Well, it looks like they made it to Alaska. Steve sent a picture of them in front of the Temple. I haven't heard anything about what they have done yet, but it's good to know they made it! This should be a fun trip for them.Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Friday, June 4, 2010
Last graduation for a while
All in all, it's been a pretty great day!
Thursday, June 3, 2010
My little artist!
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Memorial Day Weekend
First of all, ignore my MEDUSA like hair. I did get a perm, and it was a windy day. I'm figuring out how to style it a little bit better now, but it's a work in progress...My weekend started on Friday morning. Steve has gone up to "Mormon cave" several times on his horse. It's a cave just above Lake Point, above I-80 at the point of the mountain. He and his uncle Allen were going for a horseback ride again, and I thought it would be nice to go with them. They rode the horses and I ran with Maizey, my dog. It was not a very long run (probably 3-4 miles total) but it was up a pretty steep hill, which I definitely need practice on. When we got to the cave it was so neat, it goes about 100M into the side of the mountain. I got about 1/3 of the way in and was getting nervous, but they talked me and Maizey into going a little bit deeper. I stopped at 2/3 of the way, while Steve and Allen continued all the way to the back. There are names and initials carved into the side of the cave with dates from the 1800's. It's so neat. It was an amazing day.
Later that afternoon, Steve and I went to the cemetery and put flowers on both his grandparents and his little brother Douglas' grave. It was nice being there a couple of days early. there were a lot of flowers already on the graves, and a lot of people visiting graves, but it wasn't as crazy busy as it usually is on Memorial Day. We were able to have a quiet moment at each of the grave sites.


That night we met family members and went to the Ogden temple together. It was fun being with my 2 sisters-in-law, and Steve being able to hang out with his brother. Afterward, we went out to dinner... so fun.On Saturday morning, Steve and I were invited to a special presentation at Miller Motor -sports Park. The US Army and Grantsville City created what is called a Community Covenant which states that Grantsville City will support our troops, and especially the families of military personnel when they are deployed. They had the mayor of Grantsville, the city council, school district leaders, and leaders from both Grantsville Stakes of the LDS Church, and the pastor of the Baptist church in Grantsville sign this document. I was so proud to be from Grantsville when they were having this ceremony. It's a small town, but very supportive of our military. I couldn't stop thinking about my brother who is serving in the Air Force, and his family who are separated from him, and my brother-in-law who is serving in the Army, and his wife, my sister, who is pregnant and their kids. They are two amazing families, and I'm so proud of the service that they are giving to our country.


I didn't know this, but if a citizen of Grantsville City is deployed, it doesn't matter if it's overseas or not, Grantsville City waives the utility bills of the family while he or she is gone. They have set up a network of help for the families of deployed military personnel so that when something goes wrong (which usually does when a spouse is gone, I would know) they have a list of people or groups that they can turn to for help.


