Happy Halloween! - Updated

Halloween dinner was our traditional stew in a pumpkin.  It is so good - and a perfect start (and end) to a candy-filled night . . . warm and satisfying and healthy.

Our friends, The Stricklands, came over to trick-or-treat with us.  Sarah is Madison's friend from her class and Nathan was in Brooke's class.

After the trick-or-treating in our neighborhood, we went to a "Grave Yard" at a neighbor's house a block away.  I wish I had pictures of that.  He goes all out in setting up a spook alley for the kids.  It's not too scary, nor is it gory, so it's fun for everyone.  We ran into other friends there, and they came over for some pumpkin stew, too! 

Alyssa, Izzy, Bridget, Madison

My friend Andrea, and her daughter Anna came over to hang out after the Grave Yard and have some stew, too.  Ashlyn and Christian had long before gone to sleep - they were totally done after walking our neighborhood.

My cute little 50's sock-hop family!

Ashlyn stole the show at each house.  She was just too cute!

Happy Halloween . . . from the kids at the Sock Hop!

My Quirkiness

I've been tagged by Denise to list six quirky  things about me.  

I think I'm slightly uninteresting, so I had a hard time coming up with things.  I asked John the other night to name some quirky things about me, and he had a hard time, too.  See?  I am pretty dull.  After a little more thought, he decided that it would be safe to not name anything, for fear of naming the wrong thing.  

I searched the deep recesses of my under-used brain and came up with these:

1.  I cannot sneeze just once.  I normally sneeze 6 times in a row.  It's just the way it is.  Sometimes it's rapid-fire.

2.  I can't concentrate unless it's quiet.  While we were in college, I had to go in another room to study because John liked to have background music on while he studied.  Even now, when I'm working, I need to have it quiet.  Must be my ADD.

3.  I am scared of Andy Gumps.  I actually despise them (and the smell).  One would think I would be somewhat 'used' to the idea of them since I practically grew up using an outhouse.  Now I know why my mom didn't like spending too much time up at the rustic cabin.  Public restrooms give me the creeps, especially when my children have to use them.  Their little bodies have a much harder time not touching everything.

4.  I still wear a retainer.

5.  I can't fall asleep until my feet are warmed up -- I often have cold feet.  When John is out of town, and it's a chilly night, I have to wear warm socks to bed. Sometimes to be nice, I'll wear socks even if he is in town.

6.  I kringe at mispellt words, bad grammer and stuff.  Proofread, people!  Use spell check!  I'm not talking about the common typo -- we all have those.  

p.s.  I'm completely aware of the above mistakes - I did that on purpose, in case any of you didn't already figure that out.   

Now, I TAG Renee and Rebecca.  Let's here 'em girls!

Progress Update

I've completed some more projects for work,

went to kickboxing class, 

updated Facebook,

took the kids to the park, 

now it's time for my other work:

I love how I 'antiqued' this photo to make my sewing machine actually look antique, because, well, it is. 

Maddy got my camera and had a little fun snapping away

Helping hands?

Try to make sense of this mess.  

Skirts are put together, now just need petticoats and appliques. 

The girls loved them  - love how they lay out in a full circle.

Like I Have Nothing Else To Do

Last Saturday night was the first event for my new calling, aside from attending the Sacrament programs (2 down, 4 to go - all this Sunday!).  We put on a "Faith in God" activity for the Primary kids ages 8-11.  We were expecting about 50 kids.  You know, not everyone shows up, people are busy, etc.  I was thinking we'd be lucky to get 40 kids.  What a pessimist I am!  I suppose I've been to too many activities where about 50% attendance is considered good.  We planned a fun "missionary madness" theme with four groups going to four different 'missions' for 15 minutes each.  We were blown away when about 80 kids showed up.  I guess parents jump at the opportunity for free babysitting!  It was a rip-roarin' good time with packed 'missions' squeezing into the rooms and finishing the activities to move onto the next 'mission'.  I was in charge of the London Mission with an activity for the kids to write a letter to their mothers.  

I ran out of my cute scrapbook paper stationary!  

I ran out of pens!  

