02 November 2014

daylight savings....

Today Daylight Savings Time Ends, whoohoo! Extra sleep for me.....

01 November 2014

Visiting Cove Fort

As I remember it, when I was a child, we use to visit my Aunt Georgia a lot.  She lived in Vegas, and as we would pass by, we would always stop and visit Cove Fort.  It was just part of our routine until one trip we discovered, we didn't actually need to stop there.  I haven't been there for at least 15 years, yet when we found ourselves in Southern Utah, and I was driving, we happened to end up at Cove Fort.

I do have to say, it is a lot smaller than I remember.  However, I did really enjoy seeing it and having a missionary tell us all sorts of fun stories.  It was a lot of fun. 

You shall now get the chance to see a couple of picture and my brief version of the stories.  This isn't ment to be a complete history by any means, or ever a very good recap of it.  Just some photos with pictures.  I highly recommend you check it out.  Cove Fort Historic Site.

The doorway to the fort, large enough to get a way in.
Flag pole on top of the fort.
These large trees had been there, many years.  They were dead however, the insides completely hallow.  We were visiting on a Friday, and they were slated to come out that Monday.  So, I am pretty sure they are gone.  I was very disappointed, because these massive trees are what gave the interior of the fort so much character.  I just hope the new replacements grow fast so more people can enjoy the atmosphere it creates.

There was a time when the fort was abandoned, and most of the windows were knocked out.  A few survived and all panes are now in this window.  They have had new panes made that look just like these, but these are the originals.
The loom.  They would wear their clothes until they wore out to death, patching and fixing as they went along.  Then when they couldn't fix it anymore, they would make rugs out of scraps.  How amazing is that, reusing for as long as possible.  I love it.

The walls were built out of lava rock, from the nearby volcano, and concrete mortar, super strong, and super thick, like a three foot thick wall.  Very cool.
I don't normally post pictures of people, but gosh, we had my Dad go stand by the gun port, and he posed like this, so funny.  The gun holes are amazing, these great holes in a fortress incase anyone attacked, they were ready for battle.  They never did have a battle, always peaceful with the Indians, but they were prepared.  My favorite hole is the one right next to the door that points to the door, there is no mistake it was made to take out the enemy at the door.
Here is a shot of the door.  They were made out of wood, like eight inches thick, and filled with sand.  They were ready to be protected from whatever anyone tried to get through.  They were also massively heavy to move.  The sand has been removed now because it is just too much work to move them to open and close.
The inside of the courtyard is so beautiful.  In the middle of the harsh landscape, is this lush place.
Brigham Young even had his own room at the fort, even though he didn't live there.  But the family build him a room and he stayed there whenever he visited.  He even had some clothes and his hat there waiting for him.
They would sew their own clothes at the fort, fixing up those that were broken as well.  They had this great machine that helped a lot.  It was that popular to have a sewing machine in those days, but it made the work a lot easier.  I loved it because look at that old machine!  I love sewing.
Some dolls from the girls there.  I collect dolls, and would love to have these in my collection. But it is probably better they are here on display for other people to enjoy as well.
As we came up the little missionary man kept trying to get us to pose in front of the fort and he'd take our picture.  I guess a lot of people like that, and I'm not saying this is bad, just different from how I do things.  I have this theory that architects don't take pictures of people, we take pictures of buildings.  An architect can go on vacation and come back with all these shots of buildings and landscapes, and hardly any people.  As where most people come back with shots of people and very little of their surroundings.  So, I kept pushing him away nicely and as I was leaving finally was able to get this great shot of the building.
Pretty flowers.
More pretty flowers.
I had a blast while there, so much fun looking around visiting a place from my childhood.  I think everyone should visit it.  It is an amazing place with an amazing history.  The people who lived there - the Hinckley's - were even the ancestors of the great prophet Gordon B Hinckley.

We also picked up some pamphlets on the way out.  Enjoy reading them.

A little 'bookmark.'  The missionary says he uses his as he reads his scriptures.  I'm pretty sure mine just going to sit.

