Saturday, April 27, 2019

New Baby -- introducing Jane Liebhardt


Born April 22, 2019
6 lbs 6 oz, 19 inches long
Looks like Rachel!
Uncomplicated labor and delivery, thankfully.
Kaylee went in to be induced on Monday morning, and Jane was born at noon.
She has lots of dark newborn hair. That is very different from her siblings, because they were basically bald.
And she has jaundice. She was given light therapy beginning Friday and improved by Saturday. She will stay on them for Sunday, too. We are hoping she will recover quickly.



Yep. She looks like a glowing alien baby. Mask, binky and all.

We had some fun in the sun in the yard. The kids helped Nick get the garden planted.
















Thursday, April 11, 2019

Conference Weekend, April 2019, and on through the week...

We had kind of a different Conference Weekend at our house this year.  Usually I am home, puttering around while listening to the Saturday sessions. This year we took off on a field trip to Rockville, UT and Mike was still in California helping with Christi's condo.

That evening we were kind of tired, but everyone had plans. Eric was doing a drag show in St. George and Gail went to that with the teen aged girls.  Jonathan was going to stay home with me, but ended up getting to play with his dad and go swimming and to a movie since Seth came down for a day and a half.  I went grocery shopping. Twice. I decided not to try and do mine and Berenice's at the same time, so I just went twice. It's nice that I have the energy for that, yes?  I did.  But I was pooped out after and just enjoyed watching a movie and relaxing afterwards.

Sunday morning I did not make cinnamon rolls.  We had eaten our way through I won't say how many dozen Krispy Kreme Donuts that Gail was kind enough to bring with her.  So I made German pancakes and burnt bacon. I didn't mean to burn the bacon, but it was more like chitlins'. ha.  I enjoyed eating by myself since everyone else seemed to be sleeping in and I started watching conference in the basement.  Eventually the Owens' all got up and ate and got packed and they left about 11 a.m., heading home in different directions--Seth via Richfield and Gail via Nevada roads to the west of here (She'd come down via SLC). I enjoyed conference in my very quiet house. I did doze off for a bit here and there, but the words I heard were good ones. I enjoyed hearing Elder Holland talk about how important our Sacrament meetings are and how they need to be treated so.

We all need a spiritual feed once in a while. I know I've been slacking on the "Come Follow Me" home-centered, church-supported Gospel study program. I/we started with such good intentions...which tend to fall by the wayside.  "Oh, I will get caught up,"  soon. But "Soon" never comes. So I guess I'll just jump in, but wanted to wait for Mike.  Maybe not. I don't think he's ever coming home, at this point.  He's reached the "Disappointed" phase of his project. He's tired and the end never seems to come. It will. Just not soon enough.

Well, I went to work on Monday and after work, at 7 pm, I went to Paddle Board Yoga. I really do like this class. I like that it's free, that the teacher is so nice (even though he has many OVER due books from the library, I just found out that morning!!), and it is a good workout of stretches and balance-building exercises. It's a challange. I've still not been able to get up and do the easy warrior 1 pose on the board, but I'm going to keep trying.  Teacher said I could move to his lane where there are less waves.  Though he does sometimes fall off his board.  I still haven't fallen off except once after class.  I am exempt from having to fall in when anyone else does (that's the rule, you know), because if I fall in, class is over for me since I cannot haul my tubby body back onto the board! And I don't want class to end until it's over. So there.  I stay on the board the best I can, take a knee when it gets too tippy and I just try. But it is fun and I do like it.

Tuesday, I took Berenice to a Dr visit in the morning, then I had a free "Lunch and Learn" with the CAST (Care and Support Team) people and we enjoyed lunch and a lecture on "setting boundaries" from the director of the wellness center here on campus. I never said one word, just listened. And learned.  What could I have done differently to prevent one of my student workers from giving me her two-weeks notice last Thursday, hmmmm?  What difference might some boundaries have made. Probably none, but I needed to think about it.

