Fisher Family

Fisher Family

Monday, February 5, 2018

Monday, February 5, 2018

Super busy weekend.  McCabe had a fabulous 11th birthday.  He had 10 friends over for pizza, donuts, ice cream, cake, and games.  We played are you smarter than a fifth grader.  The boys loved that.  They would purposely answer incorrectly so they could get a dum-dum sucker.  We ate pizza followed by a donut eating contest followed by a cup racing game.  After opening presents, only about 4 boys ate cake and ice cream.  The rest headed downstairs to play.  We still had games to play but the boys just wanted to do their own thing which consisted of playing on walkie-talkies and wrestling in the ball pit.  When the moms came to pick up the kids, the boys emerged from the basement all sweaty and red in the face.  It was an unexpected sight, but the boys all had a good time.





Monday we went to Texas Roadhouse with Nana Hefner Hansen and Lynn to celebrate McCabe’s birthday.  It is always to fun to see them.  We talked a lot about accounting and finances.  Lynn is an accountant.  When the food arrived, no one was hungry because we filled up on rolls and cinnamon butter.  So we boxed up the food and ate it the next day.  We did not leave the restaurant until we got a picture of McCabe on the see-saw birthday horse…..Yee Haw!

I got my jacket finished and wore it to church.  It is so vibrant and fun.  I really do enjoy sewing.  I plan on making Jacinda an outfit.  She sent a picture.  I will see how good I can do without a pattern.  I just make things up as I go.


We got the computers moved downstairs into the basement.  Now the craft room is the computer/game room.  It is fabulous.  Tim has his office back and will start working from home within the next month.  I will miss him.  I liked it when he would come and eat lunch with me or surprise me with flowers.  He spoils me and I love it.

Monday, January 29, 2018

Monday, January 29, 2018

McCabe received his arrow of light this past week.  He and Tim worked very hard to make sure it happened.  We are also planning McCabe’s birthday party for Friday.  He is going to be 11.  I cannot believe how big he is getting.  He can be the sweetest boy when things go his way, but when things do not go his way, that is another story.  Tim and I are trying to teach McCabe to cope a little better when situations do not go how he wants.  For example, he did not get to go to a gas station to buy chips.  His reaction is to stomp off and get angry at anyone in his way.  Tim and I try to talk to McCabe to inform him that a better way to deal is to realize that things will not go his way and to accept it or post pone and get the items at a later date.  This is a challenging lesson.


Teagan is wanting to change his name again.  Yesterday he wanted to be “M-adocious.”  This morning he wants his name to be “T-adocious.”  I cannot keep up with all these name changes.  So I usually call him, “big T,” or “sweetness.”  It works and he responds.  I got to visit Teagan last night for bed time.  He was holding my hand and rubbing my cheek.  He is so sweet.  These are gestures I usually do to him and he was copying me.  I just love it.
Xadia is the queen of pancake crepes.  Every moment she gets, she wants to make a meal and it is usually pancake crepes with blueberries and whipped cream.  I am so glad this little eight-year-old wants to cook but the mess is so big.  I am usually the one cleaning the stove and the mixing bowl.  Xadia is also a very active and intuitive girl.  While playing with Leilani, they decided to find the billiard balls that accidently ended up in the ball pit.  They bagged 6 huge trash bags full of balls.  They neatly placed the filled bags against the wall.  They have a long way to go.  There are about 15,000 balls in the ball pit.  One trash bag looks like it holds around 200 balls.  They did find half of the billiard balls.  I hope they find the rest soon so we can put the balls back in the pit before they end up all over the floor.
Jacinda just gave her first lesson in young women’s.  It was on the Holy Ghost.  I know she did a great job.  That girl has so much spiritual knowledge that she is an asset to the kingdom of God.  We got to visit last night.  Her 13 year-old concerns consist of wanting a variance to Mill Creek Jr. High and not being able to take 3D art.  Of course I listened but there are such bigger concerns such as getting her room decluttered and cleaned and washing her jackets so she has some clothes to wear tomorrow.  I also go to scrape the warts on her foot.  Originally there were 5 now we are down to 2.  It is taking months for those things to go away but at least they are going.
Tim is working on the blueberry this week.  He is trying to hitch a wench to it.  Of course we don’t have all the pieces and the Polaris shop only sells the items in a kit and we don’t need a kit, just a few individual pieces.  (Another good reason to use Amazon.)
I am working on my jacket.  I have the jacket part done and now working on the lining.  I am not using a pattern.  I am combining my likes from different pictures on the internet into one creation.  I am surprised as how easy the ruffles were to sew.  The part that took the longest was the tail.  I did not like the pleats so I had to do some modifying.  I will be good not sewing for a few months after this project is done. I do love my new sewing machine but the urges to sew come in spurts.  Jacinda wants to make an outfit.  She showed me a picture.  It is very steampunk.  I want to help her make it.  She would look fabulous in it.

