Oh My Man I Love Him So

Who wouldn't love this adorable mug? This is little Paul Roger Michaelson at about six months old. I think I loved him right from here. I was looking down from heaven and thought, "There's the man I want to marry."Fast forward to April, 1970 and here we are. We were pretty good looking there. Paul was an studentbody officer at USU and I was the head songleader. We were a good match, I think.

Paul was a history major at USU before he went to Law School in Washington state. Here he is last fall at Gettysburg or maybe it's Valley Forge, I can't tell. He was in history hog heaven here. Thanks Laura and John for taking us everywhere.

This last picture of the two of us was taken a few years ago at a Michaelson gathering before Jake and Jaz went to Germany. Thanks Dave and Amy for allowing the crowd to gather and take pictures there at your beautiful back yard. Paul is never more happy than when "ma family" is all together.

Now that I'm a popular blogger . . .

Wow! This blogging is fun! Of course the most exciting part is reading the comments, half of which are from myself--ha! I didn't realize how easy blogging is. It only took one daughter to fix me up ("shake me up, Judy!"), and one granddaughter to make it prettier ("There's a pretty-ish little wallpaper there."). Thanks Missy and Grace! Now I just need one more person to help me with pictures. Who will that be?
I hope everyone enjoyed their fourth of July holiday. I am appreciating our independence more every year. Who knows how long it will last? Our leaders have warned us that if we are not righteous, we will lose our wonderful "land of promise" and our freedoms. As we have been reading Preach My Gospel, it is more evident to me that we must make the gospel our way of life. It has never been a Sunday only gospel, but I realize that I must make it more pervasive.
One of the memories that I have of the fourth of July is the year that Amy's robe caught on fire from the sparklers. That really scared me. I'm so thankful that she was not hurt badly. As I recall, she was singed a little but mostly on the robe. Do you remember anymore Amy?

My First Post (How special)

Today is July 2, 2009. It is also John and Gina's 15th wedding anniversary. Time seems to be flying by. It seems like yesterday that they were married. John forgot the wedding license and Hoss had to race back to their apartment to get it. All their grandparents were there (they are all passed away now) and I even seem to remember that Grandma Pearl was there too. Paul and I hosted a wedding breakfast in Logan at the Bluebird restaurant. It was lovely in the upper room with the tall pretty windows. Paul told several stories to embarrass John Paul and we all laughed. I think Gina's parents were worried about what kind of a family she was getting into. John and Gina had a lovely reception at the Institute building on campus. It was beautiful and loads of people from USU and Loganite relatives were there. They had "just" two other receptions: one in Las Vegas and one in Royal City, WA, where Gina's family was living at the time. The groom being the responsible party to get the flowers for all the celebrations, I (being mother of the groom) decided that a few of my artistic friends and I would make the bouquets and corsages out of silk flowers so that they would be available for all three receptions to be held over the next two weeks. I have since spent many sleepless nights worrying about poor Gina not having real fresh flowers for her wedding. I wish I could go back and do that again. I entitled my blog as "muddled memories" because there may be some mistakes here. Can you find any?