Wednesday, June 22, 2016

Father's Day

The day after I got home from camp, we hosted Hunters at our house for a Father's Day dinner. Kris was in town and it was fun to all get together. Deb and Mark came down. Jen, Scott, and Emily came, too. I made bbq pork sandwiches and assigned out the dessert, coleslaw, fruit, and chips. I'm glad I did the pork on Friday, after camp. That left me to just clean the house and warm up the shredded pork in bbq sauce. We had a fun time. It's always great to get together.

Typical Aarl. When I texted this picture to Derek, his reply was "This generation's Vitruvian Man." I had to look this one up.

This is the Vitruvian Man, by Leonardo DaVinci, which shows the proportions of the human figure. Now I get how Derek knew about his and I didn't. He's an artist. He has studied this.

Kris, dad, and me on Sunday


Trying to stretch my neck for a picture so I don't look old. It worked.

Without realizing it, Keenan and I dressed alike after church on Father's Day

Kristen stayed at our house Saturday night - Monday night, with Allison and Audrey joining us for Monday night. It was fun to have Kris at church on Sunday. She took Mel to RS for the first time. They both said the lesson was good and full of discussion. It was fun to show off my sister at church; to introduce her to friends. Sisters said she sounded just like me and looks just like me. They obviously haven't seen Jen, but that's ok. We are an awful lot alike in a lot of ways. Mom and dad came over for dinner on Father's Day, too. We put together a yummy and simple taco bar and I made the fruit salsa I'd made at camp. It was a hit again.

While she was here, we did some shopping at Old Navy and at the fabric store, we ordered a cute skirt pattern online, we went to eat acai bowls at Ivie Juice Bar in Provo, and just hung out.

Back at the Hospital: I Was a Wee Bit Stressed

The Thursday before camp started, I had to take Keenan back to the hospital. They needed to go in and do another procedure to remove the fluid around his lungs. I guess this is a common, but unfortunate, complication from his surgery in April.



Everything went well. Thank goodness. It just created added stress on me because I was trying to finish my semester, buy groceries for camp, prepare my devotional for camp, prepare the lesson for the combined YW on Sunday, visit Keenan in the hospital, and round up sisters to take my place at camp if I was unable to be there at all. We were told he'd come home Sunday or Monday. When I told Kelly this, she said "You're not going to camp!" I explained to her that camp was nearby, but that her advice did ease my burden in that I decided to not go to camp for the entire time. I put the stake and my ward on notice that I'd be there when I had responsibilities, but I wasn't sure about the rest of the time. I determined that I wasn't even packing to stay at camp until Wednesday. Tuesday was definitely a commute day. Thank goodness camp was at Mutual Dell, only a 20-minute drive up the canyon. I needed to be there for:

Tuesday: drive YW to camp, teach at 2:30, bring cookies at 6:30
Wednesday: teach at 2:30, participate in stake leader song at 7:00 pm, help with ward faith walk at 9:00 pm
Thursday: High fitness at 10:30 am, teach at 2:30

I was so stressed out that on Friday when I went up to Mutual Dell to see the kitchen in the lodge and check on equipment there, I broke down in front of the missionary helping me and in front of a couple that were total strangers - they were just there to camp with their ward. I was also so stressed that in my facebook post in which I updated everyone on Keenan's hospital stay, I also stated that people could bring me chocolate and Diet Dr. Pepper. Kind people actually did. My neighbor Felicity brought chocolate on Saturday night. On Sunday night, after church, Dave Wilbur came over with 2 cans of ice cold DP and some chocolate. The DP was from his personal stash. On Monday, my former VT and dear friend, brought me a 12-pack of DP and chocolate. Wanna know what? I really did need that. I'm glad I was brave enough to ask for help, even though it was kinda an odd request. I love my ward. I'm also gonna try to do better about serving when I see or feel a need.

Look at what a random stranger left on the windshield of my van in the Walmart parking lot in the middle of all this. How perfect!
My combined YW lesson went well on Sunday. The topic was the priesthood, so I did a T/F quiz that I've done in the past in RS. I think the priesthood is my favorite topic to discuss with women/YW. Dad taught us girls a lot about the priesthood when we were growing up and I want girls and women to appreciate the priesthood and to realize we have every blessing of the priesthood and we can call upon priesthood power when we need it. With each true/false statement, I had quotes from handbooks or general authorities to explain the principle. I think it went really well. I also stole an idea from Leslie Perry that I remember her doing long ago in a lesson on the priesthood. She gave each YW a tootsie pop and talked about Power of Priesthood. POP. They ate the suckers during the lesson. It kept the chatter to a minimum. The Lord blessed me on this lesson. I did have Ginger Livingston on hand to teach if needed. In fact, by Saturday night, I had sent out all my plans for cooking class at camp, my Sunday lesson, and my Wednesday night camp devotional in case I had to miss all of them. I made it to everything.

