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date night – symphony

May 13, 2013 | Just life, Music, Weekends | Permalink

I love classical music.
I think the love began with my parents appreciation for beautiful music.  They took us often as kids.
We also went to the messiah every year growing up.
I also was a clarinet player in JH.  (Junior High)
I also sang in an incredible choral group in college.
So yeah, I love me some classical music.
And B, he is a music producer.  He rocks.

I found out that if you are under 30 (which I am for a few more months) you can get symphony tickets for under $10.  AWESOME!  I may have bought them for every show left this year.  B was stoked too.  He is actually more musical than I am, his dad pretty much grew up in the vonTrap’s and they are amazing musicians and wonderful people.

We’ve enjoyed going downtown to dinner and for dates to the symphony.  One of my favorite things to do.

symphony hall

symphony hall

gorgeous spring purple pansies

do you not just want to run in those flowers!

date night  selfie

life lessons – mothers are pivotal in the family

May 12, 2013 | Just life | Permalink

life lessons taken from the history of my mom

My mother was certainly the center of our family life and of my life.  She had energy and enthusiasm and made every event more fun. When she was happy, life was good, when she was upset, life was really bad.  Mom was emotional, and all those emotions, for good or bad, were infused in our life.

She made everything fun and exciting. Every holiday, every trip and vacation, every picnic, every event was infused with her enthusiasm and energy.  I knew she loved me.  She doted on me, and cared for me.  She spent her energy and time making my life better. When I had children, she did the same for them. She loved children, hers and others, and loved making baby afghans, giving presents, playing games, making food, serving people of all ages.  She worked hard. It wouldn’t be unusual for me to hear her working at 1 in the morning and getting up before 6:30 to begin again.  I never remember her getting up after me and she always got dressed and made her bed before she left her bedroom.  She lived in a day where things were ironed and she ironed everything.  Sheets, pillowcases, underwear, tablecloths, as well as all our clothes, were washed, hung on the line to dry, sprinkled, possibly starched, rolled up and put in a plastic pillow case, and then ironed to perfection.  Mother was a perfectionist, and I tried hard never to fold towels for her or hang clothes, because I could never do it right.  She did laundry 3 days a week, Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.  She had me do Wednesday because that was her little load.  The process of washing, starching, sprinkling, drying and ironing in those days was a long process.  But, she did it and didn’t complain.

Mother talked to everyone and made instant friends.  As a teenager, I was embarrassed that she couldn’t get in an elevator without visiting with her fellow travelers. As an adult, I married someone who does the same thing.   We often marry someone like our mother.

Mothers spend their life serving and teaching their family. They bring happiness, the spirit, truth, comfort, instruction, training, strength.  Motherhood takes time and effort and is the most important thing you could ever do.   I was once told  ”there is no more noble, more exacting or more rewarding calling upon the earth, than being a mother”.  I remember hearing a talk by President Benson. It was a YW meeting and the essence of his remarks was a chastening to the mothers.  He asked the mothers if they were preparing their daughters to be happy at home.  The most important thing that you can teach your daughters s not to have a career, but to be happy at home. You teach by example, testimony.  I was worried about my daughters about being safe and having a career and I felt the spirit say “whoa, you’re getting off here girl.”  Not that having a career is bad, but the most important thing is to learn to be happy at home.

I have felt very blessed to have been a stay at home mother. Before we had children I worked outside our home.  As we moved to different locations; Orem, Utah, Columbia, South Carolina, McLean, Virginia and Raleigh, NC, all before we had children.  When I wasn’t working, Brent said he could feel the difference in having me at home.  When I worked, I had loyalty to my job, as well as my home and family; I had less time at home and had another focus.  When I have been at home I have been more focused on the family and what was needed there.  I have been able to spend time studying the scriptures, reading, pondering, praying, and doing things for my husband, children, home, and service to others. There are many things that can be done to enrich the family life and strengthen the family.  Mothering is a very individual career where you use your talents, gifts and interests to bless your family and create the environment of your home. Some mothers sew and some do crafts, some love art, some read and some are musical, some are sports and activity minded and some do quiet acts of service. Teaching and modeling these things and many others enrich family live and children’s understanding of the world.  When your focus is on your family, and doing what makes them strong, serving them and also strengthening yourself and your relationship with the Lord that becomes an amazing career.  Michael Wilcox taught that mothers through their mothering become sanctified. They teach the gospel and sacrifice for their husbands and children. They work with the Lord in the teaching and training of the next generation of builders of the kingdom. I do not regret having someone else tell me when I need to be doing things. I know there are many good careers where service is given and lives are helped.  I know there are women who must work to support their family and I believe the Lord helps them do what needs to be done. But, I am grateful that I was able to be home and I am grateful to Brent for supporting me and our family so that I could do that.

