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Friday, April 7, 2006

Boston Baked Boltons (Plus One True Blue at BYU)

It was an interesting end to the month for Howard, when he came through LA airport and was told that his Resident Alien card wasn't any good anymore: it had become faded and some of the information wasn't legible. He was told the next time he tried to get back into America with it, he could be deported and fined. He re-applied for a new card, but while waiting he can't leave the country. That isn't stopping his travel, just his travel abroad. He has trips planned stateside during his waiting period. We are wondering if the new Compromise Law that was just passed might delay his card becoming reissued. The family isn't too sad to see him stay closer to home. His trips will only be week long ones, as opposed to weeks long.

Melanie is gearing up for the Stake's Family History Center Conference, which is Saturday. Her young women are making lunches for 130 people, as a fundraiser for camp. Melanie needs to buy meat, bread, cheese, chips, etc. and organize 25 young women to make the lunches and sell them. This usually earns about $700 for the young women to be used to defray the cost of camp. It takes about a week's worth of organizing, and a day's worth of work for assembling and selling. It will make the weekend go by quickly!

Siovhan hasn't made up her mind whether she is coming home this summer. She has the opportunity to come home and work at Tyco again, for $10/hour, with rent and board being free, or stay in Utah, find a job and pay for room and board. She won't be home until the end of June, as she needs to stay for a communications class.

Braden is finished with the Musical "Beauty and the Beast." They did the Broadway version of the Disney's "Beauty and the Beast." Howard and Benjamin really liked the performance. They were impressed with how professional it was. The costumes were amazing! Braden is sad that he once again has no life. He was gone up to four days a week with practice and now he has to share his free time with his family. He has been lifting weights and working out at the YMCA. He would prefer to swim, but the lap times aren't family friendly.

Ben recently purchased an electric guitar. He starts lessons this month. We just have to encourage him that practice is the only way to go. He likes the fact that it is spring and he can go for walks in the woods. He goes in heavily armed: a long wooden pole and a pocketknife. We have foxes and coyotes in our neighborhood. It hasn't deterred him, just made him stick closer to home. He loves being outdoors.

Mikaela is finishing up gymnastics for the spring. She isn't sure she wants to do them during the summer, and I don't blame her. She loves the class when she gets there, it is just a bit tiring to have to drive for a half an hour to get to class. No short cuts to the building. She just finished up her specialized math class and had a blast using math in everyday situations. Her math teacher is a lot of fun and had a lot of fun games and activities to teach the children with. I like the fact that our district takes those who test high in certain areas and encourages them with specialized classes (even if it is extra curricular).

It was so much fun to be in Utah during the good weather time. I loved being with my siblings and my daughter. (I thought that Mom and Dad went without saying. Who isn't glad to see their parents?) I appreciate all that you do to try to keep Siovhan family-oriented. She isn't easy to get a hold of. (I know, I was with her for a few days, and one day she left me for someone much younger, stronger and of the opposite gender.)

God bless you all for you endeavors in our behalf!
Happy Easter.

I found this interesting fact on Martha Stewart's page: In late-nineteenth-century Germany, eggs were used as birth certificates. The newborn's name and birth date were etched into the shell of a dyed egg, and courts honored these "IDs" as proof of age and identity.

I wonder if our extended heritage did this.
Mel

Rocky Mountain “Hi”!

Cancun was awesome! Jared and I got to stay in an all-inclusive resort just south of Cancun (Grandma Waite came to stay with the kids) where they brought you drinks by the pool. Needless to say, my doctor wasn't very happy (also not surprised) that I gained an extra five pounds while in Mexico (all attributed to the non-alcoholic Pina Coladas), but it will all work out in the end (I hope). I did learn that I'm not fond of many Mexican desserts (they're just not sweet enough for me; pretty pathetic, eh?), but apparently that didn't matter since the slushies and virgin coladas all made up for the extra calories.

I was nervous about all of the Falcon Dental office staff and spouses being together for four days in a row, but it worked out splendidly and was actually very fun!

