Just a though

Have you notice that life is not like the Sunday lessons? Is it just me or did they leave something out. It seems like the stories all had nice simple questions and easy answers with perfect endings. Don't get me wrong, I haven't lost my faith in God and I'm not wallowing in depression. We've not had any great tragedy (nothing new anyway). It's the same old, same old, I was just thinking maybe it's time to bring the lessons up to date. Just a thought.

Visitors

I'm a bit behind with our blog and I'm blaming it on our visitors. Don't get me wrong, I loved every minuet of having my loved ones here. Early May brought Kaira Fern and the boys, Kassey and her family and Kerin.

Kaira and the boys were here for a week. Highlights of the week were a trip to Legoland, a picnic at the SD Natural History Museum, and a day at Disneyland.

I was in heaven with all 3 of our grand-babies and all 5 girls here. Kody really missed Kyle that week. Kassey and her family are here for a few months so I get daily cuddles with Baysil.

    

Memorial  weekend brought Grandma Judy for a very short visit, but we enjoyed every minute. We spent Memorial day enjoying the boat on the big bay and a picnic on the beach. We even got grandma to go for a ride on a tube. I posted a picture for proof. I'm not sure we will ever get her to ever go again.

  

Spring Break: The Epic Journey to the Motherland and Other Prudent Adventures

HELLO!!!


Welcome the world according to Karly! 

Sit back and get comfortable while I tell you of the latest escapades of the Porterfield fam. (I recommend some popcorn or some sort of ice cream with caramel in it. caramel is good.)

(that's me kneeling down second from the left :)

I'm sure by now you've guessed that, like every other good Mormon family, (not to say that families who don't go aren't good!) we used this spring break as another opportunity to make the pilgrimage to Utah!!! Gotta love the motherland!

We left late Friday evening and made it finally into the city of the Salty Lake just before the second session of conference started. Literally.  Our dreams of attending the first session and taking part in the solemn assembly being dashed, we could do little more than listen to this spectacular occurrence on the radio.  Regardless of the time or place it was still an amazing experience. Truly the spirit and the happiness that sustaining the new prophet, President Thomas S. Monson, was limitless and is something I am sure to remember the rest of my days.We were able to attend the 2nd session of conference and watch the others on this wonderful little invention called television.

After the eventual winding down of the conference rush that occurs, maybe 15 minutes after the event actually ended, we spent the remainder of the week languishing on the hospitality of immediate family and other relatives in the area. We managed a day in the snow, a stroll round Temple Square, a visit to Great Grandma Dot, a visit to Grandma Judy, a visit to Aunt Jody and the Smith household, and the home and hearths of Kassey and Kerin. We ate good food and got a grand tour of nearly all the hotels in the city of the Salty Lake courtesy of Dad, who seems to be loosing his touch when it comes to hotels.

As I wrap up this herculean tale of adventure and humorous occurrences so slyly interwoven into the story (if I may say so myself) that they are nearly unnoticeable, I would like to acknowledge the shark attack and death of a 66 year old man that resulted in the closing of the beaches this weekend. This particular weekend in which the weather happens to be in the high 90's. In southern California. If you are heading out on a shark hunt, 1. take me with you. 2. take an oxygen tank with you. 3. don't waste your money by going to see The Forbidden Kingdom afterward.

Easter

I'm finally getting Easter Pictures posted. This year we had a very quiet Easter. Kerin and Cory came down for the weekend and that helped to put some noise in the house. Kim had to work most of the day. We tried to wait for him for dinner, but no luck. He didn't get home until 8pm. I had fun sewing Karly and Kloe's Easter dresses. 

Karly's dress was made from an old pattern of mine from the 70's. Sewing their dresses made me miss sewing. Most of the time, after I've finished a project I'm amazed it was made by my hands. I really enjoy the feeling of a sewing project well done. Now I just need to make time for me and my sewing machine. 

We had a fun egg hung on Easter, thanks to Kerin and her tricky hide talents.