Holiday Bryn and Arnold

Hi guys, it's me... Roostifer Jane, Mom's busy getting Christmas things done, the house is decorated like Halloween, and it's 7 days before her birthday. Mom is one crazy mixed up Chick, but there is always a method behind her madness. I already put my Christmas list in, I want a dolphin, pony, snowy machine, and a unicorn. That's all. I know she can pull it off, Mom's magic. I wanted to tell you of our Holiday Bryn. That gal... Mom knew she was up to something fantastic. Well... she was just hanging out with Maria Shriver in the ladies room at Sun Valley. Then she shasyahed her little bad self over to Arnold.. yep yep. , the Governor of poor ole California. Man 'O' man, Bryn can make a holiday out of anything, that's why mom calls her Holiday Bryn, who knows who she meets and greets when working first class in the skies. So.... lets see...Mitt and the Romney;s, Jon and the Huntsman's, Dennis the Rodman, the Kennedy's, and the Schwarzenegger. Jo Lo and Bennifer at Sundance Film Festival just to name a few. It's great to be friends with Holiday Bryn, she has the best stories. As for me... well... I got groomed, so I pouted, and Mom went out of her way to spoil me so I wouldn't be mad at her( my pouting works every time) Poor Mom..." Lolo what are we gonna do with Mom? love her..just love her, that's all we can do" We are on the count down of 32 days before her little baby goat Lolo comes home. Are excited or what?. Well I guess Mom's putting up the Christmas stuff already. I can't keep her down, I have to bark my self silly to get her to take an afternoon rest with me.. Oh... yeah... I am getting quite popular in my pink Mercedes Benz buggy. I just wave my little paw like a beauty queen, circle.. circle or twist of the wrist like Queen Elizabeth. One evening the Paparazzi was out in full force. Have you seen my face lately? I am adorable. Alas... my time has run out, Lolo is doing great, and writing stories that make Mom cry a river, tears in her ears I could go on, but you get the picture. Mom's a cry baby, we need to toughen her up. Grandpa in the garden says she wears her heart on her sleeve, what ever that means. She just says she's tender. Okay Mom... I gotcha back. " Stay on the Right Side of the Light Side" and make your Christmas lists out early this year, I'll even help you, I know Santa. Love from Roostifer Jane and a very busy missionary mom.
PS. Lolo's new address is Peter Whitmore farmhouse,or the main office written in red to the left. : }

17 months of blessings

Hi gang, friends, family, dogs and cats, cougars and pet fishes,
Wow !! It's getting close, she's almost home. I can't bring myself to believe it. Everyone says'It went by so fast" , And it did. As I have Roostifer Jane draped over my shoulder, I try to find the words that will be inspiring, heart felt, loving, caring and grateful to all of you who have helped Laura and Me out for 17 months. The encouraging letters from family and friends. The " how's our missionary doing" echoing from the church halls and neighborhood patio's. The financial help from friends and family who wanted to contribute, because they believe in missionary's , their purpose , admiration and the sacrifices they make. The friends who made commitments to give each month for the 18 months, through the world recession and their own recession faithfully dipped into their pockets and helping. Oh.... what promised blessings you will receive. It has been 17 months of health issues, tears and worry. It has been 17 months of trips to the hospital, some in the middle of the night. It is learning about letting others serve you, and letting them receive those blessings. It has been 17 months of fasting and praying for our Lolo, It has been 17 months of Heavenly Fathers tender mercies, for learning and spiritual growth. It has been 17 months of relying upon the Father to watch and protect over us and never feel alone or lonely. When the Mission President asked Laura if she wanted to stay in Palmyra or go else where. Of course, Laura said " I'll go where you need me" So when I received a quick note saying she was at the Peter Whitmore Farmhouse Residence, and still gives tours at Church Historic sites. I felt joy in knowing she is finishing up her mission serving on sacred grounds. I thank Heavenly Father daily for her protection and experiences. Too many to write, but she has them faithfully recorded, I would like to think just as Nephi of old. Words can not describe how much I have missed my missionary, side kick and faithful daughter. However, in all the affliction's we both have faced, it has been the most humbling, and wonderful 17 months I will ever experience. The letters I have received from Lolo show her growth, faith and love for Jesus Christ. In her letters, she describes to me the miracles that happen on a daily basis. There are no coincidences with the Lord involved. His faithful walk the streets in humid, hot, cold rainy weather, trying to spread the gospel to all in such little time. These missionary's know the Plan of Salvation so well, they want everyone to have a chance to hear the message. The countdown is 38 days and the red haired -tired -swollen and bruised feet, sweet, gentle spirit missionary ... my daughter will be home. Then we have to catch-up, that could weeks or even months, so if you don't see me you can assume I am in a quiet spot with my daughter listening to her read her journal, with Roostifer Jane happily in- between us.
Our Holiday Bryn had a birthday, so hopefully I'll get a telegram telling me in detail just where she went. Amazon, Philippines, Africa, ya never know with Holiday Bryn. I am living my world traveling through her. HAPPY BIRTHDAY HOLIDAY BRYN. We love you and your spunky, funky bad self. To everyone... cougar included.. we love you and are so grateful for your friendship and support. " Stay on the Right Side of the Light Side" love from a missionary mom Kathy