I didn't think we'd have more than 20 kids in some groups!   We made it all work and had a lot of fun!  For dessert we served apples using that cool Pampered Chef peeler/slicer/corer tool and put carmel sauce and cinnamon on top.  That was a hit!

Now it's time to plan the Priesthood Preview dinner that's coming up in two weeks.  All this Prop 8 madness is a blessing in disguise.  Because of it, we have canceled auxiliary training, which was to be next week (oh darn!).  At least I now don't have to spend time preparing for that . . . 

So because I have all this newfound freedom, I decided it would be fun to make the Halloween costumes this year.  I've never been a fan of store-bought cheapy costumes.  Not to say that I haven't resorted to them in the past, I'm just not a fan. With that being said, Madison mentioned that she wanted to be a fifties girl with a poodle skirt.  What a great idea!  I can go for poodle skirts.  She originally wanted to be a devil.  Um, no.  Where did that come from?  Fifties?  Now that's cute.  We can make it . . . from scratch!  So I pack up the littles and head to my local Joann Fabric store to see what disaster I have awaiting me.  I probably should mention that I do not sew.   But I have a sewing machine . . . it needs to be put to use!   How hard can it really be?   Two hours later, a basket full of material and patterns that I really don't know what to do with, cranky kids that I made stay in the cart so I could concentrate (instead of chasing them around), and I'm ready!  

Madison and Brooke have done a great job convincing Christian that instead of Peter Pan, it would be so cool if he was a 'motorcycle dude' (as they described it) so they could all match.  And, I may add, would be much easier to pull off than me having to try to figure out how to make a Peter Pan costume as well.  I did buy a pattern for it, but will happily return it. 

 

My room is now converted to ground zero.  I'm glad I have a large amount of empty floor space.  I have taken it over.  Little snippets of pink scraps have taken it over.  Don't walk barefoot in my room as you'll probably get pinned by the many stray pins I keep finding.

I have definitely bitten off more than I can chew.  If this works out, it will be a miracle. 

This is the pattern I'm using.  Isn't it just too cute?  Ashlyn's skirt is almost done and the others are cut out.  Now I have to attempt the petticoats.  

Wouldn't Christian be cute as this?  

Planes, Trains, and Automobiles

and Boats and Buses and Taxis . . . 

We arrived by train to the beautiful Lake District town of Windermere and took a taxi to our hotel near Bowness. 

It was quaint, but I don't think I'd choose this one next time we go (positive thinking - the next time we go!).

This is part of the hotel.  It was right on the lake.  It was cold and rainy the day we arrived, and were concerned that it would be like that the whole time.  We survived the rain by seeing a movie "The Boy in Striped Pyjamas" which was really good, by the way!

Thankfully Saturday turned out to be a beautiful day!  We took a boat to the other side of the lake to check out the villages and sites of Beatrix Potter.

Hill Top is where Beatrix Potter lived and based many of her characters and stories.  It is a stunning area.  She purchased 4,000 acres in order to preserve the land from developers . . . and it worked.  It now all belongs to the National Trust so will never be developed.  All the homes and shops are so old - there is nothing new and modern here.

The front of her house. 

The garden path.  Many of these pictures can be found in the illustrations in her books. 

From Hill Top, we decided to walk the 4 miles to the next village, Hawkshead.  It was a long walk, but beautiful along the narrow road.  The road is the only thing modern!  These stone walls are everywhere, dividing the farms and roads

 . . . and to think that they were all laid by hand.

Sheep were in great supply. 

This area is also near where William Wordsworth lived and wrote most of his poetry and found his inspiration.  This is the grammar school he attended. 

Time to stop for hot chocolate and cake.  Everything is just so cute, one can't help it!

On the boat heading back to Bowness.

This is in front of the World of Beatrix Potter Attraction, inspired and installed with Renee Zellweger from the "Miss Potter" movie.  Highly recommend it if you haven't seen it yet. 

We had a little lunch at this cute little cafe along a little side street.  We asked the waiter if Val was his Aunty and he said, "No, she's my mum."

Goodbye Lake Windermere!  Goodbye Bowness!  Goodbye beautiful Lake District!

Goodbye United Kingdom!

A view of the island from 37,000 feet.

It was a fabulous vacation - on to Chicago's O'Hare airport, then home to see the kiddies!  