One of the most exciting things we did while there was driving to some Mayan ruins (Chichen Itza), about an hour and a half outside Cancun (if you take the Super Highway; four hours if you take the back roads through true Mexico in the dark--long story). It was amazing to see how exact they were in constructing every building. Because of all the precise measurements, they were able to amplify sound (the Mexicans call it the first "recorded" sound), and make different symbols using light and shadow. Our tour guide, though not a Mormon, mentioned the Book of Mormon several times, especially when talking about the tower construction and how the Mayans made sound travel (he mentioned King Benjamin), and all the references to the Feathered Serpent (Kukulcan or Quetzalcoatl) or Christ visiting the Americas (he said the Mayans named him the feathered serpent because they didn't know how to describe facial hair and the long hair, with which, Christ is portrayed; and "serpent" because that was their most respected symbol). I could go on and on, but I wouldn't do it justice.

The girls had fun with Granny; though she was tired after the five days of chasing two girls who get up at 5:45 in the morning.

Jared and I decided everyone needs a good vacation away from the kids at least once in their lives. Four days was perfect, enough time for us to miss them, and to not get sick of each other either. Now life is back to the normal, and try as I might I can't seem to get anyone to bring me a drink around here. Oh well.

Laundry is all caught up, floors are vacuumed and the office is still a mess. Sound pretty average to anyone else? We really enjoyed conference and were sad to miss Mel, but we understand all you Utah folk had fun and that Siovhan didn't keep Melanie out past her bedtime again. :)

Happy Easter to you all!
The Waites

Friday, March 24, 2006

Tyler as a Top Reader!


If you go to this web site and hit ctrl + f, type in "Tyler Trauntvein" you will see his latest accomplishment.  He was the top reader for his school.  He was one of 1,616 in the state that made it to the list.
 

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

Torkil Dressoe 107 on Monday!‏


Kenneth Anderson wrote: There will be an Open House for Brother Dressoe on Monday at the rest home where he lives.

If anyone would care to send a greeting, the address is

Hesseløgade 6,
2100 Copenhagen Ø

You can also send me an e-mail (evt. with an attachment) and we will see
that he gets it!

We will be taking my mother-in-law, Solveig Als, who recently turned 92, to
visit!

Hav det godt!
Ken Anderson

Friday, March 17, 2006

True Blue at BYU

Myrna wrote:
Are you still alive??????
Love, Grammy

On Friday, February 17, 2006, Siovhan Lorelle wrote:

Siovhan wrote:
Yes, I am alive. Extremely busy but very much so alive. Midterms and papers are flooding my door but they are also facilitating a little thing I like to call breathing...sometimes almost unfortunately. Please don't worry; my roommates push food under my door 3 times a day. :)
Love,
Siovhan.

Myrna wrote:
What a relief! We thought you had been kidnapped by Gypsies. All of us have tried to make contact (Julie, AnnMarie, Gramps and yours truly) to no avail.
Love, Grammy

Siovhan wrote:
The gypsies got close, but were repulsed by the amount of paper I had on my desk. My phone has been on the fritz for a while now--our apartment has started to hate Cingular, my roommates Diane and Heather have had problems, too.

Another problem is that if I listen to a voicemail and don't call the person back immediately, I forget easily. I'm sincerely not trying to ignore your calls. I'm just bad at remembering to call people back. And my cell phone service was turned off for two weeks and I just got my new phone so it's working again, and better than my other phone, by a lot. It hasn't dropped any calls yet, or had problems like my old phone did (aka, not even ringing and then informing me [sometimes days later] that I had missed
a call and have a voicemail).
Love,
Siovhan

Tuesday, March 14, 2006

Todd's Photos Are on a Website


Myrna wrote to Todd: Would you, please, send photos to this address. I cannot open them on the Hotmail one. Love, M


Todd Trauntvein wrote: I didn't send any photos. I sent a link to a website where you can retrieve the photos.

Myrna Trauntvein wrote: Oh, OK. I did go to the link and saw the photos. I could not download them, however. I ordered some. If you would like them in the CD this month, please send me some to use for that purpose via my email. I love you. Mom


Todd wrote: You should be able to open them and view them and download them. That is a website. If you can't see pix on the website, then there is something definitely wrong with your file associations.

