Arkansas

So I made it to Arkansas and there was my cute daughter and her sweet family.

Matt drove me around to let me see what it was like. A lot of rolling hills and not as small as I thought.  I was quite impressed with everything.  Matt took me on a tour of Wal-Mart Headquarters and also the museum of Wal-mart and how it came to be.  I enjoyed it a lot and want to see it again when I come back with Brad and Scott. We then went to there house which is very nice.  We took Preston over to the park by their house and let him ride his motorcycle (with training wheels).  After that Matt wanted me to try the best fried chicken he has ever eaten. Which was great, all the fixings and chicken you can eat.  A little mom and pop place, you have to have a reservation because it gets so busy.
We did some sight seeing and vegged at the house, Amy thought she needed to entertain me, I told her that I don't need to be entertained I just enjoy being there with her, Matt and Preston.  We took Preston to the fire station to see the big woo woo trucks, and was he ever excited, until Chase (fireman) came to show us around then he became very quite.  Matt had to be out of town Mon-Wed.
Preston ended up with a bad cold, so we didn't do a whole lot, which I was fine.  I crocheted and study my lesson that I was doing when I got back home, so I was just fine with being at the house.
We did go to Gymboree for him to play one day, and we went to a park also, to the mall where they have a play place for him.
On Friday we met Matt and a friend of his, John for lunch at a place called Whole Hog?  It was very good also.  That evening we went touring downtown Bentonville/Fayettville we saw the University of Arkansas, very nice and BIG.  We then went to eat at this place called Catfish Hole which was so good, I have never eaten catfish, it was lightly breaded and very good, but the best thing was their hush puppies, oh my, they are so good that I couldn't stop eating them, and they just kept coming, same with coleslaw, pickles and something else but I can't remember it.
Well Saturday came I had to leave, which of course I didn't want to.  I so enjoyed being there and can not wait to go there in May.
Thanks Matt and Amy for everything I loved it there and enjoyed being with you.
Love you!   We will see you in May!

Going to Arkansas by the way of Arizona This is WAY long!

Our number 4 daughter and her little family moved to Rogers Arkansas in November.  Matt our son in law got a job working at the Corporate Headquarters of Wal-Mart.  On February 18th I set out to go see them.  Here is my story of how I got there.
Scott dropped me off at the Salt Lake City airport at around 5 am.  I was flying standby on Southwest (our Daughter Lisa works for JetBlue and she can get me tickets on other airlines) so off to the gate I went (C-17) not the closest gate to anywhere it is like in the basement of the airport.  I sat there and noticed that there were a lot of people, I asked the gate agent if there were a lot of standbys, she said they are over full and will be asking for people to give up seats, meaning I won't be going any where to soon.  So I just sat there and sat there, in the mean time I had been texting Lisa about loads, she would let me know, she even had me go over to US Airways, but that meant I had to go to the ticket counter and get put onto their standby list, so I went there, went through security again and then to gate A4 which is no where near gate C, they too were over sold and were asking for volunteers.  I had noticed a lot of soccer teams and gymnastic girls, and apparently there were tournaments in Phoenix.  So now it is about 3 pm.  I was starting to get a little nervous, but not to.  I started praying, blocking out people around me and just pleaded with my Heavenly Father to help me.  I had to get to Phoenix, first of all my bag had already gone and I had a flight out to Arkansas at 7:40 the next morning.  Well, come 6:35 Southwest has a flight, so I go over there (I had been sitting at US Airways at this point) they were now delayed, but I still didn't get on, so I knew that US Airways only had 1 more flight left at 8 pm so I went back to gate A4 (I surely got my exercise that day! A bunch of pilots came up and needed to get on the flight of course they trump everyone on standby, so I thought there is no way I will be getting on. They were calling standbys and then stopped, they closed the door and then came out and called my name, the gate agent said if one of the pilots takes the jump seat I would have a seat, so he took me down the jetway and I stood there waiting, he came back and said he didn't take it, so I didn't get on.  I was so upset, but I just went out and texted Scott to come and get me, but then I realized that Southwest was delayed, I text Scott back and said wait I am going to see where I am with Southwest and I would let him know.  Well to make a long story short I got on the flight and ended up in Phoenix around midnight, what a long day.  I wasn't able to see Jennifer's girls so I decided to stay a couple of days on my way back from Arkansas.  So in the morning Jenn took me to the airport just up the street from her (Williams Field) and I went to Arkansas.

The Call has Come!

Well it has come and gone and I can't believe that I have written about it! Brad got his Mission Call to Oslo Norway he will enter the MTC on July 6, 2011. We were all excited, but dumb founded, we were thinking that he would go to South America, I guess because thats all we or he has talked about, speaking spanish and all, plus a lot of boys get called there. Well he is very excited, he said "It is out of the states". I was standing off to the side and said (I thought I was thinking it, but it came out) "They don't speak spanish there?" Everyone started laughing, and I said "oh did you hear that?" So we have a missionary, how weird is that? We had Skype going so that Jennifer and her family and Amy and her family could join with us for this special occasion. I had my dad, Joan and my mother in law also come. Brad invited a bunch of his friends to be here as well. 

Scott and I have waited 19 years to say that! I remember when he was born and in the hospital, we sat and talked about "In 19 years he will be going on a mission." That is all I think of, I can not sleep, I think of the things that we still have to do, I even think about the day he is going to speak in Church, which by the way is June 26 at 9:00 am. And the luncheon and what we are going to eat, how things are to be set up, etc etc. The following saturday, we set off to Mr. Mac's and started in on getting his suits, and everything that he needed, there are still somethings that he still needs, like luggage and other things, but I guess we have time still. I still can't believe that my son is old enough to go serve the Lord. He has grown up so much, spiritually, physically, and he still has time to mentally grow up (just kidding). He is a good kid and I love him dearly, I as a mother still worry about the decision he makes and all that goes into being a mom of a boy. So there you have it