They were over-the-top excited to see us when we got home Sunday night.  

I've never seen Christian and Ashlyn so animated and talkative. We missed them and were so glad they all had such wonderful time with grandma and grandpa, and Dre and Adam!!

Manchester - The Birthplace of the Industrial Revolution

Downtown Manchester is just about like any big city.  Tall buildings, old buildings, newer buildings.  Our hotel is again right on the Thames, although this part of the river looks like a black canal.  Manchester does offer some great shopping.  I treated myself to an afternoon of walking around, seeing a movie, and of course, shopping!

This is their version of the "Andy Gump" - much cuter, eh?

After a long dinner at a superb Italian restaurant with the whole European Sales Team, John and I planned out next adventure:  leaving Friday at noon after his meetings and taking the train to Windermere!

Brave or Crazy? On Our Way to Manchester

We decided it would be fun to drive all the way up to Manchester.  You know, that way we could stop along the way, see some sights, enjoy the beautiful English countryside.  We rented a car in London, near Hyde Park, and managed to get out of town.  Luckily for us, they were all out of the standard car we had reserved, so they just HAD to give us this one.  A convertible. Darn.  A Mercedes.  Drat. 

Lucky for us it was a beautiful sunny day!  The best day so far - 

we could drive with the top down.  

Notice the driver's side?  It's on the WRONG side!  

You would think that getting used to driving on the right-hand side of the car would be difficult enough.  You would think that driving on the WRONG side of the road would be challenging.  Add to that the fact that London (and Manchester for that matter) streets were designed to fit one horse, not four lanes, 5 gazillion taxis and buses and 14 quadrillion people crossing at all different times on the road.

We turned on our trusty Ms. Navi and she directed us so primly and properly out of the chaotic city.  Whew!  We made it!  I love Ms. Navi.  She is so sweet.  I want her in my car.  My Ms. Navi is not nearly so pleasant as this one.  This picture by the way was taken when we were safely out of town so we could stop and put the top down.

We did make one stop along the way to Cambridge.  What a beautiful college town.  Nothing like other college towns I've seen, like UCLA, USC, or BYU - or even Harvard - well, Harvard is a tiny bit similar.  

This was spectacular - and to think of the centuries of history laid within the cobblestones and library bookshelves is staggering.

You could rent a punt and have fun on the little picturesque river.  So cute! 

We stopped for lunch at a little cafe across from King's College.

Back on the road . . . en route to Manchester.  Lovely pastural scenes with plenty of cows and sheep dotting the landscape. 

I thought the sunset was just stunning - and not bad considering this was taken at 80 mph.

We almost arrived without incident.  I feared it was too good to be true.  If getting out of London, and navigating the cart-sized-streets-with-cars-parked-on-both-sides of Cambridge wasn't bad enough, trying to find the rental return in Manchester proved to be too much.

The place just didn't exist.  Ms. Navi couldn't even find it.  She thought she did a couple of times, but no luck.  It would probably have been easy if places around here had actual addresses.  Anyhow, it was dark, we needed to get to the hotel so John could meet up with his team, and we were quite frankly d-o-n-e.  We tried calling Hertz, but they never did answer, so we continued on to the hotel and figured we'd either have them come pick it up themselves in the morning, or I (gasp!) would return it.  

Saved by the bell, or boom, or pop, or whatever you want to call it!  

There was a noise, a hiss and then a bumpy ride.  We got a flat tire!  We were in who-knows-where-industrial part of town, not far from our hotel, so we drive on the flat . . . hoping that we'll make it, and that Ms. Navi won't misdirect us.  

We find the hotel, pull into the lot and the bellhop comes over to help with the car and our bags.  We tell him we have to park it because it has a flat, and he looked at it and said, 

um . . . both tires are flat!  

What?  

He took everything for us, told the concierge, and they handled everything!  They were able to get a hold of Hertz!  By the time we had dinner (which was fabulous by the way, and the chocolate mousse was sinfully divine, but I digress), our fun, sporty, stressful car was happily towed away for us.  Yeah!  I don't have to figure out how I am going to drive on the WRONG side of the car on the WRONG side of the street in a crazy busy part of a strange and unfamiliar town! 

