Monster Jam

February 29, 2008 | Filed Under Sheldon, Brighton | 1 Comment 

Brighton and I went to Monster Jam at the Delta Center not too long ago. It was pretty cool. Our favorite part was when there were two real transformer-like cars that turned into robots. The lights went dark and one of them shot a fireball at the other. But next time we go, it will have to be somewhere open, outside or something, because all the exhaust in there was insane.

From Christmas

February 10, 2008 | Filed Under Holidays, Brighton | 1 Comment 

   

Late, I know, but here are some pictures around Christmas that I wanted to share, but didn’t get a chance to upload. There was a nice snow storm on Christmas Eve that Brighton and I had fun playing in, and some pictures of Brighton trying out some new PJs. More photos Here.

Waiting

February 9, 2008 | Filed Under Architecture | Leave a Comment 

x - 3 references
x - transcripts and GRE scores
x - application fee
x - M.ARCH application
x - education goals / statement
x - portfolio (36 pages)

x - EXHALE

The graduate application process isn’t something one likes to do over. For one thing, there is the process of trying to get references again. Then there are the application fees, including sending your scores. My portfolio didn’t cost too much to print and bind and ship. But hopefully I get in. There’s always that inner questioning going on,

….maybe I should have made this part of my statement of portfolio stronger, or omitted this or that….

Oh well, it’s out of my hands now. We’ll see.

Passing of a Prophet

February 5, 2008 | Filed Under God, Brighton, Church | 2 Comments 

Brighton and I had the chance to go to the viewing of President Hinckley at the Conference Center over the weekend. Brighton said he really wanted to see the Prophet. We headed over there after I got off work and went to the visitor’s center at Temple Square first, watching clips of President Hinckley’s talks, and waited there until the lines let up enough, so we could wait inside the building, as the cold outside was stinging.

After a few hours in line, we made it to the Hall of the Prophets, and walked by the casket. I held Brighton as we passed. Later, we both talked about it, about how President Hinckley was a great man. We both commented on how peaceful he looked. Almost like he was sleeping there. Dressed in white. Brighton and I talked about how it was his body that had died, but that his soul, his spirit, was with Jesus, and also with his wife…and that he was likely watching the services. Brighton thought that was a good thing.

I really like these words:

The Quorum of the Twelve Apostles:

“Members of the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles express our heartfelt love and admiration for President Gordon B. Hinckley and the singular life of service he lived. He was our prophet, our leader, our brother and our friend. We feel a deep, personal loss at his passing. He unfailingly demonstrated his devotion to the Lord Jesus Christ, whose witness he was at home and abroad.

“We will miss his wit and his wisdom, his leadership and his love. However, we cannot but rejoice in his reunion with his beloved Marjorie, with his parents and other family members who have gone before, and with the prophets of God, both ancient and modern, among whose eternal ranks he now stands. As the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles we echo the voice of the Master, ‘Well done, thou good and faithful servant. … Enter into the joy of thy Lord.’ “