<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127</id><updated>2012-02-15T22:50:51.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma Vic's Wisdom</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-2078751945258704751</id><published>2011-03-13T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T20:32:48.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Why does life have to be so hard? Al's mom has had a rough life, losing her parents as a child, now her husband has been gone a year and she is now in a nursing home, she can;t talk or remember much, she's lost weight and it broke my heart to see her today as she was hugging Al. She has taught me alot over the years. I regret not saying thanks more than I did. So, I'm saying thanks now to her, to Al, to my family, to my siblings, and  most of all to my Savior, He has made eternal families possible and I pray that I will have my loved ones forever and be worthy of all the blessings God has in store and for those I receive daily. I want to make a goal to be more grateful and aware of life and others.&lt;br /&gt;  Happy March to my loved ones, Vic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-2078751945258704751?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/2078751945258704751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=2078751945258704751' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/2078751945258704751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/2078751945258704751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2011/03/why-does-life-have-to-be-so-hard-als.html' title=''/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-3597272135448023746</id><published>2011-02-18T19:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T19:10:41.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belgium</title><content type='html'>Yeah..I'm going to see my kids. Hope Belgium is ready for this grandma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-3597272135448023746?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/3597272135448023746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=3597272135448023746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/3597272135448023746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/3597272135448023746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2011/02/belgium.html' title='Belgium'/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-8439610343808389663</id><published>2011-02-08T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T21:13:36.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;So, I like frogs, real ones, cutesy ones, yard trash ones. They make me smile. I have a couple on my desk. I'd like to get some live ones and have an aquarium for them. Last year I made a frog quilt-all flannel, lime green and hot pink-kind of sassy...like me. This has no great meaning-just one of God's creations that I find fun and cute. Have a hopping good day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-8439610343808389663?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/8439610343808389663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=8439610343808389663' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/8439610343808389663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/8439610343808389663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2011/02/frogs.html' title='Frogs'/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-1963779485700091153</id><published>2011-02-06T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T19:37:16.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FAMILIES MATTER MOST!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-1963779485700091153?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/1963779485700091153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=1963779485700091153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/1963779485700091153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/1963779485700091153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2011/02/families-matter-most.html' title=''/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-413534263477567633</id><published>2011-02-06T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T19:32:35.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 and a new goal to post more often</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;  So, here it is February 2011, Blake just turned 27 and I'm wondering why life goes by so fast. Seems like just yesterday I was dressing him in tiny levis and cool t-shirts, watching him play soccer, eat pizza and tease his sisters. I miss my "mommy" years, when the kids were all home each night, we'd eat together, talk, play games and just be. They were years of trials, ups and downs, mostly ups, sacrifices. They were years that we made some great memories together and some memories I chose to forget. And now, they are all gone from the nest, living their own lives in many different locations. My four beautiful daughters and my good looking son.  And that is how it should be. And I will be content, missing them, but content.&lt;br /&gt;  We have been blessed with ten fantastic grandkids-five guys, five gals. They are the joy of my life, the laugh lines around my eyes, the snuggles my arms crave, the secret sharers, the giggles, the people who get me through on hard days. They are a continuation of who I am...my posterity. And I am grateful for each of them. Having a teenage grandson is killing me though-he was just a little boy dressed up like Blue and singing to us. Once again, where did the time go?&lt;br /&gt;  Last flew by on wings of lightning and I feel like I missed parts of it. I vow this year to live each day more fully, love more freely and laugh until I cry more often...not hard to do, I'm surrounded by fun friends, family and co-workers. I want to get into better shape physically, spiritually and mentally. I'm teaching yoga twice a week- not as a professional, but I'm learning. I start piano lessons this month-a dream I've had since I was a small child, I want to write more, enlarge my home business 'Fancy That', and attend my 40 year class reunion confident int he woman I've become.&lt;br /&gt;  Oh yes, it's gonna be a good year a real good year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-413534263477567633?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/413534263477567633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=413534263477567633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/413534263477567633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/413534263477567633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2011/02/2011-and-new-goal-to-post-more-often.html' title='2011 and a new goal to post more often'/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-4197618993918219447</id><published>2010-07-11T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T16:06:51.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My aha day</title><content type='html'>So I had a great week. Busy but so rewarding. I went to the farmers market in Paradise and sold a few things, I was asked to bring items into a new business call Violet Hill for consignment, they took all I had, plus my antique hats. It's a cute shop run by two twenty something girls. I also am selling stuff at Cox Honey, a shop in Tremonton, and hopefully at Beadles in Logan. It's a fun hobby, not getting rich, but enjoying keeping busy.&lt;br /&gt;  On Thursday I tool the red hat ladies to a cabin in Blacksmith Fork canyon for a picnic. We ate, laughed and had a fun afternoon. I took a few moments and walked down to the river. I waded in , then sat on the bank and watched black and white butterflies..they were about 2 inced wide. The flowers were gorgeous, the river was amazing to hear as it flowed over the rocks, the sky was blue and the sun warm. Then a green backed hummingbird came right by me and skimmed the water and dipped its bill into drink for several minutes I just sat fascinated and enjoyed it's beauty. It was the perfect moment...clean mountain air and all of the above. I could have stayed all day in that spot.&lt;br /&gt;  Thank you Father in Heaven for that wonderful, perfect moment of pure peace and bliss. It filled the oil in my lamp to overflowing.  It was what I needed most in my life to rejuvenate.&lt;br /&gt;  I loved being with Shawna and Wendy on Friday and Saturday. It was healing to see Becky and Paul and know see for myself that they were ok. It is truly a miracle that my brother in law is alive and going to be ok-he has a long haul ahead, but he can do it. I have to say though, that being mooned by him wasn't anything I ever thought I'd experieicne in this life...I have the photos to  prove it. Hope they get home soon.&lt;br /&gt;  Our lavender field 5K was fun, I was worried I'd be too slow or hot etc. but I had fun, saw lots of people, enjoyed the purple fields and the fresh air. We did it in 40 minutes, next year we will do it in better time and hope to run at least a mile of the race. I have to say it got into my blood-I&lt;br /&gt;loved the feel of the racers running by and the finish line. Girls we did it-not a hard feat, but after Shawna's fall, I wasn't sure she could walk another mile...way to grit your teeth and cowboy up sis. Next year I'll be in better shape and have stronger knees.&lt;br /&gt;  A good week, a good Sunday today and now we start all over again. Hoping for some hammock time tonight with Al.   Life is good and I'm grateful for my family, freedom, my faith in God and gratitude for his love.  Love to all, Vic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-4197618993918219447?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/4197618993918219447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=4197618993918219447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/4197618993918219447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/4197618993918219447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-aha-day.html' title='My aha day'/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-479295334504514881</id><published>2010-07-04T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T15:56:36.