Collin - A True Contender for Jr. Miss

Collin, and three other boys, were selected by this year's Jr. Miss contestants to be escorts. In this smallish town that is a nice thing. It means that he is kinder outside the house than in. What more could a mom ask for? His job, and the other boys, was to do all the grunt work on stage like moving props, the piano, closing curtains, walking the girls to the microphone, and look pleasant. He was fantastic. We were so grateful that he didn't step on the skirt of a dress. I suppose all those late night practices (we haven't seen him for over a week) paid off.

When the girls are finished competing and the judges are out tallying, it is the escorts job to entertain the crowd. It was definitely entertaining! The boys did an 8 minute review of the entire two and a half hour program in just 8 minutes and 37 seconds. There was more screaming and cheering going on in those 8 minutes than I have heard at every football game in three seasons. Personally, I think Collin should have won the talent portion of the program. But, maybe I am just biased. Here is the video. (Click on the red word. Be patient. It is huge and takes some time to buffer. then, for some reason, you may need to slide the little play arrow along just a couple seconds. it'll work.)It isn't very good because of the darkness and the spotlight. Collin is the guy dressed as Alice in Wonderland in the opening number - last on the right side of the stage. He performs fourth in the Self Expression number and third in the Physical Fitness number. He comes from the right side curtain for the talents - playing the "violin" and recorder, singing, and dancing (the one that rolls on the floor). He is the one without red hair. Enjoy! It is very funny. We didn't know he had such great moves. Gotta love that boy. And ... we do!

Ah, Spring!

Today was once of those "spring-like" days that make me think of warmer climates and good memories. It smelled like spring and it looked like spring. Water was running down the gutters and torrents of water rushed like waterfalls off the roof. Everywhere you went there was water making the physical change from solid to liquid. AWESOME!!!!!


As I was driving in Rexburg, I saw a group of three women pushing strollers up the hill toward the temple. It brought back a flood of great memories of our days in Provo when we lived in married student housing. I thought of the fun we had pushing our strollers up the temple hill to the park. We had so much fun. Those strollers could be so heavy. Sometimes we could have as many as 12 moms forming our little train. We talked, laughed, and complained. Going back down the hill was so much easier. Wasn't that fun Emily and Diane? Ah, good memories. I could go into deep water aerobics but that's a nightmare.

Spring makes me think of flowers blooming in Provo, when they are supposed to - not 2 months late. My mother-in-law, so generously and kindly, lets me know as soon as her first crocus stretches it's leaves and opens it's purple head. It usually coincides with the day the snowplow comes along to move the slush in the road into my driveway. When the three foot snowdrift melts on my flowerbed, I have the hope that the tulips will awaken to share their spring colors with me. That won't happen until the end of April. By then mom's crocus and tulips will have lost their petals and the summer flowers will be planted. Ah, that's a good yearly memory.

Today I was missing Spring, in its proper place, and not in the summer. Ah, good memories. Hopefully soon, I'll have Spring realities. Can't wait!!!!