A brochure.
The fort had a place to make and send Morse Code messages.  They have it set up now to repeat the same message over and over, but they also had these sheets that were pretty cool telling you the alphabet.

This is just a small portion of the wonders there.  A video is coming soon, so check back for that. 

Visiting the Junction Cemetery

A few weeks ago I got the chance to once again visit the Junction Cemetery.  For all of those running out to go and see it, I wouldn't suggest it.  My mother loves it because it is a circular cemetery with varied heights on a hill.  As a child I didn't like it because it has just sandy dirt with little mounds where you can see where the people are buried.  Still sort of freaky, although I now know that they aren't really going to come and get me.  Let's just say, I don't do dead things.  However, now that I have been there as an adult, driving, I have decided I still don't like the Junction cemetery, because it is a circular cemetery with varied heights on a hill.  Let me show you.

So, as you can see, there is a lovely street, on a hill, which you fear you are going to fall off of, because the cliff like drop off is just to the side of the street, but you can't get away from it because the rock wall is right there next to you.  Needless to say this wasn't the funnest part.  I did drive up to the top as well, since we didn't know where we were going, and can I tell you, it is like a 40 foot drop!  Going up I could watch the wall because it was on my side and was fairly confident if I stuck to it I wouldn't fall.  Coming back I was by the cliff and it scared me so much, I was almost running into the wall.  Yep, fun times.  Never again.

The Junction Cemetery did have its fun times.  Like the random outhouse, falling apart.  We mentioned it and my Father couldn't see it but wanted to use it so tried to jump out and go.  Mind you this was on the narrow road where he wouldn't have been able to get out anyways.  But it was fun.  We also found a llama, which was cool.  She even looked up at us.

The other fun part was actually seeing the graves of people we are related to.  Here are some highlights.

Eliza Leslie
Joseph Fletcher
Fletcher - Eliza Anderson and Joseph
Anderson Baby Girl
Alma M Branham
Howes - Harriet Fletcher and Eerol S
Eerol S Howes
Kenneth E Howes

So, if you do ever get to go, it is unique, and kind of fun, but be prepared because it is the scariest cemetery I have ever been to.

Proof I was actually there.

31 October 2014

Tis time for Halloween

I love this picture.  It brings back so many memories of the times when I was a kid dressing up for Halloween.  The easiest costume was always a ghost, and always had special meaning to me.  One year my whole family dressed up like ghosts, which is one of my favorite times from when I was a child. 

I also liked the trick or treating.  Not that I liked the going, or even the getting of candy.  Nope, I would much rather stay at home and pass out the candy to the other children that came.  It is still one of my favorite parts.  I like to get dressed up and hand out things to the little ghosts that come to my door.

Hope your Halloween is filled with fun.  What are some of your favorite memories as a child?

22 October 2014

hat sketches, just for fun

You recall my hats, just wanted to share a little bit about them.  I have a love for small things, and hats are my favorite accessory that I never wear.  I do try to wear them every so often.  So, naturally I love tiny hats.  They have a very powerful little punch to them, most people don't expect a tiny hat.  I love to wear them when I dress up for special reasons, like Halloween, and all those fun parties.  When I decided to create some, I drew up a lot of sketches, I sketch a lot of things that come into my mind.  Here are some sketching that I did of a couple of the hats.

15 September 2014

older scholarship questions and answers part 3

And then there was three!  I found some more of those questions I answered for scholarships long ago.  I love that they are fun questions, interesting to me to see where I was, and fun to see where I am now.  Italics are then, not are now.

Imagine that you have just found out that you have 24 hours left to live.  Tell us what you plan to do in your last day on earth.

With 24 hours left to live, I decide to go tell everyone goodbye.  I go into work, not to work, but to say goodbye.  I’ll clean up my area when I’m there, take all of my stuff home with me.  I’ll get online and say goodbye to everyone.  I’ll send out a mass e-mail telling everyone I’m going to die.  I would try to end all of my online accounts so that nobody else can pretend to be e, which would just be freaky.  I would clean up my room a bit, make sure it looks nice.  I would make sure my parents knew where all of my money was so they could have it and such.  I think I would go shopping with my best friend; we always do it, so I think that would be fun.  Then I would probably sit around and watch TV or something.  But then, I don’t know, that wounds like a very busy day, maybe I’d be dead already.