The ceremony was amazing, and it was a perfect way to start off Memorial Day Weekend.Sunday we barbecued steaks and made Grandpa Collings' famous homemade lemon ice cream. It was so yummy!!!
On Monday morning, I took Kaylea to the Benson Grist Mill in Stansbury for a 5K race. (Yes, I should have run too, but I wasn't in the mood...) She did really well. Technically, she took 4th place in the women's category, but she got 1st place in her division which was a great surprise... she's still trying to figure out how that all worked out.
I bumped into my cousin, Gina and her family there too. Their whole family ran, and most of them got medals in the race. The girl behind Kaylea in the dark blue shirt is Gina's daughter, Brook. Having them all there really made me wish I had run the race.That afternoon Kaylea and her dad went for a horseback ride to the reservoir, while I took Steve and Conner fishing. They fished for about an hour before dad and Kaylea got there, then we all had a picnic lunch. The boys didn't catch anything so they started throwing rocks in the water...then they started throwing each other in the water! I decided it was time to quit fishing... I took home a couple of WET boys. That evening, we took the family to the movie "The Prince of Persia". It was pretty good.
We had a very full, very fun Memorial Day Weekend.
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Conner's Track Debut
May I VENT???
Do you ever feel like the world is out to get you? I have had so many weird things happen lately, I feel like maybe I have a bounty on my head. Who can injur me first!?!
We have had a run of bad luck with diesels lately. I've already written about Steve Jr's accident, but last weekend I was driving to Salt Lake with Kaylea and her friend. I was just coming into Magna, past the smelter when the diesel that I was right next to decided to change lanes! I was sure when I saw his blinker come on that he would check and see that I was there, but he kept coming. I blared the horn long and loud, several times, but he kept coming. I was right next to a raised median and had no where to go as the diesel kept coming into my lane. I pulled clear over to the left side and put on my brakes, as my front and back tire rims were grinding against the median, I was bracing for impact. I was sure the back tires of the diesel were going to come right over the back side of my car. He narrowly missed us, and I immediately pulled over to the right side of the road to recover and to check the damage. We had rubbed so hard with our left tires that I wasn't sure if it was even driveable. When I saw that it was okay to drive I tried to speed up and get a glimpse of his license plate, but I never did. It was about the scariest driving experience I've ever had. I think I hate diesels...
Today was just a bad day all around. I was feeling down and my hubby talked me into running. I drove the truck 5 miles up the road and parked it. He started out on his horse and I ran, we met about half way and then he rode his horse along side of me while we headed for home. We were going on a dirt road toward our subdivision. I told Steve that when we got to the subdivision, I was going to get on the horse with him and ride home together (sounds pleasant, right?). Well, the horse had another idea. When I climbed on his back he freaked out. He was really scared and was starting to buck and turn and prance. We couldn't settle him down and Steve said, "GET OFF" so I quickly bailed... yeah, the adrenaline was rushing and I had an asthma attack right there.
I decided to continue to run home the long way, and Steve was going to ride his horse the short way. I was a few blocks from home when 3 dogs came out barking and chasing me. One was a tiny fluffy thing, it was making the most noise, and then suddenly one bit my foot through my shoe REALLY hard! I almost fell over as it clamped down and started to shake it's head. If it had bit me on the skin instead of the shoe it would have broken the skin. It actually made a hole in my shoe! I was so upset and frustrated, and the adrenaline was rushing again. I know you're not supposed to run from dogs, so once he let go and I could not see any owners ANYWHERE, I turned and started to walk away. About 3 houses down I saw a police man turn onto the street so I waved him down and told him what happened.
I love to run, but I absolutely hate running in my subdivision, I get chased by dogs EVERY time. I usually have my pepper spray with me (I forgot it today) and I've had to use it a couple of times. It's sad that I feel more safe on a dirt road among the snakes, jack rabbits, and coyotes than I do in my own neighborhood...
Thanks for letting me vent! :)
We have had a run of bad luck with diesels lately. I've already written about Steve Jr's accident, but last weekend I was driving to Salt Lake with Kaylea and her friend. I was just coming into Magna, past the smelter when the diesel that I was right next to decided to change lanes! I was sure when I saw his blinker come on that he would check and see that I was there, but he kept coming. I blared the horn long and loud, several times, but he kept coming. I was right next to a raised median and had no where to go as the diesel kept coming into my lane. I pulled clear over to the left side and put on my brakes, as my front and back tire rims were grinding against the median, I was bracing for impact. I was sure the back tires of the diesel were going to come right over the back side of my car. He narrowly missed us, and I immediately pulled over to the right side of the road to recover and to check the damage. We had rubbed so hard with our left tires that I wasn't sure if it was even driveable. When I saw that it was okay to drive I tried to speed up and get a glimpse of his license plate, but I never did. It was about the scariest driving experience I've ever had. I think I hate diesels...
Today was just a bad day all around. I was feeling down and my hubby talked me into running. I drove the truck 5 miles up the road and parked it. He started out on his horse and I ran, we met about half way and then he rode his horse along side of me while we headed for home. We were going on a dirt road toward our subdivision. I told Steve that when we got to the subdivision, I was going to get on the horse with him and ride home together (sounds pleasant, right?). Well, the horse had another idea. When I climbed on his back he freaked out. He was really scared and was starting to buck and turn and prance. We couldn't settle him down and Steve said, "GET OFF" so I quickly bailed... yeah, the adrenaline was rushing and I had an asthma attack right there.
I decided to continue to run home the long way, and Steve was going to ride his horse the short way. I was a few blocks from home when 3 dogs came out barking and chasing me. One was a tiny fluffy thing, it was making the most noise, and then suddenly one bit my foot through my shoe REALLY hard! I almost fell over as it clamped down and started to shake it's head. If it had bit me on the skin instead of the shoe it would have broken the skin. It actually made a hole in my shoe! I was so upset and frustrated, and the adrenaline was rushing again. I know you're not supposed to run from dogs, so once he let go and I could not see any owners ANYWHERE, I turned and started to walk away. About 3 houses down I saw a police man turn onto the street so I waved him down and told him what happened.
I love to run, but I absolutely hate running in my subdivision, I get chased by dogs EVERY time. I usually have my pepper spray with me (I forgot it today) and I've had to use it a couple of times. It's sad that I feel more safe on a dirt road among the snakes, jack rabbits, and coyotes than I do in my own neighborhood...
Thanks for letting me vent! :)
Monday, May 24, 2010
Seminary Graduation
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Happy Birthday Steve
I thought it would be fun to just take a little trip through time to celebrate Steve's birthday.
When Steve was born his family lived in Granger, then they moved to Sugarhouse into a home right next door to Grandma and Grandpa Kenney. Of course he was always SO CUTE!!!
Lots of energy, and a very big heart. Steve has always liked helping out the underdog. These pictures remind me of my kids, don't you think?
Being one of 7 boys was always an adventure! They loved going to the sand dunes on their 3 wheelers.

