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Andrew Unsworth dreamed his whole life of becoming a Tabernacle organist, and since being appointed as the 13th full-time organist to serve on Temple Square in July 2007, he hasn’t looked back.
Andrew Unsworth Fulfilling an Organist's Dream Job
•7 April 2011
Part one of a three-part series.
Andrew Unsworth, one of the three full-time organists on Temple Square, was born into a musical family, so it isn’t surprising that he would become a professional musician. The surprising part may be that as a child he grew up listening to and playing along with organ records—at his own request.
The organ isn’t the first instrument a typical child might choose to dream of playing. However, from the first time he heard the low bass sounds of the organ, he knew exactly what instrument he wanted to play.
Because playing the organ requires using hands and feet, Brother Unsworth played piano until he was tall enough to reach the pedals. “At 14 I switched over to the organ and haven’t looked back since,” he said.
Career Crisis
After studying organ performance and pedagogy as an undergraduate student at Brigham Young University in Provo, Utah, USA, Brother Unsworth felt that he faced a bit of a career crisis.
“As a kid I would watch the Tabernacle organists play,” he said. “I envied the instrument and I dreamed of actually someday working here on Temple Square, but there are only three full-time organists here and I figured that’s not the kind of thing you can bank your life and career on.”
Realizing there might not be many opportunities for organ performance, he went to graduate school and earned a PhD in music history from Duke University in North Carolina, USA, preparing to teach at the university level.
When Brother Unsworth learned that an organ performance position was open at the Catholic Church’s Cathedral of the Madeleine in Salt Lake City, Utah, USA, he applied and was appointed.
Finally able to seat his knowledge and training on the organ bench professionally, Brother Unsworth was able to “cut his teeth” as an organist. He learned how to play big services and accompany choirs on-the-job at the cathedral.
“I really enjoyed playing at Cathedral of the Madeleine,” Brother Unsworth said. “The instrument is very nice. The acoustics of the cathedral are in some ways ideal for organ. The music that the choir does—and that the organist is expected to play—is top rate; it’s amazing.”
Though he enjoyed his job with the cathedral and a brief stint later teaching at Stephen F. Austin State University in Texas, USA, he never forgot his dream of working on Temple Square.
“I had some spiritual experiences at the cathedral,” he said, “but I always felt a little bit torn. . . . While I admire and respect [everyone I associated with at the cathedral], I am a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, and I wanted to be able to use my talents in the service of my own religion.”
A Difficult Dream
After spending 30 years as a Tabernacle organist, John Longhurst, known especially for composing the music to “I Believe in Christ” (Hymns, no. 134) and for his role in acquiring the organ in the Conference Center, retired in 2007.
With a Tabernacle organist spot now open, Brother Unsworth was in the right place at the right time. After many interviews, playing tests, and composition sessions, he was appointed as the 13th full-time organist to serve on Temple Square, beginning his service in July 2007.
Performing with the Tabernacle Choir for the last three years, Brother Unsworth has continued his progression as an organist. He has most enjoyed the opportunity to learn from and play with the musicians he works with.
“The other organists are among the finest people and musicians that I know, and the other choir staff—the musical directors, the choir, and the orchestra members—are fantastic people. It’s a privilege to get to work with them,” he said.
The job on Temple Square offers many experiences, most of which have taken time to grow into. It isn’t easy to accompany the 360-member, world-renowned Mormon Tabernacle Choir, especially when they usually practice only once a week.
Brother Unsworth feels he is still becoming accustomed to the Tabernacle organ and its 11,623 pipes. He has also had to learn to play on the Conference Center’s 7,667-pipe organ.
“I’m still learning to play with [the Tabernacle] organ. Sometimes, I’m experimenting with the organ and I don’t get it quite right. I miss the one chance I have to get it right,” he said.
The pace is frenetic for a Temple Square organist. In addition to accompanying the choir, Brother Unsworth and the other Temple Square organists also perform in one or two recitals each week, go on tour with the choir, and arrange music. But among all the duties of a Tabernacle organist, one performance seemed more terrifying than anything else to Brother Unsworth.
“When I was first appointed I didn’t sleep for a couple of days, primarily because I was thinking about what it would be like to play for general conference,” he said. “However, the first time I did it, I took comfort in the fact that the spirit of the meeting was so strong that it compensated for the jitters that I was feeling at the time.
“And since I’ve played conference a number of times since then, I take comfort in the fact that the Lord takes an interest in conference. He wants conference to go well. We work hard to prepare, but then we rely on the Lord to help see us through.”
Awards
The American Guild of Organists is a professional organization for organists in the United States. At the time of its founding in 1896 there were not many universities that offered degrees in music. Because of this, the guild offered the opportunity for its members to take examinations of their musical skills and earn certificates, demonstrating their abilities and competence to potential employers.
Many universities now offer degrees in music, but the guild still offers these exams for its members. As a member of the guild, Brother Unsworth hoped to demonstrate his ability and took the exams in June 2010 at the University of Utah.
The two-day exams, a comprehensive assessment of one’s musical abilities, test an organist’s performance abilities in transposition, improvisation, and harmonization. The exams also feature written facets, such as analysis, composition, and ear training.
“They were tough, so I was very pleased when I was notified in July that I passed, and not only had I passed, I won a couple of awards,” said Brother Unsworth.