I left work at four p.m. and rushed home in order to be there if anyone showed up from our ward clean up crew.  They were all meeting at the chapel at 4 and spreading out from there.  There were dozens of yards and homes all marked on a map, and my raspberry patch was one of them!  Yay! I was going to get some help.  While waiting, I weeded in the front yard, and while I was inside taking an allergy pill, they came. My helpers--Sister Vernon, my ministering sister, as well as Cheryl and Ralph Savage.  He cleaned out the old dead stuff from the fall garden, while the ladies and I pruned the berry patch.  And Ralph cut down one big limb from the apple tree, more boys came by and hauled things to the curb, we trimmed up the peonies and it was done!  My yard was presentable again and I could face it for the coming planing season. Whew! I should have gone with them when they left and helped on another's yard or two, as many hands make light work, but I stayed home and I finished pruing the apple tree the rest of the way, did some on the peach tree, too.  It was such a feeling of accomplishment!  As I finished, the rains came in.  We got a nice rain shower that later turned to snow. And it snowed all night and into the next day and we got quite a lot of water.  Now, on Thursday, it's nearly all gone, with just snow in the shady spots.

My voice was kind of raspy that night. I went to bed and on Wednesday morning, I was so sick.  Coughing, stuffy head. So I called in sick, missed a staff meeting in the library, missed my board meeting with the staff association on campus AND I missed my Relief Society "Hop Into Spring" activity that evening, too. Shoot. I missed March's activity because I was in CA.  But I just took Dayquil and zinc and drank juice and slept and slept and slept some more.  All day, pretty much. I though, "Gee, I'm not terribly ill, maybe I can enjoy a few movies on Netflix before my free one-month trial ends." But no. I would lay down to have a nap and ended up sleeping for 3 to 4 hours both times. The day was gone. ZZZZzzzzz.  But sleep tends to be my medicine.  My nose is a bit drippy today as I type this (Thursday p.m.), but not too bad. I'm counting on the Zinc to really nip it in the bud.

I went to Work Thursday the 11th. If you can call it work. One meeting at 8:30 am (ILS RFP  , Integrated Library System Request for Proposal committee I'm on. We're hunting for a new library system), another meeting following that one at 10 to 11 a.m. Then I left to attend the Center for Diversity and Inclusion 2nd annual Drag Brunch which Eric was EMCEEing (MCing? Hosting?). He did a good job. I went with Jude, my co-worker.  Then I went to the library from 1 to 3, got nothing done. Left at 3 to go get Berenice to take her to a dr appointment at the hospital radiology department.  Then back  home at 5 for a nap.  Long day. Meetings and appointments.   TONIGHT I want to just veg and watch a movie.

For my free month of Netflix, I've not watched a lot, but I have seen a couple on my list.  "Black Panther," "Hotel Transylvania 3," "Saving Mr. Banks," "Five Flights Up," and I don't remember any more. I delete them from my "watch list" once they're done, so I can't remember.  I do know it's a big waste of time! :-)





You can see that the room was quite full. It was a good turn-out.  The campus is trying (and succeeding?) to be more inclusive.  There were skits and there was a performance by a queen from Las Vegas who did about three numbers and was really good--very talented dancer.  And of course, she looked MAhhh ve lus.


Here is snow in the back yard on Wednesday morning, April 10, 2019.  Yes, it always does this. Why are we surprised?  this is my newly pruned apple tree. It has not bloomed yet. But the apricot trees all over town ARE in full bloom and they all go snowed on.  tonight it is supposed to be in the 20's so we may lose any hope of getting Apricots this year.  Again--what' s new? ha


The apricot tree that hangs over my wall in the back yard. I took this on Tuesday afternoon.

My flowers in the front flower bed, BS (Before Snow). You can SMELL the hyacinths when you come up the walk!  mmmm, I do love their smell.  I have three bunches of them now in this bed. I divided the onces that were living down by the spigot. I'm so glad! They are much more visible up here than down next to the basement wall.

And ALL of these photos are in exact opposite order.
Hoppy Spring!






Sunday, April 7, 2019

Spring break for the older ones, April 6, 2019. Rockville, UT

I signed up for an "Art Adventure" and Gail, Eric, and Matt came, too. We love learning. It was an opportunity to listen to author James Aton talk about one of our favorite local artists, Jimmy Jones. Jim Aton wrote the book about him, knew him, loved him. "Everybody loved Jimmy," as Mr. Aton said. And we did this field trip ON the actual property and grounds and yards of the home Jimmy Jones built in Rockville, Utah.

Gail and I met with others and boarded an SUU van in Cedar City and rode down there. We stopped in La Verkin and picked up Matt and Eric, join a caravan of others and headed out again. It was supposed to be an outing from 9 am to 1 pm, but it went much longer. The road to the property is rough, to put it mildly.

