Just slow danced with Kate to James Taylor's Bartender Blues and Neil Young's Harvest Moon. Sweet slow dancing songs. Kate snuggled tight into my neck, her little arms clutching the back of my shirt. 7:17 a.m. Bring on the movers. I am now ready.

Wow. Kate just fell asleep and it is the night before the movers show up. My 3 oldest go on a pioneer trek for 3 days in the morning. Maddie said, "Is this the last night in this house for me?" It was weird to say, "yeah. I guess so." I feel like we should do something significant, but what? I have loved this home. It has been the perfect size, location, feel for us. I don't think I would have ever moved or upgraded if we had stayed in Utah.

My house is such a mess right now. DI piles, throwaway piles, piles for the car ride to Cali not to be packed, extra furniture we don't know what we're doing with, clothes clothes clothes to be washed and put away. I'm not complaining, because at least movers are packing all of the boxes and lifting the stuff into the truck. I am SO GRATEFUL for that.

I will just be glad when these emotions get back under control. I've decided it is pretty significant to leave a house, ward, town and state that you have been in for 11 years and raised your kids in. I'm going to let it be significant and be patient with myself for these intense feelings I have.

I am so grateful to my kids for being supportive about this. I know they are scared, Maddie and Ali especially, with no concept of what it is like to move, to start over. I have done it and know that lots of the process is fun....setting up a new house, getting a schedule going, meeting new people. I never had to move in high school though, so I can't help them there much. I will just have to pray for them.

It's just going to be so weird pulling away from this house on Sunday. I wonder what our car ride will be like. Maybe by then it will be exciting. I have no idea.

I don't know what to do to cheer myself up tonight so I can have energy to organize for the movers. It's going to be a late night, I know that much.

OH I have to mention this. My friend, Kimi, hosted an open house for us with my neighborhood last night. It was so awesome. The weather was perfect, and her house is the perfect house for such an event. Lots of people came and enjoyed themselves. My band played for almost two hours at the end. I LOVED it. I will never forget it. I tend to remember my life in moments and that was definitely a moment. SWEET. Pictures to come.

Ok. I'm ready to tackle the house again. I want a smoothie. erin

So we sold our house today. Well, it still has to make it to closing, but it's under contract. Our house in CA is now all painted, though I haven't seen it. Very weird to pick out paint colors in about 30 minutes from a swatch and give them to a painter you've never met and then fly home without seeing even a touch of them on the wall to see how they look first. I'm dying to see if it works. I guess I will know next Monday when we pull into our new town of La Canada. Just let my piano make it there without a scratch please!

I can't type anymore due to serious boringness of writing disease which I seem to have contracted. Hopefully more later. e

Huh???

Graduation Day. June 4th 2010.

Seminary Graduation. Elder Eyring spoke. I LOVED it. Look at those mountains and trees just right there. Right out my window.

ARE YOU SERIOUS ? ?

Just a creepy baby picture on some vegan baby munchies I saw while perusing Whole Foods recently. Seriously, I want to meet the owners of this company who signed off on this photo. I think I would like them, because I think they would have to be quite funny--the type of people who just don't take life too seriously. "Wouldn't it be funny if we use THIS photo as the cover of these munchies?! Ha ha Bob, let's do it! Oh man. har har. No, make his eyes bigger. Ha yeah that's good! ha ha"

Anytime I need a quick pick-me-up, cheer-me-up, I can just pull out this little beauty, this creepy baby fascinated by his vegan teething stick o goodness and my day will be a little brighter. A round of cheers for vegan baby entrepreneurs.

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times

The last two weeks of school. Anticipation in the air. Rush of last minute school work. For my family, also the knowledge that this is it. These memories ain't coming again.

Choir concerts with best friends...
In Santa Monica cruising Whole Foods with BFF Brett..
In the halls of beloved Bountiful High...
End of year swimming party for most of the 8th grade at the Huish house...
Dissection of frog who was rrripped away from his habitat...

Evening runs to Orange Leaf and Top Hat Video. Chocolate and strawberries=heaven...
Signing of yearbooks. Bountiful High boys are on a jersey-wearing kick right now...
Last day of school sleepovers in our tent in the backyard followed by my super gourmet (ok normal) big breakfast the next morning....
Oh yeah, graduation too. Almost forgot, almost slipped my mind that Spence graduated yesterday. He did? Oh, ho hum that's right.

I've decided that childhood is sweet and never to be recaptured. I love being a part of it. We will miss you Bountiful.