Thursday, February 7, 2008

Dear Kids,
      I still shovel snow every day. Some people think we’ve had enough, but I don’t agree. Dad and I have plans for snowboarding tomorrow night, and again on Tuesday, and a week from tomorrow, when we’re going with Tom and Kim. We’ve gotta enjoy it while it’s here.
      This Sunday, the 10th, I’m fixing Sunday dinner. We’ll be eating at 4:30. If you want to come, let me know.
      On Tuesday I had the great fun of helping people vote at Granger High. The machines worked fine, so mainly I showed people where to put their voting cards in. It was a long day! We got there at 6:00 in the morning, and finished about 9:00 at night. But lots of familiar old-timers came in, so it never got boring. Teddy Ireland was the receiving judge, and Sharon Bullock was the poll manager, (from 16th ward, wife of Mr. Bullock, the math teacher), and between the three of us, we knew almost everybody. But the kids in the halls were something else! Very multi-ethnic! I think Granger High is only about 10% caucasian now. They still act like ordinary teenagers, though. Hey, we got to eat school lunch! Mr. Cox gave us all tickets. There wasn’t anything with beef in it, because there’s been a cow-slaughtering scandal (tainted meat sent to schools for lunches), so they had vegetarian pizza and chicken. I just got a salad, and the rest of the day I ate the candy one of our workers had brought for the voters. It’s fun to participate in the democratic process!
     It was fun having Vanessa and Trent and their kids drop by Saturday afternoon, on their way to the cousins’ party at Laurie’s house. What cute kids all of you have! I can’t believe we almost have 20 grandkids.
      This morning I visited Grandma and Grandpa at the Seville. I showed them all the new pictures on you kids’ blogs, and then we read over some family history. I sorted their DVD’s, we went to lunch downstairs, and then we started a jigsaw puzzle. Grandpa was going over his home teaching list, but he doesn’t have a partner right now. His former partner, who was 95, had an accident on the interstate. He was driving north in the center lane, and decided to make a left turn. He crashed into a couple of other cars, and then a truck hit him. Sadly, he didn’t survive. Luckily he was the only fatality. But now there’s one less man living at the Seville. They’re always short on men! Grandpa is already serving as a counselor in the High Priests’ Group.
      I can't think of any other news. Hope you’re all doin’ great and lovin’ it! Mom