The last transfer for Lolo !!

Hi folks, this will be short... Laura was transferred yesterday to Seneca Falls NY. I do not have an address yet, but will post as soon as I get it. Hopefully tomorrow. The thing I like about this transfer is that Seneca Falls has a nickname...Sneaky Falls... very fitting for Lolo. Also it was a place where women's movements and equal rights were started there Like Amelia Bloomer, who made it possible for women to wear trousers. So that is how the name bloomers got started. They named the trousers after Lilly Bloomer. I love folk tales. Hope many more are to come. Stay on the Right Side of the Light Side. and to be continued..............love a missionary Mom for 42 more days. Kathy

49 days...REALLY?????

Hi everyone, It's me Roo again. Me and Mom were just talkin today about the excitement of Lolo's return and we both agree that it was easier to send her off, than the anticipation of her homecoming. Before the MTC, We were packing for weeks and Lolo was reading Preach My Gospel. The house was destroyed, cuz Mom was gonna have plenty of time to organize it all perfectly. Mom was gonna sleep, walk, send boxes to Lolo and scrapbook. Well... who threw the monkey wrench in that plan? It's been nothing like we planned. Mom did send Lolo a box everyday she was at the MTC, full of treats for her and her new missionary pals. To date.. Mom has sent approx. 51 boxes to New York. I said " Mom. I think Lolo knows you love and adore her.....51 boxes...really?..... Well guess who is the most popular Mom in the mission field. Yep... Yep... our Mom. Once Lolo was settled in Rochester, Mom received a nice letter from President Hemmingway, in the letter he said" thank you for sending such a well prepared daughter to serve the Lord" Like Uncle Doyle always says" Preparation is a Wonderful thing" I am really loving my nightly strolls in my pink Mercedes Benz. I wave my little paw like a pageant queen at everyone, and say things like yo..yo, and whad up? and have you seen my cute face lately. Then all the little kiddies like to pet my head cuz I am so soft and smell so good. My secret....Juicy Couture, I have the whole set..Lolo got it for me. I am learning to sleep like a real person. Instead of sleeping on Mom's head like a Russian Hat, I have learned how to spoon like big people. Speaking of spoon, Lolo invented it, she is the best. Mom calls her a healer when she puts her red head in-between Mom's shoulder blades. Just think Mom will get Laura back in 49 days. We will be very busy at our house making sure the house is ready for our missionary's return. We are just so proud of our little Lolo, she got to visit Niagara Falls and had a fun day. She could get one more transfer before she comes home. President Hemmingway asked her if she would like to stay in Palmyra or full time in another town? She said " I'll go where you need me the most" Lolo is my idol. She has served so faithfully and loves everyone, even pigs. As long as she doesn't love Porky more than me, I'm down. Okay.. Mom promised that she would get serious and write some miracles next time. There are so many, I think she doesn't know where to start. Gee ...Mom is so proud of Lolo, I 'm planning to go on a mission, so Mom will think I am better than Ice cream too ! We think Holiday Bryn is in Swiss Days this weekend. So we will get postcards from that adventure. We need to head down stairs to pray and sing ( my -oh -my) I just wanted to tell you all how much we love and appreciate all your letters and support. We wouldn't have made it without all your help. Be safe this Labor Day weekend we don't want our friends hurt. As always" Stay on the Right Side of the Light Side"
And check out 2 Nephi 2:2 and Alma 37:37, those are just 2 of our favorites. we love you guys !!
Oh... Grandma in the garden and Papa are coming in a couple weeks, Yayyy !! I am so excited.
Love Roo the Diva, and a missionary Mom.