Jim Aton talked about Jimmy, his work, his home. Another local artist, Brad Holt, also share his personal experiences of being tutored in art by Jimmy Jones and passed on golden bits of wisdom pertaining to becoming a better artist. It was good. Not that I'm going to be an artist, but just in case, you know?😉

The exterior of the home. Metal decks were added later, to replace the worn wooden ones.


Can you see Gail and Eric listening to Dr. Aton?

Check out the VIEWS from this home! Is there any wonder he built his home here? It took a long, long time. Outside rock work alone was 14 years in the making , but only because only one person did it, and only in winters. And Jimmy added on, too. There were other cool things. It is built directly on the bedrock.

This photo is taken through glass, thus the leg reflections. Its a chunk of bedrock that IS the floor of this room.

The views. They are awe-inspiring, to say the least. This is from the deck. There are many decks, many windows. His main studio was in this home.






The trip was limited to twenty participants.

After we learned a liitle about the home, the owner, etc., we moved around where another local artist had set up for a demonstration in pastels. Arlene Braithwaite is an amazing artist right here in Cedar City. And my kids went to school with her kids. One of her kids is a celebrated Young Adult author (Allie Braithwaite Condie).


Arlene and the Southern Utah Museum of Art provided us with materials , and after the demonstration and comments, questions, we found a spot and went to work. At least we tried.

Arlene came around to offer compliments and suggestions. She is a great artist AND a great teacher. Gail and I had fun. Eric and Matt had fun. Eric commented to all in the shuttle on the way there, asking if this is a "safe place to practice bad art"? Because, he said, "I plan to try really hard to do great 'stick figure' mountains and rocks." Ha ha.

Here's Gail, all settled in, ready to go. We had to master the art of seting up a folding aluminum easel first! I ended up setting mine up just to her right, in front, but not blocking her chosen view. And i was on on an ant hill. She ended up focusing on the purple flowers to her left.


Below:
Brad Holt painted in his blocky oil painting style during the 40 minutes we had to try. Brad is a master colorist. He gets it. Sometimes you might think, surrounded by this awesome beauty, how could you go wrong!? Well, you can. (Not him. Me)




We did take a group photo at the end. I hope I get a copy of it soon. I'll add it when I do.



Eric, Gail, Matt.

Above. This is the view I chose. There was not a cloud over it when i started. Arlene said to choose your shading and shadows, place them, and don't go back. Yikes!!But it is Pleine Air paining and the light changes all the time. Hard to do.

I focused in on this smaller area, below.

And this is what I ended up with???!!!! Humph. Colorful camel humps.  Proof that even surounded by all this beauty, great teachers and help, it's evidence that some people just ain't got it. 



BUT, it was a really fun (long) day with wonderful people including family, friends, co-workers. It was GLORIOUS, being in Zion National Park, or close enough to see and enjoy, without having to deal with crowds and parking.

Pleine air pastels.

 Check!

Owens' family Spring Break in Cedar/Gunlock Reservoir Falls

Gail planned her kids' spring break for Cedar Cith this year. They had about a week off and Caroline had signed up for a recruiting event (Orientation and 'sleep over') here at SUU and brought a friend. So it was just the four of them and they came on Tuesday. Seth was working.
We planned out a couple of activities to do together, and I had to work, too. Mike is still workin /volunteering in southern California at Chrisit's place. It is slow going, as all remodles are.
I took Thursday morning off and we went to Gunlock Reservoir to see the waterfalls there. Very pretty. They stayed down there and went on into St George while I came home to go to work. I had to do a split shift that day.

It is an hour and a half drive to Gunlock! I had forgotten it took so long. But it was a lovely day. We were lucky to get a parking spot.

Looking kver the area from my parking spot. You have to walk down a sttep ravine, across a liitle creek, the up the red hills and rocks to the other side to view the falls.




I'm in the purple shirt. If you zoom in, you can see the row of cars across the way.  We thought we got there early enough, but the crowds grew and grew and grew as we were there, and we only stayed an hour. My spot was snatched right up as soon as i had my back up lights on.


So many cascading falls, so many people. Some teen age boys were jumping into a vey cold pool. They were being filmed by someone with a drone.



Its a pretty steepstek to the top of the falls. Through red sand and rocks. And cactus. And wild flowers