Sunday, March 6, 2011

Don't blame Anne

I first became aware of Anne Hathaway when she played the high school sweetheart of the young Elder Groberg and I've liked her ever since.  For that reason I say "Don't blame Anne for the disastrous 83rd Academy Awards."  I taped it, started watching it the day after, fell asleep half way through, and have still to get around to watching the rest of it. 

It's not Anne's fault that she had to be up there on that stage with James Franco, who gave me the impression that he wished he were someplace else.  Just no spark to the guy.  (Okay, he was no Johnny Carson...) I think Anne came across much better when she was up there alone.  She did the best she could with the lame material the writers gave her.

There were a lot of other things wrong besides putting Franco up there.  Not a good idea to muddy the waters with ten rather than five nominees for best picture.  Most people never even heard of half those movies.  Musical numbers were poorly staged.... no real pizzaz any time.  You know you had a dull show when the highlight of the night was bleeping Melissa Leo's acceptance speech. 

Other than enjoying seeing Anne Hathaway, the only thing I liked was David Seidler's acceptance speech for writing the best original screenplay ("The King's Speech").  He thanked "her majesty" for not putting him in the London Tower for use of the F word in his script.

One more comment:  You know how I feel about the re-make of "True Grit".  Okay, it must be a pretty good picture; it was nominated for 10 awards, but didn't win a single one. Nyanya nyanya nyanya !!
And do you know why it didn't win?  Because Jeff Bridges wore the eye patch on the wrong eye!

Monday, January 3, 2011

some 2010 highlights from The Oregonians


Since all the newspapers and magazines are doing 2010 reviews, I thought I might as well give you some highlights from The Oregonians' year.
January started off great with a visit from granddaughter Julia, looking fabulous as usual.

Our daughter Julie started creating and selling
beautiful hand-made jewelry.  Here's just one example.  Check out her website at JolieJules.












We took the plunge and bought a blue ray player, then upgraded our satellite service to high definition. If I can't hear very well, at least we can watch a sharper picture

In February, strange things started showing up in our mail, like hair curlers and coffe makers.  Yup. Some
so and so managed to rip our visa number from the internet,to the tune of several hundred dollars. Fortunately, we had notified Visa and got things changed in time, so there was no charge to us.
Sometimes you get lucky.
 Andrew was in town for a quick trip and came by to see us.  Always a treat.
 March marked a big turning point in my life.  I fell asleep watching the Academy Awards and didn't even re-wind after it had been recorded. Things just aren't the same without Bogy, the Duke, and all those other giants. 
















Daughter Barb held her annual Easter Egg hunt, fun for everyone, whether finding eggs or taking pictures.








 
For our ward Easter program in April, I was asked to be the speaker. Our very good choir did a wonderful job.
(So this picture doesn't look like me.  "Try to see it under lights.")















 In May all available members of the extended families got together at Gecko's to celebrate grandson Tony's passing his comps.  We welcomed him to the glorious world of ABDs.




 For Mother's Day, we got a call from our missionary grandson, Russell, way off in the Philippines.  He wasn't able to reach his Mom right away, so he called us.  Now I ask you, isn't that one of the nicest things that could happen in our year?




 In June, we watched grandaughter Emma graduate from pre-school.  Ceremony was held at the historic Draper Theatre to a good crowd of exceptionally proud parents and other relatives.








We had a great Father's Day dinner with Denny, Joe and Emma.  Followed by ice box dessert made by the best IBD maker west of the Mississipppi.











Julia was in town again on business and this time was able to stay long enough for us to take her to see many of her cousins (great-cousins?)
We all had a great time.














Our 15th great-grandchild, Carly June. was born July 2.  Big brother and sister and grandfather seen here admiring her.

No pictures, but July also brought us a visit from my cousins Afton and Enid and Enid's grandson Jeffrey.

Also a spur-of-the-moment trip up Little Cottonwood Canyon with Barb and Dennis, where Tony, Cindy, Angie, Forrest and children were just finishing up their picnic.


 July also found us in Vancouver, Washington, for a good visit with Julie and Tom, including a drive up to the Visitors' Center at Mt. St. Helens.  Boy, you can't beat the air of the Pacific Northwest, especially at that altitude.


Again, no pictures, but Andrew, Andrea and their three good looking children were in town and dropped by to see us.




Alas, in August, Angie and Forrest moved to Minnesota.  And they had the nerve to take Ethan, Elise, Jonas and Wyatt with them.






September brought the publishing of Tony's third book, "How".
Another good seller for Deseret Books.
















 One of my home teaching families found out that a book a friend of hers had recommended, "I'm Not Perfect..." was written by our grandson, so she ordered fifteen copies as Christmas presents for her family.  Tony was gracious enough to sign all fifteen copies for her.














 In October my nephew Jim, wife Helen and son Michael, who live in Oregon City, were in town and came to see us.  Jim was the one who sealed Denise and Joe at the Portland Temple way back in 1996.






 Grandson Russell returned from his mission in the Philippines, speaking Tagalog fluently and with a strong testimony.  All of his immediate family were in Vancouver to welcome him home.  Those of us in Utah were there in spirit.

In November Barb and Dennis drove us up Big Cottonwood Canyon to Brighton.  Fall colors were beautiful and so was the lake.













 In November great-grandaughter Jane was baptized.  Much family and much food helped her remember the occasion.



Also in November, we got a sneak preview of Denise accompanying their stake choir for stake conference.  Thrilling arrangements, well rendered, beautifully accompanied.












