Sunday, October 4, 2009

Canyon Picnic

Nicole called me late last Saturday afternoon and asked if we could have our traditional Conference picnic in the canyon one week early. She and Rustin had plans to go to Lake Powell with their bishop's family over Conference, but they didn't want to miss out on our picnic. So we took off after church for the Alpine Loop. The canyon was super crowded. There were no picnic spots available. Luckily Rustin knew of a picnic area above the Tibble Fork reservoir that was unmarked. We kept going and going and found one of the most lovely spots shrouded in autumn glory I've ever seen. It was chilly but very beautiful! Rustin and Nicole had brought their Ranger, so after eating they took off up a dirt road and the two cars followed slowly behind. We took turns driving and riding in the ranger going quickly through the trees and leaves. At one point Carole and Clark took us on wild rides around another lake high in the mountains. We loved it so much that Jeff and I met Nicole and Rustin back at the same place Monday evening and took the ranger all the way to the top of the mountain. It was exhilarating to be outdoor and submerged in the autumn colors. Oh how glorious. As it turned out, that was really a good idea, because this Conference weekend it is dark and gray and cold and raining. We would have missed a spectacular experience in Utah's mountains.

Corbin Came to Visit ! ! !

Scott & Mitzi came down with Corbin to visit because Kat & Richard Ethington were home from Dubai for a visit. They had a wonderful time seeing their old friends again. And I had a wonderful time taking Corbin on walks in Murray Park with Barkley. Cute little Corbin galloped all through the park, lickety split. He galloped at least a mile as our pathway wound all through the park. As you can see, there were times Barkley and I had to giddy up to stay close to him! He brought such delight and happiness into our home, although he didn't much like the Halloween witch that screams and cackles or the hanging spider that drops down to scare people.

The Lord's Tenth

September 26th was a beautiful autumn evening. Jeff invited members of the ward where he was bishop (The University 10th Ward) to bring their children to our home for dinner on our back patio. We called the members of his ward "The Lord's Tenth" in deference to their spirituality and service. They are some of the most wonderful young people in the world.Sister Cannon and Bishop Cannon Brenda & Ben Thomas (our dog, Wilbur's caretaker) and their three boys. Lindsey (Boyer) and Dr. Dan Kaelberer and their lovely children. Sarah & Jared Johnson and their six children. Gina & Brian Taylor and their two girls. He is a sports announcer on the radio. All the usual suspects. Camille and Bruce Killpack with Sage & McClean (who takes care of our yard all summer.)

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Branson - Our Last Day

In our effort to make the most of our sojourn to Branson, we got tickets to the Red Skelton Show at 10:00am in the morning. We joined the hearty souls there and laughed ourselves silly as Tom Mullica went through some famous and well-loved Red Skelton routines. I did not know that Red’s “Guzzler’s Gin” routine was Lucille Ball’s inspiration for “Vitemeatavegimin”. She requested Red’s permission to do it on her TV show and it was an incredible hit. I loved this clean comedy – how I miss being able to laugh without worry of being completely offended.

Anita and Bob took us to lunch at the “Chateau” where they had stayed on a previous trip to Branson. It was lovely and elegant and we had a very nice lunch in the dining room looking out onto Lake Taneykomo.

There is for us, an unanswered mystery in Branson – what’s with all the butterflies? There is a huge butterfly shaped garden in from of the Dixie Stampede show. There are butterflies painted in all manner and description all around the town – very much like the cows in Chicago. There’s an attraction called the Butterfly Garden in Branson where you walk through and see live butterflies floating about. What’s with all the butterflies????

We drove back to Anita and Bob’s that evening, had pizza for dinner and Bob took us to the airport the next morning, We made the most of a short, fun, trip to Branson. I want to note that Branson is hilly! Driving the roads around Branson is somewhat akin to riding a rollercoaster. They call the hills here bald knobs. I don’t get the bald part because they are all covered in green foliage. But when they say, “hill” billies I understand the “hill” part.

Branson Day Two

We went in search of a better breakfast this morning over to the Hilton Convention Center. We wandered through the lovely lobby to the cafĂ© upstairs. They didn’t seem too happy to see us; commented that we were arriving just as their breakfast service was ending and after we had ordered, sent the waitress out to ask us if we didn’t want lunch instead. We stuck to our guns and ordered breakfast that turned out to be not so great.