Keenan came home on Sunday. He was so excited to ride out in the double-wide wheelchair. He was fascinated by it, so his nurse wheeled him out in it.




Monday I went to work to finish my last day. Mel stayed with Keenan, then Allie.
This is how happy I look when the lab is empty and I'm done until late August.




Camp Happiness: Manila Stake YW Camp 2016

Once again I served on the stake committee for girls' camp. I was still the food specialist, but had easier responsibilities this time around. I was, in fact, kinda a free agent. I didn't have a lot of stake responsibilities and I didn't have a lot of ward responsibilities, so I came and went as needed.

The theme built upon 2 years ago when it was Camp Smile (spiritually minded is life eternal). This time we did Camp Happiness with a reference to 2 Nephi 5 where we learn how Nephi and his people lived after the manner of happiness. We also used a blue bird as a "mascot" since in the depression era, there were many references and even songs to the blue bird of happiness. If you see pictures of early Disney princesses, they are often depicted with the blue bird.



I did make a handout for all ward camp leaders and food people to have as a reference for food ideas and food certification. I was in charge of a breakfast for our 24 YCL's and stake leaders back in January. I did baked berry french toast with whipped cream and fresh fruit. I also arranged for dessert for camp kick-off (lots of blue and white donuts for our blue theme). Tuesday night the stake provided dessert after the devotional and I was in charge of ordering and delivering 550 blue bird sugar cookies. Thank you, Ridley's. They are a nearby grocery store. I shopped around 2 years ago and they had the best deals, so we just went to them again. Everything turned out great.

So, this was my basic camp schedule:

Monday: Finish the semester at BYU. Go shopping for all needed food. I had to have all the ingredients for 3 cooking classes and I needed to purchase food for the stake leaders to have on hand near their camp in case they couldn't make it to their wards to eat.

Tuesday: Drive van of girls to camp. Help them get unloaded. Come back home. Get my stuff together to go back to camp and teach a cooking class. I taught a class everyday. We did cheesy bread and fruit salsa with cinnamon chips. Both dishes were a hit. Jennifer Stevenson, from our ward, helped me. I then went back to town to pick up the cookies and deliver them to the fireside. Allie came with me and helped me hand out cookies. It was nice to have her there. I went home and slept there.

Thank you, Trudy Barnes, for helping me get ready for camp. Thanks to you, I have my most important supplies.
Blue teeth compliments of our cute cookies. Notice the blue bird on my sweatshirt.

Aren't these cookies the cutest?!

Wednesday: Got up at home. Went on a walk. Collected my thoughts. Made a poster with words for the stake leader song. We really needed a cheat sheet. Packed and went up to camp to teach again at 2:30 and to spend the night at camp with my ward. I didn't have to sleep with the stake this time. Not that I would have minded. I really made good friends 2 years ago when I slept with the stake leaders, but this time around I'm a laurel advisor in my ward, so I wanted to be with the YW in our ward. Anyway, taught cooking with Debra Ohrn as my assistant. Boy we were a well-oiled machine. Had dinner with our ward. Went to skit night with the stake. Each ward did a music video. We leaders did one, too. It turned out well, in spite of our busy schedules and not being able to practice much. Put finishing touches on a devotional I taught on their faith walk that night. They had 5 stations, each with a sister with a 4 minute thought. It was all in the dark, with just minimal light to walk from station to station. My assignment was to speak on "We are His hands." Below is basically what I shared. I felt really blessed to hear one story in sacrament meeting, then another at Mel's graduation. I also felt impressed to use both in my devotional, so that's what I did. I was asked to give each YW a little something to remember the devotional, so I made little life preservers out of washers that I painted white and put red stripes on them. That was because NO ONE sells tiny boats. NO ONE. They have planes and cars, but NO BOATS. In the end, I think a life preserver is better anyway.

Have you ever felt like you don’t know how to help or that what you have to offer isn’t enough?

Tell us about it.

Moses felt that way. When the Lord called him to rescue the children of Israel, he said “I am not eloquent…but I am slow of speech, and of a slow tongue.” The Lord responded: “Who hath made man’s mouth?...have not I the Lord? Now therefore, go, and I will be thy mouth, and teach thee what thou shalt say.”

What do we learn from this?

I want to share two true stories that illustrate different responses to someone in need for help. The first example was shared in sacrament meeting recently by Presley. It really touched me.

Daniel was a fisherman. One day, while he and his crew were fishing in the open sea, he received an urgent warning that a major storm was rapidly approaching. Daniel and his crew immediately headed for port. The engine of a nearby fishing boat had stopped working. Daniel’s crew hooked a cable to the boat and began to tow it to safety. They radioed for help, knowing that because of the coming storm, they would need assistance getting both boats back safely.

