About Me

My photo
I would say that I am curious, vivacious, gregarious, sometimes funny, intelligent, easy going, very passionate about the things I love, caring, thoughtful, and kind. Maybe that is a little over the top, but I think you can count on me to be very honest. LOL

Thursday, April 30, 2015

First Stop Cove Fort

 

Exit 132 was our first stop for (Of Course) potty break~ there were many of these along the way!

This one happens to have a sign that says Cove Fort Historical Site, which both of DH and I visited when we were very young children (1960ish).

cove fort mile

DSC_0221

The restoration is remarkable…neither of us remember it being so well maintained back in the 60s.  For many years the fort served the travels well, but times changed and so did the need for the fort.  The church leased out and then sold the fort in 1890.  That’s why it didn’t look as great in 1960!

Brigham Young asked Ira Hinckley to leave his home in Coalville in 1867 and travel the 220 miles south to supervise the construction of this fort.  Below is the log home where he lived.

 DSC_0223DSC_0224

The fort is a square, 100 ft on each side. The walls are constructed of black volcanic rock and dark limestone, both quarried from the nearby mountains. The walls are 18 ft high and 4 ft thick at the base, tapering to 2 ft thick at the top. The fort has two sets of large wooden doors at the east and west ends, originally filled with sand to stop arrows and bullets, and contains 12 interior rooms.

DSC_0225

DSC_0226

The 6 rooms on the south side of the for served the needs of the travelers…and were used for business, domestic, and social activities. Travelers could rest and refresh themselves while the stagecoach horse teams were changed. Coaches stopped at the fort each day, one from the north and one from the south.

The kitchen/big room was the heart of Cove Fort, and served to express a commitment to hospitality. Food was prepared in the kitchen and served by the Hinckleys for family members, hired help, and travelers.

DSC_0238DSC_0237

DSC_0236

DSC_0234DSC_0233DSC_0231

Our tour guide Sister Campbell….from Twin Falls, Idaho

DSC_0229DSC_0228

Of the six rooms on the north side of the fort, three rooms served as a private residence for the Hinckley family and the remaining three served as overnight lodgings for travelers.

DSC_0255DSC_0254DSC_0253

The next three photos are all from the room in which Brigham Young would stay on his travels.

DSC_0252DSC_0251DSC_0250

The Garden Area….newly planted onions

DSC_0248

The Blacksmith Shop…Ira N. Hinckley was an accomplished blacksmith, using this shop in the west end of Cove Fort, and always offered his services to travelers passing through.

DSC_0247DSC_0246DSC_0244

Cove Fort was a peaceful fort….with never a shot fired! Well almost…you will have to visit the fort to learn the story!  Don’t want to give away all the secrets!

DSC_0241

A walk to the upper level gives a fantastic view of the valley as well as the rooms below!

DSC_0260DSC_0258DSC_0257DSC_0256

As we end our tour a pioneer spinning toy was demonstrated and given to Mr. Kendry. This toy teaches a valuable lesson and reminds each of us to keep Christ the center of our lives. With spinning effort, one can keep the wooden circle (representing Christ) in the center. When we become lax in our efforts to keep the circle (Him) there, the toy stops working and falls to the side. So what do we have to do to keep Christ in our lives? Repent and start moving forward again by reading the scriptures regularly, praying, and living the commandments. When we do, our actions put Him in the center of our lives again. 

spinning toy

Thanks for a great tour…….

Wednesday, April 29, 2015

Fresh and Clean

DSC_0314

K is for Kabobs

K Kabobs for preschool

Big thank you to Tia for making our preschool class these beautiful fruit Kabobs….so delish!

Letter Day Kk

King K

Beautiful day in the neighborhood and what a fun time to work on our alphabet letter K…Not a difficult one for us to learn!  We took King Kendry to pet  baby goats~ KIDS!

Goat Kids

We ate KFC’s kid meals for lunch at the train park. 
kfc-lilbucket

We came home, napped, played, and then prepared a very delicious dinner! Believe me…can’t go wrong with Kabobs!

 

Look at these pics!