I have to add that my mom was an incredible mother.  She enriched our lives and was the center of our home.  I think of the countless hours talking with her, laughing with her, watching shows, learning, reading or working on her history were marvelous time where she taught and trained me.  She had a bright mind, strong opinions, quick wit, and infectious laugh, firm commitment  deep faith and was a delight to be around.  She was kind and wonderful to talk too, and had a way of making you feel important.  She believed in me and the woman that I can become, even through all of my weaknesses she loved and inspired me.  She was my greatest fan and supporter, and my very best friend.    I never heard her gossip about anyone or anything.  She was loyal and trust worthy.  She was an amazing cook, avid reader, talented musician and student of life.  She made life better by being around her.  She loved beautiful things; music, art, people, scenery.  At the end of her life when she was sick, we had the chance to serve and care for her.  It was a privilege and honor.  Even when she was so sick, people would flood our home to see her, visit with her, enjoy her company and spirit.  She was a deep person and didn’t really talk about things, stuff and people.  She discussed ideas, learned about you, and made you feel special.  She fought to the end and is a beautiful example of enduring until the end, in dignity, beauty and love.  We all miss her, but her influence and example live on in the lives of her family and close friends.

garden progress – dirt/compost blend

May 10, 2013 | Gardening | Permalink

B getting dirt

We’ve been working on our garden expansion.  See here.  We finally finished the paths and beds, which was a huge project.  I enjoyed the squats and lifting around our sandstone pavers to make the paths.  We also added a compost/dirt blend which seemed to be a good choice.  Getting things ready for the plants to go in later this month!

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finished garden paths

 

 

Garden update – baby bean & radish

May 9, 2013 | Gardening, Just life | Permalink

radishes

baby radishes

baby bean

cutest little green bean in all the land

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getting plants some outside time. All 7 trays.

You guys.
We’ve been so busy lately.  Work has been busy.  Life has been busy.  We are working our guts off in our yard, garden, house and day jobs.  B is building a mobile app which is awesome.  He amazes me that he can figure out complex code languages and does it at rapid speed.  Love that guy.  And me, I do online marketing and stopped working with one of my partners at work which will be great in the long run, but also makes my job super busy in the transition.

We love our life though, really like our Jobs, love our home and neighborhood and are super happy.  I’m stoked about spring and i’m planning to move my plants outside in the next week-week and a half.

Can’t wait to get my kitchen back!

life lessons – stability counts

May 6, 2013 | Just life | Permalink

life lessons taken from the history of my mom

Much of life is changeable, unpredictable, and uncontrollable. Giving children as much emotional stability as possible is important.  I read somewhere that consistency is more important to children’s welfare than what you are consistent about.

If children can predict your behavior they know better how to control their world. In other words if a child knows what you believe, and love, and expect, they can make choices that will enable them to be successful. I knew the things that my mother and dad believed and expected. They made that clear and were consistent. I was able to make many choices that made my life less complicated and happier. Years later, when I was in college, I remember saying to myself, about a choice I was making, I know my mother would not approve of that.  I was 2000 miles away from home, I was over 18, my mother would never know the choice I made, but her opinion and values mattered to me.

My father was also very concerned about fairness and other people.  He was shy and really got embarrassed easily and didn’t want to stand out. He did things quietly and in the background. He never took advantage of other people.  He was not outgoing, but he supported my mother in every thing she wanted to do for others. One example of this was his quiet example of cutting lawns.  All of my growing up years until I was sixteen, when my grandma died and my aunts moved to an apartment, my mom and dad took care of Grandmas, Lizzie Latshaw and their own Lawns.  They would cut and maintain all three lawns every Saturday.  In all those years I never remember hearing a complaint from either of them.

I really love the stories about stability and consistency.  I tried to provide stability with our family.  I tried to set rules and bounds that were fair and logical and I explained why we did those things to my children.  I tried to be consistent in following through.  One example was calling names.  Our rule was we do not call names.  Whenever I heard someone call names I reminded them we did not do that, they needed to apologize and we went on.  Most of the time the correction and an apology was enough, but sometimes the child needed to be removed from the situation.  I explained if we could not do well in a social situation we needed to be removed from the situation until we could better control our behavior.  There were times when I removed myself from the situation as well. Later in life my children would come home and with great surprise talk about how different people had used bad language, or called names. I felt good that it was a surprise to them.   Stability and Consistency in principle and action count.

Zion National Park

May 1, 2013 | Adventures | Permalink

beautiful zions

beautiful zions

Last weekend we spent some time among the blue skies and red rocks at Zion’s National Park.

What a  beautiful place!  The contrast of the bright blue skies and the red rocks, sand, virgin river flowing through with big cottonwood trees, junipers and pinyon pines is just stunning.  The rock formations are breathtaking.  It’s also wonderful to hear the different languages and see the faces of so many international friends who have come from far away lands to enjoy the beauty of the park.  They have a variety of hikes in the park and really are setup for all levels.  My favorite are the more technical backcountry hikes, they are less crowded and even more stunning, although you can’t go wrong anywhere in Zions.

