Father's Day Part II

I gots a husband. This is him. I love him. I am so incredibly blessed and amazed that this is the guy I get to spend eternity with. Though we do not have kiddos yet, I am so excited that my children get to have Michael as their dad. He is going to be such a great father (a very, very long time from now) but I wanted to honor him as well on this day, Father's Day. 

I love you babe. You make me want to be a better person. You make me laugh each and everyday. I can't imagine my life without you. You are my number one supporter and friend. You are my other half. I am so blessed to be your wife. Mojo.

Love,

Me

Padre's Day Part I

This is my Padre. I heart him. I wanted to honor him on Father's Day, but I have been running around all day so I am a tad late but it still counts. Padre has always been my number one cheerleader, but in a manly cheerleader way, not a girly way. He has always encouraged me to be the best I could be. Growing up we would go on our weekly Saturday morning bike rides to Bear Creek in Merced. He would run next to me and the kiddos would ride their bikes. When it got too much for us, he would hold our bike seats and push us along all the way home. 

After the divorce, things were hard between my Padre and I. Through time, maturity, and the Atonement, we were able to rebuild our relationship into one that I cherish the most. I am so grateful for all the lessons that my Padre has taught me through both example and guidance. I am so grateful for change and growth that happens with time. It is such a blessing that we are continually allowed to progress and improve ourselves. There maybe times where we do get stuck, but through faith and our loving Heavenly Father, we can get out of those times and use those experiences to better ourselves. BENDICIONES! Padre has been such an example of this principle to me throughout my life. He progresses everyday and I am so pleased of how far he has come. 

Padre, I love you. You are such an example to me and I am where I am today because of you. Thank you for all that you do for me, my family, your children, your wife, your grandchildren, and yourself. I honor you not only on this Father's Day, but everyday. 

Love,

Cate the Great

Kicks and Giggles

Yummers

Have you guys ever had these home made Take 5 Bars? Not that anyone reads this, but if you do, these things are so yummy! You just get Rolos and pretzels, heat them up for a bit, and then make a pretzel rolo sandwich. Try it and you will not be disappointed.

And my awesome "All you need is love" towel was made by my awesome friend Liesl as a wedding present. Isn't it cute?

Hook 'em

Sometimes I like to pretend I am from Texas, so I wear my Texas shirt. Sadly, the only picture that proves I am wearing my Texas shirt is gross. Please note that my husband took multiple pictures with me. He never lets me take his picture. So, for posterity's sake, I share these not so flattering pictures. Peace.

Just Because......

.....this kid is super cute and had open heart surgery today, I wanted to share his cuteness.

WE LOVE YOU WESTIE!

Girl Talk

So the women in my family went down to Panguitch Utah for a Quilt Walkers Festival. I will go more into that later because that is just a long story, but I wanted to write down somewhere some stories that have been shared.

My Great Grandma Matheson was a spunky slash crazy woman. She grew up during the Depression and learned to be fruitful and bountiful on her own means which meant growing her own garden in her backyard in Utah. However, the garden soon outgrew her and Great Grandpa Matheson, so there often was surplus. Grandpa felt it was appropriate to share this bounty over the fence with the next door neighbor lady, which is a very, very nice thing to do. Grandma however felt that he was flirting with the neighbor lady, so as any reasonable lady would do, she burnt down the neighbor lady's kitchen, went into hiding for two weeks to be seen by no one, and then entered back into reality and acted as if nothing happened. Um. Awesome. Grandpa and Grandma did pay for the neighbor lady to get a new kitchen so in the end all is good.

My Great Great Great Great Great Great Grandma Matheson was another awesome lady. Her husband was one of the men who walked quilts over the snow from Panguitch to Parawon in order to get food to feed their community. Grandma Matheson was left to fend for herself and the children. One night an Indian came into the cabin and demanded flour. Food was low already and she still had babies to feed, and the Indian was kinda rude anyway just demanding her food that way, so she said no. The Indian demanded again, and she yelled for him to get out. He would not leave, and did I forget to mention she had a hot iron? And with that hot iron she proceeded to burn the Indian's butt, thus kicking him out of the house and keeping flour to feed her babies. Again, awesome.

I am me and this is where I come from.

Awesome.

I Love His Stinking Face