Saturday, December 27, 2008

Hello

Have you ever had one of those days where you just feel large? Like a bass that ate too much and somehow managed to flip yourself out of your favorite spot in the river, and now lie on the river bank unsuccessfully gulping for air?

I sort of feel like that today. Large and tired. I'm sure being 20 weeks pregnant doesn't help anything either. I need better pants that let it all hang out -- my current pants kind of hold me in. Makes it a tad difficult to breath. Or overeat.

Anyway, more doll updates soon. I finally have a head that works, and I'm experimenting with embroidering the face. It has worked pretty well on two of the heads that didn't work for the doll -- so they're kind of this decapitated doll head with a bit of a cheery/smirking face. They don't understand that they're missing bodies. Silly stupid doll heads.

More later.

Later.

Sunday, December 07, 2008

Goodbyes

My grandmother's funeral was last Thursday, and I was given the opportunity to speak.  Here is my goodbye letter:


Dear Grandma,

I have learned so many things from you throughout my life. When I was little you had patience enough to teach me to crochet, and since then I’ve used the skill to make blankets, toys and doll clothes. I love telling people my grandma taught me, and have to apologize when they ask me to teach them, because I don’t have your patience to sit and show them how. Yet, from watching your example I have always tried to be patient when it’s truly needed. I listen to friends and family with patience, I love with patience, and I learn with patience.

You have always been there for me, with kindness and love in your heart. I could visit you from a long week at university and immediately fall asleep on your couch, because I knew I could lay my burden down. Being in your presence has always allowed me to relax, to shed whatever worries drowning me. All I would need is a look from you to know that everything would be all right. You posses this overwhelming power of understanding, so easily expressed in your eyes, a hug, a touch from your hand. It’s like standing in sunshine.

You faced many challenges and tragedies, but you had sense enough not let them drag you down and own you. Whenever I face something emotionally difficult I think of your strength. If you could live 89 years with joy and forgiveness, I can follow your example and do my best to love and accept all people, and to strongly bear any burden life or God throws my way.
You also taught me your biting sense of humor. It’s always best to laugh when things are hard, or when they’re easy, or to laugh always. The only thing that really matters is to look good while doing it. I still struggle with it today, but having observed your style and the pride you put into your appearance, I dress to impress you.

Thank you so much for supporting me and being my best friend. I don’t want to say goodbye, because I know you will be near in spirit. You will be with me, locked safely in my heart and in my memories. As promised, my children will learn of you and you, and we will continue to celebrate your life and all you have taught me. I will treasure you all my life.

Saturday, December 06, 2008

Grandma


Genevieve Hegsted Twitchell Wayment

OGDEN –Genevieve (Gen) Hegsted Wayment born May 14, 1919 in Joseph, Oregon, died at her home in Ogden with her husband and family at her side November 28, 2008.

As a little girl Gen moved with her prospector father and family from Joseph, to Lewiston, Idaho to Quincy, California then to Ogden which she loved.

Gen was married to Ernest Twitchell from 1936 to his death in 1968 and was married to Rollo Wayment from 1983 till her death, two wonderful marriages in one beautiful lifetime.

Except for some colorful years living in a sheep camp or on railroad sections in Lucin and Lakeside Utah, her married years were spent in the same lovely and charming Ogden neighborhood.

Friend, Wife, Sister, Mom, Aunt and Grandma, Gen was a poem of womanhood, old school tough as nails and loving, tender and spiritual in all her thoughts, ways and actions.

Gen, one of our best examples of the greatest generation, forged in the great depression, case hardened by conditions we cannot imagine, lived her life in every measure at a level above and beyond our common understanding of duty and devotion, whether caring for members of a large extended family, tending a dying aunt or brother, donating to the needy, or thrilling at the site of a quail in the front yard.

Gen worked in canning factories, in several of Ogden’s stores, in the hospital as a nurse’s aid, and at HAFB from which she retired in 1985.

Consider yourself fortunate if you knew Gen, or someone like her, because they enrich your life.

Preceding Gen in her death are her first husband Ernest Twitchell, a great-grandson, Cort Elliott and her brothers and sisters Marie, Kenneth, Josephine, Neilsena, Keith, Carl and Melvin.

Surviving are Gen’s husband Rollo Wayment, sister Lorraine Garcia, daughter Tamara Twitchell and her daughters Amber and Tiffany, son Roger Twitchell and his wife Kara, their daughters Marty Elliott and husband Chris, and Carley Reynolds and husband Alex. Marty is the mother of Gen’s great grandson Wyatt (4yrs old) and is pregnant with Gen’s great-grand twins; Carley is pregnant with Gen’s next great-grandchild and by late spring Gen will have four great-grandchildren on the Twitchell side. Rollo is blessed to have five surviving children who have also been Gen’s children for the past 25 years, Steve Wayment and his wife Noreen, Dave Wayment and his wife Jillene, Bryan Wayment and his wife Linda, Lynnette and her husband Sheldon Harris and Craig Wayment. Rollo’s children are blessed with many children, grand children and great grandchildren.

Funeral services will be held Thursday, December 4, 2008 at 11:00 a.m. at Myers Mortuary, 845 Washington Blvd. in Ogden. Friends may call at Myers Mortuary on Wednesday, December 3rd from 6 to 8 p.m. and on Thursday from 10 to 10:45 a.m.

In lieu of flowers please donate to the Humane Society, 4242 South 300 West Murray, UT 84107, www.utahhumane.org. Adopt a pet, or feed the birds this winter.

Internment, Ogden City Cemetery.

Monday, December 01, 2008

Tagged, yo

Mindy tagged me for this one word thing, but I'm a bit of a rambler so we'll see just how well I do with that.

Where is your cell phone: desk
Where is your significant other: Work
Your hair color: Blonde
Your mother: caring
Your father: musical
Your favorite thing: Brian/fetus
Your dream last night: strange
Your goal: teach
The room you're in: office/pinball/sewing room
Your hobby: procrastination
Your fear: failure
Where do you want to be in 6 years: teaching
Where were you last night: couch
What you're not: tan
One of your wish list items: life
Where you grew up: Utah/California/Nevada/Idaho
Last thing you ate: chai
What are you wearing: pajamas
Your TV: big
Your pet: sleeping
Your computer: black
Your mood: relaxed
Missing someone: yes
Your car: Jetta
Something you're not wearing: socks
Favorite store: Night Flight
Your summer: fast
Love someone: duh
Favorite color: all
When was the last time you laughed: an hour or so ago
When was the last time you cried: Friday
And TAG: Lianna, Starlynn, & Jessica