Monday, January 22, 2018

Monday, January 22, 2018

Super busy week with work, kids, and playing.  Friday we finally got some snow.  We took advantage of that on Saturday by sledding at the old stake center.  It was so fun.  McCabe took his friends, Cayden Kister, Cohen Haddock, and Kyle Nielson.  Teagan took Gabe Haddock and Kade Mcpheter.  Xadia saw her friend Afton there and so those two sledded together.  Jacinda was at Brooklyn’s house (we missed her).  Tim and I had a great time ridding on sleds and racing the kids.  I drove the suburban with half the group.  Tim drove the blueberry and froze the other half of the group. 
After sledding, everyone came to our house for dinner.  We had apple slices, turkey stroganoff, brown rice, and garlic bread. Gabe, who is 5 said, “I am so full, but I don’t want to stop eating because this is so good.”  Tim told Gabe he could come to our house any time with and attitude like that.  It made Tim really happy since he made the stroganoff.
Last week was a short week in honor of Martin Luther King and the end of the term. The kids stayed home and played the computer and did lots coloring.  When Tim and I got home from work, we played snakes and ladders and sleeping queens with Xadia and Teagan.  We also played a game or two of mancala.  It is really funny playing with the younger kids.  Xadia likes to look at the queen cards before placing them face down.  She does a great job memorizing the placement of the Rose Queen.  Now when I play that game with her she says, “I am not going to cheat.”  She has been doing a good job so far.  But the truth is, I don’t care.  It is more about spending time with the kids.  Eventually I will crack down on the dishonesty.
This week I look forward to Jacinda playing church basketball and coming with me to cocoa and conversations at the church.  She gets to babysit while I attend the activity.  I am also looking forward to helping Jacinda with math.  She is adding and subtracting negative fractions.  McCabe is memorizing part of the Gettysburg address.  So I am planning on reciting that a few times this week with him.  I am also hoping to finish my latest creation.  I am sewing a jacket and making up the pattern as I go.  I love my full life.

Thursday, January 18, 2018

      We had such a great winter break.  I finally got around to putting together a movie of our trip to California.  We went to the Ballard's Christmas party.  Then we had Christmas at Chris and Tricia's house.  We went to Lego Land, the beach, and saw the Rose Parade.  It was fun filled and very busy.  I loved every minute of it.


Sunday, January 14, 2018

Monday, January 15, 2018

      The funeral went well.  I loved seeing the family.  I put together a movie displaying all that happened.  The pictures do a better job of explaining.



Wednesday, December 20, 2017

Wednesday, December 20, 2017

      I got the honor to write my dad's obituary.  He did not want one but we wanted to celebrate his life.  Below is a copy of what I wrote.
Myron Ray Nalder, son of Joseph and Helen Williams Nalder.  Born January 25, 1938 in Ogden, Utah and died December 13, 2017 in Las Vegas, Nevada.  Myron was the oldest of four children.  He was raised in Ogden, served a LDS mission in the Brussels/France Mission, and married Linda Blackham on March 29, 1970.  After Linda’s passing, he married Gigi Johnson on October 25, 2008.
Dad did not want an obituary, but it would be so “uncouth” to dismiss such a character without some sort of commemorative tribute. So just as you would start all our family trips with the roll call, “Fire One!”  Well here comes “fire two, three, and so forth.”  This is a tribute to you dad from all your children.
You were a scholar of books and loved to read.  You reveled in expanding your vernacular and imposing it on your children. 
You were a fine connoisseur of cars with an affinity towards the Ford Tarus, especially the ones with the weakest of transmissions.
You loved listening to classical music and working in the yard.  If there was ever a house or yard project, you had a roll of duct tape nearby to do the job.
You had no time for ignominy for you loved dancing in the grocery store to elevator music or whistling “Zip-a-Dee-Doo-Dah” out loud for all to hear. 
You had a fashion sense that would rival any designer.  You sported hot pink pants long before the color “pink” became cool to wear.  Your festive tradition of wearing a green and red plaid wool suit to church around Christmas time set you a bar above the rest.  But I think the favorite was the “hang loose” clam diggers you wore while doing yard work.  Those pants just screamed “Myron.” 
If you could surround yourself with food, the staples would be nuts, cherry cordials, big orange circus peanuts, Necco wafers, nips, ice cream, and an occasional drink of “scuzz.”
During the bitter cold Utah winters, you kept the basement fire stove going even to the point where the sides glowed orange and the room was too hot to enter.
As your daughters got older and more “fair,” you often told them to blacken a tooth and put a brick on their heads to keep the boys away. 
“How are my babes! How are my babes!” Is what you would say when you wanted to know how your grandchildren were doing.  When the grandchildren came to visit, you would take them in your arms and go outside to have them shake the trees.
If a birthday slipped your mind a time or two, we always knew you loved us. You taught us that “wisdom is more precious than rubies,” and to be “heavy on the love.”
You will be missed but your legacy will continue to thrive through 6 children, 19 grandchildren, and one wife.  You will be laid to rest at a graveside service in Farmington, Utah Friday, December 22, 2017 at 11:00 am. 