A Siren... No just Mom.

Hi gang.. I think Roostifer Jane has taken over Mom's blog. I really wanted to voice my concern over Mom's singing voice... well.. let's face it... SHE CAN'T SING !! Like I've said before,we have our nightly roostine, walk in my pink Mercedes, showers, Conan O'Brien ( he's so funny) prayers, scriptures, and 3 primary songs. Talk about a tin -ear -tone -deaf wanna be Spice Girl. It's so sad, she tries so hard. It takes all my mighty strength to not howl at the moon. The crazy thing is , she won't stop trying to get those high notes. My poor cute little ears are just throbbing in pain by the time the 3 songs are over. Poor Mom... "Lolo... what are we gonna do with Mom? Just love her, that's all we can do ... is love her" At least I am not a circus Zebra dog anymore. I have faith the ambien nights are over. Mom flushed those hallucinogenics down the loo. Life at night was getting just a bit too dangerous. Don't get me wrong, I like living on the edge, but the night she put me in my Benz... then put the Benz in the front seat of Pimpy and propped me up like a "loser" in the car and raced to the post office to mail a package for Lolo. My nerves were shot by time we made it safely home. As Grandma G.G. used to say " God bless it, we're home" never rang truer. Lolo is doing really good, and we are praying she stays in Palmyra to finish up her service. We like the fact that she can see the Palmyra Temple and teaches on the Historic Sites. Quiet nights in the Sacred Grove with the fire flies twinkling in the grove sounds like Heaven. We are planning on having our Lolo home on the 21 st if October. That is 2 months or 9 weeks, or 63 days from today. Yayyyyy Lolo !! Then Mom can say " Well done my wonderful daughter...you did it", and boy oh boy is she proud. Why just this morning we were thinking about her departure at the MTC, when she had to say the closing prayer in front of 500 peeps. It seems like just yesterday she left. Mom and me both agree that the "tender mercies" of a loving Heavenly Father help those long days just zoom on by. Now.... if we can get her singing under control : )
Like the church hymns say "Lift up your voice and sing" Mom's just following the rules. Did I tell you we got a post card from Holiday Bryn...from HONG KONG !! Oh..that Bryn, she's wild Spice Girl. Coffee , tea or lets just jet it across the Atlantic to seek out an adventure . One of these days, when Mom's done painting, carpets cleaned, beds freshened, me groomed, and Mom's roots are touched up ( she's a platinum -chained blond thru and thru) , Mom will tell you of the many last minute miracles of our Lolo, but for now, she just can't think about it. Remember that quivering lower lip and half smile, her emotions are too close to the surface, so until Mom can pull it together to actually pen the miracles Lolo has experienced, I'll be the one to say " Stay on the Right Side of the Light Side" Thank-you to all who support our Lolo with encouraging letters and love. We love you too. Love Roostifer Jane and a Trunky Missionary Mom.

Life's a Circus ! MOMMMMMM!!!!!

