Life has been a bit crazy as of late but I found the chance to relax with an old friend. I like time with my old friend.
This was Adam’s first time in the greater Salt Lake area. We contemplated a trip to the fun Park City or SunDance for all of two minutes but decided that drive was out of the question, he had driven all day. So we ventured down to Temple Square. I had never been to Temple Square with a person not of the LDS faith. It was quite intriguing to watch Adam be introduced to a place I had seen countless times. The first question he asked, “Kas, can I be arrested for being irreverent here? I don’t know if I’m going to be able to help myself.”
I was quite entertained as our tour guide at the LDS Conference Center made mention of a few things. The first was after he enquired after Adam’s profession, Senator Obama’s campaign. “Now, I’m a Republican but my wife and I are both voting for Obama.” Adam looked down at me with a bit of shock on his face and humor in his eyes ~ a bit unexpected from out mid70s-London-Native-Tour Guide. Another favorite reaction was when the tour guide asked Adam if he knew of the Book of Mormon or the Prophet Joseph Smith … it was a direct look at me with the same look that crossed his face when he joked, “Oh, all those Book of Mormons, one for me, one for my host family in Equador … singing in Church … the brainwashing,” as we walked into the Conference Center. I smirked as he nodded to London. But what took the cake was London’s references to Adam’s baptism, impending marriage in the temple across the way, and the side glances London shot at the two of us. I’m not certain what the reaction would have been had Adam shared the name of his current love interest but that might have just been a bit too much.
The rest of Temple Square was a self given tour: Temple, Tabernacle, Family History Library. This could have been my favorite moment on Temple Square with Adam. I’m not even certain he knew but while sitting there, in a quite library with probably twenty other people quietly sitting and working at computers, several ‘choice words’ came out. Not all at once, not in a rude or disrespectful manner … he was simply speaking and ‘darn’ there would be his Great Great Great Grandfather. Or ‘Shoot, should that be there?’ the social security of his Father would pop up. I’m positive no one heard but it simply made me smile a bit from the inside out, Adam was sitting at a Church Library with missionaries flanking the doors of the room, using colorful language. I like time with my old friend.
After the Mormon Education we started to walk, confident we’d find some food. I like my walk time with my old friend. We ended up spending close to an hour and half walking Salt Lake, only interrupted for some fantastic food at Stone Ground ~ Adam was starving!
Our conversation ventured from parents to which wine to drink to crushes on Cory to number of children desired to Montana to all things RYP to DC to relationships to wedding songs to reality, we normally run the gamete. Naturally he sang as we walked, I never remember how much I love that voice until I hear it ~ it truly is one of the few voices I could listen to without ever growing tired of it. And as always, it was in the middle of our walk, in mid sentence, I state the truest fact of my reality in the moment I realize it. Of course it would be with Adam.
Bottom line, I like time with my old friend. I get to come out of the world I am in, no matter where that is physically or emotionally, and see it from another’s eyes. Reality and truth come forth and I find the courage to believe it all.
Now I know someone in Montana ~ OBAMA 08 in Missula, MT!
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17.7.08
12 Days ... Countdowns
We count down a lot in life … we count down the seconds to New Years, the hours until the dinner, the days until graduation, the weeks until the baby birth, the months until the next Holiday, the years until retirement. I didn’t count down a lot of things on my own though …
However, last year I was introduced to life-saving value of the Countdown. A friend, who has by far the most grownup job of all of my friends, was unhappy in his job. So he counted down, countdown to beach time with the kids, countdown to the next episode of 24, countdown to the weekend, countdown to Mexico, countdown to handing in notice, countdown to last day. There was no countdown to starting work again. Countdowns are only for fun things. Countdowns remind us how close things really are.
Many might fear that age old adage “watching the pot won’t make the water boil any faster” … I disagree. Since taking a fulltime job not including ‘beach afternoons,’ ‘Disney days,’ ‘sing along,’ and other such diversions I have become a Countdown Girl. I love counting down to things, even the simplest of things.
