The Way To A Boy's Heart......

A couple of days ago, Tyson was sitting at the bar eating something I had fixed him for dinner. After having his 3rd helping, he said, "Mom, promise me that you are going to teach my wife someday to cook." That is the best compliment I could ever get! Now the only problem is finding a girl that's EVER going to be good enough to marry my son.

It's All Coming Together Now

House update: It looks freaking amazing! Here is a list of what has been completed or is in the process of being completed as we speak: our acid stain floors are done. They look beautiful. Our painting, including the faux, is done. The tile is being laid right now and our cabinets are going in right now. It is so exciting. I think that all the colors and stain, etc. etc. look really good. That is always a worrisome part, waiting to see if everything flows nicely. I can't post pictures yet, it's a surprise you know. You will just have to come and visit to see the finished product.

Snow-crusted Mountains

It is officially fall in the Valley! Amongst the beautiful, changed leaves, lies snow. We had a big storm through the night and today. I freaking love snow. I love how it looks and feels. I love the frigid chill it brings. I love to swoosh down the mountainside on a board and watch it fly out from around me. I even like to shovel it. It just makes me happy.
To catch up a bit: our house is almost done! Hooray! Cabinets are going in on Monday and my tile guy starts on Wednesday. It looks so amazing. Everytime I go there, I just feel, well, at home. I feel so lucky to be here!
We are all doing well. Life is clipping along way too fast, as usual. Marcus, my cousin, got his endowments out this last Thursday. He is leaving in November for his mission. He is going to Melbourne, Austrailia. It was good to be there for him. He is such a good guy. I am really enjoying living next to Steff and Randy. Steff is always taking care of us. Nothing like mom of course, but she does a good job.
We had a big pumpkin painting party at Grandma and Grandpa Walker's last night. It was fun to get together and see everyone. We all had a good time.
Life is grand!

We Thank Thee O God For A Prophet

It is conference weekend for the LDS church. It is a wonderful time for us, as saints, to listen to the word of God through our amazing prophet and quorum of the 12. I am so edified and inspired by these amazing men of God.
One of the speakers in the afternoon was Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin. He is always an awesome speaker. He is getting on in years and today I was thinking he looked pretty frail. About halfway through his talk, his whole frame began to shake and I was sure he was going to collapse. It only took a few seconds and Elder Russell M. Nelson was behind him and at his side, supporting him through his talk. I cried the rest of the time. Because I am sure that Elder Wirthlin's time on this earth is not as long as I want it to be. Because I can only imagine the brotherhood that these great men (the 12) share. Because I am so thankful that the Lord has seen fit to give us these men that guide and direct us in His behalf. Because the spirit lives in my heart.
I was born a "mormon." I am a Latter Day Saint, by choice.