This is an odd one I think.  I once had a time at ‘girls camp’ where they took us off and pretended to have us write a letter to our families because we were going to die.  Everyone poured their hearts into it, some crying and such.  Then they took them and tore them up.  The point was to show us that we should always be letting our families know what we think and feel about them, and to live like it is your last.  I wasn’t that tramatised by this incedent, because I felt my family already knew.  Every night before we go to bed my mother and I exchange a “Goodnight, I love you,” and I feel as if this is how we should all act and feel all the time.  So, if I was given 24 hours to live, I don’t know how much I would do differently.  I am sure I would try and reach out to family and friends and just make sure they knew.  Maybe tell some secrets to those I love although they may not be aware of it.  But, typically, do the same thing.  

I found it funny all the things I said I’d do as far as emailing and taking care of my money and physical things.  So funny because think about how the world has changed.  When was the last time you sent out a mass email?  You just post to Facebook now.  So interesting how the world has changed.

Describe the best practical joke that you have ever pulled on someone or that someone else has pulled on you.

When I was a child, about five or six, our TV broke down.  We had it in the shop being fixed, because back then it would have been cheaper I suppose than buying a new one.  It was April first and my Mom came up with a great prank to play on my Dad.  We called him up at work and told him the news, the repair shop had called, he had dropped a hammer into the screen.  You see, my Dad is a bit deaf, and I’m sure he thought he heard wrong, so he asked us “What?”  You could hear it in his voice, my Dad was not happy.  We let him ponder about it for a minute, and then told him April Fools.  It was great fun and one of the only memories I have of my childhood that is not remembered through pictures.

What is your favorite season?  Tell us why you love it.

My favorite season would have to be summer.  I was born in the summer, June actually, and it is great.  It is so nice and warm outside, you don’t have to wear a coat or shoes.  It also is a great time to go swimming, to go enjoy the nice water and get some sun.  Plus, people don’t look at you as weird when you go outside wearing sunglasses.  Although sometimes the snow makes it brighter than the summer, sunglasses in the winter aren’t always fashionable.

This is so, so funny to me.  I do love summer, yes, but it isn’t my favorite anymore.  I love Fall now, and a lot of the reasons are contrary to what I said before.  You see, I love the fall because it is cooling down, but not cold.  You can get away with wearing layers and not looking weird or being hot.  I love jackets, and they are hard to wear during the summer.  I also love boots.  And I am always excited when I can finally break them out and wear them again.  I also love the colors, sure, pretty and all.  But, all seasons are pretty in their own way.  But, my favorite part in my answer is about the sunglasses.  I love sunglasses, and now say that even during the winter they are important.  I love to wear mine all year round.  It is just something I love, and even wear them when it is a bit dark out.

So, I want to know, What is your favorite season? 

08 September 2014

older scholarship questions and answers part 2

As you may have noticed, I wrote a blog last week about some of the scholarship answers that I had given while getting ready for college.  I had so much fun with it, and found another set.  This one is later, but still awhile ago.  Remember, italic is what I wrote then, normal is what I wrote now.


Why do you think it is important for you to keep a high GPA?

It is important to keep a high GPA not for the number, but for the education you are receiving.  It is easy to slack off and just pass a class, but you do not get as much out of it as you would if you worked hard to get a good grade.  Everyone should be the best they can be at what they do.  If a person is a brain surgeon or a garbage man, they need to do well.  I don’t know if I would want the brain surgeon to pick up my garbage, he most likely doesn’t know how.  It is important to get a good education, and most of the time having a high GPA is the way to go.

