Family History Friday: Collectables-#2 Shelves

Shelves from Grandpa!

I love shelves. I have many in my home. Three of the shelves I have at my home are shelves I inherited from my Grandpa Bill. He bought the shelves from someone who was selling the shelves, that came out of the old trolley’s, that used to run through downtown Salt Lake City.

The shelves are a very beautiful and intricate design. The way I use them is different than they would be in the trolley, because they would normally be turned the opposite direction so that men could put their hats and women could put their umbrella’s, etc. on the shelf and they wouldn’t fall off.  Look how darling our little family was. This picture of our family was taken 15 years ago, but will always be my favorite. My kids are so cute and sweet!

I like to hang things from the shelf, so I put them on the wall upside down and put a rod across to hang things on. I love how they look in my home! When I see them I think of Grandpa. What a wonderful thing to have them around to remind me of him.This shelf is down in the toy area of the house. Love it! The shelves have become a favorite of mine in my home!

Happy Family History Friday! Love, Joy

Stitches! (Caution: Not for the squeamish)

When I was about 4 years old, I had my first experience in a long line of experiences getting stitches. I was climbing on the back of the VW bug that my parents owned and fell. I don’t know for sure how it happened, but I cut my leg on the license plate in the process of falling. It was bad. I had to have many stitches. I don’t know why my parents never counted, because I would have. The cut ran lengthwise on my thigh and was at least two thirds the length. I remember my mom running out to see why I was crying, and then the look on her face. She used a washcloth to hold my leg closed. I spent at least a week recovering on the couch in the living room. When I needed to go potty, someone would carry me to the bathroom and wait, then carry me back. One thing that made my time on the couch not quite so boring, was that some of our neighbors brought me over some coloring books and crayons, which I totally loved.

This routine of getting stitches continued almost annually until my fourth grad year, at which time I decided, that I was completely sick of getting stitches and that this annual event needed to stop. Of course, I really never planned to get stitches, but for some reason I didn’t have stitches after fourth grade. Except for one time, right after graduation when  the horse I was riding slipped on the road and fell on me, requiring stitches in my head and my left knee.

So here is a list of the places I’ve had stitches: leg (twice), toe, head, finger, then head again, and knee when the horse fell on me.

Lesson’s learned: Don’t climb on things that you are too small to jump off, don’t put your fingers anywhere near the opening of a door at any time, wear shoes outside, make sure my kids know what I went though-in hopes that they won’t have to go though it too, sit around and never do anything. (OK, I’m kidding about the last one!)

But really, I hate pain! It is part of life and I’m glad I understand pain, because it makes the time when you don’t have to have pain so much more enjoyable, and you understand when your kids or others are in pain! You can say, “I know, honey!” because you do.

Totally “Fort Worth” It!

Hermana Kelsey 8:1 -email-


Hi, how are you doing? I’m doing pretty good. I haven’t gotten my contacts yet, but hopefully soon. Thank you so much for getting them for me! 🙂 🙂 I’m also glad you are enjoying your daycare. I’ve been thinking a lot about T. and G., and how fun it was to watch them. They are so stinkin cute. I still remember that time when I took that picture of G. with his shirt all messed up from his nap, and I told him to smile, and he said (with a really grumpy face and voice), “I am smiling.” 🙂 He is such a funny kid. I wonder if G. will still cuddle with me when I get home. Probably not. But it’s okay. There will be other kids to cuddle with in time. 🙂

So we are now getting to the end of another transfer (we will be getting our transfer calls two weeks from today). And this next transfer will be Sister Q’s last before she goes home. I think that I am going to be her last comp before she goes home. So I am now getting trunky…again. It’s really hard when you know that your companion gets to go home very soon, and do all the things that you don’t get to do, and to see their family, and all that fun stuff. But I’m just gonna push through. 🙂

I didn’t get to go to the Women’s conference. They had it at the stake center, but no one told us until like the day of (because they wanted to see if we would translate for the spanish women), and we already had appointments for that night that we couldn’t cancel. I wish we could have gone though.

Here are some fun/memorable things that happened this week:

On Tuesday, we were visiting our recent convert, L. We were talking with her and her aunt, and her aunt, who really used to not like us, but now loves us, was asking about how much time we have left on the mission. I told them I’m done with the mission next September, and she goes, “Pues llega en Septiembre? Vamos a visitarla como en Navidad para su boda.” Which means, “Well you arrive in September? We will go visit like at Christmas for your wedding.” Ha ha ha! She’s a funny lady. 🙂

We had two birthdays this week, one for a less active member Hno T., and one for L. We took cake for the hermano’s birthday, and we put like 50 balloons in L.’s room for her birthday. She is so awesome! 🙂 I’ll have to send you a picture of us sometime, but at the moment I don’t have one to give you.