He received the Associateship certificate, awarded to the organist with the highest exam score on his or her particular certificate, and the S. Lewis Elmer Award, awarded to the person with the highest score of any of the 82 test-takers. Winning one award is a tremendous accomplishment, but winning two awards is a rare feat.
“I was flabbergasted, to be honest,” Brother Unsworth said.
Conclusion
Brother Unsworth could not be happier performing his dream job and doesn’t plan to leave anytime soon. The job can be difficult at times, but the opportunity to play for the Mormon Tabernacle Choir has him counting his blessings.
“It’s thrilling,” he said. “There are times when I’ll play the second half of a choir rehearsal, so the choir is all there, the director is there, and I walk out and see everyone standing there and I think, ‘Holy cow. What am I doing?’ I still pinch myself that I get to do this.”
Contributed By David Packard, Church News and Events
Our dear friend, Wendy Mack passed away suddenly last Saturday night.
You went
The heavens opened and called for you tonight.
You went, so diligently
A daughter of Eve to be given her crown
You went, so reverently
A babe to keep and a daughter to teach
You went, so eternally
A plan so sacred to a woman so worthy
You went, so powerfully
A mother so gentle to those so precious
You went, so quietly
A reign to have with a family to follow
You went, so spiritually
A friend so special to heart so broken
You went, so perfectly
The heavens opened and called for you tonight
And, You went.
Kristen Heppler
You went
The heavens opened and called for you tonight.
You went, so diligently
A daughter of Eve to be given her crown
You went, so reverently
A babe to keep and a daughter to teach
You went, so eternally
A plan so sacred to a woman so worthy
You went, so powerfully
A mother so gentle to those so precious
You went, so quietly
A reign to have with a family to follow
You went, so spiritually
A friend so special to heart so broken
You went, so perfectly
The heavens opened and called for you tonight
And, You went.
Kristen Heppler
And so begins the new chapter in our book...
April 19, 2011
Well, I got the last "chapter" in a book, so we're on to the next. That was a fun book, just "Elder Jake Man to Mrs. Rasmussen". The past few months has been a bit of a whirlwind of things, monumental things I might add, in my life. I'm not sure what my thoughts are at this time, but writing them down always helps.
I've decided that I'm not convinced that the whole missionary program was truly inspired by God. (Not really... but I kind of feel that some days!) It really was more fun to BE a missionary than to have one out. I know he's doing what he is supposed to now, but I find myself sitting by the mailbox waiting for a letter like some silly school girl waiting for the phone to ring. It's really a painful thing at times. I could have sworn to anyone that I wouldn't have been like this. I hear the silence in this home and my heart aches. So much has changed and I'm not a big fan of change. I am, however, a big fan of adventure. So that's how I look at it now. It's a little adventure for us. Jake is having an experience that he will cherish for the rest of his life. I am learning to give and to be patient and I'm learning to be me. Without the kids to cover up who I am. (Scarey thought, huh?)
Watching Jessi turn into a wife has been a delight! Who is this young woman who cooks, and cleans and shops at the grocery store? I seriously have never met her until now. She is a good little cook and she loves to pamper Alan and they both just giggle all the time and talk this whole language that is theirs alone. They spend time together and time apart... just like it's supposed to be. My little Jessi Bean is Mrs. Rasmussen and she couldn't be happier... and neither could I. What a joy it is to know that your daughter has married the man she loves, her best friend. She married a man who loves her and treats her right and is kind and a hard worker. She is the same to him and that gives me peace.
Kaycer Noodle Nose enjoys the time with Robert and I and she keeps us smiling. I wonder at times where her life will lead and then I stop. Why do I really need to know? I try my best to let her grow and learn and develop. We never thought she would progress to where she is now... so what's the limit? It's really a blessing to wonder.
Sometimes I think that we have all these goals and hopes and dreams for our kids. We want them to do good in kindergarten and learn to spell their names. All the "R"s facing the right way and the "T"s with the line properly placed. And don't forget to brush your teeth and say your ABC's and remember your phone number and where you live.
Then comes the rest of the grades and dating and cars and soccer and everything else that we fill our planners with. And really, none of these things are bad. They actually are quite good. But the dream we have for our kids is there... always. We want them to go to college, go on missions and get married. We want them to be happy. That is good. But what if we just ARE. How does that fit into our plan?
Just being. Every day. Not knowing what our potential really is. What should we do? What should we BE? Why do we always need a plan? When do we just BE?
I've thought about that alot lately. I'm a planner. I like to check things off my list and I'll write stuff down that I already did, just to check it off. It's like some glorious surge of adrenaline to make that little line down followed by the big line UP! What's that all about, really? Could self worth be tied to a little check? Could I sleep at night knowing that my list isn't done, with check marks properly placed?
I think I was blessed to have Kayci in so many ways I can't possible know. She gets stuff done, no misunderstanding there. In fact, if we DON'T do it... a small meteor will fall from the sky and life as we know it will soon cease to exist. (Ummmmm hellooooooo.) But being her mother has broadened my "being". We really don't know what our potential is. That is endless and so beyond our capability to understand, that we really couldn't possible know. But it's human nature to never be content with mediocrity... well, at least it's my nature. I want my children and myself to aim high and grasp that golden ring, but then... wouldn't you want to get another? Wouldn't you then, have just one more to give?
