What a month! Just when you think you don't have ANYTHING to do...boom! It pops right out at you. Since the whole move thing didn't follow through we have been doing some major spring cleaning. Well I guess it should be called summer cleaning. We have gutted out old crap-for the most part...more stuff has gone to storage etc.
I am SO excited for fall! Ashton starts football. High school football has already started...and yes you guessed it....we are there cheering em on! Ashton loves his class and his teacher...so we are happy to have a good start there!
I am still trying to get use to the idea of possibly being a mom of 3, yes THREE boys! We drive up to Ogden on Thursday to sign some papers and get the paperwork ready. Fingers are crossed and we are doing some serious praying. I don't have the boys' room done yet...far from it! I am gonna be calling up my girls to get some estrogen relief!
Things are definate yet. But we are sure hoping it works out!
I am excited for the holidays. I reminded my girls at work yesterday that Christmas is 4 months away, so happy shoppin! They all hated me! LOL!
But I have my sister and mom and dad coming for Thanksgiving, so we are looking at quite a full house at the Frarys'!
So that is our little update! I think we might have some pictures soon, so check back!
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Saturday, August 8, 2009
So...
Yeah still no pictures. So sorry about this people! Little update. As many of you know we are NOT moving now. LONG story, but that is life! We are happy to be staying in our great ward that we are in now. We decided to work on getting the small things we want in our house, then maybe try again next year.
Ashton is getting ready to start 3rd grade! We can't believe it. He just finished with this seasons baseball, so next year he will be a little leager! He is growing up SO fast!
That is really about it on our little Frary side. We hope all of you are well!
Ashton is getting ready to start 3rd grade! We can't believe it. He just finished with this seasons baseball, so next year he will be a little leager! He is growing up SO fast!
That is really about it on our little Frary side. We hope all of you are well!
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Bad Mom Award
So I will admit it. We let Ashton go see Transformers with us. He had been bugging us ALL weekend! So I made him swear he wouldn't repeat anything in the movie...and if he did, he was grounded from all movies until he is 13! Ok, well we know I wasn't serious but Ashton thought we were and that is all that matters right? Anyways the movie was awesome and I am glad we saw it as a family.
Friday, July 3, 2009
Rambles...
Nothing much is really new in the Frary home. We are still working on our house and it is SLOWLY coming along. We were looking at the end of this month, but I am thinking mid August or even September. We have very little time with work, Ashton's baseball and just life in general.
So it finally feels like summer in Utah-literally. We have oh about 3 weeks of what felt like non-stop rain. Now we finally have hot weather, the fireworks are cracking in the middle of the night and we even got our very first tiger's blood today (that's a cherry hawaiian ice for those who don't know).
Now a little off the subject. I came across this talk a few weeks ago and I didn't think much of it. Then I had a friend post this on her blog and now I feel like I need to share this. Not to go all religious on our fellow bloggers, but this is so true and sometimes we just need to take a step back and remember this.
Joseph B. Wirthlin (whom I have quoted before) did this talk about how our Sundays will come. As we all know, Jesus was resurrected on Sunday-which was a joyful day. Friday before that was a deep dark day-as that was the day he died. Elder Wirthlin compares us as people having a Friday (bad, dark day)--yet our Sunday will come where there is peace, love and happiness.
I have inserted quite a bit of Elder Wirthlin's talk-and I am not sure anybody else could have said this better. I know now that maybe I should have read this talk a few weeks ago. But I am glad I have now. I hope you all enjoy.
"In the lonely hours I have spent a great deal of time thinking about eternal things. I have contemplated the comforting doctrines of eternal life.
During my life I have heard many sermons on the Resurrection. Like you, I can recite the events of that first Easter Sunday. I have marked in my scriptures passages regarding the Resurrection and have close at hand many of the key statements uttered by latter-day prophets on this subject.
