Thoughts from the BYU-Utah game

1. Brandon Bradley's knee was DOWN, Ref. Curse the Mountain for it's insufficient replay capabilities. What can you expect with only 2 cameras?

2. True freshman Jake Heaps: Props on doing so well in your first rivalry game. You smoked both of Utah's quarterbacks. Way to withstand the pressure. Too bad for Robert Anai's incompetent play-calling. (Too harsh? Sorry, I've just never really been a fan) How many times do you try to run the ball up the middle for NO gain before you realize that it doesn't work?!? Heaps was completing passes! Let him throw, Coach!

3. Mitch Paine: Excellent season, and impressive game. The blocked field goal was not your fault. You had two other great kicks, and it wasn't fair for everyone to leave the game up to you with a 40 yard field goal. Bummer man.

4. U Players. Enough with the juvenile taunting tactics after the game. You won already. Go celebrate with your team instead of harassing Mitch Paine. I love how your own coach had to pry you off of him. Classy, real classy.

5. Brandon Bradley's knee is STILL down.

6. The Deseret First Credit Union Commercials were tacky. I was embarrassed for them.

7. Ute Fans: Go ahead and celebrate all the way to the PAC 10, but just wait until next year. We'll be back.

Sherry Sharing

I haven't blogged much about our living situation here in Springville. I took as a job as a caregiver for an elderly woman named Sherry. We live with her, and I have been taking care of her for about 5 months, and will be until the new year. Sherry is one of the most lively women I have ever met. We have really enjoyed getting to know her. Over the past few months we have had some really funny experiences, which I have been meaning to write down for a while. Here are a few for your enjoyment...

Sherry only eats one kind of ice cream: Heavenly Hash. We spend about $40 a month on this "nectar from the Gods," as she calls it. She will usually have two bowls every day--one after dinner, and another at about three in the morning when she can't sleep. Apparently one night she wanted her usual fix, but only found unopened cartons in the freezer. She couldn't figure out how to open one, but she really wanted to satisfy her craving. Here is what the box looked like before:

And this is the aftermath. Apparently she ended up using her teeth to rip one whole side of the box off.

Sherry also LOVES her cats. She has three: Ching Li, Charlie, and Katie. One night Sherry came right up to me and started yelling at my feet. She was saying, "Charlie get away from her and come to bed!" She kept on shouting the same thing, and I couldn't figure out why, until I looked down at my feet. Then I realized why.

I was wearing these.

I guess they bear some resemblance...

Speaking of cats, these are the others, Katie and Ching.

You could say she loves her cats a little too much. For instance, after having the following conversation with Sherry, Caleb decided that we needed to set some serious ground rules about her feline friends:

Caleb: "Sherry, tonight we are going to talk about fire safety. What will you do if there is a fire in the house?"

Sherry: "Well, first I will find all of my cats to make sure they are safe, and then I will take them out of the house."

We spent the next few hours trying to convince her that her life means more to us than her three "kids." I just hope we never have a fire.

It's Autumn Time...

Caleb and Grandpa Larry have been spending some time together lately. My husband seems to have inherited more of my grandpa's blood than I have. They go fishing a lot together, and just recently went pheasant hunting in Provo. Caleb brought his younger brother Tyler along too.

Meanwhile, I stayed home to work on my domestic skills... (Guns aren't my fave. I'm scared of them.)

As I said previously, I've had some time on my hands. And, as I also mentioned before, I LOVE pumpkin. Hence, I made pumpkin pie from scratch. Now I'm talking as scratchy as scratch can get: homemade pie crust, pumpkin straight-out-of-a-pumpkin... the works. It was a blast. Caleb actually helped too when he got home. We made two pies, and both were gone much quicker than I'd like to admit.

"There is no pit so deep that He is not deeper still."

Just finished another book. You know, sometimes I think life is hard, and then something like this book comes along to remind me how truly blessed I am. The Hiding Place is one of those fascinating true stories of one of the most courageous and faithful women ever born. My little sister was named after her, and I finally got around to reading why. I highly recommend it.