So this, to me, is the conflict. Is it ever OK to really not have a plan? That goes against all the road map analogies we've had ingrained all of our lives. But when we have a new chapter in our lives open, we don't always need to have a plan. Sometimes we can just continue on the new road that awaits.
Although on this new road of mine, I'm going to stop at as many "scenic overlooks" as I can find.
Well, I got the last "chapter" in a book, so we're on to the next. That was a fun book, just "Elder Jake Man to Mrs. Rasmussen". The past few months has been a bit of a whirlwind of things, monumental things I might add, in my life. I'm not sure what my thoughts are at this time, but writing them down always helps.
I've decided that I'm not convinced that the whole missionary program was truly inspired by God. (Not really... but I kind of feel that some days!) It really was more fun to BE a missionary than to have one out. I know he's doing what he is supposed to now, but I find myself sitting by the mailbox waiting for a letter like some silly school girl waiting for the phone to ring. It's really a painful thing at times. I could have sworn to anyone that I wouldn't have been like this. I hear the silence in this home and my heart aches. So much has changed and I'm not a big fan of change. I am, however, a big fan of adventure. So that's how I look at it now. It's a little adventure for us. Jake is having an experience that he will cherish for the rest of his life. I am learning to give and to be patient and I'm learning to be me. Without the kids to cover up who I am. (Scarey thought, huh?)
Watching Jessi turn into a wife has been a delight! Who is this young woman who cooks, and cleans and shops at the grocery store? I seriously have never met her until now. She is a good little cook and she loves to pamper Alan and they both just giggle all the time and talk this whole language that is theirs alone. They spend time together and time apart... just like it's supposed to be. My little Jessi Bean is Mrs. Rasmussen and she couldn't be happier... and neither could I. What a joy it is to know that your daughter has married the man she loves, her best friend. She married a man who loves her and treats her right and is kind and a hard worker. She is the same to him and that gives me peace.
Kaycer Noodle Nose enjoys the time with Robert and I and she keeps us smiling. I wonder at times where her life will lead and then I stop. Why do I really need to know? I try my best to let her grow and learn and develop. We never thought she would progress to where she is now... so what's the limit? It's really a blessing to wonder.
Sometimes I think that we have all these goals and hopes and dreams for our kids. We want them to do good in kindergarten and learn to spell their names. All the "R"s facing the right way and the "T"s with the line properly placed. And don't forget to brush your teeth and say your ABC's and remember your phone number and where you live.
Then comes the rest of the grades and dating and cars and soccer and everything else that we fill our planners with. And really, none of these things are bad. They actually are quite good. But the dream we have for our kids is there... always. We want them to go to college, go on missions and get married. We want them to be happy. That is good. But what if we just ARE. How does that fit into our plan?
Just being. Every day. Not knowing what our potential really is. What should we do? What should we BE? Why do we always need a plan? When do we just BE?
I've thought about that alot lately. I'm a planner. I like to check things off my list and I'll write stuff down that I already did, just to check it off. It's like some glorious surge of adrenaline to make that little line down followed by the big line UP! What's that all about, really? Could self worth be tied to a little check? Could I sleep at night knowing that my list isn't done, with check marks properly placed?
I think I was blessed to have Kayci in so many ways I can't possible know. She gets stuff done, no misunderstanding there. In fact, if we DON'T do it... a small meteor will fall from the sky and life as we know it will soon cease to exist. (Ummmmm hellooooooo.) But being her mother has broadened my "being". We really don't know what our potential is. That is endless and so beyond our capability to understand, that we really couldn't possible know. But it's human nature to never be content with mediocrity... well, at least it's my nature. I want my children and myself to aim high and grasp that golden ring, but then... wouldn't you want to get another? Wouldn't you then, have just one more to give?
So this, to me, is the conflict. Is it ever OK to really not have a plan? That goes against all the road map analogies we've had ingrained all of our lives. But when we have a new chapter in our lives open, we don't always need to have a plan. Sometimes we can just continue on the new road that awaits.
Although on this new road of mine, I'm going to stop at as many "scenic overlooks" as I can find.
February 8, 2011
Wow! It's been a crazy few months here at our house! I've spent the past few days finishing up putting away the remaining Christmas decorations! Literally, they have been up for months!
It's been a little different around here without Jake and Jessi. Kayci and I have been able to spend some "mom time" and Robert and I have been able to spend some "couple time" as well. I have noticed the two biggest differences are the lack of drivers and the fridge is full of food ALL THE TIME!!! Where are Jake and his friends when you need them?!!! (We also joke that Jake's not around to pick up poop and take the garbage out... boy we miss that kid!)
Jessi and Alan were still waiting for their letter from the temple for the few weeks before Jake left. We scheduled Jessi to take out her endowments on the 11th of December and they got the letter that morning! As much as we had hoped Jake could be there for the wedding, it really worked out best that they were able to have their own special day and that Jake had his, too.
Jessi took out her endowments at the Oquirrh Mountain temple and Jake was able to be there, too. Brandon, McKay, Tana, Sheri and Robert's family and Alan's family were all there. It was so wonderful to have such great support. Bob's sister, Connie, had a tough time in the celestial room and my heart went out to her. I know her beautiful daughters were there, just like mine. It's wonderful how close you are to the people on the other side of the veil when you're in the temple.