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>July</title><content type='html'>Happy Freedom Day. I love this holiday-red, white and blue, waving flags, singing, cookouts and it's warm. I'm so thankful to be free and live in this land. This summer has been crazy busy, but so worthwhile. I've been walking each night getting in shape for a 5k walk in the lavendar fields in Mona, and to keep in shape. Since I had the heart stress test, I've been trying hard to eat healthy, walk and let things og-it's a long process, but will happen. I had a fantastic summer reunion with the Campbell Clan in Rupert, Idaho...close by our old dairy. I had fun trying to karaoke with my sisters, we made watch bands, talked, played and had fun being together. We missed all who couldn't come. It was the perfect family place. Thanks Becky and Paul for the work and fun, you rock!&lt;br /&gt;  Thanks Jen and boys for coming with me and for the talks, laughter and fun while you were all here. We cooked out, played Payday and cards, lounged, played in the water and shared memories. I love my family. In June, I also got promoted to director at the senior center-more hours and pay raise..I'm pumped! Al's here, but we don't get tons of time together awake, at least we are under the same roof.&lt;br /&gt;  I've got my Fancy That business going..selling head wraps, wire rings, It's and pillows. It's slow, but picking up a bit. I have to be busy and it;s fun to create. I love skypeing with the kids and I'm so glad for the technology that allows me see my families faces while we talk.&lt;br /&gt;  Sweet Victory--arm wrestling Jen and Clar and I beat them both-Clar called me a tough broad-not sure that was a compliment, but it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;  Glad to be alive...I got caught up in waves while on  araft at Hyrum Dma and got way out of my comfort zone and I couldn't see Al, my anchor. I yelled until my throat hurt and prayed so hard that I wouldn't tip over. I was so scared...yes, I'm a non swimmer and I didn't have a life jacket on. Thanks to Surf for alerting the others I needed some help and to the life gaurd who came and otwed me in on a jet ski...I admit I was embarrassed, but too glad to get out of the water to care. I had nightmares for two nights.&lt;br /&gt;  I'm loving the flowers, heat, fresh morning air and want summer to slow down and stay for a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;   Grateful to the Lord for preserving my brother in law's life after his cycle accident...heal fast Paul. Thankful also to two soldiers in my family who just got sent overseas...I love and appreciate you both. Love to my siblings. More love and hugs to my kids and grandkids. Even more love thoughts to my honey.   Happy Fourth, Vic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-479295334504514881?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/479295334504514881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=479295334504514881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/479295334504514881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/479295334504514881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2010/07/july.html' title='July'/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-959218233309158083</id><published>2010-05-17T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T23:54:22.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little bit of everything</title><content type='html'>So, here it is May 2010 and I've been a slacker about writing on my blog. I have such a demanding schedule and social life....whatever. Actually, I do keep busy. I'm ready for spring and warmer weather, enough of this 50 degree stuff. I've loved some new experiences this spring: using a chain saw, teaching myself how to run the tiller, I'll pay for that one with a sore arm, watching dozens of hummingbirds in our apricot tree...up close, like within 6 inches of my face, enjoying the dozens of Holland tulips we got when we were there...they have mass produced and are gorgeous, having girl time with my neighbors, having my Al back home...it has been an adjustment and all I can say is it's a good thing he loves me, is patient and forgives easily...because I can get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;witchy&lt;/span&gt;. I admit I got very independent while he was on the road and I like things my way-I'm learning how to share my time, work and life again and it's been harder than I thought it would be. Some advice...don't let your man drive truck, unless you are with him. It's hard to adjust. Babe, it's good to have you home.&lt;br /&gt;  We lost Al's dad on March 1st and too late I realized I didn't express to him how I appreciated him. He was an amazing man, funny, caring, a tease, smart, humble and faithful. He tolerated &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; this past few years and he kept his dignity and sense of humor...I'm sure he's having a joyous reunion with his family. Thanks dad for being part of my life. I've had three dad's...mine own, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;whom&lt;/span&gt; I miss more than words could tell, Al's dad and Gordon Luke, who filled a part of my heart when my dad died. Three great men, whom I admire and love.&lt;br /&gt; I've been asked to join a literary club ,it could be an interesting experience, these are the elite ladies of the area....No, I'm not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hoity&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;toity&lt;/span&gt;. I do want to meet new people..I love meeting people and learning from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;them&lt;/span&gt; and I hope I teach others as well as learn. Tonight, I sang camp songs with Braden and Ryan and planted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;potatoes&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kolby&lt;/span&gt;...see, I have fun neighbors, we laugh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; and have some fun times.&lt;br /&gt; I'm looking forward to summer reunions, laying in the hammock, growing my garden, writing, doing more humanitarian projects, and spending time with Al. I had a great time with my sisters this month...thanks. I'm loving my new crochet passion-headbands and wraps. I'm donating part of the money I make to the cancer foundation in honor of my mom who didn't survive and my daughter who did. I admire them both for their courage. I now have a daughter who is a nurse and I'm proud of her sticking out the tough years. Of course, I'm proud of all my family and I love them so much and miss them all...oh to have the dream of my heart and be close to all of them. I am happy they are having new and exciting experiences. My love, thoughts and prayers are with them at all times.&lt;br /&gt; I have some amazing friends, who I have learned to trust and rely on...thanks Tina, Jodie and Shannon and families....you have pulled me through some tough times and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;buoyed&lt;/span&gt; my spirit more than you will ever know. I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;  I've learned &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; this last year about being prepared for emergencies, storage, spiritual preparedness and trusting in the Lord. He has been by my side always, but I have noticed it more this past two years being on my own. I have learned to rely on him and gain strength, to turn my fears and tears over to him and to trust that he will take care of my family...for they were his first and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; will be. I love the senses he gave me to enjoy the creations of this earth. I am so thankful for fresh air, blue skies, color, music, nature, the taste of food and the coolness of water as it soaks my throat. I am so blessed and I acknowledge God's hand in all that is good in my life.  I love my family far and near, those who are here and those who have gone on. Thanks for being mine. Love to all, Vic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-959218233309158083?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/959218233309158083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=959218233309158083' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/959218233309158083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/959218233309158083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2010/05/little-bit-of-everything.html' title='A little bit of everything'/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-3071884149323345532</id><published>2010-01-25T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T19:14:38.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhilaration!!</title><content type='html'>Friday night fun...it's snowing, straight down, large flakes, kind of warm and I'm outside with my neighbors. We shoveled everyone out, then like a dummy, I threw a snowball and so it began. We had quite a wet fight, I got my face washed and even made a snow angel. I felt so alive and full of energy...even though it still snowed and had to be shoveled again that night, I had a blast. I think I need to invest in some snowpants and waterproof gloves.&lt;br /&gt;  I've been dejunking my home and it feels so good to get rid of stuff. I have more to go, then I want to do some painting.&lt;br /&gt;   My Al had two days at home and we had a neighbor party with good soup and mafia games, Pit and Signs. It was nice to hold his hand in church...and now he's off to Wisconsin and I'm back to cleaning and the usual week of work.&lt;br /&gt;   Hope all of you are well...January is almost over...yeah.   Love, Vic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-3071884149323345532?