Upon getting the request for help, representatives from the coast guard, fishermen’s association, and the navy met to decide how to best help. Some wanted to leave right away to help; others wanted to make a plan. The storm worsened and a last desperate plea came for help. The storm had broken the cable that tied the two boats together. By the time the rescue crew finalized their plan and acted on it, both boats had sunk and all crew members were gone.

Listen for a contrast in this next story that also speaks of an emergency at sea. This story was shared at Melia’s recent graduation.

You were very young or not alive when the World Trade Center was attacked on September 11, 2001. You’re probably aware of the story and have heard of heroic acts of the first responders on the ground. Nearly 3,000 people died in that attack. Did you know the numbers could have been much higher if it weren’t for a group of heroes many of us don’t know anything about?

The World Trade Center was located in lower Manhattan. (show map) Those people trapped south of the site couldn’t escape Manhattan island without either swimming or being rescued by a boat.

All of the tunnels were closed.

All of the bridges were closed.

The subway trains were shut down.

A coast guard lieutenant, Michael Day, broadcast a request for help. He said, in his own words: “There was a small boat at the lower tip of Manhattan. I thought it was going to flip over because so many people were trying to get on. And as I looked behind, the lines of people waiting to be rescued were 10 deep. And that’s kind of what gave us the idea. So we decided to make the call on the radio, ‘All available boats, this is the United States Coast Guard aboard the pilot boat New York, anyone wanting to help with the evacuation of Lower Manhattan, report to Governor’s Island.”

Hundreds of boats came. There were fishing boats, pleasure boats, ferries, and tugs. One man said, “I’ve worked on the water for 28 years and I’ve never seen that many boats come together at one time that fast based on one radio call.”

Another boat owner said “If it floated and could get there, it got there.”

All of these volunteer citizens came not knowing if the attack was over. They didn’t know what would happen to them or to their boats. They knew people needed help. The rescue lasted 9 hours and over 500,000 people were rescued from Lower Manhattan as the towers burned and collapsed around them. It was the largest sea rescue of all time.

What will we do when we see a need for rescue?


Will you help? He will help you help. Trust Him and go to work.

Thursday: Metta came and taught a High Fitness class to me and 40 YW in the lodge. We had a blast. A lot of girls have since said it was one of their favorite things from camp. When she finished, I had a discussion with the girls about being grateful for our bodies and about taking good care of them with good food and physical activity that we love. I think it went well. 2:30 I taught cooking again with Lisa Clegg helping. By Thursday, the word was out that we had really good fruit salsa, so people were showing up at the end to try it. I was happy about that. This was another case of divine intervention. I was going to do crepes. That's what the stake YCL's wanted. But, when Keenan had a medical setback and I wasn't 100% sure I'd be at camp, I felt the need to simplify to the fruit salsa and the bread. These recipes still gave me the chance to teach knife use and knife skills. They were also simple enough that another sister could jump in and teach for me if needed. Each sister who helped me was on hand to do the whole thing if needed. Went home briefly to check on Keenan and the girls and work stuff. My students were in the middle of taking their final. Also went to see Makei, my boy, open his mission call to Omaha, Nebraska, Spanish speaking. He'll go to the MTC in Mexico. I'm so excited for that boy! On Thursday, while I was helping the stake set up for the evening fireside, I hear "mom!" It was my girls and they had brought me a cold can of diet Dr. Pepper. How sweet of them. I love those two and I love that they love each other.

Friday: Helped clean up around our camp, then helped clean the lodge and kitchen in the lodge. We got outta there by 10:30, which is much earlier than last time. Came home and took a 3-hour nap, then a shower. Then I unpacked a bit and cleaned up around the house. Nice to be home and it felt great to see the Lord help us pull off another stake camp. We had about 700 participants up at Mutual Dell, counting YW and leaders. Whew! And I was only the food resource person. Shelly Pitts, the stake camp director, really pulled off a fantastic camp. 

My besties from camp (aka Stake Leaders): Me, Stephanie McAllister, Jeri Clemments, Shelly Pitts, Christie Hoopes, Michele Creer, Katie Ives, and Julie Major

My favorites about camp:

1. Being able to spend time with my stake leader friends. Most of us came back from 2 years ago.
2. Chilling with ward leaders around camp.
3. Seeing how willing people are to help with camp. We not only had Metta come, but we also had sisters from our ward teaching a creative writing class and the art classes. We had a lot of brethren from our ward teaching the rock climbing and rappelling ALL day EVERYDAY. That's in addition to EVERY other person who came to help. 
4. Seeing how the Lord helps us put things together. Things just got put in my path when I needed it.