We know what the Resurrection is—the reuniting of the spirit and body in its perfect form.1
President Joseph F. Smith said “that those from whom we have to part here, we will meet again and see as they are. We will meet the same identical being that we associated with here in the flesh.”2
President Spencer W. Kimball amplified this when he said, “I am sure that if we can imagine ourselves at our very best, physically, mentally, spiritually, that is the way we will come back.”3
When we are resurrected, “this mortal body is raised to an immortal body. … [We] can die no more.”4
Can you imagine that? Life at our prime? Never sick, never in pain, never burdened by the ills that so often beset us in mortality?
The Resurrection is at the core of our beliefs as Christians. Without it, our faith is meaningless. The Apostle Paul said, “If Christ be not risen, then is our preaching vain, and [our] faith is also vain.”5
In all the history of the world there have been many great and wise souls, many of whom claimed special knowledge of God. But when the Savior rose from the tomb, He did something no one had ever done. He did something no one else could do. He broke the bonds of death, not only for Himself but for all who have ever lived—the just and the unjust.6
When Christ rose from the grave, becoming the firstfruits of the Resurrection, He made that gift available to all. And with that sublime act, He softened the devastating, consuming sorrow that gnaws at the souls of those who have lost precious loved ones.
I think of how dark that Friday was when Christ was lifted up on the cross.
On that terrible Friday the earth shook and grew dark. Frightful storms lashed at the earth.
Those evil men who sought His life rejoiced. Now that Jesus was no more, surely those who followed Him would disperse. On that day they stood triumphant.
On that day the veil of the temple was rent in twain.
Mary Magdalene and Mary, the mother of Jesus, were both overcome with grief and despair. The superb man they had loved and honored hung lifeless upon the cross.
On that Friday the Apostles were devastated. Jesus, their Savior—the man who had walked on water and raised the dead—was Himself at the mercy of wicked men. They watched helplessly as He was overcome by His enemies.
On that Friday the Savior of mankind was humiliated and bruised, abused and reviled.
It was a Friday filled with devastating, consuming sorrow that gnawed at the souls of those who loved and honored the Son of God.
I think that of all the days since the beginning of this world’s history, that Friday was the darkest.
But the doom of that day did not endure.
The despair did not linger because on Sunday, the resurrected Lord burst the bonds of death. He ascended from the grave and appeared gloriously triumphant as the Savior of all mankind.
And in an instant the eyes that had been filled with ever-flowing tears dried. The lips that had whispered prayers of distress and grief now filled the air with wondrous praise, for Jesus the Christ, the Son of the living God, stood before them as the firstfruits of the Resurrection, the proof that death is merely the beginning of a new and wondrous existence.
Each of us will have our own Fridays—those days when the universe itself seems shattered and the shards of our world lie littered about us in pieces. We all will experience those broken times when it seems we can never be put together again. We will all have our Fridays.
But I testify to you in the name of the One who conquered death—Sunday will come. In the darkness of our sorrow, Sunday will come.
No matter our desperation, no matter our grief, Sunday will come. In this life or the next, Sunday will come.
I testify to you that the Resurrection is not a fable. We have the personal testimonies of those who saw Him. Thousands in the Old and New Worlds witnessed the risen Savior. They felt the wounds in His hands, feet, and side. They shed tears of unrestrained joy as they embraced Him.
After the Resurrection, the disciples became renewed. They traveled throughout the world proclaiming the glorious news of the gospel.
Had they chosen, they could have disappeared and returned to their former lives and occupations. In time, their association with Him would have been forgotten.
They could have denied the divinity of Christ. Yet they did not. In the face of danger, ridicule, and threat of death, they entered palaces, temples, and synagogues boldly proclaiming Jesus the Christ, the resurrected Son of the living God.
Many of them offered as a final testimony their own precious lives. They died as martyrs, the testimony of the risen Christ on their lips as they perished.
The Resurrection transformed the lives of those who witnessed it. Should it not transform ours?