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/3071884149323345532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=3071884149323345532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/3071884149323345532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/3071884149323345532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2010/01/exhilaration.html' title='Exhilaration!!'/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-6885447979192345211</id><published>2010-01-13T17:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T18:01:45.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time/no post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;  So, it's been awhile since I blogged on here. I can't believe how fast 2009 flew by. I had a good year. The highlight was having all the family but Cody and Blake here at the same time. What a wild, wacky, wonderful time. I loved the truck trip to Tennesee with Al and being bounced around for a week. Actually, it was fun adn I got some great barn photos. I did alot of canning, freezing and drying this fall. It's nice to have the food come from our yard.&lt;br /&gt; The trips to Colorado were super. Devin got baptized and I got to be a witch with 6 of the grandkids. We've seen some amazing sights this year as we've traveled. Going to New Jersey was a blast and we pulled off the surprise..yeah. Amanda didn't know I was coming. She graduated from nursing school adn they got their house in Pennsylvania. It was great to have Jen, Jess and Clarissa and families here for Thanksgiving. We've been able to spend some fun time with Tran's and I know it's going to be a killer to have them move to Belgium in Feb. I want to be there for our 40th anniversary in two years. It's been hard not to see Blake much, he's had a struggle the last few weeks, losing his job etc. Being a mom never gets easier, but it's the best job ever and the rewards are fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;  I've shared some fun times with my siblings this year also. They are the best.&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, I can put on a good front when I need to. Having Al gone all the time is hard. But he loves it and is working hard. I'm thankful for him and the love we share. I've been blessed to be surrounded by wonderful neighbors, good places to work and a super ward.&lt;br /&gt;  Keeping busy is a blessing and even though I've had two naps this week-both in the guest room with the sun steaming in, I do keep myself entertained with projects etc. I even got some writing on my latest story done. I'm taking my time on it-two years now.&lt;br /&gt;  Bring on 2010- I'm ready. I've got goals made and already dejunked stuff. And even though I'm not invincible, I feel good, I'm wearing a size 6 and I've got energy to get things done.  Thanks to family and friends for love, laughs, memories and  sharing. Vic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-6885447979192345211?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/6885447979192345211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=6885447979192345211' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/6885447979192345211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/6885447979192345211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2010/01/long-timeno-post.html' title='Long time/no post'/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-1697950433696917853</id><published>2009-04-01T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T20:26:05.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOORAY</title><content type='html'>The month of madness is over and I'm still breathing. It was a wild, hard working, fun, spiritual month and I had some great experiences and met new friends. It's April 1st and we got more snow again...no shock there. At work we had a band come for the program and the drummer played a solo Wipeout from years ago. He was in his sixties, but man he could rock. It was really fun to hear. They did some Johnny Cash and it reminded me of dad. Now, I'm watching Australia and hanging out with my dog and Blake's dog...they are asleep, so they are good company! I'm so excited for sisters weekend and also for conference this week and two days off in a row. Saturday, I'm modeling at the mall-shoes, clothes, ourses and jewelry...fun, I got to pick out all of my outfits and accessories. Now, I just need to not trip over the heels. Our murder mystery at work was fun, our pioneer program was well attended and quite emotional. I love to write and direct. Someday, maybe my book will get finished. I'm glad I got the weekend with Al, at least part of it. Happy Spring to all of you who are getting sunshine, send some to our valley.&lt;br /&gt;              Be daring, dance lots and do something nice for someone each day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-1697950433696917853?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/1697950433696917853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=1697950433696917853' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/1697950433696917853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/1697950433696917853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2009/04/hooray.html' title='HOORAY'/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-8327848510608804070</id><published>2009-03-22T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T08:03:45.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brain clog</title><content type='html'>So in the previous post, I was typing too fast and having fun writing and and forgot to spell check, so sorry for the mistakes and we had egg and sausage casserole not hand and sausage. Hey, we're all human!  Vic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-8327848510608804070?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/8327848510608804070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=8327848510608804070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/8327848510608804070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/8327848510608804070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2009/03/brain-clog.html' title='brain clog'/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-1278249643870782091</id><published>2009-03-22T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T08:00:55.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunny Sunday</title><content type='html'>Oh what a beautiful morning. The sun is steaming through our bedroom window and I have a peaceful cd on.. I survive the week and I'm grateful to still be standing. The yellow and purple crocuses are up and so cute and I picked some pussy willows from our tree and brought them in. They always remind me on mom. Ellie and I drove to Layton to go bra shopping at Victoria's Secret-she stayed in the car of course. Nothing like a new bra to lift you up-literally. I had a neat experience on Saturday-my good friend Susy Harper was at the mall and through a wierd series of things, I got to see her for a few minutes. She has been very sick for the past year. She looks good and  it thrilled my heart to hug her again. We've done a heap of living and raising kids as families.&lt;br /&gt;  Saturday nightr our neighbors had a green party-we all green food-yummy potatoes, hand and sausage casserole, coleslaw, desserts, m&amp;amp;m's and limes. We talked and played mafia for awhile. It's always fun, but I wish Al could have been there. Blake, Clar, Nate and Lindsey and her baby girl came over on Weds. I came home from the temple and Blake had made a very tasty meal of chicken fajitas with peppers, onions, crushed pineapple and cilantro, plus chips and queso and taquitos. It was really good. Clar brought out fresh strawberry pie...it was all yummy and fun. Thanks kids!&lt;br /&gt;   Today I get to attend the Draper temple dedication and I'm very excited. Our Lord's work is moving forth with greater speed and whenever we get a new temple, it's a wonderful blessing for all of mankind. We are so blessed, even with trials and worries. I'm so glad we have family to rely on and I know that I could count on all of my family, sisters, Kim, their honeys and our neices and nephews. It's so nice to have that knowledge and also the privilege of putting names in the temple for family members who are ill or struggling.&lt;br /&gt;           Have a fantastic spring day...Love ya, Vic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-1278249643870782091?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/1278249643870782091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=1278249643870782091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/1278249643870782091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/1278249643870782091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunny-sunday.html' title='Sunny Sunday'/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-3431416680074218090</id><published>2009-03-15T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T22:36:05.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March madness hits home</title><content type='html'>My March Madness week wasn't  basketball. It started on the 8th with speaking in church, conducting in Relief Society and having Al here for the weekend. Worked Monday and we got 24 inches of fresh snow, bought and delivered groceries in that snow for the birthday party at RS. By 8:00 I was frozen and exhausted, oh yeah, I got stuck twice, but I did get some gorgeous photos.