Oh no, you are going to hate me, but it isn’t.  I guess I alluded to that in my answer back then, that all it really matters is what you learned, but it is so true, mostly.  I went all through my college years not caring.  I did my best, I worked hard, I got a D here and there on projects and tests, I improved.  It wasn’t until I went to get into Grad School that I really noticed my GPA, and realized, it wasn’t that good.  However, they knew me, they knew what I could do.  I may not have looked that great on paper, but I was a good student and learned a lot.  Well, they let me in anyways, and I haven’t looked at my GPA since.  I have no idea what it was when I graduated, all I knew was I graduated.  I guess to say why is it important?  It looks good on applications.  Our system of grading people is based around a GPA, and since it looks good to have a high GPA, you should probably have a good one.

Describe one obstacle you encountered during you education and how you overcame it.

Plus one class I need, there are many other classes I would love to take to enhance my education.  I thought it would be nice to get my associates degree in the Spring 2005 so I could go up to the University of Utah.  I figured out I would need to take 21 credits to be able to do this.  I looked on the internet, saw what I needed to do and went after it.  After a lot of problems getting permission, I finally was able to take 21 credits.  The one class I really wanted to take was taught the same time as another I needed to take, so I decided I would take another.  I was suppose to have a prerequisite for it, but got permission to take it anyway.  I signed up, went to the class, only to find out only two people were in it, and the class was soon canceled.  I could have worked harder to get up to the U, do some extra work, but I decided I would just stay around at SLCC another year.

The funny thing is, as I was reading this that is the story that popped into my head.  But, it doesn’t stop there.  Because of this putting me back a year, when I made it up to the University of Utah I didn’t have all of the classes I needed to graduate.  But, I didn’t find this out until I was nearly done.  So, I had to take an online class, that didn’t move as fast as I wanted it to, and so put me back another semester, and I didn’t graduate until the Summer.  Ah, lovely.  But, it doesn’t end there.  Because of this, and other small issues, I wasn’t accepted into the Master’s program when and how I wanted to be, and so instead of it taking me 2 years, I took it slower and took the classes they wanted me to take instead of my own choosing like everyone else, and it took me 3 years.  I did eventually graduate with a Masters, but if time had been working with me instead of against me, I could have been done two years earlier.

Please describe the qualities you posses which will help you succeed in college.

I have many good qualities to help me succeed in college.  I am very punctual; I did not miss a day in high school.  I love my major, some days they are the only classes that make me happy.  I am easy to get along with, on more than one occasion I was just talking and people listened to me and we became good friends.  I also like to do things early.  In one of my classes during the summer we got a project to work on the whole semester with check-ins along the way.  I got more work done between check-ins then required, and did more of the project than was necessary.  I have been very successful in college so far and don’t plan to get any worse.

Describe your educational and career goals.

I have taken many classes in architecture, and love them.  I plan to finish my associate degree in architecture her at Salt Lake Community College, then go up to the University of Utah to get an M.Arch.  Afterwards I would like to go and finish all of the things I need to do to become an architect, like the three-year internship and a week long test.

Ah, life.  So, I finished a lot of these by the way.  I did SLCC, went up the U, got a Master of Architecture, so I guess a MARCH…  But so far my career goals haven’t been the same.  They changed the tests by the way, it is now nine small test, well, smaller, and a lot of people fail them the first time or so.  I haven’t been able to get into an internship, but I am thinking, I don’t know if I want to be an architect at all.  I really like houses, and designing them.  And to be a residential designer, you do not need to be a licensed architect at all.  So, the plan for today is to work in a residential design firm, be a good drafter, learn all that I can, design all that I can, even if it is just how the drawing is laid out on the page, and see where it leads me.

01 September 2014

older scholarship questions and answers

So, I was looking though my old writing.  I have a folder, and it has lots of handwritten, and typed out things.  I came across some scholarship applications that I had put in long ago in High School.  It has been fun reading them over, and seeing what I put.  I’m am not surprised I didn’t get any of these, my spelling, as it always has been, was horrible.  Thank goodness we have spell check now.

I think this is one of the first times I really enjoyed writing, which has helped a lot with my blog.  I use to really enjoy these writing scholarships, would just go and write a bunch, feel satisfied with life, and move on.  I do that a lot with my blogs now as well.

