Life goes on.

Even if it does feel like this sometimes.


If it didn't I would've never made it to 40 and gone here,

With these guys.


I wouldn't have gone here and spent two hours painting a cup and saucer that never returned from the kiln.

I wouldn't have had so much time to hang with this girl

Or these guys



I might've just sulked and let my tantrum continue and not been super happy to have my baby home safe and sound.

Yes, life does go on so I might as well roll with it.

Point Break

Have you ever wondered what your breaking point is?
I've been taught, that we will not be given more trials than we can handle but as I have watched one adversity be piled on top another, I do ask, "are we there yet" I've even wondered how people walk away from church forever.

It became apparent to me today that, that statement was not true. That actually we would be pushed to the point of breaking and our very faith will be shaken out of us.

And so my Son sits alone, heart broken and spirit broken, sobbing on a plane home from Virginia. There will be no crowd or balloons waiting for him at the airport, there is no celebration for a medical discharge or partial service. Just an underlying tone from our surroundings that he couldn't hack it. He will live forever with disappointment that he didn't finish what he set out to do.
What waits for him is uncertain. There will however be a Mother and Father who love him unconditionally and who have not and will not forsake him in his time of need.

Where is my maker now? He promised to take care of him. Were our prayers not good enough? Was our faith and trust a signal to say, Hit me again ,I'm strong enough and I liked it?
Well how do I go on?
All I asked was to comfort him, give him peace. He prayed constantly for that peace.
But it never came......
His name was in the Temple, faith and prayers of many others.
But it never came.....


What loving parent wouldn't comfort there own child?

Another Wednesday Past

Wonderful Wednesdays Past

The Royal Wedding.

I can't imagine how awful it must be to "NOT" have an interest in the Royal wedding and have to be subjected to all this frivolous pomp and media frenzy. It has taken over our TV's and whilst I, for obvious reasons, am thrilled and excited to see all the coverage and live pics from home, I really do feel for anyone wondering why as much energy isn't placed on "real" news.
Anyway, I'm excited. Not so much because they are Royal but more because I love a good wedding and honestly, since leaving England, weddings have been quite a let down. Of course I don't have any family here and Boyd's have followed the traditional Utah theme of, do the best you can on a very tight budget because lets face it, your 20, you have school loans and no place to live and no car of your own and well, you know the story. I have seen some beautiful dresses and cakes and I was lucky enough to go to a wedding at La Caille (The cute bride won the grand prize at the huge bridal expo and it was quite fancy)but the thing I miss is more cultural.

The wedding is planned very far in advanced. They are rare, since most folks have only one or 2 kids and many people choose not to get married these days. (I have 4 cousins, all within a few years of my age, Only 1 of them is married )The wedding is a big deal. Top hats and tails a must, Hats for the Ladies or those new fancy feather clip things but ALWAYS a new outfit. It doesn't matter how tight your budget, you have to have a new outfit for a wedding and then another for the reception. Weddings are strictly invite only and it is required that you RSVP!!! Have you ever heard of such a thing. Children are not welcome unless specifically named on the invite! and only very close friends and relatives will get that invite. This will include the wedding and always a meal after wards. The venue is quickly transformed for the evening and music arrives in the form of a DJ or band. There is always a bar whether you pay or they do and also a buffet of food and treats for the evening guests. This is less formal and requires a different outfit. Sometimes the bride will change into a cocktail version of her dress and there are many more folks invited to this part of the affair. Then, when it comes time for the Bride and groom to leave, they do so, tossing the bouquet and zooming off in there decorated car. This is when the party amps up, Dad takes off his tie that's been choking him, Mum kicks off the heels and we have a right old knees up until the very last guest decides to leave. Sometimes the wee hours of the morning.
Now tell me that doesn't sound awesome.
Weddings are rare but usually well thought about and planned and so, like with Kate And William, by the time you get to them, you are so thrilled for the couple and this truly does look like a fairy tale.

Wordless Wednesday

Feeling creative.

Usually my creative moments include glue. Today, I feel this urge for something girlie and since Asha won't humor me with hair bows or flowers for her room, I wondered what feminine flair I could inject into my house without groans from the He's.
I know PINK CUPCAKES!!!
I should probably mention, I have never made cup cakes before and frosting has only been with a knife or a tube of the toothpaste like stuff you buy ready made and squeezable. How hard can it be ? Ha Ha.....

Of course I go to google and watch a You tube tutorial, I really do feel blessed by technology. The first video suggests a zip lock bag with the end cut off.

HHmm , not quite the look I wanted, so I cut a bigger hole.

Oh yum, now that looks like the fat powder snow you just want to jump in but still not quite what I see in th stores.

After a bunch of attempts, (yes I scraped it off and tried again) I pulled out the big guns and went to an actual icing bag with pointy tip thing.

Now that's more like it!
Of course I couldn't leave it there, I had all kinds of fun.

The problem, no one will eat my cupcakes!
I guess they'll be decorating my counter until they go moldy or I get visitors, LOL, moldy it is.