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road to smithsonian buttte

We camped just outside the park on some BLM land in a beautiful little place up on Smithsonian Butte.  The stars were amazing and B&I slept out under them, our favorite.  I woke early to the rustling of my little neice and nephew in the tent so I took them on a walk so the others could sleep.  I enjoyed waking up to a quite morning with them making rock karens, looking at plants, and rock hunting.  Most of the rocks are sandstone, but there is also some really neat metamorphic rock in that area and we found some fun gems!

cute little 5yr old and his walking stick

cute little 5yr old and his walking stick

We spend the day exploring the park, we went on a couple hikes and even ventured into the backcountry.  We stumbled across a herd of mountain goats enjoying sunset on a beautiful ridge, so picturesque!  We rosted hotdogs around the fire and visited.

cute little lady

cute little lady

on the trail

on the trail

trail

trail

the group

the group

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weeping rock

The kids are young but did really well, although the rides on the bus got a bit long for them (there is a section of the park that is closed to traffic and they have shuttles)

It was such a wonderful trip and I loved sharing it with my two sisters and my n&n’s.  It’s fun to experience the things kids enjoy, counting lizards  tiny boat races in little irrigation creak, finding a cool trail, rock hunting, cookies, seeing boulders bigger than cars, and roasting hotdogs/marsh-mellows.

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cute little 5yr old and his walking stick

cute little 5yr old and his walking stick

i kinda love this pic.  B was not wanting to have his picture taken :)

i kinda love this pic. B was not wanting to have his picture taken :)

shot of smithsonian butte

shot of smithsonian butte

the group

the group

cute little hiker

cute little hiker

on the trail

on the trail

trail

trail

sisters

sisters

wow!

wow!

 

 

life lessons – turning around negative feelings

April 30, 2013 | lessons from mom | Permalink


lessons taken from the life history of my mom. 

My father was a quiet man, very intelligent, a peacemaker. Growing up I depended on him for emotional stability.  He really didn’t anger quickly and was always able to answer my questions.  In fact, he always knew so much I sometimes didn’t ask the questions because the answer would be too long and involved.  I knew without a doubt, that he loved me.  I can still see his face and the little smile he gave that made me feel loved.  When I was distraught, I could always count on his calm peaceable responses. Much of the time, I would end up laughing at myself or the situation, sometimes even before I was ready to give up the pain or the anger I was feeling. I can remember saying “Oh Dad” and being irritated that I really wasn’t angry or hurt any more.  Sometimes he would sing the song;

Nobody likes me everybody hates me
I’m going out to eat worms,
Big fat juicy ones little round skinny ones,
Oh, how the big ones squirm.

 First, you bite the heads off,
Then you suck the juice out,
Then you throw the skins away
I could eat, three our four, a hundred times a day.”

This poem he would say in a sing song type voice

There was a little girl,
Who had a little curl,
Right in the middle of her forehead;
And when she was good
She was very very good
And when she was bad she was Horrid.

I loved how he turned around my negative feelings, I wish I could do that better for myself and for those around me.  He was reliable and steady.  I felt this in my life and think it is one reason it is easy for me to believe that Heavenly Father loves me and is watching out for me, helps me, and is unchanging. My earthly father was just that.

funny

April 26, 2013 | Just life | Permalink

Today B sent me this link and told me we were obviously too conservative with our engagement pics.|
And yes, if you are wondering the guy in image 10 has his shirt off.
Love the buzzfeed.

The side bed – 6 weeks old

April 25, 2013 | Gardening | Permalink

I planted seeds outside in early March.  My full garden wasn’t ready and was covered in snow, but my side bed was open, so we thought we’d try to grow some early plants there.  I was unsure if they would live, Utah get’s lots of snow in march and april.    Well, it’s been nearly two months and they are still alive!  They have endured quite a few snowstorms, a windstorm, and some rollercoaster spring weather.   I honestly did not know they would make it.  The beets are struggling and some of the onions but the lettuce, peas, carrots and radish are doing really well.  I think though, I’ll wait until later to plant next year.   It was a bit early to start.

Brand New:

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Seeds planted.

6 Weeks Old:

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Peas – 6 weeks old

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Romain Lettuce. Spinach. Carrots. Radish. 6 weeks old.

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This little pear tree also bloomed. She may be old. She may be crooked but she’s blooming. at-a-girl.

 

How to transplant raspberries

April 24, 2013 | Gardening | Permalink

My brother and his family bought this sweet little yellow house.  Their yard is amazing,  full of dwarf fruit trees, herbs, and berries.  Last time we were at their place, we dug up some of the raspberry shoots and transplanted them into our yard.  We wrapped them in newspaper and a plastic bag to keep the roots moist before planting them.  Make sure not to damage the roots!

We’ll see how they do!  Nothing better than fresh berries, right off the vine.  Hopefully these little guys can survive, they should, raspberries tend to be pretty hearty.

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Dug up. Cut & ready to transplant

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After they were transplanted.

We also planted some blackberries last month.  They seem to be surviving, so that is good!

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Blackberries a few weeks old