Sunday, February 4, 2018

A fabulous birthday and Happy birthday to Greta!

The day before Elise returned to Texas, we had the girls (and Nick) for lunch at my house.  I cooked a crustless quiche (Grandma Ila’s recipe), and a pear salad.  Crista even drove down (she said it was a hard decision whether to come—that hour + of driving).  Unfortunately, we missed Jieun because Hyeji was sick (and then all her kids got it). 

Wednesday Roy took Caitlyn up for a procedure at the Primary Children’s hospital and a bit later I took Elise to the airport.  Caitlyn had a steroid injection on each side of her jaw.  Because she had to be perfectly stabilized, she was anesthetized.  She is always emotional when she wakes up from being put out, and she was miserable and uncomfortable the rest of the day, but we are hoping the injections will help the inflammation in her jaw to settle down so that the Humira (drug) she’s taking can be more effective and she can have some relief from her pain.  She also had an appointment with Dr. Guinn (the jaw pain specialist) the following day and he adjusted her splint and suggested some things she might do to help.  He said he was surprised she could live like this, the tension in her jaw was so acute.


Before

After


Gratefully the rest of the week has been more fun, especially for me and Roy. 

Thursday morning, we picked up Christine and headed to Vegas.  We had a lot of fun visiting with her for the long car ride.  She had thoughtfully prepared little treat bags with chocolate, Valentine candy and lip balm, and a beautiful Valentine table runner for all of us who would be on the trip.

 
Roy had decided to take me to Vegas on my birthday to watch a couple of shows.  He brought it up at Jacob Christensen’s reception while we were visiting with Phil and Char, Nan and Bruce and Dave and Becky.  Nan had just gone to a few shows and so she was a good source of knowledge.  Phil and Dave said they’d like to come.  We asked Christine if she was interested, and of course she was immediately in since her grandchildren live there.  She found us an inexpensive place to stay through her in-law’s time share. 
We arrived in Vegas with just enough time to check in, relax for a short time, and get dinner before the first show. We saw “Love” A Cirque de Solei with Beatles Music.  Watching the people is as entertaining as watching the show.  Vegas gets a wide variety of humanity.  The dancers and acrobats were very talented and extremely strong. 
Friday the girls went shopping except for me.  I went with the boys hiking.  We picked a trail (I was willing to go 5 miles if the rise in elevation was limited).  After a few minutes on the trail we asked some young men (from France maybe) if it was 2.5 miles each way, or 2.5 miles round trip.  They said it was only about a mile in and a mile out, so we thought maybe we’d try the adjoining trail which professed to be 5 miles.  What I didn’t realize was that the switch made the hike a climb with a 2000 ft. rise in elevation.  We walked on a fairly steep trail for about an hour, and then it became a very steep trail.  We climbed for maybe 30 minutes more, but Roy and I hadn’t brought snacks, and we only had one water bottle each.  Mine was nearly empty.  Steve shared his granola bars, but we thought it expedient that we turn around.  Steve and Phil kept going and made it to the top of the mountain.  We found Dave who was waiting at the bottom, probably very disappointed he couldn’t hike (He’d hurt his knee and was supposed to limit his steps), then we got out the grapes and oranges and refueled and rehydrated.  It was a pleasant wait for Phil and Steve because the weather was perfect—sunny and cool.  I have to mention that Dave called me for my birthday--from the back seat of the car on the way to the hike.
Steve and Phil hiked to the top of the mountain you see
above us.


That evening we ate dinner at Emeril’s at the MGM Grand.  Crista had recommended this restaurant.  It was expensive but very good, and everyone seemed happy with their meal choices.  They had corn bread on the table and it was very tasty.  They made sure Char and Dave knew that they couldn’t eat it.  We had read some reviews that said the service was slow, but we didn’t find that to be the case at all.  The waiters were extremely attentive to the point that everyone’s plates were laid on the table in sync, and they watched carefully to clear the plates as we finished. 
Expensive, delicious, and TINY
Crab Cake


