Tuesday, June 12, 2018

Top 10 Lessons Learned on Our Road Trip to San Diego


 

Last weekend, we drove south with Max to see Les Misérables at the San Diego Civic Center . It was his Christmas present/this is all you get Senior trip. It was a grand time! Here are The Top Ten Lessons Learned on Our Road Trip to San Diego:



Lesson One: Bring duct tape along. You never know when your car will start falling apart at 80 miles an hour.



Lesson Two: Pack a skirt made of neoprene. (wet suit material) It won't wrinkle, it holds in your belly before and after road trip eating and you can be at peace if you get thrown in the ocean at La Jolla Cove. (skirt larger than appears in photo)



Lesson Three: Blame the person next to you. When playing a game of Jenga and you knock down all of the blocks and the sound reverberates for miles around, have your husband or son close by.



Lesson Four: Eat every possible meal at Snooze AM Eatery. There are locations in Colorado, California, Arizona and Texas!



Lesson Five: Hula Hoop BEFORE your 1,500 calorie breakfast.



Lesson Six: Bring an intriguing novel, so you are oblivious to the LA traffic your husband is attempting to navigate.



Lesson Seven: It is possible to eat your way through So Cal.



 Lesson Eight: Do not buy Gelato two doors down from a cigar shop.



Lesson Nine: Those $80 Les Miz tickets really cost $1,000 after California Hotel tax!



Lesson Ten: There are glimpses of Heaven on earth. I ran into my first mission companion in the San Diego, CA temple. She was standing at the foot of the stairs, with her striking black hair spilling onto her white dress--an angel. It has been 25 years since our first meeting in Auckland, New Zealand. President Lloyd (our mission president at the time) told Sister Hamon to teach me Maori. I didn't learn much Maori, but I did learn about service, devotion and love.



Thank you, Max! Thank you for being born, melting our hearts with your laugh and smile, being the kind of man I would want your sisters to marry, enduring the not so smooth ride in the Geo Prizm, continuing your education both formal and informal and for allowing your cheesy mother to write about it!


Monday, April 30, 2018

Spring Has Sprung 2018

 Sarah came home for Spring Break and we took a trip to the Oakland Museum of Art and LOVED the Hip Hop Exhibit!


 Natalie and the rest of the tribe tried their hand at Graffiti 


 Graffiti is one of the elements of the Hip-Hop movement. One Hip-Hop artists said, "Hip Hop is the greatest life hack. We danced in the street because we didn't have access to ballet lessons. We spray painted abandoned buildings because we didn't have a canvas, we created our own music because we didn't have music lessons.."


 Max and Sarah deciding what to create

 
4 out 5 of my Hip-Hop Artists

 
 "Hip-Hop began as a cultural response to the ongoing political struggles of disenfranchised communities..."


 Another Spring time adventure- Sadie's Sunday School teacher; Brother Sheranian had a back yard brownie party! Holding baby Eleanor was a bonus!


 Natalie's last track meet of the season with LoLo, Grace and Lorenzo!


 Sister Anna Lloyd and Sister Young are celebrating spring with a visit to Colonel Sanders Original Kentucky Fried Chicken


Even Colonel Sanders needs to have his own copy of The Book of Mormon



Monday, January 8, 2018

Bring it on- 2018!

Like most of you, twenty-seventeen (and the first week of twenty- eighteen) brought the bitter and the sweet. My mother lost her husband of forty-one years, we've lost several members of our church congregation, the president and prophet of our church, Thomas S. Monson left this earth on Tuesday evening and just yesterday, we discovered our angel friend, Susanne Harwood passed away. The sweet include: Sarah returning home from her mission, Anna leaving to serve a mission, Hailee, my youngest sister, bringing another bright life into this world and our health and finances continuing to sustain our needs. One may think, "Okay, Susan- your "sweet" list is nice, but look at your "bitter" list, so much death, so much sorrow." I agree- a lot of sadness. But my joy outweighs my sorrow because of the hope in Jesus Christ. Because of Jesus Christ, my family and friends will live again. And when it is my turn to leave this magnificent world, I will be able to hug, "high-five" and laugh with them. Because Jesus Christ was resurrected, all of us (believers and non-believers, bond or free) will be resurrected too. We can have joy in this life because He showed us how to live. In the midst of our sorrow, we can have hope--hope in Jesus Christ. The Psalmist was spot on when he said: "Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning." So bring it on 2018!!