The next day was Jake's farewell and we had a wonderful turn out. Jake did a great job and there was a million people at the house for lunch. (Seriously, we had standing room only people on both floors!) It was so fun.
The drop off at the MTC was really less than painful. I had heard such horror stories of how your missionary just kind of does a "tuck and roll" at the curb, but it really wasn't that bad. The night before Jake left, the Stake president came by and set him apart.
It was a really nice evening with just Robert, his mom, Alan, Bob and the kids. We sat around and visited for a moment and then President Nielson asked us if anyone had anything to say or advice to give. I told Jake not to come home. I told him that all the wisdom and whatever he needed is inside of him. I really felt that. I want him to finish what he starts and not come home... for two years at least!
After Jake was set apart, the Stake President left and I just felt peace. I felt a Spirit in our home that was undeniable and I knew that everything was going to be OK.
The pictures of Jake at the MTC are my favorite. I have put all of the updated info on his blog, so follow that link!!!
Jessi and Alan had a wonderul wedding! They closed on their home in Lehi a few days after she went to the temple. They chose January 8th as their wedding date and so we went to work! We had done alot of the ground work before and had the invitations addressed and everything, so off we went!
We decided to do white lights on tree branches and snow flakes. It was beautiful. Jessi's colors were red, chocolate brown and sunflowers. That was a hard combination for January, but we did accents of sunflowers in with white and it turned out great. Sue did the flowers, so we had fresh flowers everywhere and the bouquet was sunflowers. She did a great job.
Robert was a saint! He helped me do the trees so we put aver 20 tree branches in 5 gallon buckets with cement. Luckily, not much happens at the church the first week of January, so I got to have the church for a few days. I started hanging lights on Thursday morning and by that night, over 10,000 lights were hanging! It looked pretty when all the lights were low.
Sue came by Friday afternoon while Jessi and I were getting massages! She did the tables and of course, it was all beautiful. Kristie Broadbent did cheesecake "shooters" and we had costco cake along with the wedding cake. It all was perfect... simple, but perfect!
Friday night, we had a bachelorette party at the nail place! We all got pedicures and ate chocolate and had sparkling apple cider! Jessi wore a "veil and tiara"! It was super fun.
The morning of the wedding, we got up and started on Jessi's hair arund 6:00! Between Weed, Sheri, Tana, McKenzie and Jamie, we had enough caffeinated beverages to have our own Maverick store! We had makeup strewn all over the kitchen and it was the perfect "girl time"!
We were starting to run a little late, and Alan called to see if he was getting left by the altar, I think! All of a sudden, Jessi decides we needed to get going! So, off we go! (It really was cute, though. Miss "always late" sure got her move on when we were running late to her wedding!!!)
I loved the time I had with Jessi in the bride's room. I gave her a letter with a package with "something blue". It was a beautful bracelet that Sara had made with just a hint of blue in it.
Jessica was the perfect, most beautiful bride I had ever seen. She was truly glowing. The Spirit in the celestial room was something I will never forget. Everyone was in tears. You knew that these two people were supposed to be together. Alan told his sister that he had never felt like this before, and he was so sweet and tender with Jessi as they were kneeling across the altar. He was crying so hard that it really made an impact on us. I know my daughter will be loved and taken care of. They are so good for each other and to each other. They both are so much wiser and more mature than I was at that age. I was so proud of them both.
Everything went perfectly the rest of the day... well except for the part where the bride and groom were missing for a few hours, but hey, it's all good! We still got pictures done and the reception was great. I promised myself that I would enjoy the day and I did a good job of that... there were little things that could have stressed me out, and a couple of things that weren't good, but the day was perfect and I loved it! We even had Jake in the family pictures... his cut out was in all the shots and he had the same smile every time! (go figure!)
Time flies so very fast... enjoy each moment while you can. I have, and do, love every stage of my children's lives. What a wonderful time to be alive!
Wow! It's been a crazy few months here at our house! I've spent the past few days finishing up putting away the remaining Christmas decorations! Literally, they have been up for months!
It's been a little different around here without Jake and Jessi. Kayci and I have been able to spend some "mom time" and Robert and I have been able to spend some "couple time" as well. I have noticed the two biggest differences are the lack of drivers and the fridge is full of food ALL THE TIME!!! Where are Jake and his friends when you need them?!!! (We also joke that Jake's not around to pick up poop and take the garbage out... boy we miss that kid!)
Jessi and Alan were still waiting for their letter from the temple for the few weeks before Jake left. We scheduled Jessi to take out her endowments on the 11th of December and they got the letter that morning! As much as we had hoped Jake could be there for the wedding, it really worked out best that they were able to have their own special day and that Jake had his, too.
Jessi took out her endowments at the Oquirrh Mountain temple and Jake was able to be there, too. Brandon, McKay, Tana, Sheri and Robert's family and Alan's family were all there. It was so wonderful to have such great support. Bob's sister, Connie, had a tough time in the celestial room and my heart went out to her. I know her beautiful daughters were there, just like mine. It's wonderful how close you are to the people on the other side of the veil when you're in the temple.
The next day was Jake's farewell and we had a wonderful turn out. Jake did a great job and there was a million people at the house for lunch. (Seriously, we had standing room only people on both floors!) It was so fun.