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday-missed work from back problems caused Monday, got things ready for Wednesday and did some cleaning and Blake and his dog came for two days, so I had fun watching them. Wednesday-worked, spent hours at the church for RS-it turned out good and the food was yummy, I had lots to unload and dishtowels to wash. Thursday, worked a few hours, went visiting teaching to four sisters, and got home at 7:30-oh yeah, I drove a van full of red hat ladies to Paradise for a tea party that was fun. I have been a neglectful mom and grandma this week and feel bad. Blake went home and I was not happy to find dog hair and some surprises she'd left downstairs. Friday, I worked, got a script for a murder mystery passed out and then went to Cox honey to work. Al was home when I got off. We went out for Mexican, then did laundry and crashed. Saturday I worked, did more laundry, got groceries,  made a good southwest soup, did bills, got a very nice foot rub and had some fudge, and also lost a couple pounds this week. I think I have a sinus and ear infection again. I am now friends with my big yellow ball-I can almost stretch my head to the  floor. Sunday, I had five meetings, Al made whole wheat pancakes for breakfast-yum, then he ground wheat and I made my very first ever homemade whole wheat bread. It's a bit flat but tastes good. We had home teachers here until 9:00, then Al crashed and I'm goofing around, but it's close to bed time. This next week is going to be overloaded. I work 3 days at the city, two days at Cox, 1 day at the mall, I have two play practices, lots of phone calls to make, a newsletter to finish for work, I want to go to the temple Wednesday and to the 13th ward RS in Logan on Tues. with my friend Janet. I have a chiropractor appt. Monday and hopefully can get in to check my ears. I also want to make cookies and green food for our neighbor party on Saturday and my visiting teachers are coming Friday. Plus, I have some sewing to do, some writing to finish up for the play and some props to gather. I colored my hair again..no more gray for a few weeks and Al shaved his beard. I also conduct this week, was asked to do sharing time in Primary on grandmas and have a ticket to the Draper temple dedication.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm not complaining, it's good to be busy, good to be strong, good to be needed, and the sun's been shining for two days. The snow is melting, the fat robins are back and the daffodils are poking through the ground. I love spring, I hope we have millions of fruit tree blossoms and none of them freeze. I hope our rapsberries and blackberries produce and the garden is full of delicious abundance. I had the neatest experience during the sacrament today, I caught myself smiling for no real reason, then this warm feeling hit and my mind said I'm happy...Iam and content and ok with life. Sure there are worries and problems and stresses, but I'm alive and I feel like doing something great and the house is warm and smells like bread and I've done some dancing and singing and loving, I just need some girl talk with my girls and some grandkid chats with my munchkins.  Life is good...I feel peace and lots of joy and it's been a long time coming. I love and I'm loved back. I have a great support system, Al, the kids, the grandkids, my sisters and nieces, and the guys in the family, my ward family, our good neighbors and co-workers. And I know who I am and that God loves me and you.  Wow, this is long, sorry, I just felt overwhelmed with so many emotions. Have a great spring day. Love, Vic    &lt;br /&gt;  Take time to meditate-it makes a diference.  Oh yeah and dance a little each day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-3431416680074218090?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/3431416680074218090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=3431416680074218090' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/3431416680074218090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/3431416680074218090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-madness-hits-home.html' title='March madness hits home'/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-4723569282369300385</id><published>2009-02-25T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T18:10:24.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>February 25th 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;heck out our smiling faces. Al's home for a day, so we're having fun doing some computer junk. By the way, it's raining for the 4th day here in the valley. Man are we ready for sunshine. Have a happy day and take time to BREATHE!  Vic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-4723569282369300385?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/4723569282369300385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=4723569282369300385' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/4723569282369300385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/4723569282369300385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2009/02/february-25th-2009.html' title='February 25th 2009'/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-1137385321189025968</id><published>2009-02-16T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T10:40:54.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Happy. Kim and family's President's day...no workand I've got Rascal Flatts cranked up. I actually got a few extra hours of sleep and I don't even feel guilty. Al called and was just driving through Island Park. He spent a few days home this week. We had fun at the show and going out to eat.&lt;br /&gt;  So, I finally gave in and went into a chiropractor-first time. Years of stress. lifting and shoveling very heavy snow last week pushed the pain level over the edge. After one treatment I actually can feel a difference, but I have a ways to go and some home therapy to keep up on. I've been drinking tons of water.Thursday I totalled it up and I'd had 140 ounces-yes I was up all night. My friend and I just finished writing a stake trek drama. Now I'm writing a murder mystery for work about the great chefs of Europe..anyone want to come and act??&lt;br /&gt;  It was fun to go to Idaho Falls and see Blake, Cherise, Kim and families. Cash was so cute with Ellie. I'm a spud at heart but I do love my Utah mountains and valley. I've been taking tons of old barn pictures-they are pieces of history and I'm having fun. Also, we've had literally dozens and dozens of fat robins all over the trees in our yard. I snapped lots of pics. They were so fun to watch and listen to. It was great to talk to the grandkids this week-they are such little teases. Their Granny Smith nickname is funny-after the apple. They are so cute and bring me so much joy.   Love to my family near and far,  Grandma Vic&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Clar got me on facebook last night...do I look as old as my classmates...hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-1137385321189025968?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/1137385321189025968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=1137385321189025968' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/1137385321189025968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/1137385321189025968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2009/02/monday-morning.html' title='Monday Morning'/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-4944402347793110937</id><published>2009-01-12T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T14:51:23.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dang Dog</title><content type='html'>So Blake has a puppy-half boxer and half mastiff-she is adorable. Since we saw her at Christmas she's gained weight and height. If any of you saw Marley and Me, you'll relate to the experience she gave us today. It's Monday Jan. 12th, I was at work and Blake went to lunch with friends so he locked Chiquita (real name Stout) in the bathroom. When he got home, she'd pooped all over, ripped up a whole roll of toilet paper and took an inch and a half of paint off the door and trashed a pair of my reading glasses. She was in deep crap. If she wasn't so dang cute-Id kick her buns. Anyway, what a mess to clean up. Blake had things fairly under control before I got home. I put her in the kitchen behind a gate blocked with chairs and went in to clorox the floor-I heard a crash and looked up to see her face in mine. Needless to say I had to give her hugs. She's just so cute. Oh yeah, our Ellie doesn't tolerate her well, she's jealous.  It was actually funny to know Blake is responsible for her and had to clean the crap.  Nice payback for all the times I've cleaned up his messes.   Anyway, it was an experience. Have a good one. Vic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-4944402347793110937?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/4944402347793110937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=4944402347793110937' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/4944402347793110937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/4944402347793110937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2009/01/dang-dog.html' title='Dang Dog'/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-5268455716141829319</id><published>2009-01-08T10:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T10:22:42.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a blast</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The trip to New Jersey was so much fun. I am so grateful for the ticket and the opportunity to be with the Osolu Crew. It's been way to long since I've had hugs and seen those precious faces. Why do our kids have to move away??? I know they are all having new experiences and growing and it's great, but I sure do miss all of them. I slept in the bedroom with four active kids and it was so neat at night to tuck them in and watch them as they peacefully slept. New Year's Eve I got the kids while Amanda and Obeta took a much needed night away. We had pizza, played games in the dark-Kaobe's idea, we had ice cream,  watched a movie and watched the ball drop in New York on tv. They all got New Year's kisses and tickles. We called all the family to wish them Happy New Year. We went to see Bedtime Stories, drove to Philadelphia to see the Liberty bell, played games, read stories,  went to the mall, told goofy jokes and Kaobe got some cold water in the shower....hmmmm, wonder who did that.  