25 Things I Love About Jim

I too wish to remember my favorite Valentine, sending my love from far, far away in Indiana.
Here are 25 things I love about you.

1. I love the how you dance me around the kitchen with or without music.
2. I love the how you love a clean garage.
3. I love how you will tell me I am beautiful when I first wake up in the morning even though I have "bed head" and no make up.
4. I love how "turning off" the T.V. wakes you up.
5. I love how the shortest distance to any location is to take the "sight seeing" route winding through the streets exploring the neighborhood.
6. I love how you tell me you love me several times each day.
7. I love how you are a complete minimalist.
8. I love how you are so proud of the yard after you have cut, trim and blown the grass off the lawn and then give me a personal "tour" of the yard.
9. I love how " genuinely surprised" you are when you notice the "spontaneous" new flowers in the garden and say, "Look they came back from last year!"
10. I love your "sexy" silver hair. (Or as you call it..."blond")
11. I love riding around with you in the Mustang with the top down.
12. I love how you count and notice every other Mustang on the road and then say yours is "sexier."
13. I love your confidence, how you can walk into a stranger's home and go right for their potato chips.
14. I love how you put everyone else first.
15. I love how you talk incessantly about the kids, grand kids and the dog, always wondering how all the "Phrogbottoms" are doing.
16. I love how you make the bed everyday and make sure all the pillows are exactly right.
17. I love how you go out of your way to make others feel comfortable.
18. I love how you always build me build me up everyday and give me the confidence "I can do anything."
19. I love how you encourage me to go fly around the country to visit our children and grandchildren.
20. I love how you take care of business at home so I can fly off to visit the family.
21. I love how you scrub down the shower and love how the glass sparkles.
22. I love how you are happy to drive your pick-up truck.
23. I love how you tell me you like watching me sleep.
24. I love your sense of humor, you make me laugh.
25. I love how we are a "perfect fit" like nesting spoons when we snuggle.

I love you Jim. You have given me many, many wonderful Valentines throughout the years and I look forward to many many more... Suzi

Be My Valentine!

Suzi:

You are far away this Valentine. Spending some time with Isabella and her parents in Indianapolis courtesy of the generosity of all our children. How special you are to all of us. More and more each day you are a stronger, more powerful influence for love and rightousness in all of our lives. Your name Susan is now 4 generations old in the Davis family. My grandmother, one of my favorite aunts and a dear cousin share the distinction of being "Suzi" in our lives. Today I miss you a lot. I've only spoken to you on the telephone 3 times.

Our lives have become so entwined over the years we think and act as one. You are truly the "wind behind my sails". From the time I first met you - you believed in me. That energy has provided me the confidence and energy to accomplish everything meaningful in my life.

I remember that beautiful long haired brunette I met at the Delta Phi house. Beyond the deep blue eyes and the crooked little smile was the girl of my dreams. A fortune teller in Ogden told me when I was 10 years old that I would marry a dark haired beauty with enticing blue eyes. Glad I waited for the right girl.

From that moment on the bridge in Memory Grove I knew we would be together. The Sunday walks to Garden Park Chapel, the parties at Delta Phi, the first kiss at the Salt Lake City Cemetary all made me want to be with you more.

Those were magic moments. The daily rides to and from school, hangin' in the Union Building, pretending to study on the third floor of the library, racing to my house on Tuesday nights to watch "Laugh In" and cuddle on the sofa in the family room (I know you only did that knowing my Mother would bring us "Snellies" to break up the "action on the couch"). You have always been perfect in my eyes (even the first try at enchiladas).

You are much more than a good cook, a friend, a companion. You have blended my heart with yours and made us one living family. A little over 24 hours you have been gone and I miss you.

Years and decades have past. Today we share 8 loving children and a dozen grand children. Thank heaven each has been blessed by your example and nurturing. There is no finer mother, guardian and friend. I know you are the great blessing of my life. I really know the meaning of the Rogers and Hammerstein lyric from the Sound of Music "...I know I had a wicked childhood, ... but somewhere in that wicked childhood I must have done something good. To have you.

Love Jim

Where did B and Melissa Go?

Hey... I can't find B and Melissa's site... where'd it go?!

The Toads Celebrate Glama's 60th!

Next time the party is here!

Razzle Dazzle Dollies

Does pink spandex, super poofy hair and jazz hands bring back memories for anyone? Ahh... those were the days. I LOVED Razzle Dazzle. And now that I have new perspective as a mother, I can imagine how much fun it was to watch your three poof heads shake their groove thing. And while your little dancing dollies got all of the fame, it was our mom who deserves the credit. Not just for running us to lessons a couple of times each week, but also the private lessons with Sheila Ishi, not to mention the performances. There was a lot that went into being a Razzle Dazzle Mommy. I remember sitting through a lengthy seminar with you just about big hair. I remember your commitment to making sure ours was the biggest. The regimen went like this: first you braided my hair, then soaked my hair with hair spray, then rolled it up in sponge curlers for the night. Then you would repeat the process 2 more times on 2 more wiggly heads. In the morning the sponge curlers and braids would come out and the ratting began, followed by the rest of the can of hair spray. And then there was still half a head of bangs to curl and spray. Now that is dedication. And let's face it, we looked so stinkin' cute that you went through the full routine again (on 4 wiggly heads!) for church (while we watched Love Boat).

I am glad that you went through the effort. Afterall, it paid off. I was the only 7th grader to make the dance team at Granite Park Jr. High... Actually, I am not sure if that is commentary on the pool of awkward girls at the school or my own flashy dancing skills, but the point is the dancing gave me confidence. Confidence is big, especially when you are 12. Thank-you for knowing this.

I was hoping to put together a little "Surfin' U.S.A." routine with the kiddies for you, but they are far less receptive to my dancing instruction than Mindurs, Cincha, and Nerz were. They were more into snapping photos... so here you go...

The "Bushy Bushy Blonde Hair-do"

I've still got it baby!

Even if it hurts...YAOOOW!

Happy Birthday Glama! We all love your groove thing very much!

Pinkalicious!

Charlene, You have created a MONSTER! Never has a book been loved more. When it was Abz turn to pick a treat for FHE, there was no doubt... only PINK CUPCAKES would do. You ALMOST have converted Abz to a a pink girl from a purple lover, but not quite. She is always testing my devotion to the color too, "Mom, which one, pink or purple?" I usually choose pink. "Good choice." Then she hands me the pink horse, the pink unicorn, and the pink princesses (big and little) and we read Pinkalicious. After which we play princess, myself assuming all of the pink figures and her handling all of the purple. Even Pops has conceded. Pinkalicious is his favorite book.

Thanks for sending all of the fun!

"I didn't know deers could do this."

I think maybe one or two of you might get it.