So while Dad was in Beijing he randomly got interviewed for National Public Radio(NPR) while he was bargaining for some name stamps he had made. Here's the link to listen to the interview. It's at the very end of the interview.
http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=93728825
Monday, August 25, 2008
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Aloha
We're back from a great trip to Hawaii. Here's a few pictures to check out.
Charina posing to the beat of a different drummer. Our cute niece, Corinne Harding,was our great tour guide and introduced us to fabulous bananna pancakes at the Hukelou Cafe.
So besides eating, we spent our time hanging out at the beach or watching the Olympics.
The girls at Sunset beach for dinner
Me, oh sorry hard to tell the difference, a seal who came every day to chill on the beach. We called him a samaritan. I'm not sure why but I think it's the same reason Krista was stung by a jelly bean. Hmmmm......
The time difference (4 hours) had us up before the sun for the first couple of days. This is Krista right outside our house at sunrise.
A favorite past time of the beach bums.
This is Charina's Ariele pose.
And while watching the Olympics the girls discovered a fine speciman for a future husband (it's the guy who knocks down the Greek parthanon while throwing the discus.) Oh, brother it was after all an all girls trip.
ALOHA
Charina posing to the beat of a different drummer. Our cute niece, Corinne Harding,was our great tour guide and introduced us to fabulous bananna pancakes at the Hukelou Cafe.
So besides eating, we spent our time hanging out at the beach or watching the Olympics.
The girls at Sunset beach for dinner
Me, oh sorry hard to tell the difference, a seal who came every day to chill on the beach. We called him a samaritan. I'm not sure why but I think it's the same reason Krista was stung by a jelly bean. Hmmmm......
The time difference (4 hours) had us up before the sun for the first couple of days. This is Krista right outside our house at sunrise.
A favorite past time of the beach bums.
This is Charina's Ariele pose.
And while watching the Olympics the girls discovered a fine speciman for a future husband (it's the guy who knocks down the Greek parthanon while throwing the discus.) Oh, brother it was after all an all girls trip. ALOHA
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
She's beautiful!
I just got back from LA with some pictures of beautiful Ally Mirann Linde. I can report she is as sweet as they come. She is patient and has a wise countenance. Her cute dimples already get her whatever she wants. Jamie is such a good mom and LaDon is a cute Dad. Aunt Charina got to come along for the trip and she and Ally are already good friends. We're sure glad she's here!
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Welcome Linde Baby!
NEWS FLASH!
HEALTHY LINDE BABY ARRIVES AT 10:09 on Thursday, 31 July 08. Congratulations to Jamie and Ladon! Mom and baby are doing great after an all-night labor.
She is 7 lbs, 14 ounces.
21 and a half inches long.
Lots of dark hair.
Awake, with a sweet nature.
One dimple.
And already we love her!
We'll have pictures and a full report soon.
Love GrandBill
HEALTHY LINDE BABY ARRIVES AT 10:09 on Thursday, 31 July 08. Congratulations to Jamie and Ladon! Mom and baby are doing great after an all-night labor.
She is 7 lbs, 14 ounces.
21 and a half inches long.
Lots of dark hair.
Awake, with a sweet nature.
One dimple.
And already we love her!
We'll have pictures and a full report soon.
Love GrandBill
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Some Catch-up Videos
The Roys have been moving fast these days, so it's been difficult to keep the blog updated--sorry!
You might enjoy some of these videos:
--Our river cabin in Nauvoo.
--A seal on the beach of Shelter Cove yelling at us.
--Some tall trees in the Redwoods.
--Krista running up the side of a tree (sort of).
Enjoy! Love, Dad
You might enjoy some of these videos:
--Our river cabin in Nauvoo.
--A seal on the beach of Shelter Cove yelling at us.
--Some tall trees in the Redwoods.
--Krista running up the side of a tree (sort of).
Enjoy! Love, Dad
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Suprise, Mom!
Perhaps you all can recall the incident with my glow in the dark basketball? Its slow motion and unexpected disappearance to the wallowing depths of the tunnel/ditch? My desparation for it to return? The providencial chance that mom drove up just as Charina lowered me face first into the ditch to retrieve said ball, and everyone was then present to watch me stare death in the face? And of course, our victory in successfully retrieving the ball? Yes, indeed, a story worth repeating throughout the ages, and one I never thought I'd wish to relive in any way.
Switch gears with me for a second.
What kind of things would come to your mind if I said...
Sydney?
Hmm.. Gross, maybe, fat, ugly, old, hairy, dirty, opera house, lazy, undesirable, suprisingly obese, and because I feel cruel being truthful, maybe cute or nice.
But mostly just gross, right?
(That's even a flattering picture)
Well, Mom, the hero non-bottom feeder of this family, decided to take some good initiative and bathe the poor beast. We were all impressed with her bravery and skill, and a... cleaner Sydney (she's pretty much stained) was a welcome sight. One hair covered lawn, broken hair brush and hose down later, Mom wiped her hands and leashed Syd to the door, calling Bum and I to watch her and make sure she didn't return miserably to her little niche under the deck. Sorry, Mom....
We took too long to get downstairs, and arrived only to see Syd's fluffy tail disappearing to DirtLand beneath the deck.