The drop off at the MTC was really less than painful. I had heard such horror stories of how your missionary just kind of does a "tuck and roll" at the curb, but it really wasn't that bad. The night before Jake left, the Stake president came by and set him apart.
It was a really nice evening with just Robert, his mom, Alan, Bob and the kids. We sat around and visited for a moment and then President Nielson asked us if anyone had anything to say or advice to give. I told Jake not to come home. I told him that all the wisdom and whatever he needed is inside of him. I really felt that. I want him to finish what he starts and not come home... for two years at least!
After Jake was set apart, the Stake President left and I just felt peace. I felt a Spirit in our home that was undeniable and I knew that everything was going to be OK.
The pictures of Jake at the MTC are my favorite. I have put all of the updated info on his blog, so follow that link!!!
Jessi and Alan had a wonderul wedding! They closed on their home in Lehi a few days after she went to the temple. They chose January 8th as their wedding date and so we went to work! We had done alot of the ground work before and had the invitations addressed and everything, so off we went!
We decided to do white lights on tree branches and snow flakes. It was beautiful. Jessi's colors were red, chocolate brown and sunflowers. That was a hard combination for January, but we did accents of sunflowers in with white and it turned out great. Sue did the flowers, so we had fresh flowers everywhere and the bouquet was sunflowers. She did a great job.
Robert was a saint! He helped me do the trees so we put aver 20 tree branches in 5 gallon buckets with cement. Luckily, not much happens at the church the first week of January, so I got to have the church for a few days. I started hanging lights on Thursday morning and by that night, over 10,000 lights were hanging! It looked pretty when all the lights were low.
Sue came by Friday afternoon while Jessi and I were getting massages! She did the tables and of course, it was all beautiful. Kristie Broadbent did cheesecake "shooters" and we had costco cake along with the wedding cake. It all was perfect... simple, but perfect!
Friday night, we had a bachelorette party at the nail place! We all got pedicures and ate chocolate and had sparkling apple cider! Jessi wore a "veil and tiara"! It was super fun.
The morning of the wedding, we got up and started on Jessi's hair arund 6:00! Between Weed, Sheri, Tana, McKenzie and Jamie, we had enough caffeinated beverages to have our own Maverick store! We had makeup strewn all over the kitchen and it was the perfect "girl time"!
We were starting to run a little late, and Alan called to see if he was getting left by the altar, I think! All of a sudden, Jessi decides we needed to get going! So, off we go! (It really was cute, though. Miss "always late" sure got her move on when we were running late to her wedding!!!)
I loved the time I had with Jessi in the bride's room. I gave her a letter with a package with "something blue". It was a beautful bracelet that Sara had made with just a hint of blue in it.
Jessica was the perfect, most beautiful bride I had ever seen. She was truly glowing. The Spirit in the celestial room was something I will never forget. Everyone was in tears. You knew that these two people were supposed to be together. Alan told his sister that he had never felt like this before, and he was so sweet and tender with Jessi as they were kneeling across the altar. He was crying so hard that it really made an impact on us. I know my daughter will be loved and taken care of. They are so good for each other and to each other. They both are so much wiser and more mature than I was at that age. I was so proud of them both.
Everything went perfectly the rest of the day... well except for the part where the bride and groom were missing for a few hours, but hey, it's all good! We still got pictures done and the reception was great. I promised myself that I would enjoy the day and I did a good job of that... there were little things that could have stressed me out, and a couple of things that weren't good, but the day was perfect and I loved it! We even had Jake in the family pictures... his cut out was in all the shots and he had the same smile every time! (go figure!)
Time flies so very fast... enjoy each moment while you can. I have, and do, love every stage of my children's lives. What a wonderful time to be alive!
November 24, 2010
It's Thanksgiving and I'm not very Thankful today. Jake goes into the MTC 3 weeks from today. It really hit me hard today and I am going to miss the heck out of him. He's such a great kid that has grown into a great young man. I love his sense of humor and the way he always finds the good in everyone and in everything.
It's been a though few weeks here. Jessi and Alan are waiting for their temple papers so we can get those two married. We had to cancel the December 11th date and they just can't go through the waiting game again so they just aren't planning anything until they hear. It's been really tough on all of us.
I am thankful for some things, and I shouldn't be so selfish with my sadness of missing Jake.
I AM so grateful that I have such good kids. They are making wise choices that will have an effect on their eternal lives. They are good... not perfect, but very good!
Jessi is going through the temple on the 4th and at least Jake will be able to be with her there. That will really be a good day.
Also, I have a few days off before Jake leaves and I'm going to enjoy spending some time with him then. I can learn to share with the people of Washington. But I only have to like it on Tuesdays and Thursdays.
WOW!!! It's time to get caught up with my blog!
August 3, 2010
It's been an interesting summer, to say the least. To start things off, around February, we decided to join a riding club with Tana and Jake. Robert and I want to do more fun stuff together and a planned event one night a week with friends on harseback was just the ticket. We paid our dues and joined up. That's February.
Now March comes along and Robert's partners decide that they no longer want to keep the company around. This is Robert's baby... he's worked very hard at this company and the relationships he has built along the way. So WE decide to be partners... that way we will REALLY spend more time together. So in I go once or twice a week to do the books and marketing.
