Friday, June 26, 2009

Goodbye Michael...

To Michael Jackson: THANK YOU!!!


For giving me memories to last a life time.


*Breaking into a giddy chuckle every time I hear "Thriller" and envision me, Kayci, and a thriller dancing Mark going down the dock at Lake Powell... tee hee hee...


*My mom taking mine and Dan's Michael Jackson record (like a real record...) and breaking it into a million pieces... and me following her down the driveway as she was going to throw it away... screaming, begging her not too throw my beloved MJ record away... all because Dan and I thought it would be SOOO fun to use her other records as Frisbees... whoops...
Good times... thank you... goodbye...

Monday, June 15, 2009

Diet Anyone...??

So about a month ago my mom and I were eating lunch at Biagis (YUMMO!!) and decided we'd go on a diet together. We knew our trip to Lake Powell was fast approaching and it'd be nice to be SLAMMIN in our swimsuits!! Well the next week grandpa Clay passed away and between the stress, sadness, and copious amounts of Swiss chocolate consumed the diet never really started... in fact it went in reverse... YIKES!! After everything settled down we decided we'd start again. I've been doing really well with my food but I think I really just want to tone up so I thought I'd take up running again... which was all good in theory, but then Utah got stuck under a constant HURRICANE and I couldn't go out and run at all. So I've got about 2.5 weeks to go. Does anybody have any diet or exercise secrets they'd like to share?? You know, the kind where you drop 10 sizes in a week?? Ha ha ha! No really, I'm serious!! I have to look good in THIS!

Sunday, May 24, 2009

Grandpa Clay

Many of you know that my grandpa Clay passed away last week. We attended a beautiful funeral service for him yesterday. He was such a truly amazing man. We will miss him so dearly. I want to thank everyone for their thoughts and well wishes.




Clayton R. Hurst 1927 ~ 2009 Clayton Riley Hurst, adored husband, father, grandpa, friend, Bish, Chief, Bwana and Pres, passed away May 21, 2009. Heeding the poet's advice, he did not go all too "gently into that good night," which will not surprise any who knew him. He loved life, but after years of illness and decline, Clay is now with beloved family and friends in joyful reunion. Clayton was born June 30, 1927 in Helper, Utah, the cherished only child of Mary Matekovic and Nathan T. Hurst. The family moved to Salt Lake City and then to Reno, Nevada, when Clayton was a young boy. A child of the Depression, his family was "as poor as dirt," but thanks to his mother, he always looked snazzy. From childhood on, he was a hard worker, delivering groceries by age ten and driving a school bus when he was 14-years-old. An adventurous spirit, he learned to pilot a plane at age sixteen. Clay was blessed with a bright and inquisitive mind. He graduated from high school early and enlisted in the Navy at the age of 17, much to his mother's dismay. After basic training in San Diego, he was posted as a corpsman at the naval hospital in Dublin, Georgia. Following his military service, Clay enrolled at the University of Nevada, Reno, where he met a lovely co-ed from Las Vegas, Norma Jean Carruth. In the midst of their courtship, he accepted a call to serve in the Swiss-Austrian Mission (1949-1951). During his two-and-a-half years of service, he developed a life-long love for the language, people and land. After his return, he and Norma were married in the St. George Temple on November 23, 1951. Back in Reno, Norma taught school while Clayton completed a degree in German and chemistry. The young couple moved to Houston, where Clay worked for New York Life. Work took them to New Orleans, then on to Denver and eventually to Los Angeles. They settled in La Crescenta, where they lived for the next 35 years, reared their four children and forged many enduring friendships. Clayton and Norma's home was a haven of love, learning, much laughter, great food and lively conversation. Any "reproving betimes with sharpness" was unfailingly followed by "an increase of love." Our childhood home, indeed anywhere our parents lived, was literally a refuge for anyone in need who might knock at the door. Home is a sacred word in our vocabulary. After several more years in the insurance business, Clay and two colleagues established the benefits consulting firm of Olanie, Hurst & Hemrich. His keen mind and gregarious nature made Clay a successful businessman and endeared him to many as mentor and friend. Clayton's greatest work, however, was that of an eternal nature: family, friendships and service in The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. He especially loved, and had a marvelous gift for, teaching young people. His church work included serving as a bishop three times and as President of the Switzerland Zurich Mission (1983 - 1986). He is survived by his loving wife, Norma; children and spouses, Scott and Holly Hurst, Kathryn and William Smith, Barbara Hurst and Joseph Ney, and Susan and Steven Rhondeau; 16 grandchildren and 10 1/2 great-grandchildren. Dad truly experienced joy in his posterity. Other loved-ones include sisters-and-brothers-in-law, Barbara and Vern Albright and Carole and Murton Bowman and numerous aunts, uncles and cousins who were a profound and loving influence in his life. The children wish to express deep-felt thanks to the staff of Wentworth-Coventry Assisted Living (Lupita, you are an angel), and Rocky Mountain Hospice: Dr. Bretton Newman, Dina, Brandon, Mike, Alane, Josh, Tyler and the Bens. They deserve a medal, as does our Mom, Dad's number one fan and caregiver. Funeral services will be held on Wednesday, May 27, at 12 p.m. at the Monument Park Ward, 1005 South 2000 East, Salt Lake City. Friends may call on Tuesday evening, May 26, from 6 to 8 p.m. at Larkin Sunset Lawn Mortuary, 2350 East 1300 South, and Wednesday from 10:30 to 11:45 a.m. prior to services at the church. Clay really disliked attending viewings; this time he doesn't have a choice. To ease the pain for the rest of us, Swiss chocolate will be on hand. In lieu of flowers, contributions may be made to the Missionary Fund of the LDS Church. Interment: Salt Lake City Cemetery. Online condolences may be sent to www.larkincares.com