I enjoyed late night talks with A and O. I got put in a yarn jail for not committing a crime-very creative. Ada and I talked, Indy shared her monkeys, Leiah snuggled when she wanted to and Kaobe was trying to use his new tools and read a new book in just a few hours-he's fast.&lt;br /&gt;Amanda and I spent an afternoon in the big city at Chinatown and Little Italy-we scored on hats and scarves, had a great Italian meal, froze our toes and noses and drove around central park. I saw alot of sights, even the ocean yeah!! I missed not having Al with me and admit I feel guilty he didn't get to see the kids. The flight out was ok-the trip home was long, cold and the weather in SLC was not fun. I drove 30 miles an hour to Layton, then couldn't see the road and my hands were numb from gripping the wheel, so I pulled over and got a room for a few hours.&lt;br /&gt; I had to soak my feet in hot water to unthaw them enough to sleep. The next morning the drive wasn't so bad after Ogden, but I couldn't get into the driveway-it was two feet deep in ice and snow from the plows. I parked next door and Dallen helped me shove a path through for the car. Then I got Ellie-she was so excited, we gave her a bath, then crawled into  bed with extra blankets where I spent the rest of the day and evening.&lt;br /&gt;   The 7th was my 56th birthday. I used to hate getting older, but I'm thankful for every year past fifty ever since dad died at that age. I realize life is a huge blessing and everyday I find joy, peace, love and learning. Clar and Deb took me out for Mexican food...it was fun. I had the stomach flu and didn't each much, but the leftovers will be good. Alan had Clar get a spring bouquet of flowers-they are very pretty...he's sneaky!&lt;br /&gt;   Today, the 8th I'm playing catch up. enjoying the sun, the birds in the pine tree and I'm still in penguin pajamas at 11:30. I have got some things accomplished.  Life is an adventure and I want to live each minute to it's fullest. I love my dear children, my son in laws and our ten wonderful grandkids. Al is my greatest friend, love and joy, I miss him.&lt;br /&gt;  Anyway...Happy New Year&lt;br /&gt;   I resolve to be a better person, help others, love more deeply, laugh and breathe, read my scriptures, increase my prayers, attend the temple more, keep the weight off and live life to the fullest and I want to learn the piano and do some writing. Vic, 1/08/2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-5268455716141829319?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/5268455716141829319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=5268455716141829319' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/5268455716141829319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/5268455716141829319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-blast.html' title='What a blast'/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-5553307519761577220</id><published>2008-12-16T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T19:57:20.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Way to go Clarissa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;She did it!! She taught me how to create new looks for my blog. It's so much fun. We wrapped presents, talked and did some computer stuff. It was a fun night..amazing what you can learn from your kids. If I can do it-all of you can. Have a superb day. Love, Vic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-5553307519761577220?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/5553307519761577220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=5553307519761577220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/5553307519761577220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/5553307519761577220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2008/12/way-to-go-clarissa.html' title='Way to go Clarissa'/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-1950279180916602722</id><published>2008-11-30T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T18:55:41.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>frustration</title><content type='html'>I'm trying to make a holiday background and change my blog a bit....but I can't get it. Ya, I'm computer illiterate!!! But, not giving up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-1950279180916602722?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/1950279180916602722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=1950279180916602722' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/1950279180916602722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/1950279180916602722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2008/11/frustration.html' title='frustration'/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-9073495549859870811</id><published>2008-11-18T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:14:24.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rambles</title><content type='html'>So when was your last physical?&lt;br /&gt;Are you behind?&lt;br /&gt;Have you had your mammies grammed lately?&lt;br /&gt;Did you have to have a tetanus shot=they aren't fun!!&lt;br /&gt;Are you taking care of your body and mind-we only get one chance. I heard someone say once we should never complain about our bodies because a third of God's children didn't get one.&lt;br /&gt;So eat healthy, sleep deep. take time outs for you, breathe deep, feel, love, learn all you can and take time to share your talents. You are all amazing women and I love that we are family. Have a great day. Love, Vic&lt;br /&gt;    ps I HIT BELOW GOAL and my small clothes are big. Yeah it feels good and i have more energy O think I could kick the guys butts in basketball....not!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-9073495549859870811?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/9073495549859870811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=9073495549859870811' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/9073495549859870811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/9073495549859870811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2008/11/rambles.html' title='Rambles'/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-8460762553600017035</id><published>2008-11-06T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T21:14:43.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wicked Witch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Halloween was so fun, even though Al missed it. He said he was dressed up as a trucker..ha. I had a fun night with the neighbors, a roaring fire, cute costumes, yummy food and great conversation. We shared lots of laughter. The weather was perfect long sleeve shirt weather.&lt;br /&gt; I had a physical this week and for being 55, I'm doing ok. I love that I lost 32 pounds, my blood pressure is down and I've got more energy. And my size 8 pants were loose and baggy today-yeah. This fall has been amazing-I've looked for unusual leaves to put in my kitchen window, which is clean thanks to Al's help. The sun almost every morning warms up our bedroom and kicks starts my day. I've had new experiences at work, made new friends, planned a relief society party and finished reading and color marking my Book of Mormon. I love my scriptures-they give me joy, comfort, strength and hope. I get to talk in sacrament meeting this month on service...something I need to work on.&lt;br /&gt;  I've sung lots-with a not great voice, but at least I enjoy it, danced around the house while cleaning, got my Ellie groomed and she's so cute and smells so good. I've seen all my sisters and Kim and love that we are close. I went to Colorado in my bug, alone to visit the Thompson's and Tran's and had a blast. I went on some crazy, get me sick rides with the kids, picked out pumpkins, talked to my daughters and felt so much love. Clarissa paid me a very high compliment that really touched my heart. We were at Al's parents and she said I'd sacrifice my body for my grandkids. That meant lots and I would. I love my Al and our family so deeply sometimes it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;  Life is wonderful even on bad days...I love the Lord and my Savior with all my heart and appreciate all they do to guide and protect me and my loved ones. I really love the Campbell Connection Blog and how it keeps us in touch with each other through word and pictures. Thanks nieces and sisters.&lt;br /&gt;  To anyone who reads this, know that I appreciate all I have been given. Vic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-8460762553600017035?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/8460762553600017035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=8460762553600017035' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/8460762553600017035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/8460762553600017035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2008/11/wicked-witch.html' title='Wicked Witch'/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-8968313792418417949</id><published>2008-10-04T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T11:25:02.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conference</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Wow, I just watched the first session of conference. I've been praying for answers to some issues in my life. Many of the talks this morning were directed to me. I'm so grateful for the gospel in my life. I felt the answers of having hope, simplyfying my life, and learning to be more open to the spirit of the Holy Ghost. This week has been tough-I&lt;br /&gt;have such mixed emotions about my church callings-I adore my primary class and activity days and The drama calling in our stake has allowed me to express talents and the love I have of writing. I will truly miss these callings. I know that Julie needs me at this time in her presidency and I am willing to be dedicated in serving my ward sisters. There are many lives in our ward that need to be touched. I am having a huge conflict on what jobs I need to do with work-three is overwhelming somedays. I just can't decide what to do. It would be wonderful to have nights and Sundays off. I'd miss the mall, it's a fun and colorful job, but that's the way I'm leaning at this time. &lt;br /&gt;  The fall has been so magnificent-the tress and mountains are so colorful. Our baby peach tree has glorious leaves on it, they are so small and cute. The roses and other flowers are still blooming strong and I'm getting a few veggies from the garden still. I love nature and it's beauty and diversity. Al and I had four wonderful days together last weekend-I miss him tons and look forward to having him home each time he comes.  