Well, now it's May... time to start doing hay. Well, the boys have moved on to pursue some adventures of their own, leaving my cute farmer doing hay with me... more time together. The only catch is... I have a full time job at the hospital. I have 3 kids living at home and a much bigger home than I would like to dust. (Granted, it's not very big... it's just REALLY dusty!)
Now jump to July... Robert buys me a Harley for our anniversary. I have it a total of 33 seconds and I pop the clutch, hit the gas and jump the curb at the church parking lot, landing in a pile of rocks on my back. I was stuck under the bike. I had 3 broken ribs and major soft tissue damage to my Right leg. Not a good maneuver.
This broken rib pain" is not the type of pain conducive to alot of things... like breathing, let alone riding a horse. It's been very painful to do my job as a nurse and just get the house clean.
I was called to be Girls Camp Director and was so excited about it, that I had to go anyway, pain pills and all!
I guess the moral to the story is... be careful what you wish for, but just be grateful for what you got.
It's been an interesting summer, to say the least. To start things off, around February, we decided to join a riding club with Tana and Jake. Robert and I want to do more fun stuff together and a planned event one night a week with friends on harseback was just the ticket. We paid our dues and joined up. That's February.
Now March comes along and Robert's partners decide that they no longer want to keep the company around. This is Robert's baby... he's worked very hard at this company and the relationships he has built along the way. So WE decide to be partners... that way we will REALLY spend more time together. So in I go once or twice a week to do the books and marketing.
Well, now it's May... time to start doing hay. Well, the boys have moved on to pursue some adventures of their own, leaving my cute farmer doing hay with me... more time together. The only catch is... I have a full time job at the hospital. I have 3 kids living at home and a much bigger home than I would like to dust. (Granted, it's not very big... it's just REALLY dusty!)
Now jump to July... Robert buys me a Harley for our anniversary. I have it a total of 33 seconds and I pop the clutch, hit the gas and jump the curb at the church parking lot, landing in a pile of rocks on my back. I was stuck under the bike. I had 3 broken ribs and major soft tissue damage to my Right leg. Not a good maneuver.
This broken rib pain" is not the type of pain conducive to alot of things... like breathing, let alone riding a horse. It's been very painful to do my job as a nurse and just get the house clean.
I was called to be Girls Camp Director and was so excited about it, that I had to go anyway, pain pills and all!
I guess the moral to the story is... be careful what you wish for, but just be grateful for what you got.
Is this what getting older feels like?
May 15, 2010
So, I'm sitting in the doctor's office waiting for someone who would prefer to go unmentioned gets his colonoscopy and this moment gives way to some mindless thinking that is highly overdue. (WOW! That was totally a run-on sentence that would have gotten me a less than stellar grade in English. Anyway...)
As I flip through the magazine, my "cheaters" well placed on the tip of my nose, I glance up to see that all the other people in the waiting room are OLD. I mean, like really OLD. LIKE 50!!! Good thing I'm not nearly as old as this geriatric crowd that I'm spending the afternoon with. Then it dawns on me that I'm almost 50 and I'm married to someone who is 54! YIKES! (Like I said when I married Robert, I don't mind being a grandma... it's sleeping with a grandpa that bugs me bad.)
I pop a couple Ibuprofen for the lingering aches in my shoulders and I notice the cute lady next to me doing crossword puzzles. You know... they are good for your mental status. I guessed that the term "perky" relating to her physical status probably stopped a couple of decades ago, but I thought to myself, those 24 year old swim suits models have nothing on her. She was wearing orthopedic shoes and hat a snazzy little cane that kept her steady when she was walking. When she smiled, she smiled with DEPTH. Her life was good... you could tell by the wrinkles in her skin.
The couple across the waiting room held hands. They were at least 112, but still holding hands. I could tell that there was some worry in their faces, but they were there for each other. Together. Holding hands.
I start thinking about my own life and how lucky I am to have what I have and know what I know. And WHO I know. I'm grateful to be married to such a good man who loves me and treats me well. I have wonderful children and step-children who bless my life. This is such a pivitol year. I had a feeling it was going to be a new beginning for all of us. That feeling is proving to be true.
Jake is doing great now. His grades are improving and he's staying on task. He received his Eagle Scout and has re-committed to graduating from Seminary. His Seminary teacher told him that there are two places you can't serve a mission if you don't graduate from Seminary. True or not, that comment has motivated Jake to "be sure" he can go wherever he is supposed to serve. He's planning on leaving around his birthday at the end of October or early November. His biggest concern now is saving money over the summer for his mission.
So, I'm sitting in the doctor's office waiting for someone who would prefer to go unmentioned gets his colonoscopy and this moment gives way to some mindless thinking that is highly overdue. (WOW! That was totally a run-on sentence that would have gotten me a less than stellar grade in English. Anyway...)
As I flip through the magazine, my "cheaters" well placed on the tip of my nose, I glance up to see that all the other people in the waiting room are OLD. I mean, like really OLD. LIKE 50!!! Good thing I'm not nearly as old as this geriatric crowd that I'm spending the afternoon with. Then it dawns on me that I'm almost 50 and I'm married to someone who is 54! YIKES! (Like I said when I married Robert, I don't mind being a grandma... it's sleeping with a grandpa that bugs me bad.)