Not only that, our super nice and friendly and overly helpful concierge delivered a nice card in a sealed envelope to our room explaining how everything was taken care of for us.  

If you are EVER in Manchester, this is seriously the best hotel.  It has to be one of the nicest I've been in, but the staff is by far the most helpful and friendly and accommodating ever!  Even the maitre de, the busboy and the waiter were over-the-top nice.  

Now I'm hoping that there is actually something for me to do in this city tomorrow.  John will be in meetings all day.  I think I get to paint the town red, or at least walk it.  Too bad the dollar is so weak compared to the pound, making everything cost nearly twice as much, because there is serious shopping that can be done!  

London on Tuesday

Our last full day in London! 

We filled it up with a double-decker site-seeing tour bus and also river boat tour.

Feed the Birds . . . tuppence a bag . . . (hear Mary Poppins?)

St. Paul's Cathedral (where Charles and Diana were married).  This is a spectacular building, designed by Christopher Wren.  It is an active cathedral, with 5 services a day, yet they charge 10 pounds a person (about $18) to see inside and there is no photography allowed at all.  They want you to buy the pictures from them.  Crazy!  Talk about money changers in the temples.  Geesh!

At the Tower of London.  This place is a whole city in and of itself.  One can spend a good couple of hours here.  This building is where the crown jewels are displayed.  The Tower is where Royalty were beheaded and was basically a fortress, torture chamber, and prison centuries ago.

In the City of London (which is only 1 sq.mi).  This is the first double-sided clock in history.

We met Matt and Kim briefly for lunch and a little shopping in Covent Gardens, then had to say good-bye!  They are on their way back to Tokyo now.  We'll miss you!!

Tower Bridge from the boat. 

Cleopatra's Obelisk.  The oldest thing standing in all of London.

Shakespeare's Globe Theatre.  Or at least the re-creation of it since the original burned down in the great fire of 1666.  

The end of our boat tour.  Our hotel is in the background.

We went back and took a 1 1/2 hour yoga class together, gym, and sauna!  That was awesome.

Great way to end a great day!

London - Days 3 & 4

We love being able to take advantage of the Theatres here in the city.  We saw "Lion King" since we missed it when it was in L.A.  Funny thing that we had to travel all the way to the U.K. to see something that was at home.  Can't wait to see "Wicked" at home!  Don't want to let that one get away.

Picadilly Circus

I don't think this particular shot shows it very clearly, but if you look closely, you can see that is actually General Conference on John's phone.  We got a kick out of how we can still watch Conference, while in an English Pub.  I think there's too much glare on it, but trust me, we did it!

The Tower Bridge at night.  Stunning!!  I hope to go on it during the day.

"London Bridge" is near it, but it's nothing special.  The REAL London Bridge is actually in Lake Havasu, Arizona!  That was taken down brick by brick and reassembled in AZ.  Crazy!  London Bridge really did fall down.

Monday morning we quickly ran down to Buckingham Palace to see the Changing of the Guards.  It takes place at 11:30 every other day.  We had to run, literally, because we (read:  John) slept in until nearly 11:00 a.m.  Why?  Because he pulled another all-nighter working.  He finally got to bed at 6:30 this morning, so he only got a few hours of shut-eye.  What's new?

. . . Only to do more work while waiting for the guards to pass.  But seriously how cool is it that he can actually accomplish work like this.

I need to find out what's the meaning of those furry-black-olive-looking hats.

I suppose marching behind horses has its hazards!

St. James Park at Buckingham Palace.  The Eye is in the far background.

This is very reminiscent of Central Park, in fact, the whole city is.  It's quite apparent that New York was patterned after London - it's what they knew after all.

Turned out to be a stunningly gorgeous and warm day!  Yeah!!

The Canal through Little Venice.  Such a beautiful neighborhood!

We found this quaint little pub at the end of Little Venice/Paddington in a neighborhood and stopped for lunch.  It was very English - we almost felt as though we were intruding on the locals.  It was so good - we were so glad we happened upon it.  I could just picture "Lady and the Tramp" eating spaghetti outside it.

Up and away for a flight on the London Eye!  

All lit up at night - that's our hotel behind it.

In the Eye capsule