Myrna wrote: I could see the photos. I just could not download them the way that I am used to doing. I will need to see how it needs to be done that is different from what I am used to doing.




Monday, March 13, 2006

Bell Bottom Trousers

A Memory:
This is the song that my family used to sing to me during the war (WWII). All of them sang it, including Dad when he came home from the war. He was in the Navy, a SeaBee (Construction Battlion). I finally stumbled across the lyrics the other day. I remembered the tune but I could only remember the words to the chorus.

Tony Pastor Lyrics - Bell Bottom Trousers

1. Once there was a little girl, who lived next to me
And she loved a sailor boy, he was only three
Now he's on a battleship, in his sailor suit
Just a great big sailor man, but he's just as cute

Chorus: Bell-bottom trousers, coat of navy blue
She loves a sailor man and he loves her too

2. When they walk along the street, anyone can see
They are so much in love, happy as can be
Hand in hand they stroll along, they don't give a hoot
He won't let go of her hand, even to salute

Chorus: Bell-bottom trousers, coat of navy blue
She loves a sailor man and he loves her too

3. Everywhere her sailor went, she was sure to go
Till one day he sailed away, where she doesn't know
Now she's going to join the Waves, maybe go to sea
Try to find her sailor boy, wherever he may be

Chorus: Bell-bottom trousers, coat of navy blue
She loves a sailor man and he loves her too

4. If her sailor she can't find on the bounding main
She is hopeful he will soon come home safe again
So they can get married and raise a family
Dress up all the kids in sailor's dungarees

Chorus: Bell-bottom trousers, coat of navy blue
She loves a sailor man and he loves her too.

Irish Strawberry Scones

Ingredients:
1-cup strawberries
2 1/2 cups all-purpose flour (unsifted)
3 tablespoons sugar
2 teaspoons baking powder
1/4 teaspoon salt
6 tablespoons butter or margarine
2/3-cup milk
Directions:
Mix together the flour, sugar, baking powder and salt. Add butter. With pastry blender or 2 knives cut in butter until mixture resembles coarse crumbs. Stir in reserved strawberries toss well to coat. Add milk all at once. With fork lightly toss together until mixture holds together. With floured hands gently form into ball. On floured board with floured pouring pin roll out dough 1/2/ inch thick. Cut dough into 2 1/2 inch circles with floured biscuit cutter. Place on greased cookie sheet. Bake until golden about 12 minutes, serve warm with whipped cream. Yield 12 scones.

Joke of the Month:

Barty was trapped in a bog and seemed a goner when Big Mick O'Reilly wandered by.

"Help!" Barty shouted, "Oi'm sinkin'!"

Don't worry," assured Mick. "Next to the Strong Muldoon, Oi'm the strongest man in Erin, and Oi'll pull ye right out o' there."

Mick leaned out and grabbed Barty's hand and pulled and pulled to no avail. After two more unsuccessful attempts, Mick said to Barty, "Shure, an' Oi can't do it. The Strong Muldoon could do it alone, mebbe, but Oi'll have to get some help."

As Mick was leaving, Barty called "Mick! Mick! D'ye think it will help if Oi pull me feet out of the stirrups?


It was Paddy and Seamus giving the motorcycle a ride on a brisk autumn day. After a wee bit, Paddy who was sitt'n behind Seamus on the bike began to holler..."Seamus ... Seamus ... the wind is cutt'n me chest out!"

"Well, Paddy my lad," said Seamus, "why don't you take your jacket off and turn it from front to back ... that'll block the wind for you."

So Paddy took Seamus' advice and turned his jacket from front to back and got back on the bike and the two of them were off down the road again. After a bit, Seamus turned to talk to Paddy and was horrified to see that Paddy was not there. Seamus immediately turned the bike around and retraced their route. When after a short time, he came to a turn and saw a bunch of farmers standing around Paddy who was sitting on the ground. 

"T'anks be to heaven, is he alright?" Seamus hailed to the farmers. 

"Well," said one of the farmers, "he was alright when we found him here--but since we turned his head back to front--he hasn't said a word since!"

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