DSC_0311DSC_0312


We had the King’s favorite kabobs, fruit kabobs (which we are also sharing with preschool class tomorrow), Kiwi Strawberry Capri Suns… and Kit Kats for dessert! Scrumptious! We are going to have to do some karate kicks to keep off the extra pounds!
K day was Krazy….maybe for a late night snack we will visit Krispy Kreme??? Oh heaven forbid!

Monday, April 27, 2015

Weakness for Rice Krispy Treats

Here it is… my most favorite Rice Krispy Treat Recipe. It’s perfect.  The amount of marshmallow and real butter make it happen! Totally simple, gooey and buttery perfection! The only Krispy treat recipe you’ll ever need!

Of course, we used our favorite cookie cutter letter because it’s K Day at preschool….

Letter K

Ingredients

  • 1 cube of butter
  • 8 cups, plus 2 cups mini marshmallows
  • 8  cups Krispy Cereal
  • ½ tsp salt

Instructions

  1. Line a 9x9 pan with foil and spray lightly with cooking spray, set aside.
  2. In a large post over low heat melt butter. Once butter in melted add in 8 cups mini marshmallows, stirring constantly.
  3. Once the marshmallows are just melted remove from heat and stir in your cereal and salt until just coated in marshmallow mixture. Now stir in the remaining 2 cups of mini marshmallows.
  4. Pour mixture into prepared pan and press in evenly.
  5. Allow to cool completely before cutting into squares. Best if served same day.

When we made our letter K …we cut them out immediately after we had spread them into the pan, and put them on our serving tray.   Yummy!

Saturday, April 25, 2015

Adventure for the Weekend…

chalk-it-up

Go Chalk It Up

Chalk it up dayPicture 16

Chalk 2ChalkIsacc & Kendry chalkIMG_3144IMG_3147slide

 

Everyday should sparkle with this much fun….but how the heck do you get it off your hands, body, and clothes???

Thursday, April 23, 2015

I’m That Generation

Summer is coming and that means “65” for me….it’s that age right?   Now I’m thinking *(Sometimes I want to do it out loud!) What is appropriate for a woman my age to be wearing in the summer!  
Can I still wear shorts?

What about my blouse…can it be sleeveless…Spaghetti straps not ever an option!

Is my hair the right color.

short-hairstyles-for-grey-hair-65-13   This works for her…but I’m scared really scared to even think about it!

When should I just accept the fact that I’m grey or is it gray …you know that intermediate color between black and white!

crowsBeforeAnd these wrinkles…I don’t even want to go there with the number of creams/crème, ointments, and dollar signs! The pictures always show glowing results…me not so much!

All the above questions at the top of my list for a very good reason or two, three, four!

Heaven help us…I don’t have the legs I used to, not even close.  Those thighs are no longer taut and beautiful more like loosen and gathering all wrinkly – don’t want to call it elephant-like skin around my knees, but that is pretty much what I see.   And then there is the buttocks or lack there of!   Not riding to proudly like it used to.  I do have plenty of that stuff they call cellulite…it is coming up like dandelions in the entire backyard!  On a very serious note…how many glasses of water can I drink during the day and still ……let’s don’t even go there!

Moving forward….Looking in the mirror has put so much fear into me that I have had several of them removed from the bedroom!  Is that bad luck…no I didn’t break them…just tossed them out!

Here’s another problem…my reaction to others’ of my age who expose their skin…this is where I have to really not think out loud!  So if that is how I feel…shouldn’t my standards be yup…time to give up the look yourself!  I do so admire the healthy sixty-something lady hiking Zion’s Park in her cute khakis, but shudder when I see someone with cut-off sweats riding high in the butt crack.

The mirror being the liar that it is, I started asking around for advise. This, too, was conflicting and unhelpful.

My daughter…. “Why the hell do you care so much?” (Oh, just you wait miss bubble butt!)

My son…..”Accept what is!”

The DH…..Oh, I’ll love you no matter what. (He’s really good at dodging does-this-make-my-butt-look-big traps,or didn’t you even notice I changed hair color today?   so his opinion doesn’t count in this matter, but it's sweet nonetheless.)

Today….new glasses, sleeveless…and a new hair color!  Picture by Kendry…don’t have a clue how he got it to do this!

P1110798

Conclusion:   

Take me like I am, er leave me be!