Here some pictures of our sweetness and joy on the first day of 2018!



For the beauty of the earth


For the beauty of the skies


For the joy of human love


Brother, sister, parent, child


  Friends on earth and friends above 


Lord of all, to thee we raise




This our joyful hymn of praise

Monday, September 11, 2017

Get Up

A few months ago, a sister in my church congregation shared a story of when she was a young mother. She related the experience of having a series of unfortunate events and then... she entered her laundry room. She took one look at her laundry pile and collapsed right in the middle of the unwashed mountain. Either vocally or in her mind she cried out for help from her Heavenly Father. She was feeling overwhelmed, unable to accomplish all that she had before her. I don't know how long she cried out before the thought came to her: "Get Up." Having that thought, she realized that God knew her heart (and her mental condition!) If He would have directed her to "go do your laundry" or "separate the lights clothes from the dark clothes" that may have been too much. He simply directed her to: get up. I like that. Baby steps. Line upon line, precept upon precept, one foot in front of the other. Simply--get up.



My stepfather passed away on September 1st, a Friday. My mother, his high school sweetheart and wife of 42 years got up the next morning and started taking care of funeral arrangements. The following day, a Sunday, she got up and went to church all by herself. She was the first in her congregation to get up and share her feelings of the teachings of Jesus Christ. She is my hero. She continues to get up in spite of the unknown, loneliness and grieving.


 
Paula, my best friend from college came to my stepdads viewing. I recognize her attendance was more than social protocol. This was Paula getting up. Paula's mom passed away just a year ago. I'm positive that Paula would give anything to sit in her favorite chair in their living room and visit with her mother just one more time. Attending a viewing would only bring that painful memory to the surface. But, Paula got up. And in her getting up, she strengthened me and I was able to get up today.

I am grateful to all of you that get up in spite of doubts, fears or heartache. You inspire me. May we all hear and heed the voice to get up, go forward, one foot in front of the other and conquer that mountain of fear, doubt, heartache or... laundry.


Mom and Kent's children. We are missing Stephanie



Pallbearers, sons and grandsons
Kyle- my brother and Kent's son. Dallas- my nephew and Kent's grandson

Tuesday, August 1, 2017

We're Gettin' The Band Back Together!


The band hasn't played together for about 2.5 years! So, this summer has been an unique experience. We had a Lloyd family reunion scheduled for late July in Heber, UT. I took advantage of the timing and flew out a few days early to reconnect with some beautiful souls before my family followed in the "still kickin' it" 1999 Plymouth Voyager!

 I got to see my beautiful sister/friend, Esther. We met in student housing at BYU when both of our husbands were in graduate school. Our friendship will out-last those fireproof steel doors of Wymount Terrace!

From our time spent in P-town, my life has been blessed with angels along the way: Margot, Sheila, Dara, Melody, Lisa Maree, Becky, Marin and the picture below: Sister Sherry Ritchie Platt!!


One SWEET experience was surprising Sherry and her family at Hailee's (Sherry's daughter) mission farewell. Sherry and I were mission companions in the New Zealand, Auckland mission. Twenty and some odd years later, Sherry makes me laugh just as hard! This past year, our daughters attended Utah State University together. Sherry is the friend that will move heaven and earth to let you know you are loved. 


My sister is the one that will move heaven and earth and a door or two to make you feel at home! 


 Thanks to Scott's sister, Deanna, The Lloyd family reunion at Heber Valley Camp was a great success! 


The Heber Valley Cabins were a great shelter during a welcome rain!

Bread-sticks not pictured.
After the reunion, we took the southern route back to Nor Cal and stopped in St. George, UT for a night. We enjoyed the washer and dryer provided at the hotel and we highly recommend the bread sticks from Pizza Factory!!

Our last big stop before returning home, Universal Studios, Hollywood

Gerry Beach, my dad's friend of 50 years plus, allowed us to stay in his home in Westminster, CA so we didn't have to take out a small business loan to house a family of seven in a Burbank hotel.


Overlooking the Valley outside of Universal Studios Hollywood.

 
One HUGE turkey leg and one HAPPY seventeen year old!


Girls on Scooters!


Natalie and I decided we would skip the "Walking Dead" ride.







The Millionaire (minus $700 for Universal Studio tickets!) and his wife.


We stopped by Seal beach before braving the rest of the drive back up I-5


In-spite of the 30 hours spent on the interstate, the band is grateful for their time together and plans on another "world tour" soon!!