Well, of course, we had to devise some way to get her out of there and rewash her before Mom came home and saw her hard work gone away. But there was no getting Sydney out, even after we sprayed some water down where she might have been laying. The only choice, my patient audience, was for me to call upon my basketball retrieving skills and slither back to the wretched creature.
Adamantly, she remained where she was, but Summer ingeniously crafted a long stick with a cigar pretzel duck taped to the end, and I was able to tempt Sydney inch by inch- meaning of course- I had to stare her snarling, upset, grouchy, growling snout (synonomous with death) in the face. What a fright! Never before have I actually seen hatred glow in someone's eyes, but my dirt covered body shivered in fear from the gleam in Sydney's. Doug helped by actually grabbing Sydney's leash and dragging her out for the last four feet or so.
We rebathed her and innocently smiled when Mom came home, not mentioning the incident. Little did she know I had crawled underneath the deck and got Sydney,so suprise, mom! it was a fine adventure, but my stomach got scratched up-at least I wasn't nine months pregnant!(oh, wait, people in that situation just climb 10 ft. fences. Good one, Jame!)
Switch gears with me for a second.
What kind of things would come to your mind if I said...
Sydney?
Hmm.. Gross, maybe, fat, ugly, old, hairy, dirty, opera house, lazy, undesirable, suprisingly obese, and because I feel cruel being truthful, maybe cute or nice.
But mostly just gross, right?
(That's even a flattering picture)
Well, Mom, the hero non-bottom feeder of this family, decided to take some good initiative and bathe the poor beast. We were all impressed with her bravery and skill, and a... cleaner Sydney (she's pretty much stained) was a welcome sight. One hair covered lawn, broken hair brush and hose down later, Mom wiped her hands and leashed Syd to the door, calling Bum and I to watch her and make sure she didn't return miserably to her little niche under the deck. Sorry, Mom....
We took too long to get downstairs, and arrived only to see Syd's fluffy tail disappearing to DirtLand beneath the deck.
Well, of course, we had to devise some way to get her out of there and rewash her before Mom came home and saw her hard work gone away. But there was no getting Sydney out, even after we sprayed some water down where she might have been laying. The only choice, my patient audience, was for me to call upon my basketball retrieving skills and slither back to the wretched creature.
Adamantly, she remained where she was, but Summer ingeniously crafted a long stick with a cigar pretzel duck taped to the end, and I was able to tempt Sydney inch by inch- meaning of course- I had to stare her snarling, upset, grouchy, growling snout (synonomous with death) in the face. What a fright! Never before have I actually seen hatred glow in someone's eyes, but my dirt covered body shivered in fear from the gleam in Sydney's. Doug helped by actually grabbing Sydney's leash and dragging her out for the last four feet or so.
We rebathed her and innocently smiled when Mom came home, not mentioning the incident. Little did she know I had crawled underneath the deck and got Sydney,so suprise, mom! it was a fine adventure, but my stomach got scratched up-at least I wasn't nine months pregnant!(oh, wait, people in that situation just climb 10 ft. fences. Good one, Jame!)
Monday, July 21, 2008
Another Great Week!
Greetings All:
We had another memorable week! We went to see the Palmyra Pageant, then Vick and the girls went to Kirtland (I had to fly home to give a speech), and then we went to the Nauvoo Pageant. It was all wonderful. Here are some highlights:
--We stayed at the Palmyra Inn, just a half mile from the Smith family farmhouse and Sacred Grove. If you walk to the grove from the Inn, you'll pass the Stake center and Temple. Gorgeous!
--After sitting in the Sacred Grove for a spell, we could all testify that Joseph Smith did indeed see a vision there.
--We met the Merrills at Palmyra, and enjoyed some touring and the AMAZING PAGEANT. We'd sure like to be part of the cast next summer--we'll see how it goes. The pageant is quite a production, and a wonderful summary of the Book of Mormon. It's hard to believe that a group of volunteer church members pull it off so magnificently well . . . .
--The girls saw the Kirtland temple, the school of the prophets, etc. No pics here, but they have lots of good memories.
--I flew home to give a speech (tribute to the retiring Olympic coach).
--Nauvoo was great. Just being in that rich midwest farmland was enough to recharge me for another year. We saw the pageant, which is a great story of the Saints in Nauvoo. The closing number is stunning (spoiler: President Hinckley speaks. It's breathtaking!)
--We toured Old Nauvoo the next day: The bakery, tin shop, brickmaker, BLACKSMITH (the best), and other interesting sites. I could spend several days there, no prob. We also toured John Browning's home and gun shop, quite interesting. Lots of fun!
--We stayed in a small "cabin" home on the river. Quaint and gorgeous. We loved it!
--We came home saturday evening at about 8:40 PM, and Summer was at the dance at the Broadmoor building 45 minutes later. Wow!
--This week we're off to the Redwoods in California, then I start work on Friday at my new job. Haven't heard about my new job? That will be in another blog . . . .
Until then, have a great summer!
PS: Jamie is in her last stages of pregnancy, so that baby could arrive at any time. Keep her in your prayers!
Love,
Dad
PS: Remember that if you click on the picture collage, it will expand to full screen.
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