne, and Dakin in their new callings. I love them and know they will be wonderful.


Conclude with testimony--always.