I pop a couple Ibuprofen for the lingering aches in my shoulders and I notice the cute lady next to me doing crossword puzzles. You know... they are good for your mental status. I guessed that the term "perky" relating to her physical status probably stopped a couple of decades ago, but I thought to myself, those 24 year old swim suits models have nothing on her. She was wearing orthopedic shoes and hat a snazzy little cane that kept her steady when she was walking. When she smiled, she smiled with DEPTH. Her life was good... you could tell by the wrinkles in her skin.
The couple across the waiting room held hands. They were at least 112, but still holding hands. I could tell that there was some worry in their faces, but they were there for each other. Together. Holding hands.
I start thinking about my own life and how lucky I am to have what I have and know what I know. And WHO I know. I'm grateful to be married to such a good man who loves me and treats me well. I have wonderful children and step-children who bless my life. This is such a pivitol year. I had a feeling it was going to be a new beginning for all of us. That feeling is proving to be true.
Jake is doing great now. His grades are improving and he's staying on task. He received his Eagle Scout and has re-committed to graduating from Seminary. His Seminary teacher told him that there are two places you can't serve a mission if you don't graduate from Seminary. True or not, that comment has motivated Jake to "be sure" he can go wherever he is supposed to serve. He's planning on leaving around his birthday at the end of October or early November. His biggest concern now is saving money over the summer for his mission.
Kayci is a Gold Medal Winner in the Special Olympics!
Yeah Sis!
Kayci has been on a bowling league for Special Olympics and they had a State Tournament last Saturday. My little "Super Striker" gets either a strike or a spare almost every time she bowls! She came out of there with 3 golds and a bronze. (and no, they DON'T use the gutter guards!)
Note to self... don't take Kayci bowling unless you plan to lose!
Kayci has been on a bowling league for Special Olympics and they had a State Tournament last Saturday. My little "Super Striker" gets either a strike or a spare almost every time she bowls! She came out of there with 3 golds and a bronze. (and no, they DON'T use the gutter guards!)
Note to self... don't take Kayci bowling unless you plan to lose!
Best Cruise EVER Slideshow!
WARNING: Some content may not be suitable for all ages. Side effects may include nausea, vomiting and other bodily functions we don't want to discuss...
Best Cruise Ever!
Jan 24-31, 2010
We just got back from a Western Carribean Cruise with some great friends. Marc and Karla Peterson, Don and Debbie Valgardsen, Dee and Lisa Oakesen, Brent and Jan Beckstead, and Blane and Sherrie Cozzens all went. It was Lisa's 5oth birthday so we were able to have a great excuse for a cruise!
We went on Liberty of the Seas, a Royal Carribean ship to Costa Maya, Belize and Cozumel. We were at sea for 3 of the days and saw everything, did everything and had a wonderful time.
We saw way too much of some of the people on the beach...
In Costa Maya we got massages on the beach and got to lay in the sun in comfort! (Blane and Robert need to get a room! or go on last week's cruise!)
We went cave tubing in Belize and rented jeeps in Cozumel. We rock climbed and rode the flow rider.
The shows were amazing... truly first class, and the ship was awesome.
We had a wonderful time and are already planning our next year's trip!
I loved spending time with all of these guys... what great friends!
Innocence
December 25, 2009
It's early Christmas morning and my family is still asleep. The Christmas tree lights are on now and I've opened the blinds. The snow is still glistening the trees and I watch all of the neighbors lights turning on. I smile as I think of the wonderful Christmas memories being created in each of their homes as I prepare to create some new memories of my own.
Last night we kept track of Santa on the internet. Kayci is still all about Santa and where he's at. She had her laptop pulled up with the "Santa Tracker" all night during dinner and our Christmas "program". Innocence is a wonderful thing.
This time of year is truly my favorite. I have always loved the lights and wonderment of Christmas. Mom always had lights and candles and our finest dishes. I loved the memories she helped create as a child. Dad always was there to tease us about Santa and to see if we were "naughty or nice". I remember the nights lasting forever as I tried to sleep. It's funny how it all goes full circle... now I'm up before my kids! My favorite part of the season, as they were when I was young, are the lights.
The "Lights of Christmas" hold a special place in my heart, one that I think was a gift as a child.
Jake's Eagle Project
October 24, 2009
Well, Jake's Eagle Scout Project was today and he did a great job. He planned a hay ride for food to donate to the Utah Food Bank. Despite a rather cold and blustery day, it was a huge success.
He started out the day by going to the farm and loading hay into the Big Tex with Robert. Robert had him practice a few loops in the field and then Jake was off to work... (with all the planning he did, he forgot to get the day off work. Hmmmm.) Anyway, Robert and I drove the tractor with the hay to the field. The Hay Ride was supposed to start at 2:00 p.m. and Jake got off of work at 2:00. Luckily the filed is right down the street from Harmon's.
When we got to the field at 2:00 it started to rain a bit. It was cold, but "do"able. Then it started to REALLY rain... HARD. Then came the hail... ALOT of it. We sat in the truck as we watched stuff start to blow away. You can see the posters were all twisted up and the one that said "Utah Food Bank" was completely toast. (The rest of the day it looked like we were doing hay rides for our own food!)
Jake did a great job getting all of the rides in and making sure everyone was safe. He checked all around the tractor for little kids and was sure that everyone was having a good time. He was able to collect quite a bit of food and over $40.00 cash.
