Friday, August 26, 2016

Just Watch

I take my husband for granted. There. I said it. Sometimes I forget that everybody's man can't fix everything. Literally everything. From smoked pork, to a Dodge Ram ... he can fix it. Tonight I was reminded and I'm glad.  

Last night, his diesel truck got filled up with regular gas. Ladies, I don't have to tell you the horror of this mistake, am I right?  Luckily, the mistake was recognized immediately, and the truck was towed home before any permanent damage was done.  Also luckily, I don't work on trucks!  So while I felt bad that this had to be dealt with, I knew it wasn't going to be me that got my hands dirty or my clothes sweaty. I was wrong, but it was good. 

I came home from work to see his big ole truck in the driveway. Work had been started, but not yet completed. He was taking a short break, and getting ready to head back out again. All of the "bad" gas had been drained from the tank, the thingy was no longer attached to the other thingies and it was time to put the filters and fuel tubes and pipes and stuff back together.  Huge bummer!  

I sat down in my comfy, air conditioned home and proceeded to relax a bit (because I just sat at a desk for 8 hours)!  Then Gary poked his head in the door and asked "Can you jack this up for me?"  Now, he could have meant this one of two ways. 1. My truck is already jacked up pretty bad, but I believe you could actually make it worse. 2. Can you use the jack to make my truck go up in the air?  I looked up at him over my reading glasses and raised one brow. He wanted me to do truck work???  I couldn't possibly be of any assistance!

I walked outside to see what he needed. The truck was already jacked up (in the air), and the thingy (the fuel tank) was somehow disconnected and hanging down from the center of the truck.  You guys, this tank was a beast. It was bigger than Gary. It was big, messy & complicated. So my job was to slowly raise the tank (with a simple little jack) up in position, while he reattached all of the gadgets and whatnots above it. Cinchy! I could do that!  

As I stayed close to my assignment, and listened to Gary give patient instructions, I watched him. I watched as he wrestled with that tank in the Arizona heat and put that truck back together again. To be honest, I was in awe. Not in a million years could I have done that. I literally would have died an undignified death with the ugly cry stuck on my face.  But he did it!  And the reason he did it was the best. He did it for our family. And then he changed his clothes and went back to work some more for us. 

My goal in writing this down here is not to compare our jobs, our strengths, our weaknesses or our differences.  My goal is just to remind myself to watch more often and be more grateful.  Taking the time to watch him work reminded me, and I'm glad.  Tomorrow, or the next day, I might forget again, because life gets crazy (and so do I), but today ... I remembered ... and it was good.  

Wednesday, January 6, 2016


It's been cold and rainy this week. It's beautiful when I'm home under my electric blanket!

Saturday, January 2, 2016

Favorite Smell

My favorite smell. Fresh out of the tub babies. Thanks for stopping by! 

Friday, January 1, 2016

Happy New Year!

2016 is going to be great. I just know it! 

Saturday, August 8, 2015

Different Elder Shaker ... 3 years later

It's been 3 years since I've blogged.  I have a lot to say, and much of it will be about my kids, so I thought it would be appropriate to start where I left off ... with another missionary letter.  Jake has been serving in the Roseville, California mission for one year this week!  He is a fantastic missionary and a pretty amazing kid.  Here is his letter from this week.


I love Citrus Heights!  We have seen so many miracles this week, the ward is very supportive and the whole zone is very on purpose.  I love it.

It is crazy weird being in a YSA Ward.  It's just trippy being around so many people my age.  Especially so many returned missionaries.  It's doing some psychological damage.  This Friday is my year mark.  I cannot believe it.  At the beginning of my mission I had dreams about going home, now I have nightmares about going home.  Not joking.  I keep having this nightmare where I go home and I wake up crying.  I literally cannot remember how it feels to not be on a mission.  Those who have served know the feeling.

I love being a zone leader.  It is so fun being able to help other missionaries.  When I wasn't a zone leader I always thought all these ideas I would do if I was a zone leader and now I can actually do them!  Under the Mission Presidents counsel we have been focusing a lot on finding and the results showed for sure!  Every time I saw someone from the zone I talked about their finding with them and we went from 2 new investigators to 7 new investigators this week!  That felt really awesome.

