tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28680575982594614872024-03-04T21:28:23.152-07:00Some Stuff...Kimi Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090578221331417172noreply@blogger.comBlogger484125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868057598259461487.post-34501346768520424752015-05-15T22:09:00.001-06:002015-05-15T22:09:54.648-06:00Easing InI slept in, loved nibblings, shared chocolates, and snacked like royalty at Fins Weekend Captain's Party. Tomorrow we're hitting the beach for sun and partying. This plan is really working out for me so far!Location:A Giant BedKimi Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090578221331417172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868057598259461487.post-23655596325739195462015-05-14T17:33:00.001-06:002015-05-14T17:33:27.452-06:00Eat, Pray, LoveThe last 4 years...scratch that...the last 33 years have been tough. I thought maybe it had all peaked 26 months ago. Maybe the most extreme of all emotions came during the weeks just before and just after my heart transplant? I didn't know how wrong I was going to be. How would I have guessed that being tough and strong and brave was just a cover and that eventually, provoked by the craziest Kimi Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090578221331417172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868057598259461487.post-65014870604225007972013-11-04T22:20:00.001-07:002013-11-04T22:20:15.761-07:00I am Grateful for: the lack of technology during my youth!Ugh! Poor kids today. They have many opportunities to publish the very worst of themselves on the regular. I have a few young Facebook Friends (children of my peers) and when they show up on my fees, 9 out of 9 times, I cringe.I cringe, in large part, because I have no confidence that I would not have also posted moody, passive, accusatory, entitled, and just plain dumb things. I was fortunate Kimi Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090578221331417172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868057598259461487.post-60016722406808895092013-11-03T22:13:00.000-07:002013-11-04T22:13:38.390-07:00I am Grateful for: TechnologyI can't imagine the last few years without all of the tools I literally hold in my hand. From the very important to the very frivolous, I have been successful in ways I could have never been without it:managing medsmanaging contactsmanaging appointmentsmanaging sanitymanaging social awarenessand on, and on, and on!Kimi Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090578221331417172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868057598259461487.post-27176951846481163602013-11-02T23:17:00.000-06:002013-11-03T01:17:18.023-06:00I am Grateful for: Good ConversationI am always game for a good adventure or first rate entertainment, but my favorite way to spend time with a friend is deep in good conversation, and a bowl of salsa. I am very fortunate to have many good discussion partners in my life. Kimi Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090578221331417172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868057598259461487.post-4917142784256115962013-11-01T23:39:00.001-06:002013-11-01T23:39:01.544-06:00I am Grateful for: LifeI get that being grateful for life can sound pretty cliche...but I really, really, really am so glad to wake up each morning and breathe. If it weren't so time consuming, or expensive, or come at such great sacrifice from another, I would suggest that everyone undergo heart transplant. I rarely get bugged, and never get angry. Most everything falls somewhere between "funniest thing all day" to moKimi Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090578221331417172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868057598259461487.post-36026075442050775572013-05-04T12:45:00.003-06:002013-05-04T12:46:33.372-06:00The KSL Story
Video and transcript here:
http://www.ksl.com/?nid=148&sid=25042732
Toward the end of 2012, I was introduced to Intermountain Donor Services (idslife.org) through a new friend who works as a procurement technician for bone and tissue donation. I signed up to participate in their volunteer training, learn how to best tell “my story” to a group, and assist at health fairs and speaking Kimi Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090578221331417172noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868057598259461487.post-14569344058017069402013-02-04T22:40:00.001-07:002013-02-04T22:40:08.316-07:00SmileI attended a satellite broadcast of a Josh Groban concert with my friend Sherrie Willey tonight. Josh sings the kinds of songs that make me contemplative and one song specifically caught my attention.
(a previous Groban performance)
(music written by Charlie Chaplin, 1936. lyrics added by John Turner and Geoffrey Parsons, 1954)
Smile though your heart is aching
Smile even though Kimi Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090578221331417172noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868057598259461487.post-76737287815867630702013-01-26T22:41:00.001-07:002013-01-26T22:41:30.188-07:00A Low-Effort Blog PostI get a lot of "encouragement" to blog regularly and I think about it...I even have a few dozen unpublished articles written in the archives...but when I received an email from an unidentified Uncle, I decided to give in to the promptings.
I'll make some effort the next few days to write in detail about some of the things that have been happening, but tonight I'll just give a quick bit...
TodayKimi Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090578221331417172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868057598259461487.post-79497451519145967962012-12-21T23:52:00.000-07:002012-12-22T00:59:30.241-07:00A Christmas TogetherJohn Denver and The Muppets...still my most favorite Christmas album of all time. (More for the memories than for the actual album, I think.)Kimi Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090578221331417172noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868057598259461487.post-82113766130780485392012-12-20T21:02:00.002-07:002012-12-20T21:02:54.957-07:00TravelingI hate to confess that I've now had more Christmases as an adult than I did as a child. So that also means that I've traveled more Christmases too. I've loved maintaining so many great friendships back home and Christmas has always been an exciting time for reunion. Being "stuck" in Salt Lake for Christmas this year might be one of my least favorite things about 2012...and 2012 has really given Kimi Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090578221331417172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868057598259461487.post-82733595123885682612012-12-19T20:53:00.000-07:002012-12-20T20:56:29.914-07:00Christmas BreakfastThe Denneys don't really do a formal Christmas Eve or Christmas Day formal dinner, but I still count on breakfast to have the same menu each year; scrambled eggs with cheese and ham, cherry pastry, wassail, and toast.
(Seriously mom, I still expect this...every year.)