I have decided to share some of the questions and answers with you, a fun trip down memory lane.  The italic ones are the ones I typed back then, with the correct spelling however, and the other ones are the ones I just answered today.


Tell us about the best gift you have ever been given.

The best gift I was ever given was a guitar case.  I had a guitar for about six months and really wanted a case.  I had signed up for a class but was scared to take it out because it might get hurt.  I had seen other people who had theirs out, in the rain, and just about died.  My parents decided since my birthday was coming up, they would give me one.  So, we all went to the store and got the perfect one.  I was so happy.

My Mother likes to say that I give good gifts, and I do like to give meaningful gifts that I think the person would like.  Or else, why give the gift?  However, my mother is pretty good at figuring me out as well.  But, my favorite gift I have got was my last Christmas present, I got Christ.  Now, I really like to say it that way because that is what Christmas is all about, we got Christ.  He was born, he lived a perfect life, he died for us, and he was resurrected and lives again so we can too!  It’s amazing!  But, I really did get a Christ.  My parents got me a Christus figure, just a small one, but still.  I have wanted one for awhile, and it was cool to get it.

If you could give one piece of advice to upcoming high school students what would it be?

I’m going to give you two pieces of advice.  First, take as many advanced classes as you can.  Try to get as much college credit as possible.  No matter if you will need it or not, it will be helpful.  You may get to skip classes, it may help you with saying you have done so many classes, and it will most likely boost your GPA.  Second, get involved.  Do as much stuff as you want.  Maybe concentrate in one area, but do a lot in it.

Here’s a fun one, because my answer is completely different.  Sure, do the best you can in high school, and yes, get involved.  But, my advanced classes didn’t really help, they almost hindered because I didn’t need them, they were fluff.  And my advice now – don’t worry, it will all come to an end and it doesn’t matter anyways.  I know that when you are in high school it matters, everything matters.  No matter how small of an issue, it is a big deal.  But, once you are out of high school a few years, none of it matters.  Your friends most likely won’t be your friends still.  You’ll keep in touch, but you’ll make new friends.  Your grades, nobody will truly care.  What you did in high school really doesn’t matter.  So, when all is said and done, live it up, have fun, but don’t worry about it, because the only people who still care about high school later and the ones who peaked in high school and can’t let it go.

Tell us a story about one time that you didn’t read and follow directions or instructions and you later wished that you had.

I was working on a math problem.  I looked at the problem and thought it was like the other ones.  I did it, the whole thing.  I came out with very funny answers.  They were hard complicated numbers.  I then, after a bit of that, looked at what I was suppose to do.  I found out I was just suppose to start it, and that there was a simpler way of doing it that gave nice clean answers.

What is the most romantic thing that you have ever done or that someone else has done for you?

When I was 12 I had a huge crush on a guy in my class.  For Valentines Day I decided to give him a cake, but not to let him know it was me.  We made a card and had my Dad write on it.  Then we had our neighbor come and deliver it.  We sat in the car around the corner and waited.  She came back and told us all about it.  She had asked for him, and he came.  She gave it to him and took a picture.  It was very fun to do, and the picture turned out great!

Is it sad that this is still my most romantic thing?  I have not had that many romantic experiences.  I have dated guys without knowing it.  I have been around a lot of guys to the point in being able to find traits in them that I do and do not like and would want in a husband.  I have flirted with a lot of guys, and wanted to date them, to no avail.  But, I really haven’t done many romantic things.  One Valentines Day I tried to give my friends roses, but they didn’t seem to appreciate them from a girl…  

Oh, no, I guess the one romantic thing a guy did for me was give me roses.  He was a best friend in high school, part of our group.  And shortly after his mission, he got roses for me.  I felt special, and my best friend felt awkward, because he also gave her some, and she didn’t know what that ment.  I think he gave some to someone else as well, because we had four roses each and we think he had bought a dozen.  I thought it was super sweet.  I even took them and attempted to dry them, first attempt at it, and they have held up okay.  I still have them, and love them.  The first roses a guy ever gave me.

So, now I want to know from you,
What is the most romantic thing that you have ever done or that someone else has done for you?