Some of my dearest neighbors put a montage of pictures from the Purple War Fun Run and parade entry. How did they know that Rascal Flatts is one of my all-time favorite bands?
http://www.facebook.com/l/9AQF1X8kMAQGBRNCftS82iP5kxFZXLJJnybUut6eqUM0MZQ/www.youtube.com/watch?v=EGLHlPXCCAM
This morning was the Cedar Hills parade, so Dad, Travis, Braden, and I got to ride in a white, horse-drawn carriage that Shawn Warenski hired for us as part of the Purple War campaign and bake and craft sale.
It was fun.
We threw out two full bags of hard candy and small packages of Skittles, Nerds, Twizzlers, and other treats--over 13 pounds of candy, and it lasted only the first half of the parade. By the second half, we didn't have any more candy to throw out to the kids. Sad!
I'm exhausted from this entire week and sunburnt, and now get to teach the Relief Society lesson on temples tomorrow.
Time for a nap!
Purple Everywhere
Daily Herald picture
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Saturday, June 8, 2013
Monday, June 3, 2013
New Front Door
I got home from talking to Drs. Tandar and Patel about the possibility of open heart surgery to replace my aortic valve, which was VERY stressful, to a new front door.
I'm talking to Tangela on the phone as we pull into our cul-de-sac.
When we're almost in the driveway, I notice that our front door isn't white anymore. Instead, it's a beautiful shade of purple. Momentarily forgetting that I'm still on the phone, I start yelling, "Oh my! Our door is purple. It's beautiful."
Tangi, listening, says, "It is? Really?"
I don't know what I hear in her voice, because I'm immediately aware that she doesn't sound nearly as surprised as I am.
"You don't sound surprised, Tangi."
"Really?"
Suddenly, there's a loud noise at the passenger door of our car, where I'm sitting. It scares me so much that I jump (and scream again). Poor Tangi is really getting an earful during our conversation.
It's my sister, Tiffany. My sisters are sneaky and quick. While I was at the doctor's, they painted our front door.
Thanks, Tangi and Tippy :-)
And the door is beautiful! The paint color is named Bella. How appropriate and just in time for the Purple War fun run on Thursday and bake and craft sale on Saturday!
I'm talking to Tangela on the phone as we pull into our cul-de-sac.
When we're almost in the driveway, I notice that our front door isn't white anymore. Instead, it's a beautiful shade of purple. Momentarily forgetting that I'm still on the phone, I start yelling, "Oh my! Our door is purple. It's beautiful."
Tangi, listening, says, "It is? Really?"
I don't know what I hear in her voice, because I'm immediately aware that she doesn't sound nearly as surprised as I am.
"You don't sound surprised, Tangi."
"Really?"
Suddenly, there's a loud noise at the passenger door of our car, where I'm sitting. It scares me so much that I jump (and scream again). Poor Tangi is really getting an earful during our conversation.
It's my sister, Tiffany. My sisters are sneaky and quick. While I was at the doctor's, they painted our front door.
Thanks, Tangi and Tippy :-)
And the door is beautiful! The paint color is named Bella. How appropriate and just in time for the Purple War fun run on Thursday and bake and craft sale on Saturday!
Sunday, May 26, 2013
Article in The Daily Herald newspaper in Provo
Check out this link: http://www.heraldextra.com/news/local/cedar-hills-residents-declare-purple-war-for-neighbor/article_ad23cfdf-26cb-5ee3-a724-f1e412ff7e82.html
It's absolutely amazing that I'd ever be in the local paper!
It's absolutely amazing that I'd ever be in the local paper!
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