Maybe I was born to be an Artist....

So, a while ago Libby, London and I were at my mom's office hanging out for a while.  My mom has an awesome office.  One side is a huge window overlooking the Provo River,  the other side is a whole wall covered in white board.  When I say whole wall, I mean whole wall.  Ceiling to floor and corner to corner.  The girls always love to grab the markers and draw on the wall. The only bad thing about this, is that London thinks that all walls can be written on, hence the reason I love magic erasers to get the markers and crayons off my walls at home.  Anyway, while we were at the office, Libby asked me if I could draw Minnie Mouse.  I said "I don't think so, but I guess I could try".  Twenty minutes later, this was the result.

I was quite impressed with myself.  Libby was shocked.  I don't think she expected it to look even remotely like Minnie Mouse.  I showed Alton when I got home.  He didn't believe I drew it.  We called my mom and she was my alibi.  

The girls were excited, my mom was excited, and Minnie Mouse has a new home on the wall of my mom's office.

Half Marathon

So, as we speak, I am sitting in Moab.  I am here with a good friend watching her run the Canyonlands Half Marathon.  I've been very intrigued with all the different people here for this race.  When I think of a runner, I think of someone who is very fit and very skinny.  I have been proven wrong.  There are all age, types, sizes and shapes of people running today.  

This makes me wonder.  Could I ever run a half marathon?  My first thought is "HELL NO".

Last night we drove the course.  It was breathtaking.  Such beautiful scenery.  It came down the canyon and followed the Colorado River.  As I started driving down the course, I thought to myself "ok, maybe I could do this".  I looked at my odometer, I had driven 2 miles.  I still had 11 MORE miles to go.  We kept driving, and driving, and driving.....and driving.  13 miles is a LONG time.  I know I could bike 13 miles, but run??  It just doesn't sound all that fun to run for more then 2 hours.  Makes me tired just thinking about it.  But as I sit and watch these 5000 people do this race, it sparks something in me.  Maybe I'm just feeling left out because I'm a "spectator", maybe my competitiveness is kicking in, maybe I want to do something in my life that I never ever thought I could do.  Maybe, just maybe I COULD actually do it!

Then I bring my head out of the clouds and come back down to reality.  Could I run a 10K? That MIGHT be possible.  That sounds a lot more realistic then 13.1 miles.  You have to start small right?  I never thought I could be a runner, but maybe it's possible.  Maybe it's all mental. Maybe someday. 

Draper Temple Open House

Today we had a girls day!  The boys couldn't get off work, so just the girls went to the Draper Temple open house and to lunch.  It was beautiful! 

Libby and Alisha on the bus ride from the church to the Temple.

London enjoyed her cookie and water after the tour.

London, Libby and Alisha

Libby, London and Grandma Cheri

Libby, London and me

London being goofy on the way to lunch

Libby wanted her picture in the glasses too

We had lunch at Cafe Rio

Libby is a little mom.  She was wiping the black beans off London's face.

Carlos Boozer

On Tuesday I was invited by my niece Ruth to come to her school assembly.  Her school (Ridgeline Elementary) had won a reading competition and they were having a Jazz player come and read to them.  Knowing that I am a huge Jazz fan, she invited me to come and take pictures for her.  I grabbed my other niece Libby and we were off to the school.   I was assuming it would be somewhat of a no name Jazz player but as I was walking through the parking lot, there in front of me was Carlos Boozer.  I got really excited and grabbed for my camera.  He walked up to us and said hi and asked us how we were doing.  He said hi and waved to Libby. She was quite frightened of him.  I don't blame her.  To me he was HUGE, I can only imagine what he looks like to a 4 year old.  I got some great pictures and he did an awesome job reading to the kids.  He got a rock star welcome.  I had a lot of fun!  Thanks Ruth for inviting me!!  After it was over, I was having Libby call everyone and tell them who she met.  After once phone conversation she looked at me and said "Why is everyone so excited I met that Booze guy?" She just doesn't get it.  Guess I need to make her more of a Jazz fan, although, I did teach her that he was number 5 and she remembers that.  One small step in the right direction!