We will all rise from the grave. And on that day my father will embrace my mother. On that day I will once again hold in my arms my beloved Elisa.
Because of the life and eternal sacrifice of the Savior of the world, we will be reunited with those we have cherished.
On that day we will know the love of our Heavenly Father. On that day we will rejoice that the Messiah overcame all that we could live forever.
Because of the sacred ordinances we receive in holy temples, our departure from this brief mortality cannot long separate relationships that have been fastened together with cords made of eternal ties.
It is my solemn testimony that death is not the end of existence. “If in this life only we have hope in Christ, we are of all men most miserable.”7 Because of the risen Christ, “death is swallowed up in victory.”8
Because of our beloved Redeemer, we can lift up our voices, even in the midst of our darkest Fridays, and proclaim, “O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory?”9
When President Hinckley spoke of the terrible loneliness that comes to those who lose the ones they love, he also promised that in the quiet of the night a still, unheard voice whispers peace to our soul: “All is well.”
I am grateful beyond measure for the sublime true doctrines of the gospel and for the gift of the Holy Ghost, which has whispered to my soul the comforting and peaceful words promised by our beloved prophet."
So it finally feels like summer in Utah-literally. We have oh about 3 weeks of what felt like non-stop rain. Now we finally have hot weather, the fireworks are cracking in the middle of the night and we even got our very first tiger's blood today (that's a cherry hawaiian ice for those who don't know).
Now a little off the subject. I came across this talk a few weeks ago and I didn't think much of it. Then I had a friend post this on her blog and now I feel like I need to share this. Not to go all religious on our fellow bloggers, but this is so true and sometimes we just need to take a step back and remember this.
Joseph B. Wirthlin (whom I have quoted before) did this talk about how our Sundays will come. As we all know, Jesus was resurrected on Sunday-which was a joyful day. Friday before that was a deep dark day-as that was the day he died. Elder Wirthlin compares us as people having a Friday (bad, dark day)--yet our Sunday will come where there is peace, love and happiness.
I have inserted quite a bit of Elder Wirthlin's talk-and I am not sure anybody else could have said this better. I know now that maybe I should have read this talk a few weeks ago. But I am glad I have now. I hope you all enjoy.
"In the lonely hours I have spent a great deal of time thinking about eternal things. I have contemplated the comforting doctrines of eternal life.
During my life I have heard many sermons on the Resurrection. Like you, I can recite the events of that first Easter Sunday. I have marked in my scriptures passages regarding the Resurrection and have close at hand many of the key statements uttered by latter-day prophets on this subject.
We know what the Resurrection is—the reuniting of the spirit and body in its perfect form.1
President Joseph F. Smith said “that those from whom we have to part here, we will meet again and see as they are. We will meet the same identical being that we associated with here in the flesh.”2
President Spencer W. Kimball amplified this when he said, “I am sure that if we can imagine ourselves at our very best, physically, mentally, spiritually, that is the way we will come back.”3
When we are resurrected, “this mortal body is raised to an immortal body. … [We] can die no more.”4
Can you imagine that? Life at our prime? Never sick, never in pain, never burdened by the ills that so often beset us in mortality?
The Resurrection is at the core of our beliefs as Christians. Without it, our faith is meaningless. The Apostle Paul said, “If Christ be not risen, then is our preaching vain, and [our] faith is also vain.”5
In all the history of the world there have been many great and wise souls, many of whom claimed special knowledge of God. But when the Savior rose from the tomb, He did something no one had ever done. He did something no one else could do. He broke the bonds of death, not only for Himself but for all who have ever lived—the just and the unjust.6
When Christ rose from the grave, becoming the firstfruits of the Resurrection, He made that gift available to all. And with that sublime act, He softened the devastating, consuming sorrow that gnaws at the souls of those who have lost precious loved ones.
I think of how dark that Friday was when Christ was lifted up on the cross.