I think the best choice Steve ever made (up to that point in his life) was deciding to transfer from Davis High School to Woods Cross, which is where I was going to school. I think the color blue suits him really well.

Right out of high school, Steve went on a mission to Washington D.C. Another really good choice in his life.

He came home and found "Miss Wright" and married me!!! Man, he was on a roll with all of these good choices. At least I think so.

We've been married for 21 amazing years, and have raised an incredible family. Four great kids, and countless horses...
When Steve was born his family lived in Granger, then they moved to Sugarhouse into a home right next door to Grandma and Grandpa Kenney. Of course he was always SO CUTE!!!
Lots of energy, and a very big heart. Steve has always liked helping out the underdog. These pictures remind me of my kids, don't you think?
Being one of 7 boys was always an adventure! They loved going to the sand dunes on their 3 wheelers.
I think the best choice Steve ever made (up to that point in his life) was deciding to transfer from Davis High School to Woods Cross, which is where I was going to school. I think the color blue suits him really well.

Right out of high school, Steve went on a mission to Washington D.C. Another really good choice in his life.

He came home and found "Miss Wright" and married me!!! Man, he was on a roll with all of these good choices. At least I think so.

We've been married for 21 amazing years, and have raised an incredible family. Four great kids, and countless horses...
Friday, May 21, 2010
Conner's Class
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
BRACES!!!
Sunday, May 16, 2010
State Track Meet and Craziness!
After the race Jessica had a surprise for Kaylea. Jessica and Chris just bought a new car, and decided to give our family the old Corsica. This couldn't have come at a better time, because we are really struggling with the insurance company about Steve's truck. The other driver's insurance company has decided not to pay anything... don't get me started...
Anyway, we decided to let Kaylea take it back to the track meet, and then drive it home.
Steve and I went with Jessica and Chris to the movie. We saw "Letters to Juliet", which I thought was really sweet. We got to go for a ride in Jessica's new car, and I think they did a good job. They bought it used, and it gets about 38 miles per gallon. Not too shabby!
We left for home after the movie. Driving from Provo to Grantsville can be done two ways, you can go through Lehi and West past 5 Mile Pass, or you can go through Salt Lake City and West past Lake Point. We decided to go the back way through Lehi. When we were as far away from Salt Lake City as you can possibly be on that drive, we received a phone call from Kaylea. She was coming home in the new (old) car, in Salt Lake City, and had run out of gas. For those of you who know Salt Lake, she was going on I-15 and was taking the ramp to I-215 when she ran out of gas...on the ramp. It was a terrible place to run out of gas, and very dangerous. I told her to stay in the car and wait. We would have to go get a gas can and come fill her car. It would take us at least an hour to get there.
We started heading to a gas station when Kaylea called again. She had called the Stansbury Track Coach, Steve Allen, and he was coming to rescue her. He was only 20 minutes away, compared to 1 hour. Wow, talk about feeling completely helpless! I really appreciate him for being there for us, and being so thoughtful. I know by the end of the day Kaylea was SO FRUSTRATED with everything, but I was so relieved that she was home safe and sound.
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Cool Pictures
I really wish this picture had my whole family in it, there are 3 siblings missing, but it's such a great picture. This was taken at my Grandma's 90th birthday party.
I just loved this picture and wanted to share. Can you believe my grandma is 90? This is her natural hair color, my grandparents are so spunky! I hope I look this good in 50 years!!
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