Kimi Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090578221331417172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868057598259461487.post-8371099988879799542012-12-18T20:47:00.000-07:002012-12-20T20:53:44.821-07:00The Big RevealFor as long as we lived on Cherry Way, we saw Christmas morning exactly the same way each year. All of our bedrooms were upstairs and Brett (the youngest) would bounce between our rooms encouraging us to get out of bed. My mom and dad would go downstairs (dad to start the video camera, and mom to finish elvish touches) and we would line up, by age, on the stairs. And then, we the camera man gave Kimi Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090578221331417172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868057598259461487.post-2491154818991031052012-12-17T20:32:00.000-07:002012-12-20T20:47:45.735-07:00MoviesOur family typically attends a big blockbuster on Christmas afternoon. I don't remember exactly which movies we've seen, but I remember piling into the car together and hitting the theater. And I don't know that my favorite Christmas movie is one that we saw together, but The Elf with Will Ferrell might always be my favorite!Kimi Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090578221331417172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868057598259461487.post-17637091672213007382012-12-16T20:43:00.000-07:002012-12-20T20:43:41.875-07:00Company Christmas PartySo, you know what I don't miss about being employed? Having to attend a company Christmas Party. I appreciate that a lot of thought and effort is invested in these events...but maybe I never appreciated it enough. Or maybe I just worked too many hours each week to look forward to an entire evening with the people I'd just spent 60+ hours with. Or maybe this time of the year just really makes me Kimi Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090578221331417172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868057598259461487.post-88791820449597602202012-12-15T20:39:00.000-07:002012-12-20T20:39:31.880-07:00Gift WrappingI have almost always been the official family gift wrapper. I would climb down to the basement with bags of everyone's gifts and dive into my mom's collection of paper and tissue and ribbon and tags. There were even years when my mom when deliver a stack of unmarked boxes with instruction to resist the urge to peek inside and just wrap them with my name on them.
Even recent years have foundKimi Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090578221331417172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868057598259461487.post-76929498835630155252012-12-14T21:44:00.000-07:002012-12-14T21:44:03.154-07:00Doorstep SurprisesI remember driving home from some practice or game or rehearsal each night leading up to Christmas and being anxious to see what treat had been left by family friends or neighbors on the doorstep. There was never a shortage of goodie plates.Kimi Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090578221331417172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868057598259461487.post-48552531916330524022012-12-13T23:14:00.000-07:002012-12-14T00:17:40.877-07:0012 Days of ChristmasEvery year out family would identify at least one other family for 12 Days of Christmas. My mom deserves most of the credit, as she purchased fun gifts and wrote original limericks. We simply did the delivery/doorbell dash portion. The final night, Christmas Eve, we'd deliver a Christmas wreath and sing a couple carols and reveal ourselves as the sneaks. There was always a lot of laughter as we Kimi Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090578221331417172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868057598259461487.post-60883224805823812072012-12-12T23:06:00.000-07:002012-12-13T00:06:24.920-07:00Up on the Housetop...I remember a Christmas Eve night, some time after I had learned the "magic" behind Santa's feat, when I awoke in the middle of the night and heard noise on the roof. I sat up in my bed for awhile listening...and I kid you not, I heard jingle bells. I knew better than to expect any of that, and while my parents were dutiful in their part as magician assistants, they were never that dedicated. But Kimi Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090578221331417172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868057598259461487.post-35621873016214677742012-12-11T23:09:00.000-07:002012-12-13T09:31:09.064-07:00The LightsI remember looking forward to turning onto Cherry Way to see my home lit up in red and white.
Kimi Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090578221331417172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868057598259461487.post-76727241397455892822012-12-10T22:16:00.002-07:002012-12-10T22:16:31.306-07:00New TiresWhen I have to replace the tires on my car, it always occurs sometime between my birthday and Christmas. This year was no different and as I sat in the waiting area this afternoon I remembered a Christmas Miracle. Maybe 15 years ago, when I was making pitiful money and managing it poorly, I found myself up against Christmas break with bald tires and no money to replace them. I was going to miss Kimi Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090578221331417172noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868057598259461487.post-71768306582235234512012-12-09T23:07:00.000-07:002012-12-10T22:07:34.728-07:00ViolinsI started lessons over 30 years ago. I'm pretty decent for a non-professional musician, but I don't pull the violin out often. However, I can always count on dusting it off for the holiday season. Usually it's a church performance, but I can't help but test my memory each year to make sure I still know Jolly Old Saint Nicholas. It is a basic piece that, quite frankly, sounds terrible on the Kimi Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090578221331417172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868057598259461487.post-41294729628272284032012-12-08T22:03:00.000-07:002012-12-10T22:03:43.172-07:00SnowGrowing up in Denver and now living in Salt Lake means that when I close my eyes and picture Christmas, Christmas is covered in snow. So when the storm kicked in tonight to lay a few inches down over the top of the lights, I cheerfully tuned the radio to the carols and gave in to the spirit of it all.
I know that Arizona and Florida still celebrate the holiday, and talk about reindeer and snowmenKimi Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090578221331417172noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868057598259461487.post-41636674077709845782012-12-07T23:45:00.000-07:002012-12-08T08:46:25.118-07:00Grandpa BillPearl Harbor Day always causes me to remember my mom's Dad, Billy Beuford Sifford. He was a Colonel in the Air Force and completely lived up to the description of an honorable former military man.
Thinking of him led me to a Christmas memory that may have been the conclusion of the Denneys going anywhere for Christmas. The station wagon was packed tight with hidden gifts for the road trip to Kimi Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090578221331417172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868057598259461487.post-18280400448196053192012-12-06T22:19:00.000-07:002012-12-06T22:19:04.247-07:00CarolingMartha McMullin is the "hostess with the mostess" and has generously included our family in a night of laughter and singing for years. None of us are outstanding vocalists, but I think we were pretty fun to have show up on your porch!Kimi Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090578221331417172noreply@blogger.com0