Undaunted, we took off to find Dick Clark’s 57 Heaven. It was the best car museum I’ve ever seen. It is focused on models from 1957, which took Anita and me right down memory lane. The beautifully restored cars were displayed in settings to compliment them; a car dealership, an auto repair shop, a drive-in movie, a sample 1957 home. Most of the cars were unique collector’s items. We saw a car with “feelers” which would let the driver know if he was getting too close to the curb that it would tarnish his whitewall tires. One had a built in record player – did it skip much, we wondered? A car by the drive-in had seats that made into a bed – not so subtle. The Ford Fairlane hardtop convertible was there complete with the set of luggage you needed to use because it fit precisely in the trunk with the hardtop stowed. Their two-seater Thunderbird reminded me of Dona and Danny Eichelberger. One steering wheel had a clock in the center that was wound as the driver turned the wheel. The purple Cadillac was exquisite. So many of the carmakers no longer exist – Nash, Studebaker, DeSoto, Plymouth, and Hudson.

By then it was time to have lunch. Luckily Dick Clark’s American Bandstand Grill was nearby. Flat screens in the restaurant re-run old episodes of American Bandstand. The walls are adorned with memorabilia. I loved the framed comic strips joking about how Dick Clark never seems to age.

Right after lunch it was almost time for dinner – we were just able to take a quick shopping excursion at the outlet mall nearby. Anita and I jumped right out and got shopping while the menfolk napped in the car.

Dolly Pardon’s Dixie Stampede was a highlight. You walk to the entrance along a row of stables that house and tell about all the horses used in the show. It’s a long walk with lots of beautiful horses. People are seated in tiers around a big arena where the North Side battles the South Side in games and riding feats. Professional riders run through their paces for both sides. Then they select audience participants to do some of the games. Three kids from each side had to chase a pair of chickens from one end of the stadium to the other. There were miniature horses holding tiny stuffed riders that raced around the ring. My favorite was the pig race with hero pigs from the North – Ulysses S. Grunt and Abraham Link Sausage. They finish up with a Dolly patriotic video that unites us all into one great country – even among the rednecks.

Sunday, September 6, 2009

Branson, MO

It may be a last hurrah, but we've finally gone on summer vacation. We're in Branson, Mo. with Anita and Bob for Labor Day weekend. After an overnight at Snyders in St. Louis, we headed down to Branson in a mighty wet rainstorm. We arrived just in time for dinner at Moon River Grill where I had a chicken pot pie made from Andy's mom's recipe. It was GREAT! Then we headed over to the theatre for the show. Andy Williams himself did the whole thing pretty much and although he looks very old and tiny, his voice is still great big! I was amazed. It was a variety show with lots of other supporting performers but I totally enjoyed it. We met Anita and Bob later that evening and made preparations to be up and at'em for the 10am Roy Rogers show. We found the theatre by noting the giant Trigger replica in front. The show was done by Roy Rogers, Jr. and his son, Dustin. Well, they were real down home folk and played up a bunch a good ole cowboy music. Rick and I got our pictures taken with them before we headed to the Hard Luck Cafe for lunch. This was a unique place. Every waiter/waitress had to audition to work there and they all sing. So as you're eating every so often a waiter/waitress will take the mike and sing up a storm. Some have been on American Idol and they were good warbblers. You can buy their cd's in the gift shop where you pay your bill on the way out. Then we were off to the Branson Showboat Belle. We hoped on this giant paddlewheel boat and headed out on Lake Tanycomo. They fed us - again. Then while they clean up you go out on the deck and check out the lake. Then they call you back in for the show which was headlined by Todd Oliver and his talking dogs. They were are favorite act of the whole day. This ventriloquist had rigged little things on his pet dogs that makes it looks like they're talking when he does their voices. He was FUNNNNNY. He brought two people up out of the audience and told them to just open their mouths when he squeezed their necks and that was even funnier. We had to hustle off the boat to make it to the Sight and Sound theatre to see "Noah". I thought this would be quite secular but no, it was right out the the Bible Belt call you to repentence, Halleleujah presentation. However the giant stage holds a 4 story arch and they take all kinds of live animals in while you watch. After intermission, the set is 3 sides of the theatre that are made to look like the inside of the ark with animal pens along the sides with the live animals in them. It was quite amazing. The audience gasped and clapped when the lights came up on that set. Well, everybody was pretty worn out after our big day but oh, what fun we had! Non-stop entertainment, ain't bad!