Parker, Emilee, Kassidy and Jake all rode the hay wagon back to the farm to unload the hay. Robert had to take a loop through Wal Mart as the kids were doing the "rodeo wave" on the hay! It was lots of fun and pretty redneck.
Now the next step is to get the reports filled out and talk to the appropriate people about the project and I think he just got himself an Eagle. Whew!
If I ever have to do this again, I'm going to insist on a fund raiser in some tropical location... the Carribean, maybe!
Well, Jake's Eagle Scout Project was today and he did a great job. He planned a hay ride for food to donate to the Utah Food Bank. Despite a rather cold and blustery day, it was a huge success.
He started out the day by going to the farm and loading hay into the Big Tex with Robert. Robert had him practice a few loops in the field and then Jake was off to work... (with all the planning he did, he forgot to get the day off work. Hmmmm.) Anyway, Robert and I drove the tractor with the hay to the field. The Hay Ride was supposed to start at 2:00 p.m. and Jake got off of work at 2:00. Luckily the filed is right down the street from Harmon's.
When we got to the field at 2:00 it started to rain a bit. It was cold, but "do"able. Then it started to REALLY rain... HARD. Then came the hail... ALOT of it. We sat in the truck as we watched stuff start to blow away. You can see the posters were all twisted up and the one that said "Utah Food Bank" was completely toast. (The rest of the day it looked like we were doing hay rides for our own food!)
Jake did a great job getting all of the rides in and making sure everyone was safe. He checked all around the tractor for little kids and was sure that everyone was having a good time. He was able to collect quite a bit of food and over $40.00 cash.
Parker, Emilee, Kassidy and Jake all rode the hay wagon back to the farm to unload the hay. Robert had to take a loop through Wal Mart as the kids were doing the "rodeo wave" on the hay! It was lots of fun and pretty redneck.
Now the next step is to get the reports filled out and talk to the appropriate people about the project and I think he just got himself an Eagle. Whew!
If I ever have to do this again, I'm going to insist on a fund raiser in some tropical location... the Carribean, maybe!
I'm remotely semi-famous!
October 17, 2009
A few weeks ago, some PR people from IHC come onto our unit. They were doing a photo shoot and wanted to know if any of us had any "photo worthy" patients. I said I had a darling patient with a really cute husband. They said it was ust going to be the mom doing a shoot for the Women's Center. At that time, this cute girl had been pushing and was exhausted. They said that they would come back in the morning so I told them which room she would be in.
The next day they came back and I showed them where she was and then wished this cute girl good luck. They said at that time, "You're coming, too." No thanks, I had been running around and I was wearing these large earrings that were totally inappropriate for nursing attire.
Needless to say, they did the shoot and now I'm on a billboard on I-15 and also a couple of buses somewhere in the valley.
My few minutes of fame! I was happy to do it anyway, I really love my job and I loved working at Altaview. It's ironic that the billboard comes out on my last day of working there. I really will miss it there. I love the people and the doctors. I'm just glad that they've left the door open for me so I can always go "home"!

A few weeks ago, some PR people from IHC come onto our unit. They were doing a photo shoot and wanted to know if any of us had any "photo worthy" patients. I said I had a darling patient with a really cute husband. They said it was ust going to be the mom doing a shoot for the Women's Center. At that time, this cute girl had been pushing and was exhausted. They said that they would come back in the morning so I told them which room she would be in.
The next day they came back and I showed them where she was and then wished this cute girl good luck. They said at that time, "You're coming, too." No thanks, I had been running around and I was wearing these large earrings that were totally inappropriate for nursing attire.
Needless to say, they did the shoot and now I'm on a billboard on I-15 and also a couple of buses somewhere in the valley.
My few minutes of fame! I was happy to do it anyway, I really love my job and I loved working at Altaview. It's ironic that the billboard comes out on my last day of working there. I really will miss it there. I love the people and the doctors. I'm just glad that they've left the door open for me so I can always go "home"!

Jake's Eagle Scout Project
October 12, 2009Nothing like waiting until the last minute... Jake finally turned in his Eagle Scout Project idea to the stake leader guy. (I'm sure he has a title, I'm just not sure what it is.) Jake decided to do a Hay Ride for Food Drive on the 24th of October. (He turns 18 on the 29th) Wow... this kid is going to drive me to drink. At least he has the project OK'd and he's on his way to Kinko's to make flyers.
It's a great idea and he really wanted to do something for the special needs kids, so he's going to hand out flyers at Kayci's special needs mutual next week and give them extra special treatment. He's going to turn in the food to the food bank. I think it's a great idea and he's really excited. Robert said he'd donate the diesel for the tractor and help him get the trailer fixed up. I'll donate the hot apple cider and help him with that.
Later that night...
OK, so I'm not going to kill the kid just yet. I just read his "Personal Statement of Life Purpose and Ambitions". Here's what he wrote:
"What I think is life's purpose is to not only better yourself, but also help those around you. We have a duty here on this earth. It is, of course, to make it back to our Heavenly Father, but it is also a mission. A mission to help those in need, to help others see the light, and to learn selflessness. I have learned through my trials so far, that there is always hope for things that are better. And I intend to spread that hope to other people.
Some of my ambitions are to go on a mission, become a graphic arts designer, to go to at least 4 years of college, get married in the temple and have kids. I want to do humanitarian things throughout my life. I also want to go into the film business."
Guess I can't strangle him yet...dang!
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