It's raining today and the temperature has dropped alot. I'm not ready for the cold-of course I'm that way every year. The snow and freezing temperatures are just too dreary.&lt;br /&gt;  I put up Halloween decor this week-I had decided not to, but I'm glad I did. I love October and the holiday and fun colors, treats, witches and ghosts. I've been putting Halloween things together for the kids this week-it's fun.&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to going to Colorado next week-hope the weather clears up.&lt;br /&gt;   One last thing....I hit 148 this week that's 30 pounds lost and I feel so much better and my clothes fit. I'm trying to live healthier and also learn new things. I have lots of skills I want to learn, countries and people I want to study and knowledge I want to gain.&lt;br /&gt;            Happy fall to all and I love you. Vic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-8968313792418417949?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/8968313792418417949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=8968313792418417949' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/8968313792418417949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/8968313792418417949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2008/10/conference.html' title='Conference'/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-6977809999142939727</id><published>2008-09-09T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T22:12:24.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trucker Babe-that's me!!!</title><content type='html'>Wow, what a ride. Being in a semi truck for over a week was quite the experience. I loved the scenery, laughing with my Al, making him slow down for pictures and lots of rest stops so I could stretch and run with our dog. I didn't like the hard mattress on the top bunk or the extra sore behind, but the rest was great. The Dakotas were awesome, Wisconsin was so pretty-I loved the cranberry bogs. Minnesota was my favorite with all the lakes, rolling hills, old barns and silos, I was very impressed with that state. Thanks Al for a fun trip, the talks and butt pinching to get me into the truck and for being with you. It was good to get back home to our soft bed, the green yard and extra long showers. I do miss my babe when he's on the road.  I need to get some pics posted.&lt;br /&gt;   September is such a nostalgic month for me-I know winter is coming and I will miss the beauty of the summer flowers, the fresh pine scented air in the morning, the fresh fruit and veggies and all the fun of summer. I do love the fall leaves, the crisp air, apples and jackets. If I could just skip the cold of winter I'd be happier. Oh, well, we have seasons for a reason and I do have a fantastic mountain view.   Happy fall!!! Vic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-6977809999142939727?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/6977809999142939727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=6977809999142939727' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/6977809999142939727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/6977809999142939727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2008/09/trucker-babe-thats-me.html' title='Trucker Babe-that&apos;s me!!!'/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-5316718359061820062</id><published>2008-08-24T21:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T21:44:03.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been awhile since I took time to write. The summer has been great, being with my parents families, my sisters and nieces and especially a weekend at Breckenridge with my four fabulous daughters. We had a wonderful time hanging out. I do miss Blake's company. I've had a blast with my neighbors, the water fights, doing crafts, teaching them to sew, cookouts, doing yard work with them and just laughing. I will miss the fun during the winter months. I went to Mama Mia and loved it...although Pierce can't sing, he's still hot. Can an older woman still say that???  I get to go trucking with my honey this week, it will be good to get some alone time with him and see some new sights. Someday I'll figure out how to post some new pictures. Oh yeah, I also lost twenty three pounds and feel great....nine more to go to goal and I'm in all my size ten clothes aiming for an eight. Happy end of summer.&lt;br /&gt;                                       Enjoy some sunsets and dance each day!&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                   Vic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-5316718359061820062?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/5316718359061820062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=5316718359061820062' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/5316718359061820062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/5316718359061820062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-been-awhile-since-i-took-time-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-5852618137124138497</id><published>2008-06-03T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T17:33:41.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't believe June is here already. It's been a crazy weather week-hot, cold, wind, rain-it's time for summer!!! Our yard is starting to shape up-there are so many gorgeous flowers in bloom and the garden's in ok condition. I've been watching fat robins and tiny hummingbirds visit the trees and flowers. I love nature and the beautiful creations God has placed here. I have fantastic neighbors who are willing to help when I get overwhelmed and I love their kids. We are ready to start having cookouts again-always fun. This summer, I get to spend time with my four daughters and I am so excited for our weekend in Colorado. I also get to see grandkids-Yeah! And both of my parents families are having reunions-so I'll see aunts and uncles galore. I had a wonderful sisters weekend with my five sisters and sister in law. I' ve learned some cardmaking tips and am enjoying that. Also, I'm trying to learn sign language from my daughter's vlog. It's going to be a busy summer.  Enjoy! Grandma Vic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-5852618137124138497?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/5852618137124138497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=5852618137124138497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/5852618137124138497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/5852618137124138497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-cant-believe-june-is-here-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-6530548175231955419</id><published>2008-05-11T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T19:37:33.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Mother's Day 2008. It was fun to talk to the grandkids and have Law's over. It's been a sort of quiet, restful day. A prelude to a busy week. I'm sitting here looking at the thousands of blossoms on the fruit trees and praying they won't freeze. I need to replenish our food storage. Thoughts of my mom have flitted in and out of my head all weekend. I wish she and dad were here. There are days when it would be nice to have a moms shoulder to cry on. I guess that's my sisters are for. There are just some things that sisters do that no one else can. I am so thankful for my beautiful daughters and for their love and care. My life is a blessed one and I can't complain-although sometimes I do. Anyway, it's been a good day. Spring is going by way to fast, April needs to come again and start over. I can't wait to sit in the swing outside and watch the bees and smell the lemon thyme and lavender. Awe...spring what bliss!&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                         Love and hugs,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                       Grandmavic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-6530548175231955419?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/6530548175231955419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=6530548175231955419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/6530548175231955419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/6530548175231955419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-5750091050826434508</id><published>2008-05-04T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T22:27:22.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The lovely month of May</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's finally May and we've had a beautiful day. I picked a gorgeous bouquet of tulips and they are making my kitchen so cheerful. My sister gave me a darling angel wind chime and it's hanging on our white birch tree, which is growing really tall. I had a super time with my six sisters this past week. We laughed, talked, shared memories, ate, shopped, made cards for hours and got little sleep. I wish we could start over and have another one.&lt;br /&gt;  I'm excited to have a mother daughter weekend this year. I hope we build many great memories. I love my four wonderful girls and appreciate the bonds they share. And I am grateful for the support they give their brother.