2 of the new investigators were from us.  We found John and Sandra.  They are ex-spouses who still have a good relationship.  We were walking to the door of a ward missionary to introduce ourselves and John was outside sitting in his garage and we felt prompted to talk to him.  At first he tried to bible bash but we got him to simmer down and then his ex wife drove up.  She naturally said to us "Hi Elders!"  We started talking with her and turns out her grandpa was a Bishop!  She even told us one time without knowing it was wrong, she wore her Grandpa's garments to sleep!  She has a member friend in our ward who told her she shouldn't do that so she understands now.  However, within the past few weeks she said she has seen so many signs pointing her towards the church and she agreed to meet with us!  John also agreed to meet with us.  Sunday night we had a lesson with John and after a little resistance he accepted the invitation to read and pray about the Book of Mormon, so please pray for him!

Also, we are now assigning preparation day activities to each companionship which is way more fun than just playing basketball each week.  Last week we played with nerf gun, this week we are having a crepe party with soccer and next week we are going to a park to launch stuff with a catapult that a member has (we will be safe, I'm an Eagle Scout).

The mission life is great!  I am so thankful for this past year in my life.  I cannot express in words the love I have for my Savior.  Every day He and His Gospel grow more and more amazing to me.  I know our Father in Heaven loves us all so much and I'm happy to proclaim His love.  I love these people more and more each day and I can't imagine His love for us if mine feels so grand and He is glorified and infinite.

Jesus is the Christ.  No unhallowed hand can stop His work.  Hurrah for Israel!

Jesus is the Christ.


Elder Shaker, III"

I'm very proud of my boys and their service to the Lord.  They are so much stronger and braver than I am.  Go, fight, win Jake!!!  Go, fight, win.  If you have any questions about this letter or the Mormon religion, please feel free to ask!

Monday, August 6, 2012

Keaton's last mission email ~

well everybody- they tell me that im going home this week. Im not sure if i believe it yet, but I've reached the end of my mission. I cannot adequately write how i feel about my mission and what it means to me, but it is the best thing that i have ever done- and it means everything to me. I have learned and grown and succeeded in ways i didnt think were possible. Looking back i can see that im a completely different person. My desires, thoughts, and intents have all improved and are more aligned with Jesus Christs. Nothing could have helped me achieve this like serving Him for 2 years straight. Its been awesome!
My testimony of Jesus Christ and His gospel are sure and strong. Nothing could persuade me to disbelieve the things that i have witnessed and that this church is Christs true church. I know it more now than ever before! People have objected what i believe often these past 2 years. They tell me im wrong and why they feel that way, they shout at me, they curse me, they hate me. But those circumstances have only strengthened my testimony. Christ has sustained me through my trials and made me stronger. He has shaped me into someone He can trust and count on. I will never look back on these 2 years as a waste or ever wish to replace them with anything else. No scholarship, sport, girl, or anything can compare to the value of my mission. It has been difficult but so worth it.
Im grateful for the opportunity i had to serve and I thank all of you for your love and support. Joseph Smith is a prophet of God and we have a prophet called today to lead and guide us-Thomas Monson. We have the priesthood authority of God and I hold it.The Book of Mormon is the word of God and will help us through these challenging times as we study it. God loves all of us and is there when we need Him. He will never give us a challenge we cannot handle- They will all make us stronger as we turn to Him. Jesus is the Christ. Nothing can ever take the testimony i have from me : ) I have earned it and will treasure it like a golden trophy for all my life. I love you all and look forward to seeing you this week. 

Monday, July 9, 2012


Today my baby is 15-years-old.  Holy cow! 

I remember your birth more vividly than most because it was very different. You were my only c-section delivery, so we saw your tiny toes come out first.  They were so cute!  It was soon quite clear that I finally got myself a bona fide red-head.  That hair is a connection to my sisters, my brother, my mom and my grandma.  It is symbolically divine and I love it!

Garrison, you are my nurturer.  You have been so good at looking out for me.  You're the first to offer to rub my shoulders when you can tell that I am hurting.  You have a sensitive little heart that keeps you keenly aware of others' feelings ... and you love to serve.  You do not sit still very well!  You love to stay active and you don't like to waste a moment of your day.  You are fascinated by the universe and what's out there ... I hope that one day you get that big telescope you want!  You're an incredible cook!  Your missionary companions are going to be super lucky to have you in their kitchen!  You are an awesome student.  I never have to tell you to get your homework done or to work harder on your grades ... you just get the job done!  And most importantly, you are obedient.  You keep the standards of our home and of the Gospel.  

I am so proud of you and I am so lucky to be your mom.  Have the happiest of birthdays today!

Love, Mom