Pecan encrusted redfish


The MGM grand (where we parked the car) was a little further away from the Flamingo than we thought.  It wasn’t really a problem for anyone but Dave.  We were short on time so we headed out to the strip thinking we could hail a cab for Dave and Becky.  We soon found it didn’t work like that--the cabs pick people up at the hotels--so Roy and I ran ahead to get the tickets.  Dave and Becky walked a little longer and then found a bus.  Miraculously everyone made it in time. 
We watched the Donny and Marie show at the Flamingo.  The theater was sub-par, but the show was fun.  Donny and Marie had tremendous energy (for being the same age as dad and me).  Donny danced a lot more than Marie did, and we noticed that there was always someone to help Marie get up or down a step.   The audience was interesting, there were a bunch of women that thought Donny was just so wonderful.  They wanted to touch his hand, and when given the chance they’d touch his face.  One took his face in her hands and said, “You’re just so beautiful.”  It was kind of gaggy.  😊 
My favorite part was when Donny sang "Close Every Door" from Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat.  Marie sang an opera song that was fabulous, also.  
After the show, Phil and Steve walked the several blocks back and retrieved the car.  Dave had nearly walked 10,000 steps.  5X what the Doctor ordered.  He didn’t complain though he must have been hurting. 
Roy and I are not usually terribly spontaneous with our schedules, we usually have something we have to get back for.  But this time, when Charlotte invited us to spend another night at her home in Saint George, we found that we wanted to extend the vacation.  So, after meeting them for lunch at Coyote’s, and cutting grape vines at the Granary in Santa Clara, and having a cookie at a gas station Char told us about, we headed over to their place. 
Matt Nielson (Tristan’s husband) was in town with three of his kids.  Alayna had a soccer tournament.  Char and Phil went late to watch her, and then Phil left her with Matt and came and joined us for a hike.  We hiked up Padre Canyon to the saddle.  It was about 5:00 when we started and took us about an hour to reach our destination.  Phil was trying to catch the sunset with the perfect lighting.  He thought we’d started too late, but it turned out to be just beautiful—both looking into snow canyon, and looking back past the Tuachan theater into Saint George.  It was a fun hike.  On the way down we ended up hiking in the dark which extended the time a bit.  Phil is a fast hiker and he was like a mountain goat on the way down.  I felt the need to be careful with every step. 





In the dark at the end of the hike.  We're were safe!

It was after 7:00 when we got back to the cars, so Phil took off in a hurry to get Charlotte.  They picked up Thai food for our dinner and we met back at their home. 
While we were visiting we discovered that Matt Nielson is my 3rd cousin twice removed.  We used the Family Search App (we all got on the same network, went to more options and searched for “relatives near you.”)  We are related through my great great grandfather Lorenzo D.  Johnson.  I came from one wife, and Matt came from the other.  Lorenzo is his fourth great grandfather.  That is a pretty close relationship.  Roy and I are about 10th cousins.  I am curious how closely related Matt is to Tristan.  They might be 3rd cousins once removed because they are closer to the same generation, or 4th cousins once removed, which is how close Jeff Cook is related to Amy.  
Today is Greta’s birthday—Happy birthday!  We love you.  We got to Facetime with her Saturday night to see her eat her birthday cake.  She liked the frosting best—so did Ruby 😊. Greta had pink frosting all over her hands.  It took her a few minutes to get the hang of what she was supposed to do with the cake, but then she enjoyed it. 

Greta's 1st birthday


Now we are driving home.  We didn’t have any church clothes packed.  Roy said goodbye to Char and Phil as they headed to church but I missed them, so, Thanks Phil and Char, we had a great time. 


We stopped to see Grandpa Rasband on the way home.  He's feeling a lot better from his flu, but his back still bothers him a lot.  Roy advised him to move more, but we know how that goes over.  
I came home ot these beautiful flowers and some chocolates from Glenn.  He is so thoughtful.



Elise sent this picture with the caption "Name that Baby" because
she thought it looked like  Bev, below.
The picture is of Thomas.


Bev

The following are pictures sent to me on (or around) my birthday.
Ruby

Ori, making a cake with candles


Effie, eating dirt as usual




And a blast from the past



 Above: Christine and Catharine (about 1966) and Christine, Glenn, Catharine and Philip (front)

A funny story from Elise:  After falling with the ladder trying to climb the bunk bed, Mav and Max went to the garage with Elise to go run some errands.  While loading Beverly into the car, Mav took hold of the garage door as it was going up. He didn't let go.  Elise heard screaming and turned to see him at the top of the garage, hanging on for dear life.  She ran as fast as she could saying, "Don't let go, don't let go..."  Luckily, he held on and she got him down safely.  

I'm adding a few more pictures to last week's blog, so check it out.  

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