&lt;br /&gt;  It's been a good day, church, sunshine, a peanut butter sandwich, all I needed was to have my Al here. Happy Spring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-5750091050826434508?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/5750091050826434508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=5750091050826434508' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/5750091050826434508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/5750091050826434508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2008/05/lovely-month-of-may.html' title='The lovely month of May'/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-5558207381578016511</id><published>2008-04-21T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T23:49:58.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;The daffodils are out, so now I know spring is really here, besides, the sun shone all day. It was a crazy week last week and I didn't pay much attention to the world around me. Th melodrama is over, no more practices, costumes or late nights worrying. I was very pleased with how well it turned out and was attended. I already have new ideas in my head for another one, but first a few days to breathe deep, soak my feet in bubbles, read a novel, listen to some music and make strawberry jam. And hopefully get some yardwork done. I'm still looking for another job. We just want to get out of debt. I have big plans to paint and redo the basement-we'll see how much energy I have. My dog is curled by my side sleeping, guess I'll join her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-5558207381578016511?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/5558207381578016511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=5558207381578016511' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/5558207381578016511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/5558207381578016511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2008/04/sweet-spring.html' title='Sweet Spring'/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-7568811525922342050</id><published>2008-04-10T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T18:46:40.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can life get any crazier?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;So, the past few weeks have been a blur, with work, melodrama practice, trying to do a quilt for my sister, and I can't even think of the yard yet and it needs serious help. I need my grandkids here to tickle and to rejuvenate me. I did get to spend a whole 16 hours with my honey this week before he took off again. I can't wait for the end of the month and sisters weekend-where anything goes and laughter rules. It would be nice to actually have spring be warm, at least the snow is gone!! It's almost Friday and I think I'll actually sleep in on Sat. Yeah. Have a good one. Vic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-7568811525922342050?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/7568811525922342050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=7568811525922342050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/7568811525922342050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/7568811525922342050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2008/04/can-life-get-any-crazier.html' title='Can life get any crazier?'/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-796547911109286341</id><published>2008-03-28T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T21:58:02.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life really is a test</title><content type='html'>So it's Friday night and I can honestly say thank goodness the weeks about done. Working two jobs this week has been killing my feet-I need a three hour massage-one hour for each foot and one for my neck and shoulders. I've been having a melodrama practice three times a week now and keeping 32 people on track is almost impossible. I have so say though, they are doing quite well for a group of amateurs. My husband surprised me with a very short visit today, then he was back on the road again. I've been so excited about spring, but after walking around the yard, I'm a little bit worried about all the work that needs done.&lt;br /&gt;  Today, I got a visit at work and to my great surprise was asked to interview for a fantastic job opportunity. It will mean lots of hours, some traveling and sacrifices and much responsibility. The pay and benefits would be wonderful. If I'm offered it, it would mean some big life changes and much prayer to have the Lord's help with an answer.&lt;br /&gt;  I am looking forward to general conference next week and to hearing our new prophet speak and be sustained. I have found several answers to my concerns recently while reading the Book of Mormon. Mostly my concerns are for my family and for our precious grandkids. They are my life. It's late and I'm exhausted, but writing always helps. Night all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-796547911109286341?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/796547911109286341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=796547911109286341' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/796547911109286341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/796547911109286341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2008/03/life-really-is-test.html' title='Life really is a test'/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-8333707069961730902</id><published>2008-03-25T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T12:44:00.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I love spring. The warmth of the sun feels so great after the cold winter we've had. My feet are staying dry, I can wear jackets instead of heavy coats and my joints ache less. Yeah! Right now, I am enjoying a peaceful three hours before work. I just finished doing bills which is always depressing. Too bad everything we want isn't free. I am thankful that God's creations are free to enjoy. I can't wait for the birds to start building their nests in our trees and see the tulips we got from Holland bloom. Actually, there are patches of green in the lawn and I just thought of all the yardwork I need to do. That's ok, I do need four more hands though and it would go faster. Anyway, it's a happy spring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-8333707069961730902?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/8333707069961730902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=8333707069961730902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/8333707069961730902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/8333707069961730902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2008/03/spring.html' title='Spring'/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-8667928460022517865</id><published>2008-03-16T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T19:28:52.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For my daughter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;This blogging thing gets me very confused at times-an easy thing to do since my life is so crazy right now. It's a good thing I have a very patient daughter who answers my questions and gives me repeated directions on blogging and other computer mysteries. Considering I was brought up in the age of manual typewriters, just turning on a computer is a feat!&lt;br /&gt;  I just watched an amazing sunset out of my East window, then the sky turned all shades of blues and is now very black with starts sparkling. I really love all of the variety of nature God has created for his children. My dog is curled up by my feet, she looks like a miniature sheepdog...it's time for a haircut. A couple of my kids and I played had dinner and played a game tonight and I have to admit I actually was enjoying the Jack Johnson cd they were playing.&lt;br /&gt;  Tomorrow is St. Patrick's day and I have this really great western hat-grass green with gold clovers all over it to wear. I really love holidays, so why not have some fun with them? It seems strange that Easter is also this week. Anyway, thanks Clar for getting me back on track.&lt;br /&gt;   Don't get pinched...grandma Vic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-8667928460022517865?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/8667928460022517865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=8667928460022517865' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/8667928460022517865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/8667928460022517865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2008/03/for-my-daughter.html' title='For my daughter'/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-2915371350071581597</id><published>2008-02-21T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T17:31:43.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my daughter is a genius!</title><content type='html'>So, now I have only one blog not the three accidentally created. Thanks to my very talented and patient youngest daughter. More later. Vic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-2915371350071581597?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/2915371350071581597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=2915371350071581597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/2915371350071581597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/2915371350071581597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-daughter-is-genius.html' title='my daughter is a genius!'/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-5869275212988114462</id><published>2008-02-02T17:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T17:06:25.