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Feet

I got this in an email and thought it was HILARIOUS!! So of course I had to share...

Alright ladies, it's that time of year once again!!! I think we need to be reminded of a few things. So my sisters, PLEASE, raise your big toes and repeat after me below...

The Open Toed Shoe Pledge
As a member of the Cute Girl Sisterhood, I pledge to follow the Rules when wearing sandals and other open-toe shoes:

I promise to always wear sandals that fit. My toes will not hang over and touch the ground, nor will my heels spill over the backs. And the sides and tops of my feet will not pudge out between the straps.

I will go polish-free or vow to keep the polish fresh, intact and chip-free.
I will not cheat and just touch up my big toe.

I will sand down any mounds of skin before they turn hard and yellow.

I will shave the hairs off my big toe.

I won't wear pantyhose even if my misinformed girlfriend, coworker, mother, sister tells me the toe seam really will stay under my toes if I tuck it there.

If a strap breaks, I won't duct-tape, pin, glue or tuck it back! into place hoping it will stay put. I will get my shoe fixed or toss it.

I will not live in corn denial; rather I will lean on my good friend Dr. Scholl's if my feet need him.

I will resist the urge to buy jelly shoes at Payless for the low, low price of $4.99 even if my feet are small enough to fit into the kids' sizes. This is out of concern for my safety, and the safety of others. No one can walk properly when standing in a pool of sweat and I would hate to take someone down with me as I fall and break my ankle.

I will take my toe ring off toward the end of the day if my toes swell and begin to look like Vienna sausages.

I will be brutally honest with my girlfriend/sister/coworker when she asks me if her feet are too ugly to wear sandals. Someone has to tell her that her toes are as long as my fingers and no sandal makes creepy feet look good.

I will promise if I wear flip flops that I will ensure that they actually flip and flop, making the correct noise while walking and I will swear NOT to slide or drag my feet while wearing them.

I will promise to go to my local nail salon at least once per season and have a real pedicure (they are about $20 or $25 and worth EVERY penny).

I will promise to throw away any white/off-white sandals that show signs of wear... nothing is tackier than dirty white sandals.

Saturday, April 25, 2009

April

We had a busy month. Here's some cute pics of what went on...



I had a birthday! My last birthday in fact :) I'll be 29 forever, right??



I got a camera from mom and dad and Mark did things around the house for me.











This is the first pic I took with the new camera











This is where Mark took me for dinner











This was some of our yummy food











This was my desert...











This is what was inside!! mmmm....











This is my post Cheesecake Factory happy face :)











Mark bought and installed this pot rack for me.














Mark tiled our garage entry...











Mark also tiled our main entry!! I love it :)











Justin got me this awesome bracelet










I had a birthday party with some friends (thanks girls!!)











We bought yummy Popsicles at Costco! Yummo!!














Ashton loved his pop too :)













Ashton got to come to work with mom and throw candy at her with Maria! Fun!!

















The boys got quality time with Dad


Justin started LACROSSE!!











He's the goalie. He is awesome at being the goalie!










We watched.












He froze :P














The team did great!! :)