"Lolo ..... What are we gonna do with mom? love her, just love her" that little quaint little phrase is getting a bit old, when you're the Guinna pig living with her. This is Roostie, other wise known as the Zebra Maltese. I thought I hid the ambien, but like the Psych says' the sub-conscience remembers all" Mom listened to her sub-conscience and found the ambien, in a container in the Pimp mobile. She was really beat... I don't blame her, but come on. I am black and white like a mini circus Zebra. What was mom thinking.. I am counting the days Lolo gets home. I would dial 911 for help, but they wouldn't understand my voice. It seems to have an irritating effect on most people. I guess that is one of the reasons, I still love her, Mom puts up with crackers in the bed, me hogging the blankets, snoring, continually barking (so back -off it is my way of communicating) And she does sing me to sleep after prayers. It's been another tough week, no hospital trips, but when the pimp mobile exploded at the car wash intersection, Mom ran around it, in her dress , saying Hail Mary's. I thought... poor mom what else can happen to her, then while painting the bathroom she slipped and really, really banged up her leg, she is so pathetic sometimes, then her lip quivers and her half smile appears and all is forgiven. At night she takes me and my Pink Mercedes Benz out for a stroll and lets me run and play, then gives me water , no wonder I love her so much. Mom's last minute miracle was that, once she limped the dead pimp mobile to the car repair shop, they checked it out real good and said you need a new water pump, rack and pinion, $$$$$ etc. So a nice gent took her home to me, I tried to calm her, but she was so sad. One hour later the car guys called up and said. Ms Burns. Well.... your car.... only needs a exhaust hose. WHAT !!! That is our last minute miracle. Pimpy is once again a smooth ride and Mom scrubbed me raw with Princess Borgessee purple soap and I am pure whiteness once again. Ahhh..... Life if good.. now off to spoon and sing, and pray and read scriptures. Even thought mom painted me like a zebra in her sleep, I still love her despite her ambien nights. " Stay on the Right Side of the Light Side" and Holiday Bryn if you're running through the airport, don't trip and say a prayer for us while you are in the heavenly skies. And if you see me on the red-eye to Hong Kong rescue me. Love you Roo and a bit broken down Mommy missionary . But don't worry , I gots her back. oxoxox

Oh....Mom!!!

Hi its Roostie again, I snuck away from Mom while she is getting the paint out of her hair. Okay, it goes like this.....Mom didn't sleep Sunday nite cuz she went to the Gong's house for crazy -out -of -this -world yummy dinner, then they did this other adult thing where 60 students who are learning Chinese..ma..ma..ma..ma..ma... ( its a Chinese story Bro. Gong made up, and Susan tells it very well... ma) and listened to the famous Dr.Roger Keller speak about religions. Mom came home so fascinated with the brains these people walk around with she didn't sleep too good. The next nite, Mom gets up and says," I'm getting ice". That's pretty normal. But I wait.. and wait... and wait..I hear banging and noise, but that's mom when she sleep walks, so I wait and wait longer. A little while later, she is crawling back into bed and we resume spooning. Well.... surprise, surprise this morning. Mom has green hair, bed, clothes, ME!! covered in green paint !. She was up painting the bathroom in the middle of the night. I said" mom did you take a ambein? she slowly nods her head Yes. We looked at ourselves and laughed out loud, cuz we knew Lolo would love that story. Lolo has seen Mom sneak and hide snickers candy in her panties,get dressed up like a "woman of the evening" stilettos and all. make projects for Young Womens, make matching pajamas for us, she just cut the sleeves off her nightgown and they made a perfect nighty for me. Mom even remembered to make 4 legs holes..... all in her sleep... and always on ambien. We are weaning her off... before I end up on the red eye to China. Other than that.... all is well. Lolo doesn't have P-day until Thursday because of Zone Conference. So Mom will write about the "last minute miracle" along with other cool stuff. So Bryn.. lets all say it together, cuz I know you're running through the airport reading this: "Stay on the Right Side of the Light Side" and we will love ya later. love Roo Oh... PS. Mom did get pictures of Bryn in Hong Kong. Holiday Bryn even though I bark, I still love ya. Roo