Tuesday, December 19, 2017

Tuesday, December 19, 2017

It is hard to explain how I am feeling.  There are a lot of emotions that surround me.  My father passed away Wed. 12/13/2017.  I was not expecting this for a few more months.  I am glad that he is not suffering but I am sad that both of my parents are gone from this Earth.  There was comfort in knowing that I could call dad any time and he would answer.  Now I am left feeling empty and orphaned.  I rely a lot on Tim and my work.  Tim is there to hold me when I breakdown in tears.  My job keeps me focused on other things and allows me to get out and be productive.  I have to admit that I am surprised by all the support and prayers.  People have been so good to me and my family.  I love my ward and my friends.  They are priceless.
The grave side will be Friday.  Dad will be buried next to mom in the Farmington, Utah cemetery.  I hope they had a good reuniting in heaven.  It will be exciting to see if they are a little different in heaven than on earth. 
The kids are taking the death well.  Of course they were not really close to my dad, but my dad sure loved them.  I will miss the flashlights wrapped in a $10 bill he gave each year for Christmas.  That was always a fun tradition.  Every time I see one of those dollar store flashlights around the house, I think of my dad.  A few things I remember about my dad are: loving milk chocolate cherry cordials, necco wafers, pink pepp-o-mints, always saying, “heavy on the love.”  I swear his favorite scripture was proverbs 8:11, “For wisdom is more precious than rubies and nothing you desire can compare with it.”  He always quoted that around the house.  Every time we would leave for a family trip he would say, "fire one," and then the rest of the kids would reply, "fire two," "fire three," and so forth.  He also loved burnt almond fudge ice cream and cranberry juice.  He would buy a large container of juice and to make sure the kids did not drink it, dad would spit a loogie in it.  Dad was also a constant reader.  He loved to read a variety of books.  Sometimes he would go to the dollar store and stock up on books.  He got his library card cut up because he would borrow so many books and never return them.  Most likely because he left his books everywhere.  Dad also loved classical music.  I don’t think he had a favorite composer but he would spend hours listening to Bach, Beethoven, Mozart, Vivaldi, etc…  A more contemporary song he liked was “Send in the Clowns.”
Dad was also one of the cheapest men I knew.  Once when we were going to Disneyland he gave a speech about how we can buy all the candy and goodies we wanted.  It didn’t matter if it was junk food.  Then he proceeds to hand each of us a dollar.  He was creative in his own right.  Once he made a floatation device out of bubble wrap and duct tape…..and used a variety of methods to insulate the house (Styrofoam, plastic, reflective wrap).  I also a remember a time he was blending laundry detergent in the blender.  His reasoning is to make smaller granules which causes the product to be more concentrated so he can use less.
Once when I was a child, he woke me up and took me to Bowmans.  He looked in the dumpster behind the store and found the perfect cardboard box.  He brought it home and built a little stand for me.  He then gave me a bunch of Century 21 yellow balloons to sell on the side of the street in front of our house.  It was pretty cool.  It was like the stand Lucy from Peanuts had when she was ready to offer her advice.  Dad will greatly be missed.
We are gearing down for Christmas.  It is a fun time of year when everything slams at you all at once.  We are making goodies for the neighbors.  This year Tim suggested peanut brittle to go on the plate with fudge, caramel, and coconut balls.  The kids love taste testing all the treats.  I am totally sugared out. 
Let’s go over the kid’s want list for Christmas.  Jacinda wants a Launch Pad or a drawing tablet.  She is getting the latter.  McCabe wants a plane ticket to Texas to visit Kade.  He is getting money, not a plane ticket.  Xadia wants a stuffed animal.  She is getting a flip-a-zoo that changes from a Husky to a Polar Bear.  Teagan wants M&M’s with a $10 bill.  He is totally getting that.  I love the simple wants of young kids.  Tim is getting an elf costume because he is the best and we love Buddy the elf!