Saturday, August 29, 2009

Caribbean Commemoration

Bettinsons planned a summer dinner for us in their lovely backyard which was ideal because they are remodeling their main floor – Big Time! It should be wonderful with high ceilings and spectacular views of Mount Olympus when they’re finished.

Their trees were covered in twinkle lights, pink flamingos were lurking all about. Paper mackaws were hanging in the branches. We ate well, as usual and finished with Key Lime Cheesecake – made by me from Debbie’s recipe.

Making the cheesecake is a bit of a story. I couldn’t find key lime juice, but Albersons had bags of key limes. I thought that fresh lime juice may be superior in flavor to the other stuff and so was contented to buy the fresh limes. There were about thirty or so of the little dickens in the bag. I began to squeeze. If I was lucky, some of the limes were as big as a walnut. I cut them in half and finally resorted to squeezing them with a pair of pliers to get the most juice out. When I finished the squeezing the whole bag of limes, I had ½ cup of juice. I needed a full cup.

Jeff came to the rescue and went to the store for me. We ended up with Key West lime juice from Florida. At that point I didn’t care whether it was “key lime” juice or “lime juice from Key West”. I used it.

We took the barely baked cheesecakes to Debbie’s and put them in the fridge to cool. Then we stalled because you can’t serve warm cheesecake – unless you want it to puddle right on the plate. Luckily Greg had entertainment for us which consisted of pictures from Fred’s 60th birthday cruise we did together in February and then some hilarious comedy DVD’s of people falling in waterbeds, marching band mishaps, people falling in holes, etc. Slapstick is my favorite.

Saturday, August 22, 2009

Blogging out of chronological order - Aspen Grove

Study Group was invited to visit Hanks’ cabin in beautiful Aspen Grove for an afternoon hike followed by dinner. We were well-intentioned but arrived 70 minutes late for the hike or 50 minutes early for dinner. Luckily, Camerons were right behind us, otherwise we would have awakened Paul Maughan from his nap alone.

The early arrival gave us some time to just hang out by the mountain stream and enjoy someplace cool, and green and shady. The frisky study groupers got back from their hiking shortly after six and we picked up a few more latecomers for dinner. We all ate out on the large deck facing the stream. When dark arrived we moved inside for conversation.

I particularly enjoyed the joke book on the table beside my big comfortable leather chair. My favorite was, “What do John the Baptist and Winnie the Pooh have in common?” “They both have the same middle name.” Gotcha.

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

A Living Legacy

Last Thursday August 13th was the Awards program for the AAUW (American Association of University Women) Utah Women Artists show. My mother began this event many years ago because she felt a need to recognize the artistic contributions Utah women were making to art. When she died in 1982, my Dad gave her friend and AAUW colleague, Carol Wilson of Wilson Financial, a pot of money. Carol invested the money and every two years at the show, an award is given in my mother's name in the amount of interest earned on that pot of money. That way money for the award never runs out and hopefully the amount will grow. This year it was a $500 award. The show is juried, meaning that an art professional comes and selects the award winners - we don't. This year's juror was from the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art. The first show after her death, the award went to a very abstract work. We thereafter specified that the award be made to an artist who submitted a "traditional" work of art. This year the winner was Laura Boardman, an art graduate from the University of Utah, for her painting called "Still Water Reflection". It reminded me of the many fabulous photos that my sister, Mary, had taken of reflections on the Colorado Plateau. Laura was there with her husband, who is also an artist. It was a lovely event with wonderful refreshments. You can go see the artwork at the Utah Cultural Celebration Center just off Redwood Road on 3350 South 1300 West. The best part of the event for me was having people come up to me and tell me that they had been friends with my Mom and loved her and share their experiences with me. What a grand tribute to a grand lady. Way to go, Mom!

Sunday, August 16, 2009

Wedding Crashers

So, in case you didn't know, Nicole and Rustin got married Monday July 27, 2009 after a huge wedding party bash at our house Saturday July 25th. Have we recovered? A picture is worth 1000 words.
Speaking of pictures, you can check out the wedding carnival at this address:
http://gallery.me.com/j.can
or
http://gallery.me.com/n.cannon