On that terrible Friday the earth shook and grew dark. Frightful storms lashed at the earth.
Those evil men who sought His life rejoiced. Now that Jesus was no more, surely those who followed Him would disperse. On that day they stood triumphant.
On that day the veil of the temple was rent in twain.
Mary Magdalene and Mary, the mother of Jesus, were both overcome with grief and despair. The superb man they had loved and honored hung lifeless upon the cross.
On that Friday the Apostles were devastated. Jesus, their Savior—the man who had walked on water and raised the dead—was Himself at the mercy of wicked men. They watched helplessly as He was overcome by His enemies.
On that Friday the Savior of mankind was humiliated and bruised, abused and reviled.
It was a Friday filled with devastating, consuming sorrow that gnawed at the souls of those who loved and honored the Son of God.
I think that of all the days since the beginning of this world’s history, that Friday was the darkest.
But the doom of that day did not endure.
The despair did not linger because on Sunday, the resurrected Lord burst the bonds of death. He ascended from the grave and appeared gloriously triumphant as the Savior of all mankind.
And in an instant the eyes that had been filled with ever-flowing tears dried. The lips that had whispered prayers of distress and grief now filled the air with wondrous praise, for Jesus the Christ, the Son of the living God, stood before them as the firstfruits of the Resurrection, the proof that death is merely the beginning of a new and wondrous existence.
Each of us will have our own Fridays—those days when the universe itself seems shattered and the shards of our world lie littered about us in pieces. We all will experience those broken times when it seems we can never be put together again. We will all have our Fridays.
But I testify to you in the name of the One who conquered death—Sunday will come. In the darkness of our sorrow, Sunday will come.
No matter our desperation, no matter our grief, Sunday will come. In this life or the next, Sunday will come.
I testify to you that the Resurrection is not a fable. We have the personal testimonies of those who saw Him. Thousands in the Old and New Worlds witnessed the risen Savior. They felt the wounds in His hands, feet, and side. They shed tears of unrestrained joy as they embraced Him.
After the Resurrection, the disciples became renewed. They traveled throughout the world proclaiming the glorious news of the gospel.
Had they chosen, they could have disappeared and returned to their former lives and occupations. In time, their association with Him would have been forgotten.
They could have denied the divinity of Christ. Yet they did not. In the face of danger, ridicule, and threat of death, they entered palaces, temples, and synagogues boldly proclaiming Jesus the Christ, the resurrected Son of the living God.
Many of them offered as a final testimony their own precious lives. They died as martyrs, the testimony of the risen Christ on their lips as they perished.
The Resurrection transformed the lives of those who witnessed it. Should it not transform ours?
We will all rise from the grave. And on that day my father will embrace my mother. On that day I will once again hold in my arms my beloved Elisa.
Because of the life and eternal sacrifice of the Savior of the world, we will be reunited with those we have cherished.
On that day we will know the love of our Heavenly Father. On that day we will rejoice that the Messiah overcame all that we could live forever.
Because of the sacred ordinances we receive in holy temples, our departure from this brief mortality cannot long separate relationships that have been fastened together with cords made of eternal ties.
It is my solemn testimony that death is not the end of existence. “If in this life only we have hope in Christ, we are of all men most miserable.”7 Because of the risen Christ, “death is swallowed up in victory.”8
Because of our beloved Redeemer, we can lift up our voices, even in the midst of our darkest Fridays, and proclaim, “O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory?”9
When President Hinckley spoke of the terrible loneliness that comes to those who lose the ones they love, he also promised that in the quiet of the night a still, unheard voice whispers peace to our soul: “All is well.”
I am grateful beyond measure for the sublime true doctrines of the gospel and for the gift of the Holy Ghost, which has whispered to my soul the comforting and peaceful words promised by our beloved prophet."
Sunday, June 28, 2009
The House Before...
