Life in the Fast Lane

Thank goodness there's a travel freeze at HP, otherwise I'd never see Jim! He had business meetings in California last week. This week he will be in Columbia and Peru. I miss him but I can't complain about the frequent flier miles he's accumulating. I can take more trips to Florida to remind little Owen that he really does have another grandma or I can go on a romantic getaway or two with my dear husband. So, I'm not complaining!

Jim and I did get to spend some time together in Utah last weekend. I drove from Boise. He flew in from California. We stayed with Elly and enjoyed having the chance to interact with grandchildren. Nathan and Matthew demonstrated their new Wii games. Maggie took every opportunity possible to sit on our laps. Becca entertained us with her grins and newly discovered language (which consists mostly of "ba"). We got to visit with Grandma Jacque at the care center. She was especially happy to see her great-granddaughters. They brought a smile to her face.

We had a delightful visit with Grandma and Grandpa Cannon as well. They shared lunch, stories and old photos. We appreciated their words of wisdom. Cami and I got to spend some time shopping together. We were excited that she actually found what she needed.

Jacob performed with the BYU Concert Choir in the Winter Choirfest on Friday night at the Provo Tabernacle. Men's Chorus, Women's Chorus and BYU Singers were also on the program. The music was heavenly! My favorites included "Leonardo Dreams of His Flying Machine" performed by the BYU Singers, "Pilgrims on a Journey" written by Jared Oaks and sung by the Women's Chorus, "I Will Lift Up Mine Eyes" and "Joshua Fit the Battle of Jericho" by Concert Choir, an awesome arrangement of "Have I Done Any Good?" sung by the choirs and congregation, and the finale, "Come, Come Ye Saints" performed by all four choirs. I was moved, uplifted and transformed! I was so grateful that I'd had the opportunity to experience it.

Jim and I stopped to visit with Uncle Dale and Aunt Maurine on our way home. Our intended quick stop turned into a 2 or 3 hour visit. At the ripe old age of 90 and with their health issues, we wonder how they survive each day. Thank goodness they have some wonderful neighbors.