Family thymes

I absolutely adore books. They have been my informant about life. I can lose myself and find myself in a page. However, I have truckloads of trouble getting rid of books. When you buy a piece of information, you don't want to lose it--knowing that somewhere down the line, you are going to "lose it" and you might need to find it again. Going through a dusty line of books brings new discoveries and I am continually surprised when I think of what I was like when I bought that particular book. Besides Dad or my kids might make a fortune, or not, if they sell my cookbooks. The Barbies, however, are Rachels to have, pass on, or sell on e-bay. I am keeping them to remind me of what my Celestial body is going to look like.

This Sunday is Father's Day. Happy Father's day to all my boys and future fathers and especially to your common Dad. I know of no one who works harder to be a good Father and Grandfather. He loves you all and desires for your successes in life. My own Father, as I look back, was there in my life because he did not leave my mother. I think He loved me. He just had so much difficulty saying it while he was sober--I guess that is the reason that I hold back sometimes. All men who have children and stay to raise them are much to be desired. The world is so confused about what a real man is and wants him to be a party animal--spending on his own pleasure, and not of others.

If you have not sent us an e-mail so we can recoup our e-mail addresses, please do. As you know a big crash was heard in the dining room last week, as we can now attest to how much of our life and livelihood depends on the computer.

We have been busy with Temple, outside work, having grandkids over, work, Church meetings and caring for our home teaching families (6) and visiting teaching families (3). It is enough to curl your hair--which is what I had done this morning. Yesterday, I had pressing matters to attend to--a mammogram. Press forward Saints!

I hate to get all excited about my state of health, but all my blood tests came out perfectly--better than my doctors. He gave me two cortizone shots, because of massive hip pain. They helped a little. He prescribed another med for inflammation and I am feeling less pain. I still limp like the Hunchback of Notre Dame, but it less painful. I am afraid to hope that it is possible for me to feel better. You may think that is silly--but live with pain for 10 years--and the optimism is obliterated.

Thanks for keeping us up with your families. A reminder that Camp Kiwanis is July 9th, Thursday, at noon until July 12th, Sunday, at noon. I know you all can't be there for the whole time, but be there when and if you can. Please let me know that days you will be attending so we can schedule meals and activities. I hope your kids don't feel that they are getting too old for Family Reunions. They can always come to relax, play games, read a book, take a hike--just get out of a rut and enjoy each other and nature.

For those who can be here for the 4th of July, lets plan a whoopty-doo of a celebration. Barbeque, fire works, games and whatever else you want to do.

Looking forward to my Summertime life.

Love--------------MOM