Shon and I are crazy and we figure we don't have enough chaos in our lives, so why not add another project to the plate. This is the house we are moving in to once we get it all cleaned up and tidy. We are getting new carpet, new paint, new oven, tile in the bathroom (later on down the road-what we have now will do for a bit), the cooler needs replaced and so does the dishwasher. Plus there are piles of trash to be hauled off to the dump. Knobs need to be replaced or placed, there are a couple of new doors that need to be put in...and I am sure there is more I am missing. But it is a cute house and perfect for our first house ever. This is the video I shot today while Shon was mowing the yard. Again keep in mind...this is a before! I will be sure to post AFTER pictures.
Outside:
Outside:
Inside:
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Foster Mom and Foster Dad
So Shon and I met with our Foster Care rep last night. We were recommended and now we are just waiting to start the classes in July. We have a class every Monday and Wednesday night in July...in Spanish Fork. But apparently those classes are smaller than the ones in Orem, so that's ok. Once our classes are complete and we do our background check, we have our home study with DCFS. We have some things we need to do around the house, so looks like we will be homebodies for the next couple of weeks anyway.
Not much else to report. We are just plugging along loving life!
Not much else to report. We are just plugging along loving life!
Friday, June 5, 2009
It's the middle of the night and blogging is what I do!
We all know by now that I tend to blog in the middle of the night, cause my mind just rambles away!
Anyways, I thought I would update you on the last couple of days. We decided NOT to move. As much as we wanted a larger home to do foster care in...we both got really bad feelings on moving right now. We want to get more things paid for, maybe attempt to save a little more and at that point maybe we could buy a home.
We are very comfortable with our surroundings now...and why fix something that isn't broke? So we are spring cleaning (or attempting to) and getting things put into storage, making everything look nice to get ready for foster care. Our rep comes on Wednesday to talk to us more about it.
Ashton had his first Scout Day Camp today--but was very upset when they all got rained out! :-( He was getting ready to do some canoeing when they called it off. He told me he was even in the water ready to go and they told him to stop. So he was pretty bummed. Now dad has to figure out how to get him in a canoe! He should be getting another merit badge the end of this month. I think he barely missed it last month, but that's ok.
This poor kids allergies are terrible! He swells like a balloon. We give him medicines, but he is kind of like I am. Even though you tell me it "shouldn't make you drowsy"--it does. So he either deals with it until he wants to go to sleep, or we have a grumpy child on our hands for a long time cause he is tired from the medicine.
I am still looking for the camera cord. I even bribed Shon the other day to find it. And although he did try, obviously as you can tell, he didn't find it.
We are excited for Manti in two weeks! We haven't been to the pageant in a couple of years and although we are going to miss Strawberry Days-Manti is a good substitute!
Anyways, I thought I would update you on the last couple of days. We decided NOT to move. As much as we wanted a larger home to do foster care in...we both got really bad feelings on moving right now. We want to get more things paid for, maybe attempt to save a little more and at that point maybe we could buy a home.
We are very comfortable with our surroundings now...and why fix something that isn't broke? So we are spring cleaning (or attempting to) and getting things put into storage, making everything look nice to get ready for foster care. Our rep comes on Wednesday to talk to us more about it.
Ashton had his first Scout Day Camp today--but was very upset when they all got rained out! :-( He was getting ready to do some canoeing when they called it off. He told me he was even in the water ready to go and they told him to stop. So he was pretty bummed. Now dad has to figure out how to get him in a canoe! He should be getting another merit badge the end of this month. I think he barely missed it last month, but that's ok.
This poor kids allergies are terrible! He swells like a balloon. We give him medicines, but he is kind of like I am. Even though you tell me it "shouldn't make you drowsy"--it does. So he either deals with it until he wants to go to sleep, or we have a grumpy child on our hands for a long time cause he is tired from the medicine.
I am still looking for the camera cord. I even bribed Shon the other day to find it. And although he did try, obviously as you can tell, he didn't find it.
