So, when Google offered an updated and improved version of Blogger, I accepted but had to open a gmail account. I had to choose a new ID and password but promtly forgot them. Consequently, I have been unable to add new posts or comment on anyone else's blog. With Emily's help we created a new blog tonight and added all the old posts in almost the exact same form in which the were originally posted. That Emily is a whiz! Merci bien, Eileen!
There has been a lot of water under the bridge since the last post, so I will just jump in fresh.
We are in the midst of finishing a few last projects on the house. We finally had a fence installed in the back yard. When we bought the house we were aware that the neighbor's fence was falling down and that their house was not the best looking thing in the neighborhood. So we had a 3 foot block wall installed at the back of the property and created a raised bed against the wall. There was method in our madness because Provo City only allows a 6 foot fence, which would have done nothing to hide the neighbor's house. But we intended to install the fence in the raised bed which would give us an additional 2 feet. Well, as it turns out, the fence guys said they could build the fence on TOP of the wall, which gives us an additional 3 feet. The finished fence is 9 feet tall! Wahoo. It is TREX, which is made from recycled milk bottles and wood byproducts and it never needs to be stained or painted. We are pleased with the color that makes such a nice foil for plants and flowers.
We are also replacing the tile in the kitchen. We were never happy with the color and the installation was wonkey. I will post photos when it is completed. We have also installed pendant lights over the dining table. I will post photos of those later too.
Another happy thing in our lives was the Mothers Day call from Hermana Katy in Warden WA. She is doing so well and has settled in beautifully. Those who have read her letters/journals will know that homesickness was a problem in the beginning. I asked her if she was still homesick, and she replied that of course she was, but it isn't that sick kind of thing where you might chop of part of your foot so they would send you home. She just misses the family and knows it will be nice to be reunited in a few months. The photo is courtesy of Katy and shows her with a chicken foot that was hidden in her bag by the fun-loving elders.