23

Funny story: I forgot how old I was turning this year. I couldn't remember if I would be 22 or 23. I had to ask David after almost an entire afternoon of deliberating. I talked with my mom about this. Her first response was "you know, they say that is a sign of dementia". Wonderful! We joked for a little bit, and she informed me that she always forgets how old she is. The older she gets the less likely she is to remember. Age just stops being important at some point. Okay, but I'm not that old. 23 isn't old. Especially when you still feel 14, maybe 16 on a mature day. Maybe I'm at the point where age doesn't matter? I guess I could be. Its been a full 23 years.

18 years of education.(Including a few especially rough one's in the middle years, heaven help middle schoolers).

4 years of seminary.

I've lived in a whopping 3 cities.

I fell in love.

I've learned to ride, to play the flute, to share, to match my clothes, to do my hair, to plant, to forgive, to teach, to want, to sing, to grow, to change.

I've enjoyed friends, and the temple, and fairy wands.

I've remembered my Big Brother, and my Father.

23 years of laughing with my sisters, and hugs from my mom. 23 years to learn how to love.

23 years to learn how to cook.

In 23 years I've discovered I love to sing, and to see people smile.

In 23 years I've figured out how far from perfect I am, and how okay that is.

I suppose another 23 years will go this quickly too. Maybe I'll feel 23 instead of 14 when it happens. Maybe we'll do another list then. So wish me luck, I'm off again. Here I come 46! See ya in a bit...

Kings of Leon

My new favorite. Thanks to David who randomly decides to 'find new music'. I'm not complaining. I love music. Most any kind. And finding a new musician to appreciate is always great! So we went to see them in St. Augustine, at the ampitheatre, and had a blast. 3rd row. practicly on the floor. So fun. So nice. So good that I'm going to share it. I don't usually do this. Im kind of a music snob who keeps her music all to her selfish self. But this is actually that good. Don't worry, I know this kind of music isn't everyone's thing. That's okay, it won't hurt my feelings. I just thought I'd try because maybe you'll like it? And then wah-la! I've shared something I'm starting to love with you!

White dress number 2

Things have been great in this Goode household. Busy, mostly just with life things. But a few wonderful fun things too. Anna and Kimberly got baptised. It was wonderful. David and K.C. spoke, and Dad preformed the ordinances. I'm not sure when they got so big. Or if I'm okay with them growing up yet. But we sure do love these sweet silly smart little girls. If you could meet them, you would most definitely agree that there is nothing better than two matching toothless grins. Or two pretty white dresses. It was a great day, now if I could figure out how to keep them 8....

They all shall sweetly obey thy will

The winds and the waves shall obey thy will, peace be still.

Whether the winds of a STORM tossed sea, or DEAMONS, or MEN, or whatever it be.

No waters can swallow the ship where lies, the Master of ocean and earth and skies.

They all shall sweetly obey thy will, peace be still.

They all shall sweetly obey they will,

PEACE BE STILL.

I love this hymn. Especially the chorus. I can always use a reminder, especially lately, as my hope in the world, and people, and goodness faulters, that I know who is really in control.


I love this print. Hopefully I'll get it to add to our picture wall.... It's from an artisit listed on Etsy. I was going to post a link, but my computer is being funny, so I'll add it to another post later.

Who wouldn't love..

..cream cheese, butter, and chocolate?

Nobody I know, that's for sure.

These were the best cookies I've ever made:

1/4 cup butter
8 oz. cream cheese
1 egg yolk
1/4 tsp vanilla
1 box cake mix (white/butter/chocolate/whatever floats your boat)

375 degrees for 10 minutes.

Yum-o. Serious Yum-o. Let me know if you try them...

1 new garden sown.

8 different guests we wish could have stayed longer.

4 of my favorite little ones. With 2 toothless 7 year old grins.

1 wonderful patient loving husband.

1 trip to the beach.

12 hours on I-95.

A box of Idaho Spuds (no, they are probably not what you're thinking).

A few hundred handfuls of hugs and kisses.

Accompanied by loads of laughter and sweet little giggles.

1 brother who's voice is way to deep all of a sudden.

A million minutes in the sweet sweet sunshine.

3 quiet evenings talking life with a best friend.

1 bouquet of gardenias from the yard.

1 visit from 2 people we really should have seen sooner.

3 jars of grams tomato relish.

1 jar of the same wonderful woman's raspberry jam.

2 trips to my favorite part of Jacksonville.

1 bag of sage brush smuggled by a thoughtful cousin.

1 pirated movie.

2 batches of cookies.

A handful of up with the sun mornings.

And 0 pictures to document it.

(Good thing Jess took a few)

That's what the best SPRING BREAKS are made of.

Now if only summer was here.....

Kingsley Plantation

Alright, so these are from a while ago, but I just found them and they made me smile. Just some pictures from Kaylenes visit in January and our trip to the Kingsley Plantation. The little tree was hilarious to me. I made them take a picture with it =)

More pictures of what we've been up to coming soon. And get excited people, because we've been busy!