 Another highlight of November was our trip back home to La Grande where we were together with all three of our daughters, a couple of sons-in-law and two of our grandchildren.  It was during this visit that we learned that granddaughter Julia is expecting her first child in June. With Tony and Cindy looking forward to "Calvin J" (?) in January, that will bring us our 16th and 17th great-grandchild.  How blessed can we be?



In December daughter Barbara got her very first pair of organ shoes, after being advised by many that she really shouldn't be playing in her stocking feet.
(See, I told you this blog was going to be about highlights.)






On a loftier note, we attended the Christmas program in Denny's ward.  Joe was narrator, Denise accompanied the choir. Emma was a perfect little lady throughout.

Christmas Eve was enjoyed with many family members at Barb's and Dennis'.











Christmas afternoon we went to Denny's and Joe's where Emma helped us open some Christmas presents.  We  really had three Christmases this year:  To Barb's Christmas Eve, here in our condo Christmas morning and to Denny's later that day. Thrice blessed, to say the least.










We were married on December 27,  which is too soon after Christmas to feel like celebrating.  So we waited ----until December 28, when we went to the Market Street Grill and Oyster Bar for our 59th anniversary.
No, that's not us, but I'd be willing to bet it's the same booth we were seated in. 
Great dinner; delicious HagenDaz carmel ice cream.



Well, there's our year in review.  I can't believe this took three drafts and all day to put together.

 I'm sure we've failed to mention some other very nice things that came our way this past year, so if any of you want to add via comments, soyez le bien venue.

Friday, December 24, 2010

'Twas the night before Christmas...

Here are a few random shots from Christmas Eve at Barb's and Dennis'
Gorgeous tree

Fantastic decorations


I saw Mama kissing Santa Claus

Delicious meal

Angelic children

                                                          Shepherds and sheep
Learning all about a Pea Coat
(like great-grandpa used to wear)

Melodious duet

"Sleigh Ride" by two pros

Baby of the clan....for a while longer

New p.j.s

Sisters relaxing
And a jolly good time was had by all.
(No pun intended)

Friday, December 17, 2010

Closed captions

You gotta love closed caption TV.  In a story about the Provo Tabernacle fire, it was noted that many famous musicians had played there in the past, including this world-famous pianist:
                                                        ROCK MAN NORMAN.

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

You can't win

Looks like even mother nature is comspiring against us.  Take a look at the
Farnsworth Farms roadside sign as of early this morning.

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

As Time Goes By

2010
You all remember this picture on my blog with my niece, Carol Ann.  Thought you might like to see how long it has been since the two of us had our picture taken together.

1943 - I think she outranks me.

Friday, December 10, 2010

Bah! Humbug!!


We were shopping in a major big box store the other day and I saw what I thought were some pretty Christmas ornaments.  Turned out they were round Coca Cola and Sprite bottles.  On each of them was the greeting: "Happy Holidays".  Humph.  Not going to buy any of that product.

As we were  checking out, the checker, wearing a cute little red hat with a white cotton ball on top, said "Happy Holidays".  I said "Why don't you say "Merry Christmas?"  To which she replied, more than a bit unhappy, "Because they won't let us.  We can only say "Happy Holidays."
  Humph. We should boycott them.

The next day, the above card arrived in the mail.  It was from the president of Eastern Oregon University (formerly EOSC).  I can remember when the totally impersonal messages from former presidents (I worked under 7 different ones) would say "Merry Christmas."  As far as I could tell, no one, students or faculty, was ever upset about that. 
Humph.  Not going to send any financial support their way.

Looked at all the specials in the newspaper.  Not one ad mentions "Christmas."
 Cancel my subscription.

We went looking for Christmas cards.  Almost impossible to find anything but "Season's Greetings" or "Happy Holidays" on any of the cards this year.  (You have to dig deep, or down on the lower shelves.)
Humph.  Think I'll start creating my own Christmas cards.

I got to thinking about the whole silly politically-correct trend and have concluded that those behind it are a bunch of hypocrites  If they weren't  they would take it all the way. 

Think of the possibilities.  No more "Christmas" music.  Instead, we would have music such as:

"I'll Be Home for Holiday"
"It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Holiday"
"Have Yourself a Merry Little Holiday"
"I'm dreaming of a white Holiday, with every holiday card I write..."
"I heard the bells on Holiday ..."

Television could only show re-edited movies such as

"A Holiday Carol" (1938, 1951,2009)
"Holiday Eve" (1947)
"Holiday Holiday" (1944)
Holiday in Connecticut" (1945)
"Holiday in July" (1940)
"A Holiday Story" (1983)
"A Holiday Tale" (20080
"The Holiday That Almost Wasn't" (1966)
"The Holiday  Tree" (1969)
"Holiday With the Kranks" (2004)
"Four Holidays"" (2008)
"A Holiday Story" (1983
                                                    "How the Grinch Stole Holiday" (2001)
"The Nightmare Before Holiday" (1993)
"Surviving Holiday" (2009)
"National Lampoons Holiday Vacation" (1989)
"Holiday in Wonderland" (2007)
and, of course, the perennial favorite --
Bing Crosby and Danny Kaye in
"White Holiday" (1954)

I see there's a stage version of that last one,
 so the same rule must apply to any stage adaptations of any of these movies. 

Then there are all those books in public libraries all over the country with that politically-incorrect word as part of the title.  Burn all those books.

I look out our condo windows and see the Farnsworth Farm has a big roadside sign that is going to have to be changed to "Holiday Trees For Sale".  Can't be the only sign like that in the valley, or the state, or the nation.  Why aren't they doing something about that?  File a suite.

After all, anything worth doing is worth doing well.

Meanwhile, you have only 14 shopping days 'till Holiday.