It’s the simple Countdowns that fix the long day! I know you’re wondering so I’ll tell you the simple countdowns that make life exciting. Countdown to talks in the doorway with M&M. Countdown to Sundaes. Countdown to the carnival at work on Tuesday (I may or may not have gotten my face painted for the second time this Face Painting Season). Countdown to SnowShak and SYTYCD with commentary by priceless friends. Countdown to 12am opening day movies. Countdown to lunches at the gym. Countdown to Casual Friday. Countdown to Grams Gabbing Hour (Friday’s drive home). Countdown to Saturday’s Sleeping Morning (that’s usually an 8:30 morning!). Countdown to Sunday’s entertainment. I love my Countdowns!
You always need a big countdown though … something exciting and out the ordinary. My out of the ordinary arrives in 12 days. Adam is coming to UT on his way to Missoula! It’s always a breath of fresh air to talk with Adam and it’s going to be like a cool summer breeze coming through the desert that is Utah that Tuesday evening. Sure he might ruffle a few feathers … that’s part of the excitement! That’s reason enough to have a countdown! 12 days to a night of free thinking, laughing, and fun …
Enjoy your own Countdowns!
However, last year I was introduced to life-saving value of the Countdown. A friend, who has by far the most grownup job of all of my friends, was unhappy in his job. So he counted down, countdown to beach time with the kids, countdown to the next episode of 24, countdown to the weekend, countdown to Mexico, countdown to handing in notice, countdown to last day. There was no countdown to starting work again. Countdowns are only for fun things. Countdowns remind us how close things really are.
Many might fear that age old adage “watching the pot won’t make the water boil any faster” … I disagree. Since taking a fulltime job not including ‘beach afternoons,’ ‘Disney days,’ ‘sing along,’ and other such diversions I have become a Countdown Girl. I love counting down to things, even the simplest of things.
It’s the simple Countdowns that fix the long day! I know you’re wondering so I’ll tell you the simple countdowns that make life exciting. Countdown to talks in the doorway with M&M. Countdown to Sundaes. Countdown to the carnival at work on Tuesday (I may or may not have gotten my face painted for the second time this Face Painting Season). Countdown to SnowShak and SYTYCD with commentary by priceless friends. Countdown to 12am opening day movies. Countdown to lunches at the gym. Countdown to Casual Friday. Countdown to Grams Gabbing Hour (Friday’s drive home). Countdown to Saturday’s Sleeping Morning (that’s usually an 8:30 morning!). Countdown to Sunday’s entertainment. I love my Countdowns!
You always need a big countdown though … something exciting and out the ordinary. My out of the ordinary arrives in 12 days. Adam is coming to UT on his way to Missoula! It’s always a breath of fresh air to talk with Adam and it’s going to be like a cool summer breeze coming through the desert that is Utah that Tuesday evening. Sure he might ruffle a few feathers … that’s part of the excitement! That’s reason enough to have a countdown! 12 days to a night of free thinking, laughing, and fun …
Enjoy your own Countdowns!
16.7.08
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Treasure Balance
I think we all find treasures. Cowboy and Girlfriend find them on Grandpa's Lake. Some find them along other paths in life, whether while traveling through Taiwan and the back countries of Asia or on a road trip up PCH or sitting in a beautifully built building reading a novel or even while watching D choose J.
As of late I've thought much about the treasures we find. Like Cowboy we are excited and anxious to dig deep and make it ours. People all around us will tell us we can't, we shouldn't. But we persevere. We dig deep. We defy the opinions and recommendations. This treasure is rare, it's real. This treasure could be the part of us that is missing. So we work at it. Others come around to help and we welcome extra hands. They offer their advise, "Put your back into it" or "Use the backhoe" or "Wait till the tide comes back in". They offer some of their own brute strength. They inspire us to continue. And in turn you inspire them to dig deep, to find their own treasure.
But sometimes we get lost in this treasure, we lose a balance that is necessary in life and we miss everything that is around us. There are so many treasures that have already been handed to us. We've got to remember to experience those as well. The kids at the Lake seemed to find the balance ... 'become as a little child'.
Dig deep but look up every once in awhile to enjoy what you already have. Leap into the next adventure of life with courage and excitement while remembering that you are leaping with greater knowledge and strength because of where you have already been. Find that balance Kas...
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