We are excited for Manti in two weeks! We haven't been to the pageant in a couple of years and although we are going to miss Strawberry Days-Manti is a good substitute!
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Happy House Hunting...and little updates
So we have decided house hunting totally sucks! We use to love looking at all these places and just being able to say "yup, we'll take it". Well, it seems like maybe more people are renting now? Instead of buying a home. So now...we have to submit an application and WAIT for them to call you! If they choose you! I think that is dumb! First come, first serve...then you're done folks! We found the CUTEST duplex in Pleasant Grove, right down the road from my work (I could walk to work) and it is on Shon's parents way to work, so they could carpool! It is kind of on a main road, but not SUPER crazy traffic. Anyways, it has a huge backyard, upstairs and downstairs with two bedrooms up stairs with a bathroom, kitchen, living room and all. Then downstairs has a huge bedroom that would be a play/guest room, with a set up to add drywall and make a fourth bedroom if we wanted. But we are talking major storage room downstairs! We don't have wierd neighbors or anything. I mean we are DYING for this place! Rent is decent and all. But of course...we have to wait for the call. Some of these people are up in the night! They want almost $2000 to move in to a townhome or duplex! Um...can you say mortgage?! We just need something with a little more room to move and grow in and isn't $500 more a month! But I guess we are asking too much!
Anyways, on to the more interesting things in life. I was told to now see one of the doctors at my Ob-Gyn's office because the nurse practitioner isn't sure what to do with me next. And they don't have a female doctor....eh.
Shon went in for his physical. He had some bloodwork done and is having an ultrasound done. So we are hoping everything comes back ok with that.
Schools out for the summer for Ashton. So he is way excited.
That about sums us up!
Anyways, on to the more interesting things in life. I was told to now see one of the doctors at my Ob-Gyn's office because the nurse practitioner isn't sure what to do with me next. And they don't have a female doctor....eh.
Shon went in for his physical. He had some bloodwork done and is having an ultrasound done. So we are hoping everything comes back ok with that.
Schools out for the summer for Ashton. So he is way excited.
That about sums us up!
Monday, May 25, 2009
Memorial Day...
We like to think we are semi-patriotic to our country. We are so proud to be Americans and to have the rights and choices we have.
So...
Thank you to all those who are serving our country...friends, family, neighbors...
So...
Thank you to all those who are serving our country...friends, family, neighbors...
Monday, May 11, 2009
Little updates...
So I have been waiting for my camera cord to do some of these, but still can't find it...just like my cell phone. Lord help us! LOL!
Since our last update we have (deep breath in)...
Baptized Ashton (well Shon really), enjoyed a nice mother's day, done an EXTREME amount of yard work and gardening, made contact with the state of Utah to become the newest foster home, set up our DTV (are you dtv ready?), enjoyed a ward talent show (well, it was our old ward, but we still enjoyed it), signed Ashton up for his third year in baseball, fathers and sons camp out (again with the old ward), yours truly enjoyed a much needed night out with no husband or kid (no pun intended), attempted to buy a suburban from a friend-but the motor was dying so we gave it back, got a quad from that same friend (yes it works), signed up for a first aide class and slept..A LOT!
*Sigh* Hope you enjoyed life as much as we have these last two weeks!
Since our last update we have (deep breath in)...
Baptized Ashton (well Shon really), enjoyed a nice mother's day, done an EXTREME amount of yard work and gardening, made contact with the state of Utah to become the newest foster home, set up our DTV (are you dtv ready?), enjoyed a ward talent show (well, it was our old ward, but we still enjoyed it), signed Ashton up for his third year in baseball, fathers and sons camp out (again with the old ward), yours truly enjoyed a much needed night out with no husband or kid (no pun intended), attempted to buy a suburban from a friend-but the motor was dying so we gave it back, got a quad from that same friend (yes it works), signed up for a first aide class and slept..A LOT!
*Sigh* Hope you enjoyed life as much as we have these last two weeks!
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