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, we've had many days of snow the past month, it's very cold and shoveling out has been a real pain. I look forward to the spring, my favorite season when the earth comes back to life. I can't wait to see the tulips we brought back from Holland, they seem to grow more beautiful each spring. The sun peeked through the windows for a few moments today and the warmth felt so good. The light made my mountains sparkle in that few moments. Each window of our little home looks out upon a different mountain view. My favorite is the view I get when I'm sitting at the kitchen table. I see the beauty that grows in our yard, the flag waving cheerfully from our flagpole, and in the distance the magnificent sunsets over the mountains. I love when the sky turns shades of pinks, purples and brilliant oranges, then they softly fade into the dark of night and the stars come out to play. Nature is such a wonderful gift, there is so much pleasure from even the smallest of things. The graceful hummingbirds, the little blue forget me knots, the shimmery essence of a dragonfly and the wind blowing through our aspen trees. A couple of summers ago, I remember sitting by the herb garden and I noticed a spider spinning a web. At first, I thought yuck, then I got interested in the web itself and how the sun made it glisten. I left it undisturbed and marveled at how such a small creature could make something so lacy and precise. God loves all of his creations, what a great thing to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-5869275212988114462?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/5869275212988114462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=5869275212988114462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/5869275212988114462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/5869275212988114462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2008/02/snow-days.html' title='Snow days'/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-9167680500682186606</id><published>2008-02-02T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T17:05:38.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our prophet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;As I have pondered the death of President Hinckley, I am filled with gratitude that I have known him and loved him. It was a thrill to sit in several meetings in Salt Lake where he was present. The hush as he walked into a room was so reverent. I will always picture him in my heart as he'd wave and smile his huge smile. His funeral today was a wonderful tribute to a son and servant of God. Thank you dear prophet for blessing my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-9167680500682186606?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/9167680500682186606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=9167680500682186606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/9167680500682186606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/9167680500682186606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2008/02/our-prophet.html' title='Our prophet'/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-3827007378813517242</id><published>2008-02-01T17:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T17:08:26.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graceful Aging</title><content type='html'>I'm a proud grandma who refuses to get old gracefully. My hair will stay dark, I hope the wrinkles take their time appearing and I don't want my upper half to sag. I love dancing as I get ready for work. Music can move me to tears and make me want to work harder and enjoy life more. I wish I could sing. I love frogs. They are so cute and odd. Hummingbirds fascinate me. I am an avid gardener. I love life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-3827007378813517242?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/3827007378813517242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=3827007378813517242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/3827007378813517242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/3827007378813517242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2008/02/graceful-aging.html' title='Graceful Aging'/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-2511288205622873824</id><published>2008-01-22T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T17:12:41.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go again</title><content type='html'>Here we go again. &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So my last blog didn't go through, so I'm not giving up. It's a very cold day here -1 at 7:00 p.m. So I'm snuggled in a warm blanket my daughter gave me last year and my puppy Ellie is curled up also. What does  fifty plus woman put on a blog? I don't know, so here are my random thoughts.&lt;br /&gt; First, I'm missing my husband of 35 years, he's on the road and it's been a month since he's been home. Can't wait to see him. I have lots of interests and hobbies. I love collecting hats, purses and gloves. I love to do creative writing and I adore reading almost anything I can. My goals for the year are to publish a short story, play the piano, get in better shape and see my ten adorable grandkids more often.&lt;br /&gt; Nature moves me...the mountains, oceans and colors of flowers. I love sunsets and winter in Island Park. I was there last week and it looked like someone had dropped huge bowls of whipped frosting on the pine trees and then threw handfuls of glitter on them. It was breathtaking.&lt;br /&gt; Right now, I enjoy watching the food network...Emeril rocks and Paula Deen makes me smile. My four year old Indy loves her also.&lt;br /&gt; Anyway, that's my ramblings for now. Life is my passion and I want to dance and sing my way through it.  Vic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-2511288205622873824?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/2511288205622873824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=2511288205622873824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/2511288205622873824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/2511288205622873824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2008/01/here-we-go-again.html' title='Here we go again'/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-2415591295782401675</id><published>2008-01-13T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T17:21:54.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Al &amp; I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8ZVZIOBenI/R4q47JQrTwI/AAAAAAAAADU/Yd7QVqwhYIk/s1600-h/IMG_0562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8ZVZIOBenI/R4q47JQrTwI/AAAAAAAAADU/Yd7QVqwhYIk/s400/IMG_0562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-2415591295782401675?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/2415591295782401675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=2415591295782401675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/2415591295782401675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/2415591295782401675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2008/01/grandpa-grandma.html' title='Al &amp; I'/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8ZVZIOBenI/R4q47JQrTwI/AAAAAAAAADU/Yd7QVqwhYIk/s72-c/IMG_0562.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699096701894442127.post-7948128767610672966</id><published>2008-01-13T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T17:03:39.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first blog, so hope it's good!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;So, here I am in 2008, I just turned 55 and to me that is a huge milestone. I was scared to turn 50, that's when my dad died, but after living through that year, I decided I'd do my best to grow old, but not without a fight. I want to run through meadows and pick flowers, wade in icy cold stream, sing at the top of my lungs, even though I sound awful. I want to write to my hearts content, read, eat ice cream at midnight, I know it's not healthy. I want to dance more, love more, laugh tons more, and let my creativity out. I have so many ideas floating around in my brain of things to do and see and enjoy. Yes, kids I do still have a functioning brain.&lt;br /&gt;Here it is 8:00 on a Sunday night. I'm missing my Al and wishing he were here to hug. I think having him gone on weekends is the hardest. I know he's enjoying life on the road.&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing a melodrama and having a blast with it. It will be presented for twice in April and I'm very excited. My goal now is to finish writing a Christmas story and get it published and to learn to play the piano. My son taught me how to rip and burn music last night and it was  a joy to put a small portion of the music I love together. Yeah...something new learned and it's only January 13th.&lt;br /&gt;Some of the things that make me..ME are books, music, and absolute love for flowers and gardening, the pleasure I get from nature, my wonderful family of five, four great son in laws, and ten adorable grandkids and My husband of 35 years. I also love popcorn, licorice, Spanish food and halibut. We have a super dog who is small, feisty and so much fun, we call her Miss Ellie.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's been theraputic to do a bit of writing and to anyone who read this...take time to look at the sky, dance a little each day and smile at strangers.  Grandma Vic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699096701894442127-7948128767610672966?l=grandmavic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/feeds/7948128767610672966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7699096701894442127&amp;postID=7948128767610672966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/7948128767610672966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7699096701894442127/posts/default/7948128767610672966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmavic.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-first-blog-so-hope-its-good.html' title='My first blog, so hope it&apos;s good!'/><author><name>Grandma Vic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316462940639108978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