Also, i forgot, we went to another birthday party (lots of birthdays!!) for the daughter of one of our solid investigators, S.. Her daughter was turning 5. It was a pretty fun party. They had a pinana, and a HUGE tres leches cake (it is cake that is made with 3xs the amount of milk it needs or something. It is really weird because it feels like soggy when you eat it, but you get used to it. It is really yummy). And also really cool spanish music. I don’t know why, but the other day when we were visiting a member, we were listening to some spanish music, and it made me get all nostalgic. I’m not really sure why, but it reminded me of home for some reason, and made me a little bit sad for a minute. But then I was okay. 🙂

Oh also, Mom, in one of the notes you sent me, you were asking about the temple. So we do get to go to the Dallas Temple, but only on like the last day we are on the mission, just before we go home (because it is not in our mission), or if we have a convert that got baptized a year before and is going through the temple for the first time, then we can go with them. But other than that no. I really miss going.


Man, people would ruin our awesome view of the sunset! 🙁 Jk Jk. It’s fine. I’m glad things are going well.

Emmysaurus Rex:

Little Seester!!! Did you get my letter? I hope so. I think I wrote it like 2 or 3 weeks ago. Hopefully you’ll be writing back to it soon. 😀 Anyway, did you already have Homecoming? They had Homecoming here this last weekend. But here at some of the schools they don’t get dances, because some kids were doing really naughty things on the dancefloor, so they banned they dances altogether. But anyways, did you go to yours? With someone I know? 🙂 Anyway, other than that I hope things are going well. 🙂 Have fun and do good things.

I gotta go now. I love you all very much, and sometimes I miss you but I try not to. 🙂

Tell Natasha I love her. :):):)


Love, Hermana Kelsey

Howzit-Elder Flexy!

Elder Flexy 15:3 -email-


my new area is N. its pretty cool its very different from the areas in Swaziland. its a more white area so i was kinda having weird reactions to white people its like i don’t know how to talk to them. haha but its cool my new companion is Elder R. from Virginia he is pretty cool he is only been on mission for three months but life on mission is going good i was ready for a change so thats what i got. its great that your having a great time tending the young ones.

ya i’m looking forward to conference it should be good.  but i’ll let you know of anything cool happening.

Love Elder Flexy


wow it sounds like everthing is goin well i don’t know if i want a huge house across the road. but i can’t really do a lot about it but man somtimes you miss stuff like sunsets.

Love Elder Flexy


thats so weird that my kid sister is a senior and even thinking about college,

Love Elder Flexy

Sunday Best!

You are not forgotten.

As a child, when I would look at the little forget-me-nots, I sometimes felt a little like that flower—small and very insignificant. I wondered if I would be forgotten by my family or by my Heavenly Father.

Years later, I can look back on that young boy with tenderness and compassion. And I do know now I was never forgotten.

And I know something else. As an Apostle of our Master, Jesus Christ, I proclaim with all the certainty and conviction of my heart and soul—neither are you!

You are not forgotten.

Sisters, wherever you are, whatever the circumstances may be, you are not forgotten. No matter how dark your days may seem, no matter how insignificant you may feel, no matter how overshadowed you think you may be, your Heavenly Father has not forgotten you. In fact, He loves you, with an infinite love.

—President Dieter F. Uchtdorf

Hope your Sunday was the Best! Love, Joy

Family History Friday: Primary and Secondary Sources!

When doing Family History research, you will have different sources where you find the information about your family. There are two types of sources, Primary and Secondary.

Primary Sources are a record of unedited information recorded when it happened by someone who witnessed the event. Examples are: family records, family Bibles, family Vital Records, correspondence, Memoirs and diaries, unrecorded Deeds and Wills, Diplomas, Certificates, and Testimonials, Public Records, Census, Federal Pensions. Military Records, Passport Applications, Passenger lists, Church Records, Cemetery Records, Educational Institutions, etc.

Secondary Sources are second hand versions. They represent someone else’s thinking or recording of the event. Examples are: Manuscripts, printed materiel, Family Histories, collected Genealogies, local histories, other printed material, etc.

When doing research, I always like to have at least two primary sources that agree on information about the ancestor I’m researching. If I find two primary sources that don’t agree, then I need to find at least one more, and hopefully it agrees with one of the first two. If not, you need to keep looking. All of the Secondary sources just support what you have learned from the Primary Sources.

Happy Family History Friday! Love, Joy

My brain, the computer.

Have you heard people compare our brains to computers? Or talk about the amazing amount of information the human brain can hold? I have heard it said, that a genius only uses 10% of their brain, or our brains are smarter and have more capability that the largest computer. Blah blah blah….blah. They’ve never used the brain I’m working with! Don’t get me wrong. I love my brain! It is a great brain! But if I were to compare it to a computer, well, it would not be the latest, greatest, model. I was talking about this with some friends tonight, and telling them that my computer (brain) is like a computer that is 20 years old and I’m still trying to put new programs into it. It crashes a lot!! And I don’t really have enough memory in my hard drive to adequately keep track of all the things I need to keep track of. I don’t really know why I’m telling this to whoever reads this, except to say, I know my brain is an older model. I love it just the same. I am grateful I have it, and especially glad it works as good as it does. I wouldn’t mind a little more memory, but I’ll just keep working with what I’ve got. That’s all!

Favorite TV/Movie Quotes!


“What we do know is that, as the chemical window is closed, another awakening took place; the human spirit is more powerful than any drug and THAT is what needs to be nourished: with work, play, friendship, family. THESE are the things that matter. This is what we’d forgotten. The simplest things.”-Dr. Sayer